Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

In the suburbs of New York City, a rescue center for special children.

Rather than saying that this is a hospital, it is better to say that this is a small village.

There are more than 20 buildings, large and small, with apartment buildings, clinics, schools, entertainment centers, sports fields and other facilities. It is like a paradise that only exists in fairy tales and belongs to children.

Except for the staff, the residents are all children who are suffering from diseases and can hardly take care of themselves. Most of them are over five years old and under 12 years old.

Among them, children suffering from special blood diseases are the main ones.

The charity evening led by Osborne and jointly organized by Horizon Labs was held here.

Osborne announced that they will conduct research on a specific blood disease and strive to break through this disease within the next two years.

The reason why he dared to make such a guarantee was because of Osborn's internal affairs.For special blood diseases, breakthrough scientific research results have been produced.

The "cross-species gene transfer" laboratory established not long ago is a new project set up for the achievements in this area.

As soon as the news came out, it shocked the medical industry and attracted worldwide attention.

The heat has been stirred up, and the outside world naturally attaches great importance to this charity gala.

Many media reporters came to the scene one after another.

The dinner hosted by Osborne and Horizon Labs naturally invited many celebrities and enterprises.

Among them is Fisker Pharmaceuticals, where David works.

10 minutes before the party starts.

Curt Connors pushed David's wheelchair into the venue.

The party was temporarily set up in the school playground of the rescue center. Although the place is not very tall, it still looks quite spectacular under the influence of Osborne's banknote ability, with all kinds of facilities and lights.

"David, you're finally here, I thought you wouldn't take your own humiliation."

Norman Osborn stood at the door, holding a wine glass in his hand, smiling like a spring breeze, looking elegant and easy-going, but his mouth was not forgiving.

"I want to thank you for letting go of Professor Parker, who has done a lot to Osborne."

Norman stepped forward and looked at David in the wheelchair. The arrogance in his eyes could not be concealed, and he said with a smile, "It is thanks to him that this party can be held."

Conners was furious when he heard this.

Without waiting for David to respond, he looked around and opened his mouth through gritted teeth.

"Where is Richard?"

"He heard that Fisker Pharmaceuticals would participate in this charity gala, so he didn't choose to be there, but he asked me to say hello to you and say sorry."

Norman looked at Connors with a broken arm and squinted his eyes: "You must be Dr. Connors. In fact, I regret that Osborne failed to invest in your project successfully before, but we are willing to make up for our mistakes , from this moment on, the door of Osborn is always open to you."

"No, I'll never join Osborne."

Connors used to be a military doctor, and he was also a lover, so he flatly refused.

"Don't talk too hard."

Norman smiled slightly. The self-proclaimed winner didn't mind Connors' impoliteness at all. He turned his head to look at David, and glanced at his legs:

"This charity gala is not only for raising money, but about the treatment plan and follow-up plan for special blood diseases will also be announced...David, if you need it in the future, for Richard's sake, I can Waive the fee for you."

"You don't have to worry about that, Norman."

David didn't change his face, he wasn't angry at all, and there was even a faint smile on his face: "Fiske Pharmaceuticals' research on special blood diseases is not behind Osborne, or even stronger. If you need gene therapy in the future For defective drugs, Fiske Pharmaceuticals can also exempt you from the order."

"Humph."

Norman hated others to talk about his family's genetic disease, so he snorted coldly at this moment: "The dead duck has a hard mouth!"

After the voice fell, he turned around and left.

David looked at his back with an even bigger smile on his face.

He whispered to himself:

"I hope you can still laugh later."

"David!"

At this time, a familiar voice came from my ear.

Startled, David turned his head abruptly.

A burly, extremely muscular man with almost no neck appeared in front of his eyes in a white suit.

Wilson Fisk!

"Wilson, why are you here?"

David opened his eyes wide.

"If I don't come, I don't know that my brother is already terminally ill and will die soon..."

Wilson's face was ugly, and his words were full of anger.

The air pressure around him was extremely low.

Bullseye Lester, who had arrived as a bodyguard, took a step back without a trace.

At this time, Wilson put more pressure on him than at any time before.

"You may not believe it."

David didn't know how to explain, and sighed: "This disease is terminally ill in others' eyes, but it's just a small problem in my opinion - I have at least a few years to live, and I have enough time to solve it .”

"Oh?"

The angry look on Wilson's face did not ease in the slightest: "So, if it wasn't for the accidental encounter, you didn't intend to tell me that you are likely to die soon?"

"I thought you invested in Fiske Pharmaceuticals to enter the pharmaceutical field... He turned out that you are for yourself!"

As he said that, things that he couldn't understand before became clear at this moment.

"No wonder you say that Fiske Pharmaceuticals represents the future!!"

"You think too much, I didn't mean that..."

David was extremely helpless.

The biggest reason why he didn't tell Wilson about these things was that it was difficult to explain clearly. In his eyes, this disease was not considered terminally ill at all, which only added to his troubles.

While having a headache, he saw Connors behind him pushing a wheelchair for him.

"Professor, do me a favor and explain to my brother."

David requested.

"..."

Connors was taken aback, looked at the man in front of him who was like a giant, and then looked at the thin David, who was even a little thin under the influence of the disease. , There is no similarity in one place, they are actually brothers.

"Mr. Fisk, our research on David's blood disease has made great progress..."

Connors looked back at the banner of the charity gala and said, "This progress is so big that Osborne can only catch up behind us. Please rest assured that David will be fine."

"So, the bat serum is used to treat your blood disease?"

Wilson thought of some things that happened before, the confrontation between Fiske Pharmaceuticals and Osborne, and vaguely guessed part of the truth.

"Yes, bat serum is important to me."

David nodded.

"But……"

Wilson frowned: "Norman Osborn just said that the people in your company were poached by him. Hasn't the technology of the bat serum been leaked?"

"On this point, I am free to make arrangements."

David warned: "Don't meddle, it's easy to disrupt my plan."

"it is good."

Wilson nodded, his tone unquestionable: "If there is a need, you must tell me."

"of course."

David breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time.

Wesley's voice came from the tiny headset in his ear.

"David, the people from the FBI have officially started their operations, and Dr. Nicholas from the rescue center has already connected with them."

David squinted his eyes when he heard the words. He kept his composure, lowered his voice, and warned, "Inform Mobius, proceed as planned, and let him make some noise."

"receive."

Wesley replied.

David did not hide his actions from Wilson.

Seeing this, Wilson seemed to realize something, looked around, and caught some familiar figures, squinting slightly.

"FBI?"

"Yes, there will be a good show directed by me in a while, and you can learn a lot from it."

"Oh? The tone is not small!"

Wilson became a little interested: "I really want to see if there is any good show that can give me a lot of insight."

Bullseye watched the scene silently.

As half of the parties involved, he knew very well that although Wilson was the overlord of New York in the eyes of the outside world, his former brother, David, who was now in a wheelchair, had an underground status no less than that of Wilson.

Together, the two brothers are the big underground boss on the east coast.

For a while, I was looking forward to it.

From the tit-for-tat confrontation between David and Norman just now, it can be seen that Fisker Pharmaceuticals, represented by David, will never make it easier for Osborne.

So, what happens next?