I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

Because of the problems that have been exposed recently with several new drugs, the atmosphere in the company has become very tense.

Just a Ming Shengtian.

No one cares if you die.

Ming Shengtian's eyes were still open, and the severe pain made him completely unable to distinguish his own condition, but he knew that these people wanted to throw him away because of the strong odor emitted by the festering pustules on his body.

After all, they now have a lot more new experimental subjects, so many that they can’t use them all, which even makes them a little uneasy.

I wouldn't care about a disabled experimental subject like Ming Shengtian.

So, Ming Shengtian watched himself being packed up, and they were probably certain that he would not live long.

So it was not reported upwards at all.

The two men couldn't stand the peculiar smell on him, so they just rolled him up and carried him outside.

In fact, Ming Shengtian was still awake, but his barely functioning brain suddenly realized that this seemed to be his only chance to leave this hell on earth.

So even though Ming Shengtian felt extremely painful during the process of being moved, he held back and didn't make a sound.

Wait until he gets in the car.

Only then did he realize that those people wanted to take him directly to be cremated!

Ming Shengtian immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the driver didn’t know that he was actually awake all the time, and Ming Shengtian quietly used his hands to support his body.

When the driver stopped briefly to drain water, he managed to climb out.

There is a busy road outside.

He dragged his body and used all his remaining strength to barely escape the disaster.

"Finally, it's finally out."

Ming Shengtian's entire body was drenched in cold sweat.

He was not very conscious in the laboratory, and he didn't know why. But after he came out, perhaps because he had hope of survival, he felt that he could crawl with more strength.

This place is not particularly remote.

It's just because it's late at night, so there are almost no people on the road.

Ming Shengtian found a corner where he could shelter from the wind. The inhuman torture he had endured during this period had made him completely indifferent to his self-esteem and face.

He grabbed a piece of rag that someone had placed nearby and covered himself with it. He could no longer bear it and fell into a deep sleep.

He thought, wait until tomorrow.

When you wake up tomorrow and meet someone, ask them for help.

Damn Chen Song!

Damn Fu Chuan!

Ming Shengtian had a very painful sleep and he was soon awakened by the sound of talking and cars whizzing past.

He slowly opened his eyelids.

He was hungry and in a miserable state, and had been injected with some strange potion.

He smells bad.

So hungry!

So hungry! So hungry!

Hunger can drive a man completely mad, and until he is full he becomes a mindless animal.

However, he didn’t expect that a snow-white, round and plump steamed bun was thrown in front of him.

Ming Shengtian dragged his disabled legs and stared at the steamed bun. After making sure it was not an illusion, he pounced towards the bun.

He was so hungry that he stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth without thinking.

After a few mouthfuls.

My five senses gradually recovered, and I could hear all kinds of sounds around me.

"This is a real beggar, not someone trying to cheat you out of money. Look, he's eating the steamed buns with great relish."

"How pitiful! Where did they come from? Don't they have children? But aren't the five-guarantee households managed by the state?"

"I haven't seen a real beggar in years. They are all pretending to be beggars to get money. It's rare."

beggar?

Ming Shengtian was stunned for a moment, then became furious!

Who said he was a beggar!