Doomsday city

Jason Lehman sits on his treasured antique leather sofa.

This hundred-year-old leather sofa is the treasure he bought from the auction with a large sum of money. He likes to sit on the sofa and look out of the floor-to-ceiling windows to meditate. He also likes to read important sales contracts on the sofa. This sofa is magical It usually makes his irritable mood calm down in an instant.

And now he sat on it and listened to Gina's return.

"Miss has improved significantly after drinking the medicine in the past two days. She has been awake for more than five hours. This is indeed a great improvement," Gina stood respectfully behind the sofa, staring at the back of Lehman's head covered with white hair , continued: "Dr. Ge Gulan said that the blood of the drug has a special component. Although it cannot be completely analyzed, its effect is more significant than that of the inhibitor."

"If that's the case, I'm relieved," Lehman took a deep breath, staring out the window at the muddy and fallen leaves washed by the heavy rain, and his mind flew away, "Continue to let her drink, no matter what she needs, as long as It’s not about leaving the room to satisfy her as much as possible.”

"Yes, sir." Gina said softly.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know you were in a meeting..." Mrs. Rosa appeared by the door stepping on high heels. She glanced at Lehman and Gina and said guiltily, "Maybe I'll come back later."

"No, it's okay." Lehman stood up slowly and waved his hands towards Gina, and the maid left the study knowingly, "Gina told me some good news just now, do you want to hear it?" He took the initiative to hold Rosa's hand Let her sit in the guest chair.

"I really need some happy things to make up for the loss." Rosa frowned sadly, and said, "Benny is a good boy. He is brave, optimistic and healthy. He is such a caring and smart boy. I should leave him alone." Fuck him, you know, the harsh environment outside is not suitable for growing children at all."

"But Benny is still not yours, Rosa," Lehman patted her hand reassuringly, and said, "Ivy's health has improved a lot recently, Gina just said that she has been awake for more than five hours, don't you Do you think this is such good news? Our Ivy..."

"No!" Rosa screamed in horror and interrupted Lehman. She seemed to hear some terrible curse, covered her ears excitedly, and said tremblingly: "Don't mention that name in front of me! No! I don't want to hear it! I don’t want to! I don’t want to!” She was trembling to the point of tears, huddled on the sofa limply as if she had encountered misfortune.

"Rosa, oh, Rosa..." Lehman pulled her into his arms helplessly, and patted her on the back comfortingly, "You can't live in the shadows all your life, my dear, Ivy is your child, It's the baby that came out of your womb, and you have to understand that she's alive and getting better, and everything will be fine."

"You said Ivy is still alive?" Rosa shoved Lehman away tremblingly, clenched her fists with tears on her face, and said, "You said that the one upstairs should be dead, but now he is sitting, thinking, Ivy, who talks, eats, and sleeps, is our child?"

"Please, Rosa, don't do this." Lehman frowned and tried to stay calm.

"I don't understand, Jason, we have done so many good things, we have established foundations, done charity, donated wealth, and helped so many poor people, but we have not received anything in return," Rosa said like a woman caught in a tragic drama. The heroine, screaming, "Look at our baby! Jason! Our poor Ivy! She's so weak, she can barely bear the common cold, she spends her short life in a hospital bed, she hasn't even handed in any My friend! Suffering alone in the torment of the disease!"

"That's all in the past, now Ivy is healthy, she..."

"She's dead!" Rosa roared in dismay, beating her chest excitedly and crying, "Our baby is dead! She lost her heartbeat and breath in our arms! How can you forget? How can you? Ivy ...my poor Ivy... oh... why is God so cruel..."

The corners of Lehman's mouth tightened, as if he would explode with anger if he was provoked any more.

Thankfully Gina showed up just in time, and she stood outside the door waiting for instructions.

"Take my wife upstairs to rest, she's exhausted." Lehman waved his hand and said.

Gina is used to stepping forward to help Rosa. Whenever they talk about taboo topics, the lady will always lose control of her emotions and even cause panting.She glanced at Lehman with a serious expression. Compared with his wife's violent venting, Lehman looked extremely calm. He just had a solemn expression, and it was impossible to tell whether his eyes were sad or angry.

When Gina helped Rosa back to the room, Lehman immediately went to the garage.Like an officer temporarily patrolling the barracks, he walked around the guarding soldiers in awe-inspiring manner, and came to the rusty iron gate with his lips pursed. He lost his patience and politeness, bang!With a loud sound, he pushed open the concealed iron door.

"God! God! Mr. Lehman! Oh!" Ge Gulan hastily covered his eyes like a sewer mouse that cannot see the light, and nervously stepped forward to close the door, he was relieved after confirming that the glare light would not hurt his eyes. "Sir, are you here in any hurry? I don't think there's anything here of interest to you, just scrap metal and some...well, rubbish." He shrugged.

Lehman was indeed not interested in his experiment, or should say disgusted.

"Gina said that the new medicine is very helpful to Ivy, have you found out the reason?" Lehman frowned and looked around, but it was too dark for him to see anything.

"This is a difficult question, sir," Gegulan said on his lips, but his expression was extremely excited, "The blood of the new drug is simply a super-powerful cell regeneration agent! You should see how quickly the cut wound heals Situation, believe me, that's more shocking than special effects! Oh, I think maybe she's an alien, or has special magical powers, but I believe," he paused, "it has something to do with inhibitors. "

Lehman felt uncomfortable with the smell of blood in the air.

"Before you are sure to copy it completely, don't kill the medicine. Ivy needs her blood now, understand?" He coughed a few times, and quickly waved his hands away from the stuffy and smelly garage. Of course he knew What, the victims he used as medicine were all thrown in the basement of the garage, rotting away.

Butler Harris stood in front of the gate and commanded the soldiers. He had to restore the wind and rain to the front yard.

"Good afternoon, sir." He saw Lehman approaching with a livid face, bowed respectfully and said.

Lehman glanced at him and said softly, "I'm going to the fourth floor, don't let anyone disturb you."

He quickly stepped up the stairs, and the guard guard was obviously a little surprised, but still silently gave way.Lehman was not young, and he was panting violently due to his fast running. When he stood with the closed door, cold sweat continued to flow from his forehead. He was not sure whether it was the reaction caused by the exercise or the fear he was about to face.

Finally he knocked on the door.

Lehman turned the door lock a little, and walked into the room like a thief. All the furnishings were like memories. The last time he entered this room was more than half a year ago. He hired the top decoration company to transform the monotonous guest room into a lady's. In the bedroom, whether it's pink paint or cabinets, carpets, and beds, girls are yearning for a luxurious style like a princess.

And his little princess, Ivy Lehman, was sitting on the bed reading.

"Father?" Ivy was obviously very surprised, and she stared at Lehman who walked into the room with slightly wide eyes.

"Ai, Ivy..." Lehman didn't dare to face his daughter directly, he only dared to look around quickly, and finally his eyes fell on the book of fairy tales of Sleeping Beauty in Aiwei's pale hands, "I heard Gina I am very relieved to say that your health has been much better recently, Ivy, I am really relieved."

"Yes, father," Ivy evoked a slight smile, her purity made this smile seem a little transparent and unreal, "Your medicine has made me healthy, I am very grateful to you." Her words were very Seriously, it doesn't sound like a normal conversation between father and daughter.

Lehman put his hands behind his back, and his gaze went up little by little from the Sleeping Beauty fairy tale book, and he saw Ivy's delicate chin, cherry-like red lips, high nose bridge and those eyes that were clearer than mint. Transparent eyes.

A girl with no impurities, the purest.

His daughter, Ivy Lehman.

Suddenly, Lehman felt his eyes heat up, and he was sure that he would cry if he took another look. Although he was not like Rosa breaking down and crying, Lehman is not hard-hearted, especially when he is facing his favorite only daughter. .

As Rosa said, their daughter should have died.

However, Ivy was sitting on the bed talking to him at this time, all of this was Lehman's fault.When Ivy died of heart failure, it was he who insisted on freezing Ivy's body. He spent a lot of money to find the world's top doctors, and through channels, he met a group of lunatics who researched viruses. Wei revived.

In the end he succeeded, and those guys in messianic robes invented a drug.

Drugs that can bring the dead back to life.

In short, Ivy reopened her eyes, but it was not a wonderful process.

Lehman couldn't believe it when he saw his daughter sitting on the bed and reading obediently.After Ivy was put on the operating table like a frozen ingredient and deiced, she received three years of "treatment". A caveman, or worse than that, a beast without intelligence.

He has to spend more hush money, more energy, and more money to get everything back on track.

Ivy's treatment has never been interrupted. She wears a straitjacket like a neurotic patient with self-harm and injury, and undergoes more drugs and operations. It took five full years to become a "human". When has reason and self-care behavior, only know that she often falls into an endless deep sleep after returning to normal.

The doctor only told Lehman that only the constant replacement of fresh blood can keep Ivy awake.

Maybe before the end of the world, he can set up a private blood donation center for Ivy, but after the end of the world, he can only sacrifice innocent refugees, give them food and drain their blood, all just for Ivy.

──The child he turned into a monster.