Nascent Soul boss in the interstellar

Thinking of what Chen Siyu said just now, in the early stage of the genetic collapse, if you can find the fifth-level nourishing liquid, you still have a chance to recover, but the fifth-level pharmacist is really too precious, looking at the stars, you can count them on one hand.

Which one is not supported by the powerful forces of Star A, they have no access to it at all, even if they are really lucky and meet one who is outside, what qualifications do they have to hire a fifth-level pharmacist?

Yang Mei's expression collapsed, she took two steps back and uncontrollably fell on the chair, like a dead person in the desert, without vitality.

Qu Ziming sat on the bed, eyes full of viciousness, staring straight at the ceiling, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, he clearly remembered the surprised eyes of the people around him before he fainted, and the doctor's sympathetic eyes after he came.

He didn't believe that he was just a simple genetic breakdown, someone must be plotting against him.

Who is it?

The cousin who was oppressed by him for many years?

A poor, down-and-out bastard who has been humiliated?

Or is it someone who calls him a brother but only maintains a superficial relationship?

Or was it... one of the five people who were also on stage at the time?

Qu Ziming kept guessing who was harming him behind his back, and who would get the most benefit after harming him.

Yang Mei knocked on the door, opened it and came in, holding a glass of milk in her hand, "Obviously, let's drink some milk first."

Presumably she had tidied up before she came in, but she could still see the traces of crying in the corners of her eyes.

"What did Dad say?"

Seeing that he didn't pick it up, Yang Mei had to put the milk on the table first, "Your father spoils you so much, he is looking for a pharmacist for you everywhere, don't worry, with our family's power, we will find it in two days... You'll be fine then."

"Really?" Qu Ziming murmured in a low voice, which made Yang Mei feel uncomfortable, and wiped away the tears overflowing from his eyes while he wasn't paying attention.

"Of course, you don't eat now, and the pharmacist hasn't arrived by then, and you're starving again, what can you do?" He said as he handed the milk to Qu Ziming.

"Enough!" Qu Ziming opened the milk abruptly, and the glass fell on the ground. The milky white milk stains lay on the gray carpet. Qu Ziming's eyes were full of blood, like a trapped animal, full of grief, " Don't... lie to me!"

"Unless there is a fifth-level spiritual nourishing liquid, I can't be cured. I'm a useless person." Qu Ziming hugged his head and curled up on the bed, his whole body was decadent.

He is a pharmacist, and a pharmacist with good talent, so he sees it more thoroughly than anyone else. Although he has always held a glimmer of hope in his heart, it is just hope.

Yang Mei couldn't bear it anymore, and burst into tears: "God is so unfair. After so many years, we finally survived until Qu Zixiu was completely kicked out of the Qu family, and my son can inherit the Qu family in a legitimate way, but, it turns out……"

Years of painstaking efforts went down the drain, and Yang Mei no longer concealed her ambitions.

Yang Mei placed countless hopes on Qu Ziming, and she had already reached 99 steps in one hundred steps, but who would have thought that she would fall at the end.

"Qu Zixiu, yes, it's him, it must be him." Qu Ziming raised his head suddenly, and the gloomy look in Qu Zixiu's eyes flashed in his mind, and a chill came to his heart.

"what?"

The more Qu Ziming thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. "Before, Qu Zixiu came to watch my game suddenly and smiled at me. After that, my mental strength has problems."

"Mingchen must have helped him. It was Qu Zixiu and Mingchen who wanted to harm me and our Qu family."

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