
The original owner of this body was too weak, Ivonne fell asleep in a daze.
He dreams, dreaming of himself returning to his research room.
The company has arranged this research space for him. Very secretive, except for the company chairman and his assistant, almost no one knew where the research room was located.
Everything doesn't change, Ivonne touches the table, the computer and the microscope. The syringe he used to inject himself was left on the side.
The computer is on, a lot of messages are coming through WA on his computer and a lot of chat continues to pop up. It was all a chat from his family asking where he is now.
Ivonne touched the keyboard, there was sadness in the depths of her heart after death in this modern age.
He could no longer see his parents and family.
When he was daydreaming. He saw a bottle of antiseptic on the table, this he took before he injected himself, as it was in the research room for a long time, so there was always a variety of drugs in this research room.
Ivonne opened the medicine box, almost no medicine was touched.
If he had these drugs, maybe the boy would have survived.
Not knowing how long she had been asleep, when she heard the sound of the door, Ivonne suddenly woke up from her dream.
There was a waiter who was holding a candle and carrying a plate of steamed bread in his hand. Put on the table, then coldly say, “Commissioner, please enjoy!”
After he finished speaking, he placed the candle on the table then went out.
Ivonne was fixated, it was a dream!
He was really hungry, slowly got up and got off the bed, but his legs suddenly tripped, he looked down and saw there was a medicine box on the floor.
The blood on his body instantly froze.
This medicine box was exactly the same as his medicine box in his research room.
He hurriedly lifted the medicine box and opened it on the table, his hand tremblingly slowly touching the medicine inside the medicine box, exactly, this was his medicine box in his research room.
His breathing was fixated, he really could not believe what he saw.
His soul that passed through space and time alone was already incredible and now this medicine box was also following him here?
What the hell's going on?
He first rejected this incident, trying to explain the matter from a scientific point of view.
Assume that here is a parallel space …
No, no, this could not explain, even if there was parallel space, he would also enter parallel space due to the margin, but his brain was his, but this body was not his body, it was his body, he couldn't explain this point.
For a long time, he was able to calm down.
Hiding the medicine box, eating some steamed bread, then lying back on the bed wanting to continue his sleep, wanting to see if he could dream and return to his research room.
However, his heart was filled with emotions, he was so excited that he could not sleep.
Not only that, the next two days, he could not fall asleep, even though his body had no strength, his eyes could not open, but his brain was still running at a high speed, unable to stop.
On the third day, he was still unable to sleep.
Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Ivonne saw herself like a ghost.
His hair was scattered, his eyes were clenched inward, his face was pale, the small scars that formed on the eyebrows and the wounds on the wrists were no longer a problem, no longer a problem, only sometimes it will still hurt even if only for a moment.
These are symptoms of wound healing.
I don't know how the boy is.
Ivonne slowly adjusted her mind, feeling that there was no point in her hurry as well, better to adapt to the life before her.
So, when the waitress came to bring food again, she asked, “Letty, how is Aunt Linda's granddaughter doing?”
This waitress named Letty, there's a memory of the owner of this body in her brain.
Letty coldly said, “Already dying, are you happy?”
Why should Ivonne be happy?