Ding Chun sat up from the large silk embroidered bed.
"What's going on? I remember..."
The body that had been ravaged by phlogiston disease was now in tatters, but now it felt relaxed again, but the brain seemed to be blocked at the end of the fog, as dim as the lights in the room.
The last remaining memory is that my mother turned away from others and brought a strange man wearing glasses and a white coat to her hospital bed.
"Ding Chun, do you want to live or die?"
Ding Jingshuang, the beauty who was always so graceful and well-dressed, with wavy brown hair hanging behind her, looked down at her seriously ill son.
Her expression, like her words, did not reveal much sadness.
Ding Chun burst into tears in vain, staining the white antibacterial bedspread.
"Of course I want to live! Help me! Cough, cough! I was born to my mother! You only have my son!"
The beautiful woman's eyes moved slightly, as if she was thinking of the illegitimate daughter Ding Ling, and was comparing the value of Ding Ling and Ding Chun. At this time, the man in a white coat next to him interrupted:
"Mrs. Ding, your son's phlogiston disease has reached an absolutely advanced stage, and the operation cannot be delayed any longer."
Ding Jingshuang's husband, Sean Roxon, lives in the woman's house, and he is like a married woman. The son also takes his mother's surname. Naturally, there is no reason for Ding Jingshuang to be called "Mrs. Roxon".
If she hadn't been pregnant before marriage and gave birth to Ding Ling, a native of Furui, Ding Jingshuang would have looked down on her current husband.
"Surgery? What kind of surgery? Isn't there no way to treat phlogiston disease?"
Ding Chun, who had a lot of runny nose and tears, had unspeakable fear towards the man in the white coat who gradually approached the hospital bed.
"Good boy, don't be afraid." The spectacle lenses of his white coat reflected the dazzling white light, and he opened his mouth and smiled with his gums exposed:
"Since Mrs. Ding used the power of the Roxon family to ask for help from the company, the company will definitely handle the matter satisfactorily within the 'aid quota'!"
"Company? Are you from the company?" Ding Chun ignited a glimmer of hope in his panic.
"That's right," the other party's smile became even more terrifying, "I'm from the company's medical department, and I'm the best at organ transplant surgery. You can just call me Dr. Chen."
Out of some mentality that Ding Chun couldn't understand, Dr. Chen pulled his glasses down to the end of the bridge of his nose, immediately revealing eye features that couldn't be ignored.
Double Eye - Each eye has two holes connected side by side.
"You can rest assured when you leave everything to Dr. Chen." Ding Jingshuang said, "He has performed many complex transplant surgeries, including whole-body skin replacement, as well as anesthesia-free prosthetic eyeball nerve suturing for young children..."
"Why a transplant?" Ding Chun tried to get up but couldn't. "What organ transplant is needed to treat phlogiston disease? What are you going to transplant for me?"
Because of shortness of breath, Ding Chun coughed violently again, and the vital signs scanning screen connected to his body showed chaotic signals.
Ding Jingshuang waved her hand impatiently at Dr. Chen:
"Go ahead and take it out and keep it for later. I'll go prepare the funeral first."
"What? Mom, what did you say!?" Ding Chun wanted to roar wildly but was helpless. He could only watch his mother turn and leave. Then, his mouth and nose were covered by an anesthesia mask, and he lost consciousness...
After an unknown period of time, Ding Chun woke up from absolute darkness and found himself lying on a large, soft bed. The room was dimly lit, and his muscles were weak and weak.
But with the only faint light leaking from the edge of the ceiling, Ding Chun could still see his arms clearly——
No red spots! No gray spots either! All traces of phlogiston disease disappeared!
A burst of ecstasy seized his heart, and Ding Chun's nose became sore and tears flowed down his face.
How did Dr. Chen do it? There is no cure for phlogiston disease so far. This is simply a miracle!
But where am I? This place is nothing like any place I've ever been...
My arms have also become very thin... Sure enough, I was in a coma for several months, maybe even more than a year, and the muscles have atrophied.
"Mom, Dr. Chen?"
Ding Chun was immediately startled when he spoke slightly louder, because the tone of his voice completely changed.
Muscle atrophy makes sense, but why does the voice become so thin? It's almost like...
In front of the sight, there is a full-length mirror near the large silk bed, which is exactly what a girl's boudoir should have.
The deep fear prompted Ding Chun to climb out of bed and step on the carpet with his bare feet. He ignored the strange feeling of emptiness between his legs and stumbled to the full-length mirror.
!
!
!
The huge shock made Ding Chun lose his voice. The image reflected in the mirror was clearly a beautiful girl with dazzling blond hair and emerald eyes!
Due to the extreme sense of unreality, Ding Chun grabbed his chin and shook his other hand, but no matter how he moved, the girl in the mirror was reflected exactly at the same time.
The right shoulder strap of the nightgown was loose, revealing more of the disheveled beauty. In the past, Ding Chun would smile lewdly when he saw this scene, but at this moment, there was only a deep cold in his heart.
"Isn't this... isn't this Ding Yu Yunxian! I remember she was killed by Qin Jiandan! Why am I in Ding Yu Yunxian's body? Am I dead too!?"
Confused memories came overwhelmingly, and Ding Chun (or Ding Yuyunxian) covered his head and fell to his knees, curled up like a cooked shrimp.
"Are you awake?" Familiar footsteps came from the direction of the door. Ding Jingshuang didn't know how long she had been waiting outside the door.
The beautiful woman was not surprised by her son's violent reaction. She stood behind Ding Chun and waited for him to get up. She even had time to look in the mirror and adjust her makeup.
"I...Dr. Chen took out my brain, right?"
After a long time, Ding Chun, who looked like a beautiful girl, finally asked bitterly.
"Yes. This was the only way to save you at that time."
"But..." Ding Chun raised his head to his mother in despair, "But why do you want to transplant my brain into Ding Yuyunxian's body? I am a man, I don't want to be a woman! Just find a healthy man in Huanshi City Can’t you just be my body?”
Ding Jingshuang shook her head slightly:
"Do you think brain transplant surgery is done casually? For this reason, I finally convinced the owner of the family, Ding Julou, and your father's Roxon family to use two amounts of the 'aid quota', and the company was able to I’m willing to help.”
Ding Chun's face of a beautiful crying girl looks funny:
"Why would the master of the family agree to such a thing? He, a slave girl, is so perverted that he wants me to be reborn as his daughter?"
"Stop having your sweet dreams!" Ding Jingshuang reprimanded, "Of course the head of the family didn't know that Ding Yuyunxian's brain was fused with your brain. I lied to him and said that the company digitized Ding Yuyunxian's personality and re-entered it into her brain. "
"The person named Ding Chun is dead, very dead. I have already held a funeral for you. From today on, you are Ding Yuyunxian. You have to use your identity to help your mother do things well, do you understand?"
"Fusion?" Ding Chun's facial muscles twitched, "Isn't it just my brain that is used in this body?"
"That's right," Ding Jingshuang quickly replied, "How could you hide Ding Julou's knowledge with your brain and your level of illiteracy? I asked Dr. Chen to retain Ding Yuyunxian's undamaged intellectual brain area and your personality. The molecular stitching of the brain area created an existence with your personality and the knowledge of Ding Yuyunxian."
"The propaganda to the outside world is that Ding Yuyunxian escaped death after being rescued by the company, but lost most of his memory. Of course, Ding Julou also heard this rhetoric, so you should have time to learn how to be Ding Yuyunxian, right? ?”
"No, don't! Mom, you can't do this to me! My brain, my brain is cut open!"
The body of this beautiful girl who didn't belong to him trembled violently, and unfamiliar knowledge and emotions flooded into his brain, breaking open all the synapses. Memories began to reorganize, and the tumbling sense of shattered consciousness made tears well up in my eyes, and my nosebleeds continued.
"That's enough, it's not like a lady to be in such a mess."
Ding Jingshuang looked down at her son as always, as if his son had never grown up.
"Dr. Chen is our accomplice. He will keep Ding Julou strictly confidential. You are the one I am most worried about. You quickly get into the role for me and play the role of Ding Yuyunxian who has lost his memory. There is something that Ding Yuyunxian has suffered in your sutured brain. Education and knowledge, this will temporarily reduce the difficulty of acting a lot."
Ding Chun felt that his personality had been eroded. Class memories that had never belonged to him rushed into the cerebral cortex and flickered in the middle of the hippocampus. Before, he didn't even know what the "hippocampus" was.
Methods to protect the skin, sitting etiquette when wearing a skirt, and tips for maintaining balance in high heels. These knowledge are gradually activated through personal experience, making Ding Chun more and more unfamiliar with himself.
"Who am I? Who am I? Am I Ding Chun or Ding Yu Yunxian?"
"Ding Chun is dead," Ding Jingshuang emphasized again, "from now on you will be Ding Yuyunxian! Ding Julou will move slower due to hemiplegia, but he will come to see you today anyway, cheer me up!"
Ding Yuyunxian's personality has long been broken, but in those memories, she still retains her deep fear and hatred for a man.
Those are a pair of powerful hands that press oneself into the bathtub and drown...
"ah!
!
! "
The beautiful girl screamed, and Ding Chun seemed to be haunted by the ghost of Ding Yu Yunxian. His expression gradually became feminine, and at the same time, the raging anger for revenge emerged.
"Qin Jiandan... I'm going to kill him! No matter who I am, I'm going to kill him!"
