A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 439: Improved Relations?

Chapter 439: Chapter 439: Improved Relations?

The voice had barely faded when the door was opened again.

He Wenna, who had been guarding the door, walked in and pushed Shen Yanhe away.

All the way back to her room, everyone in the surrounding rooms had already gone to sleep; it was pitch black.

Shen Yanhe glanced at the room of the young woman who resembled Lu Jing; the light was off, seemingly she had gone to bed as well.

He Wenna pushed Shen Yanhe back to her room, prepared some food and water for her, then turned around and left.

After all the commotion, Shen Yanhe was also a bit hungry, sitting on the bed, slowly eating to replenish her energy.

Her mind was racing, thinking about how to contact Fu Yanhe and coordinate with him inside and out to destroy this laboratory.

Just then, the door was opened from the outside.

Shen Yanhe turned her head warily to look.

Seeing Shen Zhong at the door, the wariness in her eyes faded a bit, "What are you doing here?"

Shen Zhong, holding a thermos in one hand and pinching a piece of paper in the other, stood somewhat awkwardly at the door.

After a long while, he walked over to her and placed the paper in front of her, "I brought you the layout map of the ’immortal’ laboratory."

Shen Yanhe looked down, picked up the paper, and carefully examined the routes on the layout map.

Shen Zhong’s hand by his side clenched into a fist, then he placed the thermos on the bedside table and opened it, "You’re injured and pregnant, so I made some chicken soup."

He paused, speaking softly, "It was your mom who taught me how to make it, you used to love it."

Shen Yanhe’s eyes flickered slightly, she pursed her lips and did not speak.

Shen Zhong took a deep breath, suppressed the sourness rising in his throat, took out a disposable bowl, poured some soup, and extended it towards her, "Have some."

Shen Yanhe closed her eyes briefly, did not reject, and took the soup from his hands, taking a sip.

The familiar taste spread through her mouth.

It made Shen Yanhe even more silent.

Shen Zhong didn’t rush to leave, he pulled up a stool and sat beside her bed, his gaze tenderly fixed on her.

This was the first time they, father and daughter, interacted without being at loggerheads.

After finishing the soup, Shen Yanhe felt more comfortable, and the coldness in her eyes and brows faded a bit.

The relationship between the two imperceptibly grew closer.

Seeing her finish, Shen Zhong silently walked forward to help her clean up the bowl and utensils.

Shen Yanhe looked at him and asked the question she had wanted to ask He Wenna, "The woman living in room A1, who is she?"

When she returned earlier, she had noticed the room, wherein lived the woman who looked a lot like Lu Jing was labeled A1.

Her own room number was A0.

Shen Zhong’s expression changed slightly, and after a long silence, he finally spoke, "I don’t know her name, I only know she was a subject Dr. D had been researching on before he was killed."

"Her code name is 001, and after many experiments, her genes have mutated, giving her strong aggressiveness and regenerative abilities."

"However, it seems the experiments have affected her, erasing her previous memories, and her temperament has become volatile and irritable; she is a very dangerous subject."

Shen Zhong said, "She lost control recently, and I had to inject her with a C02 drug, which upon examination, showed her memory was recovering."

He paused, then added, "That C02 drug, it seems you developed it."

Understanding flashed through Shen Yanhe’s eyes. She pondered for two seconds before asking, "Is there a chance for these subjects to ever recover fully?"

Shen Zhong shook his head, "No."

His expression sober, he commented, "Some of them have had their genes altered by Dr. D, that man was a mad beast."

"He’d do anything to find his so-called secret to immortality."

"However," Shen Zhong changed the topic, "I might not be able to, but perhaps you can."

He hadn’t forgotten that his daughter was the internationally renowned Dr. YM.

If she could conduct a comprehensive examination of these subjects, she might find a way to restore them.

Shen Yanhe didn’t respond; her brow furrowing slightly, she pondered then asked, "Can I meet 001?"

"No," Shen Zhong flatly refused, adding, "You’re injured and pregnant right now, and Agent 001 is very dangerous. For your safety, you can’t approach her now."

Shen Yanhe nodded indifferently, "I understand. You can go now; I need to rest."

Since Fu Yanhe had already found this place, she believed he would soon find her.

What she needed to do now was to recuperate her body and try not to be a burden.

Shen Zhong wished to say more but eventually nodded silently, packed up the thermos, and left.

Once he had closed the door, Shen Yanhe burrowed into the quilt, took off her bra, and slipped her fingers into where the padding usually was.

She retrieved a thumb-sized black block-like object from inside.

Shen Yanhe pressed a small switch on it with her fingertip, and the block-like object projected a small hologram.

Shen Yanhe then took out a small chip and inserted it into the black block-like object.

A semi-transparent small keyboard was projected below.

Shen Yanhe, enduring the pain, sprawled on the bed, her fingertips silently and rapidly dancing across the transparent keyboard.

-

Meanwhile.

Just as Shen Zhong carried the insulated box back to his residence, he saw a figure standing at the doorway.

Kim, with his arms crossed, leaned against the wall, his green eyes looking at Shen Zhong, "I saw it; you gave her the layout of the lab."

Shen Zhong, expressionless, stepped forward to open the door, his voice very faint, "So what?"

Kim frowned, following Shen Zhong inside, "Aren’t you going to explain to me? Or do you want to help her escape from here?"

"Doctor, I understand how you feel, but don’t forget, our lives are still in the BOSS’s hands, you can’t escape..."

Kim hadn’t finished speaking when Shen Zhong, who was walking in front, suddenly lashed out, flinging the insulated box at Kim’s face.

The insulated box disintegrated in mid-air and hot soup splashed towards Kim.

Kim’s face showed shock, and he quickly dodged backward.

Shen Zhong took the opportunity to advance, pulling out a syringe from his pocket and fiercely stabbing it into Kim, injecting the syringe’s liquid into his body.

Kim’s pupils constricted. He pushed Shen Zhong away with great force, just about to speak when his body began to weaken, his throat swelling as if blocked by a foreign object.

His eyes bulged, his body collapsed to the ground, he uncontrollably reached out to clutch his throat, his face turning red, forehead veins bulging, and his eyes filled with bloodshot streaks.

"You... heh... Shen..."

Shen Zhong emotionlessly rose from the ground, his eyes revealing a chilling murderous intent.

Kim’s face grew redder, looking as if he were steamed, his breathing becoming more difficult.

He opened his mouth, struggling to crawl towards the door to call for help.

But just as he made it a little way out, Shen Zhong grabbed his foot and dragged him back.

He could only look on in despair as his breath slowly faded.

After confirming Kim’s death, Shen Zhong’s tense body finally relaxed.

He silently dragged Kim’s body into the room, his gaze resolute.

Now, he had only Yanhe left.

Anyone who could pose a threat to her should be nipped in the bud.

-

At the same time, in the Primitive Forest.

Fu Yanhe had already led his team to the location captured by the drone, where the house was.

Wearing combat gear, he lay in ambush in the forest.

Not far away, Yi Fang made a hand signal to him.

Fu Yanhe’s eyes sharpened, and he commanded in a low voice, "Move."

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