Ding Chi returned home, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt unhappy. He looked at the 502 in his hand and probably could use it many times, so he made up his mind to when the glue of the 502 tube was used up, the matter would be over.

Sitting on the sofa, I spread my left palm and looked at the wound. Huh? A strange thing happened. Not only did the dense bleeding disappear, but the palms were smooth as if they had never been injured. I touched it with my right hand, and there was no pain, but only a little itchy feeling. What is this?

Could it be that the super powers healed by the mutagen that healed very quickly? Ding Chi touched his chin and thought about it. He planned to do an experiment. The bone-cleaning knife was on the coffee table, and he picked it up and gestured to his left hand for a long time but he didn't dare to do it. Ding Chi is usually quite capable of committing death, but committing death is different from self-harm. God knows what strange abilities the ghost thing has brought him. Perhaps the rapid healing of the wound is limited to small wounds, which is completely useless for large wounds?

Besides, this bone-clearing knife has no use for a long time. I won’t say how many bacteria there are on it, what if it turns into tetanus?

Carefully Ding Chi put down his bone-clearing knife, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find a very deep sewing bag. In order to prevent accidental infection, he also found medical alcohol and put the needle in the alcohol for a long time.

He pinched the needle in his hand and pointed it at his palm. Ding Chi gritted his teeth and stabbed it hard.

"hiss……"

Ten fingers connected to the heart, so painful that Ding Chi sucked the air conditioner and quickly pulled out the needle. After a closer look, he saw a red dot under the thumb of his palm, and a drop of blood beads were oozing out from the red dots. Ding Chi endured the pain and stared at the wound without blinking. One second, ten seconds, and thirty seconds, something strange happened. The blood beads outside the wound seemed to flow backwards, gradually shrunk, and eventually disappeared. After a minute, even the bleeding point disappeared. The location of the wound not only looked very smooth, but also felt the same to the touch. Pinching hard with his hands, there was also a little pain, but the pain was very mild. Five minutes later, even if the wound was pinched, there was no other feeling.

It was indeed healing at an extremely fast speed! Such a small wound healed completely within five minutes. What if the wound became bigger? Ding Chi became excited and locked his eyes on the bone-removing knife.

He ran into the kitchen to find a microwave lunch box, poured it with alcohol and soaked the bone knife in it. He calculated the time and was about to make a new round of attempts, and the knock on the door suddenly rang out.

Bang bang bang bang!

Ding Chi walked to the door and looked through the cat's eyes and saw Dafei standing there in a careless manner, knocking on the door and shouting: "Chizi, open the door!"

When Ding Chi opened the door, he saw Dafei swaying and swaying in, while changing his slippers, saying, "How lazy are you? It takes you no more than an hour to take a taxi to the hospital, so I have to make a toss. I don't know what medicine you used before, so I got you some fluconazole injections to treat fungal infections."

Ding Chi said: "Whatever you want, as long as it is an antibiotic."

Da Fei walked into the bedroom and saw the bone-cleaning knife soaked in the fresh-keeping box on the coffee table. He turned around and said in confusion: "What are you doing at home?"

"It's disgusting to eat takeout. I plan to cook by myself. The knife hasn't been useful for a long time. I'll use alcohol to sterilize it."

"Nervous! You'll have to soak it in alcohol... You didn't have this odor before?"

"Stop talking nonsense, give me an injection."

Dafei threw the medicine bag on the coffee table, unpacked the packaging slowly, and said lazily: "Don't worry, I have to do a skin test for you first."

"No need, I shouldn't be allergic. You can do it right."

"Tsk!" Dafei raised his eyes and looked at Ding Chi with contempt and said, "Come directly? Don't pull me up if you want to die. If you have something unexpected happens to you, I have to take responsibility. Don't talk to me. If you don't want to try it, I'll take the things and leave."

"Okay, okay." Ding Chi agreed and then started to make no words: "big    fly, I heard that you broke up with your girlfriend?"

"Yeah." Da Fei responded without raising his head and opening his eyes.

"How did you divide it?"

"What's your business?"

"Just chat."

Dafei probably had been depressed for a long time. He used a syringe to extract the medicine, squeezed out the air in the syringe, and whispered: "It was just last week that she sent me a WeChat message and said we'll break up."

"Then what?"

"I was having sex with Xu Kun at that time. I was shocked when I saw WeChat and called her directly. I didn't answer it after calling it a hundred times. Then I sent her a message, and I wanted to know why she wanted to break up."

"What's the matter?"

"And then I thought she never replied to the message. She was determined to share it. So I kept drinking with Xu Kun. At half past ten, she sent me a message: Sorry, I sent the wrong one."

Ding Chi: "..."

He patted Dafei's shoulder silently, and didn't know if it was an illusion, but he vaguely saw a blue light appearing on Dafei's messy hair.

"Let's think about it, the old ones don't go to the new ones. Brother another day will introduce you to a few young ladies from our company."

"Get out! None of the programs in your company are normal. You can run away when your arms are exposed! There are only two normal ones, and you can ward off evil spirits when you look at it."

Ding Chi rolled up his sleeves and watched Dafei perform a skin test for himself.

After pulling out the needle, Dafei sighed and said, "I have figured it out. Don't talk about relationships if I don't have money these days. Look at the group of people who show their love on TikTok. Dandan found a post-70s generation and kept saying it was true love. So I'm not in a hurry. Maybe my future wife is still receiving nine years of compulsory education now."

"Great idea! Xiaoqiang's child in our class is two years old and it's time to go to kindergarten next year. Why don't you focus on following up? By then, you talk to Xiaoqiang and call Xiaoqiang dad, and Xiaoqiang call you brother."

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" Dafei knew that Ding Chi was a mean person, so he didn't respond. He glanced at the eyelid and tried to try and said: "Hey? I'm starting to get the bag. You fucked you and said you're not allergic! Fortunately, I'm cautious, otherwise I'd have to let you kill me."

"Hmm?" Ding Chi looked down and saw a big bag on the position of the epithelium test on his arm. He reached out and touched it, and it was still a little swollen and painful.

"Are you too busy thinking about it today and want to commit suicide?" Dafei cursed, and quickly put the needle tube and the medicine into the bag, picked it up and left. "If you want to commit suicide, do it yourself, don't mess with me."

"Hey? You're leaving now? You keep the medicine, I bought it for the money."

"Get out! Even if I throw it away, I can't keep it for you. If you are really dead, I will still have joint responsibility." He vomited fragrance all the way and slammed the door and left.

Ding Chi sat on the sofa and looked at the bulge on his arm as if he was thinking. He had never had allergies, but now he suddenly became allergic. He felt that this was no coincidence. The bulge on his arm became bigger and swollen and taller, and then a yellowish-brown liquid poured out from the center. As the liquid gushed out, the bulge also shrunk little by little. After a few minutes, the position of the skin test returned to its original state. In addition to the surface, some yellowish-brown liquid remained, and no difference was seen from other positions.

Interestingly, the bacteria in the body are quite picky and will try to spit out what you don’t want to eat? It seems that the method of eliminating bacteria in the body by injecting antibiotics is not feasible. Even if you secretly get antibiotics and then hang a drip for yourself, maybe it will bulge your whole body and then vomit all the antibiotics that enter the body.

There was a rumbling sound in his stomach, and Ding Chi was hungry again. He looked at the time. At 17:21 in the afternoon, only four and a half hours had passed since his last meal. Ding Chi suddenly wanted to try it. He had not eaten anything and his body would react.

So he suppressed the desire to eat, sat on the sofa, and picked up the bone-clearing knife soaked in alcohol. The target of the test was still his left palm. This time he put his heart on his mind and used the sharp bone-clearing knife to cut a wound about three centimeters on his palm.

He watched the blood bleed out of the wound and ticked along his wrist on the coffee table. After a while, the wound no longer gushed out. Then, like a video tape that was being played backward, the blood was gradually withdrawn into the wound, and finally the wound disappeared without even the scar. Ding Chi looked at it for a minute and a half. After touching the wound, he could still feel the pain. But five minutes later, the wound was completely gone.

It seems that he was transformed by mutagen and has the ability to heal quickly. He put his right hand inadvertently on the coffee table. A strange thing happened. The blood drops that were about to solidify suddenly moved and attached to his fingers, and suddenly penetrated into his fingers. Ding Chi didn't feel it from beginning to end.

The hunger in his abdomen became more and more intense, so strong that it had disrupted Ding Chi's normal thinking. His mind was full of sweets. Trying to restrain his desires, Ding Chi felt that the experiment could not continue. If the major artery was cut off without any lightness or severeness, what would be known if there was still a rescue.

The stomach twitched and the pain was heartbreaking. Ding Chi forced himself to climb onto the bed, lay there, thinking about going to bed, and he would not be hungry after falling asleep. The twitching of the stomach stopped, and started again, and stopped again. This repeated, so Ding Chi could not think normally. He simply closed his eyes and thought nothing.

He was still asleep. When he opened his eyes, it was already early the next morning. When he opened his eyes, Ding Chi muttered: "I've got it through. It seems that it's no big deal if I don't eat."

He stretched out his arms and tried to stretch his waist, but suddenly found that something was pulling his left hand. He looked at it with his head turned and Ding Chi's pupils suddenly contracted, feeling creepy!

His left hand was still very good, but five yellow silk-like objects extended from his fingertips. The silk-like objects were crooked and sometimes connected, and sometimes divided into more branches. The ghost things extended all the way from the bed to the floor, and then extended to the coffee table, and then went into the mouth of the plastic bag to wrap all the desserts. The worst thing was that one and a half bags of desserts were completely gone, and the other was only half left!

Ding Chi suppressed the fear in his heart, and groped with his right hand to pull out the bone-calling knife from under the pillow, slowly lifted it up, and then quickly fell down. Puff! The silky object was cut off, and some yellow-brown liquid flowed out. As the silky objects shrank violently, they left the plastic bag, the coffee table, and quickly rushed towards the bed along the same path.
Chapter completed!