[BL] I Focus on My Career In Dog Blood Plots

Chapter 217

Mutant Management Association.

"Strange."

"What's wrong?" The assistant looked at the most special person within the association, the Dragon class mutant codenamed 'White Crow'.

"The trajectory of Z City has changed." White Crow had a nebula in his hand, through which he could see part of his 'destiny'.

There was a prophecy part to White Crow's ability, and he could even glimpse a bit of the country's destiny.

But unfortunately, the only things he can see are disasters and suffering.

Many people thought that if they knew their destiny, they would be able to avoid a lot of pits, however 'destiny' was very hard to be changed. They made a lot of effort, but after making the effort, their destiny returned to the starting point instead.

"Is it a good thing?" The assistant was apprehensive.

"A trouble that would have folded a few of our members and caused a huge uproar, disappeared. What on earth could have modified the trajectories of so many people?" White Crow looked at the nebula in his hand, trying to figure out the cause of change, but had no clue anyway.

"I'm going to make a trip to Z City."

Hospital.

"Thank you."

"Thank you for nothing, you still have to pay me back for the medical expenses that you advanced. When the surgery is successful, you shouldn't forget to seek reimbursement from the medical insurance for these expenses, it can be quite a lot." An Yinong sat on a chair outside the hospital room.

Sting didn't come with him and was in the store.

"It will be successful?"

"I hope her surgery is successful, it will be."

The middle-aged man took it as a good blessing, "Thank you, you've helped me so much. I've been living for forty years, but I haven't lived as well as you have."

"If you can't live to understand, just think while you live. Wasn't I like that before? Living a confused life."

More than two hours into the operation, the doctors came out. They said that the situation was much better than expected and that the operation went very well.

The middle-aged man who heard the news didn't control his tears, and he covered his face with his hands as he cried.

"Thank you." These were the words he said the most to An Yinong, "If it wasn't for you, I would have already lost her."

Seeing that the middle-aged man had calmed down and wouldn't have the dangerous thoughts he had before, An Yinong stood up, "Your mom needs you, I'll leave first. Call me on my cell phone if anything happens."

"I'll return the money to you as soon as possible." The middle-aged man had already thought about going to the department that recruited mutants.

Before, he hadn't thought about looking for this mutant association because the internet said they would engage in human experiments. But now he wanted to give it a try and catch those 'sharp edges' that he could.

"I'm not in a hurry." An Yinong shook his hand and walked away with particular panache, not seeing any physical pain from lending out tens of thousands of dollars at once.

The wallet was deflated again, miserable miserable miserable.

And also forgot to buy five-flower meat for Sting.

After that, the middle-aged man has not come to find him, An Yinong also did not anxious, he continued to poor and calm small life.

On this day he was cleaning a cat that was accidentally stained with paint in the bathroom.