Another month passed, Bořik's health was getting better and better, and his long-cherished wish became a reality.

King Bozhike not only became the husband of the whole people of Qiyang City, but even became a heartthrob among women.

Now, the most important thing for King Bořik to do is to dress up and parade around the streets of the city.

Every time he travels, countless young women greet him on both sides of the street, some cheering him on, some throwing five-colored petals at him, and Bořík enjoys the atmosphere of the rain of petals.

Of course, this also means that the organ replacement surgery has been a great success, and he himself is very happy with his current state.

Bořik held a grand celebratory dinner, at which he boasted fiercely about his handsome appearance and strong body, in addition to the great compliments and praise of his courtiers.

All kinds of sensual compliments, as well as the envious gazes around him, greatly satisfied Bourge's self-esteem; Already intoxicated, he staggered to his feet, came to Dormu in person, bowed deeply, and said gratefully:

"Doctor, I, an old man who is nearly 1,500 years old, can have today, all thanks to your medical achievements, please accept my heartfelt respect!"

The doctor also gave Bourgek a glass of wine in return, "Your Majesty, my credit for this is nothing, mainly because of your good preparations, coupled with God's protection, to achieve the perfect result of the operation. ”

Bořik asked with great interest: "So, what about the remaining organs?" ”

Several old ministers immediately walked out, "Your Majesty, you have successfully 'reborn', and what about us old ministers, we also want to be 'reborn' once, you must not forget our loyal old ministers." ”

Bozhike nodded, "Of course, of course, how could I have forgotten you, the country is still counting on you to work for a few hundred more years." ”

The old ministers knelt down and kowtowed, tears of excitement, as if they also saw what their future youth would look like.

"Even if you all do age-reducing transplants, it is impossible to run out of organs in our library, what will happen to the rest?"

Bořik's question came a little suddenly, and everyone didn't know how to answer it for a while.

"Haha! I don't need you to think about it, I've thought it all out; I will set up a 'old age rejuvenation' research institute in Qiyang City, no matter which galaxy the princes and nobles can come to the institute for transplantation as long as they can afford the sky-high price, of course, we can also consider selling the surplus organs to other galaxies. ”

This whimsical idea won the unanimous praise of the courtiers, "Your Majesty, you are so clever that no one but you would have thought of such a unique business. ”

The wrinkled trade secretary interjected flatteringly: "This must be your new brain functioning." ”。

"Yes, since I started using my new brain, I suddenly feel completely enlightened, and every now and then a new idea pops into the air, which is a good feeling!" ”

The doctor said: "Your Majesty's idea is indeed good, but if this is the case, then the number of our professional doctors needs to be greatly increased, and we must plan in advance and pay close attention to training." ”

"Doctor, I appoint you as the first director of the institute, and you can arrange the specific things, and you don't need to ask for instructions to report."

While everyone was happily discussing, Bourge suddenly threw himself on the back of his chair, his eyes turned up, and his hands and feet twitched.

"What's the matter, King?"

"Your Majesty has fainted, call the doctor."

Many people were frightened by Bourgek's sudden fainting, and the atmosphere that had been happy just now instantly cooled down, and they were a little overwhelmed.

Fortunately, Dr. Dormu had a lot of experience in first aid, and he immediately had Bořik flat on the floor, and he personally administered first aid.

Bořik gradually woke up, he forced his blank eyes open, looked at everyone, the corners of his mouth were a little crooked, and his words were not clear, "Doctor, what is the matter with me-me-this?" ”

"Your Majesty, you were fine just now, but I don't know why you suddenly fainted."

Bořik said vaguely: "You - don't worry, I'm now - young people, I'm fine!" ”

After saying this, the king fainted again, and Bozhke was rushed to the hospital, where he underwent a comprehensive and detailed examination, and finally found out that Bozhke had a heart problem.

When Bourg woke up again, he became weaker, and his voice was as small as that of a mosquito, "Doctor, what's the matter, have you found the reason?" ”

The doctor said, "Your Majesty, everything else is normal, except for your heart; There's always a singular bioelectric signal that's interfering with its normal functioning, and this signal comes in with the donor heart. ”

"Biopotential signal, what biopotential signal?"

Seeing that Bozhike was confused, the doctor was ruthless, "I'd better say it directly, so you can understand that your heart has been invaded by 'evil spirits'." ”

Hearing the word "evil spirit", Bozhike almost fainted again, tears dripping down the corners of his eyes, this blow was indeed a bit big, he felt like he had fallen from heaven to hell in an instant.

"Your Majesty," the Dr. added, "this demon-infected heart needs to be removed as soon as possible, or other organs may become infected as well, so you will need a second heart transplant." ”

"Then let's have surgery, what are you waiting for, you guys! Hey—" Bourg let out a long sigh.

"However, this time only one person's heart can be used."

"Who's?"

"Your youngest son, Dergus."

Bourgik exclaimed, "Why, Doctor? We have so many hearts in Curry. ”

"To avoid further accidents, we went through a rigorous selection process and found that only your son was the perfect choice this time," said the doctor. ”

Boříke thought about it all night, and the next morning he made up his mind to use his son's heart for a second transplant and then give him another heart.

When he went to ask for his son, the guards reported that Degus had fled overnight.

"You want to kill me, this unscrupulous son! I ought to have caught him last night," exclaimed Berzhek, "and immediately send someone to get him back." ”

The palace immediately sent four groups of men and horses to chase them in speedboats in all directions, and finally next to a small river in the west of the city, Prince Degus was overtaken.

Degus looked at the soldiers gathered around, he drew his ray gun, and cried out with a smile: "Oh my God, open your eyes and look at this sad and ridiculous world, it is said that 'tigers do not eat children', but my father wants to take my heart alive." ”

Degus fired several shots at his chest, and the sound of the shots startled several wild ducks in the river and flew away with a "quack".

Degus fell to the ground, and the accompanying doctor immediately dissected his chest, fortunately, Degus's heart was not hit by the pistol and was still pounding.

In this way, a living heart was placed in a portable cold box and returned to the hospital with the ship.

Hearing that his son's heart had been retrieved, Bořík's hanging heart was finally put down; As for how Degus committed suicide by the river, Berzhke was not in the mood to listen to that process at this time.

The second heart transplant was also successful, and although Bořík's body could not recover from the condition after the first operation, his life was saved for the time being.

For this result, Bořik was obviously a little unwilling, but Dr. Dormu kept advising him:

"Your Majesty, please relax, this heart is enough to support you to live, and when our institute is built, we will make scientific research progress as soon as possible, and you will be satisfied by then, and your image will definitely illuminate Qiyang City again."

"Well, good! I like it so much, I miss that feeling of being empty; Then wait patiently and look forward to that day. ”

King Bozhike said this, but secretly planned in his heart: "Whatever, at least for now I am still the king, as long as I can live one more day, I will sit in the king's seat for one more day, and nothing else matters!" ”