Luo Xiao walked over with a white porcelain plate and handed it to him, "Try it?"

Mo Nanjue's eyelids twitched slightly and did not answer. Luo Xiao maintained his movements, "Give me some face. I did it when I was in London, and Chen An said it tasted pretty good."

Perhaps the word Chen An worked, Mo Nanjue's thin lips pursed slowed down, and finally reached out to take the plate.

Luo Xiao stared at his movements, and Mo Nanjue took a bite, and he hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

The man said coldly, "It's unpalatable."

“…”

Asking him to say delicious food is harder than climbing to the sky.

Mo Nanjue looked at him coldly, and was still a little curious, "What do you usually do at home?"

Did you look at Tong Ran’s photos for a moment?!

"Reading, dazed, sleeping."

"Not?"

Luo Xiao raised his eyes and said, "What else can I do except these?"

“…”

He is living the life of a mountaintop cave man?!

Mo Nanjue pursed his thin lips and his face looked ugly.

Luo Xiao came to the windowsill, and Mo Nanjue leaned against the cabinet door. Although he said it was unpalatable, he still didn't throw it away, "Don't you eat?"

"I've cut my stomach and I can't eat a lot of things," Luo Xiao supported the windowsill with both hands. He turned his head, "Mo Nanjue, you're almost finished your medicine?"

Mo Nanjue's index finger tapped twice on the edge of the plate, "You always like to talk nonsense."

"What are you going to do?" Luo Xiao turned around, "I can't get that kind of medicine, and it requires materials and ratios. It turns out that Chen An was responsible for these. He taught me, but we are all laymen, unless we have been studying medicine in elementary school, otherwise it won't work."

"What else can I do?" Mo Nanjue lightly flipped the beef on the plate, his eyes were low, "As long as I can't die, there will be a way."

"If I come back in two years, maybe..."

"Tong Ran will wait until he collapses. Don't you understand her?"

“…”

As soon as he said this, Luo Xiao was speechless.

He was right. If it was a little later, let alone two years, even two months or even two weeks...

Tong Ran might really not be able to hold on. A day is hard for her. Mo Nanjue can stand up and return to Las Vegas immediately after recovering slightly because he knows that she is in pain...

He knew she must be waiting, so he didn't want to make her suffer for one more day.

Time doesn’t wait for anyone, and if you miss a day, you may regret it for the rest of your life.

Luo Xiao knew this well, so he didn't continue talking. He also knew Mo Nanjue's physical condition, and he could only take one step at a time to see the current situation...

After all, no one can guess what will happen tomorrow.

He came to the desk and took out a tube of reagent from the drawer. "I'm still thinking of a solution to DK's antidote. You can ask Xiao Ran to inject this first and try it. Inject it before going to bed, there are no side effects."

Mo Nanjue raised his eyelids. Luo Xiao knew his caution and said first, "Don't worry, there is no poison."

Mo Nanjue reached out to take it, turned around and walked outside, "Li Qin will let you know as long as he takes action."

"good."

Luo Xiao also walked out of the study room. He glanced casually and suddenly found that the photos in the bookcase were gone. He was stunned and rushed to the door a few steps, "Mo Nanjue!"

He grabbed his wrist and Mo Nanjue turned his handsome face coldly. Luo Xiao raised his head and said, "Give me the photo back."

Mo Nanjue coldly shook his hand away, "Don't force me to hit you."
Chapter completed!