In the research room, Bo Xingzhi's handsome face turned pale, and his cold eyes and pupils shrank.
The clenched fists declared the pain at this time.
"Mr. Bo, if you continue to smoke, you will die!" a researcher shouted.
The instrument has begun to make a piercing scream.
"It's not enough, it's far from enough..." Bo Xingzhi shook his head, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, and after a while he uttered three words, "Keep pumping!"
The pain made him couldn't help but clench his fist and bring it to his lips.
His white teeth bit into his fist, and he suppressed the pain that was so painful that it made him want to faint.
The pain was raging like a tsunami.
However, he endured it.
When it was all over, he lay silently on the narrow bed.
His handsome face was pale, and two researchers and a doctor and nurse were helping him bandage his wounds.
The blood stained the gauze red, but he didn't seem to feel anything.
The dark eyes were slightly closed, and the thick and long eyelashes were trembling slightly. At this time, he was suffering from great pain.
But he remained silent. If his quivering, bloodless thin lips hadn't betrayed him, others wouldn't have been able to tell what he had just done.
It hurts, how could it not hurt? But when he thinks of his sacrifice, as long as he can make Ruan Su well, his body seems to contain great courage.
Can face all cruelty.
Not to mention his flesh and blood body, he would not hesitate even if it was his soul and his life. He didn't want her to disappear from this world.
Just the thought of never seeing her or hearing her voice again...his chest hurt as if several big rocks were crushing him. Even if she scolded him every day in the future, as long as she was alive...everything was...
the best.
After resting in the research room for a long time, he slowly got up.
It was already late at night when Song Yan came to pick him up.
Looking at the haggard and pale man, Song Yan quickly supported him and asked, "Master, how are you?"
"I'm fine." Bo Xingzhi's voice was faint and weak. He didn't want Ruan Su to see him, so he had to leave here quickly.
Song Yan nodded and helped him leave.
The black Bentley was speeding on the road at midnight.
Song Yan sent Bo Xingzhi to a nearby private hospital.
The hospital is extremely confidential and charges a high price.
The emergency doctor was shocked when he saw Bo Xingzhi's chest stained red with blood as he staggered in.
"Why were you so seriously injured?"
Bo Xingzhi's face was pale, his expression was cold, and he refused to say a word.
Song Yan said coldly, "We need to be hospitalized."
After all the procedures were completed and Bo Xingzhi lay down in the ward, he finally slowly closed his eyes and fell into endless darkness.
No matter how strong your physical fitness is, you can't help being so tormented.
Song Yan has been staying by his side, watching the usually strong and powerful man look so weak now.
He couldn't help but shook his head helplessly.
The young master's affection for Miss Ruan is really deep and bottomless.
Early in the morning.
Ruan Su rubbed his eyes and when he woke up in the lounge of the research room, he found that it was already eight o'clock in the morning.
The faint sunlight, glowing with gold, poured in through the window.
She sat up and found that the poison on her body had spread to her neck.
If it spreads further, it will reach the mouth, nose, and brain... If Bo Xingzhi kisses her, he will also be infected.
It has not spread to the mouth and nose before...
Ruan Su shook her head and her face felt slightly hot. At this time, how could she think of kissing Bo Xingzhi?
What she should be worried about is how many days she can survive!
Taking a long breath, she went to wash up.
While eating breakfast, she asked Jiang Xinyu, whose eyes were red and bloodshot, "How is the antidote?"
Jiang Xinyu's heart ached slightly, and he raised his red bloodshot eyes to look at her, "I guess he'll be out in the afternoon."
"So fast?" Ruan Su felt a little incredible.
I had no clue before, so why is it progressing so fast now?
It always felt like she missed something, it was fleeting, but she couldn't catch it.
After breakfast, she went directly into the research room, and Jiang Xinyu didn't stop her this time.
Each of the eight researchers had a bowl of bright red liquid on their experimental table, which seemed to be blood?
Blood?
Where did so much blood come from?
What is the blood used for?
Ruan Su slightly raised her delicate eyebrows. She had a delicate appearance, three-dimensional and small facial features, and a delicate and straight nose.
A pair of glass-like dark eyes flashed slightly, just because - she saw something familiar.
Under the corner of an experimental table, she saw a dark red suit pocket towel.
A thin pocket square?
Why are you here?
Ruan Su thought of the scene last night when Jiang Xinyu stopped her and refused to let her go to the research room.
Could it be that there is something being hidden from her?
Ruan Su frowned deeper.
She bent over, took the pocket towel in her hand, and turned around to go out.
Jiang Xinyu saw her coming out and yawned, "I stayed awake all night last night. I'm going to take a rest now."
"Jiang Xinyu, this pocket square is from Bo Xingzhi, why is it here?" Ruan Su narrowed his eyes and stared at Jiang Xinyu, not missing any expression on his face.
Jiang Xinyu said with a playful smile as usual, "Oh, how could this be from Bo Xingzhi? This is mine. I left it behind yesterday."
He grabbed the pocket towel from Ruan Su's hand and said, "Boss, are you thinking about Mr. Bo?"
?If you miss him, go find him!"
It is estimated that given his current physical condition, it is impossible for him to see you.
Jiang Xinyu thought quietly in his heart.
Ruan Su always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.
Jiang Xinyu went to rest.
The sun is shining brightly outside.
Ruan Su took a bottle of drink from the refrigerator and went directly to the open-air balcony of the research room.
The balcony is about fifty meters wide, with a wicker chair and coffee table in the middle, surrounded by wisteria.
There are some green plant pots placed on the ground, and the sunlight shines in, casting mottled light and shadow.
The breeze blows and it's very comfortable.
This is usually a place where employees or researchers can rest and relax when they are tired.
Ruan Su lay on the wicker chair and took a sip of the drink.
To be continued...