"Come on." Shen quietly turned her head to her left shoulder, revealing her slender neck lines.
"I don't know the side effects yet. Theoretically speaking, it will be much better than the previous inhibitor. But your body... In short, if you have any discomfort, please tell me so that I can improve the medicine in the future." Ruan Yu warned.
The metal syringe as thick as a thumb contained countless nano-needles. As soon as it penetrated the back of the neck, Shen Qiao felt a burning sensation.
Immediately afterwards, the heartbeat began to accelerate, and the skin all over the body became more sensitive to touch.
Ruan Yu retracted his hand, injected the medicine in the syringe from her neck, and then transferred it to the back of her shoulder, all the way to the shoulder.
Soon, the stung skin turned strangely red, like a layer of bright rashes, or like marks after being kissed ambiguously.
Shen quietly lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly, "Brother Ruan Yu, this medicine of yours seems a bit unserious."
"It's just skin rejection. It's much better than expected." Ruan Yu put the empty syringe back into the box. Then he clicked on the terminal on his wrist and started timing.
"Within an hour, if there are no symptoms such as fever, coma, shock, etc., I can leave."
"Why doesn't it hurt?" Apart from the numbness in his shoulders, the medicine was too gentle. Shen shook his neck quietly and pulled up his clothes.
"Are you sure it really works?"
"Wouldn't you know if you try it?" Ruan Yu's tone was calm, and a trace of imperceptible tenderness flashed through his eyes.
Ruan Yu personally injected Shen Qingqiao's inhibitors in recent years. He had seen the horror of nightmares, and had also seen Shen Qingqing's painful stomach cramps, and her whole body shaking in embarrassment.
Seeing her sitting there quietly now, not sweating profusely or fainting from pain, Ruan Yu finally felt relieved.
Fortunately, his hard work was not in vain.
"Brother Ruan Yu, thank you." Shen quietly touched his neck and his eyes gradually brightened.
She clearly felt the effect of the medicine. Her originally painful brain felt like it was bathing in warm spring water. Her whole body felt comfortable down to the pores, and her mental power was obviously under control. She even felt that using SS-level mental power now would not cause serious problems. Backlash.
This feeling is simply wonderful!
Seeing Shen Qingqing's surprised look, Ruan Yu couldn't help but remind him.
"There may be side effects."
"I feel very good now." Shen quietly responded to his reminder, "Maybe the new medicine has no side effects?"
After all, Ruan Yu is so smart. He is the youngest professor at the institute and the light of the future.
Probably because Shen Qiao had suffered too much before, the new medicine was very successful this time. The one-hour observation period passed without any surprise, and Shen Qiao didn't feel any discomfort except for those ambiguous red marks on her neck.
"When will this disappear?" Shen Qingqing was a little irritated.
Ruan Yu reached out and touched it. There was no change in the softness of the skin. It should be an ordinary rejection.
"It will disappear tomorrow at the latest." Ruan Yu retracted his fingertips calmly, pulled off the medical gloves, packed his things and prepared to leave.
Shen Qingqing also returned to work. She had other things to deal with.
"If anything happens, remember to contact me." Ruan Yu warned him again before leaving.
Shen quietly found an invitation letter on the table. While flipping through it, he waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, brother Ruan Yu, you are really getting more and more verbose."
Ruan Yu, who was disliked for being verbose, was slightly startled and swallowed the words that came to his lips. Forget it, there shouldn't be any big problem.
The office became quiet again, and Shen quietly looked at the large golden characters on the invitation, finally becoming somewhat interested.
"Auction?"
It seems that after the chaos in the empire, it attracted a lot of people's attention.
The water is muddy, and everyone wants to come over to get some benefits. Even the deeply hidden "Baoxuan Pavilion" in the eight major galaxies has come. I don't know how many auction items they have prepared this time, and what kind of disturbance they want to cause in the empire. .
Shen quietly checked the time and called Heiyu in. "Go and make arrangements. I'm going to the auction tomorrow."
The next day, Shen Qiao quietly took several of his subordinates and participated in the auction as the owner of the kestrel in a very low-key manner.
With Kestrel's current status, Shen Qingqing was arranged to be a guest as soon as she handed over her invitation. Before entering, everyone needed to be checked to prevent anyone from carrying weapons.
Not only that, the privacy security at the auction venue is also very strict. Not only is there a legendary jammer that can resist SSS-level mental detection, but every guest who participates in the auction will also be given a mask to prevent their identity from being exposed.
Most of the people who can get invitations from Baoxuan Pavilion are rich or noble. People don't want to mess with Baoxuan Pavilion, so naturally they won't cause trouble in their place.
When Shen came in quietly, he was only allowed to bring two subordinates with him. This was already a preferential treatment for senior guests.
She was led all the way to the private room on the second floor by the waiter. The environment and view here were very good. But the most wealthy and powerful place was still on the third floor.
How many forces are there in the people who came to the empire this time? What do they want to do? Do they plan to secretly support the eldest prince or the third prince in their fight for the throne?
Shen Qingqing's mood was very complicated. She didn't want too many people to intervene, so that the situation would be beyond her control.
After putting on the mask, Shen quietly opened the window of the private room, where he could see the auction stage at a glance.
The show stage is very large and is tightly protected by a giant defensive cover. There are many seats below, which should be ordinary nobles participating in the auction.
Shen quietly glanced at the crowd several times, and she actually saw a few familiar faces through the mask, but they were all useless prodigal sons of the empire, or some mediocre old guys. But most of them looked unfamiliar. They may be people from other galaxies, or lords on other small planets in the empire.
There were many VIP boxes on the second floor. As the auction time was about to begin, everyone opened their windows one after another.
Shen Qiao took a cursory glance and found nothing, but she felt that someone was observing her. They were more curious and some were malicious, but there was nothing to be afraid of.
"Ladies and gentlemen, our auction will officially begin in ten minutes. Please get your number tags and from now on, do not leave the auction, otherwise we will not be able to guarantee your safety."
On the radio, the voice of the auction organizer appeared. He was smiling and seemed to be very satisfied with the full house today!
As soon as the words fell, the crowd downstairs began to whisper to each other. Some people could recognize familiar people even if they were wearing masks, but everyone knew it tacitly.
There was a knock on the door of Shen Quiet's private room, and a young waiter walked in respectfully with a tray.
In the tray was Shen Qingqi's number plate for today, No. 56.
It looked pretty good. Shen quietly took the sign and nodded.
At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in her sight. He was sitting in the second row of the catwalk, with his long legs spread out, and his posture was so arrogant that it made people's eyes hurt just by looking at him.