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Chapter 179

Chapter 179

Yu Wenhao felt that things in the world were strange.

When he married Yuan Qingling, he thought that he would never look at her again or say a word to her calmly in his life. Of course, he would never use these three words to describe the two of them.

But now, it seems that some things are changing irrefutably.

I don’t know if things have changed or people have changed.

Speaking of changes, he slowly looked at Yuan Qingling. It could be seen that she had changed. No matter what she said or did, she was different from before.

I remember that when they first got married, she always came to him with excuses again and again, either to give him clothes or soup, or to embroider a purse, etc. He never looked at him with disdain, and there was a clear look in her eyes.

Resentful and sad, but at that time he didn't care, and even felt happy.

Because of disgust and hatred, I like to see her embarrassed and humiliated in all kinds of ways.

Half a year after getting married, I gradually got tired of this childish trick of embarrassing and humiliating her, and didn't want to see her again. If she hadn't told the Queen Mother that they had never consummated their marriage when she entered the palace, I'm afraid that by now, the two of them would never have sex again.

What an intersection.

He remembered that the change started after the consummation of the marriage.

I couldn't laugh or cry immediately. Is it really because we are married that we can ignore each other's unforgivable mistakes?

Yuan Qingling, who was in a coma, returned to the laboratory.

Sitting at the computer desk, looking at the messages on WeChat logged into the computer, her parents, sister, and brother all sent her messages. They were nothing more than the same messages as before, telling her to take a rest and not to be too tired.

She was lying on the computer desk, crying like a mess.

After crying, she walked around in the laboratory and looked at the closed door. There was a bear doll hanging on the door handle. On her birthday last year, she took her aunt and nephew to the claw machine and spent five dollars.

For ten dollars, I only got such a small bear doll. The little girl, who was like an angel, was so happy that I gave the bear doll to her, saying that it was a mascot.

She held it in her hand and stroked it, feeling very sad. She was afraid that she would never see her again in this life.

She held the door handle with her hand and twisted it open. The door made a "click" sound and the wind came in.

She was very nervous. Can she go out and meet other people in the laboratory? Can she still be the same as when she was living in this world?

She finally opened the door, and it was pitch dark outside, with only the faint light from the lamp in the hallway.

She was familiar with this scene. It was like this every time she worked overtime and went out late after get off work.

The door outside the laboratory was closed, and she put her thumb on the fingerprint lock, which could not be recognized.

Can't open.

My heart suddenly felt sad, it was just a dream after all.

She returned to her laboratory, and the previous test data could still be seen. She began to check the electroencephalogram of the monkey after the injection of the drug. After the injection, it was actually monitored every day and entered into the computer, so she had to check and compare.

It's also very convenient.

She wanted to find out whether her time travel was directly or indirectly related to this drug.

As she was looking at it, she suddenly felt a heavy weight on her right arm and couldn't lift it up, as if it was pressed down by something. She couldn't move it even with all her strength.

She was shocked. She had a stroke? Hemiplegia?

Her whole body bounced up, and she suddenly felt a severe pain in the back of her head. Her vision went dark, then suddenly brightened, and everything in front of her changed.

She looked dumbfounded at Yu Wenhao's head, which was resting on her arm. He was sleeping soundly. Isn't such a big head heavy? She was still injured.


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