"An accident?" Yang Ting asked in shock: "Why was there a car accident?"
"People from the Z base did it." Huang Rui was furious. Xu Zimo's NDA couldn't find the species, and Yang Ting's NDA couldn't find the species either. Maybe they were both cloned hybrids, both from experiments at the Z base.
Product. This dangerous mutant must be eliminated first to make people feel at ease.
"Is he dead?" Yang Ting asked with concern.
"Get out!" Huang Rui's lungs exploded with anger, "If I die, will it be your turn to greet me?"
"It's better if you're not dead." Yang Ting hung up Huang Rui's call decisively, jumped up from the bed and drove straight to the hospital without even rinsing his teeth.
In less than half an hour, he drove to the hospital, holding a large bouquet of flowers in his left hand and a thermos flask in his right hand. Well, he would not tell her that Yang Mu spent two hours making the soup specially for Liao Bi, except that he took advantage of Yang
Mu carelessly took it away. Giving it to a bitch to drink is not as good as nourishing it to an old woman.
When she walked into the ward, she saw Wen Wan's forehead wrapped in gauze. There was a faint trace of blood on the gauze, and her face was pale.
Yang Ting placed the flowers next to him, looked at Huang Rui who stared at him with eyes that seemed to be eating people, and asked, "Can you see the driver's face clearly?"
"I wrote down the license plate number, but according to the car owner, the car was stolen half a month ago. The perpetrator was wearing a mask, and the camera at the intersection did not catch his face. The police are still investigating."
"A bunch of trash." Yang Ting muttered in a low voice and waved casually to Huang Rui, "You go out, I'll stay here with her."
Yang Ting sat down in front of the hospital bed and stared at Wen Wan quietly, "Tsk, tsk, you should be gentler when you sleep, not so fierce."
"..." Huang Rui's face was filled with black lines, and he subconsciously wanted to draw a gun and beat him into a sieve.
"Well..." Huang Rui just took out the gun from his pocket and groaned softly in a daze. He quickly put the gun back and stared at Yang Ting warily.
Wen Wan opened her heavy eyes with difficulty, and the first thing she saw was Yang Ting's stern and brilliant face. Her mind went blank, and it wasn't until the severe pain in her body brought her consciousness back, "Where is...?"
"Hospital." Yang Ting showed his white teeth, "The doctor said you have a concussion. Do you remember who I am?"
With the clarity of consciousness, Wen Wan's head twitched violently, "Why are you here?"
Yang Ting's eyes rolled around twice, "Wan, I am your boyfriend, do you remember?"
Wen Wan's face was full of black lines, "Little bastard, go and play."
Yang Ting curled her lips in depression, and said in despair: "It would be great if I lost my memory." What's wrong with him, she just can't see it?
Huang Rui pulled the annoying Yang Ting aside and said anxiously: "Sister Wen, how do you feel now?"
Wen Wan wanted to sit up, but unexpectedly she touched the fractured foot, which was so painful that she even broke into cold sweat. Huang Rui quickly held her shoulder down and said, "Don't move, your left foot is injured."
"What happened?" Wen Wan's mind was paralyzed and she couldn't think of anything.
"You were hit by a car when you came out of the coffee shop. You have been unconscious all night."
Wen Wan stared blankly at the white ceiling, struggling to touch the gauze on her head. Fuzzy shadows, dazzling lights, and sharp brakes appeared in her mind...
"Where is Mo Fanrui?" Wen Wan suddenly grabbed his hand nervously, "Is Mo Fanrui okay?"
Huang Rui was stunned, "...What Mo Fanrui?"
Huang Rui's hand slowly loosened its grip, and Wen Wan lay weakly on the bed. After a long time, she asked tiredly: "Where is Xu Zimo?"
Mentioning Xu Zimo, Huang Rui gritted his teeth and said, "He is in the intensive care unit. The situation is quite serious. We need to continue to observe him." The bastard, it had been more than ten hours. Tang Shengjie had been watching him in the basement all night, and there was still one
He was hanging with a half-dead breath. During the day, he was afraid that the police would come to investigate and collect evidence, so he had to send him back to the intensive care unit and wait for him to die.
Wen Wan worried: "Is it going to be life-threatening?"
Huang Rui hesitated for a while, "Probably... not possible." Sure enough, she subconsciously mistook Xu Zimo for Mo Fanrui.
Hearing that Xu Zimo was not in danger, Wen Wan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and closed her eyes with heavy eyelids to continue resting.
Yang Ting pushed Huang Rui away, brought the thermos pot in front of Wen Wan, and said happily: "Bowl, the soup I made specially for you is most suitable for injured patients. Can you take a few sips?"
Wen Wan couldn't help but said blearily, "Let it go, I want to sleep for a while first."
Yang Ting was anxious, "No, I've been cooking the soup for several hours. You just have a taste. Don't waste my efforts."
Huang Rui forced his mother-in-law Yang Ting out of the ward and said with a dark face: "She just woke up from injury and needs rest to regain her energy. Please go back quickly and don't harass her."
Yang Ting was unhappy, "She is my sister, let me see what's wrong with her?"
Huang Rui issued an eviction order, "Thank you for your kindness, but it's past the visiting hours now. Come back next time."
"Where's Xu Zimo?" Yang Ting sat down on a chair in the corridor unwillingly, "Because of Wenwan, we can be considered partners. Let's talk about the car accident last night."
Huang Rui didn't want to talk to Yang Mu at all, but he wanted to find out his details, so he told him about the car accident. Yang Ting frowned and asked in confusion: "Why did Xu Zimo save her?"
Huang Rui sat down aside, lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, "Ask me, who should I ask?"
"Sacrifice your life to save Wen Wan, because you either love her or want to infiltrate your ranks." Yang Ting analyzed bluntly: "I think the latter possibility is more likely, just like Liao Bi entangled Yang Mu, she just wanted to investigate me."
"He thinks?" Huang Rui snorted coldly: "That depends on whether he has that fate."
"Is the injury serious?" Yang Ting asked with raised eyebrows.
"The internal organs were injured, the ribs were inserted into the lungs, and he probably only had half a breath left."
Yang Ting showed a smile, "It seems that Xu Zimo's bet was too much."
Huang Rui called Tang Shengjie, "Is that guy dead?"
"He hasn't died yet." Tang Shengjie, who had been staying in the intensive care unit, yawned. "It's been happening intermittently. It scared me several times. If it continues, I'm afraid he won't die, so I'll die first."
Huang Rui said in astonishment: "Intermittent, what do you mean?"
"You'll know after you take a look at some of them." Perhaps the clone mutants coming out of the laboratory are more tenacious, but other than that, he really couldn't think of any other possibility.
Xu Zimo couldn't die no matter what. Huang Rui was so irritated that he got up and went to the intensive care unit. This bastard will die sooner or later. If he dies early, he will be born early. He still hasn't closed his eyes!
Yang Ting followed Xu Zimo to the intensive care unit. The two of them put on dust-free clothes and disinfected their bodies before entering the ward. Huang Rui looked at Xu Zimo, who was covered in tubes and looked like a vegetative state. Judging from his condition and the data displayed by the instruments, he was absolutely
Can't live more than five minutes.
Damn it, the heartbeat monitor is straight! Just when Huang Rui breathed a sigh of relief, it jumped from a straight line to a curve...
Once, twice, three times...
"What's going on?" Huang Rui's eyes were as big as bells, "Why isn't he dead?"
"What's all the fuss about?" Tang Shengjie said calmly, "I'm used to it."
"You really want him to die?" Yang Ting stood in front of the hospital bed, looking deeply at Xu Zimo, whose face was wrapped in white gauze.
"He has been thinking of ways to get close to Sister Wen, and now he is even risking his life, which shows that he is very determined. Since he looks very similar to Mo Fanrui, I am afraid that Sister Wen will not help but think of him as Mo Fanrui over time.
Rui, I'm afraid then..."
Tang Shengjie and Huang Rui lowered their heads to discuss. They felt that Xu Zimo's purpose of saving Wen Wan was not pure, and they could not take this risk.
Listening to the discussion between the two, Yang Ting was quite speechless. He reached out and took off Xu Zimo's oxygen mask, and asked coldly: "Is it so difficult to die alone?"
"You..." Tang Shengjie always entered the operating room to save people, and this was the first time he committed murder. In fact, he knew very well that Xu Zimo's death would only be good for everyone, but natural death and deliberate murder are two different things.
Seeing that he wanted to save Xu Zimo, Huang Rui grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the ward, "Woman's kindness, have you forgotten how Zong Yi died? You and Wen Wan are too soft-hearted, and they will kill everyone sooner or later. Xu Zimo is
Who? He is not an ordinary person, but a controlled mutant who came out of Base Z. If we don’t kill him today, he will kill us in the future.”
"I am a mutant just like him, but today I..." Cannibalism, the tragedy of mutants, how could he do it?
"You are different from him. He is a crazy pervert controlled by the Z group." Huang Rui looked at Yang Ting who was still in the intensive care unit. "He is also a mutant. Maybe he is a little cruel in his actions, but he is absolutely
There will be no future trouble."
Tang Shengjie struggled in pain and turned away, not having the guts to turn around and see the ward.
Yang Ting kept standing in front of the hospital bed, seemingly talking to Xu Zimo, and left the ward after a while.
Coming out of the ward, Huang Rui coughed, "What did you say to him?"
"Let him go on a good journey and don't become a mutant again next time he is reincarnated."
The three men sat down in the lounge outside the intensive care unit. Yang Ting was silent for a long time before saying: "Leave it to me to investigate the car accident. Of course, if you don't believe me, you can also investigate it yourself."
Huang Rui asked: "How do you plan to check?"
Yang Ting showed a faint uninhibited smile, "I have seen your abilities during this period of time. To put it mildly, Wen Wan can lead you to this point in five years, which is already very good, but you have to deal with Z
The base is far from enough. You can’t see the existence of base z, and neither can I. In that case, why don’t we cooperate?”
Huang Rui asked: "You say one thing and do another, how can we believe you?"
"I gave you clues and evidence about Xian Zongyi. I also solved the trouble in the ward for you just now." Yang Rui mocked: "What else do I need to do before you can believe me?"