When the elevator door slowly closed, he showed a look of exhaustion. It wasn't that he didn't feel distressed, but in order to take off the golden hoop curse that Ye Hen had placed on Qiu Mo, he had to insist on doing this. Compared with that little distress,
What he cares more about is that she is safe and sound. He has almost started from scratch. As long as she is by his side, it doesn't matter if he does it again. What's more, he does not only have the Leng family as an asset. Losing the Leng family is also
It won't go bankrupt.
Seeing the elevator numbers beating rapidly, Leng Ningyu was still sitting at the elevator entrance. Li Xiang stood behind him and said worriedly: "Ning Yu, what should I do?"
Leng Ningyu frowned and thought deeply. All these results were directly caused by him. Without his mistakes, there would not be today's situation. He must take full responsibility and prevent the tragedy from happening. He cannot
Leng Xiao's decision was influenced by Leng Xiao's decision, but he felt that there was one person who could definitely change his opinion. What he had to do now was to contact this person before the press conference.
Yes, she is Qiu Mo.
"Li Xiang, contact Yan Tianluo for me immediately. I have something urgent." He turned his wheelchair and said, "The sooner the better."
Li Xiang nodded: "I understand, I'll go now."
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"Qiu Mo, the chrysanthemums are getting better and better." Zi Yang said with admiration.
"This vase is ready for you." Qiu Mo lowered her head and smiled and cut off the excess leaves on the flower branches.
"Okay, okay, this is what you said. Don't go back on it. I will put it on the bedside every day and admire it every day." Ziyang was about to reach out to take it when he was happy, but Qiu Mo tapped it lightly with the scissors.
He took his hand and said, "You are such an impatient person. I haven't finished this yet."
Ziyang scratched his head in embarrassment, "I'm afraid that you won't be willing to give it to me after inserting it. I'll insert the remaining one."
"It's just a vase of flowers. How can I be so reluctant to part with them? There are a lot of flowers blooming on the mountain behind."
Ziyang sat down in front of her and asked with a serious expression: "How did you convince Emperor Ling to allow you to pick flowers every day?"
"I didn't convince him, he was just happy for the moment. What's more, he knows that I will only stay here honestly and will not run away." Qiu Mo put the last flower in place and said with a smile: "This is really good."
Ziyang was afraid that others would snatch her away, so he immediately held her in his arms and said, "My baby."
Seeing his happy look, Qiu Mo covered her mouth and smiled softly.
Ziyang glared at her: "Don't laugh, don't laugh. This is a very serious matter. It's your first time to give me a gift, so I have to give you a gift in return."
"Okay." Qiu Mo was really looking forward to what kind of gift he could give her in return. Naturally, it wouldn't be expensive, just a token of mutual affection.
"Just wait, I'll be back as soon as I go." Ziyang ran to the door holding the vase, but he was afraid that she would go away, so he turned around and said, "I'll be back right away, two minutes, no, one minute."
"Well, I'll wait for you." Qiu Mo smiled and nodded at him.
He then closed the door with peace of mind, and his heavy and rapid footsteps could be heard in the corridor.
Qiu Mo smiled tenderly while tidying up the flower branches on the ground. Fortunately, Zi Yang was able to accompany her, so that she would not be so lonely during these gloomy years.
"Ah." As the saying goes, you can't do two things at the same time. Inadvertently, her delicate fingers were pricked by a flower branch, and small blood drops came out. She sucked it with her mouth, and a bad feeling suddenly surged in her heart.
Premonition, even the pain was forgotten.
"Qiu Mo." While he was dazed, Zi Yang jumped in and said excitedly, "Close your eyes."
Qiu Mo threw away the flower branch in her hand, and the moment of uneasiness disappeared. She closed her eyes obediently, waiting for the surprise that Zi Yang gave her.
"Extend your hand." Ziyang said with a small command.
Qiu Mo stretched out her hand in front of him and slowly opened her palm. Her palm was so white that it was almost transparent, and you could even see the thin blue blood vessels underneath. Her hand was so thin and small that it must be very comfortable to hold it in her hand.
Warm and comfortable.
Ziyang looked at it for a moment, then held her hand with his palm underneath, then put a small bottle into her palm, then held her hand and curled it into a fist.
The palms of her hands felt cold. Qiu Mo couldn't help but open her eyes. When she saw her hands that had been clenched into fists, she looked at Ziyang in confusion and asked, "What is it?"
"See for yourself." Ziyang said mysteriously, and at the same time he let go of his hand, feeling the softness disappear little by little from between his fingers, and his heart seemed to have been taken out, becoming very empty.
.
Qiu Mo opened her palm, and the sunlight cast a soft halo on a small blue glass bottle in her hand. She was confused at first, but then she clenched her hand tightly, looked at Zi Yang in disbelief, and asked in a low voice:
"Huachan's... antidote?"
Ziyang nodded: "Actually, I have prepared this antidote a long time ago, but I never gave it to you. Qiu Mo, do you blame me for being selfish?"
Qiu Mo looked at him puzzled.
Ziyang smiled bitterly. He didn't know why, but he just felt this way in his heart. When he gave her the antidote, she was about to leave. He was being selfish and hoped that she could stay with him longer.
, in this dirty world, her existence is like a beacon guiding the light, so that whenever he is about to be swallowed up by the darkness, he will work hard to pursue her light.
When he ends the days of licking blood from the tip of a knife every day, when he bandages the bloody wounds of his brothers, as long as he sees her smile and hears a whisper from her, he will put down all worries and feel at ease.
The tranquility was not due to love. He felt that it was attachment, just like a bird relying on a big tree or a flower relying on green leaves. His life seemed to be closely connected with her.
"Zi Yang, you worked out the antidote but didn't tell Ye Hen?" Qiu Mo grabbed his sleeve and asked nervously. Ye Hen had never done anything bad to Zi Yang, he just wanted him to work out the antidote for Hua Zu.
Once this kind of medicine is developed, he will not let Zi Yang go so easily. He is just a doctor. He can find one wherever he goes.
"You don't have to worry about me, Qiu Mo. You see, after going through so many things, didn't I get through it peacefully?"
Ziyang shrugged his shoulders.
Qiu Mo recalled everything in the past, and suddenly felt that Ye Hen seemed to be particularly indulgent towards Zi Yang. If it were anyone else who had made the mistakes he had made, he would have died many times. A light flashed in her mind. Could it be that Zi Yang was the same as Zi Yang?
What special relationship does Yehen have?
Ziyang laughed and said, "Take this medicine quickly."
"If Ye Hen knows..." Qiu Mo said worriedly.
"Heaven knows and the earth knows, you know and I know, how could he know?" Ziyang went to pour a glass of hot water.
"But..."
Ziyang made a shushing gesture and said with a serious expression: "Qiu Mo, eat it, otherwise, I will be uneasy for the rest of my life."