The virus in Mr. Ye's body broke out early. Cheng Anya was so flustered that she sat on pins and needles. She originally wanted to accompany Mr. Ye, but Su Man suggested that she should not go to the laboratory. Su Mei always had a way of making people talk.
With the majesty of a person who cannot help but obey, Cheng Anya listened to his words and did not rush to the research room even though she was worried and panicked. [Baidu search www
"Mommy, don't worry, Daddy will be fine." Xiaobao comforted Cheng Anya. His pink and tender face showed a calmness and determination that was different from his age. He smiled elegantly, as if everything was fine.
It was like nothing that had ever happened before, and he was so calm and admirable.
"Baby, Mommy is not that bad. I still need you to comfort her at this time. It's okay." Miss Cheng knew her son best and smiled and told him not to worry. She was very worried. But no matter how worried she was, she would
Taking care of his son, he will not be so panicked that he has no time to take care of his emotions.
If she panics, she will have to be comforted by the same scared and worried baby girl. How embarrassing. She has always been the toughest mommy of the baby girl?
The mother and son went to see Ye Wei together. She was seriously injured and unconscious. Bai Ye had already examined her, ordered someone to prepare some medicine, and gave her painkillers.
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Cheng Anya felt a little distressed when she looked at Ye Wei. The injury was so serious. Bai Ye looked calm, "The injury is serious for ordinary people, but for Ye Wei, it is nothing. How many days will it take?"
It’s done.”
"Isn't this heavy?" Cheng Anya was surprised, does it count only after being beaten to death? There were drops of blood in Ye Wei's room, and her clothes were also stained with blood. It looked like she was beaten until she vomited blood.
It was an extremely serious injury that could make Ye Wei seriously injured to the point of coma.
"It's okay, just take care of it for a few days." Bai Ye chuckled, and Eleven carefully gave her the medicine.
"What do you think the two of them have a deep hatred for? It's not like they're both fighting to death, right?" Bai Ye touched his chin and thought seriously. This situation was very wrong and said that Mo Jue became angry with embarrassment.
"There was no time when they didn't beat you to death." Eleven said, snorting coldly. Now she was more curious about how Mo Jue suddenly recovered. It was so sudden, "Bai Ye, when will she wake up?"
"You'll probably wake up tomorrow morning." Bai Ye said, poking Eleven's shoulder and asking, "Eleven, is Weiwei really stuck?"
"What do you think?"
"Did she fall in love with Brother Dabai or Beauty Mo Jue?" Bai Ye was more curious about this question.
The little girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, "It should be the beauty Mo Jue, right?"
"Why?" Eleven and Bai Ye asked in unison, and Bai Ye secretly thought to herself, Ning Ning, baby, you also know what it means to fall in love, the times have progressed too fast.
"It feels like it." said the little nanny. Mo Jue's personality is more popular with Ye Wei, you know? Because it's Mo Jue, so Ye Wei will let him follow him after he becomes an idiot. If it were different
She had gotten rid of others long ago.
After all, it wasn't because it was Mo Jue.
"Poor Weiwei." Bai Ye looked at the injuries all over her body and pretended to sigh, smiling across her chest in a carefree and unrestrained way, "I'm kind of looking forward to how Weiwei can take down such a powerful beauty Mo Jue."
Miss Cheng, who had remained silent, couldn't help but say, "I never understood, is there any difference between Dabai and Mo Jue? Aren't they both the same person?"
"Mommy, that's almost enough. Isn't it too much of a difference?" Xiaobao retorted. Bai Ye agreed, and Eleven also agreed. They simply regarded them as the same person.
A devil and an angel.
Different races and different sects cannot be compared.
"No, then tell me about your dad. Sometimes he is extremely serious, and sometimes he is not an idiot. People have many personalities. Why can't Mo Jue be the same?" Cheng Anya said with a smile.
Point of view, "We are all the same person."[
"no the same."
"Same."
"Mommy, three against one, the minority obeys the majority. If you lose, stop struggling." The little baby said with a smile, like a young gentleman from the British upper class, so cute.
"..." Cheng Anya was speechless, damn, this is so undemocratic.
As if she could tell what Cheng Anya was thinking, the little girl smiled again and said, "Mommy, democratic choice, when have you ever seen real democracy? Let's talk about social harmony. When has society ever been harmonious?"
White night, eleven thumbs up, strong, just one word.
Cheng Anya was sad and angry, "You are a grown man, you don't want to bully a weak woman like this."
Small breasts, "...um..."
Several people left Eleven's room chatting and laughing. Bai Ye smiled and said, "They are really a perfect mother and son."
"They are all top-notch people." Eleven commented succinctly, all of them were top-notch perverts.
"Mr. Su, the master invites you to go to the research room." The maid hurriedly came to invite Bai Ye. Everyone was stunned. Bai Ye nodded and went to the research room with her.
"Ning Ning, what's wrong?"
"Suman asked Bai Ye to go to the research room." Little Nanny explained. Cheng Anya's heart sank. Could it be that Achen's condition has worsened? Her heart was beating wildly, and Cheng Anya's face instantly became extremely ugly.
She was sitting alone in the atrium. Xiao Nai Bao originally wanted to accompany her, but it was getting very late. Cheng Anya asked him to go back to sleep, so Xiao Nai Bao had no choice but to go back to his room to rest. Liya also
It was very hot, there was almost no wind, and the outdoor temperature was unbearably high. Even wearing short sleeves would make you feel too hot. Cheng Anya's limbs were unexpectedly cold, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
I can't feel the heat either.
cold.
There was a kind of coldness coming from the inside out, which was extremely uncomfortable. This feeling was just like the feeling when Louis told her that she had a virus and they were waiting for Third Young Master Ye to arrive.
scared.
The night was getting darker and darker, and it was already late at night. She wanted to go to the research room several times to take a look, but she didn't dare to get close. She knew exactly what the virus looked like when it attacked.
When she had an attack, the pain was unbearable, and she always felt that it was very hard, but she didn't suffer for long, and Louis would give her a reagent to relieve the pain, but she saw with her own eyes that Zhang Bo broke his head in that small house.
Bleeding, he chose to crash to death because it was too painful.
The more she thought about the tragic situation before Zhang Bo's death, the more Cheng Anya felt her body getting colder, her heart beating faster, and that ominous premonition hit her heart again.
The night was very quiet, with only the sound of water spraying from the fountain in the atrium. I used to feel comfortable listening to it, but tonight I felt upset.
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After a while, she stood up suddenly, as if she had made up her mind, and headed towards the research room.
The closer she got, the more terrifying she felt. She was afraid of hearing Mr. Ye's roar, but unexpectedly, it was very quiet. Cheng Anya comforted herself, maybe it was nothing. Bai Ye's medical skills were so good, and Suman was a virus expert. This
Unlike Zhang Bo at that time, there might be a turn for the better, so she didn't want to scare herself.
She resolutely backed away from the door of the research room and walked straight inside.
Bai Ye recorded and studied the data on the screen and discovered Cheng Anya first. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Anya, why are you here?"
Suman was testing two reagents, without raising his head, and was analyzing the conjugates with a microscope, very seriously and without any distractions. Cheng Anya said softly: "You continue what you are doing, I won't disturb you, I will accompany him."
good."
Bai Ye glanced at Mr. Ye on the operating table and nodded.
The entire research room is not very large, but the equipment is very complete. Cheng Anya feels that this is a very modern research center, just like a scene she has only seen in a movie.
On the operating table, Mr. Ye was wearing an isolation gown and an oxygen mask. His limbs were shackled by hand and foot shackles. There were many needles inserted into his arms, chest, thighs, calves, and even his head, and several bottles were hung.
The liquid that she couldn't even understand was poured into his body bit by bit.
Cheng Anya lowered her eyes and held his hand, but unexpectedly found a piece of blood on the floor. Looking along her eyes, there was also a large amount of blood on the floor under her feet. Cheng Anya looked at his wrist, which was tightly pulled by the shackles.
Live. Due to the struggle, there were two obvious wounds on his wrists, dripping with blood.
She suddenly bit her lower lip to hold back the sourness in her eyes. She could imagine how he struggled and how he hurt himself. Needless to say, there should be injuries on his ankles.
He must be trying to break free.
Achen......
She held his hand through the isolation gown. Cheng Anya looked at the sleeping Mr. Ye, feeling a dull pain in her heart. She wanted to cry, but couldn't. She couldn't cry, he would definitely get better.
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Evil will be rewarded with evil, and good will be rewarded with good. The person who deserves retribution is Louis, not Ye Chen, who has been tortured and had a rough life.
Achen, don't be afraid, I will be with you, always with you.
Even if you go to hell, I will stay with you and never let you be alone.
Cheng Anya once remembered that she had sworn before, and from now on, she would be Ye Chen's patron saint. However, she did not fulfill her promise, and instead, he almost died because of her. What kind of patron saint was she?
Catastrophe is pretty much the same.
Cheng Anya was a little annoyed, holding Sanshao Ye's hand tightly, biting her lip to hold back the tears that were about to flow out, and just stayed with him quietly.
Mr. Ye was sleeping deeply, his pale face looked very peaceful, his breathing was very weak, his heartbeat was also very light, and his hands were a little warm, which made Cheng Anya feel much more at ease.
If you're still alive, that's good.
As long as he lives, she will stay with him for one second, and as long as he lives, she will stay with him for one day.