Even in those years, Mo Ziling began to travel around the world and no longer had any contact with medicine.
Mo Ziling on the other end of the phone seemed to be struggling with something. After a long silence, she responded with one word: "Okay!"
After hanging up the phone, Mo Ziling slowly turned her head, a hint of darkness appeared in her deep eyes.
Hibiscus...
…
…
The gloomy basement is filled with chemical experiment equipment.
Colorful test tubes bubbled gurglingly.
A man was sitting in front of the window with his back to the door. The backrest of the wheelchair was very wide, completely blocking his figure.
Under the faint light and shadow, his figure was projected onto the cold ground.
There was an eerie atmosphere exuding in the quiet space.
Outside the heavy door, waves of chaotic footsteps suddenly echoed, moving closer and closer.
After a while, the iron door opened.
A tall figure walked in surrounded by a group of bodyguards in black. When he saw the person sitting in the wheelchair in front of the window, his expression changed slightly. He narrowed his eyes and said in an indifferent tone, "Eric"
, why are you here?"
The figure in the wheelchair moved slightly.
"You can't come here!" Andy frowned displeased: "I'll have someone take you back!"
"Don't go back!"
That voice was extremely elegant, but it contained a firmness that was hard to detect.
Andy raised his eyebrows and stared at the shadow in disbelief.
The figure turned the wheelchair and slowly revealed a face with deep outlines under the light and shadow. The slightly upward peach blossom eyes revealed a trace of indescribable tenderness.
The perfect lips are as beautiful as cherry blossoms, and the light lip color that complements them has an indescribable evilness.
The exquisite facial features look soft and tender, but they faintly exude a unique aura of cold charm.
This man, even though he is sitting in a wheelchair, does not lose his grace at all. On the contrary, he has an ultimate incomplete beauty.
"Brother, I'm here to help you!"
Andy tightened his jaw: "No need, go back, otherwise, don't call me brother!"
The man curled his lips gently: "Brother, I came here to tell you that I am the informant!"
Andy's face suddenly changed, turning livid and ugly. He stared at the man coldly and said in a horrifyingly low voice: "Why are you doing this!"
"Because, I want to help you!"
"Are you sure you're not hurting me?"
"No way, you are my brother, how could I harm you." Eric lowered his eyes lightly, and a row of soft shadows fell: "This time is definitely our best chance to fight back!"
Andy frowned and stared at him silently, his eyes flashing with a trace of inquiry.
His younger brother seemed to be a little different in front of him.
Now Eric seems to no longer be the boy who closed himself off like before.
There was a hint of unspeakable cruelty in every move he made.
However, for him, it is indeed a good thing.
In this cage where you stand on a sword, only ruthlessness can save your life.
"Brother, I have never forgotten our common wish!" The arc of Eric's lips was perfect but full of evil: "As long as we kill Nangong, we will have a chance to survive!"
His smile is like a poppy.
Although beautiful, it is poisonous.
If you are not careful, you will be in danger!
"I will handle this matter!" Andy ordered coldly: "Go back with me tomorrow!"
"I want to stay!" Eric said firmly.
"Enric!"
"Brother, although I am not good at walking, I am still disabled!" Even in those years, Mo Ziling began to travel around the world and no longer had any contact with medicine.
Mo Ziling on the other end of the phone seemed to be struggling with something. After a long silence, she responded with one word: "Okay!"
After hanging up the phone, Mo Ziling slowly turned her head, a hint of darkness appeared in her deep eyes.
Hibiscus...
…
…
The gloomy basement is filled with chemical experiment equipment.
Colorful test tubes bubbled gurglingly.
A man was sitting in front of the window with his back to the door. The backrest of the wheelchair was very wide, completely blocking his figure.
Under the faint light and shadow, his figure was projected onto the cold ground.
There was an eerie atmosphere exuding in the quiet space.
Outside the heavy door, waves of chaotic footsteps suddenly echoed, moving closer and closer.
After a while, the iron door opened.
A tall figure walked in surrounded by a group of bodyguards in black. When he saw the person sitting in the wheelchair in front of the window, his expression changed slightly. He narrowed his eyes and said in an indifferent tone, "Eric"
, why are you here?"
The figure in the wheelchair moved slightly.
"You can't come here!" Andy frowned displeased: "I'll have someone take you back!"
"Don't go back!"
That voice was extremely elegant, but it contained a firmness that was hard to detect.
Andy raised his eyebrows and stared at the shadow in disbelief.
The figure turned the wheelchair and slowly revealed a face with deep outlines under the light and shadow. The slightly upward peach blossom eyes revealed a trace of indescribable tenderness.
The perfect lips are as beautiful as cherry blossoms, and the light lip color that complements them has an indescribable evilness.
The exquisite facial features look soft and tender, but they faintly exude a unique aura of cold charm.
This man, even though he is sitting in a wheelchair, does not lose his grace at all. On the contrary, he has an ultimate incomplete beauty.
"Brother, I'm here to help you!"
Andy tightened his jaw: "No need, go back, otherwise, don't call me brother!"
The man curled his lips gently: "Brother, I came here to tell you that I am the informant!"
Andy's face suddenly changed, turning livid and ugly. He stared at the man coldly and said in a horrifyingly low voice: "Why are you doing this!"
"Because, I want to help you!"
"Are you sure you're not hurting me?"
"No way, you are my brother, how could I harm you." Eric lowered his eyes lightly, and a row of soft shadows fell: "This time is definitely our best chance to fight back!"
Andy frowned and stared at him silently, his eyes flashing with a trace of inquiry.
His younger brother seemed to be a little different in front of him.
Now Eric seems to no longer be the boy who closed himself off like before.
There was a hint of unspeakable cruelty in every move he made.
However, for him, it is indeed a good thing.
In this cage where you stand on a sword, only ruthlessness can save your life.
"Brother, I have never forgotten our common wish!" The arc of Eric's lips was perfect but full of evil: "As long as we kill Nangong, we will have a chance to survive!"
His smile is like a poppy.
Although beautiful, it is poisonous.
If you are not careful, you will be in danger!
"I will handle this matter!" Andy ordered coldly: "Go back with me tomorrow!"
"I want to stay!" Eric said firmly.
"Enric!"
"Brother, although I am not good at walking, I am still disabled!"