A touch of early sunshine poured in through the window of the ward.
In the ward, Chen Zongheng has finished his morning exercises.
Ten thousand push-ups and ten thousand sit-ups.
Qiu Yiren was still lying on the hospital bed.
But he also woke up early.
Experienced yesterday's crisis.
At this time, all the immune cells in her body have doubled.
The body's immunity is far superior to that of ordinary people.
Outside the corridor, the meal delivery aunt brought a breakfast.
Chen Zongheng helped her up from the hospital bed and started feeding her breakfast.
This scene seemed particularly warm.
However, the only difference is that Chen Zongheng maintained a cold attitude from beginning to end.
Even when he was feeding her, he was as cold as a robot, without any expression fluctuations.
‘Dong dong dong.’
At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the ward.
Hong Yanwen wore a white coat and walked into the intensive care unit.
"Miss Qiu, how is your recovery?" Hong Yanwen slowly walked into the ward and asked with concern.
"Team Leader Hong." When Qiu Yiren saw Hong Yanwen, a trace of gratitude flashed across her pretty face, "Thank you for your life-saving grace yesterday."
Chen Zongheng's eyes narrowed, and he took out his cell phone and looked at the caller ID: Zhang Yuyu.
A trace of coldness flashed through Chen Zongheng's heart.
I have a vague feeling of bad premonition.
He put down the rice bowl he was feeding Qiu Yiren and said, "Take a call."
Said something to Qiu Yiren.
Then he turned around and walked out of the ward.
Chen Zongheng walked directly out of the hospital corridor.
There were so many people in the corridor that he couldn't answer the phone at all.
He walked directly out of the corridor, came to the window sill, and jumped up.
"Bang!" He jumped down from the third floor window sill.
The moment he landed, there was no one around him.
Only then did Chen Zongheng answer the phone.
"grim Reaper……!!"
On the other end of the phone, as soon as the call was connected, Zhang Yuyu's almost roaring roar was heard!!
"What's the matter?" Chen Zongheng asked calmly, his eyes calm and deep.
"What the hell! What are you asking me for? Don't you have any idea?!!" Zhang Yuyu's voice was furious and ferocious!
"Who gave you the right to deliver blood... to Qiu Yiren?!" Zhang Yuxun on the phone roared as his business almost went crazy!
Chen Zongheng's eyes slowly condensed.
Zhang Yuzhou's eyeliners are indeed all over Yanxia.
I just had a blood transfusion yesterday.
In less than a day, he already knew it.
"The situation is urgent." Chen Zongheng said slowly with an indifferent voice.
"Have you thought about the consequences?!" Zhang Yuzhou almost roared on the phone.
"You are... causing trouble!!" Zhang Yuyu's voice was angrier than ever before!
"987, beheading rules, have you...forgot?!!"
Project 987.
The only rule: decapitation.
After the project is over, behead everyone, anyone... anyone related to 987.
Even including engineering academicians, scientific research elites, and temple dignitaries.
Anyone who knows about 987 will be beheaded.
From then on, the name 987 no longer existed in the world.
Everything disappeared.
Can.
Today, at this time.
Chen Zongheng dared to donate his own blood to Qiu Yiren?!
Damn it!
simply!!
This is openly revealing the secret of the year!!
"Remember, the rules for beheading." Chen Zongheng held the phone, his voice was calm and indifferent, and he slowly replied two words.
"Since you remember, then you... openly violated it, are you aware of the crime?!!" Zhang Yuyu's voice on the phone was roaring!
"So what if you are convicted?" Chen Zongheng held the phone and asked Zhang Yuzhou slowly on the other end.
The air fell into dead silence.
this.
simply!
If this scene were to spread, I'm afraid... it would cause a sensation in the entire Kyoto!
Known as the most terrifying and ruthless super leader of the third sector, Zhang Yuyu...
At this moment, he was actually being...provoked in this way?
Convicted.
so what??
Who can stop what the God of Death wants to do?
On the other end of the phone, Zhang Yuyu didn't speak, but fell into silence.
However, through the speaker, you can hear the sound of his gnashing teeth.
It can be seen how angry the head of the third department is at this moment!
"You are hurting that woman!!" Zhang Yuyu's voice came out from the phone with a serious tone!
"Her body has received the blood of 987. Whether she knows it or not, her existence will... threaten the entire 987, threaten the entire system!" Zhang Universe's voice was more solemn than ever before!
"Otherwise, do you want to behead her?" Chen Zongheng asked in a calm voice.
On the phone, Zhang Yuzhou fell into silence again.
this.
Qiu Yiren is now the secret protection target of the third department.
Behind the scenes, the interests of the Guo family department are involved.
The x project plan she has mastered.
Will be the most critical core!
If so, behead Qiu Yiren.
The consequences are unimaginable.
All the previous protections and plans were in vain.
On the phone, Zhang Yuyu spoke in a deep tone and was silent for a long time.
Finally, he said slowly.
"Besides you and me, I don't want any third person to know about this."
On the phone, Zhang Yuyu's voice was more serious than ever.
"Everyone who knows except Qiu Yiren."
"Beheading."
The voice on the phone was very cold.
The air around him became solid.
Chen Zongheng held the phone and was silent for a long time.
Slowly, spit out two words, "take the order."
"Operation decapitation, start."
After hanging up the phone, he made a 'click' sound and crushed the Huawei phone in his hand to pieces.
At this moment, his eyes were extremely cold.
He walked towards the hospital building step by step.
In his eyes, a terrifying murderous intent slowly emerged, and then disappeared in his pupils.
His identity is codename【Death】.
He couldn't help himself.
Sometimes, I embark on this road.
In this life, it is impossible...to get off the ship again.
Who do you want to kill and who do you want?
It is not up to him to make the decision.
Originally, the beheading operations of nearly ten years were covered in dust.
This time, it will... start again.
Except for Qiu Yiren.
All, those who know.
All medical staff and all staff involved in this blood transfusion will be beheaded.
No matter, they are good or bad.
In front of secrets, there is no mercy.
Chen Zongheng walked towards the ward step by step...
And, at the same time.
In the intensive care unit ward.
Qiu Yiren was lying on the hospital bed, her pretty face was stunned, and she was staring blankly at the ceiling of the hospital bed.
Hong Yanwen stood aside and checked her physical condition.
Just now, team leader Hong Yanwen told him everything about Mr. Chen's blood transfusion yesterday.
At this moment, Qiu Yiren's mind was a little blank, even a little sluggish.
Mr. Chen.
he.
To save myself.
A large amount of blood was drawn.
Entered into...my own body??
Qiu Yiren's pretty face was more complex than ever before.
this.
She looked at her body, and an unprecedented complex emotion flashed through her heart.
That man... saved me with his blood?
Qiu Yiren's mood is very complicated.
This emotion cannot be described in words at all.
It was complicated, inexplicable, touching, and even made me want to cry.
She is not a sentimental woman.
But, after experiencing so much.
Unexpectedly, the man who seemed as cold as ice on the surface actually paid so much for her.
This contrast made Qiu Yiren's heart feel inexplicably complicated.
And, what shocked her even more was.
Mr. Chen's blood is the antidote?
Hong Yanwen analyzed all the data on various immune cells in Chen Zongheng's blood and explained it to Qiu Yiren.
This made Qiu Yiren even more shocked and couldn't believe it.
Does a person's blood possess immune function against all types of viruses?!
this?!
Just when Qiu Yiren was in a daze.
In the ward, a figure in a black suit with calm eyes slowly walked into the ward.
Chen Zongheng returned to the ward, returned to the chair, and sat down.
I picked up the novel "How a Badass is Made" and started reading it slowly.
However, when he opened the book, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at Hong Yanwen in front of the ward.
"Team Leader Hong, when will you return to Beijing?"
Chen Zongheng's voice was calm and deep, and he asked lightly.
In front of the ward, Hong Yanwen, who was checking Qiu Yiren's body, was stunned when she heard this?
"Go back in a few days. When Miss Qiu is discharged from the hospital, I will upload the details of the disease, virus and vaccine samples to the capital, and then go back." Hong Yanwen replied.
"What's wrong? Is something wrong?" A not-so-good thought flashed through her mind.
I always feel that Mr. Chen is a little weird for asking this question.
"It's okay." Chen Zongheng replied with two words, and continued to lower his head, flipping through the gangster novel in his hand.
Hong Yanwen shook her head hesitantly. After checking Qiu Yiren's body, she gave her a few words, then turned around and walked out of the ward.
But, just after walking out of the ward.
Hong Yanwen's pretty face suddenly changed color.
A line of cold sweat appeared on her pretty face.
At this moment, her mind reappeared...the scene of her mentor lying in the office ten years ago.
Dripping with blood...
Hong Yanwen's pretty face was even more embarrassed.
Standing in front of the corridor of the ward, her heartbeat accelerated, and a great sense of crisis quietly filled her heart.
ten years ago.
Almost all the people related to Project 987 are dead.
Dunk, her mentor.
now.
Ten years later...
Hong Yanwen didn't dare to think about it any more.
She hurriedly walked towards the office holding the medical equipment in her arms.
At the same time, along the way, she made a call to the organization department in Beijing.
"I want to return to the capital early."
"Tomorrow, I'll be back tomorrow morning."
Hong Yanwen felt a hint of crisis and wanted to leave as soon as possible!
And, at the same time.
Hundreds of meters away, in the intensive care unit.
Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm, he sat down quietly on the chair and slowly flipped through the novel book.
However, quietly, his ears were trembling slightly.
He could hear all the subtle infrasonic frequency sounds hundreds of meters away in his ears without any errors.
Including that phone call from Hong Yanwen.
He lowered his head to read the book, and there was a hint of curvature at the corner of his mouth.