"By the way, Lao Wang came here just now and he brought us food." Gu Siyi pointed to the two lunch boxes on the table. "This pink lunch box is for you. Lao Wang said that it contains some bright-eye ingredients.
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Liu Weike lifted the lid of the box and looked at the hot food inside, and said with a smile: "Why is Teacher Wang so considerate? Where has he gone?"
"He said he had something urgent, so he only stayed for two minutes and left in a hurry. He was worried that we wouldn't be able to eat well here, so he insisted on cooking the food himself and delivering it. He also said that he would come back the day after tomorrow." Gu Siyi shook his head helplessly.
He shook his head. He was very grateful for Teacher Wang's care, but he had to worry about his health and didn't want him to travel back and forth.
Liu Weike also said worriedly: "I'm afraid he's too tired and his body can't bear it. Look at his recent condition. Is he aging more?"
Wang Chengkai had been injected with FL261912 before, and Liu Weike was very worried about his health.
Gu Siyi frowned and said worriedly: "I see that his waist is bent even more and his hair is much whiter. I'm afraid he has been affected by FL261912. I want to take him to check his body again, but he is alive and well.
If I don’t go, I have to say that nothing happened to me. Alas, I don’t dare to tell him the truth, for fear that he won’t be able to bear it mentally.”
Liu Weike said: "Didn't Senior Fu Wei develop drugs to suppress the side effects of FL261912? Can we ask her to help?"
"I have already asked, but those drugs have not yet completed clinical trials. I don't dare to let Lao Wang try them easily." Gu Siyi was worried and sighed longly.
Liu Weike gently patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Don't be impatient, there will definitely be a way."
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In the dead of night, Nozzi quietly sat up while lying on the hospital bed. He pulled out the needle in his hand and tiptoed to the door.
As soon as he opened the door, Tunan came over and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
Nozzi replied hesitantly: "Can I go to the bathroom?"
"I'll take you there." Tunan stared at him defensively, then led him to the bathroom.
Nozzi looked at every room he passed and asked: "How is the little boy from before? Is he awake?"
Tunan glanced at him and said, "Not yet."
Nozzi then asked: "What about the other Hronc you rescued?"
"He was seriously injured and is still undergoing surgery. What, why do you care about King Andor's men?" Tunan's sharp eyes seemed to see through him.
Nuo Qi smiled and said: "King Andor's people always regard us as a thorn in their side. I'm afraid that after he recovers, he will come to take my life." He pretended to be frightened again.
"With us guarding him, he won't do anything to you. Go quickly." Tunan pointed to the men's toilet.
As soon as Nozzi entered the bathroom, he heard the cry of a child from outside.
The child shouted loudly: "I don't want an injection! I don't want an injection! Let me go!" He cried hysterically, his voice became hoarse from crying, and his voice echoed in the originally silent corridor.
Nozzi walked to the door and asked: "Who is crying?"
Tunan looked in the direction where the crying came from and said, "It should be that the little boy you rescued has woken up. I'm going to check on his condition."
Nuo Qi looked at Tunan's retreating figure and silently clenched his fists.
If another Hronc exposes his true identity, he can still quibble. After all, they are on opposite sides, and the Security Bureau will not know the truth without evidence.
But the Security Bureau will definitely believe what that kid says. Once he regains consciousness, he may tell what he did, and then his drama will no longer be able to continue, and he will no longer have a foothold here.
He saw two heavily armed officers standing at the top of the stairs and knew that he would definitely not be able to escape from there.
He walked back to the bathroom and opened the window gently. Instead of waiting for the security bureau to trouble him, he might as well find a chance to escape from here.
It's just that this is the fourth floor. If you jump down, you may be crippled even if you don't die. Nozzi helplessly looked at the ground more than ten meters away from him, and finally gave up the idea.
At this time, the sound of running and crying suddenly came from the corridor. A child shouted in a crying voice: "I don't want the injection, so don't follow me!"
Nozzi quickly walked to the bathroom door and saw a child wearing a hospital gown quickly walking through the corridor. He did not see the child's face clearly, only saw his back as he hurried away.
The child ran away, hid in an empty room, and immediately closed the door. The two officers who were wandering at the stairs just now did not know where they were, and seemed to be patrolling elsewhere.
Immediately afterwards, Tunan and several nurses also rushed out. Tunan saw Nuo Qi standing at the door of the bathroom and asked quickly: "Have you seen a little boy, the child you saved before?"
Nozzi pointed to the stairs and said: "He ran downstairs. What happened?"
"The child didn't want to get the injection, so he ran away while we weren't paying attention. I won't tell you anymore, and I'll go out and look for it. It's so late, and it would be troublesome if the child got lost." Tunan ran away in a panic.
Went down the stairs.
Nozzi looked at the closed door not far away with a sneer on his face.
The corridor became quiet now, and those people had gone away. Nozzi quietly walked to the room where the child was hiding, and gently opened the door.
The room was pitch dark. Nozzi squinted his eyes and vaguely saw the child huddled in the corner, sobbing.
He tiptoed behind the child, with murderous intent in his eyes. He suddenly covered the child's mouth with one hand to prevent him from making a sound, and strangled his neck with the other hand.
"Don't blame me for being cruel, little guy. If you want to blame me, blame you for waking up too early." Nozzi strangled the child's neck desperately, wishing to dig his nails into his flesh and blood.
In the darkness, a table suddenly rose up and hit the back of Nozzi's head.
"Bang!" Nozzi fell to the ground in response. The table pressed down on his upper body, and the debris scattered from above also fell on him.
Nozzi was dizzy for a moment. He struggled to push away the desk that was pressing him, and reached out to touch the back of his head. The warm blood stained his fingers, and he could already smell the smell of blood.
Before he could figure out what was going on, the lights in the room suddenly turned on.
A cold voice sounded from behind him: "Don't you really think we can't even take care of a child?"
