Mr. Gu knelt down and begged me to forgive him

Chapter 47

"I won't kill you, but I will break your hands and feet. Even if you manage to survive, you won't be able to live for long."

Song Ting spoke lightly, but his hands tightened more and more.

"Wen Qingmian, sign it."

Wen Qingmian's disapproval could not be tolerated now, and Song Ting finally smiled with satisfaction when she saw Wen Qingmian's signature.

"Let's go, Mr. Wen."

Two bodyguards in black politely asked Wen Qingmian to get out of bed, but Wen Qingmian was taken away forcefully.

Wen Qingmian also knew that recklessness is not enough to survive. When Song Ting pinched his neck just now, she really wanted to kill him, but she couldn't kill him because of He Jingchen's illness.

After getting into the car, Wen Qingmian's eyes were blindfolded, his limbs were tied, and even his ears were not let go. No matter how hard Wen Qingmian struggled, it was impossible for him to get away.

All senses were sealed off, Wen Qingmian didn't know how long time had passed, and when he arrived at the destination, his eyes could see again, and the sun was already high in the sky.

From morning to noon, for several hours, they are no longer in the city where his hometown is located.

"The experimenters have been waiting for a long time, you can start 'working' after you have something to eat."

Song Ting took Wen Qingmian into the villa, and there were many large experimental instruments in the villa.

"He Jingchen's life is quite valuable." Wen Qingmian sneered.

Song Ting looked back at him, and smiled disdainfully: "Of course it's worth more than you."

During the conversation, a group of people had already reached the second floor.

Wen Qingmian observed the surroundings, and knew very clearly that he could not escape.

Song Ting will not let him go easily.

So he wanted to go back and his greatest hope was that he could survive the experiment successfully.

"Let's eat." Song Ting sat on the main seat.

There was a pile of nutritious food in front of him, and Wen Qingmian was indeed hungry, so he sat down and started eating without saying a word.

Instead of being stubborn and not eating, it's better to be well-behaved, the chance of surviving is definitely much higher.

Song Ting is very satisfied with Wen Qingmian's behavior.

After Wen Qingmian finished eating, just as he put down the bowls and chopsticks, doctors in white coats walked up to him.

"Mr. Wen, let's go."

Wen Qingmian looked at the group of people wearing white coats and masks expressionlessly, then turned his head to look at Song Ting: "I don't want to see Gu Juan again."

Song Ting could understand, "You can rest assured that even if Gu Juan digs three feet, he may not be able to find this place."

The process of experimenting with new drugs is actually not complicated. After Wen Qingmian took the medicine given by the doctor, everyone left, leaving him alone in the room.

The doors and windows of the room were specially treated, Wen Qingmian couldn't break them open, and couldn't escape.

The mobile phone has not been confiscated, but there is no internet here, even if Wen Qingmian got the mobile phone, it is impossible for Wen Qingmian to have any chance to ask for help.

About two hours later, the doctors who had left all came back, holding the blood drawing items in their hands, drew a tube full of blood from Wen Qingmian's arm, and left again.

Another two hours passed, and the doctors came back again to draw blood from Wen Qingmian's veins again, but this time it was much less than the last time.

If there was such a big tube every time, Wen Qingmian would probably die suddenly within two days.

The room was big and bright, but it was too quiet, except for the noise made by Wen Qingmian, there was no sound at all.

Song Ting quietly left after settling in Wen Qingmian.

In the past few days, He Jingchen's illness has become more and more serious. He has already brought He Jingchen over overnight, and he left just to pick up He Jingchen.

He Jingchen has become so skinny after suffering these days of illness.He couldn't even walk on a stretcher, so he relied on Song Ting to carry him back to the car after getting off the plane.

"Song Ting, did Wen Qingmian really agree to help me treat my illness?" He Jingchen looked in disbelief.

Looking at his thin cheeks, Song Ting felt very distressed, and her tone was extremely gentle as if she was afraid of scaring him: "Now the drug experiment is in progress, at most half a month, you will know whether this drug can save you. "

Even if Wen Qingmian agrees to experiment with new drugs, the chance of He Jingchen's survival is only a small half.

Song Ting was very afraid that the drug would not be able to save He Jingchen's life after being tested.

"It'll be fine." Song Ting pretended to rub the top of He Jingchen's head relaxedly, "You said you wanted to accompany me to live a long life."

He Jingchen naturally leaned into Song Ting's arms, like a dodder flower who couldn't live without Song Ting, "Thank you, Song Ting."

Fortunately, he didn't put all his chips on Gu Juan. Although he didn't like Song Ting, he never thought that Song Ting was the one who saved his life in the end.

He Jingchen also knew what Song Ting wanted, but it was impossible for him to be with Song Ting.

He really likes Gu Juan, even if Gu Juan actually fell in love with Wen Qingmian in the end.

What should be his will definitely be his. Wen Qingmian can snatch Gu Juan away from him, so naturally he can snatch it back.

"We don't need to say thank you." Song Tingruo said, staring at He Jingchen's eyes intentionally.

Panic flashed through He Jingchen's heart, he pretended not to understand Song Ting's eyes, and said haha: "That's right, the relationship between us is so strong, saying thank you is enough."

This is not the answer Song Ting wants.

Song Ting smiled helplessly: "Jingchen, you should know what I want."

This straight ball made He Jingchen's heart beat faster, he couldn't answer this question well.

"I just want to live now, and I don't want to talk about these things for the time being, but I have also let go of Ah Juan."

When Ah Juan was mentioned, a trace of loneliness flashed across He Jingchen's face.

Now that his wealth and life are in Song Ting's hands, he naturally has to say something that Song Ting is willing to listen to.

After his illness recovered, Song Ting could no longer restrain him.

Song Ting really believed it: "I'll wait for you."

The commercial vehicle drove more and more sideways, and after several hours, He Jingchen finally saw the place where the experiment was done.

Seeing a place that could save his life, He Jingchen naturally became more friendly as he looked at it.

Unlike Wen Qingmian who was almost suppressed in, He Jingchen was carried in by Song Ting the whole time.

Song Ting originally wanted to hug He Jingchen to rest, but He Jingchen insisted on seeing Wen Qingmian.

"He is saving my life, I want to thank him in person." He Jingchen leaned weakly into Song Ting's arms and said softly.

How could Song Ting not know that what she held in her arms was not a pure white flower, but a femme fatale covered in poison.

But Wen Qingmian's emotions cannot be stimulated.

"No." Song Ting rarely refused his request: "This is for your sake."

Wen Qingmian couldn't be surprised.

But Song Ting couldn't see He Jingchen pretending to be lonely, "Oh, I can show you to see him through the obstacles."

It's not that He Jingchen really wants to pretend to thank Wen Qingmian, he just wants to see how miserable Wen Qingmian is now.

It is said that there is an obstacle, but to be precise, it is a special glass door.

The inside can be seen clearly from the outside, but nothing unusual can be seen from the inside, and the sound cannot be transmitted.

This is actually naked surveillance.

He Jingchen muttered softly: "It's really..." What a pity!

Since, as his substitute, he has enjoyed the benefits of Ah Juan for several years, now is the time to return.

Today's experiment has been completed, the body is too exhausted, even when the spirit has collapsed into a fast-breaking thread, Wen Qingmian still leaned on the bed and fell asleep.

"Since Wen Qingmian has fallen asleep, let's go to rest too." He Jingchen put his arms around Song Ting's neck, looking intimate and intimate.

In Song Ting's heart, He Jingchen is always the most important, no matter what He Jingchen wants to do, he will be satisfied.

Song Ting rubbed his face against He Jingchen's, and said dotingly: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

After a long journey, He Jingchen was actually exhausted. After holding on to his exhaustion to see Wen Qingmian's tragic situation, he went back to his room and fell asleep.

The nutritional injections were also prepared. As soon as He Jingchen fell asleep, a doctor came in to deal with He Jingchen's situation.

He Jingchen's current physical condition is very difficult, and accidents will happen if he is not careful.

The doctor's attack on Wen Qingmian and He Jingchen was different. Wen Qingmian and the others could treat Wen Qingmian casually, but He Jingchen could not, especially when Song Ting was still watching.

After pushing in the infusion needle, the doctor's forehead was slightly sweaty.

"Mr. Song, I have something to tell you." The doctor whispered in front of Song Ting.

Song Ting nodded slightly, and walked out of the room first.

"The experimenters are particularly poor physically and mentally, and the possibility of accidents is extremely high. Should we..."

Before the doctor could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Song Ting: "Don't worry, whether Wen Qingmian lives or dies has nothing to do with you."

"That's good." A boulder weighing on the doctor's heart was finally removed.

They are not as powerful as Song Ting. If the matter is exposed, no one will pay a huge price to fish them out.

Although money is a good thing, it has to be spent wisely.

"Work hard, and I will give you a point." Song Ting patted him on the shoulder and said meaningfully.

The doctor nodded quickly, and said with an apologetic smile, "Okay! Okay!"

"On any issue, you just need to know that what I want is the final result of success. I don't want to know what kind of bitter fruit Wen Qingmian will suffer and whether he can survive."

Although the doctor was clear in his heart, he was a little startled by the words being said openly. Mr. Song must be very poisonous.

Song Ting's eyes were dark, but the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "If you can't be cruel, just treat him as a heinous sinner."

"Yes...I understand." The doctor said in horror.

After Song Ting's back disappeared, the doctor recovered from his fear.

It's terrible, Mr. Song is a demon.

The doctor didn't know when the clothes attached to his back were soaked in cold sweat.

After completing this order, the doctor vowed never to touch the medical industry again.

Song Ting naturally didn't know that his words had such a big impact on the doctor. He was looking at the screen of the mobile phone in his hand at the moment, and it was Gu Juan who called.