Mr. Gu knelt down and begged me to forgive him

Chapter 49 Escape

After a night of rescue, Wen Qingmian was still pulled back from the brink of death, but her body declined severely in all aspects, and the consequences were unpredictable.

For Wen Qingmian's life, it is not only about Wen Qingmian himself, but also about the fate of these experimenters.

"Mr. Song, if the experiment continues, the experimenters will only die in the laboratory."

After all, this is a living life. If you sacrifice a life for money and future, how will they face patients in the future?

Song Ting also didn't sleep all night, her cold eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, which made her look even more frightening.

"I just want a successful result." Song Ting didn't bother to pretend to be kind, "Otherwise, whether you can get out of here is also a problem."

The doctor took two or three steps back in fright, eyes covered by goggles filled with terror.

As everyone expected, Wen Qingmian woke up, but all the data of his body were at the lowest edge.

In order to survive, they could only let Wen Qingmian continue to test the medicine.

In this situation, Wen Qingmian's life could be directly ruined by a little other stimulation.

But they couldn't wait for Wen Qingmian to recover, because He Jingchen's current situation was not much better.

Drain the medicine, draw blood, rest, draw blood again, check...

Just as Wen Qingmian closed her eyes, she would be woken up again.

Now he has problems breathing on his own, so he can only lie on the bed. In order to prevent pressure sores, someone will turn him over every two hours.

It is uncomfortable to wear an oxygen inhaler anytime, anywhere.

This torture is worse than death.

But it's not that he doesn't have the means to take revenge on He Jingchen, even if he succeeds in experimenting with drugs from him, He Jingchen must pay the price for it.

This medicine has side effects, but the group of doctors haven't noticed it yet.

After taking this medicine, he could no longer hear in his left ear.

Wen Qingmian had faintly felt that there was something wrong with his hearing before, but this time the high fever made him unable to hear anything in his left ear.

Three days after Wen Qingmian fell ill, the drug experiment was completed.

It turned out to be very successful, this specific medicine could treat He Jingchen's illness.

It lasted a total of twelve days, and the twelve days of torture exhausted all of Wen Qingmian's efforts.

All the doctors were called to wait outside He Jingchen's ward, but no one noticed from Wen Qingmian's side.

But it's good, Wen Qingmian has had enough of being stared at.

But he can't sleep to death, it's not safe here, he has to guard against Song Ting.

When everyone's attention was on He Jingchen, perhaps because of her tenacious willpower, Wen Qingmian's body was quietly recovering.

The medicine is effective for He Jingchen, at least his life can be saved.

However, some side effects that did not appear in Wen Qingmian were all retribution on He Jingchen.

When Wen Qingmian could breathe without a ventilator, the girl from before sneaked into Wen Qingmian's room.When delivering meals to him, stuff down a few bottles of medicine.

"This is good for your recovery now. I hope to see you again in the future. I will pursue you at that time. Please consider me!"

The girl's eyes were sincere, but there was no mercy.Wen Qingmian's ability to survive tenaciously proved that he didn't need mercy.

After telling Wen Qingmian how to use the medicine in detail, the girl turned and left.

Hearing Wen Qingmian's thank you, the girl's leaving figure paused.

Drugs treat the symptoms but not the root cause, but they are effective.When Wen Qingmian was able to get out of bed, He Jingchen also entered the intense recovery stage.

After being able to walk, Wen Qingmian chose to escape, and most people in the villa focused their attention on He Jingchen, and Wen Qingmian's escape went smoothly.

The outside air was very fresh, Wen Qingmian's throat was burning and uncomfortable due to running, but his footsteps did not stop.

The escape was too smooth, and Wen Qingmian also thought that this was Song Ting's intentional release.

He didn't know what Song Ting's plan was, or what kind of plan he was talking about, but Wen Qingmian was very sure that letting him go this time would be the most incorrect decision Song Ting had ever made in his life.

In front of the window on the highest floor of the villa, the two had a panoramic view of Wen Qingmian's escape route.

"Boss, why don't you just kill Wen Qingmian?" A man stood beside Song Ting respectfully.

Song Ting was wearing home clothes, with a cigarette between her fingers, flickering on and off, reflecting those deep and dark eyes.

"I want to too, but I can't." The person Gu Juan wants, he can't move yet.

But now that Wen Qingmian's interests have been squeezed out, Gu Juan is just looking for a temporary novelty, if he can be abandoned by Gu Juan for the first time, there will naturally be a second time.

The person standing next to him didn't quite understand the meaning of Song Ting's words: "What do you mean?"

"Help him escape, there will be a good show." Song Ting looked determined.

"Yes."

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Wen Qingmian saw her suitcase and cat bag at the intersection of leaving the villa area.

"Slimy." Wen Qingmian quickly took sticky out of the cat bag.

Staying in Song Ting's hands for this period of time, Sticky returned to that skinny look, even a little sick.

"I'll take you to find Jiangcheng." Wen Qingmian's eyes were red, he was so distressed by Niu, don't let anything happen.

Being held in his arms, Nian Nian couldn't even cry out, and rubbed against Wen Qingmian's palm slightly, as if to comfort her.

This is Qingcheng, not far from Beijing, and it only takes three hours to go back by taxi.

When Wen Qingmian returned to the city, he immediately booked a trip from here to Beijing.

For three hours, Wen Qingmian fought back to take good care of Sticky.

Why are there so many disasters?Did he bring bad luck to Goo?

It was already dawn when we arrived, and Jiang Cheng hadn't come to work when Wen Qingmian arrived at the pet hospital.

Even though she had only left not long ago, Wen Qingmian felt as if she had passed away.

The temperature here is much higher than that in Qingcheng. Pedestrians find it hot in short-sleeves, but Wen Qingmian finds it cold in both.

Especially when the coat was still velvet, Wen Qingmian was dressed too strangely, and many people cast strange eyes on her.

Jiang Cheng walked with cheerful little steps, twitched the keys between his fingers, hummed the latest hit songs, and was about to open the door of the pet hospital.

From a distance, I saw a young man in thick clothes standing at the door of his pet hospital holding something.

I was still complaining in my heart, this kind of dog weather wear is so weird, either there is something wrong with the perception system, or there is something wrong with the brain.

After getting closer to see who it was, Jiang Cheng only felt that he was sick.

"Brother Wen! Brother Wen! Brother Wen!" Jiang Cheng's excitement almost overflowed.

Woohoo, I can finally bear his brother's breath of death without going home.

Jiang Cheng rushed towards Wen Qingmian with a pace that even his own mother would not recognize as his son.

"I miss you so much, brother Wen!!!"

Just when she was about to touch Wen Qingmian's body, Wen Qingmian took a few steps back to avoid it.

Jiang Cheng, with a thick nerve like Jiang Cheng, naturally didn't see Wen Qingmian's strangeness, and asked aggrievedly: "Brother Wen, do you not love me anymore?"

Wen Qingmian didn't answer this question, and showed Jiang Cheng the sticky in her arms with a blank expression: "Slimy is sick, please save it."

Jiang Cheng frowned and reached out to touch it, but Sticky didn't respond.

At any rate, he had raised sticky sticks for a while, and he knew its temperament.Everyone except Wen Qingmian, sticky does not allow any other creatures to touch it.

When it came to the professional field, Jiang Cheng immediately became serious, with a bit of Jiang Liu's demeanor.

"When did this appearance appear? Have you had any unusual strong reactions recently? Did you eat anything you shouldn't eat?"

Wen Qingmian couldn't answer any of these questions, and he didn't even know if Sticky had eaten these days.

It was rare for Jiang Cheng to stare at Wen Qingmian without a playful smile on his face. If he hadn't known what Wen Qingmian was like, he would have cursed at her. This is simply abusing a cat!

"I'll check for Sticky first. Brother Wen, you can find something to eat yourself if you haven't eaten. If you're sleepy, the lounge is also empty."

I have no clue, so I can only check the basic inspection first.

It was close to ten o'clock after the examination, and Jiang Cheng was finally able to determine the cause of the disease.

The big problem is the weakness caused by not eating and drinking for a long time.

I don't know whether it was because of being kicked or sticking to myself. There was a rib fracture, no internal organs were injured, and a small operation was performed, and it will heal soon.

After Jiang Cheng settled sticky, he took off his surgical gown and prepared to have a good chat with Wen Qingmian.

Brother Wen likes sticky so much, so how could he do something that abuses sticky? It can only be that something went wrong.

As soon as he left the operating room, Jiang Cheng saw Wen Qingmian sitting on a chair resting with his head propped up.

The cuffs of the coat were loose and slipped down the arm, exposing the too fair wrist.

Originally Wen Qingmian was very thin, but she hadn't seen her for more than half a month, she seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and her arms were covered with bones and skin.

Jiang Cheng approached on tiptoe, and out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see something red on the inside of Wen Qingmian's arm.

Jiang Cheng took a closer look, his pupils shrank, it was... the eye of a needle!

Thin, emaciated, with a large area of ​​needle holes, Jiang Cheng can only think of smoking and poisoning.

Too bad, Brother Wen won't go astray, will he?

"What are you looking at?" A voice as cool as water rang in Jiang Cheng's ears.

Jiang Cheng was a little dizzy, and he couldn't take back his thoughts.

"I'm wondering whether to call the police..."

Halfway through the speech, Jiang Cheng suddenly came back to his senses and saw Wen Qingmian tearing off his sleeves calmly.

"Don't worry, I didn't take drugs." Wen Qingmian said softly.

Jiang Cheng firmly believed that Wen Qingmian would not lie to him, so he decided not to talk about it for the time being, and it would not be too late to tell his brother later.

"How's the sticky situation?"

Jiang Cheng told Wen Qingmian the general situation, and just about to ask about the situation, he saw the flash of hatred in Wen Qingmian's eyes.

"Are you still willing to adopt Sticky?" Wen Qingmian lowered his eyes so that Jiang Cheng could not see his emotions.

Jiang Cheng was at a loss: "What?"

Wen Qingmian's voice was cold: "I don't like it anymore, I want to change to a healthy and beautiful cat."