Addicted to kissing his wife, Mr. Ji is no longer evil

The nurse brought dinner.

Qingyue asked Shengyanzhou: "Have you eaten?"

Sheng Yanzhou shook his head: "I don't want to eat it, you eat it."

Qingyue started eating by herself.

Sheng Yanzhou stood by and watched her finish her meal without saying a word.

"You take a rest first. I have something to do outside."

Sheng Yanzhou stood up and left.

He came to the office, and when the doctor saw him, he immediately said respectfully, "Mr. Sheng."

"How are you researching the poison in her body?"

Sheng Yanzhou's expression was no longer as gentle as before, and his whole body was filled with a strong sense of oppression.

The doctor's face was covered with cold sweat, and he quickly replied: "We have sent her blood samples to the six top medical research institutes in the world. So far, three of them have responded that there is no way to detoxify. The remaining three have not responded yet, so we may have to wait a day or two."

As he spoke, he looked towards Shengyanzhou cautiously.

Sheng Yanzhou's eyes were murderous. He said in an extremely cold voice: "Heal her, and I can make you rich and free for the rest of your life, but if anything happens to her..."

The doctor quickly said: "Mr. Sheng, we will do our best!"

After Qingyue finished washing up and came out of the bathroom, she suddenly felt a damp heat under her nose.

I rubbed my finger and my nose started bleeding.

Then she felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

At this time, Sheng Yanzhou pushed the door open, saw this scene, and immediately came over and picked her up horizontally.

Qingyue leaned on his solid chest, her voice a little weak: "Shengyanzhou, is the poison that person made me take particularly strong?"

Sheng Yanzhou didn't say anything. He put her on the bed and took a towel to wipe the blood from her nose.

Qingyue raised her eyes to look at him: "If I can't be cured, will I die in ten days?"

Sheng Yanzhou's hand holding the towel suddenly tightened. He put the towel down, hugged her again, and said in a low voice: "I won't let you die."

"I'm just worried—"

Qingyue sniffed, "What if I die and you have a headache again?"

Sheng Yanzhou looked at her, his Adam's apple moving slightly: "Yue'er."

He hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear into thin air.

"Don't say such things. You won't die. I will save you no matter what the cost."

He was so strong that Qingyue felt like her bones were about to be crushed.

But she didn't push him away, instead she greedily breathed in his scent.

soon.

Another five days passed.

The lights in the president's office of Shengshi Group were on all night long.

Zhao Duo walked over quickly, and A Yao, who was standing at the door, asked hurriedly: "Are the results out?"

Zhao Duo nodded.

As soon as he saw his face, A Yao's heart sank.

"I've been working overtime these past few days, as if to free up some time. What do you think he wants to do?"

Zhao Duo shook his head: "Don't try to guess what I'm thinking."

After that, he knocked on the door and walked into the office.

"Master, there's news from the hospital."

Sheng Yanzhou, who had been working all night, put down the documents, closed his eyes, raised his hand and pinched his high nose bridge, "Speak."

Zhao Duo said cautiously: "The remaining three research institutes are unable to produce an antidote, so they give up."

Sheng Yanzhou paused and looked at him with cold eyes.

Zhao Duo was so scared by the stares that he said tremblingly, "They gave up the 10 billion yuan bonus. It seems that there is really no way. But there is good news."

He did not dare to neglect it and continued, "The research institute you invested in has made a breakthrough and developed a biological agent that can remove the poison. However, the amount is very scarce, only enough for one person, and it is impossible to conduct drug testing. I wonder if you are willing to try it. If you are willing, they will bring the medicine here immediately."

Sheng Yanzhou narrowed his eyes and said, "No need, let them go directly to Shalai."

Zhao Duo was surprised: "Master, you are going to Shalai? You are not really going to negotiate with Ding Yuanjie?"

Sheng Yanzhou gave him a cold look.

Zhao Duo realized that he had said something wrong and immediately lowered his head: "When do you plan to go?"

"As soon as possible, just one or two days, Qingyue and I will be together."

Sheng Yanzhou decisively ordered, "Go tell A Yao that this time when we go to Shalai, don't let Qingyue know our purpose. Just say we are going on a trip."

"Yes."

Zhao Duo agreed respectfully and turned to leave the office.

When they got outside, A Yao hurried forward and asked, "What's your reaction?"

Zhao Duo was in no mood to answer him. He just sighed and said, "I'm going to Shalai to exchange Qingyue's antidote with Ding Yuanjie."

"Holy crap, is it really true?"

Ah Yao's eyes almost popped out of their sockets in shock. "In the past ten years, he would rather be tortured to death by the Earth Wind Gu than negotiate with Ding Yuanjie. Why is it that now..."

He suddenly stopped speaking halfway.

Then he said helplessly: "I forgot that he would do anything for Miss Qingyue."

**

Two days later.

Qingyue's body became increasingly weak, the patterns on her skin turned deep red, and she didn't even dare to look in the mirror.

Sheng Yanzhou suddenly came to the hospital and told her that he was going to Shalai.

"What are you going to Shalai for?"

Qingyue was surprised.

"There's a good doctor over there, and I'll take you on a trip to relax you."

Sheng Yanzhou touched her face.

Qingyue was silent.

What he said meant that the doctors here couldn't save her.

If she keeps delaying like this, and unless the old man is lying, she will be dead in three days.

She didn't want to show sadness in front of Sheng Yanzhou, she knew Sheng Yanzhou was under enough pressure.

"Let's go traveling, ok!"

Qingyue nodded with a happy smile on her face.

After packing her luggage, Qingyue put on a black mask and a baseball cap, wore long sleeves and long pants, covering herself tightly, and left the hospital with Sheng Yanzhou.

When we got in the car, she asked, "Can we go back to my house?"

Then, she explained in a low voice: "Just take a look downstairs."

Sheng Yanzhou held her hand: "Okay."

At the command, the car quickly arrived downstairs of Qingyue's house.

Life here is just like usual, with a group of old grandfathers playing cards and chess noisily, and old grandmothers chatting about family matters in the shade of trees.

Looking at this familiar scene through the car window, Qingyue felt inexplicably sad.

Perhaps this time when she goes to Shalai, she will never see this common scene again.

She took out her cell phone and called her mother.

"Hey, Xiaoyue."

Came the mother's gentle voice.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Qingyue tried hard to maintain a normal tone.

Qing's mother laughed and said, "Why are you so sentimental all of a sudden? Didn't we just chat yesterday? Didn't you say you were busy studying every day and didn't have time during this period? Why did you suddenly call today?"

Qingyue sniffed: "No, I just suddenly missed you. Where's Dad? Is Xiaosong home?"

"They are not here. Your father went to your uncle's house."

Qing's mother suddenly lowered her voice and said with a smile, "Let me tell you, he went over to show off the liquor and tea that Shengyanzhou gave him."

"As for Xiaosong, he has been learning baking with Lingling recently. You know, they have always wanted to open a cake shop. These two kids are really creative."

Qingyue felt a slight soreness in her nose as she listened to her mother chattering about the situation at home.

"Well, I'm going to study now. Bye."

Qingyue said with a smile.

"Eat more, don't just focus on studying and neglect yourself. And Shengyanzhou, your father's attitude towards him has changed 180 degrees since he came back this time. He said that it would be a blessing for our family to have such a son-in-law."

Qing's mother felt helpless but also amused, "You two should get along well and be more considerate of each other."

When Qingyue was about to cry, her cell phone was suddenly taken away.

"Hi, Auntie."

Sheng Yanzhou's tone was rarely not so cold.

"Oh, Mr. Sheng, you're here too. I was just talking about you."

Hearing Shengyanzhou's voice, Qingmu couldn't help but become reserved.

"Just call me Yanzhou."

Shengyanzhou spoke lightly.

Qing's mother said, "Yanzhou, our Qingyue has been taken care of by you, thank you very much."

"You're welcome. It's what I should do."

Sheng Yanzhou raised his hand, gently stroked Qingyue's face with his fingertips, paused for a moment and asked: "Excuse me, are you willing to marry her to me?"