I listened to my sister's words today.

In the early morning, the soft sunlight shines through the thin curtains and falls into every corner of the room like golden silk threads.

The entire room was enveloped in this warm and bright light, appearing exceptionally peaceful and tranquil. However, within this silence, a "slurping" sound suddenly emanated.

Jiang Ling woke up slowly from her sleep, but not because of the noise, but because of an indescribable pain.

She opened her eyes dazedly, and her gaze gradually focused, finally landing on the little guy who was hugging her arm tightly and sucking with his little mouth.

The little guy closed his eyes tightly and sucked hard with an intoxicated look on his face, as if it was the most delicious food in the world.

Jiang Ling couldn't help but smile bitterly. He looked down at his arm and found that there were several deep red marks on it, and some of them were almost sucked out to bleed.

He shook his head helplessly, reached out to take the bottle on the bedside table, and carefully took off the pacifier.

Before the little guy could react, she quickly pulled her arm out of her arms and stuffed the pacifier into the little guy's mouth as quickly as possible.

The little guy was obviously dissatisfied with this sudden change and made inarticulate protest sounds.

But when the pacifier touched her lips, she immediately stopped humming and began to suck slowly.

Seeing this, Jiang Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He slowly sat up, stretched his body gently, then picked up the ointment beside him and carefully applied it to his injured arm.

After treating the wound, he bent down again, gently untied the little guy's dirty diaper, changed it and threw it into the trash can beside him.

Then, she got out of bed, walked to the closet, opened the door, found a pair of clean panties, and skillfully put them on the little guy.

After everything was packed up, Jiang Ling picked up the phone on the bed, turned around and left the room, walking towards the bathroom next door.

You know, right now, the little one is at his most resentful and angry all day! Not only is he grouchy when he wakes up, but he also bursts into tears at the slightest dissatisfaction.

If I woke up now, my whole morning would be a mess and I wouldn't be able to get anything done.

After washing up, I went downstairs and walked towards the restaurant.

I went to the kitchen, poured the meat porridge that I had carefully prepared last night into the pot, lit the fire and started to simmer it slowly.

After a while, bubbling sounds came from the pot, accompanied by bursts of fragrance wafting out.

Then, Jiang Ling took out a brand new bottle from the cupboard, rinsed it carefully with boiling water, scooped in an appropriate amount of milk powder, and added some boiling water and shook it well.

Finally, place the prepared bottle of milk next to the dining table, waiting for the little one to wake up and drink.

After everything was done, he slowly picked up his phone, leaned leisurely on the soft and comfortable sofa, and began to deal with all the matters that he had carefully planned last night.

His eyes were fixed on the phone screen, carefully checking the results reported there.

Although the entire plan was executed seamlessly and flawlessly, some unexpected situations still occurred.

They successfully arranged a group of people to engage in a fierce gunfight, successfully attracted the attention of the authorities, and enabled the authorities to smoothly take away the drugs in the car.

As expected, once the authorities conduct in-depth research on these drugs, they will soon discover that they are not something that can be produced on Earth, and will naturally choose to give up further investigation and tracking.

However, the guy named Zhao Meng became an unexpected variable in the plan.

Not only did they steal a large portion of the drugs that were originally intended for the Drug Research Bureau, but more importantly, they also stole the blood bags.

Although the blood in the little guy's body has been severely diluted, the value contained in it cannot be underestimated, and it still has huge development potential and utilization space.

After all, Zhao Meng now has three bags of diluted blood and four mysterious pills in his hands.

Jiang Ling has always hated things deviating from the track he had set, and this feeling of being out of control makes him very annoyed.

So, he dialed the phone number of the overseas forces without hesitation and quickly arranged the subsequent matters one by one.

At the same time, he also specifically instructed his subordinates to find a way to reveal relevant information about Zhao Meng to the authorities so that they could use the power of the authorities to deal with this troublesome problem.

Just shut Zhao Meng up quickly and release some so-called "research logs" before he is arrested.

And make everyone believe that all of this was a shocking work created by Zhao Meng himself, so that he can successfully distance himself from the matter.

As for whether the materials used to frame others are true or false, there is actually no need to worry about being discovered.

Because, first of all, no one has the real original materials, even if there are data records about these materials.

But that was only theoretical, lacking any practical means of comparison and verification. Therefore, trying to find out the truth was simply wishful thinking.

What's more, the large number of blood bags and pills loaded on the truck had all undergone extremely special processing techniques.

Once they are not used effectively for a long time or are not stored properly in the prescribed manner, the medicinal properties contained in them will dissipate and be lost at an extremely fast rate.

According to conservative estimates, these originally precious medicinal ingredients will disappear in just half a day at most.

The most urgent task is to take control of Zhao Meng, the key figure, as soon as possible, and absolutely not give him any chance to access and conduct in-depth research on the three vital blood bags.

As long as we can ensure that he cannot use these blood bags to develop any terrorist bombs that can cause huge impact and harm to the entire society, then things will naturally develop in a favorable direction.

After arranging everything, I returned to the study to start today's daily work. After finishing, I looked at the time. It was almost nine o'clock, and the little guy should be waking up soon. I put my phone aside and prepared to go upstairs to help the little guy get up.

The moment I reached out and pushed open the door, an ominous premonition suddenly came to my mind.

When he looked into the room, he stood there in shock as if struck by lightning.

I saw the little figure lying quietly on the bed, and the originally pink and cute little face was now twisted and full of pain.

What was even more shocking was that there was a large pool of bright red blood on the white bed sheet!

This scene was like a heavy hammer hitting Jiang Ling's heart, almost making it impossible for him to breathe. Without any hesitation, he took a step forward and ran over like a gust of wind.