Quick Transmigration: The Villainous Female Supporting Character Became the Male Lead's Beloved

During Ni Qing's absence, the AI ​​actually made some progress; she discovered a type of gene cell in Yue Jianchen's blood that humans do not possess.

Furthermore, this cell regeneration ability is extremely strong, enhancing self-healing and the body's own immunity by thousands of times.

This is probably why he is fearless of water and fire and immune to high-temperature light, and there's much more to it than that. The human-machine interface, mimicking the original owner's character, provided detailed annotations and named this cell the R cell.

Special experiments were also conducted, using fresh or discarded blood on mice, rabbits, and other subjects. It did have an effect, significantly enhancing immune cells, but the animals quickly deteriorated and died after an hour.

Ni Qing stared into thought as she looked at the general outline of the report. If this was a shadow of the previous world or a mirage-like existence, then why had she never heard of this planet since she started her missions?

Not only had they never heard of this planet, but even the old people had never mentioned it, let alone how unimaginable the final outcome of this world would be.

If antibodies can be developed, then these hundreds of thousands of people will have hope of survival.

She doesn't consider herself a saint. To put it bluntly, if humanity truly cherished nature and protected its environment, it wouldn't have taken this long to think about saving it.

Moreover, what they are saving is not a dying, precarious planet, but themselves.

Looking at the half-finished data, Ni Qing finally pushed up her slipping gold-rimmed glasses and put the report in the drawer.

No one else can enter this office without her iris, but just to be on the safe side, she decided to keep it in a drawer.

She picked up the remaining blood and immersed herself in the experiment, her face expressionless yet serious and focused, perfectly matching the original owner's character.

When she came to her senses, it was already the next morning. Only when the light shone through the window did she realize how hungry she was.

The body often stays up late, has irregular work and rest schedules, and the daytime is shortened, so a day is no longer 24 hours, but 22 hours.

Feeling dizzy and lightheaded, she had to stop working. She rested on the table for about ten minutes before slowly getting up to go to the restaurant for a meal.

Before they could even cross the experimental area, they were stopped by a group of staff.

“There are people causing trouble at the entrance. Every day, many people are dying because the pseudo-atmosphere is getting thinner. These families are crying uncontrollably and want to come and ask about the progress of the experiment.”

They were somewhat terrified. They had been forbidden from revealing any information when they first took over the experimental subjects, so why were these people suddenly surrounding the entrance to the experimental base?

This is a form of indirect pressure.

Their hearts sank.

Ni Qing rubbed her aching temples: "What are you talking to me about? Just get rid of them. Nobody can guarantee the results of the experiment right now. Investigate who leaked the information and fire them."

Her mental state was really poor.

The staff member nodded awkwardly and then left in a hurry. If it were before, they could have casually complained a bit about the doctor's inaction, but these past few days they had all witnessed that she was almost working day and night.

These trivial matters were indeed not enough to alarm her.

Ni Qing's stomach had been empty for a long time, and she would feel nauseous if she ate anything too much, so she just ate a little something before heading to the living quarters.

As she passed by the room where the moon was setting, she paused for a moment, thinking of going in to take a look, but she was too tired and her eyelids were drooping, so she decided against it.

She took a step, intending to pass by—

"Bang—"

A muffled thud came from inside the room. Before Ni Qing could even react, she stopped and pushed open the door: "What's wrong?"

The room was clean and tidy; even the blankets on the bed hadn't been moved, and everything was still arranged as before. She quickly glanced around, then fixed her gaze on the source of the sound.

It is a stainless steel water cup.

The boy stood next to the water glass, clearly having mishandled it, causing a small amount of water to spill onto the floor. Ni Qing breathed a sigh of relief, ignoring the throbbing pain in her head.

"Dry yourself with a tissue. You can sleep on the bed. If you're hungry, I'll have someone bring you food." She knew almost without thinking that there was no sign of anyone sleeping on the bed.

Standing still is quite tiring.

After giving the instructions, she realized her vision was a little heavy, probably because her glasses were too heavy. Now that she didn't need to do the experiment, there was no need to wear them anymore.

She turned around, took off her glasses and put them in the pocket of her white coat, but the feeling of her eyelids getting heavier and heavier became more and more obvious. Realizing that this was a sign of fainting, before she could hold onto anything, everything went black and she lost consciousness.

Her body, like a kite with a broken string, lost control and fell to one side.

If you fall hard like that, you're bound to get bruises.

As the moon sank lower, it blinked slowly, its fingers hanging at its sides unconsciously bending.

Then, he vanished from his spot and appeared out of thin air beside her, effortlessly supporting Ni Qing.

Her white coat grew larger and larger, and her chin became more and more pointed. Lack of sleep and malnutrition made her increasingly weak, and her small face was buried in the boy's neck.

Only barely perceptible, faint breaths sprayed onto the silver-haired boy's skin.

The silver-haired boy remained calm and collected. He wrapped his arms around her tight waist, slipped his other hand under her knees, and easily lifted her up.

The movement is clean and crisp.

The human woman in his arms was very weak, and he only realized this belatedly as the moon sank.

He carried Ni Qing, slowly walked to the bedside, gently placed her on the bed, thought for a moment about the purpose of the blanket, and then casually pulled it over to cover her.

Even though he had already put the person down, the slightly hot breath on his neck seemed to still be there. He hesitated for a moment, then slowly placed his long, slender, white fingertips on the back of his neck.

Ni Qing was simply exhausted and had low blood sugar; only ten minutes had passed since she opened her eyes again. The intense dizziness from before had subsided considerably, but because it had happened so suddenly, she felt no pain at all.

She propped herself up, trying to sit up in bed, but her palm touched a few strands of hair.

She looked over in confusion—

The silver-haired, gray-eyed boy sat leisurely on the floor, his hands casually resting on the edge of the bed, his cheek pressed against his arm, his deep eyes fixed on her without blinking.

Ni Qing glanced at the silver hair in her hand, then calmly withdrew her hand, intending to get up again.

My wrist was suddenly grabbed.

The cool touch made her pause for a moment.

She maintained her persona, looking at him expressionlessly: "Let go."

Yue Jianshen's voice was calm and indifferent: "It's not suitable for you to move around right now." In just a few days, he was already able to speak a complete sentence.

Ni Qing laughed: "Then what's suitable? Even when I'm sleeping, I have to go back to my own room to sleep. Instead of observing me, you should take care of yourself."

She tried to pull her hand away, but she still couldn't.

A hint of stubbornness appeared in the silver-haired boy's eyes: "Don't move, just sleep here."