Mr. Gu knelt down and begged me to forgive him

The call is connected.

What Song Ting heard was Gu Juan's questioning: "Where did you take him to test the medicine?"

"Brother Juan, don't be angry." Song Ting consoled patiently.

This is the critical time, even if you want to tear your skin apart, you can't let Gu Juan spoil his good deeds.

"Wen Qingmian himself agreed to test the medicine, I didn't force him."

Gu Juan didn't know whether to believe Song Ting's words, and listened to Song Ting's continuation in silence.

"You saved him, Wen Qingmian said he didn't want to owe you anything, so he signed the informed agreement this morning, Brother Juan, you can look for it, and I'll put it by your bedside."

Song Ting thought about it when she was lying, Wen Qingmian has such a clean temper, and Wen Qingmian will always pay back what she owes to others.

Moreover, Song Ting paid a very high salary in the contract, so high that Wen Qingmian couldn't spend it all in his life.

The premise is that Wen Qingmian can survive.

He was an orphan, and Wen Qingmian died, so the money would have nowhere to go, at worst Song Ting would pay for the funeral.

How expensive an urn and a cemetery can be are just a drop in the bucket for the treatment of He Jingchen's illness over the years.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time. At first, only the sound of slight footsteps could be heard, and then there was the sound of pages being turned.After all this time, I believe that Gu Juan has roughly read it.

"Brother Juan, I've always told you the truth, and I won't lie to you."

Gu Juan didn't respond to his flattery, and said in a deep voice, "Send me the address, and I'll come over right away."

How can this work.

Song Ting came up with the reason she had thought up long ago: "Wen Qingmian said that he didn't want to see you during the drug test. You also know that he cares about you so much, and he will be very haggard during the drug test. How could he want you to see me?" Such him."

This is not enough to impress Gu Juan, Song Ting continued: "This juncture is very dangerous, whether it is for Wen Qingmian or He Jingchen, emotional agitation is the most fatal."

Sure enough, Gu Juan immediately retreated when it came to his life safety.

"How long will the experiment take?" Gu Juan asked.

Song Ting: "Up to 20 days."

"Okay, I'll leave Wen Qingmian to you." Gu Juan endured the hostility in his heart, and it seemed to be a warning or a threat: "I want to see a real person after the end, and absolutely no mistakes are allowed."

"Okay, I promise you!" Song Ting said with a smile, but his expression became more and more gloomy, it seems that Wen Qingmian really needs to survive.

six in the morning.

Wen Qingmian was woken up by a group of doctors who broke in. After eating breakfast under the watchful eyes of a group of people, two white pills were placed in front of Wen Qingmian.

After Wen Qingmian took the medicine, a series of basic physical examinations began.Height, weight, heartbeat, and pulse were not spared.

After everything was done, the instrument placed on Wen Qingmian's heart was not removed.

For the next time, she should not move away, Wen Qingmian's heart data must be closely monitored.

After everyone went inside again, Wen Qingmian half-lyed on the bed.

He has no strength, the two tubes of blood yesterday had a great impact on him, and the feeling of powerlessness after sleeping all night seems to have aggravated again.

The portion of breakfast is not much, and Wen Qingmian only needs some food in his stomach, and it doesn't need to make him full.

In just one day and one night, Wen Qingmian was completely out of shape.

His face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and he didn't even have the strength to move his lips, let alone get out of bed and walk around.

And today is obviously not as good as yesterday.

As soon as Wen Qingmian fell into a light sleep, someone came in and drew another 5ml of blood from Wen Qingmian's arm.

It's not once or twice, and someone will come in and draw blood every 5 minutes to 10 minutes.Also from the first 5ml of blood to one or two drops later.

The lunch at noon was very sumptuous, Wen Qingmian was finally full, and the feeling of powerlessness in her body also subsided a lot.

He slid his eyes over everyone with a blank expression, and said weakly: "If you continue to draw like this, won't you be afraid that I will die before your experiment is completed?"

Before the result came out, Song Ting must have tried his best to save his life, and he would naturally strive for better conditions for himself.

"It doesn't matter if I die, anyway. But Song Ting won't let you off easily."

The expression on Wen Qingmian's face showed that he didn't want to live at all, but in fact, he wanted to live more than anyone else, and one day Song Ting, He Jingchen, and Gu Juan would all go to get back what they owed him in person.

And all this can only be done by living.

"What do you want?" the leading doctor asked in a muffled voice.

Wen Qingmian chuckled weakly, with a relaxed expression: "It's a pastime."

The leading doctor and the people next to him looked into each other's eyes, and agreed to Wen Qingmian's request: "No problem."

The transaction was successful.

Wen Qingmian is not afraid of being alone, but there is no sound at all in this huge laboratory when he is alone. If this continues, sooner or later he will suffer mental problems.

The next day, when the doctor put a plastic band on Wen Qingmian's wrist, he secretly changed Wen Qingmian's mobile phone.

"I hope you can avoid Mr. Song and use this phone again, and we will treat you better during the experiment."

Wen Qingmian nodded in agreement, and after the person left, she took out the replaced mobile phone and turned it on. There were many stand-alone games on it, as well as popular TV dramas and variety shows recently.

It's just that before Wen Qingmian started to spend this boring time, someone pushed the door in again.

No need to look, Wen Qingmian knew it was not a doctor, let alone Song Ting, just by listening to the footsteps, the footsteps were too arrogant, Wen Qingmian could guess that it was He Jingchen.

"Even if you don't want to, you're still lying here."

He Jingchen's body was also very weak, it was already his limit to come here.But in front of Wen Qingmian, she couldn't lose her strength, and sat on the chair with her body propped up.

Wen Qingmian only glanced at him lightly, and after seeing He Jingchen's situation clearly, a smile appeared on his face.

"Your situation is not much better."

Wen Qingmian has never been the type to hold her temper patiently.

In the past, she was just willing to accommodate Gu Juan, and gradually developed that cowardly look.

He Jingchen was even more impatient than Wen Qingmian, with an angry look on his face: "Believe it or not, I can let you die here."

"So?" Wen Qingmian looked at him nonchalantly.

When dealing with a person like He Jingchen, the more he is irritated by his words, the more he will fall into his trap.

On the contrary, as long as you act like you don't care, you can make him jump.

In the past, He Jingchen was not so easy to be fooled, but now He Jingchen, who has been suffering from illness for a long time, no longer has the careful thought before.

"I think Song Ting is not here today." Wen Qingmian said calmly.

He Jingchen's expression became even worse when he was guessed.

"If Song Ting was here, I wouldn't let you come here to find me."

Wen Qingmian's emotions are as important as He Jingchen's, who said he is the only one who can save He Jingchen.

When it was time to draw blood again, a group of people brought the equipment to Wen Qingmian again.

Seeing Wen Qingmian being forced to be busy with his illness, He Jingchen felt the depression in his heart be washed away.It's useless to talk loudly, it's not like you're going to lose your life for him.

When the doctor left, He Jingchen had already settled his mood, stood up, patted the unnecessary dust on his body, raised his chin, and said arrogantly: "Wen Qingmian, you will die for me, and even everything, and Gu Juan will also will be mine."

"In the end, you will find that you, Wen Qingmian, can't have anything."

Wen Qingmian chose to close her eyes, as if she was not aroused by He Jingchen's words at all, and rested unmoved.

When she heard He Jingchen's footsteps leaving, Wen Qingmian opened her eyes again, and the calm expression on her face was no longer there.

Every word of those words really poked Wen Qingmian's lungs.

The anger that had just arisen was immediately suppressed by Wen Qingmian.His mood should not fluctuate greatly. If he really died, He Jingchen would be satisfied.

Turning on the phone, Wen Qingmian opened a small dress-up game, and played it comfortably while leaning against the bed.

Soon it was time to draw blood again, and this time it was not the middle-aged doctor who came to draw blood, but a young girl, also wearing a mask and a white coat.

"You look very good-looking." The girl said sternly, her voice was like a robot, without any emotion.

Although her eyes were fixed on Wen Qingmian, the movements of the girl's hands were still sharp.

This is the first person who took the initiative to say friendly words to herself these days, Wen Qingmian smiled softly: "Thank you for the compliment."

The girl's eyes showed regret: "If you were not an experimenter, I would pursue you."

"That's really not fate." Wen Qingmian could feel the sincerity of the other party.

The girl leaves with the blood sample.

For the next few days, this girl was the one who drew blood for Wen Qingmian, but she never spoke to her again.

But Wen Qingmian clearly felt that the other party's movements were very gentle, and tried not to hurt him.

The body has been losing blood, and Wen Qingmian has never slept well, and even has problems eating enough.

The combination of these problems made Wen Qingmian's already precarious body even worse.

That night, Wen Qingmian developed a high fever, which could not be brought down with antipyretic drugs.

The originally bloodless face turned red, not only the face, but even the whole body.

The medicine doesn't work, only physical cooling method can be used. A group of people are busy, and the scene is a mess.

What's more terrible is that Wen Qingmian's current reaction is not known to be caused by the drug, or because Wen Qingmian's spleen was removed, and the body's immune system cannot kill the bacteria or viruses that invaded the body.

The data also showed that Wen Qingmian had a case of persistent high fever.

Song Ting stood guard outside, with a worried expression on his face. If someone who didn't know the truth saw it, he would think that the person inside was rescued by his dearest and dearest.

Maybe there will be a compliment, the love between husband and wife is deep.

"Mr. Song, you have to get ready." A man opened the door and said seriously.

Song Ting's face was gloomy and terrifying: "I don't allow Wen Qingmian to make any mistakes now! No matter what method we use, we must save him!"