"It's funny, it's serious. The corners of Owen's mouth lifted and he handed her the orange juice, "Drink this first, it's appetizing." ”

"Badass. Ivy took the cup and drank more than half of it in one gulp.

Owen put the thermometer under her armpit, "Don't be careless, if you can survive until tomorrow morning when you don't have a fever anymore, you will be allowed to take a shower." ”

"You, am I going to get the CVD virus?" Ivy widened her eyes.

"It's not impossible. Owen nodded.

"Ahh

Owen took the cup in her hand, "What can I do, isolate at home for observation, if the high fever does not go away, dry cough and fatigue, and difficulty breathing, I will send you to the hospital." ”

Ivy reflexively covered her mouth and coughed dryly twice, waving her hand at Owen, "You go quickly, don't be infected by me." ”

"On the contrary, I can't go anywhere but stay at your house. A sly smile appeared at the corner of Owen's mouth, "Have you forgotten, we hugged and hugged and kissed yesterday, if you are really infected, I can run?"

"You...... Don't be nonsense, whoever kisses you will hug you, and it will not necessarily be contagious. Ivy's voice grew, and she lowered her eyes shyly.

"Yours is right, then turn the not necessarily into a certainty. Owen sat on the edge of the bed and lifted Ivy's chin with one hand.

Suddenly, her lips were covered by his soft and hot lips, and the sexy and flamboyant rose fragrance filled his breath and breath, and it penetrated into his heart.

Ivy closed her eyes drunkenly, as if auspicious clouds were rising above her head, she was dizzy and drunk, her limbs could not move, and she felt herself melt between his lips and teeth, little by little.

Owen held her tightly in his arms, and a light seemed to appear in front of him, slicing open his chest like a sharp sword, and the original rotten soul was scattered with the wind.

"It's okay now, I'm completely infected by you, and I can't go anywhere. Owen curled the corners of his mouth in bad spirits.

"You!" Ivy pushed him away, lying on the bed and covering her head under the covers.

Owen also lay down, turned sideways and supported his head with one hand, and asked in a solemn tone: "If there is really a place in the world that is isolated from the world and can only accommodate you and me, would you like to go with me?"

Ivy pulled back the covers and slowly turned her head towards him. His eyes were unusually bright, and the pupils as clear as amber shone with a gritty light she had never seen before.

"Well, I do. She reveled in his gaze and nodded involuntarily.

Her eyes were as pure as a clear spring, exactly the same as when they first met, and Owen's heart was pierced again.

"Fool, do you really believe me, aren't you afraid that I'm a human trafficker?" he didn't dare to look her in the eye anymore, and turned to escape.

Ivy didn't know what to do, and grabbed his arm, "Don't you go, it won't count if you just pass?" ”

Owen turned his back to Ivy and took a deep breath, low and slow: "Count, I'll do my best to find that place and take you with me." ”

"It's the same as the real thing. Ivy rolled her eyes, but her heart was as sweet as honey.

"I'm going to boil water. Owen got up and walked out of the room.

Ivy called Bai Bing to ask for leave. Although the fever had subsided, his body was still very weak, and he fell asleep again after taking the medicine.

Owen was sitting alone in his study, and he had just received a message from Lillian that she had successfully hacked into Ai Bingqing's computer and transferred back the data on his hard drive.

Ai Bingqing was cunning and cunning, he fragmented all the data, divided it into hundreds of files and stored them in different folders, each folder set a password, and shuffled the order.

It seems that he is also wary of the people of Huamei Company.

By the way, the numbers and letters recorded in the Morse code will be the password?

Following the Morse code, he tried to recover a few files, and sure enough, it was CRISPR data. Each fragmented file is numbered, and according to the numbers and letters of the Morse code, they can be combined sequentially to restore the complete material.

These materials are a pile of waste paper in the hands of others, but Owen has the password in his hands, and it is not a problem to restore them into complete documents.

Lillian sent another message: [Have you seen it, can the data be recovered?]

[I'm not sure, try my best.] Owen replied.

When it was time for the midday news, Owen got up and went to the living room and turned on the TV.

The headlines are news about Huamei Gene. Looking at the familiar picture, he secretly thought, Ai Bingqing's password file hidden at home was updated eight months ago, is it that the Ming "Heng" plan has been successfully developed, and he is just experimenting with it now?

An idea flashed through his mind: perhaps, the complete data of the "Constant" plan could be used as an exchange chip to break away from AR.

It's a dangerous idea and no chance of winning. None of those who tried to break away from the organization survived. No one can make a deal with AR, and no one can leave AR alive.

Wanting to terminate the deal with the devil, he knows exactly what the price is. But whatever the outcome, he's going to give it a try.