Chapter 775: Bassfield's ideal world is shattered

Lei Huanxi's counterattack has officially begun!

And this counterattack also caught Bassfield off guard.

The Merivan Cessnett group was completely abandoned by Ray Huanxi!

And what's even worse is that there was no news at all before.

What to do?

Bassfield's mind went blank.

Zhu Jinyan's mind was also blank.

Lei Huanxi actually did it!

Damn, how could he do that?

Didn't he know what dragon fruit meant?

What now?

"I want to go see that kid Miao Miao. At this time, Lei Huan's voice sounded again.

"Mr. Lei, Mr. Lei!"

At this time, Miao Miao's parents, Gao Baode and Wei Xiumei, rushed to Lei Huanxi and grabbed him: "Save our children, save our children!"

Lei Huanxi's eyes were a little red: "I believe that the diagnosis of the hospital and Dr. Proman will not be wrong, dragon fruit can indeed play a very big role, but it is not a good medicine to bring the dead back to life, and there is no such miracle medicine in this world." However, although I couldn't save Miao Miao, I was able to do my best to alleviate her pain. ”

He walked into the intensive care unit with Miao Miao's parents and Dean Xiao.

Miao Miao on the hospital bed is obviously gone, she is thin and no longer humanoid, and her body is constantly trembling there.

Seeing this scene, Gao Baode and Wei Xiumei's tears kept flowing out again.

It's late, it's too late, Lei Huanxi sighed deeply in his heart, and he looked at Dean Xiao: "Dean Xiao, please let me try, okay?"

Dean Xiao nodded with difficulty.

Lei Huanxi took out a small bottle with something in it.

It was configured by Lei Huanxi himself. It contained one of the biggest and best dragon fruits he had hand-picked, as well as his blood.

You must know that Lei Huanxi's blood has magical powers, and Anne and the others relied on this blood to escape death.

In addition to these, Lei Huanxi even cut a small piece of Chemazhi in the basement.

The last Chemazhi on earth!

The dragon fruit and the chamayzhi were all mashed and mixed with the blood. A special liquid is formed.

He didn't know if it was useful, Chubby was still asleep, and he didn't even have a person to talk to.

He knew that there was no miracle medicine in this world to bring the dead back to life.

Even his blood must meet some necessary conditions to save people.

His only hope was to minimize Miao Miao's pain.

In front of everyone, he opened the bottle and carefully poured some into Miao Miao's mouth.

Maybe God really heard everyone's prayers, and Miao Miao, who was originally frozen there with a vegetative person, actually moved her lips.

The liquid was quickly absorbed by her.

Lei Huanxi found a stool and sat on the edge of the bed. Then silently held Miao Miao's hand.

And everyone, including the journalists, waited silently outside the glass window of the intensive care unit......

……

"Bastard!

Zhu Jinyan's anger is simply indescribable!

How could Lei Huanxi do this?

Lei Huanxi actually chose such a method to fight back?

Originally, everything had been arranged so perfectly, and the collapse of Lei Huanxi and his company was only between morning and evening.

But in the blink of an eye, things have taken a 360-degree turn.

Bassfield also sat there silently.

Now things are in trouble.

Miracle drugs have been the most important research project of the MΓ©rivan-Cessnett Group in the last two years, and even play an important role in the entire Blue Scarf Project.

Lei Huanxi's high-pressure policy and cooperation with Zhu Jinyan not only did not play any role, but also forced himself into a very embarrassing position!

"Mr. Bathfield, Mr. Bassfield!" Dr. Proman rushed in. His face was full of shame and self-reproach: "I know what Lei Huanxi replied to the reporter, I know everything! Oh my God." I'm simply an unforgivable sinner, no, I can't go on like this!"

"Doctor, calm down, calm down. Bassfield barely kept his composure: "We're also trying to save those kids." ”

"No, no!" Dr. Proman shook his head, "I was wrong. We were wrong, all of them were wrong. We're carried away by selfishness and selfishness, Witzgo? No, I don't need anything. Now Lei Huanxi, Bolan Pharma and all children with special diseases need my research results. Mr. Garcia Bassfield. I now formally announce that I will no longer work with the Merivan-Cessnett Group, and I will make all the results of my research available to Mr. Ray Huanxi!"

After saying that, he walked out without hesitation.

Dr. Proman had been lost by honor, but now he had found himself again.

Bassfield stared at Dr. Proman's back in amazement, completely unsure of what to do.

The phone rang, and it was Takeyuki Nozawa calling: "Mr. Bassfield, I have to regret to inform you that in view of our long-term friendship with Fangcun Company and your attitude in this negotiation, Japan Hanayuan Co., Ltd. will completely stop cooperating with the Merivan-Sessnett Group, Mr. Bassfield, I wish you a happy life!"

Another one! Another one!

Takeyuki Nozawa and his Hanagen Co., Ltd. also betrayed themselves!

Bassfield felt that everything he had carefully constructed was collapsing!

"It doesn't matter, at least you still have me. Zhu Jinyan actually smiled at this time: "At least we still have a dragon fruit in our hands, whether it is called dragon fruit or Witz fruit, it gives us a chance, I believe we will soon be able to find a way to cultivate dragon fruit." ”

Yes, the only hope now is the dragon fruit in Zhu Jinyan's hand.

Zhu Jinyan's phone also rang, he answered the phone, but his face suddenly turned pale without listening to a few words.

"What's the matter, Mr. Zhu Jinyan, what's going on again?" Bassfield suddenly became nervous.

Zhu Jinyan sat down slowly, and after a long time, he said with difficulty: "Mr. Bassfield, there is very bad news, my dragon fruit is dead. ”

"What? What did you say?" Bassfield jumped to his feet.

"My dragon fruit is dead!" Zhu Jinyan almost gritted his teeth there: "I don't know what caused it, but my dragon fruit died not long ago." All the dragon fruits on it have turned yellow. ”

Is it ironic?

Busfield felt the irony to the extreme. The last hope was dashed in this instant!

All my hopes are about to be dashed!(To be continued.) )