readx;?“ Don't talk about it, my people are also developing an antidote, and you can help develop it together. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Ruan Tianling said lightly.

Xi Mubai nodded: "No problem." ”

Ruan Tianling glanced at him and turned to leave.

Knowing the severity of his condition, he didn't look flustered.

If the person who injected him with the virus was Dr. Wilson, then he must have an antidote in his hands.

He should reach out to him and get some benefits out of him.

Hmph, he's just waiting for him to show up automatically!

"Wait a minute!" Xi Mubai chased after him, Ruan Tianling stopped and turned slightly.

Xi Mubai said solemnly: "I'm not joking with you, you must be isolated as soon as possible, and you can't drag it out." My guess is that in just a few days, the virus will destroy a lot of your immune system. You may be cured by contracting a normal disease, but when the virus starts attacking your internal organs, all kinds of cancers can break out......"

Ruan Tianling nodded and said, "Don't worry, I won't joke with my life." ”

"And when are you going to quarantine?"

"I'll arrange this." Ruan Tianling said in a deep voice.

******************

in the bedroom.

Jiang Yufei turned on a few soft wall lamps, played soothing music, and was reading a novel in her hand.

It was already half past nine in the evening.

She hadn't rested yet, waiting for Ruan Tianling to come back.

Ruan Tianling pushed open the bedroom door, and when she saw her quietly reading a book, her dark eyes instantly softened a lot.

Jiang Yufei looked up and saw him, with a bright smile on her face.

"Why did you come back?"

Ruan Tianling walked up to her and sat down, he took off his shoes and leaned against the head of the bed with her.

"There was a delay, so I came back late." He put his arm around her, his gaze resting on the novel she was reading.

"What are you looking at?"

Jiang Yufei closed the page and showed him the title: "The Story of Pushkina." ”

"I only know Pushkin, it seems to be a Russian poet."

Jiang Yufei nodded: "Yes, this is his wife's story." ”

"What are you talking about?" Ruan Tianling asked her.

Jiang Yufei was almost finished, and she said: "The previous is their love story, the two of them are very affectionate, but Pushkin was killed in the end." ”

Ruan Tianling's eyes were slightly sluggish, "And then?" ”

"When he died, he asked his wife to remarry, and then her wife married a very nice man, but I haven't seen how it ended." When Jiang Yufei said this, her tone was obviously a little low.

Ruan Tianling observed and asked slightly: "Not happy?" Is it because Pushkin is dead? ”

Jiang Yufei threw away the novel, leaned on him, and held his chest with her hands.

"Well, the two of them were very affectionate, but Pushkin died so young, leaving his wife and their children behind, and just left...... His wife was sad, but she eventually remarried......"

Ruan Tianling hugged her body tightly and rolled her throat.

"Shouldn't she be married? It is not easy for her to be a woman with children, and it will be better to marry. ”

Jiang Yufei said sullenly: "I know, the man she remarried also loves her very much, but I don't think she is completely happy." After all...... The man she loves the most is dead......"

Ruan Tianling's chest was blocked, his eyes were misty, and he said things that he didn't even know about.

"It doesn't matter, time will dilute everything, it may be painful at first, and then it will fade away......"