The next day, Monya did not wake up normally, but even so, he did not make the child lose his temper as usual. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With the sound of percussion, he could easily find the source. It turned out to be Mai Dong, in the same position as yesterday, in a similar position, and she was sitting there again, her head still hitting the wall, and then she made a regular and rhythmic sound of "knock-knock-".

He was in a good mood, but suddenly a flame burst up. He pulled Mai Dong up, looked at her expressionless face angrily, and reached out to touch the back of her head, which was swollen with a large bag.

"What are you doing? I want to die! As he spoke, he dragged her forward fiercely, and Mai Dong stumbled and fell into his arms.

Mai Dong did not resist, leaned on his arms in a quiet posture, and gradually, the feeling of the two people getting close was like a sweet spring, moistening Mengya's heart and extinguishing the fire in his heart. Meng Ya stretched out her hand and hugged Mai Dong tightly, and the two of them were extremely warm, like an old husband and wife for many years.

It's just that where Mai Dong was sitting just now, a pool of blood was particularly dazzling on the white woolen blanket. Meng Ya's heart tightened suddenly, remembering his actions last night, the dull pain in a certain place suddenly dispersed, and it made him feel like he was being cut with a knife.

Monya was at a loss to check every corner of Mai Dong's body, like a child searching for secrets hidden in her mother's pocket, and her face was as nervous as a child.

Mai Dong slowly raised her hand and gently touched his face, her eyes widening on her thin face.

Monya froze, half-crouched and fixed there, looking up at her. What kind of grief and despair flowed in her eyes, a dry well, without the moisture of water, waiting for death.

Mai Dong smiled at him, his hoarse voice piercing through the hourglass of time, ethereal and difficult, "Mengya, how are you?" ”

Monya looked at her for a long time, tracing her appearance with his eyes little by little, carving the outline over and over again...... He knelt on the ground, hugged Mai Dong's waist, his face pressed against her abdomen, and tears flowed out like that.

All I think about in my mind is their past, and the trivial things in the past two years are vivid: there is no money, and a pack of instant noodles is eaten by two people; In order to name the stray dog picked up from the street, the two of them fought for a week and gambled with each other, but in the end he relented; Liu Guilan had a car accident, Mai Dong couldn't sleep all night with worry, he went to a fast food restaurant to wash dishes and help her raise money; In order to celebrate the Chinese New Year, on a hot day, the two of them traveled to most of Sydney to eat hot pot; In the chaotic Auburn area, because of a joke made by two ** to Mai Dong, he had a big fight, and finally was beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, but in exchange for Mai Dong's tears and distress......

Mai Dong didn't speak, but looked at him quietly. His face was pale and terrifying, and he finally couldn't support it anymore, and he collapsed as soon as his eyes were closed.

Meng Ya hurriedly hugged her, and dark red blood fell on the carpet, gathering into beads of red agate.

"Wheat—wheat—" he cried out, holding her in his arms, with all kinds of heartache and a thousand reproaches. The blood was wet, and he was reluctant to let people approach the sofa on weekdays.

Finally, the doctor was called, but Meng Ya hugged Mai Dong tightly, and her beautiful lips were close to her forehead and next to her ear.

"Wheat, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm ...... I don't know, I just miss you too much, don't ignore me, I'm sorry ......"

"Maizi, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Dr. Huo said that the child will definitely be saved, it will definitely be...... Don't be afraid, don't be afraid......"

"Does it hurt? Does it hurt? Just stay for a while, you can bite me...... Come, hands are here, don't bite yourself, good, don't bite yourself, okay? ”

"Wheat, shall we start over? For more than six years, I have been thinking about you every day, I miss you, and I hate you, but as long as you are by my side, I believe that those hatreds will disappear soon. Didn't you say, 'Hate never makes people happy', I don't want to hate you, and I'm even more afraid that I can't control myself and make you hate me. Wheat...... I really miss you. ”

……

The other three people present: Scar, Racy, and Dr. Huo have been by Mengya's side for many years, and they are also drunk with the image of the resentful husband shown by Mengya under Mengya's nose today, crying, sad, fragile, verbose, and laipi...... In this life, if I miss this time, I am afraid that it will never appear again.

I'll go, I said classmate, she is a married woman, and now she is still pregnant with a child, you will do what other people do, and she almost had a miscarriage, if this woman is willing to "start over" with you, I will have your surname.

Lord Ya, do you want to fight so hard, hmph, after so many years, why haven't you even shed a snot for me?!

Sub-Lord...... It's ugly for you to cry......

The three of them each had a ghost fetus, and Dr. Huo endured Meng Ya's angry roar while carefully putting a drip on Mai Dong to stop the bleeding, and finally it was done, standing aside and wiping his sweat.

Dr. Huo looked down at the pear blossom wood coffee table at his feet, and thought, "Alas, in a room of two hundred square meters, there is not even an extra stool, can I sit on the tea table and coffee table?" ”

*

Mr. Johns observed his carefully cultured cells under a stereomicroscope, next to a tall, lanky man in his fifties, also in a white coat, with an Asian face and black and white hair. He has thick eyebrows, and although he has a serious and rigid face, he still can't stop the elegance on his body.

"Jun, come and see." Johns relinquished his seat and said to the man not far away.

Jun observed for a moment, a smile on his lips.

"Yes, does that mean our experiment is about to succeed? By following the previously extracted cells for subbody tracking, we can ignore the rejection of the subject and achieve our desired goal? ”

The folds on Professor Johns' face were pulled away by his smile, "This result is very surprising, we need to test it well to know if it works well." ”

"Well, didn't she say that Mr. Police can't see the abnormality, and I'll change some cells for him this time." Jun clicked the petri dish on the test bench through his rubber gloves.

Professor Johns nodded, his brown eyes sharp as knives.

"By the way, Qingqing's head has been a little sore in the past two days, I want to take her out for a walk, and you will take care of the affairs here."

"Okay, you and your wife can go out with confidence."

Professor Johns looked approvingly at his proud disciple, in fact, he deserved this "teacher", Jun is a scientific genius, with a high talent and understanding of pharmacology and biochemistry, and many times, he himself is more like a student.

Jun saw Professor Johns turn around the bench, carefully avoid the glass equipment in the room, and walk out, so he lowered his head and continued to pound the cells on the slide with the nanotube.