Helan Xiaoxinte wanted to know why Ye Xiaodao developed this new type of drug in the first place.

When the new drug was about to be successfully developed, why did he withdraw again?

Is it because he already knows that No. 1, which is doped with Gu poison, is the most terrible thing in the world, and he can't bear to develop it and harm the world?

If that's the case, then when he left, even if he didn't kill Chachai, he should have destroyed all the No. 1 technology, which was already a half-finished product.

But he just left, and Helan Xiaoxin, who was allowed to take over, finally developed the No. 1.

Why did he do it?

What is his ultimate purpose in doing this?

Conspiracy?

Or, is he also like Helan Xiaoxin, for some reason, he hates this world, so he deliberately cultivated this demon, but when he was about to succeed, he found out in his conscience that he didn't destroy it when he stopped because he didn't want his outstanding product to be destroyed like this?

Helan Xiaoxin, who covered her face with her hands and cried silently, slowly thought of these questions.

She looked up.

Ye Xiaodao had already left, and in the ashtray on the table, there were still half-finished cigarettes, curling with green smoke.

This is a special cigarette from Helan Xiaoxin.

At that time, Ye Xiaodao also said that he would never smoke this kind of cigarette, why is he smoking it again now?

Ha, is it because I saw my new sister in such pain, I felt guilty in my heart, and I wanted to suck a demon to offset my sins?

Your sister, then you might as well finish this cigarette.

Helan Xiaoxin laughed silently, and his trembling right hand slowly raised and picked up the cigarette.

Slowly take it in your mouth and suck it slowly.

Familiar, and with an urgent sense of comfort, immediately through the smoke, down her veins, terrifying her limbs, every cell, so that in the shortest possible time, quieted her.

Fans, the same leaf knife.

Fans, the same Li Nannan.

Only two men with the same mystery can become friends of life and death, and when they see someone pursuing their brother's fiancée, they go crazy unceremoniously and crash Feng Dashao's luxury car.

In the end, Helan Xiaoxin will pay the bill.

It's as if it's been arranged a long time ago.

There is a big invisible hand that pushes the fate of these people in nothingness, and no matter how much they struggle, they cannot escape from the established fate.

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When Yue Zitong arrived home, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

When people are in a bad mood, they have less luck.

In the past, it took Mr. Yue at most 40 minutes to get home from the company, but today it took a full hour and a half to get home.

It's not a traffic jam, it's that when she was in a bad mood and wanted to drive fast, she accidentally scratched a woman riding an electric car.

Within the three words black and fat, the middle-aged woman who accounts for the two words black and fat and has a rather burly figure has let Mr. Yue see what a real woman is.

Mr. Yue, who can definitely be called sharp-toothed, has no room to talk back in front of middle-aged women, and has to block it with both hands, like a saliva star sprayed by a storm.

You deliberately scraped me down and disfigured me because you saw how beautiful I looked, right?

You also look like a cultured person, but why is your heart so vicious?

Wouldn't you feel guilty for destroying beautiful things?

Yue Zitong was almost stunned by the middle-aged woman's questions one after another.

But I also understood a truth, Li scumbag's face is by no means the thickest in Qingshan City.

When the woman said the first of the last three questions, Mr. Yue offered a compensation price of 3,000 yuan.

When Mr. Yue was questioned by her for the second time, he turned three thousand into six thousand.

In the end, Yue Zitong took out a bill of 10,000 yuan, finally satisfied the woman's third question, and in her sarcastic eyes, she got into the car in a gloomy manner.

Mr. Yue, who was angry, decided to vent his anger on Li Nannan.

If Li scumbag can come to the company and answer her calls, why should she rush home for his safety and accidentally scrape someone?

Li Nannan's Land Rover is still parked in the yard, and it seems that he hasn't gone out yet.

"You can't really kill yourself, right?"

Mr. Yue, who was full of resentment, no longer minded whether he would become a widow, Yinya gritted his hatred and cursed, opened the door and jumped out of the car.

She decided that no matter what Li scum was doing at home, even if she was happily washing her clothes, she had to let him know what made her aunt angry, and the consequences were serious.

There was no one in the living room, no one in the kitchen, and no one in the bathroom.

Where did he die?

It can't be that you haven't gotten up yet, right?

It's half past one in the afternoon.

Is it really exhaustive?

Aunt Yue, who was angry, raised her foot and kicked the door of the guest room open.

With a bang, the door slammed into the wall in the room, and then quickly bounced back, almost hitting Yue Quan's head who was just about to walk back, but fortunately she reacted quite quickly and raised her hand to support it.

On the bed in the room, there was a quilt, and under the quilt, there was a huddled figure.

He really hasn't gotten up yet!

Yue Zitong could hear the sound of his teeth gritting.

It's okay for you to sleep lazily at home, for the sake of your safety, Aunt Ben racked her brains and tried her best to find someone to make a fake case for you, and as for being embarrassed by a, she was scolded as a sieve in front of the vast number of melon-eating people - well, you can also be forgiven, after all, it was not you who drove at the time.

But can you die when you answer a phone while you're sleeping?

And, there, more!

The quilt, why is it still moving!

I'll go, you're still masturbating!

Li Nannan, do you still want to be shameless, it's really been a long time?

Yue Zitong, who was so angry that he couldn't sustain himself, jumped to the bed with a brisk step, stretched out his hand to grab the quilt, and slammed it to the ground in front of the window, shouting angrily: "Li scum, you have lost the face of seven million Qingshan people!" ”

"Get out of here, get out!"

Yue Zitong stretched out his hand and grabbed Li Nannan's ear, and was about to turn in a circle, but his wrist suddenly trembled, as if he had been burned by a soldering iron, and retracted suddenly.

She really touched a soldering iron.

Of course, it was not a soldering iron, but Li Nannan's ears.

The normal body temperature of a person is about 36 degrees 8, and if it exceeds this temperature, it is a fever, and children under the age of three can sometimes reach more than 40 degrees, but if adults want to try this temperature - well, who wants to be a fool, just burn one and try it.

Forty degrees is likely to burn adults into fools, but according to Yue Zitong's hand test, the temperature on Li Nannan's ears definitely exceeds this temperature.

It turned out that he was having a fever.

Since this morning, no, maybe he has had a high fever since last night, so his body is shivering.

It's ridiculous, in the morning, Yue Zitong and Helan Xiaoxin thought he was hiding in the quilt and masturbating-

"Yue Zitong, he's slapping Nima's head!"

After raising his hand on Li Nannan's forehead, feeling the temperature that was hotter than his ears, Yue Zitong couldn't wait to slap himself hard.

This morning, when she opened the door, she mistakenly thought that Li Nannan could be ashamed and angry when she was shameless, and pounced like this and lifted his quilt, but she didn't do it because of Helan Xiaoxin's presence, but snorted coldly, slammed the door, turned around and left.

How long can an adult last after a high fever of more than 40 degrees?

Yue Zitong didn't know.

All she knew was that no one could hold on for long when they had such a bad fever.

Too long, how long?

Not counting last night, it's been seven hours since half past six in the morning.

What will a person with a high fever of more than 40 degrees look like after more than seven hours?

Yue Zitong knows now.

The little nephew gave birth to it, and it was almost a little bit away from the cream child, that is, seven or eight streets, but it was barely handsome.

The mouth is crooked, saliva is flowing down the corners of the mouth, and the cheeks are like burning clouds—the typical appearance of a paralyzed idiot is the answer to what an adult will look like when he has a high fever of more than 40 degrees for a long time.

"Li Nannan, Li Nannan, wake up, wake up!"

As if he had lost his soul, Yue Zitong screamed in panic, and after finding that Li Nannan's body was trembling vigorously, he hurriedly hugged him tightly in his arms, screaming his name in his ear, and asked him to wake up quickly.

Li Nannan may have really heard her cry and opened his eyes.

Yue Zitong's delicate body trembled violently again, and the reason that had been trying to stop fear was like being washed away by a flood to a collapsed embankment, and he suddenly lost his ground, and his open mouth couldn't even let out an exclamation.

Eerie, red.

It's like the devil's, Hitomi.

This is what Yue Zitong saw after Li Nannan opened his eyes.

Fortunately, Li Nannan's eyes only opened for a moment, and then slowly closed.

"Li Nannan, don't scare me, don't scare me."

Yue Zitong was stunned for at least half a minute before he slowly came to his senses, muttering, shaking his body vigorously, but no longer saying that he woke up.

If she didn't say anything, Li Nannan didn't open her eyes, and the frequency of her body trembling became more urgent.

The hot breath he exhaled seemed to be able to roast the fine hairs on Yue Zitong's face.

She finally remembered something, put him down, turned and rushed out.

She went out in such a hurry that her right shoulder hit the door frame hard, and her eyes blackened in pain.

But now she couldn't care about any of that, so she stumbled to the closet, opened it, threw out all the things she didn't need, like a rabbit throwing them into a nest, and finally found the alcohol.

Medical alcohol, which has a noticeable cooling effect.

After running back to the house, Yue Zitong reached out and pulled Li Nannan's black vest down, poured alcohol into his heart, and rubbed it vigorously with his vest.

may be because alcohol has a cooling effect, and Li Nannan, who is unconscious, opened his mouth and coughed.

Poof-A mouthful of blood spurted out like an arrow and sprayed it on Yue Zitong's face.

"Li Nannan!"

Yue Zitong was stunned for a moment again, let out a crying scream, threw away the things in his hand, grabbed his shoulders and carried them on his back, and rushed out like crazy.

When people have a high fever, they will lack water and talk nonsense, but how can they vomit blood?

The high fever that has not gone away for a long time has burned out his internal organs?

Yue Zitong didn't know how she carried Li Nannan into the car and how she sent him to the central hospital.

It's as if she's done it in a second.

It wasn't until Dean Lu personally commanded the medical staff and pushed Li Nannan into the emergency room that Yue Zitong collapsed, slowly squatted down along the wall, and covered his face with his hands, only to find that he had already burst into tears.

There are people who pass by her, and when they look at her, they all have pity in their eyes, this child must have died of her husband, and they are all crying like this, and they are not wearing shoes.

Yue Zitong didn't notice what other people looked at her, in fact, even if she did, she wouldn't care.

She just picked her hair hard, eager to tear herself apart.

She hated herself so much, why she didn't look at him in the morning and why he was shaking.

Her Yue Zitong's fiancé, no matter how despicable and shameless he is, will not hide in the bed after they open the door.