At 8:15 a.m. on Sunday, Murong Xu was still asleep.

He just came back from a business trip abroad last night, and arrived at Han's house at 3 o'clock this morning.

Guarding the wall clock on the wall, his eyes fixed on the long minute hand, and Han hesitated, tormented by obsessive-compulsive disorder.

There were still 15 minutes left, she needed an intravenous injection, and she had already counted the days, staggering the time when Murong Xu was at her house.

But she didn't expect that he would fly early, and after getting off the plane, he hurried to her house.

If you wake him up now, 15 minutes should be enough for him to get dressed, wash, and leave. But yesterday he flew for more than ten hours long distance, and some time before, his work was so busy.

She was repeatedly wavering between screaming and not screaming, and time passed minute by minute. The minute hand finally moved to the midpoint of 5 and 6, and without any more struggle, she stood up.

Walking into the kitchen, she gently closed the door. Remove the refrigerator in the refrigerator in a sealed box, with cold belt on latex gloves.

Cut open the injection ampoule and suck out the sterilized water with a disposable syringe. Open the conical plastic biological test tube, which contains a small amount of yellowish powder.

Dilute back and forth twice, the powder dissolves, and the solution in the syringe takes on a clear lemon yellow color. Place the syringe on the stand, roll up the sleeve, remove the tendon strip, bite one end with your teeth, pull it with your right hand, and wrap it around the elbow to secure it.

The blue-blue veins bulged slightly, and the thin needles pressed down, ready to pierce.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, a voice rang out from behind.

He Han's hand shook in fright, and the tip of the needle cut through the skin, leaving a bloody mark. She frowned, didn't pay attention to it, and repeated the action just now with her right hand, pressing and stabbing, pushing, and the injection was completed.

Pull out the needle, throw the syringe on the cupboard, remove the alcohol cotton ball, press the injection site tightly, and turn back to the cold.

Murong Xu's face sank as if it was about to drip, and he looked at He Han coldly, waiting.

Tiny dust particles hovered in the air, and the atmosphere of the narrow space was oppressively suffocating, two people in one door, one outside the door, looking at each other in the air, and the intersecting sights were as cold as ice.

But after a while, after being defeated by Han, she looked away and looked at the void behind him: "It's grandma's medicine, I'm a little eyebrows, animal experiments have already been done." She tried to speak as lightly as she could.

"Tricking a three-year-old? How long have you been working on this drug, and you have figured out the pharmacokinetics and toxicology? But after hitting a few guinea pigs, you dare to use it on yourself, are you crazy? Every sentence was a question, he couldn't even make the connection between what he had just seen and what he had heard, it was so unbelievable, it was like a horror story of the incarnation of a doctor.

This terrible thing had to stop, and he stepped through the door. As soon as he moved, He Han followed suit, taking a step sideways, and she firmly blocked the painstakingly made medicine behind her. A pair of eyes, too wide, looked at him from the bottom up, black on the top and white on the bottom, revealing a strange paranoia and madness.

He frantically tried to rip her open and smash the box containing the horrible elixir.

His upbringing was still there, restraining himself, and he stretched out his hand to her: "Give it to me!" ”

"No way!" She became fierce, like a lioness guarding her cubs, "You get out of the way, the potion needs to be stored in the refrigerator at low temperature." ”

He didn't seem to hear, motionless, one tall, the other delicate, facing each other, as if in a duel, refusing to take half a step back.

Still moved first with Han, she was brutal, and when she pushed her chest, she pushed his whole person away. Grabbing the box, she squeezed past him.

When he turned his head to look, there was a bang, and she had closed the refrigerator door.

He froze, shocked, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. She pushed him hard, was this his cold? Usually like a little white rabbit, he always bows his head and agrees to his various requests, doubling his reward for his efforts and coldness?

He woke up to look for her, pushed open the hidden door, the scene in front of him was too frightening, he was scared at first, so frightened that his blood was cold, thinking that something had happened to her.

Then came anger, and after listening to her, he really wanted to pinch her and ask how dare she do such a thing. I don't know what is good or bad, hit it in the body, she doesn't know how dangerous it is.

"I can't wait," Yu Han was still standing in front of the refrigerator, she gradually calmed down, trying to ease the atmosphere, "The whole set of procedures has come down, if not ten years, but eight years, at that time, grandma's brain has long been degraded and incurable, and brain damage is irreversible." ”

"Don't talk nonsense with me, medicine is poison, countless safety tests, you can find a qualified, you only screened a few, and hit yourself, how much risk there is, you know much better than me, don't you?" Murong Xu also tried to calm his anger, regain his senses, and talk to her.

"I'm sure that this one won't be too toxic." He Han stiffened his head and said a lot of words.

Of course, she has made a rigorous assessment, and she has thought about it. But who can claim to be infallible in the face of the great nature, she can only gamble with her pitiful wisdom and thirst for the mercy of the Creator.

"Scientific research is inherently risky, and in a level 4 biochemical laboratory dealing with Ebola, a small cut, a needle prick, can be infected with the deadliest virus;

The nurse who chose to vaccinate her children first, and an hour later, all three of her children died of staphylococcal contamination;

There are so many drug accidents," He Han said lightly, "On the way to ask questions, all kinds of unknowns, or success, failure, sacrifice and dedication, I think I can accept it." ”

Murong Xu didn't know how to react, she spoke so greatly, so lonely, she left him far away, and even left herself far away.

He didn't like this feeling, as if the cold would dissipate at any time, he wanted to pull her back, he just wanted to be a living person, no sacrifices.

"You can accept it, but what about me?" He stepped forward and took her hand, "If you are sick and disabled, can I accept it?" ”

With a wide palm, with a reassuring power, she was very attached to Han, and she softened her voice, "That's just the worst result, I've been trying it for a month, and there is no problem, and now it's only three times the amount." ”

"Is triple the amount less? What else to try later, the poisoning dose, half of them are fatal? Where did you get half of your second life to die? She stubbornly gave him a headache, and he got angry again, "If you don't die right away, is it safe?" What if it is a long-term side effect? ”

"There is no absolutely safe drug, I am only experimenting for a period of time, the accumulated toxicity will be slowly metabolized, and my grandmother's lifespan will not exceed 30 years, and it is feasible to weigh it." And the cold is still more true in objective facts.

She thinks too simply, it's not just about her.

"Are you really going to give it to your grandmother? If you are discovered, your academic career is over, and you may even be imprisoned. Murong Xu still tried to convince her.

How could I not have thought about it, but can I do it without doing it, and be tormented by anxiety all day long? She can't go back.

"I can't care about that much." Stick to the cold.

I used to think that her cold and stubborn nature was quite cute, but now it was a spell, and his heart twitched for a while.

"Only grandma is important, what about mom, what about yourself, and me?" He asked unwillingly, and in order to add weight to the question, he added all her relatives to the question.

You Han looked at him, a face with lack of sleep, his eyes were a little blue, and his hair was messy, but he was still so good-looking, and the small moles on his face were also cute, with a tight chest, powerful arms, and a flat lower abdomen, she liked them all.

A question, the arrangement of the four people, each of them is so important, she can't figure it out. So if he is excluded, will it be less troublesome?

"It's none of your business." What Han thought was that if he didn't find out today, then the lives of the two of them would be the same as the previous month, there would be no difference, and they would still be sweet.

"Is it okay?" Murong Xu took a deep breath and felt deeply disappointed.

She didn't have him in her heart at all, and his mood and feelings were not in her consideration at all.

He tried to find a clue on her face that he cared about him, but she didn't have an expression.

Heh, he sneered in his heart, what kind of zinc to send, she didn't have a heart at all.

"It doesn't matter, what's the matter?" He was mean, and wanted to ask her what he really was, "Make love together, do do-love, and then don't care about each other, regardless of each other's life or death?" ”

Bold and straightforward words, asked with Han was speechless, did she care about him? She asked herself a little, but not much. So does she want his care? Not much, she's used to handling everything on her own.

It dawned on her that it was impossible for her to be intimate with someone else. It's simple to like someone, it's enough to be attracted; It's hard to be cute, love is to promise to be involved and entangled, she can't do it, she doesn't want to be involved.

"I don't know love, I'm sorry if I let you down," she clenched her fists, she made up her mind, "I'm going to do this, if you can't approve of it, then please leave." ”

Murong Xu stared at her in disbelief.

If she broke up, she said it so easily, an hour ago the two were still huddled on her little bed, skin and flesh close to each other, breathing and smelling each other.

This heartless and indifferent woman was about to kick him away in the blink of an eye.

Is it because he cares about her and stands in her way?

"I'll ask you one last time," after all, he still understands her temperament, he doesn't want to get too far into it, and decides to give her one last chance, "If I do my best to help you now and develop this medicine as quickly as possible, I tell you to stop now, are you willing?" ”

With Han's face tensed, he quickly calculated the whole process in his heart, and the pharmacokinetics and toxicology of animals have not yet been completed, so the first, second, and third phases of the human body? In the past, it took three or four years to complete the case, and my grandmother's brain scan is now ......

She paused and met his gaze: "My answer is, no!" ”

After saying a word, the whole figure fell into the ice cave, shaking uncontrollably, she gritted her teeth and tried not to show her timidity.

Murong Xu's heart fell, and he fell to the ground like a rag bag, and the ashes fluttered silently.

He glanced at He Han fiercely, his eyes like a wounded and unwilling wolf.

He walked out of the narrow kitchen of the Han family, through the living room with simple furniture, and into the overly simple small bedroom.

I found my phone on the bedside table, and the moment I turned to leave, my eyes swept over the desk full of books and documents. The anger couldn't stop surging up, and as soon as the strings of reason broke, he rushed forward, and with a violent wave, all the things on the desk fell to the ground with a bang.

He was satisfied, and he wanted the mess of the land to pierce her eyes and her heart.

Like the cold stone carving, she still stands in front of the refrigerator, guarding her magic box.

Only she knows that at this moment, her whole person is highly sensitive, like being stretched on a very thin string, and a little sound can attract bursts of high-frequency shouting.

She shuddered at the sound in the bedroom, and shuddered again when the door closed.

What followed was a boundless silence, and an irrefutable fact that he was gone.