Chapter 42: A Nightmare of Despair
Song Ziqian nodded.
"Cheng, you're busy, I'll wait for you outside." Tang Qianshu wanted to leave again, but found that Song Ziqian still pulled her wrist and didn't let go, or even tighter. "I'm really okay......"
I wanted to say something, but when she raised her eyes to Song Ziqian's extraordinarily unfamiliar eyes at this time, she chuckled in her heart, and her words were suddenly interrupted.
"Brother Ziqian......"
Before she could say anything, she felt someone approaching behind her, and she subconsciously wanted to dodge, but Song Ziqian grabbed her hand tightly. She was still thinking that this must be Song Ziqian's joke with her.
But her body suddenly burst out of a strong fear of being in danger for a while, and she struggled instinctively, but in the end, this sudden crisis made her unable to guard against it.
She felt a tingling pain in her neck, and the needle from the hand of the person restraining her from behind inserted the pulse in her neck, and quickly pressed down the cartridge to inject the potion into her veins.
Visibly sensing the cold potion flowing into her veins along the painful needle mouth, she stared at Song Ziqian in front of her with wide eyes.
This person is not wrong with Song Ziqian, who has existed in her life for nearly twenty years, but why is he?
Why!
A joke in medicine? Surprise? Teaching one?
"Brother......
Song Ziqian's hand with surgical gloves pushed his glasses, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Qianshu, you can sleep for a while and wait for a while, and you will be fine." ”
I don't know if it's the indoor temperature, or in the face of such a Song Ziqian, Tang Qianshu only feels cold, and the temperature of his heart is slowly getting colder.
This is no ordinary anesthetic.
She was dragged onto the operating table, and Song Ziqian in her eyes slowly blurred. But the picture of him growing up with her in his mind is clearer than ever, because he trusts and cherishes it too much, so he doesn't believe that he is doing it with malice at this moment.
Tang Qianshu, who was lying on the operating table, was bandaged and locked his wrists, shoulders, waist and abdomen, knees, and ankles.
The people who had just come in had moved a high-end instrument over and attached measuring devices to the acupuncture points on her head and body.
She didn't know what they were going to do, and if the bondage was too strong and strong, the instruments weren't necessary.
So what could it be?
What experiments to do?
Tang Qianshu tried to open her eyes and saw Song Ziqian in a white coat, which was the image he admired the most. But at this moment, she felt a kind of fear and despair.
He held a syringe in his hand, sucked a serum into the syringe, and then raised his eyes to look at her, and a trace of essence was reflected on the transparent lens again, and the corners of his mouth hooked up to her, and said to her in a voice that she was all too familiar with:
"Don't be afraid of Qianshu, remember when you were a child, I took you to get vaccinated, you made a fuss about not letting other doctors give you injections and had to let me come, I couldn't do it at that time, but now I can......"
Tang Qianshu only felt that her body was getting colder and colder, and her heart seemed to be frozen, not only because of the medicine and temperature, but also because of the despair and fear of being abandoned by the most trusted person, she tried to open her mouth but was speechless.
"For ......"
Why?
Song Ziqian smeared iodophor on her arm, and said with a smile before inserting the needle: "Why? As I told you, I'm working on a special race serum. Now that it's successful, I'm going to make you unexpectedly powerful...... Oh, you want to ask why you were chosen? Oh, not only did I choose you, but my family chose you......"
His family chose her?
The two of them are not worldly friends, and their parents are very good friends? Or is it that all these years of companionship are fake? So many years of feelings that are more sincere than family affection have actually been premeditated a long time ago?
Why lie to her? Why should you choose her?
Tang Qianshu didn't have time to ask, a slight stinging pain in his arm, like a small needle shattering the frozen water level, all the trust, collapsed.
The heart is cold and stops. Her eyes, closed.
The red serum spread along her veins.
Tang Qianshu stopped for a few seconds, her heart was like a surging force that had been injected in an instant, and she suddenly opened her eyes and breathed rapidly!
The measuring instrument fluctuates violently.
Song Ziqian and those workers were extremely nervous and watched the changes in those data.
Heart rate, blood pressure, and body temperature continue to rise.
The blood vessels under Tang Qianshu's skin turned red and flowed rapidly, and a red spot the size of a pin's eye formed in her pupils, and then the red dots became bigger and bigger, like a drop of blood spreading in her pupils.
Her skin turned white, her veins were clearly visible, and the excitement in her blood was pounding against her heart, making her want to break free from the operating table.
"Ziqian! The data is still rising, will there be a problem? ”
"No way, we've done so many experiments, and we won't fail." Song Ziqian is still quite confident in his research results.
"But the potion just now seems to be a bit much!"
"Tang Qianshu's body is a little different from ordinary people......"
"Drink!!"
Before he finished speaking, Tang Qianshu's body was about to tear off the bandages, and the people in the laboratory were terrified, if something really went wrong, then they might have to put their lives into it.
But Tang Qianshu suddenly fell back on the bed at this moment, his blood-red eyes widened, and the veins on his body turned purple.
"No, she must be killed!" One of the staff members who was too scared wanted to go up and wipe out Qianshu.
Song Ziqian immediately stretched out his hand to block him: "Wait! ”
His eyes lit up, as if he had seen the light of success.
At this moment, Tang Qianshu grabbed and let go of the little hand and finally stretched it out hard, she roared in pain, her eyes were blood-red, her skin was pale, sharp nails grew from her fingertips, and at the same time, two sharp fangs appeared between her tight lips......
Everything is expected!
Song Ziqian watched with enthusiasm.
If you succeed, you will succeed!
At this time, Tang Qianshu's two sharp teeth pierced her pale lips, and two drops of bright red blood came out......
In an instant, everything suddenly stopped.
Tang Qianshu's twisted and tense body suddenly calmed down, the clearly visible purple veins gradually disappeared, her wide eyes slowly closed, and even her skin slowly regained its blood color, her nails disappeared, and her sharp teeth slowly disappeared.
"What's going on?" One of the staff members asked.
Song Ziqian didn't really understand, with such a strong medicinal effect, why did he suddenly say that it was gone?
The room was silent.
The staff was a little uncertain and moved closer to Tang Qianshu before taking two steps......
Woo Woo Woo!!
The instrument flickered violently.
"Don't come closer!"
Song Ziqian shouted!
The data on the measuring device soared suddenly, and Tang Qianshu on the operating table suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, and the bandages that locked her were all broken.
And the moment she grabbed one of the staff members, the surrounding instruments, lamps, and circuits instantly crackled and burned, followed by a loud explosion.
Rumble...... Boom......
Tang Qianshu looked at the red light that exploded, as if a red vortex had exploded in front of her eyes, and suddenly opened her eyes......
"Drink ......"
Still sweating in fright, but this time she woke up not in the Dongyue Palace, which she was completely unfamiliar with, but in the wing room of Tianxianglou, there was a person sitting next to her bed, and her hand was tightly grasping this person's hand, using all her strength......
Tang Qianshu's violently undulating chest slowly subsided, let go of the man's hand, and screamed.
"Baili Scarlet Night, why are you here?"
It was dark in the room, and she remembered that it was afternoon when she went to sleep, and now it was so dark that she couldn't tell what time it was. It felt quiet outside, and the wind was blowing the window paper.
Baili sat on the edge of her bed at night, without lighting the lamp. His vague outline could only be seen from the street lamp outside.
"I passed by the door of Childe's room, and when I heard the cry, I came in." She kept crying and didn't shout, but the suppressed voice made people feel particularly uncomfortable. "Did Childe have a nightmare?"
Tang Qianshu only noticed this after this, his eyes were sour and warm: "Ah, I have a nightmare." ”
"I heard that if you tell the nightmare, you won't have it again."
"Really?" But this nightmare will follow her for the rest of her life and will not disappear, "I was very frightened in the dream, but I woke up and I didn't remember anything." ”
She didn't want to talk to him, or she didn't want to talk to him.
There was a slight sigh in the night, and then silence fell inside. Baili Scarlet Night was actually waiting, waiting for Tang Qianshu to ask him why he sighed, but she didn't ask. Many of the responses he easily got from others, but Tang Qianshu was completely indifferent.
Since he killed Luoying, she hasn't said a word to him, and she doesn't ask or ask.