"Hmm~" She half-kowtowed, as if she was trying to keep herself from fainting.

The world is so dark, she is so painful, so cold, so scared......

Ju Xinghe looked at Ji Luo's half-dead appearance, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to delay any longer, picked up Ji Luo and ran to the parking lot.

He put Ji Luo in the back seat, got into the co-pilot, and urgently ordered the driver: "Go to the Battle Spirit Medicine." ”

The car raced out.

Ju Xinghe looked at the back seat uneasily, Ji Luo's breathing was almost inaudible.

"Hurry up." He urged again.

In a panic, Ju Xinghe took out his mobile phone and called Zhan Qi.

But there was no answer after countless calls.

"Seventh Master, a workaholic, can't he bring his mobile phone to a meeting?"

Ju Xinghe complained anxiously and hurriedly called Tao Zhengya.

It took three or four calls before someone answered.

"Xinghe, I'm busy in the lab, if you don't have anything to do, we'll talk later......"

"Momoko, wait a minute."

Ju Xinghe knew that Tao Zhengya didn't like to be disturbed the most when she was in the laboratory, for fear that Tao Zhengya would hang up the phone, so she urgently spoke out to stop her: "It's Luo Luo, it's the girl brought back by the Seventh Master......"

"What's wrong with her?" Tao Zhengya's voice became serious, and there was a faint hint of nervousness.

Ju Xinghe turned his head to look at Ji Luo, "She is unconscious, her face is also very pale, her whole body is cold, and she is trembling...... I felt like she was going to die. ”

Tao Zhengya on the other end of the phone gasped, and there was a faint sound of glass breaking, as if he had broken something in a panic.

"Where are you? I'm going to look for you now? ”

"Luo Luo said that he wanted to see the seventh master, so I was almost downstairs in your company."

“…… I'll go inform the Seventh Master. ”

The phone hung up, Tao Zhengya looked down at the vacuum-packed hair in her hand, and her face was unusually solemn.

This hair was stolen from the pillow by Zhan Qi on his back the day before yesterday when he was giving Ji Luo a nutritional injection.

The test results showed that Ji Luo was the medicine that saved the seventh.

If Ji Luo died, then Zhan Qi would definitely not live to be thirty years old.

Tao Zhengya thought, stuffed her hair into her pocket and ran quickly to the elevator.

He couldn't let Kiro die.

……

Today is the semi-annual meeting of Zhan Soul Pharmaceutical, and all the company's senior executives and shareholders gathered in the conference room to report on the company's situation in the past six months.

There were no lights on in the conference room, only the glow of the slides hit everyone's faces, leaving mottled marks.

In a serious atmosphere,

While everyone was listening intently to the report, the corner of their eyes was still looking in the direction of Zhan Qi from time to time, as if they wanted to guess something from his expressionless face.

And once Zhan Qi showed a hint of displeasure.

They will be so nervous that they will become cautious about breathing.

They are afraid of the seventh, the fear from the depths of the soul.

Although Zhan Qi didn't look cold, even as noble as a vampire, cold, and handsome, everyone in the audience knew that under his charming appearance was a devil with cruel means.

Suddenly, the door to the conference room was pushed open from the outside.

Immediately afterwards, Tao Zhengya ran to Zhan Qi's side with a panicked expression, bent down and leaned close to Zhan Qi's ear, and didn't know what he whispered that made Zhan Qi's eyes burst with a terrifying coldness, and he strode out of the conference room without saying a word.