Gong Nanmu naturally knew it, and at that time, she had just been hit hard, and no one else suspected it, and Gong Chiruo, who had always been shrewd and unpredictable, did not notice it.

Although Chu Li fell asleep, looking at his expression, he also knew that the process was very painful and grinding.

In order to save her, what else can be done except to remove the medicine. This kind of domineering medicine hurts the roots, and after it is saved, it can no longer be stimulated. Gong Nanmu was the main person who developed this medicine, and he couldn't be clearer about how to find the antidote.

The captain of the scientific research personnel told the Lord Uterine Pond truthfully that it was only a matter of time before they developed this antidote. But Gong Nanmu is different, he is better at saving time. Chu Li's life was still hanging, and she couldn't hold on to that pain for long.

Gong Chiruo was silent, he looked at the dazzling white clothes and said, "You go out, let Gong Nanmu come over." ”

He turned around and went to Chu Li's bedroom, where there had always been a smell of medicine that had not yet dissipated. She was already thin to the limit, gently closing her eyelids, indifferent to everything outside. It looks like I'm asleep, but my face can't even breathe. Her fingers trembled unconsciously from the pain.

If Gong Chi wants to save her, what else is there to save her, it is not his Chu Li who is saved, so just die.

But it was his first time that died. Now it hurts like this, and it is also his first time.

How willing he was.

He hugged her thin body tightly, she was very thin, and through the quilt, all he felt was bones. He was almost going crazy.

When Gong Nanmu came in, as soon as he stepped on the ground, a gun was held at his temple.

He knelt down and said, "You won't change anything by doing this." ”

"You deserve to die, Gong Nanmu."

"What if she rescued her, it's no longer Chu Li." Gong Nanmu hoarsely voiced, "Do you think she will thank you?" She'll just hate you. ”

"Gong Nanmu, you still treat me as the master, so don't talk this nonsense anymore. I have only one request, to save her. ”

"You're going to regret it."

"Then you say, what else can I do?" Miyachiruo almost laughed, "If that time comes, I'll kill her." ”

Paris, France.

The political situation is unpredictable, and gradually, the boundless Shichahai under the Mata Palace is not so turbulent.

Ou Yanzhe has been in a good mood lately, and there is nothing more comforting than the fall of his rival. The Mandel family was purged, and poor old Mandel probably didn't expect to end up in the current situation, and everything happened suddenly.

Inheriting the title of Quinny. Mandel didn't do anything to his old father, but his eldest brother was different, imprisoned in the royal prison, a place dedicated to disciplining nobles. He's probably going to stay in there forever.

Old Mandel was so angry that he smoked, "You rebel! ”

Quinny fed and fed his old father, who had lost power, and had to tolerate his invective rants. He was quick-tempered, but he never got angry.

Ou Yanzhe was a guest at his house, and when he heard the angry scolding of old Mandel in the study, he glanced at Kunni, who was sitting next to him.

"You'll have to spend a lot of time reassuring him."

Quinny had just finished discussing things with him, and when the topic came to this, he smiled bitterly, "I bought a manor from Rollin, and I will send him there to live there in a while." ”

No matter how much his old father's heart favors his eldest brother, and how much he ignores himself, he has raised him for so many years. He allotted him all the servants he had to serve, and he left nothing that could think of him.