Chapter 1091: Don't Dare to Look at Zhan Muqing, I'm Afraid of Tears Falling (6)

Little wife, you're arrested! - CHAPTER 1091 DON'T DARE TO LOOK AT ZHAN MUQING, AFRAID THAT TEARS WILL FALL (6) - URBAN ROMANCE - JIEQI CMS

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Chapter 1091: Don't Dare to Look at Zhan Muqing, I'm Afraid of Tears Falling (6)

"You're here!"

Just when Si Nian was curious, Robb's familiar voice suddenly came from his ears.

The moment the words fell, the lights in the room came on.

Rob sits on the couch, and across from the couch is a TV stand.

There was no TV on the TV stand, but two black-and-white photographs were displayed in unison.

The two above look similar, and it can be seen that there is a big age difference.

If you guessed correctly, it was Rob's deceased son and grandson!

, it's just that they weren't as lucky as Zhan Muqing, and they died without waiting for the antidote.

It was night again, and such a thing appeared in front of him, and Si Nian was frightened.

Seeing that Si Nian was so frightened that his face turned pale, Zhan Muqing frowned, looked at Luo Bo unhappily, and said coldly: "I'm here, I don't know what Mr. Luo commands?" ”

"I need to ask you about Zhanjia shares." Rob opened his mouth lightly, and as he spoke, he put a pile of information in front of Zhan Muqing, and said indifferently: "Zhan Muqing, are you playing tricks with me?" ”

In the terms of the transfer of shares, he cut corners and played with words.

He was not born when he played tricks with his father and fought each other!

Zhan Muqing didn't move, just stared at him like this: "I'll give you everything you want, what else?" ”

He promised to give him a pension and send him to the end of his life, but if he doesn't die, how can he send it?

"Fill in the rest for me, otherwise I wouldn't be so good at talking!"

As he spoke, Rob suddenly got up and walked in front of Si Nian, and smiled faintly: "What are you doing with this girl?" ”

He remembered his own

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The daughter-in-law knew that her husband was dying, so she ran away from her son and husband.

"I'm Zhan Muqing's wife, isn't it normal to follow him?" Si Nian spoke softly.

In her seriousness, she was both sympathetic and angry at the old man in front of her.

His sons and grandsons who sympathized with him died, and he died alone.

can be angry that he is the same as the old man, threatening other people's lives.

Rob smiled faintly, his gaze fell back on the posthumous photo, looked deeply, and did not speak again.

Si Nian and Zhan Muqing glanced at each other, and no one understood what Rob wanted to do.

After being silent for a long time, Rob spoke: "Zhan Muqing, there is a doctor waiting outside, and I need to collect your blood and match it with the antidote!" ”

Si Nian was stunned, Rob was willing to help Zhan Muqing!

That's the purpose of calling him over today!

What the hell was he thinking?

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Sitting in the living room, watching the doctor draw blood from Zhan Muqing, Si Nian couldn't help but ask, "Doctor, when will the antidote be successfully matched?" ”

"This is the final step!" The doctor said lightly, "If there is no rejection, you can inject the antidote after a week!" ”

One week?

So fast?

Si Nian looked at Zhan Muqing excitedly, he would be able to recover in a week.

Perhaps, the baby can stay!

"But this week is important." The doctor raised his eyes and looked at Si Nian, and continued to speak: "The patient must maintain a good mood and get enough sleep. And most importantly......"

The doctor shook the blood in the cup and frowned: "Judging from the blood sample analysis, within this week, the patient's intelligence may decline rapidly, so we must pay attention to it and there must be no accidents!" ”

Rapid decline?

Si Nian was mentally prepared, but when he heard it, his heart still throbbed fiercely.

"Well, I'll take notice."

Si Nian responded softly, not daring to look at Zhan Muqing's face, for fear that he would not be able to control his tears.