Chapter 233 None of them are right
Song Li took out his mobile phone, and sure enough, a lot of messages popped up.
There are three or four hundred in Kuwahara alone.
I don't have the patience to flip through it.
Only looked at the current page.
Kuwabara: [Which family did you go to the bloodbath, or were you injured and bled out?] Can the bracelet that hasn't reacted for three years make a mess like this? ]
Kuwabara: [If I can't do it, I'll come back to sleep and talk about it after winter.] ]
Kuwabara: [Ancestor, you come back to me!] You can't do anything!! ]
“……”
Song Li lowered his eyes and typed: [It's okay.] ]
Kuwabara replied in seconds: [You finally replied to my message!! What the hell did you do yesterday?? ]
Song Li's eyes were half-narrowed, the evil at the end of his eyes was breeding, he bent one leg, put his arm lazily on his elbow, and typed slowly: "I ran into the poison of the Lian family." ”
With just this sentence, Kuwabara instantly understood everything.
The next second the call came in.
Song Li paused and answered.
Kuwabara's irritable voice came in: "So you saved people with your own blood?" Do you know what you're doing, huh? Don't you want to die? What are you going to do, I don't even have the face to see your father when I'm dead..."
Just listen to him roaring.
After he finished yelling, the girl put the phone back to her ear, her eyebrows and eyes were evil, and her voice was cold: "The poison under Lian Ke's language in Lian Jia's family makes people check what research Lian Jia's medical school has been doing recently, and by the way, find something to do for them, so as not to have that hand idle, always wanting to stretch out where it shouldn't be!" ”
Kuwabara was silent for a few seconds: "I know." After a pause: "Are you really okay?" ”
Song Li laughed: "I can't die yet." ”
Kuwabara was silent again.
After a long time, a deep voice sounded: "You proposed to me to accept students last time, I agreed, you have to choose someone to give it to me directly." ”
Song Li raised his eyebrows: "Why do you agree now?" ”
Kuwahara was silent for a few seconds, and snorted: "You take my information and go down to the earth to sprinkle rain and dew, and you don't give me Tan Beixing's little girl, I have to collect something in return." ”
"Ahh Song Li responded perfunctorily: "How is the experiment?" ”
Kuwabara: "As long as the funds are sufficient, I will definitely give you a successful research before I die." ”
It's just going around the corner and asking for money.
Song Li scolded the old thing: "Transfer another eight billion to you, plus the previous ten billion, it will be enough for next year, right?" ”
Kuwabara was delighted: "Enough is enough!" ”
There was a very light footstep outside the door, and Song Li lifted his eyelids: "Hang up." ”
"Wait!" Kuwahara added as quickly as he could: "That kid from the Wen family also knows about you, I don't care about you, he will definitely not ignore your ......"
Before he finished speaking, Song Li hung up the phone.
The door was pushed open, and Fu Shiyi came in with a dinner plate.
Lotus seeds, red dates, and wolfberry porridge.
The man's face was serious: "Replenish blood." ”
Song Li: "......"
Fu Shiyi frowned: "Don't you like to drink?" You are too thin, and your body is cold, you have to eat something to make up for it, Gu Wuyan and Jiang Heyi both said that they could drink some porridge in the morning. ”
Those two guys...
Song Li: "......"
Stretched out his hand to take it, and drank slowly.
Fu Shiyi reached out and touched her forehead, and his movements were extremely natural.
Feeling that the body temperature was finally a little warm, the eyebrows that had always been frown were released, and I breathed a sigh of relief that was not noticeable.
Song Li lowered his eyelids, and a trace of ripples appeared in the depths of his eyes.
"Master..."
The door was not closed, and the fifth day of the new year came to knock on the door, with a solemn face.
Fu Shiyi's eyes were clear: "Say." ”
Chu Wu glanced at Song Li, and said in a condensed voice: "The report is out." ”
Fu Shiyi lowered his eyes and said to the girl in a warm voice: "You eat the porridge first, I will be downstairs outside, and call me if I am not feeling well or have something." ”
The girl nodded obediently.
Watching the person close the door and go out, Song Li stared at the porridge in the bowl in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and a wicked smile flashed in his eyes.
There is Tan Beixing and their news in WeChat.
Picked it back.
asked Tan Beixing to help her take two more days off.
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Downstairs.
Jiang He handed the report to Fu Shiyi, with a strange and solemn expression: "The research institute has analyzed one of the immortal grasses, but none of the elements that have been analyzed in the drunken dynasty are correct!" ”