Everyone needs her and depends on her, how much can that little shoulder carry?

And for how long? Who will protect her? Who can protect her?

The only person who had the strength to protect her was also under her wing at this moment......

Jian Junxi was so sad that he lingered in his heart, like a glass of bitter wine had entered his heart, and he didn't dare to shake it.

Eyes closed in pain, and the facial features that God had carefully carved were still beautiful, but the whole body exuded an aura of exhaustion.

He took a deep breath and moved his lips: "Give me my phone!" ”

"Good!" Wen Hao took his phone from the bedside table.

After Jian Junxi turned around and took it, he said clearly: "Bring the vacuum isolation bag, go upstairs to load the person to the laboratory, let Grandpa Ji take a rest, I'll go over and have a look later!" ”

"Okay!" Wen Hao heard her say this, turned around and walked out the door.

Jian Junxi's face was frosty, and he dialed Ouyang Yan's mobile phone number, perhaps because he had rested and had been in a state of no answer......

She had no choice but to dial Duanmujia's number, which was answered almost in seconds, and shouted urgently: "Jian Shao!" ”

Jian Junxi said coldly: "What's the matter? ”

"Last night, he beat Xiao Yi violently, locked him in the dungeon, and didn't allow any of us to see him, and said that even if you came, it would be useless, because this is our family matter!"

The more Duanmu Jia spoke, the more choked her throat became, and she almost couldn't help crying.

"Really?" The words spit out of Jian Junxi's thin lips carried a chill to the bone.

"Xiao Yi doesn't know what's going on? Can you help me...... Woo woo woo ......" Duanmu Jia said in the end, she couldn't say any more, and cried in a broken way.

Her cry was very sad and indignant, and it was very desolate, and it was like a torrent coming out of the gate, and it was difficult to recover.

"Okay, he can't die, I'll go over later!" Jian Junxi's dark face was like a cloudy sky, as if he had no patience, and hung up the phone after speaking.

He closed his cold eyes and adjusted the turbulent irritability in his heart, and then threw the phone back into his pocket.

I took out a set of protective clothing from the closet, put it on the outside, and when everything was armed, I took the mask and prepared to go out.

When he put his hand on the doorknob, he remembered Nangong Jing, who was unconscious, turned around and glanced at him lightly.

The eyes under the glasses flashed like thousands of stars in the sky, and without saying a word, he opened the door and walked out, his back as ruthless as ever.

It's as if the girl who cried for love was just a dream, and in reality, it didn't happen at all!

As soon as Jian Junxi went out, he saw Wen Hao and Ji Zhong walking in from outside with a mask pushing a person.

The man was wrapped in a sealed bag, like a cold corpse, and he didn't feel the slightest hint of popularity.

"Young Master!" Ji Zhong took off the mask on his face, and his forehead was already densely covered with sweat.

Jian Junxi took out a few tissues and handed them to him, and asked lightly, "How is he doing?" ”

Wen Hao didn't dare to delay the time, and pushed the man towards the laboratory......

Ji Zhong took the tissue and said while wiping his sweat: "The old man has never seen this kind of poison, not even in the medical books

He is like a dead man, the only difference is that he still has a heartbeat, very weak, and it can stop at any time! ”

Jian Junxi frowned, a touch of surprise flashed under his dark eyes, and he was full of anger, and said lightly: "You take a break, I'll go in and have a look!" ”

"It's okay, it's important to save people!" Ji Zhong put on his mask again and followed her into the laboratory.

(End of chapter)