is a token.

Qin Qi hung up the phone.

After Wen Xiaoxiao left, Fu Mochen sat back in the back row.

When he heard the conversation between the two of Qin, his thick eyebrows furrowed slightly:

"What's wrong with the blood spirit in the lab?"

Qin Qi nodded, his face solemn.

She didn't know if the other party knew that the blood spirit was the key to the development of the X-type neurotoxin.

If the other party is clear, it can only mean that the other party has a very high probability of X-type neurotoxin on his hands.

After the accident that year, the mother urgently recalled the type X neurotoxin.

However, when the final count was made, it was found that two were still not recalled.

Is the other party the enemy of his mother's life?

Fu Mochen narrowed his eyes, and his dark eyes were slightly dark:

"When are you going to Kyoto? I'll go with you. ”

"We'll have to wait for the school to know."

Qin Qi blinked.

There was a sharp pain in the abdomen.

She rubbed her belly, her face was not good.

Worst.

It was only three months before the last time I took medicine.

Why did the sequelae come on so quickly?

"Stomach ache?"

The man was keenly aware of her emotions.

"Hmm."

Qin Qi's face turned pale.

Fu Mochen instantly became nervous, and he said in a deep voice:

"Xu Yi, now go to the nearest hospital."

Qin Qi shook his head, frowning:

"In my current condition, it's useless to go to the hospital."

She is a miracle doctor herself.

Fu Mochen's face sank violently, and his handsome face became more and more nervous:

"What then?"

"I can only endure it."

Qin Qi bit his lower lip in pain, looking helpless.

After she was stabbed three years ago, she has had sequelae in her body since then.

In addition to doing delicate work, her hands couldn't help but tremble, and every three months, the place where she was stabbed would be in severe pain.

There is no solution to the poison in her.

Accompanied by severe pain, Qin Qi's body temperature gradually became out of balance.

She shuddered, and her body couldn't stop shaking wildly.

Fu Mochen touched her hand.

Cold.

It's like an ice cube.

"Xu Yi, turn up the temperature."

The man's voice was unusually flustered.

"Yes, Master Fu."

Xu Yi hurriedly raised the temperature in the car.

Fu Mochen frowned, helped Qin Qi to lie down slowly, and asked her to rest her head on his lap.

The girl was lying in the back seat, her little body curled up in a ball.

Fu Mochen covered her with a blanket.

The big palm wrapped tightly around her cold little hand and rubbed it back and forth, trying to pass a little warmth to her.

Qin Qi's body became heavier and heavier.

"I, I can't do it......"

She blinked weakly and soon fell into a coma.

At this scene, Xu Yi's eyes widened.

This......

Is this a coma?

Fu Mochen's dark eyes wrinkled.

Qin Qi's condition went from seizure to coma, and it took only two minutes before and after.

He didn't dare to imagine.

If she had no one around now, how serious would the consequences be?

Half an hour later, Fu Mochen's villa, the bedroom on the second floor.

Qin Qi was lying on the big gray bed.

Her eyes were closed and her eyebrows were furrowed.

The pale lips were closed one by one, and I don't know what I dreamed of, and I thought about it from time to time.

Her voice was so small that it was hard to hear.

Fu Mochen still leaned over and tried to hear the girl's words clearly.

"Hurt ......"

"It's so uncomfortable......"

"Let me die......"

The words were very sad and painful, and Fu Mochen's face was dark when he heard it.

There was a soft knock at the door.

The man frowned and moved his wheelchair out to the door.

At the door, Xu Yi's face was full of frustration:

"We don't have the authority to scrutinize Miss Qin's information."

Fu Mochen rubbed the Buddha beads, his dark eyes slightly darkened.

Don't have permissions?

Kid, how much more do I know about you?

"If she doesn't check, she knows she'll be angry."

If she really wanted to say, she would tell him.

Fu Mochen cut the railway.

He turned his wheelchair around and prepared to go back to his room.

Xu Yi hurriedly stepped forward:

"Master Fu, Fu Aoguan's confinement is over, and he has recently returned to Lincheng."

After a pause, Xu Yi's voice was a little nervous:

"He has been secretly inquiring about Miss Qin's news recently......"

Fu Mochen squinted, and there was a seeping chill in his dark eyes:

"Find him something to do."

Xu Yi pursed his lips.

Fu Ao is finished.

Fu Ye is very fond of Miss Qin now.

He kicked Fu Ye's iron plate.

"Yes, Master Fu."

"That kid recently took a fancy to a piece of land and tried to snatch it from him."

Fu Mochen hooked his lips, and his handsome face was ruthless and evil.

"The land in the city next door?"

Xu Yi shook his head secretly.

Fu Ao has been having a hard time lately.

"There's nothing urgent tonight, don't bother me."

Fu Mochen pushed open the door.

The child is not feeling well, and he has to accompany her.

He didn't have the heart to deal with any work or personal matters.

Xu Yi pursed his lips, looked at the back of the man leaving, and gently closed the door.

Master Fu is very fond of Miss Qin.

Big things are not as important as taking care of Miss Qin.

Fu Mochen returned to the room.

On the big bed, the girl's eyes were red, and she didn't know what she dreamed of, so she cried quietly.

The cry is delicate and soft, like a cat's meow.

The man's heart is entangled to the extreme.

He frowned thickly, stroked the girl's hand, and patiently coaxed:

"Child, be good, obedient, don't cry."

When the words fell, the girl seemed to listen, her mouth pursed out dissatisfiedly, and she cried more and more aggrieved.

Fu Mochen: "......"

It's really a little petite.

Don't let you cry, you have to cry.

It's going to kill him.

Fu Mochen sighed secretly, lowered his head, and stared at the girl's face.

The girl's nose was slightly red, and her fair little face was sobbing aggrievedly, crying so much that Fu Mochen's heart tightened.

His lips were slightly open, and his tone was sincere as he had never been:

"Good, I don't know what grievances you suffered before,"

"I swear, one day with me, I won't let you get hurt in any way."

In the quiet bedroom, the man's voice was small, but unusually firm.

Coincidentally.

As soon as he finished speaking, the girl stopped crying.

All night, Fu Mochen held Qin Qi's hand, accompanied her and coaxed her on the side.

The next day, sunlight poured into the bedroom.

Qin Qi woke up in a daze.

I saw a man lying on the edge of the bed.

She blinked, her eyes flashing with surprise.

In the past, she had to wake up several times every time she had sequelae.

But this time, she slept unusually peacefully.

Qin Qi didn't know.

Last night, she did cry a few times to wake up, but Fu Mochen kept patiently coaxing her.

Qin Qi's gaze fell on the man's hand.

The man's eyes were closed, his face was quiet, and his hands were clasped in her right hand.

Even in his sleep, his subconscious still comforted her hand from time to time, and unconsciously murmured:

"Well, kid, I'm here."

A warm current poured into my heart.

Qin Qi's eyes were warm, and he stared at him without blinking.

After a while, Fu Mochen seemed to notice her gaze and slowly opened his eyes.

Qin Qi's gaze fell on his blue eyes:

"Why didn't you go to bed last night?"