Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Xiao Mohan's palms clenched into fists were covered in cold sweat, but he said calmly: "Thank you."

Wenshui stared blankly at the two people. They seemed to be having a normal conversation, but they were tit for tat! Feng Tianjing compromised, but Xiao Mohan gained the upper hand.

"I want to see her later." Feng Tianjing took two steps, turned to look at Xiao Mohan and said.

Xiao Mohan listened, shook his head and said, "She's asleep, tomorrow."

"Okay." Feng Tianjing nodded, walked towards Wenshui, picked up Wenshui, dragged him towards the research room, and kicked the door open.

"Let me go, let me go." Wenshui struggled, but Feng Tianjing forced him in, and slammed the door with his backhand.

Wenshui stepped back step by step, looked at her warily with his arms around his chest, and said, "Feng Tianjing, don't act recklessly, I... I'm not ready yet."

Feng Tianjing grabbed his hand, put the scalpel into his hand, pressed it hard, and said, "Do it."

"Hiss." The two struggled, but did not scratch her wrist, but stabbed at Wenshui's pants. The sharp scalpel scratched Wenshui's pants.

"..." Feng Tianjing blushed and turned away when she saw this.

Wenshui turned around and made a "clang" sound, and the scalpel fell. He turned around and held the needle, poked her fingertip and said, "Two drops of blood is enough."

"Can I go?" Feng Tianjing took the cotton swab and asked while pressing it on her fingertips.

Wenshui was about to speak, but they both turned around at the same time. Wenshui put his hand on her chest and took half a step back in fear. His whole body was knocked aside and something was thrown at him.

"Hiss." Asked the water pain, kneeling on the ground in pain.

Feng Tianjing vaguely felt that something was wrong, because a corner of Wenshui's pants was corroded, so she lifted Wenshui up with force, turned around, and the two of them fell to the ground.

"Hmm." Feng Tianjing asked the water pressing down on her.

Feng Tianjing's back was stiff and she was lying on the sofa, being pressed down by him. She looked at Wenshui with wide eyes.

"Well." She struggled, Wenshui's lips moved, and she bit hers lightly.

"Bang" Feng Tianjing reacted. She pushed Wenshui away and found that Wenshui was leaning there with an ugly face.

"Are you okay?" Feng Tianjing asked. Wenshui lowered his head and looked at his hands. He stood up and said to her: "Medicine can condense all things. I'm afraid my hands won't be healed for a while."

Wenshui said, turned around, put his hand into the potion, and after a while said to her: "You do what I said."

"Sister-in-law, she doesn't have much time." Wenshui said. Feng Tianjing wanted to leave, but knowing that Wenshui was not lying, she stepped forward and said to him, "Tell me."

"Come here." Wenshui stepped forward, his hands were frozen and unable to move.

Feng Tianjing was very smart and understood everything. She did as asked by Wenshui. The research room was very quiet except for the sound of two people breathing.

She raised her eyes and saw Wenshui's serious look, with an unknown aura about him that deeply attracted her attention.

"How long will it take to get the results?" Feng Tianjing said. Although she seemed calm, she was also very worried.

Gu Chuyan's situation seemed to be worse than she imagined. Otherwise, Xiao Mohan and Wenshui would never work so hard, as if they were racing against time.

"Two hours." Wenshui said. He turned around and leaned there, looked at her seriously and asked, "If Han's guess is correct, there are three batches of people who assassinated you."

"There are people who want your life, and there are people who want your blood. If the poison is detoxified, it will prove that they are the same person who wants to hurt you and kill your sister-in-law."

"And you and the Xiao family have a common enemy." Wenshui analyzed rationally, obviously having already guessed something.

Everyone's blood seems to be the same, but in fact there are millions of differences.