The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

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Jiang Xuecheng's expression was extremely painful when he heard this.

He held the sharp knife's hand and fell down a little bit. The whole person was like a wounded beast, struggling.

Seeing that the saw finally left the side of his neck, the high priest breathed a sigh of relief, but the blood beads still flowing out of his neck made the high priest extremely unhappy.

Today, I almost planted it in the hands of a junior. It really is...

There was a sneer sneer from the high priest's mouth.

"Okay, I'll talk, and later I will send the prescriptions for making drugs together with the relief drugs, depending on your research and development capabilities!"

She looked at Jiang Xuecheng lightly. Although there was blood on her neck, the whole person had a shocking momentum.

"But you have to think about it. At the beginning, we used countless small animals for experiments. CHK No. 3 poison has been developed for a very long time, and Su Wan has only one, and she has a fast attack time."

"If you want to save her life, don't take the risk to experiment on her!"

"I advise you to marry Tiya first, so that I will regularly provide you with relief medicines, maybe there will be a radical medicine developed, otherwise..."

The high priest did not say anything, but the meaning of the words was threatening.

The Persian cat in the high priest's arms didn't know what his master was talking about, but it felt faintly that the atmosphere between Jiang Xuecheng and his master was terrible.

The white cat shuddered, restlessly leaning on the ankle of the high priest, his eyes full of curiosity and fear.

Jiang Xuecheng listened to the high priest in silence, and his heart hurt.

It seemed as though there was an invisible hand clasped to his heart, which made him hurt.

Jiang Xuecheng once vowed that he wouldn’t be the one to decide whether to marry Tiya or not, but he didn’t expect that now the situation is reversed and it becomes like this overnight!

The high priest looked at Jiang Xuecheng with cold eyes,

"Oh, by the way, I want to remind you that this virus can be transmitted through blood. I can't control you and Su Wan together, but you have to be careful, don't harm yourself."

In fact, this sentence is half-true and half-false. The truth is that the CHK virus can indeed spread through the blood.

However, there is no hidden danger in the pure blood constitution of Jiang Xuecheng.

That's right, dragon blood has always been the killer of the CHK virus. When Su Wan first saw Midnight, she was under the poison of CHK-1 under Midnight.

It's just that the CHK III virus is much more powerful. It can't be eliminated by drinking dragon blood like the CHK generation. It needs a more terrifying way.

CHK No. 3 is not without a cure, but it is very expensive, which is equivalent to exchanging life for life.

Looking around the world, there are very few people who can save Su Wan, but Jiang Xuecheng is indeed one of them. Of course, if Su Wan wants to live, Jiang Xuecheng must die.

And these things, it is impossible for the high priest to tell him.

It is useful for her to keep Jiang Xuecheng, it is impossible to watch Jiang Xuecheng die for Su Wan.

"Of course, since it is spread through blood, you must also understand that you and Su Wan cannot have children."

Jiang Xuecheng heard this sentence, and the blood on his face finally retreated a little bit.

The high priest was delighted to see Jiang Xuecheng's struggling and painful expression.

It seems that the faint pain on the neck has also weakened a lot.

"I believe you shouldn't harm a fresh little life for your own selfish desires? Gee, that's a bit too pitiful."

The high priest smiled brightly and took the last "advice".

"Also, remember my suggestion, marry Tiya, you can protect your sweetheart. Well, that's all I want to say, and later I will send you what you need."

After she finished speaking, she glanced down at the Persian cat on the leg. The Persian cat was also very human and quickly climbed the mountain to the wrist of the high priest.

The high priest was caressing the pure white cat in his hand, and quickly walked away with the step of curling Tingting. Although the blood was still bleeding on the neck, the back was still elegant and generous.

...

The Emperor's study was empty, and Jiang Xuecheng was soon left alone.

The study door was not closed, and a cool wind blew in.

Jiang Xuecheng bowed his head like this, looking at the ground desolately, but his eyes were awe-inspiring, full of intimidating murderous intentions.

If he could, he really wanted to use the knife in his hand to cut the priest's throat!

He has never hated a person like he is now. He hates to drink her blood and eat her meat!

I can’t wait for the high priest to spatter three feet of blood and die on the spot!

"High priest..."

Jiang Xuecheng's voice was very depressing, and almost could not be heard.

He was paralyzed on the ground in pain, a pair of obsidian eyes could not see the coldness of the past, only blood red!

Jiang Xuecheng grabbed the paper falling on the ground with his hand and tore it to pieces!

It seems that what he tears off is not the paper, but the skin of the high priest!

...

When the high priest walked out of the emperor's study, he happened to come across Fan Fan.

At first glance, Fan only noticed the high priest's graceful pace, but after looking closely, he immediately noticed the bleeding neck of the high priest.

His whole heart suddenly dangled in his throat!

"Master priest, what happened to your neck--"

He couldn't help but came forward, his eyes full of anxiety.

Although Director Fan has been married for many years and even has his own children, the inexplicable admiration for the high priest can't be removed.

Sometimes Manager Fan could not help feeling ashamed when he saw the face of the high priest that was more beautiful than the girl.

Wrinkles began to appear around his eyes, and his figure was not as good as a year, but the high priest seemed to never grow old, and time was still for her.

The high priest glanced lightly at Governor Fan, who suddenly realized that he was acting too eagerly, and his face stiffened, and he immediately took a step back.

"Don't be nervous, it's my cat."

Is the cat scratched? !

Director Fan swept the bloodstained neck of the high priest, and his tremor shuddered.

This is obviously like being injured by a sharp weapon.

Is this deceiving a three-year-old? !

The high priest glanced at Fan in awe.

Manager Fan bowed his head entangled, looked at the innocent Persian cat in the hands of the high priest, and finally uttered a suggestion.

"Master priest, no matter what you do, you should apply a medicine first. If the wound is infected, it will be bad."

The high priest nodded indifferently, holding the cat in his hand gradually away.

Manager Fan slowed down step by step, and before he could hear the footsteps of the high priest, he dared to look back.

At the corner of the corridor, the autumn fragrance was no longer visible.

Manager Fan sighed, he continued to walk forward, and suddenly saw the study door of the emperor, actually opened!