The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

He Jiayi's words were like thunder, exploded in his ears, Xia Beiqin's hand shook, and the pen fell to the ground with a clatter.

His facial features were visibly twisted, and he slowly bends down, shrinks his body, and holds his head tightly with his hands, trying to hide himself like an ostrich and open his mouth, but he can't even make a roar. Can only shake his head desperately.

"Enough!" Hua Yinong pulled Xia Beiqing's wheelchair back, staring at He Jiayi coldly, and said: "Don't forget why he became like this."

He Jiayi straightened up and glanced at Hualiu: "I know that you have paid a lot for the encounter, and you are also for the encounter, so that you will become... this way, as a friend of the encounter, I thank you very much, but, You are injured for the encounter, and the encounter is hurt for you. What is the point of this?

If one day someone tells Zhiyu, he can cure you with his life. I believe that Zhiyu can die without saying a word! "

The flowery mood was so strong that Xia Beiqin would not be able to bear it, so he was too lazy to talk to He Jiayi again. He pushed Xia Beiqin and was about to leave. When he reached the door, he stopped again, turned his head and asked He Jiayi: Can the blood you encounter really heal Xia Beiqin's legs?"

He Jiayi glanced at Xia Beiqin, was silent for a moment, and replied: "Ji Yu kept begging me, so I had to agree to do so. I want to use blood to develop medicine to treat legs and throat. The probability is very low, and, A large amount of blood will be drawn from Jinyu, and once the research fails, the bone marrow must be drawn again. Persuade him to give up."

The flowery mood was thick and did not speak any more, pushing Xia Beiqin to leave the research institute, all the way to the underground garage, Xia Beiqin still curled up in a wheelchair, burying his head deeply.

Hualien put his hand on his shoulder, and he could clearly feel that he was shaking.

What He Jiayi said just now was like a knife, plucking his heart.

Flowery steps came to Xia Beiqing's face, looking at his embarrassed appearance that he desperately wanted to hide himself, he hesitated for a long time, and didn't know what comforting words to say.

"Are you... okay? Or we will rest here for a while, and I will take you away when you want to go back."

Xia Beiqing shook his head.

Huayi asked: "Do you want to go back now?"

Xia Beiqing slowly raised his head, his pale face was covered with tears, his eyes were blood red, and tears filled his eyes, which could not stop overflowing from his eye sockets.

"Then I'll take you back." Huaneng hugged Xia Beiqin into the driver's seat.

On the way back, Xia Beiqing's mood gradually stabilized, his face was pale and stiff, his head drooped weakly, and he looked out of the car window with a pair of dim eyes.

He Jiayi's words seemed to be echoing in his ears.

In a daze, he remembered that Teacher Shen once said that He Jiayi was already looking for a way to treat his legs and throat. It turned out...this is what Teacher Shen said. The so-called method is to draw his own blood and not hesitate to hurt himself. body!

Xia Beiqing only felt that his heart was torn, making him unable to breathe.

Back at the apartment, Shen Zhiyu hadn't even returned yet, and he pushed Xia Beiqin into the door, Xia Beiqin found the pen and wrote on the paper.

——Can I trouble you to leave for a while? I want to talk about this with Teacher Shen alone.

Flowery nodded: "Yes, you guys talk slowly, I'll come back tonight."