President, don't be arrogant!

"Recently, my spirit is very bad. My memory is becoming more and more blurred. Sometimes I can't even remember what you look like. I will blame you in my heart for why you didn't come to save me. It doesn't matter if you don't want me. At least come to save our daughter, but occasionally I will think of you... I don't know her existence at all."

His breath was weak, his voice weak, and it seemed that he had spent a lot of effort to say these words. He paused and took a few deep breaths before he could continue.

"I don't know what's wrong with me, and I don't know how long I can last. I really hope that you can come to save me and our daughter, but I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for you. I will last longer, if I have the chance , I will take her out of here..."

"Xiao Han, I... really miss you, miss you so much..."

As the last word fell, a tear slowly seeped from the corner of his eye, soaking the pillow.

The door was opened, and the assistant came in with a tray.

Wei Zixi knew that they were going to give her an injection again, so she quickly turned off the MP3 player and stuffed it under the pillow, closing her eyes and pretending to be asleep.

One of the assistants was holding the tray, while the other rolled up her sleeves. There were so many pinholes on her slender arms that it was hard to tell which ones were for injections and which ones were for drawing blood.

The assistant drew a tube of blood first, Wei Zixi looked at the blood in the needle tube, a self-deprecating smile overflowed from her dry and pale lips, she couldn't help thinking, if this continues, she doesn't know if her blood will be drawn Do everything, become a human being.

After the blood was drawn, they injected her with an unknown drug, probably because the effect of the drug had improved, and she fell into a coma not long after.

***

Probably because of waiting for too long, Xu Ying couldn't wait to do research on Wei Zixi.

Blood drawing is far from enough to satisfy his research on werewolves, and on the fourth day after Wei Zixi gave birth, her bone marrow will be taken for research.

Drawing bone marrow is tens of millions of times more painful than drawing blood, especially without anesthesia.

The moment the cold needle pierced her bones, her face was as pale as paper, and the sweat on her face was like rain. Her whole body curled up into a ball, and she almost stopped breathing due to the pain.

Wanting to struggle and resist, her black and white pupils turned golden, because her body was too weak to transform into her real body.

The pain was like tens of thousands of needles pricking her body at the same time. Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes, and she wanted to scream out.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the crib not far away, and saw his daughter sleeping soundly, afraid of waking her up, he bit his lips tightly, trying not to make a sound.

The cloth curtain outside the glass was pulled up, and Wei Ziyue stood at the door wearing a black suit, quietly watching her painful expression with deep eyes, indifferent.

When Wei Zixi saw him, she couldn't even look at him with hatred because she was in too much pain.

Xu Ying's eyes were full of excitement and anticipation, thinking that he could study werewolves, every cell in his body was excited.

After the bone marrow was pumped out, Wei Zixi fell into a coma. The assistant packed up his things and came out. Xu Ying couldn't wait to go to the research room.

The more Wei Zi walked in, without even looking at the crib, he walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped the sweat on her forehead carefully and gently.

The white tissue was soaked with her sweat, and when it was thrown into the trash, it was stained with a few drops of blood.

Three days.

Another three days would be enough.