After I left my job, I became pregnant with my ex-boss’s child.

A strange atmosphere enveloped the entire Leng clan.

Three hours later, Leng Yeting sent ten of his men to read all the surveillance on these boxes of infusion bottles this month, and found no abnormalities.

The same is true for Feiyun's monitoring.

Zhou Zheng called in at this moment, with a serious tone: "Mr. Leng, he has only controlled two people, and there is one more... who is currently out of contact. The last person who had contact with him was two days ago."

"He hasn't shown up since two days ago?"

"Correct!"

Leng Yeting solemnly said: "Okay, I understand."

Leng Yeting looked at Wei Yan and told the contents of the phone call.

Wei Yan thought for a while, then stood up and called aside a nurse who had been taking care of Leng Xinyue closely.

After asking about the situation in general, Wei Yan nodded: "Okay, thank you."

She returned to Leng Yeting and picked up the bag on the chair: "I need to go to Feiyun."

"Now?"

"Well, Leng Xinyue hasn't run out of gas yet, so she can still be saved."

Knowing that Leng Yeting couldn't get away for the time being, Wei Yan gently held his hand: "I'll be back soon."

As soon as she finished speaking, her cell phone rang suddenly.

Wei Yan picked it up and looked at it, and was stunned.

She turned her head to look at Leng Yeting, her eyes serious, and she said silently on her lips: "Maybe it's Miles."

Leng Yeting's handsome face instantly became cold and stern: "Take it?"

Wei Yan thought for a while and nodded.

She went to the side and picked up the phone: "Hello."

Miles's voice was still sunny and cheerful, and he said with a smile: "Dr. Ji, long time no see."

Wei Yan frowned, not wanting to be verbose, and said directly: "Actually, you know who I am. There is no need to call me Doctor Ji again. You can just call me Wei Yan."

Miles paused, still smiling happily: "But, I still like to call you Dr. Ji."

"What's the purpose of your phone call to me?"

"Ah, there is no purpose, just to say a word to you."

"What?"

"The only person who can save Leng Xinyue is you," Miles said with a smile, "No, yes, only your blood."

Wei Yan frowned tightly and his eyes turned cold: "It's really you who did it."

"Haha, it doesn't matter whether you know it or not. For the sake of Leng Wuyou, please save her mother. I hope we can still be so happy next time we call."

After speaking, Miles took the initiative to end the call.

Wei Yan took off her phone and looked at the string of numbers on it which were also virtual numbers. She didn't look relieved at all.

Leng Yeting asked, "Yan Yan, what did he say?"

Wei Yan was silent for a moment and told the truth: "He said that to save Leng Xinyue, you need...my blood."

Leng Yeting suddenly sneered: "Yes, your rejection was very successful, G60 neurotoxin."

Wei Yan raised her eyes to look at him: "He has too many eyes."

You can't get rid of it, you can't pull it out, it always pops up in a corner, staring at you faintly.

Wei Yan lowered her eyebrows: "Not many people know that I am related to Dream Eater. How far does Miles' hand stretch out..."

"Not necessarily. Don't forget Leng Xinyue and Chen Hailan."

Leng Yeting's big palm gently held Wei Yan's hand: "You were going to Feiyun just now, did you want to extract the serum?"

Wei Yan looked at him, not wanting to deny it, and nodded.

Before Miles' call, she had been wondering whether her serum could save Leng Xinyue.

"I want to give it a try." Wei Yan said seriously, looking at Leng Yeting.

What could Leng Yeting say about her persistence.

After a while, he sighed helplessly: "Okay."