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In the following time, Ying Xize didn't sleep well.

Although his body has already fallen into persistent fatigue, it seems that countless nerves in his body are experiencing frequent pulls, which makes him feel a strong sense of peeling every time he closes his eyes.

But there is one thing to say, although this feeling is not pleasant, it is indeed much lighter than the degree of frontal infection by the alien before.

Su Fengzhou brought back a lot of antipyretic stickers.

I don't know where he got so many children's products in this turbulent and panic-stricken stage, and they coolly cover his forehead, becoming the only soothing point in the warm state.

In the end, Ying Xize chose to release his mental body. This shared responsibility made him feel a little more comfortable.

In the end, what he didn't expect was that Su Fengzhou actually followed suit and released the black wolf. If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't mention an extra sentence during the whole conversation, it really makes people wonder if this person is taking advantage of it. Deliberately stimulate him a second time.

However, these two mental bodies that seem to have a bad temper are very compatible. The silver snake directly regards the black wolf's fluff as a comfortable nest. Seeing some mottled silver scales exposed, it means setting up a camp.

On the contrary, Hei Lang also showed a rare inclusiveness, with a small snake on his back, and even his walking posture was corrected, as if he was afraid of throwing the little guy to the ground.

Ying Xize hadn't slept well for about twenty hours, half-closed his eyes and leaned on the pillow to distract himself, when he suddenly heard Su Fengzhou say, "These two spirits seem to be quite compatible."

The continuous high fever made Ying Xize feel a little dizzy. Hearing the sound, he almost subconsciously replied "Yes", but when the ending sound fell, he noticed a meaningful look on Su Fengzhou's eyebrows, and he was a little stunned. After a while, I realized that the so-called "fate" of the spiritual body also represented the compatibility of the two masters in a sense.

Then, he saw Su Fengzhou stand up from the bed, and suddenly leaned over to him.

Ying Xize instinctively wanted to shrink back, but the pillow on his back prevented him from moving much distance.

On the contrary, Su Fengzhou took off the fever-reducing patch on his forehead in a short time, and quickly put on a new one, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly: "Why are you so nervous? "

Ying Xize: "..."

After a pause, he said, "You can actually sleep for a while."

He couldn't sleep by himself, and Su Fengzhou hadn't slept with him since he came to him.

In addition, before their support team came to Ningcheng, this person was already on standby, at least a day or two more sleepless than him.

Although there is no obvious sign of redness in the eyes, even for a sentinel, it is not yet possible to stick to this state of being like an eagle.

"No, I'm not sleepy." Su Fengzhou replied in this way. After changing the antipyretic stickers, he sat back again and started playing with his mobile phone with his eyes half down. The principle is to put the task first. And now, you are my task."

For Ying Xize, Su Fengzhou's current status is actually exactly the same as that of Xiang Jiayan in recent years, but for some reason, when such words come from this man's mouth, it makes him feel an unprecedented ambiguous.

I don't know if it was caused by the reaction in his body, which made his already burning body a little hotter.

Ying Xize slowly closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Of course he couldn't fall asleep in this difficult state. In his daze, he felt as if someone gently tucked the corner of the blanket for him.

Su Fengzhou watched Ying Xize pretending to be asleep there, but didn't say anything.

His gaze stayed for a moment on the face that was obviously paler than the previous few days, and then he looked at the insulation box placed in the corner.

Not only did he not sleep well, but his appetite was also unsatisfactory.

But it always makes people feel that Ying Xize seems to have been used to it for a long time.

But what kind of experience can make people get used to this state of suffering?

From the moment he officially received the mission, Su Fengzhou felt an indescribable feeling.

He stretched out his hand and gently covered his chest. For the first time, he doubted whether the hand that drew the gun that had never hesitated before would remain firm if it was really necessary.

Maybe there is no need to doubt at all, the subconscious already has the answer.

The sample extraction team came over at three o'clock in the afternoon that day.

The blood passes through the needle hole and fills the sterile bag little by little through the long and thin catheter.

When the collection operation was over and he was about to leave, Su Fengzhou, who had been standing by the side without speaking, suddenly asked, "How is the progress of the experiment?"

Probably because the eyes were too cold, the staff member who was watched shivered slightly before answering: "...We don't know about this, but judging from what Dean Ji revealed at the morning meeting , the progress should be good, and if it goes well, the first batch of medicine can be produced in a few days."

"These few days?" Su Fengzhou frowned, "How many more times do I need to draw blood?"

The staff was scratched by his eye knife and wanted to find a cover to avoid it: "... also, it's not very clear."

Su Fengzhou felt a little annoyed by this kind of questioning and ignorance: "At least find some professional people to come over next time."

Staff: "Okay, okay!"

Seeing a group of people fleeing with their equipment, Ying Xi Ze's weary eyes showed a rare hint of ridicule: "I'm not even angry, why are you angry?"

Su Fengzhou said: "I always feel that the researchers in various research institutes are getting more and more confused. It is no wonder that there has been no new research and development progress."

After taking too much blood, Ying Xi Ze slowly closed his eyes following the overwhelming feeling of drowsiness, unable to tell whether he sincerely agreed or simply perfunctory: "It makes sense."

In a daze, he heard that Su Fengzhou had dialed someone's phone number: "Hello, do you have an induction cooker? Send me a set."

Ying Xize had never thought about cooking in this kind of independent dormitory.

However, from the perspective of Su Fengzhou's craftsmanship alone, he did not refuse.

A whole set of dishes came to the table, almost all of them were blood nourishing foods, but the improvement in taste at least made Ying Xize eat more than the canteen lunch before.

The time for the second blood collection was at nine o'clock that night.

Probably because of the nature of the coercion in the afternoon, this time I brought good news to the staff: "There is a clear direction for the research and development of pharmaceuticals!"

Everyone knew the meaning of this sentence, which made the whole blood collection process much more lively than in the afternoon.

Everyone's eyebrows were filled with joy, except for Su Fengzhou, who was still staring at the blood collection equipment, his face as black as a piece of carbon.

Ying Xi Ze glanced at this man's face twice, and asked the staff next to him: "What did Dean Ji say, what is the main effect of the medicine?"

The staff thought about it carefully: "It is said that there is absolutely no problem in prevention, but how effective it can be for people who have already experienced blood abnormalities requires further testing."

Ying Xize nodded: "It's good to be able to prevent it."

He watched the collection work end and didn't ask any more questions.

It wasn't until everyone left and the room was completely empty that Su Fengzhou suddenly said, "You can't save everyone."

"I know." Ying Xize said, "The world is changing too fast, but human technology and medical care have their own limitations. Don't think that just a simple message that confirms the direction is enough to make these staff very happy. But in fact, when the first batch of medicine is officially released, they will soon have to face new problems. Who should use this batch of medicine and how to use it, every decision needs to face a more cruel reality.”

Su Fengzhou was a little surprised: "I didn't expect you to see it quite clearly, so why do you still..."

"Why do you want to be the savior voluntarily?" The corners of Ying Xi Ze's mouth slowly curled up a little, with a slight and cold arc, "You are wrong, I never thought of being the savior. I just compare myself to anyone People are more eager to end this chaotic era."

It is precisely because it is completely out of selfishness that after all the fruits of cooperation are born, human beings will choose who will survive and who will perish, and all of this is out of the question for him.

What he wanted was to completely get rid of that "special identity" that he hated so much.

After the words fell, the surrounding fell into a brief silence.

Ying Xize could feel the gaze falling on him, but he didn't choose to look back.

After a long time, Su Fengzhou's voice sounded again, seeming to have a faint smile: "So I did not misunderstand you, you are indeed a ruthless person."

Although under many assumptions, he never thought that this person would say this, but it made Ying Xize smile a little more silently: "It's you, you are an overly sentimental person."

Su Fengzhou didn't deny it, looked at the time, and suddenly asked nonchalantly, "Have some more supper?"

Ying Xi Ze: "Okay."