Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

The apple incident that Cen Wei mentioned was one of the few moments in Li Rong's memory where he made trouble for no reason.

At that time, the GT201 project had just been established, and Li Rong was under a lot of pressure.

But he is used to digesting it by himself and doesn't want to confide in others.

When the pressure accumulated a lot, he became anxious, couldn't sleep well every day, and woke up frequently at night.

In order to relieve anxiety, he had to sit on the sofa in the living room and peel apples when he woke up in the middle of the night.

Doing something delicate but not too difficult can make him relax a bit. He couldn't peel the apple well at first. The apple peel was thick, and it broke after a few strokes.

But because I woke up too many times and practiced too frequently, I didn't take long to master the method of keeping the apple peel.

He didn't even eat the peeled apples, so he found a plate and put them on the dining table. When Cen Wei got up the next morning and saw them, he would take care of them.

I don't know if Cen Wei thought he cut it on purpose, but Li Rong didn't care at that time.

One day, he was out of breath from the pressure as usual, and sat cross-legged in the living room peeling apples, but as his skills became more and more proficient, he involuntarily started to sneak away, thinking about the project.

Cen Xiao was thirsty in the middle of the night, and when he woke up, he realized that he was not there, so he went downstairs to look for him.

Li Rong was deeply immersed in his own thoughts, and he didn't even notice Cen Xiao.

Cen Xiao didn't bother him either, he was always helpless against Li Rong's unusual behavior.

He walked lightly to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water. Unexpectedly, his hands were too dry and slippery, and he couldn't hold it right away. The water glass slid down to the marble wine table, making a crisp and loud noise.

Li Rongzheng was out of his mind, he was startled by the sound, the blade tilted, cut off the apple skin, and cut his fingers.

Li Rong felt a small burst of sharp pain, and then, blood flowed down his thumb.

His already restless heart became even more restless.

He stood up suddenly, threw the fruit knife and apple heavily on the coffee table, and shouted at Cen Xiao in the kitchen: "You can't keep your voice down!"

The apple hit the smooth coffee table, rolled a few times, and then fell to the ground again, lying sideways awkwardly, splashing the juice all over the ground.

The huge villa was suddenly quiet, only the "rustling" sound of the second hand crawling forward.

Cen Wei was also taken aback, he didn't realize at that time that Li Rong's psychological trauma was already very serious.

Li Rong rested his palm on his forehead, took a deep breath, and his teeth chattered: "Why can't you let me be quiet for a while? Why do you always appear in front of my eyes? Why don't you leave me any space?"

In fact, making a cut or not peeling the apple well is a very small matter. He knew that he was making use of the problem, but he couldn't control it.

He couldn't control the desire to vent, couldn't control the pain, couldn't control the tears.

While trembling, Li Rong felt a damp coolness on his face.

He felt that it was too embarrassing to cry in front of Cen Xiao, so he took out a tissue, roughly wiped off the blood on his hands, then threw the waste paper away, shook his hands, and strode upstairs.

He also didn't realize that Cen Xiao was the only person he could pour out his emotions on, because he was absolutely certain that Cen Xiao would not really disappear from his eyes, because of the complicated love and hate that he couldn't understand.

Cen Xiao didn't say a word the whole time, nor did he follow upstairs.

The kitchen was very dark, the moonlight couldn't cover it, and Li Rong couldn't even see his expression clearly.

But probably because the suppressed emotions had an outlet, Li Rong fell asleep on the pillow and cried for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Rong vaguely felt someone walking into the bedroom.

He felt someone pinch his fingers and spray an antiseptic and painkiller spray on the wound.

The spray is cool and has a herbal fragrance. It is very comfortable to spray and absorbs quickly.

Li Rong was half asleep and half awake, when he heard Cen Xiao holding the back of his hand and sighing in a low voice: "You hate me that much?"

That voice was not like Cen Xiao's usual strong and calm voice, but rather confused.

Only when Li Rong was asleep, Cen Xiao would show this kind of emotion.

Li Rong closed his eyes tightly, breathing evenly, as if he was still indulging in sleep.

But he clearly felt that the corners of his eyes were astringent, and something slipped down again.

Early the next morning, Li Rong went downstairs after washing up, and found that the apples on the ground were gone, the blood-stained tissues were gone, and all the traces had been tidied up, as if nothing had happened.

Only the healed wound on his finger and the faint scent of medicine reminded him that everything was real.

His mood had stabilized, and when he recalled last night, he felt a little uncomfortable.

That night, Li Rong deliberately got off work from Hongsuo Research Institute two hours earlier, and bought two boxes of red bean double skin milk when passing by the tea restaurant.

In order to maintain a friendly relationship with the boss, the driver sometimes strikes up a friendly conversation with Li Rong.

Seeing Li Rong carrying two boxes of Shuangpi Nai, the driver asked with a smile, "Is it for Mr. Cen?"

Li Rong's eyelids twitched, he hid Shuangpi Nai behind his back, and said calmly: "The restaurant event, buy one get one free."

The driver said: "Ah... I thought you and Mr. Cen would not pay attention to the promotion of discounted group purchases because of the conditions of you and Mr. Cen."

Li Rong said in his heart, you are right.

When he got home, Li Rong calculated the time when Cen Xiao would come back, and put a box of Shuangpi Nai next to him in advance, so he could eat one box by himself.

When Cen Wei opened the door and came in, he saw Li Rong lowering his head and eating Shuangpi Nai with a calm face, eating slowly, elegantly and...absent-minded.

Cen Wei glanced at the untouched box, and then at the half-eaten box in Li Rong's hand.

"Why did you buy two boxes of the same flavor?"

Li Rong's eyelids trembled slightly, and his fingers paused: "..."

Cen Wei thought that Li Rong was still immersed in last night's emotions, and didn't intend to hear the answer: "You eat slowly, I'll go to the study."

Li Rong: "..."

He swallowed the clear explanation without losing his identity that had been brewing for a day, together with Shuangpi Nai.

In fact, his pressure is not only caused by the arduous internal factors of the GT201 project, but also by the external factors brought by Suhe Biotechnology.

After an upgrade of Suhe Biotech’s Jiaketing, the drug effect is better, the side effects are less, and the price has also increased accordingly. Patients can choose to buy new or old armor. While the new armor is priced, the price of the old armor is relatively reduced. , and make medicines more affordable for more people.

At that time, there was a lot of praise on the Internet, wishing to make Suhe Biotech a living god, and Suhe Biotechnology also took advantage of the opportunity to capture a larger market.

Both the new A and the old A require long-term medication, and Suhe Biotech officially stated that changing the drug midway will not affect health, and the effects of the two drugs are not mutually exclusive.

This also means that people with strong family backgrounds will choose to replace the new armor with fewer side effects, and those who cannot afford the new armor can also use the old armor.

Suhe Biology has captured as many customers as possible. In the year when Li Rongjin entered the Hongsuo Research Institute, the revenue of pharmaceutical companies reached its peak.

But Li Rong didn't believe that there was really no way to make a drug that could cure bacterial progeria.

Li Qingli never speaks big words, he must have full confidence that he can cure the disease.

If the research report of Lv Yinxu can be unsealed and modified and optimized on the basis of failure, Li Rong believes that he can make better Lv Yinxu.

Therefore, after carefully understanding bacterial progeria, he proposed to Jiang Weide the idea of ​​optimizing the law.

Jiang Weide thought for a week, and agreed to try to apply for the unsealing of Lu Yinxu's research report, but he also advised Li Rong not to rely on the report a few years ago, but to develop his own ideas.

Jiang Weide also disagreed with the continuation of Lu Yinxu's name for this project, but named it himself - GT201.

In fact, Li Rong didn't know what the letter and the code name meant. For the projects of the Hongsuo Research Institute in the past five years, it seemed that none of the projects started with GT as the project number.

But Jiang Weide told him to just do it and wait until he succeeds.

He had never said these words to Cen Xiao calmly.

They did miss too many opportunities to recognize their hearts because of lack of communication.

Li Rong glanced at the locked bedroom door, and then leaned back relaxedly, lazily leaning on the rotating study chair, not caring that the course selection interface gradually darkened due to the long-term immobility.

He held up his mobile phone, immersed in the memories, savoring the sourness and clumsiness of the past repeatedly, and said meaningfully: "Some people can eat the apples that are not given to him, but they can't understand the things that are specially brought to him. .”

On the other side of the phone, Cen Wei couldn't help chuckling, with a deep and sweet voice: "Maybe it's not that I don't understand, but I want to leave the delicious food to you."