deep invasion

The second and minute hands are constantly spinning, making a clicking sound.

Maybe it was the car accident that caused great damage to his body. Gu Jing felt that his whole body was chilling, and he could even taste a fishy sweetness in his throat.With a buzzing in his head, only the last three words of that sentence remained.

something wrong.

There is a problem with the medicine.

A few months ago, Gu Jing saw half a box of medicines in the apartment where they lived together. Obviously, the other half box had been eaten and turned into an empty bottle.

"What do you mean?"

"Literally," the kid picked out an apple from the fruit basket on the table, and then slowly explained after making sure that there was nothing unusual about the person in front of him.

"He Chong said that the 179 experiment was very successful on the big ghost, but it also left in his body more complicated sequelae than those shown by the failed product. This kind of sequelae could not be eradicated at that time, and of course it cannot be eradicated now. .”

Gu Jing continued, "So they decided to use drugs to control Ah Huan's sequelae, but since the development of drugs has just started, the effect is not stable, is it?"

"clever."

The kid sighed in admiration, no matter how Second Young Master Gu reacted to the praise, he picked an apple from the fruit basket and took a bite, his expression was a bit like Snow White who bit the stepmother's apple.

"Because of this instability, Bureau Nine added something similar to a drug to the medicine to control the sequelae. This drug-like medicine combined with the original ingredients in the medicine will make the medicine more effective."

"The effect of this medicine is not just to control the sequelae, right?" Gu Jing's eyes looked a little cold and terrifying because they were extremely calm.

The little ghost felt a little uncomfortable with that gaze, nodded, and finished the remaining apples with a few mouthfuls.

"In fact, this kind of drug effect does not really control the sequelae, but temporarily suppresses the secretion of body hormones through the influence on the nervous system, so that the sequelae do not quickly enter the next stage. You can die."

As he said that, the kid caught Gu Jing's face out of the corner of his eye, and there seemed to be a small crack in that calm expression, maybe it was an illusion, he vaguely felt that every time he said a word, the crack widened. point.

Like a harbinger of a flawless mask about to crumble.

The kid sighed.

"Han Huan took a specific stimulant in the UK, and when his physical function improved rapidly, he also experienced mid-term symptoms of sequelae, such as slight vomiting of blood and decline in short-term memory. He Chong and I have read his latest physical examination report and experts. opinion, we agree that . . . "

It seems to be thinking about how to say it to minimize the harm, but there is a situation called lack of words.After thinking about it for a few seconds, the kid chose to surrender to his poor vocabulary. He couldn't bear the man's gaze, but he still spoke out.

"The impact of the experiment on the body's function is continuous. If his physical data continues to improve, the sequelae will also develop from the middle to the later stage. If the sequelae are allowed to develop freely, he will die within half a year."

This man's Chinese is really bad, Gu Jing thought, he lowered his head, but he couldn't read the words on the book in his hand, and could only wait for the moisture in his eyes to gradually recede.

This conclusion can be summed up in one word.

Prosperity must decline.

There was a deathly silence in the room.

Both knew exactly who this 'he' was referring to.

The kid lowered his head, looking at the pointed toes of his high-heeled shoes.

What was unexpected was Gu Jing's reaction.

When Gu Jing spoke again, her tone was calm, "What if we use drugs to control it?"

The little ghost answered honestly, "Based on the current effects, the drug you injected him has too many disadvantages, but compared to the drug that has serious side effects like Jiuju, it is a little bit better."

"You have to choose one of these two drugs for drug control, but even if you choose one, you will take a lot of risk."

The kid's voice became softer as he spoke, until the last two words were actually so soft that Gu Jing could no longer hear them.

One is a pain that magnifies exponentially, and the other is a bomb that can explode at any time. It seems that neither is a good choice.

The little ghost lifted the strands of hair hanging from his ears, his head was full of bits and pieces of fleeing for his life in England for half a month.

Yes, to run for their lives. Ever since He Chong came, they have been on the move all the time. At night, sometimes they would lie on the bed half asleep, and sometimes they would go to the corridor of the dilapidated small hotel to smoke a cigarette to relieve boredom.

When lighting the fire, if he meets his partner, the kid will know that tonight is another very ladylike day.

No more cigarettes, no alcohol, the two of them were chatting one after another, if anyone passed by, they would probably sigh, how come the X transactions these years have been transferred from the bed to the outside.

He was wearing a long skirt, looking at himself in the moonlight, and he didn't expect the people around him to give him any ambiguous hints.

[Big ghost, don’t you have any sexual impulse towards beautiful women?Facial paralysis every day, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to harden up in the future. ]

Han Huan ignored him, just looked into the distance, like the most outstanding work in the hands of ancient Greek sculptors.

The little ghost lifted up the hem of the skirt lonely and looked at the bottom of his skirt [How did you get Gu Jing in such a way?Okay ah? ]

Any man who is questioned about a certain ability will respond, it's just...

Han Huan turned his head to look at the tall and charming beauty beside him, and said expressionlessly [You are not as good-looking as him. ]

shit.

This is stuffed with dog food.

In fact, people don't care about men and women, except for Gu Jing, in your eyes, they are all crooked potatoes, right?

After the little ghost had three times in his mind, he turned his thoughts to the present, and his eyes slipped quietly to the side of the wheelchair.

What the hell is... No one else looks good.

Gu Jing lowered her eyes without saying a word, from the perspective of a kid, the eyelashes are long and thick, casting a graceful arc on the eyelids.

Many daily trivial memories become beautiful at this moment.

The little ghost felt inexplicably rejoiced.

Fortunately, he is not Gu Jing, nor Han Huan.

"He vomited blood because he took the medicine in England, and then ran for his life. He forgot to bring the medicine with him, so he stopped taking the medicine. It's best to decide which medicine to continue to use as soon as possible when returning to China this time, otherwise..."

The following words are well known to each other.

After a long silence, Gu Jing raised his head, and the kid was startled by his expression.

The painful but determined look on the man's pale face, compared to the calm, Gu Jing like this made him, who has been walking on the edge of life and death all year round, feel uneasy.

In a blink of an eye, Gu Jing's face became calm again.

"What if I choose neither."