He leaned on the back of the chair with a thin and thin figure, his eyelids drooped, as if he was asleep.
Nan Xing stabbed in the heart.
The needle-like pain came again.
She reached out her hand, rubbed her heart, and stepped forward.
She always can't see him like this.
Every time I watch it, my heart hurts.
Quan Si noticed that someone was coming, raised his head, and when he saw Nan Xing, the gloom between his brows faded, and he curled his lips.
Nan Xing got into the car and sat beside him.
Didn't dare to touch him.
Afraid of bumping into something, it hurts.
Quan Si, on the other hand, saw Nan Xing sitting upright and motionless, his eyelids drooped.
Stretching out his hand, he grabbed Nan Xing's wrist, pulled him into his arms, and hugged him.
Outside the car, Song Jingxuan saw this scene and didn't speak for a long time.
His eyes swept over Nan Xing frequently.
It's not the first time he and Quan Si came to find Professor Miao Qing.
Every time Quan Si walked out of Professor Miao Qing's laboratory, his temper would become gloomy and rough, with an attitude that strangers should not enter.
Even Bai Yu had to stay far away, for fear of being hurt.
Unfortunately, he is an exception to Nan Xing.
Nan Xing obediently sat beside him and didn't try to recruit him. He always grabbed his arm and put it in his arms.
The influence of children on Ah Si is really extraordinary.
After watching for a while, he finally shook his head and sat in the co-pilot seat with a look of complete helplessness.
The car drove slowly in the direction of Quan's house.
There was silence in the car.
In the back seat of the car, Nan Xing held a tube of ointment in his hand, and carefully applied the ointment to Quan Si's arm one by one.
After wiping for a while, she asked softly
"Does it hurt?"
Quan Si's eyelids drooped, his skin looked even paler under the headlights, and he didn't speak.
Looking at him like this, it hurts to be automatically defaulted in Nan Xing's eyes.
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"I try to be as light as possible."
Listening to Nan Xing's words, Song Jingxuan rubbed his face.
Children are so young after all.
Quan Si is a pervert wearing a sick coat.
Where is it so easy to get hurt.
Looking at the rear frequently through the rearview mirror, Nan Xing moved very carefully and seriously.
Song Jingxuan crossed his legs and spoke
"Little friend, it doesn't matter what you focus on. He's not that weak."
Nan Xing listened and looked up at Quan Si.
Quan Si still didn't say anything, but his long black eyelashes trembled, making him look weaker.
On the contrary, it was his hand that kept encircling Nan Xing, holding her in his arms, and never let go no matter how weak she was.
Nan Xing didn't say anything, and just wiped it off for him.
Just look at it like that, and be more careful.
Song Jingxuan sighed as he watched.
This child is so obedient now, and there will be no scum left that will not be eaten in the future?
Quan Si looked at Nan Xing's serious look, he pulled him into his arms, and spoke slowly
"Xiaohua wants me to get better?"
Nan Xing responded
"Um."
Quan Si hooked his lips and his voice was hoarse
"I try my best."
The next day, Quan Si appeared in Miao Qing's laboratory again.
He was wearing a hospital gown, lying in a glass enclosure in a room that smelled of disinfectant.
Looking up, he first glanced at the glass cover, frowned slightly, and looked away.
He almost hated this kind of thing.
I hate lying here, and I hate being observed and analyzed even more.
Not long after, an old man in a protective suit appeared in the laboratory.
The old man is very old, but he is full of energy.
This old man is Miao Qing.
Professor Miao Qing was a little surprised to see Quan Si reappear
"I really didn't expect that you are really willing to cooperate with the treatment."
Quan Si's handsome and pale face was filled with an uncontrollable gloom and hostility, looking at?I don¡¯t feel close.
The old man was already used to Quan Si's impatient and resistant appearance.
He spoke
"Boy, I know you don't like this. But there's nothing you can do about it."
Quan Si glanced at him and said
"When will the treatment end?"
"Don't worry, you need to take your time. This is only the first course of treatment."
As the voice fell, the assistant next to him walked in carrying the instrument.
After a while, Quan Si's body was covered with all kinds of wires and tubes.
Miao Qing looked at Quan Si frequently.
The old man was probably too curious and couldn't help but speak
"What made you choose to change your mind about treatment?"
Quan Si suppressed his hostility and couldn't bear to speak
"Old man, do what you should do. It has nothing to do with treatment, don't ask."
A professor who is nearly seventy years old and a leader in the field of genetic technology.
No matter who wants to talk to him, or squeeze his head and want to ask him a few questions.
And now, he's being accused by his own patients of being nosy.
When Nan Xing woke up early in the morning, he found that Quan Si was gone.
Not only Quan Si, Bai Yu didn't know where he went.
She came down from the second floor, but saw Song Jingxuan sitting there with his legs crossed in the living room on the first floor.
There were three subordinates standing beside them, talking about something.
On the table in the living room, several technicians were typing on the keyboard to deal with the affairs.
Song Jingxuan heard movement from the direction of the stairs.
He raised his head, followed with a smile and opened his mouth
"Hey, the kid is awake?"
Before Nan Xing could speak, Song Jingxuan spoke again
"Woke up early in the morning and didn't see Quan Si, aren't you very disappointed?"
"Do you know where he went?"
"I went to see a doctor."
Song Jingxuan smiled
"It's a miracle that he chose to go to Professor Miao Qing for treatment on his own initiative. Kid, what did you tell him last night? Let him cooperate like this."
Nan Xing blinked, then shook his head
"I did not say anything."
Song Jingxuan didn't ask further, anyway, it's a good result.
Just as I was talking, a technician spoke
"Colonel, Siming Technical Department has returned a message."
Song Jingxuan got serious, stood up and walked over.
The technician shrugged
"The king refused."
When Nan Xing heard the name king, he glanced up from afar.
Then look away.
Song Jingxuan clicked his tongue
"This little bastard, I've never seen such a hacker, don't even want money?"
Nan Xing frowned.
As if he didn't hear anything, he turned his head and walked upstairs.
Song Jingxuan is looking for her?
Recently, in order to better adapt to her role as an agent, she has refused to accept any more tasks.
When she changed her clothes and came down from the stairs, she saw that the technicians were still busy.
Faintly heard the technician talking to Song Jingxuan
"Colonel, can't catch it."
Song Jingxuan does not give up
"It must be king?"
The technician opens
"W has always been a top hacker abroad. Even in China, almost no one can crush him.
Colonel, King is the only candidate. Otherwise, we can only be beaten passively. "(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com