After a hidden marriage with the president

He Zhou easily opened the basement door with the key. When the light came in, Zuo Chen subconsciously squinted and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Song Qingran had already collapsed in Zuo Chen's arms due to blood loss, and when Zuo Chen saw who was coming, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss, are you alright?" He Zhou quickly stepped forward and knelt down in front of Zuo Chen.

After seeing who was coming, Zuo Chen didn't have time to think about it, he picked up Song Qingran and walked out, just in time to bump into the out-of-control program.

"Fuck! Is Qingran okay?"

Program glanced at the person lying in Zuo Chen's arms, his face was lifeless, his hand was still dripping with blood, he looked really miserable.

Zuo Chen had a cold face, ignored him, and rushed to the hospital with him in his arms.

Program smacked his tongue, He Zhou quickly followed, and before leaving, he still called out to Program, "Follow up, don't fall behind!"

"Hey! Here we come!" The program responded, and his condition was much better than before. He continued to walk in, always feeling a different smell floating in the air.

After the iron door was opened, the light in the room was much brighter, and the program could clearly see every corner of the room, except for a kerosene lamp at the foot of the table, the candle was dimly lit, and there seemed to be a trace of light on the ground sitting in the corner. Incense ash.

Shu Jie walked over quickly, knelt down and picked up a strand of ashes with his hand and put it under his nose to ask.

That's right, that's the taste!
Same smell as in the air!

The program noticed something was wrong, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wrapped the ashes on the ground, and then put it back, then he stood up and walked out of the castle to meet Hezhou.

When Song Qingran was in a coma in the hospital, the program asked Zuo Chen what happened, Zuo Chen didn't hide anything, and honestly told the whole story.

Naturally, he didn't miss the issue of spices that he suspected.

After listening to the program, he didn't say much, turned around and left the ward.

Song Qingran woke up slowly, Zuo Chen was overjoyed when he saw her open her eyes.

"Qing Ran, how do you feel?" She glanced at her wrist wrapped like a pig's trotter yesterday, her eyes were full of remorse and self-blame.

Song Qingran stretched out his other hand to smooth the hostility between his brows, and smiled: "I've already said I'm fine, so don't blame yourself anymore, and I'm going to feed you, so there's nothing wrong with you .”

Zuo Chen didn't speak, and there was some bloody smell floating in the air, affecting Zuo Chen's brain nerves, making him want to move.

What happened to me?
Can't bear the weak smell of blood?
Zuo Chen fell into deep self-doubt.

Song Qingran saw that his brows were getting deeper and deeper, and stretched out his hand to shake in front of his eyes, "Brother Chen, are you okay?"

At that moment, the smell of blood became heavier.

Zuo Chen's legs softened for a moment, he resisted the desire to rush over, and withdrew the corner of his mouth, "No... I'm fine, the doctor said you haven't passed the anesthetic yet, you can rest for a while, I'll be here with you. "

"Okay." Song Qingran lay down again, covered the quilt and closed her eyes, and fell asleep after a while.

Until the sound of even breathing came, Zuo Chen's body suddenly collapsed, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat in a short while.

He Zhou, who just came outside the room, happened to see this scene, and was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Brother Chen!" He rushed in to support Zuo Chen's crumbling body, "You don't have an illness now, do you? How could this happen?"

Zuo Chen grabbed He Zhou's hand, raised his index finger as a gesture of silence, motioned him not to disturb Song Qingran's rest, and then used his strength to leave the ward in disorderly steps.

Only when the door was closed outside, Zuo Chen took a deep breath, his pupils gradually turned red, and now He Zhou can say with certainty that he must have fallen ill. When the problem arises, now is not the time for him to fall ill.

"Go...to the apartment."

He Zhou murmured that he was not good, and helped him to leave.

The apartment Zuo Chen mentioned was his residence every time he got sick, and it was in a community near the company.

When he got sick before, in order not to let Song Qingran know and be afraid, he no longer went back to the villa in Qianwan, but found an apartment at random to carry him through the night.

Zuo Chen drove He Zhou away after resisting him.

How could He Zhou dare to leave under such circumstances, so he could only stand outside the door and wait anxiously.

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After the program took those ashes home to study, he listed all the ingredients in it, and found that there were several medicines in it that could induce Zuo Chen's illness in advance.

No wonder Zuo Chen fell ill early after smelling it.

What's more, this drug is addictive!

Program was a little impatient for a moment. Before he knew it, Zuo Chen had already smelled it twice, and even drank Song Qingran's blood once. Now he was eager to know how his health was.

Program drove to the hospital to look for Zuo Chen, but there was only Song Qingran alone in the ward. He was holding his mobile phone, leaning against the hospital bed, half of his face was covered with hair hanging down to block his sight.

"Tuk-tuk--" the program knocked on the door.

The moment Song Qingran looked over, there was some surprise in his eyes, and after seeing clearly that it was him, the light dimmed again.

Program had a bad premonition, he opened the door and went in and asked, "Where is Zuo Chen? I have something to tell him!"

"I don't know." Her tone sounded a little aggrieved, "I promised to stay with me, but as soon as I woke up, he disappeared and didn't answer the phone. I don't know where he is."

"..." The program suddenly felt a headache.

Song Qingran glanced at him, "What do you want to ask Brother Chen for?"

"When you were locked in the basement, did you smell a strange fragrance?" Program said while taking out his own research result sheet, "I researched the ingredients in those spices, and found that there is a medicine that can induce Zuo Chen's illness , let him increase his desire for blood, and I seriously doubt that his current situation should be very bad..."

The following words made Song Qingran's eyelids twitch, and the complaints against Zuo Chen disappeared instantly. She blinked and said, "Didn't you say before that my blood is useful for him? Hurry up and draw it. Then go find him."

"Don't be impulsive, wait for me to call and ask!" Program pressed Song Qingran's hand that was about to move, and then took out his mobile phone to call Hezhou.

The moment the phone was connected, there was a crackling and messy voice first, and then He Zhou's anxious voice rang in his ears: "Program, you better tell me something fucking urgent, or I'll go back tomorrow and kill you! "

Normally, he must be afraid of him, but now he is not afraid at all, "You are so fucking nonsense, tell me, where is Zuo Chen now? How is he?"

He Zhou froze for a moment, then said, "Listen to the sound of war, is he okay?"

A door away, Hezhou heard that Zuo Chen threw all the things that could be dropped inside. He had yelled a few times worriedly before, but it was all Zuo Chen's voice telling him to get out, so he didn't dare to go in. , but dare not leave.

I always feel... Zuo Chen's illness this time is longer than before, and it is more serious than previous years.

Program had an expression of "I knew it would be like this", and he asked He Zhou to send the address, and he wanted to go there.

Song Qingran pulled out the needle as soon as she heard it and wanted to follow, the program pushed it back to the hospital bed, and then called the nurse to give her the needle again.

"You are obedient, you can't go there now, you can't take care of yourself, do you need to take care of him?"

"No!" Song Qingran disagreed, but when he touched the cold eyes of the program, he changed his words silently: "Even if you don't agree to let me go, then you can take some of my blood and bring it to Brother Chen, okay? It will make him feel better!"

"That's even worse!" Program refused without even thinking about it, "Now your blood is useless to him, and your blood is like a drug, which will make him addicted. Even if you don't bleed and stand by his side You are a kind of temptation in front of you, making him want to drink up your bloody cramps, do you want to become like that, or do you want Zuo Chen to become inhuman and ghostly?"

Song Qingran was frightened by what he said, and the little nurse backed out after giving her the needle. Song Qingran touched her cold arm and asked softly, "Then what should I do?"

Program patted her head, "You stay here obediently, I'll go over and have a look."

Song Qingran watched Program leave the ward, and lowered his head sadly.

Program went to the hospital and asked for a tube of serum to take. According to the address He Zhou gave, he went up and saw He Zhou standing outside the door staring at the door of the apartment, as if he wanted to stare at the door for a hole.

The commotion inside did not decrease at all, He Zhou was a little ready to move outside the door, but he didn't know whether to go in or not.

The program went over and patted the door panel, "Open the door, hurry up!"

He Zhou glanced at him, hesitated a little, and then pressed the code to open the door.

The room was in a mess, and there was a smell of blood in the air.

Zuo Chen's clothes were disheveled, and the bloodthirsty expression on his face made him startled. After calming down, he took out the needle and slowly approached him.

Zuo Chen is probably a little tired. After not getting blood for a long time, his body is relatively weak, but he can't suppress the desire in his body, so he can only use other methods to vent it. Now he is leaning against the wall and trembling constantly, his whole body is shaking. In a cold sweat.

He was leaning against the wall, surrounded by debris.

Program cautiously stepped over, Zuo Chen just raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then closed his eyes again, Program stuck the needle in his arm and pushed the serum in.

Under normal circumstances, Zuo Chen should calm down slowly, and then he will recover.

Just as He Zhou and Jie Jie breathed a sigh of relief, Zuo Chen suddenly opened his eyes, which were still scarlet and scary, and then rushed towards the two of them recklessly, wanting to suck blood.

"Ah—" Program yelled, pushing his hands on Zuo Chen's chest, "Brother Hezhou, help—"

When Zuo Chen got sick, his strength was much stronger than usual, Program's small body couldn't push him away, and he was about to be bitten on the neck by him, so he yelled in despair.