Six years later, I and my four cubs blew up my ex-husband's house

"Okay, thanks for today!"

Seeing that she didn't want to say anything more, Jiang Mojue stopped asking. He waved to her and watched Lu Wuyou leave.

He moved around on his own and felt that the wound had been bandaged properly and there was no major discomfort, so he went back to the medical room to see Fu Sichen.

Fu Sichen's condition was much more serious than his, and he showed no sign of waking up yet.

"Master Jiang, are you okay?"

When Vincent saw him coming back, he asked with concern.

Jiang Mojue waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. He's much lighter than your master. I haven't slept for almost two days and I can't hold on anymore. If Fu Sichen wakes up later, please inform me again and I'll go back first."

"Okay, then Mr. Jiang, please go back first. You go slowly."

Jiang Mojue left the research institute quickly.

On the way back, he arranged for his people to do things, and also transferred many people to keep an eye on the research institute to prevent people from the secret prison from actually getting here.

After doing all this, he saw the chat window with Lu Wuyou again.

The last message there was the business card she pushed to herself not long ago.

After Jiang Mojue thought about it again and again, he clicked it and added the WeChat account of the person she recommended.

……

On the other side, Chu Yao also returned to the research institute and worked with Nan Zhiyi and the others.

On that day, several people conducted various tests on the last set of data.

However, the results every time are not satisfactory.

Nan Zhiyi couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

In the evening, Di Shijing came to visit her with his four little ones, and saw Nan Zhiyi with a frown on his face.

"what happened?"

Di Shijing approached and asked, raising his hand to touch Nan Zhiyi's frowning eyebrows, "Is your work not going well?"

Nan Zhiyi didn't know what to say. He stopped talking for a moment and said a little discouraged: "I suddenly feel that I am not sure that I can develop antibodies. Tell me, if there is an emergency, how can I tell the teacher? Do you have Fu Sichen and others to explain?"

She rested her head on Di Shijing's shoulder, and her tone was unusually at a loss.

They all had a tacit understanding about Fu Sichen's matter and did not let Wen Xinning know about it, but they didn't know how long they could keep it a secret.

Di Shijing couldn't bear to see her so lost.

He patted her back and comforted her in a low voice: "You have tried your best. If you fail to develop it in the end, no one can blame you. As for that child... that child may not be here at the right time. It's time, wife, you've put too much pressure on yourself."

Compared with other people's expectations of her, Di Shijing was only worried about whether she would be tired.

During this period, he saw Nan Zhiyi's hard work and hard work.

Even if she only sleeps a few hours a day, her body won't be able to endure it.

It was too late for Emperor Shijing to feel distressed.

If someone really dares to say anything about her then, he will never let it go!

The fourth child felt Mommy's sadness and comforted her, "Mommy, it's okay. Even if you really fail in the end, no one can blame you!"

"Yes! But since Mommy is so powerful, we are more willing to believe that Mommy can do it!"

"Mommy, don't be sad, otherwise, we will be sad too."

"Mommy, just smile, we like Mommy the most!"

The little ones rubbed their little heads against Mommy one by one, their cute and well-behaved looks made Nan Zhiyi's heart soften.

Being comforted by the person she loved the most, she felt a little better. She finally stopped feeling internally and regained some confidence.

"My dears, you are right. How can Mommy give in at this time? I am very powerful!"

She reached out and ravaged the little guys' heads, feeling like joking with them.

Di Shijing didn't let the children bother her too much. After staying for a while, she took them back first.

After Nan Zhiyi sent them away, he drank the tonic soup brought by Emperor Shijing and slept again, planning to fight again tonight.

When I woke up at night, I received the news that Fu Sichen also woke up.

Nan Zhiyi went to see him first.

However, when she arrived at the medical room, she realized that Fu Sichen's condition was not very good.

The pain from the wound and the lingering cold poison made his face horribly pale...

"You came?"

Fu Sichen heard the movement at the door and still had the energy to greet her.

Nan Zhiyi walked up to him, helped him check the details, and asked, "How are you doing? How does your body feel?"

Fu Sichen took a breath and said, "Same as before."

Nan Zhiyi glanced at him and deliberately reached out to poke him, "Does it hurt here?"

Fu Sichen's face twisted and he gasped, "You..."

Vincent looked anxiously from the side and hurriedly stopped him, "Miss Zhiyi, please... be gentle."

Nan Zhiyi chuckled and said, "Yeah! This is what happens if you don't follow the doctor's instructions!"

Fu Sichen also knew that he had troubled her, so he apologized helplessly, "It's my fault. I'm sorry. I planned to solve it quickly, but I didn't expect that it would be delayed. Moreover, I didn't expect that this poison would take effect." So fast."

Nan Zhiyi's tone was disgusting, "By the time you expect it, you will be dead! Besides, the attack has not been slow in the past years. Are you getting older and your memory has declined? Can you forget this?"

"Feel sorry."

Fu Sichen knew that he was in the wrong and did not dare to talk back to her.

In fact, Nan Zhiyi didn't really care about him, she just pretended to be cool, hoping that this person would have a long memory.

"Vinson, help your master unbutton his clothes. I'll prepare the silver needle and give him the needle again."

"it is good."

Vincent responded and took action immediately.

Nan Zhiyi also went to get the silver needle he wanted to use. In order to prevent this person from freezing to death here, he also went to find a heater.

After a while, the entire medical room was warm.

Nan Zhiyi and Vincent were both sweating hotly, but Fu Sichen was still trembling slightly.

Although she didn't say anything anymore, Nan Zhiyi's mood was very clear. Fu Sichen's situation was particularly bad.

After she finished pricking the needle neatly, she ordered Vincent again, "Go and find a way to get a bucket for bathing. You must use a medicinal bath tonight. You understand the process. When you are ready, come to me to get the medicine."

She couldn't stay here all night. Of course, these things could be handled faster by Vincent.

Vincent's efficiency is indeed high.

Within half an hour, someone delivered a small wooden barrel.

He asked people to move into the bathroom.

After Nan Zhiyi gave the medicinal materials, she asked Vincent to take care of Fu Sichen's bath. She didn't even need to give instructions during the process, Vincent could just follow it...

In the next two or three days, Fu Sichen's condition was very bad. The inflammation of the wound caused a fever. The alternating cold and hot torture in his body made him spend almost painful time in the hospital bed.

But Wen Xinning didn't know any of this.

Because Fu Sichen didn't show up for several days, she seemed particularly silent.

On the weekend, Li Luo came to see Wen Xinning again and found out.

She knew that Wen Xinning missed Fu Sichen, so she asked tentatively: "Xinning, isn't Mr. Fu finished yet? It's been almost a week, and he hasn't come to see you, has he?"

Wen Xinning nodded and said, "Probably."

Li Luo was a little confused and asked: "What should be? If you are busy, you are busy. If you are not busy, you are not busy."

Wen Xinning said, "I have sent him messages these days, and every time he takes a long time to reply. When I call, the person who answers is Special Assistant Wen..."

Li Luo frowned when he heard this, "How could this be? What does he mean? No matter how busy you are... you don't have time to answer the phone, even if it's only 1 minute?"

Wen Xinning shook her head, "It's nothing. I'm mainly worried...if something happened to him and he doesn't want me to know."