Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Dispensing time is [-]am.

Zhang Lu touched the glass bottle that Rong Mo gave him in his pocket. After much hesitation, he picked a blind spot for surveillance and used a needle to withdraw a little bit and injected it into Yang Zhenhai's medicine.

He doesn’t know the specific effects of the medicine...

The little nurse came in from the door. Seeing his bad expression, she asked, "Doctor Zhang, are you feeling unwell?"

"Ah?" Zhang Lu came to his senses and shook his head, forcing a smile. "I'm fine. Are you here to get medicine?"

The little nurse nodded, Zhang Lu pushed the medicine tray to the little nurse, "Here"

"Okay, Dr. Zhang, if you feel uncomfortable, you can go and take a rest." The little nurse said a few words of concern and took the medicine before leaving.

Zhang Lu was worried, so he went to Yang Zhenhai's door and walked around a few times.

I almost bumped into Yang Zhenhai's assistant a few times, but he didn't look out of the ordinary.

...............

Tong Ya hadn't cooked for a long time and coughed when she smelled the fumes.

She didn't know what Rong Mo liked to eat, so she cooked a few home-cooked dishes that she was good at, and put them in front of Rong Mo with trepidation.

Rong Mo sat at the dining table and looked at his phone from time to time. There was no reply to the message sent to Xiu Jin on the phone interface.

The phone couldn't be reached directly.

Depend on!If he was so stingy, wouldn't Xiu Jin also block him?

Rong Mo thought to himself that he was the one who left without saying goodbye, and he was the one who was disappointed and aggrieved in the end.

Even if you're angry, you can't be cold-blooded!

damn thing!

Tong Ya placed the dishes in front of Rong Mo, and he came back to his senses, hiding his emotions and looking indifferent.

He glanced at the dishes on the table and took a bite casually.

It's not unpalatable, and it's not delicious either. It's far from what Xiu Jin made.

Tong Ya stood aside, holding the corner of her clothes, afraid that Rong Mo would say he didn't like to complain to Yang Zhenhai.

Unexpectedly, Rong Mo finished the food one bite after another in silence.

It's not that Rong Mo likes to eat, it's that he has gone too far recently. He gave Yang Zhenhai a nerve-numbing drug.

It would take a few days to take effect. During this period, he had to make good use of Yang Zhenhai's few feelings of guilt and not make people feel bored.

Tong Ya was relieved when he put down his chopsticks.

Rong Mo got up, treated her as a transparent person, and returned to the room by himself.

After closing the door, he couldn't help but kick the little bastard awake who was sleeping on his bed, "Bai Tuanzi, please contact Xiu Jin quickly."

Bai Tuanzi hadn't woken up yet. Mung Bean narrowed his eyes and muttered dissatisfiedly, "He's such an adult and he doesn't know how to throw things away. Why are you looking for him?"

Rong Mo frowned and said with a cold face, "Just look for me!"

Bai Tuanzi trembled, waved the virtual screen, and contacted Blackbird.

The next second, Blackbird's furious voice exploded in his mind, "Where did your host die?"

Bai Tuanzi's ears buzzed and his facial features twisted together, "Damn, you've taken gunpowder, why are you so loud!"

The black bird flapped its wings and roared at Bai Tuanzi, "My master has been going crazy all night, please get Rong Mo over here!"

go Ape?Bai Tuanzi blinked, Xiu Jin was crazy.

At the same time, Rong Mo, who was standing on the balcony looking at the scenery, received a call from Assistant Xiu Jin.

He glanced at the phone number and opened the answer button. The voice on the other side said urgently, "Madam, sir, he has lost his mind during the susceptible period. Please come over and take a look."

"..." Rong Mo was stunned for a moment, remembering what the susceptible period was, "Where is he?"

“At your previous hotel“

After the assistant finished speaking, Bai Tuanzi came rushing over from behind, "Big, big, it's not good, Xiujin is in the susceptible stage..."

Before he finished speaking, Rong Mo passed by it and got into the cloakroom to put on clothes.

Wearing casual clothes, Rong Mo grabbed the car keys and ran downstairs.

Tong Ya heard the noise and only saw Rong Mo's back. She picked up her mobile phone and called Yang Zhenhai.

"Zhenhai, Rongmo went out and left in a hurry."

"I didn't have time to ask him where he was going."

"Okay, I'll keep an eye out for when he comes back."

Rong Mo drove so fast that the surrounding scenes became afterimages.

Bai Tuanzi lay on the seat, Hun chasing after him, "Dad, Tong Ya is telling you a story."

Rong Mo couldn't care about anything else, he only thought about Xiu Jin, and the one-hour journey suddenly shrunk to half an hour.

"Chi—"

The car stopped at the door of the hotel. Rong Mo opened the door and rushed in. The front desk lady was familiar with Rong Mo. She wanted to talk to him but when she saw his eager look, her open lips slowly closed.

The elevator door opened, and Xiu Jin's assistant and driver was pacing back and forth in the corridor. The moment he saw him, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Madam! You are here!"

The driver came over and Rong Mo raised his hand to interrupt, "Open the door and I'll go in and take a look."

"Madam, sir, he is not in very good condition at the moment. Please be careful not to get hurt...", the driver said while swiping the electronic lock.

The room was dark, and the temperature was many degrees lower than outside. The moment he stepped in, he felt as if he was in a snowy sky, with air-conditioning filling his nose.

Rong Mo's legs became weak, and his hands quickly held the wall.

Why did Xiu Jin's pheromones scatter like this?

He steadied his body against the pressure, and as he walked further inside, the cold pheromones were sucked into his throat and blown into his lungs like a cold wind.

"Xiu Jin?" Rong Mo called out, but no one responded.

Something kicked at his feet. He looked down and saw that the utensils on the table were scattered all over the floor.

You would step on something almost every few steps, and without even looking, the ground would be a mess.

Did Xiujin demolish the house?

Fumbling forward little by little, Rong Mo didn't dare to open the curtains. The susceptible period is similar to the estrus period, and Alpha's mood at this time will become irritable and sensitive.

Passing through the living room, he came to the closed bedroom door...

There was a slight noise inside, and the person must be here.

Rong Mo prepared himself mentally and opened the bedroom door little by little.

There was only a faint light from the bedside lamp in the room, and the furnishings were smashed into disarray.

He didn't see Xiu Jin.

Walking into the bedroom, there was a creak under my feet.

Rong Mo looked down and saw an unknown flower.

He glanced around the room. There were many broken petals on the carpet, scattered in the blanket, as if they were hiding shyly.

He had moved his steps before, and the figure beside the bed was stretched out under the light.

Rong Mo breathed a sigh of relief and found it.

He walked to the bed. Xiu Jin was curled up on the blanket, surrounded by scattered petals, and he still held a few in his hand.

Xiu Jin lay there motionless, and Rong Mo noticed that besides the petals on the blanket, there were also little bits of scarlet.

He walked to Xiu Jin, squatted down, and pushed the broken hair out of his eyes, his heart throbbing violently.

Those eyes were dead silent, half-closed with a layer of frost, and their gaze was fixed on the flower in their hands, without even noticing that he was approaching.

"Xiu Jin...", his nose felt sore, and Rong Mo shed tears. He had only been away for a day, how could he have ended up like this?

When Rong Mo got closer, he discovered that there were many small wounds on Xiu Jin's face and hands, which must have been cut by flower branches. Some of the wounds had scabbed over, and his palms were stained with blood.

Big tears fell on Xiu Jin's face.

The dead pupils trembled slightly, and Xiu Jin's thin lips moved. Rong Mo heard Xiu Jin say something, but he didn't hear it clearly, so he wiped away his tears, turned his ear to Xiu Jin's lips, and listened carefully.

The hoarse voice asked him intermittently, "Why... come back?"

Rong Mo's pupils opened slightly and he stood still. He thought that Xiu Jin would accuse him of leaving, say that he missed him, or express his love. However, he never thought that Xiu Jin would ask him why he came back?

He hugged Xiu Jin's shoulders and choked with sobs, "I'm sorry, are you angry with me?"

Xiu Jin's thoughts were messy and his vision was blurry. He smelled the scent that he had longed for for a long time. It was stronger and more stable than the scent on the flower branches.

The body next to him was very warm, and the heat spread to his limbs, and he regained some consciousness.

He slowly opened his eyes, heard the sobs in his ears, and saw Rong Mo's side face.

"Momo..."

Rong Mo stopped crying, let go of his hand, lowered his head and looked into Xiu Jin's bright eyes.

"you're awake?"

Xiu Jin said nothing and looked at her quietly, as if trying to determine whether he really existed.

Rong Mo sniffed, his eyes still swollen, "Don't look at it, I'm serious."

"Really..." Xiu Jin murmured, raising her hand to touch Rong Mo's moist face, "Why are you coming back?"

"You don't want me to come back?" Rong Mo glared at Xiu Jin.

"Hope..." How could he not want Rong Mo to come back? After a night of suffering, he almost went crazy thinking about Rong Mo.

"Don't you still have things to do?" Xiu Jin retracted her hand. Her anxiety had not disappeared and she might lose consciousness at any time.

He looked away and suppressed the desire in his heart, pretending to be calm and said: "Do what you want and don't worry about me."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Nothing is as important as you." Rong Mo wiped away his tears and stood up, dragging Xiu Jin up from the ground.

He couldn't pull Xiu Jin, but he didn't move at all after pulling for a long time.

The man stared straight at Rong Mo, and whispered for a long time: "It will take many days for the susceptible period to pass."

"So what?" Rong Mo pulled the person with all his strength.

"It will affect your mission"

Rong Mo paused, feeling astringent. He turned back to meet Xiu Jin's gaze, "The mission is not as important as you."

He did the mission just to be with Xiu Jin forever.

Acting rationally is his benchmark, but the other side of the scale is Xiu Jin, and he will always abandon reason and move towards Xiu Jin.

Xiu Jin stared blankly at the serious and solemn face under the light and shadow. Water mist formed in his eyes, blurring Rong Mo's figure. He closed his eyes and his vision became clear again.

He took Rong Mo's hand, propped up his weak body, and locked his eyes on Rong Mo.

Seeing the man getting up from the ground obediently, Rong Mo raised a smile, stood on tiptoes and kissed Xiu Jin on the lips.

"You go and lie down on the bed, and I will take care of you this time."

"Okay." Xiu Jin smiled, leaning on the bed in a daze with lowered eyebrows, her eyes following Rong Mo.

Rong Mo turned on the light in the bedroom and couldn't help but sigh at Xiu Jin's destructive power...

The small sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window was overturned on the ground, the strokes on the wall were broken and thrown everywhere, and there were glass shards all over the floor.

There was a large amount of brown wine on the snow-white blanket.

Rong Mo suddenly had one head and two heads. His estrus was nothing compared to Xiu Jin's...