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Having just experienced a thrilling event, they saw this scene again. Even though Wen Yuhe and He Sheng were well-informed people, they couldn't help but feel a little panicked at this moment.

In particular, they are still deeply traumatized by the accident that Wen Muchi encountered.

"Miss Wen!"

"Wen Shiqi!"

The two cried out in surprise, and by the time they realized what was happening, Wen Shiqi had already fallen to the ground and was completely unconscious...

At this moment, the sounds of fire trucks and ambulances were heard...

three days later.

Dark Island, sterile room of the experimental base.

Wen Shiqi was lying on the big bed, his face was pale, almost without any blood.

If it weren't for the faint rise and fall of her chest, she would have looked like a dead person...

What was even more bizarre was her lips.

Her lips were neither the common pink or red, nor the pale color of illness, but a dark blue with a strange purple hue.

Beside her bed, sat a man.

The man held her fingers gently, his whole body like a stone sculpture.

"Early..."

"Don't sleep anymore, okay?"

The man murmured, his deep voice now unnaturally hoarse.

"Boss, you should... take a rest?"

He Sheng, who was standing by, couldn't help but speak.

The man sitting beside Wen Shiqi's bed was none other than Wen Muchi, who everyone thought had died in the fire.

He is not dead.

three days ago.

After He Sheng and his companions left with Wen Shiqi, Wen Yuhe and others, someone notified the leading man wearing an eagle mask.

The man gave a look to the men beside him at that time.

Then, they tied Wen Muchi to the iron rack and led everyone to evacuate from the back door of the abandoned factory.

But what the other party didn't know was that Wen Muchi had already noticed the look in his eyes when he looked at that subordinate.

So, he was prepared.

When he saw them leading their men to retreat, he immediately took out the blade that had been hidden in his sleeve and cut the rope tied around his wrist.

Yes, his hands can move!

What he did just now was just a trick he used.

His arm was fine.

It was all his disguise from beginning to end.

Sure enough, not long after he cut the rope, an explosion was heard behind the factory!

He knew that it was the other party who set the fire!

He wanted to blow up both him and the entire abandoned factory!

He guessed that the other party would definitely seal the front and back doors, so he did not escape directly from the front door! Instead, he made a quick decision and jumped over the wall!

This is also the reason why He Sheng and others did not meet Wen Muchi after they turned back.

But who would have known that Wen Muchi escaped death and returned safely.

But something happened to Wen Shiqi...

No one expected that after that night, the toxins in Wen Shiqi's body would get out of control!

The golden needle that was originally inserted into her body showed signs of loosening for some unknown reason.

This also caused the toxins suppressed in her heart to lose control and completely invade her lungs.

The reason why she was still able to hold on to her breath was because the golden needle had not completely fallen off.

but……

No one knows how long this situation can last.

Maybe a month.

It could be a week, a day.

Even shorter.

In other words, Wen Shiqi may die at any time now.

That day, after they sent Wen Shiqi to the hospital, the hospital directly sentenced her to death.

Tell them directly that the hospital cannot treat it.

This is also the reason why Wen Shiqi was not in the hospital's intensive care unit but was sent to Dark Island.

There are complete medical facilities here.

At the same time, there is Wang An, who currently knows Wen Shiqi's physical condition best.

For the past three days, Wen Muchi has been staying by Wen Shiqi's bedside, without sleeping, eating or drinking.

His body seemed to have reached its limit.

It can be said that his current complexion is not much better than Wen Shiqi's.

If Wang An hadn't come over and given him a few injections of glucose, he would have collapsed along with Wen Shiqi.

Wen Muchi ignored He Sheng's advice and just said:

"How's the situation over there, Wang An?"

Seeing this, He Sheng knew that no matter how much he tried to persuade Wen Muchi, he would not listen.

He could only give up.

But when I heard the question Wen Muchi asked...

His heart couldn't help but sink:

"For now... there is no progress..."

He knew that such a result would not satisfy Wen Muchi.

But how could there be a breakthrough in just three days for something that we were previously helpless about?

If he was sure, Wang An would have agreed to detoxify Wen Shiqi when Wen Muchi brought her to Dark Island for the first time a few days ago.

The reason why he didn't dare to take action, let alone agree, was simply because he was completely unsure.

After He Sheng answered, he held his breath and dared not breathe.

However, Wen Muchi did not react at all, not even frowning.

He just stared at Wen Shiqi on the bed without blinking, as if he was afraid that if he looked away even a little, Wen Shiqi would disappear from his world...

Just when He Sheng thought Wen Muchi would not speak again, he suddenly spoke again:

"Where's Doctor Ning?"

He Sheng's heart, which had just been relieved, suddenly tightened again:

"No news either..."

As soon as he said this, the entire sterile room fell into silence.

Even the faint breathing sound from the ventilator seemed particularly clear at this moment.

After another silence, Wen Muchi spoke:

"Let Wang An come to see me."

"Yes."

He Sheng responded and immediately walked out as if relieved of a heavy burden.

Soon, Wang An appeared at the door of the sterile room.

Of course, he didn't come in directly.

When entering the sterile room, you need to undergo full body disinfection and change into sterile clothing.

He didn't dare to waste time at this moment.

Moreover, the sterile room is not suitable for people to come and go.

He just stood at the door and tapped the glass window with his fingers.

Wen Muchi moved, gently put Wen Shiqi's hand back on the bed, looked at her deeply again, then got up and left.

The door of the sterile room.

Wang An stood face to face in front of Wen Muchi, his entire body stiff:

"Mr. Wen, are you looking for me?"

"How long can her body last?" Wen Muchi asked.

As soon as he said this, Wang An's heart trembled and he almost knelt down on his knees.

"This……"

He was trembling and didn't dare to answer the question at all.

Wen Muchi glanced at him coldly: "Speak."

Wang An really couldn't hold on any longer this time. Beads of cold sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, and his face turned even paler.

If you don’t know, you would think he is sick too.

"I-I'm not sure..."

he stammered.

Afraid that Wen Muchi would not believe him, he quickly explained:

“I’m really not sure…

"Honestly speaking, it's a miracle that Madam Wen can hold on until now..."

As soon as the words came out, Wang An immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly waved his hands to explain:

"I, that's not what I meant... I didn't mean to curse Madam Wen...

"I mean, she, she..."

What he said was just like a tongue twister.

Obviously he was really panicked.

"Explain clearly." Wen Muchi interrupted him.

Perhaps because he was intimidated by his aura, Wang An stood up straight and spoke a series of words fluently:

"Given Madam Wen's current condition, she may collapse at any time.

"Every minute now is extremely dangerous for Madam Wen. At any time... at any time..."