Crossflow

A tragic nuclear explosion occurred in Tao Fengche's brain, and no grass grew anywhere it went, destroying all his brain cells, so that he completely lost his ability to understand.

It took him a long time to finish the post-disaster reconstruction work, retrieve his thoughts from the ruins, and then think hard like a machine that was in disrepair and difficult to operate for a long time before he finally digested this sentence complete.Immediately afterwards, it took him a long time to finally find his tongue. Today, this organ, which has always been commanding like an arm, seems to have returned to his babbling baby days, disobedient for no reason.

The always impatient Dean Jing maintained a strange kind of patience at this time, watching Tao Fengche quietly from the beginning to the end, without saying anything to urge him.

"Auntie, I mean, Chu Yin..." Tao Fengche was tongue-tied, "Did he die because of artificial pheromones?"

Jing Ning nodded: "In a sense, it is like this."

Tao Fengche subconsciously gasped.The temperature of the air conditioner in Jing Ning's private laboratory was turned on very low, and the icy air circulated in his lungs, before he was vomited out before being warmed up.

Perhaps the too cold air played a certain calming effect. Tao Fengche shuddered all over, and when he spoke again, he looked much calmer than before: "He has always been weak and sick. Injected with artificial pheromones?"

He looked up at Jing Ning, his eyes were sharp, and the words he said were so rational that they were almost cruel.

Under such a gaze, it is easy to give people the feeling of fear, or the illusion of being stared at by a beast, but Dean Jing is not an ordinary person after all, he shrugged: "I don't know."

"Don't look at me with such eyes. Chu Yin is your grandfather's adopted son. It can be said that he has been fostered in your family since he was a child. Do you think it is possible for me to get the medical examination reports of your family members from childhood to adulthood?" Jing Ning asked rhetorically.

Before Tao Fengche could speak, he continued: "When I first saw him, he had been injected for a while, and I was just an ordinary researcher at that time."

Jing Ning's speech became faster and faster, but when she reached this point, she suddenly stopped, and did not continue for a long time.He no longer looked at Tao Fengche, and his gaze turned to the ground. At the same time, his fingers began to tap the top of the experiment table rapidly.

He looked very anxious, with a somewhat impatient expression. After a while, he raised his head again, but still refused to make eye contact with Tao Fengche, and turned his gaze to the wall behind Tao Fengche.

This is a subconscious escape action.Tao Fengche narrowed his eyes slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Jing Ning spoke, as if raving: "I persuaded him."

"I persuaded him." He unconsciously repeated this sentence again and again.

Tao Fengche frowned slightly, a little puzzled.He didn't understand why Jingning's body suddenly had such a heavy sorrow, just looking at it made people feel like they had experienced a tsunami.

But Tao Fengche never heard Chu Yin mention his special friendship with the director of the research institute.

...Maybe it's a beta thing that hurts its kind?That's all he could guess.

And Jing Ning finally regained his strength, and as if he had gained some courage from that babbling, he repeated again: "I tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen."

"Artificial pheromones will have a great impact on life expectancy, not to mention that his physical condition has been bad. I have advised many times that it is better to stop the drug, or at least reduce the frequency of injections. He lives in seclusion all year round, but it is not very serious. He needs to appear in public, and those closest to him actually know his true gender, so it makes no sense to maintain such a high frequency of injections."

"But he is the most stubborn person I have ever met." The last trace of warmth in Jing Ning's voice disappeared, "So at the end, the avalanche came."

He used "Avalanche" as a metaphor for Chu Yin's death.

When Chu Yin passed away, Tao Fengche was already 16 years old. He clearly remembered that Chu Yin's body weakened suddenly, as if from that day on, a greedy animal lived in his body. A vicious beast that feeds on vitality.

His condition deteriorated too fast, Zhao Jiayang and Tao Zhixing teamed up and invited the best doctor team in the world to try to snatch his life back from the hands of death at all costs...

They tried their best, but they failed miserably in the end.

For a long time, Jing Ning didn't speak again, the pain on his face was so obvious that it couldn't be ignored, Tao Fengche looked at him secretly, thinking that maybe they were really friends.

The kind of friends who don't communicate often, but always keep each other in their hearts.

It's really unnatural to speak at such a time, but Tao Fengche couldn't keep silent while watching Jingning like this, he finally became the one who broke the silence: "So this kind of medicine disappeared from the market because of Chu Yin?"

Unknowingly, he began to call Chu Yin's name directly instead of referring to him as "Auntie", although he himself didn't know why he did it.

"I think so. But I haven't found anyone to ask for proof." Jing Ning sighed and rubbed her temples with a tired voice, "About two years ago, did you ever see your father and Zhao Jiayang quarrel? "

He finally looked at Tao Fengche again, and this time, the longing and anticipation in his eyes almost burned Tao Fengche's eyes, so he looked away uncomfortably and changed to another person.

...Two years, two years ago... Tao Fengche frowned slightly, and began to search in his mind.

Zhao Jiayang and Tao Zhixing were childhood friends, and they had a fateful friendship. The two have always been brothers and respectful. They are better than brothers if they are not real brothers. They have a very good relationship.

It seems that there is still such a time!Tao Fengche's eyes widened.

There was a competition organized at school, and he arrived home a little later than usual, just in time for that.

Tao Fengche felt something was wrong when he first entered the door, and asked Xu Song if he had any guests, and when the latter replied that Master Zhao was here, he felt a little strange.

At that time, Chu Yin's condition had deteriorated. He was stationed in the ICU of the hospital, and his body was covered with various instruments. From time to time, he had to push into the operating room for rescue. Always ready to sign for the critical illness notice that will come without knowing when, with as many snowflakes as possible.

Tao Fengche couldn't figure out why his uncle came to the house right now, but when he went upstairs, he suddenly heard a loud argument.

The sound insulation effect of the study room in the main house is very good. Tao Zhixing once dealt with a traitor in it in the early years, and waited for the people below to go in and drag the mangled man out, and then cleaned the scene. Tao Fengche only discovered this matter, but The quarrel that day was so loud that he could hear it standing on the stairs.

Although he couldn't hear what they were arguing about, Tao Fengche was still a little worried, so he didn't go back to his room to do his homework as planned, but turned around and stepped up the steps leading to the third floor.At that moment, the walnut wood door was pushed open, and Zhao Jiayang came out like a furious and dejected lion, with a face full of anger, and then swept down the stairs like a hurricane, without even following him. Tao Fengche said hello.

Tao Fengche was a little frightened, he stared at Zhao Jiayang's back anxiously for a long while, a little uncertain whether he should follow his heart and continue on, or go back home.

In the end, curiosity overcame fear, he tiptoed up, took a deep breath, stood at the door of the study and looked inside——

It was a mess.

Tao Zhixing has an old-fashioned style and is fond of antiques. He just brought back an inkstone from the auction last year and kept it on the table. At this time, this treasure that he once loved was smashed into countless pieces on the ground, and the valuable ornaments were also broken. There were several, and it looked like a war had broken out.

Tao Zhixing closed his eyes and leaned on the mahogany chair with a cold and tired expression.

Tao Fengche's eyesight was excellent, and he saw the Glock in his hand at a glance, and his heart skipped a beat.

How did these two people get into a fight? !

This was not a good time to ask questions. Tao Fengche didn't have a hobby of plucking a tiger's beard, so he wanted to turn around and leave immediately, but Tao Zhixing, who had already discovered his whereabouts, called out, "You're back?"

"En." Tao Fengche knew he couldn't escape, so he turned his head and greeted him bravely, "Dad, have you eaten yet?"

After Chu Yin fell ill, Zhao Jiayang completely became the hands-off shopkeeper, and the entire burden fell on Tao Zhixing alone. Tao Fengche hadn't seen his father for a long time.

"Well, your uncle is gone?"

"Leaving." Tao Fengche replied honestly, "I happened to see him go down when I went upstairs."

Tao Zhixing silently nodded.

He didn't intend to speak again, but Tao Fengche recalled Zhao Jiayang's face just now, and looked at the posture in the study as if the wind was passing through, he felt like a cat was scratching in his heart, he pondered for a long time, finally considered his words, and opened his mouth carefully : "What the hell is going on?"

"Your aunt is ill. Your uncle is too anxious and a little impulsive." Tao Zhixing stopped talking and asked about Tao Fengche's studies instead.

Tao Fengche was not one to wink. After answering honestly, he went back to his room to do his homework.

If it was a quarrel, Tao Fengche could only think of this, but he didn't hear the content of the dispute between the two, and he didn't feel that he could provide Jingning with any help.

But he still briefly summarized the matter in a few words.

Jing Ning pondered for a while: "Then my guess should be right."

He raised his chin in the direction of the secret grid: "Anyway, the final result is that this thing was completely banned, all the circulation on the market was withdrawn, and the Tao family also completely cut off this entire business line. means to close this Pandora's box."

He looked at Tao Fengche, his eyes were clear, without the emotions that were immersed in the memories before, he looked extraordinarily calm and sharp: "So, where did you get this thing?"

... You had to interrupt when you wanted to talk before, but now you took the initiative to ask again.

Could it be that this is, dragging and not going, playing backwards?