【ABO】Toffee Omega is too sweet to foul

Chi Wenjing finally stopped.

The scene that flashed before my eyes was from the moment I found out that I was pregnant to the time when the six-pound fat boy was born, he could crawl for the first time, he could call Dad for the first time, and he was beaten for the first time when he was mischievous.

In the past four years, the happiness brought by the little guy is the happiest thing in this life. If all this, it will end in a few days...

Chi Wenjing turned his back to Liu Ming, but he didn't turn around for a long time.

But his back was visibly shaken.

Seeing this, Liu Ming couldn't hold back the pride in his heart, and continued: "Don't you want to know how you became our experimental product step by step? Don't you wonder why I know about Shi Huaiyan's differentiation? ?"

"Only by knowing everything about that year, can that child have hope."

"Don't hesitate, turn around, I don't want much, as long as I can get out from here, I will ensure that your child is safe and sound, even if you want him to be Omega or Alpha, I can..."

The last sentence shattered Chi Wenjing's unshakable heart in an instant, and the scene of using that woman's hand to stab his head into his body with coldness brought him back to his rationality.

If this demon in the world is released, more people in this world will be forced to become Omega or Alpha, and there will be more experimental products like him, repeating his past ten years of pain, and enduring all kinds of strange eyes and public opinion .

But those people would not be as lucky as him to meet a Shi Huaiyan who pulled him out of the abyss.

Chi Wenjing suddenly felt ashamed of the shaking at that moment just now. His man had saved many people who were tortured by the estrous and susceptible periods with more than ten years of hard work. How could he exchange countless lives for his own selfishness? Shi Huaijing was alone.

In this way, he and Chi Xiong used illegal inhibitors for profit back then, causing many Omega animals to suffer from lifelong diseases.behavior is different.

Liu Ming was completely unaware of the skill he was so proud of, and ruined his last chance. He watched Chi Wenjing leave without hesitation: "Chi Wenjing, you have no heart, you even gave up your own son's life regardless of."

"Chi Wenjing, you will regret it!"

Chi Wenjing, you will regret it.

These words, like a nightmare, kept lingering in his ears. Chi Wenjing returned to the hospital. Even though he knew he couldn't touch or approach him, he still insisted on guarding outside.

During this period, I only heard that the little guy had a high fever, ups and downs. When he woke up, he didn't cry like other children in fear. Instead, the first sentence was "If daddy asks, just say I'm getting better soon."He will be worried when he finds out, and Daddy will feel distressed when he cries. '

On the third day, Chi Wenjing finally got permission to go in and visit.

He came to the isolation room wearing a sterile suit. The little guy's eyes were closed tightly on the hospital bed, his hands and feet were covered with instruments, and his face was covered with an oxygen mask.

But I haven't seen her for three days, but she has lost weight visibly.

As if feeling his pheromone, the little guy slowly opened his eyes as soon as he got close.

Because of the high fever, there was still a faint blush on his face, and his peach blossom eyes, which were not covered by the oxygen mask, were wet under the light, making him look very pitiful.

Seeing him, the little bloodless mouth opened, "Dad."

The voice is as faint as a mosquito, obviously he was still alive and kicking a few days ago, every word of Dad is so naughty and powerful.

Chi Wenjing endured the soreness in his nose, and came to the little guy, "Baby, does it hurt?"

The little guy shook his head weakly: "It doesn't hurt, Daddy said, he's a man."

Can't cry, don't cry when it hurts.

Nothing can't bear it.

Chi Wenjing held the little guy's hand distressedly: "Don't be afraid, Dad and Daddy promised you that they will wait for you outside."

The little guy tried his best to pull out a smile, but because of the discomfort all over his body, he couldn't hide his smile: "Dad."

"Well, Dad is here." Chi Wenjing clenched even tighter.

"Uncle Fang also said that I should get to know more children. I thought about it seriously. When I go out, I will listen to you and go to kindergarten."

Every word of the child's innocent words was like weeping blood, and Chi Wenjing's heart was pierced like a knife. Tears couldn't stop pouring out of his eyes. He held back the bitterness welling up, nodded and said, "Okay, you're so good."

The little guy didn't wake up for a long time. In order not to worry his father, he endured it for a long time, but he still couldn't bear the discomfort caused by the high fever, and fell into a semi-comatose state after a while.

Until he lost consciousness, his chubby little hands kept patting the back of Chi Wenjing's, and murmured, "Don't cry, Dad, I'll be fine soon, don't worry."

"And Dad, I'm not fat anymore, can I stop being called Rourou?"

"It's so ugly..."

When Chi Wenjing came out, he leaned against the wall helplessly, closing his eyes to cover the grief inside.

This kind of countdown to life with one less meeting made him no longer able to pretend to be strong. If possible, he hoped that all the pain would be borne by him.

When Chi Wenjing had collected his emotions and was about to return to the escort room, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the silent corridor.

He looked back, and saw the figure of a middle-aged man appearing in his sight. He seemed to have rushed here on purpose, and he was only wearing casual clothes.

Chi Wenjing's footsteps suddenly stopped in place, his eyes fixed on the figure that was getting closer and closer, the night lights in the corridor shrouded the middle-aged man's body, flickering between dark and bright, he couldn't tell for a moment that he was wearing a white coat Master Xinglin is still a demon in holy clothes who has already blended into the darkness.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man stopped in front of him.

The other party was like him who had collapsed on the operating table after comforting treatment: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine."

To him who had nothing to rely on in the past, these were such encouraging words, but at this moment Chi Wenjing only felt that every word that was extremely familiar had a deep meaning.

Don't be afraid, you'll be fine, you won't die.

But it's just that I can't die, and I don't care about the process that life is worse than death. I even say that this process is the desired result.

"Old Dean Fang, do you have a solution?" The four eyes met, and all the firm beliefs and vacillations in his heart collided non-stop, making him only want a negative answer.

He would rather be sensitive and suspicious than a misunderstanding. This old dean Fang, who has saved countless lives and is admired by many people, is also Brother Yi's respected father.

As long as old dean Fang showed a puzzled look and said something like 'we will do our best' to him, he would apologize for his impulsiveness.

But the last thing that came was the middle-aged man's rhetorical question: "Xiaojing, why do you ask that?"

It is unprecedented in medical history, which means that no one can recover from the death penalty.

"Xiaojing, why do you think I will have a solution?" Fangzheng asked again while Chi Wenjing was silent.

His tone was as gentle as ever, and the benevolent halo attached to his practice of medicine for many years was always so easy for people to let go of their guards.

But when he asked with a blank face, Chi Wenjing was covered with a sense of oppression invisibly, not asking, but forcing.

Dangerous questioning.

Chi Wenjing's heart kept sinking, and when he sank to the bottom of the valley, his hope was completely shattered.

He clenched his hands so tightly that his nails were about to pierce his palms. At this moment, he regretted his recklessness just now.

If there is no complete evidence to scare the snake, it will only be more dangerous.

When his clenched fists were loosened, Chi Wenjing's entire portrait was drained of strength, and he lowered his eyes: "Sorry, I was too worried, and I was in a hurry to speak. Old Dean Fang, please don't take offense."

"It's okay, I can understand your mood." Old Dean Fang stepped forward, and patted Chi Wenjing's shoulder earnestly: "But Xiaojing, next time I have something to say, but I have to think carefully before I say it."

"..."

The moment he returned to the escort room and locked the door, Chi Wenjing couldn't stop shaking. This feeling was more terrifying than the deadly needle that was about to be injected into his glands when he was kidnapped by Liu Ming.

Why?Why did Dean Fang do this?What is the purpose?

Was he forced to be helpless, or... the real manipulator behind him?

Chi Wenjing didn't dare to think about it anymore. No matter what kind of thing it is, once the matter is exposed, the most unacceptable thing to be caught in the middle is that he has been kept in the dark and tried his best to save his life in the past ten years. Brother Yi.

Shi Huaijing's condition became more and more serious, with repeated high fevers in just a few days, and the effectiveness of antipyretics became shorter and shorter, which meant that the life of this child who was less than four years old was on the verge of death.

Three days later, the inhibitor injected into Chi Wenjing's body was sent to the hospital.

The little guy was pushed into the emergency room again, but after the first injection and the second injection, the high fever persisted.

All hope is placed on the last injection. If the fever does not subside after one day of injection, it means the failure of this treatment plan.

Fang Yi personally stayed in the ICU ward, staring intently at the changes in the data on the machine.

Every doctor will not have a patient who can save 100% of his life, but he was indifferent to life and death in the hospital. At this moment, looking at the bruised child whose arm was injected with a needle, he couldn't restrain his heartache.

As time passed by, he watched his heart rate gradually weaken, unable to sit still.

"Lin Yuan." He got up and hurriedly took off his white coat, and said to the assistant who followed him: "13 years ago, many Omegas suffered from incurable diseases due to illegal inhibitors, and those who were finally sent to the old hospital for treatment Do you have any more treatment needles?"

Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment: "Yes, but they are all in the original hospital. The old director should know where they are. I'll call and consult immediately."

Back then, the Chi family put a batch of substandard inhibitors on the market, causing many Omegas to suffer from rare diseases with different symptoms. At that time, only the Fang family in the entire capital of Fang saved this group of patients who were sentenced to death by other hospitals. He became famous and was called Hua Tuo alive by everyone.

This incident has been passed down to this day, and it is difficult for Lin Yuan to forget.

"No need." When Lin Yuan was about to make a call, Fang Yi didn't know what to think, and stopped him: "I'll go there myself."