100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

The virus in Mr. Ye's body broke out early. Cheng Anya was flustered and sat on pins and needles. She originally wanted to accompany Mr. Ye, but Su Man suggested that she should not go to the laboratory. Su Mei always had a way of speaking that made people unable to help themselves. With the dignity of obedience, Cheng Anya listened to him and did not rush to the research room even though she was worried and panicked.

"Mommy, don't worry, Daddy will be fine." Xiao Naibao comforted Cheng Anya. His pink and tender face showed a calmness and determination that was different from his age. He smiled elegantly, as if nothing had happened. Still the same, admirably calm.

"Baby, Mommy is not that bad. I need you to comfort her at this time. It's okay." Miss Cheng knew her son best and smiled, telling him not to worry. She was very worried. However, no matter how worried she was, she would take care of her son and would not be so panicked that she had no time to take care of his emotions.

If she panics, she will have to be comforted by Little Milk Bag who is also scared and worried. How shameful is this? She has always been Little Milk Bag's most sturdy mommy?

Mother and son went to see Ye Wei together. She was seriously injured and unconscious. Bai Ye had already examined her, ordered someone to prepare some medicine, and gave her painkillers.

Cheng Anya felt a little distressed when she looked at Ye Wei, the injury was so serious, Bai Ye looked calm, "The injury is serious for ordinary people, but for Ye Wei, it's nothing, it only takes a few days to recover. "

"Isn't this considered heavy?" Cheng Anya was surprised, does it only count if he was beaten to death? There were drops of blood in Ye Wei's room, and her clothes were also stained with blood. It looked like she had been beaten until she vomited blood.

It was an extremely serious injury that could make Ye Wei seriously injured to the point of coma.

"It's okay, just take care of it for a few days." Bai Ye chuckled, and Eleven carefully applied the medicine to her.

"What do you think they have a deep hatred for? It's not like they're both fighting to death, right?" Bai Ye touched his chin and thought seriously. This situation was very wrong. Mo Jue became angry because of embarrassment?

"There was no time when they beat you to death." Eleven said, snorting coldly. Now she was more curious about how Mo Jue suddenly recovered. It was so sudden, "Bai Ye, when will she wake up?"

"You'll probably wake up tomorrow morning." Bai Ye said, poking Eleven's shoulder and asking, "Eleven, is Weiwei really trapped?"

"What do you think?"

"Did she fall in love with Brother Dabai or Beauty Mo Jue?" Bai Ye was more curious about this question.

The little girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, "It should be Beauty Mo Jue, right?"

"Why?" Eleven and Bai Ye asked in unison. Bai Ye thought to himself, Ning Ning, baby, you also know what it means to fall in love. The times have advanced too fast.

"It feels like it." Xiao Naibao said, Mo Jue's personality is more popular with Ye Wei, Dabai? Because it was Mo Jue, Ye Wei only let him follow him after he became an idiot. If it had been anyone else, she would have gotten rid of him long ago.

After all, it wasn't because of Mo Jue.

"Poor Weiwei." Bai Ye looked at the injuries all over her body and pretended to sigh, then smiled across her chest in a carefree and carefree manner, "I'm kind of looking forward to how Weiwei can take down such a powerful beauty Mo Jue."

Miss Cheng, who had remained silent, couldn't help but say, "I never understood, is there any difference between Dabai and Mo Jue? Aren't they both the same person?"

"Mommy, that's almost enough. Isn't it too much of a difference?" Xiao Naibao retorted, Bai Ye agreed, and Eleven also agreed. They simply regarded them as the same person.

A devil, an angel.

Different races and different factions cannot be compared.

"No, let's talk about your dad. Sometimes he can be extremely serious, and sometimes he can't be too idiotic. People have many sides, why can't Mo Jue be the same?" Cheng Anya smiled and said her point of view, " They are all the same person.”

"no the same."

"Same."

"Mommy, three against one, the minority obeys the majority. If you lose, stop struggling." The little girl said with a smile, like a young gentleman from the British upper class, so cute.

"..." Cheng Anya was speechless, damn, this is so undemocratic.

As if she could tell what Cheng Anya was thinking, the little girl smiled again and said, "Mommy, democratic choice, when have you ever seen real democracy? You talk about social harmony, when has society ever been harmonious?"

In the white night, Eleven gave a thumbs up, strong, just one word.

Cheng Anya became sad and angry, "You are a grown man, and you don't want to bully a weak woman like this."

Little milk bag, "...uh..."

Several people chatted and left Eleven's room. Bai Ye smiled and said, "What a great mother and son."

"They are all top-notch people." Eleven commented succinctly, all of them were top-notch perverts.

"Mr. Su, the master invites you to go to the research room." The maid hurriedly came to invite Bai Ye. Everyone was stunned. Bai Ye nodded and went to the research room with her.

"Ning Ning, what's wrong?"

"Suman asked Bai Ye to go to the research room." Xiao Naibao explained. Cheng Anya's heart sank. Could it be that Achen's condition has worsened? Her heart was beating wildly, and Cheng Anya's face instantly became extremely ugly.

She was sitting alone in the atrium. Xiao Naibao originally wanted to accompany her, but it was getting very late. Cheng Anya asked him to go back to sleep, so Xiao Naibao could only go back to his room to rest. Riya is also very hot at night, with almost no wind. The temperature outside is unbearably high, and even wearing short-sleeves will make you feel unbearably hot. Cheng Anya's limbs were unexpectedly cold, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she couldn't feel any heat at all.

cold.

There was a kind of coldness coming from the inside out, which was extremely uncomfortable. This feeling was just like when Louis told her that she had a virus and they were waiting for Third Young Master Ye to arrive.

scared.

The night was getting darker and darker, and it was already late at night. She wanted to go to the research room several times to take a look, but she didn't dare to get close. She knew exactly what the virus looked like when it attacked.

When she had an attack, the pain was unbearable, and she always felt that it was very hard, but she didn't suffer for long, and Louis would give her a reagent to relieve the pain, but she saw with her own eyes that Zhang Bo broke his head in that small house. Bleeding, he chose to be killed because it was too painful.

The more she thought about the tragic situation before Zhang Bo's death, the more Cheng Anya felt her body getting colder, her heart beating faster, and that ominous premonition hit her heart again.

The night was very quiet, with only the sound of water spraying from the fountain in the atrium. I used to feel comfortable listening to it, but tonight I felt upset.

She walked in the atrium for a while, then sat down again, crossing her chest and thinking. Her whole body seemed particularly peaceful, as if she had blended into the night, so quiet that it didn't exist.

After a while, she stood up suddenly, as if she had made up her mind, and headed towards the research room.

The closer she got, the more terrifying she felt. She was afraid of hearing Mr. Ye's roar, but unexpectedly, it was very quiet. Cheng Anya comforted herself, maybe it was nothing. Bai Ye's medical skills were so good, and Suman was a virus expert. This Unlike Zhang Bo at that time, there might be a turn for the better, so she didn't want to scare herself.

She resolutely backed away from the door of the research room and walked straight inside.

Bai Ye recorded and studied the data on the screen, and was the first to find Cheng Anya. He raised his eyebrows, "Anya, why are you here?"

Suman was testing two reagents without raising his head, and was analyzing the conjugates with a microscope, very seriously and without any distractions. Cheng Anya said softly: "You continue what you are doing, I won't disturb you, I'll just stay with him." good."

Bai Ye glanced at Mr. Ye on the operating table and nodded.

The entire research room is not very large, but the equipment is very complete. Cheng Anya feels that this is a very modern research center, like a scene she has only seen in a movie.

On the operating table, Mr. Ye was wearing an isolation gown and an oxygen mask. His limbs were shackled by hand and foot shackles. There were many needles inserted into his arms, chest, thighs, calves, and even his head, and several bottles of her medicine were hung. The incomprehensible liquid was injected into his body bit by bit.

Cheng Anya lowered her eyes and held his hand, but unexpectedly found a stain of blood on the floor. Looking along her eyes, there was also a large amount of blood on the floor under her feet. Cheng Anya looked at his wrist, which was tightly pulled by the shackles. live. Due to the struggle, there were two obvious wounds on his wrists, dripping with blood.

She suddenly bit her lower lip to hold back the sourness in her eyes. She could imagine how he struggled and how he hurt himself. Needless to say, there should be injuries on his ankles.

He must be trying to break free.

Achen......

She held his hand through the isolation gown. Cheng Anya looked at the sleeping Mr. Ye, feeling a dull pain in her heart. She wanted to cry, but couldn't. She couldn't cry, he would definitely get better. .

Evil will be rewarded with evil, and good will be rewarded with good. The person who deserves retribution is Louis, not Ye Chen, who has been tortured and had a rough life.

Achen, don't be afraid, I will be with you, always with you.

Even if you go to hell, I will be with you and never let you be alone.

Cheng Anya remembered that she had sworn before, and from now on, she would be Ye Chen's patron saint. However, she did not fulfill her promise, and instead, he almost died because of her. What kind of patron saint was she?

Disaster is pretty much the same.

Cheng Anya was a little annoyed, holding Sanshao Ye's hand tightly, biting her lip to hold back the tears that were about to flow out, and just stayed with him quietly.

Young Master Ye was sleeping deeply, his pale face looked very peaceful, his breathing was very weak, his heartbeat was very light, his hands were a little warm, and Cheng Anya felt much more at ease.

Still alive, that's good.

As long as he lives for a second, she will stay with him for a second. If he lives for a whole day, she will stay with him for a whole day.

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Second update, 6:30, please give me a gold medal.