Chapter 1038

"I'm sure you can kill me with your ability to bully Xiaohan, but I'm sure you won't shoot."

"Why are you so sure? My wife and children are behind me. I have no scruples now. It's easy to kill you. " Ling Xiaohan doesn't know where Mu Ting comes from. He's confident that he won't shoot.

Maybe he conceals something. He feels something is wrong.

"So you're shooting? But why didn't you shoot? I'm afraid I'll be sorry if I shoot you. " Mu Ting's lips open a faint smile.

This kind of smile is gloomy and terrifying, which can't be touched in the end.

Ling Xiao cold pursed his lips, looked back at Ling Yichen, and saw that he was still lying in Ji Qianchen's arms.

Is that strange? What's wrong?

"Ling Xiaohan, do you still have a chance? I repeat, let Qianchen come to me, everything will be OK, but if Qianchen doesn't come, even if this transaction fails, you will regret it. "

Mu Ting is full of confidence.

Ji Qianchen frowned and looked at Mu ting. "Mu Ting, what have you done?"

"I didn't do anything. I just planted a virus on your son. It won't harm his life, but on the 15th of every month, there will be a lot of red rashes, itching, fever, and pain. If he can survive, I have nothing to say, but if he can't survive, it will be dangerous."

"Mu Ting, you bastard, why do you do this to my son?" Ji Qianchen hates to rush to the past and immediately tears Mu Ting apart.

Break him up and tear him to pieces.

Why does he always destroy the happiness of their family in this way.

Again and again, exhausted all her good feelings for him.

"I will do this to him, all because of you, I want to get you." Mu Ting's eyes are sharp to Ji Qianchen.

He was distressed to see her so anxious and flustered.

"Enough, you must have an antidote. Give me the antidote."

Ji Qianchen rushed to Mu ting with his child in his arms.

Ling Yichen can't understand their conversation, but he can vaguely feel what bad uncle has done to him.

"Unless you go with me, he will be safe and sound. If you want to kill me, do it now, please." Mu Ting looks up, fearless.

"Mu Ting, you really think I dare not kill you. If I kill you, I will find a way to cure my son. I can't hold you anymore." Ling Xiaohan angrily swings his pistol at Mu ting and prepares to shoot.

Even if the gun goes down, what if he dies.

In the eyes of Ling Xiaohan, the existence of Mu Ting has long been out of tolerance.

Mu Ting didn't avoid. He sat in a wheelchair and watched Ling Xiaohan calmly.

"No, no, Ling Xiaohan, don't be impulsive. In case of any accident to his son." Ji Qianchen stands in the rational angle and reaches out his hand to stop Ling Xiaohan.

"Don't stop me." Lingxiao cold out of control, out of control, a pair of eyes full of anger and blood.

"I have to stop you for my son."

"Then are you going to go with him?" Lingxiao asked coldly.

"I didn't say I was going to go with him. Let's take my son back and try to find a way, shall we? Maybe we can find a way to cure our son. Isn't he out of the question? " Ji Qianchen holds Ling Xiaohan's arm and tries to persuade him.

Don't kill Mu ting. It's to leave another way behind. If they can't cure Ling Yichen, it's not too late to find Mu ting.

"You can't find a way. If you want to find it, I'll follow you. This deal will always work. Qianchen, when will you come to me and when will I save your son? That's the deal. Arsene, let's go."

After Mu Ting finished, the special assistant behind him pushed his wheelchair around Ling Xiaohan.

Rob a Zhe and others clenched their fists, and really wanted to help them solve the hateful Mu ting. Unfortunately, they couldn't do anything but watch Mu Ting leave.

Ling Yichen clasps Ji Qianchen's neck and holds him in Ji Qianchen's arms. "Mommy, is Yi Chen ill? And it's serious? "

"No, son, you are very good and healthy. It's OK. Let's go. Mommy will take you to eat delicious food." Ji Qianchen takes his son to the exit of the amusement park.

Ling Xiaohan stands behind him, especially quiet.

He hated that he could do nothing but let Mu Ting go.

"Rob, come to all the doctors who study biological viruses. I need someone who can find out the pathogens in yechen's body and cure him."

"OK, young master, I'll send someone to look for it."

Return to Lingjia villa.

Ji Qianchen made a delicious table in the kitchen.

"Come on, son, eat more. I haven't eaten anything at home these days. Do you really want to eat it?"

"Mommy, why are you doing this to me? I'm not used to it." Ling Yichen looks at his bowl full of food and laughs at Ji Qianchen.Voice just fell, the side has been silent Ling Xiao cold also kept to Ling Yi Chen bowl dish.

This is something Ling Yichen never enjoyed before.

"Dad, do you have a fever today?"

Ling Yichen asked.

Ling Xiaohan was not angry. He put all the good dishes in his bowl. "Hurry to eat, eat more, and don't pull a few thin ones. I don't think we have any food for you."

"I'm going to be overweight. If I eat fat again, I won't be handsome."

"Why are you so handsome? It's better to be fat." Ji Qianchen uses chopsticks to clip a piece of meat into Ling Yichen's mouth.

After eating, a doctor arrived at Lingjia villa.

Seeing so many doctors carrying medicine boxes, Ling Yichen was afraid.

Nest in Ji Qianchen's arms, "Mommy, I'm afraid of injection. I'm not sick. I'm not upset at all."

"It's not an injection. It's just a test for you. Yichen is good. Stay in Mommy's arms. I'll draw blood for you later. It's OK after I draw blood."

"Do you want to smoke a lot?"

"No, half the blood. Don't worry."

Ji Qianchen holds Ling Yichen and draws blood. All doctors check Ling Yichen's blood samples at the same time.

In the end, the results of the examination are really not optimistic.

Ling Yichen's blood has a kind of cell tissue different from that of normal people and is constantly dividing and spreading. Although it is not critical to the body for the time being, this virus cell should be the kind of virus Mu Ting said.

Doctors can't find a way to get rid of these cells. They can only use antibiotics temporarily to try to kill some cells.

Ling Yichen was very cheerful. He didn't feel depressed because he might know that he was ill. After taking blood, he ran to the yard to play with rob.

Ji Qianchen and Ling Xiaohan sit in the living room and look at the lively son in the yard.

"When did my son learn to play basketball? You taught it in private? " Ji Qianchen asks Ling Xiaohan.

"I didn't teach it." Ling Xiaohan shakes his head.