Su Yao'er reaches out and puts his hand on Ling Yichen's white and small palm. At that moment, Su Yao'er looks at Ling Yichen from her angle, and suddenly feels that something is changing quietly.
Even if she knows that she is different from Ling Yichen, who is a great young master, she should make great efforts to make herself better and get closer to him as much as possible.
Soon, on the 15th, Ji Qianchen was worried about Ling Yichen's aggravation, so he asked Annie in advance about the research and development progress of the virus antidote.
Annie ran out of the research room, wearing a black framed glasses and a medicine in her hand.
"Here, this is my research result of one month, which is composed of more than 180 kinds of virus antibodies. But I can't make sure whether it can be completely successful. The success rate is 60%".
"why not 100%?"
Ji Qianchen was a little shaky and didn't dare to take the medicine.
"No doctor says that he can cure a person 100% when he treats his patients. Besides, the virus has multiple mutations and many uncontrollable factors."
"What if I don't use this medicine?"
"If not, you can also see that your son may have a fever and fall into a severe coma. The virus will erode the brain nerves. Later, he may become a fool from a genius."
Fool
Hearing the word, Ji Qianchen's whole body bristled.
"What will happen if the medicine fails?"
"Failure to succeed will directly lead to virus mutation and aggravation. Anything is risky. Investment is risky, not to mention saving people."
Annie told Ji Qianchen all the advantages and disadvantages.
Ji Qianchen shook his head. "I don't think I can decide this yet. I'll discuss it with my husband later."
"Go! I'll do with you if you don't need it. Anyway, according to my ability, it's my maximum limit to develop this antidote. I'm not a God and can't do it 100%. If you don't trust me, I won't get any reward from lingxiaohan. Only if I succeed, I will take what I want. "
Ji Qianchen praised Annie's frankness. "OK, thank you."
"Don't be so polite to me. I think it's cold. I'll take him away."
"You can't take mine. I have absolute confidence."
Ji Qianchen proudly left a word and went upstairs to find Ling Xiaohan in his study.
Annie stood in place and shrugged. "Ah, it's a pity that I didn't know Ling Xiaohan earlier, or he might be really mine. This kind of man is gone."
Ji Qianchen went upstairs and knocked on the door of the study.
"Come in."
Ling Xiao said in a low voice.
Ji Qianchen pushes the door.
"Husband, I want to discuss something with you."
Ji Qianchen told Ling Xiaohan everything Annie said.
Ling Xiaohan leans on the chair and pinches his chin with his fingers. "She can't even achieve 90% success rate. What kind of virus research wizard is she?"
"What now? It's 15 again tomorrow. Do you want to use her medicine? "
"Let's leave the decision to our son. I believe he has his own decision."
"You let a four-year-old decide that?" Ji Qianchen didn't understand Ling Xiaohan's behavior.
"Shall we decide for him?"
"Well, I'll bring my son here."
Ji Qianchen takes Ling Yichen into his study and tells him the seriousness of the matter.
After hearing this, Ling Yichen didn't seem to think it was serious.
"Good! Then use that medicine! I'm ok. I'm sure Yichen's luck won't be too bad! "
Ji Qianchen reaches out and touches Ling Yichen's head.
"Son, you are brave, but do you really want to know? If it doesn't work... "
"Mommy, it's OK. Mommy, don't worry!" Ling Yichen hugs Ji Qianchen.
Ling Xiaohan stands up, walks to his son, squats down, and holds his shoulder in both hands. "It's really my son."
"Daddy, I'll be better. I'll protect mommy in the future."
It's early in the morning on the 15th.
Annie enters Ling Yichen's room and begins to give Ling Yichen medicine under the supervision of Ling Xiaohan and Ji Qianchen.
When the liquid medicine was injected into Ling Yichen's body, the painful expression on Ling Yichen's face began to fade away slowly. He seemed to become less painful, and the growth rate of rash became slower and slower.
Ji Qianchen saw that his son was better, and he was very happy. He held out his hand to Ling Xiaohan. "It's great, it's better. His son is better."
Ling Xiaohan patted Ji Qianchen on the shoulder, "don't be nervous, everything will be OK."
Annie sat on the edge of the bed and waited for ten minutes. Seeing that there was no other situation, Ling Yichen slept comfortably without any sign of pain. "It seems that this potion has worked. Don't worry. He will be all right in the morning tomorrow. I'll go to sleep. Good night."Annie yawned, then got up and walked to the door of the room, swaggered out.
Ji Qianchen keeps by the bed and probes Ling Yichen's temperature with his hand.
It's just right that it's not cold or hot. It's a relief.
"Take good care of the young master." Ling Xiaohan sent several servants to look after Ling Yichen all night.
Seeing Ji Qianchen's busy life, he drags her back to her room to sleep first.
It's about four or five in the morning. It's not light yet.
The whole villa seems to have caused great turbulence.
"Bang bang bang......"
The servant kept patting the master bedroom where Ling Xiaohan and Ji Qianchen slept.
"Young master and young lady, things are not good."
Lingxiao was awakened almost at the same time.
Open the quilt, turn over and get out of bed, open the door.
The servant stood in a panic at the door and reported: "young master, young lady, young master, he..."
"What happened to him?"
Ji Qianchen grabbed the servant's collar and asked.
"The young master is spitting blood and shivering. It's terrible."
"What?" Ji Qianchen hears this sad news like being struck by thunder and rushes to Ling Yichen's room at full speed.
"Damn it." Ling Xiao's cold dark spell said, "did Anne call it over?"
"I've saved the young master in the room."
Ling Xiaohan follows Ji Qianchen into the room.
Annie is sitting at the edge of the bed to check Ling Yichen carefully.
"How could this happen? How could that be? "
Annie's mouth kept saying that she was using a stethoscope to measure Ling Yichen's pulse. Ling Yichen seemed to be stimulated by something, shaking and twitching in the bed.
He was pale and unconscious.
Ji Qianchen's tears fell.
If something happened to Ling Yichen, she would definitely kill them.
Annie took out the syringe and gave Ling Yichen another antibiotic and a sedative.
But Ling Yichen's symptoms have not been relieved.
Annie had to draw blood again to test the blood virus in Ling Yichen's body.
Just after the syringe was taken out, Ling Xiaohan came to Annie and held her neck in one hand.
"Are you the spy sent by Mu Ting who wants to kill my son?"