Chapter 722

Xia Beiqing's indifferent face was not touched at all. He blinked his eyes and wrote on the paper with a pen.

——You said he Jiayi had a way to treat my leg and throat, but in fact, he used your blood to study it, right? You said last month that you were going to take care of a friend who had a car accident. In fact, you had a bone marrow extraction operation, right?!

After reading the words on the paper, Shen Zhiyu's heart beat suddenly and said in disbelief: "incline north, how do you... How do you know these?"

Xia Beiqing did not answer and continued to write on the paper.

——Don't go on.

His attitude between the lines is determined.

"No!" But Shen Zhiyu's answer was also firm. He stroked Xia Beiqing's head and said with a smile: "blood research has made progress. Maybe we can really develop a drug that can treat you. Let's wait patiently, OK? North, trust me. "

Xia Beiqing shakes his head and suddenly pushes Shen Zhiyu away. He bends down to pick up the pieces of soup bowl on the ground and sticks the sharp cut on his neck.

Surprised, Shen Zhiyu reaches out his hand to snatch the pieces.

Xia Beiqing pastes the fragments more tightly. The fragments accidentally cut the skin, and the blood has seeped out of the wound.

Seeing this, Shen Zhiyu's action was stiff, and he did not dare to act rashly, for fear that Xia Beiqing would make more extreme excitement. 

He nervously stares at Xia Beiqing's neck, which is covered by the fragments, and softly comforts him: "Beiqing, let's have a good chat. You put down the fragments first, and don't hurt yourself."

Xia Beiqing holds the pieces in one hand, picks up the mobile phone next to him, turns to he Jiayi's number, and then hands it to Shen Zhiyu, urging him with his eyes.

Shen Zhiyu understood the meaning of Xia Beiqing. He lowered his eyebrows and shook his head: "Beiqing, maybe we can really succeed if we wait a little longer. Why give up at this time? Don't you want to cure your legs and throat?"

Xia Beiqing saw that Shen Zhiyu was not willing to compromise, so he took the pieces and cut a small hole in his neck. In an instant, the blood became more turbulent and flowed down his neck.

Shen's encounter was frightened. He was afraid that Xia Beiqing would continue to cut, so he quickly made a voice to stop: "OK! Good! I promise you, I promise you anything, don't hurt yourself, I beg you

Shen Zhiyu picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number of he Jiayi. Soon, the phone was connected and the voice of he Jiayi came from that end.

"Summer to the north? Why did you call me all of a sudden? "

Shen Zhiyu looks up at Xia Beiqing. In Xia Beiqing's threatening eyes, even if he doesn't want to, he has to speak.

"I am Shen Zhiyu..."

He Jiayi was a little surprised? How do you... "

"Stop it." Shen Zhiyu slowly closed his eyes and squeezed out this sentence from his throat: "I don't need to continue to study my blood any more..."

Just this sentence, as if consumed all the strength of Shen Zhiyu, his hand dropped down, mobile phone clang fell to the ground.

"Is that all right?" Shen Zhiyu opened his eyes. For a moment, his tears burst out of his eyes like breaking a dike. They ran down his pale cheek. He looked at Xia Beiqing with desperate and sad eyes: "now, can you put down the fragments?"

Xia Beiqing slowly released his hand, and the pieces fell from his palm.