Exquisite sports venues.

The tall man in a fencing suit confronted the man in front of him. The man in front of him was defeated by the flying sword.

Wishing silently, I looked at this scene, put on a protective mask in time, took the sword from ah Chen's hand and went straight.

On the track, the man's sinister eyes locked her eyes through the mask, "is it you?"

Make a wish and slowly grasp the handle of the sword, and the sharp blade meets the person in front of you.

"You can play if you want, but if you lose... You have to pay a price." His eyes swept around her, haunting her slender waist, and his eyes were deep.

She said, "try it first."

The simple action is direct. Neither side is in contact with this movement for the first time. Soon, you catch up with each other in full swing.

But her thoughts about wishing were a little distracted. Not long ago, she went to the island. Under various lobbying, Professor Fang finally admitted, "this disease is similar to altheim's disease, but because there is no precedent, it is difficult to treat or cure it. The drugs used now only play a role in depression and relief..."

When I closed my eyes and looked at Professor Fang again, my beautiful face was haggard, "how much is the possibility of cure?"

"Well... Recently, we are studying a new treatment scheme, mainly using stem cells, but we need to determine the type of toxin first, but the party Liao Dongxing is dead, so there is no proof of death. My technical team has been adding analysis, but there are nearly 1000 similar toxins, which takes time, and the development of the disease is racing against the clock..."

Wishing I remember listening to the recording. Besides Liao Dongxing, who was dead, there was Liao Jiangcheng, and they were father and son

Wishing to breathe heavily, "can his disease be cured as long as the toxin type is determined now?"

Professor Fang said, "as long as the type is determined and the medicine is applied to the case, the cure probability will be greatly improved, plus our team..."

Make a wish that you stumble at your feet. When you fall, the man's sword is close to her. The sharp blade cuts through the buttons of her skirt, and the jumping buttons fall to the ground with a clear voice.

"I admit defeat." She let go of her sword and took off her protective mask.

She was sweating on her forehead, her short hair fell with the mask, her cheeks were stuffy and reddish, her left zhanning, and her Adam's Apple moved up and down.

"I just said that there is a price for losing." He moved his sword, took off his mask and held out his hand to her.

Make a wish to take his hand. As soon as he got up, the man tightened his hand and drew her into his arms. His eyes were low and his voice was magnetic. "Should I admit defeat?"

"At what price?"

He looked at her deeply. "First, what can I do for you?"

She dropped her eyes and covered her eyes with long eyelashes. "If there's any empty words, I want to talk to you."

"About the company?" Zuo Zhanwei leaned over and breathed across her delicate face. His voice seemed to contain a thorn. "Why don't you find the president who proposed to you? Doesn't he always respond to your request?"

Wishing slightly tight, he avoided from his arms, "can you speak well?"

He frowned slightly and threw his sword to Rui Shen. When he turned around, he loosened the button of his clothes and looked at Rui Shen again. Rui Shen understood and went out of the venue first with Zhou tezhu.

Wishing also looked at ah Chen and motioned to him to go out first.

When there were only two of them left, Zuo Zhandao said, "what do you want to talk about?"

Wishing to sit in the rest chair on one side and hold her cheek with one hand. In fact, she wants to talk a lot. For example, why did he hide the truth of his illness from her? Is this the reason for breaking up? In order to save her, she has to bear so much alone. Is this due to the friendship of growing up together or

Too much. She wants to talk too much.

But he has forgotten.

She took a deep breath and held back her tight eyes. "Why are you so hostile to me?"

"Can't you even reflect on yourself?" Zuo Zhan took off his fencing suit, his dark short sleeves lined with a symmetrical figure, "what can you get from being with those no three no four men all day?"

"Can they help you guard the company? Oh." Zuo Zhan's ironic sneer.

Make a wish and frown, "that's what you think of me."

She was a little puzzled. Why Zuo Zhan was so persistent about these things, and when did she talk to men... Forget it, there was no need to argue with him. She said, "so, you have a prejudice against me and moved your anger to two companies, is that right?"

Zuo Zhan didn't like her tone. "Find out. Now you come to beg me. What attitude should I adopt? I need to teach you?"

She was silent.

It has deviated from the main idea of the conversation, and it is useless to talk any further. She frowned and stood up. "I just hope Xu Zuo can continue to compete fairly, cooperate equally and do not interfere with each other's friendly development as before, but it seems that you don't agree with this idea. That's OK. When I didn't mention it."

"Friendly?" Zuo Zhan repeated the word and walked slowly towards her. A pair of romantic peach blossom eyes were deep, "how can we be friendly?"

He held out his hand and gently stroked her delicate cheek with his thin cocoon finger. "Is it friendly to go to bed?"

Wishing fell in her eyes and took a step back to avoid him, but Zuo Zhan caught her action and stepped forward with her long legs, clasped her slender waist and raised her lips, "didn't you mention it? It's too late to repent."

What did she mention?

Now I admire his brain circuit a little. Everything will be misinterpreted by him. Is this the... Side effect after amnesia?

"I didn't mention anything, and..."

"Promise me two conditions. Zuo will not embarrass Xu in the future." He suddenly said.

Wishing hesitantly, he wanted to leave from his arms first, but he moved and couldn't earn it. Instead, he was more tightly hooped by the left. He looked at her, "clean yourself inside and outside first."

His low and cold pronunciation is almost word by word, and he deliberately accentuates the words "inside and outside".

Wishing to listen to the tingling eardrum and the strength of struggle increased. She brushed him away and tried to calm herself. She really didn't want to fight him again, but... Zuo Zhan has this ability. One word and one look can provoke her mood.

She looked at him again. "Zuo Zhan, do you want to have sex with me? Although you have other women and you are tired of me, you are still a little... Possessive, right?"

Zuo Zhan's eyes darkened.

A sense of suffocation poured in. He reached out and pinched his wishing chin. "Do you really think you are an immortal? What kind of woman do I want? Will I miss you?"

Wishing that the whole heart was suffering from colic and tried to endure it, she nodded, "I'll be relieved to have you. The business of the company is business, and I don't force it. Let it go."

"You don't want to force me. What are you doing here today?"

Zuo zhanyin's frightened and cold eyes and the anger at the bottom of her eyes were like a hand holding the throat of a wish, making her breathing difficult.

She admitted that when she learned the truth of his illness, and even now, when she faced him again, she couldn't stop feeling distressed. Zuo Zhan was like a piece of meat on the tip of her heart. Of course, she would feel distressed, but it doesn't mean that it will change anything. Especially now, he has fallen in love with others, and she doesn't want to disturb him any more.

Zuo Zhan's cell phone suddenly rang.

He went over and picked up the phone. "Hey, warm..."

When he looked to the side again, he only saw the back of the wish. At that moment, no matter what the warm, sweet and greasy words in the receiver were saying, he didn't feel it. His sight only followed her back and became deeper and deeper.

Wishing changed to a fencing suit. After getting on the bus, her messy thoughts were difficult to subside. However, a long time later, her mobile phone dialed a number.

In the busy beep, Professor Fang's words lingered in his ears again.

——General Zuo's condition has now reached the second stage. Once it enters the third and fourth stages, it is possible to be completely cured... I'm afraid there is no cure.

Wishing to answer the phone, "I agree to the engagement agreement, but I want to add one more condition."