Ever since the execution of Zhou Muqing and the other three five days ago, An Ran and Old Man Wei have been working day and night in the research institute, researching and making medicine.
Half a month passed in a flash. With the efforts of several research colleagues and Old Man Wei Anran, they finally produced the hemostatic drug that Anran often used.
For a moment, everyone involved in the research institute was so excited that tears welled up in their eyes! This was the first time they had researched a drug in just two weeks!
Looking at everyone's excited expressions, An Ran walked outside, rolled her eyes and breathed in the fresh air.
When Old Man Wei saw her go out, he followed her out. Standing beside her, he said, "Girl, can we talk?"
A sneer appeared on the corner of her lips. This old man Wei finally couldn't sit still anymore and came to find her. Calculating the time, not counting the medicine stolen from Yang Sheng's house, and only counting her own medicine, Wei Fengcong must have been poisoned. The medicine stolen from Yang Sheng would only take effect during the Dragon Boat Festival. But when Wei Fengcong was given the medicine, it was already past the Dragon Boat Festival. If the poison was to take effect, he would have to wait until next year's Dragon Boat Festival. She couldn't wait, so she gave him other medicine. With her own medicine, it would also have a chain reaction. The medicine stolen from Yang Sheng's house would also gradually show up.
Looking at Old Man Wei, he smiled and said, "Sure, where shall we go to talk?"
Old man Wei pointed to the pavilion in the southeast direction and said, "Let's go to that pavilion to chat." After that, he walked over first.
An Ran, still smiling, followed him, one in front and one behind, into the pavilion, where they sat opposite each other. Neither of them spoke, and they just stared at each other.
After a few minutes, Old Man Wei couldn't help but asked straight to the point: "Girl, it was you who poisoned Feng Cong, right?" The words he asked were not doubts, but confirmation.
An Ran asked back, "Old man, why didn't you say it was the one who poisoned you after climbing into your bed and abusing your son's wife? Also, if you think I did it, feel free to report me. But I have to remind you to produce evidence. Otherwise, you'll be framing me and will be bitten back."
How could someone as clever as Mr. Wei not understand the meaning behind her words! He didn't say he had no evidence; he just relied on his intuition to believe that An Ran had poisoned him. But even if he had evidence, he wouldn't dare report it. He could only keep it to himself. Because if he did, that family would be finished!
He sighed and pleaded, "Girl, he's done so many evil things. I'm very grateful that you can let him go. But you've already crippled his vitals and severed his tendons. Isn't this punishment enough? Why... why do you still want to hold him back? Regardless of whether you poisoned him or not, you have a way. Can you help him get rid of the poison?"
An Ran smiled and leaned forward, placing her arm on the stone table. Her voice was as cold as a thousand years of ice, and she exuded a murderous aura. She said, "On the battlefield, life and death are determined by fate. He stabbed me and nearly strangled me, so I crushed his sack. That's all perfectly normal. As for severing the tendons in his legs and hands, I'll bring them back to you."
Because I didn't trust you, I didn't kill him. If he ran away and something happened, would you be responsible? Finally, I was the one who poisoned him. I take responsibility for what I did. If you have the guts, go ahead and sue me. But you're dreaming if you want me to save him and detoxify him. I didn't kill him outright, which is already a big favor to you. Poisoning him is far better than all the evil things he did.
"Old man, I advise you not to be too greedy, and don't use moral blackmail on me. If I hadn't handed him over to you, your son would have been among those publicly tried and executed at the military gate. Forget saving him and detoxifying him, your current reputation and your other two sons wouldn't have been any better!"
Old Wei had also been to the battlefield, albeit only as a military doctor, but he had also killed enemies. He had seen all sorts of people, so logically, he wasn't afraid of An Ran. But looking at her, that smile that barely reached her eyes, and that murderous aura, for some reason, he felt a little afraid of her.
She said, "Girl, I'm not asking you to detoxify him, I'm just asking you not to let him suffer so much. Even if you want to take his life directly, it's better than what's happening now."
He smiled sarcastically and said, "Old man, don't forget that what he went through today is what others have gone through in the past, and some even lost their lives. They were able to endure it, so why can't your son, who is so delicate, endure it?"
"But then again, no one's life or death has anything to do with me. If it's just a fight between Chinese people, I can stay out of it. After all, any living creature will experience fighting and the survival of the fittest. This is the law of survival, and everyone must abide by it."
"But he shouldn't have betrayed his ancestors and fought with the enemy spies. Perhaps he didn't speak directly to them. But he participated in biological weapons experiments, captured his compatriots, and turned them into guinea pigs in the hands of the enemy spies. That's why he deserves death. That's why I had to get involved. Old man, don't forget this, and please keep it in mind."
"Because, no matter how many compatriots you save, you can't erase the fact that your son is a traitor and a traitor to his country. Therefore, he must endure his torture. I don't want him to die immediately. I want him to taste the pain and torture that those people he sent as guinea pigs to the enemy agents have endured. This is called karma."
Hearing this, he, who had just been sitting upright, instantly slumped. He knew that asking An Ran to detoxify his son was impossible. But what should he do? Was he just going to watch his son suffer from the poison?
His expression did not elicit any sympathy from An Ran. Instead, he rolled his eyes and said sinisterly, "Old man, you're a medical student too. Even if you can't cure his poison, you can at least help him escape it and stop being tortured by it, right?" Then, without looking at him again, he stood up and left.
He's so shameless! I've already saved his son's life, yet he still dares to ask me to detoxify him. Why? Because he's so arrogant, because he's so shameless? Doesn't being disabled mean he shouldn't be tortured? His son is loved by people, and those who are being used as guinea pigs are not made of stone.
Why were they being tortured? If it were just an adult, she wouldn't be so angry, so furious. But there were only children, children! They were injected with drugs and used for experiments. Not killing their entire family was already a kindness on her part, and they dared to beg her.
Since this old man is shameless, don't blame yourself. If she doesn't pull down his other two sons, she won't be named An.
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