Mo Xingnian pulled her onto the bed, and before she could recover, Qing Tongyin pinned her down on the bed, unable to move. But judging from the look of him, was he angry?
Qing Tongyin couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Mo Xingnian frowned. "What are you laughing at? You were grinning foolishly at the dinner table, and now you're grinning foolishly in bed!"
"Are you jealous?" Qing Tongyin smiled and asked.
Mo Xingnian didn't say anything, but a smile appeared at the corner of his lips, or to be more precise, a smirk!
With Qing Tongyin's half-hearted consent, she had just kissed him from lips to neck. While she was still thinking about the next move, she saw the man lying on the bed began to tremble unconsciously.
Oh no!
Mo Xingnian quickly stood up, looked at the man who was beginning to sweat, and shouted, "Dai Liming! Get over here!"
The person downstairs went upstairs dissatisfied, saying angrily as he walked, "Can you please speak properly and let me get out of here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Qing Tongyin lying on the bed twitching, and any other expression on Dai Liming's face turned into surprise and solemnity.
Is this the symptom of Death Heart?
It was the first time he saw the effects of this medicine. He knew about it because his teacher mentioned it casually when he was in the United States. When he really saw it, he was a little scared.
"Why are you standing there like an idiot? Think of a solution quickly!" Mo Xingnian shouted at him angrily.
"What can I do! There is no antidote!" Dai Liming's voice was unconsciously a little loud. As a doctor, he has always been serious and responsible. No matter rich or poor, he will not treat people differently because of their status, and he will not stand idly by and watch people suffering from illness!
He is famous not only for his medical skills but also for his kindness!
But now seeing this situation, he really didn't know what to do!
Qing Tongyin on the bed kept screaming in pain, sometimes rolling around with his head covered, sometimes tearing the sheets, and sometimes scratching his skin fiercely.
Mo Xingnian stepped forward to restrain him, saying distressedly, "It's okay, I'm here... Stop grabbing me!"
There was helplessness and pleading in his voice.
Looking at his appearance, not to mention Mo Xingnian, even Dai Liming felt a little distressed.
"By the way! Where is the medicine you gave me? Let him calm down first!" Dai Liming suddenly thought of it.
"You're crazy. The drug will become more and more addictive. If the disease recurs in the future, the symptoms will be more severe!" He focused on answering Dai Liming, and the hand holding Qing Tongyin unconsciously weakened its strength. Qing Tongyin suddenly rushed to Mo Xingnian and bit the wound that had not yet healed.
Dai Liming was startled, and stepped forward and hit Qing Tongyin hard on the neck, and he fainted.
He helped Mo Xingnian up and looked at his wound. "I thought this wound was just your evil hobby, but I didn't expect it to be like this."
Mo Xingnian's eyes were always on the unconscious Qing Tongyin. He pushed Dai Liming away, treated Qing Tongyin properly, and left.
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"Will he remember what he did when he wakes up?"
“Sometimes I do and sometimes I don’t!”
Mo Xingnian's voice sounded tired.
Dai Liming frowned and lay back on the sofa, sighing deeply, "It's really unpleasant to stand by and watch... I should go back to the United States and ask my teacher!"
"Please!" Mo Xingnian's sudden words scared Dai Liming, and he started to act frivolously again.
"Oh my God, you actually asked me for help just for a man. I'm really not used to it..." Dai Liming said as he saw his wound was still bleeding. His pupils gathered and without saying a word, he took out the medicine box he brought with him and began to treat his wound, saying, "I'm telling you, the wound wasn't treated properly at the beginning, and it got deeper this time. I'm afraid there will be a scar!"
"It doesn't matter!"
Mo Xingnian showed a rare decadence.
Dai Liming didn't say anything and treated the wound carefully.
As expected of a medical student, the medicine box in his hand is different from the ones in ordinary homes. It contains all kinds of things.
After finishing the work, Mo Xingnian stood up and said, "I'm going to the United States next week! You and Jiuliang take care of him!"
"I'll go with you, and ask the teacher if there's a way to break this poison!"
Mo Xingnian didn't say anything.
In fact, both of them knew that this drug was like opium, so how could there be an antidote...
An abandoned factory in the United States.
A man in a black coat, covered in tattoos and holding a cigar in his hand, was sitting on the sofa, looking down at Misty lying on the ground.
"Wake him up!" the man said in a cold English voice.
Miwu, who was awakened by the splash of cold water, crawled up and looked into the eyes of the man in front of him who could burn everything. He felt fear from the bottom of his heart.
"I wanted you to create some chaos. You couldn't even do such a small thing and yet you made a big deal out of it. Tell me, when did you take my medicine?" Chamins looked at him with a pair of deep eyes.
"Before returning home..."
Misty spoke weakly, his eyes occasionally glancing at the group of tall men standing next to Chamins, each with a gun on his waist. He was afraid of these people because homosexuality was accepted abroad, and these people were even more terrifying than the man in front of him!
Chamins stood up and straightened his clothes. As if he could see his fear, he asked everyone around him to leave and took him to a room in the deepest part of the warehouse.
As soon as he entered the house, Chamins took off his clothes, while Misty was still looking at the decorations inside the house.
The room was completely different from the warehouse outside. He asked curiously, "Is this a new hiding place?"
As soon as he asked the question, he felt it was unnecessary. How could a gang that even the FBI couldn't deal with be forced to live in such an abandoned factory? This should be more like a house they built for another bad taste!
Chamins showed his muscular chest, looked at Misty with cold eyes, hooked his finger, and motioned him to come over.
Miwu had a bad feeling and hesitated to take a step. Chamins frowned slightly, walked up to him, grabbed his arm and threw him on the bed, leaned over, his eyes wandering around his neck.
Only then did a little light appear in his eyes, and he said in broken Chinese, "This house is prepared for you. Now that you are back, just stay here honestly!"
What?
Let him stay here?
He failed to complete the task and something went wrong. Shouldn't he torture himself to death in a very cruel way?
Just as he was thinking, his clothes were ripped off with a hiss, and the next second, Chamins was kissing Misty's chest madly. "I should have had someone capture you and keep you with me, so that you wouldn't fall in love with someone else after returning home once!"
!
Misty was stunned for a moment, then gave a bitter smile.
Nothing can be hidden from him!
I knew that even if he released me back to his country, he wouldn't let me go so easily!
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