Tan Zhengchu realized that his current physical strength was completely supported by drugs, and the side effects of the drugs were gradually emerging.
He took a deep breath and made a decision in his heart: "I have to go find Lin Quan later. The effect of the medicine may have worn off, so I have to adjust it."
The car slowly drove into the old house of the Tan family. The old house seemed particularly quiet in the rain.
Tan Zhengchu patted Su Yingxue's shoulder gently and said softly, "We're home. I'll take you back to your room."
Su Yingxue nodded and let Tan Zhengchu help her into the room.
Her body felt a little tired, but her heart felt warm because of Tan Zhengchu's care.
Tan Zhengchu watched her lie down, carefully covered her with a blanket, and whispered, "Have a good rest and don't think too much. I'll take care of everything."
Su Yingxue closed her eyes and responded softly: "Well, you should also go to bed early."
Tan Zhengchu stood by the bed, looking at her quietly until her breathing became steady, then he turned and left.
His footsteps were very light, as if he was afraid of waking her.
After walking out of the room, his face gradually darkened.
He took out his cell phone and dialed Lin Quan's number. His voice was low and urgent: "Lin Quan, I need to see you. The effect of the medicine may have worn off. There is something wrong with my body."
Lin Quan's calm voice came from the other end of the phone: "I understand. I'll arrange it right away."
Tan Zhengchu gently closed Su Yingxue's door, turned and walked to the end of the corridor.
His steps were steady, but there was a hint of fatigue between his brows.
The third brother had already been waiting at the door, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and said respectfully: "Mr. Tan, there is a strange number calling multiple times, do you want to check it out?"
Tan Zhengchu took the phone, glanced at the missed calls on the screen, his eyes slightly cold.
He didn't call back, but put the phone back in his pocket and said calmly, "Don't worry about it, go to the lab first."
The third brother nodded, quickly followed Tan Zhengchu's steps, and whispered: "The car is ready, and Dr. Lin's laboratory has also been notified."
The night is dark and the air after the rain is a little chilly.
The third brother opened the car door for Tan Zhengchu and whispered, "Mr. Tan, please."
Tan Zhengchu sat in the car, closed his eyes slightly, supported his forehead with one hand, and looked a little tired.
The third brother closed the car door and whispered to the driver, "Go to Dr. Lin's laboratory."
The car started slowly and drove into the night.
Tan Zhengchu leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest, but Su Yingxue's face and the call from the unfamiliar number kept appearing in his mind.
His brows furrowed slightly, and he felt vaguely uneasy.
Suddenly, the ringing of a cell phone broke the silence in the car.
Tan Zhengchu opened his eyes, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.
He picked up the phone and the strange number appeared on the screen.
He pressed the answer button and said in a cold voice: "Who is this?"
A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of smile and mystery: "Mr. Tan, I've heard of you for a long time. I have the antidote you need. I wonder if you are interested in negotiating a deal?"
Tan Zhengchu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his tone was cold: "I don't know you, and I don't believe you."
The woman chuckled, her voice carrying a hint of seduction: "Mr. Tan, why are you so alert? You know your physical condition best. Without my antidote, you won't last long."
Tan Zhengchu clenched his fists slightly, and his voice was filled with suppressed anger: "Don't worry about my business."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and blacklisted the number.
His eyes were stern, and he whispered to himself: "It seems that someone is targeting me."
In a dim room, the woman looked at the hung up phone, a hint of anger flashing in her eyes.
She threw the phone to the ground fiercely, her voice filled with suppressed anger: "Tan Zhengchu, how dare you hang up on me!"
The servant at the side stepped forward cautiously and whispered, "Miss, Tan Zhengchu is very wary, it is difficult for us to approach him."
The woman sneered, raised her hand and stroked the butterfly mask on her face, her voice filled with reluctance: "How long does he think he can last? Without my antidote, he will come to me for help sooner or later."
A hint of disappointment flashed across her eyes, but was quickly replaced by a determined light.
She murmured in a low voice: "Since he refuses to cooperate, don't blame me for using other means."
The servant asked worriedly, "Miss, what are you going to do?"
The woman raised her lips, her voice a little cold: "Lin Quan's experiment must fail. Only in this way will Tan Zhengchu understand that no one can save him except me."
Her gaze passed through the mask, as if piercing through the night, pointing directly in the direction of Tan Zhengchu.
"Tan Zhengchu, you can't escape."
After Tan Zhengchu hung up the phone, he threw the phone aside, closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat.
His brows furrowed slightly, obviously unhappy with the phone call just now.
There was silence in the car, with only the low roar of the engine echoing in my ears.
Not long after, the car slowly stopped.
The third brother reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Tan, we're here."
Tan Zhengchu opened his eyes and glanced out the window with a cold gaze.
Lin Quan's laboratory stands in the night, with lights shining through the windows, making it look particularly deserted.
He opened the car door and walked towards the laboratory door.
The third brother followed behind him and whispered, "Doctor Lin is still busy inside and didn't come out to greet you. Wei Hao is also here, do you want to go see him first?"
Tan Zhengchu paused for a moment, a sneer on his face: "Alright, it's a good opportunity to see what he looks like now."
The door of the laboratory was pushed open. Lao Wu was sitting nearby. When he saw Tan Zhengchu coming in, he immediately stood up and greeted him respectfully, "Mr. Tan."
Tan Zhengchu nodded, his eyes falling directly on the bed in the middle of the room.
Wei Hao was handcuffed to the bed. He was thin, had a beard around his mouth, and looked exhausted.
Tan Zhengchu walked slowly closer, looked down at him, and said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice: "Wei Hao, how do you feel now?"
Wei Hao heard the voice and slowly opened his eyes.
The moment he saw Tan Zhengchu, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
He pulled the corners of his mouth, his voice hoarse but provocative: "Tan Zhengchu, are you here to laugh at me? Or do you want to die with me?"
Tan Zhengchu sneered, his tone cold: "You think too much. If you die, I may still be alive."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave. The smile in his eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by a hint of disgust.
After leaving the room, the third brother asked in a low voice: "Mr. Tan, how do we deal with Wei Hao?"
Tan Zhengchu's eyes darkened, and his voice was a little cold: "Keep it for now, he still has some use."
There was a hint of impatience in his tone, and it was obvious that his disgust for Wei Hao had reached its peak.
But he knew very well that Wei Hao could not die now.
At least before finding the antidote, he still needs to dig out more information from Wei Hao.
The third brother nodded and said nothing more.
Tan Zhengchu cast his gaze into the depths of the laboratory again, and murmured in a low voice: "Lin Quan, I hope you won't let me down."
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