Chapter 185: Your Majesty still holds a grudge?
When He Xile arrived at the lab, many people had already heard about the deer. While everyone was asking about his well-being, He Xile approached Teacher Sang Qian and said, "Teacher, I have something to discuss with you."
Sang Qian was stunned: "Okay."
The two walked to a corner.
He Xile glanced around and found that no one was paying much attention to their conversation. He relaxed a little and asked, "I heard you say before that there has been some significant progress in the recent experiment?"
Sang Qian smiled bitterly: "There has been some progress, but it's not significant..."
He Xile observed Teacher Sang Qian's expression, noticing the obvious dark circles under his eyes and the red bloodshot in the whites of his eyes. He pursed his lips. Clearly, Teacher Sang hadn't been getting enough rest recently.
Even the tree above the other person's head looked wilted.
He Xile asked, "What difficulties have you encountered?"
Sang Qian nodded in agreement, "Yes, but it's normal to have difficulties."
He recalled the various bottlenecks he encountered during his research over the past few decades, sometimes even wanting to give up, but ultimately persevering. He couldn't help but smile, "Haixina, having you here is a blessing in disguise for both the patients and us. Thanks to you, the experimental schedule has been shortened by at least a hundred years, and we're incredibly happy."
His tone was full of emotion.
——The presence of Mr. He Xile has given the patients and scholars present the most precious thing, that is, "time".
He Xile scratched his head: "It's not that exaggerated."
"Yes, your contribution is even greater than what I said." Sang Qian's eyes were gentle.
He turned to look at the crowd of people chatting and laughing, a smile on his face. The patients who were able to participate in this experiment were already in very poor mental states. Many, like Xiaolu, were even relying on He Xile's previous live broadcasts to stay alive. If it weren't for Mr. He Xile, they would have probably died long ago...
Sang Qian didn't want to dwell on those sad scenes. "By the way, you said you had something to discuss with me. What was it?"
He Xile said bluntly: "I want to donate blood."
Sang Qian was stunned.
His pupils contracted slightly as he stared at He Xile without saying a word for a long time. His expression was also in a trance. After a while, Sang Qian finally came back to his senses. His lips trembled slightly as he asked anxiously, "Is it, is it what I thought it meant..."
He Xile's eyes curved: "Is that so."
With his shoulders held down, He Xile looked up again and found Teacher Sang Qian in front of him, tears streaming down his face. "Sir He Xile, we will always remember the contributions you have made to Hai Xinna!"
"I really... don't know what to say." Sang Qian took a deep breath and wiped his tears. All sorts of images flashed through his mind. Finally, he asked, "By the way, does His Majesty agree to this as well?"
He Xile shook his head: "I haven't told him yet."
Sang Qian paused, then smiled and said, "Why don't you discuss this with His Majesty again?"
"No need." He Xile shook his head.
He said, "Donating blood is my own decision, but I also have some requirements. The amount of blood I donate cannot be too much. I can donate twice a year, 300ml each time. I can also provide you with some fallen hair, but I don't know if it will be of any use..."
He Xile told Teacher Sang Qian everything he had thought of earlier.
"As for His Majesty, he will appear when I suffer a loss." He Xile reminded.
Sang Qian knew what He Xile meant and immediately assured him, "Don't worry, even if you don't mention it, we will never hurt you. Everything you mentioned before is written into the contract. We will strictly abide by it and will not let you down!"
He Xile nodded: "So do you want to prepare, or should you draw your share for the second half of this year now?"
Sang Qian: “…”
Is it so random???
This is—this is the coveted blood of the only human in the entire empire!!
Oh my god.
This surprise is really huge.
Sang Qian was a little incoherent.
Finally, he decided to prepare in advance with other teachers and draw He Xile's blood later.
At the same time, he also had a lot of questions to ask He Xile: "Sir, the experiment is going well, why did you suddenly want to donate blood? You know, this is not your obligation. Could it be..."
He raised his eyes, looked at the deer not far away, and frowned slightly.
Fearing He Xile might misunderstand, Sang Qian explained, "Did you misunderstand? I brought him to you because his mental condition had suddenly deteriorated. I was worried he couldn't hold on, so I wanted him to have more contact with you. I had no other motive. Would you like to discuss this with His Majesty again? If you regret this, I understand."
Sang Qian thought that since not many people knew about it now, even if Lord He Xile regretted it, it would not cause much impact.
He Xile smiled and said, "Then I'll tell His Majesty first."
"Okay." Sang Qian nodded.
He stood aside and paced in a small area.
Although Lord He Xile is a free man and has the right to make his own decisions, Wen Ji and Your Majesty are He Xile's guardians after all. Of course, such a big matter must be consulted with the guardian.
But if it were His Majesty, he probably wouldn't agree...
Sang Qian closed his eyes.
To be honest, with such a good opportunity right in front of us, especially since it was Lord He Xile who first proposed it, Mr. Sang should have agreed immediately and made a decision quickly to prevent Lord He Xile from changing his mind.
But his conscience simply wouldn't allow him to do such a thing.
——Every time they saw Mr. He Xile unconditionally cooperating with their experiments without asking for anything, several teachers felt guilty.
This wonderful Lord He Xile was like a legendary angel. When the teachers chatted privately, they all vowed to protect Lord He Xile with all their heart.
So no matter what the next answer is, Sang Qian will not regret his decision.
They have already asked for so much, do they still need to ask for more?
Just as he was thinking about it, He Xile's voice rang out: "Okay, I've already told His Majesty."
Sang Qian: “?”
ah?
So fast?
Sang Qian subconsciously patted his chest. With a touch of the trepidation he felt as a child checking his grades after an exam, he asked, "What did His Majesty say?"
"What do you mean?" He Xile blinked, "I just informed him."
Sang Qian: “!!!”
Teacher Sang Qian was stunned.
The tree above his head shook and two leaves fell from it.
He Xile was stunned and a little nervous: "Teacher! Your hair suddenly fell off!"
Teacher Sang Qian didn't have much hair on his head. When he first met He Xile, his hair was green for a while because he was happy. However, the good times didn't last long. Now his hair is not only dry and yellow, but also showing signs of going bald!
miserable!
"It's okay, it's okay."
Sang Qian raised his hand and rubbed the tree above his head, accidentally plucking another leaf. He stared at the leaf in his hand, his face slightly red, and immediately threw the leaf aside, "Ahem, I'm just, I'm just a little too excited..."
He Xile laughed: "Teacher, you should pay more attention to your health."
"I know, I know, for sure."
Sang Qian smiled embarrassedly.
Come to think of it, he has indeed been neglecting his health recently because of his experiments.
Look, the leaves above his head are almost all gone, which scared Lord He Xile.
It's totally inappropriate.
"Mr. He Xile, Teacher Sang, it's getting late, it's time to start the experiment." At this time, someone came over to remind.
"Okay, okay." Sang Qian responded happily.
Seeing this, the other teachers looked at him curiously: "Hey, Mr. Sang is in a good mood today? Finally, you don't look so sad anymore."
"Did something happy happen?"
"Hahaha, it's good news." Elder Sang said, but waved his hand, not intending to say more. He planned to wait until the experiment was over and find a time to talk with His Majesty. Once His Majesty confirmed it, he would tell everyone else this great news.
It will surely shock everyone’s jaws!
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Before the experiment was over, He Xile heard a commotion at the door.
He raised his eyes and saw Wen Ji and His Majesty leaning casually against the door frame not far away.
Today Wen Ji Yu was not wearing a cloak, but casual clothes. He crossed his arms, and when he looked at He Xile, he raised his eyebrows and raised the terminal on his arm.
He Xile suddenly felt guilty.
As soon as the experiment was over, He Xile hurriedly said goodbye to everyone and came to Wen Jiyu.
He raised his head and took Wen Jiyu's hand: "Your Majesty..."
Wen Jiyu snorted softly and tapped He Xile's forehead with his finger, neither lightly nor firmly: "So this is what you said to me in the restaurant?"
He Xile smiled foolishly and said "hehe".
He whispered, "I just don't want to regret it until it's too late."
He Xile was indeed touched by Xiaolu's incident.
Putting himself in their shoes, he really doesn't want to see more families broken apart.
He Xile had a hunch that if he told His Majesty first, His Majesty might not agree with his idea, so he did something like killing first and reporting later...
"Maybe I look a little silly, or maybe it's because my belated rebellious phase has arrived, so I didn't tell you in advance. I'm sorry... But I don't necessarily lose this bet, right?"
He Xile said, "I have confidence in Hai Xinna, and I also have confidence in Your Majesty!"
Wen Jiyu didn't say anything, just stared at He Xile.
After a while, he hummed, and said lightly: "I won't let you down."
He Xile immediately stood on tiptoe: "Kiss——"
Wen Jiyou was about to lower his head for a kiss when he remembered something and quickly raised his eyes.
Everyone in the laboratory did not leave and could not help but stare at the two of them. Suddenly, they were met with His Majesty's death gaze. It was as if everyone had turned off the pause button. They all found things to do, pretending to be very busy, and their eyes finally stopped looking at the door.
Wen Jiyu was quite satisfied with this.
Only then did he lower his head and gave He Xile a light kiss.
"Leave."
The two of them walked towards the restaurant together, and not far behind them was a Fawn brand light bulb.
Wen Jiyu tutted in displeasure, thinking casually, "Well, I'll throw these people out as soon as they're cured." He pinched the soft human's fingers and said, "Today I saw you pet the otter three times, hug that stupid lion, touch the giraffe's neck twice, and smile three times at that stupid yellow dog that attacked you earlier...and that's just what I saw. Humph, just wait and see how I deal with you when I get back."
He Xile: “???”
There is no need to see it so clearly and remember it firmly in your mind, right?
Your Majesty, are you still holding a grudge?
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