"How long will I last?"

Zhan Muqing asked coldly.

"Two months."

According to the current rate of W.E infection, it may not be able to support two months at the latest, and it may not be able to support it for a month at the earliest.

After the doctor finished speaking, Zhan Muqing was silent.

The doctor then spoke: "Zhan Shao, don't worry, this side will speed up the development of the antidote." ”

"The injections will be delivered tomorrow."

After speaking, Zhan Muqing hung up the phone, leaned back against the seat and looked at the ceiling, breathing rapidly,

A month......

Zhan Muqing's hand tightened slightly, and his gaze was deep and unpredictable.

At this moment, a strong fishy smell suddenly came from my mouth.

Zhan Muqing touched his nose and bled again......

——

Recently, Zhan Muqing came back late, and Si Nian didn't have a chance to tell him about his pregnancy in person.

Si Nian couldn't wait and called him directly, but after the phone rang, he was hung up.

Si Nian was stunned in place, Zhan Muqing would never take the initiative to hang up her phone.

What exactly is he doing?

In the office, Zhan Muqing was lying on the table, and the surface of the table was already red with blood.

Zhan Muqing was holding a needle and injecting it into his arm, after the injection, his whole body convulsed, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and the whole person was in pain.

When Zhan Ye came in with coffee, he saw Zhan Muqing squatting in the corner, sweaty, and his hands clutching his hair in pain......

"Fighting ......"

Zhan Ye threw the coffee away, immediately rushed forward, glanced at the needle in the trash can next to him, and instantly understood something.

W.E has had another seizure and is now averaging one seizure a day!

That's why Zhan Shaocai went home so late every day to avoid Miss Si from finding out.

After a heart-rending pain passed, the pain slowly disappeared, and Zhan Muqing leaned back on the sofa, his face pale and ugly.

"Cell phone!"

Zhan Ye was speechless and handed the phone to Zhan Muqing.

Taking a deep breath, Zhan Muqing dialed Si Nian's phone, and his voice was shallow: "Si Nian......"

"Zhan Muqing, why haven't you come back yet?" Si Nian sat on the bed, holding his legs with his hands, a little helpless.

She hadn't seen him for a week, and every time she called him, few people answered.

Maybe it's because pregnant people are prone to crankiness, she keeps wondering if Zhan Muqing has other women outside, or if he is really tired of her.

"Well, the group has been very busy recently, I'll go back tomorrow."

Si Nian was silent, his eyes wet.

Zhan Muqing has never been like this!

Si Nian was silent for a few seconds before responding in frustration: "Well, aren't you curious about what the gift I promised you is?" ”

As soon as Si Nian finished speaking, he heard Zhan Ye speak: "Zhan Shao, your phone!" ”

"First." Zhan Muqing responded perfunctorily, and before hanging up the phone, he didn't forget to speak, "Si Nian, I love you." ”

Si Nian wanted to say something more, but Zhan Muqing had already hung up the phone, Si Nian was stunned in place, and his eyes suddenly slowly moistened.

She had the illusion that Zhan Muqing didn't care about her as much as she used to.

Does he really not want her anymore?

Thinking about it, Si Nian felt even more uncomfortable.

——

It's an Italian doctor.

"The war is less, the antidote has been developed, and the experimental results are waiting for ......"

The antidote is out!

The corners of Zhan Muqing's mouth rose slightly, and he knew that he Zhan Muqing would not have such a short life.

"When will I know the results?" Zhan Muqing asked coldly, with a hint of excitement in his voice.

"Two days at the earliest!"