Pei Xingzhi placed Jiang Yaoqing in the pharmacy.
The pharmacy is a place where Pei Xingzhi often stays, and he usually does not allow others to enter.
Rubbing her eyes, Jiang Yaoqing sat up.
My whole body was in severe pain, as if I had been severely abused.
"Senior Brother Yanzhi, your food."
There was a knock on the pharmacy door.
"come in."
Jiang Yaoqing spoke in a hoarse voice, her eyes scanning the room in front of her, and finally paused on the notes on the wooden table not far away.
The door was pushed open, and the bald young monk was holding a steaming hot pot in his hand.
"Today we have porridge and rice." The young monk stood at the door and made no further move. "The side dish is stir-fried cabbage."
"let it go."
Jiang Yaoqing coughed twice, calmed her throat, and signaled the young monk to leave safely.
"By the way, what is Pei Xingzhi doing now?"
The little monk stopped slightly as he walked out and turned around: "Senior Brother Xingzhi is now in Master's Zen room."
"Okay, I get it."
Jiang Yaoqing nodded and struggled to get up from the bed.
Painful tears welled up in my eyes.
When she walked to the door, Jiang Yaoqing lifted up the cage and placed it on the empty table specially set aside by Pei Xingzhi.
With a secret whisper, Jiang Yaoqing walked towards Pei Xingzhi's desk.
Most of the books on the desk are medical books.
On the open notebook are Chinese herbal medicines painted by Pei Xingzhi.
Sisili's handwriting has been beautiful since he was a child.
This room is a separate small room. The back of the room is where Pei Xingzhi usually works.
Jiang Yaoqing rubbed her somewhat flat belly, walked to the table, and took out the rice the young monk had brought for her.
The fried cabbage looked very light. Jiang Yaoqing took a bite and the taste was unexpectedly good.
After finishing the meal, Jiang Yaoqing packed up her utensils.
The windows squeaked and made some noise.
Jiang Yaoqing paused in packing her things, then quickly turned sideways.
"do not move."
The sharp bow and arrow hit Jiang Yaoqing's neck directly.
Jiang Yaoqing was frozen in place, her gaze drooping, fixed on the sharp blade between her neck.
The sharp blade was only a hair's breadth away from his own flesh, and he would draw blood if he made even the slightest move.
"Who are you?"
Jiang Yaoqing raised her hands in a gesture of surrender, feeling slightly agitated that she would have to use more clichés.
The man didn't say much, but Jiang Yaoqing's neck hurt.
I saw that the sharp blade at the top of the bow and arrow slightly pierced Jiang Yaoqing's skin, bringing out a little blood.
The back of his eyes felt moist, and a crystal teardrop slowly fell down the smooth facial lines of the young man.
Jiang Yaoqing was silent, but she didn't say anything more.
"Come with me."
Seeing Jiang Yaoqing's lack of movement, the people outside the room spoke again.
Jiang Yaoqing didn't speak this time and nodded slightly.
Following the movements of the visitor, he turned his back and stepped back to the door step by step.
Step by step, Jiang Yaoqing's brain was running rapidly.
The current situation is a bit chaotic.
But the fact that this man could find the pharmacy and take him there shows that he is familiar with the mountain temple.
Jiang Yaoqing has two doubts.
First, why did this person take him away?
She didn't know anything about Pei Xingzhi's plan. Taking her away was equivalent to taking a useless waste. Jiang Yaoqing couldn't figure out what this man's purpose was.
Second, what camp does this person belong to.
Jiang Yaoqing had no doubt that as long as she stepped out of this room, she would be knocked unconscious and taken away immediately.
Retreating to the door, Jiang Yaoqing's inner plan gradually took shape.
Since this is the case, then you might as well take advantage of it.
Jiang Yaoqing exited the door. The next moment, her neck hurt and she lost consciousness.
Before losing consciousness, Jiang Yaoqing reached out and knocked over the basket that she had just packed up on the table.
When Pei Xingzhi came back and found that he had an accident, he would probably come to save him.
*
Consciousness gradually returned.
The first thing that hit me was the strong smell of rust.
Jiang Yaoqing raised her heavy eyelids, her throat dry.
He was tied up again.
However, the place where he was tied up this time was somewhat familiar.
The milky white instrument dial flashed with data. Jiang Yaoqing's body moved slightly, and a heartbreaking pain came from her arm.
Jiang Yaoqing lowered her head and hummed, her eyes falling on her arm.
The gauze that Pei Xingzhi bandaged himself was replaced by a piece of white cloth. If he moved even slightly, he would feel bone-eroding pain.
Tears fell from both sides and fell on the tips of Jiang Yaoqing's ears, feeling ice cold.
"Teacher, he's awake."
A voice came from behind.
Jiang Yaoqing subconsciously froze.
"Are you awake? How is the injection of the reagent?"
"The integration is successful and the experiment can begin."
"Give me the data report."
After the voice fell, the man took two steps forward on his leather shoes and stood beside Jiang Yaoqing.
"Sent to you."
The young man also walked over, following behind the man.
"Is this the person you said can help me complete the experiment?"
The man narrowed his eyes, held Jiang Yaoqing's chin with one hand, and asked.
Jiang Yaoqing was pinched so hard that she restrained her tears from falling, staring at the man in front of her with tearful amber eyes.
never seen it.
Jiang Yaoqing thought with certainty.
Looking at the current scene, this person should be a staff member of the scientific research institute.
The young man behind him is the person who just kidnapped him.
"The amount of medicine is a bit low," the man released his hold on Jiang Yaoqing's hand, "the orphanage has started to rush for it."
"Increase the metering."
The young man behind him hesitated slightly, but still nodded in response: "Okay, teacher."
"When the experiment is successful, your mother will be resurrected."
As if aware of the hesitation of the young man behind him, the man raised a smile and patted the young man on the shoulder.
"I believe you are not willing to give up this good opportunity."
"A chance to bring your mother back to life."
The hesitation in the young man's eyes flashed, and then was replaced by indifference.
"I understand, teacher."
After saying that, Jiang Yaoqing heard the sound of the man leaving.
His eyes shifted slightly and he saw a man sitting in the main control room, typing something on the keyboard.
The young man held a huge needle in his hand, with clear liquid oozing out.
Jiang Yaoqing: "..."
Is it too late to regret now?
"I'm sorry."
The young man bent down and spoke softly.
After that, he tore off the white cloth strip on Jiang Yaoqing's arm with one hand.
Tears burst into his eyes instantly. Jiang Yaoqing bit her lip tightly, and the blood from the bite stained his lips red.
I saw countless small pinholes in the area covered by white cloth strips.
Jiang Yaoqing just glanced at it and then looked away.
He was afraid that if he continued to look at it like this, he would faint on the spot.
The young man pushed the needle, looked calmly, and directly inserted the huge needle into Jiang Yaoqing's arm.
Jiang Yaoqing gritted her teeth.
It fucking hurts.
Tears flowed out desperately, and the instrument Jiang Yaoqing was lying on was soaked.
The cold liquid entered his body along the needle.
Jiang Yaoqing felt her nerves go numb, and her eyelids instantly became extremely heavy.
Jianjiang braced himself, his eyes blurred by tears and his eyes lightly glanced at the name tag on the boy's lab coat.
The boy's name was written on it.
Lance.
