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Chapter 588: Two Legends of Mermaid Tears (2)

Chen Zitong hurried forward to support him.

No matter how much she disliked the blind people in the Research Department, she didn't dare to watch her colleagues in the Special Investigation Bureau die in front of her.

But when she touched it, the chill from Song Yuesheng's arm made her shiver uncontrollably.

"What's wrong with you? Why is it so strange? Where is the medicine?"

Song Yuesheng clenched his hands, suppressed his desire to get heat, and pushed Chen Zitong.

"...I'll tell you after I get over it."

Chen Zitong didn't dare to leave such a weak person alone in the laboratory. She grabbed Song Yuesheng's arm and pulled him out of the laboratory.

"Okay. I'll do a good deed every day, so I'll help you this time."

It’s time to say it or not.

It's so cold.

"Hey, where is the lounge of your research department?"

suddenly.

His shoulders slumped.

Chen Zitong turned her head and saw Song Yuesheng with his eyes closed.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't sleep."

She became anxious and started shouting, "Hurry up! Is there anyone here?"

The doors of the nearest laboratories were pushed open one after another. Colleagues heard the noise and hurried out.

Chen Zitong saw someone coming out, and hurriedly waved at them, shouting anxiously: "Quick! Come and help, carry Xiao Song to the medical department!"

But just as the person touched Song Yuesheng's shoulder, something unexpected happened.

Song Yuesheng, who had no reaction at first, seemed to have eyes on his back. He threw a punch with his backhand at an extremely fast speed, hitting the man hard in the face.

Song Yuesheng himself fell to the ground uncontrollably due to this reaction force.

Everyone around was terrified and looked at each other, no one dared to step forward to help.

Chen Zitong gritted her teeth and was about to help Song Yuesheng up regardless of the danger and rush him to the medical department.

Just then, a figure came running hurriedly from a distance.

"Brother Lu, Xiao Song might have been infected by the experimental subject. Don't go over there now."

"Yes, now only Minister Chen can get close."

Lu Xuyan ignored it and just felt lucky to have arrived.

He took a few steps forward, leaned over and prepared to pick up Song Yuesheng.

suddenly.

Song Yuesheng grabbed his neck with his backhand as if by reflex, his movements were fast and fierce.

Her eyes were still tightly closed, obviously her body's instinctive defense.

"Sheng Sheng..."

He raised his hand and stroked her bloodless face.

It was so cold that he couldn't help shivering.

Perhaps sensing a familiar breath, Song Yuesheng's eyelids moved slightly, and he opened his eyes with great difficulty after a lot of effort.

When she saw clearly that the person in front of her was Lu Xuyan, her clenched hands relaxed instantly.

But because of the cold and weakness, Song Yuesheng no longer had any self-awareness. He spoke almost subconsciously, his voice weak but full of stubbornness.

"I don't want to see a doctor. I'll be fine in a moment."

She raised her hand and touched his face lightly.

"Lu Zhiqiao..."

After he finished speaking, Song Yuesheng closed his eyes again and fell down limply.

Lu Xuyan was quick to act and held her firmly.

He lowered his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

But the way he picked up Song Yuesheng with tenderness and care made the air around them tinged with sweetness.

Chen Zitong was the only one among the onlookers who had attended the Lu family's engagement party.

At this moment, hearing what Song Yuesheng said, she suddenly felt that Song Yuesheng was a complete love-brained person.

They are engaged.

I'm still thinking about what happened a few years ago.

The most important thing is that I called the wrong person in front of my new love.

Eh?

When did Song Yuesheng and Lu Xuyan happen?

Noticing Lu Xuyan leaving, she quickly followed him.

In a blink of an eye, Lu Xuyan came to the medical department carrying Song Yuesheng.

He knew she couldn't go to the hospital.

But the Special Investigation Bureau's medical department doesn't have the atmosphere of a hospital.

Her body was so cold and there was a layer of frost on her hair. It was definitely not an ordinary illness.

The staff of the medical department looked hurried and quickly directed Lu Xuyan to carefully place the unconscious Song Yuesheng on a machine that looked like a sleeping cabin.

Immediately afterwards, everyone hurriedly filed into the glass room next door.

Time seemed to have deliberately slowed down, and every second seemed to be stretched out.

After a while, a huge red word "ERROR" appeared on the computer screen, which was particularly eye-catching, instantly breaking the originally suppressed calm.

"Xiao Song's illness is too strange. The instruments can't find the cause at all, but..."

My colleague from the medical department frowned and hesitated for a long time before slowly reaching out his hand, clicking the mouse, and then pointing to a piece of data on the computer screen.

He continued, "Look at how much Nuan Lixin tablets remain in her body. This medicine is one of the necessities for reducing the Alpha element. From this, it can be inferred that Xiao Song probably had too high an Alpha element before."

"Her current condition may be a sequelae of previous treatment, or it may be a relapse of an old illness," the colleague added.

Chen Zitong suddenly realized when she heard this: "No wonder Song Yuesheng said that her old illness had relapsed and asked me to take her to the lounge and turn up the heating to the maximum."

Lu Xuyan was puzzled: "Element a?"

My colleague replied, "More than a hundred years ago, medical scientists discovered trace elements in the human body. Normal people have levels between 0.03 and 0.08 micrograms. Too low or too high levels can threaten a person's life. According to current medical paradigms, few people will recover from this disease."

"Shengsheng is like this now..." Lu Xuyan's voice unconsciously sank, revealing a bit of anxiety and worry, "What will happen?"

"I can't say for sure." The colleague shook his head helplessly and pointed at the computer.

"You should take a look for yourself. This is a simulation of possible situations based on Xiao Song's current physical data."

As he spoke, his fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard, quickly entering Song Yuesheng's name, age, date of birth, and the data he had just checked.

A line graph with age as the horizontal axis and physical condition as the vertical axis quickly popped up on the computer screen.

The entire chart clearly divides people into three age groups.

Before the age of four, the line representing health extends smoothly;

From four to eighteen years old, the lines are still stable, but under each age, there are three words clearly marked - latent period;

From the age of eighteen to twenty-eight, the line becomes zigzag, representing the possible survival time;

What is most worrying is that the “time of death” is clearly marked at the age of 28.

Lu Xuyan's eyes were fixed on that line of words.

Her birthday is the last day of the year.

At most, there are only four years left.

The most important thing is that according to Chen Zitong's words, Shengsheng knew that he was sick and that he didn't have much time left.

Lu Xuyan's heart was in turmoil.

He suddenly felt that his life was extremely absurd and he wanted to laugh out loud.

But the laughter got stuck in my throat and couldn't come out.

No one noticed that in the sleeping cabin, the red pearls on the bracelet on Song Yuesheng's left hand flashed twice.

at the same time.

In a bar in a corner, dim lights lazily sprinkled on the shelves, and all kinds of liquor sparkled with an attractive luster.

Jiang Yunian was wearing a black shirt with his sleeves casually rolled up to his elbows, and was concentrating on sorting out the inventory.

The pen in his hand was recording rapidly on the notebook.

Sudden.

His heart seemed to be suddenly grasped by an invisible hand. A sharp pain came over him and his hand suddenly stopped, leaving a crooked mark on the notebook.

"Sheng Sheng."

Jiang Yunian murmured subconsciously.

He put down the pen, waved his hand, and searched for Song Yuesheng's location using the red pearl.

The location is...inside that design building, which is the Special Investigation Bureau.

Jiang Yunian sighed.

He said that if he stayed in the Special Investigation Bureau, something would happen sooner or later.

But if she goes there rashly, it is likely to bring her into trouble.

"Xiao Liu, where is the human skin mask you used to play in the human world?"

Xiaoliu, who was sorting out the wine utensils, raised his head and said, "Brother Lu, didn't you say last night that you would not talk to Song Yuesheng for the next two days?"

Based on the fact that Brother Lu was able to find Song Yuesheng when he entered the hospital before, he knew that Brother Lu would continue to look for her sooner or later.

But it's too fast.

When the bar closed last night, Brother Lu still said that Song Yuesheng was the worst and most despicable woman.

"When did I say that?" Jiang Yunian glanced at him coldly, "Xiao Liu, if you continue to sow discord, go back."

Xiaoliu sighed and went to the second floor to get the box.

Brother Lu.

Planted thoroughly.