"I have never cooked a meal for you until now. I'll go to the kitchen to cook for you." As he said that, Qiao Weiwei got out of bed, put on slippers, quickly walked out of the room, and walked into the room. kitchen.

After she left, cold tears completely lifted.

In my heart, I am extremely depressed, and tears are the only way to vent my catharsis.

Her warm fist was blocked against her lips with force, fearing that she would hear his cry.

Who would believe that he would be at the top of the world, who would be at a loss?

Who would believe that he, who has always been known for his ruthless means, would have such a heartbreaking moment.

It took him a long time to wipe his tears with his handkerchief, get out of the bed, and walk out of the room.

Standing at the kitchen door, he quietly looked at the little woman busy in the kitchen.

The scene when I first met her came to my mind again.

He walked forward slowly and hugged her from behind, who was carefully cutting spinach, with his chin against the top of her hair, hugged her tightly, and said, "What are you going to do?"

"Don't you like making spinach soup?" She paused with the movement of cutting vegetables, gently leaned back, leaned against his shoulder, and said with a forced smile.

"Vivi, I love you."

She put down the knife, turned around, tiptoed, hooked his neck tightly, and smiled bitterly with tears in her eyes: "Master Bo, I love you too, I love you very much, I love you very much."

She looked at him and said seriously.

"Joe Weiwei..."

“Cool…”

The next second, her slightly cool lips pressed against his lips.

He responded with a domineering and enthusiastic response, holding her hands hard on the back of her head.

Before suffocating, he reluctantly left her lips and carefully kissed the tears on her face.

Her tears were extremely bitter in her mouth.

He seemed to be able to taste the despair and pain that was filled with it.

After a long time, he let go of her and said, "Seven days have not arrived yet. Why do we have to be so pessimistic, as if we are making the final farewell. Smile and show me,"

Laughing, now she can’t laugh.

It took a long time before she squeezed out a smile.

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At the same time. Cold Apartment.

As soon as the coolness entered the door, it weakly fell into the large gray sofa in the living room.

Thinking that the parrot might die, he collapsed inside.

Taking out his cell phone, he dialed Qiurong's phone number.

"Brother Yi, um... why did you call me at this time? Do you miss me? um..." Soon, Qiu Rong's sleepy voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Sorry, I'm going to call you at this time, Qiu Rong, how are you studying your Violent Gu? Is there any progress?" Liang Yi asked.

"Well, I called me for this, Brother Yi, has made some progress. Last time I poured the essence of Siqiancao on the worm, I accidentally scratched my hand by the bottle mouth, and then my blood was It dripped inside, but the blood melted the worm's feet. I dripped a few more drops of blood inside, trying to melt its body, but I couldn't." Speaking of this, Qiu Rong on the other side of the phone The sound is obviously much more active.

"What?" Liang Yi said again.

"Then, I think that human blood and squid grass essence are of some effect, but there may be something else to help. As for what kind of thing is, I haven't thought of it yet." Speaking of this, Qiu Rong's voice became dull again.

"Qiurong, please work harder. My sister-in-law was hit by the Violent Gu. If she couldn't get the antidote within a week, she would die." Speaking of this, her cold eyes completely dimmed...

"Oh my God, Brother Yi, don't worry, I will work hard. I will go to the storage room to continue dealing with those bugs. I won't tell you for now. mua~~"

Soon the phone line broke off.

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In a blink of an eye, five days have passed, and Sun Xiaoran's body and antidote were not found either...

Cold Pork Apartment.

The feeling of colic in the stomach instantly made Qiao Weiwei, who was sleeping, open her eyes.

The slightly cool hands covered my stomach and rubbed them constantly. The pain not only continued to decrease, but it became more and more intense.

Such pain makes her life worse than death.

His eyes turned blood red again, and his lips were purple and black.

The skin all over the body gradually turned pale.

And the temperature on her body was getting higher and higher.

Her condition seemed to be getting worse and worse, and the pain was even stronger than the previous few days.

With a light blue hand stretched out, she pushed the cold and poop beside her weakly.

Soon, Liang Bo, who was in a light sleep state, immediately opened his eyes and sat up.

Looking at her appearance, her beautiful face was filled with sorrow again.

"Stand it, I'll call Ou Xiangbei and ask him to come and get an injection!" As he said that, Liang Bo quickly took his cell phone and dialed Ou Xiangbei's phone number.

"She was in pain again, come and get the painkiller injection." He ordered...

Without waiting for Ou Xiangbei to answer, he immediately pressed the hang up, threw his phone at the head of the bed, carefully helped her up, and let her lean against his shoulder...

She was so painful that she was already a little confused that she leaned on his shoulder weakly and gasped. At this moment, she was like a dead tree in the deep winter, without any breath.

"Master Bo, we only have two days left today and tomorrow. I don't want to get an injection. I fell asleep as soon as I got an injection. I slept for several hours. I don't want to waste my last time on sleeping. I want to be a good person.

She said powerlessly, tears flowing out of her slightly closed red eyes...

"What nonsense is it? Maybe there will be news from Mo Tong in a while."

"I don't have that fantasy anymore. I know that there are only these two days left in my life. I really don't want to waste my time on sleeping. We... and there are so many, many places without...

...Go..." After saying that, she completely lost consciousness and limped on his shoulders.

Despair that had never been seen before was like a cold and ruthless knife, cutting his heart full of holes one by one.

Only today and tomorrow are left. If you really can't find the antidote, then this woman...

Fifteen minutes later, Ou Xiangbei entered the bedroom.

Liang Bo carefully placed Qiao Weiwei, who was fainting on the pillow, sat in the original place, looked at the panting Ou Xiangbei, and said, "She is already in pain. Please give her an injection."

Looking at Qiao Weiwei's appearance, Ou Xiangbei immediately stepped forward and placed the medicine box on the bed...

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