Bai Xin rubbed his tired brows, his voice was slightly hoarse, “There are a lot of negative public opinion on the Bai family on the Internet these days, so you should read less.”
“Got it, dad.”
“By the way, did the bone marrow matching results I asked you to do come out?”
A flash of panic flashed in Bai Yuanyuan’s eyes, “It’s out, Aunt Fan and I don’t match, hey, it’s a pity, if only I could save her.””
Bai Xin patted her on the shoulder, “I can’t blame you, you have a good rest.”
“Good dad.”
Bai Yuanyuan watched Bai Xin leave, and the next second she quickly dialed the old man’s phone, “Grandpa, what should I do? I actually matched the bone marrow of that bitch successfully!”I don’t want to donate bone marrow to her, you know I’m most afraid of pain.”
“Good granddaughter, Grandpa will find a way for you, as long as you don’t succeed in biting to death.”
The old man’s voice came from the other end of the phone, soothing Bai Yuanyuan’s restless heart.
“Thank you Grandpa.”
Bai Yuanyuan hung up the phone with a cold expression on her face, damn old bitch, go to hell with Su Qingyu!
In addition to Fan Chenxi and Li Tingchen, who are in dire straits these days, he doesn’t eat or drink, and he doesn’t sleep. His whole body is like a taut bowstring, paying attention to the salvage situation all the time.
Chen Feng felt distressed when he saw his thin jaw, “Mr. Li, at least you have a few bites of food. Even if you go on like this, you can’t stand it even if you are beaten with iron!””
Li Tingchen’s throat dried up, and layers of dead skin appeared on his lips. Chen Ling hurriedly handed him a cup of chrysanthemum tea.
After being moisturized by warm water, Li Tingchen spoke with difficulty, and the sound in his throat was like the creaking of a broken wooden door.
“Let you check things.”
“The monitoring of the elevator has been destroyed before we go, and we haven’t photographed anything useful. By taking away Miss Bai’s whereabouts, we found out that they have a relationship with an international organization.”
“Who.”
“Junkie.”
Li Tingchen habitually lit a cigarette and bit it to his mouth. As soon as he took out the lighter and wanted to light it, he found that he hadn’t eaten or drunk for a few days, causing his body to be weak, and his fingers for lighting the cigarette were trembling constantly.
Chen Feng hurriedly stepped forward, holding the firelight in one hand, and pressing the lighter in the other to light the cigarette for him.
“Is it the mysterious organization that gathers the world’s top famous doctors but researches banned drugs all day long?”
“Yes.”
Chen Ling looked serious, “The junkies have recruited almost the top medical scholars from all over the world, doing various research and human trials that are expressly prohibited by the World Health Organization and various countries. The virus war started five years ago spread all over the world. They are a group of demons in human skins!”