The summer night was not cool. The moment Jiang Zuiyao put the test strips on the table, she felt that her back was sore. She was pregnant and should have rested. After a busy day, her body could no longer hold up.

There was a soft cushion on the wooden chair, and Jiang Zuiyao lazily leaned on it. Although her body had rested, her mind was still thinking.

She decomposed the virus three or four times, but still made no progress. In this ancient time when resources were scarce, many things needed for medicine could not be found, so she had to bite the bullet and do it.

But until today, she has not been able to find the key to the antidote.

This kind of frustration made Jiang Zuiyao feel irritable. She thought of Dieyi's words. It would be great if she could get the prince's blood now, but how could the prince's blood be so good?

"Wow!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise that startled the contemplative Jiang Zuiyao to tremble all over. She was so frightened that she turned around and saw that it was Shao Ziqing!

He woke up and walked in with his seriously injured body. One of his injured legs could not stand on the ground. He could only limp and tried to walk. When he entered the door, he did not stand firm. When he fell, he held on to the glass cabinet and made a huge sound.

sound.

Facing Shao Ziqing's arrival, Jiang Zuiyao was calm and indifferent. She didn't get up. She softened her surprise and said coldly: "You need to rest now."

Shao Ziqing turned a deaf ear and still walked towards her stubbornly, limping tremblingly and with great difficulty.

His injuries were not serious, and there was not much good skin on his body. The most troublesome thing was the internal injuries he had just recovered from, and now the old injuries have recurred.

Jiang Zuiyao knew very well that Shao Ziqing's whole body must be in pain at this moment, especially the internal injuries in his chest, which must be painful to the bones.

Until Shao Ziqing walked to Jiang Zuiyao's side with difficulty, he was panting from exhaustion, sweating, grinning with severe pain, and said in a hoarse voice: "Follow me."

Such words were beyond Jiang Zuiyao's expectation. She raised her eyes and looked at Shao Ziqing's pale face. It was the domineering look she was most familiar with. Even though he was as weak as paper now, he still couldn't forget to order her.

This is what Jiang Zuiyao hates the most. His face turned cold at first, and then he sneered: "Where do you think this is? You can leave if you want?"

"You must come with me!", his hoarse voice became more serious, as if there was no room for negotiation, let alone any room for change.

Of course Jiang Zuiyao wanted to leave this place, but she didn't want to leave with him, with the man who pushed her into the abyss.

Shao Ziqing looked at Jiang Zuiyao's indignant face and said, "You will not end well if you fall into their hands."

Such a sentence caused Jiang Zuiyao to sneer, and then she completely cooled down: "It's really ridiculous. You obviously handed me over to the Taixuan clan, and now you actually say such things to me."

Shao Ziqing had no way to refute, and even he himself didn't know why he came to save her.

How could Jiang Zuiyao believe that Shao Ziqing had any good intentions? In her eyes, he was a ruthless and cold devil. She showed no mercy to him and said bluntly: "What do you want from me when you take the risk to save me?"

?”

He didn't speak, choosing to remain silent.

Jiang Zuiyao looked at Shao Ziqing's wounds. There was no pity or gratitude at all. Instead, she was just indifferent. She asked again: "You are so desperate, even at the risk of being seriously injured, to break into this place and try to rescue me.

It must be because I am very important to you, right?"

After the sound fell, Jiang Zuiyao pointed to the test strips on the table and narrowed her eyes coldly: "Is that why?"

Every word he said was so cold, hitting Shao Ziqing's heart directly. He stood for too long and couldn't hold it any longer. He put one hand on the table and said abruptly: "Yes, you are important to me."

It is indeed useful, but I also really want to save you."

"Hahaha." Jiang Zuiyao couldn't help laughing wildly, as if she had heard a ridiculous joke. After laughing, her face was full of disgust and disdain: "Sincerely? How can I, Jiang Zuiyao, be worthy of you, Shao Ziqing?

Sincerely? This is really the funniest joke I have ever heard."

"Whether you believe it or not, what I said is true." Shao Ziqing replied coldly, but what he got was Jiang Zuiyao's suddenly angry roar.

"Stop being so hypocritical!" Jiang Zuiyao stood up slowly and tightened her lips angrily: "You were the one who wanted to kill me in the Shao family. You were the one who sent me to prison and the prince almost pinched off my fingers.

, now you are the one who sent me to this Taixuan Clan, if you tell me your sincerity now, do you think I will believe it?"

Shao Ziqing couldn't explain it in a single word. No matter what he said or did now, he couldn't make Jiang Zuiyao believe him. He knew this very well.

Jiang Zuiyao glared at Shao Ziqing with anger on her face. At this moment, old and new hatreds were superimposed on each other. The overwhelming anger could not be suppressed. Instead, she shouted angrily: "Shao Ziqing! I said, everything

I won’t just let it go!”

Shao Ziqing stood there, already a little shaky. He needed to lie down and rest immediately, but he still held on to his last stubbornness and stood there with difficulty. The arm holding the table had begun to tremble, and he could no longer hold it up.

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Jiang Zuiyao turned a blind eye, took a step forward, and said mercilessly into his ear: "Now I can't wait to cut you into pieces, and even more, I can't wait to cut you into pieces and hang you on the beam for three days to bleed until your blood dries up and you die!"

Hatred filled Jiang Zuiyao's heart. She couldn't forgive him. She really couldn't find any reason to forgive him.

After a moment of pause, her cold voice sounded again: "But I won't, because it will be too easy for you! I will torture you slowly and make you miserable, so that I can relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Then, Jiang Zuiyao looked at Shao Ziqing, seeing how he was covered in injuries and standing there shaking in pain, she felt very relieved, a cold smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and said: "It's me again

I saved you, but this time is different from before. I will not let you die so happily, because I know how painful you are now. I could have given you painkillers, and I could have given you painkillers, but I didn't.

, I just want to make you hurt! You must be in pain now, right? Isn’t this kind of bone-sucking and tendon-sucking pain very torturous?"

The ruthless words reached Shao Ziqing's ears, like sharp blades, cutting him one by one. In the past, he would have wanted to cut Jiang Zuiyao into pieces, but at this moment, he chose silence and tolerance.

However, Jiang Zuiyao did not choose to shut up. She smiled ruthlessly with satisfaction: "Do you really think I am a good person? You have tried to harm me over and over again, but will I tolerate you and save you every time? No more.

, Never again! Your injuries are enough to torture you for a while."
Chapter completed!