Chapter 1258: Chapter 1181: Don’t Touch Her
“How is she?” When Jun Mochan spoke again, his voice was hoarsely severe.
“It’s serious.” Shen Yuzhe turned on the machine, “I’m trying to treat her now, to see if we can kill the virus.”
“So the dicine is useless?” Jun Mochan’s eyebrows were so cold they could shed ice fragnts.
“It seed under control, but it can rebound. Once it rebounds, the virus will beco much more severe. Moreover, that dicine is essentially a strong poison. Even if it really works, the side effects are very severe.” He spent a week’s ti to finally analyze all the components of the dication.
Taken individually, there was no problem with them, yet upon careful study of the combined ratios, problems erged.
Jun Mochan’s pupils contracted sharply, his gaze gradually deepened, and his facial mask beca more impeccable: “Is there any way?”
“Since the drug can suppress, there must be a solution, it’s just that I’ve just analyzed the components. If I want to find a substitute drug, I need a bit more ti.” Shen Yuzhe pressed a button when the machine completely enveloped Ye Ranran.
The machine slowly pushed Ye Ranran inside, and soon, she disappeared from his sight.
It was an extrely uncomfortable feeling, that small, sealed space, always reminded him of terrible things.
Like a coffin, like an urn.
He was afraid that one day Ye Ranran would lie inside there, she was still so young, she hadn’t shared a lifeti with him.
“Don’t worry, everything will be fine,” Shen Yuzhe reassured him.
“If you have a thod, then do I not need to act anymore?” Jun Mochan said this very softly, as if to himself.
Shen Yuzhe did not hear and naturally could not respond to him.
Half an hour later, Ye Ranran finally ca out from the inside, and Shen Yuzhe frowned at the data on the machine.
“Barely effective.”
In fact, he had known this outco, as in this half month, he didn’t know how many tis he had failed, each attempt proving futile.
“If this doesn’t work, and the dicine I brought doesn’t work either, then what should we do?” Jun Mochan punched the wall.
Was he really going to just watch Ye Ranran’s life slip away day by day, and eventually die in front of him?
“Do you have a way for to contact the person researching the virus?” he wanted to know how exactly they created such a virus.
Only with knowledge could there be a direction for research; otherwise, this was all just flailing about blindly.
“Give a few days, I’ll have soone find him.”
“Good.”
In her semi-conscious state, Ye Ranran felt soone feeding her sothing, bitterness spread from her throat throughout her body.
She was already suffering so much, why did she still have to drink this? Refusal, she definitely wouldn’t drink it.
Seeing Ye Ranran spit out all the dicine, Jun Mochan took the dicine into his mouth, then kissed Ye Ranran’s lips, and used his teeth to pry her mouth open and delivered the dicine down her throat.
He forcefully pushed the dicine into her mouth in a dominating way.
Ye Ranran was unhappy. She tried hard to open her eyes, and the ones she t were a pair of eyes filled with tenderness.
In the past, seeing these eyes would always make Ye Ranran overjoyed, but now, it reminded her of how he had looked at another woman with the sa gaze just a mont ago.
“Awake? Do you feel discomfort anywhere?” Jun Mochan reached out to touch her forehead.
Before he could, Ye Ranran swatted his hand away: “Don’t touch .”
“Are you angry?” Jun Mochan’s tone was gentle, his eyebrows lifted with a faint smile and no longer held the sharpness and bla from before.
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