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Jian Chenche's rhetorical question left Jing Jiaren speechless.Because the medicine was passed on by DEMON, everyone naturally thought that it was made by him, and spread false rumors.

At this point, Jing Jiaren suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't expect that she would get antibiotics by mistake.

In this way, after passing Ji Ziang, can she and Ximen Longting no longer be threatened by Ji Ziang?

This is definitely the best news Jing Jiaren has heard in a while.

"You are willing to provide me with antibiotics, and I must go to London?"

"Miss Jing asked me to negotiate terms today, of course it's a clear deal." Jian Chenche was unequivocal.

"You help me rescue SUN, and I will accompany you to London. What about antibiotics?"

"Help me win this game, and I'll give you a year."

"One year..." Jing Jiaren frowned, "Why is it one year? I want 50 years!"

Jian Chenche: "..."

"You'd better give me the 80-year old, maybe I can live to be more than 100 years old." Jing Jiaren's mood suddenly brightened, "Maybe there may be wear and tear, so give me some spares."

Jian Chenche's expression was thunderous.

"Is there a problem? Is it difficult for you to make medicine?"

"You ignored my words? You can't take more of this medicine."

The smile on the corner of Jing Jiaren's mouth froze immediately: "What do you mean?"

Taking too much of any medicine will be harmful to the body, not to mention that antibiotics are originally extracted from microorganisms (including bacteria, fungi, and actinomycetes), and they are inherently toxic and harmful.

"What harm is there?" Jing Jiaren stroked her belly subconsciously, "Is it very harmful to my child?"

"There is no need to worry about this. The maternal mechanism in your body will automatically generate a protection system to isolate the fetus. As long as you are healthy, the baby will have no problems."

"what about me?"

"One year," Jian Chenche said with a serious expression, "if you can't find the antigen after one year, unless you die from poison, or die from paralysis under the effect of antibiotics."

"Death from paralysis?" Jing Jiaren grasped her hand tightly, "Paralyzed after a year, or?"

"It depends on the individual's constitution. When your hands and feet are numb, you should not take it anymore. Otherwise, you will be paralyzed, your immunity will be weakened, and even a little wind and cold will cause you to die of illness."

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath, she really shouldn't be too happy too soon.

"Since you can make antibiotics, can't you help me make antigens?"

"No."

A year later, what if Leng Lintian still can't recover his memory?

Why do you want to go so far, that is a year later.

"It's okay, at least I have a year left."

"You are optimistic."

"I've experienced a lot of life and death, and I've become bearish," Jing Jiaren took a deep breath, "And by that time, the baby will be born..."

It is almost 4 months now, and a year later, the baby will be able to crawl on the ground.

Thinking of this, Jing Jiaren was comforted again.

"Come with me to London, Mr. Simon agrees?"

"Of course he won't agree..." Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip. Originally, she was just using this as a condition, thinking that she would wait until Sun was rescued, so she missed the appointment.

But now it seems that the trip to London cannot help her not to go.

At this time, a servant knocked on the door: "Miss Jing, the young master told you to go over."

Jing Jiaren nodded, stood up and said, "Then let's go over and discuss a plan to save Sun."