After getting smaller, I am forced to be cute every day

Chapter 173 You Can't Leave Me Anywhere

The answer in Luo Qinghe's heart made him fall into endless self-blame and loathing for himself.
If he had died three years ago, none of this would have happened.

His Azhi can live well and will not fall into the current predicament. Everyone can live well
Luo Qinghe began to wonder whether his insistence had been wrong from the beginning.

For Luo Zhi, he wanted to live, but now he got his wish, but his Ah Zhi wanted to leave him for this
He used to think that fate was unfair, but after recovering from his illness, he stood up again and felt that fate treated him very well, but if it was very good, why did it deprive him of life while giving him hope? The only motivation to persist.

If all in all, there is really a God who is in charge of the fate of all living beings, why can't his Ah Zhi survive, that's fine.

If he could have known how things would go from the very beginning, then he would definitely not choose to care too much for Luo Zhi after she came back, and he would bury that heavy feeling deeply in his heart, isn't it like this, he Little Azhi, can live a safe and smooth life.

Is everything, all wrong.

Luo Zhi clutched Luo Qinghe's clothes at the back waist, wiped his small face on Luo Qinghe's clothes, and finally let go of Luo Qinghe, her nose was red, but her wet eyes showed a smile, she smiled even more than usual bright and beautiful,
"It's okay, I'm just too happy."

She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes indiscriminately, wiping away the tears she couldn't hold back just now, with a bright and pleasant smile.

But this smile was too eye-catching, making Luo Qinghe feel more distressed than ever.

She is only a 20-year-old girl, but she has gone through so much, and now she is still in this predicament, how helpless and sad she must be at this moment
Luo Qinghe held Luo Zhi's hand tightly, very seriously, and said patiently but seriously every word, "From now on, you can't leave me no matter where you go, do you understand?"

His expression was too serious, and the gentle smile that he usually had when facing Luo Zhi had completely disappeared on his face at this moment.

Luo Zhi was taken aback for a moment. She was a little confused about Luo Qinghe's changes, but she couldn't find any clues. After thinking about it, she smiled and nodded again, "Got it."

Miracles are too difficult to appear. To Luo Zhi, it was a blessing to be able to appear on Luo Qinghe once before.

It's a delusion after all.

Therefore, she should cherish the best current situation, and every day from now on, she will be with Luo Qinghe.

If the present day is the last day of the rest of your life that you originally planned, then let's spend the last period of time together, and finish all the unfinished things one by one.

No matter where you can go, live every day well in the limited time, and don't think about other things.

After the two left, the door of Han Yi's office opened, and he walked out, looking at the two figures, holding hands tightly, walking side by side, he shook his head and sighed.

If Luo Zhi hadn't been persistent in wanting to save Luo Qinghe back then, Luo Qinghe might have died three years ago.

But because of Luo Zhi's persistence, now, Luo Qinghe is better, but she herself is not like a human, nor a ghost.

Probably everything in this world cannot be perfect.

In fact, for him, Luo Zhi's idea from the beginning was to heal Luo Qinghe. Now that Luo Qinghe is cured, she can choose the best way to let her survive.

There is no doubt that Ji Zimu's treatment method is effective, and the side effects and sequelae are not worth mentioning in the face of life and death.

He also never thought that because of Ji Zimu's personality, he should reject such a method to make Luo Zhi survive.

Only by surviving, everything after that has the meaning of imagination.

Luo Zhi used to take life and death lightly, but because of this, he ignored it. If she died, would Luo Qinghe really live well?

The relationship between them and each other may have exceeded their initial imagination.

In this world, there are not so many miracles that can appear. If you want a good result, you can only strive for it yourself.

But from the point of view of Luo Zhi and Luo Qinghe now, they probably still don't realize this.

In a secluded suburb, the car drove slowly, and finally stopped in front of an old research institute with a simple appearance that looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.

The assistant in the front row hurriedly got out of the car and drove. Ji Zimu got out of the car and walked towards the entrance of the research institute. The laboratory is in stark contrast to the humble appearance just now.

It is completely unexpected that the research institute that should have been abandoned not only has an excellent environment, complete equipment, but also a large number of researchers.

Soon, a middle-aged man wearing a white coat, a mask, and goggles came over, who seemed to be in charge, "Master, you came just in time, a new batch of experimental medicine has come out, I will take you there have a look."

Ji Zimu withdrew his gaze from looking around, nodded, followed the man all the way in, and finally entered a storage room whose temperature was much lower than ordinary laboratories, where bottles of medicine were placed, and someone even put a Box after box of semi-finished medicines were sent over for observation.

After debugging and experimenting, Ji Zimu looked at the experimental data in his hand, and frowned slightly, "Increase the potion, and increase the circled ingredients by 0.2."

The man was taken aback, and increased by 0.2?

"Young master, this is already the maximum dose allowed, so what if something happens to you?"

Right now, most of these people who participated in the experiment came here with money to participate voluntarily. If someone dies, it may be difficult to explain. Shi will also be investigated, and the project may have to be stopped again.

Ji Zimu's eyes were cold. He knew what this person was worried about. He was only a few steps away from the completion of the project. Luo Zhi began to take action and was investigating himself. It might not be long before this research institute It will be found out, and at that time, someone from above will be sent down.
Troubles came one by one.

Therefore, he had to speed up, and the speed of experimenting bit by bit was too slow.

The middle-aged man is also well aware of the current predicament, but even if they want to speed up, they also need safety. Anything that happens will be a huge blow to them.

Unlike more than ten years ago, there are not so many big families to bless, now only the Ji family and the Li family
If something goes wrong, the wall will fall and everyone will push it, and the situation will only get worse.

The middle-aged man was about to persuade him, but he heard Ji Zi Mudao in front of him,

"Find some bums with no relatives."

The voice was indifferent, with a hint of indifference.

The middle-aged man was stunned, and looked at Ji Zimu in disbelief, "A tramp?"

He didn't expect that under such circumstances, Ji Zimu would choose to find some homeless people as experimental subjects
Indeed, this seems to be the best choice at the moment. Homeless people live in every corner of the city. Even in the prosperous Lancheng, there are still many places under the flyover, in the expensive old city, and in various places. Less tramp tracks.

This kind of person, who has no friends, is the most suitable person.

Just give them three meals a day and a small amount of money to control them. If there is no problem in the experiment, the money will be paid.

Ji Zimu looked at the middle-aged man with a chill in his eyes, "Can't find it?"

The middle-aged man's back stiffened, and he nodded repeatedly, "I can find it, I will arrange it right away."

He knew very well that Ji Zimu in front of him was already crazy. He was completely crazy because of this project that failed more than ten years ago.

I'm afraid no one will be able to pull him back.

After the middle-aged man left, Ji Zimu stood in front of the storage cabinet, and the assistant next to him quickly stepped forward to open it, and took out a tube of reagents from inside and put it in Ji Zimu's hands, "Master, this is the medicine that was half done in the last experiment. "

Previously, when this version first came out, it was used on Ling Jiang, and later Ling Jiangbei was rescued. The data has not been perfected until now, and it is stuck here.

Ji Zimu pursed his lips tightly, holding the tube of reagent tightly in his hands.

Mentioning this matter again reminded him of the scene that day, Luo Zhi just stood in front of Ling Jiang without the slightest hesitation.

He regards Luo Qinghe as an opponent, but if he can't even match Ling Jiang, it's too ridiculous.

"Have you found out about Ling Jiang?"

The assistant nodded, "I'm still in the Luo residence, but there seems to be some movement."

But the guards in Luo's house were too tight to come in and out, and they couldn't find out anything at all.

Ji Zimu curled his lips into a sneer, "It's worth watching. If there is any movement, just take it down. Luo Zhi is afraid that he will send him away."

The assistant was startled, "Miss Luo will send Ling Jiang away?" Why is the young master so sure?

Ji Zimu sneered and remained silent.

He knew Luo Zhi too well. Once Ling Jiang was brought back, Luo Zhi would definitely find out what happened to Ling Jiang. Ling Jiang's situation would not be resolved in a short while.

She knew very well that it was not easy for her to let go of Ling Jiang. If she left Ling Jiang in Lancheng, she would be found by herself sooner or later.

Therefore, she will definitely choose to send Ling Jiang out of Lancheng.

But just as Luo Zhi would send Ling Jiang away, Ji Zimu would definitely not watch Ling Jiang walk away from under his nose with the evidence of his crimes on him.

Evidence against him either lives in his grasp or... disappears.

With a "pop", the reagent in Ji Zimu's hand shattered, and the liquid dripped from his palm to the ground. A puddle of medicine, mixed with blood, finally became clear, but there was a strong and pungent smell in the air. Medicinal.

The assistant hurriedly took the test tube on the side, grabbed Ji Zimu's hand for emergency treatment, and then tapped the walkie-talkie next to him, asking someone to come over and treat Ji Zimu's wound.

This potion is unstable, if it is not treated in time, it will be hard to say what problems will arise from the wound if it is infected in time.

However, Ji Zimu didn't seem to feel the pain from the wound at all. He sat quietly and let the doctor treat the wound. His eyes were calm and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The traces on the ground were quickly dealt with, and there was no trace left, and the unpleasant smell of medicine in the air finally dissipated.

The assistant looked at Ji Zimu, but was afraid for a while.

I was afraid of touching even a little of these medicines, but the young master didn't pay attention to them at all, allowing the wound to touch directly, as if he didn't care what harm it would do to himself.

It was as if, as a person, he didn't take his own safety into consideration at all.

A lunatic is scary, and a lunatic who wants to die is even more terrifying.

Now, he is on the verge of madness, and in spite of his life, he increases the dosage
Thinking of the homeless people who might have accidents in the future, the assistant moved her lips, wanting to say something, but in the end, she still didn't say anything.

He knows Ji Zimu too well.

I don't know how long it took before Ji Zimu got up and left the medicine storage room, and walked to the reference room, with the assistant quietly following behind.

In the middle of the night, in an unknown alley in Lancheng, some people wearing old clothes and holding worn-out mats looked out, and their eyes fell on the restaurants and restaurants that were about to close their business.

There are skinny young people in their early teens, middle-aged people who are lame and have broken arms, and old people who have no one to depend on, and even bring their granddaughters to beg for a living.

The five or six-year-old girl was wearing an old T-shirt she picked up from nowhere, and she was wearing two ponytails that were out of place with the environment. On one side was a pink hairband with a broken bead on it, and on the other side was some dirt. blue hair rope.

She sat obediently on the mat, leaning against the elderly man, with a pair of smart eyes that were incompatible with the situation, she looked out curiously, wanting to see what was outside.

The old man gently rubbed his granddaughter's head with his thin hands, "Zhizhi, grandpa will go find something to eat later, you wait here obediently, stay with Brother Haoran, don't just follow others, remember? "

The little girl nodded obediently, with a soft voice, "Remember."

The people who look for food in the old population refer to those big hotels and restaurants. At the end of business every night, they will distribute the leftover vegetables and meals to nearby scavengers and homeless people.
It's just that there are crowded people fighting for it, and the old man is always worried about hurting his granddaughter, and fearing that his granddaughter will get lost, so he keeps her where she is every time, staying with a sick boy who has a lame leg.

When the time came, those who were stationed to watch ran to those restaurants and restaurants one after another. The old man gave a few more words of advice, and then he got up from the mat, stationed with a stick as a crutch, even if his legs and feet were inconvenient, he could Trying to keep up with those people's footsteps, lest if you go late, you won't be able to grab food.

The little girl looked out anxiously, and wanted to follow her out, but was held by an older boy in the dark who looked about ten years old.

The boy's face was covered with ashes, and the ends of his hair blocked his eyes, so he couldn't see his expression clearly. His words were a little hoarse, and he coughed twice, "Don't go."

Thinking of what her grandfather said, the little girl pursed her lips, and could only sit back on the mat and wait obediently.

Only then did the boy close his eyes, but he held the little girl tightly in his hands, lest she get lost.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 10 minutes passed. Those who ran out came back with one or two lunch boxes.

The little girl had a smile on her face, propped her head on one small hand, and stared at the entrance of the alley with her big round eyes, waiting for her grandpa to come back
(End of this chapter)