Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 682

"So you were angry just now, is it because of this?" Qiao Yimo asked the man's persuasive temptation.

The man raised his eyes, nodded, and hummed lightly.

Qiao Yimo sat on the stool, slacking off casually, "It's okay, Yan Si is nothing after leaving Country M."

"It doesn't matter if you can't catch him, but some people in the organization should clean up."

The man was slightly stunned for a few seconds, then looked at her, "You know?"

Qiao Yimo raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "What are you referring to?"

"Other organizations have mutinied," the man said.

"That's right, it's time to clear the portal."

Although she has been in the hospital during this time, it does not mean that she has no information.

There was a lot of trouble about this matter, and it was hard for her not to know.

The breath around the man became a little colder, he reached out and squeezed her little hand, and said, "I'll accompany you."

Qiao Yimo was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded, "Okay."

*
on the plane.

Yan Si pulled off the wig with one hand, and fell hard to the ground.

"Mr. President, what's the matter with you?"

The servant walked over tremblingly.

Yan Si thin lips pursed into a straight line.

Never has I been so humiliated as today.

He is a majestic seven-foot man, but now he wants to disguise himself as a woman to hide his eyes and ears.

If the leaders know about it, what is his majesty?

Yan Si gritted his teeth: "Mo Xin, I will definitely avenge this revenge."

At this moment, the man's whole face was very sinister.

After a while, after he calmed down, he said again: "Go and contact Miss Ouyang, I will visit her in person."

It has been nearly half a month since we last met, and I don't know how the toxin is progressing.

"Yes."

The subordinates quickly retreated.

*
After the four disappeared.

Country Y.

Fu Group Medical Laboratory.

Elegant woman sitting on a stool.

"Mr. Yan came here this time, is it because of the virus?"

Yan Si lowered his hat and nodded, "That's right, how's the progress?"

Ouyang Biyun said casually: "It's already halfway through, and the finished product is estimated to take another half a month."

"And I can't guarantee whether it will be successful in half a month."

Yan Si clenched his fists tightly, pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and said coldly, "There is no such thing as failure."

"Remember, I must see the finished product in half a month."

"Why is Mr. Yan so anxious?"

Yan Si squinted his eyes, and chuckled softly, "Miss Ouyang, don't worry about it so much."

Ouyang Biyun pursed her lips, her voice was indifferent, "Then please ask Mr. Yan to find me a test subject within half a month."

The virus must be used on the experimental body to know the effect.

Hearing this, Yan Si felt a little happy.

"Of course, man, I will find it for you in half a month."

"Human?" Ouyang Biyun's eyes widened immediately upon hearing this, "You want to use this virus on people?"

Yan Si nodded, "Of course, otherwise, wouldn't it be possible for me to spend one billion on animals?"

"This is not allowed." Ouyang Biyun immediately refused, "I can't continue this experiment."

You must know that once this virus is used on the human body, it is very cruel and unstable.

Her original intention of studying medicine was not here.

Hearing this, Yan Si let out a chuckle, "Miss Ouyang means you want to give up?"

Ouyang Biyun took a deep breath and said indifferently: "This virus is so inhuman, my conscience does not allow me to do this."

"The experiments are going well, and we have to give up on the way. Who will bear the losses?"

Yan Si slammed the table down hard and roared.

"I will bear it, I will bear it." Ouyang Biyun looked straight ahead with firm eyes.

She would rather bear the cost of the experiment herself than let the virus be used on the human body.

Ouyang Biyun stood up, with the same indifferent expression on her face, "If Mr. Yan has nothing else to do, please go out."

After all, she put on a gesture of seeing off the guests.

Yan's eyes were flushed, he ground his teeth, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose.

He sneered, "Miss Ouyang is only responsible for the expenses?"

"Is Miss Ouyang not afraid that I will make the previous recording public?"

Ouyang Biyun froze and turned her head, "What does Mr. Yan mean?"

Yan Si closed his eyes and sneered, "If Ms. Ouyang agreed to study this virus before, I recorded everything."

He opened his eyes and said coldly, "Miss Ouyang, do you want to hear it?"

Ouyang Biyun couldn't calm down now, her whole face was pale, she looked at Yan Si in disbelief, "You bastard."

He actually recorded their previous conversation!

Once this recording is released, everyone knows that she is a doctor who only wants to gain fame and has no bottom line.

Then she is completely finished in the medical field.

Ouyang Biyun couldn't imagine that scene.

She bit her lip hard, trying to wake herself up.

At this time, Yan Si suddenly said again: "Miss Ouyang probably doesn't want to become a street rat."

If she was a little rational just now, at this moment, the remaining psychological defense completely collapsed.

Ouyang Biyun slowly closed her eyes, and whispered a word with her red lips, "Then please ask Mr. Yan to find the experimental body and the antidote body before the end of the month."

I didn't expect Ouyang Biyun to agree so readily, Yan Si nodded, "Of course it's no problem."

After saying that, Ouyang Biyun took a deep breath and walked out.

Yan Si narrowed his eyes and snorted softly.

After Ouyang Biyun came out of the laboratory, she happened to meet Fu Zhiting in the corridor who came to ask her about the progress.

"What's wrong?" Fu Zhiting asked her.

Ouyang Biyun shook her head and pursed her lips, "It's okay, Mr. Fu is looking for me?"

"Yes." Fu Zhiting nodded, "Talk to you about the progress of the project."

Ouyang Biyun acted nonchalantly, "Okay, let's go to your office."

"Row."

When Fu Zhiting nodded, he accidentally saw a man coming out of the laboratory.

Wearing a black hat.

It seems very low-key.

Suddenly, he felt that figure was somewhat familiar.

When I wanted to take another look, the man had disappeared at the end of the corridor.

(End of this chapter)