Flash Marriage: Her Tycoon Husband

Nan Chuan's thoughtful expression caught Su Ziyue's eyes, and she knew that Nan Chuan must have noticed something abnormal too.

In the next second, Nan Chuan asked her directly: "Madam, just tell me, what happened to the boss?"

Nanchuan's words... what do you mean?

Su Ziyue still believed that no matter what happened to Qin Muchen, Nanchuan must be aware of it.

He asked Su Ziyue like this, so that she couldn't be sure whether he was testing her on purpose, or if he really didn't know anything, so Su Ziyue could only say innocently: "What's wrong with him? Did something happen?"

Nan Chuan was stunned: "Didn't you ask what we've been up to lately?"

So, isn't the wife asking this question because she has discovered something and has doubts?

Su Ziyue said with a smile: "I'll just ask, you should be busy, I'll go first."

After speaking, she turned around and went out.

Nan Chuan was left standing there with an inexplicable expression, not understanding what Su Ziyue was going to do.

Coming out of Yuhuang Palace, Su Ziyue wandered aimlessly on the street.

If she asked Qin Muchen directly, would he say it?

The answer is obvious, and he will never say it.

Qin Muchen has always been thoughtful and thoughtful.

He knows what to do and when to say it.

Therefore, he was more aware of how urgent Su Ziyue wanted to know what happened to him.

However, he never mentioned it, and he had no intention of telling Su Ziyue.

He would never take the initiative to tell Su Ziyue about bad things.

Just like before, after he knew about the child, he allowed himself to have emotional breakdowns and insomnia every night, and he still didn't want to tell her, and he just endured it silently.

Su Ziyue took a deep breath, what should she do?

It is impossible for her to find any clues about what he really wants to hide.

Thoughtfulness is not only his strength, but also his shortcoming, which makes her love and hate him at the same time.

...

West of the city.

A black Bentley slowly drove into a villa area.

In the carriage, Qin Mu sat in the back row, taking a nap with his eyes slightly closed.

The car stopped at the door of a new-looking villa.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror and found that Qin Muchen's eyes were slightly closed. He wasn't sure if Qin Muchen was asleep, so he opened his mouth but didn't dare to make a sound.

Qin Muchen didn't fall asleep. When he felt the car stop, he opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you there?"

The driver said respectfully, "Yes, we're here."

Afterwards, the driver got out of the car and opened the door for Qin Muchen.

Qin Muchen got out of the car and walked directly into the villa, while the driver stayed outside waiting for him.

He walked to the door, registered his fingerprints, opened the door and walked in.

From the outside, this villa is no different from other residential villas, but once you walk in the door, the hall is empty, there is not even a chair, and there are white walls on all sides, as if it is an uninhabited building. Empty house.

Qin Mu followed the stairs to the second floor.

An iron door appeared in front of him, and he recorded his fingerprints again.

After the door opened automatically, the sounds of the instruments one after another entered the ears.

Mo Xiyi was wearing a white coat, with his back turned to Qin Muchen. He didn't know what he was doing, even when he walked in, he didn't notice.

This is the research room that Qin Muchen secretly built for Mo Xiyi in China.

It wasn't until the sound of closing the door that Mo Xiyi stopped what he was doing, and turned to look at Qin Muchen: "Why haven't you come here for several days?"

Qin Muchen took off his coat, lay down on the laboratory table beside him, lightly closed his eyes, and said, "I have something urgent to go to Jingcheng."

His movements are proficient, as if he has done it many times.

"Have you finished all your medicine?"

"Um."

Mo Xiyi pushed his glasses, frowned slightly, and showed a trace of dissatisfaction on his serious face.

For Qin Muchen, a restless patient, Mo Xiyi was never satisfied.

He asked Qin Muchen to come over for regular check-ups. He had to deal with some urgent matter and told him to take less medicine and work less, but he refused to listen.

It is difficult for any doctor to be satisfied with such a patient who does not listen to advice.

After the habitual disinfection, Mo Xiyi began to give Qin Muchen a routine checkup.

Soon, after Mo Xiyi finished examining Qin Muchen, he walked aside to compare the results.

Qin Muchen turned over and sat up. He didn't put on his coat immediately, and there was a trace of bewilderment in his expression.

After a while, he asked Mo Xiyi, "How is it?"

Mo Xiyi took a deep breath, and said seriously: "What do you think? You'd better take care of yourself now, maybe it can delay the symptoms. Although the medicine I gave you can keep you going for a while, but the medicine's The side effects are extremely severe. When your body starts to have side effects, you can no longer use the medicine. At that time, all the functions of your body will fail more quickly, and you will also age rapidly, and everything is really hopeless. Saved!"

Rapid aging.

Qin Muchen took a look at his hands, the lines on the back of his hands were dry, like trees lacking water to nourish, without vitality.

Yesterday, he ran out of medicine. He thought it was just for one night, and there would be nothing unusual.

However, when he got up this morning, he looked at himself in the mirror who seemed to be ten years older, and felt dazed.

Gradually graying hair, wrinkled forehead, all these are confirming what Mo Xiyi said, one day, he will really age rapidly, and then what greets him is - death.

Sharp, fast, devouring his life.

"I said last time that your time is running out, you'd better make a decision now." Mo Xiyi looked serious, as if he didn't sympathize with Qin Muchen's experience.

Qin Muchen's voice was slightly hoarse: "I need time, I still have a lot of things to deal with."

Moxi's unsmiling face finally showed a trace of anger, he raised his voice and said loudly: "If you go on like this, you won't even have your only hope!"

Qin Muchen's voice was calm and cold: "Even if I don't do anything now, I lie on the bed and recuperate slowly every day, I will die one day, and that day will come very quickly, even if you can't research it. A drug that suppresses this symptom, who else can do it?"

Mo Xiyi was silent.

Qin Muchen had never seen such symptoms before.

At first, it was only the occasional stiffness of the limbs, and then one day the symptoms of aging suddenly appeared, and the symptoms became worse day by day.

It's like pressing the accelerator bar, and the signs of aging can be seen on his face every day.

This made Moxi Yi extremely shocked.

It took him three days and three nights to develop a medicine that could temporarily suppress the symptoms, but it only cured the symptoms but not the root cause, and the side effects were too great.

Moxi suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up: "Maybe Grisi's 'k7' pharmaceutical team can help you? And I suspect that your symptoms are also caused by someone drugging you."