"Bitter!" An An only managed to utter one word before his face was pinched. His little face wrinkled as the herbal medicine was poured down his throat. He could only swallow it forcefully, making muffled sounds of distress.
These people seemed to want him to get sick!
An An's face was a picture of misery; he couldn't resist. What should he do?
He was scared and worried.
Mom must be listening to the situation here. She'd know he was being force-fed medicine to make him sick by these bad uncles, and she'd be so anxious. An An didn't want to get sick either. He wanted to be a man, to grow up, to take care of his mom, and to help his dad! Read books, ah.
After gulping down a bowl of medicine,
An An choked and coughed violently.
The CEO felt much more comfortable seeing this.
Why did Huo Rou always ruin his plans? Qin Ning Yi always opposed their company!
And why shouldn't this child be their offspring?
He wanted them dead! Using the large-scale virus in Yizhou, he would bury all his rivals. From then on, his path would be smooth sailing.
"Ask that person again, when can it be done? Our raw materials need to be shipped out."
After saying this to the person beside him, the CEO went into the house on his own.
"Yes."
The person beside him lowered his head, his face full of worry. In fact, he had already asked. That person said Qin Nishui was watching very closely lately, not even letting a mosquito fly out.
The CEO looked at him with his head bowed and thought of something.
"If he stalls again, show him something," the CEO's voice dripped with venom. "I'd like to see if he values his life."
If there were no fatal injuries, some people wouldn't go all out and fight with all their might.
The person beside the CEO nodded and went to make a phone call. The CEO continued to stay on the second floor.
Downstairs.
"The medicine has been given, there's no saving him." The person who had fed An An the medicine repeatedly wiped his hands, his hands red but he didn't stop. "As long as it doesn't get on me."
Another person shook his head. "To be tormented by this virus at the end, truly pathetic."
An An coughed until tears streamed down his face. He squinted at the two men chatting, not paying attention to him, and quietly tapped the surface of his watch.
The rhythm was fast and slow, light and heavy.
He had to tell his mother he was fine.
Meanwhile, while An An was being force-fed the medicine, Huo Rou had already gotten out of the car.
The strong wind blew her hair, and her hair tie had slipped off at some point. Her jet-black hair danced wildly in the wind. Her eyes were red, filled with intense killing intent.
The cold wind howled, and the killing intent was equally boisterous.
"Let's act."
She wouldn't wait any longer. Whether it was the chief of staff or the commander, none of them were as important as her An An. Although the troop strength didn't match her former team, under her deployment, they could still exert their maximum potential. Victory was possible!
He Zhongwu pulled her. "Wait a little longer! Huo Rou, your and Ning Yi's deployment is ingenious, but..."
He couldn't find fault with it; it was indeed much better than his own arrangements.
He looked at the team leader, his eyes signaling.
"But," the team leader picked up, "but Commander Pei's deployment might be even better! Then we can better ensure An An's safety!"
"They are feeding An An medicine!" Huo Rou cried out as if her voice were bleeding.
Even though she had given An An the pine chrysanthemum extract, An An wouldn't be infected by the virus, but what if it was something else?
She couldn't gamble!
The sooner she rescued An An, the sooner she could get him checked.
Qin Ning Yi pulled her into his arms. "Let's go, we're going to save An An."
Seeing the two of them acting so recklessly, He Zhongwu had no choice but to order the members of the 112 detachment to surround them.
"Wait a little longer, it will be soon."
They couldn't act rashly. This was human life! They couldn't gamble on an outsider like Huo Rou.
Qin Ning Yi shielded Huo Rou behind him, and the atmosphere suddenly dropped to sub-zero.
The wind stopped, but the whirlpool in Huo Rou's eyes was unfathomable.
If she had endured the devilish training in country Y, experienced life-and-death tests in country M, and undertaken S+ level missions repeatedly, yet still couldn't protect her loved ones, then why should she abide by those damned rules?
The weapon in her hand had already slid out a sharp blade.
She had gone mad a few times before; this wouldn't be any different.
In the silence before the storm, a faint tapping sound came from Huo Rou's phone.
It was fast and slow, light and heavy.
Huo Rou froze.
The young man, who had somehow entered the encirclement, glanced sideways, his phoenix eyes narrowed.
"Don't worry, it's alright?"
Pei Feng deciphered the information in the tapping sound and pieced together this sentence.