She also checked her phone: "You have 20 seconds."
"..." Ye Wangchuan had never been threatened before, and he was willing to be threatened. Because it was her, it didn't seem that difficult to change his words: "Remember the vault where Elena hid things."
coming.
Qiao Nian felt the truth coming at him.
Her eyes dimmed.
"Um."
"The short arrow was smeared with poison," he said.
Qiao Nian propped his elbows on the sofa and sat up straight: "Poison?"
"Yes." Since Ye Wangchuan had said so, there was no need to hide it from her: "To be precise, it's not a poison, it's a microorganism."
"Bacteriological warfare." The girl's expression quickly turned cold, and she grasped the point accurately: "They are also studying these things on Temu Island."
Ye Wangchuan walked over and handed her some hot water, asking her to drink some more to moisten her throat. He lowered his eyes and said casually, "I found Elder Zhong and the medical team I hired, and started from both ends. Elder Zhong and the medical team have made progress. I have obtained the prescription for suppressing the poisonous insects, but I am still short of one medicine. Eleanor is already looking for it, and Elder Zhong is also helping me research a special medicine, so don't worry about me."
Qiao Nian frowned, and after a while he looked up at him, but did not extend his hand: "Does Ji Lin know?"
"He is the only person who knows about it besides Mr. Zhong." Ye Wangchuan admitted.
Qiao Nian instantly understood why Ji Lin reacted so strongly when he heard that Elena was dead. He was not surprised that Elena was dead at all, but was worried about the poison in Ye Wangchuan's body.
She took a deep breath and immediately asked, "What's the last missing medicine?"
Ye Wangchuan raised his hand and ruffled her curled black hair, and raised the corners of his lips in a good mood: "I'm already looking for it, don't worry."
Qiao Nian became annoyed by his rubbing. She lifted her thin eyelids and raised her hand to wave him away, but he seized the opportunity to grab her wrist and gently twisted her wrist bone with his fingertips.
"worry about me?"
“Tsk.”
Qiao Nian looked at him and clicked her tongue wantonly, not giving him face. "Didn't you tell me not to worry?"
Ye Wangchuan bent down in front of her, his breath on her skin, their eyes met, each other's figures reflected in their eyes: "You can worry, I just don't think there is any need for you to worry."
Qiao Nian seemed to fall into his eyes and was about to be sucked into the deep black pupils. Even her brain stopped for a second before she resumed thinking.
"…Elena's death was very strange. I received a phone call before she died. The person on the phone used a voice changer and asked me to go to the police station."
"Um."
Ye Wangchuan looked at her avoiding his gaze and hummed slightly.
"I'll check."
His eyes were very deep, as if he wanted to drag people into a deep vortex: "Can I have some hot water now?"
Qiao Nian looked in the direction of his hand.
The man held the glass with his slender fingers. The light reflected by the night light on the rim of the glass fell on his hand, beautifully like the patterns on porcelain. His superior fingers were beautifully long and gently rested on the glass.
The word "pleasing to the eye" flashed through her mind, and her eyes stayed on his fingers a little longer.
Ye Wangchuan noticed her gaze lingering on him, followed her line of sight and looked at his hand, raising his eyebrows.
"like?"
Qiao Nian opened her legs and leaned back, her neck was fragile and sharp: "Yeah, I like all the good-looking ones."
"Well, they're all yours."
He took over the conversation quite casually.
Qiao Nian stared at him.
Ye Wangchuan stuffed the cup into her hands and scraped her nose with his fingertips. His tall and handsome figure gave her a sense of security: "Drink some hot water to warm your stomach first, then go take a shower and rest early." (End of this chapter)