Click.

A slight sound of opening the door came from his ear, and then Yun Anan heard a strange male voice coming from his ear, "It's her?"

"Yes, we have confirmed it again and again, and we won't make any mistakes."

"Very good, take her there, and if she refuses to cooperate, kill her."

Listening to their conversation, Yun An'an's breathing became tighter, and the blood in her body seemed to have suddenly solidified, making her afraid to relax at all.

Before she could figure out what these people were going to do to her, Yun Anan realized that she was being helped up, as if she was going to somewhere.

Now I can only act according to the opportunity.

After her eyes were blindfolded, her hearing became particularly sharp. Yun Anan could clearly sense that there were people guarding her wherever she had.

Moreover, those people breathe very lightly and can be almost negligible, like special training... some type of people.

After entering the room, the man who was escorting Yun Anan also realized that she had woken up, tear off the black tape covering her eyes, and then pushed her into the inner room.

Just as Yun Anan wanted to turn around, he found a cold gun pressing on the back of his head.

Her spine stiffened and her red lips pursed hard.

"As long as you cooperate well, we won't hurt you." The man said in a dangerous voice. "I heard that you have developed a treatment for the plague. Now there is a patient who needs your treatment."

"You can choose not to cooperate. Of course, the gun in my hand is not a vegetarian. If you understand, you nod."

Yun Anan took a secret breath and nodded slowly.

It turned out that these people caught her over just to let her treat the diseased patients.

I'm afraid that during her time in the hospital, these people had long been targeted by her, otherwise she wouldn't have learned the news in the ward so soon.

Seeing her nodding, the man opened the door of the inner room and pushed her to the big black bed in the room, warning her: "You can start."

Having said that, the man had no intention of removing the gun that was pressing against Yun An'an's head.

In this room, there was a man in black in every corner of the room, staring at Yun An'an with a fierce look.

Yun Anan pursed her red lips and raised her head. Just as the man said, the man lying on the bed was pale but without losing his charming face, and suddenly entered her sight.

...A Qing!?

How could it be him?!

"What are you still standing there?" The person who pointed the gun at Yun Anan and scolded him coldly when he saw that she was still.

Yun An'an's spine tensed a little more, forcibly suppressing the shock and shock in his heart, pretending to be calm and taking the pulse of Huo Siqing who was still in a coma.

As soon as he touched his wrist, the cold temperature made Yun An'an's eyes sway slightly, and he quickly stabilized and carefully explored his pulse.

Huo Siqing was indeed infected with the mutated plague, but fortunately, the coffee or water she drank quietly in him was not white, but was only slightly infected.

"I need these medicinal materials and a kitchen." After taking the pulse, Yun Anan wrote down the prescription with paper and pen, and handed it to the person behind him without turning his head.

"Wait." After the man said that, he handed the prescription to the doctor waiting next to him, "Check if there is any problem with the prescription."

Listening to Yan Yun An'an's mouth twitched twice. Can she still harm her boyfriend?

But these people didn't know her. If she said such words, she would probably be shot to death by those who stared at her actions.

What's even more strange is why she didn't see Qiao Mu here?

Yun Anan thought with a frown and a little frown, and soon the doctor who was called to get the medicinal herbs came back and handed the medicinal herbs to Yun Anan.

Yun Anan had no choice but to temporarily put away his thoughts, looked at the figure on the bed with bright eyes, and turned around and was taken to the kitchen.

The man kept monitoring Yun An'an's every move, so that Yun An'an had no way to drop the extractive potion into the medicine, and could only work hard to boil it, which was rather time-consuming.

It took two and a half hours before the Chinese medicine was ready.

Yun Anan returned to the inner room, but the man did not ask her to feed the medicine to Huo Siqing, but handed it over to the doctor next to him.

At this moment, a delicate figure walked into the inner room, and his eyes swept over Yun Anan, who was standing not far from the bed, was a little surprised and soon returned to normal.

"I'll do it." Yan Miyi took the glass bowl from the doctor's hand and sat naturally on the edge of the bed. He gently and carefully fed the medicine juice from the bowl into Huo Siqing's mouth.

Her extremely familiar behavior attracted Yun Anan to look at her, and she saw a woman dressed in delicate and decent clothes and a very noble lady.

What really made Yun Anan care about was her relationship with Huo Siqing.

Whether it was the ambiguous atmosphere that only very close people showed when she fed Huo Siqing the medicine, or the sweet smile on her face when she wiped the corners of her lips with her handkerchief...

It was like silver needles piercing into Yun An'an's eyes, and the pain was so painful that the nerve endings seemed to be trembling slightly.

She unconsciously pursed her red lips, and her slender fingers hanging on her side used a little force, and then she squeezed out some wrinkles from the hem of her skirt.

But she couldn't do anything, otherwise the gun on the back of her head would be tightened a little.

It's really terrible.

Yan Miyi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, put the glass bowl on the table, swept across Yun An'an standing next to her from the corner of her eyes, and unconsciously curled the corner of her mouth.

Yun Anan did not catch Yan Miyi's smile. When she calmed down and looked up, she saw Yan Miyi leaning down and approaching Huo Siqing's lips.

It took a while to see her raise her head and say to Huo Siqing with a smile.

"Miyi is here, I won't go anywhere." After saying that, Yan Miyi raised her smile that had not yet fallen on her face, turned to look at the man pointing at Yun An'an with a gun, "Take her down and guard her, and let her go when Si Qing is out of danger of life. Now Si Qing is going to rest."

"Yes, Miss Miyi." The man nodded, took Yun An'an, who had a dazed look, out of the inner room, and then locked her in a separate room.

It was not until the surroundings were quiet that Yun An'an's eyes were focused. He tightly clutched the hem of the skirt with his slender fingers, as if he was about to pinch his palms, and he couldn't even feel the pain.

The woman named "Miyi" seems to have a very good relationship with Huo Siqing.

Fortunately, her words and actions were all the same as the hostess.

So good... all he shouted in his coma were her name.

So what is she?

"Haha." Yun Anan sat on the cold floor along the door panel. His little face was pale without a trace of blood and had no expression, but the coldness gradually penetrated into his heart.
Chapter completed!