Sworn not to be a wife: the arrest of the young wife around the world

"Don't tell me about this. My people are also developing an antidote, so you can help us develop it together." Ruan Tianling said calmly.

Xi Mubai nodded: "No problem."

Ruan Tianling glanced at him, turned and left.

Knowing the seriousness of the condition, he didn't show any panic.

If the person who injected him with the virus was Dr. Wilson, then he must have an antidote in his hands.

He should contact him and get some benefits from him.

Hmph, he just waited for him to show up automatically!

"Wait a minute!" Xi Mubai chased after him, Ruan Tianling stopped and turned slightly.

Xi Mubai said solemnly: "I'm not joking with you, you must be quarantined as soon as possible, and you can't procrastinate. I guess, in just a few days, the virus will destroy a large amount of your immune system. You may be able to recover from common diseases. It is cured, but when the virus starts to attack your internal organs, various cancers will also break out..."

Ruan Tianling nodded and said, "Don't worry, I won't make fun of my own life."

"Then when will you be quarantined?"

"I will arrange this myself." Ruan Tianling said in a deep voice.

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in the bedroom.

Jiang Yufei turned on a few soft wall lamps, played soothing music, and was reading a novel in her hand.

It's already 09:30 in the evening.

She hasn't rested yet and is waiting for Ruan Tianling to come back.

Ruan Tianling pushed open the bedroom door, seeing her quietly reading a book, his black eyes instantly softened a lot.

Jiang Yufei looked up to see him with a bright smile on her face.

"Why did you come back?"

Ruan Tianling walked to her and sat down. He took off his shoes and leaned against the head of the bed with her.

"There was a delay, so I came back late." He put his arms around her, and his eyes fell on the novel she was reading.

"looking at what?"

Jiang Yufei closed the page and showed him the title: "The Story of Pushkina."

"I only know Pushkin, who seems to be a Russian poet."

Jiang Yufei nodded: "Yes, this is his wife's story."

"What are you talking about?" Ruan Tianling asked her.

Jiang Yufei had almost finished reading it, and she said: "The above is about their love story. The two of them are very affectionate, but Pushkin was killed in the end."

Ruan Tianling's eyes froze slightly, "And then?"

"When he died, he asked his wife to remarry. Later, her wife married a very good man, but I haven't seen the ending yet." When Jiang Yufei said this, her tone was obviously a little depressed.

Ruan Tianling observed carefully and asked, "Unhappy? Is it because Pushkin died?"

Jiang Yufei put aside the novel, leaned against him, and hugged his chest.

"Well, the two of them were very affectionate, but Pushkin died so young, leaving his wife and their children behind, and just left... His wife was very sad, but she remarried in the end..."

Ruan Tianling hugged her tightly and rolled her throat.

"Shouldn't she marry? It's not easy for her to be a woman with a child. It's better to be married."

Jiang Yufei said sullenly: "I know, the man she remarried loved her very much, but I don't think she is completely happy. After all...the man she loved the most died..."

Ruan Tianling's chest was congested, his eyes blurred, and he said something that he didn't even know.

"It's okay, time will dilute everything, it may be painful at first, but it will gradually fade away later..."