The Supreme Abandoned Daughter of the Mad Doctor

Chapter 189 Rescue Jiang Weimo, Mysterious Spiritual Liquid (2)
The most memorable thing is his eyes... without any life!
Seeing his eyes is like seeing the abyss, seeing despair...

Such a person can really drive people crazy.

Jiang Weimo nodded slightly at Tang Miao, and then politely nodded at Hua Weirong beside Tang Miao.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and continued to look at the herbs.

Tang Miao bit her lower lip, hesitated for a moment, and then ran over, "I didn't find you when I came back just now, I thought..."

Jiang Weimo nodded slightly, not paying attention to Tang Miao's words.

Seeing this, it became clear to Hua Weirong that Luo Hua intended to be ruthless.

This Jiang Weimo really only regards Tang Miao as a friend.

At this time, Hua Weirong also had a guess in his mind!
"Weimo, this is Hua Weirong. You can just call her Rongrong, and her medical skills are also very good. By the way, you have met Dr. Du just now. What do you think of Dr. Du's medical skills?"

Tang Miao knew very well what topics Jiang Weimo was interested in, so she revolved around the topic of medical skills.

Sure enough, Jiang Weimo nodded, "Doctor Du is very powerful."

Tang Miao immediately laughed, and said proudly, "Then you haven't seen anything more powerful, Dr. Du is Rong Rong's apprentice!"

Hua Weirong was not dissatisfied with Tang Miao and Jiang Weimo for telling the truth.

She could see very clearly that people like Jiang Weimo would not be changed by any external force.

He is only immersed in his own world, and everything around him has nothing to do with him.

Not to mention that Hua Weirong is Du Wubing's master, even if Hua Weirong is the head of state, it doesn't make any difference to him.

Jiang Weimo probably only noticed that Hua Weirong's medical skills are good.

Sure enough, Jiang Weimo looked at Hua Weirong with a touch of surprise in his eyes.

Hua Weirong smiled slightly, "I am Hua Weirong."

Jiang Weimo nodded, bowed slightly at his face, and saluted.

Hua Weirong approached, she looked at Jiang Weimo carefully, her eyes became a little inexplicable.

Jiang Weimo's situation was completely different from what she had imagined.

Originally, she thought that Tang Miao begged her to save Jiang Weimo because Jiang Weimo had some serious illness, but she didn't expect that it would be like this!
Hua Weirong could see clearly that Jiang Weimo's vitality was about to die off.

This is really a strange thing.

A seemingly normal person is about to lose his vitality.

What exactly is going on?

I painted the face up and down, looked at it for a long time, but didn't see any problem.

Jiang Weimo hadn't been sucked away by any spirit, but his vitality had already been exhausted.

Generally speaking, the human body will continuously generate vitality. As long as a person is alive, vitality will be continuously generated.Of course, the number is very small, just to keep people alive.

If a person is physically stronger, his vitality will be a little more sufficient. On the contrary, a person with a weak body or a person who is seriously ill will become weaker or even weaker because his body cannot continue to produce vitality. Finally die.

Like Jiang Weimo, there is nothing wrong with his body, but his vitality is about to be cut off. Hua Weirong has never seen it.

Yes, there should be nothing wrong with Jiang Weimo's organs, at least Hua Weirong hasn't seen anything wrong yet.

However, Jiang Weimo's body's vitality has been exhausted.

She walked over and looked at Jiang Weimo indifferently, "Can I feel your pulse?"

Jiang Weimo looked at Hua Weirong, and shook his head slightly, "Thank you, but there's no need. I'm dead, there's no cure, so don't waste any more time."

As soon as this remark came out, Tang Miao's eye circles immediately turned red, and she rushed over recklessly, grabbing Jiang Weimo's sleeve, "Jiang Weimo! I brought you here not to let you die! You must Listen to me, listen to me in everything!"

Right now Tang Miao is like a lunatic.

She directly grabbed Jiang Weimo's arm, grabbed him and sat down on a chair in the yard, then rolled up his sleeves, revealing his thin... skinny arms, and shouted at Hua Hua, " Come quickly, Rongrong!"

Hua Weirong couldn't help shaking her head, Tang Miao is such a hot-tempered character.

In the eyes of ordinary people, she really doesn't match Jiang Weimo at all.

After being in contact for so long, Hua Weirong already knows who Tang Miao is.

Stubborn, unyielding, strong, courageous...Queen!
And the Jiang Weimo in front of him seemed to be a scholar who walked out of an ancient landscape painting, with an elegant and romantic atmosphere all over his body.

However, from another perspective, these two people may not have complementary personalities!

Hua Weirong didn't say anything, just walked over to check Jiang Weimo's pulse.

Jiang Weimo, who was held down by Tang Miao, looked helpless, but did not resist. He would not reject Tang Miao's kindness.He didn't want to hurt her...

He can't give her much, so all she wants, all he can give, he will not refuse.

Hua Weirong's hand rested gently on Jiang Weimo's wrist.

Jiang Weimo couldn't even feel the force of her finger pressing on her pulse.

You know, because Jiang Weimo is too thin, his pulse is not obvious. Generally, if you want to take the pulse, you need to press a little hard to feel the pulse.

But the extremely beautiful and dazzling girl on the opposite side simply put her hand on his wrist.

He has some doubts, is this girl in front of him really Du Wubing's master?
However, it doesn't matter, as long as Tang Miao can be a little relieved, as long as Tang Miao can be a little happy, that's all.

Jiang Weimo's gaze shifted from Hua Weirong's face to the other side of the yard.

He didn't want to look at the painting.

The face in front of me is too bright, too beautiful, too bewitching...

It reminded him of that face that would never fade in his memory.

Scenes from the past replayed over and over again in his mind.

Jiang Weimo sighed countless times, back then, it was me who missed it!
A miss is a miss, a mistake that can never be made up for.

in case……

If the self back then had the current state of mind, he would not have made a decision so easily, certainly not so easily...

Jiang Weimo sighed slightly in his heart.

It's useless to say anything now, if you miss it, you miss it.

There is no chance to make up for it, even if he spends his whole life, he can't find a way out of his heart.

So, what is the point of such a life?

(End of this chapter)