Chapter 1012: Chapter 1012: Is There Sothing Wrong with Your Brain? Chapter 1012: Chapter 1012: Is There Sothing Wrong with Your Brain? Diwu Zexuan stretched out his hand to remove the lamp from his head, placing it aside, and casually covered the apparatus on the research bench.
The eerie eyes flickered faintly.
He was aware of Ye Zhanxing’s condition; Su Yiru had persistently sent for him, but he had refused.
What he hadn’t expected was for Qin Youxuan to intervene in this matter.
However, rely with Qin Youxuan, he still hadn’t thought about using Rui Hui to sche against him.
With a slight shift of his gaze, Diwu Zexuan knew whose idea this was.
It was laughable that Rui Hui Adolf, this fool, actually looked delighted, thinking that Qin Youxuan genuinely wanted her to treat Ye Zhanxing.
Diwu Zexuan glanced at Rui Hui with evident disdain.
“Are you jealous of ? It makes sense; Xuan would rather find than you. Clearly, she thinks your dical skills are inferior to mine; you really should be jealous.”
Rui Hui clenched her teeth from his barrage; catching sight of Diwu Zexuan’s displeased face suddenly made her feel better.
“Anyway, I’ve made up my mind. I’m going to help Xuan now. You agree that I should go, but even if you don’t agree, I’m still going; don’t think about stopping ,” Rui Hui said and then turned and walked away.
She had wanted to leave this accursed place anyway, and now she had a good reason; there was no way she wasn’t taking it.
“I’m telling you one last ti, without my permission, you won’t take a single step out of here,” Diwu Zexuan’s chilly words rang out from behind, his tone absolute and brooking no argunt.
“I’m not your prisoner!”
“So what, if I don’t let you leave, you won’t be able to walk even a step,” Diwu Zexuan said nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders, unconcerned by Rui Hui’s angry face, and began to prepare more dicine.
The thing he had pondered all day was abruptly interrupted by her.
If it had been anyone else, by now they would have been chopped up into minceat and thrown into a fishpond to feed the fish.
“What do you really want? I told you, I’m going to help Xuan. Are you dense, upset that soone is better than you?”
“Idiot.”
Diwu Zexuan paused in his work, turned to look at her for a mont, and his lips parted indifferently.
He uttered two words full of utter disdain, then continued his task.
Taking a slender glass bottle from the dicine box, he placed it on the mixing table.
The ingredients inside had taken him a significant amount of ti to find; the new dication he was mixing was near completion.
If it weren’t for Rui Hui’s blatant interruption, he would have finished and been testing its efficacy by now.
Just as Diwu Zexuan was about to place the bottle on the table, Rui Hui stepped forward briskly, grabbed the bottle, and held it high.
“Diwu Zexuan, I’ll say this one last ti too; I must leave here today! If you don’t let go, I’ll smash your dicine!” Confident that he couldn’t bear to let it break, Rui Hui’s grip on the bottle tightened even more.
She faced Diwu Zexuan’s montarily dangerous white pupils, gritting her teeth without showing any fear.
“Give the bottle,” Diwu Zexuan watched her movents intently, the mockery on his face entirely gone, replaced by utter seriousness.
“Let leave.”
“Give the bottle first,” Diwu Zexuan’s voice deepened, and even his gaze turned shadowy, causing Rui Hui’s scalp to tingle.
“If you don’t let go, I’ll smash it, I really will…”
Rui Hui said, while lifting the bottle higher.
Rarely did Diwu Zexuan also have a weak spot in her grip, and if she missed this opportunity, she would be the fool.
“…”
Diwu Zexuan watched the obstinate woman before him, advancing with his tall fra.
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