C672 When You Look Back I'll Lean on You
Someone knocked on the door, came in with a plate, or. . . "Miss Le, have something to eat. . . "
Le Youyou's gaze was indifferent and did not care.
"You are really stubborn. . . But if you do not eat, you will not be able to see your father. . . "
Le Youyou seemed to have been hit by something and her entire body began to tremble. She forced herself to support her body. "My dad?"
"Yes. He is at Mr. Gong's house. "
The Fourth Prison was located in the capital, and Mr. Gong Mingchuan had already moved his house to the capital.
In order to save on the cost of the bacterial strain research, the highest leader of Country Z invited the Gong family to return in the name of Huo family.
He gave them a lot of benefits in terms of land and approval. He hoped that Gong's companies would fund the construction of the Henghua Life Project laboratory and promised to send a special medical team to take care of the security of the laboratory.
The family head of Gong's, Gong Mingchuan, readily agreed. He took out 10 billion to help Z Country research eternal strains, which was also butterfly strains.
Including the Fourth Prison, these were all built by Gong family to research these Gong families.
The reason why it was called a prison was because all the bacterial strain carriers here were prisoners of death. Except for her - Le Youyou.
"He still wants to force me to see him. . . " Le Youyou said. The corner of Le Youyou's lips curled up into an indescribable arc. It was unknown whether it was a mocking or a smile. "Then let's meet. "
The conflict between her and him could not be resolved, but her father was innocent.
She had done so much for the sake of their father and daughter reuniting openly and honorably.
In the end, all her efforts were in vain.
She couldn't let Gong Mingchuan ruin it.
. . .
Le Youyou followed the female officer out of the prison door and into a medium-sized villa next door.
Under Xiang Chen's instructions, she put on her camel slippers and went upstairs on the carpet.
The villa was silent. There was no sign of unhappiness on her face.
Gong Mingchuan sat in front of the window like a perfect statue.
Xiang Chen said in a low voice, "Young master just had an illness. . . His cough just stopped, but he started to have a headache again. . . I guess his temper is bad now, Miss Le, you must remember to restrain yourself. . . "
Because young master had told him, Xiang Chen did not call her young madam like before, but very politely called her Miss Le.
Le Youyou said coldly: "Got it, long-winded. "
Just because she had become the experimental human body of the Fourth Prison, Xiang Chen had changed the way he addressed her.
She was unhappy.
She knew that Gong Mingchuan had hidden injuries, and he would cough frequently. Sometimes he would even wear a mask, and from time to time he would go to the coffin in Jialan Temple and stay there for a few days. She didn't know that his headache was so severe.
After entering the room, Le Youyou discovered that Gong Mingchuan's room in the capital was filled with the same style as Jialan Temple's Buddha Pagoda.
Le Youyou suspected that he had moved the Jialan Temple's Buddha Pagoda and coffins over.
When she entered the room, Gong Mingchuan waved his hand and dismissed everyone.
"Come here. . . " He said, "Sit here and give me a massage. "0
His expression was very painful, and his face was somewhat pale.
Le Youyou did not understand why his body was so uncomfortable but he did not go to the doctor.
Her father became a doctor. In the past, he was a doctor. If he was willing to let the father and daughter meet, she would let her father see what kind of incurable disease he had.
"What are you waiting for?" Gong Mingchuan narrowed his eyes and looked at her deeply. "Are you not going to listen to me?"
For his father! She endured it!
Le Youyou slowly walked over and sat down on the tall chair in front of him. He just bent over and rested his head on her lap.
Le Youyou did not know that there were still two parasites that were sucked out of her brain in his mind. This was the source of his headache.
She gently stretched out her hand and massaged his temple bit by bit.
A gentle breeze blew past. It was as if this huge capital mansion was empty. Only Gong Mingchuan and her were leaning against each other, accompanying each other.
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