813: C813 It Was Decided

C813 It Was Decided

... ""

Bo Qian's face instantly darkened.

Mu Shinian looked at him calmly. Her expression was that of saying, Just give me an explanation. Don't struggle for your life anymore.

Bo Qian's face became darker and darker.

The two of them silently looked at each other for a long time. Bo Qian honestly said the name of a manufacturer.

Mu Shinian's eyes twitched twice.

She had heard of this manufacturer before. It was quite large and was one of the top companies in the industry. In the end, the owner behind it was actually Bo Qian!

Mu Shinian really did not know what to say for a moment.

Bo Qian saw that Mu Shinian did not say anything else and became more and more uneasy. He finally could not bear it anymore. He coughed and asked weakly, "I will call back and remove this manufacturer directly."

... ""

Mu Shinian's lips twitched a few times. "No need. This medicine is not to be taken in the future. The medicine is 30% poisonous."

... "Okay." Bo Qian was very calm and did not say anything. His gaze landed on her hand again. "Your hand."

"It's fine."

Mu Shinian shook her head.

Bo Qian clenched his fist uneasily. His heart was still filled with uneasiness.

How could he be fine?

He knew how strong he was.

"Drink quickly."

Mu Shinian pointed at the bowl of porridge.

Bo Qian looked at her and then looked at the bowl of porridge. He was silent for a long time. He went back to the bathroom to wash up and then came out to drink the porridge.

Mu Shinian opened the curtains and the window.

Then she went out.

Bo Qian's eyes quietly followed her figure as he carefully recalled the missing memories in his mind. However, no matter how hard he tried, he still could not remember anything.

Bo Qian raised his hand and supported his forehead. His gaze fell on the bowl of steaming porridge. He leaned back weakly on the chair, picked up the spoon, and ate it in large mouthfuls.

Actually, it was just a normal porridge. There was no taste. It could not be compared to the porridge he had eaten in the past.

However, it was the most delicious bowl of porridge in his memory.

At least, after such a painful memory, someone could still give him some warmth.

...

Bo Qian took a shower and his entire person seemed to have changed completely.

Bo Qian came out of the bathroom. He glanced at his phone that was ringing on the bed. He was silent for a long time before he walked over and picked it up.

The voice on the other side of the phone was very uncertain. "Young Master, are you sure?"2

"Yes."

Bo Qian sat on the bed with a towel against his head, wiping his undried hair.

The assistant sighed and said in fear, "Young master, the people who always show up are all talented. They were all selected by the old man through layers of selection. This is probably the strongest team in the world. Young master, you can use them. The old man probably wants to create a medicine that can save you the most right now."

"Young master, no matter what the purpose is, at least keep that pharmaceutical factory, at least..."

"I don't want it anymore." Bo Qian interrupted his assistant's chattering. After a moment of silence, he said, "I also wanted to use the knife in this old man's hand..."

The assistant asked anxiously, "Then now."

"Now, I don't need it anymore. I can rely on myself."

... ""

The assistant also fell silent on the other side of the phone.

The secret base that Bo Jinhua had built with his own hands, the gang inside, was really powerful.

If he could make good use of it, he might really be able to get rid of the poison in Bo Qian's body one day.

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