Lin Qinghe walked back as if nothing had happened, pretending to mix the medicine while secretly observing You Rong's reaction.
As she expected, You Rong's eyes lowered, and a hint of confusion flickered across his pale, handsome face.
You Rong was thinking: Why did Lin Qinghe claim the potion she mixed was extracted from his blood?
What did she want to do?
Lin Qinghe saw You Rong's confusion but pretended not to notice. No matter what she said now, You Rong wouldn't believe her; explaining would be a waste of breath.
After Lin Qinghe withdrew her gaze, she didn't see You Rong's eyes suddenly turn as cold as frost.
Lin Qinghe, this hypocritical and selfish woman, must have another motive and was just putting on an act in front of him!
Lin Qinghe stayed in the laboratory for two hours, just like yesterday. When she left, she re-tied the leather straps on You Rong, but not too tightly, so as not to injure him.
You Rong clearly felt this and his gaze towards Lin Qinghe grew colder.
Lin Qinghe left. You Rong lay on the operating bed, his sharp eyes surveying his surroundings. But he knew very well that even at his peak physical condition, he couldn't break out of this laboratory alone, let alone in his current weakened state.
The laboratory was one of the most important places in the base. All the building materials were top-notch, bulletproof and fireproof, and guarded by the organization's army outside.
You Rong surveyed the room, then closed his eyes, a sarcastic curve forming on his lips.
He himself had once been a soldier of the organization, full of passion, vowing to protect ordinary people who were not infected by the virus. Now, it all seemed like a joke. Su Dan Novel Network
Because of his uniqueness, he had witnessed people's greed and hypocrisy, and was now bound here, subjected to inhumane experimental torture!
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The next day.
Lin Qinghe mused that You Rong's body had gradually recovered since he stopped receiving injections and had been nurtured by nutrient solutions. At least he could now eat simple liquid food.
Lin Qinghe specifically cooked white congee and brought it to the laboratory.
When bringing the food into the laboratory, Lin Qinghe deliberately put it in a bag. Jiang Li saw it and asked her. She retorted coldly, and Jiang Li no longer dared to ask.
After entering the laboratory, Lin Qinghe dismissed the assistants.
She walked to the operating bed and observed You Rong's complexion, which was much better than the previous two days. Facing his cold, fierce eyes, she didn't mind. She smiled and said, "Your body has improved, but you still need to be infused with nutrients, and your injuries still need to be treated..."
You Rong pursed his bloodless, thin lips, remaining silent, ignoring Lin Qinghe.
Lin Qinghe continued as if unfazed, talking to herself and doing her own things, hooking up the nutrient solution for You Rong, then untying the leather straps binding him, and applying ointment to his wounds.
After finishing, Lin Qinghe placed a pillow behind You Rong's back and raised the operating bed, allowing You Rong to sit up slightly.
Lin Qinghe opened the food container and stirred the white congee with a spoon. "You can try eating some liquid food today. I specially brewed some plain white congee for you. Would you like me to feed you a little?"
You Rong's bloodless lips were tightly pressed together, and his face still held a sarcastic expression.
Lin Qinghe blew on the congee on the spoon and held it to You Rong's lips, her face filled with anticipation. "Please eat a little, okay?"
You Rong snorted coldly and tried to turn his face away, but he was too weak. He couldn't even manage this simple movement. He could only frown and close his eyes, as if seeing Lin Qinghe defiled his eyes.
Lin Qinghe sighed inwardly and patiently persuaded him, "You Rong, you know you want to get out of this laboratory. Putting aside other things, if you want to get out, your body must recover first, right? Otherwise, even if you find an opportunity, you won't be able to escape, will you?"
You Rong's eyes were closed, his eyelids fluttering twice, but he did not open his mouth.
Lin Qinghe's brows furrowed. Just as she was about to forcefully feed him the congee if she couldn't persuade him, You Rong opened his eyes and his mouth.
Lin Qinghe was stunned and secretly delighted. She quickly fed the congee on the spoon into You Rong's mouth.
The congee had been cooked for a long time, fragrant and soft. In the post-apocalyptic world, with extremely scarce food, eating a spoonful of white congee was a luxury many people could only dream of.
You Rong swallowed it. He couldn't taste anything. He hadn't eaten solid food for so long, and coupled with the long-term injections of experimental drugs, his sense of taste had been almost lost.
No matter what Lin Qinghe's intentions were, what she had said was correct. To get out of this laboratory, his body had to recover first.
Seeing You Rong take the first bite, Lin Qinghe's eyes curved into a smile. She then scooped up another small spoonful of congee and fed it to You Rong.
"Eat slowly. You haven't eaten for a long time. If you eat too quickly, I'm afraid your body won't be able to handle it."
You Rong's face was as cold and unchangeable as a robot. Lin Qinghe would bring the congee to his lips, and he would just open his mouth and swallow.
You Rong ate most of the white congee. Lin Qinghe estimated he had eaten enough and stopped feeding him. She took a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "Tomorrow, let's see how your body is doing. If you recover a bit better, I'll make you some other congee, like lean pork congee... Oh, by the way, do you eat scallions? If not, I won't add any."
You Rong's gaze was deep and cold. He glanced at Lin Qinghe, as if he hadn't heard her, and closed his eyes.
Lin Qinghe: "..."
Never mind. You Rong was too weak now. If he didn't speak, he didn't speak. Closing his eyes and sleeping would help him recover better.
Lin Qinghe stayed in the laboratory for the entire morning, fabricating some data under the guise of work. As she left the lab with the data, she bumped into Jiang Li.
Jiang Li's eyes flickered, and he said, "Professor Lin, I noticed when I entered the laboratory today that the places where You Rong's limbs were tied had been treated. Did you loosen him?"
Lin Qinghe's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she looked coldly at Jiang Li.
"What do you mean?"
"I just want to remind Professor Lin that You Rong is one of the important experimental subjects. You rashly untied him. He was an outstanding soldier in the organization before, with excellent physical fitness. If he were to escape, or if any accident were to occur, it would be difficult for you to account for it."
Lin Qinghe curved her lips into a cold smile. "Jiang Li, do you dislike me?"
Jiang Li's expression changed slightly. "Professor Lin, please don't misunderstand. I'm just worried about accidents and am kindly reminding you."
Lin Qinghe: "Jiang Li, do you think I don't know? As Director Gu's star disciple, if I hadn't been parachuted into Laboratory No. 1, you would be in my position now, wouldn't you?"