Chapter 1220 - You’re Not to Cry for Anyone Else!

Chapter 1220: You’re Not to Cry for Anyone Else!
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What’s the value now?
Qi Yan abruptly asked, without stopping what he was doing.
Tan Bengbeng instantly snapped back to her senses and stared at the instrument in her hand before reporting,
0.88, it’s 0.12 away from the saturation value.

Tan Bengbeng’s reaction was already pretty quick and there was no sign of her having zoned out at all. Her professionalism as a doctor was still evident.
However, there was an obvious change in her aura.
Others probably could not tell, but who was Qi Yan?


He was someone who cared about her more than she cared about herself. Hearing her report, his hand froze for a moment and he cast a side glance at her.

What’s wrong? You don’t feel well? Do you want to rest for a while?

This was probably the first time Qi Yan had been distracted by something else in the laboratory.
Receiving his look of worry, her heart almost beat out of her chest for a moment.
She suddenly understood why he had not allowed her to enter the laboratory previously when he was doing experiments.
She could help him with other things, but only he could control his own emotions… Yet, when she was around, he couldn’t control them…
Tan Bengbeng’s eyes glistened and she suddenly placed the equipment in her hand in front of him.

I’m fine. I’ll go outside to wait for you first. You can finish experimenting in peace before coming out.


Bengbeng…

Qi Yan’s brows were furrowed as he was about to say something, but Tan Bengbeng suddenly reached out to cover his mouth.


She could feel the warmth of his soft lips pressing against her palm.
Her ears started to turn beetroot.
Taking in a deep breath, she composed herself before remarking in a serious manner,
I’ll affect you if I stay here. The elderly head’s illness has dragged on for too long already, Mo Yongheng probably had no choice but to carry out such a plan and get us to find a medicine that can cure the elderly head’s illness…

Tan Bengbeng hesitated for a moment before continuing,

I haven’t told you this before. I met the elderly head when I was a child. He was a very strict but affectionate elderly. However, he only expressed affection when he saw his grandchildren. Not only towards his youngest granddaughter Xiao Mumu but also a young girl like me who had no blood relations with the Mo Family at all. He would smile at me and give me sweets when no one was noticing. He called me Xiao Bengbeng.

The Mo Family’s elderly head was a legendary figure who was also one who enjoyed having the accompaniment of his family.
Tan Bengbeng’s grandfather had passed away early, so from her memory, Mo Chengxian was her grandfather.
Even if Nian Xiaomu wasn’t around, she still hoped that the elderly would get better soon.
Would he… understand?
After she finished speaking, Tan Bengbeng let go of Qi Yan’s hand lightly.


Biting her lip rather nervously, she muttered,
Qi Yan, can I ask of you to concoct the medicine for the elderly head as soon as possible?

Hearing this, Qi Yan kept any sign of nonchalance on his face.
His pair of duo-toned, devilish eyes emitted a seriousness which was rarely seen and his thin lips parted slightly.

I’ll try my best, but more haste means less speed. You should know that. I’m not trying to delay progress. Since you’ve already asked, I’ll stay up all night and not eat, just to concoct the medicine within two days. But, there’s one thing…

Qi Yan’s hand reached out to her face and his fingers paused at the corner of her eye.
His tone was rather gloomy as he spoke.

In the future, you’re not to cry for anyone else!


…

Tan Bengbeng took rather rigid steps out of the laboratory.
Turning back to look at the automatic door which was slowly closing, what flashed before her eyes was the scene of Qi Yan touching the corner of her eye and warning her not to cry for anyone else.


How could he be this confident even when he was threatening others?
What was even scarier was that her heart was beating extremely fast, like there was something gradually losing control…