Chapter 3

She felt a bit ashamed, leaning against the doorframe to watch him. His arms were long and strong, rising and falling in the pure white foam, gentle yet somewhat lonely

That was the spark that led to the rupture

He pressed his entire body down, pinning her firmly to the bed, his eyes bloodshot: "Do you dare to go?"

Several young girls could not pull him away; she collapsed in his trembling, constricting embrace, giving up the struggle. She cried out: "Jian, I am your mother... Who feels more pain than I do..."

The disinfectant in the hospital has a strong odor. Looking through the glass door, she is leaning against the hospital bed reading a book, her complexion pale

He was about to explode, taking a few deep breaths: "Jing Shi, what time is it? Can't you just not worry about these matters?"

Thirty-six hours without sleep or rest, with a tense spirit, standing in front of a high radiation source, nearly exhausting the body, is there a next time

Seeing his expression grow increasingly grim, Professor Ding hurriedly interrupted, "Well, Professor Chen, Xiao Jing has been with us in the laboratory for many years, and she has gotten along very well with us. When something happened to her, it felt as if something had happened to my own daughter. We truly... I am very sorry, very sorry. You are still young, and next time we will definitely take good care of Xiao Jing..."

He pushed the door open and entered; the nurse had just finished changing her dressings and quietly exited.

In fact, he never struck her. It was she who was harming herself, with each cut and blade, blood flowing profusely

With a forceful throw, the book was hurled to the ground, each word pronounced with a chilling clarity: "Jing Shi, think about it, what does that basin of blood taken out of the operating room just now mean, what do I mean, and what does your life mean?"

Whether or not he had said these words, she had already made such plans... A break was inevitable, and he was rather a catalyst for it

He hated seeing her expression, so indifferent as if the world meant nothing to her. Twelve weeks pregnant, yet she was unaware, still moving about in a high-radiation laboratory, ultimately causing a miscarriage... What else was there in her eyes?

It is rare for two esteemed professors to face questioning in such a manner, and they humbly explained: "Professor Chen, please do not be anxious. We are also very distressed by this incident. It is just that Xiao Jing... she is lively and energetic, and we never expected that she would..."

He snatched the copy of "Jane Eyre" from her hands, and a page of experimental report analysis fell out from the book

Jing Shi quietly looked at him, and even gave him a slight smile: "You are here, Ji An?"

She murmured, "So we don't have any children either"

Her gaze is clear yet stubborn, clearly indicating her unwillingness to compromise

The words were not finished. Because he lost his reason and lunged forward, the good-natured gentleman he had always been was driven into a corner by her, his decorum and composure shattered, yet the most thoroughly broken was his heart

He lifted her up and threw her back onto the bed, causing her to pull at her wound, which made her grit her teeth in pain. If she couldn't endure this, how could she withstand it in the laboratory?

Jing Shi, you are too young. Eight years cannot be compared to a lifetime.

His hand trembled slightly, and he furrowed his brows: "There was originally one..."

He turned to the several professors behind him, forcibly suppressing his anger: "Professor Wang, Professor Ding, how can Jing Shi enter such a dangerous laboratory when he is unwell?"

A desire for a slightly more extraordinary life, even this is but a fantasy

His hand pressed down hard on her shoulder, almost crushing her. His gaze was icy as he said, "Either behave yourself or we will get a divorce"

He cannot listen at all, not even a bit. Is there going to be a next time

He wore a helpless smile on his face as he began to wash the dishes: "Jing Shi, I am older than you."

She struggled and kicked desperately, biting down on his arm, blood flowing profusely. Several nurses burst through the door, screaming as they tried to separate the two: "This is madness, stop fighting now!"

He smiled, and the dishwater splashed everywhere; he hurriedly turned off the faucet: "Isn't there someone who can endure it?" implying himself, and surprisingly, a hint of pride emerged in his words

Who knows that she pulled out the needle without hesitation, tossing it onto the shelf, with a loud snap, blood oozing out and staining her hands, as if she were completely unaware, "Today is the most critical part, it is life-threatening! I can't hold on any longer..."

A deep sorrow suddenly appeared in her eyes, and she took a few deep breaths, still speaking softly: "Jian, you do not know, 'Jiaoyang' has been running for eight years, and it has not been easy for anyone. Three years ago, Teacher Lu was infected and passed away; last year, Vice Dean Qin died suddenly on the job for it... It is the meaning of all of us. Jiaoyang is the most important human experiment I have participated in throughout, a life-affecting experiment; how many eights can one have in life? Even if it costs me my life, I am willing..." Jiaoyang is the most important human experiment I have participated in throughout, a life-affecting experiment; how many eights can one have in life? Even if it costs me my life, I am willing..."

She lowered her head and said, "I am so wild."