mtl008 Chapter 653 is caused by a virus.
Chapter 653 is caused by a virus.
In the laboratory.
The cold metal instruments and the flashing electronic screens form the main color scheme.
The distinctive smell of disinfectant and culture medium solution slowly diffused into the air.
However, unlike the tense atmosphere of the past, the research room was filled with a rare sense of ease and comfort.
Several researchers in white lab coats were gathered together, chatting and laughing in hushed tones.
Since Jiang Mo developed "Zhong Qing", Fan Qianqian has never bothered him again.
They haven't assigned any more important tasks.
Everyone clocks in on time, wages are paid as usual, and benefits remain the same.
But there was not much work involved.
There's simply no life more pleasant than this.
"Dr. Jiang, we really owe you a lot this time."
"Yes, if you hadn't completed the virus research and development, we would probably still be working non-stop right now."
"Dr. Jiang, you are a great contributor to our team!"
"Ah."
Jiang Mo was not good at these kinds of social niceties.
He stood in the corner, his face showing no joy.
He was completely focused on cell slices under the microscope, trying to develop an antidote for "Zhongqing".
However, my memory is not as focused as before.
His mind was constantly filled with images of Fan Qianqian and the little moments he shared with her.
"It's the effect of the virus..."
Jiang silently recited, trying to suppress the growing emotions with reason.
It was the specific pheromones and the pathogenic mechanism that made him develop feelings for Fan Qianqian.
He didn't really like her.
No matter how much he tried to calm himself down, Jiang Mo couldn't.
He irritably put down his tools and turned to walk to the lab rat cage by the wall.
The mice in the cage were experimental subjects for viruses.
At this moment, they are pacing around on the bedding, looking very restless.
Jiang Mo knew the reason.
He took out a small can of special feed and put it into the feeding trough.
The feed contained trace amounts of pheromones extracted from Fan Qianqian's everyday items.
The next second, the mice that were originally tense and in pain rushed over.
They began to nibble at the feed in small, almost reverent bites.
Jiang Mo watched quietly through the transparent cage wall.
A hint of self-mockery flickered in the depths of his eyes behind the glasses.
He felt that he was no different from these white mice.
He too was controlled by an invisible force, yearning for that little bit of "poison" that could calm him down.
At that moment, the laboratory's automatic door slid open silently.
"Everyone has worked hard these past few days, I brought some coffee." A cheerful voice rang out.
Fan Qianqian walked in with a big smile on her face, wearing seven-centimeter high heels.
After injecting Gu Sili with the virus, she returned to China.
There's nothing else going on right now, just waiting for Gu Sili to come back.
So, on a whim today, I decided to come and take a look at the lab.
The woman wore a sharply tailored black business suit, her skin was as white as snow, and she exuded an imposing aura.
The assistant behind him was distributing steaming cups of coffee from a well-known brand to everyone.
"Thank you, Dr. Fan!"
"Dr. Fan, you're too kind!"
The room was filled with expressions of gratitude, and the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.
Only Jiang Mo stiffened almost imperceptibly the moment Fan Qianqian entered.
He instinctively took another step back, hiding himself even deeper in the shadow cast by the instrument.
But the man's gaze was drawn to her like a magnet, uncontrollably following Fan Qianqian's figure.
This virus is completely beyond human control; it's truly torturous...
Jiang Mo thought bitterly to himself.
Fan Qianqian clearly noticed his gaze.
Remembering that Jiang Mo had also been injected with the virus "Zhongqing," she stretched out her finger and gently beckoned to the man: "Jiang Mo, come here."
The woman's voice was not loud, but it possessed a strange magic.
Jiang Mo felt as if his feet had gained their own will, completely disobeying his brain, and he walked out of the shadows step by step.
He walked past the colleagues surrounding Fan Qianqian and came to her.
Fan Qianqian watched the man approach with a calm and composed expression, her face still bearing an ambiguous smile.
Her gaze lingered on the man's handsome but slightly pale face.
Finally, the focus is on his slightly pursed thin lips.
"Dr. Jiang, you've been working so hard lately, and it breaks my heart to see you like this..."
As Fan Qianqian spoke, she leaned forward, getting closer to the man, "I'll give you a reward, do you want one?"
She placed her hand on Jiang Mo's shoulder, then slowly closed the distance between them...
The woman's cool yet alluring perfume wafted into Jiang Mo's nostrils.
His breathing suddenly became rapid, and his heart pounded like a drum in his ears.
Jiang Mo could feel his cheeks burning, and his Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.
Even the hands hanging at their sides unconsciously clenched.
A strong urge to pull Fan Qianqian into his arms surged within him like wildfire.
"What is Dr. Fan's reward?"
Jiang Mo couldn't help but move closer and closer.
Just as their lips were about to touch...
"Ah."
Fan Qianqian suddenly let out a soft snort.
She suddenly reached out and shoved the man away without any mercy!
Caught off guard, Jiang Mo staggered back two steps.
He looked at Fan Qianqian in astonishment, his face still showing lingering emotion.
"Hahaha……"
Looking at Jiang Mo's bewildered yet longing expression, Fan Qianqian laughed triumphantly, as if she had seen something extremely amusing. "Jiang Mo, you look so funny! Hahaha, like a pitiful dog."
"..."
Jiang Mo looked at Fan Qianqian, but couldn't feel a trace of anger in his heart.
Instead, a profound sense of regret gripped him.
Just a little bit.
He was just a hair's breadth away from touching her.
But the next second, Jiang Mo came to his senses:
Do not!
He wasn't really regretful.
It's not that I really crave it.
It's not that I actually like her!
He was only infected with the virus because of that!
But then again.
Having gone through the process of studying all the way from a rural area to earning a doctorate, my willpower is much stronger than that of the average person.
Such strong willpower, yet easily affected by the virus.
If Gu Sili were to meet Fan Qianqian, he would probably fall hopelessly in love with her, wouldn't he?
In fact, he might do many absurd things that he would never have done before, all for her sake.
This speculation sent chills down Jiang Mo's spine.
He turned around abruptly, almost fleeing, and returned to his lab bench.
The man picked up the cold equipment again, forcing himself to focus all his attention on developing the antidote.
We must never become puppets of the virus!
Jiang Mo repeatedly reminded herself to build a fragile defense line with her work.
Fan Qianqian, having tricked Jiang Mo, felt increasingly pleased.
She turned and left the laboratory, satisfied.
Just as she stepped out the door, a gentle female voice, filled with surprise, called out to her: "Dr. Fan!"