The Rest Of My Life Is For You

Qi Yan wasn't joking.

He had really thought of an idea.

After having drawn countless circles on the ground to curse Nian Xiaomu, he had actually thought of a way to save Nian Xiaomu's grandfather.

Qi Yan thought that not only must Tan Bengbeng have been indebted to Nian Xiaomu her previous life, he probably owed her his past life too.

Once he entered the laboratory, Qi Yan kept any form of expression off his face.

He had changed into the aseptic laboratory suit, and the gold-rimmed spectacles he originally wore were now replaced by a special pair of observation glasses.

Looking at Tan Bengbeng behind him, who had also changed into the aseptic laboratory suit, he instructed her to help prepare the ingredients needed.

This was the first time Qi Yan had allowed someone with him while doing an experiment in his laboratory.

The moment she saw the laboratory before her, Tan Bengbeng was in for a huge shock.

She had always known that there was a secret chamber somewhere in his room.

But, never did it occur to her that the secret chamber would be this huge!

Not only was it huge, but it was also filled with sophisticated equipment. She could recognize that it was all the most advanced medical equipment.

She looked at the computers, phones and surveillance camera footage that appeared inside once they entered the laboratory…

In Tan Bengbeng's head flashed the scenes where she had asked to borrow a phone from him when she had just been saved by him.

There were so many tools in his laboratory to communicate with the outside world, and he actually dared to lie to her!

Jerk!

Noticing that her expression did not look right, Qi Yan's nerves tightened as he muttered, "Let's get things straight first. If you rake up the past now, I won't save Nian Xiaomu's grandfather anymore!"

"…"

Tan Bengbeng bit her lip and shook her head, expressing that she would not do that.

Qi Yan added, "Not just today, but in the future, you can't do that either!"

"…"

Tan Bengbeng cast a chilly glance at him before nodding with her teeth clenched.

Only then did Qi Yan rest assured and take her further inside the laboratory.

On the experiment table, the pill that Mo Yongheng had passed to them had already been cut into small pieces and placed into various machines to analyze its components.

Tan Bengbeng went forward and looked at the statistical report beside the table, picking it up to read it.

"There is uncertainty in analyzing the components inside the medicine?"

She frowned.

How could that be the case?

Usually, after accurate measurement and analysis by equipment, such cases rarely happened.

"It's because of this." Qi Yan picked up a transparent bag at one corner which contained an herb.

Tan Bengbeng remembered what this kind of herb was.

Back then, in the garden, when he made her help him pick herbs, she had seen a plant that looked exactly like this one. She had even ignorantly asked him what that herb was.

He only vaguely answered that it was exceptionally valuable, which immediately frightened her and made her carry the herb with both hands carefully. Even now, she could remember that scene clearly.

To think that small herb would actually be the crux to concocting the antidote!

"Help me to observe the statistics. I need to try another method and add the herb into the medicine. It can't be lesser or more than the amount I want. If it reaches the saturation value, tell me immediately!"

"Alright!" Tan Bengbeng nodded without hesitation.

She was a doctor and was hence very familiar with all the equipment in his laboratory.

She was completely in sync with Qi Yan.

Qi Yan only gave her that one instruction and started on a new round of the experiment.

This was the first time Tan Bengbeng had seen him work so seriously. He was composed and focused…

Those devilish, narrow eyes of his, as well as the thin lips which were slightly curved upwards, and even his usual annoying and nonchalant attitude, disappeared completely.

In the laboratory, he was the king who made every command and had everything in control at his fingertips.