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"Shao Jiang." Vice-Yuan Sun called at the end of the aisle.

Jiang Zhi passed the infusion stand.

The two entered the office together, and Vice-Chancellor Sun said, "The results from the laboratory are here."

"Find a way?"

He shook his head: "After many tests, it doesn't work. Once the blood is separated, the composition changes immediately. The acidity and potassium ions increase too fast. The validity period can only last for five days. After five days, it cannot be used as bank blood."

Generally speaking, by adding appropriate anticoagulants and nutrients required for cell metabolism, and controlling the temperature within a certain range, whole blood and red blood cells can be stored for about 30 days.

No matter what conditions are set, it can only be stored for five days, which is too abnormal.

"Let the laboratory continue research until a solution is found."

Vice Yuan Sun understood. After thinking a little bit, he asked, "That blood sample is Miss Zhou--"

Jiang Zhi interrupted, warning: "Don't bother about what I didn't tell you."

His eyes were cold, like peach blossoms covered with snow.

Vice-yuan Sun nodded and stopped asking.

Jiang Zhi walked to the door and asked again: "The data and samples will be destroyed after the experiment is over, and they must not be circulated."

"understand."

When Jiang Zhi arrived at Fang Ideal's home, Zhou Xufang was learning yoga with his teacher.

When she heard the sound, she turned her head, she was very happy to see him, stood up and waved at him: "Jianzhi."

The Lao Fang’s guest room was changed into a yoga room, with mirrors on all four walls, which looked like that.

Jiang Zhi was at the door, did not go in, and whispered: "Sit down."

Zhou Xufang sat back on the yoga mat obediently and continued with the teacher's rhythm.

Xue Baoyi was also in Lao Zhang's house. After answering the phone on the balcony, she came in, and saw a man at the door: "I heard the ideal, Zhou Xufang was pregnant."

"Yeah." Jiang Zhi looked at Zhou Xufang, and then at Zhou Xufang in the mirror.

Xue Baoyi became curious, half inquisitive and half joke: "Why are you pregnant, aren't you sterile?"

"Just take care."

Not only did he accept it if he didn't see it well, he had to take it seriously, and ridiculed: "Brother Zhi, did you go to the doctor secretly without telling us? Which hospital has good technology."

Running the train on the lips, there is something in the words.

He was very curious about why Jiang Zhi was infertile, how he was infertile specifically, what was wrong or what was wrong.

The peach blossom in Jiang Zhi's eyes was covered with frost, with a bit of piercing meaning: "Is it itchy?"

Annoyed into anger.

Surely it won't work.

Xue Baoyi put his hand to his mouth and made a sealing gesture, not to shave his buddies. He said seriously: "My wife's posture is really beautiful."

Fang Ideal grabbed his right ankle with his right hand, stood on one foot, leaning forward, staggering.

Zhou Xufang, who is next to him, is doing the same yoga exercise, with a very steady footing, like an old monk entering concentration, not moving, his face is serious and serious.

Jiang Zhi looked in his glasses: "Zhou Xufang's movements are more standard."

Comparison?

Or show off?

Oh, his **** desire to win.

Xue Baoyi glanced at Jiang Zhi from the corner of her eye, provoking: "My wife is invincible in flexibility."

Jiang Zhi didn't even return his eyes: "Zhou Xufang has a better sense of balance."

Xue Baoyi was not convinced: "My wife stretched her hand straighter."

"Zhou Xufang stands firmer."

"My wife's belly is bigger."

"Zhou Xu spins longer legs."

The Lao Fang who couldn't talk the whole time "..."

Two childish ghosts!

At the end of the half-hour yoga class, Zhou Xufang got sweaty and wiped it with a paper towel casually, with paper still on his face, and ran to Jiang Zhi, "Didn't you say you can't come today?"

Jiang Zhi got rid of the confetti from her face: "I'm here if I miss you."

Zhou Xufang's already red face became even redder after the exercise.

He leaned close to kiss her.

She bounced off immediately: "Someone is here."

Da Fang and Xiao Fang were behind, quietly looking at her and Jiang Zhi.

"Go back to our house." Jiang Wei took her out.

Zhou Xufang couldn't live in Fang Ideal's house, but bought a second-hand house opposite.

After entering the house, she went to the kitchen: "There is sour plum soup made by ideal father in the refrigerator. I will bring it to you."

Jiang Zhi pulled her into his arms and held her.

He seems to be in a bad mood.

Zhou Xufang raised his head, his forehead just reached the height of his chin: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhi said sorrowfully: "The laboratory gave a reply."

"It's not going well, is it?"

"Yeah." He said in a lost tone, "After your blood is separated from the body, the composition will change. The critical value of the validity period is five days. For the time being, no way to save it for a long time has been found."

Not being able to transfuse a large amount of other people's blood, and not to draw her own blood, this problem is still a hidden danger.

Zhou Xufang was not surprised at all. He was calm: "I guessed the result. Su Dingzhi and his son have been looking for me for these years, which means that they can't keep my blood samples for a long time, so I still need this. Experimental product."

Jiang Zhi frowned, and his beautiful eyes were gloomy, like a layer of mist in the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, and there was no light in the mist.

Zhou Xufang saw his brows frowning, and comforted him: "It's not bad news. It can be stored for five days. You can prepare blood before giving birth. I have checked on the Internet. Many pregnant women with panda blood will prepare themselves. blood."

She treats herself as panda blood.

Jiang Zhi was still worried: "What if it's premature? You can't get blood every day."

"..."

Zhou Xufang couldn't find words to comfort him, he was too green.

"Don't think badly."

Jiang Zhi buried his head on her shoulder, just couldn't help but think badly.

Jiang Zhi spent the night here, and at breakfast the next day, Lao Fang said that he was going to the temple in the morning to pray for Xiao Fang and Xiao Fang.

Xue Baoyi immediately said to the old husband: "I will go too." Turning to ask Jiang Zhi, "Brother Zhi, are you going?"

Jiang Zhi finished eating, eating at Zhou Xufang, who had a bad appetite: "I don't believe in Buddha."

Saying that, I didn't go with it.

Because the temple burns incense and there are chemicals in the spices and woods, excessive inhalation will be bad for pregnant women. Zhou Xufang and Fang Ideal did not go up, and the two waited below.

It took about thirty or forty minutes before Jiang Zhi and the others went down the mountain. A group of five people drove two cars. Lao Fang and Fang Ideal were in Xue Baoyi's car.

On the way, Fang Ideal sighed: "I didn't expect Jiang Zhi to believe this?"

Lao Fang has good driving skills and was driving without speaking.

Xue Baoyi took a mouth: "He said he didn't believe it, but he kneeled more seriously than anyone in the temple just now, and worshiped more than anyone."

Fang Ideal stared at death: "What about you?"

Xue Baoyi's desire to survive is very strong: "I am also serious." He held her hand on his knees, and said in a tone like a little daughter-in-law, "You feel swollen on your knees."

Jiang Zhi's car is behind.

Zhou Xufang was sitting in the back seat. After she became pregnant, Jiang Zhi would not let her sit in the co-pilot. He even had a seat belt in the back seat.

Zhou Xufang asked him: "Have you made a wish?"

"Ok."

"What wish did you make?"

He looked at the road, the car drove very slowly: "Can't tell."

The mobile phone in Zhou Xufang's bag rang, and Fang Ideal sent over WeChat.

"Xue Baoyi said that ninety-nine steps were built in front of the Buddhist hall. Most of the pilgrims who went to pray were walking up. Only a few people knelt and bowed one step at a time."

Zhou Xufang put down the phone after reading the news, leaned forward, and saw Jiang Zhi's knees, and there was still dust on his black pants.

One step, one kneel, one bow.

Jiang Zhiqi's wish must be related to her.

As the car drove into the community, Jiang Zhi parked the car next to him and answered a phone call.

"Shao Jiang, Ming Dong from Baide has replied to us."

Jiang Zhi said, "Wait when I go back to the company." He hung up the phone and said to Zhou Xufang, "I have business to deal with. I won't go upstairs. Call me if I have anything to do."

"it is good."

Zhou Xufang unfastened her seat belt and got out of the car. Fang Ideal was still waiting for her at the front door.

Jiang Zhi didn't leave immediately. He sat in the car and watched her walk to the door of the building before closing the window: "I'm leaving."

"Jianzhi."

She ran back again.

Jiang Zhi rolled down the car window.

She got her head in and kissed him on the cheek: "Drive carefully."

"Ok."

He knelt a hundred and three times in Qianling Temple, and only made one wish: May Zhou Xufang be safe for his life.

He didn't dare to be too greedy, so he didn't even mention the child.