Chapter 795 You and Su Wan Can’t Have Children

When Jiang Xuecheng heard this, his expression was extremely painful.

His hand holding the sharp knife dropped down little by little, and his whole body was like a wounded beast, struggling.

Seeing that the gun finally left his neck, the high priest breathed a sigh of relief. However, the blood beads still pouring out from his neck made the high priest extremely unhappy.

I almost fell into the hands of a junior today. It's really...

A sarcastic sneer appeared on the high priest's lips.

"Okay, I keep my word. I will send you the poison-making prescription together with the relief medicines later. It depends on your research and development capabilities!"

She looked at Jiang Xuecheng indifferently. Although her neck was dripping with blood, her whole person had an awe-inspiring aura.

"But you have to think clearly. At the beginning, we used countless small animals for experiments, and CHK No. 3 poison took an extremely long time to develop. But Su Wan only had one, and her onset of attack was faster."

"If you want to save her life, don't take such risks and experiment on her!"

"I advise you to marry Tiya first, so that I can regularly supply you with relief medicine, and perhaps a cure will be developed, otherwise..."

The high priest didn't say any more, but his words contained threats.

The Persian cat in the high priest's arms didn't know what his master was talking about, but he vaguely felt that the atmosphere between Jiang Xuecheng and his master was terrible.

The pure white cat shuddered and rested anxiously on the high priest's ankle, its eyes full of curiosity and fear.

Jiang Xuecheng listened silently to the high priest's words, his heart aching.

It was as if there was an invisible hand gripping his heart, causing him so much pain.

Jiang Xuecheng once swore that it would not be anyone else's turn to decide whether to marry Tiya or not. However, he did not expect that the situation has reversed and it has turned out like this overnight!

The high priest looked at Jiang Xuecheng coldly,

"Oh, by the way, I would like to remind you that this virus can be transmitted through blood. I have no control over you and Su Wan being together, but you have to be careful and don't harm yourself."

In fact, this sentence is half true and half false. What is true is that the CHK virus can indeed be transmitted through blood.

But with Jiang Xuecheng's pure dragon blood constitution, there would be no hidden dangers.

Yes, dragon blood has always been the nemesis of the CHK virus. When Su Wan met Ming Ye for the first time, she was given CHK No. 1 poison by Ming Ye.

It's just that the CHK No. 3 virus is much more powerful and cannot be eliminated by drinking dragon's blood like the CHK generation. Instead, a more terrifying method is needed.

There is no radical cure for CHK No. 3, but the cost is extremely high, which is equivalent to exchanging lives for lives.

Looking at the whole world, there are only a few people who can save Su Wan, but Jiang Xuecheng is indeed one of them. Of course, if Su Wan wants to live, Jiang Xuecheng must die.

And it was impossible for the high priest to tell him these things.

There is still a use for her to keep Jiang Xuecheng, and it is impossible to watch Jiang Xuecheng die for Su Wan.

"Of course, since it is transmitted through blood, you must also understand that you and Su Wan are not allowed to have children."

When Jiang Xuecheng heard this, the color on his face finally faded away little by little.

The high priest felt extremely happy when he saw Jiang Xuecheng's struggling and painful expression.

It seemed that the dull pain in his neck had weakened a lot.

"I believe you won't harm a new little life just for your own selfish desires, right? Tsk, that would be a bit too pitiful."

The high priest smiled brightly and gave his last "advice".

"Also, remember my suggestion. Only by marrying Tiya can you protect your sweetheart. Okay, that's all I have to say. I'll have someone send you what you need later."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and glanced at the Persian cat beside her legs. The Persian cat was also very understanding of human nature and quickly climbed up the high priest's wrist.

The high priest caressed the pure white cat in his hand and quickly left with graceful steps. Although there was still blood on his neck, his back was still elegant and graceful.

…

The emperor's study was empty, and soon Jiang Xuecheng was the only one left.

The study door was open, and a cool breeze blew in.

Jiang Xuecheng just lowered his head and looked at the ground dejectedly, but his eyes were stern, full of frightening murderous intent.

If possible, he really wanted to cut off the high priest's throat with the knife in his hand!

He has never hated a person so much as he does now, and wishes he could drink her blood and eat her flesh!

I wish that the high priest's blood would be splattered three feet and he would die on the spot!

"High Priest..."

Jiang Xuecheng's voice was so suppressed that it could hardly be heard.

He collapsed on the ground in pain, his obsidian eyes no longer as cold as before, only blood-like red!

Jiang Xuecheng grabbed the fallen paper on the ground with his hands and tore it into pieces!

It was as if what he tore off was not the paper, but the skin and flesh of the high priest!

…

When the high priest walked out of the emperor's study, he happened to meet Manager Fan walking towards him.

At first glance, Manager Fan only felt that the high priest's steps were elegant. However, after taking a closer look, he immediately noticed the bleeding neck of the high priest.

His heart suddenly jumped to his throat!

"Master Priest, what's wrong with your neck--"

He couldn't help but stepped forward, his eyes full of anxiety.

Although Manager Fan has been married for many years and even has children of his own, he still has an inexplicable admiration for the high priest that he cannot get rid of.

Sometimes when Manager Fan sees the high priest's face, which is more beautiful than that of a girl, he can't help but feel ashamed of himself.

Wrinkles began to appear around his eyes, and his figure was getting worse every year. However, the high priest seemed to never grow old, and time stood still for her.

The high priest glanced at Manager Fan lightly. Manager Fan immediately realized that he was being too eager. His face froze and he immediately took a step back.

"Don't be nervous, my cat caught it."

Scratched by a cat's paw? !

Manager Fan glanced at the bloody neck of the high priest, and his heart trembled.

It was clearly like being injured by a sharp object.

Is this deceiving a three-year-old child? !

The high priest glanced at Manager Fan sternly.

Manager Fan lowered his head in confusion, looked at the innocent-looking Persian cat in the high priest's hand, and finally murmured a suggestion.

"Master Priest, no matter what you do, you should apply some medicine first. If the wound becomes infected, it will not be cured."

The high priest nodded calmly, holding the cat in his hand and walking away gradually.

Manager Fan walked slowly step by step, and when he almost stopped hearing the footsteps of the high priest, he dared to look back.

At the corner of the corridor, the autumn-colored figure can no longer be seen.

Manager Fan sighed and continued walking forward. Suddenly he saw the door of the emperor's study room was open!

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