Chapter 1187
"No." Zoya said, "At least I haven't seen it before. It has never happened on the market. If it did, it was probably developed recently by someone who had not been certified to be used for clinical medical practice."
Chloe didn't say anything. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed and he seemed to be thinking about something.
After a while, he said, "I'd like to ask some of my peers to give it a try. Let's see if anyone has ever seen this kind of chemical drug. If Miss Zhan finds anything, please let me know."
"Okay, I'll check it out." Zoya nodded. "Have you told Aman about this news, Doctor Chen?"
"I told Mr. Lu that I found something else in Nangong blood yesterday. I'll report it to him after the second test is confirined."
"Then why did you tell Aman?"
"Tell me the truth," said Stingham as he added, "for example, what kind of substance is there in her blood. As for whether she's still alive or not, if there's no certainty, I won't come to a conclusion so easily."
Zoya nodded.
After returning to the Happy Community, Ragib did not come over. Once they were together, Ragib already had the keys to her apartment. He could come over anytime.
Sitting on the sofa, Zoya sighed. "Alas."
He took out his phone.
She paused for a while and put it down again. She was too ashamed to call him.
In the end, it was still 'business management'. As for Nangong matter, he sent back a message. [To confirm with Nangong slightly different blood tests contained some unknown chemical micro matter, and it might be for this reason that stopped her blood from solidifying after death.]
After throwing down the phone, Zoya went to open the refrigerator and prepared for cooking, "There are still so many dishes. Yesterday I clearly said that I would make a big meal today. If you don't come, I'll treat you like a bird. I'll enjoy a big meal alone."
In the end, she used the ingredients in the refrigerator to cook a table full of anger, and ate the plug-in all by herself.
In the evening, Zoya lay on the couch, touching her round belly. She was full. "Phew, I'm so full. As the saying goes, if you have a boyfriend, you can give him everything you don't like. But if you don't have a boyfriend, it's all mine. Ha, ha, ha!"
She laughed out loud, looking like she had taken all the delicacies for herself.
But as she smiled, her heart was empty again, and the corner of her lips fell again.
"Kick..." Her cell phone rang. It was an extremely beautiful, European classic song.
Zoya turned her head and looked at her phone. As she listened to the husky voice of the singer, she suddenly realized that this was not a very auspicious song that she had been in love with.
Wasn't the last dance about to break up? What the f**k!
Zoya picked up the phone and picked up the phone angrily. "Hello!"
"Are you having explosives?" Mrs. Zhan's voice came from the other end of the line. "Are you talking to your mother like that?"
"Mom, what's the matter?" Zoya asked in annoyance. "You don't have to call me often at night."
"Oh, you usually say that you are busy in the military area during the day, but you also say that don't call at night. It seems that we don't need to contact each other anymore, right?" Mrs. Zhan said, "You are a good person. Be good and talk to me."
Zoya rolled her eyes. "Do you think I don't know what you're trying to say?"
"Your father asked again, did you and Ragib make a decision?" Madam Zhan asked.
"Decided what?"
"What else? Your marriage with Ragib," Madam Zhan said. "Your father is already very busy with his military affairs. Is it okay if you don't let him worry about your marriage?"
"Hmph, isn't be still having his own daughter to seduce me? Isn't it fine for him to let his own daughter marry me?"
"Zoya." Mrs. Zhan interrupted her. "Don't talk like that. She's not your biological daughter. Although you and Zhan got into some trouble last time, you're a family after all. Don't talk about it anymore."
"Okay." Zoya waved her hand. "Mom, I'm a family, and I'm a family with Commander Zhan. But I'm never yours!"
"You..." Mrs. Zhan was anxious. She suppressed her anger and said, "Alright, let's not talk about Zhan first. Tell me about you and Ragib. When exactly are you going to do this?"
Zoya snorted, "My dad is not in a hurry. Mom, why are you so anxious to marry me off?"
"How can you not be anxious? You two are comrades-in-arms in the capital. They are married. Look at Young Madam and Aman. They have three couples and three children. Look at the other family..." Mrs. Zhan praised them one by one. "Zoya, you are young. How can we not be anxious? I told you that when you get married and have children after 30, you will be a maternity mother at an old age, and your life will be in danger."
"Hey, it's not over yet, is it?" Zoya threw a pillow beside her and sat up on fire. "I have to get married, and I haven't even gotten married yet. You're planning to let me have a baby?
This is a big thing in my life, okay? What do you care about? I've been engaged to Ragib according to your wishes last time. Do you want us to be your puppets? Do you want to control our lives?"
"How can you say that?" Mrs. Zhan said, "Mom cares about you. I only have you as my daughter. I don't care about your marriage. Why should you and Ragib keep playing with each other?"
Zoya's eyes widened. "What? Playing..."
"Men are different from women. It doesn't matter if a man is older. After three years, he will be regarded as a leftover woman." Zhan's Prudent wife tried to persuade him.
Zoya tried to control herself. "Do you also think that women should get married as soon as they grow older? They are worthless. Don't say that I don't have such a old-fashioned mother!"
"Zoya, you're the best in mother's eyes." Mrs. Zhan said, "but it's difficult to block the eyes of the secular world."
"I don't care how others talk about it." Zoya said fiercely, "I'm in charge of my business. It's none of my business how others see it!"
"Be gentle." Mrs. Zhan, who paid attention to her manners, shouted, "How can you speak like that?"
Zoya opened her eyes.
In the end, Mrs. Zhan said, "I'm not urging you. I just want to see you have a home. If a man really loves a woman, he will definitely marry her. Do you understand what I mean?"
Zoya's mood sank again when she thought of Ragib.
He said that they would never have to get married.
"We have also contacted the Ragib family." Mrs. Zhan said, "The Ragib family said that they are also doing the thoughts of Ragib, but I heard that he often doesn't answer the phone calls from his family. You should stay with him and talk about the future. The two of you can't go on like that. If he really loves you, he will marry you."
Zoya did not speak for a long time. In the end, Mrs. Zhan took the initiative to hang up the phone.
"Ah!" "Alas!" "Alas!"
She lay down again and looked at the bright sky outside the balcony.
In the starry sky, the night in Michael was always so bright, just like this prosperous city.
Zoya turned on the TV in the living room with remote control, and the voice came out from inside-
"Next, we are going to interview Madam. This is the first time that she has received an interview with the media. Before her wedding with Aman, she has accepted an exclusive interview of the rapporteurs. What is the reason? Let's pay attention to..."
Chloe's interview with "Coussing" the other day was on the TV station. The play time was up.
Listening to the voice of Chloe and the editor-in-chief who had interviewed her, Zoya slowly lowered her eyes. Sometimes, she really envied Chloe, because when Chloe was not ready, at the age of 19, there was a man who was worthy of being entrusted with his life to marry her. She no longer had to think about her life's affairs...
However, such a good opportunity and fate were hard to come by. How many women had such good luck?
When she got up the next day, she looked at her cell phone again.
There was not a single text or phone call left.
Zoya felt a slight chill in her heart. She felt cold and violent, as if she had been left out.
Finally, she sat up angrily and said, "F*ck! If you don't contact me, I won't contact you. You don't have me and I don't have you!"
Cursing a word, she ran to the bathroom to wash up.
Chloe called and said, "Director, are you here today to have breakfast? I'll prepare it for you."
"Okay, I'm sorry." Zoya was going to take advantage of the holiday to work hard and make a lot of money with the popularity of Chloe and Aman's news recently. "I'll go over right away and prepare breakfast and coffee."
"Okay, Director."
After hanging up the phone, Zoya was going out with her bag when another call came. It was from the affiliated hospital of the military university in City.
"Hello?" She put on her shoes and frowned.
"Director Zhan, what's up?"
She had stayed in the Military Region for three years. She was also in contact with some military hospitals in City. She would have communications with those hospitals. Zoya was the one who often went to the military area.
"Miss Zhan, may I ask if you have time today?" Dean Zhan, the attending physician of the bone surgery on the phone, said in a very urgent voice, "A few comrades from the Military District came here. They were seriously injured during the training. We have to start the operation immediately. Several doctors in the hospital have gone abroad to discuss and decide on this. They don't have enough staff. Can you come over and help us..."
"Ah?" Zoya thought about it. Her life was at stake and she had no time to consider if she was on vacation. "Okay, okay, okay. I'll be right there."
Hanging up the phone, Zoya called again. "Lil', I have something urgent to do. I won't go to the newspaper office first. You don't have to help me prepare breakfast."
He hung up the phone again and drove straight to the military hospital.
Ragib came to Happy Community in the morning. He parked his car outside the community for a long time and hesitated for a long time. He did not know how long he had been holding his mobile phone, but he did not call Zoya in the end.
The two guards came this time. The guard's car was following behind Ragib. Seeing Ragib's car in front of them motionless, the two guards started to discuss inside the car.
"Young Master... Oh no, what's wrong with the Major General? Is he still going in or not?"
"Looks like he's having a quarrel with Miss Zhan on the eighth floor again. He's having a quarrel!"
"What's there to quarrel about? Why didn't you end up losing your friendship in one shot? Why did you do that... Hey, why did you hit me?"
"Don't let the Major General hear what you said. The two of them are so noisy that it sounds like a joke between couples. Don't waste it. The general said that we should just follow the Major General."
In the front car, Ragib was silent for a while, and finally stepped on the gas and went straight into the community.
After arriving in front of Zoya's apartment, without even knocking on the door, Ragib took out the key and opened the door.
As soon as he pushed the door open, he said, "I am generous and tolerant. As long as you are willing to admit your mistake, we can..." Looking at the empty hall, he stopped and walked in. He checked every room and looked around the bathroom and balcony. Hey, no one.
"Since he isn't here." He felt confused and a little hungry. He received a report from the border army in the morning. He hadn't had breakfast, but unconsciously drove to the Happy Community.
He turned on the frost and found that there were only a few cold leftovers, which were accompanied by the white cold air of the refrigerator..
Ragib suddenly remembered that he had asked Zoya to prepare a big meal for him yesterday. He was so busy that he forgot about it again.
After a while, she clutched the refrigerator's door handle tightly.
Peng!
He shut the door
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