"Your heart is fine, healthy as a cow." Luo Yirui let go of his pulse, "What, what's wrong?" ”

Since Yan Jingxun asked him so, it means that he feels uncomfortable in his heart, Lao Yan, who has suffered countless injuries, has never seen him take the initiative to let him help take a look.

Yan Jingxun was silent for a moment and said, "The heartbeat is unstable, and sometimes it suddenly accelerates. ”

Arrhythmia?

Luo Yirui raised his eyebrows, judging from the pulse, it was very steady, if there was a problem in this regard, he could feel it.

"Are there any other symptoms?"

"Nope."

"When will it suddenly speed up?"

After Luo Yirui asked, he found that Yan Jingxun was silent again, and raised his head, his face was still cold, but his eyes were thoughtful.

Then, he looked over, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I also found out later, and I will have this symptom when I come into contact with a person." ”

Luo Yirui paused, blinked his eyes, and raised his head, "You describe it specifically." ”

Yan Jingxun doesn't talk much, it doesn't mean that he can't speak, but at the moment he doesn't know how to describe it, he always feels that the biggest problem is still on himself, and it has nothing to do with impostors.

Silence again......

Luo Yirui was not in a hurry, picked up the wine glass and took a shallow sip, and then listened to him.

"When you see him, or when you have some close contact with him, you have this change in your heart."

Luo Yirui's wine glass shook and spilled a little wine, but he didn't realize it, looked up at Yan Jingxun, and his eyes flashed.

Yan Jingxun realized that it might be inappropriate to say this, and added, "He was able to influence me, probably because of some physical contact before. ”

Luo Yirui looked at him steadily, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Yan Jingxun didn't notice this, he was stared at, and seeing that there was no smile on his face, he frowned and said, "Is it serious?" ”

Luo Yirui nodded with a smile and said, "Your situation is just the beginning. ”

Yan Jingxun knew Luo Yirui's identity and was convinced of his words, and asked, "You mean, it will continue to get worse?" ”

"Definitely."

Hearing Luo Yirui's determined tone, Yan Jingxun's brows tightened, "Is this a heart attack?" You can't control it? ”

Luo Yirui sighed, and said lightly: "My mother can't control your 'disease'. ”

Can't that lady?!

Yan Jingxun sighed softly after listening.

That lady is an authority in the industry, if even that lady can't do anything, it's basically hopeless, and he doesn't need to think too much, but he can use this opportunity to persuade the old man to let him go to peacekeeping.

After Luo Yirui finished speaking, he stared at his iceberg face, and when he saw him breathe a sigh of relief, he shrugged his shoulders, "You don't even have the idea of struggling?" ”

Yan Jingxun said lightly: "Mrs. Pei can't be cured, can anyone else do it?" ”

"But I didn't say you'd die."

"Although I don't know how to heal, my heart problems basically end up dying."

Luo Yirui put one hand under his nose, coughed lightly, forced down the corners of his mouth that were about to rise, and changed the topic: "By the way, what physical contact did you just say?" ”

Yan Jingxun pursed his lips, and he wouldn't say what kind of physical contact he had when he was killed.

"It's normal to have physical contact when you're training."

As soon as Luo Yirui took a sip of wine, he squirted it out directly, his eyes widened, "You wait, when you just said training?" ”