DQ Underground Laboratory.

Qi Mingye passed through the dark passage all the way and entered the experimental cabin.

"Master."

As soon as Zeo saw the Qi night descending like an emperor, he immediately greeted him respectfully.

Qi Mingye narrowed his eyes, and did not wear a mask on his demonic face, but went straight into his office.

Fu Chen stood outside the door.

Zeo hesitated for a second and stepped into Qi Mingye's office.

"How's she doing?"

Qi Mingye stood in front of his desk in a black suit, facing the door with his back, Zeo couldn't see the look on his face, he could only feel the cold aura emanating from his body, and he couldn't help but worry.

"It's not very good."

Zeo pondered his words, carefully paying attention to Qi Mingye's reaction.

"What did you say?"

Zeo's words fell, and Qi Mingye immediately turned around, his unruly face was a little angry, and his sharp eyes swept towards Zeo.

"What else is the reason?"

In the DQ lab, the ghost doctor DQ is the leader, but the others are not straw bales who can't do anything.

On the contrary, as long as there is a need, everyone here is a medical talent who can take charge of himself.

Although Ji Qingxin's injuries are serious, Qi Mingye has seen them with his own eyes, but they are all flesh wounds, and they should have been healed for so long.

If it's not zeo's malfeasance, it's something else.

"Yes, Miss Ji was injected with a very strange reagent, which would cause the wound to continue to fester, we tried a lot of methods, and successfully cured the injury on her body, but Miss Ji fell into a coma, and her subordinates tried a lot of methods, but they couldn't find the reason."

Qi Ming doesn't ask about the case, that is, Zeo is fully responsible, he has always only asked about the results and not the process, Zeo, as the person in charge of the laboratory, has extraordinary abilities that ordinary people can compare, and it must not be a simple reagent that can give him a headache like this.

Qi Mingye was interested.

With a slight glint in his eyes, Qi Mingye paced to the office chair, Zeo immediately walked up to him respectfully, pulled out the chair for him first, and sat down with a majestic body.

The flawless handsome face reflects the brilliance of Ru porcelain under the incandescent lamp, and the slender fingers tap on the tabletop, once or twice, like a wooden fish in the heart.

Zeo stood nervously in front of Qi Mingye's desk, not daring to make a sound.

"Bring me the treatment and files."

After a long time, Qi Mingye slowly opened his lips.

Zeo was overjoyed, "My subordinates will go right away." ”

Qi Mingye means that he is going to take this case personally, Zeo is at a loss, worried that the task he assigned will be messed up, and now that Qi Mingye has taken action in person, he will die of laughter when he laughs, where dare to hesitate.

Zeo's movements were very fast, and after a while, he carried all the dossiers of Ji Qingxin after entering the DQ laboratory, all the medicines used, the process of treatment and the efficacy......

The dossier is clearly recorded.

"Where is she now?"

Qi Mingye quickly glanced at the file that Zeo had brought in, and asked in a deep voice.

"In the No. 1 experimental cabin, the trauma has basically healed, but the person is still unconscious."

Zeo replied with some concern.

He examined Ji Qingxin, and the reagent she was injected with was not a demon's kiss, but a very similar reagent.

A toxin attack can irritate trauma and cause the wound to fester.

Once the wound has healed, the toxins cannot be excreted through the wound and will accumulate in the body, triggering the patient's coma.

"Find out when the reagent was injected?"

Qi Mingye heard Zeo's explanation, and a dangerous light flashed in his deep eyes.