1747 Let Me Think About ......
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At this time, Wen Hao had already put the person on the hospital bed, and he didn't seem to see anyone in his eyes with all his attention, until Ji Zhong called: "Wen Hao! ”
"Huh?" He looked up suspiciously, understood what Ji Zhong meant, handed a report into the air, pursed his lips and said, "Young Master, this is his blood test, take a look!" ”
After Jian Junxi took it, he glanced at it with a serious face, his sharp cold eyes narrowed slightly, revealing incomprehension.
"I've done dozens of tests, and no matter what medicine is used, he doesn't have the slightest reaction!" Ji Zhong opened his mouth with a dejected expression.
After many years of medical practice, it was the first time that she felt so clueless, and handed her another failed experimental data.
After Jian Junxi took it, a trace of horror flashed under his dark eyes.
As if thinking of something, the right hand holding the paper trembled slightly, and the whole person suddenly seemed to be like a bleak autumn leaf, with a tendency to fall at any time.
Wen Hao and Ji Zhong glanced at each other, and an uneasiness set off a storm in their hearts......
She may not be good at saving people, but with poison, she is definitely more professional than them.
And she looked so flustered......
Wen Hao asked tremblingly, "Shao...... Young master, this poisonous ...... Isn't there no solution? ”
Jian Junxi's thin lips were pursed, he was silent, walked to the side of the bed with a cold face, and stretched out his hand to probe the man's pulse.
glanced at his face, only to find that this person is very familiar, who is it?
She racked her brains and thought about it, and it took more than ten seconds to remember, isn't this the head of the "Death Army", Chen Minfeng?
"Who sent him?" Jian Junxi let go of his hand and pointed at Chen Minfeng and asked suspiciously.
"What's wrong? Don't you know him? Jiang Heng said, they just brought a few people back, all of them were from Chen Minfeng's team......" Wen Hao's dark gaze swept over with a touch of puzzlement.
"Why are they there?" Jian Junxi's dark eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a treacherous and unpredictable coldness.
"I don't know, I just know that they should have gone to the border half a year ago!" Wen Hao explained with a solemn face.
Jian Junxi's jaw line was tight, his thin lips were pursed, and he was silent.
"Young Master......" Wen Hao called softly uneasily.
Jian Junxi didn't seem to hear it, and looked at Chen Minfeng's eyelids and mouth, and checked it up and down
There was a sudden mist in his eyes, and he seemed to be terrified, and his throat rolled unconsciously.
"Young Master, have you ever seen this poison?" Ji Zhong asked thoughtfully.
Jian Junxi's eyes were dull, and he replied lightly: "I heard Master mention ......"
"Then did Mr. Jiang mention a way to detoxify?" There was a touch of joy in Ji Zhong's old eyes, as if he had finally seen hope, and his excited hands were trembling.
Jian Junxi lowered his eyes, walked towards the door, and said, "I forgot, let me think about ......"
Looking at her slightly panicked back, Wen Hao said uneasily: "Master, this poison shouldn't be very easy to solve, otherwise, she wouldn't have shown such a look!" ”
Ji Zhong nodded, and suddenly there was an indescribable panic in his heart.
"Master, if the young master has a way, you say, will she save these people?" Wen Hao's clear eyes were full of uneasiness.
Ji Zhong lowered his eyes and looked at Chen Minfeng, and suddenly felt dizzy......
Wen Hao was shocked, supported him in time, and asked anxiously, "Master, how are you?" ”
Ji Zhong lightly held his forehead, took a deep breath, and said hoarsely: "It's okay, it's too long, you may be a little tired!" ”
"I just told you to go and rest!" Wen Hao took out a bottle of hand sanitizer and gave it to him.
(End of chapter)