Although He Ze's medical skills are very good, detoxification does not mean that it can be eliminated once it is discovered. He also needs time to detect and deal with it according to the actual situation.
Ye Feifei understood what He Ze meant. She touched her chin, thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "I will mention this to Leng Qianjun. If he is willing, we will help Leng Sisi check. If he is not willing, forget it.
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Ye Feifei said this mainly because she felt that she was getting farther and farther away from Leng Qianjun and it was difficult to understand what that man meant. She didn't want to worry too much for fear of complicating the problem.
He Ze also agreed to Ye Feifei's proposal. After the two discussed it, they called Leng Qianjun into the office.
Leng Qianjun smiled bitterly when he saw the conclusion on the test report, and finally sighed and said helplessly: "I finally let you know. Yes, Sisi's body is not just scars left by sharp weapons.
There are also poisons. After Sisi was bullied, the bastard used a kind of poison on her. It was fine at ordinary times, but over time her body changed. Not only was she mentally confused, but she also had scars. The scars were heavier during the day and much lighter at night.
.But after midnight, she would feel pain and itching again. I was very worried, but for so many years, I didn’t find anyone who could help her detoxify.”
The more Leng Qianjun said, the worse his face became. He looked at He Ze as if grasping for a life-saving straw. He held He Ze's hand and asked excitedly: "You should have something to do, right? After all, you are a mainstay in the medical community.
, if you have no other choice, I... Sisi and I will be completely hopeless!"
"Mr. Leng, please don't get excited. I will work hard on this matter, but I can't guarantee the final result. I can only say that the He family's hospital will do its best to help my sister find an antidote. That's all.
"He Ze doesn't like to exaggerate, so when Leng Qianjun begs him like this, he will say this.
"This has been the greatest help to me. Thank you very much, Mr. He, thank you very much." Leng Qianjun said and looked at Ye Feifei again, as affectionate as ever, "Feifei, thank you very much. If it weren't for you,
Sisi may not have any hope at all."
"It's not my fault." Ye Feifei waved her hand.
"Whether it is or not, I treat it as yours. I thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart!" Leng Qianjun said, opening his arms and hugging Ye Feifei directly.
When Ye Feifei was struggling to get out of Leng Qianjun's arms, Xiao Ling came in. He saw Leng Qianjun hugging Ye Feifei, his face was gloomy and terrifying, but he still remained calm, "Hello, Mr. Leng."
Leng Qianjun didn't look too embarrassed. He let go of Ye Feifei generously, then walked towards Xiao Ling, stretched out his hand, and said friendly: "Hello, Xiao Ling."
Xiao Ling squinted her eyes and held Leng Qianjun's hand, "Feifei is my wife."
Leng Qianjun smiled, "I know, but she is also the person I like. Even your wife."
Xiao Ling used some strength on her hands and said, "Well, I know!"
"Honey, how is the wound? Are you uncomfortable?" Ye Feifei chose to rush over and help Xiao Ling at this embarrassing moment.
Leng Qianjun looked at Ye Feifei, with hatred hidden under his warm smile. He thought that Ye Feifei's husband was for him, and that Ye Feifei's tenderness was also for him.
"The wound is fine, I just miss you." Xiao Ling deliberately lowered his head and kissed Ye Feifei's forehead in front of Leng Qianjun.
Of course Ye Feifei understood what Xiao Ling meant, she didn't dodge, she hugged Xiao Ling's neck and gave her a kiss.