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Ye's Group Building, President's Office.

Ye Ziyao stood up and stretched her sore waist. Seeing that it was already nine o'clock in the evening, she packed her things and got ready to get off work.

But then Deng Jiajia ran in: "Mr. Ye, something happened to Li Shoucai."

Ye Ziyao was stunned and looked at Deng Jiajia: "What can happen to him?"

"I heard that he seemed to be poisoned. Now he is lying in the hospital. The doctor declared that he is hopeless. Now many media are reporting on this matter." Deng Jiajia said a little excitedly.

"What, what else?"

Ye Ziyao's eyes widened and she couldn't hide her excitement: "Are you sure?"

"determine."

Deng Jiajia nodded excitedly: "Mr. Ye, is this God punishing him?"

Ye Ziyao finally showed a happy smile on her pretty face and nodded: "Yes, people like him should have been punished long ago."

For a time, the entire Yulin City knew that Li Shoucai was poisoned and was sent to the hospital and his life was in danger.

Many people were applauding, while others were worried, including Tao Dongming and Liao Chenggong, who began to realize that something was wrong.

In a bar, Agui received the news and immediately called Cao Dahai, who was already in Myanmar, to report the news.

Cao Dahai shook his head and sneered: "What a pity, we will lose one rich man in the future."

"Well, Gangzi arrived early, should we take action against Jiang Hao?"

Agui asked Cao Dahai as he looked at a young man with dark skin and fierce eyes sitting next to him who was playing with a saber.

"Let's do it. This can be regarded as fulfilling Li Shoucai's last wish. After the mission is completed, you will also come to Myanmar and we will take shelter outside for the time being." Cao Dahai said.

"It's the boss."

Agui nodded, hung up the call, took out a photo and flew it to the young man, Gangzi, and said, "Do it cleanly."

"Do not worry."

Gangzi took the photo and looked at it for a few times. After remembering the appearance, he took out a lighter and burned the photo. He put his saber into its sheath, got up and left outside.

at Compaq Hospital.

"Mr. Li, Li Shoucai?" Jiang Hao asked Lin De in shock.

"Yes, yes, it's Mr. Li. He didn't drink the medicine as I told him. As a result, he is now poisoned. It has penetrated into his internal organs and his life is in danger.

Doctor Xiao Jiang, I know that you and Mr. Li have conflicts, but the only one who can save his life now is your unique knowledge of the poisonous classics of the Jiang School of Medicine. "Lin pulled Jiang Hao with his face full of pleading.

If Li Shoucai dies, then he, Lin De, will bear a huge crime.Not to mention the collapse of Rendetang, even he will have to endure the pain of prison.

"What are you talking about, he can save Mr. Li?" Zhang Zhe pulled Lin De and pointed at Jiang Hao, unable to believe it.

Behind him, Zhao Baoqing, Zhao Bing and other doctors looked at Jiang Hao with astonishment.

"Secretary Zhang, you have to believe me, Jiang Hao will definitely save Mr. Li." Lin De's eyes were firm, and Jiang Hao's appearance gave him hope.

Because Jiang's medical school has two great secrets, one is the Nine-Turn Magic Needle, and the other is poison meridian medicine.

It can be said that in the entire world of Chinese medicine, no one knows it.

Whether it is making poisons or treating poisons, in the entire world of Chinese medicine, no one dares to say that they can surpass Jiang's medical school.

However, later on, there was a doctor from the Jiang's Medical School who had evil intentions. He used poison to murder others, and his methods were extremely cruel, causing the entire medical community to boycott the Jiang's Medical School.

In the end, the Poison Sutra was passed down to Jiang Wentian's generation, but it is unknown how many layers of it were lost.

However, Jiang Hao inherited the inheritance from his ancestor Yuanshi Medical Immortal and naturally mastered the complete Poison Classic secret technique, but he did not use it easily because Jiang Hao knew that the Poison Classic secret technique was extremely harmful.

"You, can you really save Mr. Li?" Zhang Zhe looked at Jiang Hao and asked tentatively.

Jiang Hao shook his head and said with a smile: "It's hard to say. You'll know after you try it."

"Great, then go in and give it a try." Zhang Zhe was excited. He didn't want Li Shoucai to die.

Jiang Hao chuckled and said, "Why should I save him?"

Zhang Zhe was stunned and looked at Jiang Hao blankly, his face suddenly filled with sadness.

I remembered that last time Li Shoucai wanted to play with someone else's wife, why would Jiang Hao want to save him now?

"You Chinese medicine doctors can't save her, so why are you looking for a reason?" Standing next to Zhao Bing, a young doctor named Zhou Liang sneered at Jiang Hao.

"That is, the toxins have entered his organs, and there is no way to treat him. We Western medicine is not good, and your Chinese medicine is even less good." Another young doctor said with a sneer, looking down on Chinese medicine.

"I know you are very powerful with acupuncture, but when it comes to this kind of poison, unless you are a god, you cannot change your destiny."

Several young doctors chuckled, because last time Jiang Hao used acupuncture to control Wang Tao's wife's condition in the hospital, which made these arrogant young doctors unhappy, so now they took the opportunity to ridicule.

Even Zhao Bing couldn't help but sneer, because she didn't believe Jiang Hao could use Chinese medicine to detoxify the patient and change his life.

Hearing this, Jiang Hao felt unhappy.

Especially Zhao Baoqing's daughter Zhao Bing. In the afternoon, she questioned Chinese medicine, which made Jiang Hao feel uncomfortable on the spot.

Now hearing the sarcastic words of those young doctors, Jiang Hao raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "What if I cure him with Chinese medicine?"

"What a joke, you really think you are a god."

"Haha, with the level of Chinese medicine, it's impossible." Zhou Liang and other doctors laughed.

"Otherwise, can we make a bet?" Jiang Hao squinted his eyes and looked at Zhao Bing and the others and said.

"What do you want to bet on?" Zhao Bing frowned and looked at Jiang Hao with interest.

"If I cure him with Chinese medicine, you should apologize to the Chinese medicine doctor!" Jiang Hao looked at Zhao Bing and the others and smiled.

"Okay, don't apologize. If you can really cure him, I will learn Chinese medicine from you instead!"

Zhao Bing stared, then pointed at Jiang Hao: "But, if you lose, you will not be able to practice medicine for the rest of your life, lest you Chinese medicine practitioners kill people again."

"Nonsense, how can you make such a bet? Who can you represent?"

Zhao Baoqing scolded Zhao Bing, and then said to Jiang Hao: "Dr. Xiao Jiang, don't listen to my daughter. If you are sure of saving the patient, go in and have a look. He doesn't have much time."

"Okay, let me show him first."

Jiang Hao smiled, glanced at Zhao Bing and the others, then turned and went into the emergency room.

Zhang Zhelinde and others also followed quickly, and doctors such as Zhao Bing and Zhou Liang naturally also followed to see the fun.

Looking at Li Shoucai, who was lying on the hospital bed with a purple face and in a coma, if it weren't for the weak breathing in his chest, one would have thought he was dead.

Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Li Shoucai, who was already deeply poisoned. He went up and pulled his eyelids to see his pupils, then lifted up his clothes and looked at his chest. Dark purple symptoms appeared in his kidneys and other parts. It was definitely poisoning, which had penetrated deep into his internal organs.

Jiang Hao took his pulse and asked Lin De next to him: "Is it because Fu Zi and Dali Zi ate at the same time that they were poisoned?"

"Yes, I asked them to take the medicine separately, but he was confused and drank it at the same time." Linde touched his swollen face, glared at Zhang Zhe fiercely, and said that he hated iron.

Jiang Hao turned to look at him, making Linde a little embarrassed.

"Jiang, Jiang Hao, can Mr. Li still be cured?" Zhang Zhe on the side asked Jiang Hao cautiously.