The top CEO is my ex-boyfriend

After Ji Shi finished reading the message and was about to turn off the screen, he saw a message pop up from someone he hadn't contacted for a long time.

Wild Grass: I recently admitted a patient who looked like he was poisoned. This is your area of ​​expertise. Would you like to take a look?

Ji Shi knew that he wanted to make the money from this order for himself.

Shi Ji: You can’t handle it?

Wild grass: A bit difficult to deal with. It’s not the usual poison, but a bit like the ones in Miaohai.

Ji Shi frowned, the person who poisoned was really vicious.

"Take a picture and show it to me." Ji Shi sent a voice message.

weed,"……"

This was the first time Ji Shi sent him a voice message.

Wild Grass: Your voice sounds very young.

Shi Ji: Have you always thought that I am old?

Wild grass, it turns out that I am the only one who is old.

Ye Cao forwarded the photos sent by the family to Ji Shi.

Ji Shi clicked on the picture, "..."

Isn’t this Xuanyuan Xing’s grandfather... What a small world.

Shi Ji: It is indeed the poison from Miao Hai.

Ye Cao replied immediately: Do you have any solution?

Shi Ji: Force out the poison first to save your life, we’ll talk about the details later.

Wild Grass: You picked it up, right?

Shi Ji: Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.

Wild Grass: ...Do you want me to send you a photo of your previous face so you can review it?

Ji Shi raised his eyes to look at Fu Tingli who was working hard at the side, and thought, what kind of face did I have before.

Yecao sent another message: As usual, send me your address and I will have someone deliver it to the place you specify.

Shi Ji: The patient is weak, let him be treated directly at your place.

weed:!!!!

Wild Grass: Let me see who you are.

Shi Ji: ...

After agreeing on the address and time, Ji Shi turned off the screen of his phone.

How could Miao Hai's poison spread to Lincheng?

North City Hotel.

Old man Xuanyuan was lying on the hospital bed, his face was pale, his hands and feet were black, and he looked like he would not live long.

The ones who brought the old man here this time were Xuanyuan Xing's uncle Xuanyuan Jianchu and aunt Li Yuanxin, as well as their daughter Xuanyuan Xinyue. Xuanyuan Xing's parents were not very confident about his uncle's family, so they sent Xuanyuan Xing to come along.

"Dr. Ye is here." Xuanyuan Jianchu hung up his phone and said to the others, "I'll go get Dr. Ye. You all should be careful and be nice to Dr. Ye."

As soon as he opened the door of the hotel room, Xuanyuan Jianchu saw a middle-aged man in his forties and a young man wearing a black sweatshirt, a black hat and a black mask standing together.

"You must be a miracle doctor." Xuanyuan Jianchu looked at the middle-aged man.

"Is there a patient inside?" Ye Shimu asked.

"Yes, yes, inside, please come in." Xuanyuan Jianchu made way for Ye Shimu and glanced at the young man. "Who is this?"

Ye Shimu did not answer his question, "What is the patient's condition now? Is he still unconscious?"

"Yes, he is still unconscious. Doctor, please take a look." Xuanyuan Jianchu led the two to the room inside.

Li Yuanxin hurried over to shake hands with the man, "Dr. Ye, please save my dad..."

Ye Shimu dodged to the side, his movements were so fast that he didn't look like a man in his forties at all.

Li Yuanxin's attack was in vain, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

"It's a doctor's duty to save the dying and the wounded. You don't have to beg me." Ye Shimu said expressionlessly.

Xuanyuan Xing stared at the tightly wrapped young man and felt that he looked familiar.

"Do we know each other?" He walked closer to the boy and asked.

The boy said nothing.

"You all go out." Ye Shimu stood between the young man and Xuanyuan Xing.