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"Madam, Master Bo, he..."

Yu Cheng wanted to explain the danger of the current situation, but then he noticed that the lady had only left her back view.

He glanced at Lu Yanzhe, who was following behind, still somewhat wary.

"At this point, the whole internet knows, so there's no point in you trying to protect yourself from me. You might as well tell the truth about what happened before Bo Siheng was poisoned and vomited blood, the more detailed the better."

Seeing Yu Cheng's expression, Lu Yanzhe was also somewhat annoyed.

He may dislike Bo Siheng, but being friendly is the wise thing to do at this time.

He also believed that with He Yan around, Bo Siheng would be safe.

"I don't know what happened to Mr. Bo. He was fine when the press conference started."

Yu Cheng felt guilty, but he didn't even know why.

There was no chaos just now.

The bodyguards reviewed all the surveillance footage and found that no one had the opportunity to assassinate Mr. Bo, so they were also clueless.

"Then we'll only know the truth when your Mr. Bo wakes up."

At this moment, He Yan was in the operating room, overseeing the operation.

She had just rushed in when she was scolded by the doctor who was treating her.

"Who goes there? Get out of here right now! This operating room isn't a place just anyone can come in!"

The attending physician was extremely worried about Mr. Bo's condition.

Because he couldn't find the cause at all.

All they knew was that when Mr. Bo was brought in, he was unconscious, vomiting black blood, and his body temperature had exceeded 40 degrees Celsius. If there was any delay, his life would be in danger. The tricky part was that they didn't know where to start.

The attending physician became angry on the spot when he suddenly saw someone barge into the operating room.

"Everyone, get out of the way!"

He Yan ignored the questioning and shouted loudly.

In such a life-or-death situation, she had no time to explain anything.

It's just that she's exuding an aura of power.

The doctors had no other choice but to wait around the operating table for the surgeon's instructions.

Suddenly, He Yan's shout made them all move aside.

He Yan didn't explain, but simply put the acupuncture bag she had just taken from the medical bureau aside and went to put on sterile clothing.

The attending physician's expression darkened even more when he saw that he was being ignored.

And it's obvious this woman wants to steal his job.

He was about to say something when the doctor next to him quickly pulled him back.

"Don't be impulsive, this is Mr. Bo's wife!"

"She is Mrs. Bo?"

All the doctors immediately reacted, watching with curiosity and surprise as He Yan treated Master Bo all by herself.

"Does Madam Bo also know medicine? How can she save Master Bo?"

He Yan remained silent, but quickly pricked Bo Siheng's finger to draw blood, then dripped the blood into a glass dish, and poured in the medicine she had developed to analyze what kind of poison he had been given.

She then took out a small bottle from her bosom and poured out a small pill.

It was developed by her under the guidance of her master to save the lives of critically ill patients.

Unexpectedly, the first thing I ate was Bo Siheng.

While waiting for the blood reaction to the medication.

He Yan then inserted needles into Bo Siheng's chest, neck, arms, and legs.

It is necessary to protect his heart.

On her way here, she watched the live video and guessed from Bo Siheng's expression that it was a very acute poison that came on very fast, which is why Bo Siheng vomited blood without warning.

"Mrs. Bo, is there anything we can do to help?"

The doctors standing nearby were dumbfounded.

They never expected that Madam Bo was so capable, especially since she dared to treat Master Bo.

"do not bother me."

He Yan refused without even looking up.

I fed him the medicine twice more while keeping track of the time, and then took his pulse.

After taking his pulse, acupuncture needles were added to his head and body.

Time passed second by second, and the medicine and blood in the glass dish completed the test reaction.

He Yan discovered that this was extracted from herbs that grew on decaying corpses. Animals often die in the mountains, and the decomposing bodies react chemically with the soil, providing nutrients for the herbs.

This medicine also has a very imposing name: Netherworld Grass.

Fortunately, Bo Siheng probably didn't have much contact with him.

Fortunately, the toxicity in his body did not reach a lethal level.

He Yan breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Once she knows what kind of poison it is, she will have a way to cure it.

Amidst the shock of all the doctors in the operating room, He Yan rummaged through her bag and pulled out a small separator she had brought from the Medical Bureau. She separated the necessary types of pharmaceutical machines she had originally made and then re-blended and modified them.

Due to limited resources, she could only temporarily suppress the poison in Bo Siheng's body.

But at least, his life is no longer in danger.

After feeding the newly prepared medicine to Bo Siheng, He Yan stood motionless on the operating table and waited.

The other doctors looked at each other, unsure how to describe the shock they felt at witnessing all this.

Such a method of rescue was clearly beyond their comprehension.

Therefore, they also became extremely curious about He Yan's abilities.

He Yan ignored the scrutinizing gazes. She simply watched as time passed second by second, carefully observing Bo Siheng's complexion, which slowly returned to its normal color from a bluish-white.

His breathing gradually calmed down, and the instruments next to him stopped screaming.

"call……"

At least she didn't ruin her own event.

At least Bo Siheng's life was saved.

At the same time, He Yan's eyes were filled with anger. Who wanted to harm Bo Siheng?

His cold poison was almost cured, but today the poison reacted with the remaining cold poison. Fortunately, she always carried medicine with her, otherwise it would have been too late.

Next, she will investigate how Bo Siheng was poisoned.

Was it Li Guanghui's doing to deal with her, or did Bo Yuanzhou simply lose his temper?

No matter who it was, she remembered this grudge.

"I want you not to reveal a single word about what happened in the operating room today. If anyone asks, just say that Mr. Bo is fine, it's just a relapse of his old illness. If I find out, I'll tell you that no one dares to spread rumors."

He Yan's sharp eyes swept around, exuding an aura that left no room for doubt.

"The Bo family will definitely pursue this to the end."

"No, no, Mrs. Bo, you can rest assured. We are all doctors at the Bo family hospital, and we know what to say."

The attending physician now dares not underestimate Mrs. Bo at all.

He was initially worried that Bo Xilai might be declared dead in his hands.

He can't afford the consequences.

Now that Mrs. Bo has taken action, they have saved face.

"So what should we do now, Mr. Bo?"

"His condition is stable for now, but the toxins in his body have not been completely eliminated, so he needs to continue treatment to expel the toxins. Of course, you don't need to worry about that; I will take care of it."

He Yan put away the needles and looked at Bo Siheng, who was still unconscious, her heart filled with turbulent emotions.

When she saw that he had an accident, her heart felt empty.

She seems to have really fallen for him.

What was once just a fleeting, ambiguous feeling has suddenly become clear today.

"Take him to the intensive care unit for observation first."

He Yan relaxed her tense expression and stepped out of the operating room, where she saw several pairs of eager eyes.

Jiang Lu, Zhong Wenqian, Bo Yuanzhou and his wife, and Bo Jingning.

"How are you? Is Si Heng alright?"

"What exactly happened to Master Bo?"

He Yan glanced at the people who cared about Bo Siheng, and then at Bo Yuanzhou who wanted to know the outcome.

Her face was expressionless, revealing no emotion.

"He won't die."

Bo Jingning burst into tears.

"But Grandma fainted from shock when she heard that Brother Heng had an accident!"