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Han Guanshan was stunned with a cigarette in his mouth. "Heart? There is nothing wrong with her heart. I am sure of that."

"But according to the instrument report, the patient has a serious arrhythmia. If his emotions fluctuate too much, he will suffer from cardiac syncope."

Han Guanshan brought the cigarette to his lips, but didn't smoke it. Then he lowered his hand and threw it away.

I thought about it.

His voice sank. "Can you find out the cause? Also, what effect does this disease have on the body? How can it be treated? Medication or surgery?"

It was the first time the doctor saw him so nervous.

In the past, even if a bullet pierced his heart, he was not afraid at all, as if he no longer cared about life or death.

"I'm still investigating the cause, but based on past experience, most patients with subsequent arrhythmias are due to side effects of medication."

Han Guanshan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Use, medicine?"

Li He has always personally checked and maintained her body, and every medicine she uses has passed through Li He's hands.

Fu Haitang protected her very well and she had no chance to come into contact with other medicines.

Is it...

Han Guanshan's face was unusually serious. He tapped his heart and asked the doctor, "Can you cure it? Cure it completely so that she won't feel pain here anymore."

The doctor shook his head.

"There is no cure for arrhythmia. Especially since we don't know the cause yet, I suggest we observe first and wait for the blood test results... During this period, patients need to maintain a good attitude and remember not to have too much emotional ups and downs."

"it is good."

"That's right, boss."

The doctor took out the film and pointed to a shadow on her arm. "There is a foreign object here. As far as I know, Jingxi Hospital has a fine positioning chip specially made for these people. It is difficult to be discovered and cannot be found even during security checks."

Han Guanshan took the film and looked at it in the light.

"Take it off."

"Yes."

After a simple minor operation with local anesthesia, Song Weiyu had an extra bandage on his arm and was sent back to the room.

Zhou Qingye also took back the re-strung Buddhist beads.

There are two strings in total, one of which is a Buddhist string that fits the size of her wrist.

The other string is made from the four beads that were taken off, strung together again with other materials, and is the size of a man's wrist.

After handing both strings to Han Guanshan, Zhou Qingye retreated.

By the bed, he lifted up Song Weiyu's thin wrist and put the Buddhist beads into it. The size was just right.

This way it won’t fall off.

Han Guanshan held another string of Buddhist beads, on which there were four beads belonging to her. He twisted them gently, as if the beads connected the friendship that had long been broken between the two.

His eyes fell on Song Weiyu's bloodless face.

Thinking, "Medication, arrhythmia, can't be stimulated."

"Fu Haitang, you really have good intentions... You actually planned so carefully for her."

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Jingxi Hospital.

Li He looked at an inconspicuous computer in the laboratory with a frown on his face.

"Fu Haitang, bad news. The locator on her arm shows that it left the body 5 minutes ago. This means that it has been removed."

"I'm already in your office with Chen Fang. Come over here. I have something to ask you."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Haitang and Chen Fang looked at each other.

The two were in Li He's office, each occupying a corner, and neither of them spoke.

Until Li He came back.

As soon as he entered the room, he found that Fu Haitang was in even worse condition. Not only was his reaction slower than before, but he also looked decadent and anxious.

It seems like I can no longer think normally.

"Don't worry, even if this location..."

"Lee Hyuk!"

Fu Haitang interrupted him directly, "Is there any way to resist the damage to my nervous system caused by the drug in my body? As long as I can restore my original brain power. Even if it is temporary, even if the side effects are strong, I don't care."

Facing Fu Haitang's continuous questioning, Li He dodged and shook his head.

In fact, ever since Fu Haitang got infected with this drug, Li He has been asking his medical friends all over the world for advice on whether there is any surgery that can achieve the desired effect.

Some seniors said that surgery could be used. They had done similar experiments, but there were extremely strong side effects.

The operation was successful, but life expectancy was greatly shortened and long-term medication was required.

The operation was unsuccessful and he died on the operating table.

Li He said: "Don't rush to seek medical treatment. Now that it has come to this, why not give her some time? Maybe she can really get the development process we need."

Fu Haitang no longer had the patience he had before. He was extremely anxious, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked listless.

"No, she will be in danger for every second she stays with Han Guanshan. I can't let her stay with him..."

Li He poured him a glass of warm water and handed it to him.

"You need to rest now. You haven't slept for more than thirty hours. You are already in poor health, and you will collapse like this."

The man shook his head and paced around the room, feeling uneasy, depressed, and filled with vague fear.

He tried to calm himself down, but he couldn't.

She kept saying to herself, "No, no... She can't stay with him, he will hurt her, he will take revenge on her."

"She'll be scared..."

"Now the positioning system is gone. What if he takes her back to Southeast Asia?"

Li He sighed helplessly, put down the water cup and glanced at Chen Fang.

Chen Fang held a cigarette between his fingertips, but did not light it. He just stared into the void in a daze.

Listening to the man's uncontrollable mumbling, Li He realized that Fu Haitang was almost driven crazy by the drug.

According to his personality, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he will definitely choose the risky recovery surgery...

Is this really the only way?

What if he died on the operating table?