In a sense, Amy Boluo ’s worry is not wrong-Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan may have really made up their minds to stay in the hospital.

In this regard, it is difficult to judge who is more broken, Miss Borrow and Horace Ji.

As the number of rounds increased, the nurse's smile became more and more rigid, and the person's face could be pulled from the 37th floor to the 1st floor. Yan Suizhi sees all the subtle expressions and small movements in his eyes, and he is also familiar with the psychological activities of the two, but he can't hold him to pretend to be blind. One of the most confusing things about a dean is that not only does he pretend to be blind, he always gives some hope when people are desperate to die, and he always gives up hope at a critical moment.

It's as if I'm playing with a little mouse.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Horace Ji needs to go for a routine medical examination.

Before the medical examination, Dr. Xiao, who was responsible for him in the hospital, came to visit him again to confirm that he was in good condition. The dizziness and vomiting were not serious. The rash on the back and thighs had subsided, leaving only a few traces. No fever.

"Recovery is good." Dr. Xiao said comfortably, "So the treatment effect of our Ivy League is still achievable. It is absolutely no worse than the infection treatment center to control the symptoms to this extent day and night."

The head nurse and a small nurse were very happy, after all, they held up the dignity of Ivy League.

Horace Ji was also reluctantly happy, as long as he didn't go to the infection treatment center and let him do anything.

Only Miss Amy Boro was the most unhappy. She smiled sweetly in front of her, turned her head to bite the back molar, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, showing an extremely restrained and uncontrollable anxiety. She has missed countless opportunities, and if this continues, her mission will end in failure. If the link is not deducted, it will affect more important things. She can't afford those responsibilities, and she doesn't have the courage to shoulder them.

"fortunately……"

Amy Boro thought, fortunately, she was also responsible for the medical examination of Horace Ji. The most fortunate thing is that the two lawyers at the medical examination will not still be there?

No reason, impossible.

Her conjecture was finally correct. When Horace Ji pulled out the fever-reducing needle, Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan got up and left.

At least at this moment, Ms. Amy Borrow and Mr. Horace Ji were in the same mood. They seemed to endure a heavy half of their lives, and finally sent away the two ancestors.

But in order to keep the character from collapsing, Amy Boro asked slightly curiously, "Aren't you going together?"

"No." Gu Yan took off his coat from the hanger and put it on his arm. "The medical examination is the doctor's business, and I have finished asking everything I want to ask."

Amy Boro was relieved in her heart, and she just wanted to celebrate the explosion of two fireworks. But she controlled her expression and nodded to Horace Ji and said, "Come on, Mr. Ji, let's go to the building-inspection center."

She followed behind Horace Ji, her little fingers bent slightly, and the half-grain big potion was still hidden at the joints, waiting for the right time to drop.

She has already figured it out. After waiting for the medical examination center, Horace Ji will have to wait a few more minutes. On the one hand, he will wait for the previous physical examination, and on the other hand, he will need to wait for the urine of the bladder to be full. At that time, she will be able to receive a glass of water logically, prompting Horace Ji to drink it and speed up that physiological response.

The potion will follow his glass of water into his belly.

Without knowing it, it is perfect.

"Then let's go first." Amy Boluo did her best to perform the last scene, and waved at the two lawyers when she went out.

Yan Suizhi also waved at them: "Okay, let's go. Although chatting in the afternoon is not pleasant, I wish you all the best in the medical examination, and it is best to even become negative for the infection."

He paused for a moment, then suddenly smirked at Horace Ji and said, "Why did you listen to this and look displeased, Mr Ji, would you still be addicted?"

As soon as the policemen at the door heard this, they stood up in spite of their vigilance.

Amy Borrow: "..."

Horace Ji spent so long in the Ivy Hospital, the police had long suspected that this man was borrowing time for the illness, but was suffering from no evidence, and could only watch with a beard and staring. Now Yan Suizhi's words suddenly reminded them—

In the case of Dr. Horace Ji Maitong, the physical examination report is done, how to write it seriously?

As a result, a dean wrote an understatement, and the original two accompanying police officers increased to six straight, staring at Horace Ji without any dead ends, and two staring at the nurse beside him.

Amy Borrow was really crying.

When the dark tide of the inpatient building was turbulent, there was finally a new movement on the floor of the laboratory.

Jacques Bai, who had been closed for several hours, opened the lounge door again.

There was no one in the corridor and it was always quiet as usual.

Lin Yuan and his team's several lounge doors are lit by blue lights, which means "Someone is resting, they may have spent a lot of days just falling asleep, please do not disturb."

Ivy Hospital is always very user-friendly in this regard, and these researchers are taken care of in many details. y

In the past, Jacques Bai never noticed these details, because he was accustomed to it, and because he was distracted from most of his energy by things other than Ivy League.

He stood for a moment and reached out to turn off the blue light beside the door of his lounge. When closing the door with his back in his hands, he yawned two yawns uncontrollably, his eyes suddenly covered with a gray mist, which made him look very mental, between sick and not sick. It is not the same as sub-health.

Jacques rubbed his temples with his palm and thumped his forehead twice before stepping into the laboratory.

"Dr. Bai?" There was already someone in the laboratory.

It was a young guy. He had a baby face just a few years after graduating. When he smiled, a dimple appeared on the right face, which looked quite recognizable.

There are many people in the Linyuan research team, and most of them Jacques Bai can't recognize his face, but this dimple boy is an exception. Jacques Bai knew that his name was Xiao Yin. Because of his meticulous and serious personality, he often helped other researchers screen and review the research data, and he always watched the reaction process in the laboratory.

Jacques Bai often meets him and is familiar with him once.

"Is it still your duty today?" Jacques Baihong greeted him.

"Yes." Xiao Yin scratched his head and said with a smile, "I slept a few hours longer than them. I was energetic, so I stared for a while. When Dr. Lin woke up, they would change me to sleep."

His fingers hanging under the experiment table had been playing with the smartphone, and he seemed a little nervous. Despite his efforts to make himself look natural and calm, there was still a slight dodge in his eyes when talking to Jacques White.

Fortunately, Jacques Bai didn't pay attention to these details. He looked mentally a bit bad.

Xiao Yin stared at Jacques Bai's every move and quietly designed several scenes in his heart.

For example, Jacques Bai was suddenly in trouble and took out something to threaten to test him. How should he respond?

For example, Jacques Bai found a reason that sounded very legitimate, and proposed to look at some experimental data outside the scope of authority. How should he refuse?

such as……

As a young man who played more games and watched more movies, Xiao Yin staged more than 800 plays in his mind. As a result, Jacques Bai found no reason to invite him out of the laboratory, nor did he have any research projects and The process showed excessive interest.

Jacques White just as usual, brushed the instrument authentication with his fingerprint and iris, and the electronic sound reported the scope of authority. He supported the table with a sleepy face, and his fingers reluctantly deftly pressed the virtual keyboard and command keys.

This kind of operation is very routine. Generally, the research data and results that have been verified or manually modified will be written into the instrument's cloud storage database through this operation.

Xiao Yin stared unconsciously for a while.

After a moment, Jacques Bai turned his head and asked, "What are you staring at me for? Do you not have to watch your reaction?"

"I want it." Xiao Yin was guilty of being questioned by him, and quickly responded with two retractions. After a few seconds, he remembered an excuse for remedy, "I was just seeing Dr. Bai. You are particularly tired today ... Are you really okay? Are you sick?"

Jacques Baiwen said, his fingers didn't stop.

After a while, he said: "Huh? Sorry, didn't listen too much, what did you just say?"

"Nothing, just ask if you are sick?" Xiao Yin repeated.

Jacques White went back quickly this time: "No."

Just after saying this, he couldn't help but **** his nose and yawned again against the tip of his nose.

Xiao Yin: "Um ..."

Jacques White frowned, adding: "Okay, maybe **** a little cold."

His data is a bit long this time. In the past two or three minutes, this time it took almost twenty minutes. The keyboard knocked for a while and then stopped for a while. It was necessary to wait for the data to be saved and self-analyzed.

When Xiaoyin's suspicious heart burst again, Jacques Bai hit the confirmation key.

The virtual keyboard is put away, and the instrument sounds "drop", indicating that the storage is smooth.

Jacques Bai straightened his body, rubbed his neck to move his muscles, and waved Xiao Xiaoyin to walk out of the laboratory door.

"This ... this is Dr. Bai?" Xiao Yin followed two steps.

"Well, I haven't slept in a long time, go back to rest." Jacques Bai Bai waved his hand without returning, and then left his hands in his pockets.

Footsteps sounded in the quiet hallway, hidden by the automatically closed laboratory door.

For some reason, Xiao Yin felt a panic at that moment.

Obviously he has been staring just now, his team's research data and reaction process have been maintained in a normal state, without any problems.

He hurried back to the instrument and rechecked it with confidence. After confirming that there was no problem, he pressed the unexplained panic and sent a message to Joe:

-Dr. Bai just left, didn't move our experiment, everything is normal.