The bomb explodes, flesh and blood fly, death in an instant!
Job’s lips trembled, regret overwhelming him.
If he had known such a thing would happen in Huaxia, he would have rather given up the 200,000 dollars "performance fee" than come to Huaxia!
"As for the other things you’re worried about, there’s no need for any concern."
"As long as you do your job well, you won’t be held responsible."
"Once this vial of medicine is ingested, Su Zhiqiang will revive very quickly."
Lin Xie withdrew the dagger and said indifferently, "Go get it done."
Job’s throat moved with difficulty once more, then he nodded and walked out of the bathroom.
Returning to the ICU door, he noticed the strange looks cast upon him, and Job felt very guilty.
Among them, Huang Yan was anxiously staring, constantly gesturing towards Job.
It seemed to say: Didn’t I tell you to leave, why are you back?
Job chose to ignore it.
If he dared to do that, the bomb in his pocket would explode!
Reporting directly to King Yama!
"’Dr. An Lei’, are you now convenient enough to prove your identity? If you are indeed an impostor, we will hand you over to the police for disposition."
The deputy director asked with a stern face, realizing he might have been so respectful to an imposter, feeling a sense of disgrace.
Job’s heart was extremely guilty, his eyes evasive.
After pondering for a few seconds, a bulb went off in his brain.
"Prove my identity? How do you want me to prove it?" Job asked grimly.
"For example..." the deputy director asked: "Can you show any medical qualifications, something that proves your identity?"
"Heh, such things, I disdain to carry with me."
"You want me to prove my identity, is that it?"
"The best way is through medical skills!"
Now, many people, including Ye Huan and the deputy director, frowned.
As if knowing what everyone thought.
Job said expressionlessly:
"I said before, Su Zhiqiang’s illness is not severe."
"At the same time, his condition didn’t exceed my expectations. This time I came, I brought a vial of medicine I prepared in advance. Once Su Zhiqiang takes it, he will quickly recover, just watch."
Indeed, he pinned his hopes on that vial of yellow medicine, praying that the man in black wasn’t lying and that this medicine could revive Su Zhiqiang!
If relying on a "self-prepared medicine" could revive the vegetative Su Zhiqiang, his identity as the "real An Lei" would be confirmed!
Seeing Job’s confident demeanor, the deputy director wavered inside, had he made a mistake in his suspicion?
Beside him, Huang Yan was sweating all over, extremely guilty, not expecting Job to take this course.
Others might not know, but she did!
Job was just a janitor at Harvard Medical School, what did he know about medicine!
She spent 200,000 dollars inviting Job over for a plan!
And she had already explained her plan to Job over the phone last night.
That was, after Job symbolically examined Su Zhiqiang, to tell Song Yanhong there was a way to treat him, but it needed time.
Dragging things out for ten days or so.
During this time, Huang Yan would frequently visit Song Yanhong with Job, "discussing" Su Zhiqiang’s condition, to build an image of caring about Su Zhiqiang and being a good daughter-in-law, to gain as much of Song Yanhong’s favor as possible, and then take the opportunity to connect the Huang Family with the factions behind Song Yanhong, even the Li Family...
Once the goal was achieved, Job would then express he had done his best.
This way, everything would be perfectly resolved!
The plan didn’t include any medicine, nor any step where one vial could make Su Zhiqiang recover!
Was Job unstable and hence said this lie in a fit?
Huang Yan sat on the public seat, head lowered, too guilty to even raise it.
Her guilty appearance was clearly seen by Ye Huan.
Turning his head, looking towards the ICU.
Ye Huan frowned deeply.
A vial of medicine to revive Su Zhiqiang?
What trick is this impostor trying to play?
The next second, seeing Job take out a test tube filled with yellow liquid from his pocket, Ye Huan’s face suddenly changed drastically.
He took a step forward with his left leg, intending to rush into the ward to snatch the vial!
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Ye Huan’s gaze turned cold, tilting his body and reaching into the air with his right hand, intercepting the fatal dagger!
He looked towards the stairwell on the left.
With a "swish", the black figure instantly disappeared.
Turning his head back again.
Only to see An Lei pour the entire vial of green medicine into Su Zhiqiang’s mouth...