"Li Kuo?" Shen Yanhe kept walking, her mind quickly reviewing the nas of people she knew from the circle: "Doesn’t ring a bell."
Two years ago, after establishing ERN lab, she developed several drugs for treating rare diseases while researching how to cure Shen Huai’s condition.
It was also during that ti that Dr. YM beca internationally known.
After she beca famous, many doctors wanted to join the ERN lab and et her, but she was too busy developing the C02 agent to bother with them.
Later, her second senior brother truly did bring many doctors to exchange ideas, and she did ntor a few talented individuals, but among those she ntored, there definitely wasn’t anyone nad Li Kuo.
She was also curious to know how she had managed to offend Professor Li.
"I just had Wu Fang do a little digging, and here’s the information on Li Kuo," Fu Yanhe said as his strong and slender hand handed Shen Yanhe the phone.
Shen Yanhe took the phone and glanced at the information on the screen.
Li Kuo, a professor from the dical Departnt of Jinghai University, once developed a drug for breast cancer treatnt...
She scrolled further, and saw the Monts post Li Kuo made yesterday. He nad nas, calling her a quack who deceives, abducts, and takes lives, a vampire feeding on stead buns made of human blood, urging his peers not to let her get away with it.
Shen Yanhe: "..."
It’s a huge pot to carry.
Feng Jiao, who leaned over for a peek, burst out laughing, "Hahaha, a quack who deceives, abducts, and takes lives? Hahaha! Yanyan, you’ve actually had soone accuse you of this."
It was too funny. Dr. YM, rarely seen on the international stage, was being called a blood-stead-bun-eating quack back at ho?
Professor Li sure had guts.
"Your laughter is too loud," Shen Yanhe said irritably, rolling her eyes. She kept scrolling.
When she got to the part about Professor Li’s students, her finger paused slightly.
Professor Li’s student, was it Lin Yinyin?
Lin Yinyin and Yan Daishan were close friends. Could there be a connection between these two...?
Shen Yanhe kept her composure as she finished reading the information, then handed the phone back to Fu Yanhe: "I’m done."
Fu Yanhe, in a relaxed manner, put the phone back into his pocket and casually took her hand: "Do you need my help to teach him a lesson?"
"No need," Shen Yanhe said, feeling that his hand was a bit cold. She grabbed his hand and shoved it into the cozy pocket: "He’s going to a dical conference in Jingcheng next week. I’ll et him there in person."
A week was enough for Shen Yanhe to give Xu Huaiman’s mother the final acupuncture treatnt. It was also enough ti for the mbers of the Immortal organization to enter the country.
Shen Yanhe’s eyes shimred slightly.
This ti, she wanted to see for herself what this Immortal organization was all about.
Before leaving the hospital, Shen Yanhe rembered that Fu Yanhe hadn’t visited Shen Huai in a while, and Feng Jiao had never seen Shen Huai, so she took them both to visit Shen Huai’s ward.
Ye Min had gone back to the countryside a few days ago, saying that the family’s rice was ripe and she would return after harvesting it.
Fu Yanhe had Liu Fang take a few n to accompany Ye Min back to the countryside to help the elderly with the hard work.
Shen Huai’s condition was unique; he did not require a nursing aide, so he was alone in his hospital room, lying in a solitary slumber on the bed.
After visiting Shen Huai, the atmosphere in the car on the way ho was sowhat gloomy.
Seated by the car window, Feng Jiao’s mind was filled with the image of Shen Huai, frail and tiny, with tubes of all sizes inserted into him. Her heart felt as if it was stuffed with damp cotton, heavy and uncomfortably painful.
She felt pained for Shen Huai, and also for Shen Yanhe.
No wonder Yanyan always worked tirelessly on researching dicine, honing her dical skills, and venturing into dangerous places to gather herbs.
She was racing against King Yan, trying to snatch Shen Huai’s life back from the grasp of the Grim Reaper.
But she could see that Shen Huai... didn’t have much longer to live; right now, the C02 drug could only keep him hanging on.
Unless, before the C02 drug lost its effect, Yanyan could develop a better dicine to replace it, only then might Shen Huai’s life be prolonged.
Feng Jiao was sowhat worried, if Shen Huai were gone, could Yanyan hold on?
Shen Yanhe sat beside Fu Yanhe, resting her head on his shoulder, sowhat lost in thought.
If Feng Jiao could see it, how could she possibly not?
The C02 drug wasn’t a cure-all, and moreover, all dications are prone to resistance over ti.
Shen Huai’s body had already begun to build up a tolerance to the C02 drug...
A sense of heaviness filled Shen Yanhe’s heart, along with a tide of helplessness, which she quickly suppressed.
The situation hadn’t reached its worst, and there was still a chance.
Shen Yanhe’s eyes lowered slightly, a sharp glint flashing through them.
She would use every ans to wrestle Shen Huai’s life from King Yan’s hands!
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After being thrown out of the FY Group branch building, Fu Yu ran back to the Fu Family ho and locked herself in her room to cry, cursing Fu Yanhe for his ruthlessness as she wept.
Jiang Yun, seeing the video of Fu Yu being ejected from the FY Group branch that was circulating in the Hai City society ladies’ chat group, felt darkness before her eyes and furiously burst into Fu Yu’s room, questioning her harshly, "Did you go to Fu Yanhe?"
"Haven’t I told you, Fu Yanhe and the Fu Family have severed ties? Why did you still go looking for him? Do you want to make us the laughingstock of more people?"
"Blood ties aren’t sothing that can be cut off just because you say so! I thought that even if he had cut ties with the Fu Family, he would still acknowledge as his sister!" Fu Yu’s voice was hysterical, her teeth almost crushed in rage: "How was I to know Fu Yanhe would be so heartless, to let people throw out like that!"
"Besides, isn’t this situation the result of what you and dad did?"
If it was the Fu Family of the past, who would dare to mock them?
Tears streaked Fu Yu’s face as she glared resentfully at Jiang Yun: "I admit it was who exposed that Fu Yanhe was an imposter, but you were the one who publicly cut ties and made things so final!"
She could have had the opportunity to be the sister of the Executive Director of FY Da Xia, she could have been the envy of all the socialites in Hai City.
All these opportunities were gone because of Jiang Yun.
Jiang Yun was trembling with anger, utterly chilled to the bone.
In the past, she had adored Fu Yu so much, unable to bring herself to scold or hit her, even when she had been wronged, Jiang Yun had blad Fu Yanhe first.
And now, at a critical mont for the Fu Family’s survival, Fu Yu turned the bla on her, accusing her?
"Fine! Fine! Fine!" Jiang Yun pointed at Fu Yu with trembling fingers, too angry to hold back: "If you so desperately want to be his sister! Then go be his sister! From now on, I’ll act like I never had a daughter like you!"
Just as Fu Yu was about to retort, Jiang Yun’s phone rang.
She answered the call, trying to contain her anger.
Hearing what the person on the other end said, Jiang Yun’s complexion changed dramatically: "What did you say? The police are taking away the old lady?"
Jiang Yun had no ti to reprimand Fu Yu now, and hurriedly turned to leave: "Okay, hold off the police for now, I’m on my way."
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