"Ye International?" He Jingyao raised his eyebrows and suddenly laughed, "These micro bombs aren’t publicly available for sale, how did the Base get their hands on one?"
Huo Yanhui thought for a mont, his face turning a bit pale, "She wouldn’t have colluded with Al-Qaeda, would she?"
He Jingyao curled his lips mockingly but said nothing.
Huo Yanzhao pondered for a mont, "The priority now is to deal with this bomb... Yanhui, can this thing be taken out directly?"
Huo Yanhui gently shook his head and sighed, "No. The mont it touches air, the bomb will go off."
Huo Yanzhao’s face looked grim.
"Currently, it hasn’t been activated yet. Once it is, it might explode within a minute," Huo Yanhui glanced at He Jingyao, "The Base has already been destroyed, and Lawrence is dead, so maybe it will never get activated."
"The information I received suggests that Lawrence might have escaped," He Jingyao smiled, "He didn’t have ti to activate it that day, but if he’s still alive and finds a chance, he definitely won’t spare , so I must get it out. Yanhui, you have a way, don’t you?"
Huo Yanhui t his dark and cold eyes, montarily speechless.
"Yanhui, just tell us," Huo Yanzhao said, "As for whether it’s doable, Jingyao will decide for himself."
Huo Yanhui sighed, "There is a way, which is to give you an electric shock to burn out the internal device of the bomb."
"Give an electric shock?" He Jingyao laughed.
"Exactly," Huo Yanhui nodded with a serious expression, "In that case, your heart will stop suddenly, and then we use a pacemaker to bring you back. Generally speaking, you will wake up, but if..."
"I might die?" He Jingyao looked at him calmly.
Huo Yanhui nodded.
Huo Yanzhao hadn’t expected such a thod, his hands involuntarily clenched, "This..."
"Let’s do it, the sooner the better," He Jingyao slowly rolled down his sleeves, "Otherwise, the bomb might get activated the next second, by then there will be no chance to take it out."
Huo Yanzhao was a bit annoyed, "Jingyao, you’re putting your life in my hands!"
"I trust you," He Jingyao curled his lips, "Dr. Huo has been practicing for so many years, saving countless patients, adding to the list shouldn’t be difficult, right?"
Huo Yanzhao was montarily speechless.
Indeed, he had saved countless patients over the years, but to him, those patients were just patients. He made every effort to save them as part of his duty as a doctor, but he never truly cared about their life or death.
But this ti was different. If anything went wrong, if any mistake occurred, Jingyao might never open his eyes again. If his best friend died in his hands, he might never be able to walk into an operating room again for the rest of his life.
Seeing his serious expression, He Jingyao patted his shoulder, "Don’t worry, I’m in great health, and my heart is strong. As long as there are no accidents, I will definitely wake up."
Huo Yanzhao could only manage a bitter smile.
"If you’re not confident, big brother, then maybe..." Huo Yanhui began, hesitating after two words.
"Then you do it?" He Jingyao raised an eyebrow and glanced at him.
Huo Yanhui tightened his grip, looked at him with firm eyes, "If you trust ..."
He Jingyao didn’t respond for a mont, his expression calm, his gaze sowhat inscrutable.
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