The two of them followed Principal Yang to his own infirmary.
Xi Jiange sat on the chair with a leisurely look on his face. Meanwhile, Gong Yue was wandering around the room, passing the time.
In less than two minutes, Principal Yang walked out with a needle in his hand. He pushed the piston's core, and a drop of transparent liquid squeezed out from the tip of the syringe. It looked eerie in the bright light.
"Young Master Xi, I'm going to inject it for you. Please cooperate with me."
He raised his eyes and looked at Principal Yang, "Are you sure you want to inject me with this drug?"
"Dang …" Of course, this is the best remedy for this pain. "
Principal Yang's hands trembled as his eyes flashed.
"Are you sure?" "There's no need for that!" "This injection has such huge side effects. Are you sure it's effective?"
The look in Xi's eyes was sharp as a knife. Principal Yang was nervous inside, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
"What does Young Master Xi mean? Do you not believe in my medical skills? "
Principal Yang tried his best to maintain his calm.
"Indeed, you don't believe it. Not only that, I don't even trust your medical ethics."
Xi Zhaozhe raised his eyebrows and slid his chair back two steps. He stood up and stared at Principal Yang with cold eyes.
The strong pressure was so heavy that the middle-aged man was unable to breathe.
His large hand was trembling slightly and the syringe in his hand was trembling. He took a deep breath and put on his professional smile again.
"Young Master Xi, your treatment has been going smoothly."
"Previously, it was because I trusted you too much that caused the current situation."
Gongyue approached him and quickly reached out, snatching the syringe from his hand and rotating it at the tip of his finger.
"Sir, what are you doing?" "This is a drug imported from the United States. It's very rare, you …"
"Oh? "Is that so?"
Gong Yue took out a handkerchief from his pocket, pushed out some of the medicine in the syringe, and slightly sniffed it with the tip of his nose, while frowning.
"It is indeed very rare. It is so rare that only the black market in the United States can have it. What kind of good stuff is it?"
Hearing this, Principal Yang's body trembled. Xi Yuzhan narrowed his cold eyes and stared at him like he was looking at a dead object, "Principal Yang, please explain, what is this thing?"
"I... This is the cure for your headache. " He insisted that he couldn't change what he said.
There were some things that could end in death if you said them out loud.
"A Zhe, take it and test it. This thing is definitely not good stuff." If you keep injecting yourself, you'll become a fool sooner or later. "
Even though he couldn't confirm it, the knowledgeable and knowledgeable Gong Yue felt that this thing was very similar to the syringe that he remembered.
"Oh? "Seems like this is quite a good item!" Xi Yuanzi stared at him with cold eyes, "Tell me, what is this? Why did you give me an injection like that? What are the side effects? "
"This... "I …" Principal Yang was still hesitating.
"Dean Yang, if you don't tell me, I think your two children who were studying in France …"
That's right, Xi Shuai Zhe was threatening him.
From the moment he regained his memory, from the time he had refused to inject the syringe, he had been suspicious of the drugs that made his mind blur, his heart palpitate, his nausea, and even his vomiting.
He had asked Xi Yu Bo to investigate the matter of the medicine, and at the same time had also asked Zhang Wen to investigate the man's personal data.
Principal Yang suddenly widened his eyes, looking terrified: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you, don't touch my child! If I say it, you must guarantee the safety of my child! "