Li Beiting took Song Yan's hand over and guided him at a certain position.

Song Yan was stunned and shy again. Could it be that she was thinking too much? Isn’t this a symptom of allergies?

However, she calmed down and looked at Li Beiting's skin showing abnormal redness, saying, "Don't make a fuss, don't you feel itchy? Or are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No." Li Beiting also noticed that his arms and hands were red.

He raised his eyebrows slightly. Although he was red, he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

"Isn't it allergic?" Song Yan asked nervously when he saw him looking at his arm silent.

"No." Li Beiting said with certainty that he had been allergic so many times and knew the feeling of allergies. He had never felt any allergic like this time. He neither itched nor painful.

Song Yan was worried: "I'd better call the doctor."

As she said that, she called Liu Jiang and asked him to come to Dibo Hotel immediately.

Ten minutes passed, Li Beiting was a little confused and tilted his body on the sofa.

Song Yan immediately called Liu Jiang again: "Where are you? Li Beiting fainted!"

Liu Jiang frowned: "I'm in the elevator and I'm here soon. Please contact the ambulance."

Liu Jiang didn't know Li Beiting's condition and was afraid that he would not bring enough emergency items.

Song Yan hung up the phone and contacted the ambulance again, and called Qiao Muchen again, asking him to come over to help.

Liu Jiang entered the room, passed Song Yan who opened the door for her, and asked directly: "Where is the person?"

"On the sofa." Song Yan immediately pointed at him.

Liu Jiang opened the medical box and took out the tools to examine Li Beiting immediately.

"What did he eat?"

After the two examinations, Liu Jiang made a general judgment and asked Song Yan again.

"It's for dinner..." Song Yan reported all the food he could remember, and added, "By the way, he just drank some red wine."

Song Yan picked up the bottle of red wine and gave it to Liu Jiang.

"I understand, let it go first."

After listening to the dishes from Song Yan newspaper, Liu Jiang quickly made up his judgment, ignored Song Yan, first performed a skin test on Li Beiting, and gave him a small injection.

In less than ten minutes, the redness on Li Beiting's body showed signs of fading, and Song Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is he okay?" Song Yan asked Liu Jiang when Li Beiting had not woken up yet.

"I went to the hospital later and just hang two more bottles of drip." Liu Jiang put away his things and turned to study the bottle of red wine.

"Is this an allergic symptom?" Song Yan was completely relieved.

"Yes, an allergy caused by a drug, and ordinary people generally do not respond to this drug."

Liu Jiang briefly explained to Song Yan that he took out part of the liquid from the red wine and conducted a simple test with reagents.

"What is this to do, medicine in this bottle of wine?"

"It's hard to say that there may be this drug residue in the vegetables he ate tonight. In short, it was caused by Mr. Li's physical condition problems that caused allergies."

Liu Jiang focused on the reaction in the reagent tube, and waited for a long time without any results.

"Isn't he allergic to women only? Why is he allergic to drugs? What's going on?" Song Yan frowned, not understanding what Liu Jiang meant. Is Li Beiting a disease that they didn't know yet?

Liu Jiang turned his gaze, looked at Song Yan, and patiently explained to her: "People are allergic to many things. Mr. Li's allergic to drugs should be covered up by the symptom of his allergic to women, so you or him themselves don't know."

He realized that Song Yan's mentality was unstable. Considering that she was pregnant now, his description was very objective and did not add his own speculation.

"What drug is it?" Song Yan was still confused. He had many questions to ask, and he chose the most urgent question at present.

"I initially judged that it should be vitamin K, but it is not clear at the moment. I will take this bottle of wine back for verification. If I have good luck, I may be able to extract it from the wine."

Liu Jiang stuffed the red wine into the bottle, took out a disposable bag from the medicine box, and packed the red wine.

Song Yan nodded, and at this time the door bell rang outside the door, and Song Yan went over to open the door.

The ambulance staff and Qiao Muchen arrived at the same time and sent Li Beiting to the hospital together. Liu Jiang was always with him. When the hospital's examination results came out, he took a backup report and prepared to leave.

"Contact me any time if you have anything, I will tell you the result after I have it."

"Liu Jiang, tell me the truth, can his allergies be saved?" Song Yan's face was tired.

"I should have told you the first time I met. Mr. Li's condition can only be suppressed, and there is no other way." Liu Jiang paused, with a serious look on his face. "Besides, Mr. Li's allergies are now superimposed and complex, and even inhibition is a very difficult treatment. After this time, his physical condition will change, and it may be more serious and more dangerous when he has an allergic reaction to a woman in the future."

The light in Song Yan's eyes gradually disappeared, but she still didn't give up: "Is there no possibility of improvement?"

"From the current situation, yes." Liu Jiang lowered his head slightly to Song Yan and expressed sympathy.

"Okay, thank you, I'll go in first."

"Yeah, contact me again." Liu Jiang's expression was calm, and he turned around and left when Song Yan returned to the ward.

Qiao Muchen was guarding Li Beiting in the ward. When he saw Song Yan coming in, he immediately realized something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong? What did that person tell you?"

Song Yan whispered to Qiao Muchen with everything Liu Jiang said.

Qiao Muchen heard this but felt something was wrong. He carefully searched the situation where Li Beiting became sick in his memory.

Suddenly, Qiao Muchen realized what the problem was.

"It's not that no one knows that Brother Ting is allergic to drugs, it's Dr. Zhao who deliberately conceals it!"

The blue veins on Qiao Muchen's forehead suddenly appeared. Doctor Zhao was really too much. He had done so many small movements under their noses, and they were kept in the dark for more than ten years!

Song Yan's body felt a little chill. Is it Dr. Zhao again?

Qiao Muchen continued: "There were several times before that Brother Ting was very sudden when he became ill. He had never contacted a woman, but he had allergic symptoms. Dr. Zhao came to check and treat her but all blamed her on Brother Ting's psychological lesions of the woman's illness."

"We believed Dr. Zhao's words at that time. No one expected that he was Qin Mo's man. Now it seems that we were fooled by Dr. Zhao!"

Compared to Qiao Muchen's anger, Song Yan was more shocked. How many subtle things did Dr. Zhao do?

All these are attributed to the judgment of allergic symptoms of women, and invisibly gave Li Beiting a lot of psychological hints? Will this aggravate his condition?

Song Yan didn't dare to continue thinking about it anymore, and she didn't even dare to tell Liu Jiang about these things and went to Liu Jiang to verify this speculation.

"Song Yan, Song Yan?" Qiao Muchen felt that Song Yan's expression was wrong and called her twice, "Are you okay?"

"Liu Jiang said that Li Beiting could not be treated anymore, what should we do?"

"The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridgehead, and there will always be a way."

Qiao Muchen knew Song Yan's sense of powerlessness, and he had it before. He and Li Beiting grew up together, and watched him endure these pains for nothing, but he couldn't help anything.
Chapter completed!