Shi Qing smiled coolly: "If we really want to use the third princess for something, why don't we have to wait ten hours now?"
The assistant was suddenly at a loss for words, and his expression was aggrieved as he was about to continue speaking.
The president suddenly shouted: "That's enough!"
The secretary's face suddenly turned pale: "Mr. President, are you really..."
The rest of the words were frozen in the president's frozen eyes.
The president looked at Fu Xizhou again, his eyes heavy as he was thinking.
After a moment, as if he had made a decision, he narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "I can wait for ten hours, but I must see Ai Weiwei now."
This time, Fu Xizhou nodded after thinking briefly.
He glanced at Shi Qing.
Shi Qing nodded and turned back to the building.
Not long after, a tablet came over, and on the screen was a screenshot of the surveillance video in the ward.
Seeing clearly that Ai Wei was pale and lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, the president's hands suddenly clenched into fists, and deep pain flashed under his eyes.
When he was assassinated on Xiong Mountain, because he was worried about his wife, he sent her back first after the matter was resolved.
After settling her down, I realized that at the same time as the assassination, Ai Wei also encountered danger on the other side of the mountain!
It's just that the opponent was very cunning and used a crossbow without moving the gun or making a sound, so he didn't notice it.
Just because of the delay, Ai Wei was so seriously injured!
The president couldn't help but wonder if this could have been avoided if he had discovered it earlier.
The president's eyes slowly closed.
When he opened it again, all the emotions were suppressed in his eyes.
He handed the tablet back.
"Ten hours." The president said, "More than one minute, this building will be a cemetery for all of you."
This is the absolute strength of a country's president, with an undeniable aura of kingship.
Fu Xizhou calmly lowered his eyes, met his gaze impartially, without any fear, and said calmly: "It's a deal."
The turbulent situation temporarily calmed down at this moment.
The ten-hour countdown has officially begun.
As time passes, it is like a gradually tightening lead, ready to break this short-term calm at any time.
upstairs.
Gu Beisheng extracted the remaining toxins from the arrow feathers, analyzed the ingredients, and shuttled around the laboratory.
This high-end laboratory has the most sophisticated instruments and can obtain the most accurate data.
By the time Gu Beisheng finished analyzing the ingredients of the poison and developed the antidote based on Shen Yan's latest body data, several hours had passed.
But what is really important is this last step.
The ratio of each drug must be extremely precise, with no room for error, and due to time constraints, she had no time to conduct drug trials.
In other words, she only has one chance.
A thin layer of sweat gradually formed on Gu Beisheng's forehead, and his lips appeared a bit dry due to the exertion.
My wrists are sore and the soles of my feet feel like pins and needles.
All of this was overcome with strong willpower.
It seems like the blink of an eye is only ten minutes away from ten hours.
At the same time that Professor Leon appeared at the door of the laboratory, Gu Beisheng walked out of it.
In her hand, she held a bowl, which contained a dark brown liquid with steam rising from it.
Professor Leon's brows suddenly tightened: "Is this Chinese medicine?"
Gu Beisheng paused slightly and replied in a low and hoarse voice: "It's also the antidote."
The solemnity on Professor Leon's face did not fade even a little.
Gu Beisheng's acupuncture skills were so wonderful that he changed his view on this therapy.
However, this did not mean that he could believe that she could make the antidote in just ten hours.
If it's so easy, then what's the point of the other party trying so hard to create this poison?
They must have determined that this poison could only be cured by the antidote in their hands.
Therefore, Gu Beisheng's ten hours of hard work would most likely be in vain.
With this in mind, Professor Leon followed Gu Beisheng.
When he saw her preparing to drink the medicine into Shen Yan, he said solemnly: "You have to think clearly. If this bowl of medicine has an unexpected reaction, you will not be able to bear the consequences. But if you give up now, you will Hand over the princess, no matter how much the president blames you, I will try my best to save your life."
After all, he did not deny his admiration for her being able to have such skills at her age.
After hearing this, Gu Beisheng raised his eyes and looked over, smiling slightly.
"Thank you, Professor." Her soft voice said simply the next second: "But I have thought about it clearly."
Then, under Leon's surprised eyes, Gu Beisheng fed the medicine.
A few drops of medicine inevitably slipped from the corners of Shen Yan's mouth, which she wiped away with her fingertips.
Professor Leon felt a bit of expectation in disbelief.
But after taking the medicine, there was no reaction for one minute or two minutes.
His heart silently sank, feeling regretful.
With no time to wait any longer, Leon sighed in his heart, then took a deep look at Gu Beisheng, turned around and strode out.
Gu Beisheng didn't stop him.
Her eyes were constantly testing the instrument.
Her figure was faintly reflected on the screen, her expression indifferent, and only her clenched fingers revealed a bit of inner unrest.
Ten hours passed, and it was already dusk outside, and the night was dark.
The tight lead downstairs has been stretched to the extreme.
The president's face is half hidden in shadow, and his sight is as sharp as a knife.
The secretary held the stopwatch tightly and muttered the countdown silently.
Just in the last few seconds, the door opened with a bang!
The eyes of those illuminated by the dazzling light turned white.
When his eyes adjusted, he saw Leon standing there, with the medical staff behind him pushing Shen Yan on the hospital bed, and Gu Beisheng standing aside.
"Ai Wei!" The president strode forward with steady eyes, and his usually steady steps were a little messy.
However, the closer he got, the more clearly he could see Shen Yan's face as pale as paper, as if even his breathing was too weak to be heard.
His steps became heavier and heavier.
Until he stood still, Leon said: "The third princess was injured by an arrow when she was brought here, but the fatal thing was the toxin on the arrow. I tried my best and kept the third princess alive for twenty-four hours. The antidote must be taken within four hours."
He is the most famous doctor in Europe and appears frequently in the Smith family.
The president knows what he is capable of. He said that there is only so much time in twenty-four hours!
His voice suddenly came out from between his teeth: "So, what have you been doing in the past ten hours?"
If a hint of poisoning information is revealed, perhaps the antidote has been found!
Leon saw his anger, glanced at Gu Beisheng, and said solemnly: "Miss Gu spent ten hours trying to develop an antidote, and she just gave it to the third princess."
Even though it was a pity, he had given Gu Beisheng a chance. Now that the antidote she developed was useless, he had to tell the truth, otherwise his team would even be destroyed.
When the president heard that Ai Wei had taken the privately made antidote, his expression suddenly changed.
His anger just boiled over.
The next moment, Shen Yan, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly coughed several times and spit out a large mouthful of blood!