Despite Ji Haosheng's unreliable appearance, he was actually a renowned neurosurgeon at Haicheng Ancheng Private Hospital, possessing exceptional medical skills.
If Liu Fang wasn't by Fu Yanhe's side on a regular day, his health would be checked and strictly monitored by Ji Haosheng.
Therefore, it was easy for him to discern the type of drug in Shen Yanhe's blood test.
"That drug is a potent aphrodisiac that's been circulating in the black market recently. Luckily, you brought her to the hospital in time, otherwise her body could have sustained some damage," Ji Haosheng explained.
"As far as I know, currently only Zhao's men in the black market are selling this stuff."
Fu Yanhe remained silent, his gaze falling on Shen Yanhe's delicate wrist that lay exposed, one that he could break with just one hand, and gently placed it back under the blanket.
His eyes, as dark as ink, harbored a frightening storm, but his voice was very calm, "Wu Fang, go and have a chat with Zhao."
