From Sidekick to Bigshot

"Negative emotions. When a person has negative emotions, an undiscovered and named emotional factor produced by the endocrine system will enter the blood circulatory system. It is this factor that his heart cannot bear."

This also explains why Jian Yiling's heart stopped suddenly.

The Zhai family didn't know what his heart was all about before, so he treated it as a normal heart disease, thinking that any aspect of stimulation might cause him to have a heart attack.

"Did you isolate this factor?" Jian Yunmo asked.

"I searched for two hundred samples for experiments, and found a mood factor that exists in the endocrine system."

When Jian Yiling was in that world, apart from finding a way back, he borrowed more advanced medical technology there to study Zhai Yunsheng's heart problems.

Jian Yiling didn't stop for a moment, she didn't dare to rest because she didn't know what was happening in the world when she stopped to rest.

"In this case, as long as the neutralizer of this emotional factor is developed, it can be guaranteed that his heart will not fall ill!" Jian Yunmo suddenly understood the key to the problem.

"Yeah!" Jian Yiling nodded, "I developed it. Before using it, I need to perform verification experiments on his body to make sure that my inference is correct."

"I see. I have brought the computer. In addition, I will ask Zhuo Jia to take Liu Ting over. He has done Zhai Yunsheng's heart analysis with you before. This time it would be more appropriate for him to assist you."

Jian Yunmo set about to do it immediately.

"Second brother, then I will take care of Asheng."

"Wait a minute." Jian Yunmo stopped Jian Yiling, "Is the injury on her body medicine? I brought the medicine over."

Although Jian Yunmo walked in a hurry when she came over from Luo Haisen, she remembered to bring everything she should bring.

Especially medicine.

Jian Yunmo took Jian Yiling aside to give her medicine.

The fingertips were moistened with ointment and carefully applied to the scar on Jian Yiling's face.

When the hand was painted, Jian Yunmo stopped looking at Jian Yiling's palm.

There are old wounds and calluses on it.

This was not hurt in these two days, it has been a while.

Jian Yiling has always taken good care of her hand. Except for the professional cocoon where she held the scalpel, the other places were tender and smooth without any scars.

She would rather be slapped in the face than hurt her hand.

Jian Yunmo's hand applying the ointment trembled slightly.

But he didn't ask Jian Yiling how he made his hand like this.

Because Jian Yunmo knew that a lot of things must have happened to her in the past two years, and she must be working hard to get back to them.

There must be something that made her careless of her most beloved hands.

Jian Yunmo gently smeared the ointment on Jian Yiling's hand, and the old and new scars did not fall.

After finishing painting, Jian Yunmo said softly: "My brother applied it to you on the face and arms. For the injuries on other parts of your body, you will ask the lady Jin to do it for you."

"Ok."

Jian Yiling took her hand back, not daring to let Jian Yunmo look at her hand again.

"I'll go see Asheng."

"Go." Jian Yunmo did not object to Jian Yiling and Zhai Yunsheng staying together.

If it were two years ago, Jian Yunmo might still be a little unhappy.

But now, his mood has changed.

My sister is still alive, more important than anything else.