"How many times is this?"

In the quiet office, a foreign doctor stood opposite Li Xiaobei and asked respectfully.

"The third time." Li Xiaobei answered honestly with a cold face.

The doctor was stunned for a moment, his face looked a little ugly, and hesitated how to speak.

"Say!" Li Xiaobei's eyes turned cold.

The doctor immediately spoke: "Mr. Li, your sequelae are too frequent, and it will probably be more and more frequent in the future. You must be mentally prepared!"

Li Xiaobei subconsciously tightened his hands, his face was covered with frost, and the temperature in the room dropped to a negative number.

"There is no solution?" Li Xiaobei raised his cold eyes, staring at the British doctor with his sinister eyes.

The doctor lowered his head and looked helpless: "Mr. Li, we have accelerated the research, but..."

Liu Bai, who was standing aside, also looked bad, and he subconsciously looked at Li Xiaobei.

There is no way, can you just let your memory decline, and then...

"Do you know about my sequelae?" Li Xiaobei stood up, walked to the doctor, and stared at him condescendingly.

The doctor was startled and shook his head quickly: "The owner of the manor doesn't know!"

Li Xiaobei narrowed his cold eyes, raised his fingertips gently, and opened his thin lips: "Let the old man know, you should know what the consequences are!"

The doctor immediately knelt down on the ground and lowered his head hard, "Mr. Li, I am loyal to you. I hope Mr. Li... take good care of my family!"

"It depends on your performance!" Li Xiaobei said coldly, "How is the antidote?"

"Mr. Huili, he has been improving quickly. As long as you find a replacement drug, there will be no side effects after taking it!"

"You have to hurry, I can't wait long. If I'm in a bad mood..."

Li Xiaobei did not continue talking, but made people feel the dangerous aura.

"Yes, Mr. Li!" The doctor agreed immediately, and then respectfully left the office.

Leave blank and close the office door, and walk to Li Xiaobei with the documents, "Mr. Li, this needs to be signed!"

The day after tomorrow is the Presidential Inauguration Conference, and all documents must be signed in advance.

"Is the old man moving?" Li Xiaobei lowered his head and asked deeply, "Also, have you found the old man's information in the archive!"

No matter how powerful Li Yuanchen is, he cannot reach his hands into the Beijing archives library.

When I mentioned this, I remembered it after leaving blank space. I turned around and took the information, and handed it to Li Xiaobei with an ugly expression.

"Mr. Li, I have some doubts!"

Li Xiaobei stopped his movements, his eyes fell on the information, and sure enough, a murderous aura suddenly burst out between his eyebrows and eyes.

The camera fell on the information, it was Li Yuanchen's resume, but...

The person in the photo above is not the same as Li Yuanchen!

"But Mr. Li, all the information of the owner of the manor can match this person..."

Li Xiaobei narrowed his black eyes and looked cold and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he suddenly looked up.

The blank space was confused, "But why did the owner occupy someone's identity?"

"Talk this information to Zhan Xicheng!" Li Xiaobei spoke in a deep voice, "Send this information to the old man!!"

"Give it to the owner of the manor?" Liu Bai was a little surprised, wasn't he afraid of alerting the enemy?

Seeing that Li Xiaobei didn't say anything, he left blank space and had to do it.

He didn't understand what Mr. Li was going to do.

Leaving blank space, he suddenly ran in again in less than five minutes, and this time he looked panicked.

Li Xiaobei raised his eyes and looked at him coldly, feeling unhappy: "Mr. Li, something happened to Gu Zimin!"

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