Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

If the location had natural magnetic fields, even the most advanced technology would be unable to create any signals. Also, it was not something that could be easily removed by force.

After spending a day in the forest, Yang Yi came up with this conclusion.

They were in a primeval forest that was not even marked on modern maps, so it was only natural for things to go out of control. Based on the current state of technology, it was impossible to create such a massive man-made magnetic field, perhaps not even in the next century.

The only reason this could have happened was if the magnetic field was a natural phenomenon in that area.

Zhuo Yun glanced at Yang Yi. He had only skin-deep knowledge about magnetic disturbances, but he knew it was not easy to destroy a naturally occurring magnetic field.

He raised his head and glanced at the archaeological expedition team members on the ground and asked. "I wonder what they were looking for in there."

"Beats me," said Yang Yi nonchalantly. He did not seem to care.

Zhuo Yun leaned his hand against his chin. He could catch the faint scent of flowers in the air. He leaned toward Yang Yi and took a whiff of him. "You smell good."

The statement was mind-boggling.

Other than blood, Yang Yi could not catch any other smell. He glanced at Zhuo Yun annoyingly. "Is there something wrong with your nose?"

"I mean it. It's a sweet floral scent," said Zhuo Yun firmly after taking a second whiff of Yang Yi.

Yang Yi raised his arm and sniffed himself. "I still can't smell anything on me."

"It's probably coming from you because you walked into some flowers in the forest. Since you've been in there for a long time, you're no longer sensitive to the smell," suggested Zhuo Yun.

"Perhaps." Yang Yi did not take it to heart. He leaned into the couch's backrest without speaking further.

The plane landed in the capital 30 minutes later.

A medical team was already waiting at the airport. They quickly sent the archaeological expedition team to the hospital for treatment.

Prof Min was also sent to the hospital. Min Yu went straight there without even changing.

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Everyone in the archaeological expedition team had serious internal and external injuries, so they were sent directly into the operating theater. After three long hours of surgery, they were finally saved.

When Min Yu heard the good news, the frown on his face finally disappeared.

Min Yu shook his head looking at Prof Min as he lay on the hospital bed quietly. He could not let his mother know about this.

Zhuo Yun knew Min Yu had been up all day and night, so he walked in from outside the hospital ward and said, "Why don't you go catch some rest? I'll stay with Prof Min. The moment he regains consciousness, I will call you."

Min Yu continued sitting on a chair in front of the hospital bed without moving. "I'm good."

Zhuo Yun knew there was no talking Min Yu out of this, so he paused and suggested. "In that case, I'll go back and get you a change of clothes then."

"Uh huh," acknowledged Min Yu mildly. He placed his elbow on the armrest, leaned his forehead against his hand, and rested his eyes.

Before long, Zhuo Yun left the hospital. He went back to the villa and retrieved a change of clothes for Min Yu and quickly came back.

After handing Min Yu the clothes, he stood guard outside the hospital ward.

The medical team thought that the archaeological expedition team would probably regain consciousness the next day, but they were still in a coma.

The doctor gave them a full body checkup and the patients' stats turned out completely fine. The doctor did not seem worried and simply told them to give it some time.

But the next day, the patients were still unconscious.