"Professor Mu, I'm deeply grateful that you saved my third brother."
"Um... there's a Guinea Pig whose body is different from ordinary people's. He was just brought in, and I hope you can spare some time to take a look at him. He's been injected with an excessive dose of anesthetic and remains unconscious. Please help remove the anesthetic from his system."
As the White-Skinned Strongman spoke, he played a little trick.
He deliberately did not say that Hua Ji was overly sensitive to anesthetics, instead using a very subtle description: different from ordinary people.
That description could mean anything. For example, someone who could eat all they wanted without gaining weight, someone allergic to pollen, someone with no sense of direction... all of them could be called different from ordinary people.
The White-Skinned Strongman knew full well that Mu Yuan was busy with countless matters every day, so saying it directly would definitely not work.
How could he put it? Was he supposed to say, 'Hua Ji is allergic to anesthetics and won't wake up for half a day. Please wake him up quickly so I can interrogate him, solve the case, and find the Lizardmen'?
Obviously, if he said that, Mu Yuan would not give him the time of day. What did solving his case have to do with Mu Yuan? Wouldn't Hua Ji wake up if they just waited a little longer?
Therefore, the White-Skinned Strongman deliberately kept things vague and said Hua Ji was different from ordinary people.
Mu Yuan had just finished the work at hand. Hearing this, he nodded. "Oh? Bring him over and let me see."
The White-Skinned Strongman hurriedly called for someone to bring Huang Ji over. Huang Ji was wheeled into a medical room, lying on a bed.
Mu Yuan entered