"Let me go! Who are you? Let me go! You are illegally imprisoned! You are committing a crime...... Let go of me!"

Through the glass, several medical staff could be seen struggling to hold Dr. Ferranch's hands and feet—of course, not that they couldn't control Dr. Ferranch, but because they were afraid of injuring Dr. Ferranch, the task of suppressing them was particularly difficult.

This is the third day since the panel's first nasty meeting.

Mr. Aoife's face was full of stubble, and he had never left the hospital during this time. The red eyes and dark circles under the eyes make Mr. Aophee's image very bad.

"Mr. Auphe, Dr. Ferranch's memory has once again gone backwards...... But his brain likes to be more active than yesterday. The attending physician looked at the report at hand.

Mr. Aoife said faintly at this time: "His memory at this time should be about twenty-six years old. ”

The attending doctor was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly flipped through the various reports on hand, "When you were about twenty-six years old?"

Mr. Aufe sighed and said, "He just said he was going to accompany me to see the championship of Potts, which is the event he promised to take with me when I was eight years old...... It is a birthday present. ”

Because of the need to diagnose the cause of Dr. Ferranch in more detail, Mr. Auphee has already told Dr. Ferranch about his Alzheimer's disease, and through various means, he has found the doctor who quietly helped Dr. Ferranch treat this disease, and obtained Dr. Ferranch's medical records for the past two years.

However, this information still does not explain the problem of Dr. Ferranch's brain activity at this time.

Because of the brain's frenzied extraction of nutrients from the body, Dr. Ferranch wakes up for a short time, but every time he wakes up, his memory regresses.

He is getting 'younger' as he lives...... Thinking about it like this, I couldn't help but put forward a hypothesis that some doctors in the expert group could not have regressed to the memory of infancy in the end, and finally became an ignorant 'baby'...... Even, perhaps, when his memory regresses to the beginning, perhaps at the end of the doctor's life.

"Let me go...... Let go of my ......"

The paramedics are injecting Dr. Ferranch with a tranquilizer that will slightly suppress the activity of the doctor's brain. But when he comes to his senses, his activity will be further enhanced, and so on and so forth, it can only be a way to quench his thirst.

Looking at Dr. Ferranch's half-closed gaze, Mr. Ofie struck a sudden start, "Stop...... Let them stop!"

"Mr. Aophee, if we stop now, we won't be able to inject the doctor with the nutritional mixture, so his body will soon be unable to survive......"

"I said stop!!" Mr. Aofe grabbed the attending doctor's collar with one hand, and the fierce momentum of his position over the years overwhelmed the attending doctor's breath, and he could only quickly shout for the medical staff to stop.

Mr. Aufe broke directly into the intensive care unit at this time, he untied the restraints on Dr. Ferranch's hands and feet, and looked at Dr. Ferranch, who was half-asleep due to the crazy consumption of his body, Mr. Auphee reached out and took a bottle of synthetic nutrient solution next to him.

"Listen, you want to get out of here, do you? You want to take your son to the ball game in Potts, do you?" Mr. Orphee stared at Dr. Ferranch, "I can take you out if you want to get out, but only if you eat it all for me!"

Dr. Ferranch nodded with difficulty, while Mr. Aufe carefully fed the nutrient solution into Dr. Ferranch's mouth and told him to take it.

These liquids actually contain sleeping ingredients, and Dr. Ferranch quickly became lethargic after taking them.

The attending doctor wiped a handful of sweat and walked in at this time, and said with a sigh: "Finally eat...... However, the known nutritional mixtures are about to be unable to keep up with Dr. Ferranche's consumption. Perhaps, Mr. Auphe, we should consider a back plan......"

Each time, a more advanced blend of nutrients was used, and Dr. Ferranche's body was rapidly adapting to these external energy supplements.

Soon, the nutritional mixtures that can be made with today's technology will not be able to adapt to Dr. Ferranch's own consumption...... By that time, if a solution has not been found......

As a result, the panel came up with a final approach – and that was to freeze Dr. Ferranche's body.

In a situation where today's technology can't solve it, the only way to freeze Dr. Ferranch is to wait for the day when future technological breakthroughs will come.

Seeing that Mr. Aoife picked up Dr. Ferranch at this time, as if he was planning to leave the intensive care unit, the attending doctor was shocked, "Mr. Aophe, what are you going to do here?"

But I heard Mr. Aofe take a deep breath and say, "Help me contact the Frozen Man company in Europe." ”

Already...... Have you made a decision in your mind?

The attending doctor watched in amazement as Mr. Ofie left with Dr. Ferranch in his arms, and at the last moment, he subconsciously shouted, "Where are you going to take him?"

"Watching the game. ”

......

The sedan was speeding down the road, followed by several cars of the same model, followed by a white ambulance.

In the front car, Mr. Aofe, who was driving, glanced at the box in front of him, which was filled with a highly concentrated nutritional mixture brought out by the hospital.

"Oh...... I don't like the taste, does it smell like orange?"

In the passenger seat, Dr. Ferranch frowned and tried to spit out the pill he had just eaten, but Mr. Aufe reached out and covered Dr. Ferranch's mouth, "You need to swallow it, or I won't take you to the court." ”

"Well, long-winded Matthew. Dr. Ferranch shook his head and grunted his throat reluctantly.

It doesn't just seem to be a memory regression, it's even a memory confusion. Dr. Ferranch now recognized Mr. Orphee as one of his old buddies in life, Mr. Matthew, the curator of the Science Museum.

"Hey, Matthew, are there so many buildings around here, why can't I remember?" Dr. Ferranche looked out the window with interest.

Mr. Aufe didn't know how the world in Dr. Ferranche's eyes was structured, he could only follow the meaning of Dr. Ferranch's words, so he had to say helplessly: "The world is changing with each passing day, you stay in the laboratory all day, of course you don't know how the outside world is changing." ”

Dr. Ferranch laughed disdainfully, "Nonsense! The world changes because of technology. If it weren't for the technology developed by people who spend all day in the laboratory doing science, where would the world change?

"I didn't deny you either. Mr. Aufe shook his head.

Dr. Ferranch frowned at this point, "Matthew, are we going to miss time?Is Aoye really already waiting for me at the stadium? Oops...... It's all my fault, I actually forgot about it, if you hadn't reminded me, I would still be in the office to correct the test papers!"

At this 'time', Dr. Ferranch should still be a teacher in the National University, far from the time when he was called up to the National Academy of Sciences.

"When do I have a reminder...... Oh, yes, I reminded you. Mr. Aufe sighed, "You often forget about your family because of your work. ”

"There's no way around it, isn't it? Our professor is going to pick an assistant that will help me in the future. Dr. Ferranch shook his head, "You guy with no family, you don't understand. ”

Mr. Aofo smiled bitterly: "But have you ever thought about it, Aoife...... He doesn't really like to see you busy. Maybe he'd rather you stay home and spend more time with him, even if it's just for an afternoon of football?"

"I'm angry when I talk about this, this kid, this year's birthday wish actually said that he wants to watch a football game, and he said that he wants to be a great football player when he grows up!" Dr. Ferranch said through gritted teeth.

Mr. Aofe was stunned, "It's a good dream to be a football player." Isn't that true of children?"

Become a great football player...... I dreamed of it many years ago.

Dr. Ferranch shook his head, didn't speak, just squinted his eyes, leaned back in his seat, and said nothing...... When Mr. Aofe saw this, he quickly opened the box full of nutritional pills nervously, and pushed Dr. Ferranche on the shoulder: "Ferranche, Ferranche, don't sleep, it's almost there!Ferranche, eat some sugar...... Ferranche!"

"Matthew! ”

Dr. Ferranch opened his eyes at this moment, slapped Mr. Aufe vigorously, and reproached, "I'm sleepy, I can't afford to squint for a while...... You just ruined my good dreams, you know? I just dreamed that Aoife had grown up and taken a beautiful bride, and he was taking the wedding ring from my hand, bastard! You woke me up at this time! You will bear the wrath of the whole world as a father! I curse you to be single for the rest of your life!"

I...... I've already taken it from you once...... Father.

"Really...... I'm really sorry. Mr. Ofie choked up suddenly.

At this time, Mr. Aoife's Bluetooth headset suddenly rang. Mr. Ofie glanced at Dr. Ferranch, and saw that he narrowed his eyes again, and said that he would continue to live the dream of Ofie's marriage.

"Sir, it's already arranged. However, due to the rush of time, we could only ask Poz's club to pick a team of reserve players, and their main selection was playing elsewhere at this time...... After all, it's ...... to recreate the game of that year."

Mr. Ofie glanced at Dr. Ferranch again, then lowered his voice and said, "Listen, I'll be there in fifteen minutes, so get the players ready." ”

......

There are not many people in the football field. Mr. Aufe suddenly had a sense of luck – fortunately, the player he liked as a child played for a club that was not well-known and had been playing in the second division. If that weren't the case, he really didn't know where to find a large audience dojo.

But even so, a large number of group performances have been brought in, so that the place is not too empty - just like it was back then.

"Oh...... It's already started?" Dr. Ferranch opened his eyes.

In fact, he is now like a patient with narcolepsy, falling into a near-lethargic state after taking two steps, but for some reason, he always wakes up.

Dr. Ferranch did not mention the matter of Aoife again, and Mr. Aoife had arranged for a young actor to temporarily act as the 'childhood Aophee', which seemed to be temporarily unnecessary.

The young actor was on standby not far away, bored as he watched the group of performers in front of him pull up the banner, screaming hard, and then pulled the corner of Raofi's secretary's clothes, "Even if you don't play, I will charge." ”

Mr. Secretary stared at the little guy with black lines on his head, and said secretly: This little ghost will have a way to make money in the future.

He shook his head with a wry smile, and then looked over to Mr. Ofe, wondering what his commander and Dr. Ferranchibo were talking about at this time.

"Hey!!Potts!Give me some force!Have you not eaten?"

It's like a young man, from this old body that is almost collapsing, at this moment bursting with the vitality of a man in the prime of life. Mr. Aufe grabbed Dr. Ferranche, who was about to rush out of the audience, with some concern, "Ferranche, old fellow, can you be civilized?"

"Oh...... I'm sorry, so excited. Dr. Ferranch sat down, then looked around him, "Matthew, did you see Auphe, he seems to be gone!"

So saying, Dr. Ferranch stood up again anxiously—Mr. Aufe was stunned, as if his father had only 'remembered' the matter.

He hesitated for a moment, gave up the idea of asking the secretary to call the little actor, and said directly: "Have you forgotten? Aoye went to the bathroom." ”

"Oh...... Dr. Ferranch nodded, then sat down again, shook his head, and said, "Actually, I'm so angry that I'd rather stay in school and continue to revise papers, or do experiments." ”

Mr. Aufe said, "You don't like sports in the first place. ”

Remembering that when Dr. Ferranch took him to watch the game, he slept for the second half in a cluttered environment, and Mr. Ofie smiled subconsciously.

Dr. Ferranch shook his head and muttered, "Who makes Aoife like it? You'll understand when you become a father." ”

Dr. Ferranch gave Mr. Aufe a gentle slap on the shoulder.

"I don't understand. Mr. Aufe looked at Dr. Ferranch, and a string was touched in his heart, "I don't understand you, I don't understand why you often put Aoife in your mouth, but why you always leave him only with his back, I don't understand that until later, you only have satellites in your heart." ”

"Really...... You don't understand, you don't understand......" Dr. Ferranch muttered to himself, as if remembering something.

Mr. Aufe was keenly aware of Dr. Ferranch's abnormality, and his heart suddenly became a little excited, but he heard Dr. Ferranch suddenly shrug his shoulders, "Of course you don't understand, because you're not a father, haha!"

"yes...... I'm not. Mr. Ofee let out a long breath and looked at the players on the football field below, "Indeed, I can say that you ...... Actually, I'm the same myself, all these years. ”

"Why did you suddenly become negative?" asked Dr. Ferranche curiously.

Mr. Aufe turned his head, patted Dr. Ferranche's leg, smiled, shook his head, and said, "Nothing, it's just ...... It's just that I suddenly remembered my father. ”

"Oh, old Matthew must have brought you many good memories. Dr. Ferranch nodded.

Mr. Aufe's body shuddered as he knew what he needed to do, an almost instinctive urge that made him stand up abruptly, and he looked at Dr. Ferranch, "You're right, they're playing so badly that I really should have scolded a few words." ”

"Oh?" Dr. Ferranch was stunned.

Mr. Ofe grabbed the guardrail with both hands, leaned out and yelled, "Hey, Potts!shit!!Get your milk out!!!You soft-legged shit!!!

It was so loud, so loud that it was so loud that even people from afar could hear it...... Mr. Secretary, who listened to the support at any time, and a group of medical staff on call all looked at each other - Mr. Secretary was even a little glad that there were no reporters here, otherwise Mr. Aophe, as an important member of the state, would be very damaging to his image in public.

"Aha! shit!!Potts, you're a piece of shit!" Dr. Ferranche laughed and stood up, following Mr. Oddie's example, and leaned out, "Shit!!"

"Shit!!"

"Die!!" Mr. Orphee slammed his air pump into the middle of the pitch.

"Shit!fuck it!!!" Dr. Felanche excitedly followed Mr. Aophee's example, and threw out the air stick in his hand.

The two of them burst out laughing.

......

......

After that, Dr. Ferranch fell asleep and could not wake up.

The doctor who accompanied the team hurriedly stepped forward and sent Dr. Ferranch to the ambulance for examination, and came to the conclusion that Dr. Ferranch's health had deteriorated even more on this trip, so he needed to be sent back to the hospital immediately.

Mr. Ofe nodded in agreement in silence.

However, it didn't take long for the ambulance to be on the road, but Dr. Ferranch suddenly opened his eyes, startling several medical staff next to him for a while.

But apparently this time, Dr. Ferranch's memory did not regress or advance, but returned to the state of that day in the research institute.

Dr. Ferranche's hands were pressed against the stretcher, and the doctor tried to calm him down, but he struggled.

His gaze was out of focus, and when he noticed that his hands could not move, he soon stopped struggling. It's just that his lips are moving rapidly, and he keeps reading something complex and esoteric.

"No...... The sedative has also failed!" The attending doctor suddenly became flustered, "How can this be...... The dose is enough for an adult elephant to ......."

"Are you going to keep fighting?" Mr. Orphee angrily grabbed Dr. Ferranch's arm as he watched the attending doctor try to give Dr. Ferranch another pillow again.

"But...... But if he doesn't let his brain cool down......" the attending doctor was horrified, "Mr. Ofie, he's going to die...... In this case, it will be very soon!"

I saw that Dr. Ferranch's nostrils were slowly bleeding blood, but he didn't know it, his eyes were still blank, and he was still doing verbal calculations.

However, an overdose of sedatives can also be fatal.

"Materials! Give me materials! I need materials...... Give me the materials!" Dr. Ferranch looked sharply at Mr. Ofie, "materials...... Material ......"

"What material?" asked Mr. Aoife hurriedly.

"Materials...... Material...... Material ......"

Mr. Aofe gritted his teeth and shouted, "Go to the scientific research center...... Go to the research center !!!"

......

I don't know what materials are needed, but I'm afraid there is no place for more materials than a national scientific research center has. When the director of the scientific research center heard the news, he was shocked and seemed to realize something.

It wasn't until Dr. Ferranch was sent to the scientific research center that the dean saw the old man's appearance at the moment, and his face turned white.

Mr. Aofe's steps were very heavy, silently following the side of the hospital bed, bowing his head and saying nothing, the dean came forward to inquire about the situation, he just asked directly: "Materials, are they ready?"

"I don't know exactly what materials are needed. The dean shook his head: "However, I have people move everything that can be moved together...... Ferranche ...... he the hell"

"Maybe that's what you want. Mr. Aofe's voice was cold, he suddenly stopped, looked at the dean, and said coldly, "I don't allow you to miss a thing!"

The dean nodded heavily.

At this time, the researchers of the scientific research institute had cleared out a large area, and the so-called materials were classified, occupying almost two-thirds of the space in the room. Even, they have prepared a variety of tools.

Under the different gazes of everyone, Dr. Ferranch went from needing human support at the beginning to suddenly rushing into the materials with a brisk step, and began to frantically search for something.

Instead of writing a lot of advanced knowledge on the wall like he did last time, Dr. Ferranch just flipped through the materials here, and a lot of precious materials were turned over to the ground like garbage, and many people who watched them frowned and looked heartbroken.

Suddenly, Dr. Ferranch seemed to have found what he was looking for, and hurriedly took it and placed it on the workbench.

It was something like a plank.

"It's ...... Plank?" A researcher watched in bewilderment as Dr. Ferranch began to pound on the plank - in fact, it was indeed a plank, a plank that had been broken from a wooden box containing precious materials.

Then Dr. Ferranch began to take the most common tools, such as rulers, hacksaws, nails, etc., and began to cut the plank.

No one knows exactly what Dr. Ferranch is trying to do.

But Dr. Ferranche, halfway through the plank, suddenly stopped, as if thinking about something—he picked up an oil-based pen, and began to write on the workbench.

"Let's see what he wrote. The dean frowned and commanded a researcher to pass.

The researcher nodded, and under Mr. Auphe's piercing gaze, he dared to creep over to Dr. Ferranche's side and look over at the workbench.

He frowned at first, seemingly puzzled, but gradually, as Dr. Ferranch wrote more, his mouth began to open, and later, the researcher even hurried back.

"Yes...... Be...... It's ......"

"Don't panic!"

"It's a blueprint! It's a blueprint!" said the researcher quickly, "It seems to be the blueprint of a three-stage propulsion rocket... But I've never seen a construct before! I can't figure it out!"

"Find someone!" the dean decided.

Seem...... It's back to the last time I was in the conference room.

A large number of researchers began to gather in this place, scanning what Dr. Ferranch had drawn on his workbench and into the computer, analyzing its structure, and even starting to model the data so that they could draw conclusions on the fly.

Mr. Orphee ignored the scientists' enthusiasm and exclamations, he just looked at Dr. Ferranch's back.

Or is it like this...... All along, it was given to him such a back.

The attending doctor beside him became more and more anxious at this time, and couldn't help but whisper in Mr. Aophee's ear: "Mr. Aophe...... He's been in this state for a long time, and if he doesn't stop, I'm afraid I'm ...... I'm afraid there really can't be helped. ”

"Haven't you been able to do it for a long time?" said Mr. Orphee, glancing at the attending doctor.

He couldn't say a word...... There was so little time given to him, and the team of experts behind him, that there were no previous references.

Facing Mr. Aophee's gaze, he could only shake his head gloomily.

Mr. Orphee ignored the attending doctor, but looked at Dr. Ferranch's back and muttered, "That's ...... Will you be satisfied? ”

Mr. Aufe sighed, feeling that he had no need to keep it...... At least, he couldn't bear to see Dr. Ferranch fall before his eyes.

At least...... Let his greatness stay in his heart.

With the lives of an entire team on his back, including his own daughter-in-law, Mr. Aoife knows better than anyone how guilty it tortures Dr. Ferranche. Because he and he have always lived under the same roof and have the most intimate relationship in the world.

But because of this, he couldn't turn to Dr. Ferranch...... He couldn't help but forgive Dr. Ferranch.

Maggie ...... Are you watching at this time?

In a trance, Mr. Aoife seemed to see many figures that did not belong here...... The figure of his wife, the colleagues of her wife Maggie—those who lost their lives in the disaster long ago.

Mr. Aoiffe knew that this was the fantasy he had seen, a scene of mental torment.

They were all by Dr. Ferranche's side, around the workbench...... What was left behind by those who had left was Dr. Ferranch's.

Their spiritual ...... their will.

"Is that what has been sustaining you all along?" muttered Mr. Auphee.

He smiled and made a silent gesture as he saw Maggie looking at him, and then looked intently at Dr. Ferranche as if to say, "Look, this is our pride."

Mr. Aufe tried to say something, but he stopped abruptly, and he closed his eyes, trying to record the scene where reality and illusion were intertwined.

"So be it. "Mr. Ofe sent his blessing to Dr. Ferranch.

He suddenly wanted to knock on the office of the research institute that had been left empty—the office of his wife, Maggie. He remembered that on the desk in that office, there seemed to be a family photograph on it.

Perhaps, it's time to bring this relic back with you.

"Hey, why doesn't this model match the design drawing?"

"I'll see...... Strange, isn't the structure of this model rocket too old? I think I've seen it somewhere?"

"M901 satellite...... This is a model of the rocket thruster used in the M901 satellite program, I remember!"

Mr. Ofee suddenly stopped his steps and turned to look back...... Look at the old back, carefully assembling an old model.

This model ......

"What is this doing, Doctor, pushing the latest rocket blueprints while working on an old model?"

Step by step, Mr. Ofe walked towards Dr. Ferranch...... The back is getting closer and closer, closer than the back when he got up and watched him go out when he was a child, closer than the back he hid outside the study and watched his back, extremely close......

"Hmm...... I remembered that this rocket was an entry in the science and technology competition Ferranche that year. It was because of the construction of this rocket that he won the championship, and since then the scientific research center has tapped him who was still teaching at the university...... Well, it's true that this model is right. At this time, the director of the scientific research institute recalled the memories of a long time ago, but he was very puzzled by the fact that Dr. Ferranch assembled the model at this time.

But Mr. Ofe was already at the workbench.

- Aophee, what do you want for this year's birthday present?

- Rocket, I want a rocket!!I want to go to space, I want to be an astronaut!

- Aoife, we can't find this kind of thing in our country now...... How about a new soccer ball?

- I don't care, I don't care! I want to be an astronaut! I want to fly a rocket!

- Okay, yes, Daddy got one for you!

......

- Aophee, what do you see I've done for you? Kick and kick, the rocket is coming!

- I don't want it, this rocket can't fly in the sky!

- Well, it takes a long time to make a big rocket, you take this now, and later, Dad will make you a real rocket, a rocket that can send people and satellites, okay?

- Really?

- I don't lie to you.

- A word is a certainty!

- A word is a certainty!

"A word is a certainty......," Mr. Aufe slowly put his hand on the back of Dr. Ferranch's hand, and grasped it firmly, "A word is a ......"

Dr. Ferranche's body shuddered slightly, but he quickly continued to concentrate on assembling the model on the workbench.

Everything, everything.

It's all for you.

"Dad...... Don't go! I don't want it!"