In the Intensive Care Unit.

A group of doctors and nurses are busy nervously around the middle hospital bed.

"Hey...... Hello...... It was a lot of fun......"

The eldest young master Qin Kang was lying upright on the bed, staring at the chandelier on the ceiling with blank eyes and dementia, and let out a few unconscious smirks from time to time, saliva kept flowing down the corners of his mouth, and the snow-white sheets were already wet.

This guy is in a bad state right now, very bad. The kind of biochemical poison used in the battle split has an extremely terrifying damage effect on the human cranial nerves, and unless it is the Phantom Li himself, there is no way to solve it in the human world.

Of course, the Qin family's medical resources are needless to say, but unfortunately, after a joint consultation between senior doctors and professors, it was determined that Qin Kang's brain tissue had been irreversibly damaged, and the existing medical methods had basically lost their effect.

Qin Long stood beside him, smoking violently with a gloomy face, and his wife Fan Qiwei wiped her tears vigorously and sobbed a few times from time to time.

The incident that Qin Kang made at this birthday banquet was really too big, and several other important people in the Qin Mansion had already spoken, saying that Qin Long must immediately find out the causes and consequences of this matter and give Old Man Qin and them a satisfactory explanation, otherwise he, the eldest son of the Qin Mansion, would pay the due price for this matter!

Qin Long knew in his heart that this was almost an ultimatum, he was not treated well at home, and now his baby son was in such a big drama, which made him feel like crying without tears.

A group of young master Qin Kang's followers had already been escorted over by the guards, and they were huddled at the door tremblingly, all of them were pale, and they didn't dare to come out.

After a long time, Qin Long glanced at them coldly and asked, "What happened today, what caused it? Who was the young master plotted against? What were you all doing at that time? I want to know all the causes and consequences of the incident!"

A group of followers looked at each other, and one of the guys led by looked at Qin Long's face and said cautiously, "We're ...... We don't know exactly what happened, but we were accompanying the young master to the banquet...... But we weren't with him at all when it happened......"

These poor guys also felt very wronged, and not everyone was qualified to enter the banquet in the Qin Mansion. So after Qin Kang entered the banquet hall, all of them who were not qualified went outside to have fun, and it wasn't until after the incident that they learned about it.

And the video system in the banquet hall had already been hacked by Phantom Li first, so no one knew what happened to Qin Kang at that time.

Seeing that these guys didn't know anything, Qin Long's face became more and more gloomy and embarrassed, and he gritted his teeth and sneered: "Since you don't know anything, what is the family still doing with you waste?

With a wave of his hand, a group of grim-looking guards immediately walked in and dragged them out one by one like eagles catching chickens.

He steadied himself, looked at the group of physicians and experts, and tried to ask in a flat voice: "What is the condition of this kid? Is it possible to recover? I want to listen to the truth!"

Several elderly experts and professors looked at each other, and one of the oldest doctors with the oldest qualifications spoke: "Mr. Qin, Young Master Qin Kang was plotted by someone, this can already be determined. His brain has been damaged by a mysterious biochemical agent, and we can only try to stabilize his physical condition so that it does not worsen. ”

"So...... At present, the only feasible way is to let the young master recuperate, and when we find a feasible plan, we will try to treat ......"

His wording was more euphemistic, and the implication was that Qin Kang had become an out-and-out vegetative person, and unless a miracle happened in the future, he would not want to recover in ten or twenty years.

Qin Long's forehead was bruised, his breathing became irrepressibly heavy, and he was about to thunder and rage, but at the last moment, he finally held back, and said with a blue face: "Okay, I know everything, you can do it, what resources you need, just ask." ”

"Yes!"

Fan Qiwei's lips moved next to her, and she came over and touched her son's forehead with some regret, and the sobbing gradually became louder.

Qin solemnly sighed heavily, rubbed his temples a little tiredly, and said to his wife, "Let's go outside for a walk!"

Fan Qiwei nodded and walked out of the room with him.

The world outside the ward was full of birds and flowers, and the sun was shining, which was very different from their state of mind.

"This kid ...... Most of them can't be saved!" Qin Long stared at the treetops in the distance with an expressionless face, and his voice was mechanical.

"What?!......" Fan Qiwei's face changed miserably, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

They are just such a son, if they really become lifelong cripples, how will they live in the future?

"Really...... Is there really nothing that can be done about it?" she asked, trembling.

Qin Long smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "Then you put down your body and go and ask that Zhao Xinglan!"

"She?" Fan Qiwei didn't react for a while, and asked in a daze.

"That's right, it's her!"

Qin solemnly nodded: "If there is anyone else in this world who can save your precious son, only Zhao Xinglan can do it!"

Fan Qiwei: "......"

……

On a quiet night, the stars are shining, and the magnificent sea of stars hangs quietly in the night sky overhead, appearing quiet, deep and mysterious.

Located in the center of the imperial capital, in a marble building with an ordinary appearance, a meeting is being held that will affect the future political situation of China and the situation of the entire human world.

In the middle of the conference room, seven old men sat quietly, looking unwavering, silently flipping through the documents in front of them, and no one said anything for a long time.

A middle-aged man with a serious face holding a thin stack of documents was giving a brief overview of the government's fiscal revenues and expenditures for the year.

The people in the entire conference room were expressionless, their lips were closed, and they looked inscrutable, and occasionally there would be a slight cough and the sound of documents flipping, but it was more and more set off the subtle atmosphere in the conference room.

The Prime Minister exhaled softly, he put down his teacup, leaned back in his broad, comfortable chair, habitually squinted slightly, and quietly observed the expressions of the attendees.

On a quiet night, the stars are shining, and the magnificent sea of stars hangs quietly in the night sky overhead, appearing quiet, deep and mysterious.

Located in the center of the imperial capital, in a marble building with an ordinary appearance, a meeting is being held that will affect the future political situation of China and the situation of the entire human world.

In the middle of the conference room, seven old men sat quietly, looking unwavering, silently flipping through the documents in front of them, and no one said anything for a long time.

A middle-aged man with a serious face holding a thin stack of documents was giving a brief overview of the government's fiscal revenues and expenditures for the year.

The people in the entire conference room were expressionless, their lips were closed, and they looked inscrutable, and occasionally there would be a slight cough and the sound of documents flipping, but it was more and more set off the subtle atmosphere in the conference room.