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The light curtain gradually spreads.

Song Xiaoyang found that the whole room was plunged into a white light, the men and women had become blurred silhouettes, and the sound seemed to float from a distance and resounded in a close distance, like a church organ and a choir ensemble, with a special sense of solemnity.

Wen Qianyi's facial features were hidden in the white light.

"You are the chosen one of the Nine Dragons Coffin, the sacrifice of the dragon vein, and you have unimaginable potential and qualifications."

"You were ruthlessly abandoned by the world, by your family, and by your father, you are just a small chess piece in the eyes of the Song family, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape the control of the trader."

"Endless anger fills your chest, and you hate everything you have now. The so-called glamorous and beautiful is nothing but a gift from the owner to the dog, and the dog owner will never care what the dog thinks, even if you wagging your tail and begging for mercy, no matter how much you show thirst and introspection, it will not help. ”

"Take a look around."

The shining figure named "Wen Qianyi" smiled slightly.

Song Xiaoyang was horrified to see the ward gradually disappear into the blinding light, and then countless nightmare scenes appeared around.

There are his subordinates, there are his friends, there is his family, and his ...... Father.

These vague and hideous faces laughed wildly, and there was no meekness in their scarlet eyes, only mania and greed, and their eyes scraped on Song Xiaoyang's face, making him feel a kind of pain like a knife.

"What the hell is going on! Let me go back! ”

Song Xiaoyang struggled and shouted, he ran in the endless curtain of light, flanked by twisted and broken malicious figures, there was no end, only despair......

In the real-life 1716 ward.

Song Xiaoyang was lying on the hospital bed, his eyes were tightly closed, he gritted his teeth, his expression was slightly frightened, his hands and feet twitched occasionally, and he seemed to be struggling in a dream.

On the forehead, neck, forearm, wrist and many other parts, intravenous catheters are inserted, and the transparent liquid medicine flows slowly in the catheter, and the air bubbles rise one after another in the plastic liquid medicine container, almost forming a line.

"Pulse 147, blood pressure 180\120......"

"Increased levels of neurotransmitters."

"Inject 1.8 million units of norfluoride activator and 300,000 units of vitamin maintainer."

"There was no blockage of the specific receptors, and the activity increased to 15.1 times the normal."

"Brain pulses fluctuate in the alpha band and are currently in a state of heterogeneous sleep."

Wen Qian also crossed his arms, quietly fighting in the corner of the room, watching Hao Ting and their busy work. Countless kinds of special medical equipment produced by Xingling Technology Company surrounded Song Xiaoyang.

They have received relevant training, and their proficiency is comparable to that of veteran doctors in Class A hospitals.

Chen Yuanli guarded the door and heard a faint sound coming from the room.

However, with the effect of the sonic partition, the vibrations of sound in the air are interfered with into irregular noise fragments, so that people outside the room cannot hear their conversation clearly.

"Instantaneous high pressure 12KV, abdominal region ready!"

"The heart rate was normal, the hormone levels in the internal environment were stable, and there was an abnormal tremor in the left atrium."

"Inject 100,000 units of defibrillator."

"Minimally invasive incision and implantation of a metal body ......"

If a doctor were present, one would be absolutely amazed at how strange and subtle the operation was. However, with the current standard of common medical care, it is impossible to understand what is called "magnetic energy network receptor modification".

Hao Ting whispered to herself.

"This is the second human operation, and hopefully there will be no problems."

"The first death row prisoner is not still alive and well." Yu Mingzheng chuckled, and the movements of his hands did not stop at all. "The clinical trials of chimpanzees are a testament to the success rate and amazing results of our reconstructive surgery. Clinical trials are necessary, and it would be interesting to have such a goal with identity. ”

It's hard for Hao Ting to agree with the views of these scientific lunatics, she just carries out her tasks honestly. Not in the slightest interest in the great plans and grand prospects in their mouths.

This fully shows the difference in thinking between men and women.

Wen Qian also counted the time.

At this time, the surgery has reached the final stage, and some people have removed the pinhole and minimally invasive incision to eliminate all the traces of the operation. The rest of the group was sorting out the surgical equipment and putting it back in the white box they were carrying.

"That's it."

Yu Mingzheng took off his gloves and said, "With the existing surgical conditions, at least it can be guaranteed that Song Xiaoyang will not have a rejection reaction within 5 years." In other words, he has at least 5 years left to live. ”

He glanced at the handsome man on the hospital bed with a hint of pity.

At the same time, I also have a new understanding of the methods of the mentor.

Song Xiaoyang's entire body was cleaned up, he still didn't have any resistance, and his eyes closed seemed to be having a nightmare.

"Very good."

Wen Qian also nodded slowly.

"Your mission is complete, and I still have something to say to him."

"The people of the national security are still investigating the Xingling Group, what should we do?" Yu Mingzheng asked.

Wen Qian was also thoughtful.

"Let the people at METRO slowly entangle with them. This group of people is just an appetizer for national security, and the real highlight is yet to come. But herein lies the fun of politics, and no matter how powerful the power of national security is, it will not help if it cannot be used. ”

Hao Ting hesitated: "Can't do it?" ”

"There are people in Yanjing who don't want Guoan to go too deep in Fengjing." Wen Qian only said half of it.

In fact, it was the Leng family who played their due strength behind the scenes.

Politics is the art of balance, and Wen Qianyi's helper has tilted the scales a little in his favor. At the same time, the Breakaway Program gradually blossomed across the country, and these immortal cultivators who were deliberately exposed to their gaze firmly attracted most of their energy.

Wen Qian also said calmly: "You should pay attention to the General Staff and certain overseas organizations, as well as jackals, tigers and leopards with ulterior motives. ”

Hao Ting, Yu Mingzheng and the others nodded, and then left the ward one after another.

"Hmmm......"

Wen Qian also turned off the synchronization device next to his right hand, and then ordered Alaya to cut off Song Xiaoyang's connection to the world of thought, and restore his brain activity to the real world.

"Ahh

Song Xiaoyang sat up from the bed suddenly, saw Wen Qianyi at first sight, and then screamed like a ghost, and retreated into the distance again and again.

He gradually regained his composure, looked down at his palm, and muttered to himself in an incredulous tone.

"This is the power of the Ancient Legacy?"

Wen Qian suddenly felt a little pity for him.

Song Xiaoyang tried to move his right arm, uncontrollably, and the white light visible to the naked eye gradually covered the surface of his skin! With ecstasy on his face, he jumped out of bed, and stared incredulously at the light flowing through his fingertips.

"The aura of heaven and earth is slowly flowing in your body, and you can't control it well." Wen Qian also said lightly.

He raised his right hand to aim at Song Xiaoyang, and at the same time, his mind was connected to Alayya.

"Definitely."

Song Xiaoyang's smile gradually solidified on his face, and he suddenly lost his sense of the body, as if this body no longer belonged to him!

(To be continued.) )