In a secret operating room in the First People's Hospital of Shencheng City, a doctor and several nurses are busy under the shadowless lamp. The doctor who performs the operation is a well-known brain doctor in China and even in the world. His name is Guan Haitian, and he is the biological son of Professor Guan Shanyue, a well-known brain authority in China. Guan Haitian is only 40 years old this year, but he is already the first brain surgery in China. Under his superb medical skills, almost no operation was a failure. Of course, the patients who come to him for brain surgery are either huge rich people on the rich side or powerful bosses. Identity and status, that's amazing. No matter how difficult or rare a brain disease is, Dr. Kwan can rely on a scalpel to make the patient finally cured. Even in the case of terminal brain cancer, which is incurable, Dr. Kwan can prolong a patient's life to an incredible extent.

Dr. Guan is well-known at home and even in the world, and some time ago, even the royal nobles of a certain European country came to see Dr. Guan for surgery. However, in interviews with any media, Dr. Guan always emphasized that all his life's learning came from his father, Professor Guan Shanyue, an authority on brain medicine in China.

Few people in China know about the life of Professor Guan Shanyue. If it weren't for Dr. Guan Haitian's mention of his father every time he was interviewed by the media, I am afraid that no one in China would know about the existence of such an authority in brain science. As for the international community, it is even more unlikely that anyone knows.

Dr. Guan Haitian's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he kept asking the nurses around him to help him wipe his sweat, while his eyes were intently looking at the scalpel and tweezers in his hand. The nurses around me are considered to be old qualifications. She has been following Dr. Guan for more than ten years, and she has seen countless patients cured by Dr. Kwan. However, she had never seen Dr. Kwan so serious and cautious as she was now. Every movement of Dr. Guan seems to have made a huge determination to do it, and the number of times he asks to wipe sweat is also the most of all the surgeries in history.

The operating room is filled with a tense and oppressive atmosphere, which makes people breathless. If a mosquito had flown in at this time, it would have fainted due to the heavy atmosphere.

Outside the operating room, there were two people.

The man who was standing had a Chinese face, his hair was black, but his temples were already white. He looked like he was in his fifties and less than sixty years old, about 1.75 to 1.78 meters tall, and he was wearing a standard military uniform of country Z, but he had no epaulettes. On his feet were a pair of long black military boots, which looked to be a few years old, and the leather on them was a little worn. His figure was not very burly, he could only be considered of medium stature, but his whole body exuded this majestic aura. He brings a strong sense of oppression to people, believing that anyone will have a feeling of not daring to raise their heads in front of him. His most striking feature is probably the pitch-black blindfold on his right eye. It looks even more majestic and terrifying.

The one sitting was an old man, wearing a light blue kung fu shirt, not tall, dry and thin, with gray hair and wrinkles on his face. Judging from the gray hair and wrinkles on his face alone, this old man is definitely not less than sixty years old. Unlike the man who was standing, the old man had a kind face and gave him an amiable feeling. If you see it on the road, you will definitely think that this is a very ordinary and kind old man. But the old man exuded a terrifying aura all over his body at this time, no worse than the person who was standing.

Neither of them spoke, their four eyes glued to the door of the operating room.

I don't know how long it took, but the red light in the operating room suddenly turned green. The eyes of the two of them, which were originally a little tired, suddenly lit up, as if the world was suddenly full of life.

The door of the operating room was opened, and Guan Haitian walked out with his heavy legs in tow. His forehead was still covered with beads of sweat, and his eyes had lost their brilliance. His mask had been removed, revealing a handsome face.

The man in military uniform stepped forward and asked urgently, "Doctor Guan, how is it?" ”

Guan Haitian glanced at the man in military uniform weakly, then at the old man who was looking at him, shook his head and said: "The bullet has been taken out, the degree of damage to the brain is not high, and the brain cells are still alive, that is, the brain is not dead." However, the main organs of his body have completely failed, and many functions have been lost. In other words, all but the brain is dead. ”

The man in military uniform was stunned when he heard this, and then immediately asked, "Is there any way to save him?" ”

Guan Haitian didn't look at the man in military uniform, but looked at the old man, as if he was talking to the old man: "There is only one way." Dr. Kwan didn't continue.

The man in military uniform did not complain that Dr. Guan deliberately sold Guanzi, but cast an inquiring glance at the old man. The old man looked at Guan Haitian's face, and after being silent for a few seconds, he finally stood up slowly.

"How long will it take?" The old man said something inexplicable.

"It takes 15 minutes to prepare, about 48 hours for surgery, or even longer. It depends on how well the brain adapts and how much luck it takes. ”

"Are there any containers?"

"It's ready."

"Oh?" The old man's eyes narrowed, "Did you already know that this would happen?" ”

"Yes and no. It may be that he is lucky, or it may be that the good cause he planted bears good fruit. Guan Haitian smiled slightly.

"What do you mean?"

"Does he often send money to the mountains to support poor children?"

"Yes." The old man replied. "Actually, he didn't just sponsor poor children, he also sponsored those who didn't have the money to treat the sick." ”

The man in military uniform said impatiently: "What does this have to do with containers?" ”

"This boy with a congenital surname with cerebral atrophy is the person he has been sponsoring."

The man in military uniform suddenly fell silent, and the sense of oppression emanating from his body suddenly diminished a lot. The old man slowly stood up, put his hands behind his back, paced a few steps, and then turned around sharply and said decisively: "Without further ado, hurry up and prepare." ”

"Okay. I immediately went to prepare. Guan Haitian nodded.

The man in military uniform looked at the old man and asked, "Director, do you want Professor Guan to come too?" ”

The old man waved his hand: "No need, Professor Guan is at a critical moment in his research, so you can't disturb him at this time." And......" The old man looked at Guan Haitian, "I can absolutely trust Dr. Guan's medical skills." ”

Guan Haitian's eyes, which had lost their luster due to exhaustion, suddenly lit up at this time, swept away the exhaustion just now, and replaced them with a kind of blazing heat. He said sincerely: "Thank you!" ”

Then, Guan Haitian looked at the wall clock on the wall and said to the nurse next to him: "Inform all team members to prepare for a brain transplant!" ”

The nurse next to him hurriedly replied, "Yes, I'll go right away." With that, he turned around and re-entered the operating room.

Guan Haitian nodded at the two of them, and also turned around and re-entered the operating room.

At the same time as Dr. Guan entered the operating room, the door of the operating room closed again and the red light came on again.

The man in military uniform let out a long breath, and then said to the old man, "Director, you go back and rest." You haven't closed your eyes all night. ”

The old man sat down again, looked at the man in military uniform, looked at the red light in the operating room, sighed and said, "He's still inside, I'm not easy!" ”

"But Chief, if you go on like this, you'll fall too. Well, I'll keep an eye on it here, you go back and rest first, and I'll let you know as soon as there's news. ”

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Lie said, you haven't closed your eyes all night." Moreover, you have done a lot of work before and after, and I think you are the one who should rest the most. ”

"I'm not that vulnerable. I'm in good spirits, even if I don't sleep for a few nights. ”

"Be strong."

"I'm not being reckless. Anyway, I'm younger than you. ”

"You're an old boy, only four years younger than me." The old man scolded with a smile.

"Don't underestimate the age of four, I'm not yet sixty. You're over sixty years old. The man in military uniform said with a smile.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then smiled. The previous exhaustion and depression were also swept away with laughter.

The old man smiled and said, "It's all old! You're right, it's useless for us to spend here. Go home and come back with your spirits. ”

"Do you want me to send someone to guard this place?"

"There's no need." The old man stood up and looked at the door of the operating room, "If you can keep it, even if you and I are not here, we can still keep it." If you can't keep it, even if you send a division of people here, you won't be able to keep it. ”

"That's right. Let's go, then. By the way, I haven't eaten for a day and I'm hungry. Director, do you take care of the food? ”

"You are a major general, and you are looking for me to eat."

"I mainly miss Xiaoyu's craftsmanship."

"Xiaoyu's craftsmanship, don't count on it. She is now a dragon all day long, and she doesn't know what she's busy with every day. If you're not picky, try our babysitter's handiwork. ”

"That's fine. So what are you waiting for, let's go. ”

As they spoke, they both walked out of the secret operating room.

Once the burden of thought is put down, people are relaxed. The two talked and laughed all the way out of the hospital. The old man pulled the man in military uniform and got into his black Audi with a military plate. After the two got into the car, the black Audi slowly drove away from the hospital, and after getting on the road, it disappeared into the night with an acceleration.

If there were any head of the Central Military Region here at this time, he would definitely be shocked and incomparable. Because these two people are the most heavyweight giants in the entire country Z.

The man in military uniform, Duanmu Lie said, the chief executive of the National Security Bureau, and he usually presides over all affairs. He is the direct head of the NSA and is in full charge of all matters, big and small. From the transfer of officials to the selection of talents, it will all pass through his hands. Arguably the most powerful person in the NSA.

And that old man is Duanmu Lie's direct leader, Ling Li, the director of the National Security Bureau. Don't look at him in his sixties, and he basically doesn't care about anything in normal times, but as long as he is in the army, whether it is a bigwig who leans on the side of power or the head of the Central Military Region, he must respect him for three points, and even the top leader of the military department must be honored when he sees him.

What kind of earth-shattering thing is there that two heavyweights are here at the same time?