Intensive care unit.

The atmosphere was eerily silent, with nurses with tense faces coming in and out, bringing in medicines and medical equipment, and occasionally elderly senior doctors.

At this moment, the physicians who can appear here almost all have a long list of prominent titles, belonging to the names of people who can be called both nationally and internationally. It's just that at the moment of life and death, no matter how powerful a doctor is, it is difficult to go against the sky.

In the corridor outside the door, Wu Qingying's eyes were blank, staring at the bonsai flowers in the aisle in the distance in a daze, with tears hidden in the corners of his eyes. At this time, she is no longer like the wealthy lady who has always been shrewd and strong, and is competitive everywhere, but just a sad and helpless mother.

Sun Yahe's eyebrows were tightly locked, her face was solemn, and she was full of wisdom, and she couldn't do anything when she encountered this kind of thing.

In an ordinary family, this kind of thing affects the child's closest relatives at most; But in a family like the Xiao family, the influence of all aspects is not ordinarily great. involves hundreds of billions of entanglements of interests, the rise and fall of many people, and the future development trend of the two wealthy families, all of which will change completely differently because of the death of this child.

After a while, an old man with half-bald hair walked out of it, surrounded by everyone.

He waved his hand, motioned for everyone to leave first, and then walked to Wu Qingying's side.

"Academician Wang, what's the situation?"

Wu Qingying tried to squeeze out a smile on his face and asked in a low voice.

The academician surnamed Wang shook his head lightly, his face tired: "If it is maintained at any cost, it is estimated that there will be a stable period of about a year, and after that, ...... It's hard to say. ”

The so-called regardless of the cost means that the patient must stay in the sterile isolation intensive care unit all day long, with the help of a life support system and various expensive drugs to continue his life, and must not leave half a step, and it is not expected to live like a normal person.

Sun Yahe's face sank like water: "A year? Can't it be extended any longer? ”

Academician Wang shook his head: "Under the current level of science and technology, there is really nothing that can be done." ”

Wu Qingying asked with the last glimmer of hope: "So can the research of the research group produce substantial results within a year?" ”

"We're only 10 percent sure."

Sun Yahe was silent, 10% certainty is estimated to be bigger, and it is more likely that there is nothing to gain, but now in such a situation, even if it is one thousandth certainty, it can only be a gamble.

"Well, from now on, your funds will be tripled, please."

Wu Qingying gritted her teeth and said, believe it or not, she has no other choice today, if her son really can't survive this level, then she will lose all the chips in her hand.

Academician Wang nodded and agreed, and turned to leave.

"Madame, something...... It's time to plan ahead. ”

Seeing that there was no one around, Sun Yahe quietly reminded.

Wu Qingying slowly walked to the window and was silent for a long time before saying, "What else?" ”

"Persuade the old man to let Xiao Yulan return to the family, of course, you must inherit it to your name, and you will be her mother in the future."

"Will the old man agree? Chenyun, and Su Xinlan, that woman won't agree, right? ”

"The old man may have concerns, but this is the best choice to ensure that the Xiao family does not have turmoil, otherwise the mother and daughter will have to come back together. Believing in that situation, he is even more unhappy to see it, right? As for Su Xinlan's thoughts, as long as the old man nodded, it didn't matter whether she agreed or not. ”

"Well, that's all there is to it for now."

From beginning to end, they didn't consider Xiao Yulan's own wishes, or felt that it didn't matter what a minor girl thought.

……

Binhai, the headquarters of Qidian Literature Network.

The reception hall was already crowded, with banners, posters, and billboards everywhere.

It can be seen that the company attaches great importance to this event, so it has invested a lot of money, not only inviting a number of god-level authors to attend, but also live cultural performances, lucky draws, book signing and other activities.

When Xiao Yulan's nanny car arrived, he found that the parking lot of Nuoda had long been out of place, but fortunately, the organizer had already prepared, and a staff member who had been waiting for a long time came up to check the identity with the driver, and then guided the car to another more private parking lot through a special channel.

Xiao Yulan, who was wearing a hat and mask, stepped out of the car and saw that the editor Yinghu, that is, Hu Qingying, was already standing outside the car door, and greeted her happily after seeing her.

"It's time to wait for you, I'm afraid that you won't come, then I'll be embarrassed in front of the editor-in-chief."

She grabbed Xiao Yulan's arm and said.

"Say something good, how can you skip the ticket?"

Xiao Yulan walked in with her, saying that as a lover of online literature, this kind of rare event is naturally to come and see it, after all, this is a long-cherished wish in the previous life.

When I came to the rest area of the authors, I found that many familiar faces were there, and at this time a theatrical performance was being held in the hall in front of me, and it was not the time for these great gods to appear.

Seeing Goddess Lan come in, the gods suddenly became collectively excited, and they hurriedly came over to say hello, and there were also those who asked for autographs, and the scene was extraordinary.

Miao Yueqing commanded the staff to distribute the prepared photo album gift boxes to everyone one by one, which was already discussed with the company, and all the god-level authors present could get her autographed gift box package for free.

This time it's a real signature, not the kind of fake printed handwriting.

Finally stopped, Xiao Yulan just sat on the sofa and drank a few sips of water, when she saw Su Qingyu squeezing over and sitting beside her, holding a delicate gift box in her arms, and the cover was a large poster photo of Goddess Lan.

"How dare you come on such an occasion?" Xiao Yulan was a little surprised.

"Why can't I come?" Su Qingyu was obviously puzzled.

Goddess Lan sighed: "I'm afraid that in the fan meeting event later, you will be caught and beaten!" ”

“……”

Su Qingyu's face changed slightly, and after thinking about it carefully, she felt that this matter was not impossible, in the online literature circle, the name of the salted fish god was well known, and there should not be too many readers who were full of resentment about her.

"So, shouldn't I have come to join in the fun today?" She said weakly.

"It's too late to regret it now."

Xiao Yulan kindly reminded: "Otherwise, when everyone finds out that you are there, you won't be able to run away if you want to!" ”

Imagine the scene of a large group of indignant readers coming out of the booth at the book signing booth, brandishing sticks, leather whips, blades, tape, handcuffs and other strange things, knocking the salted fish god unconscious, putting it in a sack and sealing it tightly, and then carrying it away directly, Xiao Yulan has a chilling feeling.

At that time, even with his own skills, he would like to rescue her in the midst of thousands of troops, right?

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