Half an hour later, a white smart car parked smoothly in the hospital parking lot, and two figures walked down from it.

Su Hao looked around the modern city with some discomfort, and there was always a sense of discomfort when he came back from the deep mountains and old forests, he gently patted the other party's shoulder: "Let's go, go directly to your father." ”

The dead house uncle agreed with him to meet in the hospital, and to his surprise, the other party actually knew the director of the hospital, and this examination was with the director and an attending doctor.

As soon as I arrived on the fifth floor, a man in a suit and leather shoes shouted at the end of the corridor: "Hurry up, hurry up, you are so inkbloc!" ”

Su Hao rolled his eyes, he didn't bother to say anything, all the way was the highest speed allowed by the traffic rules, and there was no one who was still talking about ink.

At this time, the dead house uncle seems to be a different person, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his hair is shining on end, and his beer belly seems to have become a lot smaller.

Next to him stood a gray-haired doctor, who was originally putting his hands in his pockets, and when he saw the two of them coming, he crossed his fingers in front of him, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Su Hao...... The people around you.

The other party's gaze was very familiar to Su Hao, and his alchemy teacher would show such a look once he encountered a novel formula or conducted research.

What the hell happened, and what symptoms did Zhou Xiaomeng have?!

Su Hao was shocked, judging from the identity of the other party, it was obvious that he would not let that dead house uncle come to Hu, and it was very likely that there was really some special illness.

"Here, let's have a full body check-up first." The middle-aged doctor smiled gently, "Take it easy, just lie there and it'll be fine for a while." ”

"Hmm." Zhou Xiaomeng nodded, and was pulled into a special ward by a small nurse.

Inside was a huge instrument that looked a lot like a Second World game compartment, with a smooth surface and a lid that had been opened, leaving it a flat soft bed.

Zhou Xiaomeng took off all her coats, leaving only a small trousers, and her little face blushed a little and slipped into it, lying on it.

In the single room next door, Su Hao and the middle-aged doctor looked through the glass, and the holographic projector in front of them had already shown each other's whole body.

Three-dimensional phantoms, slowly rotating on a huge screen like a wall.

Su Hao watched silently without saying a word, the other party was able to let him follow all the time, obviously wanting him to witness something.

Organs appeared on the screen, such as heart, lungs, spleen, etc., and there were rows of data next to them, all of which were professional terms that Su Hao couldn't understand at all.

However, with the help of his personal terminal, he understood some of the above data.

These are all about a person's physical condition, body water, various trace elements, whether there are lesions, etc., so as to infer the health of a person.

However, the above data shows that the other party is only a little weak, and the situation is not too serious, so he doesn't understand why the two are so solemn and solemn.

It wasn't until the results of the brain scan came out that the rows of dazzling blood on it made him stunned for a moment.

"The little guy has a lesion in the brain, I won't say much about the specifics, you just need to understand that this disease is only in the initial stage now, and there are no obvious external characteristics."

The middle-aged doctor sighed and explained in a somewhat heavy tone, "This disease is extremely rare, it can affect the human neural transmission system, memory loss, the body is getting weaker and weaker, and the body cannot be controlled freely, etc., so that the person slowly falls into paralysis of the whole body." ”

"Isn't there a rule of law?" Su Hao asked a little unbearably. How can such a young and cute little guy be paralyzed and become a waste person like this, it's too cruel, right?

"I'm sorry, but even now, the brain is still a problem that human medicine can't solve." The doctor sighed again and shook his head.

"The only way to save the other party is to let their memories and thoughts exist in another way, otherwise sooner or later they will be affected in this body and completely lose their memories and thinking ......"

"However, the transfer of consciousness cannot be overcome at all, and "Second World" and "Fantasy World" only use brain waves that affect people to create virtual situations......"

Su Hao suddenly looked at him and asked, "Is it really not possible in the illusion world?" At the end of the day, can he be made to be a kind of aboriginal being? ”

"I'm sorry, I don't know much about this, if you can find the official of the Illusion Realm, you may be able to find out...... Don't get your hopes up though, consciousness transfer is a medical miracle that humans have always wanted to overcome, because it can make people immortal! ”

"Think about it, if you cultivate a clone, and then abandon the original old and diseased body, and keep transferring consciousness, won't human beings realize the dream of immortality in disguise?"

Su Hao lowered his head and stopped asking, an idea had already appeared in his heart, maybe he could try it.

Next, he asked softly, "How long has this illness been?" ”

"Fifteen years, since he was born, when he was detected, he thought he was cured, but it has been latent until three years ago, and it didn't begin to appear until three years ago, but the lesion has penetrated deep into the brain, and now it is about to explode." Uncle Zhou Tian stood there, his face was already full of wrinkles, as if he had aged for many years all at once.

"That's why you spoil him so much and let him dress up whatever he wants?" Su Hao asked a little dryly.

A mist appeared in Zhou Tian's eyes, and he muttered, "Yes, I can't guarantee his future, I can only satisfy his present as much as possible...... What an incompetent father I am! ”

Looking at the other party's sad appearance, Su Hao didn't know how to persuade the other party, since ancient times, birth, old age, sickness and death have been a big regret in life, not to mention that it is a white-haired person who sends a black-haired person!

After a while, after the examination, Zhou Xiaomeng left the ward, walked towards them in a hurry, and asked with a smile: "Brother Hao, what disease do I have?" ”

"I'm not sick, but I'm a little weak, so let's play games with me in the future to exercise." Su Hao smiled and reached out to touch his little head.

"Okay, you're going to play with me." The other party suddenly cheered a little, and had been begging before, but Su Hao thought he was in the way, so he didn't take him with him.

"Then let's get started, I've wanted to play this game for a long time, but my dad just won't let me play!"

"What's the hurry, I'll talk about it when I go back."

When the four of them left, they passed by a hospital room, and on the single bed inside, a figure seemed to sense his gaze and turned his head to look over.

"Hey, I finally woke up, I lost my company first." The middle-aged dean strode in directly.

Su Hao looked at him, and he felt a trace of familiarity in a trance.

Where do you seem to have seen this kind of gaze?