Yangcheng Guangdong Provincial Military Region General Hospital, ICU ward.

Zhang Xiangqiang, who was sitting crookedly in a special wheelchair, looked at the white lights of energy-saving lamps on the top of the corridor with a cloudy gaze, his face was expressionless, and he was pushed out of it by several trembling doctors and nurses.

The whole person has been thinned into a skeleton covered in dry skin, and all the places with veins on the body have been filled with various tubes, which brings sharp pain like Ling Chi all the time, and it can only be relieved by analgesics every few hours.

However, compared to these physical pains, the old man is more painful in the heart.

Zhang Yuqiang knew that his time was numbered, and even if modern advanced medicine and five- or even six-figure daily expenses could help him breathe a sigh of relief, he still couldn't avoid that day after all—unless, the Japanese experts that his youngest son found through that so-called "friend" were really useful.

In the narrow breathing tube, there was a "hissing" sigh.

He was afraid that the white light flickering above his head would suddenly press down and wrap himself in the next second, or that he would rise into the close range of the white light—that would mean that the business empire he had built up had entered the countdown to collapse.

Many people only see the joy of family with many children and many blessings, but they do not know that under the surface of this layer of family affection, there are hidden wars without gunpowder: cannibalism and fratricide are also one of the instincts of living beings, sharks will eat their siblings in the mother's womb to prevent the mother's nutrition from being shared, and the nestlings in the same litter will peck to death the weaker brothers in order to grab food.

Although human beings have not been so barbaric after the baptism of thousands of years of civilization, this kind of fighting consciousness branded in the genes is not clean - as long as there are interests, it is not surprising that brothers cannibalize each other, even if it is a poor family with many children, there have been cases of brothers fighting for one or two acres of insignificant land, one or two broken houses and even causing death, not to mention the rich and noble species with a lot of resources.

I won't mention how much fratricide was caused by the battle for the throne in ancient times, put it in Zhang Yuqiang's house, it is such a scene: before he died, his children had already begun to dump each other, I took two properties, you took a few percent of the company's shares, and he took 18 million in cash......

Counting Zhang Jiawei, Zhang Yuqiang has 10 children, six sons and four daughters, all of whom have any personality: smart, sinister, decadent, and sleek philistine...... In the preliminary round of the competition, three people were directly eliminated: two daughters who married off before Zhang Xiangqiang made a fortune in middle age, and Zhang Jiawei, the youngest son who is like a waste wood.

The rest are all seven people who fought together on the way to start a business, and Zhang Xuqiang, who grew up watching them grow up from fighting for food and clothing, knows them too well, and knows that none of them are fuel-efficient lamps:

The eldest son Zhang Yufan, the second son Zhang Yubin, and the third son Zhang Yuhong were spelled out together in the entrepreneurship, and each of them held important positions in the company, serving as the chief financial officer, acting head, and chairman respectively; The third daughter Zhang Yurou and the fourth daughter Zhang Yuying, as a tool for marrying other heads after making a fortune, although they married each other and taught their children, their influence in the business field is not small; Sizizhang Universe, Doctor of Pharmacy, Iron Doer, Director of Technology and Patents of the Company; There is only one fifth son, Zhang Yuqiu, who is not a big deal because he lives abroad all the year round, but recently he somehow came back to take this trip to the troubled waters......

Messy, messy, messy!

Once he dies, Zhang Yuqiang knows that just these guys who have not dealt with each other since childhood don't know what kind of chaos they have to become, plus those new and old courtiers who most of them will not obey them, relatives and villagers who were added together on the way to start a business, and a bunch of miscellaneous outsiders and shareholders, the stew is not so messy, and the company will inevitably decline and even go bankrupt in the internal fighting......

This is also the reason why the physical pain is comparable to the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and Zhang Yuqiang still does not give up the treatment - he can't let go, he can't let go of this behemoth he created single-handedly, and it collapsed with his departure.

Seeing that he was about to die, and even Zhang Xiangqiang himself was about to give up hope, Zhang Jiawei, who was his favorite but the most incompetent of all his children, actually sent a message - a friend who played with worms with him actually introduced a "miracle doctor", and said that this "miracle doctor" could guarantee that he would live to be 100 years old.

When he was healthy, Zhang Yuqiang sneered at these guys who walked the rivers and lakes and didn't even have a serious name, even if they had an international name, but now, the desire to survive made him regard Suzuki's solution as the last straw - people, they are all lucky.

What if it can be saved? After all, there is something more or less mysterious in the world, what if it works? Holding the mentality of treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor, Zhang Yuqiang agreed and made an appointment for treatment - anyway, no matter how bad the situation is, how bad can it be......

The nurse pushed Zhang Xiangqiang to the special ward for him to recuperate, and through the antibacterial glass, Zhang Xiangqiang reluctantly glanced at several "children" who came to visit him - it was very reluctant to use this word, because among his children, the youngest Zhang Jiawei was almost 30 years old, and the oldest was an old man this year.

There are four people who came to visit him today: Zhang Yufan, Zhang Yuhong, Zhang Yurou, and Zhang Jiawei, who is the same father as them.

The first two, with white hair, and the one in the middle is a bejeweled middle-aged woman, young and strong, Zhang Jiawei, who is wearing a black sports T-shirt, stands in it and looks like their son's generation, looking very incongruous.

"Little brother, are you sure that friend of yours is reliable?" Standing on the far left, black, thin and short, with a rickety back, and a wrinkled face that looked like a monkey at first glance, Zhang Yufan crossed his hands in front of his chest and said disdainfully, "I see that you are playing with those bed bugs crazy, and they all say that netizens can't believe it, you are good, but I believe in this kind of person, Dad is in a bad situation now, and I have invited so many nationally and even internationally renowned experts to see that I haven't done it well, and this kind of person is confident that it can be cured......"

"Whew!"

A mouthful of thick sputum rich in the smell of smoke was spat on the ground.

"Unless he's reincarnated Hua Tuo!"

On the side, Zhang Yuhong, who was seriously blessed in middle age, also said in a weird manner: "It doesn't matter if the so-called expert invited is someone else, it's actually a little Japan, I heard that the little devil has been making trouble outside again recently, what spies have caught a lot of them, don't look back, people can't save it, it's secondary, if you come to collect our Chinese's experimental data, and take our dad to do the experiment, we can indirectly become traitors......"

Saying this, the guy still pouted and whistled with his hands behind his back.

"Xiaowei, you really can't mess around this time!" Zhang Yurou, a middle-aged woman, also said anxiously, "You said that the Japanese have the latest technological product, what is it called, nano injection liquid, one injection can be good?" Putian is a deception that doesn't deceive people like this.,Are you playing too many games?! ”

"Let's make trouble, anyway, if it weren't for my father's illness and rush to the doctor, he would be confused, and the ghost would give him a chance to make trouble!" Zhang Yuhong said angrily, "Anyway, I said ugly things ahead, if that little Japan really has such a great ability, I will kowtow to him three times and call him grandpa, if you make Dad out of three long and two short, hum hum ......"

He sneered: On our territory, he, your so-called friends, and even you, can't give me food and walk around!

In the face of doubts, Zhang Jiawei also broke out in a cold sweat, and his eyes looked at the Japanese translator invited by him from time to time.

"This and this, I assure you, Zhong Heng can absolutely trust him, he, he has ......" As he spoke, Zhang Jiawei's voice gradually turned into a mosquito call, causing the three veterans next to him to laugh.

"He's absolutely trustworthy anyway!"

"I hope so~"

Listening to their quarrel, Zhang Xuqiang, who almost only had one breath left, was also a little impatient, motioned to the nurse to pick up the microphone used to talk, endured the sharp pain in his chest that every word he spoke would be like countless needles piercing from below, and asked in a hoarse and low, unpleasant voice like two pieces of pig iron rubbing:

He ...... How long, what, time, wait for ......"

"Soon, I've already picked up the plane, and I'm on the way!" Zhang Jiawei also anxiously took out his mobile phone and looked at the time on it.

At 10:45 a.m., there is still an hour and a half before Dad goes to bed and rests, Ah Yuan, you should hurry up!

One after another, he sent out with a psychic link.

……

"There are evolutionaries stationed at the airport?! Fortunately, we have been prepared for a long time, otherwise it will definitely be another storm! Looking at the red dots on the hologram that gradually disappeared, Zhong Heng couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

As mentioned earlier, the attack a month ago made the security check in Yangcheng more than one notch, I don't know if it was to deal with these supernatural threats from the shadows, the previous investigation made the final balance find that many important places in the city showed signs of the red dot moving regularly on behalf of the evolutionary.

There is no doubt that these must be people of the state, and those who belong to other forces can be judged from the movement of the red dots.

In order to avoid being discovered by these evolutionaries, not only did the two of them carry an information blocker all the time, but five days ago they also asked the doctor to build another one, which was sent to Japan by international express mail and transferred to Suzuki Jie's hands through the balance - it was regarded as a spare.

The screen showed the news of the flight landing from Tokyo, accompanied by a message that Lin Yuxian had received from the other party through translation software.

It's short, two words: arrived.

Soon, although there was no red dot in the hologram, Zhong Heng recognized Suzuki's figure in the crowd.

This islander's height stands out from the crowd, starting at one meter and nine, wearing a decent white suit, carrying a black briefcase in his left hand, and his Morse hairstyle is raised high, although he is burly, his face is unusually fair and delicate, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, at first glance, he doesn't look like a scientific research maniac like Ai Science at first glance, but more like a male protagonist who came out of an idol drama.

When he appeared, a small episode aroused the vigilance of Final Heng: although Suzuki Xie Fen had an information blocker on his body, it was impossible for the induction module to sense him, but just like when Shu Yuexian was able to bypass stealth through his keen sixth sense, and faintly sensed Final Heng and others, the red dot on the hologram, the evolutionary stationed at the airport actually began to move!

Fortunately, the other party seems to only suspect and have no evidence to corroborate.

When Suzuki was queuing up at the entrance gate, a red-doted evolutionary with the same burly figure and tanned skin who revealed a murderous aura from the inside out slowly walked to his side, looked at him from top to bottom, seemed to feel that his judgment had been wrong, shook his head strangely and walked away.

Observing through the perspective of the American cockroach, the final balance couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Subsequently, Suzuki Jie, who successfully entered the country, quickly found them.

He didn't talk nonsense with the two of them, but faintly used a thick Japanese accent Chinese that he had just learned, and threw down a sentence intermittently:

"Where are the people, hurry up and lead the way, I'm busy."