Lance paid attention to the silver needle in Bai Qi's hand.

In the past two years, Lance has also been studying the human meridians of traditional Chinese medicine, exploring how acupuncture changes pathology.

He also tried the acupuncture of Dr. Xuankang, even if it was Dr. He, there was a slight difference between the starting technique and Bai Qi, but later Bai Qian went to Jiang University, and the opportunity to start was a little less.

At this time, seeing Bai Qi take out the silver needle, Lance knew that he had come to the right place this time.

"Downstairs," Mao Kun came back in place of Lance, he held the car keys in his hand and looked at Jiang Xijue, "The machine brought by Mr. Lance is downstairs, it's in trouble." ”

Mao Kun raised his eyes, and through the yellow hair, he could see a bit of seriousness.

It's not as casual as it was a few days ago.

The momentum is obvious.

"You come in with me first," Bai Qian took the coat from Ming Dongheng's hand, put on one at will, and threw one to Lance casually, "Mao Kun, you go down and move." ”

The two of them neatly put on their coats and went in.

When the Luo family went in before, Ming Dongheng followed in, and at this time, Bai Qian took Lance in, but Ming Dongheng was very relieved.

He said directly to Mao Kun, "Let's go." ”

Go down with Mao Kun to move things.

Jiang Xijue and Gao Shu didn't know what the two of them meant, so they glanced at each other and followed.

Behind him, Jiang Yunjian glanced back several times, still frowning: "Mr. Jiang, just put the two of them here?" ”

Jiang Xijue didn't answer, and went downstairs directly.

Jiang Fuli believes in Bai Qian, and Jiang Xijue also believes in Ming Dongheng.

Jiang Yunjian gritted his teeth and followed Jiang Xijue down.

**

Downstairs.

A medium-sized van was parked.

The door at the back of the car was open, and there were four scattered silver machines.

The outermost machine is a cylindrical shape of ultra-sci-fi.

There is also an LCD screen inside.

There was also a foreigner standing at the back of the truck, chattering and playing his tongue, and when he saw Mao Kun coming, his eyes lit up and he grabbed his sleeve: "*%#@!" ……”

Mao Kun scratched his head, "Brother, speak Chinese." ”

He didn't understand, but Gao Shu and Jiang Xijue next to him heard it clearly.

"LNight-3, Xi Jue, he said this is LNight-3?" Gao Shu was in a trance.

"It seems to be ......" Jiang Xijue reacted, and hurriedly stepped forward, communicated with foreigners, and contacted the doctor, and instructed the people downstairs to move the scattered machine up.

The instrument is heavy.

But Mao Kun and Ming Dongheng moved the front two accessories upstairs.

Both of them moved too easily.

So much so that Jiang Yunjian and these people thought it was not heavy.

Jiang Yunjian directly bent down and moved a small utensil......

Can't move?

He still maintained the movement of moving things, and then turned back in a bit of a trance to see Mao Kun and Ming Dongheng, whose figures had disappeared.

**

It's past nine o'clock in the evening.

Dean Gu was called by Jiang Xijue's phone.

He lived in the backyard of Jiang's house, and this time he came quickly.

In just ten minutes, you will be downstairs.

"Dean Gu," Jiang Xijue didn't know much about these medicines, he picked up Dean Gu downstairs, and brought people up, "It seems that LNight-3 has arrived, and it is assembling and powering up." ”

With that, the two arrived at the instrument room.

Dean Gu saw at a glance the middle-aged man with his back to them directing the others to assemble the instrument, "Doctor Ambrose? ”

“hi。” Ambrose turned around, obviously knowing Dean Gu as well.

After the two exchanged ideas, Dean Gu came out and looked at Jiang Xijue, "Ambrose, now the head of MTR, this machine was first invented by them, but how did you get them?" A student of Lance, Lance is a VIP member of the Dawson family...... You may not know him, but Miss Chan must have heard of it. ”

The Miss Chen in his mouth is naturally Chen Beixuan.

Reims?

Jiang Xijue remembered that Ming Dongheng had just called the "Mr. Lance" upstairs, and he spoke, "It's not me, it's the person Miss Bai is looking for, and that Mr. Lance and Miss Bai are now on the top floor." ”

As soon as he heard Jiang Xijue say this, Dean Gu hurriedly walked upstairs.

Everyone went upstairs.

Jiang Yunjian stood beside Jiang Xijue and looked at Jiang Xijue in a trance, "Mr. Jiang, this Miss Bai ...... her"

Jiang Xijue didn't speak.

This incident was unexpected to him, but it was reasonable.

**

LNight-3 was assembled quickly.

At twelve o'clock, the result of Lance's request came out.

Dean Gu was not familiar with the research of LNight-3, so he was only on the side, listening carefully to the results of Lance and Ambrose's analysis.

Reims was used in English throughout the process.

Bai Qian used Chinese throughout the process.

"That's it," Lance looked at the needle attached to Jiang from the side of his nose, and slowly turned to Bai Qi, his eyes were like a torch, "To put it simply, there is no damage to the function of his large and small cerebellum, but Bai, when you take the needle, his brain waves have changed significantly, and you continue to administer the needle." ”

Bai Qi took two stitches.

When she heard Lance say that there was a change in the needle, she was relieved.

Sure enough, it was exactly what she expected.

She stretched out her hand, slowly pulled out the third silver needle, and lowered her eyes to his Shen vein.

The cold white face looked serious, and there was faint sweat on his forehead, hidden in the white mask.

The machine "dripped-" again.

Lance and Dean Gu didn't dare to breathe, and looked at the machine nervously.

Only Bai Qi still calmly pulled out another needle, and his eyes focused on dropping the fourth needle.

The others on the top floor have dispersed, leaving only Gao Shu, Jiang Xijue and Ming Dongheng.

"Ah ...... Did she also study Chinese medicine? Gao Shu didn't expect that it was Bai Qian who gave the needle, after all, even the old man of the Luo family didn't dare to get the needle easily.

When Ming Dongheng heard this, he didn't look back, but only said, "You know that Hangkang belongs to Miss Bai, right?" ”

"I know." These things have been said.

"The myopia acupuncture method in it should be known to everyone now," Ming Dongheng glanced at Gao Shu at this time, "This acupuncture method is taught by Miss Bai." ”

Not many people know about these.

Hangkang's representative to the outside world is He Zhiwei, who is convincing.

Gao Shu and Jiang Xijue have both heard of Xuankang's myopia acupuncture, and even Jiang Xijue has been moved, and they have also sighed at the magic of traditional Chinese medicine, why haven't they heard of it before.

I didn't expect this...... It turned out to be from Baiqi?

**

Following.

A message spread.

It is rumored that the quantum mechanics master Dou Ma Tongfeng died in the research institute, and at the same time, the top person in charge of the dark matter research institute was also unconscious.

These two pieces of news spread across the Internet overnight.

Not to mention Jiang University and the research institute, even ordinary people have brushed it.

Lu Xiaohan is a media person and has always been very sensitive to this kind of news.

She is close to Bai Qi, and she knows better than anyone who the CRFS Dark Matter Research Institute is.

When she received the news, she hurriedly got up from room 303, called Bai Qi, and went to Jiangda to find Bai Qi.

Jiang Jing's large and small families have almost all received the news of this explosion one after another.

Mujia.

As soon as Mu Yining got up, she took her coat in a hurry and walked outside: "How many people know now?" Where did the news come from? ”

Thinking about it, Mu Yining also felt that Bai Qi's performance in the past few days was not quite right.

"Overwhelmed, some foreign media are spreading the news at night," Assistant Wang followed Mu Yining's footsteps, "Many foreign research institutes take this opportunity to break into our interior, and you said that the ...... of the Jiang family"

Nothing really really happened, right?

The Mu family began to rebuild the institute, recruiting 20 professors in the last month, led by Zhou Wenqing.

There was some accumulation, too.

I know more or less about the internal affairs, who is the CRFS, and even Assistant Wang has heard about it.

"I don't know," Mu Yining took the car keys, sent a WeChat message to Bai Qian, and asked, "Where is Shao Jun?" ”

"Talking to the old man in the Buddha Hall, he shouldn't know about it now." Assistant Wang knew that Ji Shaojun, like Bai Qi, didn't like to watch the news very much.

Mu Yining got into the car, "I'll tell him when he comes out." ”

She looked down at her phone, and Bai Qian hadn't replied to her message on the phone, but she had a faint feeling that Jiang Jing was about to change this day.

**

Seven o'clock in the morning.

The private hospital on the street next door to Jiang's house, on the top floor.

Bai Qi didn't leave last night.

After the injection, she was also weak, and lived next door.

Dean Gu and Lance went to study her set of stitches.

At this time, Bai Qian was at the top of the stairs and answered You Xinzheng's call.

The staircase was empty, but the sound absorption was good, and there was no echo.

On the other end of the phone, You Xinzheng's voice was very soft, "Little junior sister, the teacher's matter is still not hidden, and the hospital has decided to hold a memorial service for the teacher in three days." ”

Memorial service.

Bai Qian put the phone to her ear, and she leaned against the wall, her eyes slightly closed.

She hadn't slept much all night, and her voice was dry, "Okay." ”

"The situation should be chaotic," You Xinzheng took a deep breath, "When the time comes, you will attend as the teacher's closed disciple, I will prepare everything for you, and the teacher will give you all the hard work of his life, this burden is very ......heavy."

"When the time comes, it won't be too easy, there are many people with different hearts in the research institute," You Xinzheng thought about Bai Qian was only twenty years old, "Don't worry, my junior brother and I will help you." ”

Bai Qi is young and under too much pressure.

Academician Ma left in too much of a hurry, and he didn't have time to explain anything.

"Originally, there should be another person who came to help you town, and he can be regarded as a teacher's New Year's friend, but ......" You Xinzheng said this, did not say any more, and hid his worries, "You will come to Jiangda later, and I will tell you in detail." ”

Academician Ma's memorial service, research institute, how to carry Bai Qi?

"I see." Bai Qian raised his eyes and looked down the hallway.

She hung up the phone, stood at the top of the stairs for a while, and walked back to the ward.

In the ward, the curtains are not opened.

Sunlight shines through a little gap and falls on the white tiles of the room.

The nurse recorded Jiang Fuli's physical signs as usual, and after recording everything, he walked to the curtain and opened the curtain.

Next to it, the instrument still made a regular sound.

Sunlight instantly poured across the room, falling on the snow-white sheets.

The man on the hospital bed had his eyes closed, his face was cold and pale, and he couldn't see any blood, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids, as if he had been stimulated by the sun, and his eyelashes trembled.

Slowly open it.

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Good night, good night!

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