Just as Zhan Jingyi asked Mr. Zhou where they were, he heard the sound of wheels rolling on the marble floor behind a door next to the living room not far away.

Immediately, the door opened, and several medical staff in white coats carefully pushed an erected iron box about two meters high.

Zhan Jingyi looked at it, the iron box was tightly sealed, and there was a small glass window in the upper part, from which a man's crazy and distorted face flashed from time to time, and there were bursts of crazy banging and knocking from the iron box from time to time.

There was pain and anger in his voice, like a wounded and angry beast, unwilling to let out a roar.

Behind the tin box, there was also an old man on crutches, he was wearing a dark blue Tang costume, with a dragon and phoenix pattern painted with gold threads, and the neckline and cuffs were inlaid with delicate gold edges, which cast colorful light and shadow on the old man's skin, making the old man look more ancient and solemn.

The old man's wrinkles crawled all over his forehead and the corners of his eyes, and the traces of time carved deep wrinkles on his face, witnessing his rich life experience, his eyes were as deep as stars, shining with the light of wisdom, revealing a deep insight into everything, some gray hair was not messy, and a thin cheek, with a pair of black-framed eyes, looked very elegant.

But in Zhan Jingyi's eyes, the old man's expression looked a little tired, and when he walked, he was even a little panting.

Seeing the old man, Assistant Zhang walked over with a brisk walk and helped the old man over, the old man saw Zhan Jingyi and stretched out his right hand to him, Zhan Jingyi also reached out and shook the old man briefly.

The old man's hands, old and strong, are like a pair of withered branches that have weathered the storm, but they seem to contain infinite strength, and his nails are clean and neat, exuding a unique elegance and dignity.

"This is Mr. Zhou, I won't participate in the specific treatment process, the two of you will talk."

Seeing that Zhan Jingyi had already shaken hands with Mr. Zhou, Assistant Zhang bowed to the old man as he spoke, then signaled to Zhan Jingyi, and then walked out of the door.

At the same time, the medical staff who pushed the iron box in also walked out together.

In an instant, in the empty living room, only Zhan Jingyi and the old Mr. Zhou on crutches were left, and the iron box that made a crashing and roaring sound.

"You may be seated!"

Mr. Zhou, who was on crutches, sat on the sofa, and after inviting Zhan Jingyi to sit down, he sighed softly, glanced at the iron box, and said with a trace of pain in his eyes...... "This is my son Zhou Zheng, who is Chinese New Year's Eve and one year old today, has been working in a club under my group before, he himself has a master's degree in business administration, and he has a great talent for business since he was a child, and even many celebrities in the business world say that he is very talented in this area"

"That club is a book club, and the performance was very poor, and I didn't think I could make money, it was more of a place for everyone, but since he took over a year ago, business has been much better......

"Alas, but no one expected that at this moment, he suddenly ...... I got a strange disease......"

"I have also taken him to countless hospitals, found countless famous doctors, and done a lot of examinations, but I can't find a specific reason, and I can only suspect that he may have encountered something unclean......"

Zhan Jingyi, who was listening silently on the side, thought for a while and said, "I have only only been in the industry for a long time, and in this area, my professionalism is ...... It's not high, how did you find mine? ”

"I've been looking for quite a few people! I even looked for some so-called masters. ”

Mr. Zhou sighed in a low voice and said: "My son's illness is very strange, I have also used my connections and invited some experts from the 502 Institute to look at it privately, but I have not been able to find any signs of him being contaminated, but as his condition gets worse and worse, his abnormal condition is becoming more and more obvious......"

"That ......"

Zhan Jingyi heard that the experts from the 502 Institute had come to see it, but they were not optimistic? He has seen some of these experts, and he feels that they are still very professional, if even they can't do it......

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be that he is really crazy?" ”

"No!"

Mr. Zhou's face changed, and he instantly became a little serious, and even said with some excitement: "I will never believe this inference, first of all, my family has no genetic history in this area, and if he is crazy, it will not be from mild to severe, although he was very uncomfortable before, but his consciousness has always been awake, but he has lost his consciousness a little recently when his condition has worsened." ”

"From my point of view, it's very much like being haunted by ghosts, and it may have been affected by something, but since he became ill, I have sent someone to investigate his experience before the accident, and I haven't found any major changes, no matter from which point of view, he is inexplicable, and he has slowly become like this!"

Regarding his obviously excited attitude, Zhan Jingyi just nodded and did not continue on this topic.

"Mr. War King, please understand."

At this time, Mr. Zhou seemed to ease his emotions, sighed, and said: "I am almost seventy years old this year, my family has left in the past few years, and now he is the only one left by my side, he is the only sustenance for me to live, so I will cure him at any cost, otherwise...... I don't know what's the point of living. ”

"It turns out that this son is so important, then he will only give 200,000 ......"

Zhan Jingyi sighed in his heart: "It's only one-fiftieth of the value of this villa......"

But he just thinks about it, after all, the contract has been signed, and he must have the spirit of the contract.

And judging from the look of this old Mr. Zhou, he really cares about this son.

……

Zhan Jingyi thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Since you care about him so much, why don't you just hand it over to the 502 Institute?" I have met Professor Li and others there, and they are all very professional. ”

"This ......"

After hearing this, Mr. Zhou hesitated slightly, paused for a moment, and replied: "Mr. War King may not know, although the Advent Federation of the Alternate Dimensional World has been trying to keep it secret, in fact, many upper-level people have already known about the arrival, and they are very surprised by the existence of some special pollution brought by the arrival. ”

"If the news of Zhou Zheng's pollution spreads, even if he is really cured, he will be ostracized by many people, in that case, it may be ...... will have a serious impact on his future......"

"This is a very smart and motivated good boy, and it will be a more serious consequence than death."

"For this reason, I will invite some experts to come and see it privately, instead of directly handing him over to the 502 Institute, I only need to treat him privately and ...... After healing him, continue to keep the matter a secret! That's the best for him. ”

After asking these questions, Zhan Jingyi nodded, from Mr. Zhou's words, he could feel a father's dedication to his children, which is really rare in a wealthy family.

Asking the question clearly, Zhan Jingyi looked at the iron box, and said in a deep voice: "Then let me see it first!" ”

Old Mr. Zhou took a long breath, nodded, got up with his crutches, and came to the iron box with Zhan Jingyi.

……

When he came to the iron box, Zhan Jingyi looked in through the small glass window, and could see that the inside of the box was all sewn with special linings, as if he was afraid that the people inside would hurt him.

When he looked inside the box, the scene he saw still made Zhan Jingyi slightly stunned.

Locked in the box was a young man in a set of pyjamas, with messy hair and several scars, some bandaged and some left untouched.

On his pale face, a pair of bloodshot eyes could not describe the feeling of being seen by those eyes, and a kind of fear and madness filled it.

The young man's facial expression was distorted, as if he felt that someone was watching him from the outside, and slowly rolled up his bloodshot eyes to look at Zhan Jingyi.

The strange thing is that although the young man's eyes looked at Zhan Jingyi, his pupils did not shrink like a normal person, as if although he looked at Zhan Jingyi, there was a weirdness in his eyes as if he didn't see him.

The strangeness of this kind of eyes is as if he is being stared at by a dead corpse, and the young man's state is very poor, giving people the feeling that he is going to die in the next moment.

But at this moment, he really seemed to be holding on, as if he didn't dare to faint.

And at the young man's neck, both hands and feet, there were tight cable ties that held him firmly in the box.

Even in his mouth, he bites a plastic stick.

But in such a fixed situation, although he seemed to be extremely depressed, he was still struggling hard, and a beastly roar came out of his mouth.

The sound of the impact in the box just now was made by him smashing the box with his only movable head.

"Hey, it's him?"

Looking at this young man, Zhan Jingyi let out a sigh of surprise.

"What? Does Mr. Zhan Wang know children? ”

Hearing the surprise in Zhan Jingyi's words, Mr. Zhou couldn't help but be surprised, could it be that this 502 elite codenamed War King still knew Zhou Zheng?

To Zhan Jingyi's surprise, this young man was the tightly wrapped young man he had seen at Gate 13 of Qingcheng Airport before he came to Spring City.

The weather in October was still very hot, but the young man was wearing a leather jacket at that time, as if he had just come from an extremely cold area, which really made Zhan Jingyi remember it vividly.

At that time, there was a beautiful woman beside the man, dressed coolly, a man and a woman, as if the two extreme weather of severe cold and scorching heat came together, which made people feel very weird, so Zhan Jingyi was more impressed.

In Zhan Jingyi's memory, the young man's temper was very strange, because of a trivial matter of flight delay, he even blatantly beat the airline staff, which shows that he was very short-tempered at that time.

Now it seems that there is a reason for his short temper.