Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

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

In the past two years, Lance has also been studying the human body meridians in traditional Chinese medicine and exploring how acupuncture can change pathology.

He also tried acupuncture from Dr. Xuankang Zuotang. Even Dr. He's approach was slightly different from that of Bai Qian. However, when Bai Qian went to Jiangda, there were fewer opportunities to do it.

Seeing Bai Zian take out the silver needle at this time, Lance knew that he had come to the right place this time.

"It's downstairs." Mao Kun came back instead of Lance. He held the car key in his hand and looked at Jiang Xijue. "The machine Mr. Lance brought is downstairs. I'm in trouble."

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

It's not as unorganized as what I saw a few days ago.

The momentum became obvious.

"Come in with me first," Bai Qian took the coat from Ming Dongheng's hand, put on one at random, and threw another to Lance, "Mao Kun, go down and move it."

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

When the Luo family went in before, Ming Dongheng followed them in. Now Bai Qian brought Lance in, but Ming Dongheng felt 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 they meant, so they looked at each other and followed.

Behind him, Jiang Yunjian glanced back several times, still frowning: "Mr. Jiang, will you just leave them two here?"

Jiang Xijue didn't answer and walked directly downstairs.

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

Jiang Yunjian gritted his teeth and followed Jiang Xijue down.

**

downstairs.

There was a medium-sized truck parked.

The door at the back of the car was open, housing four scattered silver machines.

The outermost machine is a super sci-fi cylindrical shape.

There is also an LCD screen inside.

There was a foreigner standing at the back of the truck, chattering in a snappy voice. When he saw Mao Kun approaching, his eyes lit up and he grabbed his sleeve: "*%#@!..."

Mao Kun scratched his head and said, "Brother, speak Chinese."

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

"LNight-3, Xijue, he said this is LNight-3?" Gao Shu was in a daze.

"It seems so..." Jiang Xijue reacted and quickly went forward to communicate with the foreigners, contact the doctor, and instruct the people downstairs to move the scattered machine up.

The instrument is heavy.

But Mao Kun and Ming Dongheng carried the first two accessories upstairs.

Both of them moved too easily.

So much so that Jiang Yunjian and the others thought it didn't weigh much.

Jiang Yunjian bent down to move a small appliance...

Can't move?

He still kept moving, and then looked back in a daze to see Mao Kun and Ming Dongheng who had disappeared.

**

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

Dean Gu was called by Jiang Xijue.

He lives in Jiang's backyard and came very quickly this time.

Within ten minutes, we arrived downstairs.

"Dean Gu," Jiang Xijue didn't know much about these medicines. He met Dean Gu downstairs and brought him up. "It seems that LNight-3 has arrived and is assembling and powering on."

With that said, the two arrived at the instrument room.

Dean Gu immediately saw the middle-aged man with his back to them directing others to assemble the instruments, "Doctor Ambrose?"

"Hi." Ambrose turned around, obviously knowing Dean Gu.

The two communicated for a while before Dean Gu came out and looked at Jiang Xijue, "Ambrose, now the general manager of MTR, they were the first to invent this machine, but how did you hire them? Lance's student, Lance is a distinguished guest of the Dawson family... You may not know him well, but Miss Chen must have heard of it."

The Miss Chen he refers to is naturally Chen Beixuan.

Lance?

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

As soon as he heard what Jiang Xijue said, Dean Gu quickly walked upstairs.

Everyone went upstairs.

Jiang Yunjian stood next to Jiang Xijue and looked at Jiang Xijue in a daze, "Mr. Jiang, this Miss Bai..."

Jiang Xijue said nothing.

This was something he didn't expect, but it was also reasonable.

**

LNight-3 is quick to assemble.

At twelve o'clock, the result that Lance wanted came out.

Dean Gu was not familiar with the research of LNight-3, so he only stood by and listened carefully to the analysis results of Lance and Ambrose.

Lance spoke English throughout.

Bai Qian spoke Chinese throughout the whole process.

"That's it." Lance looked at the needle beside Jiang Fuli's nose and slowly turned to Bai Qian with a burning gaze. "To put it simply, there is no damage to the function of his large and small brains. But Bai, when you gave the needle, his brain was damaged." There are obvious changes in the radio waves, you continue to apply acupuncture."

Bai Zian took two injections.

She was relieved when she heard Lance say there was a difference after the injection.

Sure enough, it was just as she expected.

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

There was a serious look on his cold white face, and there was faint sweat on his forehead, which was hidden behind the white mask.

The machine beeped again.

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

Only Bai Zian still calmly took out another needle and placed the fourth needle with focused eyes.

The other people on the top floor had dispersed, leaving only Gao Shu, Jiang Xijue and Ming Dongheng.

"Aji...has she also studied Chinese medicine?" Gao Shu did not expect that it would be Baiji who gave the injection. After all, even the old man of the Luo family did not dare to give the needle easily.

Ming Dongheng heard this and did not look back. He just said, "You know that Xuankang belongs to Miss Bai, right?"

"I know." These Bureau Chens have all said it.

"The myopic acupuncture technique in it should be known to everyone by now," Ming Dongheng glanced at Gao Shu, "This acupuncture technique was taught by Miss Bai."

Not many people know this.

Xuankang's external representative is He Zhiwei, who is very convincing.

Both Gao Shu and Jiang Xijue had heard of Xuankang's acupuncture for myopia. Even Jiang Xijue was moved by it and lamented the magic of traditional Chinese medicine. Why hadn't he heard of it before?

I didn't expect this... to come from Bai Zian?

**

The next day.

A piece of news spread like wildfire.

It is rumored that Ma Tongfeng, the master of quantum mechanics, died in the research institute. At the same time, the top person in charge of the Dark Matter Research Institute also fell into a coma.

These two pieces of news spread all over the Internet overnight.

Not to mention Jiang University and the research institute, even ordinary people can get it.

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

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

When she received the news, she quickly got up from guest room 303, called Bai Zian, and went to Jiang University to find Bai Zian.

Almost all families in Jiangjing, large and small, received the news of the explosion one after another.

Mu family.

Mu Yining had just gotten up. She quickly picked up her coat and walked outside: "How many people know now? Where did the news come from?"

Thinking about it, Mu Yining also felt that Bai Qian had been acting inappropriately in recent days.

"It's overwhelming. There are foreign media taking advantage of the night to spread this news." Assistant Wang followed Mu Yining, "Many foreign research institutes took this opportunity to try to break into us. Also, who are you talking about from the Jiang family?" …”

Nothing really happened, right?

The Mu family began to rebuild the research institute, recruiting twenty professors in the past month, led by Zhou Wenqing.

There has also been some accumulation.

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

"I don't know." Mu Yining took the car keys, sent a WeChat message to Bai Jian, tilted her head and asked, "Where is Shao Jun?"

"Talking to the old man in the Buddhist hall, he probably doesn't know about this yet." Assistant Wang knew that Ji Shaojun, like Bai Jian, didn't like to make news.

Mu Yining got in the car and said, "Tell him when he comes out."

She lowered her head and looked at her phone. Bai Zian hadn't replied to her message yet, but she had a vague feeling that Jiang Jing was going to change that day.

**

seven in the morning.

Private hospital on the street next to Jiang's house, on the top floor.

Bai Zian didn't leave last night.

After the acupuncture, she became weak and lived next door.

Dean Gu and Lance went to study her acupuncture technique.

At this time, Bai Zian was at the stairs, answering You Xinzheng's call.

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

On the other end of the phone, You Xinzheng's voice was very soft, "Junior sister, I still haven't kept the teacher's matter a secret. The hospital has decided to hold a memorial service for the teacher in three days."

Memorial service.

Bai Zian put the phone to her ear. She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes slightly.

She didn't sleep much all night, so her voice sounded dry, "Okay."

"The situation should be quite chaotic," You Xinzheng took a deep breath, "When the time comes, you will attend as the teacher's close disciple. I have prepared everything for you. The teacher has given you his whole life's hard work. This is a very heavy burden. Heavy……"

"It won't be too easy when the time comes. There are many people in the institute who have different intentions." You Xin was thinking about Bai Qian, who was only twenty years old. "Don't worry, my junior brother and I will help you."

Bai Zian is young and is under too much pressure.

Academician Ma left in such a hurry that he didn't have time to explain that he didn't take care of anything.

"Originally there was supposed to be someone else to help you calm down the scene. He is also the teacher's old friend, but..." You Xinzheng said this, did not say any more, and hid her worry, "You come to Jiangda later, I will tell you in detail. explain."

Academician Ma's memorial service, the institute, how can Bai Qian hold on?

"I understand." Bai Zian raised his eyes and looked towards the corridor.

She hung up the phone, stood at the stairs for a long time, and walked back to the ward.

In the ward, the curtains were not opened.

The sun shines through a small gap and falls on the white tiles of the room.

The nurse came to record Jiang Fuli's physical signs as usual. After recording everything, he walked to the curtain and opened it.

Next to it, the instrument still made regular sounds.

The sunlight instantly filled the entire room and fell on the snow-white sheets.

The person on the hospital bed had his eyes closed, his face was cold and white, and there was no trace of blood. His long eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids. It seemed that he was stimulated by the sun, and his eyelashes trembled.

Open slowly.

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