Chapter 343 344 Wake up!

Lance noticed the silver needle in Bai Di's hand.

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

He has also tried the acupuncture of Dr. Xuan Kang, a doctor on duty. Even Dr. He's approach is slightly different from Bai Di's. It's just that Bai Di went to Jiangda later, so he had fewer opportunities to attack.

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

"It's downstairs," Mao Kun came back in place of Lance, holding the car key in his hand, and looked at Jiang Xijue, "The machine brought by Mr. Lance is downstairs, thank you for your help."

Mao Kun raised his eyes, and his eyes could be seen through the yellow hair, showing a bit of seriousness.

Not as casual as he was a few days ago.

The auras were obvious.

"Come in with me first," Bai Xi took the coat from Ming Dongheng's hand, put on one casually, and threw another to Lance, "Mao Kun, you go downstairs to move it."

The two put on their coats neatly and went in.

When the Luo family went in before, Ming Dongheng followed in, but this time Bai Xi brought Lance in, Ming Dongheng was relieved.

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

Go downstairs with Mao Kun to move things.

Jiang Xijue and Gao Shu didn't know what they meant, looked at each other, and followed them down.

Behind them, Jiang Yunjian looked back for several times, still frowning: "Mr. Jiang, are you just going to leave them here?"

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

Jiang Fuli believed in Bai Xi, 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 truck was open, and there were four scattered silver machines.

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

There was also an LCD screen inside.

There was also a foreigner standing at the rear of the truck, speaking in a linguistic way. 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, Xijue, he said this is LNight-3?" Gao Shu was a little dazed.

"It seems so..." Jiang Xijue reacted, and hurried forward to communicate with the foreigners, contact the doctors, and command the people downstairs to move the scattered machines upstairs.

The instruments are very heavy.

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

They both carried it so easily.

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

Jiang Yunjian simply bent down to move a small instrument...

Can't move it?

He still maintained the action of moving things, and then turned back in a daze, looking at Mao Kun and Ming Dongheng whose figures had disappeared.

**

It was a little after nine o'clock in the evening.

Dean Gu was called by Jiang Xijue.

He lived in the backyard of the Jiang family, and he came very quickly this time.

In less than ten minutes, he arrived downstairs.

"Dean Gu," Jiang Xijue didn't know much about medicine. He met Dean Gu downstairs and took him upstairs. "It seems that LNight-3 has arrived and is being assembled and powered on."

As they spoke, the two arrived at the instrument room.

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

"Hi." Ambrose turned around, and it was obvious that he also knew Dean Gu.

After the two exchanged some words, Dean Gu came out and looked at Jiang Xijue, "Ambrose is now the general manager of MTR. This machine was invented by them first, but how did you invite them? Lance's student, Lance is a distinguished guest of the Dawson family... You may not know him, but Miss Chen must have heard of him."

The Miss Chen he mentioned was naturally Chen Beixuan.

Lance?

Jiang Xijue remembered that Ming Dongheng had just called the "Mr. Lance" upstairs. He said, "It's not me, it's someone Miss Bai found. Mr. Lance and Miss Bai are now on the top floor."

Upon hearing what Jiang Xijue said, Dean Gu hurried upstairs.

Everyone went upstairs.

Jiang Yunjian stood beside Jiang Xijue, looking at him in a trance, "Boss Jiang, this Miss Bai..."

Jiang Xijue did not speak.

This incident was beyond his expectations, but it was reasonable.

**

LNight-3 was assembled very quickly.

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

Dean Gu was not familiar with the research of LNight-3, and he just listened carefully to Lance and Ambrose's analysis of the results.

Lance used English throughout.

Bai Di used Chinese throughout.

"That's it," Lance looked at the needle on Jiang's nose, slowly turned to Bai Di, his eyes like a torch, "In short, there is no damage to the functions of his cerebellum and cerebellum, but Bai, when you gave the needle, his brain waves changed significantly, you continue to give the needle."

Bai Di gave two needles.

She was relieved when she heard Lance say that there was a change in the needle.

Sure enough, it was just as she expected.

She reached out and slowly pulled out the third silver needle, lowering her eyes to his Shen pulse.

His cold and pale face looked serious, and there was a faint sweat on his forehead, which was hidden by the white mask.

The machine made another "beep" sound.

Lance and Dean Gu and others did not dare to breathe, and looked at the machine nervously.

Only Bai Shi still calmly pulled out another needle and placed the fourth needle with a focused look.

The others on the top floor had already left, leaving only Gao Shu, Jiang Xijue, and Ming Dongheng.

"A-Ti... has she studied Chinese medicine?" Gao Shu didn't expect that it was Bai-Ti who gave the acupuncture. After all, even the old man of the Luo family didn't dare to give the acupuncture easily.

Ming Dongheng heard this, without turning back, and only said one sentence, "You know that Xuan Kang is Miss Bai's, right?" "

I know." All these statements have been made.

"The myopia acupuncture method inside should be known to everyone now," Ming Dongheng glanced at Gao Shu, "This acupuncture method was taught by Miss Bai."

Not many people know these.

Xuan Kang's external representative is He Zhiwei, who is convincing.

Gao Shu and Jiang Xijue had both heard of Xuan Kang's myopia acupuncture. Even Jiang Xijue was attracted by it and marveled at the magic of traditional Chinese medicine. How come she hadn't heard of it before?

Who would have thought that this... came from Bai Di?

**

The next day.

A piece of news spread like wildfire. It was

rumored that the quantum mechanics master Ma Tongfeng died in the institute. At the same time, the top person in charge of the dark matter institute was also in a coma.

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

Not to mention Jiangda and the institute, even ordinary people saw them.

Lu Xiaohan is a media person and has always been very sensitive to such news.

She is close to Bai Di and others. She knows who owns the CRFS dark matter institute better than anyone else.

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

Almost all families in Jiangjing, big and small, have received this explosive news one after another.

The Mu family.

Mu Yixi had just gotten up, she hurriedly took her coat and walked outside: "How many people know now? Where did the news come from?"

Thinking about it, Mu Yixi also felt that Bai Xi's behavior in recent days was not right.

"It's everywhere, and foreign media are spreading this news at night," Assistant Wang followed Mu Yixi's footsteps, "Many foreign research institutes took this opportunity to try to break into our internal affairs, and, you said that Jiang family..."

Nothing will really happen, right?

The Mu family began to rebuild the research institute, and recruited 20 professors in the past month, and Zhou Wenqing is the leader.

There has also been a certain accumulation.

I know something about the internal affairs, who CRFS is, even Assistant Wang has heard about it.

"I don't know," Mu Yixi took the car key and sent a WeChat message to Bai Di, then tilted her head to ask, "Where's Shao Jun?"

"He's talking to the old man in the Buddhist temple. He probably doesn't know about this yet." Assistant Wang knew that Ji Shaojun, like Bai Di, didn't like the latest news.

Mu Yixi got in the car, "Wait until he gets out and tell him."

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

**

Seven o'clock in the morning.

The private hospital on the street next to the Jiang family, on the top floor.

Bai Di didn't leave last night.

She was weak after the acupuncture, so she lived next door.

Dean Gu and Lance went to study her acupuncture techniques.

At this time, Bai Di was standing at the stairs, answering 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 said softly, "Junior sister, the teacher's matter is still not hidden. The hospital has decided to hold a memorial service for the teacher in three days."

Memorial service.

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

Having not slept much the previous night, her voice sounded dry, "Okay."

"The situation will probably be a bit chaotic," You Xinzheng took a deep breath, "When the time comes, you will attend as the teacher's last disciple. I have prepared everything for you. The teacher has entrusted all his life's hard work to you. This burden is very heavy..." "

When the time comes, it won't be easy either. There are many people with different ideas in the institute," You Xinzheng thought about Bai Xi, who was only twenty years old, "Don't worry, my junior brother and I will help you."

Bai Xi was young and the pressure was too great.

Academician Ma left in a hurry, and he didn't have time to explain or arrange anything.

"Originally, there should be someone to help you calm the situation. He is also a close friend of your teacher, but..." You Xinzheng stopped talking here and concealed his worries, "Come to Jiangda later and I will tell you in detail."

Academician Ma's memorial service, the research institute, how will Bai Di handle it?

"I know." Bai Di raised her 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 sunlight passed through a small gap and fell on the white tiles in the room.

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

Beside him, the instruments still made regular sounds.

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

The person on the bed had his eyes closed, his face was cold and pale, and there was no blood in his eyes. His long eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids. It seemed that his eyelashes were stimulated by the sunlight and trembled. He

slowly opened his eyes.

(Vote, celebrate Jiang Jiang!)

Good night, good night!