Zhan Jingting closed the door and said, "Go to the study and talk."
"yes."
The two of them came to the study, and Jiang Dongcai continued to report, "When I was investigating the whereabouts of the young master after he left the Meng family for treatment, I also conducted a careful investigation based on his date of birth, and found that the day after he was born, he was actually sent to the hospital.
After treatment at the Children's Hospital in the Imperial Capital, the doctors were unable to do anything, so they directed the Meng family to try their luck."
"He is your father?"
"It should be." Jiang Dong was not sure, "But the name used for registration is Jiang Sen."
"Jiang Sen..." Zhan Jingting smiled lightly, "It seems that there are a lot of things hidden behind this."
"Master Zhan, I'm sorry."
"One code is the same, this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to apologize."
"I really can't figure it out. What does my father want to do by taking away the young master?" Jiang Dong was puzzled. "He has been working in the Zhan family since the old man's generation. He has been with the Zhan family for two generations.
This generation can't follow you anymore, so I'll follow you. I really can't accept that he will do things that harm the Zhan family."
Zhan Jingting didn't say much, "Since the name Jiang Sen has appeared now, we can investigate in this direction. However, this matter is not suitable for you to investigate. I will transfer Jiang Bei back from abroad and let him take over the investigation."
Regarding the child, you should focus on my mother."
Jiang Dong nodded, "Yes, Lord Zhan."
...
Time passed day by day, and the ghost-hand miracle doctor slowly recovered and spent more time and energy researching the antidote.???.
Zhan Jingting sat in Wutong Bay and directed the search for Ruan Wanyi and another child.
"Young Master!" In the afternoon, Zheng Ma knocked on the door anxiously and walked into the study, "Go and have a look, the old man is looking for you!"
Zhan Jingting hurriedly got up and went to the basement laboratory and asked, "What happened?"
"Good news." The ghost-hand doctor said excitedly, "I have already studied this medicine. It is non-toxic and may really be helpful for Wanwan's condition."
"Great!" Zhan Jingting said with rare joy, "Wanwan's physical condition, can she take medicine?"
"Can."
"As soon as possible."
"good."
For the sake of safety, the Ghost Hand Doctor teamed up with the medical team to give Qiao Wanwan medicine to monitor her condition at all times.
Qiao Wanwan now has no ability to swallow on her own, but in order to ensure the effectiveness of the medicine, it is inconvenient to infuse it, so Zhan Jing can only feed the medicine to her and drink it.
Zhan Jingting carefully finished feeding her and immediately put her on a ventilator. He sat by the bed and nervously observed Qiao Wanwan's condition.
Time seems to be stretched infinitely, and every second becomes like a year.
Half an hour later, the magic doctor with ghost hands stepped forward to check Qiao Wanwan's pulse, frowned and said, "It's still the same as before, nothing has changed."
"Then what does this mean?" Xiang Yang asked anxiously, "The medicine has no effect on the boss, right?"
"I have done some research and found that it may be helpful to Wanwan's situation, but there is no guarantee." The ghost-hand doctor put Qiao Wanwan's hand back into the quilt, "It seems that Wanwan was indeed injured too thoroughly.
No medicine can save her at all."
"Old man, can this medicine be copied?" Zhan Jingting frowned, "If one pill is not enough, just two pills. If two pills are not enough, then ten pills. As long as Wanwan wakes up, I can do it no matter how much it costs.
!”
The magic doctor with ghost hands shook his head, "The preparation method of this medicine is complicated. Once one link or step is wrong, the antidote will turn into poison."
Zhan Jingting closed his eyes in pain, "The Meng family did say that the secret recipe for developing the medicine was burned in a fire a long time ago. This is the only one in the world."
Xiang Yang's feet gave way and he fell to the ground, "So this trip to Su City is in vain. We have been struggling for so long..."
"Think more openly. As I said before, if Wanwan can hold her breath, she has already snatched half of her life from the Lord of Hell. The rest can only be done slowly, or even resigned to fate."
Zhan Jingting sat down by the bed, held Qiao Wanwan's hand, and smiled, "Wanwan, our fate can only be determined by ourselves, not by God, right?"
"You are a very strong girl. I believe you are working hard. Try to wake up and try to open your eyes to see that Eleven and I have nothing to do. We will give you time and work hard with you."
Suddenly, the girl on the bed twitched violently, and before anyone could react, the instrument nearby sounded an alarm sound of "didi, beep, beep!"
"No! The little lady has suffered a cardiac arrest! Rescue her quickly!"
Several doctors rushed forward to rescue him!
Zhan Jingting's face was as pale as paper and he was pulled aside by Xiang Yang.
The doctor performed chest compressions on Qiao Wanwan, while the magic doctor with ghost hands felt her pulse, and her face gradually became uncomfortable.
"How could this happen? After taking the medicine, even if Wanwan doesn't wake up, the situation will not be worse..."
Zhan Jingting felt dizzy before his eyes, and finally managed to regain his balance. He shouted in a deep voice, "Old man, please save Wanwan! Wanwan cannot die! Absolutely not!"
The magic doctor with ghost hands hurriedly took out the silver needle on the side and gave it to Qiao Wanwan.
But after some treatment, a straight line was always displayed on the nearby instrument, and a long and harsh sound was made, announcing the end of life.
The doctor had given up, pulled out the instrument, and the sound stopped.
Several doctors nodded to Zhan Jingting and said, "Master Zhan, I'm sorry. My condolences."
Zhan Jingting looked at the ghost-hand miracle doctor in disbelief, trying to find the last hope on his face!
The ghost-hand doctor shook his head helplessly, with a look of pain on his face, "Wanwan... she can't be saved."
"How is it possible!" Xiang Yang roared in collapse, "How can it be possible for my boss to die! Uncle Medical, if you think of a way, my boss will not die!"
"You all go out." Zhan Jingting said calmly, "Wanwan is afraid of making noise, so don't disturb her."
Xiang Yang's heart trembled, "Master Zhan, are you okay?"
"go out."
The ghost-hand doctor endured his sadness and said, "Xiang Yang, let's go out first and let the two of them stay for a while."
Xiang Yang could only nod.
The door was closed and the room finally became quiet.
Zhan Jingting took off the ventilator on Qiao Wanwan's face, took her cold hand and put it against his face, "Wanwan, I know you really hate strangers around you. Now that they are gone,
You don’t have to wear this nasty ventilator anymore.”
"Wanwan, I have so many things I want to say to you, but at this point, it's superfluous to say anything. I just hope you remember that it is you, Qiao Wanwan, who owes me everything in this life.
I won’t let you go. Slow down and wait for me. On the road to hell, we will slowly settle the score..."
He suddenly smiled, "What I'm afraid of now is that if you act coquettishly, I won't be able to get angry with you anymore, because you have always been my fatal weakness... Wanwan, I
I love you so much, but I haven’t had enough with you yet, how can you be willing to leave me..."
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