After she finished speaking, Shen Yan didn't quite understand what she meant and looked at Shi Qing in confusion.
Shi Qing also didn't understand, what did it mean to be really dead at that time?
Can dead people be resurrected?
Gu Beisheng turned to look at Mr. Qin, with a probing look in his eyes, as if he was asking for his opinion.
Mr. Qin has been listening quietly, with a kind face and clear eyes: "Just tell me, it doesn't matter."
In this way, Gu Beisheng looked at them again and said slowly: "There is an unspeakable forbidden technique in our country. By taking some drugs and techniques, it can cause death for a certain period of time. The deceased will not breathe or have a pulse, and even the organs will They will all stop running, and there is no difference between them and the real dead."
Shen Yan still found it incredible. Even though she believed in Sheng Sheng, this unheard of medical skill still filled her eyes with confusion and doubt.
But it was difficult to speak, so he directly questioned Shengsheng.
Gu Beisheng saw all her little thoughts, and a smile escaped from the corners of his lips: "You don't believe it, right?"
Chen Yan, who was confused by the truth, hesitated for a moment with pursed lips, and said: "I...I don't want to doubt you, but...it's really difficult to understand. Is there any scientific basis for it?"
It was obvious that she really wanted to convince herself to believe it.
Gu Beisheng slowly frowned and his beautiful fox eyes moved in circles, trying to find some basis for explanation.
She has followed her master since she was a child and has seen many of his magical medical skills. In addition, she was born in a mysterious country with too much mythology, so she naturally accepted this forbidden skill.
But for Shen Yan, who was born in the West, it was polite that she did not refute directly.
Immediately, Gu Beisheng's eyes lit up, he snapped his fingers and said, "I thought of it, you said that your mother told you many little stories that everyone in our country knows, so you should know Concubine Yang, right?"
Shen Yan nodded: "Yes, I know, my mother described her as a slightly plump beauty who represented the most prosperous era at that time."
There are very few girls who are not fascinated by Yang Yuhuan, and she is the same. She has also checked Yang Yuhuan's information and knows it.
Gu Beisheng smiled, then it was easy to say.
"Then you must have heard a little about her final outcome.
During the Maweipo Incident, all the soldiers and the Imperial Guard had strong objections to the imperial concubine. Tang Xuanzong had no choice but to kill her in order to stabilize the generals and prevent them from treason. However, there were rumors that Tang Xuanzong did not really kill her. I just used forbidden magic to make her fake death."
Although the authenticity of the story needs to be verified, this rumor is indeed widespread.
Moreover, when Shen Yan looked up Yang Guifei's story, she had selfish motives and hoped that she was not dead.
After all, dying at the hands of the man you love is really hard to accept.
Sure enough, Shen Yan quickly accepted this concept and thought about it: "In other words, this kind of forbidden technique has been around since the Tang Dynasty?"
Then this country is really amazing.
When Gu Beisheng saw that her eyes were bright, as if she admired them, the smile on her lips became more obvious: "Well, the forbidden art has existed for much longer than we thought, but since it is a forbidden art , which means that there is a great danger, and the person who is cast by the spell may really not wake up."
As she spoke, her tone suddenly turned cold: "Unless the person who helps cast the spell has superb medical skills and can even rival my master, the risk coefficient will be reduced a lot, with a probability of about 30%."
"What is the probability of failure on the third floor?"
"No, there is a 30% chance of success."
Shen Yan's movement to get the snacks paused, and her eyes raised in astonishment.
After a long while, Fu Xizhou's cold voice was heard, briefly summarizing: "Ai'er may not be dead, the chance is not high, we are just keeping clues, now we have to look for more reliable clues."
At the mention of this, everyone's eyes slowly turned to Shen Yiran in the center of the sofa.
Shen Yan held her mother's hand tightly. Fortunately, her mother was familiar with Gu Beisheng and the others, so she didn't tremble nervously.
Gu Beisheng did not say anything clearly, but asked with concern: "Madam President, when you came back from the plane, did you feel tired or unwell? Do you want me to check you first?"
Shen Yiran took the initiative to lift his hood, revealing a soft and pale face, and his eyes fell gently on Gu Beisheng: "I feel very good now, thank you."
Gu Beisheng didn't expect that she would take the initiative to lower her guard. Thinking of what her mother said about her, her heart was filled with emotions.
Shen Yan took her mother's hand and squeezed it secretly, focusing all her attention on her: "Mom."
Shen Yiran patted her hand to reassure her and smiled slightly: "Miss Gu and the others have helped us so much. Every drop of kindness is repaid by a spring. Even if it costs me my life, I will do it."
"No need." Gu Beisheng said hurriedly: "We will not put your life in any danger, believe me."
She wanted to investigate these things, but she still regarded Yan'er as her true friend: "I'm very grateful that you can go back to Bincheng to help. You don't have to think that we are benefiting from helping you in Europe. Although it may be a little bit, it is definitely not everything. ."
Shen Yan, the President, the President's wife, Professor Leon...
They are all good people and rare treasures in her life.
Hearing this, Shen Yiran's smile became warmer and gentler: "Thank you."
Fu Xizhou's big hand held her quietly, and the warmth slowly passed through her, making Gu Beisheng gradually calm down, and the stars gradually appeared in his fox eyes.
She stepped into the topic and said calmly: "Our plan is to want you to recall the kidnapping case that year. What happened and who did you meet?"
Shen Yiran looked confused, and his eyes dimmed little by little: "There is something wrong with my brain."
Shen Yan reached out and hugged her mother, feeling unhappy in every way: "That doesn't mean there is a brain problem, it is just a disease. Mom, you are just sick, not a problem."
Gu Beisheng relaxed half of his body and looked at Fu Xizhou helplessly.
Even though he knew that the president's wife couldn't remember anything, he still made things difficult for her...
At this moment, Mr. Qin suddenly stood up and approached Shen Yiran.
Lifting up his long, thin fingers, he gently placed them on Shen Yiran's wrist through the material of clothing.
After a minute, Mr. Qin said: "The president's wife's cerebral palsy can be cured."
Everyone's eyes lit up, especially Shen Yan's eyes, which dazzled: "Really? My father has also invited many doctors, and my mother has had countless treatments, and I don't know how many medicines she has taken. It's a blessing to say that he can only be recuperated and maintained as a normal person."
There is no doctor who dares to say that he can cure it.
Mr. Qin slowly retracted his hand, with a pair of clear eyes, the fine lines revealed were extremely soft, and he only raised two fingers.
"Two?" Shen Yan stared at his fingers and said in a trembling voice: "You mean two years?"
Gu Beisheng looked at his grandfather's calm face, and the stone pressing on his chest was pulled away: "Grandpa said, two days."