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Zhang Feng gave a helpless smile, and felt relieved when he saw Rang being so concerned. When he walked into the house, Mike came down and said, "Brother Feng, I know the true identity of Mr. Donald."
"Oh?" Zhang Feng also became interested and took the information from Mike's hand.
"I won't touch this Kurt for the time being. Mike, try your best to collect evidence that can prove that he is selling military arms without alerting the enemy. Do what you can. If he discovers it, it will be unsightly."
Hearing this, Mike nodded: "Okay, Brother Feng."
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At night, Yun Qian woke up from her sleep. The fatigue of the journey was gone. It only took a few days to reverse the jet lag.
When he walked out of the bedroom and saw Zhang Feng sitting on the sofa, he said, "Zhang Feng, let me check your injuries. Although there are no instruments now, I can still see the situation and I have a good idea."
Zhang Feng nodded. Mike was in his room, but Zhai Qiang didn't know when he would come back. The less people knew about the nerve control chip in his head, the better, so he said: "Go to the study!"
Yun Qian didn't think much and nodded. Follow Zhang Feng upstairs and into the study.
When Yun Qian walked in, Zhang Feng locked the study door from the inside. Yun Qian was stunned: "I'm going to check your injuries. Why...are you locking the door?"
"Don't be afraid, will I hurt you? But they can't let them know about my injury?" Zhang Feng sneered.
Yun Qian was even more confused. His head was embedded with shrapnel. Could they not know about this
Seeing Zhang Feng sitting on the chair, he walked behind him and said, "Where is the wound?"
"At the point where the back of the head connects to the neck." Zhang Feng lowered his head and said.
"What?" Yun Qian couldn't help but exclaimed. This position is the most densely packed with nerves and is connected to the spine. If this position is hit by shrapnel, even if he survives, he will definitely be unable to escape due to high paraplegia.
"Is the situation very bad?" Hearing her exclamation, Zhang Feng asked with a frown.
"No... I have to wait until I check the specific situation before I can confirm it." Yun Qian did not express her doubts. In medicine, nothing is certain. A terminal cancer patient who is destined to die has a high fever that kills everything in the body. For cancer cells, anything can happen and cannot be easily concluded.
Because he wanted to cover up the scar on his head, Zhang Feng grew his hair.
Yun Qian used her fingers to spread Zhang Feng's hair, and when she saw the scar on the back of his head, she immediately frowned. Slowly putting down his hair, he silently pulled over a chair and sat across from Zhang Feng. After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "Zhang Feng, are you hiding something from me?"
Zhang Feng sneered and said, "Have you seen it all?"
"What do you see? I only know that the scar on the back of your head was definitely not cut by explosive shrapnel, but by a scalpel!" Yun Qian said in a deep voice, feeling slightly angry in her heart. She felt that Zhang Feng didn't believe her.
, if this is the case, you should not bring yourself to Louvain.
"Yun Qian. I didn't mean to hide it from you. This matter is really important. Can you promise me that there will never be a second person?" Zhang Feng's face no longer smiled, he was very serious. said.
Yun Qian also said with great solemnity: "Keeping the patient's condition confidential is a doctor's basic professional ethics, let alone you..."
"Okay!" At that moment, Zhang Feng told the truth about the neural control chip implanted in his head, but he concealed his former identity.
"What?" It was so unbelievable that Yun Qian couldn't believe it. This research on neural control chips is just a topic in the medical and scientific circles! Not only is it technically difficult to conquer, but it is also against human ethics!
Now it actually happened, and Zhang Feng sitting in front of him had a nerve control chip in his head! She recalled that Zhang Feng had asked her about the neural control chip more than once, so that was it.
Zhang Feng had already thought that she would have such a shocked expression, so he was not surprised. He continued: "The problem now is that the pain caused by this nerve control chip is no longer within the range that humans can bear. I am afraid that I will be disabled." Or I can’t bear the pain and blow my own head off with a gun, so I can only use the excitement caused by poison to suppress it!”
Zhang Feng could see the embarrassment in her eyes. There were only a few people in the world who could implant neural control chips, and removing the chip was no less difficult than implanting it, so Yun Qian had no confidence!