The New Year's Eve dinner was held in a large hall, not too far from the alley where the elderly lived. In just over ten minutes, Mr. Zhou and Zhang nglong had reached Academician Qian Miao's residence.
"Why are there so many people?" These elders generally preferred quietness, yet the entry was bustling today. On their clothing, Zhang nglong saw the familiar emblems of the Longxia Special Operations Team, and he even sensed that many psychics had gathered here.
"There are even several god-level psychics?" Zhang nglong casually scanned the area and even detected an energy almost reaching the status of a god-level psychic. "Could it be ng Tianhe, the chief commander of Longxia?"
Zhang nglong knew that in Longxia, there were several powerful existences at the peak of god-level psychics, but this power had almost stepped half a foot into a higher realm, equivalent to the Heavenly Origin Boundary of Ancient Martial Artists. Likely, no one else but ng Tianhe could possess such power.
It wouldn't surprise Zhang nglong if a large group of doctors and even so of the Longxia's alchemists had gathered here, for such national pillars deserved many doctors to diagnose and treat them if they fell ill.
However, while these psychics were good at fighting, healing and saving lives were not their specialties. What were they doing here?
"Mr. Zhou, why are you here?" Qian Sijia, the granddaughter of Academician Qian Miao, greeted Mr. Zhou imdiately upon seeing him. Qian Sijia, about the sa age as Zhang nglong, had fair skin and beautiful features, but she looked sowhat haggard now.
"Your grandfather missed the New Year's Eve dinner; how could I not be worried?" Mr. Zhou said. He and Academician Qian Miao were not rely acquaintances; they had been classmates during their student days, one taking the political path and the other focusing deeply on scientific research in their quest to strengthen their country.
Later, Mr. Zhou and that generation of elders took the lead in building a powerful nation, and Academician Qian Miao beca the founder of Huaxia's space science and aerospace technology, maintaining a very good relationship all along.
Qian Sijia glanced at Zhang nglong. Mr. Zhou had never had children in his life; this must be one of Mr. Zhou's other younger relatives. She smiled and nodded to Zhang nglong, who smiled back.
"Oh, let
introduce, this is nglong, Zhang nglong."
"This is the granddaughter of Academician Qian, Qian Sijia."
"Hello!" Zhang nglong shook her hand.
"Hello," Qian Sijia looked at Zhang nglong for an extra mont, "I've heard a lot about you for a long ti, and I never thought we would et under such circumstances."
"How is your grandfather? What exactly is this strange illness he has? He was perfectly fine when I asked him to play chess last week," Mr. Zhou expressed his doubts.
"Grandpa is still in a coma, but the doctors can't find anything wrong," Qian Sijia said, "They say his body is very healthy, with no cardiovascular diseases or other common ailnts in the elderly."
"Do you an that those doctors also can't find the cause?"
"Yes," Qian Sijia nodded, "Several expert teams from the military hospitals have examined grandpa. Apart from being unconscious, his body is getting weaker, but he has no other conditions."
"That's strange, it almost sounds like he's been hexed," Zhang nglong muttered to himself, but he imdiately felt his words were sowhat impolite. "Sorry, I was just speaking off the cuff."
"No, what you said is actually what I was thinking," Qian Sijia said, "Grandpa's room is like a cold cellar, and anyone who goes in feels chilled to the bone; the doctors can hardly bear it after a while."
"So you invited the people of Longxia here?" Zhang nglong asked.
"Yes," Qian Sijia replied, "I've heard that our Longxia Special Operations Team mbers have special abilities and many are quite extraordinary, so my parents had no choice but to ask for their assistance."
Actually, Qian Sijia didn't really know what kind of organization Longxia was; she only occasionally heard the elders at ho talk about it, but when she asked for details, the adults would not discuss it.
"So, have they found the problem yet?" Mr. Zhou asked.
Qian Sijia shook her head, "No, they're helpless too. Only a few people used so magical abilities to help Grandpa maintain his body temperature, but now we don't even know what to do."
"Right!" Qian Sijia suddenly rembered sothing, "Just now, Captain ng Tianhe from Longxia said that the feeling on Grandpa's body gave him a sense of déjà vu, as if he had encountered it sowhere before, and it seed to be related to Kaibong."
"Are they involved again?" Zhang nglong frowned.
"May I take a look?" Zhang nglong said, "Actually, I'm also a doctor. A while ago, Qin Feng's grandfather was also cured by ."
"You're the miracle doctor?" Qian Sijia had also heard about the incident with Qin Feng's grandfather. It was said that a miraculous doctor cured the elder Qin's leukemia in just a few minutes. She just hadn't realized that this person was Zhang nglong, "And here I thought all you did was spend money!"
Of course, the latter half was just Qian Sijia teasing him.
"Hahaha, a man of many talents," Zhang nglong laughed, "I wouldn't want people to think I survive on looks alone!"
"Dream on!" A couple of jokes made the two youngsters much more familiar with each other, "First, go take a look at my grandfather!"
Qian Sijia led them straight into the courtyard, and indeed, just by approaching that room, Zhang nglong felt a hint of chill.
"Uncle Zhou, how co you are here?" The son of Academician Qian saw Old Zhou and suddenly felt sowhat embarrassed.
"Do you even consider
Uncle Zhou? If I hadn't called, I wouldn't have known about the trouble with Old Qian!" Old Zhou chided.
"Uncle Zhou, we just didn't want to worry you."
"He cos out!" A middle-aged man walked out of Academician Qian's room, his eyes sharp, his stature upright, exuding a kingly aura, but his expression also seed sowhat helpless.
"Captain ng, any solutions?" Old Zhou and others gathered around imdiately.
ng Tianhe shook his head, "The old man's condition is very strange. There is an extrely cold energy in his body, but it's not a supernatural ability. My power has no effect on this energy. This force is very strong; logically, the old man should have been dead by now, but there seems to be sothing helping him resist this energy, so he has managed to hold on till now."
Suddenly, ng Tianhe's eyelids twitched violently, and his gaze instantly fixed on Zhang nglong who was not far away.
His lips and cheeks trembled slightly, as if he was on the verge of saying sothing but hesitated.
"You obviously have no way," Zhang nglong walked over, "The power on the old man is quite special, and you guys can't handle it."
"Who are you to talk to the captain like that?" A psychic next to ng Tianhe imdiately got annoyed. Even "those people" had to greet ng Tianhe as the captain, so what gave this young man the right to be so presumptuous.
"Want to know who I am?" Zhang nglong glanced at the psychic, a Level Eight divine psychic, under 30 years old, indeed quite impressive, "ask your captain who I am."
"Captain, he..."
"Don't make a move!" ng Tianhe imdiately stopped the young psychic, "If he wishes, our entire Longxia special operations team wouldn't even be enough to fill his gap between his teeth."
The young psychic's expression instantly turned blank...
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