"Dad, Dad, help me, my whole body hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Fang Banghao felt like he was about to die! Constant wailing.
Marshal Fang, come here quickly!
At this moment, he couldn't care less about how weird the staff looked at him.
Because the title "Dad" has been exposed.
Exposed, exposed, his son has become like this, and he can no longer care about this.
"Son, how are you feeling?" Marshal Fang shouted anxiously.
Fang Banghao said in pain: "I'm about to die. I feel like my whole body is rotting and in pain. I'm about to die!"
Marshal Fang anxiously said to the staff: "Hurry up and take a look, what's going on?"
The staff member hurriedly said: "Marshuai Fang, this is your... your son's nutritional supply problem!"
"The nutritional supply allowed his brain to wake up, but it was only enough to maintain the brain! Other parts of the body are still in a state of lack of nutrition."
"This results in...his brain can gain clear perception, but his body will still continue to deteriorate, and this pain will naturally be transmitted to his brain."
Marshal Fang's heart was broken when he heard his son cry out in pain!
"Then there's nothing we can do?"
The staff could only sigh: "There is a way, but..."
"Whatever you can do, give it to me immediately!"
The staff could only say: "I will inject an anesthetic to make your son feel better first."
He injected the anesthetic through the injection port of the nutrition chamber, and Fang Banghao fell into a deep sleep.
"You just said that there was something wrong with the method?" Fang Dashuai couldn't hear his son's painful wails in his ears. Then he felt a little more relaxed and asked quickly.
Staff: "Yes! This anesthetic has a time limit after all. The irreversible pain that is festering all over his body can only last for about six hours."
"In other words, after six hours, my son will still wake up in pain?"
Marshal Fang's face darkened.
That damn Ye Yang!
Damn it!
You actually tortured my son like this!
"Yes...it will still hurt to wake up, and more than that. After all, this anesthetic cannot be used forever, but the decay and decay of your son's body will continue."
"Later, the anesthetic may no longer have an effect on your son, and he will have to endure the pain. This will also cause irreversible lifelong damage to his nerves."
After hearing this, Marshal Fang fell silent.
But in my heart, I resented Ye Yang even more!
At this moment, a subordinate ran in quickly: "Marshuai Fang, good news, good news!"
"Dean Zhang's closed project research is finally over. Dean Zhang will be out soon!"
Marshal Fang is overjoyed!
He quickly said: "Go and ask Dean Zhang to come over and treat my son!"
At this moment, he simply stopped pretending and directly admitted that Fang Banghao was his son.
"By the way, let's just say that I have information about special physiques in my hands!"
Marshal Fang was afraid that Dean Zhang would not come, so he quickly revealed his strongest trump card.
Soon, Dean Zhang rushed over in a hurry!
"Shuai Fang, how is your son?"
Dean Zhang glanced at Fang Banghao in the nutrition warehouse.
"This situation... is very serious!"
"This is almost in a state of near-death. What kind of exquisite skills are required to not only prevent the person from being beaten to death, but also allow him to maintain his last vestige of life?"
"Is this... caused by Ye Yang?"
Marshal Fang said solemnly: "Yes, it's him, he has that special physique."
Dean Zhang said: "I'm afraid your son's problem is more difficult."
Marshal Fang was anxious: "Can't you, Dean Zhang, even do nothing?"
Dean Zhang said quietly: "There are ways, but it's not easy."
Marshal Fang hurriedly said: "Just tell me, Dean Zhang, no matter how much it costs, no matter what you need, I am willing to pay!"
He immediately took out the information Ye Yang gave him.
"Dean Zhang, this information was traded from Ye Yang. It is information about his special physique."
"As long as you cure my son, this information will be yours!"
Dean Zhang's eyes lit up and he quickly took it over to check.
But after watching it for a while, I felt excited and shook my head.
“This information is true or false, false or false, it’s hard to tell.”
Marshal Fang was anxious: "Then Ye Yang, how dare you give me false information?"
Dean Zhang shook his head: "I estimate that this may not be Ye Yang's original intention."
"This special physique is extremely rare and complex."
"Even if I gathered the top medical research power like the Medical Immortal Palace and studied it for more than ten years, I still couldn't fully study it."
"He, Ye Yang, is a layman, how can he study it?"
"All his advantages are nothing more than his special physique. He has more subjective feelings than me."
"But scientific research is the least subjective thing."
"So the reason why Ye Yang's things are true or false should be him. Many of them are vague and unclear."
Dean Zhang shook his head: "And your son's disease is not a question of whether you are willing or not. The key here is to crack the special constitution."
"As long as the secret of the special physique can be cracked, I can develop a special serum. After injecting it into your son, your son will not only recover physically, but he will even have a strong body, and finally reach the state of Ye Yang!"
Dashuai Fang’s eyes lit up!
"You mean, my son can be as powerful as Ye Yang?"
"right!"
Dean Zhang nodded heavily: "Theoretically, it is possible."
What are you waiting for?
Marshal Fang can’t wait!
Not only can his son be rescued, but his Fang family can also add another high-ranking God of War master, which is great!
"It's just that for this serum, I have just completed the research on the closed project and found that the most critical link is missing."
"It's Ye Yang's serum, or...preferably his bone marrow."
"I sent my young apprentice out just to draw a tube of Ye Yang's blood for research and use."
"But my little apprentice...calculating the time, it should be a failure, otherwise he would have brought the blood back long ago."
Marshal Fang thought about it for a moment: "Is he your disfigured little apprentice who wears a hood every day?"
Dean Zhang nodded: "Yes, that's him."
"What should we do?"
At this moment, Marshal Fang was extremely anxious.
He was usually quite cautious and witty, but now he was in a state of confusion because of his concern.
Dean Zhang said seriously:
"The best way is to tie Ye Yang up directly and let me conduct in vivo experiments."
"Directly extract Ye Yang's bone marrow and study it together with his mother's bone marrow."
"The results obtained in this way are the most intuitive. I can make the serum in about a week at most!"
