Her Majesty the Queen is a god in the entertainment industry

"impossible!"

Xu Maochun didn't know how many dreams he had had that his son was standing in front of him alive, but now he was awake. He had just heard the truth about his son's death and was awake looking at his son's heart with great heartache.

The four words "resurrection from the dead" have always been just a beautiful wish for people. How could it happen in reality?

He is still a doctor, and he knows even more clearly that this is impossible to do.

"Then Mr. Xu, are you willing to believe me this time?"

Xu Maochun was speechless again.

Ding Ding looked at Wujue and was silent for a while, then asked with a trembling tone: "You, what do you want to do?"

"Place Mr. Xu's heart back. Although I used a secret method to preserve this heart, the heart alone cannot live alone, and the secret method is not omnipotent. Over time, without the nourishment of flowing blood, it will also slow down. Slowly drying up.”

"Could it be that if the heart is put back, the person can live back?"

"I can only say that it is possible."

Xu Maochun is still struggling. Logically speaking, once his son's heart is restored and restored to his body, he will be considered complete.

As for the person who harmed his son in the first place, and now he is dead because of his own sin, then the son can also be buried in peace.

But now the person in front of him gave him another choice that could almost be called a wishful thinking. Although he said it was impossible and felt it was impossible in his heart, it was really hard not to have a vague expectation.

"Don't we need to ask an expert in cardiac surgery to do this operation? I, I know an expert in this field, and I can contact him now."

Wujue silently took out a surgeon's license from his pocket and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Xu, I can do it."

Xu Maochun: "..."

Jiang Lingxi couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

She only knew that Wujue Chinese medicine was quite powerful, but she didn't expect that this person was an all-rounder.

"Okay," after repeatedly checking that the Wujue license was genuine, Xu Maochun finally made up his mind, "I'll let you in!"

Behind the glass wall was an environment that was no less than a clean operating room. Wujue went through some disinfection and walked in with his heart in his hand.

The three people who stayed outside watched closely through the glass.

Time passed by minute by second, and when the sutures around the heart were completed again, Wujue came out with a pale face.

This time he completed a major operation independently. In addition, he rushed here non-stop before. After coming out, he sat in a wheelchair and didn't want to move.

Jiang Lingxi glanced at Xu Maochun, who was still staring at the operating table, and walked up to Wujue. After thinking about it, she still didn't ask how sure she was.

They say it's a miracle, and we can only wait for the miracle to happen, or it won't happen.

"Wujue, what's the state of Mr. Xu's body after being transformed?"

She had wanted to ask this question before, but she suppressed it in her heart as she tried hard to convince Mr. Xu.

Wujue breathed a sigh of relief, "Actually, his modified body looks a bit like Wuhua's."

Jiang Lingxi had thought about this before and nodded, "What else? If a miracle happens, he won't become like Wuhua, right?"

If that's the case, would Xu Zhiyi be willing to come back to life?

Maybe they are willing. Who can let go of an old father and a young son?

Even if you can’t live like a normal person!

"Your question is as sharp as ever!" Wujue smiled bitterly, "It's not as serious as Wuhua, but he can no longer live like a normal person. This transformation left him with a glimmer of hope to survive, but it also deprived him of His ability to be normal.”

Shen Yunqing patted him on the shoulder, "Whether he can accept this change depends on whether he can wake up first. As far as you are concerned, you have done your best."

Wujue raised his head to meet his friend's eyes, pursed his lips, and said softly: "Actually, I don't know whether this will save him or harm him again."

The three of them were silent for a moment and looked at the operating table behind the glass wall.

"Will those lines disappear?"

"No, it has become a part of his body. If he can wake up, he will have to live with these lines."

After waiting for a while, Xu Maochun couldn't help but sneeze.

Then he shifted his gaze and looked at the three people waiting underground with him. "Why don't you go up and have a drink of hot water first, instead of waiting here with me, an old man."

"You also have to go up and have a rest. Don't forget that Mr. Xu hasn't woken up yet. You have caught a cold first."

"I'm afraid that my front foot just went up. If this happens... I'll wait, wait."

Xu Maochun said and pressed the elevator button behind him, "You guys go up first. I'm really fine. I've been here for a longer time. Maybe the child heard that there were too many people and was too embarrassed to wake up."

Jiang Lingxi saw that she couldn't persuade him, so she had to take Shen Yunqing and Wujue into the elevator first.

As soon as she returned to the ground, her phone vibrated.

All the information that I had not been able to receive underground was collected.

Tong Yue: [The afternoon promotional event for the new drama is scheduled for 3:30 in the afternoon. I will pick you up after lunch. 】

[Where are the people? Did you see the news? 】

[I won’t answer this call either. My aunt, please reply to me! 】

……

Jiang Lingxi quickly replied "Received" and looked up at Shen Yunqing, "I suddenly thought that there is an event in the afternoon."

She remembered it well at first, but the fact that Xu Maochun came to her was so shocking that she completely forgot about it.

"I'll take you back first. Wujue..."

"I'll stay," Wujue waved to the two of them, "I'll tell Mr. Xu then that you need to go back first if you have something to do. If a miracle really happens, I have to give Mr. Xu a good check-up. The body and the precautions in future life must also be emphasized. If you are not awake... the body also needs to be properly disposed of. In short, no matter what the situation is, I will send you a message."

Shen Yunqing: "Hard work."

Wujue smiled: "It should be."

Almost as soon as Jiang Lingxi got into the car, Tong Yue's call came in.

"I didn't receive the message before because the signal was not good in the basement. Sister Tong, just come to Xiyuan to pick me up when the time comes."

Tong Yue, who hadn't had time to ask, said: "...I'm quite conscious. By the way, I watched the new drama promotion program that China National Television did before. When the time comes, I may have to perform a simple talent show or something during the live broadcast. What do you want to prepare? , it’s best if it’s related to the role you’re performing.”

"Do you want the character to know it?"

"Ah."

"Okay, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Lingxi seriously thought about what she would do when she became emperor, and it must be something that can be used for performances.

But after thinking for a while, she found out.

"I don't seem to have much talent."

"what?"

"Talent, I have to perform the talent of the character I play in the afternoon event. I can lead troops in battles, and I can criticize papers to go to court, but these can't be used for performances, right? If I had known, I would have learned the piano from you!"

At that time, all she knew was to listen, so it was okay to let her comment.

"Forget it, I'll just improvise when the time comes."

After finishing speaking, the two of them looked at the mobile phone that was stuck on the car holder and suddenly lit up.

Called here unconsciously.

Jiang Lingxi quickly dialed the call with her eyes.

I heard the microphone jammed terribly, but I could still hear the excited and somewhat incoherent voice, "It's moving, it's moving, my God, my God, it's really moving..."

"What moved?"

"Heart! It's really moving!"