It's okay for me to bully my wife for the sake of the young master's dignity, right?

Chapter 479 [128] The person is about to die, but you are still fighting?
In the secret elevator, Qin Jiandan silently compared the appearance of the Chief of Police and his father-in-law Han Tiancheng. In fact, the two brothers looked very similar. The Chief of Police seemed to be the self-disciplined version of Han Tiancheng who had not become an alcoholic.

Mu Yue was a little nervous about meeting her dying grandfather, and even forgot to leave her police cap in the car and took it in her hand. Qin Jiandan patted her shoulder from time to time to comfort her.

"laugh--"

The elevator door finally opened.

The secret treatment center is located on the highest floor of the building, protected by layers of encrypted access control and the most advanced security system. It does not exist on any public blueprint or map, and only a very few people know its exact location. Even the special elevators have to go through several identity verifications and retinal scans before they can rise to this highly confidential level.

The walls of the corridor were covered with soundproofing materials, completely swallowing up the sounds of footsteps and conversations. The air was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant and the unique electronic smell of high-tech equipment.

It seemed that Mu Yue was also coming here for the first time. She walked cautiously behind her father and uncle, side by side with Qin Jiandan.

Armed guards and armed drones patrolled the corridors, and after confirming the identities of the Chief of Police and others, the guards saluted and made way.

The "special attention room" in front was obviously Han Wanli's ward. Qin Jiandan was surprised to find that two medical staff in protective clothing slowly pushed a corpse into the ward.

It is rumored that phlogiston disease is contagious. Although it has been disproven by Dr. Li, others dare not rashly gamble their lives. Because the medical staff here often come into contact with phlogiston patients, they all wear specially customized protective clothing. This material is not only fireproof, anti-fouling and anti-toxic, but also embedded with micro sensors that can quickly detect vital signs and environmental data.

The corpse on the floating bed was pale and very young, obviously not Han Wanli, who was nearly 90 years old. Noticing the confusion on the faces of others, the Chief of Police explained:
"Regarding the patriarch's treatment plan, I am not the only one who can decide. The patriarch has two distant cousins ​​who are second only to him in age, and they also want to interfere with his treatment."

"The corpse that was just pushed away was a supernatural being they hired who claimed to have healing abilities..."

Han Tiancheng was surprised and said, "Even if my father's illness couldn't be cured by my supernatural powers, he wouldn't die on the spot! Is this a cure or an exorcism?"

The Chief of Police shook his head, seemingly dissatisfied with his brother's impatience.

"The psychic is not dead. This corpse is the price of using his powers. This psychic can transfer the life force of one person to another. I guess he transferred all his life force to the master of the family, but he still couldn't cure the master's illness."

Mu Yue frowned: "How can we sacrifice the lives of innocent people..."

The chief of police waved his hand and said, "It was your grandfather's two cousins, Han Sen and Han Yuan, who did it. They used their connections in the police department to find a few perverted murderers who had just been arrested. They were going to be sentenced to death anyway, so they sent them here before they were entered into the company database."

Mu Yue was silent. Even a death row inmate should not abuse his power for personal gain. However, since those two people dared to go against the Chief of Police's wishes, they would definitely not listen to Mu Yue's opinion.

After several people further confirmed their identities, they walked through the automatic door into the special attention room and immediately saw a psychic with different clothing. This person was dressed like a shaman and his face was pale, not much better than the corpse he had just paid the price.

"No, it's no use! The life force has been transferred over, but the master of the family cannot be cured!"

The paint on the shaman's face flowed down with sweat. He seemed to be bent over with exhaustion while playing tug-of-war with the god of death. Not only did he use up the vitality of several death row prisoners, he even lost some of his own.

"Go report to Han Sen and Han Yuan," the chief of police said coldly, "you have nothing to do here."

It is understandable that the shaman could not cure Han Wanli. Phlogiston disease is related to phlogiston ash, which is related to amethyst spirit liquid. Amethyst spirit liquid is a miracle water that can fulfill any wish. After being used, it gradually deteriorates and turns into phlogiston crystals, phlogiston coal and phlogiston ash.

In a sense, the phlogiston ashes represent the despair after a wish is shattered, and phlogiston disease is more like a curse that cannot be cured by simply transferring vitality.

After the shaman left dejectedly, the medical staff returned to their intense work. Their masks reflected complex data streams and the patient's vital signs, and they exchanged opinions with each other through headsets, but each plan seemed to carry uncertain risks.

The soft LED lights on the ceiling attempt to create a peaceful atmosphere, and the smart display screen on the wall updates the patient's health status and treatment data in real time.

Han Wanli, the 88-year-old man lies unconscious in the most advanced medical cabin, and his every breath affects the fate of the Han family.

Seeing his critically ill father through the transparent medical cabin, Han Tiancheng wanted to say something but couldn't. He also knew that his father's current condition made it difficult for him to hear anything.

Mu Yue looked at this grandfather who was once intimate but later became somewhat distant, with a complicated look in her eyes.

"Uncle," Mu Yue did not continue to use the title of "Chief of Police" on this occasion, "Why didn't you tell me that grandpa was sick for so long?"

"The head of the family fell ill suddenly, and it hasn't been a few days." The chief of police replied, "I was arguing with Han Sen, Han Yuan and others about the treatment plan, and time passed by unknowingly. I just hope that Jian Dan's special medicine can work."

Qin Jiandan took out a special medicine syringe from his chest pocket and signaled the medical staff to open the medical cabin.

A man with a special logo on his protective suit who looked like the attending doctor said, "Mr. Chief of Police, Mr. Han Sen and Mr. Han Yuan are next door. Without their consent, I dare not let you use other treatment options."

"Then I'll make them agree!" The Chief of Police angrily led Qin Jiandan and others out of the special attention room. Han Sen and Han Yuan were already waiting for them in the corridor, and next to them was the shaman who informed them.

The two old men both had hideous faces, their faces full of lust for power. One of them leaned on a jeweled metal cane, and the other sat in a floating wheelchair.

Qin Jiandan remembered that the "collector" who wanted to collect Mu Yue's hands was also sitting in a floating wheelchair, and he suddenly felt even more displeased.

Mu Yue whispered in Qin Jiandan's ear, "The one with the cane is called Han Sen. He used to be the chief of police in District 6. But he was particularly fond of scheming, living an extravagant life, and was too emotional, so he was dismissed not long after he started."

Qin Jiandan nodded. It seemed that Han Sen was the one who had connections with the Police Department.

Mu Yue added, "The man in the wheelchair is called Han Yuan, and he is the second oldest person in the family after Grandpa. He often brags about being an explorer at the dinner table, but he is actually very timid. They both hope that after Grandpa dies, they will inherit the position of head of the family."

Not only did the three major families fight each other, but it was also not uncommon for them to fight for power within the family. Qin Jiandan was not surprised.

Judging from Mu Yue's tone, she and these two distant grandfathers did not get along well. No wonder the collector wanted to kill Mu Yue for a pair of hands. The relationship between the Han family's relatives must be very tense.

In any case, it was not appropriate for Mu Yue to speak in front of the two grandfathers. The Chief of Police said to Han Sen as politely as possible:

"I have inquired from many sources and learned that the young master of the Night Dragon Society has a special medicine for treating phlogiston disease. Thanks to Mu Yue's relationship, Young Master Qin has brought all the few medicines here. Now please press your fingerprints on this recorder so that I can ask the attending doctor to cooperate with the treatment."

Han Sen, who looked drunk but still holding on, slammed his metal cane and scolded in a hoarse voice:
"Nonsense! What kind of special medicine for phlogiston disease can people from outside the city have? The Night Dragon Society is a lawless and violent organization. I have long opposed the Han family's alliance with the Night Dragon Society!"

Han Yuan, whose face was covered with age spots, also chimed in from his wheelchair: "Mu Yue married Qin Jiandan in vain. If she had known this would happen, she would have accepted the Ding family's proposal..."

Qin Jiandan sneered, "Ding family? I killed Ding Jinwei who was interested in Mu Yue in the Superman Arena. You two old fools came up with such a bad idea. Do you want Mu Yue to be a widow?"

Han Sen and Han Yuan frowned and looked at each other. Han Sen said to the Chief of Police, "He is the son-in-law of the Han family after all. Why is he talking to us like this?"

The Chief of Police crossed his arms over his chest and deliberately looked away: "You were the first to deny Jian Dan, no wonder he is unhappy. He is the Young Master of the Night Dragon Society, second only to one man, and above ten thousand people."

The topic at the scene was discussing his daughter and son-in-law. Han Tiancheng couldn't help but walk to the front and said, "Let's not get involved in Jiandan and Muyue's personal problems. Sign the recorder now, otherwise it will delay the treatment of the head of the family!"

Han Tiancheng's police pants were no longer fitting, and the collar of his white shirt had traces of vomiting from last night. Han Sen and Han Yuan were disgusted after seeing this.

"Han Tiancheng, you still have the nerve to come and see the head of the family?" Han Sen asked, "If you hadn't married an unvirtuous wife, our Han family wouldn't have been punished by the company by having its share of aid deducted!"

"That's right!" Han Yuan coughed twice because he was too anxious to speak. "You became disheartened after your wife died. You even quit your job as Deputy Police Chief. You got drunk and gambled all day long and became a waste. How much of a blow did this bring to the family?"

"you……"

Although the other party's words were rude, most of them were true, and Han Tiancheng didn't want to lose face with his two distant grandfathers.

The Chief of Police secretly gave Qin Jiandan a look, and Qin Jiandan immediately understood it. He immediately took a big step forward and walked to the front.

"You two old bastards! You have rotten faces and rotten hearts! How dare you say bad things about her mother in front of Mu Yue! What do you mean by not signing? Do you hope that the head of the family will die quickly, so that you two old thieves can take advantage of the opportunity?"

Qin Jiandan started to curse and spit all over the two men's faces, leaving them stunned.

Han Sen was the first to react. He pointed at Qin Jiandan and asked Han Tiancheng, "Your son-in-law is so mean and you don't care?"

Han Tiancheng probably understood what the Chief of Police meant. Due to their status, the two brothers (including Mu Yue) could only let Qin Jiandan do the scolding.

So Han Tiancheng patted his beer belly and said with a smile: "You all say I'm a loser. How can you expect a loser to control the son-in-law of a violent organization?"

Qin Jiandan took another step forward, clenching his left fist into his right fist, causing his joints to make a crisp crackling sound.

"That's right! I'm a barbarian from the outer city. I don't know the etiquette of the inner city, nor do I know the rules of your Han family! Are you going to sign or not? If you don't sign, don't blame me for putting you in the medical cabin and rescuing you together with the head of the family!"

Han Sen rolled his eyes in anger. Han Yuan, who was almost angry to death, knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair and shouted, "Look, it's true that the son-in-law is biting the master!"

(End of this chapter)