Chapter 509

About half an hour later, Mei Wang returned to the living room and motioned Huang Liang to follow him in.

Huang Liang took his toolbox, followed Mei to his back, and entered the room. He found that the carpet inside had been removed, revealing a square entrance to the ground, which reminded him of 1307 haicucumber street, Amsterdam.

However, most villas in Canada have basements, which are warm in winter and cool in summer. Many people like to live in basements, so Huangliang doesn't think there is anything wrong. He thought there must be a well decorated bedroom below, but when he went down, he found that there was a large laboratory below.

The laboratory was divided into two rooms. Although it was filled with all kinds of equipment, it was very clean. The temperature and humidity were adjusted to an appropriate level, which made him mistakenly think that he was in the special care unit of the hospital.

Huangliang heard someone talking inside, including a woman's voice. He thought it was Dickinson's family, but when he went in, he found that it was a young Oriental woman.

This woman is not only beautiful, but also has an unspeakable temperament. Just turn her head gently, and her elegant long hair and smart eyes can make people palpitate.

Huang Liang was a little stunned and looked at Xiang Mei. "Oh, Ms. situ, we are cooperating in some projects in the field of life sciences," Mei said

"Doctor Huang, my name is situ Yuli." the woman generously shook hands with him and said in standard Chinese, "I heard that you are proficient in neurosurgery and meridian physiotherapy. Nice to meet you."

Huang Liang looked at Mei and said, "Professor, I'm just an ordinary doctor."

Professor Mei said, "Oh, don't be so modest. My body won't deceive me. I have the most say in what you have done on me and how good you are."

Situ Yuli said, "yes, the person recommended by the professor is ordinary!"

Dickinson said with a smile: "I hope your level is poor, so I can announce to the public that China Mei also invited a charlatan to treat his old friend when she looked wrong! Ah, it's great to think of it. Many people will appreciate my dedication!"

Huangliang was more and more confused when they said so. He had to doubt Professor Mei's motivation. He just helped him pull out a can, did a few simple massage, and pricked a few needles on his shoulder and back to relax. How does it sound like he has become a famous doctor!

Mei Tui said to Dickinson, "you've always been very dedicated. Everyone knows that. Don't say it so loudly!"

Dickinson laughed: "well, let's start."

He had put on his pajamas and lay down on the small bed in the room. That bed looks like an operating bed, but Huang Liang doesn't know what he's going to do.

All three looked at him and made him confused.

"Professor, you haven't said what you want me to do. What's wrong with Mr. Dickinson's health?" he asked.

Mei Tui smiled mysteriously and said, "I think you can diagnose Charlie with the method of traditional Chinese medicine. Doesn't traditional Chinese medicine pay attention to seeing, hearing, asking and cutting?"

Huang Liang said angrily, "I said I was just an ordinary doctor and knew a little about the methods of traditional Chinese medicine physiotherapy. Well, even if you want to diagnose diseases with the methods of traditional Chinese medicine, you have to give me a direction!"

"I'll tell you something later. How much I say depends on the process of your treatment. As you heard just now, Charlie's logical thinking ability is declining, but there's no problem with his memory. You can start in this direction and number the pulse first."

Huang Liang felt that Mei tried to talk to him as if he blinked. He was not sure whether it was his illusion. He was not good at pulse, but since the professor said so, he sat down, took Dickinson's wrist and pretended to pulse.

In fact, he can hypnotize Dickinson at this time, and then understand his body through dreams. People's subconscious mind knows more about their physical condition than their conscious mind, and physical problems will be amplified in dreams. As a doctor, we can naturally analyze the condition through various clues.

But Huang Liang is very cautious. He doesn't want to expose his identity and strength. Maybe others are waiting for him to do so!

After a while, Huang Liang said, "there's nothing wrong with the pulse. If it's neurasthenia, it's mostly caused by fatigue and tension. I don't know much. I'll give you a massage to relax."

In fact, what he meant was to massage, calculate and explain, and finish the task quickly. He came to Vancouver to meet Wolff. He didn't expect to take such a job.

Dickinson turned over, lay on the bed and said, "then I'll enjoy it."

No one else objected, so Huang Liang began to massage Dickinson. He first helped him relax the large muscles around his shoulder and back, and then began to push little by little. He pushed up one by one along the spinal joints, up to the top, and then down along the vertical spinal muscles on both sides. Of course, according to traditional Chinese medicine, this is called Tudu na point.

When he relaxed the large muscles, he felt something wrong with Dickinson's back. Until Tudu pushed to the cervical spine, he felt a lump on Dickinson's big vertebra point. He pressed it with his hand. It didn't feel like a dislocation of the vertebral joint, as if there was a foreign body in it.

"Does Mr. Dickinson have cervical spondylosis?" he asked.

"It looks like it's going to be exposed soon," said Mei

Situ Yuli said with a smile, "no matter how delicate the operation is, it can't cover up such a big chip."

"Chip?" Huang Liang's hand just touched the hard lump in Dickinson's neck and lengbuding was startled.

Mei Tuo did not explain the chip, but said to situ Yuli, "it is expected to be realized to replace the chip material with soft, or even perfectly combine it with human fat. The key is its working principle, which we haven't figured out yet. The person who designed it is really an epoch-making genius. I really doubt that it is black technology from extraterrestrial!"

"Yes, the design of this chip is still a mystery even in lab 19," situ Yuli said. "At the beginning, no one knew who the designer was and how the first generation products were made. I am not a core member of the project, and I know less about the technical details."

"Are you sure that everyone else is dead except you?" Mei asked again.

"I'm sure," situ Yuli said. "At least all the people I know and know about the chip project are dead. So when Aoki gave me this chip, I was very surprised."

"Yes, I was also surprised when you brought the chip back to Wuzhong," Mei said. "Unfortunately, Aoki didn't come back, otherwise there might be new clues."

"Professor, don't you think it's strange that Aoki found two chips in total?"

"What? Oh... No, no, no, Aoki has no problem. I believe him. Maybe God has his own will!"

"I don't doubt him. On the contrary, I'd like to believe him. My husband also believes in him, although they seem to have never met."

Situ Yuli looked up at the lamp on the ceiling and remembered the guy with a little messy hair and looked lazy and honest before leaving at sea. His old windbreaker was floating in the sea wind.

She said to him, "if you know anything... Please!"

He nodded and only said a "good" word. Listening to her, it was a mountain like commitment that made her return to Wuzhong safely.

"I always feel that Mr. Aoki has found my husband."

The night lights are like stars. She seems to see that among the stars in the sky, Aoki and situ are walking together against the strong wind of the Milky way