In the center of various sophisticated medical equipment, a skinny old man was lying on the bed, his eyes closed.

The young man did not shout, but waved his hand directly to the observation room next to him.

"Buzz!"

There was a sound of machine running, and a needle protruded from the robotic arm on the left side and accurately inserted into the old man's blood vessel.

The medicine was slowly pushed into the old man's shriveled blood vessels. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, but looked at the young man in front of him dully.

"Grandpa, I am...Pingnan!" The young man bent down as far as he could, lying next to the old man's ear and said, "I found the medicine...I'm here to pick you up."

The old man was silent for at least three or four seconds before slowly nodding his head and asking in an extremely weak voice: "How... how sure are you?"

"Sixty percent...Currently, there is only one match for the cultivation device." Ping Nan said softly: "You can't wait any longer."

"Okay...!" The old man's expression was slightly painful: "I...I don't want to bother anymore, Pingnan...please help me...go out and have a look."

Pingnan was slightly startled: "Okay, grandpa!"

About twenty minutes later, Ping Nan pushed his grandfather in a wheelchair and led seven or eight people to the terrace in the north of the villa.

The sun rises slowly, and its light reflects the waves and ripples on the sea, shining out in colorful colors.

"Crash!"

The sea water laps at the beach, and the sound is like the sound of nature.

In the distance, the forest sea swayed with the wind, the birds and beasts waking up in the morning were chirping, the sky was blue, and a group of petrels passed by...

The old man, who had not been outside for who knows how long, was sitting in a wheelchair with his body curled up. His head was tilted, his chin poked his shoulder, and he was looking at the beautiful scenery around him with his cloudy eyes.

As the sea breeze blew across his face, the old man murmured inarticulately: "There are so many...so many things in this world that make people nostalgic...!"

He slowly closed his eyes and slowly lowered his hands.

Ping Nan looked at him and raised his palms to the side with an expressionless expression.

An extremely sharp long knife was taken out of the sterile box and handed into Ping Nan's hand.

Ping Nan held the knife with both hands and slashed at the old man's neck without hesitation.

"puff!"

The steel knife passed by like a thin line, blood spattered, and the old man's neck broke instantly.

Three men in sterile suits stepped forward, accurately caught the old man's head with a silver freezer, turned around and left.?

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Chapter completed!