Chapter 78

Returning to the headquarters of the council, Wang Qi was able to do nothing for the time being. After a quite peaceful day, he was busy studying magic every day. From time to time, he thought about the words in the silver book. Every week, he would go to Ye Feng to teach him magic, and he often asked several familiar tutors for advice. Because of the death of his disciple, Liszt has been depressed, and Wang Qi is a little guilty. If he hadn't completely killed Carol at that time, William would not have had an accident, so he would occasionally accompany him. Life went by quickly. One day two months later, Wang Qi heard that Singh had come to the headquarters of the council, and Wang Qi went to see him. It's easy to meet a spiritual tutor, and it doesn't make sense not to take something out of him.

Singer came to see Klein on a special trip. When Wang Qi came to Roman in name, it was actually Klein's office. Wang Qi has also been here several times and knows that Klein will work here from 2:00 p.m. to 4:00 p.m. every day. The affairs of the Council can be said to be very simple or very difficult. Simplicity means that there are generally no particularly important affairs, and the difficulty is that most members do not like to be constrained. In addition, the number is large, distributed and scattered, and the affairs are extremely complicated. Fortunately, only particularly important affairs will be handled by Roman. The amount of transactions is affordable. Wang Qi maliciously guessed that the real reason why Roman accepted Clay because of his disciples was that he valued his ability to be a director.

When Wang Qi arrived, Klein was talking to Singer. Klein was still elegant, and Singer was also sick as usual, and it seemed to be more serious than last time. As if sensing Wang Qi's arrival, Singh looked back at him and smiled slightly, but immediately coughed again and his face turned a little pale.

As soon as Wang Qi saw it, he knew that he had come wrong. It was very difficult to speak depending on his condition. I'm afraid it would be a little difficult to ask him again. He nodded to Singer, signaling that he didn't care about himself and sat aside with a chair. Klein took a look at Wang Qi and said to Singer, "I have consulted the experts in the research institute. They have studied this disease, but it is very regrettable that it is impossible to completely treat this disease in the current situation, but they have a way to prolong their lives for a period of time."

"How long is it?" Singh said.

"Depending on the situation, but there is a case similar to yours. He lived for seven more years after treatment. They need to do some checks on you to make sure. I should have taken you there in person, but I can't get away from here, but I have contacted the research institute, and you can go there at any time.

"No matter what the result is, I want to thank you."

Singh said goodbye to Klein and turned to Wang Qi and said, "You're looking for me. It happens that I'm looking for you. If you're okay, come with me. There should be a lot of free time during the treatment."

"Of course, this is exactly what I mean." Wang Qi said that he nodded to Klein and left with Singer.

The two left the headquarters of the council, teleported directly to an old city, and took a bus to a medical research institute in the new city. Since Klein joined the Council, several of his underground bases have been abandoned, and most of the forces have been demobilised by him, leaving only the technology department, but all of them have changed locations. These locations are all places that can be directly transmitted by the council, which is very convenient for him to control. If something goes wrong, it can also be remedied in time.

His research institute absorbs lawless madmen, ignoring legal ethics and moral norms at all. They have no kindness and dedication to science, but it is undeniable that their technical strength is much stronger than those scientific research institutions under the sun, especially in doctors. Learn in such a special field.

Wang Qi has heard from Klein, so when he entered the research institute, he was psychologically prepared to see the living experiment, but he didn't know whether it was because he was going to welcome the mentor of the council, or for some reason. What he saw was just an ordinary research institute. Except for some strange equipment, he did not see the expectation. The tragedy. The two followed a team of doctors to the examination room, Klein followed them in, and Wang Qi wandered around the research institute. About a few hours later, Singh went out of the examination room and met Wang Qi.

"How's it going? What did they say?" Wang Qi hurriedly asked.

"They didn't give me a conclusion, saying that they needed to have a meeting to decide." Singer smiled and said, "Listen, it's about to start."

Wang Qi listened attentively, and suddenly there was a fierce quarrel in the distance, as if there would be a fight at any time. He asked, "Didn't they reach a consensus?"

"It's almost the same, but their medical skills are really superb. Unlike other hospitals that directly sentenced me to death, they quarrel about whether I can live a few more years, and some people even say it can be cured." After saying that, Singh coughed a few times and said, "But one thing is certain that I can live for at least five years, which is what the most conservative person said."

"Maybe I should say congratulations." Wang Qidao.

Singh smiled, with unconcealed joy on his face, and his face was much more red.

After another half an hour, those researchers finally came out. They were all red-faced and had no academic demeanor. They walked to Singer, and one of them said, "Mr. Singer, if it's convenient for you, we will start treatment tomorrow." He saw Singh nod and said, "Then please have a good rest tonight. Tomorrow's treatment process is very long and you may be very tired."

"Has the result of your argument come out?" Singer asked.

"It's a pity that none of us can convince anyone, but we have reached an agreement on the treatment plan. You can rest assured."

The next day, when Wang Qi got up in the room prepared by the institute for the guests, Singh had already entered the operating room. Wang Qi returned to the room to practice magic. Suddenly, he thought that Singer was a spiritual mentor and must have his own spiritual space. Even during the operation, he would not really be in a coma. Why didn't he go and have a look?

He released his mental strength to explore the direction of the operating room, and then sensed the spiritual power released by Singer in the operating room. As soon as the two forces touched, Wang Qi passed on the idea of entering his spiritual space. Singer quickly responded and put his spiritual power in. As soon as Wang Qi's consciousness entered, he saw a void around him. In front of him was a spiral galaxy, slightly smaller than the solar system.

Wang Qi was puzzled. York once said that his spiritual power is not too far from Singh, but his control in spiritual space today is only the size of a planet. Although it is surrounded by a universe, it cannot be fully grasped by him, while Singh has a galaxy, which is many times larger.