The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 876

Chapter 876: 344 wake up!

Mr. Lance observed the silver needles in Bai Lian’s hands.

In the past two years, Mr. Lance had also been studying the meridians of the human body in Chinese medicine, exploring how acupuncture could change pathology.

He had tried the acupuncture of a sitting doctor in Xuan Kang Clinic, and even though it was Dr. Hen, there were slight differences from Bai Lian’s methods, but later Bai Lian went to Jiang University, so there were fewer opportunities to observe.

Now seeing Bai Lian take out the silver needles, Mr. Lance knew he had come at the right time.

"Downstairs," Mao Kun spoke in place of Mr. Lance, holding car keys in his hand, looking towards Jiang Xijue, "The machine Mr. Lance brought is downstairs; sorry for the inconvenience."

Mao Kun raised his gaze, his eyes piercing through his blonde hair, showing a degree of seriousness.

He did not appear as carefree as he had several days before.

His demeanor had visibly changed.

"You first come in with me," Bai Lian took the coat from Ming Dongheng’s hands, casually throwing on one, and tossed another to Mr. Lance, "Mao Kun, go down and bring it up."

Both men briskly put on their coats and went inside.

Previously, when the Luo Family entered, Ming Dongheng accompanied them, but now Bai Lian was leading Mr. Lance inside, yet Ming Dongheng seemed assured.

He directly said to Mao Kun, "Let’s go."

Together with Mao Kun, he went downstairs to move the equipment.

Jiang Xijue and Gao Shu did not understand what they meant, exchanged glances, and followed them.

Behind them, Jiang Yunjian looked back several times, still frowning, "Director Jiang, are we just leaving them here?"

Jiang Xijue did not answer and walked straight downstairs.

Jiang Fulai trusted Bai Lian, and Jiang Xijue also greatly trusted Ming Dongheng.

Jiang Yunjian gritted his teeth and followed behind Jiang Xijue.

**

Downstairs.

A mid-sized truck was parked.

The back door of the truck was open, holding four separate silver machines.

The outermost machine was a highly sci-fi cylindrical shape.

Inside it was a liquid crystal display.

At the tail of the truck stood a foreigner, jabbering in a rolled tongue, and when he saw Mao Kun approaching, his eyes lit up, grabbing his sleeve, "*%#@!..."

Mao Kun scratched his head, "Brother, speak Chinese."

He did not understand, but Gao Shu and Jiang Xijue beside him heard clearly.

"LNight-3, Xijue, did he say this is LNight-3?" Gao Shu was somewhat dazed.

"It seems so..." Jiang Xijue came to his senses, quickly went forward to communicate with the foreigner, and contacted the doctor while directing people downstairs to move the dispersed machine upstairs.

The equipment was very heavy.

But Mao Kun and Ming Dongheng each carried two components upstairs with ease.

They moved them so effortlessly.

So much so that Jiang Yunjian and the others thought they were not very heavy.

Jiang Yunjian directly bent down to lift a small device...

Couldn’t lift it?

He maintained the posture of lifting the item, then somewhat dazedly turned back to look at the already disappeared figures of Mao Kun and Ming Dongheng.

**

It was just past nine at night.

Dean Gu was called by Jiang Xijue’s phone.

He lived in the backyard of the Jiang Family, so he arrived quickly.

In less than ten minutes, he reached downstairs.

"Dean Gu," Jiang Xijue, not very knowledgeable about these medical matters, met Dean Gu downstairs and led him up, "It seems like LNight-3 has arrived, and they are assembling and connecting it to power."

Speaking thus, the two arrived at the instrument room.

Dean Gu immediately saw the middle-aged man directing others to assemble the equipment with his back towards them, "Doctor Ambrose?"

"Hi," Ambrose turned around, clearly recognizing Dean Gu as well.

The two exchanged a few words, and then Dean Gu came out, looking towards Jiang Xijue, "Ambrose is now the chief in charge at MTR; this machine is their earliest invention, but how did you manage to invite them? Mr. Lance’s student, Mr. Lance is a distinguished guest of the Dawson family... you might not know him, but Miss Chen surely must have."

The Miss Chen he referred to was naturally Chen Beixuan.

Mr. Lance?

Jiang Xijue recalled that Ming Dongheng had called the man upstairs "Mr. Lance," and he said, "It wasn’t me; it was Miss Bai who found him, that Mr. Lance is upstairs with Miss Bai now."

Upon hearing Jiang Xijue say this, Dean Gu hurried upstairs.

Everyone went upstairs.

Jiang Yunjian stood beside Jiang Xijue, somewhat daze_turned to look at Jiang Xijue, "Director Jiang, this Miss Bai, she..."

Jiang Xijue did not speak.

This matter was unexpected yet within the realm of reason for him.

**

The assembly of LNight-3 was rapid.

By midnight, the results Mr. Lance wanted were out.

Dean Gu, unfamiliar with the research on LNight-3, stood by attentively listening to Mr. Lance and Doctor Ambrose analyze the results.

Mr. Lance used English throughout.

Bai Lian used Chinese throughout.

"That’s it," Mr. Lance looked at the needle near Jiang Fulai’s nostril, slowly turned to Bai Lian, his gaze intense, "Simply put, there is no damage to his cerebral functions, but Bai, when you applied the needle, there were significant changes in his brain waves; keep on applying the needles."

Bai Lian applied two more needles.