The normal time for X432 repair technology is twelve hours.
Knowing the true condition of Zhang Manqian's body, Zhang Xuezhou did not wait at the Tangshan Nursing Center.
He strolled around Shengteng Academy, then went to No. 18 Xuefu Road to chat with Wang Li all afternoon, and waited until ten o'clock in the evening before rushing back to Tangshan Nursing Center.
He arrived just in time.
When the X432 repair technology reached its final countdown, Zhang Xuezhou was already standing outside the medical room waiting.
Correspondingly, there is a six-person medical team to conduct post-convalescence testing, which is far more complicated than Zhang Xuezhou's previous medical conditions.
But he thought that the person responsible for his medical mission was either Ren Wuyang and Ren Anran, or Ren Shengsheng, or he came out early under abnormal circumstances, and none of them had these subsequent troubles.
After a very responsible examination, accompanied by Zhang Manqian's "Ouch", "Headache" and "It's just a headache", more than ten test reports were also sent to Zhang Xuezhou's family.
"Dean Luo said that your family should move less and rest more recently. Don't worry about academic matters. There are deans over there to help you deal with it!"
The team leader of the medical team conveyed Professor Luo Hui's handling opinions, which made Zhang Xuezhou respond with "um" and "ah" repeatedly.
He and Song Fengying helped Zhang Manqian go through the discharge procedures. It wasn't until the three of them walked two miles away that Zhang Manqian's lifeless look returned to normal.
"Sister, you've already performed this before," Zhang Xuezhou said, "The X432 repair technology specializes in recuperating the essence, energy, and spirit. Even a terminally ill patient who is paralyzed in bed can take a few steps back and forth while he is paralyzed in bed."
"Then you didn't mention this situation," Zhang Manqian muttered, "I've never had this kind of high-end medical treatment before."
"Who knew there were so many surveillance systems in their sanatorium?" Zhang Xuezhou hissed, "If Professor Luo Hui asks, I can only say that your condition is a bit severe."
"You can fool me for a day," Zhang Manqian nodded and replied.
The conversation between a son and a daughter made Song Fengying look back and forth, and realized that the siblings were deeply influenced by her live broadcast style, and they began to deceive the professors in the school.
"Mom, sister, this is unintentional. I wanted to test it out and get a big advantage, but I really don't want to ask for more later. If I change someone else, I can only watch them in the morgue!"
When Song Fengying told Zhang Xuezhou and others the principles of life, Zhang Xuezhou corrected her.
Zhang Manqian has done risky things, and she has enjoyed small profits at times, and she has also faced risks and was almost rendered useless by Zuo Denggao, who drew her blood.
But now this trip is a big gain after encountering an unexpected risk.
The risks involved in this harvest are beyond ordinary people's imagination, but this is the result of Zhang Manqian's toughness.
If you lack the ability to take risks, you can only resign yourself to taking a gamble, but having enough ability to take risks will obviously bring sufficient risk rewards.
"We have entered the middle and late stages of the third chapter!"
When Zhang Xuezhou asked about the spiritual strengthening chapter, Zhang Manqian quickly responded.
"It's a pity that I fell asleep when I wanted to attack the fourth chapter!"
Zhang Manqian sighed a little.
She knows the price of such high-end medical treatment, and also knows the trouble of obtaining such high-end medical treatment.
Zhang Manqian felt that this kind of high investment needed to be adequately rewarded, and the time she missed was too serious a waste.
"It's not a pity, I'll just wait until you are stable and try again." Zhang Xuezhou shook his head and said, "As long as we pay, Professor Luo will arrange another match for you no matter what!"
"But it's very expensive," Zhang Manqian frowned.
"How much?" Song Fengying, who was listening in, asked.
"The internal price starts at 8 million," Zhang Xuezhou said: "The maximum price for external speculation is 15 million."
"It's so expensive. Is there gold mixed in that water?" Song Fengying said hard to understand.
"It's difficult to develop and test, and if there are few people who can benefit from it, the price won't come down," Zhang Xuezhou said.
"Then they should hurry up and provide benefits to the general public. Who can bear such a high price?" Song Fengying complained.
"Productivity can't keep up." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said: "I have found out that the drug base of these high-end medical treatments must be cultivated slowly. Some key culture solutions often take several years. The current price will be very strong!"
"Then why don't they hurry up and cultivate more medicinal bases or something?" Song Fengying said.
"Then we need to build high-end laboratories." Zhang Xuezhou shook his head and said: "What's even more troublesome is that there are only a few laboratories that master these high-end technologies. They spent huge sums of money to develop them, and you can't let them sell them at a low price!"
"This is the same as when you work hard to develop Feiyu live broadcast software, and then others ask you to share the code," Zhang Manqian said.
"Just saying that makes me understand!"
Song Fengying thought about the many codes used to create Feiyu Live, and then thought about the internal core data. She felt that it was impossible for her to publish this code to anyone for commercial use, nor to share customer information.
The principle is just that, and she can't do anything about people who have the ability to imitate it.
This is no different from high-end medical care. There are laboratories that produce new results, and there are laboratories that work backwards based on the purchased finished products and conduct experimental verifications, finally reproducing high-end medical care in a nearly replica.
These are divided into ordinary, mid-range, high-end and other grades.
For example, Zhou Yueyan's laboratory is a place of innovation and output, and it also has the ability to mix high-end blood reagents.
Some laboratories conduct analysis and imitation through purchase and other methods, and eventually form mid-range, ordinary, or even low-end pharmaceuticals.
And to directly promote these scientific research results, or even share them for free to reduce costs, there is no doubt that no one can do this.
Technology can only be advanced through iteration. It will not be fully shared until one day when the technology becomes less valuable or less profitable.
Zhang Xuezhou felt that they would never be able to wait until X432, X446 and other high-end medical treatments could be as cheap as 100,000 yuan.
“Then we can only make more money!”
After hearing Zhang Manqian's high-end medical needs, and having been able to involve Professor Luo Hui in recent years to provide high-end medical care at low prices, Song Fengying felt that making money was the key.
"If you have the ability, you will use it in the future," Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile.
"I don't need such expensive things!"
Song Fengying shook her head repeatedly, indicating that she was not blessed to receive high-end medical care that started with millions of dollars.
"But only X432 repair technology can boost mental strengthening," Zhang Xuezhou said: "You are somewhat lacking in this aspect, so you can only rely on modern technology to quickly achieve it!"
"I'll study, can't I study seriously?"
When Zhang Xuexue explained clearly the relationship between X432 repair technology and mental strengthening, Song Fengying suddenly felt that her learning was valuable.
This made her decide that while she continued to practice Flying Sheep and Walking on the Wall, she also learned the mental strengthening chapter that required her to completely meditate.
As long as she learns Chapter 3 or Chapter 4 of the Mental Strengthening Chapter, she can save nearly tens of millions of dollars.
"And daddy," Zhang Xuezhou said by name.
"The crappy book he wrote won't make much money. If he doesn't practice martial arts seriously to save the money, I'll let him write a book on the street."
Song Fengying vowed to do so.
A lot of advice and future prospects are nothing compared to the power that money brings.
Regardless of making money or saving money, after seeing the spending ability of Zhang Xuezhou and others, Song Fengying obviously didn't want to spend such an unjust amount of money.
She even took out the video monitor and scolded Zhang Weimeng who was sitting in the study writing and not listening to what was going on outside the window.
"What did I do wrong again?"
Nearly half an hour later, Zhang Weimeng's anxious reply came belatedly.
At this time, Zhang Xuezhou also received an inquiry message from Professor Luo Hui.