In the bathroom, Zhong Haoqiang gritted his teeth to accept the strengthening of body cells by spiritual energy.
Under the intensified pain, Zhong Hao's drunkenness gradually disappeared without a trace, while his physical fitness and spiritual energy values were slowly increasing.
11%…
8%……
5%…
After nearly an hour of cell strengthening, the physical and spiritual energy values finally stopped at 5%.
This makes Zhong Hao full of expectations for the next strengthening. According to his current strengthening speed, he only needs to strengthen once more, and his physical fitness and spiritual energy value can basically be officially upgraded to the [lower] level.
After strengthening, his physical fitness has been improved again. Although the intensity of the improvement is now much weaker than at the beginning, the improvement is equally obvious every time.
There are also changes in height. After almost every strengthening, his body has grown nearly one centimeter taller. According to this improvement rate, in just over ten days, Zhong Hao's height will probably reach over 1.8 meters.
In addition, the changes in body shape have gradually become obvious. Especially after Dao Feng made nutritional arrangements for his diet, his body muscle lines have gradually become clearer, at least they are not as sharp as before.
Too thin.
Zhong Hao is still very, very satisfied with his own changes.
What he is making now is a comprehensive change, and it is a change down to every cell.
While strengthening, Zhong Hao also performed a small arc of recovery on the wound on his hand. He planned to directly reduce the healing speed of the wound to a week. After all, being injured like this still had a great impact on him.
The next morning, Zhong Hao did not choose to go to school because he had just finished exercising and had breakfast when an Audi car with a provincial party committee license plate was parked outside the yard.
The driver was He Rui. What happened last night did not seem to leave any traces on his body. His figure was still as straight as a javelin, with an extremely fierce aura exuding from his whole body, and his eyes were deep and determined.
In He Rui, Zhong Hao saw a very similar temperament to Dao Feng.
Zhong Hao can be sure that this He Rui must have joined the army, and his skills are definitely not weak.
The person who came with He Rui was a middle-aged man wearing a Chinese tunic suit. The middle-aged man was a few years older than Xu Chengye. His figure was not obese, but it gave people a bloated feeling.
His face was also a bit pale.
However, the middle-aged man's posture when walking was extremely calm, and his pale face had a sense of calmness and self-power.
Especially the tall stature of middle-aged people, who are close to 1.9 meters tall, can invisibly put a great deal of pressure on people.
This kind of pressure can also be said to be momentum, because the temperament of this middle-aged man is stronger than Xu Chengye's.
Just the first time he saw this middle-aged man, Zhong Hao could basically guess his identity.
He Yanjun, He Rui's father, is also the number one figure in the entire province.
Zhong Hao was not surprised by He Yanjun's arrival.
For a person of He Yanjun's status, it is absolutely impossible for him to miss any opportunity to extend his official career.
When Zhong Hao was sizing up He Yanjun, He Yanjun was also sizing up Zhong Hao. His deep eyes were like sharp blades, as if he could see through Zhong Hao.
It's a pity that he couldn't see anything through Zhong Hao's body at all. Under his close gaze, Zhong Hao standing at the gate didn't even change the faint smile on his face.
"Can I go in first?"
He Rui asked Zhong Hao very directly. He did not introduce He Yanjun's identity because he knew that Zhong Hao had already figured it out.
"come in."
Zhong Hao did not keep He Yanjun and He Rui out of the courtyard. As a doctor, he still welcomed patients like He Yanjun very much.
After saying that, Zhong Hao turned around and walked into the courtyard, followed by He Yanjun and He Rui's father and son.
The three of them sat down directly in the hall of the courtyard. Although He Yanjun had a distinguished status, Zhong Hao did not need to be polite to him. He was a doctor, and everyone was equal in front of the doctor, whether he was a prince or a commoner.
"Stretch out your hand, I'll use acupuncture to check your body first." After sitting down, Zhong Hao said directly to He Yanjun.
He knew that He Yanjun had diabetes, and that it was already a very serious form. However, he still needed to wait for He Yanjun to check his body before making a final conclusion.
Now that He Yanjun is here, he won't put on any airs, and he really wants to know whether Zhong Hao can cure his diabetes, or even just control it.
As long as he was under control, there would be no serious harm to his body. Therefore, after Zhong Hao finished speaking, he directly extended his hand to Zhong Hao.
Zhong Hao didn't say anything. After picking up the silver needle that had been prepared from the table, he directly inserted the silver needle into the acupuncture point between He Yanjun's arm.
The moment the spiritual energy entered He Yanjun's body, the situation inside He Yanjun's body was almost completely displayed in Zhong Hao's mind.
He Yanjun's condition is very serious, and diabetes has seriously affected his health.
No wonder he has been sent to the hospital three times in just a few months, and his physical condition is getting worse and worse. Many people have even begun to rumor that he will step down early.
In fact, the possibility of this rumor is still very high.
During the period when He Yanjun was hospitalized, Xu Chengye was basically responsible for many things in the entire province, and many of the people who originally followed He Yanjun were now gradually turning to Xu Chengye.
Unless He Yanjun can completely cure diabetes, even if he can barely stay in his position, he will no longer be Xu Chengye's opponent.
While Zhong Hao was inspecting, the eyes of He Yanjun and He Rui almost all fell on Zhong Hao.
A hint of nervousness could be seen in He Rui's deep eyes.
If he wants to maintain his status as the province's first prince, He Yanjun cannot fall.
If He Yanjun falls, He Rui will basically have nothing.
He Yanjun is relatively calm. Obviously, for a person like him who has seen many storms, this little inspection cannot affect his mentality.
Zhong Hao's examination did not last long. The purpose of his examination was very simple, just to see if He Yanjun could really be cured.
And only about five minutes later, Zhong Hao pulled out the silver needle.
Seeing Zhong Hao put the silver needle back into the needle box, He Rui almost immediately asked Zhong Hao: "Zhong Hao, how is my father's health?"
"Very bad, very bad..."
Zhong Hao responded simply, he was not alarmist.
He Yanjun's current health is not only in bad shape, but also in a terrible state. Like Mr. Ye's brain cancer, it is the kind of condition that cannot be cured by modern medicine.
If this continues, He Yanjun's body may not survive for many more years.
Although he was mentally prepared, when He Rui heard Zhong Hao say these five words, he couldn't help but feel a hint of disappointment in his deep eyes.
He Yanjun had more experience than He Rui, and he saw a little difference in Zhong Hao's tone and expression.
Therefore, instead of being disappointed, he asked Zhong Hao with some expectation: "Zhong Hao, do you have a way to cure my diabetes?"
"Yes, but it's a bit troublesome." Zhong Hao responded simply.
"How to say?"
He Yanjun asked quickly, and when he heard Zhong Hao say that there was a way to cure it, his eyes finally showed a little more excitement and expectation.
He Rui also reacted immediately. He stared straight at Zhong Hao, as if waiting for Zhong Hao's trial.
Zhong Hao had already thought of the answer and said directly: "First, I need some time to condition your body, which will take about three months. Second, you may need at least half a year to more than a year's rest.
It could be longer.”
Hearing what Zhong Hao said, He Yanjun's brows furrowed.
After resting for the first half of a year, he can basically retire directly.
After one and a half years, Xu Chengye's methods can definitely turn the entire provincial party committee and the provincial government into an iron plate. Even if he continues to hold the power card by then, he will only be humiliating himself.
"Zhong Hao, is there no other way?"
He Rui also understood this, and he asked Zhong Hao reluctantly.
"No."
Zhong Hao's answer was very straightforward, because it was the answer he had already prepared.
In fact, considering the situation in He Yanjun's body, it would not be difficult for Zhong Hao to cure him.
He had at least two ways to cure He Yanjun within a few days, but this was not the result Zhong Hao wanted to see.
He could help He Yanjun heal his body, but not now. He would have to wait until Xu Chengye truly became the supreme leader of the province.
As for how to choose, it depends on He Yanjun himself.
Life and power, he must give up one of them.
If he wants life, then he must step down from his position, and if he wants power, he basically only has a few years left to live well.
Faced with this choice, even a person like He Yanjun couldn't make a decision for a while.
His brows were knitted together, obviously thinking carefully.
