"Master! There is no such technology yet. This picture is enlarged. The memory nerve is so small that the naked eye cannot see it. It is impossible to cut off only one of them! And so the young master can't remember anything in the future."

Even the light source knife is not that small!

"…..." Huo Yanmo refused to speak and was angry.

Feeling the old man's anger, the professor added: "At most, surgical glue can only be used to block this area from the outer layer, but it will only be managed for about a few years, because the plant silicone will be absorbed by the human body and will not affect the regeneration memory. As for how many things the young master remembers and how many things he doesn't remember after he wakes up......"

Huo Yanmo pondered for two seconds: "Just do it!" He left the words...

"……………” He hadn’t finished speaking yet. This silicone had a disadvantage, that is, if the human body temperature was above 45 degrees, the silicone would have a slight dissolution condition, and would solidify again after cooling down. But it doesn’t seem to be a big problem. No one’s body temperature would reach 45° unless he had a fever, even if he had a fever of 45°, he would probably not be able to survive.

After walking outside, Solo respectfully said to the old man: "I don't know if I should say something about it, old man?"

Hearing this, Huo Yanmo stopped, held his hands on the crutch, waiting for Solo's next words.

After a while, Solo took out a chain from his pocket and handed it to Huo Yanmo: "Master, look at this."

Seeing the chain in Solo's hand, Huo Yanmo was shocked and said angrily: "How could it be here for you?" There were only two chains passed down by the Huo family. He kept one by himself, and the other he gave to Mu Meiling back then.

Logically speaking, this chain should be with Mu Meiling.

Solo returned respectfully: "It was discovered from the young master's clothes."

Yesterday, when he asked him to go to the laboratory to clean up the damaged clothes and supplies that the young master had tested, they fell out of the interlayer of the clothes.

I guess the young master takes this thing very important.

"…..." Huo Yanmo was silent. It was very likely that Mu Meiling gave it to him. But Geng Rui has always had something to do with Mu Meiling. There is no need to give it to him. Could it be that Meiling fell and was picked up by Geng Rui?

He shook his head again, how could Geng Rui pick up this thing? He really couldn't figure it out...

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Hannover, Germany

Gu Jialing's belly is already a little raised. Her baby is 6 months old. She is sitting in front of the piano in the warm-colored ward, her hands dancing quickly on the keyboard. The sad and grief music echoes in the night sky of the entire independent villa ward.

She has played this song countless times on Black Sunday. The woman wearing this song used it to recall the soul of her dead husband.

So she played and sang again and again... Even though her throat was so hoarse that she couldn't make a sound, she still sang.

The nurse always advised her that this was not good for the baby, and she was still stubborn. She could not forget him, and the husband who loved her and regarded him as a treasure... Even if the soul came back was her soul, she hoped to meet him and tell him that she missed him...

Anthers hasn't visited her once in more than four months, and she can't contact the outside world.
Chapter completed!