The night deepens.
The intensive care unit of the hospital is brightly lit.
Several burly plainclothes bodyguards squat guard at the door.
Protecting Abulaxi's leader is their mission and responsibility, and they dare not relax even for a moment.
Meanwhile, in the adjacent medical observation room
Wu Jie is discussing Abulaxi's condition with numerous doctors, including his personal physician.
Through previous acupuncture and electrotherapy, everyone unanimously feels that Abulaxi's condition has significantly improved.
There is no sight of him clutching his head in pain, nor any sound of him screaming in agony.
This, in anyone's view, is a sign of significant improvement in his condition.
Since various modern medical devices can't determine the cause of Abulaxi's illness.
It can only leave Wu Jie to try the ancient and mysterious traditional Chinese medicine.
At the meeting.
