5 PM.

Ye Liangcai, Yang Chen, Sun Yue, Yang Cao… everyone gathered in the meeting room.

A hint of tension flashed across their faces.

An expert group led by Professor Wang, consisting of three people, came to report the situation to them.

"Dear leaders, based on our speculation and research, we've identified several possible options," Professor Wang said cautiously, knowing that all those present were not simple figures, and the person lying on the hospital bed was also not ordinary.

"Let's hear it," Yang Chen said coolly.

Professor Wang nodded and said in a deep voice: "Here's the situation, based on all the test results, including CT scans, blood tests, and others, nothing abnormal can be found except for the wound on the leg. The wound has a strange shape, as if pierced by something, and it appears difficult to heal and hard to stop the bleeding. So we suspect a few scenarios. First, excessive bleeding, leading to reduced blood flow to the brain, causing coma and shock. The second is that the injury severely stimulated the brain's nerves, causing the brain to protect itself and enter a dormant state. Third, the leg nerve connected to the brain was directly stimulated, causing a problem in the neural network, which resulted in the current condition."

Upon hearing this, Yang Chen frowned, "All speculation?"

Professor Wang looked embarrassed.

Because they really couldn't figure anything out.

Another person said, "Currently, no problems can be detected from the test results, so we can only rely on professional experience to make inferences."

"You experts discussed this for an entire day, and this is the result?" Yang Chen was a bit annoyed, but unwilling to vent his anger on these professors, he tried hard to suppress and control his emotions.

The three people looked embarrassed, after all, the person was lying on the bed unconscious, and so many experts couldn't find the reason, which was indeed disgraceful.

"Do you have any solutions?" Yang Chen asked, taking a deep breath.

Professor Wang hurriedly replied, "There are solutions; firstly, we can monitor the patient's brain waves to observe brain activity for research. Secondly, we could use electrotherapy to continuously stimulate the patient's nerves in an effort to help them recover. The third method… is quite conservative; all we can do is provide full treatment, let the wound heal, and see when the patient can recover."

"Damn it!" Yang Chen cursed angrily, kicking the chair beside him, which slammed into the wall and shattered, even the metal frame was twisted, and a deep dent was left on the wall, displaying his immense strength.

Professor Wang and his team jumped in fright, quickly retreating two steps.

Yang Chen grasped his hair, looking pained.

Having waited so long, only to get such a result, was hard for him to accept.

Bang!

Yang Chen slammed his hands on the table, glaring at the three of them and shouted angrily, "Do you know who is lying on that sick bed? Without people like him, would you be living so peacefully right now? Without him, do you think our country's development could be this smooth? Without him, do you think the patrol ships on our sea could leave? You don't know how much he has sacrificed for this country, you truly don't! You are doctors, saviors! But the people he saved are beyond what you could pursue in a lifetime, beyond what you could imagine! Back then, during… damn it!"

In anger, Yang Chen hammered out a fist mark on the table because he wasn't allowed to disclose certain mission details.

"Boss!" Yang Cao looked worriedly at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen motioned Yang Cao to stop, understanding his own excitement, but the thought that Night Fire might never wake up was unacceptable to him.

Yang Chen took a few deep breaths and looked at the three specialists, saying, "Carry out the first and second plans. If anything happens to Night Fire, I will hold you responsible!"

"Yes, yes... we... we will definitely ensure the patient's safety!" Professor Wang and his team said tremblingly, unable to produce a coherent sentence, leaning on each other as they left.

Because the aura emanating from Yang Chen earlier was terrifying, they felt like a small boat in a storm, teetering on the edge of destruction!

After the three left, Ye Liangcai sighed and said, "Xiaochen, don't get so worked up. Night Fire is safe now, not in any life-threatening condition. Everyone will find a way to cure him. Don't worry."

Yang Cao also said, "I will find out the reason soon, and I will definitely wake Night Fire up!"

Yang Chen nodded slightly, said nothing, and walked out.

Sun Yue thought for a moment, "I'll keep an eye on him!"

Sun Yue caught up, following behind Yang Chen.

Yang Chen went outside and stretched his hand to Sun Yue, "Keys!"

"Oh!" Sun Yue hurriedly handed over the keys to Yang Chen while quickly opening the car door and getting in.

Today, Sun Yue was driving an Audi A6, a company car.

Yang Chen started the car and drove to a nearby supermarket, buying some items, and headed to the martyrs' cemetery!

Arriving at the cemetery, Sun Yue noticed that Yang Chen had bought a case of liquor, two packs of cigarettes, and some fruits and paper money.

The graves at the Martyrs' Cemetery were very new, as if they'd been buried just yesterday.

There were dedicated personnel to care for the site, polishing tombstones and trimming weeds daily, so everything was well maintained.

Yang Chen came to a row of separate tombstones, placed the items down, and scanned the names on the tombstones, saying in a deep voice, "Brothers, I'm here to see you!"

The names on these tombstones read: Da Lei, Left Hand, Break Army, Killing Star, Big Demon, Little Demon…

A total of nine.

They were all his brothers!

Looking at these names, Yang Chen's eyes grew moist.

He bent down, opened the case of liquor, and taking out a bottle, smiled slightly and said, "There wasn't any good alcohol at the supermarket, I bought white liquor, the same kind we used to secretly drink often in the Guard, the best I could purchase."

Immediately, Yang Chen opened the entire case of liquor and poured it out in front of the graves.

"Have a drink! It's been so long since I came to see you, I've let you down!" Yang Chen spoke to the tombstones as if speaking to old friends.

Sun Yue stood not far away, silently watching this scene unfold.

Then, Yang Chen unpacked the cigarettes, smiling as he waved them before the tombstones, saying, "Nothing fancy, but we all got used to this flavor!"

He then scattered a pack in front of each grave.

Next, Yang Chen carefully placed paper money and yellow paper in front of each tombstone, muttering to himself, "Honestly, back when we were all together as brothers, none of us believed in this kind of thing, but I think our Flame Country customs aren't bad—burning things for you as a memento. If you need it, accept it, if not, let it be."

Saying this, Yang Chen ignited the paper money and yellow paper; it caught fire quickly because of the alcohol, and the cigarettes were also set alight, sending a column of smoke slowly rising.