How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

When he heard the call was connected, Qin Ming's heart beat violently.

"Hey! Hey! Is it Teacher Qi? Teacher, is it you?"

"I am your student Qin Ming, graduated from the Physics Department of Qingbei University in 76! Teacher, are you listening to me?"

Qin Ming trembled with excitement.

"Teacher, one of my students became a death row prisoner and was about to be shot! But he invented..."

Qin Ming was about to tell Ye Cheng what he had discovered.

Unexpectedly, he was interrupted directly by the voice on the phone.

"Sorry! Mr. Qin, I...I am not your teacher Qi."

what?

Qin Ming was suddenly confused.

Did I remember the wrong phone number?

impossible!

This phone call has been kept in his heart for countless years since he got it.

He will not forget even if he turns to ashes, how could he remember it wrongly.

Qin Ming said anxiously.

"Then please, please give the phone to Mr. Qi. I have urgent matters to see him about, life-threatening matters..."

"Sorry, he can't answer your call."

The voice on the other end of the phone was still tired, even hiding great sadness.

boom!

When Qin Ming heard this, his head was about to explode.

Has Mr. Qi passed away?

Could it be that no one in this world can save Ye Cheng?

He didn't know what to say for a moment, and his heart was full of bitterness.

It's just that Qin Ming doesn't understand.

If Mr. Qi dies, it will definitely cause a sensation in the whole country. Why is there no news yet?

The man on the phone continued.

"Mr. Qin, although I don't know who you are, I'm sorry."

"My father accidentally fell down yesterday and fell unconscious on the spot. He has been in the ICU for a day and a night, and even the medical experts are helpless."

"Now, he really can't answer your call. I am his son Qi Qingdan. If you have anything, you can tell me."

"However, maybe..."

"I may need to take care of my father's funeral before I can help you solve it..."

The voice on the other end of the phone hadn't finished speaking yet, and his tone was choked with sobs.

Obviously at this time, Qi Qingdan was able to answer calls from his father's students because he was suppressing his grief.

"This……"

Qin Ming held up the phone and couldn't say a word.

He didn't expect Ye Cheng's luck to be so unlucky.

He has obviously developed controllable nuclear fusion, but he is about to be shot.

He clearly had a chance to prove himself, but the only one who could prove it for him, Mr. Qi...

No, I can't give up!

To give up Ye City is to give up the hope of the rise of the entire Dragon Kingdom.

Qin Ming took a deep breath, ignoring the sadness on the other end of the phone, and continued.

"Professor Qi, I have heard your name and watched your lectures! I know you are an expert in theoretical physics and do not have much research on nuclear physics, but..."

"But now I have a student who is about to be executed! His name is Ye Cheng, have you heard of him?"

"Yecheng?"

Qi Qingdan was stunned, and the information about this person flashed through his mind.

Some time ago, a kid named Ye Cheng killed four people in anger to save his mother, and the media reports were overwhelming.

In the entire Dragon Kingdom, no one knows what he has done.

"I've heard of his name..."

Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good to hear it, it's good to hear it!"

"Professor Qi, this kid has developed controllable nuclear fusion, and now we urgently need Mr. Qi's proof."

"If Mr. Qi can't, can you help me find someone..."

"What did you say!"

Before Qin Ming finished speaking, Qi Qingdan exclaimed on the phone.

Obviously also extremely shocked.

Decades ago, after his father successfully studied the phenomenon of nuclear fusion, he immediately developed a hydrogen bomb unique to the Dragon Kingdom.

His name, Qi Qingdan, is also based on the hydrogen bomb.

In the decades that followed, my father was not satisfied with the status quo and devoted his life to the research of controllable nuclear fusion.

Unfortunately, as of today, no practical results have been produced.

I had great regrets until my death.

But now, controllable nuclear fusion has been developed by a death row prisoner?

How can this be?

Qi Qingdan's first reaction was to make an international joke.

But he also understood that Qin Ming would not joke about this kind of thing, and even called his father to joke about it.

Perhaps, this invention that shocked the past and the present has really been studied and revealed?

Qi Qingdan's heart beat violently, and then sank again.

He felt extremely sad.

No matter whether the other party's research is feasible or not, my father is destined to never see it!

Medical experts had just said that my father had less than an hour to live.

At this moment, all the children of the Qi family are preparing for the funeral.

Even if the research is done, I'm afraid it won't be able to save Ye Cheng's life, and it won't be able to make up for his father's regret.

Could it be that this is God's will?

Qi Qingdan held the phone and fell into silence.

Exactly at this time.

The door to the ICU was pushed open.

Several well-known experts in extracranial and extrapsychic systems from the Dragon Kingdom came out.

Everyone looked guilty.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qi, we tried our best!"

"The congestion in Mr. Qi's head has been cleared, but he is old and his physical signs are declining rapidly..."

"In less than an hour, in ten minutes, he will... pass away!"

Medical professionals are devastated.

Anyone who has witnessed the fall of a general star with his own eyes and says that it is not uncomfortable is absolutely lying.

When the children of the Qi family heard this, they all burst into tears.

The old man's relatives and friends, as well as several friends from the Chinese Academy of Sciences who came over, also fell into grief.

Seeing this, the medical experts hurriedly advised: "Everyone, please don't cry yet! Please go see Mr. Qi for the last time, otherwise..."

Otherwise, we won’t even see the old man for the last time.

Everyone hurried to the ICU.

Who knows, I just took a step forward.

"Don't even...don't move!"

Qi Qingdan, who was holding the phone, suddenly shouted and stopped everyone.

Everyone turned around, wondering what else was going on with Mr. Qi's only son.

Qi Qingdan held the phone tightly, stopped everyone, and said anxiously.

"Don't move! Don't move!"

"Everyone, I...I have something very urgent and I need to communicate with my father."

"Please wait outside the door, no one can come in!"

After saying that, Qi Qingdan ran straight into the ICU regardless of everyone's reaction.

This……

Everyone is stupid.

No one knows that this is the time it has come.

Is there anything else Qi Qingdan needs to communicate with his father?

Say.

With Mr. Qi in such a state, how can we communicate effectively?

Leave a will?

It's too late.

With the ICU door closed, everyone looked confused.

Qi Qingdan couldn't care anymore.

Just when medical experts were telling everyone to say their final goodbyes.

He actually only had one idea.

Even if his father is destined to leave, even if his father has no consciousness.

I also want to hear the research results of this death row prisoner.

Maybe my father will have no regrets in his life.

Qi Qingdan rushed into the ward and rushed to his father's side.

He ignored his sadness and shouted into the phone.

"Mr. Qin! Hurry! Let your students tell you what they found!"

"Please, let him fulfill my father's dream!"

"I will find a way to help him, help him prove his discovery, and prevent him from being shot!"

After saying that, Qi Qingdan put the phone directly to his father's ear.

Qin Ming was also excited.

He realized that this might be Ye Cheng's last chance.

He quickly handed over the phone in his hand.

"Ye Cheng! Tell me, tell me quickly! Tell me everything you know!"

Ye Cheng didn't know what was going on on the other end of the phone, so he had to explain the content of the paper given by the system again.

"Research and Practice Paper on Controlled Nuclear Fusion·Part [-]"

"Conclusions on the R&D and Mass Production of Super High Temperature Resistant Materials"

"Some mature ideas about changes in the order of atomic sequences"

"Improved Experimental Data on Tokamak Devices"

"Some Experimental Demonstrations on Indoor Superconducting Materials"

……

Telling them all is naturally impossible.

But Ye Cheng expressed the streamlined things in the paper in the most concise language.

Even so, we talked for more than ten minutes.

When Ye Cheng finally stopped talking, his mouth was dry.

He was just about to ask what the other party's opinions were on these research results.

Unexpectedly.

The phone beeped.

WHAT?

The other person actually hung up the phone?

Ye Cheng was stunned for a moment.

Whatareyou…

What are you doing?