?Mobile reading Deep in Europe, a well-defended castle. Eighty Electronic Book Not only does the castle’s perimeter host hundreds of defensive troops, but it also features heavy weapons such as armored vehicles and tanks, with helicopters circling overhead and an integrated air defense network in place. All of these are standard military equipment, supplemented by professional soldiers. Gesens, the world’s wealthiest individual, holds considerable influence in Europe. Leveraging his vast resources, he has even prompted his home country to dispatch an entire infantry battalion—one reinforced company stationed to guard the castle’s immediate surroundings, while the other two companies are spread out over a radius of twenty kilometers. Even with such robust military support, he still feels insecure. His daughter, Yapo, lies quietly in bed, her face pale, with medicine bottles displayed on the nearby stand. Just the day before, the convoy she was traveling with was attacked by the Red Kill Mercenaries. A rocket shell struck directly her vehicle, causing it to lift off and spin several times before crashing. Fortunately, Yapo was wearing a bulletproof vest, protected by bodyguards on both sides, and only sustained a laceration to her arm along with some shock injuries. The attackers were defeated, and at the time, no one gave it much attention. Once they reached a safe location, Yapo collapsed—only then did the doctors realize she had suffered severe brain concussion, a serious condition. Despite being treated by some of the finest physicians in Europe, the results were only modest. She spent at least twenty hours each day in unconsciousness, and even when awake, her mental state remained poor. Originally, Gensens had been confident, believing that with his substantial financial resources, securing a mercenary organization would be a mere task. Now, he truly realized that there were many things money simply could not resolve. Consequently, he had to place his hopes entirely on Qin Feng. The aircraft landed smoothly, and several armored military vehicles drove directly onto the tarmac to transport Qin Feng and Isabella. Throughout the journey, no one spoke; the atmosphere inside the vehicles was noticeably tense. Gesens came out personally to greet them, clearly concerned about his daughter's safety, his face showing evident anxiety. "How is Yapo?" Qin Dashi's very first question was about Yapo's condition. Gesens shook his head. "Not very optimistic. The doctor said if she doesn't fully regain consciousness within a short time, she may suffer long-term complications." "Such a serious situation—what exactly happened?" Qin Dashi frowned. Gesens sighed, somewhat helpless. "We were too confident. We thought the enemy wouldn't dare to act in such a heavily guarded area. But they did. In fact, they were incredibly strong. Their first rocket attack was directly aimed at Yapo—and it hit!" "Take me to see her," Qin Feng requested. Gesens glanced at Isabella, who was following him. "This lady?" "My friend, a close friend," Qin Feng said, wanting to ensure she wasn't underestimated. "In fact, she's even stronger than me—she came specifically to assist me." "That's wonderful, madam," Gossens' attitude immediately shifted a full 180 degrees. After all, who could blame him? As the world's wealthiest man, he was used to seeing people through a lens of bias. The three of them arrived at the main bedroom on the second floor, where Yashie lay quietly on the large bed, her face slightly pale, almost devoid of color. Qin Feng's brow furrowed even more deeply. He gently placed his hand on the young woman's forehead, channeling a subtle spiritual energy to assess her condition. Soon, he reached a conclusion: "The head's meridians have suffered severe damage, disrupting the flow of vital energy and blood, resulting in insufficient oxygen supply to the brain—this is indeed serious." Gossens found himself completely lost, honestly having doubted the efficacy of traditional Chinese medicine in the past. Yet, with just a brief touch on his daughter's head, Qin Feng had made such an accurate diagnosis that Gossens could no longer help but be convinced. "Can we save her?" he asked. Qin Da shook his head, then nodded. "She can be saved, but it will be quite complicated. I have several pills here—take one and see how she responds. Our treatment plan will depend entirely on the results!" "Very well, then, that will be most kind of you," said Gossens politely. Isabella spoke up, "There's definitely some effect, but I'm concerned it's only temporary. After all, Yapo is just an ordinary person, and a European. Your elixir works wonders for cultivators, but for ordinary people, its effectiveness is significantly reduced!" Qin Feng nodded in agreement, "That's exactly what I'm worried about. If the effect is only temporary, then we're merely treating the symptoms, not addressing the root cause. We'll definitely face bigger problems down the line. I hope it's permanent—please don't let me down!" At that moment, Yapo's eyes opened, appearing slightly blurred. Yet they instantly brightened as she saw Qin Feng. "Feng, is it really you? Am I dreaming?" she murmured. "Heh, it's truly you," smiled Qin Feng. "You're not deceiving me, are you? These past few days, my head has been foggy, and I've been dreaming of all sorts of strange things," Yapo said, instinctively reaching out and wrapping her arms around him. Gesens felt a bit peeved, as though after all the hard work of cultivating cabbage for a season, it had all been knocked over by the pigs. Yet he still smiled warmly, "Yap, I personally invited Qin Feng. You're not dreaming at all. By the way, haven't you noticed that you feel a bit more alert lately?" "Yes, it's not as foggy as it was the last few times when I woke up," she replied. Gesens was thrilled, his excitement clearly visible. "Feng, have you resolved the issues on your end?" asked Yap gently. "Mostly settled. Now, I'm going to help you with your troubles." He gently touched her forehead—though not entirely optimistic, as the meridians that had recently opened up due to the herbal medicine were gradually returning to their previous state of blockage. Indeed, just a few minutes later, her eyelids began to droop, despite her best efforts to stay awake. "Feng, I'm feeling so sleepy again..." "Sleep for a while, and when you wake up, you'll feel refreshed." "Qin Feng spoke softly. "Then please don't leave. I want to see you when I open my eyes!" "Alright, I promise," Qin Feng said, but by the time he finished, the beautiful young woman had already fallen asleep. Indeed, it only addresses the symptoms, not the root cause. A fundamental solution must be found, and every passing minute worsens the aftereffects—every second counts.