After divorcing his celebrity wife, he became the richest man in the world

Chapter 492 Artificial bugs
Chen Yu didn't expect Dolan to be so anxious.

Since everyone has talked about this, there is no need for him to be hypocritical.

Under Dolan's guidance, he went upstairs quickly.

In a room on the third floor, Marco Miroel lay there quietly like a corpse.

Chen Yu had heard of this old man a long time ago, and his deeds can be called a legend in the business world.

The Miroel family was an extremely wealthy family a long time ago, but the middle of the interior never stopped.

There are many outstanding family members who were excluded from the family in such a battle, and had no choice but to live outside.

Marco is one of them!

However, he was not discouraged by this, but quickly accumulated the first pot of gold by relying on his own talents, and then used this wealth to quickly establish his own business empire.

In the end, with the wealth in his hands, he regained the approval of the Miroel family.

Later, relying on iron and blood methods, the Miroel family was completely rectified.

Such a world-class figure could not escape life, old age, sickness and death in the end.

Chen Yu sighed in his heart, then sat on the edge of the bed and took Marco's pulse.

Just after checking, Chen Yu's pupils suddenly dilated.

There was actually a live worm in Marco's head.

This thing seems to have been bred by some special method, designed to destroy Marco's brain neurons.

"Mr. Dolan, I need to have a surgical operation here, can you clear everyone out?"

Dolan was a little hesitant. Many people in the room were professional doctors of the Miroel family, so it was really inappropriate to let them out.

Besides, these people are all experts in surgery, and they can help if they stay.

"Mr. Chen, I don't think it's necessary..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Yu suddenly leaned into his ear.

"I suspect that there are spies sent by the Childe family here. The things in Mr. Marco's head are probably put by these guys."

Dolan took a breath, not daring to be negligent in the slightest, and immediately had everyone in the room cleared out.

But there is an elderly doctor who is reluctant to go out, and even draws pictures in front of you with a scalpel.

"Stinky boy, when I saw a doctor, you probably hadn't given birth yet, yet you dared to let me out! Mr. Marco's illness has always been treated by me, and you didn't even see his case, but you want to drive us out. There must be something wrong!"

Dolan hurriedly stopped the old doctor: "Mr. Stock! It's not that I don't believe in your medical skills, but the secret technique that Mr. Chen had when he was seeing a doctor. This is his patent. It would be bad for you to stay here."

"What patent?" Stoke insisted, "Young Dolan, don't be fooled by others. Are there still few doctors here to cheat?"

Duo Lai sighed helplessly, and hurried to Stoke's side.

"Old man, he is the current head of Xuan Qingdao. I believe he can cure my father's illness. You should go out and wait for a while! If he can't be cured, it's not too late to deal with him."

Stoke's expression froze for a moment, and he stared at Chen Yu with a strange look for a long time before leaving.

After everyone left, Chen Yu sat down beside Ma Ke, and stretched out a finger on his forehead.

The scorching temperature mixed with the electric current spread throughout Marco's body in an instant, and the bugs in his head were also disturbed.

At this moment, Chen Yu already had a CT stereogram of Marco's brain in his mind.

He carefully manipulated the electric current, wrapped the bug's body, and pulled it out of Marco's nose.

After turning this thing out, Chen Yu immediately began to analyze its composition.

Some of the ingredients are patented in the laboratory of the Knights of the Round Table.

It seems that it was the Childe family who attacked Marco.

Chen Yu didn't stop there, but continued to release the current, trying to reactivate Marco's necrotic neurons.

After an unknown amount of time, Ma Ke suddenly coughed twice and sat up abruptly.

"Who is going to kill me?"

This yell scared the people waiting outside the door, they rushed into the room regardless.

The moment they saw Marco, everyone froze there.

Ma Ke had been in this coma for half a year, and all the doctors who came to see the doctor were helpless, but Chen Yu only stayed here for about ten minutes, and Ma Ke woke up unexpectedly.

"Mr. Marco, your body is still very weak, you need to rest well, and don't have too much mood swings."

As he spoke, Chen Yu tapped Marco's chest a few times, causing him to faint.

Dolan hurried to the bed: "Mr. Chen, how is my father?"

Chen Yu brought the worms he took out to Dolan.

"Master Dolan, send this worm to the laboratory immediately and study it carefully. Also, from today on, don't let anyone get close to your father."

Dolan nodded repeatedly.

At this moment, Stoke rushed to Marco like crazy, holding a scalpel in his hand.

Chen Yu was shocked, and hurried forward to stop the old guy.

"Old man, Mr. Marco finally woke up, what do you mean?"

Stoke's eyes were blank, his body trembled inexplicably and quickly, and some indistinct sounds came out of his mouth.

Chen Yu couldn't help frowning, he had never seen such a situation.

In a daze, he suddenly found a small black spot on Stoke's neck.

Before he had time to think about it, he hurried forward and took the little black spot off.

Only then did Stoke return to normal, but he didn't have any memory of what he did just now, and he was still wondering how he got here.

Chen Yu analyzed the little black spot in his hand, and found that it turned out to be a tiny pulse robot.

Once this thing is attached to the human body, it can impact the brain through a specific pulse frequency, thereby achieving the effect of controlling a person.

Chen Yu immediately crushed the pulse robot in his hand, and then covered the entire room with the system.

After confirming that there were no other small black spots, I breathed a sigh of relief.

But having said that, the production of this kind of micro-robot is extremely complicated, and the materials required are extremely scarce.

Being able to make one is already very good, and it is impossible to reproduce it in large numbers.

Dorrance was a little excited, grabbing Stoke's shoulder and shaking it non-stop.

"Old man, the Miroel family has never treated you badly. How could you do such a thing to my father? Couldn't you put that bug in my father's head too?"

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and several bodyguards nearby immediately rushed up and surrounded Stoke.

(End of this chapter)