'Hmm... I must have been out of my mind last night to change the activation command to that.'
"Lincoln, you big head!"
As Luca's voice faded, the red storage box in front of him quickly unfolded.
White's figure inflated and stood up, then took small steps to Luca's side.
"I am White, your personal healthcare companion." (●—●)
"Mm-hmm, I know you are. Scan her body for me." Luca pointed to Gina, who was lying on the hospital bed.
The next moment, the green light in White's eyes quickly scanned Gina's entire body, and he immediately gave his assessment.
"The target's vital signs are within a stable range, some nerve signal transmission is blocked, and there is calloused protein encasing the nerve synapses. Recommendation..."
White repeated his assessment from last night, and Luca asked while listening.
"According to what you said before, can targeted drugs treat this?"
"The target's condition is still in the early stage. Continuous use of targeted drugs for more than 12 weeks has an 87.6% probability of successful treatment," White replied.
Samira's face brightened upon hearing this. The Doctor had just brought good news, and now the robot created by My Lord also gave a high probability of successful treatment.
'It seems My Lady indeed has a chance to wake up.'
However, compared to Samira's optimism, Luca frowned slightly.
"12 weeks? That's three months, right? Add in the time to develop the medicine, and it will probably take at least half a year or even a year for her to wake up."
"White, will this condition worsen during its duration?" Luca pressed again.
"The database shows that nerve synapse calloused syndrome will lead to a slow thickening of calloused protein over time. As long as the patient's daily care and muscle nerve stimulation exercises are ensured, it will not affect vital signs. However, the continuous thickening of the calloused protein will increase the difficulty for subsequent targeted drugs to break down the calloused protein, delaying the patient's recovery time."
'The expert group always feels unreliable. It seems I still need to find a biological pharmaceutical laboratory that can cooperate as soon as possible.'
Under Samira's slightly worried gaze, Luca looked up at her again, and said with a serious expression.
"Aunt Samira, please help me contact the lawyers and the family fund. I need to calculate how much assets I can currently use."
Yes, although it was all his family's money, it wasn't something Luca could just use directly.
Entrusting a laboratory to help him develop pharmaceuticals, even with the drug formula information, the cost would likely not be a small sum.
Given Luca's current age, to use a relatively large amount of assets or sell funds and stocks under his parents' names, he would need to go through some necessary procedures.
Fortunately, this expense was for treating his mother, Gina. With this reason, the legal procedures would be much simpler.
After discussing the asset matters, Luca continued to add.
"Also, I'll have to trouble Aunt Samira to help me find out who sponsored and proposed the establishment of the expert group here at the hospital."
From Luca's perspective, his family's connections hadn't even managed to persuade a Strange to diagnose his mother before.
Now, it was unclear who, not only brought in Strange, but also the hospital's expert group, and even came up with 'experimental treatment' like this. They must have considerable influence.
Perhaps it was a prominent figure whose family also had someone with a similar condition.
If that were truly the case, the drug formula he possessed might have other ways to be developed more quickly.
Samira nodded upon hearing this, recording each of these pending matters.
'Perhaps, after a while, I can take Mother home for care.' Luca thought.
This condition was similar to a vegetative state; it wouldn't suddenly worsen, nor would it be cured by rest alone.
Previously, he had kept his mother, Gina, in the hospital mainly considering that the medical staff in the hospital were more professional, and also holding a glimmer of hope for treatment.
Now, the direction of treatment was clear, and as for medical personnel, White himself was the best professional medical companion.
Taking his mother, Gina, home for care would also be more convenient.
However, all of this would have to wait until Luca sorted out the troublesome matters he was currently facing.
After staying in the ward for more than two hours, Luca and Samira got up and prepared to leave.
According to Samira, the tactical team members would likely arrive by evening, and Luca naturally didn't plan to meet them at the hospital.
Moreover, the 3D printing still running at home should be nearing completion.
Originally, Luca had wanted to take this opportunity to visit a nearby mall and see if any 'core components' might appear.
However, under Samira's strong persuasion, he temporarily abandoned this idea.
After all, he still had a [Sweet Captive] that hadn't been synthesized yet, so new components weren't an immediate rush.
On the way back.
Samira's phone, which she was using to drive, suddenly rang. After a brief call, although she was still driving steadily with her eyes on the road ahead, she reported to Luca in a serious tone.
"My Lord, there's a result regarding the investigation into Dragan that you asked me to hire someone for earlier."
At these words, Luca, who had been resting with his eyes closed, sat up straight, quietly waiting for Samira to continue.
"Although Dragan's whereabouts have not yet been found, his movements over the past two years are traceable."
"Two years ago..."
Listening to Samira's unhurried narration, Luca roughly understood the general situation.
Since Dragan was expelled from the company by Gina two years ago.
Relying on a large sum of 'separation' money bestowed by Gina, he did not choose to stay in New York, but instead took the money and 'enjoyed himself' everywhere outside.
During this period, he had also invested in some small companies, hoping to make a comeback and spite his sister, but several consecutive investment failures completely extinguished Dragan's unrealistic notions.
About a year ago, relying on his previous investment experience and a large amount of remaining cash, Dragan became a well-known high roller in Las Vegas.
However, the funds in his hands were ultimately like Water without a source.
After a period of debauchery, all the cash in Dragan's hands was completely drained by Las Vegas, that bottomless money pit. He could only rely on his previous 'good' reputation to continue scamming, borrowing, and lending.
However, just a while ago, it was said that he, who was almost hunted down and buried alive, suddenly paid off the debts owed to the most powerful factions, and then disappeared from Las Vegas.
Currently, it seems that the force that arranged several gunmen to protect Dragan completed the repayment for him, or rather, transferred this debt to themselves.
As for why it could be investigated so clearly, it was naturally because there were still many personal loans he had taken out that had not been repaid.
Even now, many people in Las Vegas who haven't figured out the situation are cursing and searching for his whereabouts.
"So, it's still impossible to determine who is behind this, is it?"
"Yes, but My Lord, the private detective also found out something else. Two of the three vehicles that attacked us that day, both large trucks, came from a shell company called United Construction!"
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