When durin stepped into the closed house, he didn''t know that a thing that could affect all the private wine industry of the whole empire was quietly happening thousands of miles away.


    "When did it happen?", after the leader of the new party signed his name, he rubbed his temples, took off his glasses and put them on the table. He looks only in his forties, but in fact he is 54 years old. He has always maintained well, so he doesn''t look old. He has a blond hair with a little curl. His white face has only some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. His tall nose and full lips make his facial features very three-dimensional. In addition, he has presided over the work of the new party and the Empire for a long time. In his calm without any expression, he still has a very aggressive dignity.


    Like all fathers, he also cares about his next generation and his heirs. His son is not an excellent son, at least not good enough in playing the role of son. Perhaps most high-ranking and powerful people have such worries. His son is very useless. He hasn''t done several right things since childhood and spends all his time on pleasure and trouble.


    Women, alcohol, chaos and bad private life have bothered him. He has tried his best to supervise the bastard, but something happened. Just now, his secretary general told him that his son had a car accident and was seriously injured. I hope he can go to the hospital.


    "I remember I had someone put a speed limiter on his car, and he told me he didn''t go anywhere at home yesterday." he put his glasses in his pocket, took out his beautiful pocket watch and looked at it. He had about 20 minutes. Twenty minutes later, the heads of several institutions in the Imperial Center will come for a short meeting to discuss some policies to be formulated and promulgated before the mid-term election.


    The Secretary General hesitated. The latest sports car from the Federation, the son of the party leader, was indeed equipped with a speed limiter. The principle of the speed limiter is not very complex. It is mainly divided into two types. One is the speed governor with physical properties, which reduces the working efficiency of the engine by reducing the ultra-high compressed steam entering the engine from the kinetic energy bin. The second is the chemical method, which reduces the reaction speed between obsidian and catalyst by adding a special substance to the kinetic energy bin to achieve the purpose of limiting the speed of vehicles.


    Both methods were used in the sports car of the leader''s son. But everything in this world exists opposite. You can put all these things on him, and he can unload all these things by some means. The speed governor was installed by the Secretary General himself, and the unloading of the same speed governor was also arranged by the Secretary General himself. He thought nothing would happen, but something happened.


    Now the only thing he''s thankful for is that the bastard has fallen into a deep coma. The doctor said that even if he could wake up, he would encounter some functional obstacles.


    For example, slurred speech becomes a sequelae such as mental retardation.


    Thank God for not abandoning me!


    The Secretary General followed margus, the leader of the new party, and left margus'' residence. They were not far from the best hospital, only three minutes. All the way, margus kept silent, his face was a little gloomy and solemn. He didn''t show some anxiety until he got to the hospital.


    The hospital knew that the seriously injured teenager was the son of Magus, the leader of the new party. They also sent all the most famous doctors to form an expert group to analyze the situation of the teenager. But the situation is very bad. The bastard hit a wall at a very high speed. He needs to thank God to survive. As for whether we can completely save him, everyone has no such confidence.


    "I think we need to open his skull to find out why he is still unconscious," said a surgeon.


    Magus''s son''s physical trauma has basically been treated, but he is still unconscious. In fact, the doctors here know that the problem must be in his brain. If the brain is not crushed by inertia under the violent impact, there may be hematoma and blood clot somewhere that oppresses the brain. But so far, only one doctor has put forward this view.


    In this era when there is no way to find the situation in the skull through the skull, all craniotomy operations are actually a gamble, because the window you open may no longer be on the focus, so many times, once the craniotomy operation is determined, what needs to be cut on the head is not one bone, but six bones. All the people who have undergone craniotomy can''t do strenuous exercise all their life and can''t contact the water source for a long time. They must wash their hair with special disinfectant with disinfectant every day to avoid infection.


    So far, among the cases that survived craniotomy, the oldest one was an old man. He lived for 17 years, then fell unconscious in a sneeze and soon left the world.


    There''s a lot of pressure to have a craniotomy on Maggs''s son. Therefore, these doctors who are unwilling to take responsibility never mention craniotomy, and always look for problems in several injuries that have been handled, such as his tibial fracture. God, if there is a direct connection between tibial fracture and deep coma, maybe doctors with this idea can get some awards.


    In the silence of the group of doctors, the door of the ward opened. Several bodyguards cleaned the room first and confirmed that there was no danger. Only then did MARGES stride in with his head high. At first glance, he fell on his son who needed mechanical cooperation even for breathing.


    "My time is limited, please make a long story short." he soon focused on this group of senior doctors, where neither he nor his son are the protagonists, and these doctors are.


    The doctor who proposed to do craniotomy several times opened his mouth and finally closed his mouth. The relationship is too big! Although conservative treatment may keep Maggs''s son in his current state or even die, they don''t need to pay any price for it. However, if a risky craniotomy fails, it will inevitably become the main responsible party - perhaps he will not die without craniotomy, even if he is unconscious, it is better than dead.


    Many families have this idea, especially after the event.


    In the face of the silent expert group, MARGES pursed his mouth. Just after he was about to explain that he did not need the doctors to be responsible, suddenly several doctors turned their faces, and MARGES also followed their eyes to his son lying in the hospital bed.


    The next moment, all the doctors rushed over. Just now, they found that the alarm device was triggered. It was a very small thing. A gasket like thing pressed on a section of exposed artery. There is a long charged needle on the gasket. Whenever the heart beats, the gasket will shake, and the long needle will shake, which will separate from another conductor, so that the buzzer that keeps ringing will produce a moment of silence.


    Just now, the silence disappeared, which means that the heartbeat of the guy in bed stopped. The doctors began to rescue quickly. Margus stood aside. He frowned and watched the doctors try all kinds of efforts on his son. He put his hand in his pocket and clenched his glasses tightly. He told many people that he didn''t like his son. It was a waste, but when he saw that his son couldn''t even beat his heart, his heart seemed to stop beating.


    About ten minutes later, when the doctors'' rescue action came to an abrupt end, his hand crushed the glasses in his pocket and the lenses stabbed his palm, but he didn''t feel even a trace of pain. Because of his son''s death, he was numb with pain. He walked quietly and stood quietly at the head of the hospital bed. The doctors and others withdrew and left the room for the father and son.


    He stared at the child whose face was already deformed and full of stitched wounds. He searched in his memory for a long time and couldn''t find the same shape. He shook his head, sighed, stretched out his hand to lift the thin quilt from his feet, covered his legs and his chest. When he was about to cover his face, Maggs looked deeply at the son who had been giving himself a headache. He wanted to engrave the look of this damn bastard who was indeed dead in his heart forever.


    The white thin was slowly pressed against the twisted face. MARGES raised his head, blinked, and calmly turned away.


    In the afternoon, when all the heads of departments attending the meeting sat together, they already knew what happened to MARGES. Before they had time to comfort the second man of the Empire who lost his children in his middle-aged and old age, margus took the lead in speaking.


    "To tell you the truth, I never thought I would experience such a sad day. Yes, he left. But the problem is not here, but why he left me." MARGES opened his Notepad, took out his pen and put on his eyes, "I carefully collected the details about him before the accident. The real cause of his death was not that he hit the wall, but three other things."


    "First, wine!"


    "He drank a lot of smuggled high alcohol before driving. Those wines would be ignited when they touched the fire. The wine made him lose his ability to respond to the outside world."


    "Second, he abused the anesthetic. The anesthetic he ingested was enough to make his muscles out of the control of his body. Even if he had realized that he would hit the wall, he couldn''t command his body to change the direction or stop the car."


    "Third, the speed is too high. I believe if he didn''t remove those damn speed limiters, he wouldn''t leave me even if there was an accident."


    "So I have a proposal..." he looked at each imperial pillar attending the meeting, and then slowly said: "establish a high alcohol and restricted products management investigation bureau to clean up all illegal private alcohol in the Empire. Establish an imperial traffic vehicle management department to strictly control the speed of each car and the physical condition of the driver!"


    "Who, against?"