After Feng Mu finished presenting the gift, he took his leave.

Li Hanyu held the heavy gift in her hand, her gaze slowly sweeping across the bedroom.

Ordinary cups and vases were clearly too small to hold the head of the [Graveyard Tree].

Suddenly, her gaze fixed abruptly on the large fish tank where her son’s body was soaked; the space inside the tank was obviously still spacious.

Li Hanyu immediately had an idea.

Of course, she wouldn’t rashly throw a head directly into it; she was very cautious.

"Head Nurse." She beckoned softly towards the medical team.

The head nurse guarding the door quickly stepped forward, the hem of her white coat slightly swaying with her urgent steps.

Li Hanyu did not provide any extra explanation, directly handing over the head.

The head nurse’s complexion barely changed, her hands steadily receiving the head, cradling it gently in her arms.

It was as if she wasn’t holding a human head, but a bouquet of fresh flowers.

This level of poise and professional competence, no wonder the Fourth Hospital’s care team deserved high praise!!!

"Carefully examine this head,"

Li Hanyu then instructed leisurely,

"Be careful not to damage it."

"Yes, Madam."

The head nurse carried the head to the side to begin operations. This converted bedroom was equipped with top-notch medical equipment, more than sufficient for examining a head or even performing major surgery.

Li Hanyu naturally did not doubt Feng Mu’s goodwill; examining the head was just her habit.

The head nurse placed the head on a sterile operating table; under the shadowless lamp, every wrinkle, every frostbite on the head was clearly visible.

She carefully took a sample from the head for various tests and analyses.

Meanwhile, securing the head, using various X-ray machines to create detailed internal images on a nearby computer screen.

Cross-sectional images of blood vessels, skull, brain tissue (even though it had lost activity) were captured and analyzed one by one.

"Madam, all tests are complete, and there are no issues with the head."

The head nurse flipped through the test report, her tone confident:

"Except for slightly above-average bone density, it is a normal dead person’s head."

"Ensure it is well-treated."

Li Hanyu wasn’t surprised by this result and continued to instruct,

"This is a gift specifically sent to Huan’Er by someone else. I want it to be clean and safe... placed into the nutrient capsule to accompany him."

"Gift?"

Even the well-experienced head nurse was momentarily stunned.

What more could she say?

She could only privately lament: The rich have so many novel ways of gift-giving, indeed poverty limits imagination.

Soon, the head nurse gathered several medical staff to begin professional treatment of the head.

The smell of disinfectant permeated the air, the crisp sound of instruments colliding, everyone tacitly maintaining a professional and restrained silence.

First, they stitched up the neck incision, using cosmetic sutures that left almost no scars.

Then, through minimally invasive techniques, they slowly injected a special bio-gel into the cranial cavity, replacing traditional preservatives.

Finally, a sealed isolation "mask" was carefully sprayed over the head’s surface, including the hair, followed by sterilization and disinfection.

Amid the dense mist of the disinfectant spray, the entire process resembled both a solemn embalming ceremony and the meticulous creation of an art piece, exuding indescribable eeriness and sanctity.

Everything was properly dealt with.

Wearing sterile gloves, the medical staff gently carried the head, slowly submerging it into the azure nutrient solution.

The head sank gradually in the water, the rotating angle creating elegant arcs as if guided by Destiny’s hand, landing perfectly into Qian Huan’s embrace.

Qian Huan’s unconsciously curled arm happened to encircle the descending head.

The head tilted slightly, its pale cheek resting against his newly grown chest skin.

One person, one head, held in a silent, intimate yet horrific embrace.

Li Hanyu looked slightly delighted at the scene in the fish tank. The blue light refracted from the tank danced in her eyes:

"It seems my son is quite fond of the generous gift Feng Mu sent."

At the same time.

Feng Mu also sensed an appreciation from Qian Huan.

[Second Prison (partially revealed)]

[Second Prison control progress update!]

[Current control completeness 94%→95%!!!]

[Event log new entry:

Qian Huan received your gift, holding it in his arms with evident fondness. (Completeness +1%)]

Feng Mu’s lips curved into a faintly satisfied smile; it was truly fortunate that a carefully prepared gift could be liked by a good friend~

.....

Outside the villa district, the meticulously trimmed landscaping stood silently in the night.

The towering trees’ leaves rustled in the evening breeze, the shrubbery pruned into neat geometric shapes, like living fences.

The neon cast by Upper City through the layers of leaves scattered fragmented light spots on the turf.

A figure crouched within the light spots, it was Feng Ju.

After leaving the agent’s villa, he hadn’t gone far, just continued to crouch among the trees.

His eyes occasionally glanced towards the villa area’s entrance; he was waiting, waiting for the agent’s summon once more.

Time, for him, was no longer an abstract concept, but rather a concrete cold number displayed on his retina:

[101:22:21]

[101:22:20]

[101:22:19]

[...]

"It’s been almost ten hours, the agent should have finished studying by now, right?"

Feng Ju waited impatiently, anxiously waiting for the agent’s call, feeling on the verge of desperation.