The winter sun slowly spreads all over the earth, and the icy trees in the shining Jingwen campus exude a strange brilliance, adding a bit of agility to the campus with a good scenery, and there are almost no people on the campus during classes in the morning.

"Headmaster, Director Han."

Xu Hang didn't care to inquire about the vehicle, but greeted Huang Jingyao with a smile, and when Huang Jingyao and the others came closer, a figure also stepped down from the passenger seat, a tall man with a majestic face.

"Principal Huang, look up for a long time."

The middle-aged man hurriedly walked up and stretched out his hand, and waited for a polite word to Huang Jingyao, before the middle-aged man looked at Han Tengchong and Han Jun who was standing beside Han Tengchong, "Principal, to tell you the truth, if Director Han didn't say that he wanted to come to your Jingwen, I would really ......"

The middle-aged name is Song Anrong, a member of the Standing Committee of the Beijing Municipal Party Committee and deputy mayor, although his words were not finished, with that strange smile, the meaning is also very clear, even if it was Han Tengchong, a very famous Chinese medicine doctor, asked him to come, Han Tengchong's grandfather was also the personal imperial doctor of several founding leaders, but if it wasn't for Jingwen, Jingwen has had too many miracles, he wouldn't have made this trip.

Who made this too absurd, Mayor Song's father Song Zhensheng was also an old leader, his level was not high, and he retired at the deputy ministerial level, but that is not an ordinary person, since Song Zhensheng was diagnosed with liver cancer, the treatment he has received, and the famous doctors at home and abroad he has seen are definitely outstanding, and the real national player level is not unseen. During this period, his condition also came and went. Suppressed for a while and then deteriorated. Chinese and Western medicine have tried all kinds of methods, but they are still in an advanced stage and are waiting for death.

Song Anrong was also a little hopeless about these for a long time, but Han Tengchong made a phone call, but he still asked him to send his old father from the capital to Donghua Province in a hurry, he still didn't have much hope, just thinking about a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and now. In Song Zhensheng's situation, you can try any method, and the worst is death.

He was originally waiting for death, and he was still suffering all kinds of pain, that kind of pain and torture made Song Zhensheng torture a little worse than death, and in the name of Huang Jingyao, he tried it, and the result could not be worse.

"I understand Mayor Song's feelings, and to tell you the truth, can the situation be controlled and improved. We're not sure here, so we can only give it a try...... That's right. Mayor Song, let me introduce to you, this is my student Han Jun, and the promising way to overcome cancer was discovered by this kid. Song Anrong smiled bitterly, Huang Jingyao also smiled and spoke, and then introduced Han Jun.

However, after this introduction landed, Song Anrong, whose face was originally quite calm, suddenly became messy, staring at Han Jun left and right, and looked at it several times before twitching the corners of his mouth and reaching out, "Han Jun, my father will ask you." ”

Even if Huang Jingyao had a Wang Liang in his hand, and the brain-computer interface was famous all over the world, Wang Liang was the same age as Han Jun in front of him, but it was confirmed that Han Tengchong called him over, saying that the hope of curing Song Zhensheng's advanced liver cancer was the boy in front of him with fluff at the corner of his mouth, Song Anrong was still a little overwhelmed, and he couldn't accept it for a while.

Of course, Huang Jingyao's fame is here, his identity is here, and Han Tengchong is not a cat or a dog, he is from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and he is also from one of the top families of traditional Chinese medicine in China.

No matter what his mood was, he still greeted Han Jun very politely, and Han Jun was excited when he greeted him, and said bluntly with Mayor Song, "Mayor Song, can I go up and see Song Lao?" ”

"It's not a place here, let's go to the lab." Huang Jingyao smiled and waved his hand, and then rushed to the scientific research building with the RV, and after a while, when the two medical staff lifted Song Zhensheng who was unconscious on the stretcher from the RV, Huang Jingyao couldn't help but sigh, mainly because the old man in front of him was not only in a coma, but his appearance could only be described as miserable.

The body of more than one meter six is so thin that there is almost only a skeleton left, and there is almost no hair falling out, and the skin is dull and dull.

"My dad has reached the final stage, he has been unable to eat for a long time, he has no appetite at all, he is only maintained by infusions, and he is often in a coma, and occasionally when he is awake, even I am almost recognized, and he often has gastrointestinal bleeding...... Several famous doctors have already suggested that I find a way to get him on his last journey. ”

Song Anrong also opened his mouth with embarrassment, the expression on his face was not too sad, only obvious distress and unbearable, because he had long been used to it, Song Zhensheng had today's situation not for a day or two, when he was discovered, liver cancer was in the middle and late stages, and it was cured for a period of time, but it recurred later, and it was out of control, and it has been several years.

"Even a few days ago, my mother had already considered euthanizing him, and she didn't have to be in such pain all the time."

When liver cancer patients reach an advanced stage, not only the cancer cells spread throughout the body, but also various pains, breathing difficulties, etc., are enough to torture life as death.

"Mayor Song, don't worry, I will do my best, I will go to the laboratory first and observe the details, and then take the medicine as soon as possible." In Song Anrong's words, Han Jun was very excited and gave him an encouraging and comforting look.

In the face of such encouragement and comfort, Song Anrong twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and after a few twitches, he smiled at Huang Jingyao and said, "Principal Huang, Xiaojun, then please leave it to you." ”

Well, if it weren't for Huang Jingyao's face and Han Tengchong's influence here, he would really never have seen Han Jun say that he could cure cancer without his hair growing.

The capital is the capital, and he can reach the position of a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, which is more prominent than the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee of ordinary provinces, and his identity is more powerful than Li Cheng's grandfather, Vice Governor Li.

Even if it weren't for Song Zhensheng's situation reaching the worst stage, he would only have to wait for death, even if Huang Jingyao's identity was not bad, he would not consider coming here to try treatment, and now with his city government, he didn't know what to respond to Han Jun for a while, so he could only politely say please.

Huang Jingyao also understood Mayor Song's helplessness and distrust, but now it is better to do more than to do it, if you can really make results, then it is the best proof that you don't need to say anything, if you can't do it, it is useless to say more now, not to mention whether Han Jun can do it or not, he doesn't know, it was a test, the first human trial, and there was not even a mouse test before.

Severed limb rebirth choose the mouse to remove the limb, it is easy, to treat cancer? It's hard to find the corresponding mice, Han Jun just experimented on strengthening the immune system on mice, experimenting with turning off regulatory T cells in the immune system.

So he just smiled and walked towards the building with a few medical staff carrying stretcher beds. (To be continued.) )