Chapter 120: Synthetic Manuscripts

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"Liu Meng, since you're here, don't play with the child's temper," Bai Ding's duck-like voice came from the 368 special care ward: "Since you have to come in, then bring him in!" ”

Liu Meng sneered, deaf to a deaf ear, and continued to walk with the Terminator Sinwas.

At this moment, Bai Ding in the 368 special care ward couldn't hold his breath anymore, and hurriedly got up and ran out, looking at Liu Meng, who didn't look back, and shouted: "Liu Meng, it's all here, don't you want to see your eldest brother?" ”

Liu Meng stopped and looked back at Bai Ding, who had a white face and no beard, and replied coldly: "Bai Ding!" This is my Liu Meng's Eighth Hospital, my Liu Meng's territory, if you want to pretend to be big for me like in the capital, hum! You're afraid you're getting the wrong person. ”

"Okay! It's my fault, let's get down to business first! Bai Ding said to Liu Meng with a sneering face.

Liu Meng laughed, nodded to the Terminator Sinvas behind him, and walked into the 368 Special Care Unit with his hands behind his back.

"Second grandfather, second grandfather!" As soon as Liu Meng walked into the living room, Liu Yuanyuan and Liu Fangfang ran to Liu Meng's feet happily, hugged Liu Meng's thighs affectionately, and asked for a hug.

Liu Meng looked down at Yuan Yuan and Fang Fang, his heart was sour, and he hurriedly hugged them, and then nodded to his eldest brother Liu Huaxing to say hello. Eight small, eight, eight, eight

"Liu Meng,

Sit! The mysterious figure sitting at the round table with a Peking Opera flower face mask made an inviting gesture to Liu Meng.

"No, you can tell me anything, I don't want to waste time!"

Liu Meng put Yuan Yuan and Fang Fang on the body of his eldest brother Liu Huaxing, his sharp eyes swept everyone in the hall, and said coldly.

Seeing Liu Meng say this, the masked man glanced at Bai Ding. Then he said: "You have also seen the deterioration of Yuan Yuan and Fang Fang's condition, what we mean, is still the same sentence, inviting you to go to the scientific research institute to restart the development of the Rh infectious cancer vaccine." In this way, if the time comes, Yuanyuan and Fang Fang may still be saved. ”

"What if I don't go? Dean. ”

Liu Meng looked at the masked man, his ruddy face with a hint of anger.

The masked man was stunned, and then laughed and said, "What can I do with you Liu Meng, then I can only blame you Liu Meng for being ruthless." Waiting for your two lovely granddaughters to die, hahaha......"

"Also, Liu Meng is that you don't go, in the name of the scientific research institute, I order you to hand over the manuscript written down in the research institute that studied the Rh infectious cancer vaccine in the scientific research institute, don't tell me that you didn't, hum! I know very well that you have a habit of writing manuscripts. ”

Liu Meng laughed and shook his head: "Hahaha...... Speaking of which, Dean, you finally showed your fox tail today, okay! I can promise you all the manuscripts that recorded the Rh infectious cancer vaccine back then, but I have one request. Bayi Chinese Network said that as long as you agree, I will call my son now to send it! ”

"What requirements?" Bai Ding and the masked dean said at the same time.

It can be seen how desperate Bai Ding and this dean are to get Liu Meng's manuscript on the development of a vaccine for Rh infectious cancer. They knew that as long as Liu Meng's manuscript was in hand, it would not be a dream to develop a vaccine for Rh infectious cancer, because Liu Meng had a successful precedent before.

Liu Meng looked at the eldest brother Liu Huaxing, and then said seriously: "It's very simple, dean!" I think my eldest brother has two granddaughters, and they will not need your care in the future, and they will live with me. ”

Anyone who was infected with the source of the plague. They all live in the rooms provided by the scientific research institute, isolated from the outside world, because they are afraid that these people infected with the [source of the plague] will infect the virus, and the dean in Liu Meng's mouth. It was the person in charge of this matter, Liu Huasheng and his two granddaughters who were infected with the [Source of the Plague], so they naturally had to live in a room separated from the outside world.

Although it is for their good, it is actually more painful than going to prison.

Liu Meng has long known this, but he can't find an excuse to save his eldest brother, and now that he has this opportunity. Naturally, he wants to take advantage.

When Bai Ding and the dean heard that Liu Meng's request turned out to be such a request, both of them showed a look of surprise and surprise on their faces for a while, only to see the dean patting his chest and saying: "Liu Meng, this matter is simple, you can take your eldest brother and two granddaughters home now, as long as you bring the manuscript over!" ”

"Yes! In this way, we don't need you to go to the capital to develop the Rh infectious cancer vaccine, and you can continue to be the director of your Eighth Hospital. ”

Bai Ding followed.

Liu Meng smiled indifferently, took out his mobile phone and dialed Liu Quan's number.

A moment later, Liu Quan's phone rang.

However, the person went to deal with the affairs of the city with Mo Yan, and he was not at home, so he could not send the manuscript hidden at home.

There was no way, Liu Meng had to call Liu Dou's phone number.

At this time, Liu Dou was practicing "Lingbo Weibu" in the martial arts cultivation space of the main station of time and space garbage, and when he realized that his grandfather had called him to send him the manuscript of the Rh infectious cancer vaccine, the whole person almost jumped with joy.

After asking where the manuscript was, he hurriedly asked Taobao to send him out of the main station of time and space garbage.

"Master, what are you so happy about!" Taobao asked casually when opening the space-time bridge.

I don't know when, Taobao is now, Liu Dou is happy, and he is also happy.

Liu Dou replied with a smile: "Taobao, don't you need my grandfather's formula for the Rh infectious cancer vaccine, and now my grandfather wants me to send the manuscript of this secret recipe to the Eighth Hospital, can I not be happy about this pie in the sky?" ”

"Really?" Taobao shouted silently.

"Uh-huh!" Liu Doujian raised his eyebrows: "Of course it's true, when did I lie to you, Taobao!" ”

"Good! Good! Good! Then I'm here waiting for your good news! ”

Taobao immediately opened the space-time bridge and teleported Liu Dou back.

Liu Meng copied the manuscript of the Rh infectious cancer vaccine by hand, in fact, it was placed in a secret compartment at the bottom of the altar to worship the ancestors, Liu Dou rummaged on the altar for a while, and found it, a thick stack of five or six centimeters thick, with a black moisture-proof plastic bag.

"Taobao, I found it, but I can't figure out such a professional formula." Liu Dou took out his iPhone and called Taobaodao.

"Master, WWO) you are the master of the space-time garbage station."

Taobao said happily, activated the space-time bridge, and Liu Dou's figure disappeared on the edge of the platform.

Temporal garbage master.

Wow~~~!

Liu Dou appeared by Taobao's side out of thin air.

"Give! This is my grandfather's manuscript for the development of a vaccine against Rh infectious cancer. Liu Dou handed the black plastic bag to Taobao.

Taobao took it and opened it for a look, walked straight to the garbage synthesizer not far away, put the plastic bag into the port, and gave an order: "Give me the number of Rh infectious cancers developed on this manuscript!" ”

"Okay, please be patient!" The sound of the system's machinery is heard, and then the port of the garbage synthesizer automatically closes.

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