Xin Manqing lightly took out the guinea pig in the sterile cabin, his face was solemn, carefully tapping its tiny leg bones, and staring cautiously at its reflection.

The mouse moved with great difficulty, and even climbed half a foot away in the middle of the night.

Xin Manqing breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was relieved that the mouse's legs could move again, which meant that the same medical method had an eighty percent chance of success on the human body.

Xin Manqing was about to put the mouse back into the sterile cabin, but the mouse tilted his head and stumbled a few steps before moving. A wisp of blood slowly spilled out of her hairy lips.

"What's going on?" Xin Manqing was startled, and hurriedly checked the life signs of the mouse, and after agitating for a long time, the little body of the mouse was already cold.

Xin Manqing relieved his strength, sat down on the chair, and the joy of Fang Cai dissipated instantly, how could this be, it was obviously fine just now, why did the mouse die?

Bo Jingyu paid attention to the reaction of the guinea pig outside the door, and saw that Xin Manqing was lost, and there was despair in his eyes, so he pushed the door in.

"If it doesn't work this time, there will be a next time, don't be discouraged." Bo Jingyu shook his wheelchair to Xin Manqing, comforting him slowly, his face full of pity.

Xin Manqing nodded reluctantly and blamed himself: "It's all my fault for not being capable." As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

Bo Jingyu shook his head, wrapped her in his arms as if comforting, and said softly: "It's not easy to do this step, in the experimental stage, it's normal to fail, don't embarrass yourself, huh?" ”

Xin Manqing's face was sad, and he said weakly: "I want to study a plan for both as soon as possible, don't comfort me, I know, you can't wait for a long time." ”

Now there are more and more rumors about Bo Jingyu outside, and sooner or later the paper will not be able to hold the fire, once the news leaks out, Bo Jingyu's situation will be very embarrassing, and the position of Bo's president will not be guaranteed, and he will lose the identity of the signatory of the king's agreement.

How could all this make her not in a hurry?

"Don't be afraid, I'll be fine." Bo Jingyu pressed her shoulder and explained: "What's more, I just can't do it in my legs, my medical skills are still there, and if I can't be the president, I will be an old Chinese medicine doctor, and it will be enough for you to live a good life." ”

Xin Manqing was amused by his words, her red eyes looked pitiful, Bo Jingyu's heart was soft, and she caressed her hair lovingly.

"It's not easy, but I finally smiled."

Xin Manqing glanced at him with disgust, returned to the test bench, picked up the mouse and put it on the perspective instrument to observe.

She strictly followed the experimental standards and the diagram of the genetic cracking code, and the mouse obviously got back on his feet, but why did he die of respiratory failure in the end?

"Why?" Xin Manqing turned his head and looked at Bo Jingyu as if asking for help.

Bo Jingyu saw that fine beads of sweat had appeared on her smooth forehead, moved her wheelchair to look at it twice, and didn't see the reason for a long time, and asked tentatively, "Is the dose of medicine too large?" ”

Xin Manqing shook her head, the dosage she provided was strictly arranged according to the weight of the white mouse, and it stands to reason that there would be no problems.

Bo Jingyu is also at a loss, he doesn't know anything about the field of genetic code, so he can't help Xin Manqing, so he can only accompany her here.

"Don't worry, take your time, or let's go to the garden for a walk first, and maybe we can figure out the crux of the problem?"

Xin Manqing was silent, just looked at the treatment plan and experimental procedures over and over again, and checked the physical characteristics of the mice over and over again, and it suddenly dawned on him for a while.

"I understand that the mice have been in the sterile cabin for too long, and the body's immune system has been completely destroyed, and it can't adapt to the oxygen and dust outside at first glance, which causes respiratory failure." Xin Manqing's eyes were shining, and he received the pen handed by Bo Jingyu, and quickly changed the treatment plan.

Bo Jingyu looked sideways, and Juanxiu's handwriting jumped on the paper.

It is necessary to adjust the time that the mice are in the sterile chamber, but this standard can only be determined through repeated experiments.

"Don't worry, I'll be working hard to make a reasonable plan these days." Xin Manqing said seriously, but he was a little uncomfortable when he looked at the corpse of the mouse.

Bo Jingyu understood her thoughts, and comforted them softly: "When Master Xin's experiment is successful, he will build a meritorious tombstone for them, huh?" ”

Xin Manqing glanced at him with disgust, she was very annoyed when the experiment failed, but he was good, just laughing with himself.

"Well, I don't care if the experiment is successful or not, all I care about is you." Bo Jingyu let her knead it, her face full of pampering.

Xin Manqing was very nervous, put the carcass of the mouse in the refrigerator, took out another one from the cage, and began the experiment.

Bo Jingyu saw that her movements were more skillful and crisp than before, and her face was full of appreciation.

Originally, it was just an idea when he was in college, but after a few years of shelf, he picked it up again because of his illness, Xin Manqing slept less than six hours a day during this time, which was really hard.

"Don't tire yourself out, okay?" Bo Jingyu whispered in her ear that she had worked hard for more than three hours in the last experiment, and finally her fingers began to tremble.

Xin Manqing fiddled with the mouse, calculated the time, put it into the sterile cabin, his face was full of tangled meaning, and stopped at the moment when the hatch was about to close, took the mouse out again, and set a new time.

Wiping the sweat on his forehead, Xin Manqing finally stopped, turned his head and found that Bo Jingyu was still by his side, and immediately pushed the person out of the door in disgust.

"As I said, don't always accompany me, it's not good for you to recuperate." In order to prevent him from coming over again, Xin Manqing insisted on placing Bo Jingyu in the master bedroom upstairs.

Bo Jingyu raised his eyebrows and looked at Xin Manqing, with a teasing look in his eyes: "What, Madame also wants to embarrass me with a leg disease?" After saying that, he let out a long sigh and patted his knee helplessly.

Xin Manqing was shocked by his words, and then realized that his behavior was inappropriate, and hurriedly squatted in front of Bo Jingyu, and explained apologetically: "Jingyu, I didn't mean that, I was just worried about you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" ”

Seeing that she was heartbroken, Bo Jingyu immediately put away her joking attitude, took her hand and asked her to sit beside her: "I'm just making you happy, don't be like this, if I'm really annoyed that you just have a cold war, how can I say it." ”

Xin Man twisted his waist clearly, and turned his head: "You will find me happy." ”

"You always feel incomprehensible when you look at it through the door, and before you know it, you can't control yourself, so you go in the door." Bo Jingyu spoke softly, and his obsidian-like eyes looked at Xin Manqing fixedly.

Xin Manqing let him hold his hand, and his delicate face flew full of red glow.