"I've been helping you clean up that big hole you made all afternoon, where do I have time to contact country Y." Saying this, Song Xingzhou raised his head and rolled his eyes at Ming Xuan.

Mingxuan raised his eyebrows, and he said indifferently: "It's not you who went to restore the big pit to its original state." ”

"But I'm going to find someone to do this!" Song Xingzhou glared at Ming Xuan and said dissatisfied.

Really, what does this guy take him for?

The young master of the Song family in the dignified capital was sent to fill the pit.

This guy dared to call him like that.

Mingling was silent, and he slowly picked up the blueberry mint package from the D family, which he had already eaten most of the time, from the table. Take one out of it, peel off the paper wrapper that wraps the sugar, and toss the lilac sugar into your mouth.

"The medicine you wanted, when the first batch of goods comes out, I can give you a box."

Mingxuan's tone was cold, but Song Xingzhou was extremely excited.

After hearing Mingxuan's words, he jumped up from his chair with a 'poof'.

"Really!?" Song Xingzhou looked at Ming Xuan in disbelief.

"Well," Mingxuan nodded, "but that medicine can only treat patients with mild symptoms, and your family may not be useful if you use it." ”

Song Xingzhou shook his head and said, "No matter, it's better than no hope." ”

The glint of hope in his eyes could no longer be concealed, and he hurriedly put on his headphones and drew out a light curtain to tell the old man at home the news.

In order to get the new medicine researched by Mingling, the old man asked him to rush from Changrong to Nanshan City to find Mingling. Song Xingzhou spent so many days, but Ming Jue didn't let go.

Now it's rare to let go, and we must not give up this opportunity.

The mint flavor spread in his mouth, and Mingxuan leaned back against the back of his office chair and looked up at the lamp on the ceiling.

"Maybe there's hope of healing your family."

Mingxuan's voice was very soft, but Song Xingzhou heard it.

He was stunned for a moment, thinking he had misheard.

"What did you say?"

Mingxuan looked at Song Xingzhou, raised his left hand and touched his chin and said, "The one in your family has suffered from a rare genetic defect since birth, and he has one less chromosome than ordinary people.

Theoretically, if the missing chromosomes can be replaced, he will recover. ”

"But it's simply not possible with today's technology." Song Xingzhou shook his head and said.

He also graduated from medical school, and knew that medicine could not reach that level at all.

"I thought so before." Mingxuan stood up as she spoke.

He turned to face the light curtain, and opened a folder on the light curtain, which contained a row of text files and some pictures.

Song Xingzhou had already put away the light curtain, and he walked around the table and walked behind Ming Xuan.

Mingling opened a document with dense data, occasionally interspersed with a few pictures.

He found the one he needed, zoomed in and said, "The patient's cells in the ICU are attacked by an unknown cell, and then the patient's cells will undergo some kind of uncontrollable mutation." ”

"I know all of that." Song Xingzhou scratched the back of his head, and he looked at Ming Xuan suspiciously.

He didn't understand why Ming Xuan suddenly said this.

"What if this unknown cell becomes controllable?" A gleam flashed in Mingju's peach blossom eyes.

Song Xingzhou couldn't keep up with Mingxuan's train of thought a little, he frowned and said, "According to the current level of medicine, this is completely impossible. ”

"Not necessarily."

*

The next day, the sun was shining.

Qian Yizhen woke up early in the morning, and although she was in a coma for four days, her biological clock was still very accurate.

Wake up on time at 7 a.m.

With the help of Aunt Wang, Qian Yizhen brushed her teeth and washed her face, and then ate a light breakfast provided by the hospital.

As soon as I finished eating, I heard: "Sister Qian, morning!" ”

Li Jingshan walked into the ward with two bags.

"Early in the morning, where did you go to sweep the goods?" Qian Yizhen glanced at the two big bags in Li Jingshan's hands and said.

Li Jingshan put the bag on the coffee table, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa.

He tugged at his collar with one hand and fanned himself with the other.

"It's hot, it's only the beginning of February, why is it so hot here?" Song Xingzhou said.

He had sweat on his forehead.

Qian Yizhen walked down from the hospital bed, she walked to the coffee table and looked at the two big bags and asked, "What is this?" ”

"It's a tool for you to exercise." Song Xingzhou squatted down as he spoke, and poured out the contents of the two bags.

There are two small dumbbells in one bag, as well as a jump rope. The other bag was full of little things, a grip, a couple of latex balls, and then a mess of little things.

Song Xingzhou picked up the grip and handed it to Qian Yizhen and said, "You try this." ”

Qian Yizhen stretched out her palm and motioned to Song Xingzhou to help her put her position, and then put her fingers together, and she heard a 'click' before she could exert herself.

The grip device shattered in Qian Yizhen's hand.

Song Xingzhou: "......"

Qian Yizhen: "......"

"You try this."

Song Xingzhou took the broken grip from Qian Yizhen's hand, and he put a latex ball into Qian Yizhen's hand.

Qian Yizhen took a breath, then slowly put her fingers together, and after touching the latex ball, she stopped.

"That's right!" Song Xingzhou immediately clapped his hands and applauded.

"I'll see if I can push myself." Qian Yizhen said.

With a little effort, I only heard a 'boom', and the latex ball was also killed.

Qian Yizhen: "......"

She really only used a little bit of strength.

Song Xingzhou was stunned for a moment, and then comforted: "It's okay, I bought a lot of latex balls." ”

After Qian Yizhen tried a few times, the latex ball kept exploding in her hand.

"Sister Qian, you should be able to learn how to control your strength if you practice a few more times."

Although Song Xingzhou said so, he didn't know if Qian Yizhen could do it.

Suddenly, a female voice came from outside the door of the hospital room.

"Yo! It's a lively place early in the morning. ”

Qiu Yajing walked in with a bouquet of flowers, followed by Han Jin.

Putting down her hand and throwing the latex in her hand on the coffee table, Qian Yizhen said to the two people who came in with a smile: "It's really rare, is the Qiuda reporter coming to see me?" I was really flattered. ”

"Colleague, I wanted to come after I knew you were hospitalized, but there have been too many things recently, and I only have time to visit you now." Qiu Yajing said this, and she threw the flowers in her hand to Li Jingshan.

Li Jingshan took the flowers and glanced down at the white lilies.

How did this bewitching slut come to the door?

There must be no good intentions.

He said with an embarrassed face: "Our sister Qian is allergic to pollen, you should take this bouquet of flowers back." ”

Qian Yizhen took a few steps back very cooperatively.

"Look at my memory." Qiu Yajing patted her head, "I forgot that Sister Qian is allergic to pollen." ”

The sound of 'Sister Qian' made Qian Yizhen goosebumps, and she felt a chill in her heart.

"I heard that you have been in the ICU for several days, how can you be so badly injured?"