When talking about telomeres with Zhou Litao, Zheng Ren and Su Yun shut up at the same time.

There is a research project about telomeres and what follows that belongs to Bota's research project. It is impossible to just say that the breakthrough in tumor treatment is achieved from bat gene mutation.

When you don’t know the truth, you can treat this topic as a gossip and talk about it casually, it doesn’t matter. But once you get involved, you will always feel cautious.

"Let's go and see Mr. Cui." Su Yun ended the topic without hesitation.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun walked out of 912 and stood at the door waiting for a car to drip.

"Boss, to be honest, I always feel a bad feeling." Su Yun said.

"What does it feel?"

"I'm a legend, have you seen it?"

"I have seen it. The virus that says it is said to be a zombie-making virus that happened to be researching cancer treatment drugs, and it almost destroyed humans in the end." Zheng Ren said, "I think you're thinking too much."

"Hope." Su Yun didn't argue, but murmured.

"Think more useful. Although there may be unknown changes in telomeres based on bat genetic mutations, it is not the case that you always have to move forward." Zheng Ren narrowed his eyes and looked at the sky.

"Human life is too short, I'm really curious about what's out there."

"I'll blind your heart." Su Yun said, "We won't see it in our lifetime."

"Absolutely." Zheng Ren smiled, not saying clearly what he meant, and then asked, "When will the car come?"

"I have been chatting with Mr. Zhou for too long, and it has been at the peak." Su Yun sighed and said, "Do you remember I am the butterfly in the legend?"

"What's wrong with you today?" Zheng Ren asked in confusion.

"After returning from Bota, I occasionally wonder whether we will become sinners of humanity?" Su Yun said.

"..." Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "You think so much. If you want to be a sinner of humanity, you must have that ability. I, maybe I can; you, probably, have a hard time."

"If you are good, you can't say it well!" Su Yun said contemptly.

"To be honest," Zheng Ren said with a smile: "Does the fallen angel Sira have the power that Satan is afraid of? This is the fear and thinking of genetic engineering at that time. It's okay, what if we encounter the end of the world?"

"A knife, a dog." Su Yun said contemptuously.

"The West is waiting for Noah's Ark, and it's a bullshit redemption. If we miss the sky, we will make up for it. If we encounter any problems, we will finish it. I think so much." Zheng Ren patted Su Yun's shoulder.

"It's not like your personality."

"I don't have a personality, I always have to do things. Don't think so much. Isn't it bad for us to never take anything every time we go to see Mr. Cui?" Zheng Ren asked.

But Su Yun still didn't stop the topic. He ignored Zheng Ren's statement and asked: "Boss, what if the little stone mutates after the genetic changes cure cancer?"

"Humans will definitely become spiritual bodies in the end. It is too difficult for our brain to understand these things." Zheng Ren said, "Don't think about it, if you think too much, you won't have a long time. You said Xiao Shitou has difficulty breathing, what's wrong with phlegm?"

"I didn't understand." Su Yun sighed, "Today's record says that Xiao Shitou's sputum every day is about 100ml, and it is all sputum like water. After testing it twice, no bacteria were cultivated."

"I didn't understand either." Zheng Ren said, "I can only guess that the drug stimulates the tumor tissue, causing some unsure of the situation. Or it happened to happen, and the symptoms appeared at the time of taking the medicine."

"Bota's email said they were improving the drug, which would take a few more days."

"Take it slow, I hope nothing is wrong." Zheng Ren said softly at Huo Shaoyun in the air.

The clouds today are a bit beautiful, red, layered, and a little dazzling, but they can be seen directly.

After a while, Su Yun finally got into the car and the two rushed to Mr. Cui's house.

When the nanny rang the doorbell upstairs, she met the two of them after opening the door, and greeted her and went to talk. A man in his fifties was cooking in an apron. Zheng Ren guessed that it was Mr. Cui's son, so he greeted him politely.

"Hello, we are the doctors of 912, come and see Mr. Cui." Zheng Ren explained his identity and purpose.

Before the man could speak, Cui Lao's faint voice came from the inner room, "Xiao Zheng, you are here, come in."

The voice was very weak, even weaker than when I saw Mr. Cui last time.

After changing shoes and entering the room, Zheng Ren glanced at the kitchen, smiled and greeted the people inside, and then entered Mr. Cui's room.

The system panel has begun to turn white, but Mr. Cui’s spirit looks pretty good, not like an old man who is about to quit.

"Xiao Zheng, Xiao Su, sit down." Mr. Cui tried hard to sit up.

But he didn't have much strength, and it was difficult to do just such a simple move. Zheng Ren wanted to help, but Mr. Cui pushed him away.

"It's okay, it's always time to do it appropriately." Mr. Cui said with a smile.

His left arm was supported by the bed and kept exerting force. His dry and thin arms were loose. Every time he tried hard, the muscles under his skin seemed to want to burst out some strength. But he was always a little bit short and could not sit up.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun looked quietly, watching a stubborn old man working hard, trying to sit up.

In the end, Mr. Cui gave up.

When he decided to give up, Mr. Cui's expression was a little depressed, but then he became calm and composed. The old man had silently accepted all the changes.

He lay on the bed, looked at Zheng Ren and Su Yun with a tilted head, looked at their full vitality, and smiled and said, "I am so old. I could sit up by myself three days ago. If I say that I am old, I really can't stand it. I'm as young as you. When I was like you, I felt that I would always be so energetic. It was so good at that time, like a wild donkey."

"Old Cui, see what you said." Su Yun smiled, "I'll tell you that it's less than a month away. When it's snowing, we're going to Stockholm to receive the award. The boss also wants to speak. Don't you want to see it with your own eyes? Why don't you go with us?"

"You can't walk." Old Cui's voice was weak and powerless. He wanted to shake his head, but his movements were invisible. "You did a good job, very well, far beyond my imagination."
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