Xun Yuming was sweating profusely on the velvet pillow, his chestnut brown hair was in locks and scattered messily on his forehead, deeply regretting that he shouldn't get angry.
There are still tear marks on the side of the dimple, the tooth marks on his hands are still there, the corners of his mouth are scratched a little, his eyes are misty, and the circles around his eyebrows and eyes are full of tiredness, as if he just finished a marathon and his whole body is dehydrated.
On the other hand, Zhuang Yi had a satisfied face and a radiant look. With a smile on his lips, he stretched out his long arms, brought the water glass on the bedside table, and fed it to the person in his arms: "Get up, rinse your mouth, and drink some water."
"Hmm..." Xun Yuming agreed wearily, but buried his head and didn't move.
Zhuang Yi held him up with one hand, brought the water glass to his lips, and coaxed him softly: "Open your mouth, you must be good."
Xun Yuming opened his sleepy eyes, opened his mouth to take a sip of saliva, rinsed and spat it into the trash can, drank half a cup, and spread it on him like a boneless annelid.
Zhuang Yi put back the water glass, pulled off the velvet quilt to wrap him tightly, leaned into his ear and whispered, "What do you want to eat tomorrow morning? I'll go buy it."
"No...don't buy it." Xun Yuming waved his hands, and said, "I'll make it for you."
"No need tomorrow." Zhuang Yi smiled, grabbed his wobbly fingers, pressed them on his lips and kissed them one by one, teasing with meaning: "You have already done it for me."
You've done whatever you want, do you still care about a breakfast
Xun Yuming was dazed and didn't realize it. He thought he was referring to the stewed pork meat at night, so he said, "I really want to eat the braised pork made by my grandpa, but... let's eat small wontons."
"Okay, I got it." Zhuang Yi patted him and coaxed him, "Go to sleep, it's half past two."
Xun Yuming obediently closed his eyes, very tired and sleepy, and soon fell asleep. After his breathing gradually became more even, Zhuang Yi turned off the dazzling chandelier, put on a pajamas and went downstairs.
The day before yesterday, he took two more blood samples from Xun Yuming, one was sent to a genetic screening institute in this city, and the other was sent to another testing institution in the United States.
Zhuang Yi was afraid of making mistakes again, so in order to be safe, and to make himself and Xun Yuming feel at ease in the future, he simply made two new copies.
Since Xun Yuming’s earliest testing facility was a domestic laboratory in the United States, they are bound to have cross-border litigation in the future. If they provide screening reports issued by testing agencies in the UK or China as evidence, the problem of insufficient effectiveness may arise.
As a result, he and Xiao Er had been separated for eight years, and they were strangers. Zhuang Yi couldn't swallow the sigh in his heart, how could he easily let go of the culprit, this battle must be fought.
Zhuang Yi clicked on the mailbox, and he hadn't had time to read the message sent to him by his assistant at night. Before, he asked people to investigate the background of the ANG laboratory, and its past disputes, to prepare for future lawsuits. By the way, he also checked Professor Angus, the tutor of Xun Yuming, and the introduction of Angus to Xun Yuming. the patient.
He still remembers the grudge he drew a little red heart on the notebook last time.
The 1.85 meter patient who loves to exercise is named Will, and his information is clearly listed in the email: Will Avery, male, single and unmarried, homosexual... Angus clearly has no good intentions.
Zhuang Yi slides the mouse down, followed by Angus' detailed resume. He is 72 years old this year. He worked in Cleveland Medical Center when he was young, and was hired to study neurology at Harvard University. He worked in 1997 and 2009. , was nominated for the Field Award twice, but it was a pity that he lost both times. Now he is also a well-known old professor in the medical field, and is known for his kindness and gentleness, and his love to support younger generations.
Xun Yuming should be one of his most promising students.
Field only presents awards to living doctors. Given his advanced age, it is not easy to win an award. Looking at his message, Zhuang Yi always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain why.
He had a vague premonition in his heart, and replied to the assistant, asking her to check the relationship between Angus and the ANG laboratory immediately, and he would get news by tomorrow night at the latest.
I hope his guess is not true, otherwise...
Click to send email, Zhuang Yi looked at his watch, it was exactly 2:30 in the morning, he turned on his phone and asked Chi Gui: "Do you know how to make wonton? Wake up and reply me."
Unexpectedly, as soon as the news was sent out, the other side immediately replied: "To be a human being, you must have self-knowledge. Your level is still a hundred bowls of porridge away from making wontons. You should take it step by step."
Zhuang Yi smiled and had to admit: "You are right, but I want wontons."
Chi Gui: "Give me the money, I'll do it."
Zhuang Yi: "Is there time to eat tomorrow morning?"
Chi Gui: "See how much you paid."
Zhuang Yi: "I'll pick it up at 6:30, don't put spicy food in it."
Late return: "deal."
Zhuang Yi thought for a while, then asked again: "You haven't slept so late? Insomnia?"
Chigui: "Do business."
Zhuang Yi: "Excuse me."
Chi Gui turned off his phone, rubbed his little furry head on his chest, and said with a low smile, "Okay, let's continue with the second half."
Zhuang Yi also turned off his cell phone, went upstairs to sleep with Xun Yuming in his arms.
The next day he got up early, didn't go for a morning run, put on his clothes and went straight to Wanwan's house.
Chigui had wrapped the small wontons filled with fresh shrimp, and the chicken soup base had already been hung out, and when he came, he said, "You just take the raw ones, put them in ice water to cool them first, then boil the chicken soup and pour them in." Go in and sprinkle with seasonings."
Hai Wanwan just came out rubbing his eyes, sat down at the dining table, picked up a spoon to scoop up a wonton, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Dr. Zhuang, for inviting me to eat wontons."
"You're welcome." Zhuang Yi poured the ingredients cut on the chopping board into the lunch box, packed the raw wontons, and rushed back immediately. Before leaving, he didn't forget to ask Haiwan: "How many wontons did you eat?"
"Only forty." Haiwan held a large sea bowl and showed it to him, "Don't be so stingy."
Zhuang Yi smiled and turned to leave.
He drove the car all the way home, and while the chicken soup was still smelling, he poured in the cooked wontons, and Xun Yuming just got dressed and went downstairs. His steps were sloppy, he looked a little wobbly, his complexion was good, his skin was white and bright with red.
"Come and eat wontons." Zhuang Yi beckoned to him, "Chi Gui made it, it should taste good."
Xun Yuming scooped up a spoonful of green onions and tender yellow egg skins, dotted with slightly transparent fresh shrimp wontons, and refreshing diced radish. Went to his house?"
"I went for a morning run." Zhuang Yi smiled slightly, "Eat slowly, don't choke."
After he had eaten, Zhuang Yi went to the garage to drive. This morning, Yuming had surgery, so he went earlier than usual. He ate and drank enough, his stomach was warm, he drove all the way to the hospital, broke up with Zhuang Yi at the door of the ward building, and walked into the hall in a high mood.
It just so happened that Cen Ji came out of the elevator, saw him coming up immediately, and said mysteriously, "Have you heard about Teacher Xun? Xue Jiayan said that his father beat Fang Buyi!"
"What?" Xun Yuming was startled, his smile froze on his face: "Is the beating serious? Why did you start? Where is Fang Buyu?"
"He's back to the consulting room." It was time for work, and there were people coming and going in the hall. Fearing that others would hear the discussion, Cen Ji dragged him to the corner, and whispered: "I heard that it was because Fang Buchang was at noon yesterday. I don't know what's wrong with me, but I took the initiative to talk to Xue Jiayan's parents."
"He still wants you to see a doctor for Xue Jiayan, but Xue Jiayan's father firmly disagrees and scolds him a few words. Fang Buyu's attitude is very tough. When the two of them quarreled, Xue Jiayan's father started to fight. A slap in the face, don't Speaking of him, I was stunned."
"Then what about his mother?" Xun Yuming asked, "Doesn't Xue Jiayan's mother also want me to see a doctor for him?"
Could it be that Fang Buyu is the only one to fight and she just sits on the sidelines
"His mother didn't even dare to say a word in front of his father, so she just knew how to play tricks on us." Cen Ji snorted, "She has such a bad plan, and she made us do it when she cooperated with the bad guys. She just took advantage of it. We If there is no more trouble here, she will use Fang Buyu as her weapon."
Xue Jiayan's mother was glamorous when she was young, and there were many suitors around her. It's a pity that time flies and youth is fleeting. Now that she is old and has no skills, there are three or four in line outside vying to replace her. She is afraid of being kicked out, so how dare she disobey her husband.
"I'll go and see Fang Buyu after get off work." Xun Yuming sighed, walked into the elevator, and asked, "How is the laboratory?"
He previously ordered Cen Ji to hand over the report to Zhuang Yi's assistant. Once the funds are in place, they can try to use 3D printing technology to replicate the absorbable bracket.
At that time, as many cultured neurons as possible will be placed on the scaffold, and then the scaffold will be transplanted to the site of nerve damage. Over time, the neurons will combine with the original nerve tissue in the brain, and the scaffold will be absorbed. The migration problem is solved.
Because it is a stent graft, before the neurons are completely combined with the human body's own nerve tissue, the discharge problem can be avoided to a large extent, and after the combination, the neurons become a part of the nerve tissue, and there will be no random discharge.
In theory, as long as the scaffold carries enough neurons, the damage that can be repaired is large enough. However, everything is just a hypothesis, and in vivo experiments are still needed, and the nerve regeneration link has not yet been overcome.
Cen Ji scratched his hair, and said, "I already sent it to him, and I also made a copy for Lao Chen. But... I still think this method is not right."
What they are currently using is the method of "induced pluripotent stem cells to turn them into neurons" inspired by Xun Yuming's team at Rutgers University. This technology was proposed by Professor Shinya Yamanaka of Kyoto University in Japan in 2006, and he also won the Nobel Prize for 12 years. However, Rutgers’ plan has not been heard of any results since it was successfully tested in mice in 2016.
"Isn't our subject regeneration?" Cen Ji wondered. "It is very troublesome to convert ordinary cells into pluripotent stem cells, and it is even more troublesome to differentiate them into neurons."
"What you said makes sense." Xun Yuming pondered for a moment, "I'll think about it again."
The two went to the locker room to change their hand-washing clothes, and went to the operating room together. After the subtemporal decompression operation was completed, they were just having lunch.
Xun Yuming stretched his waist and went downstairs, Zhuang Yi was already waiting in the hall, his deep eyes drooped slightly, his jaw line was sharp like a knife, his left hand was in his trousers pocket, his right hand was poking on his mobile phone, far away He looked slender and vigorous, unbelievably handsome, and stood out in the bustling crowd.
The more Xun Yuming watched, the more he couldn't help pursing his lips into a smile, he was so outstanding, yet he wanted to sleep with his arms around him at night.
"What are you looking at?"
"Scare me."
Zhuang Yi put away his mobile phone, and pulled the troublemaker behind him to the front with his backhand. He didn't dare to be too intimate with someone, so he just patted his arm and said angrily, "Why didn't you make a sound?"
Xun Yuming stood upright, looked at him and said, "I want to give you a surprise."
Zhuang Yi was amused by him, looked around, and said in a low voice: "Xi, I like to see you the most. Let's go, let people see and gossip about you."
"Okay." Xun Yuming was a little disappointed, and followed him with his head drooping.
To avoid suspicion, Zhuang Yi held his arm, put half of his body in front of him, and led him to the consultation room. The two walked through the grape trellises, and happened to meet Dr. Liu who was coming back from cooking.
Xun Yuming nodded in greeting to Liu Hongxiang, who also smiled at him.
Zhuang Yi looked back at Dr. Liu's back, and asked him, "How is your relationship?"
"It's okay. Doctor Liu has no temper with anyone, and he is very popular." So far, except for a few leaders and students in the laboratory, Liu Hongxiang is the most kind one in the hospital. Sun Zhuo talked about him behind his back several times, Dr. Liu was always present, but he never agreed.
"Don't get too close to him." Zhuang Yi said, "A colleague is not a friend." Let alone this kind of colleague who can't figure out his temper, "If you feel lonely, I will introduce some friends to you in a few days."
Xun Yuming pushed open the door of the consulting room, and said with a smile: "I have friends, you, Gulf Bay, Cen Ji, Mushroom Head... and my teacher, Professor Angus."
Speaking of Professor Angus, Xun Yuming's eyes lit up: "By the way, the teacher sent me an email in the early morning, saying that he would come to see me the day after tomorrow!" By the way, he brought him news from the Industry Supervision Association.
Hearing this, Zhuang Yi frowned: "Is that 1.85 meters tall?"
"Come too." Xun Yuming was very proud of his words, "My plan worked, he woke up early. The teacher said he would come together, and asked me to give him a face-to-face consultation by the way."
Zhuang Yi's expression became more gloomy the more he listened, and he walked into the kitchen without saying a word, without even looking at him.
Xun Yuming was startled, ran over to tug on his clothes, looked at him with watery eyes, and kept silent, staring at him until he couldn't help turning his head.
"What are you doing?" Zhuang Yi glanced at him and asked angrily.
Xun Yuming smiled: "I like you..."
"What do you want me to do?"
Zhuang Yi glanced at him from the corner of his eye, opened the glass cabinet, took out a white porcelain cup, and went to the coffee machine to make coffee.
"I'll cook it for you." Xun Yuming hurriedly took the cup and added coffee powder into the filter cup for him. "The teacher took good care of me. Before you were not here, I was just a family member in the United States. Before I graduated, he recommended me to go to Hopkins for an internship, and later brought me to Mayo, and let me participate in his Research clinic, be kind to me."
Professor Angus is also a teacher, friend and father to him. He helped him introduce houses, handle procedures, find investment, and even pay attention to suitable positions. He is not only his mentor, but also his noble person.
"My previous award-winning research was funded by my teacher. He helped me a lot in private." Xun Yuming took a cup of boiling water and poured it into the coffee machine. Think of me first. He came to see me, and of course I had to entertain him."
Zhuang Yi stood by the sink with his pockets in his pocket, looked down at him slightly, and asked thoughtfully, "Where is Professor Angus from?"
"Minnesota." Xun Yuming said, "His laboratory is with Mayo. He said he likes to be with his family, so he has stayed in his hometown."
"Then..." he asked again, "What about the 1.85 meter one?"
"That's right." Xun Yuming replied honestly: "He is the son of a teacher friend, and he has been working in his laboratory."
Zhuang Yi sneered slightly, and snorted: "Aren't there any other doctors in Minnesota?"
"Of course there is." Xun Yuming puffed up his chest, with a proud expression on his face: "But he won't wake up until I find the cause."
"Where is he here?" Zhuang Yi was expressionless, even looking a little indifferent.
Xun Yuming hesitated and said: "Then... how about I help him book a hotel outside?"
"If you want him to live at home, just live." Zhuang Yi saw his aggrieved, swallowed expression, and two twisted fingers, and couldn't suppress his irritability in his heart, "One meter eighty-five must live in hotel!"
"Yes." Xun Yuming nodded hurriedly, smiling like a sunflower in full bloom.
Zhuang Yi couldn't help pinching his face, and sighed secretly: "I really can't do anything about you."
The author has something to say: Xun Yuming: I will not act like a baby.
Note: The research method of cultivating neurons and transplanting in this article is based on the neurological research team of Rutgers University.
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