The Alps are covered with snow all year round.
A valley, shrouded in mist and no sunlight.
The ancient medieval castle symbolizes tradition and power. But the antiquity is only left on purpose as an evidence to record the passage of time and the continuity of the family.
The interior of the castle is comparable to a luxurious top seven-star hotel.
In the bedroom on the third floor, the curtains are drawn tightly.
A scrawny "man" lay on the gray velvet sheets.
His hair is sparse but neatly combed, giving him an organized look.
His face was pale and frighteningly white. But there are scars everywhere on the face, some are old scars, there are also a few blisters and fresh ulcers.
The angle of the lips is very strange, the upper lip is very upturned, the gums have receded, and the four canine teeth are sharp and sharp, much longer than the other teeth.
Wearing black silk pajamas, the old man held the sheets with his hands, his finger joints were stiff, it was more like some kind of animal than human hands.
It just doesn't have that much hair.
There was a drip stand beside the bed, with a bag of whole blood hanging on it.
Domestic whole blood has been gradually phased out more than ten years ago and turned into blood components. If Zheng Ren were here, he would be curious to recall the last time he saw Quan Xue.
A young man was sitting at the head of the bed. He was so similar to the old man lying on the bed, except that there were no blisters or ulcers on his face, and his teeth were not as sharp as the old man's four teeth.
And he was full of vitality, which was in sharp contrast to the dying old man on the bed.
"Father, the replies from Massachusetts, Hopkins, and Mayo are not optimistic." The young man held some paper in his hand, and his fingers were a little deformed, and they landed on the white paper, so eye-catching.
"They are all useless." The old man shook his head. "Three billion US dollars are invested every year, but there is no progress in research. It has been more than a hundred years, but there is still no good news."
He paused, sighed, and said, "Forget it, I'm used to it."
The young man said: "I will urge them again."
"It's useless. You should go out as little as possible. Damn ultraviolet rays are really a headache." The old man said, "I estimate that I will end my mission soon and go to see my ancestors. Everything that follows will be taken over by you. You He has performed well for fifty years and is the right person, but unfortunately it is not easy to take charge of a big family.”
"Father, you have to maintain an optimistic attitude." The young man who looked young, but his age was actually a mystery, did not continue what the family patriarch said, but raised the paper in his hand and said: "Massachusetts General Hospital recently had the third A tenured professor has been selected, and their suggestion is to let this new tenured professor diagnose and treat you."
"Who are those old-fashioned little guys looking for? Henry? No, Henry is in London, and Henry has come to see him, but he can't do anything." The old man only guessed a name, and then fell silent.
The family's unique physique is like this. While it brings him unlimited benefits, it also has some disadvantages.
But these benefits definitely do not include immortality.
His body had endured it for many, many years, but finally it couldn't endure it any longer.
Although the family has been acquiring, building, and investing in hospitals around the world for hundreds of years. Blood banks throughout Europe and the United States were almost open for them, but blood transfusions and oral blood would not allow him to live for another hundred years.
"Money can buy blood, but it cannot buy life." The old man said a proverb from his hometown, but was interrupted by the young man, "Father, modern technology is advancing very fast, you have to keep confidence."
"Confidence?" The old man's voice was a little vague, and his expression was slightly dull, far less lively than the young man sitting next to him.
"That's a very interesting young man, not yet thirty."
"Those little guys in Massachusetts are finally willing to lower their arrogant heads and admit that someone is better than them?" After the old man said a few words, he was so exhausted that his voice became increasingly slurred.
The young man picked up a cup next to him. The cup was filled with bright red liquid, and the smell of blood seemed to be full of vitality.
The old man drank the red liquid in the cup, but he did not regain his strength as quickly as before, but he only felt slightly better.
"It's an interesting young man. Dr. Mehar nominated him for this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine. I declined." The young man said: "According to the rules you established ten years after the end of World War II, surgical procedures have no influence on our bodies." There is no benefit. And basic research talent, this is a guide."
After drinking the bright red liquid that smelled of blood, the old man closed his eyes and said nothing.
His deformed fingers trembled more and more violently, and his eyes slowly closed, but his eyelids kept moving.
After nearly three minutes, he took a deep breath and said, "What does that little guy in Mehar think?"
"He himself has an opinion on the inability of clinical techniques to win the Nobel Prize, but as you said, with billions of investments every year for hundreds of years, there is still no hope." The young man said: "He has already He is old and wants to challenge our authority in his last moments.”
"That's impossible. If he wants to die, I can fulfill his wish immediately." The old man said.
"But this little guy is very interesting. Here are his information." The young man handed over a few pieces of white paper.
But the old man didn't answer.
His eyes were half closed and half opened, and his eyeballs moved sometimes quickly and sometimes slowly.
The vitality of life slowly passed through his body, and now it was exhausted.
It seems that when a gust of wind blows, the candle of life will be blown out.
The young man didn't speak or move, just in a stalemate.
"Why do you insist?" After a long time, the old man's voice sounded like a bat in a night cave.
"Father, I haven't finished speaking yet." The young man smiled: "This young man is assisting the Royal Academy of Sciences to solve the turbulence problem. Even the president of the Academy of Sciences went to meet the king."
"Turbulence? A pointless study."
"It is like this for us, but it is another situation for those poor people." The young man said: "This young man from China can be appointed by the Massachusetts General Hospital, which proves that he has become one of the Ranked among the best in the medical field, I stand by my advice and ask him to take a look at you.”
"it's useless."
"It's always good to give it a try." The young man said, "A tenured professor is already qualified to enter this castle."
"I am old and tired. Living in this world is painful every day. Now I have begun to look forward to meeting my ancestors, but it is a pity that everything I hope to achieve has not been achieved yet."
"The consultation thing..."
"Look, you will be the clan leader in half a year, and now I have to respect your opinion." The old man murmured.
The young man bowed and left.