Chapter 33 Argument Therapy Must Continue

Director Qin also knew that the research institute in Lin City was invested by the largest biological company in the province, and they could not compete with them in terms of funding.

Moreover, they are all a bunch of guys who rely on their seniority to bully others. When he first entered the institute, the group of people from Linshi City mocked him for a long time, saying things like "Hiring a young boy will be ruined sooner or later."

They and the other party have always been in a state of "dislike for each other", so they should not agree to transfer the project. What kind of drug have these people in the institute been fed?

And they even said "help". How could they even say that? They have been researching this drug and treatment plan for a long time. If they want to hand over the project, they have to hand over all the data and information to the other party. He firmly disagrees!

The intern hasn't been "troubled" since Assistant Fang left. Now Director Qin makes her a little scared. If she can't complete the tasks assigned by the director, she probably won't even be able to complete the internship period and will have to pack up and leave tomorrow.

She was frightened by her own associations, and looked at the boy with red eyes, hoping that he would be soft-hearted.

Unfortunately, Director Qin didn't buy it at all. Instead, he waved her away and said, "If you have any grievances, go to the old man. I don't have time to discuss it with you. In other words, I don't agree."

The old man was referring to the director of the research institute, a mediocre scientific researcher who had not achieved anything in his life, but was quite good at management, otherwise he would not be in his current position.

He also huddled in a corner, eating melons, not worrying about any problems with the project. After all, this was a single-protagonist plot instance, and even if other players participated, they would not steal the limelight from the triggering player. He only needed to assist the "protagonist".

"Senior, please give us your judgment. Those people in Lin City wanted to take advantage of the situation and pretended to be good people, making us suffer in silence." The young man changed his expression and walked towards the corner.

Ye Xuan didn't expect that while eating melons, he would become the focus. Did all these kids choose Sichuan Opera face-changing as an extracurricular interest class? How come they are all so skilled?

During this period, other researchers have also seen Director Qin's "other side" in front of traditional Chinese medicine. They have changed from being shocked at the beginning to watching with expressionless faces and have become accustomed to it.

Yes, it was indeed their fault that the medicine had problems, and if they wanted to make amends, they would have to see if they had the ability to do so. If they couldn't develop an effective antidote, could people just wait any longer?

Of course that's not possible. Not to mention humans, even zombies can't wait. Once the virus breaks out on a large scale, it won't be able to be delayed as promised. It's very likely that the entire institute will be forced to disband, and they can only go to prison to discuss scientific research.

In the eyes of outsiders, the actions of the Linshi Research Institute were just giving them a way out. If they refused, they would definitely leave others with the impression that they were shameless.

"People doing scientific research should stay away from the world. Why should I care about what they do?" This is what Qin said when he refused to be interviewed in the past. It once appeared in news reports of major media. As a result, more reporters wanted to interview him. During that period, there was a group of people squatting in front of the institute every day, which increased the workload of the security guards.

At that time, everyone praised this "genius young man" and said that he was "indifferent to fame and fortune and worthy of learning from by contemporary young people." This sentence actually became a frequent guest in the test questions of students in this city.

Until now, its glory days are gone and it is burdened with bad reputation, which is really sad.

Ye Xuan couldn't help but sigh that the plot planning of this game really took a lot of thought. It was not easy to write a zombie theme that is very common in the game market into this way.

"Xiao Qin, if you want to continue your research, no one can stop you." The Chinese medicine doctor glanced at the people around him calmly, "I believe you can solve this crisis. Those people in Lin City should enjoy their old age. It's better to leave this hard work to the young people."

"Hey!" One researcher was unhappy. "You, a Chinese medicine doctor, keep barging into our institute. We turned a blind eye to it for Director Qin's sake. Don't think you're such a big shot. What do you know?"

What does he know? He knows that it is absolutely right to stand on the protagonist's side. Their company has not yet produced a script with a bad ending.

It is said that "those involved in the game are often confused, while those who are not involved in the game can see things more clearly". As a real NPC who is not involved in the game, he is naturally much more clear-headed than them.

"I don't understand what you're researching, but I know the most important thing right now is to treat patients and comfort the people." Ye Xing said calmly, "And the transfer of work is very troublesome, it's not just a matter of signing a document. With this time and energy, maybe the treatment would be halfway done."

"Oh, do you really think that you can heal them by pricking them with a few broken needles? This is all nonsense. What kind of academic degree is this? Do you believe in something that you can't see or touch? Modern science is the mainstream direction of today's world!" The researcher had long been fed up with this. Why could a Chinese medicine doctor of unknown origin be treated with courtesy by Qin, while they would be scolded if they did anything inadequately?

"The skills passed down by our ancestors are certainly not for fooling people. The senior is here to help, so don't be rude to him!" The young man was angry. The treatment had finally made some progress, and the senior had gone alone to find the volunteer and taught him acupuncture. He hadn't even had time to thank the senior, but this subordinate dared to speak rudely to him in front of him.

After all, Director Qin was their leader. As soon as he spoke, they shut up. Only the intern was standing there, not knowing whether to cry or not, looking at a loss.

"I'll go see the patient," Ye Xing stood up and patted the non-existent dust, "Remember, I'm here to help Xiao Qin. I don't care what you say, but if you delay the treatment..."

Before he finished speaking, he walked out of the laboratory, leaving plenty of room for the imagination of those present.

"Will he kill me with one shot? For example, by finding my Achilles' heel or something?" A young researcher was a little scared and asked, pulling the colleague closest to him.

"Do you really believe this?" The researcher's tone was full of sarcasm.

The young researcher is silent. If he were to say something now, he might be accused of "boosting others' ambitions and destroying his own prestige". It is the researchers, not the Chinese medicine practitioner, who pay his salary, so he naturally has to make it clear which side he stands on.

"Director Qin is just too young. He forgot his position when he saw something new." The man acted like a "veteran". "Once he found out that these things were completely useless for drug development, he must have lost interest. Otherwise, why didn't he switch to studying Chinese medicine?"

The others felt that this was true, but the problem at hand was clearly not this: "How can we tell Linshi? The director used to praise Director Qin, but now he is regarded as a jinx. If we hadn't found anyone else who could develop an antidote besides Director Qin, he would have been fired long ago."

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"Senior," Qin stood in front of the glass door of the observation room, looking at the young man holding a handful of needles inside, wanting to persuade him but not daring to, "Don't be impulsive."

"I am the calmest." Ye Xing looked at the zombies like Madam Rong looked at Xiaoyanzi, which was chilling.

"Senior, you said that a doctor should have a kind heart." Qin believed that after the needle was inserted, the zombie would either become a hedgehog or a colander.

"Yes, I should face the patients with a pleasant face and speak softly to encourage them to cooperate with the treatment." Ye Xing found that Qin had made great progress and was actually able to persuade him to be nicer to the patients.

Qin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the other party put the needle back into the medical box. If his senior was driven crazy by his subordinates, he would not know what to do.

Ye Xuan didn't know that in the child's eyes, he was someone who could be driven crazy by just a few words. After he opened the door and walked out, he stuffed the medical box into Qin's arms and said, "You go for treatment, and I'll see the results."

"Okay, senior." Qin obediently demonstrated his acupuncture techniques to the Chinese doctor.

Ye Xing took a look and found that the other party was indeed able to take into account the requirements of speed, accuracy and softness while injecting two or three needles at the same time. Although zombies were not sensitive to pain, this was obviously much more harmonious, so as to avoid being banned like a certain previous apocalyptic theme game.

"Well done!" He has mastered a great skill in raising children: don't be stingy with praise. Simple compliments can bring you closer to your children and help build their confidence.

"It's all thanks to the seniors who taught me well." He is obviously a genius who was praised by others when he grew up, but now he can smile like a dog with a bone just by receiving such a small compliment. It shows how badly he was hit in the past.

The volunteer's appearance has not changed much, but he can roughly understand human speech and can perform some simple thinking. His brain nerves should not have suffered any permanent or major damage.

"Find two people to help him practice answering questions." Director Qin instructed the intern who had just arrived.

"Director Qin, the director wants you to go to his office." The intern didn't dare to touch the zombies, and said tremblingly not far from the door.

"The old man doesn't want me to go over and sign the document just now, does he?" Otherwise, why would he ask him to go to the office at this critical moment?

The intern shook her head and said, "I'm just here to deliver the letter. I don't know anything." Qin had no choice but to agree.

Ye Xuan thought that assisting players was his core job, so he followed them. The intern couldn't stop him, and the three of them fell into silence along the way.

But only Qin actually entered the director's office. The other two stopped at the door and planned to test the sound insulation of the door panels.

I have to say that there are no inaudible corners in the game, otherwise it would be more difficult to advance the plot.

"Qin, you said you would develop an antidote this time. How's the progress?" The director's voice sounded somewhat majestic.

"The treatment is already in progress. The current situation is good. You don't have to worry about it." Qin's tone was casual, as if the top leader of the institute was not worth his attention.

"Nonsense!" the director said angrily, "I'm not so old that I can't hear what they say. Do you know what people in the institute say? They say you were so depressed after the blow that you chose to use acupuncture to heal patients. It's ridiculous!"