Chapter 305 Are you willing to go back to Yatang with me?

"What exactly does she want to do?" Meng Anran scratched her long hair anxiously. Whenever she thought of the list of experimental subjects of the "White Dove Project", her scalp would tingle.

Bai Yujin spent so much manpower and financial resources on developing neurological drugs. It can't be as simple as making a batch of puppets that can serve her tea and water, right?

There must be some unknown conspiracy.

"Mr. An, don't worry too much." Professor Zhou suddenly spoke, his slow tone gradually relaxing the tense nerves. "The human brain is complex, and its autonomous consciousness is powerful. The most important thing right now is the damage caused to the human body by the prohibited ingredients in the medicine, as well as the toxins remaining in the blood."

During the video call, the researcher nodded in agreement. "Whatever Bai Yujin is planning, using neurological drugs to transform humans into obedient puppets is fundamentally unrealistic."

The buzzing sound in Meng Anran's head gradually dissipated, and a glimmer of light returned to her peach blossom eyes. "So, as long as we analyze the formula of the potion and debug the antidote, Lu Yi can recover, right?"

"In theory, the genetic mutation cannot be reversed, but the components of the drug that conflict with his body can be eliminated."

In other words, he can become a normal person again, but the albinism cannot be reversed.

"Okay." Meng Anran breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his eyes, thinking deeply about something.

Seeing her worried look for Lu Yi, Lu Heng felt a pang of sadness in his heart, "Meng Anran."

"Hmm?" It was rare to hear someone call her full name. Meng Anran looked up and met Lu Heng's deep, serious eyes through the screen.

Those eyes seemed to be able to see through her easily at all times.

Lu Heng ordered without hesitation: "Go back to sleep. If you don't obey, I can easily deal with the Meng family."

Meng Anran's pupils trembled slightly, not because she was afraid of his threat, but because she was surprised that he seemed to have figured out her thoughts in an instant.

"But……"

She was about to say something when Lu Heng interrupted her coldly: "No buts, I'll take care of the rest. Go back to sleep, and don't make me say this a third time."

Meng Anran pursed her lips, not quite satisfied with the man's arbitrary behavior, but unable to refute it. She reluctantly said "Oh," thanked Professor Zhou, and sent Zhang Tao home.

It was not realistic to go back to the apartment to sleep, so the silver sports car finally parked in the garage of Lihuayuan.

Lu Yi lying on the bed was breathing steadily, and his pale face looked exceptionally peaceful under the dim light, as if he was just in a deep dream.

Beside the bed, Zhao Ci Zheng rested her head on her elbows on the bedside table, her eyelids drooping heavily, and she nodded slightly from time to time because of sleepiness.

Meng Anran walked into the room quietly, but before she got close, Qin Mu reached out and grabbed her wrist, led her out of the bedroom, and gently closed the door.

"I persuaded Mr. Zhao to sleep in the guest room several times, but he insisted on staying here." Qin Mu said in a low voice, glancing through the crack in the door, and then his eyes fell back on Meng Anran's face.

She pursed her lips, knowing in her heart that her master didn't really care about Lu Yi, but because she cared, he stayed by her side all the time.

"Are you tired?" Qin Mu raised his hand to caress her cheek, his thumb gently rubbing the faint bruises under her eyes. His voice was low and gentle, "You haven't had a good rest for two days. Go upstairs and get some sleep. We'll talk tomorrow."

Meng Anran shook her head, her voice filled with fatigue but stubborn persistence: "I am used to staying up late, but Master is old and can't do this. I will go and persuade him, and I will keep watch tonight."

Qin Mu stared at her, pursed his lips, and finally nodded in compromise. He knew her stubbornness and felt sorry for her stubbornness.

"Then I'll make you a cup of coffee." He rubbed the top of her head, with a helpless smile in his tone, "Although I can't help with anything else, at least it can make you sober."

"No need." She held his wrist, her fingertips gently pressing his pulse, "You haven't slept much these past two days, go lie down on the sofa for a while."

Qin Mu chuckled softly and gently broke free from her hand. His eyes curved slightly as he teased her deliberately, "What if Lu Yi suddenly gets up and goes crazy in the middle of the night? Someone's got to protect you, right? Your small body can't handle him."

Meng Anran laughed out loud at his amusement, her tense nerves finally relaxing a little, and the fatigue in her brows faded a little. She tilted her head to look at him, deliberately dragging out her tone: "Then I want a caramel macchiato."

"Yes, sir." He smiled, patted his chest, and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

Zhao Ci Zheng felt someone patting his shoulder in a daze. He opened his eyes and focused his vision, and saw his young disciple squatting beside him with a cup of tea in his hand.

The hot steam from the teacup softened her features, making them look extra gentle.

"Master, have a cup of ginseng tea and go to sleep in the empty room upstairs."

The aroma of American ginseng lingered in the room. Zhao Cizheng took two sips of the hot tea and asked casually, "Are the test results out?"

"Yes." Meng Anran understood her master's arrogant temper. Since she asked, she must be concerned. She answered seriously, "Lu Yi's albinism has been confirmed to be a genetic mutation caused by a random side effect of the medication. Lu Heng has already analyzed the ingredients of the drug and has begun to debug the antidote."

Zhao Cizheng lowered her eyes and drank the entire cup of tea in silence. After a long while, she spoke again, as if with a sigh: "Technology has really advanced..."

The young apprentice also works in the technology industry and is the chairman of a top company. If others know about this, he will be very proud of it!

"No matter how advanced technology is, it has developed step by step. Without the foundation laid by our ancestors, how could we build tall buildings?" Meng Anran smiled calmly. She has always been grateful that she was born in this era.

If you want to stand at the top of the pyramid in the business world, what it means is that you want to leave your name in this era.

Ruiming is now famous. When talking about the most advanced chip technology in China, people will think of Ruiming. When mentioning Ruiming, people will think of the chairman named "Meng Anran".

She is already very satisfied with being able to reach this level in business, so she plans to do something else next.

"Master, once Lu Yi's antidote is ready, I will return to Yatang to continue studying medicine with you, okay?"

She said this with a smile, and Zhao Cizheng's hand, which was very steady in twisting the needle, trembled for no reason.

He stared at Meng Anran in disbelief, as if trying to confirm that she was not joking with him.

"Now that you've achieved success in your career and become a big entrepreneur, are you willing to go back to Yatang with me?"

"I haven't even finished my apprenticeship yet." Meng Anran took the empty teacup from his hand, helped him up, and walked out. "I don't want word to get out that your apprentice, Master Zhao, is a half-baked doctor. That would be so embarrassing!"