Zhan Jingting's face was ashen. "Wanwan doesn't like you, and there's a reason for it. Get out of here. You're not allowed to set foot in the Dijin Group or Wutong Bay again. Your medical team is to be disbanded immediately. I don't need your research."

Ruan Tang panicked, "How can this be! Brother Jingting, this concerns your health!"

"Based on what you just said and your attitude towards Wanwan, I can no longer use you. Get out."

"Brother Jingting, I was wrong. You know I'm a straightforward person and I always speak without thinking. Please don't be angry."

“Being ill-mannered and being outspoken are two different things,” Zhan Jingting said coldly. “I’ll say it again, get out.”

"No!" Ruan Tang said firmly, "Brother Jingting, I know you love your sister-in-law, but you are also my family, my aunt's biological son!"

“My aunt’s lifelong wish was to cure your illness, so after she passed away, the pressure on me increased even more. I dreamed of curing you so that her soul could rest in peace!” Ruan Tang became more and more distressed as she spoke, tears streaming down her face. “But I never expected that you would be so heartless just because I said a few words. It’s one thing for you to be heartless to me, but you can’t be so heartless to yourself. This is a matter of your life!”

Outside the door, Qiao Wanwan, carrying a bag, heard Ruan Tang's indignant accusations through the half-open door.

Qiao Wanwan: "......???"

"Why is she here?" Qiao Wanwan asked.

The secretary reported, "Madam, Miss Ruan Tang arrived at one o'clock. At that time, Master Zhan was in a meeting. I sent a message to Assistant Jiang to ask for instructions, and Assistant Jiang replied that Master Zhan would not see her, but she insisted on waiting here."

"She is, after all, a cousin, and we can't just kick her out. She waited for two hours before Zhan Ye finally arrived."

"You're quite persistent." Qiao Wanwan smiled. "There's nothing for you here, go ahead and get busy."

"Yes, madam."

Qiao Wanwan pushed open the door and went in, smiling as she said, "My cousin's here too? Why are you crying? Jingting, how could you bully your cousin?"

Zhan Jingting: "......"

Ruan Tang: "......"

"Why are you here?" Zhan Jingting stood up and walked over. "Didn't I tell you not to wander around?"

"I've been cooped up at home for too long and wanted to get out and about. I came here today because I had some business to attend to nearby, and I thought I'd bring you some afternoon tea."

"Come sit down." Zhan Jingting helped Qiao Wanwan to sit on the sofa and opened the bag she had brought.

Qiao Wanwan invited, "Cousin, don't cry, come and have something to eat to cheer yourself up."

Ruan Tang: "......"

She was furious, but she could only swallow her anger. She picked up her iPad and went over, saying, "Sister-in-law, you've come at the right time. This is a treatment plan that I've come up with. Take a look. If there are no problems, let's arrange surgery for Brother Jingting as soon as possible. His health can't be delayed any longer."

Qiao Wanwan took the iPad. "Artificial blood?"

"yes."

Qiao Wanwan didn't say anything, but carefully examined the iPad for ten minutes before putting it down. "This plan is not feasible."

Instead of getting angry, Ruan Tang laughed and said, "Brother Jingting, did you hear that? I told you long ago that she would definitely say that!"

Qiao Wanwan: "......"

"Cousin, don't get agitated. I can see that you've been very serious about researching treatment options to save Jingting, and I appreciate your efforts. However, this plan is indeed not feasible."

"There are no problems with experiments on animals. After the artificial blood was introduced, the animals did live well. But there is a difference between humans and animals."

"What's the difference?" Ruan Tang said matter-of-factly, "If medical experiments aren't conducted on animals, are we supposed to test them on humans? Sister-in-law, you're a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, so it's normal that you don't understand the intricacies of Western medicine. Modern medicine is already very advanced; even artificial hearts are widely used in clinical practice. The artificial blood I'm proposing will be a major milestone in the medical field!"

“Sister-in-law, we are in different fields, so you don’t need to compare yourself to me. Even if I achieve something, you should congratulate me with a broad mind, instead of pouring cold water on me!”

Qiao Wanwan: "......"

She could clearly feel the cold and murderous aura emanating from the man beside her. Not wanting to upset Zhan Jingting over such a small matter, she stood up and said, "It seems you don't want to have afternoon tea. Then come with me, and I'll explain to you in detail why we can't use artificial blood."

"If you have nothing to hide, why avoid Brother Jingting?" Ruan Tang seemed to have caught him red-handed, and became even more confident. "Just say what you have to say right here!"

Qiao Wanwan: "......"

She had no choice but to sit down again. "You're right. I studied traditional Chinese medicine, and all I can use are Chinese herbal medicines. It can't compare to the rapid development of modern medicine, which has new breakthroughs every now and then."

"However, that doesn't mean I don't understand modern medicine. You may have forgotten that I was classmates with Zhan Yin at the Imperial University, where I studied Western medicine. I understand both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, so I should have the right to speak on this, right?"

Ruan Tang: "......"

"Now I'll tell you why your plan is not feasible." Qiao Wanwan looked at her expressionlessly. "You used an artificial heart as an example, which is not wrong, but you overlooked one point. The heart is an independently functioning organ, so if a patient's heart is damaged and a transplantable heart cannot be found, it is perfectly fine to replace it with an artificial heart that is already mature in clinical medicine."

"But blood is different from the heart. Blood accounts for 8% of the body weight and is widely distributed, flowing to all organs of the body. If even one organ is not adapted to artificial blood, it will cause fatal damage. Otherwise, do you think that only you with a good brain can think of this? Others can think of artificial hearts, but they can't think of artificial blood?"

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