Quick Transmigration: Endangered Cub Rescue Plan

Song Xia was completely stunned when she was chosen by the system; she couldn't understand it at all. She had never given birth, and her heart had long since turned to ice, so why was she chose...

Chapter 419 Correcting the Ungrateful Child

"Who is this person? After all that trouble, they still dare to come knocking on our door." Chen Na rolled her eyes. Song Tianhui, sitting on the sofa, didn't say anything. Although she was his older sister, he had long since lost all affection for her.

Especially now that my whole family is working for my niece, it would be really unkind of me to bring trouble to her again. To put it bluntly, sometimes elders are really nothing, especially those who are not kind to the younger generation but love to take advantage of others.

Meanwhile, Song Tianfang, who was locked outside the door, was so angry that her face twisted. After calling out a few times and seeing that the door did not open again, she began to curse: "Chen Na, what are you? You're just Song Jiao's nanny. Song Tianhui, you're a coward. You don't even recognize your own sister. You coward."

After about ten minutes of this cursing, Chen Na couldn't take it anymore and called the security guards, who forcibly removed the person from the community.

The matter between them did not reach Song Xia's ears, and even Song Jiao was unaware of it. Chen Na was afraid that telling them would only pollute their ears, so she didn't bother.

On the day of the press conference, almost the entire city stopped to watch the live broadcast. Amidst everyone's anticipation, Song Xia walked into the camera's view.

Today she was still wearing a white lab coat, her black hair pulled back, and her makeup was completely unadorned. But on stage, no one could ignore her composure and wisdom. Under her proud demeanor, even her beautiful appearance had to take a backseat.

Before this moment, most people watching the live stream knew about her life from the news, but this was the first time they had seen her in person, so they were immediately amazed.

"As expected of Professor Song, who conquered cancer cells, you can tell he's no ordinary person just by standing there."

"Don't laugh at me, but when Professor Song's gaze swept over me through the camera lens, my breath caught in my throat."

"Same here. As expected of a big shot, his aura is absolutely amazing."

"I'm so excited, you know what? This press conference is being broadcast live globally. I'm right here on the streets of the US, and the big screens are switching directly to the press conference. Do you know how that feels? Especially with everyone around me cheering."

"I understand you. I'm in Country O, and our whole class is watching this together right now. Just now, a classmate told me that he wanted to apply for graduate school at University A, but he didn't qualify. Who understands my hidden sense of pride? You know, I'm now at the best medical school in Country O!"

"I heard that University A has started restricting applications from international students. Humph, serves them right for not being eligible. You know, they also restrict many majors for our international students. Now that Professor Song is in charge of University A's medical school, it's a national key major. How can they just study it as they please?"

"As a native of City A, do you know how proud I am right now? The most glorious thing in my life is probably that I am from the same hometown as Professor Song!"

"As one of Professor Song's admirers, I have to say that I have a very good impression of City A during this period. Even with so many people coming, City A has not been chaotic, and prices have not taken the opportunity to rise."

Upon seeing this comment, the people of City A immediately felt proud, and then naturally thought, as Professor Song's fellow townsmen, how could they smear Professor Song?

There were also some citizens who were relatively wealthy and had plenty of time, so they went out and became free volunteers, promoting City A and Song Xia in their own way. Watching Song Xia talk eloquently on TV, they didn't feel tired at all.

"These are medical cases of our new drug. You can see that whether it is early or late stage cancer, the condition can be significantly improved after using the new drug. Only those with too many underlying diseases who cannot use injection and oral therapy at the same time have little effect." Song Xia pointed to the big screen, and vivid case studies were presented to the audience, convincing them with facts.

"We have even found that some patients have stronger physical functions after being cured than before. We are still studying such differences in our laboratory, and the results will be presented to the public as soon as possible."

In fact, some papers have published related views before, that is, cancer cells are not actually a kind of malignant tumor, but rather the evolution of the human body. It's just that our bodies can't withstand this evolution for the time being, which leads to the decline of the human body.

Now that Song Xia says some patients have even better physical condition after being cured, does that mean that humans will evolve on this basis and become legendary superhumans? Or break through the limits of lifespan?

Outsiders didn't understand the deeper meaning behind it, but the researchers were instantly excited, even wanting to start in-depth research with her immediately, and wishing they could join her team right now.

Those in the media familiar with this research immediately asked, "Professor Song, are you saying that cancer might not be a disease in the future, but a blessing for humanity? Professor Song, can you guarantee that every cancer patient will be cured?"

Song Xia looked at the person asking the question with a cool gaze and said in a calm tone: "I believe that no scientist can make an absolute guarantee about something, because science is constantly progressing and being corrected. Conquering diseases and restoring hope and health to every patient is what we medical workers should do."

The foreign journalist clearly wanted to ask other questions, but was quickly interrupted by his own countryman: "Professor Song, when will the new drug be mass-produced? Is it possible for the general public to have access to the drug?"

Clearly, the reporter's question was the one that everyone was most concerned about right now, and Song Xia did not mince words on either of these questions, answering directly: "When the experiment yielded results, the laboratory had already reached a cooperation agreement with the National Medical Center. I believe that within six months, the new drug will be available in hospitals in major cities and will soon be included in medical insurance."

With such a positive answer, the people were relieved. Of course, this was only the state of mind of the people in China; people abroad were already anxious.

Another foreign media outlet asked, "Professor Song, is it possible for our country, M, to also enjoy the same treatment as new drug launches?"

Song Xia glanced at them indifferently: "I am just a developer, not an agent. The sale of new drugs abroad should be negotiated by representatives of each country with the relevant departments of our country according to the procedures."

The reporter pressed on: "So, does that mean patients in countries other than China can't use the new drug for the time being? Professor Song, you're a medical professional, how can you bear to see so many patients die tragically?"

Upon hearing this, the Chinese were immediately enraged. How could you resort to such moral blackmail? When your country developed new drugs before, why didn't you release them worldwide? Are you trying to force Professor Song to make a statement by questioning him like this?

However, Song Xia remained calm: "If you care about the patients in your own country, you should reach an agreement with our country as soon as possible. Our country has never blocked the export of new drugs."

She didn't say it clearly, but the audience understood: we didn't say we wouldn't supply you with the new drugs; it's just that you're unwilling to pay the price for the patients in your own country. Moral blackmail—anyone can do that!

So those with accounts on foreign websites immediately started spreading the word: it's not that we don't export, it's that your own government is inactive. Don't blame us, blame your own people.