Chapter 25: No Sickness [Three Updates] Wow, you are so infatuated~…

This was quite a strange situation. Seeing that Bian Ling was acting strangely, Chen Yuchuan immediately drove them to the nearest hospital, which happened to be affiliated with Beijing Medical University. To register, of course, one had to use their electronic health insurance. Bian Ling was a rare name, so when the nurses called out their numbers, family members in the waiting area heard them.

Then, Shen Yuchuan was recognized. After all, he was the general manager of Rongshan Group and occasionally attended some public events. Tianhuo's recent Weibo was repeatedly dug up. People who were diligent in eating melons knew that Tianhuo had been hired by Shen Yuchuan to publish the problematic product inspection report of Rongshan Group. Although the relationship between the two was suspected to have broken down, when the two were put together, he was definitely the big boss.

This patient's family member was also on the front line of surfing. He took a picture of the "edge ridge" in front of the clinic door and started to talk about the picture. However, before he could make a comment, a large group of doctors came down, and the leader seemed to be the hospital director.

Then a group of doctors pushed a cart to take the patient upstairs. The noise was so loud that it was hard not to think too much. When the patient saw this, he thought, oh no, is this big guy going to die young?

It is true that God is jealous of talented people.

As soon as the Weibo post was published, it was quickly forwarded in large numbers. By the time Assistant Director Wen discovered it, it had become a hot topic.

[Oh my God, how could this happen? Please stay safe!]

[This is probably the legendary "extreme wisdom leads to injury." But I wish him well. He's only 24! Does anyone know what incurable disease he has?]

[I don't know. The patient said he went to the emergency room and was quickly sent to the rooftop. I guess this is kept secret. For someone like that, the country will definitely do its utmost to save him.]

[No! I'm going to Mount Wutai right now to pray for you!]

[Then I will also go to the nearest temple to pray!]

[I'm going too!]

…

A series of people followed, who were obviously unrelated people, and even had no cancer patients in their families, but at this moment they spontaneously organized a prayer. After Bian Ling went online, he felt that this world was so unreasonable.

"What are they doing?"

"Not only that, but many people know that you and I have a good relationship. My mailbox is almost flooded with messages from national players and famous doctors. Do you understand how important you are now?"

Is he more important, or are the scientific research results he has in hand more important?

Bian Ling wouldn't be stupid enough to ask such a question, nor did he care about other people's opinions. It was just that the people in this world were too abnormal, so abnormal that he almost doubted whether he was a normal person.

"never mind."

Bian Ling's fingers moved quickly across his phone, and soon a new Weibo post was successfully published:

Skyfire V: Not sick.

Wen Xun heard the beep on his phone and took it out to see only two words: "I thought you took so long to write a short essay, only two words?"

Bian Ling threw his phone aside, his mood having returned to calm: "Isn't this enough?"

"Enough, enough, have a good rest. If you're fine tomorrow, I'll have someone pick you up from the hospital." Wen Xun couldn't help but laugh after he finished speaking. "Bian Ling, if you keep ending up in the hospital, this blessing trending search might stay at the top of the super topic list for years. You don't want to see people coming up the mountain to pray for you all the time, right?"

"roll."

Bian Ling originally thought that the farce of praying would be over after posting on Weibo, but who knew... this group of people, based on the idea of ​​taking precautions in advance regardless of whether they were sick or not, had no plans to return. When he woke up the next day, his Weibo was filled with photos of netizens checking in at the temple.

Shouldn't these people see a psychiatrist?

If you want to go hiking, just say so. Why use him as an excuse?!

Professor Bian was shocked, but he always respected the diversity of human species. Since the hotel was no longer available, he could only get into Wen Xun's car with a sad face.

"Didn't you send someone to pick me up?"

Wen Xun, a patient who had just been discharged from the hospital, did not sleep all night last night: "After thinking about it, I still feel worried about you."

"...Are you afraid that I'm going to die? Don't worry, I haven't bought the grave yet." He is still a very traditional person. If he can't fly with the wind, he should at least be buried in peace.

Are you still thinking about buying a cemetery plot? Wen Xun handed over the breakfast: "My family sent it to me early this morning. Try it and see if it suits your taste."

Bian Ling: Sooner or later, the nutrient solution will be put into the production line!

"Not bad." In fact, he himself is not picky about food. Even the wax apple that he thought was very unpalatable last time, he ate it all. For people who have survived the apocalypse, not wasting food is engraved in their DNA.

"As long as you get used to the food, don't worry. You'll be staying in a separate small Western-style building, so you won't feel constrained or uncomfortable." Wen Xun finished speaking and handed over a pile of blueprints. "Take a look. Is there a layout you like? If not, I can ask someone to find a new one."

"What's this for?"

"I'll build you a laboratory, don't you want it?"

Bian Ling was puzzled: "Your illness has been cured, why are you still investing in a laboratory? You have too much money, why are you wasting money, Old Wen?"

Wen Xun realized belatedly that Bian Ling didn't seem to be interested in continuing his research. His scalp tingled for a moment: "You don't want it?"

"Not really interested."

"Don't you want to conquer other diseases?"

In the apocalypse, except for radiation sickness, all other illnesses are minor. Professor Bian made a shocking statement: "We have conquered it. It is not difficult."

"What?!"

"Didn't you investigate me?"

"What else should I be able to investigate?" Man, you are only 24 years old. Isn't your life experience a little too rich?

Bian Ling stuffed a small bun. Even though it was vegetarian, it tasted quite good. "Hengyu Medical Devices has been developing bionic prosthetic limbs recently, but unfortunately the progress is mediocre. For reasons you know, I gave them some small suggestions."

Bionic prosthesis?!

Wen Xun knew about this of course, but he really thought it was just a small suggestion. What on earth did Hengyu Equipment do to make this work?

"You've helped them so much, and they only give you a position as a team leader in a sales subsidiary? They're going too far!"

"Do you think their boss should just give the company to me?"

Wen Xun spoke confidently, "Isn't it? How much is Hengyu Equipment worth? When they approached me for financing, I was rejected in the first round."

I almost forgot that this person is a famous angel investor.

“He did offer me half the shares, but I didn’t take it.”

"Why not?"

"Bionic neurons aren't my strong point, and I have to work with the development of new materials. Promotion is also very difficult due to technical and material limitations. Even if disabled patients can wear bionic prostheses and lead normal lives, they still need regular inspections and replacements, which is very troublesome. I'm lazy..."

However, Wen Xun only heard one sentence - being able to live a normal life like an ordinary person!

"Can't be lazy——"

When Bian Ling heard Mr. Wen's voice, he realized that the other party had suddenly become very excited: "What's wrong with you?"

"Please, don't be lazy. Hengyu equipment is not worthy of your attention. What about Tianqi? I can give Tianqi to you. Can you make this technology a reality?"

Bian Ling looked up at people with a very sharp look.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You yourself have a terminal illness, and you haven't lost your composure like this. Who do you know who has had an amputation?"

Wen Xun had no intention of hiding it from the other party. Although the young man in front of him was only 24 years old, he was far ahead of his peers in both his life and career. "She is my ex-wife. Her name is Ji Jiayu. She used to be a very outstanding dancer."

Ji Jiayu and Wen Xun grew up together and were childhood sweethearts, so their feelings were naturally extraordinary. They got together because of love, but later they were involved in an accidental traffic accident. Although Ji Jiayu survived by chance, she lost her left calf. For someone who loves dancing, this was undoubtedly a devastating blow.

"It's actually my fault. If I had picked her up that day, she wouldn't have been driving while fatigued."

Bian Ling was rarely curious: "And you disliked her disability, so you divorced her?"

"Of course not, it's...she doesn't want to stay." In fact, after his wife had a car accident, Wen Xun accompanied her wholeheartedly every day, but the double torture of phantom limb pain after amputation and shattered ideals still exhausted Ji Jiayu's energy.

The other party was not willing to continue the marriage and was unwilling to contact Wen Xun anymore. They only sent each other a blessing text message during the holidays.

"Wow, you're so infatuated."

"So, you're willing to..."

"Don't ask that for now. How long have you been divorced? If she has already forgotten you, would you still give Tianqi to me and give her a bionic prosthesis?"

Tianqi is just Wen Xun's own company. Without Tianqi, he can still go back to relying on his parents: "Of course!"

"You're really infatuated, but what can I do? I've already signed a patent license with Hengyu Instruments, and they might not be willing to share their technology..."

"That's okay. I'll immediately send someone to acquire Hengyu Equipment."

Premier Wen is really rich and powerful.

"But when did you register the patent?"

“No, it’s outsourced.”

"Aren't you afraid that someone will register your patent first? What? You just published a paper on the website. If not you, who will?" Wen Xun could not sit still when he heard this. He sent Bian Ling to his destination and immediately rushed to the company to busy himself with the case of acquiring Hengyu Equipment.

"Leaving now? He's really infatuated~"

【President Wen is such a good man.】

Not long after Bian Ling was led in by the guard, he saw a thin old man who didn't look much like President Wen. "Hello, President Wen's grandfather."

Wen Runshan: “…” It’s so new. It’s the first time I’ve been called this.

"My dear Bian, how are you? Where is my disappointing grandson?" Old Master Wen looked behind him but saw no one.

Professor Bian said casually, "Oh, he must be fighting for his love."

Huh? After recovering from a serious illness, his grandson finally moved on from his previous relationship and found his second love!

What should I do? Jiayu is coming back.

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The author has something to say: Professor Bian: Actually, if I robbed it, I robbed it. Do you think I didn’t do any anti-counterfeiting? [Question mark][Rainbow fart][Sunglasses]

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PS: I have revised the lyrics, so I won’t update today. I will update on time at 8 o’clock tomorrow night, hehe [come on][come on]!