Nono was taken to the institute urgently.

The doctor then saw the person who had just called him.

To his surprise.

It turned out to be Duan Yuchen.

His wrists were bandaged, but his eyes were cold and aloof, and his lips were pale. It was obvious that he had not had a good rest for a long time.

Why is Duan Yuchen here?

The doctor watched him take him to the locker room next door, and hesitantly asked what he wanted to say.

Duan Yuchen is obviously an artist, right?

When did you start getting involved in this kind of thing?

Although I have heard some rumors about this young man, isn’t it a bit unreliable to say that he can cure leukemia?

Are you really not here to make money?

But how could such a person be short of money?

He even made everyone in the lab treat him with respect. Who could do that?

Having money is indeed possible.

The doctor had mixed feelings.

The young man handed him all the data and said, "Help me sort it out over the next two days. If you don't understand something, you can ask other staff members directly. The surgery will begin the day after tomorrow."

Just tell the gentleman and the little snake to bring over anything you need.

"So fast...?" Before the doctor could ask, Mr. Meng dragged him to the studio next door.

"Okay, young man, don't disturb Xiaochen. He is in a bad mood right now. Believe in his ability. He never lets anyone down. If there is anything you don't understand, tell me privately and I will help you." Old Master Meng sighed.

The doctor paused, looking at the young man, who was alone in the lab.

Nod in silence.

Holding the copy of the information just given, I looked at it.

But it seemed absurd. Duan Yuchen was so young, maybe in his early twenties? And he was made the core figure?

In their hospital, a doctor of this age probably wouldn't even have the chance to go on stage in person.

"You don't seem to believe him. Let me tell you this: guess who the author of that book that's recently been receiving attention from medical institutions around the world is."

Mr. Meng was being mysterious.

There was a hint of pride and complacency in his eyes.

"No way..."

The doctor was stunned.

Of course he had heard of that book, and he even studied it specifically, but he couldn't understand even the first few pages, let alone the rest.

result,

This was written by Duan Yuchen???

How old is he? !

The doctor was in a daze for two seconds, and suddenly remembered that it seemed that there was a saying on the Internet before that Duan Yuchen was not an ordinary person and had a close relationship with that divine man.

But who would have thought,

This is the same person!!!

The doctor was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time, and Mr. Meng was very happy watching from the side.

He liked the look of inferiority on the face of someone who was so arrogant just a moment ago.

Chenchen, yyds!

The doctor was originally a fan of Duan Yuchen's books, and it took him a long time to digest this matter.

He immediately sat down and summarized and analyzed Nono's physical condition.

When he went out, he saw the young man coming out with a document in his hand, his face pale.

Nearly twenty hours have passed since Duan Yuchen entered the research institute and began to recover data.

That is to say.

Duan Yuchen never rested from beginning to end.

The doctor instinctively stepped forward to help him, but someone was faster than him.

"Go to sleep, I'll call you when the time comes." It took Cang Chengye several days to realize how many things the child had done behind his back.

No wonder he couldn't even take out 50 million. Apart from doing charity, he invested more money directly into this.

I'm afraid there are more things I haven't told him.

Cang Chengye's heart ached. He was just one person. If he died, he died.

He didn't want A Yu to work so hard.

The boy seemed to know what he was thinking and shook his head. "Nono is very important. I would be very sorry if he couldn't grow up healthy. It's just like how you felt when you lost me. It hurts here."

He said, pointing to his heart.

After he was reborn, he didn't care about anyone except his master.

But as time went by, he got to know more people and cared about more things.

He wanted to see families who had been suffering from illness and illness relieved of their suffering.

He wants to see orphans like him have a home of their own.

I also hope that those left-behind children can have their parents with them.

I am even more looking forward to him and his husband appearing in the public eye with dignity.

He was such a coward, but he experienced so many worlds and started over again just to give himself a chance to change his future.

If he can't correct these things, then what's the point of him living?

He smiled gently.

The best Ayu in the whole world.

Tears rolled down the corners of the man's eyes. He leaned over and kissed Ah Yu's forehead, doting on her with a fatal tenderness:

"Okay, Ayu, I'll stay with you. But I beg you, can you please get some sleep? In an hour, I'll ask you, Mr., to help you look after your research results. Nothing will go wrong in an hour."

Nono is an experimental subject, so we can't be careless at all.

Mr. Meng couldn't bear to watch it any longer: "You should take a rest first. I can help you watch it."

Duan Yuchen pursed her lips, closed her eyes, leaned on the man's shoulder, and closed her eyes deeply.

The doctor watching from the side had mixed feelings.

He felt,

From the beginning to the end, I have always had misunderstandings about homosexuals.

It seems not so bad.

The words Duan Yuchen said were full of great love and joy for Cang Chengye.

They really deserve respect.

He looked at the annotations in his hand, which were handed to him by several other staff members.

The surgical procedures were described in great detail, and even he could see the care that was put into them.

"This was written for us by that kid Chenchen. They say each generation is stronger than the last, and it's absolutely true. He was worried we wouldn't understand, so he spent several nights writing the annotations. Isn't that amazing! He's like a bodhisattva."

The staff gave the highest praise they could remember.

The doctor stared blankly, seeing that all the faces were Chinese, but the equipment here was even more high-tech than those in his own hospital.

He couldn't help but ask, "Speaking of which, this place is so big. Why don't we have any foreign exchange personnel working together? Those foreign Chinese-Western integration projects..."

"Don't say that to Brother Chen's face. The last time he came back, we were short of funds and had to sign an agreement with someone from abroad to let them intervene in the treatment, but Brother Chen was furious."

A staff member put a hand to his lips, trying to stop him from saying these things. "You know what? Brother Chen said that if we can accomplish something on our own, there's no need for foreigners to interfere. We should at least make some achievements to show them that we're not that weak!"

A group of people were talking with their blood boiling.

It's all about love for one's country.