Chapter 596 Memory
Jiang Sulan and Jiang Kangan's faces changed at the same time, but they heard Tan Shujing say: "Zhiyu is busy, now it's all history, how can we indulge ourselves like before? By the way, where did you go during this period? Wasn't it in the manor in the east?"
Xu Youran's attention was easily diverted: "I went to the south, and the clothes in Shengjing were all bought by those families. I couldn't do anything even if I tried, so I thought about going somewhere else..."
When talking about her experience during this period, Xu Youran talked endlessly.
Behind her, Jiang Sulan and Jiang Kangan cast an admiring look at Tan Shujing.
Tan Shujing picked up the teacup and took a sip.
This talk lasted until the night.
The bright moon was hanging high in the sky, illuminating the courtyard.
Xu Youran moistened her throat and spoke: "It's so late, Zhiyu hasn't come back yet?"
This shouldn't happen. With her little daughter's temper, she would definitely make a scene if she did this.
She raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
Jiang Sulan and Jiang Kang'an found excuses to leave halfway through, and now only she and Tan Shujing were left in the room.
Tan Shujing patted her on the shoulder: "Zhiyu is so old now, there's no need for you to worry about him. Think about it, besides Zhiyu, who else have you not seen?"
"Dad," Xu Youran said without hesitation, and at the same time she was a little puzzled. It had been so long, the news of her return must have reached her father's ears, but why didn't he come?
No one knows a daughter better than her mother. Seeing her expression, Tan Shujing knew what she was thinking: "Your father cares most about his reputation. You haven't come back for so long and haven't sent a message to the family. He must be angry."
Xu Youran understood immediately: "I'll go and apologize now."
Tan Shujing smiled and nodded.
Seeing her rushing out, Tan Shujing's smile disappeared a little.
This time it's over, but what about the next time?
When will Zhiyu wake up?
...
The noisy sounds outside faded quickly, and when the dizziness subsided, He Yanting opened his eyes.
What filled his eyes was green liquid, and then after the green liquid, his eyes were filled with the curiosity of young Jiang Zhiyu.
He Yanting's eyes softened suddenly.
"Don't run around!"
The tone was not very gentle. An experimenter with an unpleasant face forced Jiang Zhiyu to turn around: "This is not the place for you to stay, go and play over there."
Following the direction of the experimenter's finger, He Yanting saw a familiar toy.
It was the one that the teacher pointed out to them.
Little Jiang Zhiyu seemed to be accustomed to such an attitude. He walked to the side very obediently and sat down quietly, but he did not play with the toys. He propped his face with his little hands and watched the researchers who came and went in a hurry.
He Yanting floated in the air.
"Have you moved everything here?"
He Yanting saw Professor Jing asking others with an indifferent expression.
"Yes, we have moved everything here, but there are a few instruments that we didn't have time to take away when the landslide happened..."
"Don't worry about that kind of thing, just take the data and experimental subjects with you," Professor Jing seemed very busy and frequently looked at the watch on his wrist.
The researcher left tactfully.
After the researcher left, Professor Jing stood in front of He Yanting's culture dish. After a while, he sighed.
...
The research progress did not seem to be very smooth. The broken reagents and the researcher who was pointed at and scolded occupied a large part of his memory.
Xiao Jiang Zhiyu curled up quietly in the corner. She did not have a room, not even a bed. At night, when everyone left, a shield would cover her inside, and she would fall asleep wrapped in a small blanket.
He Yanting stretched out his hand, and although he passed through Xiao Jiang Zhiyu countless times, he still enjoyed it.
Time passed again. On this day, Professor Jing brought a little girl who looked very much like him. She was holding a rabbit doll in her arms. She was very happy to greet the researchers, but the researchers avoided her gaze.
Professor Jing asked someone to take her away. One researcher couldn't bear to speak: "We haven't figured out anything yet. Maybe we can just inject her..."
Professor Jing stretched out his hand to interrupt him: "She has advanced leukemia. No medicine can cure her. Vaccination at least has a one in ten thousand chance."
Seeing that he had made up his mind, the researchers stopped trying to persuade him.
The one in ten thousand chance did not come true. The little girl lay on the laboratory table with a cold body. Professor Jing didn't look very sad. He said coldly: "What other organs can be used?"
...
The progress of the experiment accelerated, and it seemed to have achieved results. The researchers were all beaming with joy.
During this period, Jiang Zhiyu also had a lot of blood drawn from her, and her already pale face became even paler.
He Yanting's eyes were red, but he was powerless to stop her.
But during this time, Jiang Zhiyu found a mechanism that allowed her to open the glass cover. When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, she would come out by herself and chatter in front of He Yanting's culture dish.
He Yanting in the culture dish would also respond to her.
The howling sound was so cute when it came out of Jiang Zhiyu's mouth, but it sounded awkward when it came out of his own mouth.
He Yanting guessed that Jiang Zhiyu only looked for him because this body was made with her ability, so Jiang Zhiyu had a natural affinity for him.
It's just because this is the memory of the gentleman, and it seems that he doesn't come here often, so there is no memory of this part.
Anyway, the friendship between the two was secretly formed, and no one in the laboratory noticed.
A few days later, the gentleman came.
He sat in a wheelchair and let the experimenter inject the test agent into the people he brought. Among the ten people, five survived, and without exception, they all turned into zombies.
The gentleman was very happy.
After that, the laboratory was divided into two groups. One group continued to study the zombie virus, striving for zero deaths to turn people into zombies, and the other group began to study how to purify the zombie virus.
They drew blood more and more frequently, not only from Jiang Zhiyu, but also from him.
The research on the zombie virus has almost reached its peak, but the research on the purification reagent has been at a standstill.
Jiang Zhiyu's ability dissipated instantly as soon as it left her body, and no matter how fast they were, they could not keep up with the speed of dissipation.
The blood drawn out was useless, and everyone was at a standstill.
"Drawing blood alone is useless, if you add flesh and blood..."
Professor Jing's words seemed to turn on a switch. The next day, Jiang Zhiyu was locked up alone with the zombies.
Even for someone as calm as her, it was difficult not to collapse in the face of such a situation. She screamed heartbreakingly and pounded on the door, but there was no response from outside the door. The zombie behind her had already bitten her calf and tore off a piece of flesh with a big mouth.
Before the zombie ate the meat, the researchers quickly opened the door and a bunch of people rushed to the zombie to grab the meat. Only one person half-knelt in front of Jiang Zhiyu to treat her.