Jiang Sulan and Jiang Kang'an's faces changed at the same time, but then they heard Tan Shujing say, "Zhiyu is busy. Now she's an imperial censor, so how can she be as indulgent as before? By the way, where have you been these days? Weren't you at the farm in the east?"
Xu Youran's attention was easily diverted. "I went to the south, and all the clothing in Shengjing was sold by those few stores. Even if I tried my best, I wouldn't be able to make a name for myself. So I thought, I should look elsewhere..."
When talking about her experiences during this period, Xu Youran talked endlessly.
Behind her, Jiang Sulan and Jiang Kangan cast admiring glances at Tan Shujing.
Tan Shujing picked up the teacup and took a sip.
This conversation continued until night.
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, illuminating the courtyard.
Xu Youran moistened her throat and said, "It's so late, and Zhiyu hasn't come back yet?"
This shouldn't be the case. With her little girl's temper, if she were to do something this far, she would definitely make a big fuss.
She raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
Jiang Sulan and Jiang Kangan found an excuse to leave halfway through, and now only she and Tan Shujing are left in the house.
Tan Shujing patted her and said, "Zhiyu is already so big, 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, but she was also a little puzzled. It had been so long, and 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. Looking at her expression, Tan Shujing knew what she was thinking: "Your father is very concerned about his reputation. He must be very angry that you haven't come back for so long and haven't sent any news home."
Xu Youran immediately understood: "I'll go and apologize right away."
Tan Shujing smiled and nodded.
Seeing her running out in a hurry, Tan Shujing's smile gradually disappeared.
I managed it this time, but what about next time?
When will the young fish wake up?
…
The noisy sounds outside faded away rapidly, and He Yanting opened his eyes only after the dizziness subsided.
What filled his eyes was a green liquid, and then after the green liquid, his eyes were filled with the curiosity of a young river fish.
He Yanting's eyes suddenly softened.
"Don't run around!"
The tone was not particularly gentle. An unpleasant-looking experimenter forcibly turned Jiang Zhiyu around and said, "This is not the place for you. Go play over there."
Following the direction of the experimenter's finger, He Yanting saw a familiar toy.
That was exactly what the master pointed out to them.
Little Jiang Zhiyu seemed to be accustomed to such an attitude. He walked to the side obediently and sat down quietly. However, he did not play with his toys. He propped his face with his little hands and watched the researchers coming and going in a hurry.
He Yanting was floating in the air.
"Have you all moved in?"
He Yanting saw Professor Jing asking others with a cold expression.
"Yes, they've all been moved 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 the experimental subjects with you," Professor Jing seemed very busy and frequently looked at the watch on his wrist.
The researcher wisely left quickly.
After the researcher left, Professor Jing stood in front of He Yanting's culture dish. After a while, he sighed softly.
…
The research progress did not seem to be going very smoothly. The broken reagents and the researcher who was pointed at and scolded occupied a large part of his memory.
Little Jiang Zhiyu curled up quietly in the corner. She didn't have a room, not even a bed. At night, when everyone left, a protective shield would cover her, and she would fall asleep wrapped in a small blanket.
He Yanting stretched out his hand. Even though he had passed his hand through Xiao Jiang Zhiyu's body countless times, he still enjoyed it.
Time passed again. One day, Professor Jing brought in a little girl who looked very much like him. She was holding a rabbit doll in her arms. She greeted the researchers happily, but the researchers avoided her gaze.
Professor Jing had her taken away. One researcher couldn't help but say, "We haven't figured out anything yet. Direct injection might..."
Professor Jing interrupted him with his hand: "She has advanced leukemia. No medicine is effective. But the vaccine at least gives her a one in ten thousand chance of survival."
Seeing that he had made up his mind, the researcher did not try to persuade him any further.
The one in ten thousand chance didn't come true. The little girl lay on the lab table, her body cold. Professor Jing's face showed no trace of sadness. He said coldly, "What other organs can be used?"
…
The experiment progressed faster and seemed to have achieved results, and the researchers all had happy faces.
During this period, Xiao Jiang Zhiyu also had many tubes of blood drawn, and his already pale face became even paler.
He Yanting's eyes were red, but he was powerless to stop it.
But during this time, Xiao Jiang Zhiyu found a mechanism that could open the glass cover. When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, she would come out by herself and go to He Yanting's culture dish, chattering away.
He Yanting in the petri dish would also respond to her.
The "Awoo, Awoo" sound sounded so cute when it came out of Jiang Zhiyu's mouth, but it sounded so awkward when it came out of her own mouth.
He Yanting guessed that Jiang Zhiyu only looked for him because this body was created with her ability, so Jiang Zhiyu had a natural affinity for him.
It’s just because this is the gentleman’s memory, and it seems that he doesn’t come here often, so he has no memory of this part.
In short, the friendship between the two was formed secretly without anyone in the laboratory noticing.
A few days later, the gentleman came.
He sat in a wheelchair and let the experimenter inject reagents into the people he brought. Among the ten people, five survived, and without exception, they all turned into zombies.
The gentleman is very happy.
After that, the laboratory was divided into two groups. One group continued to study the zombie virus, striving to convert people into zombies with zero deaths, 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.
Research on the zombie virus is almost reaching its limit, but research on purification reagents is at a standstill.
Jiang Zhiyu's ability dissipated instantly as soon as it left her body. No matter how fast they were, they couldn't match the speed of dissipation.
The blood drawn was of no use at all, and everyone was at a loss.
"Just drawing blood is useless. If we 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 hard not to collapse in such a situation. She screamed heartbreakingly and pounded on the door, but there was no response from outside. The zombie behind her had already bitten her calf and tore off a piece of flesh with one big bite.
Before the zombies ate the meat, the researchers quickly opened the door and a group of people rushed to the zombies to snatch the meat. Only one person squatted in front of Jiang Zhiyu and treated her.
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