Chapter 45: Information: People from Lin City are coming
If this zombie still retains consciousness, it will definitely try every means to escape from this "devil's cave".
He drank bowl after bowl of the medicinal soup at intervals, and recorded the reactions to different drugs one by one each time in order to compare and find the best prescription.
Traditional Chinese medicine focuses on conditioning. In fact, there is no discernible therapeutic effect from one or two prescriptions of medicine. However, this is a game after all, not reality, so if you try it out, you will always get a hint.
"Senior," Qin paused for a moment before continuing, "This bowl of medicine seems to work."
The real NPC cannot see the prompts and system sounds that appear on the player interface, but Ye Xing inferred from his previous experience of watching players' game videos that the operator of "Xiao Qin" must have been clearly recognized by the system, otherwise he would not have spoken in such an affirmative tone.
Yes, although he said “seems”, the certainty in his expression made it clear that he was saying “definitely”.
"Let me see," the Chinese doctor held the zombie's head with one hand, and used his other hand to pry open the zombie's eyelids and carefully observed it. "The pupil is sensitive to light now. Perhaps it can be completely restored to its pre-illness state. It seems that vision problems are indeed the easiest symptom to recover from."
Qin also looked at the patient a few times. Although the patient's eyes were still not very clear, he did move his eyeballs in the direction of the light manipulated by his senior.
"Then I'll give you a few more injections at a few points to improve your eyesight. It's better to do both at the same time to improve efficiency." Ye Xuan took out a few small short needles, "Come on, don't be afraid. The doctor is doing this for your speedy recovery."
Although the zombies were still not very clear, they instinctively felt fear. Even if they were tied up tightly, they would still struggle hard for a few more times, which made Ye Xing look like a villain.
It's a pity that this old Chinese doctor has excellent dynamic vision. Even when the patient is unwilling to cooperate with the treatment and twists and turns wildly, he can still accurately insert each needle and never make a mistake in any acupoint.
This is professionalism.
"Done." Ye Xing looked at the zombie in front of him who had fallen into coma again and clapped his hands with satisfaction, ignoring the boy next to him who had a look of confusion and fear on his face.
Senior seems to be getting more and more scary, is this really okay?
Qin didn't dare to think too much and silently took a few more prescriptions according to the prescription he had chosen.
The city has been closed for nearly half a month. The city is almost paralyzed, water and power outages are frequent, and supplies are in short supply. It's time to send support teams from neighboring cities.
The research institute in this city will definitely hand over Qin's experimental reports and other information to the group of old stubborn people in the neighboring city. They don't trust Qin, and will not use the information even if they get it, thus wasting the young man's hard work.
Therefore, Ye Xuan planned to take the information back. Now that he was protecting the child, he could not let others bully him or trample on the fruits of his labor.
Although the city has been sealed off for some time, the Internet is not disconnected. From time to time, one can see the people in the neighboring city mocking Xiao Qin on the relevant news push. They say that the director of the local research institute did not know people well and let a confused kid be in charge of such an important project, and he deserved it if something went wrong.
What Linshi values most is qualifications. Even if you have achieved many academic achievements at a young age, your age, academic qualifications, how many projects you have participated in, and which famous experts have led you are their assessment criteria.
It doesn’t matter even if you have never published an academic paper of your own. As long as you have been recommended by a capable person, have worked as a handyman in a well-known team, or have worked hard for a few decades, they will recognize you and think you are a good candidate for scientific research.
It's really ridiculous. Xiao Qin doesn't want to be called a "seedling" when he is in his fifties or sixties. He thinks he should have grown into a big tree that blocks out the sun.
A person who becomes famous at a young age may be more likely to be a little arrogant. He is not smooth and worldly-wise, and he disdains to flatter the old people in the industry. He is straightforward and sharp as a sword. He can always hit the crux of the problem, point out the mistakes of others in one sentence, and criticize them mercilessly.
So some people can't stand him, and they mock, frame and slander him openly or secretly, as if they can ascend to heaven by driving him out of power, and they don't want to think about the real problem at all.
Ye Xing did not want the young man to be influenced by the unhealthy trends in the industry. He just wanted him to be able to do scientific research peacefully and make useful contributions to society, humanity and the world.
This is the person he wants to protect, not just because he is the protagonist of the script.
"Xiao Qin," Ye Xuan thought for a moment and decided not to tell the other party about his plan. "I'm going out for a while. You take care of the patient and protect yourself."
"Got it, senior." Qin didn't ask him why he suddenly wanted to go out. After all, the senior must have his own considerations for doing so.
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The people from the Linshi Research Institute came very low-key this time. They did not publicize in the media in advance that a certain expert was visiting in person to take over the work, nor did they hold a speech to talk about the prospects of scientific research. Instead, a small team drove to the vicinity of the city gate and stopped.
"Old Dean, why don't you get out of the car and get some fresh air first?" A middle-aged man said to the white-haired old man sitting in the back seat with a flattering smile, "I think those people are really unpunctual. We have been here for a long time and no one has come to greet us. It's really outrageous. It doesn't matter to us young people, but how can they delay such an important person like you?"
"Old Xu, don't talk too much," the person in the driver's seat reminded the middle-aged man, "The old dean needs to rest."
"By the way," the man called Lao Xu couldn't stop talking, "We set out early this morning and were exhausted from the long journey. We didn't expect that after finally arriving, there was no one to meet us. It was an honor for them to have a master like the old dean come to give them personal guidance, but they dared to neglect it - it turned out that they didn't know the rules as the director said, otherwise nothing would have happened..."
The old dean obviously didn't want to continue listening to his nagging, and said to the driver's seat, "Xiao Ma, go down with me for a walk, Xiao Xu, you just stay in the car."
Xiao Ma turned off the engine and got out of the car, then opened the door for the old man: "Get out slowly, I'll help you."
After the car door was closed, Xiao Ma seemed to still be able to hear Lao Xu's incessant voice in the car coming through the half-open window. That chatterbox never stopped talking, and even when he was talking to himself he could talk for half a day without a break.
However, it was precisely because of this that he was asked to follow this time. Xiao Ma was not good at speaking, and the old dean was too old to deal with it, so he still had to rely on Old Xu to deal with the project negotiations.
"The air here is good." The old dean felt quieter and his mood improved.
Xiao Ma hesitated for a moment and said, "It has been ten days since the traffic was blocked, so it will be better."
He didn't know if his words were inappropriate. The old man showed an expression that said "the good atmosphere has been ruined by you", which made him feel a little embarrassed.
Old Xu's words were actually quite exaggerated. They had just arrived and earlier than the scheduled time. There was no intention for the other party to be late on purpose.
Xiao Ma's eyesight was close to perfect. He saw several people walking towards them from a distance. They should be the researchers who were handing over their work.
"Ah, the old dean has come to visit our city in person, which makes our small research institute shine!" Xiao Ma couldn't help but laugh at the director's exaggerated tone. Fortunately, no one noticed him. "I apologize for not welcoming you from afar and not entertaining you well."
"Xiao Ma, call Xiao Xu over." The old man didn't pay much attention to the director opposite him. He waved his hand and sent his subordinates to call someone.
"Yeah, okay." Xiao Ma didn't care that the smile on the other director's face was gradually falling, and walked straight towards the car.
Ye Xuan had been standing here for a long time with the real NPC in stealth mode. He even finished a bag of melon seeds he bought from the mall. He smacked his lips and felt a little thirsty.
So after procrastinating for so long, when can this group of people start handing over their work? How can he snatch it if they don’t hand over the information?
Naturally, other people would not have thought that there was someone watching all this in the dark. They all focused their attention on the handover of the drug research project, each with their own ulterior motives.
Old Xu staggered out of the car and greeted the director. "Oh, it seems that your institute really values us. You actually let the director come to pick us up in person. You really gave us a lot of face."
The director looked at his careless appearance and finally couldn't keep up his fake smile. He frowned and asked, "Who is this?"
Old Xu waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't take me, a nobody, to heart. After all, I'm not a 'genius' like Qin, so I'm not worthy of your attention."
Speaking of Qin, it really hit the director's sore spot. Ye Xing looked at the director's gradually rising anger and shook his head.
People who hold different opinions often dislike each other, but for the sake of immediate interests they have to endure. It is unknown how many times the director can hold on.
He finally understood that the "main force" sent by Lin City this time was probably Old Xu. He could speak without restraint because he had no proper status or title. The old dean was just a background board to support him.
Ye Xuan believed that the director would not fail to see such a simple thing, and he was looking forward to the next reactions of both parties.
On the surface, Qin's information is an important part of the research, but everyone knows that people in Lin City will not use Qin's results to slap themselves in the face, so what was transferred was indeed only the project itself.
However, since they have agreed to transfer the project completely to the other party, the research institute in this city can no longer keep Qin's research materials. So regardless of whether the other party needs it or not, they have to submit all the relevant information together. This is the purpose of Ye Xuan's trip.
This is the part that both parties no longer value, and it will be transferred at the first meeting in order to win the trust of the partner. In his eyes, this is tantamount to a "sacrifice" of Xiao Qin's hard work.
The director asked someone to bring up a box: "Speaking of him, here are his research materials when he was still in the institute. I hope it can be helpful to you."
The old dean motioned to Xiao Ma to take the box, but he never expected that at this moment a figure would suddenly rush forward and snatch the suitcase away.
The director could no longer hide his shock in his eyes: "It's you?!"
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