Chapter 154: Different Paths to the Same Destination
The old man's face became more alert. He stood up suddenly, feeling dizzy again and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Chen Zhuyi desperately supported him and avoided any embarrassing scene.
"You're asking about me? Girl, here, anyone who tracks me will pay the price. It's not something a young girl like you can afford."
Although he needed someone to support him even when standing, the majesty in Professor Zheng's tone had not diminished in the slightest, and even gave people a stronger feeling.
"It's not that I'm following you, I just think you're somewhat similar to Zheng Ling'er, so I asked a question." Chen Zhuyi answered lightly, with a gentle smile in his eyes, but his thoughts gradually drifted away.
When she came here today, she had been worrying about Huo Jinzhi's affairs and had no time to think about other things. But when she saw the herbs on the ground, some of the guesses in Chen Zhuyi's mind gradually surfaced.
She didn't know the old professor in front of her, but she had seen him on TV.
The old professor worked hard to develop an anti-cancer drug, and his contribution to the medical field was enormous, but his fate was snatched away by his own disciple, and the old professor died with hatred in his heart.
Zheng Ling'er had been running around outside until she was old, when she managed to regain a little reputation. However, Professor Zheng had already died. Zheng Ling'er's hair was gray at the time, and she looked like an old lady, so Chen Zhuyi couldn't tell the difference.
"Have you met Ling'er? That girl has always been lively and likes to make trouble. She is not an easy person to get along with." Professor Zheng's eyes gradually softened when he thought of his granddaughter.
"Help me sit over there."
Not far away there is a small man-made shed, which is used as a resting place for these old professors who grow herbs.
Chen Zhu nodded and helped him over. Professor Zheng couldn't wait to ask, "Girl, tell me, how can we breed mutants?"
"This method may be a little unacceptable to you..." Chen Zhuyi coughed unconsciously, his face flushed, and he felt a little ashamed.
These were all methods that Professor Zheng had painstakingly researched, but now she has to take all the credit.
"They mix in herbs that counteract it and raise it together, then stimulate its symptoms. Those that survive are all mutants. This is what I've seen in the countryside."
She blurted it out all at once. Professor Zheng frowned, genuinely thinking that this was nonsense. He was thinking in his heart. The atmosphere was quiet, giving people a sense of cold majesty, which made Chen Zhuyi dare not speak.
The two sat there in silence for a long time before they were interrupted by a distant voice calling out. Zheng Linger came trotting over: "Grandpa, it's already this late. Why are you sitting here with her instead of taking a good rest?"
"Life itself is a magical thing, as one can only survive after facing death. Girl, your theory is good. Who did you study with this time?" Professor Zheng ignored his granddaughter completely. Instead, he was weighing the truthfulness of Chen Zhuyi's words, and his eyes gradually brightened.
Zheng Linger was ignored by her grandfather and stamped her feet in anger. She quickly came over and emphasized, "You should rest well now instead of blowing the cold wind here!"
Dark clouds were gathering over the horizon, and I was afraid that a storm would come soon. The old man's body couldn't bear the constant torment.
"Thanks to this young friend, I was able to gain so much experience. What's the good of always sleeping in bed?" Professor Zheng waved his hand with a smile, still scolding Zheng Linger.
"You little bitch, have some manners and don't talk to a little girl like that!"
"Grandpa..." Zheng Linger stretched out the last syllable in dissatisfaction, directly questioning Chen Zhuyi's identity, and emphasized: "She is just a little girl from a small island by the sea. What does she know?"
She was unwilling to believe that Chen Zhuyi could make any achievements in medical skills.
Even she, who had learned from her grandfather since she was a child, worked hard on her own, and even went abroad to study medicine for several years, could only help out when she came back.
What qualifications does Chen Zhuyi have to talk so much with grandpa?
"You know so many things without anyone teaching you. Girl, are you willing to be my disciple?" Professor Zheng and Zheng Linger had completely different focuses. His eyes lit up and he decisively made the invitation.
Zheng Linger stared with her eyes wide open, almost fainting from anger. She had failed in her attempt to join her grandfather's team, but Chen Zhuyi, a loser with nothing, was personally invited by her grandfather?
"Professor Zheng, I..." Chen Zhuyi hesitated a little. If she could join, perhaps the fate of this senior would be completely changed and would be completely different from before.
But following Professor Zheng to study those anti-cancer substances was not her major, and she was a little conflicted about giving up what she loved and choosing something else.
"You're still hesitating?" Zheng Linger raised her voice and accused him, "Do you know how many college students and students who have returned from abroad want to join my grandfather's team? And you picked one of them?"
"I'm just a little smart, but I'm really not worthy of your expectations of me." Chen Zhuyi was not affected by Zheng Linger. She took a deep breath and spoke frankly.
"Besides, I have my own favorite major and I'm thinking of giving it a try. I'm not on the same page as you."
Professor Zheng's eyes were filled with disappointment, but he quickly composed himself and smiled, "We are all contributing to the development of our motherland. Although our paths may be different, we are ultimately reaching the same destination."
He reached out and patted Shen Zhuyi's shoulders twice, then slowly turned around. Another man also came over. He had a simple and honest square face, but his eyes looked a little out of place, rolling around as if he was thinking about something.
"Teacher, you are still here so late. It is really hard for us to find you. If you need anything, we will do the work for you. Just tell us what to do." Zhuang Yu spoke respectfully, with a unique scholarly air.
Professor Zheng didn't say anything, just shook his head, and Zhuang Yu helped him leave. Before leaving, he did not forget to examine Chen Zhuyi.
"If you can really get my grandfather's approval, you will be much more relaxed tomorrow. You are so stupid to miss such a good opportunity." Zheng Linger was about to leave, but she felt that Chen Zhuyi didn't realize how precious an opportunity he had turned down, so she couldn't help but sneer at him from a condescending perspective.
"Instead of wasting time on talking, you might as well focus on polishing your skills and accompany Professor Zheng to do what you should do, and don't give others the opportunity to show your kindness." Chen Zhuyi reminded calmly.
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