Chapter 175 Liang Hongbo's Gift
The next day, the front page of almost every well-known newspaper, including the Beijing Daily and Health News, was dominated by the same person's name and the same letter.
Apology Letter
[I, Liang Hongbo, have devoted half my life to studying Western medicine, always considering myself scientifically rigorous. Yet yesterday's defeat struck me like a thunderbolt, making me realize that there are always people more skilled than oneself, and that there is always something beyond the ordinary. Ms. Bai Shu, with her miraculous acupuncture and herbal medicine, brought the incurable disease back to life in seven days. This is not witchcraft, but a treasure of Chinese medicine… I am sincerely convinced and offer my deepest apologies to Ms. Bai Shu and the entire Chinese medicine community for my past arrogant remarks.]
The letter was short, but every word was like a resounding slap in the face to everyone who had been laughing at the letter the day before.
In the conference room of Peking Union Medical College Hospital, filled with smoke, a group of experts and department heads looked at each other, holding newspapers, unable to utter a word for a long time.
"Old Liang... is he serious?"
"It's not just true, look at the wording: 'national treasure,' 'heartfelt admiration'... They're practically belittling themselves while praising that Bai Shu to the heavens!"
“I saw that scene with my own eyes, you didn’t see it. When Mrs. Zhang stood up by herself… I almost thought I was seeing a ghost! That’s something science can’t explain!”
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Xishan No. 1 Courtyard.
At 10 a.m., a guard came in to announce that Professor Liang Hongbo was requesting an audience.
Su Wantang put down the water ladle, wiped her hands, and said calmly, "Let him in."
When I saw Liang Hongbo again, he seemed to have aged ten years overnight. Gone was his entourage; he was all alone, wearing a worn-out Zhongshan suit, his hair neatly combed. But the arrogance in his eyes had been completely replaced by a complex mix of awe and dejection.
He walked into the living room and saw Su Wantang sitting in the main seat drinking tea. He paused, looking somewhat awkward.
“Bai Shu… Madam,” he said with difficulty.
Su Wantang looked up and pointed to the chair opposite her: "Professor Liang, please sit down."
Liang Hongbo didn't sit down. Instead, he bowed deeply to Su Wantang at a ninety-degree angle, as perfect as a textbook bow.
“There’s no need for that.” Su Wantang’s tone was flat.
Liang Hongbo straightened up and gave a wry smile: "It's only right. I lost, and I accept it wholeheartedly. Ms. Bai Shu, I'm here today to fulfill the second part of the bet."
As he spoke, he dismissed everyone around him, leaving only Wang Ma and Lu Jingyan standing at the doorway of the inner room.
Then, under Su Wantang's slightly surprised gaze, this figure, who was like a towering figure in the Western medicine world, straightened his clothes, bent his knees, and solemnly knelt down to perform the ancient salute of defeating a master!
"Professor Liang!" Su Wantang's voice deepened, and an invisible internal force supported his knees, preventing him from kneeling down.
Liang Hongbo was startled, feeling a gentle yet irresistible force supporting him. His gaze toward Bai Shu was filled with even greater horror.
"What are you doing?" Su Wantang put down her teacup and stood up.
“Ms. Bai Shu, no, Teacher Bai Shu!” Liang Hongbo’s face was full of excitement and piety.
“You have shown me a whole new world! It’s not some empirical ‘folk remedy,’ it’s true life science that transcends our current understanding! I, Liang Hongbo, have wasted the first half of my life! Please accept me as your student, I am willing to follow you and learn the true way of medicine!”
Su Wantang looked at him for a long time before slowly shaking her head.
"I will not take on apprentices."
Disappointment instantly filled Liang Hongbo's face.
"The path of medicine is boundless, and we are both seekers of knowledge. We can exchange ideas, but there's no need for me to be your teacher." Su Wantang sat down again and looked at him calmly.
"I accept your apology. The bet ends here."
Her composure only made Liang Hongbo feel more ashamed and respectful. He knew that she was saving face for him.
He slumped into the chair, remaining silent for a long time before, as if having made up his mind, he took something out of his briefcase.
“Professor Bai Shu, it’s your magnanimity that you don’t accept me. But I can’t leave without saying anything.” He lowered his voice. “I know that you and the Lu family have recently gotten into big trouble.”
Su Wantang's fingertips began to tap the table unconsciously.
Liang Hongbo continued, "The one who instigated me to cause trouble for you was one of my good-for-nothing students named Zhao Kai. He is the nephew of Lu Wende's wife from a collateral branch of the Lu family. After the incident failed yesterday, he... disappeared."
"Neither alive nor dead could they be found."
“I suspect that he didn’t run away, but was… silenced.”
Su Wantang's eyes finally showed a slight change.
Encouraged, Liang Hongbo steeled himself and pushed the brown paper bag in front of Su Wantang.
"Teacher, although I'm stubborn when it comes to academics, I'm not stupid. I've long suspected that someone is pulling strings behind Zhao Kai and his group."
About six months ago, Zhao Kai invited me to be a consultant for a private clinic called "Renxin Clinic" through his connections.
As soon as the words "Renxin Clinic" appeared, Su Wantang's fingers, which were tapping on the table, stopped.
Liang Hongbo didn't notice this detail and continued talking to himself:
"That clinic had better equipment than Peking Union Medical College Hospital, all imported from Europe. But their research direction was very strange. They didn't treat diseases, but instead studied how to use drugs to enhance, or even... control, people's nerves. I felt at the time that this approach was too evil and violated human ethics, so I quit after less than a month."
“But I kept an eye on it.” He pointed to the brown paper bag.
“I secretly made copies of some things. This is a list and internal number of a batch of special drugs they imported from a German pharmaceutical company through secret channels. I did a preliminary analysis, and the ingredients of these drugs… are terrifying. They seem to be used for neural forced connections and inducing mutations at the genetic level.”
Su Wantang reached out and took the brown paper bag.
Open it and take out a few sheets of paper.
Above is a series of German drug names and complex chemical formulas, with annotations in Chinese by Liang Hongbo next to them.
These things are far more in-depth and crucial than any clues she had previously uncovered!
This is practically a complete case of incriminating evidence! It directly points to the core secrets of "Eagle's Nest's" illegal human experiments in Beijing!
Su Wantang's heart was in turmoil, but her face remained calm. She knew that Liang Hongbo, this pawn pushed out by the enemy, had unexpectedly delivered a tremendous gift after she had slapped him down!
She put away the documents, looked at Liang Hongbo, and her eyes showed a hint of approval.
“Professor Liang, I happened to see your research on ‘mitochondrial energy loss in programmed cell death’.”
Liang Hongbo looked up abruptly, his face filled with shock. That was his most crucial, yet also most stagnant, research from the past few years!
“Your idea is correct,” Su Wantang said calmly, “but you’re only thinking about how to ‘block’ the loss of energy, without considering that the dissipated energy itself is also a signal. It’s better to guide than to block. Try starting with inducing the orderly transformation of energy; you might make some new discoveries.”
These few words, like a bolt of lightning, instantly cleaved through all the fog in Liang Hongbo's mind!
Prevention is worse than cure...guide and transform...
He was completely stunned, muttering to himself, his eyes growing brighter and brighter, and finally he slapped his thigh, his face flushed with excitement!
"That's right! How could I not have thought of that! How could I not have thought of that! Hahaha! It's working! It's working!"
He stood up abruptly and bowed deeply to Su Wantang again, this time with heartfelt reverence for scholarship.
"Teacher! Thank you so much for your guidance! I...I've finally understood!"
Su Wantang simply nodded slightly: "Go ahead."
Liang Hongbo was overjoyed to have found a treasure, and left happily with this idea in hand.
After seeing Liang Hongbo off, the calm on Su Wantang's face slowly faded.
evening.
When Lu Jingyan returned from the military region, he walked up to her, naturally pulled her into his arms, and lowered his head, wanting to kiss her.
"My Wan Tang, you're always so amazing."
Su Wantang reached out and pressed against his chest, handing him the brown paper bag: "Take a look at this."
Lu Jingyan took the document, glanced at it, and his expression instantly turned serious.
“Renxin Clinic…” The tenderness in his eyes was replaced by a chilling murderous intent. “The ‘Watchmaker’ moved faster than we thought.”
Su Wantang leaned against him and whispered, "This generous gift is enough to give them a hard time."
Lu Jingyan hugged her tighter, resting his chin on the top of her head, his voice deep and powerful: "Yes, I'll arrange the closing of the net."
However, no sooner had he finished speaking than the red encrypted phone on the table rang urgently.
Lu Jingyan frowned, walked over, and answered the phone.
"It's me."
"……clear."
"...Yes, I will return to the team immediately."
He only said three sentences before hanging up the phone.
Su Wantang looked at him, and her heart skipped a beat.
Lu Jingyan turned around, his expression more serious than ever before. He walked up to her, cupped her face in his hands, and looked at her with reluctance and apology in his eyes.
"Wantang, I have to go."
Where to?
"South, the border."
"Task?"
Lu Jingyan was silent for a moment before saying, "Catch snakes."
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