"psychology."
Those three words struck Professor Zheng like a hammer blow, making him realize something: "You're Qin Sheng?!"
Qin Sheng: "Hmm?"
I couldn't help but take another look at the old professor.
Her beard and hair were almost completely white, and she was probably around the same age as her grandfathers, but because she had been working for a long time, she was in pretty good condition.
Especially... their reactions are very fast?
How could you guess that?
Professor Zheng was quite embarrassed by her gaze. He subconsciously stroked his beard and awkwardly explained, "I've heard Dean Sun mention you before."
Dean Sun?
Qin Sheng thought for a moment and remembered.
Dean Sun, the dean of the School of Physics, had met Shen Mu once before in the president's office.
Qin Sheng nodded, not intending to discuss the topic further, and pointed to the area below the podium, saying, "May I go down now?"
Professor Zheng opened his mouth as if to say something, but when he turned to face the entire class of students who were looking at him and Qin Sheng with curiosity, he stopped himself from speaking.
He waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."
Qin Sheng and Pei Ling both went downstairs.
Professor Zheng flipped the PowerPoint slides back to their previous position and continued his lecture.
However, because of this incident involving Pei Ling and Qin Sheng, not only were the students distracted, but even Professor Zheng found it difficult to concentrate, making the class somewhat rushed.
After waiting for the bell to ring, Professor Zheng stopped a few students who went up to the podium to ask questions and immediately called out to Qin Sheng and Pei Ling, who were about to leave: "You two, wait!"
While talking, he didn't care about anyone else and rushed over.
The old man's anxiety was so obvious that Qin Sheng couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to. After thinking for a moment, she stopped and waited until the old man was steady and his breathing was calm before asking, "Professor Zheng, is there something you need from us?"
Professor Zheng nodded: "Yes."
He glanced around and nodded again: "Do you have time? Can we chat for a bit?"
Qin Sheng glanced at Pei Ling beside her, paused, and finally nodded: "Okay."
The three of them went to an empty classroom next door.
Professor Zheng was too old to beat around the bush with the two young girls, so as soon as they stopped, he asked directly, "I heard you have a gene-reversing drug."
Qin Sheng was taken aback by the question, not expecting it to be about this topic. She paused for a moment, then said thoughtfully, "What did Professor Song say?"
If they didn't deny it, then it must be true.
Professor Zheng's eyes lit up: "How effective is the medicine? Has it been verified? Can I have some?"
Then, realizing that his words weren't quite right, he quickly added, "I meant selling. Our physics department wants to buy some of the gene-reversing drugs you have. Is that alright?"
It wasn't that Professor Zheng didn't want to ask for it directly, but unfortunately, apart from the experimental space, all the equipment and items in Qin Sheng and Song Yi's laboratory were privately owned and furnished by Song Yi; it was his private laboratory.
Therefore, even though they all belong to the same school, and according to school regulations, laboratories in different colleges can exchange resources, he would be too embarrassed to ask for them.
Then I have no choice but to buy it.
But it's alright. Their physics department, especially their nuclear science and technology group, is quite well-funded. Buying some experimental reagents shouldn't be a problem. It's just that we don't know how effective they are...
Professor Zheng stared intently at Qin Sheng.
Qin Sheng paused for a moment under his gaze, then replied, "The first batch of medicine produced was quite effective, showing some effect on non-spontaneous external mutations."
Qin Sheng recalled the data he had obtained during this period and continued, "For cases that are not too serious and have lasted for less than two years, it is basically possible to reverse them back to their initial genes. However, if the situation is serious or has lasted for too long, the effect will be reduced, and it can only prevent the situation from getting worse."
Professor Zheng's eyes lit up: "That's enough!"
Qin Sheng looked at him thoughtfully: "Does the professor have someone like that around him?"
Professor Zheng paused for a moment, then realized he had let something slip in his excitement, and immediately cleared his throat to cover it up.
Then something came to mind: "You have people like this on your team, how did you arrive at this conclusion?"
Qin Sheng couldn't possibly tell him about those experimental subjects. Upon hearing this, she gave him a rather strange look and said, "Professor, haven't you heard of a certain kind of creature?"
"What?" Professor Zheng asked instinctively.
Qin Sheng: "A guinea pig."
Professor Zheng: "..."
All right.
He pressed his temples, stopped trying to probe further, and steered the conversation back on track: "So, could you sell me some of this medicine?"
Qin Sheng told the truth: "No, they were all fed to the lab rats."
Professor Zheng: "!!!"
So all that talking was for nothing?!
That's not the case.
A glint of malice flashed in Qin Sheng's eyes, but his expression remained as cold as ever. He said, "However, if Professor Zheng really needs it, I can take the time to make another batch."
"If you want even better results, we will conduct a second round of experiments in a while. We already have some ideas for improvement, and if all goes well, the second round of medication will be more effective and the aftereffects will be fewer."
Professor Zheng's eyes lit up even more.
But he's lived to this age and seen all sorts of things, so of course he knows there's no such thing as a free lunch.
Especially Qin Sheng, the one who said those words.
From beginning to end, the other party seemed indifferent, but now they suddenly become inexplicably enthusiastic. If you say there's nothing fishy going on, even a child wouldn't believe it.
Professor Zheng stared at her for a moment, but couldn't discern anything. He could only sigh and ask, "Tell me, what do you want?"
It's quite relaxing to talk to smart people. Qin Sheng curved her lips and said slowly, "Things that cause genetic mutations."
Professor Zheng suddenly looked up, and his slightly sagging face twitched visibly.
I almost blurted out, "How did you know?"
But she realized it in the next instant.
He couldn't help but sigh again, rubbing his forehead: "I'm getting old, I really am getting old."
The information was leaked if you weren't careful. The other person seemed young, harmless and aloof, but in reality, they were listening very carefully and were quite meticulous.
He merely said "buy some," and she immediately realized that more than one person around him needed this medicine, thus deducing that something on their side must have caused the widespread mutation.
Professor Zheng couldn't help but praise, "No wonder the deans of the four major institutes are all vying for you; you are a promising young talent."
Qin Sheng did not respond to this topic, but simply waited quietly for his answer.
Professor Zheng understood, but he didn't agree immediately. He asked Qin Sheng for her contact information and said, "I'll give you an answer before school ends tomorrow."
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