491 Transplantation, the pursuit of immortality
"How can there be no difference? This is an advancement in medical technology, and more can be derived from it, such as heart, liver, and lung transplants. As long as it is successful, when you are old, you can replace the heart and lungs with those of young people, which can extend your life. Although it is not immortality, it can extend your life by dozens or even hundreds of years."
The eyes of the Valley Master of Divine Doctors glowed with blazing light. He did not notice Feng Qingchen's expression change, and he was talking excitedly: "Feng Qingchen, seeing that you cured Wang Jinling's eyes and Xiling Tianyu's leg disease, I knew that you are quite knowledgeable in this area. Come back to Divine Doctors Valley with me. I have many patients there, and many medicine practitioners to do research for you. As long as we succeed, we can become famous for all eternity."
"No, you can't do this..." The more Feng Qingchen listened, the uglier his expression became. His eyes widened as he looked at the master of the Divine Doctor Valley with eyes full of horror and fear.
"Feng Qingchen, what's wrong with you?" The master of the Divine Doctor Valley was puzzled. He held Feng Qingchen's hands, but found that her hands were ice-cold without a trace of warmth.
"Ah..." Feng Qingchen screamed, pushed the master of the Divine Doctor Valley away, and kept backing away. She looked like she was extremely frightened.
The master of the Divine Doctor Valley was puzzled. He had not said anything wrong, but seeing Feng Qingchen's defensive expression, he did not dare to step forward.
When the Ninth Prince came in, he saw Feng Qingchen huddled in a corner with a look of fear on his face, as if he had been extremely frightened...
The Ninth Prince's face changed, and he quickly stepped forward, waved away the Master of the Divine Doctor Valley, and held Feng Qingchen in his arms. During the month he lived in the West District courtyard, the Ninth Prince's greatest interest was to hold Feng Qingchen in his arms. Unfortunately...
The people around Feng Qingchen guarded against him like a wolf. In addition, after he recovered from his illness, he was busy with official duties and lived in a small courtyard in the West District for a month. He didn't have many opportunities to hold Feng Qingchen in his arms.
Of course, when they had some free time occasionally, Feng Qingchen would be like an ice cube, letting him hold her in silence. He was not good at coaxing women, and he didn't know how he had offended Feng Qingchen. After a month, there was no progress between the two of them.
Today, I finally got everyone away and found some time to visit Feng Qingchen, but I didn't want to see this scene.
Feng Qingchen did not raise her head stiffly as usual. The moment the Ninth Prince hugged her, she buried her head in his arms and cried quietly.
"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything."
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here." Although the Ninth Prince was happy that Feng Qingchen had finally softened, he was more worried about Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen was not usually like this: "Feng Qingchen, tell me what happened.
“Wuwuwu…” Feng Qingchen grabbed Dong Lingjiu’s clothes and cried without saying a word.
The Ninth Prince did not dare to force the question, so he had to ask the Master of the Valley of Divine Doctors. However, the Master of the Valley of Divine Doctors would give face to Feng Qingchen but not to Dong Lingjiu. Besides, he did not understand why Feng Qingchen was crying for no reason. With a flick of his sleeves, the Master of the Valley of Divine Doctors snorted coldly and left.
Feng Qingchen was crying so hard that she couldn't breathe. The Ninth Prince had no choice but to comfort Feng Qingchen first. He carried Feng Qingchen into the room and made a gesture to the shadow guards in the dark, indicating that they should keep guard and no one could come in.
It had been a month and a half, and he had finally gotten the chance to be alone with Feng Qingchen. Was it easy?
The Ninth Prince placed Feng Qingchen on the bed, wrung out a handkerchief, and clumsily wiped the tear marks on Feng Qingchen's face. Of course, he did not spare the neck either. It must be said that the medicine of the master of the Divine Doctor Valley was absolutely top-grade. However, in just one month, the scar on Feng Qingchen's neck had faded a lot and was not obvious unless you looked closely.
The Ninth Prince rubbed the wound back and forth with his fingertips. When he saw the scar on Feng Qingchen's neck, he felt guilty. He swore that no matter what method he used, he would make the skin on Feng Qingchen's neck intact.
After crying for a while, Feng Qingchen's emotions had calmed down. She said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I just lost my composure." She seldom cried so unrestrainedly. It was really the words of the Master of the Divine Doctor Valley that aroused the panic and fear in her heart.
"You don't need to say sorry in front of me. Now can you tell me why you were crying just now?" The Ninth Prince sat on the edge of the bed, with his big, broad hands covering Feng Qingchen's cheeks. Uh... he felt very fatherly, at least Feng Qingchen thought so.
Ahem, Feng Qingchen concealed her embarrassment. When she heard the Ninth Prince mention what happened just now, she became depressed. Feng Qingchen knew that if the Ninth Prince wanted to investigate, he would definitely be able to find the conversation between her and the master of the Valley of Divine Doctors, so she did not hide it and repeated it.
"Are you afraid that you will become a tool for the emperors and nobles to prolong their lives?" The Ninth Prince quickly grasped the key point.
The proposal of the Valley Master of the Divine Doctor Valley is very bold, but if it really succeeds, it will definitely drive the emperor and the powerful crazy. The higher the position and the more powerful the person is, the more they fear death, and the more they want to live forever.
Feng Qingchen nodded, her eyes, washed by tears, flashing with inexplicable sadness.
She had already done this once, and her hands were stained with the blood of innocent people.
"Don't worry, I'm here, no one will dare to treat you as a tool." The Ninth Prince didn't know what happened to Feng Qingchen, but judging from her appearance, she must have experienced something, otherwise Feng Qingchen's eyes would not be so complicated and sad.
"What about you? Don't you want to live a hundred years?" Feng Qingchen's eyes were vague, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became ethereal and disappeared.
It was very difficult to achieve this in ancient times, but it is not difficult to do so in modern times. She was once deceived by the medical authority she admired into a research institute that was doing research on living organ transplantation and cultivation.
They place batches of human organs in culture medium and use various drugs to cultivate and transform them so that they can be compatible with the bodies of the people who are going to receive the organs and will not cause rejection.
At first she thought this was a research for the benefit of mankind. With this research, organ rejection can be reduced and the success rate of transplantation can be increased. However...
When she accidentally broke into the basement of the research institute, she realized that those organs contained in culture medium were all taken from living people. The living people were emptied of their internal organs and thrown into the crematorium in the next second.
Those people fell at her feet, crying and begging her to let them go. They didn't want to die, and they didn't want to have their organs removed while they were still alive.
But what about her? She turned and ran away in fear, unable to do anything...
The institute does not provide medicine for ordinary people. It serves international bigwigs and powerful people by removing their old organs and replacing them with young and more energetic organs in order to prolong their lifespan.
Immortality is an eternal topic. From Qin Shihuang to the present, no one in a high position of power can ignore its significance.
She thought she had buried this experience, but she hadn't...
The words of the Valley Master of the Divine Doctor Valley brought out the thing she feared most.
She was afraid, afraid that she would go back to those days and take the lives of innocent people for the sake of the powerful...