"This new drug from Sun Pharmaceutical Group claims to be a muscle regeneration drug, but it's more appropriate to call it 'memory expansion'," He Qinglang took a sip of water and continued, "Muscle tissue is actually unable to regenerate, but this drug can stimulate the memory recovery of the injured marginal muscle tissue and fill the torn muscles at the injured site, making it close to its normal state before the injury without causing rejection reactions. For example, For example, if a person loses a piece of flesh in an accident, after using this drug, although the damaged muscle will not grow back, the muscle tissue around it will automatically fill the gap. In terms of human body modification, it is like inserting a screw into a person's arm, and the muscles around the wound will fill the gap between the screw and the human body, and regard the screw as a part of itself!"
"Except for the brain and eyes without muscle tissue, other parts that can be modified are very wide. Due to the inherent limitations of machinery, it is impossible to promote cyborgs on a large scale. It is difficult for a successfully modified super warrior to adapt to human society like a normal person, but this does not hinder the formation of a super warrior team. If the plan is successfully implemented, the United States will form the strongest special forces team in the world!" He Qinglang said, leaning back in his chair, waiting for everyone's reaction.
"The strongest in the world? It's hard to say, right? Can cyborgs throw leaves as darts?" Haolian Lingyun picked up a card and threw it out. The card flew out in a circle like a diamond-shaped dart, and "swooshed" into the handrail of the stairs more than ten meters away!
"It's hard to say. After all, cyborgs are not China's key research project. But let's not talk about whether cyborgs can throw leaves as darts, but he can definitely launch rockets at you!" He Qinglang glanced at the stair handrail that was inserted by the card, "By the way, the handrail that you damaged is made of golden nanmu, an old item from the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, and is worth about two million!"
"Are you kidding me! There was such a European-style stair handrail in the Jiajing period? Could it be that it was imported from Matteo Ricci?" Haolian Lingyun looked disdainful.
"It was originally a desk. I bought it for 20 million as a gift for Zimu. She didn't like it, so I dismantled it and made it into a stair railing! A dismantled cultural relic is worthless, but the material is genuine old nanmu with golden threads, so you only have to pay 2 million! I have an appraisal report here!" He Qinglang said as he opened his phone and showed Haolian Lingyun the cultural relic appraisal report he had stored in it.
"Okay, okay, I believe it! Let's talk about business, why did you get off on such a tangent! That... um..." Haolian Lingyun hurriedly held up He Qinglang's phone, thinking hard about a topic related to cyborgs, "Ah! Is there an upper limit to cyborgs' abilities?"
"Yes!" He Qinglang said with certainty, "For example, if you throw a cyborg into space, he will die anyway. The current cyborg technology can't even solve the problem of epidermal implants, let alone internal organ modification. Or letting a cyborg jump up and shoot down an airplane is also impossible. The extremely high air pressure will instantly squeeze his body to pieces. Of course, if there is a pure metal man, there will be no problem in this regard, but if it is a pure metal man, first of all, he is a robot, not a cyborg using a human brain. Secondly, pure metal men who can shoot down airplanes have existed for decades!"
"What is it?" Haolian Lingyun asked curiously.
"Bombs!" He Qinglang looked at Haolian Lingyun as if he was an idiot.
"..." Haolian Lingyun was mocked by the opponent and was speechless, but he was mocked for destroying the furniture worth millions of dollars of the He family. No matter how you look at it, he made a profit.
"Boss, I have found some clues about the traitor," Cao Ganjing spoke up when he saw that no one else was talking. "There is solid evidence that the gangster who kidnapped the summer camp students was secretly contacted by Yang Jisheng, and he should have been instructed by a certain family in the Eyes."
"Where is Shui Meishan?" Zhao Yulinsha asked in a hoarse voice. He miraculously remained conscious after the explosion of the Audi A6 last time, but fell from a hundred-meter-high cliff with a fire on his body, causing him to suffer severe injuries both on the surface of his body and insides. Fortunately, he jumped out of the car at the last moment and fell into the river, and the fire on his body was drowned by the river, otherwise he would have really become a mummy now.
Of course, he was not feeling well now. His whole body was covered with bandages. His badly damaged body made his strength reduced greatly. His internal energy almost disappeared, and it was impossible for him to activate the collapse force. Thunder Wrath and Pian Ruo Jinghong were also difficult to activate. Once he gathered his strength, he would feel unbearable pain all over his body, and he could only maintain it for a moment. What made him even more helpless was that he had tried many times to enter a state of meditation and contact the giant dragon on the spiritual level, but all he could see was a chaotic picture. He was surrounded by impenetrable fog, and he himself was standing in the chaos and could not sense anything.
Thinking of the time when he saw a dragon suddenly appear before his eyes when A6 exploded, he suspected that the evil dragon evil ticket in his body offset the impact of the explosion on his body, but at the same time, the evil dragon evil ticket was also severely damaged. He was really unsure whether it could recover.
He had to find an opportunity to ask Mr. Qi. I wonder if the old man could help him solve his doubts?
"Shui Meishan and the gangsters had contact with each other, but whether Yang Jisheng contacted both families at the same time, this is not certain!" Cao Ganjing replied.
"It's really a death without evidence! The crisis is far from over!" Haolian Lingyun leaned back in his chair and sighed.
"The Zhu family of Yanmen has already tried to win over other members of the Sun Group's board of directors," He Qinglang nodded. He agreed with Haolian Lingyun's point of view. "Rather than being a big tree that protects the Sun family, the Zhu family of Yanmen is the first enemy that is ready to tear its face and rob. Our He family and the Sun family still hold the majority of shares in the board of directors. The Zhu family of Yanmen cannot cause too much trouble for the time being, but there is a serious problem. I can guarantee that the shares of the He family are all in my hands, but the shares of the Sun family are not just owned by Sun Leling! If the Zhu family of Yanmen promises a large reward to other members of the Sun family and causes internal strife among the Sun family... the situation will be difficult to control! The shares held by Sun Leling and I total 42%, and the Zhu family of Yanmen still has a lot of room for operation!"
"Of course, your main task now is not to care about these, but to heal the wound. A mummy that has been burned to charcoal, no matter how I apply, the leaders of Dragon Sword will not pass the review!" He Qinglang said seriously.
"Then I finally heard a good news!" Zhao Yulin obviously didn't buy He Qinglang's account, "My injuries and burns are not serious. The main thing is that the explosion has too much impact on my internal dirt. My internal strength has been greatly dispersed. It is difficult to concentrate. I am not sure to what extent I can recover in the future."
"Well, then I will give you the instructor position I applied for! After all, you haven't been blown into a fool!" He Qinglang clapped his hands, thinking that he found a good job for Zhao Yulin.
"Get lost!" Zhao Yulin said unhappily, "I have something to trouble you with."
"What is it?" He Qinglang ignored Zhao Yulin's curses and was not affected at all.
"I want to see Mr. Qi!" Zhao Yulin said earnestly.
"This..." He Qinglang looked embarrassed, "Mr. Qi is very old and it is not convenient for him to go out, and you are seriously injured now, so it is not convenient for you to go to see him! Anyway, I will try my best. If it doesn't work, we can just make a video call!" "
Thank you!"
"Nothing! After all, you are a burden to me and I can't get rid of you even if I want to!"
...
After exchanging some ideas with each other, several people dispersed. Sun Leling came down to say hello and then left. Only Vivian and Zhao Yulin were left in the basement.
"Now there are only two of us in the whole villa, and we are in the basement, which meets the conditions for ambiguity!" Vivian moved a little closer to Zhao Yulin, "If you suddenly reach out and grab me now, I may not have time to dodge, and then you can take advantage of the situation to press on me..."
"Go and boil the medicine!"
"Yeah!"
Vivian's mood was not affected at all by the failure of seduction, at least it seemed so. She took out a bag of injections from a plastic bag, hung it on Zhao Yulin, and then carefully used a medical scale to adjust the dosage of several Chinese medicines, put them in the medicine pot and walked to the kitchen upstairs.
In fact, the underground floor is well equipped, with a living room, dining room, two bedrooms, kitchen, and bathroom. There was originally a door on the north side of the underground floor, which led to a small garden. However, He Qinglang had sealed the north door to keep Zhao Yulin's identity secret. However, it was still okay to boil medicine in the kitchen on the underground floor.
But Vivian thought that the air permeability of the underground floor was too poor. If she boiled medicine here, the smell would not dissipate and it would be very unpleasant, so she always boiled medicine in the kitchen on the upper floor.
Putting the pot of Chinese medicine on a small medicine stove, Vivian lit the fire and added firewood. It is better to boil Chinese medicine with firewood instead of gas or natural gas. This way, the medicinal properties will be better.
"Cough cough cough!" Although most of the smoke from the medicine stove was sucked away by the range hood, the small amount of smoke that escaped still made this iceberg beauty who was not interested in worldly things cough.
Half an hour later, Vivian lifted the lid of the pot. The steaming hot air indicated that the medicine soup was almost done. She took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms, uncorked it and poured the liquid inside into the medicine pot. The blood-red color of the liquid made people palpitate!
Vivian put away the porcelain bottle and stirred the medicine pot with a wooden spoon until the blood-red liquid was completely dissolved in the medicine soup. Only then did a cold and charming smile appear on the corner of her mouth.
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