Chapter 5: Be proud or buy a cemetery.
The establishment and sale of private laboratories in China are very cautious and strict. Even Wenxun cannot get a high-end laboratory with complete equipment in a short period of time, but if it is just renting or borrowing it temporarily, it will be much easier.
In fact, many domestic universities and research institutions provide laboratory rental services. With the development of the Internet, there are even special online platforms for rental reservations. Wen Xun mobilized his connections and soon rented a laboratory at the School of Life Sciences of Peking University.
In fact, the best cancer laboratories in the country are all under the names of hospitals affiliated with major universities. They are led by the country's top oncology experts and are not easily loaned out. Even Wen Xun does not have such extraordinary abilities.
But Bian Ling was not picky about this. After all, before entering the base research institute, he was doing zombie research at home.
"Your phone keeps ringing, why don't you answer it?"
After being discharged from the hospital, Bian Ling did not move back to the basement. Instead, he moved into a five-star hotel amid the system's screams. Although the system strongly opposed using the Shen family's card, it was of no use.
How should I put it? The system has been so angry that it hasn't been online for three days, and of course it no longer helps Bian Ling deal with the problems in that crappy job.
"Oh? Don't you think the ringtone I set is nice?" Bian Ling raised the phone next to him, "Mr. Wen, I skipped work to save your life."
Wen Xun: ...
"Is Mr. Wen wondering why I haven't resigned yet?"
The phone stopped ringing abruptly, and Bian Ling put it down with a bit of boredom: "Resigning is so boring. The equipment sales project I submitted hasn't even been promoted yet. I'm not the kind of person who gives up halfway."
Wen Xun began to sympathize with the boss who dared to make things difficult for Bian Ling. What kind of look was that? He was picking on such a hard persimmon to squeeze. This wasn't a grip strength competition. "What did you do?"
"I just gave the client's medical device company some minor suggestions for improvement."
Wen Xun: ...I understand. Solve the problem directly at the source.
He was silent for a moment. It was really difficult to connect the current Bian Ling with the Bian Ling in the information. Not to mention his abilities, the mental state displayed by Bian Ling now did not seem like that of a person who would swallow his anger after having his admission to graduate school quota snatched away.
Did the School of Life Sciences of Ningbo University save Bian Ling's life? But then again, if Bian Ling really had the ability to save his life, why would he have fallen to such a state?
"Why are you looking at me like that, Mr. Wen? Do you think I've been possessed by someone else?" Bian Ling leaned back in the back seat with his head tilted. While this body didn't have any major issues, it did have a ton of minor ones. If he had a choice, he definitely wouldn't choose something this bad. After all, he'd already had enough of his frail body. "Congratulations, you guessed right~"
When Wen Xun heard this, he felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness. "If you can possess other people's bodies, shouldn't you be able to cure my illness with just a wave of your hand?"
Bian Ling said calmly: "Oh, yes, I'm sorry, I'm a failed body snatcher."
...For the first time, Wen Xun realized that he couldn't talk to everyone. Or was it that there was a generation gap between him and the young people of today?
"Mr. Wen, do you know what my major was in college?"
“Bioengineering.”
"That's right. To be more precise, it's biological genetic engineering. The most basic thing is to obtain the means to transfer and express the target cell genes. So when we get to the laboratory, we will need Mr. Wen's cooperation."
He suddenly became professional: "Cooperate with what?"
"Draw blood, take samples, and do some genetic testing on cancer cells." It just so happens that I can get familiar with the scientific research equipment in this world.
"I've done all these reports in advance. Do you think there's any problem?"
Bian Ling turned his head, fiddling with his phone. "What's up? Mr. Wen is planning to give up business and study medicine? You're asking so many questions now. Why not just wait until we get there and see the results directly?"
This is a very arrogant person at heart, not in how he treats people, but in his pride. Putting aside the investigation report that was completely inconsistent with the actual facts, Wen Xun couldn't help but have more confidence in Bian Ling.
It is summer vacation now, and there are not many students on the Kyoto University campus except for visitors. Bian Ling looked at the bustling and peaceful university campus with interest, and couldn't help sighing in his heart that it is indeed a peaceful era.
Wen Xun, however, thought that Bian Ling had the deep-seated yearning for top universities among Chinese people. To be honest, with Bian Ling's intelligence, if he had not been taken away by the wrong parents since childhood, he would definitely have been admitted to Peking University. Perhaps he would have been a graduate student at Peking University now, and his place in Ningbo University would not have been snatched away by some random person.
After all, the Shen family is a well-known family, and the child was not born in a remote area. How could the child be swapped so easily?
"You must be Mr. Wen, right? My name is Huang Yong, and I'm Professor Ding Dashan's student. My teacher asked me to wait for you here. Here's the lab key and password. I'll take you in right away."
Ding Dashan is a master in bioengineering. A professor of this level naturally has many laboratories of various sizes under his name. Some of the less advanced equipment will be left vacant and occasionally loaned to people outside the school. Of course, the usage fee is actually not low, which is considered a good income.
Wen Xun didn't have much of anything except a lot of money, and the laboratory equipment he borrowed was very new. Huang Yong saw that the two men didn't need his help, so he quickly left tactfully.
"Then let's get started."
After putting on the white lab coat, Bian Ling's whole temperament became more reserved. His overly long hair was tied behind his head, and the somewhat rigid black-framed glasses made him look extremely professional. After completing the cooperation, Wen Xun was about to leave, but after thinking about it, he stayed.
Bian Ling pretends that people don't exist, and once he gets into work mode, he can be the most emotionally stable person in the world.
The equipment in the biology labs was generally comparable, with imported, high-end instruments being more sophisticated at best. For Professor Bian, who had rarely used "good stuff," this was more than enough. Scientific research in the apocalypse was inherently "barbaric," and by that world's standards, he was more of a "crowd scientist." Furthermore, the most valuable asset in a biology lab was the researchers who could produce results, not the cold, high-end equipment.
Bian Ling methodically familiarized himself with these slightly different experimental equipment, and soon the genetic test report of Wen Yuandatou was freshly released.
"Let's take a look."
"So fast?" Wen Xun couldn't help but feel a little surprised. "What is this numerical curve?"
"Well, it's a little troublesome to explain, and I don't really want to." If it were an expert, it would be fine, but Wen Xun was obviously an outsider. "How about forget it, let's go buy a cemetery together."
Wen Xun: "...You can't?"
"Simply put, it's a comparison of the genetic chains of your immune system... and the cancer cells. The reason your cancer cells are metastasizing so quickly is because your immune system is increasingly escaping it. I need to strengthen your immune defenses. There's a term for it called gene editing technology. Have you heard of it, Mr. Wen?"
Wen Xun felt his heartbeat was a little irregular: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"Look, you don't believe me even though I told you, so let's just go buy a cemetery plot."
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Shen Xi'an is the youngest son of the Shen family. He has not only his eldest brother Shen Yuchuan, but also his second sister Shen Shujing. No matter how the family business is passed down, it will never be his turn. He has no interest in business, so he entered the entertainment industry before graduating from university and happened to catch the star-making craze in the industry. He debuted from a talent show and later switched to being an actor. He became popular last year with the ancient idol drama "With You" and is now also a second-tier actor in the entertainment industry.
Unfortunately, the dramas aired this year were not very popular. Although fans are still working hard to collect data, this is not a long-term solution. Shen Xi'an is an ambitious person. He certainly does not want to stop here and be a "top-tier star" limited to fans.
"Are there no better scripts?" Chen Xi'an threw the stack of scripts in his hand onto the coffee table in annoyance, his face showing obvious impatience. "What kind of garbage is this? How dare you bring it to me?"
Shen Xi'an's agency contract was with the well-known entertainment company Ai Shang. Initially, he wasn't qualified to sign an A-level artist contract, but the Shen family found a way for him, on the condition that he wasn't allowed to debut as the son of the Shen family. The reason was simple: Shen Jianghai didn't want to have a son who was an actor.
Therefore, apart from Ai Shang’s senior management and his agent Sister Lin, few people know that Shen Xi’an comes from a wealthy family and is the youngest son of the chairman of the daily chemical giant Rongshan Group.
Because Sister Lin knew the truth, she could only coax the ancestor: "The industry is not doing well now. If these books are polished well, there is still hope that they will become popular."
"Polish? Why don't you polish one for me that will become a big hit!" Chen Xi'an sneered, "These directors and screenwriters are not as famous as me. Do you want me to carry their sedan chair?"
Chen Xi'an has a gentle and handsome appearance, and he has the temperament brought up by a wealthy family. Fans have always regarded him as a rare noble young man in the entertainment industry. His external image is also cheerful and good-tempered, but Sister Lin knows how bad his temper is in private. What can she do? Money is hard to earn.
"Then I'll help you screen it again."
Chen Xi'an's expression brightened slightly. "I heard that Director Li Guo's new drama is about to start filming, and there's still a role for the young emperor that hasn't been decided yet?"
Sister Lin: ...This money is too hard to earn. Don’t you look at your own acting skills? Director Li is famous for his high standards in the industry. How can he look down on you?
"Please help me contact them. I need to go for an audition."
Sister Lin: ...Me? How can I contact you?
Sister Lin wanted to say something else, but Shen Xi'an didn't want to listen anymore. This useless agent can't do anything. When will he be able to become a top-tier agent? Looking at Sister Lin's back as she left, his eyes couldn't help but darken.
If it were in the past, he could afford to wait, but now he...can't just sit there and wait for death.
Instead of gambling on his parents' sincerity, he must tie himself firmly to the Shen family's big ship. Even if Bian Ling gets his parents' approval in the future, his position will not be shaken in the slightest.
It just so happened that new media and live-streaming shopping have become popular in the past two years, and my father had intended to reveal his identity to promote products for Rongshan Group. He was originally reluctant, thinking that selling daily chemical products through live-streaming would affect his image as a nobleman, but now this is the best way.
Wanting to be here, Shen Xi'an took out his mobile phone and made a call.
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[Bug caught] Professor Bian: ... Saving people is so troublesome, it's more convenient to treat them as dead [scatter flowers][scatter flowers]!
PS: All the biological knowledge in the article cannot withstand any scrutiny. Please ask professionals to take your brains off before reading it. Thank you.
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