Chapter 213 Inviting the Enemy into the Trap
Gu Baobao's achievement, named Sample Zero, was presented and demonstrated in the highest-level conference room, and finally sealed in a temperature-controlled chamber made of special alloy with a self-destruct device and multiple combination locks.
When the several white-haired experts who participated in the demonstration walked out of the conference room, their fingers were still trembling slightly, whether from excitement or shock, it was hard to tell.
"The younger generation is truly formidable...the younger generation is indeed formidable!"
An elderly academician specializing in biochemistry, sitting in his jeep on his way home, couldn't help but repeatedly mutter to his accompanying assistant,
"That idea...that design...it's like giving molecules eyes and brains! And yet it still conforms to the most basic laws of chemistry! Genius, truly a genius!"
The assistant whispered a reminder:
"Teacher, discipline..."
The old academician suddenly stopped talking, patted his mouth, but his eyes remained bright.
He knew that he had witnessed the birth of something that could change the rules of future games.
Although its first application was destined to be clandestine.
Sample No. 0 itself was classified as top secret, and no more than ten people in the entire country knew its full details.
But legends about it have begun to quietly emerge in some carefully designed, seemingly inconspicuous corners, like undercurrents beneath the ice in early spring.
It first appeared in a high-level internal medical research briefing, using extremely brief and even somewhat vague language.
It was mentioned that a young expert had made a breakthrough in the modernization of traditional health-preserving formulas, and that the purification and stability research of related active ingredients had reached the international leading level.
Without a name or specific achievements, this short sentence contains enough information to cause a stir in the eyes of those in the know.
The briefing has a limited readership, but it's sufficient.
Because there are always some unintentional channels through which specific information can reach the ears of specific people.
Almost simultaneously, an intriguing rumor began to spread in the international black market for medicinal herbs and rare biological products.
It's said that the information came from a well-informed broker in Hong Kong, who claimed that the mainland seems to have acquired something extraordinary.
It is very likely an upgraded version of the health-preserving pill that caused a sensation at the last Paris exhibition. It is said to be several times more effective and has excellent stability.
The rumors were presented in a detailed and detailed manner, even mentioning several professional terms such as cell activity activation rate and metabolic waste removal effect, which made the rumors sound more credible.
Rumors spread rapidly, like oil dripping onto water.
Some well-known international pharmaceutical companies, research institutions, and even special departments in certain countries have begun to inquire about the matter, either openly or covertly.
Inquiries are made under the guise of diplomatic channels, business contacts, or even academic exchanges, using polite language, but the intentions are obvious:
cooperate?
Buy?
Technology exchange?
Those with a good attitude were politely but firmly informed:
"This is the result of independent research by Chinese researchers, and we are not considering international cooperation at this time."
Those who are arrogant and even condescending, hoping to get a bargain, will receive even colder replies.
On the surface, Gu Baobao and Lu Zhanming's lives seem to have returned to a regular normalcy.
Every morning, Lu Zhanming drives Gu Baobao to the hospital.
Gu Baobao would carefully check on her grandparents' recovery, massage their limbs, wipe their bodies with warm water mixed with spiritual spring water, and adjust the medicinal diet formula.
The two elderly people are getting better day by day. They are already able to do some simple activities in bed. Their faces are rosy, their eyes are bright, and they can hold their granddaughter's hand and talk for a long time.
Grandpa's chest pain has greatly lessened, and he is now able to sit up against the headboard, read the newspaper, and occasionally crack a joke with the doctor during rounds.
Gu Jianqiang and Li Fenfang recovered faster.
Li Fenfang's right arm was in a cast, but she was full of energy and had already started thinking about the plots of land in the courtyard that had been turned over, wondering what to plant in the spring.
Gu Jianqiang still has some lingering pain at the site of his rib fracture, but it's not a serious problem anymore. He walks slowly around the ward every day, looking out the window and thinking about the farm work back home.
The gauze on Gu Dongguo's head was removed, leaving a shallow scar. The cast on his arm was also replaced with a lighter fixator. He couldn't stay idle and had already started helping Lu Zhanming with some security-related liaison matters.
The hospital's intensive care unit was unusually quiet.
Apart from medical staff and a very small number of relatives who have been strictly vetted, no other unauthorized personnel are allowed to enter.
The patients' family members or caregivers who occasionally walked through the corridor all looked on with extra vigilance.
In the afternoon, Gu Baobao and Lu Zhanming will return to the Houhai courtyard house.
The courtyard gate was always tightly closed. In the specially secure office converted from the rear building, the faint beeping of the radio could be heard, and people coming and going had serious expressions and hurried steps.
In the backyard, the side room that Gu Baobao used as a research lab had its doors and windows tightly closed, the curtains drawn shut, and armed guards on duty at the door 24 hours a day.
Anyone who sees it knows that what's inside is not simple.
Gu Baobao sometimes goes inside and stays for several hours.
More often than not, she would be in the living room or study of the main house, flipping through documents, writing and drawing, or simply staring blankly at the bare pomegranate tree outside the window.
Lu Zhanming was busy running around, answering phone calls, listening to reports, and making arrangements.
The two didn't talk much, but a glance or a gesture was enough for them to understand each other.
This seemingly relaxed yet subtly disciplined lifestyle lasted for about half a month.
In the past two weeks, the international winds have blown even stronger.
First, a second-rate French medical tabloid, known for its well-informed sources, published a report based on hearsay.
According to reliable sources, the ancient Eastern country has made a mysterious breakthrough in the field of life sciences, and its achievement may stem from an amazing improvement on some ancient formula.
The report was written in a vague and ambiguous manner, but it cited a lot of old news about health pills from the F country exhibition period, implying a connection between the two.
Following this, a short academic discussion was published in an inconspicuous corner of a well-known West German medical weekly.
The article explores the paradox of targeted enhancement and stability of plant active ingredients, and implicitly mentions some unpublished progress made by colleagues in the Far East, which seems to provide new insights into this theory.
This short essay is written in a rigorous style, more like an academic discussion, yet it has stirred up even bigger ripples in professional circles.
Rumors, reports, academic articles... fragments of information drifted to the other side of the ocean from different channels and in different forms.
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