,

Ning Yue, her mind is a little blank.

Don't know how to answer.

After taking a deep breath for a while, she printed out several photos.

While saying: "It's okay, you can come out first!"

"oh……"

Godfather, what a powerful man, he was still a little nervous and climbed out of the latest film machine.

Five minutes later, he was also stunned.

Outside, Cheng Yingxue was stunned when she got the movie report.

Ning Yue stood next to her tutor, her pretty face completely incredulous. She glanced at Song Sanxi secretly from time to time, feeling that this man was too different.

Cheng Yingxue read the report for a long time, then gave Song Sanxi a cold look and said bitterly: "Your kidneys are equal to the Great Sage!"

Song Sanxi: "..."

Cheng Yingxue's professional and cold humor made me feel a little helpless.

Cheng Yingxue put down the film and took a deep breath, "Mr. Song, you have really subverted my understanding and judgment of this type of medicine."

"What you have is not apathy, and it has nothing to do with excitement. It's innate, and everything is good. At least, it seems so for now."

"The kidneys are twice that of an ordinary person, and the nervous system is four times that of an ordinary person. It is very developed. No wonder you complain."

"After the blood test comes out, I will give you a more systematic report."

"However, based on your situation, I hope to invite you to join my research group. My research will benefit humans of your gender and is very promising."

"The premise is that you have enough time and patience to cooperate with us in data collection. For you, this may be the best way to control your treatment. At the same time, you will receive a corresponding remuneration, which will not be low.

At one million.”

These words made Song Sanxi a little depressed and said: "Professor Cheng, one million is only a small amount of money to me. Solving the problem is the fundamental thing."

Master and apprentice Cheng Yingxue: "..."

"What if I remove a kidney?"

Cheng Yingxue and Ning Yue looked at each other in shock.

Ning Yue couldn't help but said: "Mr. Song, are you stupid? I cut one and it has the same effect."

"Oh... what if we perform systemic neuroslimming surgery?"

The master and apprentice were a little confused again.

Cheng Yingxue said: "What kind of weird ideas do you have? There is no precedent in the world for this kind of nerve slimming surgery, and no one can guarantee its success, and there is no corresponding equipment. A well-developed nervous system is the capital of a strong body.

It’s a guarantee of longevity, do you want to give up?”

"Then..." Song Sanxi took a deep breath, "My... currently, is it equivalent to a terminal illness?"

Cheng Yingxue was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly, "Before you fully cooperated with my research, it was regarded as a terminal illness! For a man, such a terminal illness is not a disadvantage. It is just that it is painful for your wife. I can't imagine that she

How many hardships have I endured.”

Song Sanxi nodded, "Okay, I'm willing to cooperate with Cheng Jiaoyuan's research. Now, can I prescribe medicine? For example, sedation and sustained-release drugs."

"It seems that you still know something about medicine. But you have to know that the human body is a potential device, and external stimulation will stimulate the potential. If you are temporarily sedated and slowly released, your system will adapt.

After taking the drug, will I become tougher and stronger? Will it increase my distress?"

Song Sanxi was silent, nodded, and then said: "Perhaps, it is possible!"

"So, maintain the status quo and don't think of any methods or means. In China, my words are equivalent to the most authoritative judgment and statement."

"Okay, thank you Professor Cheng."

"You're welcome. Ning Yue, send Mr. Song off for me."

"No need."

"It's okay, Mr. Song, please come over here!"

Ning Yue went out with Song Sanxi.

Cheng Yingxue's beautiful face was filled with unprecedented excitement.

Fair skin, two excited blushes.

She took the report and read it carefully, nodding her head.

She understood that she had to cooperate with Song Sanxi in cases like this.

For her medical field, it is simply a huge treasure house.

This treasure house contains too many unknowns and surprises.

Finally, after collecting all the information, we started calling the next person.

Outside, Ning Yue was walking with Song Sanxi.

She softly explained some things, speaking from her medical professional point of view.

My godfather knows medicine, so he cooperates.

Ning Yue feels that this is a gentle, polite and temperamental young man who makes people feel good.

However, the special characteristics of his body made him very distressed, pitiful, unhappy, and even had to endure a lot of torture.

In the end, Ning Yue still said seriously: "Mr. Song, please don't be discouraged and have confidence. I believe that medicine can solve the problem."

Song Sanxi nodded, "Okay, thank you Dr. Ning."

"You're welcome. Even if it is a terminal illness now, it will definitely not be the case in the future. As long as we work hard, there will be hope."

"Well, if you work hard, there will be hope."

"Live a normal life without any mental pressure. Pain is temporary. Oh, by the way, think more about your wife and take good care of her."

"Okay, thank you Dr. Ning. It's not easy for my wife, I will take it into consideration."

"Well, sir, he is a gentle and considerate man at first glance. I believe you."

"Thank you, I will try my best."

After leaving Ning Yue, Song Sanxi strode to the parking lot, got into the Mercedes, and left quickly.

Ning Yue watched him off.

Then, he shook his head bitterly and smiled, "What a pitiful man who drives so fast."

Not far away, behind the trees, Du Haiping was stunned.

His brother-in-law didn't expect that Song Sanxi would run away.

Du Haiping also eavesdropped on the last conversation between Ning Yue and Song Sanxi.

He was self-righteous and understood deeply.

"The prodigal son, he is cured now, he is terminally ill!"

"This is not AIDS, so what is it?"

"However, the doctor seems to be treating you quite well. A scumbag like you is really blinding the doctor."

Du Haiping had the courage to go over and stop Ning Yue, saying that he was Song Sanxi's friend and was very concerned about his condition and wanted to know what was going on.

Ning Yue started from the perspective of medical research patents and medical ethics, and said seriously: "It doesn't matter whether you are Mr. Song's friend or not, but this is the patient's privacy, and we cannot leak it to anyone."

"Then...is he terminally ill?"

Ning Yue glanced at him and said coldly: "Why do you care so much? Invading other people's privacy is a crime."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Du Haiping looked embarrassed.

Secretly angry: Privacy is nothing! Having AIDS is a huge threat to your family, so why talk about privacy?
Chapter completed!