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Chapter 2797

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When they talked about telomeres with Zhou Litao, Zheng Ren and Su Yun shut up at the same time.

Telomeres and the things that followed belonged to Berta's research project. The breakthrough in tumor treatment obtained from the mutation of the bat's genes could not be casually said.

When they did not know the truth, they could treat this topic as gossip. It did not matter if everyone chatted casually. But once he was involved in it, he would always have a sense of extreme caution.

"Let's not talk anymore. Let's go see Cui Lao." Su Yun ended the topic without hesitation.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun walked out of the 912 and stood at the door, waiting for a car.

"Boss, to be honest, I always have a bad feeling," Su Yun said.

"What feeling?"

"I'm a legend. Have you seen it?"

"Yes. It's said that the virus that created the zombies was coincidentally developed when humans were researching cancer drugs. In the end, it almost destroyed humans, "Zheng Ren said." I think you're thinking too much. "

"I hope so." Su Yun rarely argued. Instead, he muttered.

"It's useful to think more. Although modifying the telomeres according to the bat's genetic mutation might have unknown changes, we still have to move forward, right?" Zheng Ren narrowed his eyes and looked at the sky.

"Human life is too short. I'm really curious about what's out there."

"You're thinking too much," Su Yun said. "We won't be able to see it in this lifetime."

"Something like that." Zheng Ren smiled. He did not explain what he meant by something like that. Then, he asked, "When can the car come?"

"I've been chatting with Chief Zhou for too long. It's the peak period." Su Yun sighed and said, "Do you remember that I'm the butterfly in Legend of Mir 2?"

"What's wrong with you today?" Zheng Ren asked curiously.

"After coming back from Berta, I occasionally wonder if we will become the sinners of mankind," Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment. Then, he laughed and said, "You're thinking too much. If you want to become the sinners of mankind, you have to have that ability. I might be able to, but you probably won't be able to. "

"Can't you just say it nicely?" Su Yun said disdainfully.

"Tell me the truth," Zheng Ren said with a smile. "Does the fallen angel Shila have the power that even Satan is afraid of? This is the fear and thinking of genetic engineering at that time. Don't worry, what do you think we should do if the world ends? "

"A knife, a dog." Su Yun said in disdain.

"The West is waiting for Noah's Ark, bullsh * t redemption. If the sky leaks, we'll just mend it. If we encounter anything, we'll just do it. There's no need to think so much. "Zheng Ren patted Su Yun's shoulder.

"Going all the way to the end, that's not like you."

"I don't have a persona. I have to do something. Don't think so much. Do you think it's not good for us to not bring anything every time we visit Cui Lao? "Zheng Ren asked.

However, Su Yun still had no intention of stopping the topic. He ignored Zheng Ren's words and asked, "Boss, what if Little Stone mutates after the gene modification cures the cancer?"

"Humans will definitely become spirit bodies in the end. It's too difficult for our brains to understand these things," Zheng Ren said. "Don't think about it. You won't grow up if you think too much. Why did you say that Little Shitou had difficulty breathing and had phlegm? "

"I don't understand." Su Yun sighed. "Today's records say that the amount of phlegm that Little Shitou spits out every day is about 100ml. It's all like clear water. After testing it twice, there were no bacteria."

"I don't understand either," Zheng Ren said. "I can only guess that the drug stimulates the tumor tissue, causing some uncontrollable situations to occur. Either it was a coincidence that the relevant symptoms appeared at the time of taking the drug. "

"Britta's email said that they were improving the drug and it would take a few more days."

"Take your time. I hope nothing happens," Zheng Ren said softly as he looked at the burning clouds in the sky.

The clouds today were a little beautiful. They were red and layered. They were a little dazzling, but they could be looked at directly.

After a while, Su Yun finally got into the car. The two of them rushed to Cui Lao's house.

They rang the doorbell and went upstairs. The nanny saw that she knew the two of them after opening the door. She greeted them and went to work. A man in his fifties was cooking in an apron. Zheng Ren guessed that he was Cui Lao's son, so he greeted him politely.

"Hello, we're doctors from the 912. We're here to see Cui Lao." Zheng Ren explained his identity and purpose.

Before the man could speak, Cui Lao's weak voice came from the inner room. "Little Zheng, you're here. Come in."

His voice was very weak, even weaker than the last time he came to see Cui Lao.

After changing his shoes and entering the house, Zheng Ren glanced at the kitchen. He smiled and greeted the people inside before entering Cui Lao's room.

The System panel had already begun to turn white, but Cui Lao looked to be in good spirits. He did not look like an old man who was on the verge of death.

"Little Zheng, Little Su, sit." Cui Lao tried his best to sit up.

However, he did not have much strength. It was difficult for him to do such a simple action. Zheng Ren wanted to help, but Cui Lao pushed him away.

"It's okay. It's always appropriate to exercise a little," Cui Lao said with a smile.

His left arm was propped up on the side of the bed, and he kept exerting force. The skin on his dry and thin arm was loose. Every time he exerted force, the muscles under his skin seemed to want to burst out with some strength. However, every time he was a little short, he could not sit up.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun watched quietly as a stubborn old man tried his best to sit up.

In the end, Cui Lao gave up.

When he first decided to give up, Cui Lao's expression was a little dejected. However, it immediately became calm and composed. The old man had already silently accepted all the changes.

He lay on the bed and turned his head to look at Zheng Ren and Su Yun. Seeing that they were full of vitality, he smiled and said, "I'm really old. Three days ago, I could still sit up on my own. If you say that I'm old, it's really not something that people can resist. When I was young like you guys, I also felt that I would always be so energetic. It was so good back then, like a wild donkey. "

"Cui Lao, look at what you're saying," Su Yun said with a smile. "Let me tell you, there's less than a month left. When it snows, we're going to Stockholm to receive the award. The boss still has to give a speech. Don't you want to see it with your own eyes? Why don't you come with us? "

"I can't walk anymore." Cui Lao's voice was weak and powerless. He wanted to shake his head, but his movements were barely visible. "You guys did very well. Very well, far beyond my imagination."

"It's not enough." Su Yun saw that his boss did not seem to know what to say, so he took over Cui Lao's words and said, "Cui Lao, guess what we've been busy with recently?"

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