Liu Wen squatted down and picked up the scorched skin that Yizhen had fallen. He said, "With Professor Ming here, Miss Qian should be fine."

Although he said so, his tone was obviously not confident.

No one knows what kind of sequelae the genetic mutation will bring to Qian Yizhen. This is a scientific problem.

I don’t know if Professor Ming can solve this problem.

"What are you doing here?" Song Xingzhou came over at some point.

He was not wearing a white coat and was dressed in casual clothes, and he obviously just came back from outside.

"Brother Song." Li Jingshan shouted politely.

Song Xingzhou looked around and didn't see Ming Yu or Qian Yizhen. He asked, "Is the hospital on fire? Why is there a fire brigade here?"

He just left Tianhe Hospital for a few hours, but when he came back, he became like this.

Li Jingshan said what happened to Song Xingzhou. Song Xingzhou listened silently and asked a few questions occasionally.

The further he got to the back, his expression became more and more serious.

Especially when he heard Qian Yizhen's hand healing himself, he asked in shock: "Did Qian Yizhen's hand really recover so quickly?"

Li Jingshan nodded vigorously and said, "I saw it with my own eyes, you can ask Dr. Liu."

He pointed at Liu Wen, and Song Xingzhou immediately raised his hands and grabbed Liu Wen's shoulder and asked, "Is what he said true?"

Liu Wen was startled by Song Xingzhou's actions. He nodded gently and said a little stutteringly: "Yes...yes."

After receiving the reply, Song Xingzhou immediately let go of Liu Wen and ran out.

"What's wrong with Brother Song?" Li Jingshan scratched the back of his head in confusion.

Liu Wen rubbed his shoulders that were hurt by being scratched and shook his head to show that he didn't know.

It’s really impossible to tell that Song Xingzhou is so strong.

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Boom-

Suddenly, a blue lightning flashed through the air, and followed by heavy rain.

The rain in Nanshan City comes as soon as possible.

"Ah Yeh! Ah Yeh! Ah Yeh!"

Qian Yizhen sat on the office chair in Mingyu Laboratory, sneezed several times, and habitually raised her hands to cover her mouth and nose. When she raised her head, a pair of hands with distinct joints appeared in front of her, holding a few tissues in her hand.

Thanking her, Qian Yizhen took the tissue and carefully wiped her nose.

Her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had just cried.

The rain started to fall just after they arrived at the red brick building, but the behind-the-scenes along the way made Qian Yizhen feel very uncomfortable.

I don’t know where the mask I was wearing when I went out.

Without mask protection, she was exposed to the behind-the-scenes footage, which killed her.

Knead the tissue into a ball, and don’t throw it away, just hold it in your hand.

Qian Yizhen stared at her red rabbit-like eyes and asked, "Doctor Ming, I can heal myself now, why are I still allergic to pollen?"

Isn’t science fiction movies saying that gene mutations can improve a person’s physical condition and will no longer have diseases?

Qian Yizhen has been tortured by pollen since she was a child. Every spring season is the most uncomfortable season for her.

The problem is that neither Qian Yichen nor her parents have this problem.

I don’t know who her parents heard, as long as they strengthen their resistance, they will not be allergic to pollen. Then Qian Yizhen was sent by her parents to practice karate, and they all practiced black belts, but the pollen problem still bothered her.

Anyway, I have tried all kinds of methods since I was a child.

Unexpectedly, all genes have changed now, and Qian Yizhen is still allergic to pollen.

She was also desperate.

"Theoretically, gene mutations can improve your allergic problems." Ming Ye poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Qian Yizhen, "but it is not that simple in fact."

Qian Yizhen took her special metal cup and took a sip of tea. She looked like a curious child. She asked, "Why?"

The tea tastes unpleasant, it is a bit sweet, and a fragrance spreads in the mouth.

"You must first figure out whether your allergic to pollen is born or caused by the acquired environment." Ming Yu's voice was low and pleasant, like a cello. "If it is a natural genetic mutation, it can be improved, but if it is acquired, it will be a bit difficult..."

Ming Yu raised his mug and sat down opposite Qian Yizhen. There was only a 60-centimeter stainless steel table between the two.

The stainless steel table is very long, and on the other end of the table is a thermal box that Ming Yu brought back from the operating room.

The sound of raindrops dripping on the glass window makes people relax unconsciously.

Qian Yizhen held her chin with her hands and looked at Ming Yi's beautiful face, which was really pleasing to the eye.

But her eyelids became heavier and heavier. Qian Yizhen raised her hand and rubbed her eyes gently. Ming Yi's voice became farther and farther away, and she could no longer hear what he was saying.

Very sleepy.

Qian Yizhen's eyelids couldn't hold on anymore. After closing her eyes, she fell weakly to the left.

"Miss Qian!"

Ming Yan threw away the cup in his hand and hurriedly went to catch Qian Yizhen.

Clang-

The ceramic cup hit the ground and split into pieces, and the tea inside sprinkled all over the floor.

But Mingyu ignored him. He wrapped one hand around Qian Yizhen's shoulders and reached his other hand on Qian Yizhen's forehead.

Normal body temperature and no fever.

When he lowered his head and saw Qian Yizhen's right hand that was handed over black and white, his heart sank.

Just then, Song Xingzhou's shouts came from outside.

"Ming!"

His hair was dripping, and because he didn't bring an umbrella, he was soaked in the rain all the way.

When he arrived at the small red brick building, Song Xingzhou did not think about wiping the rain on his body, but ran directly to the second floor to find Ming Yu.

He couldn't wait for a minute or a second, and couldn't wait to find out the answer.

if……

After not getting a clear answer, Song Xingzhou dared not make assumptions.

The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment, he knew the taste too well.

For several years, he thought he was getting close every time, but in the end he was just a waste.

After Song Xingzhou entered the laboratory, he rushed to Ming Yan and asked excitedly: "Ming Yan, Qian Yizhen can heal himself after a gene mutation. Is this true?"

It’s not that Song Xingzhou has seen Qian Yizhen’s case, but it does not contain any genetic mutations that Qian Yizhen has gained the ability to heal herself.

"Get out of here." Ming Yan said coldly.

He bent down and reached his hand under Qian Yizhen's knees, and held Qian Yizhen hard with both hands.

Qian Yizhen still had no reaction, and Ming was still holding her.

At this time, Song Xingzhou discovered Qian Yizhen in a coma. He wiped his face and asked in confusion: "Yizhen? What's wrong with her?"

Ming Yan turned a deaf ear. He held Qian Yizhen and walked towards the room next door. Song Xingzhou gritted his back and followed closely behind.

After putting Qian Yizhen in the square box, he took off the smart bracelet on Qian Yizhen's left hand. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Mingyu glanced at the headband on Qian Yizhen's head.

The metal headband hidden under the brown hair reflects a cold light under the white light.

Ming Yan hesitated for a few seconds and reached out to take off the hairband on Qian Yizhen's head.

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