Xie Yuqing couldn't help but asked cautiously, "About... how much is needed?"
The handsome and gentle young man smoothed down his white coat and said with a smile, "A conservative estimate of 20,000 to 30,000."
"20,000 to 30,000?!" She was shocked, "Pounds?"
"Of course, the laboratory analysis will cost over 10,000 yuan, as well as the medicine, equipment, and my consultation fee." He calculated with his fingers seriously, "What Wanli researches is usually in the gray area, especially Star3. It is rumored that something can 'talk to the dead', so if you don't have any defensive injections, you may have to prepare for the worst."
"What, what's the plan?"
Xie Yuqing was so frightened by what he said that she couldn't hold her tongue straight.
Wei Sheng Jue Ling told her in a serious tone, "The entire central nervous system has atrophied and necrotic, and the maximum life expectancy is half a year."
These words frightened Xie Yuqing, "What? Half a year? I...I, I, I don't want to die yet."
Then her nose became sour and tears fell down like beads.
"But, but I don't have money, doctor... can you be accommodating?" She stretched out her hand and held the other person's hand tightly. Thinking of her sadness, she couldn't help but sob, "I, I am a good person. Doctor... I really am, and my academic performance is also very good. In the future, I will definitely be Steve Jobs in the aerospace industry... I can't die, I want to contribute to the country and society! But I have no money..."
The more she cried, the more sad she became.
Wei Sheng Jue Ling wanted to laugh but couldn't bear it and wanted to get her some paper.
However, Xie Yuqing refused to let go. She hugged his arm, sobbed and begged, "Doctor, I beg you... Oh, please help me. I will definitely repay you... "
"Uh, calm down first." Weisheng Jue Ling tried to pull out his arm, but found that it was like being tightly entangled with two iron chains, and he couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried.
He lowered his head and happened to see the girl wiping her nose on his white coat.
He looked like "I'm going to die anyway, so why bother with my image?"
"..."
Weisheng Jue Ling looked up at the sky helplessly, "Let me go and I'll think about it."
Upon hearing this, Xie Yuqing immediately stopped crying, raised her face and asked, "Really?"
Her eyes are red and wide open, and the tip of her nose is also red. Because her skin is very white and her appearance is sweet, I feel pity for her appearance now.
Weisheng Jue Ling stared at her steadily for a moment and suddenly sighed, "Okay, since you are the future Steve Jobs of the aerospace industry, I can help you once, but let me tell you in advance that I don't know much about Star3 and I need you. Fully cooperate."
"Thank you, thank you!" Xie Yuqing quickly wiped away her tears and smiled happily, "Doctor Microbiology! You are such a good person!"
Weisheng Jue Ling smiled bitterly and said, "Anyway, I study brain science, and I am also quite interested in Star3, so I will treat it as academic research."
After that, they made an appointment for examination and treatment at the clinic at his home.
However, after Xie Yuqing returned to school, she still felt uneasy inside.
She went online and looked up everything about "John Smith."
It was discovered that this person was originally a surgeon, and later worked as a research and development staff at Wanli, a well-known biochemical group. He suddenly resigned at the beginning of the year and went to work as a medical nurse at a place called "Ginkgo Abbey".
Ginkgo Abbey…
Jinkuo Villa.
It suddenly occurred to her that the word "Ginkgo" was also included in the conversation she overheard that day.
Although the other content was not clear to her, this word was somewhat sensitive to her, so there was no way she could have heard it wrong.