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Chapter 844

Chapter 844

The abbot asked: "Senior, the brain of this body has been completely occupied by your thoughts, but you can still control the medicine box. Do you know why?"

Yuan Qingling remembered the last time she was at Huguo Temple and did not dare to discuss this issue with him. Last time he confused theology with his own research, so he scared her.

"Why?" Yuan Qingling asked.

The cup slowly fell on her back. She picked it up with her other hand, put it on the table, and looked at the abbot.

The abbot said: "Because, in the place where you once lived, a certain person may also have your consciousness. Your consciousness is the same, but you don't know it yet."

Yuan Qingling thought for a while, "You mean, my research was actually successful, right? Has the drug I developed been finally used?"

"Your research plan has been shelved. No one has conducted the same research again. At least, no one has done it publicly, because humans are already smart enough." The abbot said.

"So, you are doing research in private?" Yuan Qingling asked.

The abbot's eyes were still full of love for scientific research, and his eyes were burning, "Yes, I have been studying your subject since I was twenty-three years old, and I have found all the information about you, your academic papers, your notes, etc., everything

all."

Yuan Qingling was shocked and looked at him sharply, "Then do you know what will happen to my parents and family after I die?"

The abbot said: "After your death, your parents adopted a goddaughter, who looks 70% to 80% similar to you."

Yuan Qingling was shocked, "Is this a coincidence?"

"What's more coincidental is that she is also a doctor of medicine and tried to study your subject. However, she disappeared out of thin air ten years after your death."

Yuan Qing Ling was speechless for a long time.

Finally, she slowly digested the matter and asked: "How much do you know about me?"

The abbot asked: "What are you referring to, senior? I know many of them."

He didn't talk anymore.

"Tell me everything you know." Yuan Qingling wanted to know what his name would be like after he died.

The abbot said: "Senior was born in the Guangzhou First People's Hospital. He went to elementary school at the age of six. He skipped to the fifth grade at the age of eight. He took the entrance examination in the same year and was directly promoted to the first grade of junior high school. When he was nine years old, he was treated in the hospital for premature growth and took medicine.

After treatment, I had menarche at the age of sixteen..."

"Shut up, shut up!" Yuan Qingling became more and more confused as he listened, and quickly scolded, "That's not all, you should still talk about my research."

The abbot smiled, "I said that no one dares to study your research publicly anymore, but those who have done your research all admire you as a pioneer."

Yuan Qingling stretched out her hand to stop, "Okay, just listen to this. No need to say the rest."

The abbot looked at her and said, "Senior, there is something that if I tell you, you will be even more frightened."

"What's the matter?" Yuan Qingling knew that he shouldn't ask rudely, but he was actually a little interested to see what else could scare him now.

"Genetic inheritance." the abbot said.

Yuan Qingling's eyebrows jumped a few times, "You...you mean?"

The abbot looked at her belly, "Senior, have you never thought about it?"

Yuan Qingling was very helpless, "I don't dare to think about it."

The abbot smiled and said: "It's a good thing. At least in the near future, we can see how successful your research has been."

Yuan Qingling screamed in her heart, no, she wanted her child to be an ordinary child.

"Senior, don't worry. Judging from the dose you injected and your current level of stupidity, your children probably won't have any magical powers. It just depends on their fate in the future. After all, the father is stupid and the mother is stupid.

"

Yuan Qingling still looked like she couldn't laugh or cry.

"I'm really looking forward to the children's IQ, and even more so the number of their brain cells. If allowed, I'd also like to see if their brain cells can have the ability to classify and regenerate," the abbot said.

Many cells in the human body can divide and regenerate, but only brain cells are highly differentiated cells and cannot be regenerated.


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