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Chapter 22 Douluo
It's dusk again, and the school bell echoes in the campus.
Han Letian, who had taken sick leave for several days and only returned to campus today, yawned and lay on the table with a depressed expression, sighing.

"what happened to you."

Li Sheng stretched, stood up and packed his schoolbag.

"Too sleepy."

Han Letian buried his head and replied in a low voice: "The antipyretic drug from Gen-Sys Biotechnology Company is effective, but the side effect is that it makes people sleepy."

GS Biotechnology Company was jointly invested and established four years ago by more than a dozen multinational pharmaceutical groups (Pfizer, Novartis, Roche, Johnson & Johnson, etc.). Its fields include pharmaceuticals, medical devices, diagnostic products, agriculture and forestry, genetically modified foods, etc. It is the world's most technologically advanced company. Advanced pharmaceutical company. It is often compared to the Umbrella Corporation in Resident Evil.

Of course, GS Biotech is much better than the umbrella company.

The latter will also go bankrupt and liquidated due to U.S. sanctions and blockades. The former itself is a global monopoly interest group. It has long been parasitic in every corner of the U.S. top management and has connections in both parties.

"Is that why you fell asleep in math class?"

Mu Yu, who was sitting in the row in front of Li Sheng, heard the conversation between the two. While packing his schoolbag, he complained: "You can hear the snoring even from here. Did you stay up late reading novels and comics again last night?"

"Ahem, you discovered it."

Han Letian stopped pretending, "I'm too bored lying at home, so I just read an old novel. Don't tell me, classics are classics.

It's a pity that when flowers bloom again, people will never be young again. The author's life experience and personal circumstances at different stages created different moods.

Once you pass that state of mind, you will never be able to reproduce the same work again.

Just like Jiangnan, who has become famous, he can no longer write the youthful passion of "Dragon";

Meng Rushenji, who is addicted to martial arts, can no longer write the anger and cruelty in "The Romance of Dragon and Snake";
Tang Jiasan, who gained both fame and fortune
Wait, he really can! "

Han Letian suddenly became energetic and hit his palm, counting from "Douluo Dalu" to "Douluo Dalu II Peerless Tang Sect", "Douluo Dalu III Legend of the Dragon King", "Douluo Dalu IV Ultimate Douluo", "Douluo Dalu" "Tang San Reborn in Luo Dalu V", as well as "Douluo Dalu Gaiden: Legend of the Divine Realm", "Douluo Dalu Gaiden: The Legend of the Tang Sect Heroes", "Douluo Dalu Gaiden: Douluo World".
".If you know so many works so well, you are the one who is so dark and naturally a fan, right?"

Mu Yulu, who felt numb after hearing the word "Douluo", rubbed her forehead and temples with a headache and couldn't help but complain.

"Hahaha how is that possible? I'm not interested in hydrogen people."

Han Letian waved his hand, packed up his schoolbag, and the three of them left the classroom. Before leaving, they rubbed the hair of Yang Ling, the class teacher's daughter, who was sitting on the right side of the podium, and said goodbye to her.

Yang Ling just entered elementary school this year, and her pink and jade sculptures are particularly cute. When she is in a good mood, she will politely say goodbye to her brothers and sisters. When she is in a bad mood, she will blow up like a kitten and refuse to have her head rubbed.

"Goodbye, Brother Han, Brother Li, and Sister Mu."

Well, it looks like she's in a good mood today.

The three of them walked out of the campus together. Han Letian's mother drove an Audi and was waiting outside the door to take him home.

Han Letian got into the car and asked casually: "Where is my dad?"

"Your dad went fishing in the afternoon and hasn't come back yet."

Mother Han, who looks quite young and dresses very trendy, said in a rather unhappy tone, "You clearly agreed to take me out to watch a movie today, so he'd better come back in time."

Han Letian said speechlessly: "Mom, I'm just recovering from my illness. Are you willing to leave me to watch a movie?"

Mother Han said carelessly: "Wouldn't it be better if the body temperature drops? Alas, you were not so delicate when you were a child. No matter what kind of headache or brain fever, you can sleep soundly by drinking more cough medicine."

"Did you sleep soundly? I'm afraid I was fainted from numbness? Now I'm starting to wonder if I'm your biological child."

Han Letian wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his head. Some cough medicines contain sedative and tranquilizing ingredients, which can make people drowsy and dizzy.

"Are you just beginning to suspect it now? In fact, we have suspected it for a long time."

Mother Han rubbed her chin and put on a wise and thoughtful expression, "After all, judging from the attribute panel, you did not inherit your father's [Glutton], [Thick Fat], [Enterity], and my [Charming]. Body], [Super Lucky] characteristics.”

"What the hell are special characteristics?" Han Letian said with black lines on his head, "So our whole family is Pokémon?!"

Mother Han ignored her son's complaints and turned to Li Sheng and said, "By the way, Xiao Sheng, Xiao Lu, do you two want to get in the car? I'll take you home."

"No, no, we have to go to the hospital. It's not far, so I won't bother Auntie."

Li Sheng and Mu Yulu waved their hands and declined. After seeing off the Audi car, they looked at each other, sighed with emotion, and rode to Yin City Sixth People's Hospital.

Han Letian's mother is a fashion designer and his father is a software architect. When they were young, they were both experienced otakus. They dabbled in light novels, animation, animation, galgame, AVG, and Visual Novel. They are Brahmins in the second dimension.

Nowadays, these two people, who have money, leisure and extremely young mentality, often go to comic exhibitions all over the world. His lifelong dream is to continue traveling in the virtual world after Prometheus Laboratories' back-of-the-head intubation tube is successfully launched.

In a sense, they are very enviable parents.

At least it's much healthier than the family atmosphere of Li Sheng and Mu Yulu - Mu Yulu's mother suffers from heart disease and is hospitalized all year round, so she has to go and take care of her.

As for Li Sheng, in addition to visiting Mu Yulu's mother, he also had to visit Aunt Zhao at Zhao Ji Cake Shop where he worked before.

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Airports have witnessed more sincere kisses than wedding halls, and hospital walls have heard more prayers than churches.

After finishing the visit, Li Sheng walked downstairs and sat on the bench in the flower bed rest area of ​​the hospital. Looking at the bright moon in the night sky, he inexplicably thought of these words.

He actually doesn't like coming to the hospital that much. It has nothing to do with the vague smell of disinfectant that permeates the air, but mainly some examples.

The children surrounding the hospitalized elderly person are always quarreling about which family has less money, less effort, or more inheritance;

A worker with lung disease in his prime was lying on the hospital bed. His family members and the factory owner outside the ward discussed the compensation price and decided to give him up;
In order to defraud some compensation, the parents pushed the cold corpse of their child into the hospital and asked doctors to save it;

Li Sheng admits that he is not a compassionate and kind-hearted Holy Mother, but sometimes he also thinks that it would be great if there was a panacea in the world that could cure all diseases and relieve all pain.

"excuse me."

Uncle Zhao, who was wearing a peaked cap, sat next to Li Sheng. His face was much thinner and he could not hide his fatigue. He was holding a pack of cheap cigarettes in his hand. He was about to take out one when he remembered something and put it back.

"City demolition is really fast now. I went to take a look yesterday. In just a few days, the cake shop was demolished."

He sighed: "It took almost three months to buy equipment, go through the formalities, and decorate. Thinking about it now, it feels like a lifetime ago."

Maybe as people get older, they like to reminisce about the past.

Uncle Zhao rambled on about the past, how he and his wife met each other, how they gained a foothold in Yin City, and what joy and anxiety they felt after having a child.

The story of life is neither short nor long. The paper shells of cheap cigarettes are crumpled, and the story has come to an end.

Li Sheng, who had been listening quietly and responding occasionally, was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Uncle Zhao, you didn't wear a hat before."

".Did you see it?"

Uncle Zhao smiled bitterly and took off the peaked cap on his head. The originally thick hair was extremely sparse, and there were some spots on the yellowed scalp.

"And here." He rolled up his right sleeve, and there was a red rash on his arm.

Li Sheng hesitated and said: "This is."

"The doctor said that your aunt's cancer is very difficult, and even cutting out most of the liver cannot cure it. The most effective medical solution is gene therapy from Gen-Sys Biotechnology Company. Four courses of treatment cost hundreds of thousands per course. "

Uncle Zhao said calmly: "I tried my best to raise some money, but it was still not enough, so I signed up to participate in this company's new drug experiment.

For each injection, 10,000 yuan will be given. If the sequelae are serious, give 30,000 yuan. After five injections, each injection will cost more. "

The breeze blew, and the sparse hair flew like tumbleweeds in a Western movie.

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Li Sheng was silent for a long time, and then said hoarsely: "I thought this kind of human experiment could only be done in India."

"Haha, people in different regions have different genes. If GS wants to produce special drugs in China, of course it has to find domestic experimenters."

Uncle Zhao smiled and said, "It just so happens that I have rare panda blood, so I charge more than others."

If a "moral model" or a "social elite" were standing here, they would definitely accuse Uncle Zhao of being ignorant.

Should medical experiments with unknown risks be done by ordinary people in their right minds? Who knows what's in the potions given by those big companies.

What if ten or twenty years later, the sequelae suddenly appear? Alzheimer's disease, stroke, and hemiplegia are all coming together, and now this small amount of money is not even enough for medical treatment. If you want to claim compensation, the contract terms provided by the big company have already sealed all possibilities.

Li Sheng hesitated to speak several times, but in the end he said nothing - there is only one disease in the world. Poor disease.

Uncle Zhao patted Li Sheng on the shoulder, put on his hat, and walked upstairs.

(End of this chapter)