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Jiangcheng, in an advanced care unit at the Cancer Hospital of Hua District Medical College.

There was an old man lying on the hospital bed, unconscious and wearing an oxygen mask. He could not even breathe.

Under the ravages of cancer, the old man's figure appeared extremely thin, and there was no muscle or fat under his withered skin.

This is Lin Yaoxin's grandfather, Fang Chengmo.

Lin Yaoxin was sitting alone on the edge of the hospital bed. Her eyes were fixedly looking at the frail old man beside her, maybe thinking about something, her eyes were dim and lost.

At a certain moment, Lin Yaoxin, who was as motionless as a sculpture, suddenly stood up from the bed: "Grandpa, I will be back with you later."

The old man who was unconscious on the bed could not give his granddaughter any response.

Today is the seventh day that Gu Yi entered the Red Fox C9 Laboratory. Lin Yaoxin made an appointment with him to give Fang Chengmo medicine.

Before Lin Yaoxin walked out of the ward door, the phone in her pocket vibrated slightly.

It was a v-letter message from Gu Yi——

You did it on purpose: Miss Lin, are you in the cancer hospital? Shall I send the medicine directly?

Yao: Did you succeed?

You did it on purpose: sort of.

You did it on purpose: This is the best ratio I can find in a short period of time.

You did it on purpose: you wait for me for 20 minutes, I'm already on my way.

Looking at the message from Gu Yi, Lin Yaoxin remained silent and stood there for a long time.

Originally, she thought that she should be more excited and happy at this moment.

But no, Lin Yaoxin's heart didn't seem to have any waves at all. There was just an indescribable feeling of powerlessness and blankness.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Lin Yaoxin has always understood this truth, especially after what happened to her mother Fang Ruyin last year...

After Lin Yaoxin replied with a "thank you", she sent Gu Yi the information about the ward she was in. Then she put her phone away and sat back down by her grandfather's bedside.

After 20 minutes, Gu Yi accurately checked the spot and appeared outside Fang Chengmo's ward.

"You're here." Seeing Gu Yi, Lin Yaoxin stood up.

Gu Yi walked straight into the ward without any ink marks and closed the door tightly.

He took out a crimson potion, which was the result of Gu Yi's hard work in Red Fox's C9 laboratory for a week.

This serum, well, let’s call it New Serum 20 for now.

The new serum 20 was produced by Gu Yi in a short period of time. It is the most friendly and harmless to human cells and enhances the active functions of cells to the greatest extent.

Gu Yi has produced a total of about 60 liters of this reagent, and what he has taken out so far is only ml of diluent.

As for the rest, Gu Yi had already put it into the small box where the brain serum had been placed.

Gu Yi waved the new serum 20 in front of Lin Yaoxin: "Let me say it first. This medicine cannot fundamentally cure cancer. It has no effect on killing cancer cells and can only kill normal cells. Make small increments of reinforcement.”

"So, the final result depends largely on the old man himself."

As Gu Yi said this, he glanced at Fang Chengmo, whose vital signs were weak on the hospital bed.

If you are already so sick, it will probably be difficult to recover...

Lin Yaoxin just nodded and said, "I know, you should give grandpa some medicine."

Gu Yi stopped being pretentious, took out the syringe, and loaded the new serum 20 into it.

The needle tip pierced the old man's dry skin, and the crimson solution was slowly pushed into the old man's blood vessels. This academic leader became the first human being injected with super serum by Gu Yi.

As time went by, the gray and lifeless aura lingering on Fang Chengmo's face faded a lot, and his complexion improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, the old man, who had been given a critical illness notice early and could die at any time, gradually regained consciousness.

There was a spotlight in his eyes, but at this moment he was looking around blankly, and saw his granddaughter and Gu Yi.

Fang Chengmo's eyes lingered on Gu Yi's unfamiliar face for a while, and he spoke in a weak yet steady tone: "Little young man, was it you who dragged me back from the hell gate?"

Gu Yi planned to admit it.

However, Fang Chengmo didn't give Gu Yi a chance to speak. His eyes returned to his granddaughter: "Yaoyao, you invited me here, right?"

Lin Yaoxin nodded.

"Grandpa knows you are good. But... late-stage liver cancer cannot be cured. Grandpa knows his own body well. He has lived for more than eighty years and has lived enough. We won't bother you anymore. Be obedient."

The tone of Fang Chengmo's speech to Lin Yaoxin was like coaxing a little girl who was crying for sweets.

"No!" Lin Yaoxin's tone was low and her eyes were slightly red. This was a stubborn and willful side that she rarely showed.

"Grandpa is tired. He misses your grandma and your mother very much. It's time for grandpa to go down and stay with them." Fang Chengmo's tone and calmness were also very relieved.

It was as if death, to him, was not a terrifying and unknown abyss, but a destination that had already been predetermined.

Lin Yaoxin stopped talking and lowered her head deeply. Tears fell down her cheeks, but she couldn't hear a cry.

"Young boy, you are very good. You are about the same age as my Yaoyao, but you are very capable." Fang Chengmo looked at Gu Yi again and praised with a smile.

He never asked Gu Yi what method he used to bring him back from the brink of death.

A shrewd person is still shrewd no matter what age he is. He will not inquire about things he does not need to know.

Gu Yi smiled and said "nothing", showing his modesty.

But what I was thinking was: To be honest, your granddaughter forced her out of this with 300 million yuan.

As long as the money is there, I can do anything.

Fang Chengmo still smiled. From the looks of it, he was a quite kind old man. He said softly to Lin Yaoxin: "Yaoyao, grandpa wants to be discharged from the hospital. I have been lying like this for too long."

The old man's tone was still calm, but there was a hint of stubbornness.

When Fang Chengmo was young, he was a young talent and a proud man of heaven. When he is old, he will be a leader in academia.

His dazzling life gave him the capital to be stubborn.

He could accept that he would grow old and die, and even felt that it was time for him to leave. But the death he wanted was not to lie in a hospital bed waiting to die wearing an oxygen mask and tubes all over his body.

This is too cowardly.

"But...!" Lin Yaoxin stopped her tears and looked at her grandfather, wanting to say something more.

"But the hospital can't cure me, can it?" Fang Chengmo's words blocked all Lin Yaoxin's words.

Everyone present knew that the cancer hospital had done its best for Fang Chengmo...

Lin Yaoxin's hands were clenched into fists, so hard that her joints turned white.

After a long time, she made a decision and uttered one word: "Okay."

Fang Chengmo smiled calmly: "Yaoyao is still as good as before."