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"I did sum up some experience in biochemistry, but what's the use of it?"

Morbius shrugged, with a hint of sadness on his face, "I have never been able to find a way to cure myself."

Even if you get the Nobel Prize, it will be in vain.

He still suffers from pain every day and needs blood transfusions every day to maintain his life.

If it weren't for Lucian, a friend who shared the same illness, accompanying and supporting each other, he didn't know if he would have been able to continue.

"Dr. Morbius, if you are troubled by this problem, then I can only say that you have come to the right place."

Hearing this, Helen Zhao smiled confidently at Mobius.

"I have indeed heard many incredible rumors before, and some people even called Dr. Zhao a mutant."

Seeing Helen Zhao's confident look, Morbius also had more expectations, "I hope now that those rumors are true."

"Then, Dr. Morbius, you can verify this yourself."

Helen Zhao smiled at Morbius, and then waved to him, "Please come with me."

Morbius had no nonsense and followed Helen Zhao to another room dedicated to treatment.

At Helen Zhao's signal, he sat down on a special chair and looked at the surrounding environment, with a look of surprise on his face.

Could it be that what Dr. Zhao just meant was not to examine and treat himself?

Why is there no relevant equipment or instruments in this room?

Could I have made a mistake?

"Dr. Morbius, don't be nervous, don't think too much, just relax."

Helen Zhao's voice rang in her ears, but she saw Helen Zhao sitting down opposite Mobius.

He also waved to Morbius, "Then next, please give me your hand."

Morbius had a question mark on his face: "Dr. Zhao, what are we doing?"

"create a miracle."

Helen Zhao knew that no more explanations would be useful now, so she just smiled mysteriously at Mobius and said, "Come on, give me your hand."

Although Morbius still didn't understand what Helen Zhao meant, he had no choice but to suppress his curiosity and handed over his hands.

Helen Zhao didn't say anything more, just held Morbius' hand, and then began to activate her abilities.

Is this what is called treatment?

Just grab your own hand?

Mobius felt a little confused inside, but then, a look of great surprise appeared on Mobius's face.

Because at that moment, Morbius felt that his body seemed to have some unexplainable changes.

What kind of change was Mobius couldn't express clearly in words, but there was a feeling that was real: he felt that the weakness and discomfort in his body were disappearing quickly!

Morbius felt that he had never felt better in his life.

He even felt that his body was full of power!

Although Zhao Hailun has not let go of his hand and cannot try, Morbius knows that he can walk independently even without a cane!

"This……"

"This feeling……"

Morbius murmured, and he didn't even realize that his voice was trembling.

"Okay, Dr. Morbius."

At this time, Helen Zhao let go of Morbius's hand and smiled at Morbius, "You can feel your body now."

Morbius immediately stood up impatiently!

Smooth and steady, as steady as an old dog!

He tried to take two steps at a steady pace, just like a normal person, without any feeling of lack of strength!

"I can actually...walk like a normal person!"

Morbius exclaimed in surprise, joy, and disbelief.

"Dr. Morbius, there is a mirror to your left. You can look at yourself now."

Helen Zhao reminded Morbius with a smile.

Morbius turned around with great expectation.

boom!

After just one glance, Morbius was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes.

Is the person in the mirror really me?

That rosy complexion, that plump face is no longer as pale as paper, nor as skinny as before.

Now, no matter how you look at him, he is a healthy and normal person.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Morbius would have even wanted to take off his clothes and look at other places carefully.

"Unbelievable."

"It's incredible."

"How is this possible!"

But even so, Morbius was so shocked that he was completely speechless.

He just subconsciously touched his face and murmured.

His disease is caused by a genetic problem, and there is no solution other than repairing the gene.

The Morbius family is a well-known plutocratic family with too much money to spend, and they never let go of any chance to cure Morbius.

But after so many years, no solution has been found at all.

There is no way to solve genetic defects, even if modern science is so advanced.

But now.

In this laboratory, Helen Zhao just held her hand for a while and cured this incurable genetic disease!

Isn't this thing too magical?

If he hadn't experienced it himself, Morbius would never believe it.

and.

It was enough to cure this incurable disease, but Dr. Zhao actually made Morbius' extremely thin body return to normal in just a short moment.

This is so appalling.

"Dr. Zhao, now I finally understand why some people say you are a mutant."

After a long time, Mobius turned around, looked at Helen Zhao and let out a long sigh.

What Helen Zhao had just done completely violated the laws of science and could not be explained by science at all. It could only be explained by the non-scientific existence of mutants.

"Dr. Morbius, you really know how to joke. I'm not a mutant."

Helen Zhao smiled lightly at Morbius.

She could understand Morbius's mood and didn't feel offended.

In fact, being suspected of being a mutant is just an affirmation of her abilities.

"Not a mutant?"

Morbius saw that Helen Zhao didn't look like he was lying, and then thought about it carefully. It was indeed true. Those registered mutants could be inquired about.

There is no list of Helen Zhao in it.

And there is no possibility that someone like Helen Zhao is a "mutant gangster", so Helen Zhao should indeed not be a mutant.

Then the problem is coming.

How did Helen Zhao do such an incredible thing?