Marvel's Return of the Inventor

After finishing his business in the neighboring state, Ding Sheng drove down to Yuzhou.

I thought about handing in the task at hand and getting a new task, so that I could prepare for the New Year.

Looking at it this way, Yang Huaigu really looks like an NPC who issues tasks in the game...

After entering the city, Ding Sheng drove all the way to Yuzhou University. The road conditions were generally good, but Guan Ju suddenly appeared.

"Ding Sheng, there are new developments in the S-class incident related to Meng Xiao."

"explain."

"Just now, Yuzhou City Hospital issued a notice that Meng Jianzhong is in critical condition."

"what"

Ding Sheng had long known that Meng's father would have such a day, but he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly.

Normally, if Meng Jianzhong is maintained with Super Serum 2.0 diluent, he will have no problem living for another two to three years.

The only variable is that his body was injected with Formula No. 5, which is what the Iris Group calls alien blood.

It is possible that Formula No. 5 accelerates the mutation of cancer cells

Ding Sheng wasn't sure.

However, regardless of whether Meng Jianzhong was implicated in the formula or not, he was his friend's father after all, and he should go to the hospital to visit him out of love and reason.

Making a U-turn at the intersection ahead, Ding Sheng asked Guan Ju again, "Does Meng Xiao know about this?"

"According to the call records I checked, Meng Xiao's mother called her just now. If you need it, I can retrieve the voice record for you," Guan Ju replied.

"roll."

Guan Ju only knew this information. He was just a system anyway, but Ding Sheng was a living person and he was not crazy. Why would he eavesdrop on the phone messages between mother and daughter?

Doing whatever you want is not obscene, the basic bottom line must be observed.

Not far after driving along the road to the hospital, the phone rang, it was Meng Xiao.

"How have you been lately?" After the call was connected, Ding Sheng began to greet him.

Speaking of which, the two of them haven't contacted each other much since they started school.

The last time the Iris Group's cancer treatment drug research center developed a "mutant", it was covered up very well. Patients' families like Meng Xiao didn't know the inside story.

Although Ding Sheng was involved, he could only pretend not to know about it. He waited until October to have a phone call with Meng Xiao and "learned" from her that Meng's father had been sent back to the city hospital.

"I..." Meng Xiao hesitated.

After the car stopped on the side of the road, Ding Sheng replied, "It's okay, I'm listening, just tell me."

"Do you still have that secret medicine at home?"

Meng Xiao's voice sounded a little urgent.

"Yes, when do you want it?"

Since the creation of Super Serum 3.0, he has disposed of all the Super Serum 2.0 stored in the old winery laboratory, and there is actually none at this time.

However, Ding Sheng is already familiar with the method of making Super Serum 2.0, so he can quickly make some without any problem.

Speaking of which, the jar of diluent that Ding Sheng gave to Meng Xiao last time was enough for Meng's father to take for at least half a year. It had only been five months since then, so logically there should be half left.

Ding Sheng asked herself that she still knew her deskmate. If she hadn't been desperate, she would never have said this to her.

It seems that no matter what the reason is, the Meng family's diluent should have been used up.

"The sooner the better."

Since the Cancer Treatment Drug Research Center was forcibly closed due to publicly disclosed "drug violations", volunteers who did not know the truth about the targeted drugs have lost their last life-saving straw.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Many people's psychological defenses collapsed instantly. Many patients have died due to the disease in the past few months.

Meng Jianzhong was more open-minded than those people, and was supported by the diluent of Super Serum 2.0 in his body. His condition was fine at first, but gradually his condition began to deteriorate. By the end of December, it seemed that he would not be able to hold on any longer.

Meng's mother loved her husband so much that she secretly increased the dosage of the secret recipe. She treated a dead horse as a living horse. If it still didn't work, she continued to add more. As a result, her efforts worked wonders. In the end, it actually had an effect, and she brought Meng Jianzhong back from the gate of hell. .

But as a result, the secret recipe that had been used for nearly ten months was completely consumed yesterday.

However, Meng's mother never imagined that her husband would be so dependent on the secret recipe that he would never leave his mouth. Without the secret recipe, Meng Jianzhong's condition took a turn for the worse in just one day. It was at this time that the hospital issued a critical illness notice.

Meng's mother was afraid that her daughter might not even see her father for the last time if she kept it a secret, so she notified Meng Xiao, who was studying in Huadu.

After Meng Xiao calmed down, she immediately called Ding Sheng.

Of course, she didn't know that Ding Sheng was in Yuzhou.

"I can ask my mother to pick it up at your house, if it's convenient for your family." At this point, Meng Xiao no longer cared whether it was appropriate to say such a thing.

"No, I'm at my hometown now and can help you send it there."

Ding Sheng said, turned the steering wheel again, and started looking for the largest pharmacy nearby.

"Is your school on vacation so early?"

Winter vacation is approaching, and colleges and universities across the country have different vacation dates, but Huake University shouldn't let it go so early.

"That's right. Let's not talk about the holiday. You tell your mother and I will send you there around six o'clock this afternoon." Ding Sheng roughly estimated the time.

"I don't know what to say, but thank you so much. I'll give you my mother's phone number. You can call her when you get to the city hospital."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Xiao hurriedly asked for leave from the counselor. She had to catch the nearest flight back to Yuzhou today.

Ding Sheng, after buying the necessary raw materials for making Super Serum 2.0 at the drugstore, rushed to Yuzhou University.

It was too late to go to the old winery laboratory. It took several hours to get back and forth between the two places, and the place there had not been taken care of for a while. Just cleaning the equipment after returning would take a lot of time.

Can't afford to waste it.

Returning to the Jiying Laboratory to find Yang Huaigu, Ding Sheng asked him to help borrow the laboratory of the Chemistry Department of Yuzhou University. The reason was that he could learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and he would not be afraid of it if he traveled all over the world.

This is nothing to Yang Huaigu.

He still has face in all the departments and departments of Yuzhou University. To put it bluntly, he still has face in all the universities in China.

National treasure academician, what do you think?

Soon, practice makes perfect. Ding Sheng diluted a portion of Super Serum 2.0 and rushed to the hospital before six o'clock.

After meeting Meng's mother, the two came to the ward. Meng's father was already furious on the bed.

While there was no one around, Meng's mother began to feed Meng's father diluent.

"Ding Sheng, come here, I have something to tell you." When the medicine took effect, Meng's father saved his life and immediately called his savior over.

"Uncle Meng, tell me."

"There's something wrong with the medicine." Father Meng's voice was very low.

"What?" Ding Sheng thought he heard wrongly.

"There's something wrong with the medicine Iris Group injected into me." Meng's father continued.

"I know, so the research center was forced to close later." Ding Sheng replied.

"No, you don't know."

After Meng's father finished speaking, he winked and motioned for Ding Sheng to look at his hand on the edge of the bed.

Then, such a scene appeared in front of Ding Sheng.

A dying man bent the edge of the cast iron bed with his pale and feeble hands.

hiss...

Endless also.