Back To The Age Of The '80s

Weak practical ability is a common problem in Huaguo's scientific research community. Not only students, but even professors of the same level, domestic scholars' hands-on ability is weaker than that of foreign universities. This is caused by the objective scientific research environment.

When Li Zheng was in class at Huaqing in his previous life, he would often discuss with the students about ongoing projects in class. The students in Huaqing may not be the best, but their learning ability must be among the best in China. Many times they ask questions It will give Li Zheng a lot of inspiration.

"The experiment has indeed encountered obstacles at this stage. In theory, liquid nitrogen is filled when the heart is beating slowly, so that the heart can be frozen while maintaining the beating state. The physiological memory function of the heart will make it resume beating at the moment of thawing, but in the actual experiment, Liquid nitrogen freezing is not enough to completely stop the heart from depleting."

"I guess there is a low-temperature anti-corrosion formula missing. Developing this low-temperature anti-corrosion formula will be the main work of the laboratory."

"Mr. Li Zheng..."

"Professor Li..."

As soon as Li Zheng finished speaking, the colleagues in the first three rows in the classroom couldn't wait to speak first. Some of them would ask questions, and some would give opinions. When encountering really useful opinions, Li Zheng would quickly record them. The atmosphere became very harmonious for a while.

But this is only for the scholars sitting in the front row, and the students in the back have a harder time listening.

Some things have not been written down by their pens, and the professors have already talked about them on the other side.

After a class, this group of Huaqing students who usually feel good about themselves walked towards the door of the classroom with their heads down like eggplants beaten by frost.

"Professor Li, on behalf of Yanda University, I invite you to visit our school." After class, a Yanda professor said with a smile.

His invitation drew echoes from other Yanda professors.

"That's right, this class is too short, we have a lot of academic issues that need to be sat down and discussed!"

"Yeah yeah."

A smile appeared on Li Zheng's face. Before he could speak, Wu Zhaomeng squeezed over.

"Professor Li's experiment has encountered a bottleneck period. He is so busy that he may not have time to go to Yanda. However, Huaqing also welcomes you to come and discuss academic issues. If you need an office, there are empty offices. In a word about it!" Wu Zhaomeng said loudly.

He paused, glanced at the displeased expressions of the professors at Yanda University, and added, "On behalf of Huaqing, I welcome brother schools to exchange academic issues, hahaha."

Yanda professors...

Li Zheng...

The people in the classroom left one after another, and Li Zheng’s temples were twitching. He had stayed up late for two consecutive nights. If the new application of CH5 solution is the wisdom of the predecessors, then the infinite storage of organs requires them to work hard. Made it from scratch.

In the 21st century, although human organ storage technology has developed, it is limited to laboratories. In other words, even in Li Zheng's previous life, organ storage for an unlimited time was still a laboratory technology, and it was not universalized at all.

The BB machine in his pocket made a sound, and he walked towards the door of the classroom while replying to the message.

"Professor Li." A voice came from beside my ear.

Li Zheng looked up and saw a middle-aged woman in a beaded white lady's suit standing in front of him. This woman was very well dressed and wore an exquisite brooch on her chest. A pair of thick black-rimmed glasses.

"You are?" Li Zheng seemed to have seen her in class just now, when this woman was sitting with a middle-aged man who was about his age.

"I'm Meng Haijun, an associate professor at the Department of Medicine of Yanda University." The professor Meng with a male name took two steps forward, "Professor Li, I'm here to ask you something."

Li Zheng raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue talking.

"I know that your laboratory in Xiangjiang is researching organ regeneration technology and has achieved certain results. I know that this technology is still in the stage of perfection and has not entered clinical practice, but I hope you can help me, help me My daughter." Meng Haijun stepped forward and grabbed Li Zheng's arm.

"My daughter is only 22 years old, she is at the best time, but...but..." She was choked up and could hardly speak.

"Navy!" At this time, a middle-aged man hurried over. He was the man who had just sat next to Meng Haijun in class. Along with the man were Professor Zhu from Yan University and Chen Anbang who had just talked to Li Zheng. .

"Professor Li."

"Li Zheng."

The two said at the same time, Professor Zhu and Chen Anbang both looked embarrassed, presumably they were pulled over to intercede.

"Hello, Professor Li, I'm Wang Jiayin, the president of Huaguo Bank." The man introduced himself, "I know our request is very abrupt, but please help us this time. As long as you are willing to act, I will definitely have something in return, such as a loan from your laboratory..."

"Wait." Li Zheng interrupted the man, and he glanced at Meng Haijun and Wang Jiayin with a half-smile, "You two seem to have misunderstood something. My laboratory has never been short of scientific research funds. It didn't before, and it won't happen in the future. Nor will it."

Wang Jiayin's face turned red all of a sudden, Meng Haijun didn't even look at her husband, and continued to plead: "Professor Li, please, the child is still young."

She gritted her teeth, ignoring the presence of other people, and said, "She has committed suicide twice, and there are two deep scars on her wrists. Every time I see them, I wish I was the one who had the accident, please." Please, really please."

Meng Haijun completely disregarded her husband's expression of embarrassment or anger, and completely exposed the family ugliness.

Li Zheng was stunned for a moment, he has always been a person who prefers softness to toughness, seeing Meng Haijun who can be his elder pleading in a low voice, his complexion also calmed down a lot.

"Lele committed suicide! Why do you..." Professor Zhu's complexion changed drastically, and he exclaimed.

"Professor Li..." He couldn't help pleading, "I know this will embarrass you, but if you can help, please help."

Li Zheng glanced around, and his eyes met with a few curious students at the end of the corridor, who hurriedly dragged their companions out.

"Professor Zhu, Professor Chen and two others, let's go to my laboratory and have a talk." Li Zheng said.

Meng Haijun nodded quickly, and Wang Jiayin also showed a gleam of joy, "Okay, Professor Li, the car is ready, we'll go there now."

The preparations were thorough. Li Zheng took a look at Wang Jiayin, and it was useless not to sit. Although the Ninth Laboratory is not far from Huaqing, if you ride a bicycle, you still have to ride for 10 minutes.

"professor."

"Professor, you are back."

When Li Zheng stepped into the laboratory, Sun Bin and others greeted him one after another. They were not surprised when they saw the people behind Li Zheng. Their professors had always made friends.

Li Zheng chose a reception room and invited everyone in.

"Sit casually, do you want some tea?" Although I knew they might not be in the mood for tea, it was still necessary to ask politely.

Sure enough, the four of them shook their heads in unison.

Li Zheng nodded and sat down, "Professor Meng, please tell me in detail. But I don't guarantee that I can help."

"You can do it, you can do it!" Meng Haijun took out a glass vessel with a diameter of about six centimeters from his bag. The glass vessel was filled with a transparent viscous liquid, and there was an ear in the center of the liquid!

That's right, an ear!This ear looks very well preserved, and even the bloodshot wound at its wound has not yet completely coagulated.

"Formalin?" When everyone was taken aback by what Meng Haijun brought out, Li Zheng's focus was obviously a bit off.

Realizing that his behavior was somewhat impolite, he coughed twice, "Professor Meng, this is?"

"This is the ear of my daughter Lele. In order to threaten my husband, someone cut off my daughter's ear and sent it home. Although Lele was rescued later, she was forever missing an ear." Meng Haijun tried his best to make himself His voice was less trembling.

"Lele is excellent. She has been a top student in the class since she was a child. She is very cheerful and lively, but since that incident, she... She refuses to speak, refuses to take a step out of the room, and hurts herself from time to time. Her arm There are knife marks from self-mutilation on my thighs, as a mother, I feel really sad."

Wang Jiayin's expression also became sad, "It's all my fault...it's all my fault." He completely lost the businessman's appearance of the equal exchange just now.

Professor Zhu sighed, "Xiao Wang, I can't blame you for this. You know that their information is falsified, and you want to defraud state-owned assets. You are giving up Xiaojia for everyone."

Li Zheng was silent for a while when he heard the words. Obviously, Meng Haijun and Wang Jiayin hoped to use the organ regeneration technology in Li Zheng's laboratory to reshape their daughter's ears, and then transplant them back into her ears through surgery.

This is not impractical.

However, organ regeneration technology is still in the initial stage of development, and there is no clinical qualification at all. If something goes wrong, not only Li Zheng may be held legally responsible, but the world will also have doubts about organ regeneration technology.

This nascent technology is the most fragile, and a little pressure from the outside world can make it die in the laboratory.

Does he really want to take such a big risk?

Li Zheng pursed his lips and turned the watch on his right wrist with his left hand. Chen Anbang knew that this was Li Zheng's habit of thinking.

Although Chen Anbang was dragged over by Professor Wang, he never said a word. He knew Li Zheng's concerns. Although the child was very pitiful, regenerative organ technology in vitro is the direction and benchmark of the future medical industry. A child and medical treatment In the future, Chen Anbang himself can't say which is more important.

"I beg you. I am willing to sign a clinical agreement, a non-disclosure agreement, and Lele's matter of accepting organ regeneration. Except for everyone present, no one else will know. We also promise that no matter what happens, we will never Hold Li Zheng's laboratory and yourself accountable."