Back To The Age Of The '80s

Ma Wenmin stared blankly at Li Zheng, and she didn't come back to herself until Li Zheng said it again, showing a complicated look on her face.

"Is it possible?" She was asking Li Zheng, but also herself.

is it possible?The difference between them is not the progress of one month or two months, but two or three years.Although he was very reluctant, Ma Wenmin had to admit that Dong Juncheng's academic level was not inferior to the two of them, but he was old and his thinking was somewhat limited. As long as someone opened the door for him, he would walk no slower than anyone else.

Li Zheng's head was also hot just now, and he felt a little impulsive when he said it.

Now for Wen Wenfeng and his wife, the most important thing is to treat the disease well, nothing is more important than life.

But since the words have already been spoken, Li Zheng has no intention of taking them back.He couldn't help but think of Liu Sichao again. If there is really an academic competition, then this one can give full play to his talents.

"This promise is valid at any time, take good care of Teacher Wen." Li Zheng stood up and patted Ma Wenmin on the shoulder, "Also, if you are interested in joining Qingyuan, I don't mind paying your salary in advance."

On the way from Wenwenfeng and his wife's house to Qingyuan, Li Zheng and Zhongpeng were silent. They are all old people in this circle, and they are well aware of certain dark sides in this circle, but they know that it is a It's one thing, it's another thing to see it happen in front of you.

What's more, the stark contrast between Dong Juncheng's fame and fortune and the current situation of Wenwenfeng is really embarrassing.

A few days later, Ma Wenmin didn't move at all. Although Li Zheng felt sorry, he put the matter aside.He is not a fighter who protects justice. If he encounters unfair things, he is willing to lend a helping hand appropriately, but if the parties involved are not active, he will naturally not push himself out.

However, a few days later, Zheng Li's laboratory welcomed a special guest.

Li Zheng looked at Wen Wenfeng, who was brought in by Zheng Lingling, and spilled the reagents in the test tube in surprise.

Literature Peak?He made several gestures to Zheng Lingling, signaling Zheng Lingling to bring Wenwenfeng to the living room, then turned around and called Ma Wenmin.

"I knew it, I knew he would go there. Mr. Li Zheng, please don't promise him, I'll come right away." Ma Wenmin's voice was full of tears.

Li Zheng nodded in agreement, and when he heard the sound of tea cups being overturned and a woman's exclamation coming from the other end of the phone, he couldn't help but sighed softly, and hung up the phone.

Li Zheng changed the equipment in the laboratory, rinsed his hands carefully, put them under the hand dryer and dried them, and then walked out of the laboratory.

Wen Wenfeng's state today looks much better than what he saw at his home that day. He was holding a cup of hot tea, and the sunlight shone on him through the glass, covering up the withered breath on his body. It shows a feeling of quiet time.

Li Zheng couldn't bear to break this beautiful scene for a while, so he stopped in place and didn't step forward.

Wen Wenfeng saw him, and a smile appeared on his dark yellow face, "Mr. Li Zheng."

Li Zheng nodded and stepped forward quickly. When he sat down on the other side of the sofa, he glanced over the coffee table and saw a document bag on the coffee table. It is the logo of Queen Mary Hospital.

"Mr. Li Zheng, I take the liberty to visit. I am very sorry if I disturb you." Wen Wenfeng said politely.

Li Zheng shook his head, "Mr. Wen, you are welcome. It is my honor to have you here."

Wen Wenfeng smiled and didn't answer. He picked up the file bag on the coffee table and opened it.

"The doctors thought that I was a patient who couldn't understand technical terms, but they didn't know that I was studying biology. My liver disease was inherited, and my father and grandpa both did it. I was in the direction of candidate genes and cloning. , I just want to help myself make a good liver, but when I really understand and learn deeply, I will realize how difficult it is."

Wen Wenfeng paused and continued:

"I always feel that my life is about to end before it even begins. I am most sorry for Wen Min and my daughter. But even so, I still want to be willful for a while, not only to seek justice for myself, but also to Take out all the things you are still doing and what you are still holding in your head, death is like a lamp going out, I am reluctant to part with the things in my mind."

Wen Wenfeng kept smiling when he spoke. He took a sip of water and looked at Li Zheng, "Mr. Li Zheng, do you believe that people are born with original sin?"

Li Zheng was slightly taken aback, obviously not keeping up with his jumping thinking.

"I believe."

"Look at me, and look at those people all over the world who are suffering from genetic diseases from birth. Our original sin came into this world along with the genetic material. I hope that one day, we biological humans can change this phenomenon, At least in life, all are created equal."

The room was silent, and even Zheng Lingling and Ma Wenmin, who had just stepped through the door, unconsciously held their breath.

Li Zheng opened his mouth, he felt that at this moment, all words seemed so thin and powerless.

Genes and genetic diseases, the Human Genome Project is not for this purpose, but even before the death of Li Zheng in the previous life, human beings successfully drew the "working framework map" of the human genome.It has drawn more than 24% of the nucleotide sequences on the 90 human DNA molecules, but that's all. From community to individual, from theory to practice, from laboratory to clinic, it still takes a long, long way way.

"Did I say a little too much?" Wen Wenfeng showed a trace of embarrassment.

"No, you are great." Li Zheng said in a deep voice.

Before his life was about to end, what Wen Wenfeng thought of was not trying to save his own life, but choosing to take out all the useful knowledge in his head to contribute to the progress of human biology.Can he do it for himself?

Li Zheng shook his head and smiled wryly, he...don't know.

"Great? Mr. Li Zheng was joking. I shouldn't have let Wenmin follow me. I clearly know that my family has this kind of genetic disease, but when I'm in love, I always think that my luck won't be so bad. I just hope that in the future, my daughter Future children should not repeat my tragedy."

"I...understood." Li Zheng said seriously.

Although he knew that no matter how hard Wen Wenfeng worked hard to complete his project, it would only be a drop in the bucket for the big topic of genetic diseases, but the whole discipline of biology was not accumulated bit by bit like this.

"Teacher Ma..." Li Zheng was about to speak when Ma Wenmin and Zheng Lingling walked over.

"I'll help you." Ma Wenmin had already burst into tears. She wiped the snot and tears from her face vigorously, and walked up to Wen Wenfeng, "I don't regret it, I have never regretted it. With you, I am this Best decision ever made in my life.”

Wen Wenfeng's hand holding the cup trembled slightly.

He forced a smile, his voice tried to be calm, but with a trill, "Wen Min, don't make me cry."

Zheng Lingling clenched her fists tightly. If we say that before today, the reason why she was in Li Zheng's laboratory was mostly because of her personal admiration for Li Zheng, but after today, this little girl suddenly had a sense of "biological human mission" in her heart. ".

Seeing that Wen Wenfeng and his wife had almost calmed down, Li Zheng stood up and clapped his hands, "Okay, Teacher Wen, you should go back and have a good rest today, you should get injections and take medicine. Adjust yourself to the best state, We start work tomorrow."

Wen Wenfeng and his wife let out a burst of good-natured laughter.

After Zheng Lingling asked Zhang Yuejun to send the two of them back, Li Zheng started calling.

"Miss, I'm going to trouble you again this time. Wen Wenfeng, the teacher should know him. Yes, please take a look at his case. I need 24-hour medical support for him here. No, not in the hospital. Stationed in Qingyuan. I remember that private hospitals have this service. Then thank you, Mrs.

"Zhang Chao? I'm Li Zheng. Yes, that's Li Zheng. I'll report to Qingyuan at nine o'clock tomorrow, and I'm starting work. Really...I'm not a liar."

After making two phone calls, Li Zheng found Liu Sichao's information again.

"A good knife or a bad knife depends on who holds it." He said to himself, and then dialed the phone number on his resume.

"Hello?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a bit noisy, like the roar of a car motor.

Yes, he remembered that Liu Sichao liked racing cars when he was young. When some people in later generations analyzed the character of this big man, they believed that his competitive academic style was largely influenced by the sport of racing.

"I'm Li Zheng, the person in charge of Li Zheng's laboratory." Li Zheng had dealt with Liu Sichao many times in his previous life. At that time, Liu Sichao liked to rely on his elders to sell his elders, and more than once he showed his elders' genealogy in front of Li Zheng.

In this life... Li Zheng pursed his lips. Although he was still a little younger, he felt a little proud of being Liu Sichao's boss.

"Li Zheng! That little genius who discovered carbapenem antibiotics? What? Want to invite me to join Li Zheng's lab?"

When the later generation Li Zheng and Liu Sichao dealt with each other, Liu Sichao was almost 70 years old. Although he was a little fond of relying on his old age, he was a calm and steady senior.Was it like this when he was young?

Li Zheng's face twitched, no wonder his reputation was so bad when he was young.

"I have received your resume. Are you interested in joining Zheng Li's lab?"

"Hahaha, the kid is quite thoughtful. Come on, I'll take the initiative. Tell me, the salary is really that good? 20% higher than the professor of Xiangjiang University?"

"Yes."

Li Zheng didn't understand, how could there be such a difference between people, just now he was still immersed in the awe-inspiring righteousness of the literary peak, now Liu Sichao's two sentences, the kind of sadness is almost gone.

"Can you pay the wages in advance?"