Wear it to the future as an antique

Federal Academy of Sciences

Flynn looked at the mail on the virtual screen, and tapped his fingers on the desktop regularly. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at a man directly opposite him.

The man's face was covered with stubble, his hair was lying on his head in a mess, and there were two big dark circles around his eyes, which were covered with bloodshot eyes. "What do you want me for?"

His tone was very bad. Anyone who was dug out of the bed while catching up on sleep would feel bad.

Not to mention, this man had been staying up all night for several days before.

"Cole, I just received an email." Flynn turned the virtual screen around and showed Cole the interface.

Cole was still very upset, but his expression gradually became serious when he glanced at the email.

He leaned forward slightly, his lips were tightly pursed into a line, and the muscles on his cheeks twitched unnaturally a few times.

"I have verified the relevant information and data brought by Ram, and there is no problem." Cole said in a calm voice, "As for the problem of failure, it is within the range we can accept."

Drugs will also expire, and there are many factors that affect the effect of drugs, such as temperature, light, humidity, etc., taking into account these effects, after the drug is produced, there will be a best use period, and the drug beyond this period is not suitable for further use. took it.

"From another point of view, the shorter the drug effect can last, the more expensive the price will be. How to prolong the drug effect is another direction that can be studied."

Flynn's fingers tapping on the tabletop suddenly stopped, and he said with emotion, "Cole, just being a researcher is too inferior to you."

Cole patted his hair, "I'm really worried, you can call Ram over to make sure."

"Rahm." Flynn pondered for a while, "Do you think he deliberately concealed some key information?"

"I was wary." Cole yawned and said sleepily, "When he first contacted us."

Flynn laughed. "Okay. I'll ask him to come over again."

"Whatever you want." Cole leaned back in the chair and began to feel drowsy again.

·

"Mr. Flynn, are you looking for me?"

Ram pushed open the door, his eyes paused slightly on Cole.

"Ram." Flynn pointed to the sofa next to Cole, "Sit."

"I came here this time to confirm one more thing with you." As he spoke, Flynn looked at Ram inquiringly, "I think you should have received this email, right?"

Ram sat up straight, nodded and said, "Yes."

"What do you think?"

Flynn's tone was still soft, but Ram was very clear that if he couldn't give a reasonable explanation, the remaining half of the amount might...

"Actually." Ram swallowed, and said calmly, "The loss of drug effect is very common, and the degree of loss of effect of this drug is within an acceptable range."

Flynn didn't speak, and quietly turned the pen in his hand.

Ram continued, "Drug loss can be delayed by other means, but this requires the establishment of a new research team."

Flynn nodded slightly, well, this is consistent with what Cole said.

"So." Flynn tapped the virtual screen in front of him, "What are your thoughts on this email?"

"It's very simple." Ram said, "Just tell the patient the truth about the effect of the medicine."

Moreover, knowing that the effect of the drug is passing away quickly may also stimulate patients who voluntarily conduct experiments to a certain extent. After all, for patients with inactivation disease, time is life and has become a reality.

"Well, that's not bad." Flynn nodded with satisfaction.

·

In the affiliated hospital of the Federal Academy of Sciences, many people suffering from inactivation disease have gathered.

Some of them have lost their legs and can only sit in a wheelchair; some start with their arms first, with a service robot by their side, or someone to accompany them.

For more serious people, they can only lie on the hospital bed and move their heads.

Knowing that the Federal Academy of Sciences might have developed enough drugs to treat inactivation, they almost instinctively chose to believe.

Because this is the only straw they can grasp at the moment!

"I hope it can be useful." A handsome girl pushing a wheelchair murmured.

"It doesn't matter even if it doesn't work." There was a tall young man on the wheelchair, half or so similar to the girl pushing the wheelchair, except that the outline of the young man was tougher.

His legs and left hand could no longer move, so he could only pat the back of his sister's hand with his already stiff right hand, "Xiao Yun, meditate."

The delicate girl called Xiao Yun took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Well, I see, brother."

At the same time, in a corner that the young man couldn't see, the girl's delicate face was a little more sinister. I hope the medicine from the Federal Academy of Sciences is really useful, otherwise...

·

In the other place, Xu Jinqiu made the last request. He looked at the little girl with red eyes, "If possible, I hope I can take a look at the inactivation patient."

To be honest, he was very curious about the cause of inactivation.

According to what Bai Mei said, for people suffering from inactivation disease, scientific instruments cannot detect any viruses or microorganisms, and the patients themselves have no other lesions.

It sounds more like a psychological effect.

"Didn't you ask a psychiatrist for treatment before?" Xu Jinqiu asked.

"Yes, but it's useless." Bai Mei rubbed her eyebrows, "But whether it's physical or psychological treatment, it's useless."

Until they accidentally got the Star Grass from Xu Jinqiu.

In fact, when they first approached Xu Jinqiu for cooperation, what they wanted to develop was not a drug to treat inactivation, but a drug to prolong the life of seriously injured patients.

However, when the actual development was carried out, the effect of Galactica juice on patients with inactivation was discovered by accident.

As a result, their research direction was divided into two, one team continued the previous research, while the other team carried out the research on inactivation disease.

·

Bai Mei brought Xu Jinqiu to a ward, "There is A Yin's younger sister, Lele."

Lying on the hospital bed was a ten-year-old girl with big eyes and a delicate nose. She was not shy at all. When she saw Xu Jinqiu, she even rolled her eyes and smiled, "Who are you? I have never seen Xu Jinqiu before. over you."

Xu Jinqiu's eyes fell on the little girl's legs and hands, as if he had noticed something, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and in the next moment, he raised his palm and blocked himself and Bai Mei!