After a high fever and a bitter cry, Song Xiaoran woke up very weak, but his spirit finally cheered up, his stomach was still not good, and he would spit out food after eating, so he ate slowly, picking the easy to digest, as long as he could bear it. Endure it, can't help but vomit before eating.

Mu Nancheng admired him like this, if he wanted to die, he would just slip away, and if he decided to survive, he would live well.

After two days of recuperation, Song Xiaoran's complexion finally returned to health. In the early morning of this day, he even took a walk downstairs in the hospital, followed a few old men to do Tai Chi for a while, and returned to the ward before the doctor's rounds at seven o'clock. go.

His ward is on the fifth floor. Xiao Ran didn't take the elevator when he went back. The staircase design of the inpatient department of this private hospital is similar to that of a shopping mall. After running for twelve on the first floor, he has to go through a long corridor and reach the other end of the floor before continuing to go up. , Xiao Ran walked like a car, walking slowly.

The door of the ward at the innermost end of the corridor on the fourth floor was ajar, and Xiao Ran had to pass through that door to go to the stairwell. Before he got close, he heard a familiar and recognizable male voice coming from the room:

"...Why must Uncle be so surprised when he sees me? I'm afraid that if I don't come today, I won't have the chance to visit you again in the future. After all, the limit of a human being is beyond comparison."

Song Xiaoran knew who lived in this ward, Mu Nancheng's third uncle Mu Jinhuai.

Mu Nancheng's background and Xiao Ran's background are a bit sympathetic. One of them depended on the mother's family that was ruined, and the other lost his father when he was young and was exiled by his father's family. Mu Nancheng's father died early. Expelling him from the family, talking about the past grievances is only a few words, and how much suffering and loneliness in it is not enough for outsiders to understand.

Xiao Ran could understand Mu Nancheng's hatred for the Mu family, but it was a bit out of style to insult a terminally ill old man like this.

But does Mu Nancheng have the word demeanor in his dictionary?Xiao Ran expressed his doubts.

Standing in front of the hospital bed, Mu Nancheng looked down at the dying old man with a lingering smile in his voice,

"You look very bad, can't you talk? It's such a pity. I still have a lot of things I want to talk to you. I can be today because of your many years of cultivation, uncle. I didn't get a word. I am deeply saddened by your compliment."

Mu Jinhuai's face was tightly covered by the oxygen mask of the ventilator, only the cloudy eyes stared at the young man in front of him, and waves of hatred and fear gushed out of his hard-to-focus pupils.

Mu Nancheng took out the cigarette and the lighter with ease, and the old man on the hospital bed let out a "hissing" roar in the lingering blue and white smoke, and his broken lungs made a terrible sound like an old bellows.

Mu Nancheng was smoking a cigarette slowly, still gossiping with many ramblings, "Speaking of which, I was also taking care of my health a while ago, and at that time I deeply realized a truth, no matter how much money you have, no matter how high your status is, in In the face of death, you are just a pitiful creature, but some people die more decently, and some people die more uselessly, uncle, have you ever thought that you will die in such a way?"

Mu Nancheng laughed, "I looked at you, a piece of dry skin and a pair of bones, unable to speak or move, waiting for someone to feed you like a beast every day, guess what I was thinking?"

Xiao Ran pricked up his ears, he also wanted to know what Mu Nancheng was thinking now.

Mu Nancheng sighed, his tone full of empty mockery,

"I'm thinking, I probably will have such a day, no one will have such a day, so when I can control everything, I must enjoy all the rights in my hands, what I want, I must get , I hate it, it is completely destroyed, I can't leave any regrets for myself, standing on your bedside like me, showing off your power, smiling and watching you die today, it must not be repeated in my tomorrow! Uncle, you have given me your life. I have taken many lessons, but the most practical are these four words—"

He paused word by word, "Cut, grass, Wu, exhaust!"

"squeak--"

The metal wheels of the medical vehicle made a sharp sound on the ground, and Mu Jinhuai waved his hand desperately in mid-air, his withered body was frantically bouncing on the bed like a fish out of water, and the oxygen mask fell off in the sharp struggle , he panted heavily, his face was dead white.

Mu Nancheng pressed the ambulance bell beside the bed in a slow manner, put the oxygen mask back with his fingers holding the cigarette butt, and even gently pulled the quilt under Mu Jinhuai's neck, patted his chest, and said with a low voice. laugh like a murmur,

"Don't die so fast, I haven't played enough yet."

Xiao Ranru came as silently as he arrived, and left before the doctors and nurses arrived without dust on his feet.

Mu Nancheng walked out of the ward, and Han Zhen also appeared from the shadow of the corner at the same time:

"Sir, why do you..."

Mu Nancheng put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at the winding direction of the stairwell with his deep eyes, and smiled inexplicably.

Han Zhen really didn't understand why Mu Nancheng knew that Song Xiaoran was going to pass by here, why did he deliberately let him see the scene just now, with Song Xiaoran's temperament, I'm afraid he won't have a good impression of Mr. Mu again.

But Mr. Mu has already walked up the stairs without looking back, obviously unwilling to explain to him.

After the last examination, the doctor informed Xiao Ran and Mu Nancheng that they could be discharged from the hospital. The two of them ate three meals together in Mu Nancheng's ward, and today is no exception.

The TV in the ward was playing the morning news, and the female announcer's beautiful voice was ups and downs like a song, but what attracted Xiao Ran was the content of her broadcast:

[At 9:[-] a.m. time in country A, the Roy Laboratory of HF University officially announced that the laboratory has made a breakthrough in the polysperm-embryo technology that has been carried out for many years. In theory, this experiment has completed the idea that men can also have children, that is Using the male abdominal cavity to conceive... The important role of this research is to reduce the risk of mitochondrial gene defects in a single sperm and egg through the combination of multiple sperm and eggs, and reduce the probability of genetic diseases... This is a major breakthrough in the field of human biotechnology research. After the news was released, the stock price of Yuanshan Pharmaceutical Group, the sponsor of Roy Laboratory, soared [-]% at the opening...]①

Mu Nancheng looked at Song Xiaoran, who was staring intently at the screen, his clear pupils were shrinking violently, this news obviously touched a sensitive nerve in him.

Yuanshan Pharmaceutical belongs to Yuanshan Group, and Roy's laboratory has a relationship with Xiao Ran. Xiao Ran's mother, He Qiao, was a researcher of Roy's laboratory before marriage.

Xiao Ran's father, Guan Sufeng, the current wife of Song Shiming, president of Yuanshan Group, also came from Roy's laboratory.

If we look further, the entire He family is inextricably linked with Roy's laboratory. The first biological gene research center and the first P4 research institute in Nanjiang City were built with the help of Roy's laboratory. Yes, the government approvers responsible for the establishment of these two projects are Xiao Ran's grandfather and uncle respectively. It was the major accident of the Nanjiang P4 Research Institute seven years ago that led to the downfall of the He family...

"Good morning, sir, good morning, Master Xiao Ran."

Han Zhen's voice interrupted Xiao Ran's thoughts. He walked in with two discharge notices. These days, every time Xiao Ran woke up, he could see Han Zhen standing beside his hospital bed. He was very grateful to Han Zhen:

"Morning Special Assistant Han, I have troubled you these few days."

"You're welcome," Han Zhen said with a smile, "it should."

He was just doing what he was told to do.

Mu Nancheng put a piece of milk cake into Song Xiaoran's bowl, Xiao Ran pursed his lips:

"I can't eat this."

He is allergic to milk and can't eat it at all.

"It's made of goat's milk, so it won't cause allergies, and it's added with green tea, so it won't be fishy."

Mu Nancheng glanced over, and saw Xiao Ran biting his chopsticks in a daze, as if he didn't understand why he knew his taboos and tastes, his face was still pale, but his eyes were agile, and confusion and innocence were distinct .

Finally started to have life.

A news reporter on TV was interviewing a biological scientist and asked him his opinion on polysperm embryo technology. The gray-bearded scholar said seriously:

"This experiment is indeed of epoch-making significance, but it is currently unrealistic to say that two men can conceive a child. The embryo can only obtain sufficient nutrition through the combination of sperm and egg, and the embryo formed by two sperm alone will not be able to get enough nutrition even if it meets a pair of sperm." A little bit of external pressure can easily cause shocks, and even affect the cardiopulmonary function of a male conceived person. Moreover, after the combination of multiple sperm and a single egg, we need to face a series of moral and ethical issues..."

Mu Nancheng raised his hand to hold Xiao Ran's head and turned around:

"Don't stare, eat quickly, and take you back to Lihu Villa when you're full."

Song Xiaoran was startled.

Mu Nancheng didn't seem to know how much what he said had an impact on Xiao Ran, so he took another piece of milk cake for him slowly, and added, "You should see my mother."

Xiao Ran hesitated for a moment. In his opinion, there is no need to be too formal in many aspects of the marriage between him and Mu Nancheng, who each get what they need. After everyone achieves their goals, they will always go their separate ways.

However, Mu Nancheng had already stood up, and he went to the window to make a phone call. The sunlight poured down on him, blurring the outline of his side face. Xiao Ran heard him tell the other party concisely on the phone that he would bring Going back to Lihu Manor by himself, he knew in his heart that it was meaningless to refuse, Xiao Ran frowned displeased, he was afraid that he would have to learn from Mu Nancheng's strong style in the future.

At this moment, Mu Nancheng suddenly turned his head to look over, Xiao Ran was slightly taken aback because he saw Mu Nancheng smiling.

The corners of the man's lips were raised very shallowly, but his eyes shone lightly, and the smile seeped out from the inner layer of the pupil membrane, layer upon layer. Only then did Xiao Ran realize that Mu Nancheng's eyelashes were very long, covered by the sunlight. It was bleached and dyed golden yellow, which gave him a warm and tender temperament for no reason.

Because the other party on the call is his mother?

This person is cruel and ruthless, but he is filial to his mother, which is rare.

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Note: This paragraph is basically nonsense, "The combination of multiple sperm and eggs reduces the risk of mitochondrial gene defects in a single sperm and egg, and reduces the probability of genetic diseases" comes from Du Niang.

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