I, the emperor, aspired to the top of the entertainment industry

The buzzing of the ambulance across the sky, Xie Mingzhou was sent directly to the emergency room.

"Zhouzhou, Zhouzhou!" The two professors Xie's hands were cold, and the hands holding Xie Mingzhou kept shaking, pushing the hospital bed into the emergency room.

"Snapped--"

The red lights of the emergency room were on, and the air was filled with the choking smell of disinfectant.

Fu Chen was sitting in the corridor, his always neat shirt collar was in a mess, his hands rested on his forehead, his arm muscles were extremely tight, and his blood was clear.

Sitting beside him was the worried Xie Qianshan.

"Mingzhou will be fine." Xie Qianshan seemed to be comforting Fu Chengu, but also comforting himself.

His heart was also hanging high. He didn't expect that his younger brother's disease was faster than him. Xie Mingzhou's health was poor, and Xie's syndrome entered the middle and late stage. stop situation.

"Boss Fu." Another attending doctor, Wu Cheng, pushed open the door, and soft sobs came from inside.

Fu Chengu's heart sank, he immediately stood up, raised his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Doctor Wu, Ah Zhou—"

His eyes were dark and he paused.

Dr. Wu sighed: "The two professors are still trying their best to treat them. This time, the disease happened suddenly. I originally wanted to try the traditional medicine, but one of the medicines in it was not enough. The two professors can only try to use the newly introduced equipment."

Fu Chengu frowned: "What source of medicine?"

Dr. Wu: "Dragon bone grass, the longer it is preserved, the better the medicinal effect. In ancient times, dragon bone grass was extremely rare, and there were 500 years of dragon bone grass in medical books, but at that time, medical technology was limited, and the efficacy of dragon bone grass could not be brought into full play. In modern times, with the evolution of history, more and more ancient organisms have become extinct, and it has been difficult to grow such hundreds of years of keel grass."

It is a great regret for the medical and archaeological circles.

Fu Chengu frowned and pondered for a long time, countless images flew by in his mind.He pondered for a moment, then turned around and said calmly to Secretary Li, "Notify the people in the company's scientific research team and follow me to a place."

He frowned and supported Wu Cheng's shoulder: "Doctor Wu, please wait for me to come back."

Wu Cheng was stunned, the man in front of him was calm and self-possessed, but he could clearly feel the man shaking his hand.

Fu Chengu looked stern, and strode out of the hospital with Secretary Li.

Several people drove all the way to the hillside last night.

In front of the bamboo house, Fu Chengu looked thoughtfully at the poor and nameless wooden monument in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers.

——The cemetery of Shen Xiang, where countless archaeologists have pursued for a lifetime, is here.

It's cold and simple, no one cares about it, and it doesn't seem to be the place where a generation of powerful officials returned.

Fu Chengu bypassed his wooden sign and walked towards the small hill behind the sea of ​​flowers following his memory.

He remembered that the source of the medicine he had sealed up with his own hands was on the hill, but after thousands of years, he couldn't be sure whether the source of the medicine was still there.

As he walked, memories flooded the mountain.

During the Ming Dynasty, Qingzhou was a remote border town, far away from the imperial city.

There is a medical clinic in Qingzhou, which is opened every morning before dawn for consultations, and the doctor of the medical clinic sees a strange patient every day.

It is better to say that it is a patient than a doctor.

Dressed in clean white clothes with noble air, wearing a green jade hairpin on his head, with an indifferent face, holding a few pairs of freshly picked medicinal materials in his hand, exuding an indifference that repulses others for thousands of miles.

All in all, not like normal people.

"This handsome guy is here again." Several old ladies at the entrance of the medical hall sighed, "It is said that they want to find a rare dragon bone herb to treat some hidden disease. Doctors say that this dragon bone herb is a rare medicinal herb that grows in barren mountains The cliff is extremely difficult to find, but he still gathers medicine every day without stopping."

He came on time every day, and when the clinic opened, everyone thought that this man was crazy.

Everyone asked him what he wanted to do, but he just cherished words like gold and wanted to save an old friend.

Not long after, the young man in white came out of the clinic, and everyone looked at him in astonishment. He didn't notice it at all, and continued to gather medicine on the barren mountain and cliff.

He asked for medicine in the Imperial Palace Hospital to no avail, and resigned after the court was stabilized. He had traveled to Qingzhou, Shuzhou, Jingzhou... from south to north, and traveled all over the large and small medical clinics.

Fortunately, God did not disappoint him.He finally found an old quack doctor in Qingzhou and got a prescription for it.But there is a peerless medicinal root in the prescription, that is, the century-old dragon bone grass, which is hard to find anywhere in the country, and it only grows on a hillside in Qingzhou.

Shen Shuxing found that barren mountain, built a bamboo house to live in, gathered herbs at night, and took them to the doctor for identification the next day.

In the evening, after Shen Shuxing collected the medicine, he pushed open the door of the bamboo house with no expression on his face, and lived in seclusion on the deserted mountain all year round. Except for the doctor, he rarely talked to anyone, and his life became a ruthless machine.

Shen Shuxing unbuttoned his clothes, and when collecting herbs, there was a very deep gash on the back of his right hand, almost to the bone, without blinking, he took off the herbs in an orderly manner, then found gauze from the bamboo house, and used another Wrapping the bandage round and round, the bright red blood stained the snow-white bandage shockingly.

He glanced lightly, wrote as usual, spread out the booklet of Emperor Ming's chronicle, and recorded today's medicinal materials in the book for future reference.

The mountains and forests at night were extremely quiet. Before he finished writing, the night wind passed through the mountains and forests, and swept into the window sill of the bamboo house, carrying a faint fragrance of flowers.

Shen Shuxing looked out the window.

The phoenix tree, which has been dead and silent for the whole winter, has faintly shed its flowers, and it is another year of spring and March.

The pen stopped suddenly, and his resolute eyes lost focus for a moment.

The pages of "Mingdi Chronicle" have piled up into mountains, and the flowers have bloomed year after year.

Only then did he regain his senses in bewilderment.He has been strong for five years, and the man has been gone for five years.He never dared to approach the tombstone in the imperial city from the beginning to the end.

The night wind blew away the rice paper, but he still sat by the window with his cold face sunk in the night, without moving for a long time.

According to legends in the world, Emperor Ming once nourished his power and ambition, and now that the power is in the hands of the people, he finally has the opportunity to aspire to be the king of the prosperous age and add his name to the history book of emperors.But he chose to let go of his fame and fame, and lived in poverty in the mountains.

Others said that he hid it too deeply, and no one could pry into his heart, but the jade pendant on his waist, which symbolizes peace, was still shining in the night, and he protected it so that it was not stained; Ask about medicine.

The lack of focus just now seemed to be an illusion, Shen Shuxing lowered his eyes, and continued to write one by one, writing down each pair of medicinal materials in an orderly manner.

A promise to an afterlife.

This has surpassed the concept of secular ethics, but he is always waiting.

Because he had waited for the spring breeze.

……

"Boss Fu! There is really a sealed stone box here!" the researcher said, "It seems that the preservation is still complete!"

Fu Chengu's eyes were complicated, he knelt down, "Sure enough, it's still there."

He raised his head impressively, "Send it to the research institute."

At the same time, at the door of the operating room of Ren'ai Hospital.

Wen Tao Xiaoye, including Xie Qianshan, were all staring at the operating lamp anxiously.

With a crying voice, Xiaoye asked anxiously: "Brother Wen, Mr. Xie, brother Xie must get better! Brother Xie's movie hasn't been released yet, how can he fall down, woo woo!"

Wen Tao's expression froze for a long time.On the shooting scene, Xie Mingzhou survived such a high-intensity fight scene countless times with his stubborn will, his face turned pale again and again, and he fell asleep in the car without even drinking water after the scene. The heart-warming drama is brought to the screen.

Now the pre-sales are huge, and the world is released simultaneously. Thousands of people are waiting for the official release of Huaguo's martial arts, but Xie Mingzhou was lying in the emergency room on the eve of the eve. The man who was followed by everyone in the team, a man like a god, suddenly fell down. Everyone couldn't accept it at all, and he was even more stuck in his throat.

He didn't know how sad Xie Mingzhou would be if he missed this feast.

The red light flashed for nearly six hours, racing against the clock. Everyone was worried, staring at the light for a moment, and there was no time to take a bite of food.

It was not until night that the lights in the operating room were turned off, and Professor Xie and a group of doctors rolled out the snow-white hospital bed. The person on the bed was pale and his eyes were closed.

"The danger is over this time." Father Xie's forehead was covered with beads of sweat: "We are still in a coma and need to continue to observe, and relapse may occur at any time..." The disease has entered a high incidence period, and it will be fatal sooner or later if it is not cured.

"Zhouzhou has a strong will to survive, he will be fine." Xie's mother's eyes were red, and the thin lips of the person on the bed kept trembling and sweating during the first aid process. He was trying his best to survive, stay in this world, and let her It hurts to see.

"Two professors, Mr. Fu said he has something urgent and wants to invite them over." The assistant nurse hurried over, "About the source of medicine for Xie's disease."

Xie's parents looked at each other with fixed eyebrows, and immediately strode out of the hospital.

In the afternoon of the next day, a shocking hot search went online.

#The well-preserved 500-year-old keel grass was unearthed#

For a while, experts in the archaeological and medical circles were shocked.In the modern medical field, due to species degradation and environmental pollution, keel grass can only be cultivated artificially, and most of them can't live for 50 years. It is only recorded in history books that keel grass has grown for a hundred years on ancient primitive hillsides.

However, several well-preserved 500-year-old keel grasses were born. The medicinal effects of 50-year-old dragon bone grass and 500-year-old dragon bone grass are very different.

What really attracted people's attention was the sealing technology that shocked the archaeological community.

According to experts' speculation, this dragon bone grass has been sealed for at least 900 years, and the sarcophagus is tightly sealed, surrounded by a small amount of mercury carbide for corrosion protection, and other chemical substances of great research value.

It was originally an exciting hot search, but it seemed that someone had planned it for a long time, and another news broke out immediately, and the drafts were overwhelming.

"It is reported that the medicinal herb was dug out by Fu's personnel, but the president of the Fu Group refused to give the medicinal herb to prevent archaeologists from studying the sealing technology."

Public opinion was immediately incited, and people who eat melons cursed angrily.

"Damn it, what happened to the Fu family? It has been sealed for 900 years. If this sealing technology is solved, it will be an archaeological miracle!"

"The capitalists are out to make trouble again? Want to sell them for money?!"

"The filter is broken, Fu Chengu is probably trying to make money! Disgusting capitalist!"

Passers-by were indignant, and even went to Fu's official blog to post bad comments, which was bound to make Fu Chengu hand over the Dragon Bone Grass.

Far away in the office of the president of Huace Film and Television in country A.

"Director Hua, the news has been released." The secretary whispered, and handed over Hua Guo's public opinion information.

The middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows looked down, then lay back on the boss chair, smiled happily, "Very good."

The heavens were helping him, Xie Mingzhou was suffering from a hidden disease and was sent to the emergency room, and the Fu Group was deeply involved in the whirlpool of public opinion.In recent years, he was embarrassingly expelled from the Huaguo capital circle by Fu's capital, and the drama he invested in was forced to be taken off the shelves by Xie Mingzhou. He suffered all kinds of humiliation, and he had to get back the hundreds of millions of assets that evaporated from these two people.

Ruin is not enough.

It's just a Huaguo movie, but he still wants to hit the big prize in Olans, Walt laughed lowly.

Orlans in country A is his territory.

……

Ren'ai Hospital, top floor.

The dean frowned: "Boss Fu, you want to use Dragon Bone Grass to treat patients, and you want to cooperate with our hospital for treatment, I understand."

He shook his head, "But you have also seen that this Dragon Bone Grass has a special sealing technique, I'm afraid—"

For medicinal materials of this level to be used by the hospital, it must be signed by him.However, the recent public opinion on the Internet made him very hesitant.

However, the dean saw the man in front of him with a cold face, and his eyes swept over him with a sense of oppression. He didn't want to talk nonsense with him at all, and threw out a document.

After the words fell, the dean and the dean's assistant looked forward, scanned the large characters on the cover, and their eyes froze: "Patent?"

At the same time, the insults on the Internet are still attacking Fu, pressuring Fu to hand over the sealed Dragon Bone Grass, and the major sunspot marketing accounts are trying to add fuel to the flames.

As everyone pointed out, Fu's official blog is finally online.

"The herb belongs to the private medicinal materials left by Fu's ancestors. Secondly, Fu's scientific research team and Xie's Biochemical Research Institute have cracked the sealing technology of Dragon Bone Grass, and are now applying for a patent. Thank you for your attention."

Concise and concise, yet powerful.

As soon as the news came out, the major experts in the archaeological field were stunned for a long time, and within a few days of excavation, they directly deciphered the 900-year-old sealing technology. How powerful are the scientific research teams of Fu and Xie?

"Is this the person who found the archived one!!"

"Damn, it's amazing! I'm shocked at the speed at which this paper was issued! I have to go and read it!"

"The paper is also signed by two professors Xie from the biomedical field! My God! My idol!"

"Made's group of people who asked people to return the medicine, the face hurts! The PUA must die!"

Fu followed suit with a second statement.

"The sealing technology belongs to Fu's ancestral private technology, but after applying for a patent, it will be licensed to the National Academy of Archeology and the Bureau of Cultural Relics on a large scale and put into wide use."

Experts from the Institute of Archaeology, Cultural Affairs Bureau, and archeology below praised it one after another.

"Thank you Fu! A cooperation has been reached!"

"Wow, who is the ancestor of the Fu family?! Which immortal?"

"Father Fu, come to the archaeological world! The archaeological world needs you [Slide Kneeling]!"

After watching it with mixed feelings, the dean and assistants completely let go of their worries, not to mention that the two heavyweight professors of the hospital have already participated in it, and finally sighed deeply: "Okay."

The dean's expression was complicated: "Boss Fu, are you sure you want to use—"

Fu Chengu looked at him expressionlessly, "Otherwise."

In this life, he will never let go of his lover again.