strange village

The gray-haired man's voice seemed to have a magical power to calm her emotions. Although she was still worried, her tension subsided and she felt relieved. She even had a little expectation for the next thing. She held her daughter like dough The warmth from the soft little hands seemed to give her strength.

She got up and followed her. Her black dress was of good texture and did not leave any marks when she got up, but she still used her free hand to straighten the hem of the dress, trying to smooth out the non-existent folds. Step forward quickly.

Zhu Muning followed at the end. They walked through the long white corridor and boarded the elevator. There were no extra buttons in this elevator. There was only an LCD screen on the surface, which needed voiceprint recognition to control it. Zhou Yaping clearly said S2 In the laboratory, a clear and friendly female voice came from the direction of the LCD screen: S2 laboratory, authority confirmation, going to: S2 laboratory.

Then, they felt a slight jolt, and the elevator began to move.

Zhou Yaping's hair reminded Jin Ling of her father. The color was like the fur of a silver fox, and it was like snowflakes in the cold winter staining the ends of the hair. It looked a little bleak, but also a little romantic.

Perhaps because of the unfamiliar environment, although the temperature in this building is suitable, it gives people a cold feeling everywhere. Mu Mu felt that the hand held by her mother was a little wet, and she couldn't tell the difference between the sweat and the sweat. Whose.

When they arrived at a closed steel gate, Zhou Yaping first read a string of letters on the LCD screen in front of the camera, and then followed the prompts to nod, turn his head, blink and other actions, and soon the door opened automatically up.

They walked into an empty room, and Mu Mu looked up at her mother, as if she wanted to ask where the father they were looking for was.

Zhou Yaping pressed the button on the operation panel on one side, and the wall on one side gradually became transparent. It turned out that it was just a glass with virtual reality technology applied. The side of the glass looked familiar, just like her not long ago. I often wait for my husband in the ICU isolation ward, and there is a person half lying on the bed.

Jin Ling felt dizzy when she saw the familiar silhouette, and the painful memory of the previous period came back to her mind.

At this time, a man came in the ward. He didn't wear protective clothing, a mask or face shield, but only a white work uniform like Zhou Yaping's. He looked relaxed. He approached the bed and gently woke up the person on the bed.

She hadn't seen such an expression and such a scene for a long time.

The person on the bed didn't seem to be in deep sleep, but his reaction was still a little slow, and he sat up with the help of the staff.

When Jin Ling saw the thoughtful side face that day and night, she was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

"Father! It's Dad!" Mu Mu had already broken free from her mother's hand, lying on the glass, looking inside eagerly while reading.

At this time, it seemed that their voices could not be heard in the ward, nor could they be seen from the inside. The staff whispered something in his ear, he hesitated for a moment, seemed a little confused, but still nodded.The staff helped him stretch his limbs. He seemed to have been bedridden for a long time, and his whole body was a little stiff. Following the staff's movements, he turned his head slightly toward the glass.

Jin Ling clenched her hands tightly, staring unblinkingly at the man in the glass who looked exactly like her husband, but Mu Mu shouted, "He's not dad!"

Zhu Muning said, "Isn't he your father?"

"No! It's just that they look alike, Dad here," Mu Mu stepped back from the glass angrily, pointed at the forehead and the area near the brow bone, and said with certainty: "Dad is injured here, there is a Scars! He doesn't have one, he's a fake."

Zhu Muning didn't know what to say to the girl whose attitude changed suddenly.

Mu Mu was not only very disappointed, but also very angry. She was obviously agitated, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were watery, and her pair of round eyes were wide open as much as she could, as if she was struggling to keep herself from crying, but Tears kept gushing from those black and white eyes, and soon they were about to drip uncontrollably from the edge of the eyelashes.

It is actually difficult for a child of a few years old to control tears, but a child like her has shed too many tears, experienced too much pain and disappointment. Facing a serious illness, this kind of emotion has no return. What's the use?Mu Mu didn't get close to the glass wall, and she didn't throw herself into her mother's arms to seek comfort. The disaster made this five or six-year-old child grow up rapidly, and he was extremely sensitive to painful emotions, but he didn't dare to express them presumptuously.

Mu Mu lowered her head and stopped talking, but Zhou Yaping came over, looked at the girl's fluffy hair, put her hand on her shoulder, and said, "There is no scar because we cured him."

Mu Mu raised her head, Yuanyuan's face was covered with tears: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. You haven't seen your father for almost half a year, right? During this period of time, we worked hard to treat him and healed the scar on his head by the way. It's not a big deal."

Tong Zhao is an enterprise manager. Not long after the outbreak of Sibal's disease, he also had early symptoms of infection. The opportunity for him to be admitted to the hospital and diagnosed was that he suddenly lost control of his body on the way to work one day. He fell down the stairs, broke his head, and was sent to the hospital for examination, so he left the scar, which was the last time his daughter saw him.

Mu Mu turned her head and looked into the ward again.

The man sat on the hospital bed, quietly listening to the staff talking, and made some responses from time to time, but both the expression and the reply seemed to be a little slow, and there was a little confusion in his eyes.

Zhou Yaping pressed another button on the operation panel, and the staff said to Tong Zhao, "Look over there, who is here to see you?"

Hearing this, Tong Zhao turned his head and looked towards the side of the glass, and immediately saw the little girl closest to the glass.

"Mu Mu, is that you? Mu Mu."

The little girl opened her eyes wide.

"Mu Mu, Dad has been sleeping for a long time, and it's already September. I missed Mu Mu's birthday. Dad promised you to take you and Mom to Disneyland. I missed the appointment. Can you forgive Dad?"

Mu Mu nodded happily and shouted, "It's Dad, it's true! Mom!"

The woman behind her broke down and burst into tears. Tong Zhao obviously noticed her, and said guiltily and affectionately in her direction, "Lingling, I'm sorry."

Mu Mu came over to comfort the crying mother. The woman hugged her tightly and let her daughter lean on her, but she couldn't stop crying. She sobbed and shook her head vigorously.

Ten minutes later, in Zhou Yaping's office.

Zhou Yaping was leaning against the bed with a mug in his hand. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he was looking at the Mumu family not far away. It was the back view of the three holding hands and leaving together.

Zhu Muning walked in: "We did a good thing."

Zhou Yaping raised the cup to his mouth and took a sip, then raised his head again: "I think it's too early to say."

"Mumu is very happy."

"Is the new agreement signed?"

"It's all signed."

"They don't have any questions?"

"Yes, you don't seem very satisfied?"

"No, I just felt a little surprised." Zhou Yaping put the mug on the table and said, "Then everything will go according to the original plan and the experiment will continue."

Times are really different.

The cloning technology used to have both good and bad reputation. A long time ago, it broke through the technical bottleneck and matured. The real obstacle lies in ethics.

More than 100 years ago, cloned dogs were the first to approach people's families.Although human cloning is banned worldwide, no country opposes canines.

At first, dog cloning was called stupid, superficial and cruel, and opponents said that the clone was not your original dog because the soul could not be copied.And this is very inhumane to animals, because a cloned dog may need thousands of embryos and hundreds of surrogate dogs.

But the voice of opponents has not stopped the development of this industry. The price of cloning a pet can buy a car or even a house, so this kind of consumption is not popular.Once the price is high, those who claim to love their companion dogs are also discouraged.

But the result is that most consumers who choose to clone companion dogs are quite satisfied with the results. Although the personality of the cloned dog may be slightly different from the original one, people do not have too much demand for cute puppies. Shaking fluffy hair and running towards you, your heart will be filled with a thought, and sure enough it recognizes me.

Although those loved lives are gone, those DNAs are carried on, and the companionship makes up for some regrets to some extent, soothes the despair of losing a loved one, and reduces the immeasurable pain caused by a farewell, even if it is not Not the same dog.

This is a start.In the following decades, the technology of artificial uterus and IVG has matured day by day, and new technologies have emerged continuously.

Although Tong Zhao's resurrection has nothing to do with cloning technology, their situations are similar in terms of the difficulty of acceptance by his family and the whole society.

After the disaster ravaged the earth, it left behind a large number of discontinued factories, empty houses, and lonely human beings with painful memories.Because of the strange disease of losing memory and brain function, people began to rethink the definition of life.

The same physical body, the same memory, does it mean that they are the same person?

"I will prove it to you." Zhou Yaping said to the air.