The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Gu Weimian nodded.

In fact, it is more direct.

It should be about ‘infinite division of cancer cells’.

Normal cells other than stem cells can divide only a limited number of times.

Even stem cells will not divide randomly because mutations are likely to occur during the division process.

There is only one type of cell that can continue to divide almost indefinitely - cancer cells.

Of course, this is just a greedy algorithm. In a theoretical algorithm that can provide unlimited nutrients to cancer cells, cancer cells can divide indefinitely.

In fact, the human body, as a container, cannot provide a steady stream of nutrients to cancer cells.

For Huo Yan’s problem, the power of stem cells to intervene is too small...

Gu Weimian injected nutrients into the petri dish.

This is only a last resort.

If things go well with Ao Qijun, she will naturally not need to use it.

Huo Jian stood blankly for a while and said hesitantly, "Is this subject a little too... too boring?"

His intention was to be too boring.

Gu Weimian looked serious, "This world is full of unknowns. Exploring this unknown is inherently fun. Aren't you curious about the possible mutations caused by cell fission, the distance from yourself, and the limit of the number of cell divisions?"

The man twitched his lips, "I'm not curious..."

The more I listened, the more bored I became.

Gu Weimian tilted his head, "So... you are probably not willing to invest anymore?"

Being stared at by the woman's amber eyes, Huo Jian's heart became a little tight.

He took a deep breath and whispered, "It's not that I don't want to... I don't have that much money."

Eight hundred million.

Just to explore what cell division is.

Even if he knew that this was to contribute to the cognitive progress of the world for all mankind, he was really reluctant to part with it.

It's really not that great.

And this experiment doesn't sound very complicated.

Why do you need so much money?

Hearing this, Gu Weimian shrugged, "Since you don't plan to invest, why are you wasting so much of my time?"

Huo Jian's heart was broken.

As an investor, I will be discriminated against if I can't come up with 800 million, and I won't dare to say a word even if I am discriminated against.

This is what can only happen here with Gu Weimian.

He still held the information on the scar removal cream in his hand, but he couldn't open his mouth.

After finally working up the courage again, there was a "ding-" sound from the elevator.

The man looked back.

Lin Zhiyun ran in with a lot of things in his arms, a cheerful smile on his face.

"Miss Gu, Miss Gu..."

He shouted loudly and pushed Huo Jian away.

Huo Jian's face sank slightly, feeling unhappy in his heart.

"Parrot?"

Only these three words will be repeated.

Lin Zhiyun rolled his eyes and ignored Huo Jian.

He put the things in his hands on the table and said with a smile, "Mr. Huo sent someone to deliver it."

Everyone in the laboratory was stunned for a moment.

He glanced down.

"Don't you have trouble sleeping these days? Mr. Huo specially found the best lavender essential oil and this piano CD, which was recorded live by a master."

All in all, it's a sleep aid.

Things were spread out one after another, pushing Huo Jian into more and more corners.

Huo Jian couldn't bear it anymore and rolled his eyes, "What lavender, what piano CD, are you trying to coax a little girl?"

What kind of vulgar accent is that?

Huo Yan is already so stupid about the relationship between men and women?

In the ear was the girl's slightly hoarse cheerful voice: "I'm just a little girl."