Changqing Biological, Core Laboratory.

"The patient's treatment eligibility assessment is complete."

"The isolation and purification of T-cells from serum samples are complete."

"The antigen virus vector has been successfully introduced, and the T-cells have shown good chimerism with the antigen receptor."

"Group 2, numbers 21 and backup 23 chimeric T-cells have been transferred to an in vitro culture dish for Car-T cell expansion..."

Listening to his subordinate researchers report the progress of their work one by one, Zheng Dalu looked at the pale yellow culture fluid in the glass dish, his expression filled with excitement.

Car-T therapy was naturally not unfamiliar to Zheng Dalu.

After all, his main focus during his time at medical school was genetic engineering technology.

Using a virus as a transport vector, gene fragments obtained through genetic engineering editing serve as chimeras to activate human T-cells to target and eliminate specific cancer cells precisely.

This is an advanced cutting-edge medical technique that activates the body's immune system by external forces to remove tumors or invasive entities.

The basic principle is quite simple, but precisely activating T-cells targeting a specific goal requires advanced genetic technology and countless clinical trials.

This involves multiple production processes and dozens of interim control steps, with the viral vector process and CAR-T cell production process being the most complex.

There are quite a few related papers in the country, but those with practical significance are few and far between.

It is said that some research institutions abroad already have preliminary breakthroughs, but at most, they are still in the clinical trial stage.

But now someone suddenly tells him that this technology has again and again been broken through by our Changqing Biological...

The "Gene Deletion and Recombination Virus (For Pigs) Vaccine" has already been produced on a large scale, and the "Alzheimer's prediction technology," though still needing time for verification, has achieved fairly good results clinically with promising prospects.

Success after success has somewhat numbed Zheng Dalu.

As the one pushed to the front as the "first author," his only task, as always, is to bring theoretical technology to the ground...

In theory, this is a terrific wealth.

But to keep pouring this wealth on you bowl after bowl... isn't it a bit unscientific?

Over here, there isn't even a start yet, and I've heard Chairman Gao is already launching a project to develop a brain-machine interface...

Demonstrating great confidence, nothing short of cutting-edge will suffice!

Zheng Dalu secretly wondered to himself which big shot... or rather which research organization filled with big shots he was covering for...

He now understands clearly that his company's way of doing things can be summed up in one word... concealment!

The top coder "Demon Hunter" over at Baiyeji, their identity remains a mystery to this day.

And Changqing Biological looks transparent and open, but only a handful of people know that the recent "light of the medical world," Professor Zheng, is merely a puppet pushed to the front lines.

Coding can be done remotely, and being present is not all-important.

But medical technology is different, otherwise, why call it "clinical" medicine?

Perhaps this is what really constitutes his "million-dollar" annual salary for Professor Zheng...

Having a clear understanding of his position, Zheng Dalu relaxed himself.

The guilt from a reputation unearned pales in comparison to witnessing one medical miracle after another standing on the shoulders of giants.

"Where is the patient now?"

"He has been arranged in a special ward, though looking at the vital signs... the situation is not optimistic."

"Hmm! Has the clinical trial consent form been signed?"

"Yes, it's been signed."

"Good, make preparations in a timely manner and schedule the clinical injection for tomorrow..."

...

Elsewhere, in a clean single-occupancy hospital room.

Lying on the hospital bed, Ning Shisan stared blankly at the ceiling above.

The intermittent severe pain was slowly eroding his body, and faint bloodstains could be seen on the white sheets beneath him.

He knew... his time was running out.

After the orphanage mission ended, he was taken here by a special vehicle for recuperation, along the way being arranged to sign several documents.

Those with a load of indemnity clauses...

However, he didn't care at all about what he was signing; to a dying person, everything was meaningless.

In truth, he didn't oppose spending his last days in this quiet hospital room.

Rather than letting Wuyue watch him waste away day by day, enduring indescribable excruciating pain, until he was nothing but skin and bones...

He could imagine how she would wash her face with tears every midnight.

In the world of adults, even farewells can be very silent.

To leave in silence, depriving anyone of the chance to hold you back, not giving anyone the room for sorrow, perhaps this is the tenderness of adulthood...

This was what he originally thought.

However, the more he wanted to forget, that only attachment in his heart became even more persistent...

"Sigh!" With a deep sigh, he tried to think positively.

At least after his death, she would have a comfortable life with sufficient security funds, and maybe... she could truly stand up again.

If only... he could see that day...

Thinking of this, he picked up his phone and sent a message to the mysterious person.

"When will Wuyue's prosthetic be ready?"

After a moment, a belated reply came from the other side.

[Just initiated the project, how could it be so fast.]

Just initiated? Didn't you say the technology was mature? What does "just initiated" mean?

Ning Shisan frowned, "You promised me..."

[Hey, hey! Don't sound like those unpaid migrant workers; I didn't say I wouldn't deliver, it's just that I have too many projects on hand, you've got to give me some time to prioritize, right?]

"Don't you think your rhetoric is getting more and more like a debtor refusing to pay..."

[I... you can be absolutely assured, okay? I can even break an alien's leg, I'm definitely going to fix your leg!]

"Alright, I'll ask you every day from now on."

[...]

"Hey, hey! Are you not planning to delay until I'm dead, making it a 'no proof with a dead body' situation?"

The mysterious person sent an "speechless" emoji.

[Come on, enough already, if you die an unjust death, I might worry you'd come through the network to chat with me.

Is there no basic trust between the boss and employees anymore?

Otherwise, you could resign, and I'll process it immediately?]

Seeing the mysterious person really about to get mad, Ning Shisan quickly softened.

"Cough! Don't get mad, I was just anxious since I don't have much time left."

[Alright, I understand how you feel, but your worry is unnecessary.

If you stay long enough, you'll realize our organization is a conscientious enterprise with warmth and humanity.

Especially for those brothers fighting on the front line!

I often remind myself, brothers risk their lives for the organization, if I don't motivate, don't raise their pay, don't maximize their benefits, am I still human?

Our organization's consistent principle is—never treat brothers harshly!

Besides, your situation is just a matter of a shot.]

Ning Shisan was stunned for a moment.

A shot?

What does that mean?

In my current situation...

If you don't want to see your brother suffer, usually isn't it about giving him one last shot to end it?

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