Chapter 148： Love bet live game 18┃You are my miracle (1/2)
After the software was developed, Zhuang Li's research on genetic modification agents also accelerated.
It is precisely based on the powerful computing power of this software that he can analyze every gene fragment of Si Ming to find the code to modify them.
After another month or so, Zhuang Li came out of the laboratory, took off his goggles, and said to the waiting researchers, "Success."
Everyone was stunned for a while before they burst into ecstatic voices, "Success?"
"is that true?"
"Can we go in and see Tony?"
Zhuang Li pointed to the glass door behind him and nodded with a smile: "Go in, don't scare Tony. We will file an application report and start human experiments this afternoon. Are you ready for volunteers?"
"Find it! Many people have come to sign up after hearing about our research project. It is said that some people have spent tens of millions to buy a place." Researchers poured into the laboratory and surrounded a monkey named Tony to watch Non-stop, with a happy smile on his face.
Tony spun around in the cage in fright, one arm drooping weakly, the other shaking the iron railing forcefully, and shouting something.
A young researcher had nothing to do and dubbed it: "Let me out, let me out, you **** humans!"
Everyone burst into laughter, checked Tony's latest medical report, and sighed with emotion: "Without us **** humans, Tony, you're dead! You have ALS!"
"Tony's disease has been cured, but unfortunately his hand is still paralyzed. He can't climb trees in the future, so he can only pick up fruit from the ground to eat." A researcher bent down, stared at Tony's arm hanging on the ground, and shook his head regretfully.
"The arm can also recover." Zhuang Li, who was standing by to check the experimental data, suddenly said.
"Really? Mr. Zhuang, do you have a way to make his arm move again?" All the researchers looked at Zhuang Li with expectant expressions on their faces.
"Well, this is my next research project, brain-computer interface technology. Fusion of brain, human body and machinery into a new life form. This life form has physical strength, intelligence and lifespan beyond ordinary people, in any environment. All can survive well." Zhuang Li casually talked about the future while filling in the information.
A group of researchers were fascinated and murmured: "Isn't that the mechanical warrior?"
Zhuang Li thought about it carefully and explained: "It's not a mechanical warrior, more precisely, it's a super race that has flesh and blood wrapped in steel, and can survive for hundreds of years without aging."
Researcher: "..." This is much cooler than a mechanical warrior!
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Two months later, Zhuang Li was invited to attend Mr. Si's 70th birthday.
When he arrived, the Si family's house was already brightly lit and splendid.
All the people who came to the banquet were famous and famous people, or they gathered together to drink in twos and threes, or a dozen people gathered around a table to chat and laugh. Cigarettes sat in the corner to take a nap, and there was a lavish scene on and off the field.
Si Ming took the little curl's hand, walked through the fragrant living room, and walked up the spiral staircase with crystal lamps, looking for a private space.
Someone saw them, but they just nodded with a smile and didn't come forward to talk.
This Young Master Si is notoriously eccentric, never participates in social events, and lives like a transparent person.
On the contrary, Xiu Zhaotian often brought his illegitimate son out to banquets and introduced him to respectable elders, as if he was paving the way for him. Before Mr. Si died, he dared to turn over the sky of the Si family, and he didn't know who gave him the courage.
That's all right, Mr. Si was completely irritated by him. He took back all the properties in his hands a while ago, and even the luxury villa of Xiujia was put on a "sale" sign, and he drove people away in disguise.
Today's Xiu Zhaotian is still the same general Xiu who used to call the wind and call the rain, but he is just a homeless and shabby house.
What the Xiu family said was one of the top giants in City B, but what was bad was just a dowry brought by Mrs. Si. Xiu Zhaotian, a little white face who eats soft rice, how can he be so embarrassed to raise a mistress and an illegitimate child under Mr. Si's eyes? It's really mind blowing.
Thinking of this, the guests couldn't help but chuckle in their hearts, looking at Xiu Zhaotian and Xiu Yue who were standing in the corner, with obvious mockery in their eyes.
The Xiu family father and son raised their wine glasses and smiled in return, but their anger and embarrassment were suppressed in their hearts.
Xiu Yue stared at Si Ming and Zhuang Li who were slowly walking up the second floor, his eyes darkened, and he said to his father, "Dad, I'll go to the bathroom."
"Come back quickly, I'll take you to meet your grandfather later." Xiu Zhaotian urged.
"Okay." Xiu Yue nodded with a smile.
The father and son called Mr. Si the grandfather without knowing anything. On the surface, it seemed that he was polite and thoughtful, but in fact, he had already regarded the Si family as his own.
As soon as Xiu Yue left on his front feet, Mr. Si came out on his back feet. Zhong Xingyun was still with him, and Si Ming could not be seen at all.
Everyone was accustomed to Si Ming's absence for a long time, and it was not surprising that they hurriedly gathered around and said blessings.
Xiu Zhaotian also strode over, pushed aside the crowd to support the other arm of Mr. Si, and said casually: "Dad, is Xiao Ming's health better? I helped him find a special treatment for gradually freezing. In the United States, I will take him there in a few days to see if there is any way to delay his onset.
"I heard that his right hand has completely lost consciousness? Can the left hand still be used? Are there any lesions in other parts? His body can't be dragged any longer. You hand him over to me, and I will take him abroad for recuperation."
Hearing these words, all those who came to Hexi showed shocked expressions, and the noisy living room suddenly fell silent.
Everyone knows that Mr. Si's daughter died of ALS. But the news that Si Ming also had ALS was completely concealed by Mr. Si.
Therefore, the outside world all thought that the future Xiu and Si were destined to belong to Si Ming, and Xiu Zhaotian was just a custodian, and he would soon be kicked out by Mr. Si.
Therefore, there are not many people who really look up to Xiu Zhaotian, and everyone's respect and reverence for him is only out of his status as the son-in-law of his family.
A few days ago, he was taken back by the old man Si and kicked out of the house. Everyone watched his jokes a lot, and some people took the opportunity to get into trouble.
However, at this moment, after hearing the news that Si Ming was suffering from ALS, everyone's views on Xiu Zhaotian changed dramatically. No wonder he dared to bring back his illegitimate son, no wonder he lived with his mistress, and Mr. Si didn't say anything, but it turned out that Si Ming was dying!
In this case, wouldn't the Xiu family and the Si family be Xiu Zhaotian's possessions in the future?
Everyone froze for a moment before congratulating Mr. Si on his birthday with a smile, but turned around and started his own little abacus.
Those people who were originally very cold to Xiu Zhaotian now showed gentle smiles, and came over to chat with him one after another with wine glasses in hand.
From the most unpopular clown to the much-anticipated star, Xiu Zhaotian took only one sentence. What if he stepped on Si Ming's position? If Mr. Si didn't want his grandson to die helplessly on the hospital bed for the rest of his life, he had to give him this face.
"Dad, you drink less wine, it's not good for your health." Xiu Zhaotian took the red wine glass from Mr. Si's hand, exercising his master's power in the name of "for your own good".