A progress bar immediately appeared on the large light curtain, and Mingyu stared at the light curtain with all his attention.

Song Xingzhou stood by the desk, crossed his chest with his hands, looked at Mingyu and then looked at two light curtains.

He pushed his tongue against his cheek, and he couldn't help but ask, "Can Yizhen heal herself? What's the situation now?"

Ming Yu didn't even raise his eyelids, and seemed to think of something, and turned on the light curtain of his smart bracelet.

Staring at the back of Mingyu's head, Song Xingzhou almost glared out a hole.

Bang-

Song Xingzhou slapped his hands on the desk, and he said angrily: "Hey! I'm asking you!"

Mingyu still ignored him, and he frowned on the light curtain to browse the files.

At this time, the progress bar on the large light curtain reached 100%, and a series of data appeared on the light curtain.

Ming Yu pushed open the light curtain of the smart bracelet, and he opened another window and folded the contents of the two windows together. Then, a comparison window for the two files immediately appeared on the large light curtain. Although they were rows of acgts, the order was slightly different.

Looking at the comparison results, Ming Yu's eyebrows have become the character "chuan".

"No difference?" Song Xingzhou looked at the comparison results on the big light curtain and asked subconsciously.

Ming Yan seemed to have not heard it. He took out the headphones from his white coat pocket, put them on and called Dean Lu.

Dean Lu answered the phone after beating several times.

Ming Yu said without waiting for Dean Lu to speak: "I need experts from every department to come to the laboratory." He paused, "Immediately."

Ming Yan's tone was quick, with a hint of impatience.

It is completely different from Ming Yan, who was calm and composed in the past.

This was the first time that President Lu heard Ming Yu make such a request. He felt that something must have happened, so he asked: "What happened?"

"Ms. Qian is in a coma, but I can't find out what's wrong with her body." Ming Yan's tone was filled with anxiety and a sense of frustration that he hadn't noticed.

The test results of the DNR device are not particularly different from the test results yesterday. It can only mean that Qian Yizhen's sudden fall into a coma has nothing to do with genetic mutations.

It turned out that something happened to Qian Yizhen. Dean Lu sent someone to invite experts from various departments in the hospital to Mingyu's laboratory without saying a word.

Not long after, more than a dozen experts arrived at the red brick building in heavy rain. A group of people went to the second floor in a mighty manner. The few who were doing experiments on the first floor felt strange.

"Sister Liao, do you know what happened upstairs?" Someone ran to Liao Yunmeng's seat and asked in a low voice.

The other people also slowly leaned over and looked at Liao Yunmeng with curious eyes.

It has been a few weeks since they came to Tianhe Hospital, and this is the first time they have seen such a big scene.

Ming Yu liked Jing. Except for the people who could enter the laboratory, some of them who came from Changrong, there were Song Xingzhou and Qian Yizhen, who was the key experimental subject.

"It seems that something happened to Miss Qian." Liao Yunmeng put down the utensil in her hand and said casually.

"Is it the sequelae of gene mutation?" Some people speculated.

Someone started to guess what was going on upstairs.

Liao Yunmeng did not participate. She calmly put her experimental samples back into the refrigerator, took off her disposable silicone gloves and threw them into the trash can in the laboratory, as if nothing happened upstairs had to do with her.

Looking at Liao Yunmeng's appearance as if she was about to leave, someone asked curiously: "Sister Liao, it's raining heavily outside, where are you going?"

"I made an appointment with a friend." Liao Yunmeng smiled, "I will leave the data collection to you later, and I will treat you to dinner tomorrow."

"Wow! Senior Sister Liao is so polite!"

"Long live Senior Sister Liao!"

Amid the cheers of several people, Liao Yunmeng left the laboratory.

"I really don't understand why Professor Ming chose Liu Wen as his assistant, rather than Senior Sister Liao, who graduated from the Y-National Medical College." Some people sighed, but the sour smell in their tone was too strong.

"That's it." Someone immediately agreed.

In their opinion, Liu Wen, who has a similar background as theirs, cannot compare with Liao Yunmeng, who graduated from the National Medical College of Y. It is simply a world.

But Ming Yan chose Liu Wen as his assistant, which they could not understand.

At the door of the laboratory, Liao Yunmeng did not leave immediately after closing the door, but stood at the door and listened to the content discussed inside for a while.

With her hands crossed her chest and her lips raised slightly, she raised her head and glanced at the roof, then went to the locker room to change into her white coat.

So what if you can go up to the second floor?

It's just an experimental subject, and it's possible that the experimental subject will be hung at any time.

The second floor is the lounge in Mingyu.

Qian Yizhen lay on the bed with her eyes closed, like a sleeping beauty.

No matter who calls her, she can't wake up.

In the not-so-spacious room, a group of experts wearing white coats and white hair stood, and they were discussing Qian Yizhen's situation fiercely.

"The blood test results are out, and everything is normal."

"How is that possible?"

"You open the light curtain and look at it yourself!"

"Blood pressure, heartbeat, and breathing are normal, why haven't you woke up yet?"

"Is it narcolepsy?"

"Impossible! The patient has no history of depression and is physically and mentally healthy."

Song Xingzhou leaned against the wall, watching a group of experts constantly arguing, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Only about 10% of diseases that can be treated by medicine, and 90% of diseases cannot be treated. To be precise, medicine cannot treat it at present.

After studying medicine, Song Xingzhou deeply understood this.

Seeing these experts blushing in their faces, Song Xingzhou shook his head.

Sure enough, there are some things that cannot be expected too much.

Kicking Ming Ye, who was standing by the bed and looking at the light curtain, Song Xingzhou glanced at Qian Yizhen, who was sleeping peacefully, and he touched his chin and said his guess: "Can Yizhen just fall asleep? Maybe she will wake up by herself tomorrow."

It sounds a bit unreliable, but now I can only wait for Qian Yizhen to wake up naturally.

Ming Yi's hand paused, and he glanced at Qian Yizhen.

"Maybe it's really just asleep."

*

The storm comes quickly and leaves quickly.

The lights are just coming, and the nightlife in Nanshan City has just begun.

In front of the quaint gate of Qiandou Pavilion, the most lively place on the pedestrian street. Liao Yunmeng arrived more than ten minutes earlier, but he didn't expect that the person who asked her to have an appointment earlier than her.

"Miss Liao, please sit down." Qiu Yajing stood up from the table and made a call to Liao Yunmeng.

Liao Yunmeng walked to the opposite side of Qiu Yajing and sat down. After the waiter who led Liao Yunmeng to close the door and leave, the only two of them were left in the private room.

The two women looked at each other, and no one wanted to speak first.

Liao Yunmeng felt that Qiu Yajing was very beautiful, and she was the gorgeous beauty that made people impressed at first sight.

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The thunder is loud and the raindrops are small.

Zhenzhen is fine!
Chapter completed!