"Teacher Zhao, I..."
Looking at president Zhao giving up for Ye Feng without hesitation, Fang Xiaohui quietly took president Zhao's hand and said: "teacher, my uncle is from the Health Bureau of Ancheng..."
"I know!"
President Zhao nodded, reached out and knocked off Fang Xiaohui's hand. "If it wasn't for your uncle's reason, you would be admitted to graduate school. If you are not convinced, you can let your uncle come to talk to me in person!"
"You..."
Looking at Zhao Yuan's ruthlessness, Fang Xiaohui was suddenly speechless.
With the invitation of the Royal College of medicine, the project cooperation with Burley group, and even the promise of future Nobel Prize, Zhao's identity will be greatly improved.
If he had estimated a director of the Health Bureau before, now he doesn't care about the position of the president of the third class hospital. It's a big deal that he resigns. In the future, academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences will be available. What is Fang Xiaohui's so-called uncle.
"President Zhao..."
Fang Xiaohui also wanted to explain something. Not far away, Mr. Zhang looked at Ye Feng's eyes, and wisely came up and said, "Mr. Fang, don't be nervous. You are so young. There are many opportunities. Let's go out for a drink first."
"If I don't leave, why should I leave? I have my share in the work here. You are killing the chicken to get the eggs. You are tearing down the bridge."
Fang Shaohui pointed to the people in the room and said, "you used to eat mine and use mine. If you want to abandon me like this, you dream that the Nobel Prize has my share. You have to die..."
Listen to this boy excited to say anything, Ye Feng frowned, step forward to grasp his fingers, abruptly up a break, just listen to "creak", the man's wrist was directly broken by Ye Feng.
"Ah, hand...!"
Fang Xiaohui cried in pain, and Bata knelt down on the ground.
"What is it? Now you can roll away slowly. I can't make you shout after a while!" Ye Feng released his wrist and kicked him out of the door.
This Zhang Zong sees this, very sensible waved a hand to lead a person to lift Fang Xiaohui to go out.
"Mr. Ye, you do this..." President Zhao wanted to say something, but he closed his mouth in the last few murmurs. After all, Ye Feng's identity is not up to him.
However, the people in the room looked at this has been very gentle chairman suddenly become so violent, suddenly a little trembling, quite a warning to others.
"Teacher, come and see, we have found something new from this kind of stinger which is not dry!"
Just after Ye Feng threw Fang Xiaohui out of the hall of the villa, the graduate students who were concentrating on the experiment suddenly stared at the microscope and let out a burst of exclamation.
President Zhao quickly walked over, staring at the microscope for a while, immediately surprised to write and draw on the blackboard not far away, some chemical symbols did not jump out.
With the push step by step, the crowd gradually exclaimed.
Ye Feng is very embarrassed to look at the scene in front of him. To be honest, it's really difficult for him to understand these at the level of high school students.
Although his high school chemistry was ok, it was only limited to how to exchange hydrogen and oxygen. He was a little more advanced. When he was in the war zone, he learned how to prepare poisons, but he was still confused about the molecular formula.
"Well, great! So it is, so it is... "
After a while, the old professor put down his chalk and looked excitedly at the combination of the two numbers and letters, then took out the formula given by Mi Jing.
"It is said in the book of changes that there must be an antidote within seven steps of the most poisonous thing. It turns out to be true!" President Zhao looked at the drawing with a happy smile.
Ye Feng looked at the series of numbers and letters on the blackboard - "c22h34o3"
"what is this thing like a password?" Looking at the happy people, Ye Feng can't help but ask: "is this the antidote of poison thorn?"
"That's right, Mr. Ye. This is to quickly dissolve the gingko tree. It's the antidote for that nerve poison thorn. I have deduced and verified it three times just now, and it can't be wrong!"
"What is it, can I get it?" Heard that roughly calculated the antidote, Ye Feng frowned and asked.
Mr. Ye, it looks very profound. It's actually something very common in our daily life. It's actually "ginkgolic acid"
president Zhao wrote three Chinese characters directly on the blackboard.
"Ginkgolic acid?"
After hearing what president Zhao said, Ye Feng suddenly realized. Now he has some understanding of why he just called out "the book of changes has a cloud". It's really the most poisonous thing. There must be an antidote within seven steps. The poisonous thorns on the ginkgo tree still need to be solved by the ginkgo tree.
"Ginkgolic acid is very common. Generally, there is a large amount of this substance in Ginkgo biloba fruit. If we deduce correctly, we only need to pull out the poisonous thorn and then apply the crushed juice of Ginkgo biloba fruit on the affected area.""Ginkgo fruit..."
Ye Feng turns his head and looks at Mr. Zhang. He's a local. He should know where to get gingko fruit!
"I have!"
Looking at Ye Feng's eyes, Zhang Feng said excitedly: "I've stored all the fruits on the ginkgo tree in recent years. I wanted to buy them at a high price. Later, I heard that they are carcinogenic and can't eat more. Later, I hid them all in the basement."
"Then why are you still in a daze? Go and get it quickly!" Ye Feng roared.
"Yes..."
Zhang Feng nodded in a hurry and ran out with people in a hurry.
"The theory of traditional Chinese medicine in China is really amazing. I didn't expect that the antidote of this rare neurotoxic sting was one of his ginkgo fruits!"
President Zhao shook his head in surprise, then looked at Ye Feng with a smile and said: "with these two discoveries, what we have left is how to cultivate virus strains and peripheral research and development, and we don't have to be tied up."
Ye Feng smiles and bows his hand to them: "congratulations to president Zhao and all of you for being a step closer to Nobel!"
"It's all Mr. Ye's help. If you hadn't asked the Royal College of medicine to deduce the formula, we wouldn't have such a discovery!"
President Zhao turned to see Ye Feng and his own research team, and said with a happy smile.
"You're welcome. Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared!"
Ye Feng lowered his head and gently rubbed the head of the Dragon shadow beside him, thinking in his eyes.
Long Ying looks at Ye Feng's expression, and the cold fog in his hand slowly gathers. In the hot weather outside, the cold and the heat condenses the water drops in his hands. Then he gently points out that the ice arrows formed by several water drops directly shoot at the back neck of the people.
It's not that Ye Feng is not at ease. Sometimes he has to be a villain before a gentleman. Now that they have all seen the analytical equation and deduced the molecule of poison sting and antidote, they belong to the category of people who know the secrets. Whether at home or abroad, they have strong protection and restriction on these people. Otherwise, people like Mi Jing would not have to leave a special back door in the system to meet Ye Feng.
In places like the United States or the Middle East war zone, in order to keep the secret of the nerve stinger, I'm afraid someone would have dealt with them for a long time. After all, only the dead can keep the secret.
In China, Ye Feng can't kill people casually, but there are also ways to make each other unable to speak.
These quiet and happy people didn't feel anything wrong. After a while, Mr. Zhang of the villa hotel came back to the villa with a few people carrying a large bag of gingko nuts.
"Mr. Ye, do you think this is enough?" Mr. Zhang put several sacks of gingko on the ground, and some of them spilled out.