Chapter 149： Love bet live game 19┃Is Si Ming the son of God?

The captured Xiu Yue walked into the bedroom generously and greeted Siming and Zhuang Li with a smile.

"Si Ming, grandpa will be angry when he sees you messing with a man." He said softly: "You have this disease, and the person you are most worried about is grandpa. He wants you to quickly find a woman to marry and give birth to Xiu. , heirs of the Si family, do you know about this?"

"None of your business? Even if your surname is Xiu, you won't be able to take a single cent of the property from the two families." Siming replied with a dark face.

He was very angry when someone interrupted his good deeds. If it wasn't for the little curly hair in his arms, he would have rushed to fight.

Xiu Yue's expression didn't change, but his eyes became cold. He shook his head and said, "If I were you, I wouldn't be willing to make grandpa sad."

"Who is your grandfather? Does the Si family have anything to do with you? Why are you so thick-skinned?" Si Ming pointed to the corridor outside the door, and said sternly, "Get out of my way! Otherwise, in front of all the guests, I will, Let the security throw you out."

Zhong Xingyun is right, Si Ming does have two faces, facing Zhuang Li he is a well-behaved little wolf dog, facing outsiders he is a mad dog that can bite.

Xiu Yue understood Si Ming's temper very well, and immediately raised his hands and slowly backed away, backed to the door, shrugged, shook his head, his face full of helplessness, showing his demeanor vividly.

When Mr. Si walked upstairs with a cane, he saw this picture. A group of guests were left by him in the banquet hall on the first floor.

Xiu Zhaotian took over the job of entertaining guests very naturally, as if he regarded the Si family as his own territory.

"Grandpa, I'm going out first." The old man Xiu Yue nodded slightly and left, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, but generous.

He knew that Si Ming was a dead brain, and even the eight cows could not pull back what he knew. The grandparents and grandchildren will definitely quarrel, and then the relationship will become estranged. Si Ming is a homosexual and cannot have children with a woman. Father Si's last thought will also fail, and the Si family will completely lose his heir.

The next opportunity is for my dad and I, and even God is helping us. Thinking like this, Xiu Yue who walked downstairs couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling, then joined his father and entertained the guests together.

Their father and son were fooled by the low-hanging fruit, and they didn't realize that Si Ming's right hand was normal.

But Mr. Si would never ignore this detail. He walked into the bedroom, looked at his grandson's right hand, and suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked, "You, your hand..."

"Grandpa." Si Ming hurriedly stepped forward and supported Mr. Si with his right hand.

Mr. Si hurriedly held this hand, touched his fingertips to his shoulders, and then touched his fingertips back from his shoulders, nodded again and again, his voice trembling: "Okay, now my grandfather is dead now! Grandpa is not dreaming, right?"

"You're not dreaming, please take a seat." Zhuang Li walked to the other side to help Mr. Si.

Mr. Si immediately grabbed Zhuang Li's hand, and said tearfully: "Good boy, grandpa finally sees you. Before, grandpa always wanted to invite you to dinner, but you always do research in the laboratory and can't find time. "Grandpa, thank you, grandpa thank you so much."

Zhong Xingyun wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, took a few steps back and closed the door, allowing the family of three to sit down and talk for a long time.

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Mr. Si has been up for half an hour, and the guests are chatting and laughing around Xiu Zhaotian, but they are all guessing.

It is estimated that there has been a quarrel above, but I don't know who the young man is from. Mr. Si shouldn't have peeled off a layer of skin from that child, right?

While thinking about it, there was finally movement upstairs. The imaginary quarrel, tearing, and coercion did not happen. Mr. Si held his grandson with his left hand and the boy with his right, and happily went down the spiral staircase.

The guests waiting to watch the show: "..." That's it?

Xiu Zhaotian and Xiu Yue, who had a heart attack, thought that Mr. Si would be so angry: "..."

Before Mr. Si stepped down the stairs, he waved to his old buddies, his tone was both excited and proud: "Come on, let me introduce you, this is my grandson Siming, this is my grandson-in-law Zhuang Li, Both are good kids. How are you, look good?"

"Spirit, both children are doing well. Your grandson is exactly the same as when you were young." Several respected seniors walked over and laughed.

Everyone else stood there, watching this scene in shock. Are their ears right? Did Mr. Si just say that this man named Zhuang Li was his grandson-in-law? Grandson's grandson, son-in-law's son-in-law? Is this an acknowledgement of their relationship?

Xiu Zhaotian reacted quickly and sighed: "Forget it, Si Ming is so ill, he can be with whomever he likes to be with. I only wish him a happy life for the rest of his life."

Only then did the surrounding guests look suddenly enlightened, and then looked at Si Ming with pity.

At the same time, a few observant guests suddenly whispered, "Hey, didn't you hear that Mr. Si's right hand was completely paralyzed? Why does he look good now?"

Everyone looked closely, only to find that Si Ming was shaking hands with several bigwigs one by one with his right hand, and his left hand was holding the shoulders of the handsome young man. His high-spirited appearance did not look like a terminally ill patient at all.

Xiu Zhaotian and Xiu Yue suddenly widened their eyes, only to realize the strangeness.

It's a pity that when they wanted to walk over to take a closer look, Si Ming had already crossed the crowd with Zhuang Li's hand and strode away, still carrying a bunch of car keys in his hand.

Mr. Si nodded the backs of the two with his finger, blaming him, but in fact he loved him infinitely: "These young people are just anxious. Forget it, let them go, they won't be able to stay at home anyway."

"It was the same when we were young." An old man laughed.

The rest of the guests had to laugh along, but they despised Si Ming and Zhuang Li even more in their hearts. I'm afraid this family will change their surname in the future!

Xiu Zhaotian walked up to Mr. Si, showing an expression of hesitating to speak.

Mr. Si didn't even bother to give him alms from the corner of his eyes, he just praised Zhuang Li to his old buddies: "That's a good boy, I've seen it for a long time. Fortunately, my family's Xiaoming fought hard and took him down. Otherwise, my heart is always going up and down and there is no peace." The words were all about Zhuang Li's value and maintenance, but there was no dissatisfaction at all.

A few old buddies thought that he couldn't express the bitterness in his heart, so they could only try their best to agree to make him happy.

In fact, they don't even know who Zhuang Li is, and what's good about it.

The group of people who were chasing the flames had already avoided Mr. Si far away at this time, and the smile on their faces revealed a bit of ridicule. Unexpectedly, Si Hu, who is famous and famous, is always confused, and the words he said are too false and exaggerated, which makes people feel more and more disgusting. Your grandson is terminally ill and still working on it, are you really in no rush at all?

What is generous and open-minded, it is all pretentious!

"It seems that this family can only support you in the future." A guest pulled Xiu Zhaotian aside, shook his head and sighed.

Xiu Zhaotian smiled wryly and waved his hand, motioning him not to say such things, then walked back to Mr. Si and said gently, "Dad, you can't ignore this matter of Xiaoming, you have checked the origin of that man named Zhuang Li. Why? How can you trust Xiao Ming to him? What if he has bad intentions?"

"I know the origin of Xiaoli better than you." Mr. Si looked at Xiu Zhaotian with a pair of eagle eyes, his pupils were full of evil spirits.

At this moment, Zhong Xingyun squeezed into the crowd and whispered a few words in the ear of Mr. Si.

Mr. Si's gloomy and terrifying face immediately radiated red light, and while laughing, he commanded angrily: "Let's show it to everyone, this is good news! Our country is amazing!"

"What good news?" Several business leaders asked curiously.

Zhong Xingyun connected his mobile phone to the screen, and said with a smile: "You can see it for yourself, I can't explain it clearly, anyway, it is good news for the country and the people."

Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Li, who was secretly scolded by some guests as a **** man just now, appeared on the huge LED screen, surrounded by a group of people. Upon closer inspection, even the President of the State was among them, with a very respectful expression. They walked around a lab and pointed at a test tube, as if introducing some technique.

A line of subtitles was drawn at the bottom of the screen, and the announcer also said in a high-spirited tone: [Dr. Zhuang Li, a Chinese scientist, has recently developed a gene repair technology, which has completely overcome the terminal illness caused by cancer and certain gene mutations. Clinical trials have shown that the treatment is 100% effective, please see the detailed report next... 】

Overcome cancer and certain terminal illnesses?

The guests stared at the screen dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost.

On the screen, the national leader is shaking hands with Zhuang Li cordially and giving him thumbs up frequently. The people surrounding Zhuang Li also had expressions of ecstasy on their faces.

As soon as the screen changed, Zhuang Li had left the laboratory and was walking in a long corridor, quickly flipping through a folder in his hand, followed by a group of researchers. It was obvious that he was in a hurry.

Hua Dan, the head of CCTV, trotted behind him with a microphone, and asked respectfully, "Excuse me, Mr. Zhuang, how did you conquer cancer? Can you tell us about your scientific research results?"

"The principle is very simple. You should all know that after the virus invades the human body, it will inject its own DNA into human cells and multiply wildly. Using this feature, I synthesized an adeno-associated virus that carries normal human genes. After infecting the human body, These normal genes are injected into diseased cells and replicated continuously.

"People infected with this virus will not only not have any discomfort, but will slowly return to normal, because their diseased cells are being continuously repaired by these viruses." Zhuang Li said without looking up.

The hostess quickly asked: "So how long will this treatment last? Will it be very expensive?"

"Patients with advanced cancer can be cured for life with just one injection. Unfortunately, this treatment cannot be widely used at present, because the cultivation of adeno-associated virus is a very delicate process, and only a few milligrams can be cultivated a year. That's it. So the cost of an injection is very expensive."

Zhuang Li looked at the camera and said firmly: "But as the technology continues to mature, this therapy will benefit every Chinese. This is my promise."

The host was captured by his deep eyes, and after a long while, he nodded with red eyes. She believed that Mr. Zhuang could do it, his eyes could accommodate the whole world.

"How old are you, Mr. Zhuang? You look too young!"

"I am eighteen years old."

"Yeah! Then you are really amazing! I heard that you also cured a paralyzed patient, can you tell me?"

"Have you heard of exoskeletons? Through the brain-computer interface, the thin exoskeleton made of nanomaterials is worn on the human body, and the nanotransistors laid in the exoskeleton are connected to the chip in the brain. Then use the mind to control the body that has lost consciousness.

"The properties of nanomaterials allow us to make exoskeletons thinner than skin and harder than steel without any discomfort after wearing them.

"Through this technology, we can also treat ALS, vegetative state, Parkinson's disease, Alzheimer's disease, etc. Sorry, I still have an experiment to do, I'm sorry." Zhuang Li closed the folder and accelerated the speed of travel.

The host quickly asked the last question: "Mr. Zhuang, it is said that your lover has ALS. You started this research to save him, is that true?"

Zhuang Li paused for a moment, then looked directly at the camera, and said generously: "Yes, I developed this technology to save him. The world he lives in is also the world I want to maintain. May peace be with us. The kingdom will last forever."

He gradually left the camera's field of vision, but the hostess clutched her chest and couldn't calm down for a long time.

China will be safe, and even the hegemonic Americans will not compete with China at this point, nor will they send someone to assassinate Mr. Zhuang. He is the savior of all mankind, and killing him would be a disaster.

American politicians are human too, and they want to live.

After this interview, the hostess interviewed several lucky people who participated in the clinical trial.

Seeing the familiar face on the screen clearly, the guests who were standing in the hall of the Si family, who had been sluggish like a group of puppets, finally exclaimed one after another.

"Isn't this Lao Zhao! He has advanced lung cancer. I visited him in the hospital a while ago. His son even helped him choose a cemetery! Is he cured?" A friend of Mr. Si's Pointing at the screen and shouting in disbelief.

"It's him, it's him, you see his white hair has turned black! It's really cured!"

"It's incredible! The technology is so advanced now that it can even cure advanced cancer! No wonder he told me a while ago that he spent tens of millions to buy an experimental quota. Is that the experiment? Then he is lucky too. It's gone!"

"More than that, you didn't hear Xiao Li say on TV just now that he can also cure Alzheimer's and Parkinson's! My old bones are finally saved!"

Several bosses were completely excited, and they pointed and talked around the screen. They are about the same age as Mr. Si, and their health is always uncomfortable. They have to go back to the hospital every once in a while and suffer a lot of crimes. The biggest wish in their lives is to live a healthy and healthy life for a few more years.

This is good, the country has really invented longevity technology, and they are undoubtedly the biggest beneficiaries.

It wasn't until this time that the big guys suddenly realized, and then pointed at the tip of Mr. Si's nose and scolded: "You old fox, you have booked Xiao Li so early! You really took advantage of the sky! Is Xiao Ming's illness? Has it been cured? His right hand is wearing an exoskeleton, right?"

Several people said while secretly rejoicing. They were the only people in the banquet hall who showed enthusiasm to Zhuang Li. I thought that the child should have a good impression of them, and they would not be too embarrassed when they came to the door in the future.

"The best deal I've ever made in my life was to give my grandson to Xiaoli for free. Hahaha, I'm not afraid of your jokes, I'm really afraid that Xiaoli will run away halfway, and sleep every night without feeling at ease!

"Xiao Li took Xiao Ming for an injection, yes, it's the type of needle on TV. He kept one for my Xiao Ming a long time ago." Si Laozi stomped the dragon head crutch in his hand while laughing happily.

It was obvious that he was really excited.

It was not until this time that the guests realized that the words that Mr. Si said to protect Zhuang Li were not to respect Zhuang Li, nor to support Zhuang Li with blood in their hearts. They really like Zhuang Li!

Who doesn't like a super genius who can cure cancer? Who doesn't want to be flattered? Don't you have to line up to shake hands with Zhuang Li without seeing the national leaders?

This time, the Si family really won't lose money! What is the base? If Zhuang Li likes the younger generation of their family, they will be happy to give it away!

The little Jiujiu in the hearts of the guests were cracking, and they quickly abandoned Xiu Zhaotian and Xiu Yue, and surrounded Mr. Si, saying kind words without money.

Zhuang Li was still standing in the banquet hall before. They didn't go over to talk to others. Now that they have left, they are so regretful that their bowels are green, and they wish they could go back in time and start over.

Xiu Zhaotian and Xiu Yue had already stiffened into two stone sculptures. They could not take care of their elegant demeanor and noble manners, and their messy brains were gradually overwhelmed by deep despair.

They did all the calculations, but they didn't calculate that Si Ming would get Zhuang Li's favor.

He even cured the terminal illness by making a base. Is Si Ming the son of God?