Chapter 1715

Dalbe sat aside indifferently, and said lightly, "So, my genetic indications will really trigger an academic earthquake in genetics?"

"Well," Lu Huier nodded, "It is true that some biologists wanted to cultivate more perfect and high-quality human genes through artificial screening of genes before, but they were all firmly rejected by everyone. Everyone's gene chain is unique. , We scientists are not creators, and we must not change the compatibility at will in violation of morality and ethics. This is also the fundamental reason why my teacher was hospitalized because he thought I had committed the most basic taboo."

Dalbe's face suddenly changed, "Which hospital does your teacher live in?"

Lu Huier also reacted slowly, "At St. Mary's Hospital, those people are after us, and they will definitely go to the professor!"

"Let's go!" Dalbe didn't have time to hesitate, he immediately grabbed Lu Huier's waist and jumped down from the tree with her in his arms.

The two landed firmly, Dalbe let go of Lu Huier, and walked towards the Beetle parked in the park, "Let's go to that hospital."

"Alright, you got a gunshot wound on your arm, and you must deal with it quickly." Lu Huier nodded and followed, feeling very worried about Dalbe's gunshot wound on his arm.

She was held in Dalbe's arms just now, and she could clearly see that his arms had already been soaked in blood.

But Dalbe's face didn't show any strange color. I really don't know if he is made of stone, doesn't he even know the pain?

Dalbe lowered his head when he heard the sound, glanced at his arm that had been shot, and frowned inadvertently, "I'm afraid it's not that simple, this is not an ordinary bullet."

Lu Huier hurriedly took two steps to keep up with Dalbe, "Isn't it an ordinary bullet?"

"Well, I've been hit by bullets a few times before, never like tonight. Those bullets seem to have been burning in the wound with temperature."

Although Dalbe said so, he didn't take this injury seriously, "These are not important, let's go to the hospital first, and take out this bullet by the way."

His tone was so understated that those who didn't know thought he was talking about today's weather instead of his bleeding arm injury.

Lu Hui'er clicked her tongue secretly, not knowing what to say.

This person's popularity is not ordinary, and he has been shot before, and how many times?

I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I can't afford it, I can't afford it.

Lu Hui'er secretly stuck out her tongue, and secretly warned herself not to provoke the big guy in front of her, and followed her into her Beetle.

Dalbe started the car, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw Lu Hui'er's shoulders trembling slightly. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he asked lightly, "Are you afraid?"

"How is it possible?" Lu Huier gave Darby a big roll of her eyes unceremoniously, "I'm not a flower raised in a greenhouse. I'm also good at shooting, but it's just a little cold."

Dalbe nodded slightly, took off his suit jacket, and handed it to Lu Huier, "Put it on."

Looking at the suit jacket stretched out beside her, Lu Hui'er was very embarrassed.

She admitted that Dalbert took off his suit to keep her warm, but could he not give her a coat that was stained with blood?

Lu Hui'er wanted to change the suit back, but when she saw Dalbe's gloomy face that was darker than the bottom of the pot, she was afraid that she would swallow this sentence.

Forget it, those who know current affairs are heroes.

Lu Hui'er bit the bullet and put Dalbe's suit jacket on her body, not daring to show any disgust on her face.

Dalbe didn't know Lu Huier's awkward thoughts, just followed the navigation and drove, and soon drove Lu Huier to St. Mary's Hospital.

Because it was midnight, the whole hospital was quiet, and even the nurse on duty at the guidance desk was dozing next to the table.

Dalbe and Lu Huier passed by the guiding desk, and the sound of footsteps did not wake up the nurse on duty, and they walked straight to the single ward where Professor Song lived.

Lu Huier came once during the day, and led Dalbe to the intensive care room with ease, and found that the door was ajar, and the light in the room leaked from the crack in the door.

Lu Huier immediately turned pale, and looked at Dalbe worriedly.

It stands to reason that the intensive care unit will close the door, right? Why is the door of Professor Song's ward always ajar? Did those people come here quietly?

Dalbe gave Lu Huier a reassuring look, gently pushed open the door of the ward, and stepped in resolutely.

Seeing Dalbei who was still in a panic, Lu Huier's worried heart miraculously calmed down.

She stabilized her mind and walked in.

What should come can't escape, sooner or later you have to face it!

When Lu Hui'er walked into the ward, she was dumbfounded. She saw Professor Song half leaning in front of the bed, gnawing on half an apple, staring in amazement at the two people who came in without knocking.

The atmosphere became very awkward for a while. After two seconds of silence, Professor Song put half an apple in his hand on the table at hand, and asked softly, "Are you here specially to monitor whether I have stolen any?"

Professor Song is old, has serious symptoms of three highs, and his heart is not very good.

During the day, he was hospitalized in a state of anxiety, and was followed by the nurses in the hospital, who strictly restricted his diet and forbade him to eat any fruit containing sugar.

When Professor Song woke up in the middle of the night, he felt his stomach growling with hunger.

He thought that the nurses must be asleep, so he secretly washed an apple and ate it, never expecting to be bumped into by his favorite student and the stranger he was bringing along.

Lu Hui'er was worried all the way, but now seeing her mentor gnawing on an apple, she couldn't help the corners of her eyes sore, and almost cried out.

Seeing that Lu Huier's eyes were red, Professor Song thought she was angry, and explained embarrassingly, "Didn't I wake up hungry? I just took a few bites, and I promise not to steal it next time."

"It's not this, teacher, I thought you..." Lu Hui'er sniffed hard, and finally a smile bloomed on her worried face, "It's good that you're fine anyway."

After all, Professor Song has lived most of his life, and he keenly noticed something wrong in Lu Huier's tone, "Huier, is something wrong?"

"Yeah." Lu Huier nodded, and told Professor Song about their surprise attack not long ago, "Teacher, I don't know the details. Bay was taken out of the apartment."

Although Lu Hui'er tried to speak lightly, it sounded like thunder to Professor Song's ears.

The reason why he was so furious at noon was because he was worried that his proud disciple would go astray and be used by conspirators.

Now it seems that his worry has become a reality, and those evil forces have obviously targeted them!

"Hui'er, who else knows about the genetic test you did?" Professor Song changed his amiable expression and became serious, "Also, who is he?"