Chapter 1
Xunmeng, 26 years old; a Ph.D. in a certain medical school, a direct descendant of an ancient martial arts family.She was supposed to inherit the family inheritance; after the age of 16, she was admitted to medical school as No. 1, and stayed in the laboratory with a group of old men all day long; medicines and instruments were her closest partners.

In a large closed laboratory, Xunmeng has not stepped out of here for a month.

Staff in white trigrams are busy in every transparent laboratory.

In a room with modern and state-of-the-art equipment.

Xunmeng was lying on the operating table. Dr. Cardi carefully used a needle as thin as a needle tip to pick up a transparent chip the size of a rice grain under a high-definition microscope; it was implanted into the neural tube of Xunmeng's brain, and the assistant next to him immediately sewed it up , and then Dr. Cardi implanted a micro-control chip in Xunmeng's right hand bowl.

A week later, in the lab.Xunmeng has mastered the operation process of Xuying Medicine Hall proficiently.

Dr. Cardi said in not very fluent Chinese: "Meng, how do you feel?"

Xunmeng stretched out his right hand, and as soon as his fingers were placed on a microscope, they disappeared without a trace.

Several experts in the laboratory nodded, "It finally succeeded."

A few old men, tearful, took off their glasses and wiped away their tears.

"Dr. Qiao, Dr. Liang, Dean Wu, and Dr. Kadi; thank you, thank you for letting me participate, and for making me the first person to wear the phantom medicine hall." The senior saluted.

Dean Wu smiled and said: "This is what you have researched. We old guys should be thanked; we have studied for most of our lives, but we lost in the hands of young people like you! It is really the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead! "

Several old men nodded!
"Without several decades of research, Xunmeng would not have succeeded. Xunmeng plagiarized the research results of several people; it is possible to have today, and this ceremony is due."

"Okay, Xiao Xun, don't be polite to us. You haven't had a vacation for a long time. The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a few days. Let you take a week off; get together with your family and hand in the experimental report when you come back. All right," the dean said kindly, patting her on the shoulder.

Xunmeng thanked happily and left the laboratory.

In a villa that combines modernity and classicism, Xunmeng is lying on his bed and reading a book.

The room was opened from the outside; a [-]-year-old boy walked in, "Sister, mom is introducing you again, the phone has been occupied by her for an hour..."

Xunhuan, the younger brother of Xunmeng, is 14 years old this year and is the 14th generation descendant of Xunjia No.

Xunmeng took off his glasses; "Have you finished your homework?"

"I took all the stakes, and grandpa was angry and punished dad Jinji to be independent. It's been two hours..." Xun Huan jumped onto Xun Meng's bed and said playfully.

Xunmeng put down the book, stretched out his hand to grab Xunhuan's ear and walked downstairs.

"Hey! It hurts~it hurts~it hurts! Sister, what are you doing~~Mom, mom help me."

In the living room, Yao Ruoyu was sitting on the sofa and making a phone call, "Mrs. Wu, we have agreed, see you soon." After speaking, she turned and saw the siblings.

Walking up, he pulled Xunmeng and said, "Xiaomeng, come out with me tomorrow. I have an appointment with your Aunt Wu. She said she hasn't seen you for a long time and wants to see you."

"Mom, mom, can't you see me, your son?..." Xun Huan complained.

Xunmeng led Xunhuan's ear towards the swimming pool behind, and replied as he walked, "It's been a long time since I saw you, and we were still in kindergarten."

Yao Ruoyu called from behind: "Nine o'clock tomorrow, remember."

When Xunmeng came to the pool, he threw Xunhuan into the pool with one hand.

On a wooden stake in the center of the swimming pool, Xun's father was standing on it with one foot; seeing Xun Meng throwing Xun Huan into the pool, he shouted: "Xiao Meng, what did your brother do wrong? You want to throw him into the water."

I saw him take Xun Huan ashore with just a touch of water.

"Xiao Huan, son, are you okay? Go back to the house and change clothes. This cold is just right; be careful and catch a cold again." Carrying Xun Huan, he rushed into the room; when passing by Xun Meng, he still glanced at her and said, "There are you." Are you like a sister?"

 Please take the exclamation point as a full stop, the author is too lazy to mistake the exclamation point for a full stop. Jiong

  
 
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