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Chapter 301 Antibodies
The old man's face was also ugly, and he scolded, "Professor Lai Bo!"

Cursing his youngest son in his face, as if he were dead?
"Feel sorry!"

Professor Lai Bo came back to his senses and let go of Qi Sen, "I lost my temper because of my indiscretion."

"But... people who can fuse with the RH-negative AB blood type are really rare, and I'm also looking for it for the second master."

"I know, Qi Sen, arrange for someone to go down, find that person at all costs and bring him back."

The old man said harshly.

He doesn't care how much sincerity or falsehood Professor Laibo has, as long as his youngest son is safe and well.

As for that person, his or her life or death is not important.

"Yes."

Qi Sen led the order to go down, and Mo Chen quickly hid in a corner out of sight.

After Qi Sen left, the old man discussed with Professor Lai Bobo for a while before leaving, and Mo Chen left before they left.

Back in Chen Garden, Ji Fan came up to meet him, "Young Master Chen."

"Ji Fan, arrange a helicopter and leave quickly. Also, tell the forces in the imperial capital to use all means to conceal the existence of Qi Yang, and don't let the old man find out."

Hope this is all in time.

"Yes."

Ji Fan didn't understand what happened when Mo Chen went to Professor Lai Bobo's laboratory, and now was not the time to pursue it, so he set about it, and he still did it in a vigorous and resolute manner.

I went back to the Jimo family in the evening, and left again at noon the next day. During this time, no one noticed except Jimo Junxiu and his guard servants, including the old man.

When the old man knew about it, Mo Chen had already left. In Jimo Junxiu's room, the black, white and gray tones were low-key, simple and elegant.

"Xiu'er, why did Ah Chen come back and leave so soon?"

The old man sat on the chair beside the bed, and the servant brought up a cup of tea and a cup of water, smelling the fragrance of the tea, Jimo Junxiu smiled very gently, "Dad, young man, you are still young, how come To be a genius is to live up to this age, isn't it?"

The implication is that young people are busy, so don't bother them so much.

What Jimo Junxiu said was both a fact and an excuse, but the old man was heartbroken when he heard it.

The youngest son suffered from sepsis when he was 20 years old, and he has not made a big career until now. It's not that he can't make a big difference, but his body doesn't allow him to spoil it like this.

Therefore, during the past seven years, Jimo Junxiu's time was spent on examinations and conservative treatment, as well as elegant scholars, and he developed his current gentle temperament.

But when chatting with Mo Chen last night, he was hiding a needle in the cotton, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, with a refined skin and a gentle temperament, but his tongue was neither salty nor bland, and the needle point pointed at the wheat awn.

"Xiu'er, Dad is useless. It's been a long time and I haven't been able to cure your illness."

The old man was in tears, but he blinked and said excitedly, "But, now there is hope. Professor Laibo has developed an antibody against RH-negative AB sepsis, and it will be effective soon after you take it."

For so many years, Jimo Junxiu's illness has always been his heart disease.

"Dad, it hasn't been developed for so many years, but now...you can't take your son's life as a guinea pig?"

Jimo Junxiu smiled gracefully, the old man scowled and said, "You are my son, my baby is too late, why would I use you as a test sample."

Almost every once in a while, test items are released from the Jimo family to regional eyeliners in various places to observe whether there will be any mutations.

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