Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

At a time when science and technology are developing rapidly, Jiang Ciyou, relying on the resources and connections she has accumulated in the business field over the years, resolutely devotes herself to the research of gene therapy projects. This project carries too many expectations for her, not only to overcome the diseases that once tortured Lu Jingchen and almost took him away from her, but also to open up a new path for the health and well-being of all mankind. She is full of hope that one day, genetic technology can become a solid shield to protect life and resist the ruthless invasion of disease.

Jiang Ciyou's gene therapy laboratory is like a scientific fortress hidden on the edge of a bustling city. The flawless white walls, spotless lab tables, and rows of precision instruments that sparkle with mysterious light all indicate that the power to change the world is being nurtured here. The top scientific research team works day and night. They come from different countries, but they gather here because of their ardent belief in science and their recognition of Jiang Ciyou's ideas. In the core area of ​​the laboratory, a huge gene map is projected in the air, with intricate lines and flashing spots of light intertwined, as if it is a mysterious tapestry of the code of life. Every subtle adjustment may rewrite the fate of mankind.

However, the advancement of science and technology has never been smooth sailing, especially when it comes to cutting-edge fields such as gene editing that touch the essence of life. When the initial results of the project were announced, trying to show the outside world its potential to overcome difficult diseases, public opinion was like a surging tide, sweeping in with an overwhelming force.

There was an overwhelming amount of sharp and questioning reports. Some media outlets shouted with sensational headlines: "Gene editing - the key to Pandora's box?" The articles detailed various possible ethical chaos, from artificially creating "perfect babies" that further solidified social classes to genetic modification that caused uncontrollable biological mutations, as if Jiang Ciyou's research had already pushed humanity into an abyss of no return. Other commentators accused on TV with great sorrow: "This is a blatant provocation to the laws of nature. How can we arbitrarily play the role of God and determine the direction of human evolution?" Social media was even more explosive, with netizens divided into two distinct factions and fiercely confronting each other. Supporters listed the possible medical breakthroughs that the project might bring and cheered for Jiang Ciyou; opponents used fierce words to curse the research as a "devil's contract" that would bury endless hidden dangers for future generations.

The situation escalated, and soon, the calm appearance of the laboratory was broken. A group of radical protesters, holding high signs with slogans such as "Resist gene tampering" and "Protect the purity of life", rushed to the laboratory. They were dressed in uniform black robes, their faces covered with masks, and their eyes were burning with flames of anger and fear. Arriving at the door of the laboratory, they ignored the security guards' obstruction and began to throw eggs and stones at the building frantically. Red paint buckets were smashed against the wall. In an instant, the white wall was stained with blood-like red, as if it was the blood flowing after science was injured.

In the laboratory, researchers gathered together in fear, looking through the window at the chaotic scene outside, and everyone was in danger. Jiang Ciyou stood in front of the window, biting her lower lip, clenching her fists, her heart full of grief and helplessness. She knew that her original intention was to save lives, but she never expected that it would cause such a violent social shock. Lu Jingchen, who was beside her, looked at his wife's haggard but stubborn face, and felt distressed. He gently held Jiang Ciyou's hand and whispered, "Don't worry, we will definitely make it through." At that moment, his hand became Jiang Ciyou's only warm support in this storm.

Lu Jingchen knew that he couldn't just sit there and wait for death. He quickly contacted various contacts and held an emergency press conference. At the press conference, the spotlights flashed like falling stars, but the atmosphere was as solemn as the eve of a storm. Lu Jingchen, wearing a dark suit, walked onto the stage steadily. His eyes were firm and deep, as if they contained endless power, enough to dispel the darkness before his eyes.

"Dear media friends," Lu Jingchen began in a low but powerful voice that instantly suppressed the noise from the audience, "I have gathered everyone here today because I would like to give a comprehensive and candid explanation of my wife, Ms. Jiang Ciyou's gene therapy project." He turned slightly, and the large screen behind him lit up, showing a series of detailed medical reports, experimental data, and his own physical monitoring records after undergoing gene editing.

"Look, this is my personal health report. Three years ago, I was diagnosed with a terminal illness and was dying. I was almost sentenced to death. It was Ms. Jiang Ciyou's research that gave me a glimmer of hope. Now, I stand here, and all my physical indicators have returned to normal. This is a strong proof of the successful application of gene editing technology in the medical field." Lu Jingchen's words were powerful, and every word was like a hammer, hitting the hearts of everyone present. He continued, "I understand everyone's concerns about new technologies. After all, this is about the future of mankind. But please don't throw the baby out with the bathwater and kill a technology that has the potential to save countless lives in the cradle. If this is considered unethical, then I am willing to be the first person to stand up and take responsibility, because I have personally experienced its magic and hope."

The reporters in the audience looked at each other in bewilderment, their pens kept recording, and the doubts in many people's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by contemplation and emotion. However, the shift in public opinion did not happen overnight, and some people still waited and watched or even opposed it.

At the same time, outside the laboratory gate, a young mother was kneeling on the ground, holding a thin child tightly in her arms. The child was pale, his eyes were closed, and his small body was full of various medical tubes, like a flower swaying in the wind and rain. With tears streaming down her face, she cried to the protesters around her: "Please, stop making trouble! My child has a rare disease, and the doctor said he won't live beyond this year. Ms. Jiang's research is our last hope!" The surrounding noise seemed to stop at this moment, and several originally emotional protesters showed reluctance on their faces and slowly put down the placards in their hands.

Jiang Ciyou saw this scene through the surveillance camera, and tears welled up in her eyes. She turned and walked quickly to the depths of the laboratory, where the unfinished research samples were stored. Lu Jingchen followed her, watching her trembling hands gently pick up a test tube containing genetic medicine, staring at the light, the liquid flowing in it seemed to carry the hope and despair of all mankind.

"Jingchen, we must persevere." Jiang Ciyou choked up and said, "This is not only for ourselves, but also for the lives of those who are struggling with illness." Lu Jingchen walked forward, gently embraced her in his arms, rested his chin on the top of her head, and comforted her softly: "I know we won't give up. Just like we faced so many difficulties back then and got through it, we can do it this time too."

In front of the microscope, Jiang Ciyou returned to her work with full concentration. She adjusted the focus of the microscope, and the cell samples gradually became clearer under the lens, showing a strange and wonderful structure. Those glimmering cells seemed like the mysterious stars in the universe, or like the blurred and flickering lights when they danced together in the bar, full of vitality and unknown.

"Look," Jiang Ciyou said softly to Lu Jingchen, with a hint of fatigue but full of hope in her voice, "These cells have infinite possibilities. As long as we find the right path, we can open up a new era of medicine." Lu Jingchen leaned over the microscope, his eyes also revealing amazement and determination: "Just like our love, it has gone through twists and turns, but it can always shine."

In the following days, Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen increased their public relations efforts, invited internationally renowned ethicists and medical experts to participate in the discussion, and formulated strict ethical standards and regulatory mechanisms for gene therapy projects; on the other hand, they accelerated the research process and strived to respond to doubts with more conclusive experimental results. The scientific research team worked day and night to repeatedly verify the experimental data and optimize the gene editing plan. Every breakthrough was accompanied by countless failures and setbacks, but they never gave up.

As time went by, more and more rational voices began to be heard in the public opinion field. Some popular science bloggers explained the principles and application prospects of gene technology in an easy-to-understand way, dispelling the public's misunderstandings; scholars who once held opposing opinions issued public statements in support of reasonable gene therapy research after in-depth research on project materials; the public also gradually saw the great goodwill behind this technology, and the wave of protests gradually subsided, replaced by expectations and blessings for scientific progress.

Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen held each other's hands even tighter in the baptism of this storm. They knew that the road ahead was still long, but as long as they walked hand in hand, nothing could stop them from pursuing hope, whether it was the rugged mountain road of scientific exploration or the ups and downs of life.