The abbot asked, "Senior, the brain of this body has been occupied by your thoughts and consciousness, but you can still control the medicine box. Do you know why?"

Yuan Qingling remembered that he was at Huguo Temple last time and did not dare to discuss this issue with it. Last time he confused theology with his own research, so he scared her.

"Why?" Yuan Qingling asked.

The cup slowly landed on her back, and she picked it up with her other hand and placed it on the table. She looked at the abbot.

The abbot said: "Because, in the place where you once lived, a certain person may also have your consciousness, and your consciousness is common. But you don't know it yet."

Yuan Qingling thought for a while, "You mean, my research was actually successful. Is it? Did the medicine I developed finally be used?"

"Your research plan has been put on hold. No one has done the same research again, at least, no one has studied it publicly, because humans are smart enough," said the abbot.

"So, are you studying it privately?" Yuan Qingling asked.

The abbot's eyes were still full of love for scientific research. His eyes were burning, "That's right. I have been studying your subject since I was 23 years old, and I have found all the information about you, your academic papers, your notes, etc., all."

Yuan Qingling was shocked and looked at him suddenly, "Do you know, what about my parents and family after I die?"

The abbot said: "After you died, your parents recognized a goddaughter, which is 70% or 80% similar to your appearance."

Yuan Qingling was shocked, "Is this a coincidence?"

"What's more coincidentally, she is also a PhD in Medicine and has tried to study your subject, but she disappeared out of thin air and disappeared ten years after your death."

Yuan Qingling couldn't speak for a long time.

Finally, she slowly digested the matter and asked, "How much do you know about me?"

The abbot asked, "What aspect do you mean by senior? I know a lot."

He no longer talks in front of me and behind me.

"You can tell me what you know." Yuan Qingling wanted to know what the name behind him would be like after his death.

The abbot said: "The senior was born in Guangshi First People's Hospital. He went to elementary school at the age of six and skipped grades to attend the fifth grade at the age of eight. He took the entrance examination in the same year and went directly to the first grade. When he was nine, he went to the hospital for treatment because of his early development. After taking medication, he only had his first menstruation at the age of sixteen..."

"Shut up, shut up!" Yuan Qingling said less and less as he heard it, and quickly scolded, "It's not all, you'd better talk about my research."

The abbot smiled, "I have said that no one dares to study your research publicly, but those who have done your research admire you, the pioneer."

Yuan Qingling reached out to stop, "Okay, I can hear this, I don't need to say anything else."

The abbot looked at her, "Senior, there is one thing that I would say, you will be even more frightened."

"What's the matter?" Yuan Qingling knew that he shouldn't ask, but he was really interested in seeing what else could scare him now.

"Gene inheritance." said the abbot.

Yuan Qing jumped a few times in his eyebrows, "You...you mean?"

The abbot looked at her belly, "Have you never thought about it?"

Yuan Qingling was very powerless and "dare not to think."

The abbot smiled and said, "It's a good thing. At least, in the near future, we can see how much success your research has been."

Yuan Qingling shouted in her heart, no, she hoped that her child would be an ordinary child.

"Senior, don't worry, judging from the dose you injected and your stupidity now, your child must not be able to do much power. It's just a matter of their future fortune. After all, my father is stupid and my mother is stupid."

Yuan Qingling still looked like he was amused and crying.

"I am looking forward to the IQ of the children and the number of brain cells. If allowed, I also want to see if their brain cells can have the ability to classify and regenerate," said the abbot.

Many cells in the human body can be divided and regenerated, but only brain cells are highly differentiated cells and cannot be regenerated.

When a person is born, he decides how many brain cells can be used. After the age of eighteen, brain cells will decrease and die every year.

Yuan Qingling's own research began with neurogenesis research, which is based on the fact that nerve cells can be differentiated and regenerated by stimulating the differentiation and regeneration of neural stem cells.

However, this neurogenesis is limited to two areas of the inferior ventricular layer and the hippocampus dentate gyrus.

If brain cells can divide and regenerate, it is beyond the scope of her research.

Therefore, I didn't take the abbot's words to heart.

However, it has to be said that although her conversation with the abbot was thrilling, this was the area she was familiar with.

It is not a fight for the throne, it is not a struggle, it is not a conspiracy.

Even if the controversy in the academic world is sharp, it will not make people tired, but will only make people more and more excited.

She was even more convinced that she wanted to open a medical school.

The situation of King Qi was still not very optimistic, so even though it was already dark, Yuan Qingling would not be able to leave.

I can only stay here tonight.

Lao Wu had never come back and was still running around outside. However, people from Xu and his side passed by, came in to see Yuan Qingling, and said that the prince was thinking of her.

Yuan Qingling only has one thing to do, "Has he eaten?"

Xu Yi sighed, "Eat? You can't drink a mouthful of water."

Yuan Qingling quickly grabbed the snack and wrapped it in oil paper, stuffed it into Xu Yi's sleeve bag, "If you see him, leave it to him."

Xu Yi grabbed a few pieces by himself, stuffed them into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I know."

After saying that, he left without stopping again.

In the second half of the night, King Qi began to have a fever.

This is a terrible thing for Yuan Qingling to die, and he is afraid of infection.

Infusion, intramuscular injection, medication, physical cooling, four-pronged approaches.

Finally, it was dawn and the body temperature slowly dropped.

Yuan Qingling was so tired that his eyes rolled and he fainted.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, it was abandoned.

Several people carried Yuan Qingling back to the side room to rest. Not long after he returned, Yu Wenhao came back.

He sat beside Yuan Qingling, waited for a while, and wanted to wait for her to wake up and say a few words, but learned that his father was coming again, and rushed to summon him over.

Yuwenhao grabbed a dry steamed bun and ate it while walking. The steamed bun was as hard as iron. He chewed it a few times and stretched his neck to swallow it, almost choking to death.

This time, Eunuch Chang accompanied him out of the palace, and the Supreme Emperor was also concerned about this matter.

Seeing that the situation of King Qi had not improved, Emperor Mingyuan was anxious and angry. All his anger was vented on Yu Wenhao. Because he had been searching for one day and one night, no one was found except the two assassins who committed suicide.

As for the King Ji's mansion, he also brought people to search. In addition to the soldiers of the mansion, other people from the world had already escaped.

Emperor Mingyuan was angry that the city gate ordered the blockade as soon as possible. How did those people escape? If they didn't escape, where were the people? Since they were all searching for the city, why didn't they find anyone?

Yu Wenhao was saliva on his face and was driven out by Emperor Mingyuan to continue the search. This time he wanted to expand the scope of the search and asked him to lead his troops outside the city to search.

This time, even the queen couldn't stand it anymore. "Master, he has only been back for a quarter of an hour. You ask me to take a break before going. He probably didn't even eat."

"I can't find the assassin, and my official title has been lost. What else can I eat?" Emperor Mingyuan said coldly.
Chapter completed!