Chapter 93：

There was a sudden impulse in Liang Zhe's heart. He wanted to rush to hug him, kiss his eyebrows, his lips, and let him melt in his arms.

His steps moved, and then the whole person seemed to wake up from a dream, and quickly retracted his steps.

"I...I'll go back first." Liang Zhe almost ran away.

Li Zheng watched in astonishment as Mr. Liang ran out in a panic. He even staggered and almost fell when he crossed the threshold.

What's going on here?

When Liang Zhe returned to the room, he only felt that his heart was beating like a drum, and his brain was blank. What was he just thinking?

This is not something that should be done between husband and wife, how could he have such thoughts about his friends! Liang Zhe took a deep breath, trying to suppress this idea.

But once some ideas sprout, just like wild weeds, the more you suppress it, the more tenacious it will become.

"Liang Zhe?" Li Zheng just noticed that Liang Zhe's state was a bit wrong, and he followed him with anxiety.

Liang Zhe entered the door in a hurry, and did not close the door. Li Zheng knocked on the door lightly, and when no one answered, he pushed the door directly in. What he saw was the appearance of Liang Zhe's mind.

Hearing Li Zheng's voice, Liang Zhe stood up suddenly from the bed as if he had been pricked by a needle. He breathed heavily, trying to throw out the mess in his mind.

Li Zheng saw that Liang Zhe's blush was shockingly red. It was not the thin red that is usually shy, but the whole person seemed to have been dyed by Hongxia, from the forehead to the neck, it seemed to drip.

His face condensed, and he stepped forward quickly.

Liang Zhe stared at Li Zheng as he walked forward, stopped less than 30 centimeters away from him, and then stretched out his right hand to cover his forehead.

"Bang!" Liang Zhe seemed to hear the sound of the lid of the thermos being ejected from the steam rising. He felt smoke emitting from the top of his head, nose, and ears.

"It's a bit hot. It won't have a low-grade fever, right?" Li Zheng frowned slightly, "Do you have any regular medicine with you?"

Liang Zhe's brain completely lost the function of thinking, and he pointed out the direction of the bedside table.

Li Zheng walked to the bedside table, took out the medicine cabinet, thought for a moment, and poured a few pills into his hands.

"Although the cold may seem like a minor illness, it can be fatal when it is severe. So when you first show signs of a cold, you have to suppress it."

He also poured a glass of water for Liang Zhe intimately.

"Eat." Li Zheng handed him the medicine.

Looking at the three pills lying quietly in Li Zheng's hand, Liang Zhe recovered a little bit of thinking ability. He should be fine.

Li Zheng's hand moved, as if urging him.

When Liang Zhe's brain was hot, he swallowed the medicine in the palm of Li Zheng's hand, without drinking water.

Li Zheng's palm was swept by Liang Zhe's lips, his body stiffened a bit, and he immediately smiled as he watched Liang Zhe trying to swallow the dried medicine.

"Look at your stupidity, drink water." He raised the water glass to Liang Zhe's mouth, and then poured it into his mouth badly.

Upon seeing this, Liang Zhe opened his mouth stupidly, and was choked by the urgency of pouring tea.

"I'll take the five-thirty flight back to Xiangjiang." Seeing Liang Zhe's choking, Li Zheng said.

Liang Zhe is now anxious to stay away from Li Zheng. When he sees Li Zheng, he will think of the dirty thoughts in his mind. He is ashamed to see his friend.

He feels that this kind of thought is in his mind, and it must be that his mental illness has committed again. He decided to go to see a psychiatrist when he returned to Xiangjiang. He must not hinder the "normal communication" between him and Li Zheng because of this!

Seeing Liang Zhe nodding his head quickly, Li Zheng seemed to wish he could leave soon. He only felt a sigh of relief in his heart. It was neither swallowing nor vomiting, and he was panicked.

His expression turned cold for two minutes, put the teacup on the bedside table, and politely bid farewell to Liang Zhe.

Liang Zhe naturally could see the politeness and alienation that Li Zheng showed in an instant. He seemed to be stabbed in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything to keep him, so he could only watch Li Zheng walk out of his room door in a daze.

Li Zheng then bid farewell to Qiu Zhengye and others, as well as the Zheng family and Li Chaoyang.

Li Chaoyang didn't expect Li Zheng to leave so soon, and his whole person was awkward. After several days of hard work, his father and mother finally agreed to let him continue to study and take the college entrance examination.

Li Chaoyang thought this was the result of his own hunger strike, but he didn't know that on the afternoon of the completion ceremony of the Shenzhen Pharmaceutical Factory, Li Zheng specially visited Li's father.

After he had a cordial talk with Li's father, he promised that even if Li Chaoyang failed the college entrance examination, Shenzhen Pharmaceutical Factory would definitely have Li Chaoyang's position, and Li's father was relieved.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Li Zheng got on the plane to Xiangjiang. At the same time, after discussing with Liang’s think tank, Liang Zhe finally decided to secretly accept the invitation of Huajing, and in the evening of the same day, boarded the plane to Huajing.

When Li Zheng got off the plane, he saw Zheng Lingling and Zhang Yuejun who had been waiting for a long time.

Zheng Yuejin stepped forward to accept Li Zheng's salute. Zheng Lingling walked beside Li Zheng. While she followed Li Zheng to the exit, she quickly reported what had happened in the past few days.

"Since you pointed out the direction of the experiment that day, Mr. Wen and Mr. Ma's experiments went very smoothly. But two days ago, Dong Juncheng's laboratory published a paper on'in vitro cultivation of organs'. Lived, he participated in the experiment again."

"At this time, it happened that Mr. Yang came over to make peace. You know, teacher Wen had a temperament and said,'I don't accept peace. Our in vitro regeneration experiment is about to succeed. I want Dong Juncheng to understand. , The stolen is always stolen!' After the Mr. Yang returned, Dongchen University issued a statement the next day."

Li Zheng's lips were pressed tightly. He frowned and asked, "Where is Teacher Ma, can you hold it?"

Zheng Lingling sighed, "The second day Teacher Wen left, Teacher Ma couldn't hold it anymore. After all, she was first a woman and then a scholar."

"Now the research of the Literature Peak project team has all stagnated. Teacher Ma is totally confused. It was Professor Zhong who came forward and brought Teacher Wen's daughter back from the boarding school, which inspired Teacher Ma a little. Now Teacher Ma is working on the Wen teacher. Behind the scenes."

"Both the obituary and the lawyer's letter have been sent?"

"Obituary, the page for the afternoon is too late. I bought the page of the Xiangjiang Daily for tomorrow. As for the lawyer's letter, Attorney Cheng has sent it directly to the editorial office of that tabloid."

Li Zheng nodded, "Let's go to Zhuxiang first."

In the desolate hall, with white wreaths on both sides, Ma Wenmin and a 13-year-old girl were kneeling and sitting in front of the portrait of Literature Peak.

Wenxuefeng and Ma Wenmin were also smuggled to Xiangjiang. They had no root and no Ping in Xiangjiang. Although they had worked at Dongchen University for so many years, their colleagues at Dongchen University would naturally not come if something like this happened.

Therefore, at the memorial ceremony of Wenxuefeng, apart from the people in Li Zheng's laboratory, only Xu Mingsheng and a few neighbors came here. It was really deserted.

Li Zheng took a deep breath and looked at the familiar door wall. He couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly. He still remembered the first time he entered this door. But he didn't want to wait until the second time when he came, it was actually in this situation.

When Ma Wenmin saw Li Zheng coming, his eyes flashed with emotion. Liu Sichao just told her about the obituary and the lawyer's letter.

This made Ma Wenmin very moved. In order to avoid suspicion, Li Zheng had agreed with their husband and wife to wait until this academic achievement came out before signing a labor contract. That is to say, legally speaking, there is no real employment relationship between Ma Wenmin and Li Zheng.

Li Zheng's laboratory does not need to take this muddy water trip at all.

Wenxuefeng is dead. Although he left the experimental script, Ma Wenmin knew that without Wenxuefeng it would be impossible to complete this complicated project alone.

In this situation, Li Zheng was willing to stand up for her husband and wife, "Thank you, thank you really!" She didn't know what else she could say besides thanking her.

"My daughter, kowtow to uncle." Ma Wenmin said to the little girl kneeling next to her.

The little girl raised her head in confusion, and obediently knelt down to Li Zheng.

Li Zheng was taken aback. Although he was almost fifty in his previous life, his current shell is only seventeen! Uncle can bear this name, but he can't bear it.

He quickly stepped aside, "Teacher Ma, you shame me. Although you and Teacher Wen have not signed a contract, the fact that you are a member of Li Zheng's laboratory will not change. You have been behind Teacher Wen for the past few days. Matter."

"One week, I only give you one week, and one week later, I hope to see you in the laboratory." At this point, Li Zheng became serious.

Seeing Ma Wenmin's stunned expression, "Teacher Ma, can this be the case? Teacher Wen won't want to carry infamy all his life, the stigma on you can only be cleared by the academic results of this project!"

"But...many blocks are the responsibility of Xuefeng. I don't know at all. If you want to do it again, it will take several years. In a few years, Dong Juncheng's laboratory may have already produced results." Ma Wenmin said.

"Teacher Ma, you just need to take care of the affairs of Teacher Wen, and then go back to the laboratory. I will be responsible for other things."

The result? It was not until the end of the 1990s that Chinese biologists cultivated the first "human ear mouse". This was the first successful example of organ regeneration in vitro.

In other words, Dong Juncheng's laboratory failed to produce academic results in the end.

Ma Wenmin's fists were clenched tightly. She gritted her teeth as she looked at the portrait of Wenxuefeng on the stage with a gentle smile.

"Good! A week later, I will report to the laboratory on time!"