Chapter 86: Technology to Cure Vegetative Patients

  After being petrified for a long while, he finally bent down and began reading quickly. After just a few glances, he couldn’t take his eyes off it, continuing to scan line after line. No one knew how long he read, but he didn’t utter a single word the entire time.

  About half an hour later, the old man trembled, pointing at the halfway-read document, staring at Zhang Yang. “Where did this come from?”

  Zhang Yang scratched his head. “Didn’t we just finish researching that biological project, Nanxing One? I happened to be inspired, so I wrote things down casually every day… little by little, it piled up to this.”

  “Impossible. Although this thing is deeply connected to our Nanxing One research, it’s an entirely different field. Once this is published, it’ll cause another worldwide sensation.” Shangguan Hong looked at Zhang Yang, shook his head, and said, “Unless you’re from Mars.”

  Zhang Yang was frustrated. He had deliberately deleted some of the details. Sure, it was a bit ahead of its time, but was it really that unrealistic?

  “Do you know what this means? It means all patients with cerebral palsy, stroke, vegetative states, or Parkinson’s could be saved because of this… No, I need to call the Chinese Academy of Sciences’ director right now. We must form another research team immediately—this is too important.”

  “No, let’s keep it within the ‘Dragonborn’ research team. But this time, we’ll need to form a separate subgroup… Zhang Yang, you’ve really surprised me. Once this is published, the Nobel Committee won’t know what to do—will they give the prize to Nanxing One for creating the super anti-cancer cell, or to this intelligent charged cell that can cure neurological diseases?”

  “Wait—do you still have other stuff hidden in your brain?” Shangguan Hong asked, nearly losing his composure.

  “Nope, that’s it.” Zhang Yang thought for a moment. Even if there was, he’d need another fifty points to unlock it. If it weren’t to save Gao Qi’s father, he’d rather have used those fifty points on something else—like a Super XXOO Bedroom Technique, able to satisfy a hundred women in one night or something.

  “Professor, I have one request. This thing must not be credited to me.” Zhang Yang added after a moment’s thought.

  “No, this time your name has to be on it.” Shangguan Hong shook his head firmly.

  Zhang Yang thought to himself—sure, I want fame, I want to be amazing, but if I keep leaking stuff like this, sooner or later they’ll drag me away to slice open my brainstem for research.

  “I have my reasons, Professor.” Zhang Yang said after thinking. “Think about it. First, I’m too young—no one would believe it if I said I discovered this. Even if they did, they’d treat me like a freak. If some foreign enemies sent assassins after me, then what? Just like with Nanxing One—we already pissed off a ton of people. If they knew I was behind it, could I even walk outside anymore? I’m still young… I haven’t even… uh, fallen in love yet.”

  After listening to Zhang Yang’s long-winded persuasion, Shangguan Hong finally rubbed his forehead and sighed tiredly. “Fine, you don’t have to use your name. But you can’t use mine either. There are plenty of people in the lab—figure it out yourself.”

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  “Hmm, how about Liu Zixuan?” Zhang Yang’s mind instantly thought of someone. “She’s an expert in molecular cell micro-manipulation, and this is exactly her field. Under real-time 3D X-ray imaging conditions, introducing intelligent charged cells into the brain should be no problem. Pairing her with Professors Ding and Zheng—perfect combination.”

  Thinking about that Little Witch always tormenting him, Zhang Yang felt it was time for payback. And how? By making her famous, of course. Knowing how hyper she was, forcing her to stay home would probably drive her insane. Haha, he was actually looking forward to it.

  Hearing Zhang Yang’s firm tone, Shangguan Hong rubbed his chin for a while, then nodded. “You do have a point. Old Ding and Old Zheng have contributed a lot to the institute. But Liu Zixuan… isn’t she a bit too young?”

  “Not at all! Why would she be? Senior Sister Qiao’s young too, and she’s getting the Nobel Prize next year. Liu Zixuan’s a genius. Heroes have always been young—she’ll stun the world and bring glory to Huaxia.” Zhang Yang’s eyes shone with sincerity as he tried to persuade him.

  Shangguan Hong frowned slightly. “If that’s the case, then why not you? Aren’t you afraid she’ll also be targeted by enemies? She’s young too.”

  Zhang Yang had been waiting for that. “Professor, you don’t get it. Look at their backgrounds—Senior Sister Qiao’s from the Qiao family, and Liu Zixuan’s from the Liu family. Touching them is like a fly trying to land on a toilet light—it’s suicide. Me, on the other hand, I’m just a broke loser, a nobody…”

  Shangguan Hong gave Zhang Yang a look, wiping sweat from his forehead. He rhythmically tapped his finger on the table, then said slowly, “Alright, we’ll do it your way. But I’ll still have to discuss it with Old Ding and Old Zheng—they’ll need to agree.”

  “As you wish, Professor.” Zhang Yang nodded. He had reviewed this theory—it was closely tied to Ding Pengshan’s bio-orientation research and Zheng Yuntai’s cellular studies. They wouldn’t reject it, and at least co-authoring shouldn’t be a problem. As for Liu Zixuan, she was an expert in this field anyway.

  Besides, he’d already used his newly learned hacking technique to secretly plant related materials into the files Ding and Zheng had been studying recently.

  Even if he didn’t hand this over now, they’d eventually figure it out. It would just take longer—and Zhang Yang didn’t want Gao Qi to keep suffering.

  After settling that matter, Zhang Yang decided to discuss another topic with Shangguan Hong. To be precise, this was the main reason he came today.

  His Nuwa Company had officially been established. So now, it was time to start targeting Bai Pharmaceuticals.

  Although Bai’s stock had briefly risen above one yuan before plunging again, a dead camel was still bigger than a horse. After Bai Wensheng’s public clarifications and aggressive promotion of Shiteng Pharmaceuticals’ new anti-cancer targeted drug, Ailan, hitting the Huaxia market, the stock rebounded above one yuan again.

  Bai Pharmaceuticals seemed to be catching its breath once more.

  So just hitting them through the stock market was useless. If he wanted to play, he had to make them collapse completely.

  However, Zhang Yang didn’t reveal his true intentions. He only mentioned to Shangguan Hong that he’d established Nuwa Company and a Cancer Rehabilitation Center. Shangguan Hong, still engrossed in Zhang Yang’s intelligent charged cell theory, was surprised when he heard about the company.

  He put down his iPad, removed his glasses, and looked at Zhang Yang with mild surprise. “That’s actually a great idea. Right now, Nanxing One isn’t even in mass production. Even when it starts, we can’t just hand it over to big pharmaceutical companies. We must keep the technology under our control. If it leaks abroad, it’ll be disastrous. So if you’re founding a pharmaceutical company, the institute will fully support you.”

  He paused and added, “Whatever support you need—just tell me. Manpower, funding, anything.”

  As for money, Zhang Yang currently held 5% of Xingyun Pharmaceuticals—43 million shares. Xingyun’s stock had risen to 5.2 yuan per share and was still climbing. He had already asked Qiao Xier to sell 20 million shares, so he wasn’t short on cash for now.

  As for manpower, mass-producing Nanxing One would certainly require people. But they’d already discussed it with Xingyun—Xingyun could help build a standard production plant and provide at least 500 well-trained technicians. So manpower wasn’t an issue either.

  His current problem was where to build the factory. Small-scale production could be done in the lab, but large-scale mass production wouldn’t be possible there.

  So what he needed now was a piece of land and a plant.

  Conveniently, less than a kilometer from his villa lay a huge empty lot, originally intended for a villa complex. But construction had stopped midway, and it was transferred to Meining University as the planned site for its coastal branch.

  However, Meining University had since decided to expand to a neighboring city, so the land was just sitting there unused—a total waste if left idle.

  But that land was now worth a fortune. Based on Zhang Yang’s estimation, it covered at least 200,000 square meters. At current prices, buying it outright would cost no less than 1.5 billion yuan.

  Of course, Zhang Yang didn’t have that kind of money. Nor did he intend to buy it outright for now—but he needed to secure the usage rights first.

  In the future, this could very well become the headquarters of Nuwa Company.

  And the only one who could help him secure those rights was undoubtedly Shangguan Hong.

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