In dical research, the occurrence of "anti-infection" anomalies in virus infection experints is a very important discovery. At the sa ti, there have been many instances of such "anti-infection" anomalies.
Most of these don’t have much significance, but as long as there is a possibility of a major discovery, it must be taken seriously.
Fan Lei’s blood sample exhibited an "anti-infection" anomaly. Zhao Yi ruled out operational factors, but there were still many unverifiable reasons.
That’s how science works, especially in the field of viral disease research, where no discovery can be overlooked.
The laboratory took this very seriously from top to bottom.
After receiving Fan Lei’s blood, Zhang Wei used a portion for testing and carefully preserved the remaining portion as if it were a valuable item.
Clutching the wound on his wrist, Fan Lei lanted resentfully, "This is what you call... a professional doctor?"
"Haha~~"
Zhao Yi looked at his wrist, "Is it that painful?"
"Bullshit, you try it!" Fan Lei gritted his teeth, "That Li fellow, I swear he must be using as a test subject; he stuck the needle in three tis."
"All I heard was that he could draw blood, and his technique was pretty good." Zhao Yi explained with a chuckle. He didn’t know how good Li Ming’s skills actually were, but the so-called ’skilled’ one was certainly much better than Zhang Wei.
If it had been Zhang Wei performing the procedure, it probably wouldn’t have been just three tis but more like a dozen tis, with so fat extraction for good asure.
Thinking about it...
It was truly terrifying!
"If I’d known, I would’ve gone to the hospital, our partner Xiehe Hospital. I’m familiar with a few nurses there, and their skills are definitely good," Fan Lei regretted.
Zhao Yi was sowhat confused, "How many tis have you been to Xiehe Hospital?"
"Twice, I guess?"
Fan Lei didn’t quite understand Zhao Yi’s point, counting on his fingers, "The first ti was when Brother Liu took , and I went again a few days ago."
"...So you beca friends with several nurses after just two visits?" Zhao Yi asked incredulously.
"What’s the big deal?"
Fan Lei spoke nonchalantly, with his arm seemingly no longer in pain, "When I went there and said I was from the dical research institute, they said I was young, and one even mistook for you. I had to explain myself for quite a while. There was this very enthusiastic receptionist who told to contact her directly next ti, so I got her number."
Zhao Yi gave him a huge thumbs-up.
No matter how it happened, the fact that he beca friends with several nurses after just two visits to the hospital ant he had so considerable social skills.
Curious, he asked, "Were they pretty? Have you given them any thought?"
"What’s there to consider!"
Fan Lei said emphatically, "Going to the hospital is purely for work, nothing personal. Am I soone who casually gets into relationships?"
As he spoke, he pounded his chest, only to wince from the pain.
Just as Zhao Yi was about to retort, seeing his expression, he decided to let it go. The injury on his wrist wasn’t severe, but being pricked by needles several tis definitely left so lingering fear in his heart.
Pointing to the corner, Fan Lei complained, "I feel like one of those little mice over there, completely treated as test subjects."
"No!"
Zhao Yi shook his head very seriously, "You’re a person contributing to science; it’s very noble, really."
"When you put it that way, I feel much better." Fan Lei sighed softly, smiling once more.
Zhao Yi gestured towards the wall corner, "So are they."
"..."
Fan Lei didn’t feel like talking anymore.
After Fan Lei’s blood was drawn, it was imdiately sent for testing. Various data ca back quickly, revealing only slight differences from the data two weeks prior and no significant analytical value.
Zhang Wei returned with the report, disappointed, "I really hoped to see sothing unusual in your blood, like turning into an alien, or at least a color change. Unfortunately, there’s nothing."
Fan Lei’s face darkened as he listened.
Ai Lixin just returned to the lab and also sighed, "I thought there would be so major discoveries. It’s a pity. It would’ve been nice if the T-lymphocyte index was higher."
"How much higher?" Fan Lei asked with a dark face.
"Twice, at least? Ideally three or five tis; that would definitely be interesting."
"..."
Fan Lei took a deep breath, finally experiencing the feeling of being a lab mouse.
Every ti they tested the mice, they hoped to see anomalies in the data, the more extre, the better, as it ant greater research value.
Zhao Yi was also slightly disappointed, but he insisted on keeping his composure, saying, "Health is the most important thing, the most important thing indeed!"
He took a small blood sample, compared it with the samples on the test bench, and tried using his ability.
What they wanted to study was which anomaly in Fan Lei’s blood sample from two weeks ago caused the "anti-infection" anomaly.
Such a question detailed down to the molecular level made it nearly impossible to directly answer using the ability.
Zhao Yi tried using "Correlation Law" and Supervision Law, but with no success. Detailed questions required too much energy consumption, making it impossible to find answers.
"For now, we can only continue observing the sample and record data every day," Zhang Wei concluded in the end.
That was all they could do for now.
...
Fan Lei was ’granted’ half a day off; he didn’t have to go to the lab for the rest of the day.
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