"Miss Si, please write a prescription. I’m willing to be the first person on Earth to try this; even if it doesn’t cure , I still want to attempt it."
So, Si Mingjing wrote a prescription for Xie Changyuan.
She also instructed him to collect the dicine from the Su Family the next day.
This was because the luggage Si Mingjing had brought back was temporarily stored at the Su Family’s ho, and the Yellow Pine Bark Powder was also there.
The three academicians from the Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital examined the prescription. Apart from the Yellow Pine Bark Powder Si Mingjing had ntioned, all the other dicines were available on Earth.
They too were eager to see if Xie Changyuan’s cancer could be cured in two weeks.
Academician Zhou still had a question. "Miss Si, if I may be so bold, are Yellow Pine trees abundant on Prison Star?"
Si Mingjing offered an analogy, "They are as common as cypress trees on Earth. It’s no exaggeration to say that if a company is willing to invest, it would be an inexhaustible resource."
Academician Zhou clapped his hands vigorously in excitent. "That’s truly wonderful!"
If clinical trials proved that Paclitaxel extracted from Yellow Pine could indeed cure cancer, businesses would undoubtedly see the comrcial opportunity and go to Prison Star to harvest Yellow Pine for clinical treatnts. Academician Zhou envisioned a future filled with boundless possibilities.
"Miss Si, if what you say is true, you will be the greatest contributor to overcoming cancer."
Si Mingjing modestly corrected him, "Not ; it was my ntor."
"Yes, of course. May I ask your ntor’s esteed surna?"
But Si Mingjing maintained an air of mystery, her gaze sweeping with a hint of coldness toward Song Pianlan. "Aunt, do you still think I’m plagiarizing Grandfather’s research?"
Instantly, Song Pianlan’s face turned ashen.
If what this wretched girl was saying was true, wouldn’t everything Grandfather had arranged this evening just end up benefiting this despised girl?
Song Pianlan was resentful, her heart filled with venom, yet she was powerless to retaliate. She kept her expression taut and remained silent.
However, Ye Nianbai was not about to let her off easily. The little guy, exuding a commanding presence, demanded, "You bad woman! You wronged my lady before! Didn’t you say that when people realize their mistakes, they should correct them? Now, shouldn’t you apologize to my lady?"
Smugness was written all over Ye Nianbai’s delicate, doll-like face!
My lady is so amazing!
Watching her deliver those verbal slaps made so excited!
Song Pianlan’s mind was in turmoil. Why on earth should she apologize to Si Mingjing? Besides, she was Si Mingjing’s elder!
Yet, in the banquet hall, many guests’ eyes were fixed on her, awaiting her response. It felt as if she didn’t offer a sincere apology today, she would be branded as ill-mannered. If word of this spread, her reputation would be utterly ruined.
Song Pianlan’s expression shifted several tis before she reluctantly said to Si Mingjing, "My apologies, Mingjing. When you ntioned Animal-derived Paclitaxel, I naturally assud you were referring to Grandfather’s breakthrough. But since you were talking about Yellow Pine, why bring up Animal-derived Paclitaxel at all?"
Wasn’t this clearly digging a pit for her to jump into?
Suddenly, Song Pianlan was certain: this wretched girl was incredibly scheming! It was her own fault for underestimating her!
Si Mingjing offered a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. "Aunt, I was rely elaborating on my ntor’s research process. I just never imagined that Great-grandfather’s research findings would turn out to be the Animal-derived Paclitaxel that my ntor had discarded. What a remarkable coincidence, wouldn’t you say?"
Could there truly be such coincidences in the world?
This question inevitably planted seeds of doubt in everyone’s minds.
Si Mingjing’s red lips twitched. Of course, there were no such coincidences in the world.
Thinking back, was Xie Changyuan’s appearance tonight truly just a coincidence?
Si Mingjing didn’t believe it. The mont she saw Xie Changyuan’s dical records—late-stage cancer—she understood Old Master Song’s entire sche perfectly.
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