Chapter 648
Human Evolution?
Chapter 648 Human Evolution?
Director Lin rambled on and on, saying whatever came to mind, without needing any response from Lin Xiaohe.
"Women should stay at home to support their husbands and raise their children. Tell me, I haven't skimped on her materially, so how did she sway you with just one sentence? At her age, she's still traveling all over the country, doesn't she get tired?"
"In her heart, I'll never be as good as you two siblings. But so what? In the end, isn't it me who's still there for her?"
"I just slept with a few more women, why is she so petty? She took back her sincere heart so easily? Does she really think I can't see through her?"
"I've told her not to work so hard, but she just won't listen. Whether the product quality is slightly better or worse, as long as it meets the regulations, isn't it all the same? Why is she so stubborn? She has to taste everything she eats and drinks herself before she can put it on the shelves."
"That's good, to die in your sleep, that's fine, no suffering. Shuxiang, I suppose you don't want to meet me in your next life. It's a pity you can't have that wish, I will definitely come looking for you..."
Lin Xiaohe slowly left the room and found the doctor: "Re-examine the X-47 in his body. I see signs that it is transforming into the third stage."
The doctor was shocked and pulled out the latest test report: "No way, the indicators have returned to normal."
"Check it again."
"Oh, alright."
The doctors immediately conducted a comprehensive examination on Director Lin.
Two hours later, the results came back normal, but the scene was completely silent.
In the ward, Director Lin was crying and laughing, clearly showing symptoms of the third stage.
Upon hearing the news, Yuan rushed over, his face pale and his pupils dilated: "How...how could this be?"
Director Lin no longer has X-47 in his body, so why is his condition still progressing?!
Are they researching in the wrong direction?
Besides X-47, are there other healing factors?!
Mr. Yuan looked at Lin Xiaohe helplessly.
He was too old to bear the unbearable weight of life.
Lin Xiaohe didn't look at him, but instead looked through the glass of the ward at Director Lin, who was immersed in his own world.
To the average person, Director Lin is visibly progressing to the third stage of his illness, being dragged into an abyss by the disease and powerless to resist.
But in Lin Xiaohe's eyes, what she saw was a soul that had actively fallen into depravity, a consciousness that actively wanted to break free from its body.
Lin Xiaohe's lips moved slightly: "It's nothing, this is just a special case."
Given the grim global situation, Dongguo quickly announced that it had developed a preliminary treatment plan for X-47.
The East Korea's very generous release of the plan guidelines caused a global uproar.
The treatment guidelines are there, but not every country can implement them.
Of all the steps, the simplest is plasma exchange, but here's the problem: there are so many patients, but the blood bank doesn't have that much plasma.
What's more troublesome is that there are terms like reversal and reconstruction, and doctors in some small countries don't even understand those terms, so how can they talk about treatment?
The Eastern Kingdom naturally prioritizes the safety of its own citizens, followed by strategic friendly and cooperative countries like the Russian Bear. Only when it has the capacity can it extend a helping hand to other countries.
Japan and South Korea have been quite resistant to pressure and coercion on various international stages, resorting to threats, inducements, and sob stories, but Japan remains unmoved.
Just then, Gingrich and Trump, who had been hiding all along, suddenly appeared!
At a White House press conference, Gingrich had the logo of a biotechnology company printed on the backdrop: an eagle with outstretched wings, the words "Samael Bio" under its wing.
Gingrich did not stand on the stage; he sat in the middle of the first row, with his hands folded on his knees and a quiet expression.
The person standing on the platform was Trump, CEO of Samael Bio. He was wearing a custom-made dark blue suit, a soft dove-gray tie, and a strange smile playing on his lips.
"Today, with humility and responsibility, we announce to the world..." He paused, the crystal chandelier in the east hall shattering into hundreds of tiny points of light in his pupils, "...the X-47 antiserum preparation has received FDA emergency use authorization and is available globally starting today."
The screen behind him lit up, and the demonstration animation was extremely clean.
Immediately afterwards, a price tag popped up on the screen, white background with black text, the font as calm as a price tag on a supermarket shelf.
"The suggested retail price per dose is US$10,000."
The press conference was broadcast live and simultaneously streamed by major news agencies around the world, and online forums erupted in excitement almost at the same time.
"Ten thousand US dollars?"
"Ten thousand per injection?"
"One shot to prevent infection, another shot if you get infected, the whole family gets a round of shots, and you'll be working for a biotech company for the rest of your life."
"The United States has already mastered the treatment plan, which I think is more feasible than that of the East. The United States only needs injections, while the East requires waiting in long lines."
With his hands resting on the edge of the podium, Trump smiled gently and with restraint: "This is a victory for humanity against the unknown, belonging to all those who believe in science."
Clinical data released at the press conference showed that neutralizing antibodies administered within 72 hours of exposure can block the invasion of X-47 into nerve cells.
The reporter began asking questions.
The first question is: "Is Samael's production capacity sufficient to cover global demand?"
Trump smiled and adjusted the microphone, his voice gentle yet firm: "Our production cooperation network covers three continents, and we welcome East Asian countries to join our procurement program. Samael will prioritize ensuring supplies to the United States and its allies, but has never intended to exclude anyone."
A reporter from Japan immediately stood up and asked, "Not long ago, Japan released its treatment guidelines. Mr. Trump, what are your thoughts on the treatment guidelines of both countries?"
Trump's eyes burned like a raging fire, and he gesticulated wildly like a fanatical missionary.
"Of course they're different. Comparing Dongguo's treatment methods with our injections is like trying to extort money from the moon! Dongguo's treatment methods are time-consuming and labor-intensive, have extremely high requirements for hospitals and medical facilities, and can only partially cure patients in the first stage."
"We are different! Our proprietary injections can cure patients in the second, third, and even terminal stages! Since the beginning of our company, we have had only one goal: to benefit humanity and help human evolution!"
Thunderous applause erupted in the press conference hall.
Reporters from Japan and South Korea were moved to tears, clapping their hands until their reflections blurred. This is true great power strength and responsibility! Dongguo, Lin Xiaohe, step aside!
In the first row, Gingrich had his hands folded on his knees.
He stared intently at the camera.
He knew that Lin Xiaohe must be watching this press conference.
What an amazing divine talent, managing to find X-47. However, if you think that's all Fang has to offer, you're sorely mistaken.
The brilliance of the X-47 doesn't stop there.
Lin Xiaohe, the prodigy, are you ready?