fifth form

The normal time for the X432 Restoration Technology is twelve hours.

Knowing the real condition of Zhang Manqian's body, Zhang Xuezhou did not wait in Tangshan Sanatorium.

He strolled around Shengteng Academy, then went to Xuefu Road No. 18 to chat with Wang Li for an afternoon, and returned to Tangshan Sanatorium at ten o'clock in the evening.

He arrived just in time.

When the X432 repair technology fell into the final countdown, Zhang Xuezhou was already waiting outside the medical clinic.

Correspondingly, there is also a six-member medical team to do post-convalescence testing. This specification is far more complicated than Zhang Xuezhou's previous medical conditions.

But he wondered whether Ren Wuyang and Ren Anran were in charge of his medical tasks, or Ren Shengsheng, or he came out early under abnormal circumstances, and none of them had these follow-up troubles.

After a very responsible inspection, accompanied by Zhang Manqian's voice of "Ai Yao", "Headache" and "It's just a headache", more than ten test reports were also sent to Zhang Xuezhou's family.

"Dean Luo said that your family should move less recently, rest more, and don't worry about academic matters. The dean will help you deal with them over there!"

The team leader of the medical team conveyed Professor Luo Hui's handling opinions, which made Zhang Xuezhou reply repeatedly with "um" and "ah".

He and Song Fengying supported Zhang Manqian through the discharge procedures, and Zhang Manqian's dying appearance did not return to normal until the three of them walked two miles away.

"Sister, you have performed this before." Zhang Xuezhou said: "X432 ​​repair technology is specialized in recuperating the spirit, even if the terminally ill patient who is paralyzed in bed recuperates once before death, he can still walk a few steps back and forth with his body stiff."

"Then you didn't say anything about it." Zhang Manqian murmured, "I haven't had this kind of high-end medical treatment before."

"Who knew that there are so many surveillances in their sanatorium?" Zhang Xuezhou sighed, "If Professor Luo Hui asks, then I can only say that your condition is a little too serious."

"If you can fool me, it counts as a day." Zhang Manqian nodded and replied.

Song Fengying looked back and forth at the conversation between the son and the daughter. She felt that the siblings were deeply influenced by her live broadcast style, and they started to deceive the professors at the university.

"Mom, my sister did it unintentionally. I wanted to test it out and get a big advantage, but I really don't need much later. If there is another person, I can only watch people in the morgue!"

When Song Fengying explained the principles of life to Zhang Xuezhou and others, Zhang Xuezhou corrected them.

Zhang Manqian has done risky things, some enjoying small profits, but also encountering risks and almost being crippled by Zuo Denggao's blood draw.

But now this trip is a big harvest in the event of an accident.

The risks faced in this harvest are beyond ordinary people's imagination, but this is also the result of Zhang Manqian's toughness.

Lack of ability to step into risk can only be a gamble, but having sufficient ability to get involved in risk will obviously bring sufficient risk reward.

"Entered the middle and late stage of the third chapter!"

When Zhang Xuezhou asked about the spiritual strengthening chapter, Zhang Manqian responded quickly.

"It's a pity that I fell asleep when I wanted to hit the fourth chapter!"

Zhang Manqian sighed a little.

She knows the price of this kind of high-end recuperation, and also knows the trouble of obtaining this kind of high-end medical treatment.

Zhang Manqian feels that this kind of high effort needs to be rewarded enough, and the time she missed is too serious.

"It's not a pity, just wait until you're stable." Zhang Xuezhou shook his head and said, "As long as we pay, Professor Luo will arrange another one for you no matter what!"

"But it's expensive." Zhang Manqian frowned.

"How much?" Song Fengying, who was listening, asked.

"The internal price starts at 800 million," Zhang Xuezhou said, "The price capped by the hype outside is 500 million."

"It's so expensive, is that water mixed with gold?" Song Fengying said with difficulty.

"R&D is difficult, testing is difficult, and there are few inclusive groups, so the price cannot be lowered," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"Then they hurry up and benefit the masses. Who can bear such a high price?" Song Fengying complained.

"The productivity can't keep up." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said: "I have inquired about the medicine bases of these high-end medical treatments that have to be cultivated slowly. Some key culture fluids often take several years. The current price will be very firm!"

"Then why don't they hurry up and cultivate more medicine bases?" Song Fengying said.

"Then build a high-end laboratory." Zhang Xuezhou shook his head and said, "What's more troublesome is that only a few laboratories have mastered these advanced technologies. They have spent a lot of money to develop them. You can't let them sell them for a cabbage price!"

"It's the same as if you worked hard to develop Feiyu's live broadcast software, and then someone asked you to share the code," Zhang Manqian said.

"You just let me understand!"

Song Fengying thought about creating many codes for Feiyu's live broadcast, and then thought about the internal core data. She felt that it was impossible for her to publish this code to anyone for commercial use, and it was impossible to share customer information.

That's the only reason, as for those who are capable of imitating, she can't do anything about it.

This is no different from high-end medical care. Some laboratories produce new results, and some laboratories invert based on the purchased finished products, and then conduct experimental verification, and finally reproduce high-end medical treatment in a near-replica way.

These are divided into ordinary, mid-range, and high-end grades.

For example, Zhou Yueyan's laboratory is a place of innovation and production, and it also has the ability to mix high-end blood agents.

However, some laboratories conduct analysis and imitation by purchasing and other methods, and finally form mid-range, ordinary, and even low-grade pharmaceuticals.

But to directly promote these scientific research results, and even share them for free to reduce costs, no one can do such a thing.

Technology has always been promoted only through change, and it will not be fully shared until a day when the technology is relatively less valuable, or the profit is less.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that they would never be able to wait for the possibility of X432, X446 and other high-end medical treatments being as cheap as 10 yuan.

"Then you can only make more money!"

Hearing about Zhang Manqian's high-end medical needs, and the fact that Professor Luo Hui could be involved in the supply of high-end medical care at a low price for several years, Song Fengying felt that earning money was the key.

"If you have the ability, you will also use it in the future," Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile.

"I don't need such an expensive thing!"

Song Fengying shook her head again and again, indicating that she was not blessed with high-end medical care that started at millions.

"But only the X432 repair technology can boost the spirit strengthening." Zhang Xuezhou said: "You are not capable enough in this area, and you can only rely on modern technology to speed it up!"

"I'll learn, can't I study hard?"

After Zhang Xuexue explained the connection between X432 restoration technology and spiritual strengthening, Song Fengying immediately felt that her study was very valuable.

This made her decide to learn the kind of spiritual strengthening chapter that required her to completely calm down while practicing flying sheep and walking around the wall.

As long as she learns Chapter 3 or Chapter 4 of the spiritual strengthening chapter, she can save nearly ten million dollars.

"And Dad," Zhang Xuezhou called by name.

"He can't earn a lot of money for the crap books he wrote. If he doesn't practice martial arts seriously to save the money, I will let him write books on the street."

Song Fengying vowed to promise.

A lot of advice and future prospects are not as powerful as money brings.

Regardless of earning money or saving money, Song Fengying obviously didn't want to spend such an unreasonable sum of money after seeing Zhang Xuezhou and others' ability to spend money.

She even took out the visual device directly, and scolded Zhang Weimeng who was bored writing in the study and didn't hear anything outside the window.

"What did I do wrong again?"

Nearly half a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Weimeng's anxious reply was long overdue.

And Zhang Xuezhou also received an inquiry message from Professor Luo Hui at this time.