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Through his experiments, the properties of this strange, yin energy were also revealed.

Originating from the yin energy of disease and death, it can carry cells and move without damaging any cells.

Those cells enveloped in yin energy maintained their complete shape and function during the movement, showing no signs of damage.

It's like putting a skeletal exoskeleton on the cells so they can be manipulated at will.

Zhang Ying's lips curled up slightly.

A hint of excitement flickered in his eerie eyes.

As a science student at a top-tier high school, he naturally had an unparalleled talent for distinguishing cells. Red blood cells, white blood cells, and platelets—things he had learned about countless times in biology textbooks—he could tell them apart at a glance.

However, he wasn't very confident about purifying the antibodies.

Antibodies are proteins that exist in blood plasma. The procedure involves separating the various components of the blood plasma, leaving only the portion containing antibodies.

This requires not only "seeing" but also "separation".

Zhang Ying took a deep breath and began the operation.

He manipulated the Yin energy inside the blood cell in his hand, dividing it into several streams, each targeting a type of cell.

A surge of yin energy enveloped the red blood cells, dragging them out of the blood and pushing them to the left side of the blood cell.

A surge of yin energy enveloped the white blood cells, separating them and pushing them to the right side of the blood cells.

A surge of yin energy enveloped the platelets, separating them and pushing them beneath the blood cells.

Red blood cells, white blood cells, and platelets are forcibly separated from the blood.

At the center of the blood cell, only a translucent, pale yellow liquid remained.

plasma.

At this point, he only had 8 points of rationality left.

Zhang Ying's vision began to blur. Blood began to seep from his eerie eyes, trickling down the corners of his eyes and leaving two dark red marks on his face.

But he didn't stop.

The transparent blood plasma needs further purification, which makes it even more difficult.

Blood plasma contains a variety of components.

Clotting proteins, albumin, globulin, and various other proteins and nutrients.

The antibody he wanted was present in globulins, specifically gamma globulins.

He needs to separate the globulin from the plasma.

To separate clotting proteins and albumin, the common laboratory method is through air coagulation and precipitation. Specific reagents are added to cause the different proteins to precipitate under specific conditions.

He has no equipment now, and all he can use is yin energy.

This put him in a dilemma.

But he still wanted to give it a try. If yin energy can envelop cells, could it also envelop proteins?

He manipulated the yin energy and probed into the blood plasma.

Blood plasma is translucent, and its contents are invisible to the naked eye. But in his eerie vision, the different types of proteins appear in different colors and textures.

Coagulation proteins are flocculent substances that float in blood plasma, like clumps of tiny cotton wool.

He manipulated the yin energy to approach those fluffy things.

The yin energy enveloped it, like a net trapping the fluffy substance.

He pulled gently.

The clotting proteins, enveloped by the yin energy, were extracted from the blood plasma.

One stream, two streams, three streams. He carefully extracted all the clotting proteins from the blood plasma and pushed them into the corner of the blood cells.

The blood plasma became clearer, leaving behind pale yellow serum.

"This Yin energy is really useful," Zhang Ying murmured in admiration.

He had no time for sentimentality and continued to manipulate the Yin energy to carry out the next step of separation in the serum.

The main proteins in serum are albumin and globulin. Albumin is the most abundant protein in serum, and it is pale yellow and homogeneous in texture. Globulin is less abundant, has a milky appearance, and exists in a diffuse state in serum.

He manipulated the yin energy to extract the albumin.

This process is much more difficult than extracting clotting proteins. Albumin is not a flocculent substance, but a uniformly distributed substance without clear boundaries. He needs to use yin energy, like a sieve, to filter albumin out of the serum.

With each filtering, his sanity level decreases by one point.

8 points.

7 points.

He separated the albumin bit by bit, peeling it off from the serum.

What remains is a milky, slightly viscous liquid, the globulin stock solution.

The globulin stock solution also contains various globulins, but what he wants is gamma globulin, which is an antibody.

Gamma globulin is the largest molecular weight globulin. It differs from other globulins in its molecular size and charge properties.

However, he was no longer able to extract gamma globulin; this step was sufficient for now.

At this point, only a small clump of milky, pale yellow liquid remained in his palm.

There were only a few drops of liquid, which gleamed faintly in the sunlight.

His rationality had dwindled to only 6 points.

He was barely managing to stay upright and not faint.

Although this small clump of stock solution still contains impurities, it can already be considered a crude smallpox antibody stock solution.

If injected directly into Shen Yugang's body, it may cause a series of adverse reactions such as fever and allergies.

But now, both his remaining energy and Shen Yugang's own time are running out.

Shen Yugang's condition has deteriorated to the extreme.

Can't wait any longer!

We have no choice but to take another gamble!

Zhang Ying gritted his teeth, forcing himself to maintain his last bit of consciousness, and condensed the coarse smallpox antibody solution into an extremely thin needle.

The needle tip is as thin as a hair, and the body of the needle is transparent with a hint of milky sheen.

Zhang Ying knelt beside Shen Yugang, his right hand trembling, and aimed the needle tip at the bulging vein on Shen Yugang's neck.

It was plunged in.

A clear liquid was slowly injected from the needle and flowed into Shen Yugang's vein.

Shen Yugang's body convulsed violently, as if an electric current had passed through his entire body. His fingers curled up sharply, his toes followed suit, and his whole body arched into an arc.

Then, he collapsed again, motionless.

Zhang Ying stared intently at Shen Yugang's face.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

The pustules on Shen Yugang's face were visibly drying up, shrinking, and falling off.

Those swollen pustules were like deflated balloons, going from full to shriveled, and from shriveled to a thin layer of skin that peeled off the face, revealing the new pink skin underneath.

The rash also subsided, changing from dark red to light red, from light red to pale pink, and finally disappeared completely.

The antibodies produced from Zhang Ying's blood are exceptionally powerful.

Shen Yugang's breathing began to become steady.

He came back to life.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ying felt as if all his strength had been drained away.

He plopped down on the dirt road.

The Ghost Realm can't hold on any longer.

The blood lake on the ground began to dry up.

The blood sphere in his palm also dissipated, and the last drop of blood dripped from between his fingers onto the yellow earth, where it was quickly absorbed.

The eerie eye has closed.

The scene before us seemed to be veiled by a thin gauze.

The sounds around him became distant and indistinct, as if they were coming through a thick layer of cotton. He could hear the sound of the wind, his own heartbeat, and Shen Yugang's gradually steady breathing.

But these voices are fading away, getting further and further away.

Zhang Ying leaned back against the wall.

He hadn't fainted, but he was close. He was still conscious, but like an oil lamp about to burn out, only the last embers flickered in the wind.

He sat quietly, waiting for himself to regain some strength.

The antibody has already been injected into Shen Yugang's body.

The rest is up to Shen Yugang himself.

Tap, tap, tap...

Just as Zhang Ying was about to lose consciousness, a series of footsteps approached from afar.

Zhang Ying weakly raised his head, and in his blurry vision, a figure in a black coat slowly walked towards them.

Zhang Ying couldn't even lift a finger now; his pupils trembled as he looked ahead.

Just then, a voice rang in his ears.

"Friends," the man said, his voice carrying a familiar, languid tone, "you don't look too well."