My sisters drove me away, and now they are crying and begging for my forgiveness?

Transpiration begins.

A mysterious constant environment was generated, and then the blood ginseng began to change little by little.

As he held his breath and concentrated, the blood ginseng, like a loaf of bread, expanded a little bit but did not deform.

Little by little, circles of golden flowers gradually appeared, like stars in the sky, which looked very magical.

After the golden flower appeared, liquid began to diffuse, gather, and drip down on the blood ginseng little by little.

Drop by drop, it gathered little by little under the blood ginseng and soon began to crystallize.

The shape of the crystals is very strange, just like salt being dried, with white layers appearing.

"Okay, this is the medicine! It's enough for me to use for two months!"

The happiest person, of course, was Lin An.

"Ah! What is this medicine called?"

The secretaries and professors were all curious, especially the graduate students. They had never seen such a mystery before. After hearing the introduction, they knew that Lin An was a miracle doctor.

The brave ones among them asked directly.

"Blood ginseng grows pills, like a leopard in a thunderstorm, it can grow again, just like a tree, replacing the flowers! Cancer flowers bloom and die, and if fibrosis can be formed, I will get better little by little."

Lin An's vivid explanation seemed particularly literary, like a poem, and everyone present was dazzled by it.

“It sounds wonderful!”

"It can definitely be achieved. Does that mean cancer can be controlled?"

The professor came forward and held Lin An's hand tightly, insisting on following him and inviting him to give lectures at the university.

"Hehe, I'd better take care of my life first. Clinical observation is not appropriate!" At this time, Lin An seemed shy.

"Hey, our school has an affiliated hospital, what else can we say?"

The old professor kept winking at his secretary, suggesting that he must make this happen.

"Okay, you can follow me and observe, but I have more important things to do!"

Lin An thought for a moment, nodded, asked someone to bring some water, and took the medicine on the spot.

Take the medicine.

Outsiders couldn't see it, and they gathered around curiously to observe for a while, but they really couldn't find anything abnormal. When they saw Lin An, they felt that he was not a patient.

"How does it feel?"

Although it was the first time that the professor met Lin An, he felt like they had known each other for a long time. His enthusiasm for Lin An was even stronger than that of the mayor.

"Yes, it works! I can feel the changes in the lesions."

Lin An nodded.

"Is it true or false? Is it so magical?" The students were eager to know the truth, so they spoke more directly.

"How can you talk like that?" The secretary who followed couldn't help but scold.

"Ugh!" Lin An spat immediately, making everyone present a little embarrassed.

But when you look at the saliva on the ground, it's black and smelly.

That is of course a sign of effectiveness, because chemotherapy in the hospital causes hair loss, and now Lin An is vomiting carbon monoxide, which makes sense.

"Amazing! I've heard about the emergence of miracle doctors in society for a long time, but now it seems that I was really ignorant!"

The old professor's reflections left all the students speechless.

"That's it, I have more important things to do!"

Lin An's personality was such that he didn't cry or scream when he heard that he had cancer. Now that he has hope of survival, what he wants to do most is to settle down according to the original plan.

"No, no, since you're here, we just happen to have a class that needs a lecturer on this subject. It's called The Last Days of Life!"

The professor continued to persuade him to stay.

"The end of life?" Lin An felt uncomfortable immediately after hearing this. "This topic sounds a bit heavy."

"Oh, so many people are paying attention to our online class! It has been so stressful for so long, and we need a ray of hope like you!"

When the professor said this, he and all the graduate students bowed to Lin An on the spot.

"A ray of hope?"

When Lin An heard this, he nodded seriously, feeling that it was right.

But his heart has already flown to the King of Masked Singer!

Even that art exhibition seemed a bit urgent. Looking at the situation now, it was indeed hard to refuse such a kind invitation. The professor said it would only take twenty minutes.

"walk!"

Lin An nodded, put away his medicine, donated the remaining blood ginseng residue to the school, and then walked into the classroom.

"Hehe!" The secretary felt amused when he saw this scene. A little bit of drug residue could actually excite the graduate students of a prestigious university - they licked it with their tongues as if they were on a pilgrimage.

"We will be the next Nobel Prize winner!"

Some students were still muttering, which made the secretary feel serious again.

Lin An's heart had indeed flown to the King of Masked Singer. Even when he stepped into the classroom and faced the students, he glanced at his cell phone and turned it off.

Then he said seriously: "The world of the Internet is full of flowers and brocade! In my opinion, it is like a terminal illness. After seeing it for a long time, it seems to have nothing to do with me. But coincidentally, I am also a cancer patient. I have found a treatment method and I have seen hope. Since you have left the Internet discussion on the blackboard, I will continue to talk about it!"

Although the students did not know the lecturer invited by the professor, they all stood up respectfully and said, "Hello, teacher!"

"Okay, sit down. I'll just talk about one thing. The pig-killing scam on the Internet is like a terminal illness, which makes people more and more confused. Today I'll just talk about one thing! The pig-killing scam is a role-playing!"

"Just like this cancer, a terminal illness!"

"If I get terminal cancer, I will forget about myself and only think about finishing the unfinished things!"

Lin An was inspired to go from complete despair to finding hope again.

He thought of everything he had been through and shared it simply.

"Wow!"

"Crack!"

Deafening applause broke out in the classroom, and some people began to sob.

"Let's go!"

Looking at the time, it was almost noon. Lin An felt a little tired, but he thought that his trip was quite successful and had satisfied all parties.

After class, he took his life-saving medicine and prepared to take a taxi back.

"No, if I don't send you back, am I still a human being?"

The secretary seemed particularly enthusiastic, especially when he heard that Lin An was going to participate in the King of Masked Singer, he was even more excited.

"You are such a capable person, you have so many talents!"

The secretary seemed particularly impressed, but Lin An just smiled and called Yan Jinyu.

"The Masked Singer can be fully unveiled. The finale surprise I promised you will appear!"

It was just a simple sentence, but Yan Jinyu was so excited that she could only say one sentence: "I believe you, I believe you! You are really my baby! By the way! How is your health?"

"There is hope!"

"Oh, it's so delightful, I don't know what to say! Oh, I really admire and like you!"

Yan Jinyu's emotions were somewhat out of control, and Lin Yunshu, who was standing next to him, happened to hear it and recorded it with his cell phone.

"Oh, I like you. You two have finally revealed your true colors!"