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Xian Yutao is his eldest disciple, 52 years old, a doctoral student, and currently the vice president of Anhe Hospital, in addition to holding various other positions.

The two met more than 20 years ago in a national key scientific research project. Xian Yutao was brought in by his mentor. During the project, Tan Hongru gave him a lot of guidance and co-edited a medical book with him.

Xian Yutao called him teacher at that time, and later they tacitly understood each other and he became his first apprentice.

Fifty-two years old!

The grandson is two years older than the little potato from the Fu family.

Tan Hongru hated himself for being so infatuated with flowers that he agreed to the man named Fu in a daze.

When Tan Hongru thought about the many media interviews in the future and the publicity of his relationship with that little potato egg to everyone, he felt dizzy.

By then, he wouldn't know how to explain it to these disciples. Should he just say directly that he accepted a "bribe" from Fu Sihuai?

He took a sip of tea and suppressed the worry in his heart.

Alas, when people reach old age, their reputation is no longer preserved.

"Teacher, you've been sighing since you came here today. Is there something bothering you?"

Tan Hongru shook his head in a cryptic manner and waved his hand, "Let's not talk about it. By the way, I did bring a new product that I recently researched this time."

He pointed to the large box next to the chair.

The box was carried for him by Xiao Li from the research institute. It was carried steadily along the way. Tan Hongru kept an eye on it, fearing that it would be bumped or scratched.

He walked over and opened the small lock on the front of the box with his old fingers.

Xian Yutao also put down his teacup and stood by curiously.

The teacher came several times and brought a lot of research products. This was the first time he saw him packing them so carefully in boxes, and this attitude made him nervous.

The box that Tan Hongru found could seal out odors. The moment he opened it, a light floral scent came out.

Xian Yutao took a deep breath and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"The teacher improved the floral fragrance's vulgarity? No, no, it's more than that!"

He took another sip and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration: "And the energy contained in it has increased more than tenfold compared to before!"

Tan Hongru nodded in agreement, "I measured the elements in this flower and those in the previous ones, and the total is fourteen times."

"Teacher! This is a truly significant scientific achievement. Have you reported it?"

After praising, Xian Yutao asked quickly.

Tan Hongru shook his head and said, "No, I can't report it for now because I'm not sure if the next one will be that bad."

"how do I say this?"

Tan Hongru carefully closed the box door and told Xian Yutao about the magical flower he had obtained a few days ago.

After listening to this, Xian Yutao asked thoughtfully, "So you used the method of cross-pollination at the time, artificially transferring the pollen from that unique flower to another blooming rose, to create the finished product we have now."

Tan Hongru nodded, "Yes."

Xian Yutao sighed repeatedly, "I can't even imagine what that strange flower you're talking about looks like."

"It hasn't withered yet. I added some potion to keep it alive for a little longer. If you're free, you can go take a look."

Xian Yutao immediately set a time, "Let's do National Day. I'll go see what this exotic flower looks like during National Day."

The two drank tea for a while and talked about the research process of this flower.

Half an hour later, Tan Hongru was full.

He stood up and said, "This flower has great medicinal value. I plan to send it to Mr. Zhu. Placing it next to his bedside will help his recovery."

When talking about Mr. Zhu, Tan Hongru's tone was respectful.

Xian Yutao excitedly said, "That's great! Teacher, your sacrifice is truly enormous!"

He understood Tan Hongru, so naturally he understood his sacrifice.

"I'll take you to Mr. Zhu's ward. He hasn't been conscious since he was shot, and his wife has been staying in the hospital..." Xian Yutao talked to him as they walked.

Only after arriving at that ward did Xian Yutao shut up.

The corridor was full of soldiers with guns.

One of them was a vice president and the other was an academician of the Academy of Sciences. Even so, they had to undergo rigorous examination before being allowed in.

Xian Yutao took out the flowers and placed them on the bedside. After saying goodbye to Mrs. Zhu, he left in a hurry without stopping.

After taking the elevator down to this floor, Tan Hongru prepared to go back.

Xian Yutao said a few words to him, but when he saw that he couldn't keep him, he followed him and sent him out of the hospital.

When the two of them walked downstairs, Tan Hongru suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared at the man who was walking in the other direction.

He stopped, and Xian Yutao stopped too when he noticed it.

"What's wrong, teacher?"

Tan Hongru took out his glasses from his pocket and put them on, confirming that the man's back was indeed Fu Sihuai.

Without the suit, I almost didn't recognize him, but he had this kind of aura, the kind that you'd never forget once you saw him.

He was holding a child in his arms. From the style of her clothes and her soft hair, it could be seen that it was a little girl.

Tan Hongru thought of his three-year-old apprentice, Little Potato Egg, whom he had never met.

This is a hospital. The little potato looks listless, and you can tell without thinking that he is sick.

Tan Hongru sighed.

Although he regretted it and swore never to accept another disciple, but since he accepted this one, he was connected to him no matter what.

A child's illness is no small matter, so it requires careful consideration. He has some connections at Anhe Hospital, so he'll help if he can.

Tan Hongru turned around and walked towards that direction.

The vice-president followed him and asked curiously, "Teacher, who did you see?"

"Alas, the little enemy who came to collect the debt."

He is just a little rascal. He took something from someone else and he has to return it to the little rascal.

From now on, you will be laughed to death by those old guys!