"I did summarize some experience in biochemistry, but what's the point?"

Mobias shrugged, and a faint faintness appeared on his face, "I can never find a way to cure myself."

Even if you win the Nobel Prize, it will be useless.

He is still suffering from illness every day and needs a blood exchange every day to maintain his life.

If it weren't for Lucien, a friend who was sympathetic and sympathetic, he wouldn't know if he could continue to hold on.

"Dr. Mobias, if you are troubled by this problem, then I can only say that you are in the right place."

When Zhao Hailun heard this, he smiled confidently at Mobias.

"I did hear many incredible rumors before, and there are even people who call you Dr. Zhao, a mutant."

When Mobias saw Zhao Hailun's confident look, he also had some expectations, "I hope now that those rumors are true."

"Then next, Dr. Mobias, you can verify this yourself."

Zhao Hailun smiled at Mobias, then waved to the other party, "Please follow me."

Mobias didn't say anything nonsense, and followed Zhao Hailun to another room specially used for treatment.

At the gesture of Zhao Hailun, he sat down on a special chair, looked at the surrounding environment, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Did Dr. Zhao meant just now that he was not to examine and treat himself?

Why don’t there be any related equipment or instruments in this room?

Would you be wrong?

"Dr. Mobias, don't be nervous, don't think too much, just relax."

Zhao Hailun's voice sounded in his ears, but Zhao Hailun sat down opposite Mobias.

He also waved to Mobias, "Then, please give me your hand next."

Mobias looked at his question mark: "Dr. Zhao, what are we doing?"

“Create miracles.”

Zhao Hailun knew that no matter how much explanation was, it would be useless, so he just smiled mysteriously at Mobias, "Come on, give me your hand."

Although Mobias still didn't understand what Zhao Hailun meant, he had to suppress his curiosity and handed his hands out.

Zhao Hailun didn't say much, but directly grabbed Mobias's hand, and then began to activate his own abilities.

Is this what is called treatment?

Just grab your own hand?

Mobias felt a little messy inside, but then Mobias's face showed an extremely surprised look on his face.

Because at that moment, Mobias felt that some unexplained change appeared in his body.

What was that change Mobias could not express it clearly in words, but there was a feeling that was real: he felt that his body's weakness and discomfort was quickly disappearing!

Mobias felt that he would never have been so good in his life.

He even felt his body full of strength!

Although Zhao Hailun has not let go of his hand and cannot try it, Mobias knows that even if he doesn't have to rely on a crutch, he can walk independently!

"this……"

"This feeling..."

Mobias murmured, he himself didn't realize that his voice was trembling.

"Okay, Dr. Mobias."

At this time, Zhao Hailun let go of Mobias's hand and smiled at Mobias, "You can feel your body now."

Mobias immediately stood up impatiently!

Stable and stable as an old dog!

He tried to take two steps, as steady and free as an ordinary person, without any feeling of being unable to continue!

"I actually... can walk like a normal person!"

Mobias was surprised and delighted, and exclaimed in disbelief.

"Dr. Mobias, on your left is the mirror, you can see who you are now."

Zhao Hailun smiled and reminded Mobias.

Mobias turned around with great expectations.

boom!

After just one look, Mobias was stunned and could not believe his eyes.

Is the person in the mirror really himself?

The rosy face and the plump face were no longer as pale as paper, nor were they the skinny anymore.

Now, no matter how you look at him, he is a healthy and normal person.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Mobias even wanted to take off his clothes and go to see other places carefully.

“Incredible.”

“This is incredible.”

"How is this possible!"

But even so, Mobias was so shocked that he couldn't speak at all.

I subconsciously touched my face and murmured.

His disease has a genetic problem. Unless it is a repair of the gene, there is no solution at all.

The Mobias family is a well-known chaebol family. They have too much money to spend. Their family has never let go of any chance to heal Mobias.

But after so many years, I have not found any solution at all.

Genetic defects, even if modern science is so developed, cannot be solved.

But now.

In this laboratory, Zhao Hailun just held his hand for a while and cured this incurable genetic disease!

Isn't this a thing too magical?

If it weren't for personal experience, Mobias wouldn't believe it anyway.

and.

It would be fine if this incurable disease was cured, but in this short moment, Dr. Zhao actually restored Mobias' extremely thin body to normal.

This is too terrifying.

"Dr. Zhao, now, I finally understand why some people say you are a mutant."

After a long time, Mobias turned around and looked at Zhao Hailun and sighed a long sigh.

What Zhao Hailun did just now completely violated the laws of science and could not be explained by science at all. It can only be explained by non-scientific existences like mutants.

"Dr. Mobias, you are so good at joking. I'm not a mutant."

Zhao Hailun smiled softly at Mobias.

She could understand Mobias's mood and did not feel offended.

In fact, being suspected of being a mutant is precisely a recognition of her ability.

"Not a mutant?"

Mobias saw that Zhao Helen didn't look like she was lying, and then thought about it carefully. Indeed, those mutants registered in Eucalyptus can be inquired.

There is no list of Zhao Hailun in it.

And characters like Zhao Hailun do not have the possibility of being "mutant black householders", so Zhao Hailun should indeed not be a mutant.

Then the question arises.
Chapter completed!