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Chapter 161: Chapter 161: Trashy Dad Starts Making Trouble
No matter who the little girl in front of him was to Lan Xing, it was enough to excite Peng Hongyuan.
After all, in the years of email exchanges, although they had never met, and he did not know Lan Xing’s real name, gender, or age, he had long considered Lan Xing his one and only true friend in this lifetime.
If this little girl was truly Lan Xing’s granddaughter, he must treat her well.
So, Peng Hongyuan immediately approached, barely containing his excitement and said, "Little girl, are you the one who told the security that Lan Xing is looking for me? What is your relationship with Lan Xing?"
Lu Sheng, dressed modestly today, hesitated upon seeing Peng Hongyuan before her and said, "Uncle Peng, I’m not related to Lan Xing in any way."
"What?" Peng Hongyuan was startled, "Then you..."
Lu Sheng continued, "I am Lan Xing."
...???
Peng Hongyuan, known for his distinguished reputation and calm demeanor, was now staring with eyes as wide as copper bells, shocked and said, "...What did you say?"
Displeasure flashed across Peng Hongyuan’s face instantly, "Little girl, I don’t know how you learned about the name Lan Xing, but please don’t make such jokes!"
Today, Lu Sheng came out of nowhere, revealing her alias to seek out Professor Peng Hongyuan because of Li Muchen’s grandmother’s illness.
She anticipated that Peng Hongyuan wouldn’t immediately believe her identity, so she asked another question, "Uncle Peng, has the blue cat at your home given birth yet?"
Peng Hongyuan, who had still been filled with the anger of being toyed with, heard this and couldn’t help but catch his breath.
He had few friends, and the imminent birth of his cat at home was only something he casually mentioned in his last email to Lan Xing.
How could this little girl in front of him, if she only knew the name Lan Xing and came to cause trouble, also know about the content of the emails he sent to Lan Xing?
"Uncle Peng, even though it seems absolutely impossible, I am indeed Lan Xing."
Lu Sheng said earnestly, "I started studying Chinese medicine when I was five, and I’m also very interested in western medicine and the biomedical field."
"The first paper I sent you about megalosyndactyly, I wrote when I was fourteen."
Lu Sheng was now dead serious, making stuff up.
But her expression was so confident, and as she finished speaking, Peng Hongyuan’s expression wavered somewhat.
But looking at the little girl before him, Peng Hongyuan still found it difficult to associate Lu Sheng with the ’Lan’ he had imagined.
Could there really be such a genius girl in the world who could write a brilliant scientific research paper at the age of fourteen?
"Well then, if you truly are Lan Xing, come with me to the lab," said Peng Hongyuan.
Lu Sheng nodded and entered the research institute with Peng Hongyuan under the astonished gaze of two security officers.
Whether the girl was Lan Xing or not, identities could be faked, but knowledge could not.
So, after discussing a professional issue with Lu Sheng for nearly an hour, Peng Hongyuan was moved to tears.
He could never have imagined that his admired and respected friend, whom he had always looked up to, was just a seventeen-year-old girl this year.
He hadn’t expected that their very first conversation would enlighten him, who was always deemed high and mighty in academic circles, providing him with several new perspectives.
"You really are Lan Xing..." Peng Hongyuan’s tone couldn’t hide his excitement.
"Uncle Peng, you can call me Shengsheng," Lu Sheng said, "My real name is Lu Sheng, and I’m currently a senior at Shengjing High School."
"You’re in your senior year at Shengjing?" Peng Hongyuan was aware of Shengjing High School, which he understood was full of children from wealthy, influential families.
In Peng Hongyuan’s view, those wealthy scions didn’t seem like the type to sit down and earnestly delve into academic research, and he was surprised to encounter a rare research talent like the girl.
Lu Sheng then said, "Uncle Peng, I came to see you today actually to ask for your help with something."
Peng Hongyuan immediately asked, "What is it? As long as it’s within my ability, just tell me."
"Uncle Peng, I remember you mentioned Primary Pulmonary Arterial Paralysis in an email to me before."
"You said that there’s currently no cure for this disease worldwide, but our country has actually been secretly researching it for over a decade, and the development of a specific drug for it has already reached Phase II clinical trials."
"That is correct," nodded Professor Peng Hongyuan.
Generally speaking, Phase II clinical trials of a drug involve patient participation to determine the best therapeutic dosage and to observe treatment effects.
Lu Sheng said, "I have a friend, his grandmother has been suffering from this disease for many years, she has been receiving targeted therapy every week in Suli, but her body is getting weaker and weaker."
"The specific drug currently being developed in our country still has to go through Phase III trials after Phase II, and then apply for marketing approval, so it would take at least two or three more years before his grandmother could use it."
"So I wanted to ask you if you could arrange a treatment and observation spot for his grandmother."
Hearing this, Professor Peng Hongyuan looked at Lu Sheng: "Shengsheng, is this friend of yours very important to you?"
"Yes," Lu Sheng nodded, "he is the most important person to me."
"Then I understand," said Professor Peng Hongyuan, "You go back and send me the detailed information and condition of his grandmother, and then have me meet the patient in person."
"I’ll handle the rest, I’ll definitely find a way to alleviate her condition, you just be at ease."
"That’s wonderful, thank you Uncle Peng." Lu Sheng’s face broke into a smile upon hearing this.
"What’s to thank for," Professor Peng Hongyuan also smiled and jokingly said, "With the paper you sent me that time and the help you gave me afterwards, not to mention arranging a treatment spot, I wouldn’t hesitate even if you asked me to lie on the operating table."
Although Li Muchen’s grandmother is still missing, at least there is hope for her treatment.
Therefore, Lu Sheng could also put one worry aside.
After taking a taxi back from the research institute to the Lu Family, as soon as Lu Sheng opened the door, he heard the voice of Lu Chengye, which had been long absent from the house, filled with shock and disbelief—
"Are you insane, wife? Qianrou is our daughter whom we’ve raised since she was little!"
"We’ve spent over ten million on her to foster her talents, and you actually sent her to jail?!"
Lu Sheng’s steps halted and he walked to the corner of the living room to listen.
"What are you talking about, me being insane!" Lu Chengye had barely finished speaking when Jiang Ting responded angrily from the living room, "Do you have any idea what your precious daughter has done?"
"Last night at the family gathering, she secretly paid Wang Guiqin five hundred thousand to send a red dress to Lu Sheng and deliberately made the chandelier explode, then took advantage of the blackout to lock Ziye in the room."
"What did you say?" Lu Chengye was stunned when he heard this, confused but greatly shocked, "Why would Qianrou do such a thing??"
"What she did, was to provoke Ziye into having an attack and kill Lu Sheng," gritted Jiang Ting, "And when that chandelier exploded, the shards also injured You Ming!"
Lu Chengye gasped sharply and immediately asked in a worried tone: "What about Ziye and You Ming now? Are they alright?!"
Hearing what Lu Chengye said, a chill passed through Lu Sheng’s eyes.
In this family, Jiang Ting was not related to her by blood, and her five brothers only shared half of her blood.
Only Lu Chengye was her closest relative by blood.
However, upon hearing Jiang Ting say that Lu Qianrou had incited his third son to have an attack and go kill her, and that his fourth son was also injured by the shards, his first reaction was to ask if these two sons were alright.
He didn’t even mention her at all.
"They are both fine," said Jiang Ting, "But if it weren’t for Lu Sheng, You Ming could have lost his life last night, and Ziye would have had an attack, just like a decade ago."
Jiang Ting’s intention in saying this was to point out that Lu Sheng had played a significant role, that not only had she prevented herself from getting harmed, but she also saved her two brothers.
However, in Lu Chengye’s eyes, this was a different matter.
"If Ziye, You Ming, and Lu Sheng are all fine, then wasn’t it just a false alarm?"
Lu Chengye said dissatisfiedly, "If it was just a false alarm, why did you have to call the police and have Qianrou arrested?"
