Chapter 247 My Lawn...

Hal Smith was furious, and looked at him with a sneer: "Your name is Talossa?"

Tang Fang nodded: "Not bad."

"Who sent you here?"

"The minister sent me."

"Minister?" Hal snorted coldly: "Go back and tell Eleanor, 'Please me' is fine, and find someone who is polite next time. If you want to use violence to coerce, hmph, I will not say a word Let Lord Lancelot know about it."

"Hey, I'm quite old, and my temper is not small." Unlike Asari whose expression has changed drastically, Tang Fang still has a calm expression: "No, no, no, I never do coercion. As a matter of fact, I prefer to convince people with virtue rather than violence."

"Use force, that's his style." Tang Fang raised his head and glanced at Howson, and then looked down at Hal Smith: "I will let you follow me willingly."

"What?" Hal Smith was like hearing the funniest joke in the world: "Boy, it's daytime, and it's not time to dream yet."

The old professors next to him all looked at him with idiot expressions.

You must know that Hal is a leading figure, and if he said what he said and splashed water, since he said it in front of so many people, he would not go with him, even if the governor came, it would be useless.

"Is this kid crazy?" said an associate professor in his 40s.

A middle-aged man with a flat nose next to him gave him a hand: "Be careful what you say, that kid is from the health system."

"What happened to the people in the health system? Offended Professor Hal, he can't afford to walk around."

"That's not necessarily true. What if he is a son of a nobleman?"

"Children of nobles? No matter how noble your status is, Lord Lancelot? You must know that the Duchess's brain disease was only cured with the help of Professor Hal."

"..."

On the other side, the expressions on the faces of several security guards were like swallowing a rotten egg in one gulp. No matter how ugly they are, neither side can afford to offend them.

"Ta...Tarossa, he...he is Professor Hal." Asari tugged at Tang Fang's arm. Whispered in his ear. She didn't want the noble boy she just hooked up with,

Lost ground for offending Hal Smith.

Tang Fang turned his head and smiled at her, reached out, took out a miniature PDA from his pocket, and threw it in front of Hal. "Professor Hal, if you are still firm in your opinion after reading the content above, then just pretend that I have never been here."

After finishing speaking, he winked at Aros and Howson, then turned and walked towards the entrance.

"Tarossa, wait for me." Asari quickly followed.

"Hmph, self-righteous kid." Hal casually turned the miniature PDA in his palm, and glanced at it lightly from the corner of his eye.

Who would have thought it was just a quick glance. He was stunned, his dim old eyes became brighter and brighter, and even the hand holding the PDA was trembling slightly.

"How is it possible? How is it possible? Why does he have these materials?" Hal's forehead was already sweating. When he browsed to the end of the page and tremblingly pressed the page turning key, a dialog box appeared in the center of the screen.

"Professor Hal, do you want to read the following content?" Behind it is a smiley face symbol.

Old Hal was about to collapse. The content on the PDA is a research material on the neurons of the cerebral cortex, which is more accurate and comprehensive than all the data he has now. A few years ago, he published a paper on "Bioelectric Stimulation of Neurons Can Treat Functional Atrophy of the Brain Nervous System".

With today's scientific level, it is impossible to conduct a detailed analysis of the bioelectrical network of the human brain, and it is difficult to obtain various parameters required for bioelectrical stimulation therapy, so that the research on this conceptual medical solution has been stagnant status. However. Today, the data that is dreamed of, they appear under the nose, as long as they have them, this treatment plan will produce breakthrough progress, from theoretical research to clinical trials.

For a scientific researcher, is there anything more exciting than a breakthrough in a research project?

These data are available on the PDA. However, it is an incomplete data. This feeling is like a person scratching his whole body with a feather duster, the heart, liver, spleen, lung, kidney and five internal organs are all itchy and uncomfortable.

no no. It's like being caught by a pretty girl with beautiful face, long legs and fair skin when the bottom is swollen and uncomfortable, but she just doesn't move.

The figure of Tang Fang in the distance was getting further and further away, Professor Hal anxiously grabbed his chest and followed? You don't want to save face, why don't you follow? Will definitely be choked out of internal injuries.

"You said that I am more serious than a young man, and I have reaped the consequences..."

The old professor's intestines were full of remorse, he turned his head to look at the people behind him who didn't know why, and then looked at Tang Fang who was unhurried ahead, gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and shouted in his mouth: "Young man, wait for me, I will follow you!" Walk."

After finishing speaking, he chased after him like a gust of wind, and his footsteps were as light as if he had knocked three catties of "Viagra", and his whole body was ecstatic.

Everyone at the entrance of the venue blinked and blinked, their faces full of astonishment.

"What happened, am I right? That old guy has given in?" A female professor muttered.

"What's on the PDA? That old fellow Hal, why is he acting like a 40-year-old bachelor entering a bridal chamber?" The speaker was a professor who was around 70 years old and more qualified than Hal Smith.

"Professor Hal's running posture is so damn ecstasy..." These are the thoughts of some young people.

Asari looked at Hal Smith, who was quickly catching up behind him, with a dazed expression. The look in her eyes was like the ripples created by a boulder sinking into a lake, wave after wave, endlessly.

This completely exceeded her expectations. Professor Hal not only subdued in public, but also followed like a pug. You must know that he was a big man who saved the life of the Duchess, so he was tamed by the young man in front of him like this? It's unbelievable.

Looking up at Tang Fang, her heart seemed to be covered with honey, and then roasted on the campfire to a golden color, sweet, hot and fragrant.

"Plop, plop..." His heartbeat was intensifying, and his whole body almost collapsed into his arms.

If you can spend a good night with such an excellent man, hug in the same bed, and have something happen, it is simply a gift from heaven. As long as you can climb up to him, you will have status, wealth, and Ruyi Langjun.

Soon, several people left the front hall and came to the long steps outside.

The few male students hadn't dispersed yet, seeing them leave quickly and leave quickly, I felt a little bit surprised. But when they saw Hal Smith following behind the four of them, their eyes widened.

Why are they waiting here? Is it because I hope that after the meeting, I can find the seniors I admire to say a few words and perform well. If they can win the favor and be accepted as students by famous professors, then they will be like dragons in water and gain a firm foothold in the medical field .

"That's Professor Hal. Even if he's a nobleman, he wouldn't dare to snub the professor like this." Joel, a boy holding a book in his hand, hesitated for a long time but still didn't dare to strike up a conversation. The two strong men vaguely revealed A burst of murderous intent made him frightened.

Darwin, who was in the same line as Asari, pressed his lips tightly and his face was stern. Asari almost squeezed most of her body into the arms of the man who was walking in front, her pair of blood-spitting breasts were like two big white rabbits, grinding his arms up and down. This picture made him angry, the feeling of fat water flowing into the outsider's field was like tens of thousands of ants gnawing on the body, itching, pain and pain.

The fake girls in the back were full of self-pity and self-pity, and gently twisted their clothes with their index fingers: "It would be great if I were a daughter."

"Plop." A boy on the stone bridge not far away shuddered violently, tilted his body, and plunged his head into the small river.

...

There were only two hellfire chariots, and Tang Fang ordered Aros and Hal Smith to take one, and he and Howson to take the other.

Seeing that there was no place for her, Asari became anxious and pulled Tang Fang's arm vigorously without letting go.

"Miss Asari, I'm really sorry, I have to send Professor Hal away first. This is work!" Tang Fang said politely.

"Then... what about that family?" Asari said coyly.

Tang Fang thought for a while, and casually clicked a few buttons on the video camera on his wrist. After a while, Asari's video device rang a bell.

"I will be very busy at work these two days, and I may not be able to answer the phone. Please be sure to send me a text message. Goodbye, my beautiful Miss Asari." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and got into the Hellfire Chariot. Howson blushed and stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out with a "woo".

The strong wind lifted her skirt, revealing her snow-white thighs with a line of black ash. Asari looked at the email account on the video device with a triumphant smile on her lips.

After the car drove a certain distance, Howson finally couldn't help laughing: "Boss, when did you learn Byron's tricks?"

Tang Fang leaned on one side: "On a whim..."

"You don't really give her your email address, do you?" Howson then asked.

Tang Fang whistled: "It belongs to her father."

"Her father's?"

"Well, it's used to hunt for beauty."

"Boss..."

"Um?"

"You are so bad, you are really my idol."

"Forget it, I will be troubled by fans like you."

"..."

Thirty minutes later, two cars stopped in front of Hal Smith's research institute in the outskirts of Orovia.

On the way back, Tang conveniently asked Hal Smith to go to Wendenbat to treat a brain-injured patient on the grounds of the secret mission of the health system.

The old professor was deeply skeptical about the special mission that Tang Fang said was full of loopholes, but it didn't matter if the mission was true or not, those data were what he dreamed of.

There are data, there are clinical experiment subjects, and it can save lives and heal the wounded, why not do it?

Hal Smith's original intention was to let them bring Tang Lin to the research institute, but after asking in detail about the equipment needed for "bioelectric stimulation therapy", Tang Fang rejected this suggestion. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)