Chapter 1898 I'm Sorry

"With your experience, do you think there are other research teams in other life science institutes doing related scientific research?" The Duke of Buckingham was obviously still a little unwilling.

"My request is not high. I just want to help my old friend extend his life by about half a month so that he can see the birth of his great-grandson."

"As long as there is a team that can help me achieve this goal, I can sponsor the Life Science Institute with 100 million magnesium knives. In addition, I will owe them another favor."

The promises he made were astonishing.

Professor Dacto was surprised when he heard this. He was stunned for a moment before he smiled bitterly and said, "I have to say, even I am jealous of the chips you offered, Duke Buckingham."

"But unfortunately, I still have only that to say. As far as I know, among the many life science research institutes in our British Empire, no one is involved in scientific research in related fields."

"Although we are all engaged in life science research, and most of us focus on activating and developing some of the human body's potential, and many of us also focus on research on helping people prolong their lives and maintain good health, you should know that the human body is a very complex and sophisticated instrument. Every tiny link in it can be divided into many research topics."

"In fact, at first glance, it seems that my research is about the development of human potential, and it focuses on the development of human potential to help people prolong their lives. It seems to be close to your needs, but in fact it is a world away."

"I study how to help a healthy person prolong his life while he is still healthy. But what you want me to solve is the problem of prolonging the life of a dying person whose many parts have aged to the point of being unable to support themselves."

"I'm sorry, I really can't do anything."

"Ah..." After hearing Professor Darko's detailed explanation, the Duke of Buckingham probably realized that the other party was really powerless. After sighing again, he firmly grasped the hand of the old man on the hospital bed, whose eyes were closed and whose hand was as dry as a branch.

"Martin, my old fellow!"

The withered old man on the hospital bed was probably still conscious, although he couldn't open his eyes. But when he heard the painful voice of the Duke of Buckingham, two tears actually slipped out of the corners of his eyes.

The stiff and dry fingers moved slightly twice, as if wanting to hold the Duke of Buckingham's hand back and comfort him a little.

"His Excellency the Duke of Buckingham." It was also at this time that Isabella was born. "Mr. Ye is here."

The Duke of Buckingham finally reacted and hurriedly turned his gaze to Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, I'm sorry, I didn't notice you guys coming just now. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

"Your Excellency the Duke, that's not right." Ye Feng spoke fluently in Wudu dialect, "After seeing how loyal and righteous you are, I feel that you are even more charming."

"Is this person on the bed the old friend that Isabella mentioned, the one you want to extend his life for?"

The Duke of Buckingham wiped the corners of his old friend's eyes, then quickly wiped the corners of his own eyes which were faintly tearful, and nodded quickly, "Yes, this is my old friend Martin."

"We have been good friends and old buddies for decades."

"Ye Feng, I have heard from some friends more than once that Dragon Country's Chinese medicine is very unique in some aspects, and your Chinese medicine is particularly powerful. Can you help me see if Martin still has a chance?"

At this moment, he did not behave like a noble duke of the British Empire, but more like a helpless old man.

When he spoke, his tone was full of pleading.

Ye Feng immediately realized how much he valued the old man named Martin. After quickly glancing at Martin's appearance on the bed, he said seriously, "I can't promise anything specific now. Everything will have to wait until I examine your friend's body first."

"Your Excellency, the Duke of Buckingham, let me diagnose your friend first."

"Okay!" The Duke of Buckingham quickly moved aside. "Then I'll leave it to you!"

(End of this chapter)