Interstellar president (11): If this research is successful, Gene Collapse Syndrome will no longer be a terminal illness!

Zhou Qinghao received a message from Cao Bo, but he pretended not to know and continued interacting with Gu Juntian as usual.

After the two kissed, they enjoyed a delicious dinner together.

Gu Juntian had only eaten some nutrient paste at noon. Though he wasn’t hungry, he did have a bit of an appetite.

The dishes on the table were very lavish, so he ate quite a lot and even recommended the ones he found tasty to Zhou Qinghao, letting Zhou Qinghao try them.

The two of them, sweet and affectionate, finished the meal and then went to the study together.

Gu Juntian read materials as usual, while Zhou Qinghao handled company affairs beside him.

While working, he would glance at Gu Juntian from time to time.

Seeing this person made him feel warm inside, as if his life had gained some extra color.

So, he had no demands of Gu Juntian—he only wanted Gu Juntian not to leave him.

At night, the two embraced and went into the bedroom, taking a shower together.

While showering, Zhou Qinghao looked carefully in the mirror. The person in the reflection looked much older than when he first met Gu Juntian.

There were fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and some white hairs had appeared.

His body was deteriorating.

This was an unavoidable physical manifestation for someone with Gene Collapse Syndrome.

In the future, his condition would only get worse.

Zhou Qinghao had mixed feelings, but soon, Gu Juntian hugged him, leaving him no room to think of anything else.

Gu Juntian had, of course, noticed the changes in Zhou Qinghao.

Zhou Qinghao’s condition made him restless—he wished he could stay in the lab all the time.

But simply extending working hours wouldn’t necessarily increase efficiency.

He also needed to pay close attention to Zhou Qinghao’s condition, and coming home every day was necessary.

Gu Juntian held Zhou Qinghao in his arms, gripping his wrist with his hand to feel his pulse.

Before he transmigrated, he had likely been a scientific researcher, possibly even involved in related studies, as his mind kept coming up with all sorts of ideas.

That was a very good thing. Now, he had started to see the outline of his research.

The next day, Gu Juntian went to the lab early in the morning.

He had even dreamed about doing experiments the night before. When he woke up, he felt that what he had dreamed might actually be feasible, so he started experimenting that day.

Gu Juntian threw himself fully into his experiments and no longer had time to think about anything else, so Ning Jianuo and Zhou Jinhai were pushed to the back of his mind.

However, those two were still thinking about him.

After seeing Gu Juntian yesterday, Ning Jianuo suddenly realized that the previously overlooked Gu Juntian had become extremely attractive.

The clothes Gu Juntian wore yesterday cost tens of thousands as a set, and the car he drove was even more expensive. After checking online, Ning Jianuo found out it was worth tens of millions.

Wasn’t Gu Juntian just a poor guy? How did he become rich in just over half a month?

Ning Jianuo was very confused, and then he suddenly remembered something—when Zhou Yan was pursuing him, he had asked about Gu Juntian several times and seemed very interested in him.

Ning Jianuo being admitted to a good university meant he wasn’t stupid. He immediately started looking into information about Zhou Yan and discovered that Zhou Yan’s father looked very much like Gu Juntian.

Compared to Zhou Yan, Gu Juntian resembled Zhou Jinhai’s son even more.

So, was Gu Juntian actually Zhou Jinhai’s son? Had he only pretended to be poor back when they were at school?

Could Zhou Yan’s pursuit of him have actually been a test from Gu Juntian?

He had always wondered why Gu Juntian was so busy during that time, and why a wealthy young master like Zhou Yan had suddenly come after him—it didn’t make sense.

Ning Jianuo was furious and full of regret.

How could he have missed out on a man like Gu Juntian, who was both rich and handsome?

That morning, Ning Jianuo went to the lab early, hoping to see Gu Juntian. Unfortunately, the lab’s security, having received instructions from Cao Bo, wouldn’t let him get anywhere near.

Ning Jianuo realized that whether it was Zhou Yan or Gu Juntian, if these rich people didn’t want him to find them, there was no way he could.

After thinking it over, Ning Jianuo could only reach out to the person who had paid him to look for Gu Juntian.

The one who had given Ning Jianuo money to find Gu Juntian was Zhou Jinhai.

Zhou Jinhai didn’t want Gu Juntian to be with Zhou Qinghao. He had told Ning Jianuo where to find Gu Juntian, hoping Ning Jianuo would lure Gu Juntian away from Zhou Qinghao.

But Ning Jianuo turned out to be completely useless!

Then again, it made sense. If he were Gu Juntian, after having Zhou Qinghao, he definitely wouldn’t be interested in someone like Ning Jianuo, who had nothing.

Zhou Qinghao wasn’t just rich—his looks weren’t worse than Ning Jianuo’s either.

Thinking about how Zhou Qinghao had already spent several hundred million on Gu Juntian during this time, Zhou Jinhai felt conflicted.

Hundreds of millions! Zhou Qinghao actually used that money to support a lover, and not a cent of it went to him, the older brother!

At the same time, Zhou Jinhai also felt a bit regretful.

Back then, he should’ve given Gu Juntian some money. That way, as a man, Gu Juntian might not have so easily accepted being financially supported by Zhou Qinghao.

When Gu Juntian was still young, Zhou Jinhai didn’t give money to him or his mother because his wife at the time—Zhou Yan’s mother—came from a powerful family.

As a young man, Zhou Jinhai had hoped to fight for control over the Zhou family business, so he did everything he could to marry Zhou Yan’s well-connected mother.

But he didn’t end up getting control of the Zhou family company, and later, his wife’s family declined in power.

Starting ten years ago, he no longer had to live under his wife’s thumb.

But in those ten years, he still didn’t give Gu Juntian any money. He thought there was no need.

He didn’t want Gu Juntian to stand out too much and was obsessed with controlling the direction of Gu Juntian’s life.

While Gu Juntian was in university, he signed up for many competitions, hoping to make a name for himself through them.

But every time, Zhou Jinhai made sure something unexpected happened to prevent him from participating.

Later, when Gu Juntian had the opportunity to enter graduate school through recommendation or receive scholarships, Zhou Jinhai sabotaged those chances too.

When a prestigious lab showed interest in Gu Juntian, Zhou Jinhai even arranged for someone to say bad things about him to the lab staff. As a result, they chose someone else, and Gu Juntian had to go to Minghui instead.

Controlling Gu Juntian’s life gave Zhou Jinhai immense satisfaction. Unfortunately, now Gu Juntian had broken free of his control.

What could he do to bring Gu Juntian back from Zhou Qinghao?

He couldn’t possibly acknowledge him as his son, could he?

Just thinking about how his son had become Zhou Qinghao’s lover made Zhou Jinhai feel disgusted. He didn’t want anyone to know about it.

As Zhou Jinhai was stewing over this, his communication terminal rang.

Seeing who was calling, Zhou Jinhai immediately answered the phone.

A sweet AI voice came from the other end of the line: “Hello, this is Core Programming. Programming can inspire children’s intelligence and train their thinking skills…”

Zhou Jinhai hung up without hesitation and immediately sent a message to the lab he was secretly funding, telling them to evacuate right away.

Someone had discovered his lab!

He had made an agreement with someone before—if he ever received a call like this, it would mean the lab had been targeted.

Zhou Jinhai couldn’t afford to worry about Gu Juntian anymore and began dealing with this more urgent matter.

At the same time, the people who had been watching him and his lab all along took a deep breath.

As expected, there was someone behind this experiment!

If they kept a close eye on this lab and the researchers who were now being ordered to leave, they might just catch a big fish.

Gu Juntian didn’t know that, because of the report he had submitted, some people were now secretly maneuvering against each other.

At the moment, he was fully focused on his research.

When he took a break, he once again went to the nearby open area to do push-ups.

Qin Zhao came over and joined him, asking, “Gu Juntian, you’re so capable—how come you had no reputation before? I’ve never heard of you.”

Gu Juntian replied, “I was unlucky before. Every time I signed up for a competition or event, something unexpected would happen midway, so I couldn’t showcase myself.”

“That really happened? You’re seriously that unlucky?” Qin Zhao said.

Gu Juntian replied, “Maybe it wasn’t just bad luck.”

He suspected it had something to do with Zhou Jinhai.

Zhou Jinhai didn’t want the original Gu Juntian to attract too much attention.

Still, although the original had good grades, he only knew textbook knowledge. Even if he had participated in those competitions, he probably wouldn’t have won anything.

There were a few times when the original regretted signing up after the fact, so when he ended up not being able to participate, he had no complaints.

That part, Gu Juntian didn’t plan to tell anyone. It was fine if people believed his obscurity was due to being suppressed by Zhou Jinhai.

After finishing his push-ups, Gu Juntian stood up again.

But this time, instead of rushing back to his experiments, he sat down at the desk and began writing a research paper.

Although his experiment hadn’t made fast progress and he hadn’t yet achieved any results, he was getting more comfortable with the process and was ready to write a paper that could attract the attention of major figures in the field.

He drafted a rough version and then handed it off to Clement for polishing.

According to Qin Zhao, Clement was very good at writing academic papers.

“After you polish the paper, find a way to send it to Director Zhang of the National Gene Research Institute. Make sure he sees it as soon as possible,” Gu Juntian said.

Director Zhang was one of the top experts in genetic research within the Human Alliance.

He had an official background, was fully dedicated to scientific research, and was known for discovering new talent. Gu Juntian felt that seeking collaboration with the state through him was the best option.

Gu Juntian didn’t have Director Zhang’s contact information or know anyone close to him, but Clement had the connections.

Since he had spent so much money to bring Clement back, he definitely intended to make full use of him.

“Got it!” Clement agreed and immediately started reviewing the rough draft.

Although it was just a draft, everything necessary was already included, and Clement began refining it right away.

Meanwhile, Gu Juntian resumed his experiments.

While writing the paper, he had gotten some new ideas and now wanted to test them out.

The next day, at the National Gene Research Institute.

Director Zhang, a top expert in genetics, had people assigned to care for his health to ensure he remained in good condition.

So, even though he was no longer young, he was still in excellent health. These days, he rarely did hands-on research, focusing mainly on mentoring students.

Director Zhang always confidently told his students that Gene Collapse Syndrome would soon be resolved, but deep down, he was a bit pessimistic.

The situation had been worsening.

In the past, people with Gene Collapse Syndrome could live long lives after treatment, but in recent years, those treatments had become less and less effective.

No one knew whether humanity would ever fully solve the problem of Gene Collapse Syndrome.

Director Zhang entered the lab with a smile, only to see a researcher who had worked with him for twenty years stride up to him: “Professor, a friend of mine sent me a paper and asked me to show it to you.”

Director Zhang asked, “Have you read it?”

“I have! You must take a look, Teacher!” the man said urgently.

Director Zhang knew his students well. Seeing this one so excited, he realized the paper must be extraordinary.

He took the tablet and began reading the paper.

As soon as he started, he couldn’t stop: “They’ve tested this? It actually works?”

His student replied, “He said they already have a basic framework! But they’ll need national support for the follow-up experiments.”

“What’s your friend’s name? Which lab is he in?” Director Zhang asked.

“His name is Clement. His lab is nearby,” the student answered.

The paper was authored by Gu Juntian, not Clement, but after reading it, neither Director Zhang nor his student cared about the name anymore. They just wanted to visit the lab immediately.

“We’re going over there right now!” Director Zhang said.

If this research succeeded, Gene Collapse Syndrome would no longer be a terminal illness!