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Chapter 125: Giving a Talk in the Academy

The next day, at the Chinese Academy of Sciences, within the Shangdu Life Sciences Research Institute.

Around seven in the morning, five or six male and female employees were wiping the tables and chairs of a meeting room, while also idling and chatting about things on the Internet.

As it was not yet work time, a girl’s crisp laughter rang out now and then from the place, bringing a light touch to the silent, solemn air of the research institute.

Only when it was seven-thirty, did they start to wipe the dust in the meeting room, including the windows and railings.

“Why aren’t you guys done?”

At this point, a skinny middle-aged man in a suit rushed in anxiously. “Hurry up, this venue will be used at eight o’clock!”

“Team Leader, don’t worry. We’ll clean it up before eight.” A young woman smiled. “What’s the rush?”

“What do you know?”

The middle-aged man looked even more anxious. “I’ve just received news that the director and deputy director of the institute will be coming to this venue. Don’t you know that the director usually arrives ten minutes earlier?”

Everyone was startled and sped up their cleaning.

Just when the middle-aged man was panicking and was even about to roll up his sleeves, there was the sudden sound of footsteps behind him.

The middle-aged man turned around instinctively and saw a young man in a white shirt approaching. “Excuse me, is this Conference Room No. 3?”

“Yes, may I ask who you are?” The middle-aged man thought the youth looked unfamiliar and realized he was not someone from the institute. He subconsciously looked at the identification card around the youth’s neck.

Chen Chen?

He had never heard of this guy...

“I’m the speaker for this conference.” The youth named Chen Chen looked into the room. “Can I head in now? I wish to prepare in advance.”

“Oh, yes, please come in...”

The middle-aged man quickly stepped aside. As he watched the young man walk to the podium nonchalantly and adjusted the projection equipment, he could not help but feel surprised.

It was the first time he was seeing such a young face on that podium. Plus, the director had personally vouched for this guy.

The people cleaning the room glanced curiously at the youth and dared not continue chatting. Their hands quickened even more and in less than ten minutes, they were done cleaning up.

The middle-aged man secretly sighed in relief. He shot a final look at the podium where the young man was checking the PPT with a serious expression. The middle-aged man gestured to the rest and prepared to leave the venue.

However, just as he was about to stealthily leave with his team, his heart suddenly clenched.

In the corridor far away, the director was leading a large crowd of academicians toward this direction.

“Go now!” The middle-aged man growled softly to his team and they dispersed swiftly.

A few minutes later.

A group of men dressed in work clothes and wearing varying expressions filed into the room. Although the talk had not begun, they still remained quiet in their seats, displaying excellent bearing.

These people were not students but a group of middle-aged and elderly people over fifty. Some were even over sixty.

Even so, they were unlike ordinary elderly people. Every single person here was at the top level of academia. A few were well known throughout the world.

These were mostly the academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. A few others held senior managerial roles, like Wang Luo.

What Chen Chen had to do was persuade this group of top elites in academia. Only when this group of people recognized the feasibility of Chen Chen’s plan, would the authorities be convinced, and only then would Professor Wang Xi agree to go abroad for treatment.

As he looked out at the filled room, Chen Chen bowed slightly, then began a lengthy speech:

“What we call Alzheimer’s disease is a devastating neurodegenerative disease that occurs mostly in middle-aged and elderly people. On average, there are 5 to 8 patients out of every 100 people over 60 years old. Moreover, as global aging accelerates, this figure is expected to rise even further.

“Unfortunately, more than half of the world’s people don’t understand this disease. Despite the rapid medical advances made in the world, Alzheimer’s has become the only disease whose mortality rate has increased in the past decade.”

As Chen Chen spread out his hands, the big screen behind him kept showing various reports which he had gotten from newspapers and periodicals.