Taoist Master, wishing for a sacrifice-based system

Chapter 26 Tsinghua and Peking Universities Are Fighting for Her! A Wealthy Woman's Wish Comes True, But Her Son Becomes a "National Treasure" Guinea Pig?

Qian Meihua's face turned deathly pale.

"Then...is his life in danger?"

"On the contrary."

The director's eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Preliminary analysis suggests that the expression product of this new sequence is not only harmless to humans, but may even possess extremely high—"

—Research value.

The director emphasized the words "research value".

Before Qian Meihua could even process the weight of that word, there was a knock on the ward door.

The hospital director himself pushed open the door and came in.

Two people followed behind him.

An elderly man with gray hair and gold-rimmed glasses, and a middle-aged man in a dark suit carrying a briefcase.

The dean's attitude was extremely respectful.

"Ms. Qian, these two have just arrived from Beijing."

The elderly man with gold-rimmed glasses nodded slightly.

"I am the Vice Dean of the School of Life Sciences at Tsinghua University, and my surname is Zhou."

The middle-aged man behind him nodded in greeting.

"Assistant Dean of the Institute of Life Sciences and Genetics, Peking University, surnamed Fang."

The air in the ward seemed to freeze instantly.

Tsinghua University.

Peking University.

Representatives from two of the nation's top universities arrived at the same time.

Qian Meihua's mouth was agape, her mind completely blank.

The vice dean of Tsinghua University pushed up his glasses, his tone tinged with a thin layer of reserve, but the longing in his eyes was impossible to hide.

"Ms. Qian, we received your hospital's preliminary gene sequencing report an hour ago."

"to be honest-

""

He took a deep breath.

"When the entire college saw that sequence of data, they all thought the instrument had malfunctioned."

"But after cross-referencing with our own database, we confirmed that it is true."

"The gene mutation in your son's body is the first of its kind to be discovered in the thirty years since the Human Genome Project began."

A completely unknown spontaneous chromosomal recombination event.

Its research value is one aspect.

The vice dean carefully considered his words.

"How so?"

"If the human genome is a book, then the extra page in your son's body might rewrite an entire chapter."

The assistant dean from Peking University also spoke up, his tone even more direct than that of Tsinghua University: "Ms. Qian, the purpose of our two families' visit is very clear."

"We would like to invite your son to our school as a 'Special Research Contribution Talent'."

"All expenses will be borne by the school."

"It includes food, lodging, medical care, and living allowance—everything is covered."

Qian Meihua's pupils dilated violently.

Special recruitment.

Tsinghua University. Peking University.

No need for the college entrance exam. No need to study.

Meals and accommodation included.

In that instant, Qian Meihua's mind flashed back to the wish she had uttered three days earlier in that dilapidated Taoist temple.

Word for word.

In progress.

Qian Meihua stood there, stunned, her mind racing.

Tsinghua University and Peking University are both vying for students.

Her son was "specially recruited".

Isn't this exactly what she wished for?

In an instant, a tremendous surge of joy rushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, almost making her burst out laughing on the spot.

It worked!

It really works!

They didn't even accept the two million yuan check; they just gave me a spot at Tsinghua or Peking University for free!

This dilapidated Taoist temple truly lives up to its reputation—

But the ecstasy lasted for less than three seconds.

Because Qian Meihua noticed a detail.

The vice dean of Tsinghua University and the assistant dean of Peking University never once looked at her.

Their eyes were fixed on Qian Yuhang on the hospital bed.

That kind of look wasn't the look you give a student.

It's not about how you look at someone's talent.

Instead, look at one —

The specimen's gaze.

It is the kind of extremely restrained, rational, yet undisguised greed that scientists feel when they see a rare material that appears only once in a century.

The joy in Qian Meihua's heart silently faded away.

"Um—" she began, her voice dry, "what exactly is this special recruitment?"

The Tsinghua vice dean snapped out of his daze, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and took a document out of his briefcase.

"That's right, Ms. Qian."

"Given the irreplaceable and unique nature of your son's case in the field of human genetic research, we recommend that he be recruited into our institute as a talent with exceptional scientific contributions."

"This is a very high-level position. The recipients enjoy the same logistical support and benefits as academicians."

"Single-person apartments, private dining room, living allowance, and full medical coverage."

"in short-

'

The vice dean gave a gentle smile that was full of academic concern.

"We will treat him as our most precious treasure."

baby.

When the word came out of the mouth of the vice dean of Tsinghua University, Qian Meihua got goosebumps.

She didn't know why.

Every single word was exactly the same as her wish.

But she just felt that something was wrong.

"So, does he need to attend classes?"

"unnecessary."

The vice dean shook his head, his tone extremely serious.

His contribution was not academic. He didn't need to take any courses, write papers, or earn credits.

"All he needs is..."

The vice dean paused.

"Working with our research team, we regularly collect basic physiological data."

"It's very simple."

"Blood test, physical examination, gene sequencing verification, chromosome comparison scan —"

As he spoke, he pulled a form out of the folder.

The top of the document lists a long string of research project names.

"These are all non-invasive, painless, and completely harmless routine tests."

"It takes about four to six hours each day."

Four to six hours.

every day.

Qian Meihua's eyelid twitched.

The assistant dean from Peking University, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up. His tone was more pragmatic and direct than that of the Tsinghua University dean.

"Ms. Qian, to be frank, the shockwaves this gene sequence in your son has caused in the academic world far beyond your imagination."

"We have already received collaboration invitations from top laboratories in six countries."

"It is no exaggeration to say that your son is currently the most important single sample in the field of human genome research worldwide."

"Without exception."

The dean's assistant looked into Qian Meihua's eyes.

"So, whether it's Tsinghua or Peking University, "whoever can retain him is likely to produce a Nobel Prize-level research result in the next five to ten years."

"That's why both of our families are here at the same time."

"That's why we consider him priceless."

Priceless treasure.

When Qian Meihua heard those four words, the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily.

She turned to look at her son on the hospital bed.

Qian Yuhang was playing with his phone with a look of impatience on his face.

His face, neck, and arms were covered with large patches of sapphire blue.

Under the pale lights of the ward, the blue light seemed to shimmer with an eerie glow on his skin.

Like a living, breathing work of art.

It's also like a marked—experiment.

"Mom, are they finished talking?"

Qian Yuhang didn't even look up. "I'm going home to play video games."

He was unaware that two of the nation's top universities were vying for his attention.

He was unaware that his body was becoming core data in a top-tier journal article.

He didn't even know—

All of this started three days ago when his mother burned three sticks of incense in a dilapidated Taoist temple.

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