My abstract plant was exposed by my sister.

Xiao Kui shoved her phone right in front of the rose bush, the lens almost touching the petals: "Family, did you see that? This rose bush looked like it was about to die yesterday, but my brother saved it today, and it even has a smiling face!"

"The guy with facial paralysis is truly the Hua Tuo of the plant world."

Rose: Thank you for saving me, I'll give you a smile.

"I could laugh for a year at the expressions on my parents' faces."

Xu Huiru leaned closer to look at the "smiling face." The toothbrush was taken out of the mouth, and toothpaste foam was still hanging on the corner of the mouth.

She reached out and touched the petals, her fingers gently brushing against them. The petals trembled slightly, and the stamens quivered as if in response.

"Muyang, this... was it also caused by your medicine?" Xu Huiru's voice was much softer than usual.

"Hmm. Low concentration, only promotes growth." Lin Muyang stood by the flower bed, his hands in his pockets, looking down at the flower.

She was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned and went into the house. Her slippers made a "pat-pat" sound on the cement floor.

When she came out, she was carrying a pot of green ivy with all the leaves turned yellow and was half dead. Its vines were drooping and there was a lot of soil stuck to the edge of the pot.

"Can this be saved too?" Xu Huiru placed the pothos plant on the ground and looked at him with hopeful eyes.

Lin Muyang took the pothos plant, pinching the leaves between his fingers. The outer leaves were dry and brittle, crumbling at the slightest touch. He first thoroughly watered the dry soil, then carefully dripped a few drops of nutrient solution: "That's enough. Let's check on it again tomorrow."

Lin Zhenbang, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan, suddenly asked, "Muyang, could you save that loquat tree in the yard? It didn't bear fruit last year."

His palm-leaf fan pointed to the corner of the courtyard, where the loquat tree stood alone by the wall. Its trunk was riddled with insect holes, its branches were sparse, and a few leaves hung from the branches, looking as if it was about to die.

Lin Muyang checked carefully: "He's not dead yet, we can give it a try."

Lin Muyang walked to the loquat tree, turned over the soil, dug out the thickest branch and exposed it, then poured the remaining few drops of soil onto the roots and filled the soil back in.

"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, we should have results next year."

Lin Zhenbang nodded, slowing his fanning. He looked at the loquat tree, his eyes narrowing as if gazing into the distance.

Aunt Wang peeked out from over the wall again; her hair was even more disheveled than yesterday, as if she had just woken up. She saw the smiling face on the rose bush and exclaimed in surprise:

"Oh my! This flower has come to life! How can it even laugh?"

"Aunt Wang, this grew naturally from the plant," Xiao Kui explained, turning the phone towards Aunt Wang.

"I don't believe it! Your brother must have used magic!"

Aunt Wang's eyes widened like saucers, her eyelids bulging open: "Mu Yang, can you use some magic on my clivia too? It's been dead for a month."

Her tone was as if she were making a wish to a deity.

Lin Muyang said expressionlessly, "They're dead, they can't be brought back to life."

How will you know if you don't try?

"A dead plant is dead. It has no cell activity, and no medicine will work." Lin Muyang's tone was flat.

Aunt Wang was silent for a moment, her lips pursed and then relaxed. Then she said something that made everyone burst out laughing: "Could you replace my clivia with this rose? I feel better looking at this smiling face."

After staying at home for two days, Lin Muyang prepared to return to school.

The laboratory has been initially completed, and the experimental equipment that I asked the principal to help me purchase has also been installed.

Once we get back, we can start the experiment immediately.

He was holding the middle finger guy in his arms, while the big orange cat crawled into the cat carrier by itself, more eager than anyone else, using all four paws to dig in.

Xu Huiru stood at the door, carrying two large bags of things, all of which were his and Xiao Kui's favorite foods.

As she handed the things to him and Xiao Kui, she kept reminding them, "Don't just focus on doing experiments at school. Remember to eat on time and be careful while doing experiments."

Lin Zhenbang stood behind, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan, and suddenly said, "Muyang, next time you come back, bring a smiling plant. Your mother likes that smiling face."

Lin Muyang glanced at the roses in the yard. The roses' smiling faces were particularly radiant in the sunlight; the dew on the petals had dried, but their colors were even more vibrant.

"it is good."

After taking their things and saying goodbye to the two, they went straight back to the lab.

Lin Muyang stood at the laboratory door, the key in the lock, turned it, but the door wasn't locked.

His hand paused, the key stopped halfway in the lock, and the metal made a soft "click" sound as it rubbed against the lock cylinder.

Lin Muyang was startled. He had clearly locked the door before leaving and even tugged on it twice to make sure it was locked. Could it be that a thief had broken in?

He slowly pushed open the door, revealing a chaotic scene inside the laboratory.

Screaming Sister's flowerpot was upside down on the ground, soil was spilled all over the ground, and soil particles rolled everywhere.

The leaves of the screaming lady clung listlessly to the tiles, their edges curled up. Occasionally, she would let out a faint "Ah..." sound, short and hoarse, as if she were calling for help but couldn't make a sound.

The vines of the exploding tomato stretched out from the flowerpot, wrapping around the table leg like green snakes, and even tying a knot on the side of the table leg.

A few withered leaves and a puddle of water were scattered on the ground.

The most outrageous thing was that a gray rat was squatting on the operating table. It was not big, a size smaller than an ordinary rat, with grayish-yellow fur and whiskers that kept trembling.

At this moment, it was holding a piece of paper in its two front paws and was munching on it.

That was the thesis writing plan given by Fang Jingshan.

The mouse was munching very intently, its little mouth opening and closing as fast as a paper shredder.

Scraps of paper fell from the corner of his mouth and landed on the table.

It first gnawed at the bottom right corner, creating a notch the size of a fingernail. Then it turned around and gnawed again, turning the notch into a round hole, which just gnawed away half of the character "第" in "第15日".

Lin Muyang stood at the door, motionless.

His right hand was still gripping the doorknob, while his left arm was holding the middle finger guy. The middle finger guy had already raised his middle finger towards the mouse, but the mouse didn't even look at him.

Seeing that she wasn't moving, Xiao Kui curiously approached and looked into the laboratory. Seeing the chaotic scene, she was immediately shocked, her eyes widening in disbelief: "Brother, this is... a thief broke in?"

The orange tabby cat poked its head out of its carrier. It used its nose to pry open a crack, first its nose, then its whiskers, and then its whole head popped out.

Its ears snapped forward, its whiskers stood taut, and its pupils dilated instantly: "Prey spotted."

"Whoosh—"

The big orange cat was launched out of the cat carrier like a burst of orange cannonballs.

The cat carrier wobbled twice at my feet and almost tipped over.

The orange cat's four paws landed almost simultaneously, making a dull thud on the tiles.

It leaped onto the control panel, moving as fast as lightning, but the mouse seemed to be a little faster.

The mouse looked up and stared at the orange cat for half a second.

In that instant, both animals froze. The mouse was still holding the paper in its front paws, while the orange cat's front paws were suspended in mid-air.

Then the mouse dropped the paper it was holding in its front paws and ran away.

The orange cat missed its target, its paw slapping the spot where the mouse had been crouching with a dull thud. The piece of paper was sent flying, floating into the air before slowly falling back down.

The mouse squeezed into the gap under the control panel. The gap was less than two centimeters wide, and Big Orange's head couldn't fit through it at all.

It stuck its head in to try, got stuck, and quickly pulled it back.