Either concentrate, or replicate!
If it's a fake—
His eyes deepened slightly, and he held Xiaoliao's and Xiaoqi's small hands firmly in his own.
...
Early the next morning, just past six, the phone rang.
Qin Huan was feeding the child, and seeing that it was Ye Ming, she was about to answer, but Huo Jinnan was already awake.
He took the phone from Qin Huan's hand, stood up, went to the balcony, and tensed up, "Mr. Ye."
Ye Ming said, "Shen You's virus is cleared."
Huo Jinnan felt much relieved, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled a smoke ring slowly. Suddenly, the fingers holding the cigarette moved slightly, a bit rigid.
Ye Ming said, "Not all antibodies are proteins. This one isn't, and it cannot be directly used after being extracted."
Huo Jinnan asked in a low voice, "Can it be replicated?"
Ye Ming, "It takes time. I'll come to Hong Kong. Regarding this, Ye Bai is more talented than I am."
