When Li Zhuojia entered the laboratory, a man with messy and unkempt hair, an unshaven face, and deep sunken eyes was hunched over a desk.
This person did not have any semblance to the gentle and sunny man of the past. If the white lab coat was stripped from him, he would look like a street beggar.
"Yunmo! I have good news! I have good news!"
"I told you not to disturb me whilst I'm doing experiments!"
In the past two years, Jian Yunmo had become quite cranky. He did not allow people to touch his possessions nor disturb him whilst he was doing experiments.
This was his sister's unfinished work.
Even if his sister was no longer here, he wanted to finish it.
"Yunmo, your sister! My Dean! She's still alive!" Li Zhuojia cried out in an excited voice.
Upon hearing this, Jian Yunmo stared at Li Zhuojia in a daze. He was unable to react.
"What did you say? Who is still alive?"