Hope for Bruce Banner

Zhao Hailun and Bruce Banner were actually quite close. During her research into the Regeneration Cradle, Zhao Hailun had even consulted Bruce Banner on many academic questions.

After all, across the entire field of organic biology, Bruce Banner was one of the foremost experts.

Of course, Bruce Banner held a total of eight doctorates. He was not only an expert in organic biology, but also in each of the other seven fields.

How could the word "awesome" possibly do him justice?

Zhao Hailun was extremely proud, a common flaw among top genius scientists. She did not think much of even Tony Stark, yet she sincerely admired Bruce Banner from the bottom of her heart.

In Zhao Hailun's view, Bruce Banner was far more impressive than Tony Stark.

Even more rare was that Bruce Banner was humble, courteous, and exceptionally well-mannered—the very image of the perfect scientist in Zhao Hailun's mind.

Yet for some reason, Bruce Banner had suddenly vanished seven months ago.

He no longer attended any events within their circles, no longer contacted anyone. Zhao Hailun had asked around and learned that Bruce Banner had not even gone to work!

Zhao Hailun had also asked Bruce Banner's fiancée, Betty Ross, about him, but even Betty had no idea where Bruce Banner had gone.

That worried Zhao Hailun greatly.

Of course, it was purely the sort of concern one friend had for another.

During that time, Zhao Hailun had tried contacting Bruce Banner as well, but she had never managed to reach him.

However, three months ago, Bruce Banner had contacted Zhao Hailun through several anonymous emails, asking her about nanobiological methods of repairing genes.

He had also asked whether the improved Regeneration Cradle could achieve repairs on the genetic level.

Though she still could not fully understand the situation, how could Zhao Hailun not realize that Bruce Banner must be ill?

And it was the kind of extremely rare illness involving one's genes.

In the past, Zhao Hailun truly would have been helpless. The Regeneration Cradle was still only a prototype, capable of acting only at the cellular level.

The genetic level had been completely impossible.

She had been utterly unable to help Bruce Banner.

But now...

Things were completely different!

"Beep..."

"Beep..."

Listening to the busy signal in the receiver, Zhao Hailun could not help praying over and over in her heart.

Bruce, answer the phone!

Please answer it!

This time, I might be able to help you!

"Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later..."

But just as before, she could not get through at all.

Zhao Hailun shook her head helplessly. She could only put away her phone, turn on her computer, and send Bruce Banner an email.

"Bruce, I've gained a new capability. It's difficult to explain in detail, but I can now solve certain problems beyond the scope of conventional medicine."

"If it's convenient for you, contact me!"

Yue Kingdom.

Inside a filthy, cramped rental room, Bruce Banner rapidly hammered away at the keyboard with both hands.

His computer screen flashed with extremely profound and obscure academic papers, and they were in German to boot. Only a top student like Bruce Banner could make sense of them.

Then suddenly,

An email notification came in.

Bruce Banner had never received Zhao Hailun's phone calls.

That was because he had stopped using that number long ago and had thrown away the phone along with it!

His father-in-law had been pursuing him far too relentlessly, after all.

Bruce Banner had already abandoned his old identity. At this point, anyone who could still send him an email had to be someone he had secretly kept in touch with before.

So Bruce Banner did not hesitate. He immediately opened the email, and his spirits suddenly lifted.

Dr. Zhao had made a breakthrough!

Bruce Banner knew Zhao Hailun. She was not the kind of flashy, empty scholar who only talked big. She was a practical genius with genuine ability.

Since she had said so, it meant she was fairly confident!

Bruce Banner was immediately tempted.

But he did not dare reply casually, because he knew that even the tiniest trace could be found by his father-in-law.

He needed to meet Zhao Hailun, but not now!

"Bruce, please!"

After sending the email, Zhao Hailun sat expectantly before her computer, hoping for a reply.

However, five minutes passed, then ten minutes. The computer screen remained silent, without the slightest response.

Zhao Hailun could only shake her head and get up to leave.

Hopefully, this would not turn out like all those previous times, with her messages vanishing without a trace and never receiving a reply?

"I'm sorry, sir, but Dr. Zhao is unavailable right now. You cannot go in."

"Sir, you are trespassing on private property. That is illegal!"

"Sir, if you continue behaving this way, I'll call security!"

Just then, a commotion broke out in the lobby. Her young assistant was desperately trying to stop a bespectacled, refined-looking man.

"I'm sorry, truly sorry, but I really have an extremely urgent matter."

"I deeply apologize for the inconvenience, but if there were any other way, I would not have come to disturb you so presumptuously."

The man seemed very polite as well. He was not some thug, criminal, or troublemaking patient like Zhao Hailun had instinctively imagined.

He looked like an educated man.

Perhaps he truly did have something urgent.

"Jennifer, it's fine. Leave this to me."

Zhao Hailun walked out, dismissed her assistant, and approached the refined man.

"Dr. Zhao, I'm sorry to appear before you in such a manner, but my employer truly has an extremely urgent matter that requires your help."

"Please forgive the disturbance!"

The refined man repeatedly apologized to Zhao Hailun with great humility.

Employer?

Only then did Zhao Hailun notice that another man stood by the entrance—a bald man with an extraordinarily massive build, like some kind of giant.

Zhao Hailun could not help freezing for a moment. She had never seen anyone with such an enormous physique.

She even had the strange illusion that he might crush her building beneath his feet.

"Dr. Zhao, I'm Wilson Fisk. I apologize for coming to disturb you so abruptly, but I truly have no choice."

Kingpin spoke with equal courtesy, a stark contrast to his thug-like appearance. "I am deeply sorry for offending you!"

"Mr. Fisk, please come in and talk."

Zhao Hailun could see that Kingpin truly was in a hurry. Without wasting any more time, she invited the two men into the reception room.

"Dr. Zhao, please forgive my rudeness, but the situation is urgent, and I have no choice but to skip the greetings and pleasantries. My fiancée is ill—critically ill—and I need your help!"

"I did some research and found that, over the past half month, Dr. Zhao, you have created quite a few miracles. I believe that if anyone can save her, it can only be you."

Kingpin said anxiously to Zhao Hailun.

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