Peng Ling smiled and said, "look at your young strength."


    "I''m happy from the bottom of my heart!"


    "You people are much better than us at that time."


    "Whether it''s ideas, clinical abilities, or scientific research skills, they are too much better than us!"


    Chen Cang hurriedly said, "it is the foundation laid by academician Peng and your elders."


    Peng Ling shook her head, deliberately put on a straight face, smiled with leaking teeth and said, "even if you let Wang Zhongcheng live another 100 years, he doesn''t have such promise as you, I said."


    "I''m not afraid of him coming to me."


    "Strength is strength!"


    "I''m satisfied that you can come to see me!"


    "I tell you, if I live one more day now, I will earn money. Now you are the courage that supports me to live!"


    "I lay in bed, thinking, thinking, what new achievements will you have tomorrow?"


    "I''m happy to think of this."


    "I want to see more and listen more. When I go down in the future, I can also boast to Wang Zhongcheng''s group of people and tell them how good and excellent our children are now!"


    "Parkinson, we Chinese have conquered!"


    With that, old Mr. Peng Ling suddenly began to cough.


    The cough is getting louder and louder, and the breathing gap is hissing. The whole person seems to have a painful feeling of struggling on the edge of life and death!


    To tell the truth, it''s not Chen Cang''s eyes. Looking at the wedding coming, to tell the truth, I''m also very nervous.