CHAPTER 1010: CHAPTER 1007: IT MUST BE FATE

The female doctor pulled out the PCR gene amplification instrument’s slot, placed the blood inside, and began testing. The first test was Yun Haoyu’s blood, and the process was very smooth, with data quickly generated.

Next was Lin Tian’s turn. As his blood was placed inside, the female doctor pressed the start button, and everyone patiently waited. Yet, at this moment, the PCR gene amplification instrument suddenly emitted crackling sounds followed by a burst of dazzling electric arcs, and a puff of white smoke emerged from the instrument.

The female doctor screamed in fright and repeatedly stepped back, accidentally falling to the ground and fainting.

"Dr. Zhao, are you okay?" A male doctor quickly ran over to help her up, shook her a few times, and shouted nervously.

Yun Haoyu and the others hurried over to check on the female doctor’s condition. Lin Tian glanced at the amplification instrument and furrowed his brows.

With the help of Doctor Liu, Dr. Zhao slowly regained consciousness. The first thing she did upon waking was to struggle to get up and inspect the PCR gene amplification instrument.

"How could this happen?" Dr. Zhao circled around the PCR gene amplification instrument, completely unable to understand the situation.

"Dr. Zhao, what happened just now?" Yun Hongxi asked calmly.

Dr. Zhao shook her head in confusion and said, "I’m not sure either. After Mr. Lin’s blood was put in, all my operations were normal, but suddenly the amplification instrument burst into arcs of electricity. It felt like I was hit by high voltage, took a few steps back, and then fainted."

"Could it have been caused by a sudden short circuit?" Yun Xiaotian hesitated and said.

"It’s possible, but only by removing the cover can we know for sure," the male doctor, Liu, said, shaking his head slightly.

Doctor Liu unplugged the power cord and used a tool to open the back cover of the amplification instrument. Once opened and after seeing the situation inside, everyone was stunned.

"Oh my, what on earth happened? It’s like it was struck by lightning!" the female doctor surnamed Zhao exclaimed in surprise, and the expressions of others were not much better. Lin Tian’s frown deepened.

Lin Tian had a hunch that the malfunction of the PCR gene amplification instrument was caused by his own blood.

His blood is zombie blood, containing immense energy, a single drop can transform a person into a zombie. Earlier, he had forced out nearly half a test tube of zombie blood. It was likely that while testing the zombie blood, the amplification instrument activated the energy in it, leading to its destruction.

"Mr. Yun, the PCR gene amplification instrument is destroyed like this, I’m afraid it’s beyond repair. Originally, after PCR program amplification, it goes into the electrophoresis instrument for gene comparison, with the data inputted into a computer for analysis to provide the test results. Now that the PCR gene amplification instrument is damaged, we can only wait for a new one to continue testing," the male doctor truthfully reported to the old man.

Yun Hongxi frowned deeply. He turned to glance at Lin Tian and suddenly sighed, "Could this be destiny? Even heaven doesn’t want me to find my grandson?"

"Sir, forgive my candor, as a doctor, I only believe in science. The destruction of the PCR gene amplification instrument can only be seen as an accident. As long as new devices are brought in, the remaining tests can be completed," the male doctor said seriously.

"Indeed, Dad, Dr. Liu is right. Arranging for a new instrument to be brought in will solve it. Besides, if there really is destiny in this world, it ought to open its eyes and let us reunite by blood, not tear us apart!" Yun Haoyu said firmly.

"Alright, make arrangements for this matter immediately, have someone bring in two new instruments right away," Mr. Yun said, regaining his senses quickly after his lament, and Yun Haoyu immediately took out his phone, stepping outside to make the arrangements.

Yun Hongxi turned to Lin Tian with some guilt and said, "Xiao Tian, I’m sorry for the scare. Since the instrument malfunctioned, we’ll have to wait a bit longer."

Lin Tian internally gave a bitter smile. It wasn’t them who scared him, rather he was the one who scared them. But he couldn’t say this, so he just nodded slightly, "No need to apologize, Sir. I have enough patience for this."

"Come here quickly, this...this is amazing," the female doctor suddenly exclaimed, drawing everyone’s attention in the living room.

Lin Tian, along with Wang Wanxi, Yun Xiaotian, and others, walked behind the female doctor to see her slowly pulling out the slot from the PCR gene amplification instrument.

The slot was plastic, entirely burned out of shape, with several places melted through, yet Lin Tian’s half tube of blood remained intact, unharmed.

The rest of the slot was burnt except for the small area around the blood placement, which stayed intact, making everyone exclaim in wonder. Was it luck or just an accident?

Yun Haoyu, returning from outside, happened to see this scene and was equally surprised. He turned to the old man and said, "Dad, see? If you believe in destiny, this is destiny!"

Yun Hongxi nodded appreciatively. The Yun family had always believed in Feng Shui, and such results were a solace to him.

But Lin Tian sighed softly in his heart. This was far from destiny—it was clearly his zombie blood causing the anomaly. Yet he couldn’t openly tell the old man this.

And more importantly, Lin Tian sensed that even if Yun Haoyu brought in many more PCR gene amplification instruments, it would be in vain. Nine out of ten would still be destroyed by the zombie blood.

The group didn’t wait long. Half an hour later, two men in suits carried two large boxes in, setting them down before leaving.

The two doctors opened the boxes, and indeed, they contained two new PCR gene amplification instruments. They removed the broken equipment and set up the new ones.

After some adjustments and calibrations, the male doctor reported to the old man, "Sir, the new amplification instrument has been calibrated and is ready for use."

"Good, then let’s begin," Yun Hongxi said decisively, without wasting words.

The male doctor pulled out the slot, carefully placed Lin Tian’s blood inside, closed the slot, and after inputting some data, he was about to press the start button.

"Wait a moment!" a voice suddenly called out. Everyone looked over to see that it was Wang Wanxi speaking.

"Wanxi, is there a problem?" Yun Haoyu asked, puzzled.

Wang Wanxi did not answer his question but walked over to the amplification instrument and spoke to the two doctors, "Step back, let me press the start button."

The two doctors did not quite understand, so they looked at the old man for his opinion. The old man did not oppose and nodded to the two doctors, agreeing to Wanxi’s request.

Lin Tian did not stop Wanxi either. With Wanxi’s Ancient Martial Artist skills, even if there were an incident, she could handle it. But if it were ordinary doctors instead, things might not be so fortunate to only be electrically stunned every time.