Du Heng laughed. "With your current skill level, you should be able to handle stroke treatment, right? You can totally do it on your own; there's no need to get involved in this matter."
As Du Heng spoke, he shifted his butt to lie more comfortably. "You don't know," he said, "for some reason, this Project has suddenly become incredibly popular, so tempting that everyone wants a bite. It's strange."
Wu Buwei was completely unmoved by Du Heng's sudden humblebragging, still looking half-dead. "Enough, my senior brother," he said. "Are they really interested in this Project? They're interested in *you*. The Disease is just sitting there, and anyone can apply for the Project. But why hasn't anyone tackled it in all these years? Isn't it because they couldn't handle it? Now that they see you can, who wouldn't want a piece of the pie?"
