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Chapter 119 Professor Hong's Astonishment (Please Subscribe)

January 25th, the 1rd day of the twelfth lunar month.

In the south, the 24th of the lunar calendar is considered the "Little New Year," but it's different in Fang Ziye's family. Fang Ziye is a native Tujia person from the Tujia and Miao Autonomous Prefecture.

Not to mention that the "Little New Year" is a day earlier, even the real traditional way of celebrating the New Year is on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Therefore, at 11 a.m., while Fang Ziye was resting in the laboratory, he ordered a single takeout order and went to the deserted stairwell to call home.

"Mom, did you receive the duck necks I sent you?" Fang Ziye asked with a grin.

This was a token of appreciation, and the price wasn't high. Moreover, the duck neck industry in Wuhan is quite well-known, so Fang Ziye sent two packs back to his parents and uncle's families.

My uncle's family has a nephew named Fang Ziye who likes this kind of food. His parents said they didn't want it when they brought it back, but when they ate it, they thought it was okay. I guess they just wanted to save money.

"We don't need you to send food home! We have more chickens and ducks that we raise ourselves than we can eat!"

"It's perfect that you can come home for Chinese New Year this year, help us with something to eat," Mom said with a smile.

"Okay, I can finally go home for the Chinese New Year this year. Although I have to come back on the first day of the Lunar New Year, at least I can come back to celebrate the New Year."

"I'll eat a lot then. You and Dad are having a little New Year's Eve today, so eat well."

"I'm also planning to treat my fellow disciples to a nice meal tonight," Fang Ziye reported, sitting on a cushion on the ground.

"What do you want to eat out? Your dad and I just bought half a pound of beef, and we're also planning to kill a duck," Mom replied.

"Water duck" is a dialect term, an alternative name for the Muscovy duck, in contrast to another type of large black duck. In my hometown, black ducks are called "dried ducks".

"Let's have hot pot or grilled fish."

"So you and Dad have a whole duck, that should be enough for us, right? How's business at home lately? It must be really busy with the New Year approaching. Take care of yourself," Fang Ziye asked...

My mother said a lot, and what she emphasized to Fang Ziye several times was that they had already prepared the cured pig's feet, which had been roasted for more than a month, all over firewood, and the taste was just right.

Fang Ziye could only feel quite helpless about this.

It is certainly quite troublesome to trouble one's parents and it is a small burden on the family, but it is not too bad, and it certainly won't put the family in dire financial straits.

However, Fang Ziye still felt a little guilty.

After all, he was already twenty-six years old, soon to be twenty-seven, and only three or four years away from turning thirty. He didn't have a particularly stable income yet and still needed his family's help to some extent, so Fang Ziye's mood was also conflicted.

Of course, filial piety is not about money, and gratitude is not about material things.

Currently, whether they live with their maternal grandparents or their paternal grandparents, their parents are very upright and run their own shop. Whenever customers come in, if they are willing to chat, they will happily talk about Fang Ziye's achievements.

For people in a small town, a master's degree is not the ceiling of academic qualifications, but it is definitely a kind of honor that they can show off to others.

After hanging up the phone and calming his mind, Fang Ziye returned to the lab to wait for the takeout, which was almost ready.

Jie Han sent good news: "Senior brother, Tian Luo's article has been published, in Zone 2, with a score of 6."

"Holy crap, if a math major comes to clinical practice, won't they just be wiping out bioinformatics in a crap-like fashion?"

Jie Han sighed, expressing his shock in his voice.

Jie Han's first published SCI article was a Q3 article. Although it was a research paper, it was because someone provided the funding. Lan Tianluo, on the other hand, published a Q2 article purely on his own ability, which was really impressive.

"There's nothing we can do about it. If Tianlu doesn't want to make a living as a doctor, he can go into computer science or finance and earn a million or even several million a year."

"With such a talent for mathematics, and having also taught himself computer languages ​​and clinical medicine, what do you think?" Fang Ziye's scalp tingled slightly.

My two junior brothers are both quite troublesome.

Fang Ziye's talent in this area is simply no match for theirs.

After three years, I hadn't published a single decent SCI paper, and I almost had to graduate with a CSCD paper, which was embarrassing to admit.

Naturally, Fang Ziye could easily publish a second-tier academic paper with just one-tenth of his current achievements.

But it's unnecessary. Small articles are not very helpful to Fangziye, which targets journals with an impact factor of at least 15 or higher.

Even if it's just a co-authored work, that's still awesome.

There was no other way; Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong were bound to co-author a letter, and I would co-author a first book with Yuan Weihong.

Don't underestimate the value of being the first author on an article with an impact factor of 15 or higher. It's far more valuable than three or four articles with impact factors of 4 or 5.

As long as he produces one article, Fang Ziye's pressure to stay in the hospital is not too great, even if it's not an exaggeration to say that such an article usually comes from a sub-journal of one of the four major journals.

If Fang Ziye's team could produce even better data and get their work published in a journal with an impact factor of over 20, Fang Ziye would make a fortune.

It doesn't require a large number of articles; one article can surpass all the doctoral students in the entire department. It's no exaggeration to say that over 90% or even more of the department has never published an article in such a high-impact factor journal.

Because compared to treatises, all other articles are of little value.

"In any case, we both got lucky."

"Moreover, in order to give Tianluo more credit and let Tianluo communicate on its own, you and I co-authored this article, but Master only took second authorship! Sigh."

“I didn’t expect Tianluo to give us such a big gift so soon after he arrived. Senior brother, how should I thank him?” Jie Han asked.

"How about we beat him up?" Fang Ziye teased.

In front of Jie Han and Lan Tianluo, Fang Ziye was the elder brother and the two younger brothers; this was no joke.

“I think it’s okay,” Jie Han said, mimicking an accent from another province.

"When are you coming to the lab?" Jie Han hadn't been away from clinical work for a while, partly because he was working part-time, and partly for other reasons as well.

"Senior, don't rush. I need to put my experiment on hold for now. I recently got into a super-talented research group, and I need to produce something."

"My master said I need to put it aside for a while," Jie Han said, keeping everyone in suspense.

"Farewell!" Fang Ziye immediately cupped his hands in farewell.

This conversation just won't go on.

Those whom Jie Han calls "super experts" must be at least at a higher level than Professor Deng Yong.

At Han City University, every college has such academic superstars. Who knows which team Jie Han infiltrated?
I'm too difficult.

"No, senior brother!"

"I have something to tell you," Jie Han quickly urged.

"Speak," Fang Ziye asked.

“I heard Senior Sister Tingzhu crying. It happened the day before yesterday, outside the training room. Someone heard it,” Jie Han said.

"Oh, I know about this too. What's wrong? You just found out?" Fang Ziye naturally knew about this, as he now had quite a few junior brothers acting as his informants.

Regardless of whether they are direct junior disciples or not, there are quite a few junior disciples who are big fans and hope that Fang Ziye will carry them to success.

"I didn't just find out. I was thinking, senior brother, why don't you ask her? Aren't you and Senior Sister Tingzhu usually very close?" Jie Han still felt a bit sorry for her, his tone conflicted.

"If you ask but it's hard to say, then don't press the issue. It's likely related to family or other matters. As long as it's not something external or internal to the hospital, we shouldn't interfere too much."

“Tingzhu hasn’t been to the lab for a day or two. I heard she’s still in the practice room as usual. She should be alright, right?” Fang Ziye had only heard about it, so he didn’t feel comfortable saying anything himself.

What can we say?
I send messages, but the other party doesn't reply very often.

"Oh, never mind." Fang Ziye had just finished speaking when he noticed that Luo Tingzhu had already come out of the elevator with her backpack and snack bag, so he quickly and quietly hung up the phone.

Luo Tingzhu carried a takeout boxed lunch, walked in by scanning her fingerprint, and gave Fang Ziye a small bag of snacks, saying, "Senior, I didn't come to the lab yesterday. Did you take care of my cells? I forgot to tell you."

"Yes, I cryopreserved a batch of cells. These cell lines are ready to be processed, we can't let them go to waste." "Did you encounter any difficulties? If you have any problems, the senior and junior colleagues in our department can help you." Fang Ziye asked one more question.

Luo Tingzhu shook her head: "I wasn't feeling well yesterday, so I went back to my dorm after leaving the practice room."

Fang Ziye had a vague idea, after all, it had been almost a month since Luo Tingzhu was 'frozen' last time.

After putting down her schoolbag, Luo Tingzhu went out to eat.

Fang Ziye then went out to get the takeout. After getting the takeout, he sat down next to Luo Tingzhu. Luo Tingzhu turned her head and glanced at Fang Ziye, giving him a slightly reserved smile.

The two ate their rice quietly, without saying much.

After a while, Luo Tingzhu said, "Senior brother, the overseas lab I contacted has replied to me. I should be going abroad around May and won't be back until May next year."

"That's great! Congratulations!"

"Which laboratory is it?" Fang Ziye pressed.

"It's a relatively unknown lab in the US, just one of the options. I need to discuss it with my professor before making a decision..."

"Did you contact them yourself before?" Fang Ziye was a little curious. He hadn't reached that point yet, and he wasn't sure whether he would go abroad in the second half of next year or take half a year off the year after.

"Yes, I tried to contact them myself, but I still lacked some basic research skills, so I asked my teacher for help," Luo Tingzhu replied with a smile.

"Oh, I'll ask you for advice later, but there's no rush, let's do the experiment first." Fang Ziye pointed towards the cell culture room, meaning that he had already reserved the corresponding operating table for her.

Fang Ziye knew perfectly well what kind of experiment Luo Tingzhu was going to conduct.

Luo Tingzhu nodded and went to the cell culture room. She found that Fang Ziye had carefully prepared all the necessary instruments for blue light sterilization in the cell culture operating table.

Moreover, she had prepared all the reagents she needed for her experiment.

Luo Tingzhu checked and found that one reagent was missing, but this was not because Fang Ziye was unaware of it, but because these reagents could not be heated.

Fang Ziye, on the other hand, went to another operating room.

Cell handling rooms are mostly used for cell culture, passage, cryopreservation, and aliquoting. Cells aliquoted from the cell handling table are then taken to other experimental rooms for procedures such as Western blotting or flow cytometry counting.

Today, Fang Ziye is going to do a Western blotting (WB) kit, which consists of two groups of cells, both of which need to be processed.

Different cell lines are due to differences in the source of the cell lines purchased.

Different cell lines are different cell lines that have undergone different treatments, such as silencing, overexpression, or retransmission, and are established based on the original cell line.

Different cell groups have different intervention conditions, such as adding metformin or other interventions to the culture medium, and are called a group.

After the reaction was complete, all the cells in these cell groups were lysed, and total protein or target protein quantification was performed. This is a Western blot system for different treatment groups of cells. The operation is very complicated and there are quite a lot of steps. Fang Ziye expects to spend the whole day working on this...

Therefore, Fang Ziye, who was completely focused on his operation, had no idea how many people were standing behind him.

It wasn't that Fang Ziye didn't turn around to see who it was, but rather that there were often people standing next to him who would look at him, whether they were junior brothers or senior brothers, so Fang Ziye was already used to it.

He glanced at them casually and knew that one of them was Qian Qiaofeng's junior, currently a second-year master's student, a professional master's student. He had only recently entered the laboratory after becoming proficient in clinical practice. He just felt that the face was familiar, but Fang Ziye still couldn't remember his name.

However, around 3:42 PM, when Luo Tingzhu, having finished her own experiment, came over to help again, she subtly poked Fang Ziye's shoulder with her finger as she approached him, and then whispered, "Senior, Professor Hong is watching you from the side."

Fang Ziye is currently transferring cells to a membrane. He had been making his own gel because it was more cost-effective and cheaper than buying ready-made gels.

Therefore, no one paid attention.

Upon hearing Luo Tingzhu's reminder, Fang Ziye turned his head slightly, his expression hidden behind his mask, but his eyes flickered a few times.

Associate Professor Hong Zili had long since recovered from his initial surprise and smiled, saying, "Go on, it's been a long time since I've seen anyone conduct experiments on such a large scale as you."

"You have a lot of work to do, you don't need to worry about me."

"The time spent in the experimental procedure is just as important as the time spent by the surgeon in the operating room; you don't need to pay attention to anyone else."

Hong Zili said he hadn't seen it in a long time, not that he had never seen it before. He also gave Fang Ziye some pointers.

Fang Ziye smiled calmly; he couldn't afford to be distracted by focusing too much on Associate Professor Hong Zili.

……

After Associate Professor Hong Zili and his group left the control room, he turned around and asked, "How long has this Fang Ziye been in the lab? Has it been half a year?"

“It’s been a little over three months, maybe I’ve been to other labs before,” Qian Qiaofeng replied.

Since his senior brothers Duan and others were not present, he was Hong Zili's current senior among the students.

"Only a little over three months?" Hong Zili pondered as he led Qian Qiaofeng back to his office, leaving the other two master's students to do their own things.

Hong Zili was secretly alarmed.

Hong Zili recognized Fang Ziye's extraordinary abilities; Fang Ziye's current basic experimental skills were showing signs of surpassing his own.

Associate Professor Hong Zili has a very high level of scientific research ability, but he belongs to the first group of people who benefited from the booming development of scientific research in China.

When Associate Professor Hong Zili was in university, it was only the early 21st century. At that time, there were not many universities in China with laboratories, and even fewer people had access to basic experiments.

Therefore, as one of the first to take the plunge, Associate Professor Hong Zili was among the first to align with international standards, and as a result, he naturally received grants such as the National Natural Science Foundation of China, the National Natural Science Foundation of China, and even some major projects.

But in fact, Associate Professor Hong Zili has rarely conducted experiments himself since graduation.

And now, it has been almost eleven years since he graduated!
During this period, he had many outstanding master's and doctoral students to delegate tasks to, rather than relying on Associate Professor Hong Zili's strong experimental skills.

However, Associate Professor Hong Zili is among the most skilled in experimental procedures of his generation! It's just that later generations are becoming increasingly ambitious and have more and more opportunities, but this does not affect his status in the field, nor does it affect his ability to independently conduct any common clinical trials and basic experiments at any time.

"Qiao Feng, what do you think of Fang Ziye?" Hong Zili asked.

Qian Qiaofeng shook his head: "It's hard to say!"

"He's perfectly capable at doing things, but as a person, I can't tell. The only thing I know is that he's good at enduring!"

Qian Qiaofeng added: "Master, what I mean by being able to endure is not bearing humiliation and hardship, but being able to withstand loneliness!"

"So far, Fang Ziye's research workload is definitely no less than mine in a year and a half, but he hasn't produced any papers. He's too good at keeping quiet!"

Qian Qiaofeng blushed a little as he spoke.

Compared to Fang Ziye, I estimated that I had some data, so I thought about writing an article and publishing it. I was eager to figure out how to write the article. Who can resist the temptation of publishing an article?
After publishing an article, the first reward is a scholarship, the second is outstanding graduate student, and the third is publishing an SCI paper. Who can resist such research rewards directly from the hospital?

Anyone who gets a taste of such success will become addicted and crave data to write articles and publish them as soon as possible.

But Fang Ziye seems to be different.

"He's someone who's good at big things. Professor Deng Yong's group has him, Xiao Dong, Yuan Weihong, and Luo Tingzhu, so it's not like our team is at a huge disadvantage!"

"Although Xiao Dong is about to graduate, Xiao Fang and Luo Tingzhu are young and will definitely be able to do a lot of things in the team in the future."

"You should provide more assistance in the future."

"A single thread cannot make a line, and a lone tree cannot make a forest. Within the hospital, our team may be considered outstanding, but outside of Zhongnan Hospital?"

“We represent the same people as Professor Deng Yong!” Associate Professor Hong Zili exclaimed.

This is his third year applying for the Outstanding Young Persons Award, but...?

It's not that the universities behind them aren't capable; rather, the medical teams from other universities are exceptionally strong.

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