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Chapter 128 Timely Rain (Please Subscribe)
After leaving the animal laboratory, Yuan Weihong happily went to the laboratory at Zhongnan Hospital.

Before arriving at the lab, Yuan Weihong called Professor Deng Yong in advance, and the two arranged to meet in the director's office in the lab.

When Yuan Weihong arrived, Deng Yongren had not yet arrived, but Yuan Weihong had already gone inside to prepare for the procedures such as boiling water and making tea.

Around 12:30, Professor Deng Yong arrived at his office in a slightly hurried manner, and took off his coat after pushing open the door.

"Yuan Weihong, is it really urgent that you need to see me? I hope it's not something trivial." Professor Deng Yong said as he walked forward, closing and locking the door behind him.

After Professor Deng Yong stepped down from his position as the administrative director of the Department of Trauma Surgery, he seemed to be in high spirits. He only needed to make rounds twice a week, the day before the surgery, and then hold one outpatient clinic. The rest of the time, he could leisurely travel around.

On the surface, that's how it seems, but in reality, Professor Deng Yong made a lot of trips, and in some places, he didn't even tell Yuan Weihong about them, in order to avoid putting any pressure on Yuan Weihong.

"Teacher Deng, I'm calling you urgently because there are a few things I need to discuss with you..." Yuan Weihong had just finished brewing the tea, took the tea leaves out of the net, put the lid back on, and pushed a cup over to Deng Yong.

Deng Yong lit a Yellow Crane Tower cigarette with a crackling sound, pushed the pack towards Yuan Weihong, took a puff, and sat down in his seat: "Weihong, just say what you need to say."

"If you're worried about not having a place to conduct experiments if this lab changes hands, that's okay. I'll talk to the other party, and you'll definitely be able to stay."

There are no fewer than two hundred professors at Zhongnan Hospital, and each of them wants to have their own laboratory to facilitate experiments and scientific research.

However, conditions are ultimately limited. Basically, at the beginning of each year, both veteran and newly promoted professors will put pressure on the hospital's research department, hoping that the hospital can arrange a place for their group, even a small laboratory, as soon as possible.

But there are only thirty or forty laboratories in the entire hospital, which is definitely far more than the available space.

Yuan Weihong's hand, which was about to take out a cigarette, froze, and he said with a grin, "Teacher Deng, if you put it that way, I won't dare to smoke this cigarette."

"Actually, what I wanted to tell you, Professor Deng, was that I hoped you could make another trip to the research department and ask for some more money," Yuan Weihong said bluntly.

Deng Yong may seem to have been the head of the clinical group before, and now he is also the head of the laboratory, but in fact, Professor Deng Yong is under a lot of pressure.

Professor Deng Yong has never shown any of this pressure.

As the head of the clinical trauma surgery department, the primary task is to build a national key specialty and a national key discipline in orthopedics. However, establishing a national key specialty and discipline is extremely difficult. It requires not only a good teaching environment and supporting conditions, but also a large team within the department with a wealth of talent.

Secondly, Professor Deng Yong, one of the four leading orthopedic surgeons in Wuhan, must compete for a high enough position in the Orthopedics Branch of the Hubei Provincial Medical Association in order to promote the better development of orthopedics and build a standard that belongs to Zhongnan Hospital.

But these were all things that Professor Deng Yong had to consider before.

Now that Professor Deng Yong has stepped down from his position as director, all he needs to consider is first increasing his own standing, and then considering the bigger picture.

If you are successful, you will help the world, and if you are poor, you will be alone.

Naturally, after Professor Deng Yong stepped down from his position as director, his laboratory was coveted by others. They didn't care why Professor Deng Yong had stepped down from his position; they would compete for any available resources for their own disciplines or departments.

Everyone needs to develop, and resources are the primary driving force. They won't name names, but if the experimental team's output is indeed limited over several years, then the laboratory may be taken back by the research department and used for other purposes.

The main problem is the lack of resources; it's impossible for every full professor or even associate professor to have their own dedicated laboratory.

The conversation between Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong did not need to be straightforward.

"Don't you still have money there? The money you asked the research department for last time hasn't even arrived yet, and it's already been used up in advance?" Deng Yong asked, but his tone wasn't unhappy, but rather surprised.

After all, even though Professor Deng Yong stood at the very top of the laboratory, he knew that his "beloved student" was not only efficient in spending money, but also used it with high quality.

High efficiency means high usage, and high-quality spending means that money can be used for multiple purposes.

"That's right, Teacher Deng."

“He split my 300,000 yuan into many parts, and now there’s almost nothing left.”

"Naturally, the benefits are also quite significant. Currently, the workload accumulated by just one person in the sub-business is no less than 50, and it can still be accumulated." Yuan Weihong raised the figure slightly, but it doesn't matter, there are animal experiments that have begun, and it will soon be able to break through to fifty or even sixty.

Deng Yong almost dropped the teacup he was holding.

The scalding hot tea splashed onto his index finger and thumb, but he only shook it off before quickly standing up and going to the sink to rinse them.

"What did you say? Ziye has accumulated fifty workloads in just over three months?"

"Don't you dare try to fool me!" Professor Deng Yong was always refined, but refinement was only his usual appearance; it didn't mean that he wouldn't swear when his guard was down.

Deng Yong's lack of skill in conducting experiments does not mean that he is ignorant of how to conduct experiments or the efficiency of experiments.

In Deng Yong's time, it was only due to limitations, not because Deng Yong's intelligence and aptitude had reached their peak, that he was unable to conduct basic experiments. It was simply that after he matured, he no longer needed to personally go to the front lines to perform small operations such as cell culture.

On the contrary, Professor Deng Yong also rose to prominence. Although he did not get the absolute first-mover advantage like Professor Hong Zili, Deng Yong was very capable in terms of research direction and even in grant applications.

The fact that he has his own laboratory, and that even Associate Professor Hong Zili can only be subordinate to him for the time being, means that even a team as awesome as Hong Zili's cannot bring a crushing defeat to Professor Deng Yong. It just means that his team is not as good as Professor Deng Yong's team, and their output is not as high.

Therefore, Deng Yong knew that even for Associate Professor Hong Zili, a person who could handle three workloads a month was considered very outstanding. For example, his doctoral student, Dong Wenqiang, was roughly at that level.

An exceptionally talented person can accomplish a workload in a week; for example, several people in Associate Professor Hong Zili's group are like that.

So, if you calculate it this way, there are more than fifty weeks in a year, which means there are more than fifty workloads. That's the product of time and talent.

Fang Ziye, on the other hand, worked all by himself and accumulated forty or fifty jobs in four months. Is this a joke?

"Teacher Deng, how could I possibly make such a joke?"

“When I visited your home before, I didn’t mention it to you because I respected your choice and didn’t want to put pressure on anyone other than Professor Xie and me. After all, they are still young and don’t need to consider such a high level. They just need to do their own thing.”

"But now that we have accumulated so much work in our sub-sectors, we must make good use of these resources and showcase our strengths in scientific research."

“We not only need to keep the laboratory, but we also need to get the research department to allocate some of the research funds from other departments…” Yuan Weihong said without any politeness or remorse.

That's just how it is.

The amount of research funding available to hospitals each year is limited, as is the amount available to universities. The majority of the funding is used for overseas talent programs and the recruitment of exceptionally talented individuals, but a small portion is still allocated to other institutions.

The strong take more, the mediocre take less, and the weak take nothing.

"You didn't tell Fang Ziye about what happened in the lab? And you didn't tell him about what happened to me outside either?"

“Ziye is not only my student, but also yours. You should know that his greatest potential lies in the period when he is free to develop without pressure.” Professor Deng Yong calmed down, still rinsing his hands.

He held a cigarette between his left and right hands, took a puff, and spoke in a thoughtful and formal tone.

Professor Deng Yong has not only started paying attention to Fang Ziye's growth cycle now. After all, he has been with him for so long. Even if we don't care about the monk, we should still care about the Buddha. With Yuan Weihong as a capable assistant and student, Professor Deng Yong could not possibly turn a blind eye.

Fang Ziye, on the other hand, didn't really have any outstanding features.

Professor Deng Yong didn't pay much attention to Fang Ziye, but after Fang Ziye showed some promise, Professor Deng Yong, without much personal bias, made various promises and provided assistance to him.

Naturally, all Deng Yong can do at the moment is to ensure that Fang Ziye can go abroad, graduate early, and provide him with some research funding in advance.

It's earlier, not after Fang Ziye officially enrolls.

This is all that Deng Yong can currently control. When Fang Ziye re-enrolls, there will naturally be other resources allocated to him, but he hasn't received them yet, so he can't just make empty promises.

Even those who govern others should avoid making empty promises, let alone those who are master and disciple.
"Teacher Deng, how could I possibly say that?"

"No one in the group knew about this, not even Qin Geluo."

“I just think that since Ziye has enough workload, we can use it to do some things without notifying Ziye.” “Professor Deng, as you know, with so much workload here, and a shortfall that could bring the workload to nearly a hundred, we have the confidence to ask the research department for money.”

"Then why don't we use it? The money we get is for the students to use themselves." Yuan Weihong said helplessly.

He's not currently an associate professor, and his research experience isn't yet at the level where he can make decisions beyond his authority; otherwise, he would have gone to the research department and slammed his fist on the table himself.

Deng Yong breathed a slight sigh of relief upon hearing this.

He chuckled and sighed, "I think Xiao Fang should change his surname to Song; he'd be a lifesaver."

Yuan Weihong, however, dared not take too much credit from Fang Ziye: "Professor Deng, I know you will definitely be able to protect the laboratory, after all, Professor Hong has a very good relationship with our team."

The wood show will be destroyed by the forest wind.

But after Professor Deng Yong extinguished the cigarette butt with water and threw it in the trash can, and felt that his hand was no longer so hot, he turned off the tap and moved closer to Yuan Weihong: "So what do you think is the reason why Professor Hong's relationship with us has improved?"

"Is it because our team is strong enough to negotiate with Hong Zili, or because you and Xie Jinyuan can stand shoulder to shoulder with him?"

Yuan Weihong remained silent.

Deng Yong didn't want to discourage Yuan Weihong so much, so he explained, "Actually, that factor also exists, but the more important factor is that Hong Zili has taken a liking to Ziye."

Yuan Weihong's eyes flashed slightly, filled with remorse.

As a teacher, the person who truly recognized Fang Ziye's real abilities at the first moment was not him, but another associate professor in the laboratory.

Yuan Weihong felt he had failed in his duty, but there was nothing he could do. He wanted to be promoted to associate professor, and he had enough published articles, but he needed to gain teaching experience and grassroots experience in rural areas.

Deng Yong then added, “Outsiders are unreliable. Whether it’s students from outside or partners from outside, they are not as useful or as well-trained as our own people.”

"This can be attributed to several special programs during the doctoral entrance examination period, which all slipped through the cracks, or to other aspects."

"If it weren't for my own savings and my mentor's help, Hong Zili would probably have moved his whole family before the new year. Do you really want to say how deep Hong Zili's feelings for us are?"

"It's something you can't rely on at all; it's more about cooperation and mutual benefit."

“Our research group still doesn’t have enough funding, so I have to secure funding for that major experimental project. Only then will we have enough money to share with them.”

“One is Dong Wenqiang, one is Yan Zhiming, and one is Sun Shaoqing.”

"Especially Ziye and Luo Tingzhu, their qualifications are special talents that can help us secure a national key laboratory. Therefore, we will try every means to get what others can offer."

"It can only be more, not less."

Yuan Weihong looked at Deng Yong and blinked.

Then I asked, "Teacher Deng, how much workload is left in the group?"

"The total amount accumulated by Ziye alone is probably less than what he has accumulated. First, it is not stable, and second, resources are still relatively limited."

"The third point is that wealthy people may not be able to spend their money right now, but there's nothing we can do to pressure them. After all, they've already done their best."

Deng Yong's face was full of satisfaction, as if he was very pleased with his students.

Do what you are capable of.

Just like Li Yuanpei, who was in the same year as Fang Ziye, if you insist on comparing him to Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu, then he shouldn't even graduate. He should just go to Zhongshan and work for other teams for a few years, and then be thrown out by them.
That's not how the master-disciple relationship works.

Yuan Weihong then asked, "Professor Deng, is there any hope for the clinical research project we're going to undertake later?"

……

After Yuan Weihong finished talking with Professor Deng Yong, he came out of the office and saw Luo Tingzhu sitting in his seat.

Yuan Weihong spotted the familiar chat window she had opened from afar.

It wasn't that Yuan Weihong was familiar with Luo Tingzhu's chat page, but rather that he was very familiar with the profile picture of the person she wanted to chat with.

"What a disaster!" Yuan Weihong muttered to himself before hurrying out the door.

Once downstairs, Yuan Weihong made a phone call: "Ziye, are you done with the experiment?"

"I've finished my mentorship and I'm on my way back to the lab. There's a group meeting with Associate Professor Hong Zili's group tonight, and Professor Hong invited me to attend." Fang Ziye assumed that Yuan Weihong wanted to see him about something.

But it seems unlikely that it will be in time. Yuan Weihong didn't give any prior notice, and now it's even difficult for him to ask for leave.

"Professor Hong invited you to the group meeting? That's fine, you can go and learn first, starting next month. No, after you come back from the prefecture-level city hospital, our group will also be holding regular research group meetings." Hearing his student's hurried tone, Yuan Weihong found it difficult to give him any further hints.

He's already tired enough, so let's not add to his stress. Everyone has their own plans and ideas for their own path.

Yuan Weihong asked Fang Ziye about his thoughts on relationships. Fang Ziye simply said that he should try to move forward first, since his family's financial situation was limited. If he couldn't even get the substantial funding for talent recruitment to stay in the hospital...

What kind of bullshit feelings are you talking about? Do you really expect someone to rent a house with you for ten years?

I can't accept my fate!
If he has the ability, Fang Ziye should also look at his own preparations and preparations while also considering other matters.

"Take some rest. You're already very good," Yuan Weihong encouraged him.

"Thank you for the compliment, Master."

"I plan to hold a small group meeting tonight with Tianluo and Jiehan."

"Hey, by the way, Master, the entrance exam for Tianluo's master's program should be fine, right?" Fang Ziye asked with concern.

Lan Tianluo himself didn't care much about this matter.

"Don't even mention it. Even the university's graduate school called our hospital's graduate admissions director to warn them not to let anyone get hurt in the process."

“If there aren’t enough spots within the college, you can notify the university and they’ll help you find a solution. Don’t let them reject you.” Yuan Weihong’s tone was a little unnatural.

Fang Ziye remained silent.

"He really is a bit willful."

Fang Ziye was ranked last in the comprehensive interview. On the way to the interview, he was always on tenterhooks, afraid that he would fail and have to go through the transfer process.

……

After leaving the laboratory, Professor Deng Yong didn't linger. Taking advantage of the free time he had today, which was not a surgery day, he went straight to the research department.

Moreover, after arriving at the research department, Professor Deng Yong walked with an air of superiority.

With the swift strides of a dragon and the powerful strides of a tiger, he quickly knocked on the door of the research department director's office with the funding application and approval form in hand.

"Please come in!" came a voice from inside.

After Deng Yong pushed open the door, he smiled and said, "Director Xiao, we meet again."

Deng Yong was subservient to his own people, but when it came to external threats, he had to strike hard.

(End of this chapter)