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Chapter 596 The Research Team Comes to Our Door! (Please Subscribe)

It has been almost half a month since Fang Ziye started live streaming!
Ten days have passed since Fang Ziye received his first letter.

During this period, many professors at the sanatorium and Director Song of the logistics department received calls from various parties, all asking about Fang Ziye.

After inquiries from various sources all pointed to Fang Ziye, Dean Chen Song naturally couldn't ignore it, so he had a private talk with Fang Ziye.

At that time, Chen Song asked Fang Ziye what he wanted to do.

"Academic exchange!"

Fang Ziye's reply to Chen Song was formal: "If you make a mistake, stand at attention when you're beaten, and listen to the scolding."

"But this isn't the way to spar, is it?" Chen Song didn't try to dissuade Fang Ziye.

"Dean Chen, if the other party's research topic doesn't have any logical flaws, I won't find an opportunity to discuss it with others!"

"If the sanatorium isn't suitable for sparring, I'll go back to Central South University for sparring. If neither Central South University Hospital nor Hubei Province can provide opportunities for sparring, I'll switch careers and go abroad to spar!"

Fang Ziye recalled this scene and didn't take Cheng Xiaofeng's visit seriously at all.

To be honest, Fang Ziye is very busy right now, and this is just one of his ways to pass the time during his busy schedule.

……

Animal testing laboratory.

"Ziye, over here!" Nie Mingxian was communicating with someone online on his computer at the time, and he greeted Fang Ziye during the conversation.

The other party was a professor from the Department of Vascular Surgery at West China Hospital. The person Fang Ziye was communicating with at the moment was a patient with multiple hemangiomas whom Fang Ziye had "visited" at a sanatorium in Sichuan Province before the Lunar New Year.

In March of this year, this patient finally made up his mind to take one last chance and transferred from the sanatorium to West China Hospital.

However, Professor Du from the Department of Vascular Surgery at West China Hospital was also clueless about the patient's treatment. But when Professor Du was questioning the patient about his past medical history, he mentioned that Professor Fang Ziye had made a special trip to see him remotely.

After a few back and forth, Professor Du from the Department of Vascular Surgery at West China Hospital actually got in touch with Fang Ziye.

“Brother Xian, you can actually just contact Professor Du directly for this case. If he hadn’t been in that unreliable sanatorium before the New Year, I probably would have performed the surgery back then.”

"Now that we have the concept of circulatory interruption with a miniature circulatory device, I think Brother Nie and your friends could easily solve this problem by performing surgery with their feet!" Fang Ziye said with a smile.

To do something well, you must first have the right tools!

If Fang Ziye went to Sichuan Province before the Lunar New Year with a risky, gamble-like mentality to consult and perform surgery, then Fang Ziye's attitude towards this patient has completely changed now.

The concept of breaking down a large problem into smaller parts can be applied not only to infection, but is a fundamental concept.

In principle, any disease affecting the limbs can be treated by breaking it down into smaller parts.

This is the significance of scientific research; this is the manifestation of improved theoretical thinking.

"Ziye, isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?!"

"However, this is indeed a sub-project that I plan to undertake, and it is unique to me."

Nie Mingxian asked, "Ziye, you don't mind if I don't use your name, do you?"

"You are one of the key members of the team that improved the miniature circulatory system, and you also work on vascular surgery cases. Do you think I mind?"

"Brother Nie, if I still have this label in your mind, it proves that my performance is not outstanding enough!"

“If there are any difficulties, we can discuss them together,” Fang Ziye replied.

Nie Mingxian couldn't stay idle, so even while working on the project of combining the microcirculation device with chemotherapy, he still had to spare some time to do something else.

To imitate a cat and draw a tiger!

Seeing that he was envious of the extra research projects he was undertaking, Fang Ziye didn't say much, since Nie Mingxian did indeed have the ability.

"No, not really. It's just that I want to build some foundation for myself so that I won't be labeled as a complete hoodlum." Nie Mingxian smiled with a more worldly air.

This is a very tactful way of expressing that I am not a 'woof woof woof'!

Fang Ziye was taken aback, his tone turning slightly cold: "Where did these rumors come from? Are they from my fellow disciples?"

Fang Ziye's mood instantly soured.

Even if Jie Han and Lan Tianluo said it, he would still expel them!
Nie Mingxian's abilities may be slightly inferior to Lan Tianluo's, but he is also one of the key members in building the team.

If someone goesssips at this time, it will be detrimental to maintaining stability within the team.

"Ziye, don't worry about it. I can handle these things myself."

"These rumors are obviously from outsiders. Within our team, who do you think would dare to say such a thing?"

“Except for Wu Xuanqi,” Nie Mingxian remarked.

Of Fang Ziye's existing team, Liao Jia would definitely not say such a thing. Apart from Lan Tianluo, Nie Mingxian could directly confront him.

If we're only talking about academics, Deng Yong is no exception!
I admire your professional competence, but this is the field of scientific research, and you, Deng Yong, are just a junior scholar with limited knowledge!
Top-tier pure research leaders don't flaunt their power in the clinical field, and top-tier pure clinical leaders don't dare to make wild pronouncements in the scientific community.

This is called self-awareness.

People who lack this sense of boundaries and cannot straddle two boats usually end up dying a terrible death!
“Brother Nie, how about this? Last time, I ranked the improvement of the microcirculation device first. This time, you should rank the microcirculation device and chemotherapy projects first, or you and my teacher can tie for first place,” Fang Ziye said.

"I told you, you don't need to worry about it!"

"Let's not talk about this anymore, Ziye. Take another look at this scan. What do you think is the best way to treat this intracranial hemangioma?" Nie Mingxian changed the subject.

Nie Mingxian, feeling restless and restless, returned to his old profession at Fang Ziye's recommendation.

Although no clinical trials were conducted at the sanatorium, consultation surgeries were arranged first...

After Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian finished their discussion, Nie Mingxian replied to Professor Du of West China Hospital, and the two had a further in-depth discussion on the details of the subsequent surgery.

This covers the content within the specialized field, and Fang Ziye believes that with Nie Mingxian and Professor Du on board, they can definitely handle it.

Developing new medical devices and new treatment concepts can suddenly make previously very difficult problems much easier to understand.

It's not just me who thinks the surgery is simple; many people think it's simple.

The use of the miniature circulation device has greatly extended the time required for limb replantation surgery. Relying on this, Fang Ziye gains at least two thousand knowledge points every day.

This is more beneficial than the clinical application of his pioneering techniques for limb salvage in traumatic injuries!

Because the use of the miniature circulatory device does not require a high level of technical expertise, while limb salvage surgery for catastrophic injuries has a much higher technical threshold!
"Brother Liao, want to take a break?" Fang Ziye knocked on the door of the animal control room where Liao Jia was and greeted him.

"No rest now, let's finish this batch."

Liao Jia turned his head and complained, "Ziye, your team's animal testing skills are really terrible!"

"No one but you is worthy of my attention!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's face darkened.

A few days ago, Deng Yong suggested that someone come and help Liao Jia build an animal testing model.

As it turned out, Professor Deng Yong's team of doctoral and master's students, including Jie Han and Lan Tianluo, were all wiped out and were utterly disliked by Liao Jia!
"Brother Liao, actually your standards are too high!" Fang Ziye thought that the animal models made by Lan Tianluo were still usable, but not as precise as Liao Jia's.

What does it mean to have high standards?

"Higher requirements mean a greater tolerance for error, which in turn increases the success rate of the project. This is what we call rigor."

"I won't talk about the others, but your academic PhD, who will be working in a lab in the future, definitely needs to learn animal testing procedures properly."

"That's too bad, it will only affect your future performance." Liao Jia said and turned around.

He was also expressing his opinions and grievances.

Liao Jia also wanted to get out of this kind of grueling work, but Fang Ziye was even more tired and had a heavier workload, so Liao Jia didn't dare to think about Fang Ziye's help!
Nie Mingxian was increasingly disliked by Liao Jia and didn't want to study anymore for the time being.

After being rebuffed, Fang Ziye simply walked away...

In the other two laboratories, Deng Yong sat in his office, drinking tea while looking at a thick project planning document, straining his glasses to carefully examine its contents.

Deng Yong has now been appointed as the director of the laboratory, so he has nothing else to do except occasionally go to the central hospital of Enshi to consult on a surgery. He spends most of his time on scientific research and study.

Fang Ziye asked him to give an academic report. Although Deng Yong didn't want to do it himself, he had to be prepared in case Fang Ziye forced him to do it.

Everyone else was busy researching information or culturing and propagating orthopedic tumor cells.

This application of the microcirculation device in tumor chemotherapy seems to be related to the relationship between bone tumors and the microcirculation device, but different bone tumor cell lines are needed to build different series of animal models of bone tumors.

Osteosarcoma is just one type of bone tumor.

There are also cell lines for various bone tumors such as synovial sarcoma, Ewing sarcoma, and giant cell tumor of bone, which need to be purchased, cultured, and propagated...

Only then can it be used as raw material for building animal experimental models!
Only after the animal experimental model is established can the next step of animal experimentation be carried out, and each step requires human intervention.

Of course, Xiong Jinhuan, Li Yuanpei, and others are also still working on pathways related to osteosarcoma and HK2.

When Fang Ziye arrived, Deng Yong happened to be looking over.

He raised his left hand to check the time and said, "Ziye, you just finished surgery?"

"If you're finishing surgery so late, you should go home and rest earlier. The lab is running perfectly fine internally." Deng Yong's voice was gentle, even a little concerned.

Fang Ziye knew how good Deng Yong was to him.

He spared no effort for Li Yuanpei and Wang Yuanqi, and he would only treat himself better and care for him even more.

"Master, I came to see if there's anything I can help with, since it's almost the end of March."

"The clinical treatment is now on track. Next month, I will tighten the scope of my clinical research and treatment. In April, I will only treat diabetic foot." Fang Ziye sat down opposite Deng Yong and gave a detailed report.

Upon hearing this, Deng Yong's mole on his chin twitched, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he spoke in a dry tone: "It's only because you're Fang Ziye, and you're my apprentice, that I'd be cursing Duan Hong for saying that!"

"What do you mean by making a diabetic foot ulcer in April?"

"So, the diabetic foot ulcer only appeared in April of this year, right?" Deng Yong said irritably.

Fang Ziye's tone immediately softened: "Master, I'm just chatting with you. You are my master, what am I afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid to brag."

The master-disciple relationship is quite special, bound by emotional bonds, and many things that cannot be said to outsiders can be said internally.

For example, when you're looking for a job, if you want to get rid of someone, you might not be able to tell your fellow apprentices, but if you tell your master, there's a high chance they won't leak the secret.

"How else can you brag?" Deng Yong asked curiously.

“Master, there are so many things you can brag about, like winning a National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars award or being selected for the Yangtze River Scholars Program before you turn thirty-five…” Fang Ziye rattled off a list.

He continued, "Master, didn't you say before that we should look to the world? Look, our country has the father of hand surgery, the father of world surgery, and so on..."

"Right?" Although Fang Ziye didn't say it explicitly, his boasting made Deng Yong's mole almost jump off!

It seems fine, but it also seems to have a very big problem!

Professor Wu, the father of hepatobiliary surgery.

Professor Chen, the father of hand surgery...

Professor Qiu Fazhu, the father of Chinese foreign sciences...

"That's just asking for it!" Deng Yong said with a laugh.

He replied cautiously, his tone wistful: "Ziye, Wu Xuanqi complained about me!"

"sit down!"

Fang Ziye was taken aback upon hearing this, and then he was about to stand up.

“Don’t forget my personal relationship with Professor Duan. If I force him to say something, Wu Xuanqi won’t dare not tell me,” Deng Yong said.

"I just think we should look forward, not look back."

"You are far more important than me, your master!"

"You could say that whether our orthopedics department at Zhongnan Hospital can rank among the top five in the national comprehensive strength rankings depends on your generation for the next hundred years."

"If we can't even make it with such a good opportunity, then we'll just have to hold on and wait for the win."

"Therefore, your safety is much more important than the teacher's."

Deng Yong was advising Fang Ziye as a teacher, and his tone was particularly cautious.

Fang Ziye took a few deep breaths before replying, "Master, there are some things that have to be done."

"Otherwise, others will think you're an easy target, someone anyone can take advantage of."

Deng Yong bluntly said, "But you shouldn't do that!"

"Offending people doesn't bring any benefits; it's really not worth it."

Fang Ziye thought about it carefully and replied, "Master, what you said about it having no benefits may not necessarily be true!"

"It just won't be apparent in the short term, but it will be very beneficial for long-term development." Fang Ziye already had a plan in mind.

Deng Yong felt that the Ziye in front of him was becoming more and more unfamiliar, completely different from the Fang Ziye at Zhongnan Hospital!
Because he could no longer understand Fang Ziye's plans and intentions.

The two men's perspectives diverged once again, but this time Fang Ziye's perspective was broader than Deng Yong's.

"Is there really any benefit? Have you thought about it carefully yourself?" Deng Yong didn't understand, and was just asking Fang Ziye about his own choice.

Students are like children; when they grow up, it's time to let go. Otherwise, holding them by the reins will only restrict their freedom.

“Really, Master, I have thought it through very thoroughly.”

“Doing this is very necessary. It will cure the deep-seated problems, and the deep-seated problems will disappear on their own!” Fang Ziye said.

"It's the same principle behind my previous attacks on our research group's articles."

"If you want to step out of Zhongnan Hospital and face the whole country, you must have a solid foundation!"

"Similarly, if you want to leave China, you can't leave any gaps, so you don't have to spend time going back to fix them in the future." Fang Ziye's tone was quite cautious.

This time, his perspective was broadened by the sanatorium. Or rather, it was the Gong family and the professor, who had already left the sanatorium, who broadened Fang Ziye's horizons.

If former Dean Chen Song intends to transform Enshi Sanatorium into a comprehensive institution similar to the Mayo Clinic, then simply copying their approach will have absolutely no chance of success.

The only way is to break things down and rebuild them, creating a new path through the chaos.

Fang Ziye now has the capability to intervene in some processes and methods of basic scientific research, making this the best time for him to do so.

If we continue to wait, we will lose the opportunity!

If you hold onto a level 6 skill just for show or to treat one or two special patients, it's a bit too extravagant and wasteful.

There's absolutely no need for it.

It can be said that if we want to lower medical costs in China and prevent many Chinese people from falling into poverty due to illness, the fundamental solution lies in improving the medical insurance system.

At a more fundamental level, the best approach is to focus on the development of the national economy.

But a more direct logic is that China's medical device industry can not only be self-sufficient, but also export a lot of it, and the tax revenue can be used to support the industry itself!
It takes more money, specifically money from the internal system, to make it possible to achieve this.

Another goal is to make more diseases treatable, which also requires basic research...

“Master, I don’t know if I’ve become arrogant or more ambitious.”

“I don’t mind other people’s understanding of me, it’s just that my current knowledge and learning compel me to do this,” Fang Ziye replied in a low voice.

Deng Yong said, "What does that have to do with you writing letters to mess with people?"

Fang Ziye said, "Internally, I have you, my teacher, backing me up. As for my fellow disciples, if I want them to do something, it can probably be done with just a word."

"To outsiders, what am I, Fang Ziye? Master, you may also be a nobody with little influence. And what is Zhongnan Hospital?"

"What should I do?"

"Should I try another unconventional gift-giving method, or find someone to speak on my behalf?"

"For example, an academician like Professor Gu Yuandong? Or someone else?"

"Does what they say necessarily have any effect?" Fang Ziye asked rhetorically.

Of course, having said that, Fang Ziye closed the door. Then he walked back:
"It won't work!"

"Such a fundamental change in philosophy inevitably requires someone to pay the price, someone to obtain certification; this traditional approach is no longer keeping pace with today's scientific research era!"

"Whoever continues down this path will capsize; this will encourage many people to proactively seek more rigorous fundamental methods!"

"Including but not limited to methods from basic experiments!"

"It's like this: although amputation for severe injuries is currently the orthodox guideline treatment in China, we both know that limb preservation is better for the patient."

"But there are still some people who don't know..."

"Clinical illnesses cannot wait, because waiting may lead to death."

"Scientific research can wait!"

"Whether it takes decades or a century, we can wait!" Fang Ziye's words were resounding.

This was also the first time Fang Ziye had announced his thoughts to Deng Yong.

This is no longer a simple matter of improving one or two techniques.

Deng Yong didn't quite understand, but that didn't stop his face and mouth from trembling.

What Fang Ziye is saying now means either he's gone mad, or he's going to drive a lot of people crazy!

Fang Ziye took a deep breath and continued, "Master, don't think that my way of thinking is without a frame of reference. In fact, our country's traditional medicine is in such an awkward period of development!"

"While the meridians themselves cannot be definitively proven, Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) believes in their existence. There is Qi (vital energy) in the body!"

"But it cannot be explained using modern medical methods. At least not at present, so the current development bottleneck of traditional Chinese medicine is very awkward."

"Nobody has a really good method. Of course, there are all sorts of other limitations as well."

"Modern medical research is actually in a similar period."

“Now, almost all diseases are put into petri dishes in the laboratory, and the same methods are used to prove metastasis, the same methods are used to prove reproduction, and so on.”

“This form may not be the truth!” Fang Ziye said.

Deng Yong listened in silence, remaining silent until Fang Ziye left, without offering any further advice.

When children grow up, they have to forge their own path.

Fang Ziye's vision was very high and far-reaching, and Deng Yong did not dare to persuade him. He could only do his best to help. He did not even dare to tell Fang Ziye not to do such things for his sake, lest he delay Fang Ziye.

Because, as long as we do even a part of what Fang Ziye just said, he can lead Zhongnan Hospital to the forefront of the country!

100%!

The front row of bags.

……

"what?"

"Academician Zhang is looking for me?"

"Which Academician Zhang?" March 30, Saturday, 10:00 AM.

Fang Ziye is still resting in bed!
On Friday night, Fang Ziye stayed in the lab until 5 a.m. before returning home to rest.

Fang Ziye guessed that Liao Jia and Nie Mingxian were both catching up on sleep, and only he was disturbed.

The beautiful woman beside him had already left, leaving only her fragrance.

"Okay, Dean Chen, I only got back from the lab at five o'clock yesterday. I need to wash up a bit before I can meet with guests. Please pass on my message. I should need about half an hour."

“After all, it’s the weekend today!” Fang Ziye replied politely.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye took a deep breath.

It's time to come.

Xie Shulan's teacher, Professor Zhang Limin, a researcher, was elected as an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences last November, along with Professor Tang Fupei of the Department of Orthopedics!

Researcher and Director of the Center for Biomedical Innovation (BIOPIC) at Kyoto University; Researcher at the Advanced Innovation Center for Future Genomics at Kyoto University; Professor at the Faculty of Life Sciences, Kyoto University; Senior Researcher at the Peking University-Tsinghua University Joint Center for Life Sciences…

After quickly washing up, Fang Ziye grabbed two slices of bread and a carton of milk to stave off hunger.

After tidying up her clothes, she immediately left the villa area of ​​the sanatorium and headed straight for the opposite side.

Dean Chen Song did not personally appear in the reception area!
However, Professor Zheng Dahai, Professor Pang Longshan (head of the research group), Professor Dou Kaigong (a graduate student in molecular oncology), and Professor Zhao Jing (from the cardiovascular disease laboratory) all came to the reception room and were having a pleasant conversation with Professor Zhang Limin.

This time, there were only two guests: Professor Zhang Limin and another woman, who should be Xie Shulan.

After Fang Ziye entered, he first greeted Professor Pang and others he was familiar with, and then bowed slightly warmly, saying, "Hello, Academician Zhang, I am Fang Ziye!"

"I'm so sorry, I stayed up late last night and kept you waiting."

"Hello, Professor Xie!" Fang Ziye warmly shook hands with Xie Shulan.

Zhang Limin has a slightly dark complexion, a long face, a big nose, a high forehead, regular features, and a very dashing appearance. He maintains an excellent physique and has a gentle temperament.

He replied, "Professor Fang, I'm sorry to bother you."

Xie Shulan had a good figure and a pretty face. She had no particular temper, a delicate voice, and was quite generous and well-mannered. She greeted him with a smile, "Hello, Professor Fang!"

Professor Zhang Limin may have told Professor Pang Longshan and the others about his affairs beforehand, so when Pang Longshan and the others saw Fang Ziye arrive, they made an excuse to leave.

"Professor Zhang, Professor Fang has arrived. We each have some things to do in our respective labs, so how about we have lunch together later?"

"Anyway, I'm handing this handsome young man, Professor Fang, over to you!" Professor Pang Longshan politely stood up!
Although Zhang Limin is an academician, Pang Longshan was not particularly insecure.

They're not on the same track. At most, Zhang Limin has a deeper academic background, but that doesn't mean he should be subservient to anyone.

The selection of academicians involves a certain element of luck.

After everyone left, Zhang Limin touched his nose directly and said, "Professor Fang, have I offended you in some way?"

Professor Zhang Limin began his bioinformatics research at GENENTECH in the United States in 1998, where he served successively as a postdoctoral supervisor, director of the Department of Bioinformatics, and chief scientist of bioinformatics; he joined Kyoto University 14 years later.

Having spent a long time abroad, I'm relatively straightforward.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye quickly shook his head: "Professor Zhang, you're exaggerating. This is our first meeting!"

"I feel both apprehensive and excited to be specifically asked to teach me by Professor Zhang."

"Thank goodness I wasn't notified in advance, otherwise I think I wouldn't be able to sleep for a long time."

Fang Ziye, Zhang Limin, and Xie Shulan sat down together.

Xie Shulan smiled and asked softly, "Did I offend you, Professor Fang, in some way? I haven't published many articles, and you commented on two of them, Professor Fang. The situation is a bit difficult to handle now."

Fang Ziye was very clear about what he had done.

Xie Shulan has published articles from recent years, but the comments he wrote mainly focused on Xie Shulan's thesis before graduation.

Now that Professor Zhang Limin has just been elected as an academician, if several of his articles are retracted immediately, it will cause a huge public outcry and concern in the industry.

Fang Ziye said upon hearing this, "That's not right?"

"Professor Xie, I wrote the comments and letters while the live stream was on."

"I didn't pay much attention to who the author of the article was, so how come I commented on two of your papers?"

"Huh?" Xie Shulan was stunned when she heard this.

"Live stream? Professor Fang, what are you live streaming about?"

Fang Ziye said, "Writing letters and comments on live streams and increasing the number of articles is also a form of entertainment. The main purpose is to guide some netizens through literature."

"Occasionally, if netizens comment that there are any interesting papers, I will read them with everyone."

"Could it be?" Fang Ziye's eyes darted around.

Professor Zhang Limin is not the kind of old professor who doesn't get involved in the affairs of young people, so he naturally knows about live streaming!

Hearing about such a ridiculous coincidence, Professor Zhang Limin was also particularly troubled: "Professor Fang, actually, our team could barely handle that Lancet article."

"But the comment you made on that cell later really gave us a big problem."

"Professor Fang has read our articles, so he should know that I mainly do gene sequencing..."

"I just didn't expect that Professor Fang would also have such profound expertise in this area."

"Does Professor Fang have a better solution?"

Fang Ziye replied, "Professor Zhang, I'm really sorry about this!"

"However, these are just some opinions and suggestions I gave after reading the article. If you ask me how to solve it, I haven't considered that aspect yet."

Zhang Limin: "..."

Then he looked at Xie Shulan, the student next to him, and felt particularly sorry for her.

Firstly, Fang Ziye's previous articles prevented her from completing her research project on schedule, and she is now applying for an extension.

Now, Fang Ziye has launched an attack on her two published articles.

Moreover, I heard that the material was provided by netizens—

Isn't this exactly their natural nemesis?

Of course, Professor Zhang Limin came to solve the problem: "Professor Fang, your suggestions are certainly good, but we really need to solve and respond to all the problems you have raised."

"This is quite a troublesome matter!"

"I came here specifically to learn from Professor Fang's comments, knowing that you are an expert in this field!

"I wonder if Professor Fang has any experience in this area?" Zhang Limin asked.

Zhang Limin certainly investigated Fang Ziye.

All he could understand was the title of Fang Ziye's research proposal: Sequencing of a novel miRNA gene unique to osteosarcoma.

Those who can do this must have invested in and focused on gene sequencing.

"Professor Zhang, I'm so sorry!"

Fang Ziye scratched the back of his head and said, "Actually, I've also done sequencing myself, and I've encountered some difficult problems in this area, so I thought I'd bring it up to see if we could brainstorm together..."

Zhang Limin: "..."

Did I knock you?

You can't solve it yourself, so you come to me for a solution?
"What research topic is Professor Fang currently working on?" Zhang Limin suppressed his anger.

Okay, okay, let's work together and figure out a way to do it, alright?
……

Zhang Limin's skin was already somewhat dark, but when he left the sanatorium, his complexion had become extremely dark.

What's the solution? Fang Ziye is the kind of person who only causes trouble and doesn't take responsibility. Fang Ziye's niche has never been this; it's all just a coincidence...

Furthermore, Fang Ziye was rather 'polite' in pointing out even more flaws in the Cell article that Professor Zhang Limin believed could solve the problem!
It's the kind of problem that can't be solved for the time being, but Fang Ziye said he wouldn't write any more letter attacks, but Professor Zhang Limin should probably refine the logic himself...

It's purely a matter of killing without caring about the aftermath.

In the car, Zhang Limin asked, "Shulan, are you sure you haven't offended him?"

"No, teacher." Xie Shulan's tone was extremely aggrieved.

(End of this chapter)