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Hu Qingyuan also heard the sound, glanced in Fang Ziye's direction, and scanned him up and down.

He didn't know who sent the message to Fang Ziye, but judging from the tone and content, Hu Qingyuan could guess his master's "dimensional reduction attack" in this professional field!
Hu Qingyuan was just an undergraduate student, or more precisely, a soon-to-be graduate student who had just arrived at Fang Ziye's research group ahead of schedule.

He was unfamiliar with all the related levels of trauma surgery.

"Master, after this month, I still need to go back to school to take the undergraduate graduation exam and get my graduation certificate and degree certificate," Hu Qingyuan said softly again.

Hu Qingyuan has very few topics to discuss with Fang Ziye at the moment. He did not produce much scientific research output during his undergraduate studies, nor did he put his heart into professional operation skills.

So the only thing we could talk about was his graduation.

The five-year clinical medicine program does not require an undergraduate thesis. The undergraduate graduation exam serves as the "effect" of a thesis, and students can apply for graduation as long as they pass the graduation exam.

"Graduation is a big deal, so be careful. You can't make any mistakes, whether it's the theoretical exam or the practical exam."

"However, generally speaking, as long as you haven't failed any courses, the teachers will let you pass."

“If you have luggage and nowhere to put it when you go back this time, I can give you an address so you can leave your luggage at my house first.”

"You're staying on as a graduate student at this university..."

Hu Qingyuan whispered, "Master, I have a house..."

Fang Ziye's hand trembled as he typed.

Being an internet celebrity is still the most lucrative job.

He didn't know how long Hu Qingyuan had been live streaming, but he should know that Hu Qingyuan had already made a lot of money. With so many online viewers, he could earn a considerable amount of money from traffic every month.

This might seem incredible to ordinary people, but many students at Seoul National University have successfully started their own businesses while still in university.

The most representative figure is Lei Jun, but Lei Jun is only one of them.

Having followed Li Yuanpei and his associates, Hu Qingyuan had learned a thing or two about social etiquette. He immediately said, "However, the house I bought is quite far from the hospital, and I hadn't decided whether I wanted to stay there, so..."

"I'll have to trouble you again, Master."

This student has both high emotional intelligence and high IQ, and he provides Fang Ziye with the emotional value he deserves.

"I asked you to go to my house to get some books and some notebooks that I used."

"If you're interested, you can take a look," Fang Ziye said before continuing to type.

The notebook was a very personal item, containing Fang Ziye's research plans, research ideas, research difficulties, solutions to problems, inspirations, and so on.

These things should have been closely guarded secrets, but Hu Qingyuan was his student and also had talent. If he didn't give them to Hu Qingyuan, who else could he give them to?

"Thank you, Master." Hu Qingyuan was somewhat tempted.

Currently, Hu Qingyuan's understanding of Fang Ziye is limited to hearsay; he has not truly grasped the extent of Fang Ziye's achievements or his status in the martial arts world.

This time, Fang Ziye took the initiative to take him on a trip so that he could experience these things.

This is an unfamiliar world, and a completely new perspective—a perspective he could never achieve as an internet celebrity or livestreamer…

A short while later, Wu Xuanqi sent another message.

The text reads: "Ziye, although that's what you say, sometimes I still feel that your appearance is like the destroyer of this industry."

"Why did Heaven create both Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang?"

Fang Ziye replied, "Brother Qi, I'm not Liang, and I can't be as wise and powerful as the old Kongming. I believe you, Brother Qi, will not become Zhou Yu either."

"After all, the medical profession is quite special. Even if we don't achieve much in scientific research, as long as we do our best to serve our patients, we have done our job well."

"In this world, only a very small number of medical professionals can make breakthroughs in scientific research."

"But only a very small number of people do things that don't live up to the white coats they wear."

"And Brother Qi, I just got some comments from Professor Li, which I think make a lot of sense."

"Whether it's vascular surgery or orthopedics, each specialty has its own characteristics, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior."

“Subspecialties also have their own characteristics. This is our absolute specialty and what we do best. What we need to do is apply this strength, not abandon what we have learned…”

"Scientific research is the same. The ultimate goal of scientific research is to serve patients and to solve some clinical problems in a down-to-earth manner."

"These words have just resolved some of my current doubts, and I hope they will be helpful to you, Brother Qi."

"A single prescription can't overturn anything; it's just a tiny ripple."

When Fang Ziye put down his phone, he noticed that Hu Qingyuan was intently looking down at his phone screen.

He closed the book himself, but he hadn't finished reading it yet, and looked at Fang Ziye with some anticipation.

"Qingyuan, these words are not suitable for you to read right now. You just need to know that even though we have great predecessors like Yuan Lao in hybrid rice and agronomy, and great contributors like Qian Lao in national defense and aerospace, we still have to move forward."

"Moreover, many years from now, there will still be so many great things to be created in both agronomy and aerospace."

"If you don't quite understand my description, you know Academician Chen Zhongwei, the father of limb transplantation and the founder of hand surgery, right?

"But he had no way of knowing that the time required for limb transplantation could now be extended from five hours to two hundred hours."

"If you told him that it would take 200 hours to replant a severed finger in his environment, he might even curse you."

"Perhaps, many, many years from now, severed limbs can regenerate!"

“We may find it incredible now, but this incredible thing will become a reality in the future.”

"That's a bit mysterious. The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao!" Fang Ziye was influenced by Professor Li Yongjun, so he spoke with a bit of formality.

Or rather, Fang Ziye would unconsciously think in this direction.

Five hundred years ago, if you told a candidate taking the imperial examination that it would only take two hours to travel from Han City to Kyoto, instead of several months, he would have thought you were crazy.

Or, to put it another way, if a large-scale exam like the National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao) could be held anywhere in the country, even if it wasn't in Kyoto, he would still think you're crazy and find it unbelievable.

Upon hearing this, Hu Qingyuan said, "Master, every sentence in the Tao Te Ching can be interpreted in countless ways, and everyone can have their own understanding."

Hu Qingyuan had once practiced asceticism in a Taoist temple, so he had studied some Taoist scriptures. Therefore, he felt that Fang Ziye's understanding was somewhat superficial.

"Profound and mysterious, the myriad wonders of Dharma, is that right?" Fang Ziye asked in return.

Hu Qingyuan nodded slowly: "That's roughly the idea. Xuan means the unknown, and Xuan is the unknown of the unknown, layer upon layer of negative."

"Ignorance is the norm, knowledge is relative, and even fools are relative."

"Actually, I think the essence of the Tao Te Ching is the saying, 'Neighboring countries are within sight of each other, and the sounds of chickens and dogs can be heard between them, yet the people do not visit each other until they die of old age.'"

"All living beings have their own joys and sorrows. We can never truly enter another person's world, whether it's a father and son, husband and wife, lover, children, or so-called confidants. We can never truly enter."

Fang Ziye was surprised to hear this: "Qingyuan, you're still so young, yet you understand so many principles. Don't you find it incredibly boring?"

"Look at you, you can make money, and you're quite talented. But do you have no goals in life? You're like a walking corpse?"

"Do you think our understanding of happiness is rather mundane?"

Fang Ziye felt that he and Hu Qingyuan were not in the same boat. Otherwise, Hu Qingyuan would not have gone to a Taoist temple to practice "self-cultivation" during his undergraduate years.

"No, Master, happiness has no such thing as vulgarity or vulgarity."

"To be honest, are those kinds of erotic films, or things like that, really vulgar?"

I don't think so either.

"Human nature is something that some people love and others don't."

"And some people love at this time, but don't love at that time."

"Sometimes, after thinking a lot, we start to wonder what truly brings us happiness."

“But people never know when they might feel that they were happiest before,” Hu Qingyuan replied.

Fang Ziye watched a video online. In the video, the person denied his current life and envied others. Later, he envied dogs, then his wife and children, but in the end, he still wanted to be himself.

Fang Ziye could only give Hu Qingyuan a thumbs up.

Life is difficult to explore, so Fang Ziye decided to be friends with Hu Qingyuan first: "Master's realm is limited, at least in the realm you understand, so in the future I can only teach you some professional knowledge and scientific research knowledge."

"As for principles and life, your master will no longer dare to spout nonsense in front of you."

"I'm starting to think you're going to become a nun."

Hu Qingyuan shook his head: "Master, that's not true. I was just having wild thoughts. How could it be considered an experience?"

"Some of the unhappiness I feel now has not been experienced, so it cannot be defined as unhappiness!"

"So I still admire and respect you, Master, for being able to develop so well in your professional field."

Hu Qingyuan was somewhat insightful, but his insight was so profound that he didn't understand why.

Fang Ziye was a little confused about what Hu Qingyuan was trying to express.

This topic was too broad, so Fang Ziye stopped dwelling on it.

Once they arrived at the waiting room, Wu Xuanqi revealed the real reason he had come to see him, which was similar to that of Nie Mingxian.

Fang Ziye had several experiences with large-scale academic presentations before. Wu Xuanqi also wanted to organize an academic conference within his major under the guidance of his teacher and be a speaker. He hoped that Fang Ziye could remotely "control" and help him.

Wu Xuanqi still has a lot of content to present in his academic report. One is about the individualized prosthesis design for bone defects, and the other is about intelligent prostheses. He has prepared six PPTs and hopes that Fang Ziye can select the two best ones and then make revisions.

Fang Ziye sent these PPTs to Hu Qingyuan and said, "Take a look at these six PPTs, and pick the two that you think make the most sense for me."

"This was sent to me by an associate professor at Tongji Hospital, asking me to review the exam questions!"

Fang Ziye's simple sentence completely stunned Hu Qingyuan.

Although he said he didn't care, in reality, he had very little experience and a narrow understanding; he only knew the principles but had no real experience.

God have mercy, he's just a graduating undergraduate student who's going to work as a reviewer of exam questions for an associate professor?

Undergraduate students, master's students, doctoral students, lecturers, and associate professors.

There were three levels between them, meaning someone four levels above him, who gave him several options to choose from as an undergraduate!

No?

Can the experience of following a good teacher be this rich?

"Master? I..."

"I'm afraid I won't do a good job; after all, this is an associate professor's proposal." Hu Qingyuan began to scratch his head.

As soon as he came in, Fang Ziye threw him a research topic that was worthy of being evaluated as an outstanding young scientist or even a distinguished young scientist. The high level of the research topic was close to the first-class level in reality.

Even if he spends six years on his master's and doctoral studies, just understanding this one topic will benefit him immensely.

Now, Fang Ziye has given him an extremely high-level task.

"If you can't handle it, you still have your master, right?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Just pick it up and read it, and then give your opinion. Whether it's based on your preferences or your half-baked professional knowledge, giving your own evaluation is also a kind of experience."

“Associate professors are human too. You just lack the opportunity to communicate and exchange ideas with him on an equal footing, and there is a gap in your knowledge reserves. It doesn’t mean that he is really that much more noble than you.”

"Go ahead and do it with confidence!" Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

Hu Qingyuan then lowered his head and began to look at the PowerPoint presentation...

Upon closer inspection, I only vaguely understood it.

Although Hu Qingyuan had already remembered Campbell, whom Fang Ziye had recommended, the several plans that Wu Xuanqi sent him were not recorded in any existing textbooks or literature.

There's no reference value; you can only rely on your own knowledge to deduce it!

Whether the logic is reasonable or not only depends on how it applies to him.

In this way, Hu Qingyuan got busy.

Although you can't use the internet on the plane, you can download PowerPoint presentations for offline viewing.

Hu Qingyuan was defeated after only reading one article very carefully. And two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

After getting off the plane, Hu Qingyuan immediately surrendered: "Master, I don't understand."

It would be strange if he could understand it; it's normal if he can't!
Fang Ziye said, "If you don't understand it, take your time to read it. If you really don't understand it, you don't have to read it. The only thing you need to remember is not to share these PPTs with others."

"Let's exit the station first, and someone will come to meet us at the exit."

Hu Qingyuan was still somewhat confused.

However, Hu Qingyuan soon understood what the so-called "receiving" meant.

"Hello, Dr. Zhou!" Fang Ziye saw Zhou Yuanqi, who was Professor Zhang Limin's doctor.

Upon hearing the voice, Zhou Yuanqi quickly ran up: "Good afternoon, Professor Fang. I'm sorry, I thought you would come out from the next exit. I've been staring in that direction."

"it does not matter."

"I originally told Professor Zhang not to come pick me up. I didn't expect Professor Zhang to still send you." Fang Ziye waved his hand casually. Zhou Yuanqi hurriedly said, "Professor Fang, you are a professor who was specifically requested by my teacher to be received with the highest honors. I dare not be careless."

"Professor Fang, the car I booked is already parked in the terminal parking lot. It may be a bit of a hassle for you to walk a little further."

"Parking is restricted here, and it's not easy to get a taxi."

Seeing that Fang Ziye and Hu Qingyuan didn't have much luggage, Zhou Yuanqi stopped offering to help them carry their things.

"Thank you for your trouble, Dr. Zhou." Although Fang Ziye felt that Zhou Yuanqi's visit was unnecessary, her presence still gave him a sense of vanity being satisfied.

After Zhou Yuanqi and Fang Ziye got into a car, the driver slowly started the engine. Only then did Zhou Yuanqi ask, "Professor Fang, would you like to go directly to the hotel or have a meal first?"

"There is a buffet at the hotel, but if you would like to eat out, Professor Fang, I can recommend a few good Hubei restaurants or local specialty restaurants."

Zhou Yuanqi is very familiar with and meticulous about the work of receiving professors.

If it's just an ordinary associate professor, they go to the hotel to attend the meeting on their own, and no one will pick them up. Only the most senior people, those valued by Professor Zhang Limin, will be assigned a personal attendant.

After picking them up from the airport to the hotel, prepare several options, such as their hometown, the city where they currently work, and their possible food preferences, and make corresponding arrangements.

"Let's skip the Hubei restaurants. We're already in Kyoto, and I'm worried about getting ripped off by eating Hubei food. Just recommend a few places to us, and we'll have a decent meal there." Fang Ziye didn't want to go to a buffet either.

"Driver, let's go to the third place I told you about. I'll take Professor Fang and the others to eat Peking duck." Zhou Yuanqi was afraid the driver wouldn't understand what the third place was, so she proactively explained the purpose.

He then began his 'reception duties': "Professor Fang, did you bring a computer and adapter this time? What brand is your computer? I'd like to have our team prepare the adapter."

These are all things that need to be clarified, otherwise it would be very impolite if Fang Ziye couldn't open the PPT when giving his academic presentation.

"It's from Apple."

"It should be standard preparation." Fang Ziye had done academic reception work before, so he knew Zhou Yuanqi's purpose.

"Mmm Good."

“Our senior sisters and brothers have already tested it on-site using multiple Apple computer models, so there shouldn’t be any problems.” Zhou Yuanqi knew that a scholar like Fang Ziye wouldn’t easily copy a PPT to someone else’s computer using a USB drive.

I don't even know how to plug in a USB drive, because I'm afraid the other person's computer has plugins for scanning or copying files.

They all brought their own computers and connected them directly to the converter.

"Professor Fang, your presentation at tomorrow's academic conference will be in the fourth session of the first session in the morning."

“The people in front of you are all…” Zhou Yuanqi wanted to explain in more detail.

Fang Ziye said, "Dr. Zhou, you don't need to be so reserved. It's okay if I'm last in line. The senior scholars will definitely speak first."

The order of the reports is generally based on their social standing. Fang Ziye being ranked fourth proves that he holds a high position in Professor Zhang Limin's mind.

……

After Zhou Yuanqi had lunch with Fang Ziye, he led the two of them into the room and then said, "Professor Fang, the academic conference tomorrow starts promptly at 8:30 in the morning. When would you like to have breakfast?"

"I will take you with me."

"Does the hotel offer delivery services for snacks, food, and bottled water?" Zhou Yuanqi asked somewhat tentatively at the door of the room.

"I'll be up around 7 a.m. tomorrow. Dr. Zhou, you can go ahead and do your own thing or go get some rest. You'll definitely have some tasks to do on-site tomorrow," Fang Ziye said.

Zhou Yuanqi quickly replied, "It's alright, Professor Fang. My main task this time is to pick you up and drop you off. The on-site tasks will be done after we arrive at the scene."

"If you need anything else, Professor Fang, you can call me anytime," Zhou Yuanqi said before tiptoeing away.

After closing the door, Zhou Yuanqi patted his chest.

Zhou Yuanqi felt that receiving Fang Ziye was much more difficult than receiving an old professor.

The main reason is that Fang Ziye is about the same age as her and is more famous, so she sometimes can't help but have some wicked thoughts.

Whether it was jealousy, distraction, or doubt about the authenticity of Fang Ziye's abilities, they just couldn't maintain a stable mindset.

If it were an older professor, Zhou Yuanqi wouldn't have had such thoughts.

"Master? You? This must be the highest level of hospitality, right?" Hu Qingyuan was dumbfounded.

This is Kyoto. This academic conference is hosted by Kyoto University, and top professors and professionals from universities all over the country will be attending.

Even if Professor Zhang Limin is an academician, it is impossible for him to go to such lengths to receive every professor.

“That’s definitely not the highest standard, is it?!” Fang Ziye shook his head.

"Would you like to stay here with me for a while, or go straight back to your room to rest?" Fang Ziye asked directly, as it was still early.

Hu Qingyuan said, "Master, may I bother you a little longer? It won't interfere with your video chat with your wife. I just have some thoughts I'd like to share with you."

"Okay, go ahead!" Fang Ziye nodded and put down his phone.

He had just received greetings from Professor Zhang Limin, Professor Tan Mengran, and Associate Professor Hu Qizhong, asking if Fang Ziye had successfully checked in and expressing their apologies for not being able to come and greet him in person.

Fang Ziye replied to each message, expressing his gratitude.

In such a large setting, it's already quite an achievement if the other party remembers you.

Fang Ziye had researched some of the attendees for this conference, and they were all top experts and professors, whose influence was no less than that of Professor Duan Hong and others in trauma surgery nationwide.

And these are the kinds of people who come and go on their own...

"Master, have you ever thought about this question?"

"If osteosarcoma has its own specific miRNA that other tumors don't have, then does giant cell tumor of bone also have such a miRNA?"

"Or perhaps osteosarcoma also has a chemical substance, similar to HK2, a parallel substance in lactate metabolism, which could also be a unique substance of osteosarcoma?"

"But we haven't discovered this substance yet!"

"I think it definitely exists."

"Osteosarcoma and giant cell tumor of bone have different pathological morphologies, which must lead to differences in tissue secretions. Otherwise, there would be no medical significance in distinguishing between osteosarcoma and giant cell tumor of bone."

“I just don’t know what this direct chemical substance is!” Hu Qingyuan said firmly.

Fang Ziye was taken aback upon hearing this.

He raised an eyebrow: "Go on!"

What's wrong with Hu Qingyuan? How could he come up with such a way of thinking?
Hu Qingyuan continued, "Master, this is what I think... In our human body, the organs that have been confirmed to have external secretions are most of the organs other than the limbs."

"These organs have different functions."

"For example, the thyroid gland, the breast..."

Do the limbs really never secrete any substances?

"The human limbs are currently understood only for their support, movement, and perspiration functions."

"But I personally think that it may have some other functions besides support and movement."

"It may take a comprehensive analysis of the endocrine states of amputees and non-amputees before we can make any discoveries."

"I don't know if anyone has ever done these things..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's brows furrowed deeply.

"Hu Qingyuan, do you mean that our limbs also have functions related to exocrine and endocrine secretions?"

"However, in the medical field, we currently do not know what substances it secretes that are beneficial to the human body?"

This research topic is a bit too broad.

Redefining the secretions of limb organs and cells will reshape an entire discipline!

Establish a discipline!
"Master, I was just thinking about it casually!"

"Because our orthopedics department also has medullary carcinoma and myeloma."

"Myeloma can be diagnosed by the presence of a large number of abnormal plasma cells in a biopsy. It commonly occurs in the bones of the hematopoietic bone marrow, such as the spine, pelvis, ribs, and skull."

"Plasma cells will secrete immunoglobulins in different ways."

"This type of tumor is more common in men over 40 years of age..."

"It overlaps with many forms of blood diseases, so I think that the bones in our limbs can actually secrete some hormones or other substances, but we just haven't discovered it."

"After all, the current definition of tumor development is essentially abnormal proliferation!"

……

As Fang Ziye watched Hu Qingyuan leave the room, his brows remained furrowed and his eyelids drooped.

Hu Qingyuan's logical thinking ability is much more normal than Jie Han's erratic thought structure.

He explained the situation to Fang Ziye only after giving a reasoned and well-founded account.

However, the problem he raised was even more difficult to solve than that of Jie Han.

Discovering a new type of substance in the human body, and that this substance may even be secreted by the bones of the limbs, is extremely difficult.

This requires a true physiological approach, a re-understanding of the various behaviors of normal orthopedic tissue cells, even their structure and the secretion of intracellular organelles...

If discovering a new miRNA could propel Fang Ziye to the top of basic research, and if he could truly discover a completely new set of secretory substances that could redefine the function of orthopedic organs...

He might even be a shoo-in for the Nobel Prize!
"No, no, no!~"

"This framework is too big for me to touch right now, even if Hu Qingyuan finds the corresponding secretory substance."

"It would take more than ten years to test its structure and define and characterize its function." Fang Ziye shook his head and stopped thinking about the problem in depth.

Next came the more enjoyable video chat segment.

Luo Tingzhu was still in the laboratory, busy as a little hamster hoarding food.

Fang Ziye watched Luo Tingzhu busy herself while he reviewed and revised his PPT, which he would be sharing tomorrow, trying his best not to embarrass himself or leave others confused.

At half past eleven.

Luo Tingzhu picked up her phone: "Senior brother, you're still awake? Didn't I tell you to go to bed early?"

"How can I sleep?" Fang Ziye asked, leaning his elbow on the table.

"Tomorrow's academic report is very important. It is an academic discussion hosted by Academician Zhang Limin, and I estimate that it may change my understanding of gene sequencing and phenotypic detection."

"After all, I'm not in this field, and I might just make a fool of myself," Fang Ziye shook his head.

Presenting a report outside one's field of study is extremely difficult, and even with his considerable academic background, he fears he might not be able to deliver a good presentation.

But I have to get through this step!
No matter how difficult it is, we must try to take the first step...

“It’s okay, senior brother. Even if you don’t say it well, others won’t target you too much, after all, you’re not in this major,” Luo Tingzhu said.

She had already planned out an escape route for Fang Ziye.

“That won’t do. If we fail this time, it will be almost impossible to gain Professor Zhang’s approval again next time,” Fang Ziye said, shaking his head.

If he wanted Professor Zhang Limin to back him up, he had to be completely committed and treat every interaction with him as the most important task.

Instead of adopting the mindset that "if I can't do it well, then I can't do it well."

If you can't do it well, then don't do it at all.

Professor Zhang Limin has an endless amount of research to do. He has fame, funding, experience, and social resources. He has already reached the top of the academic community in China. Why would he need your cooperation, Fang Ziye?

Asking for help is always difficult!
"Senior brother, you should get some rest early anyway."

"I'll go back now. After I wash up, we'll chat for another twenty minutes, and then we'll both go to sleep," Luo Tingzhu set a time limit for Fang Ziye.

“Okay!” Fang Ziye nodded.

……

Silent all night.

The next morning, Fang Ziye discovered that although Professor Zhang Limin and Professor Tan Mengran had not personally received him the day before, they had Dr. Zhou Yuanqi convey their message this morning, hoping to invite Fang Ziye to have breakfast together.

After Fang Ziye opened the door, Zhou Yuanqi said nervously, "Professor Fang, this is an invitation from my teacher. He said that if it's inconvenient for you, you don't have to go!"

Hu Qingyuan hadn't slept well either in the next room. This was the fifth time he had checked if Fang Ziye's door was open. When he saw Dr. Zhou Yuanqi standing at the door, he quickly grabbed his room key and left the room.

At the same time, after understanding Zhou Yuanqi's meaning, Fang Ziye's respect for him increased even more.

Academician Zhang Limin wants to invite his teacher to have breakfast together!
Such a level of treatment and benefits is already considered very high-end in the country.

"Thank you for the invitation, Professor Zhang. I'll wash up and come down right away," Fang Ziye quickly replied.

After glancing at Hu Qingyuan, who was already up, he went straight to the wash area without any hesitation.

“Professor Fang, I’ll wait for you.” Zhou Yuanqi stood at the door with his hands behind his back, then looked at Hu Qingyuan.

After looking him up and down, he casually whispered, "Junior brother, you're really lucky to be able to follow Professor Fang."

(End of this chapter)