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Chapter 63 Yuan Weihong's Buttocks Are Splattered (Please add to your favorites and read on)
After leaving Yuan Weihong's house, the two little ones went from nervous to happy.

"Senior Brother Fang, did Master mean that we were being too wasteful?" Jie Han was a little incredulous. Yuan Weihong had been stern on the phone, and before leaving, he not only encouraged them but also told them to get plenty of rest and take care of their health.

The difference is so great that it's hard to believe it came from the same person.

Jie Han hadn't spent much time with Yuan Weihong and still couldn't quite figure out Yuan Weihong's joys and sorrows.

"Yes, the jumps are too severe, and there's a bit of a disconnect."

“Originally, HK2 is just a key enzyme in the glycolysis process. My master is currently researching the role of this enzyme in giant cell tumor of bone. During the enzyme production stage, there is also mRNA that regulates it.”

"miRNA, on the other hand, is a link in the regulation of mRNA levels. It goes deep into two layers, which is too much. Taking one step is a bit too big and is not suitable for university-level project applications."

“You only need to find another substance related to HK2 as the subject of your school-level research application. That’s enough depth. You don’t even need mRNA. I don’t have any similar experience before, so I didn’t dare to apply,” Fang Ziye explained to Jie Han.

Basic experiments, once you get into them, you'll find yourself in a quagmire, deeply mired and unable to extricate yourself, and not very useful. However, there are many directions you can explore.

"Senior brother, as long as the teacher doesn't scold us, that's fine."

Jie Han patted his belly and let out a long sigh of relief: "To receive praise from the teacher, you're really awesome, senior brother!"

Jie Han's tone was sincere, and his praise was heartfelt.

"It was alright, I just touched some of the senior students' reagents and then jumped a step, which was actually quite dangerous."

“The grant my teacher received was a youth grant. He is currently in the research stage and before he is promoted to associate professor, he can only apply for general grants. In the past two years, he has been busy with clinical work and has not had much time to manage scientific research.”

"I don't know if there will be a chance to make a comeback next year." Fang Ziye wasn't too sure either.

The research direction is clear, but whether or not funding will be secured is another matter entirely. Since everyone applying for general research grants has a specific research direction, it comes down to each individual's background and capabilities.

Fang Ziye was also unable to fully understand the extent of Yuan Weihong's background.

……

Of course, it's impossible to tell outsiders that the preliminary research for applying for a school-level research project for Jie Han is being used as the preliminary research for applying for a general research project.

The following day, when Fang Ziye and Jie Han returned to the department, Lan Tianluo was very concerned about whether the two had been criticized.

Fang Ziye and Jie Han both shook their heads: "It's alright, Brother Luo."

"It's good that you're alright. Otherwise, if you had treated me to a meal and then let Teacher Yuan give you a hard time, you wouldn't have been happy." Lan Tianluo was very friendly, without the slightest hint of sarcasm.

As they spoke, Luo Tingzhu, wearing a mask and a white coat, entered the department, then walked around before heading towards Fang Ziye.

Then she asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother Fang, do you also know how to operate that flow cytometer?"

Fang Ziye was registering the preoperative examination data of the patients under his supervision at that moment. Hearing this, he looked up slightly and said, "Wait a moment, I still have two more data points."

Fang Ziye moved the middle mouse button while putting it down and began copying down the D-dimer values ​​and albumin data.

Luo Tingzhu waited patiently by her side.

She has a doctorate and is directly assigned to the chief resident position, which doesn't require her to manage beds. So it's understandable that a resident like Fang Ziye needs to manage his bed first before he can do other things.

Fang Ziye checked the data again before standing up. He and Luo Tingzhu went to a corner and, while watching their senior brother and superiors enter the office one after another, asked, "Junior Sister Luo, haven't you finished your preliminary research?"

"Why do we need to do flow cytometry?"

Luo Tingzhu explained in a low voice, "Senior Brother Fang, I asked a senior sister I was close to when I was interning in internal medicine, and she shared some of her experimental procedures with me in the lab."

"The reagents and cell lines were all provided by my senior sister. I can familiarize myself with the operating procedures." Well, Fang Ziye hadn't seen Luo Tingzhu in the lab for a while. He had only heard that she was in the practice room, busy until very late every day. But now, she was using the internal medicine lab to conduct experiments in the orthopedics lab.

This moment caused Fang Ziye's mental defenses to relax slightly.

However, the current research topics under his mentor are not Fang Ziye's, but Professor Yuan Weihong's. Therefore, Fang Ziye still couldn't bring himself to say the words he was about to say: "Why don't you come to our group and help us with the experiments?"

"Okay, you make an appointment first, and after you finish the preliminary experiments, we'll complete the flow cytometry counting together."

Just then, Fang Ziye saw his teacher, disregarding his status, run into the office door, covering his buttocks.

Standing nearby, Nie Xuehua, whose seniority was on par with Yuan Weihong, joked, "Hey, what did Brother Wei do last night?"

Qin Geluo replied, "Brother Hua, Brother Wei was just kicked out of Teacher Deng's office."

"How so?" Nie Xuehua asked, even more curious.

“Currently, many people in the lab are having Hong Ge’s student Ziye perform the experimental operations. Professor Deng asked me about this, and he had asked me about it before as well.”

"I don't know what happened after that," Qin Geluo said, as if hinting at something.

"Brother Wei, are you getting a little too cocky?" Nie Xuehua suddenly realized, as if she had a very deep understanding of this guy's personality.

Yuan Weihong rubbed his bottom and said, "Go away, what are you floating around for?"

He then lowered his voice and said, "This is the office, so let's all save face for each other! Otherwise, it will be a lose-lose situation."

As Yuan Weihong spoke, he took a serious step and sat down in the chair.

Qin Geluo then said, "Brother Wei is very concerned about his image in front of his students; otherwise, he would be a top-notch veteran driver."

Yuan Weihong glared at Qin Geluo but did not offer any explanation.

After everything returned to normal.

As soon as the on-duty nurse and doctor finished their shift handover, Deng Yong, who was sitting in the main seat, said, "Today, I'm announcing something: from now on, Yuan Weihong will no longer be Fang Ziye's mentor, and I will officially take over Ziye's mentorship."

"Yuan Weihong can't supervise doctoral students, everyone should be a witness..."

Everyone was laughing, but Yuan Weihong was the only one with a long face, silently lowering his head and questioning his life.

Almost everyone in the department knew that Fang Ziye wanted to stay at the hospital to pursue his doctorate, and everyone was also aware that Yuan Weihong was not a doctoral supervisor. However, Professor Deng Yong's statement was somewhat disrespectful to Yuan Weihong.

However, the fact that Yuan Weihong's buttocks were bruised in the morning makes it easy to guess that Yuan Weihong said something he shouldn't have in Professor Deng Yong's office that morning.

Before the students arrived, Yuan Weihong was nicknamed "One Leaf of Beihai," which highlighted his carefree and unpredictable nature.

After the ward rounds.

Fang Ziye delegated the task of changing dressings and amending medical orders for the patients under his care to Jie Han and Lan Tianluo.

He secretly found Yuan Weihong, who was walking home from the inpatient department, and comforted him, saying, "Master, was Professor Deng joking this morning?"

"It's a joke, but it's not a joke either."

“You’ll have to go through this eventually. If Professor Deng doesn’t acknowledge you as his student in front of the whole department, then your doctoral studies are still uncertain,” Yuan Weihong said, making a startling statement.

Fang Ziye was stunned into silence.

Is this what you call floating?
(End of this chapter)