Chapter 118: Professor Hong's Astonishment (Asking for Subscriptions)

January 25th, Lunar December 23rd.

In the south, the twenty-fourth is mostly celebrated as the "Small New Year," but Fang Ziye's family was different; Fang Ziye was a Tujia person born and raised in the Tujia Miao Autonomous Prefecture.

Let alone the "Small New Year" being a day early, even the real New Year customs were celebrated every year on the twenty-ninth of Lunar December.

Therefore, at eleven in the morning, while resting in the laboratory, Fang Ziye ordered a single-portion takeout and then ran to the empty Walking Stairwell to call home.

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

This was a gesture of sincerity, not expensive, and Han City's duck necks were fairly famous, so Fang Ziye sent two packs each to his parents and his uncle's family.

His uncle's family had a nephew of Fang Ziye's who liked eating them; as for his own parents, they said they didn't want them when bringing them back, but thought they were alright when eating them, probably just trying to save money.

"Why do you need to mail food home? We can't even finish the chickens and ducks we raise ourselves! ~"

"It just so happens you can come home for the New Year this year to help us eat some," Mother said with a smile.

"Alright, I can finally go home for the New Year this year. Although I have to return on the First Day of Lunar New Year, at least I can come back to celebrate the year."

"By then I'll eat plenty; you and Dad, on this Small New Year, eat well yourselves today."

"I'm also planning to treat my Fellow Trainees to a Dinner Gathering tonight," Fang Ziye said, sitting on the ground with a Crash Pad under him, reporting.

"What are you going to eat out? Your dad and I bought half a jin of beef and are preparing to kill a Water Duck," Mother replied.

Water Duck is a dialect term, another name for Muscovy duck, corresponding to another kind of large Black Duck; back home they call the Black Duck a Dry Duck.

"Eat Hot Pot or Grilled Fish."

"Then you and Old Dad have a Whole Crab duck, that should be enough to eat? How is the family business lately? It must be busy near the New Year; take care of your health," Fang Ziye asked...

Mother said a lot, among which she emphasized several times to Fang Ziye that they had already prepared the Cured Pig Trotter, roasted for over a whole month, all made with firewood roasting, the taste was just right.

As for this, Fang Ziye could only feel quite helpless.

Troubling parents was indeed quite troublesome, and counted as a small Burden to the family, but it was okay, definitely not to the point of making the family struggle.

But still, Fang Ziye felt a little Guilt in his heart.

After all, he was twenty-six years old, almost twenty-seven, and thirty while standing was only three or four years away; he didn't have a particularly stable income and still had to rely on the family to some extent, so Fang Ziye's Mood was conflicted.

Naturally, filial piety is not in money, and grace is not in things.

Currently, whether on the side of his maternal grandparents or his Grandpa and Grandma's side, his parents could be said to stand straight with pride, running their own shop; whenever guests came, if willing to chat, both parents would laugh and talk about Fang Ziye's Achievement.

For people in a small town, a Master's Student degree was not the ceiling of education, but it was definitely a glory they could take out to show off to others.

Hanging up the phone and collecting his thoughts, Fang Ziye saw the takeout was almost there, so he returned to the Laboratory to wait.

Jie Han sent good news: "Senior Brother, Tian Luo's article was published, Zone 3, 6 points."

"Damn, this Mathematics Department person came to Clinical Medicine; doing Bioinformatics isn't that just a massacre?"

Jie Han sighed, using a Voice Message to express his shock.

Jie Han himself, his first published SCI Paper was a Zone 3 article; although it was an Original Article type, someone had Feeding it, but Lan Tianluo produced a Zone 2 article purely by his own Capability, truly awesome.

"There's no way; if Tian Luo doesn't want to make a living as our doctor, diving into Computer Science or Finance, an Annual Salary of a million or even several million isn't a Dream."

"With such mathematical talent, and self-studying computer language and Clinical Medicine, what do you think?" Fang Ziye's scalp felt slightly numb.

These two Fellow Trainees of his, one was more capable of causing trouble than the other.

Fang Ziye's talent in this aspect, standing with them, simply wasn't worth looking at.

Over three years, not a single proper SCI Paper was published; in the end, he almost could only graduate with cscd, saying it out would be embarrassing.

Naturally, the current Fang Ziye could easily take out one-tenth of his Achievement and publish a Zone 2 Original Article type article.

But there was no need; small mosquito articles were of little help to Fang Ziye, and Fang Ziye aimed at journals of at least fifteen points or more.

By then, even if it was just a Co-corresponding Author, it would be Awesome.

There was no way; Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong would definitely be Co-corresponding Authors, and then he and Yuan Weihong would be Co-first Authors.

Don't underestimate the Co-first Author of an article above fifteen points; its gold content was much higher than your three or four articles of four or five points.

As long as one was produced, even to put it without exaggeration, Fang Ziye's Hospital Retention pressure wasn't great; after all, articles of over ten points were generally sub-journals of the Four Major Journals.

If Fang Ziye Team made the data look a bit better and was accepted by a journal with an Impact Factor as high as over twenty points, then Fang Ziye would strike it rich.

No need for quantity advantage of articles; one PhD suppressing the whole College was no exaggeration; even over ninety percent or even a higher ratio of Ben Yuan had no one publishing articles in such high Impact Factor journals.

Because in front of Original Articles, any article other than Original Articles couldn't be said to have gold content.

"No matter how you say it, we both count as picking up a Leak."

"And this article, Master gave Tian Luo extra points, let Tian Luo be the corresponding author, me and you are Co-first Authors, Master only took Second Author! Sigh."

"Unexpectedly, Tian Luo just arrived and gave us such a big gift; Senior Brother, how do you think I should thank him?" Jie Han asked.

"Why not beat him up?" Fang Ziye teased.

In front of Jie Han Lan Tianluo, Fang Ziye was the older brother, two Little Brothers; that wasn't casually joking.

"I think it's okay," Jie Han imitated an Out-of-Province accent.

"When are you coming to the Laboratory?" Jie Han hadn't been able to leave Clinical Medicine for a while; first because of his Half-detached status, second possibly for other reasons.

"Senior Brother, don't rush first; my Experiment needs to be put aside for now; I recently entered a Top Expert's Research Project group; I need to mix out something."

"Master said I need to relax for a while," Jie Han was still selling a secret.

"Farewell! ~" Fang Ziye immediately clasped his hands.

They couldn't continue chatting that day.

Those whom Jie Han could call a Top Expert were at least at a higher level than Teacher Deng.

And Han City University had such academic Top Experts in every College; who knew which team Jie Han had mixed into?

I'm having such a hard time.

"No, Senior Brother."

"I want to tell you something," Jie Han hurriedly persuaded.

"Say it," Fang Ziye asked.

"Senior Sister Tingzhu cried, just 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 this matter; now Fang Ziye also had quite a few junior trainees serving as his eyes and ears.

Whether they were direct junior trainees or not, there were not a few junior trainees who were little fans hoping Fang Ziye would carry them to victory.

"I didn't just find out; I feel that, Senior Brother, why don't you ask her? Aren't you and Senior Sister Tingzhu usually quite close?" Jie Han still had some pity for the beauty, his tone hesitant.

"I asked, but it's hard to say, so don't press too hard. It's probably related to family or other matters; as long as it's not something involving outsiders or internal hospital affairs, we shouldn't interfere too much."

"Tingzhu hasn't come to the lab for a day or two; I heard she's still usually inside the Training Room. It should be nothing, right?" Fang Ziye had only heard rumors, but it wasn't appropriate for him to take the initiative to say anything.

What could be said?

Sending messages, the other party didn't reply much.

"Oh, never mind." Just as Fang Ziye said this, he discovered Luo Tingzhu had already come out of the elevator carrying a backpack and a snack pack, so he hurriedly lowered his voice and quickly hung up the phone.

Luo Tingzhu carried a packed boxed meal, swiped her fingerprint to enter, and while doing so brought Fang Ziye a small pack of snacks, saying: "Senior Brother, I didn't come to the lab yesterday; did you handle my cells for me? I also forgot to tell you."

"Mm, I froze a batch; these cell lines have been handled, they can't be wasted."

"Didn't encounter any difficulties? If there are problems, the senior brothers and junior trainees in our department can all help." Fang Ziye still asked one more question.

Luo Tingzhu shook her head: "Yesterday I felt a bit unwell; after coming out of the Training Room, I went back to the dormitory."

Fang Ziye also vaguely guessed it; after all, it had been nearly a month since Luo Tingzhu was last 'frozen.'

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

Fang Ziye then went out to get takeout; after getting the takeout, they sat side by side. Luo Tingzhu turned her head to glance at Fang Ziye and smiled slightly, somewhat reservedly.

The two quietly ate their dry meals, saying nothing more.

After a while, Luo Tingzhu said: "Senior Brother, the foreign lab I contacted has already replied to me; I should go abroad around May and won't return until May next year."

"Good news, congratulations."

"Which place's lab?" Fang Ziye asked further.

"The United States, not a very famous lab, just one of the backup plans; I still need to discuss it with my teacher before I can decide..."

"Did you contact it yourself?" Fang Ziye was a bit curious; he himself hadn't reached that step yet, and Fang Ziye wasn't sure whether he would go abroad in the second half of next year or take half a year off the year after to go abroad.

"Mm, I tried contacting it myself, but I still lacked some basic research, so I asked my teacher for help." Luo Tingzhu smiled and replied.

"Oh, then I'll ask you for advice when the time comes, but there's no rush; let's go do experiments first." Fang Ziye pointed toward the Cell Room, roughly meaning he had already reserved the corresponding operation bench for her.

What experiment Luo Tingzhu wanted to do, Fang Ziye knew very well in his heart.

Luo Tingzhu nodded, then rushed to the Cell Room first, and also discovered that Fang Ziye had more carefully prepared the corresponding instruments inside the Cell Operation Bench for blue light disinfection.

And the reagents her experiment required were also all prepared.

Luo Tingzhu checked and found one reagent was missing, but this wasn't because Fang Ziye didn't know; it was because these reagents couldn't be heat-treated.

And Fang Ziye went to another operation room.

The Cell Operation Room mostly performs operations such as cell culture, passage, freezing, and aliquoting; cells aliquoted from the Cell Operation Bench then go to other experimental operation rooms for operations such as WB or flow cytometer counting.

What Fang Ziye had to do today was WB group sets; there were two groups of cells, both needing processing.

Different cell lines are due to differences in cell line sources.

Different cell lines are different cell lines that have undergone different treatments, such as silencing, overexpression, or transfection, and are established as cell lines on the basis of cell lines.

Different cell groups have different intervention conditions; measures such as adding metformin to the culture medium are called a group.

After the reaction is complete, all cells in these cell groups are lysed, and total protein quantification or target protein quantification is performed; this is the WB group set for different treatment groups. The operation is very tedious, and there are quite a lot of them; Fang Ziye estimated he would spend the whole day on this...

Therefore, Fang Ziye, who was fully focused on the operation, had no idea that several people were standing behind him.

It wasn't that Fang Ziye didn't turn to see who was coming; rather, people often stood by his side—possibly junior trainees or senior brothers—so Fang Ziye had already gotten used to it.

He casually glanced and knew one of them was Qian Qiaofeng's junior trainee, currently only in his second year of master's studies, a professional master's student; after becoming proficient in clinical work, he had just entered the lab not long ago. Fang Ziye only felt he looked somewhat familiar and still couldn't recall his name.

But, until around 3:42 PM, when Luo Tingzhu, having finished her own experiment, came over to help, she poked his shoulder with her finger as she approached Fang Ziye, then said in a low voice: "Senior Brother, Professor Hong is also watching you nearby."

Fang Ziye was currently performing membrane transfer on cells; previously he had been preparing gels, because making his own gels was more economical and cheaper than buying ready-made ones.

So he didn't notice.

Hearing Luo Tingzhu's reminder, Fang Ziye turned his head back a certain angle; his expression was blocked by his mask, but his eyes flickered a few times.

Associate Professor Hong Zili's surprised expression and look had already subsided; he smiled and said: "Continue, I haven't seen anyone conduct experiments in such batches as you for a long time."

"Your workload is heavy; you don't need to mind me."

"During the experiment, it is as important as the time a lead surgeon spends operating in the operating room; you don't need to mind other people."

What Associate Professor Hong Zili said was that he hadn't seen it for a long time, not that he had never seen it. Incidentally, he also gave Fang Ziye some guidance.

Fang Ziye smiled openly; he couldn't pay too much attention to Associate Professor Hong Zili and get distracted.

After Associate Professor Hong Zili led a group away from the Operating Room, he turned and asked: "This Fang Ziye, how long has he been in the lab? Has it been half a year?"

"About three months plus a bit; perhaps he entered other labs before." Qian Qiaofeng replied.

His Senior Brother Duan and others were not around; he was currently the senior trainee among Associate Professor Hong Zili's students.

"Only three months plus a bit?" Associate Professor Hong Zili mused while leading Qian Qiaofeng back to his own office, letting the other two master's students go do their own things.

Associate Professor Hong Zili was secretly amazed.

Associate Professor Hong Zili saw Fang Ziye's extraordinary nature; Fang Ziye's current basic experiment operation ability vaguely showed a trend of surpassing his operation level.

Associate Professor Hong Zili's research level was very impressive, but Associate Professor Hong Zili belonged to the first batch of people who benefited from the booming development of Eastern Han's scientific research.

When Associate Professor Hong Zili was in university, it was still the early twenty-first century; at that time, looking across all of Eastern Han, there weren't many universities with laboratories, and even fewer people who could access basic experiments.

Therefore, as one of the first to eat the crab, Associate Professor Hong Zili was among the first to align with the international community; thus, he naturally received the Youth Fund, the National Natural Science Foundation, and even some major projects.

But actually, Associate Professor Hong Zili had rarely personally performed experiments himself since graduating.

And now, it had been nearly eleven years since he graduated!

During this time, he had many excellent master's and doctoral students to delegate to, letting them complete such things, rather than because Associate Professor Hong Zili's experimental operation ability was strong.

However, Associate Professor Hong Zili, among his peers, was among the most capable in experimental operation! It's just that later generations became increasingly competitive, and opportunities became more numerous, but it didn't affect his Jianghu status at all, nor did it affect his ability to personally perform any common clinical trial or basic experiment at any time.

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

Qian Qiaofeng shook his head: "Hard to say!"

"Doing things, his capability is absolutely no problem, but as a person, you can't tell; the only thing known is that he can endure!"

Qian Qiaofeng added: "Master, the endurance I speak of is not enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens, but being able to endure loneliness!"

"Until now, Fang Ziye's research workload is absolutely not less than my workload of a year and a half, but he has no paper output at all; he's holding back too much!"

Qian Qiaofeng said with a slightly blushing face.

Compared with Fang Ziye, I estimate that once I have a bit of data, I'd want to write a paper and publish it; once I store a bit of data, I'd impatiently want to figure out how to write this paper—who can resist the temptation of publishing articles?

After publishing an article, first is the scholarship, second is Outstanding Graduate Student, third is publishing an SCI, and the hospital directly gives research rewards; who can resist?

Anyone who tastes such sweetness becomes addicted and wishes there were data every day to write into articles, rushing to publish them.

But Fang Ziye seems different.

"He's someone who does big things; Teacher Deng's group has him, Xiao Dong, and Yuan Weihong and Luo Tingzhu—a few people—so our team isn't losing out too much!"

"Although Xiao Dong is nearing graduation, Xiao Fang and Luo Tingzhu are still young; afterwards they can definitely do many things within the team."

"Afterwards, you must help each other more."

"A single thread cannot make a line, a lone tree cannot make a forest; placed within the hospital, our team might be considered outstanding, but once outside Zhongnan Hospital?"

"What we represent and what Teacher Deng represents is not the slightest difference! ~" Associate Professor Hong Zili sighed.

This is already his third year applying for Outstanding Youth, but?

It's not that the university behind him isn't powerful, but rather, the medical teams from other universities are too powerful.

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