Chapter 582: Medical Outsider Madman! (Seeking Subscriptions)

"Then why didn't you tell Teacher Yuan about this? Do you know how worried Master and Teacher Yuan both were?" Li Yuanpei, having confirmed Fang Ziye's inhuman behavior, shifted the topic and pressed further.

At the same time, he raised his large beer mug, mainly because he felt a small cup wasn't satisfying enough.

In the dead of winter, gathered around a charcoal stove, covered with a heating blanket, eating steaming hot barbecue, drinking ice-cold beer — it had a unique flavor.

Fang Ziye glanced at Li Yuanpei indifferently, clinked glasses with him, and Xiong Jinhuan followed suit!

However, Xiong Jinhuan didn't speak, only trembling with shock deep inside at Fang Ziye's inhuman act.

A perfectly good lawyer arguing and battling in court — you go and change the underlying "laws" everyone is familiar with before the trial even starts, so how the hell can anyone fight you?

Actually, in terms of difficulty, the difficulty of changing laws might be even lower than what Fang Ziye did.

Every country's laws are fine-tuned every year, but the underlying logic recognized by the scientific community might not see a single optimization in decades.

Fang Ziye not only achieved it, but also happened to submit the paper correcting this fundamental logic to the editorial department where Wu Xuanqi had previously published.

The sword's edge pointed in a very obvious direction.

The three each took sips, large or small; Fang Ziye didn't answer directly: "Yuanpei, if when you were chasing a girlfriend, all your preliminary groundwork was already laid, right at the moment of confession. I said I'd already cleared the game for you — would you feel good about it?"

"How can that be the same?" Li Yuanpei felt it was bullshit without even hearing the details.

The girl he was chasing got persuaded by Fang Ziye to agree to be with him??? Good fellow, the green on his head was like an old tortoise.

"Isn't that settled then? Some things, more sense of participation gives us more sense of achievement."

"And this kind of participation, depending on the lines you've laid out, the mindset differs too. At the current progress, even if Master had part of his research projects taken by Wu Xuanqi."

"My Master still has many other paths, able to surround him with ease."

"Projects only set a direction, not a fixed direction." Fang Ziye replied.

How happy must Yuan Weihong be?

Right now he felt, no matter how much Wu Xuanqi jumped around finding people, it didn't matter, because Fang Ziye had already laid out the God's-eye view for him.

Wu Xuanqi and the others could at most occupy a few of the paths; what he did was fill up all the paths Wu Xuanqi hadn't walked.

Using this as a base, he could even occupy the high ground in osteosarcoma sugar metabolism and energy metabolism, making others dare not easily set foot there, turning it into his private preserve.

It would also become a sufficient ammunition depot firing toward titles like Distinguished Youth and Changjiang Scholar.

"The nature of these two things really is quite similar!"

"After all, sometimes when I face Lan Tianluo and Jie Han, I also have a sense of relative powerlessness." Fang Ziye projected from his own feelings.

Xiong Jinhuan, hearing this, felt Fang Ziye and Li Yuanpei had said enough, so he hurriedly asked: "Ziye, can the existing scratch assay and transwell chamber experiment really not represent tumor migration and invasion capabilities?"

This somewhat shattered his worldview.

Since Xiong Jinhuan entered the basic research field, all textbooks, all projects, all senior brothers told him that to prove a cell's migration and invasion capabilities, one relies on these two basic experiments.

Now Fang Ziye says these two experiments cannot represent migration and invasion capabilities, and might even show opposite results.

This is not only a challenge to existing basic concepts, but also a reorganization of his, Xiong Jinhuan's, research concepts.

The analogy is —

Internal fixation surgery for fractures, cannot treat fractures?

Antibiotics cannot kill bacteria.

Your son is destined to have half his genes not yours, but you discover the other half aren't yours either...

"Mm, yes, I went through rigorous deduction and found counterexamples."

"If described accurately, it shouldn't be called migration, but planar movement; not invasion, but vertical movement."

"True migration and invasion, these two experiments cannot objectively represent or positively infer! The conclusion could be the reverse."

"You seriously repeat the basic logic of the scratch assay and transwell chamber experiment once, and you should be able to discover this..." Fang Ziye replied.

Immediately after, Fang Ziye gathered the topic back: "So, Yuanpei, Jinhuan, your trip this time is purely to do the work; the speed of experimental progress is secondary!"

"Wake up early tomorrow, I'll take you to find a place."

Li Yuanpei said: "You really need to take us? Finding an agent can settle it quickly, do you take me and Jinhuan for kids?"

"Tomorrow you just do your own thing, don't you still have surgery?"

Xiong Jinhuan also shook his head: "Wei Ge's instructions can't all be followed either, Yuanpei and I can handle it."

Fang Ziye thought carefully, then nodded: "Alright then, tomorrow afternoon I'll come find you to meet up, then brief you on the current lab progress so you can take over quickly."

"I've already used Master's funds to purchase some instruments and put them in our cabinets; they're basically all there, you just need to restock when the time comes."

Arriving at a new lab environment, familiarizing with equipment areas, reagent storage, instrument locations — these are necessary tasks.

Though Hu Qingyuan could also show them, Hu Qingyuan's projects are independent of Xiong Jinhuan and the others'; best not to mix them, at least for now.

Fang Ziye's reassuring move was indeed effective!

With Fang Ziye's arrangements and backing, Xiong Jinhuan and Li Yuanpei consciously felt no need to panic, even feeling that Yuan Weihong's blind worrying was just Fang Ziye constantly providing him emotional value.

Otherwise, Yuan Weihong would have long been sidelined and retired in peace.

That night, Fang Ziye still received Luo Tingzhu's video call as promised, in the familiar shabby wooden hut.

Only electricity was connected.

"Haven't had anyone live here in a long time, the blankets smell strong, still Uncle sent new blankets and covers." Luo Tingzhu said.

"Hard work, you take Tianluo around to visit more relatives, especially those you think are worth inviting, you must call them." Fang Ziye replied.

Luo Tingzhu's grandma has passed away; actually organizing relatives and friends should be the parents' job.

But Luo Tingzhu's father hasn't been in the hometown for a long time; in recent years he barely returns, only going back during Qingming to worship ancestors, and has even less contact with hometown people than Luo Tingzhu.

So this kind of thing can only be left for Luo Tingzhu to decide; although Great Uncle can help invite, after all he's not her own father...

This kind of busywork, Fang Ziye can't help with either!

Distant relatives, if you never went when they had events, you suddenly invite them — in the rural hometown you'd be seen as an outsider!

"No problem Senior Brother. I can handle it myself." Luo Tingzhu smiled, nestled in the blanket, smiling radiantly.

"Remember to get up early tomorrow. Our custom is to rush early, not late. Even though it's already the first lunar month, I'm sure Grandpa and Grandma, and even Great-Grandpa and Great-Grandma, will forgive your special situation..." Fang Ziye became a bit long-winded.

……

February 19th, the ninth day of the first lunar month, Tuesday, also the second working day after the Spring Festival.

Fang Ziye arrived at the sanatorium's canteen in high spirits.

Yesterday was the first working day after the New Year; Fang Ziye "took leave" to get license plates for the car.

Fang Ziye turned his head and discovered that many "colleagues," after experiencing a Spring Festival long holiday, had not become spirited; on the contrary, they appeared quite fatigued.

Gu Yi also moved slowly to sit directly opposite Fang Ziye, bleary-eyed: "Ziye, you're back?"

"Elder Brother? Did you go for a foot massage last night? How come you look like this?" Fang Ziye asked.

Doctors are human too; during the New Year they also have to visit relatives, seven days of holiday, visiting relatives and rushing about, possibly even more tiring than working, fundamentally not seven days of rest.

But this is a sentiment unique to Eastern Han; going to pay New Year greetings after the New Year is also a kind of liveliness.

But today is Tuesday; yesterday work had already resumed. To be precise, Gu Yi should have rushed back to Enshi the day before yesterday.

"Last night, an emergency case came in; we spent most of the night on rescue."

"I happened to be on duty for Trauma Surgery; handled it from start to finish, and in the end still failed to rescue them." Gu Yi rolled his eyes.

The Trauma Group's patients from before the New Year had all left the sanatorium, and no patients were admitted.

However, during the New Year period, although there were no inpatients, the routine duty shifts for Gu Yi and the others were still scheduled, precisely to guard against sudden situations.

"Ah?"

"Isn't it that we don't accept emergency cases here?" Fang Ziye asked curiously.

Given the nature of the sanatorium, it does not provide general basic medical services; under normal circumstances, there is no such thing as an emergency department.

"A car accident occurred on the highway; Enshi's leaders probably wanted to reduce the mortality rate, so they pushed some critical patients over here."

"Under the emergency situation, Dean Chen agreed."

"Three came in, two went back." Gu Yi said.

"The two patients who had surgery, after successful rescue, were transferred away; the remaining one still needs family members to come claim him."

"Just don't know if there'll be a scene in the end! ~"

Fang Ziye said: "That shouldn't happen. Our sanatorium has such a good team and even we couldn't rescue them; sending them to Enshi Central Hospital or Min Da Hospital would be one hundred percent death."

"Just afraid the patient's family won't think so?"

Gu Yi was just about to reply—

Outside there seemed to be the sound of family members crying and making a scene: "What kind of place is this?"

"Why isn't my husband being sent to a proper hospital? How could he be transferred here?"

"What are you doing? Still want to kill someone?"

"Phone, give me back my phone, this is false imprisonment! ~"

Of course, the voices grew quieter and quieter, and very soon the sound of police sirens approached from far to near, and the family's clamor could no longer be heard.

By the time Fang Ziye finished eating, the sanatorium's entrance and courtyard had already returned to calm. At the entrance, a youth standing ramrod straight was still teasing another person: "Tsk tsk, you even got scratched. If the Company Commander finds out, he'll probably be angry enough to kick your butt swollen."

The other person touched the scratch marks on his face, sighed, and said indifferently: "Been back a while; lots of people watching here, so I held back the thought of earning merit."

Their standing guard here is of a sentry nature.

Ordinary people don't dare mess with them; those in the know dare even less!

If just now he had really made a move, he might even have been commended; but after all, a person's heart is still warm!

If the scene were different, this merit delivered to his door he might have accepted.

……

"Dean Chen acted out of kindness this time; will he end up in trouble?" Gu Yi asked with a face full of worry.

Inside the sanatorium, most admitted patients have no so-called medical disputes, because before transfer, informed consent talks and signatures were already settled.

Sudden emergency cases, however, are not included.

"This kind of thing, let the tall guy worry about it! ~"

"Did our group admit patients?" Fang Ziye asked.

Previously when Fang Ziye took leave, Professor Fang Zhikuan and Professor Du Donglin both communicated with Fang Ziye on WeChat.

Confirmed three patients!

Two from Trauma Surgery: one with half pelvic defect, one with single lower limb abduction deformity.

Hand Surgery admitted one functional reconstruction as a transitional case.

"That abduction deformity case came in, but this patient has some other underlying diseases; blood sugar is currently being regulated." Gu Yi quickly returned to his role.

Then hesitated to ask: "Professor Gong, really won't come back again?"

Fang Ziye glanced at Gu Yi and nodded: "Professor Gong has been promoted; naturally he won't come back."

Gu Yi said in a low voice: "Since I came to the sanatorium last year, it's always been Professor Gong leading the team. At that time Professor Yan hadn't arrived yet; Professor Fang Zhikuan arrived on the fifth day after I came."

"That time, our Trauma Surgery also had another Professor Cold..."

Team collaboration needs time to mesh; personnel changes too fast, and it makes others' minds restless.

This is also one of the reasons why many hospitals prefer to recruit their own students rather than students from other hospitals.

"Go do rounds first. After rounds, do preoperative arrangements where needed, and go to the lab where needed." Fang Ziye instructed.

……

When Fang Ziye arrived at the animal experiment zone in the lab, he himself was startled by the two people before him.

Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia, unshaven, were sprawled asleep in the lab fully clothed!

After Fang Ziye pushed open the door, the two only then slowly woke up, dazedly picking up the phones before them to check the time.

Like two ghosts just awakened.

Fang Ziye swallowed saliva: "What's going on with you guys?"

Nie Mingxian stood up cursing: "Liao Jia's gone crazy, perfectly good New Year and he drags me in here on the first day of the lunar new year, and we haven't really gone out since."

Nie Mingxian looked at Liao Jia: "Brother? Real big brother? Can I go back and shave, take a bath?"

Liao Jia heard this and also touched his own chin, stubble had already grown nearly one centimeter.

Just nodded: "I need to go back too."

Fang Ziye: "..."

You two are really something else.

Seeing Liao Jia nod, Nie Mingxian slipped away directly, while Liao Jia slowly packed his luggage.

Fang Ziye asked: "Liao Ge? How come you guys came to the laboratory so early?"

Liao Jia currently counts as an orphan. His parents also passed away early, just that compared to Nie Mingxian, Liao Jia was luckier in that before his parents died, they left him a substantial fortune, enough to support him living carefree for ten or twenty years.

After graduation, Liao Jia could also earn money himself, currently already financially free.

"Bored out of my mind outside, I asked Nie Mingxian and he was free too, so I drilled in here, and the experiment progressed quite smoothly!"

"We've already extracted the blood vessel model data for both synovial sarcoma and osteosarcoma."

"Been in Enshi for over a month, finally made some progress, so we struck while the iron was hot, stayed here processing data, analyzing models, currently already discussed... hand up start."

"My brain's not broken." Liao Jia slapped away Fang Ziye's palm.

If Fang Ziye was still the old Fang Ziye, he probably wouldn't understand Liao Jia's nerves, but having met Luo Tingzhu, he knew some geniuses have holiday syndrome.

With this thought, Fang Ziye decisively sent a message to his student Hu Qingyuan saying he'd come later.

"Liao Ge, want to go out for a walk? I'll take you for a drive?" Fang Ziye suggested.

Parents alive, life still has a place to come from.

Parents gone, life only has a road to return to.

Why can Liao Jia be so carefree and unrestrained, work when he wants, quit when he wants, it's because he can't find many bonds anymore!

Earns money relatively enough too, so became extra Buddhist-style attitude.

If he had parents, believe the two elders at home wouldn't allow him to act so willfully.

Carefree as it is, just that when others have family reunions, the feeling of being alone and cold, doesn't feel too good.

Luo Tingzhu once opened her heart to him, had a deep chat about this topic.

"Fang Ziye, you do your own thing, don't mind me." Liao Jia had already packed his backpack.

"I know a hot spring nearby, though not natural, but soaking in this weather is also very comfortable." Fang Ziye said, and called Nie Mingxian too.

Nie Mingxian heard and decisively agreed.

Spring Festival workday, hot spring pools almost empty, three people not quite booking the venue, but ten-odd pools, only eight people total, counts as half-booked.

Two people in the changing room shaved, changed clothes, got in the water holding coffee, just nestled like that.

Outside cold piercing bones, spring water warming skin, seemed energy drilling from pores into bodies, several people all narrowed their eyes.

"Liao Ge, really! I didn't quite understand Brother Nie's suggestion to find you a girlfriend before, now I really strongly recommend you go on a blind date or something."

"What I'm telling you is my own personal experience."

"Tingzhu's situation is different from yours, but the nature is pretty much the same!"

"Deep down inside, you're still too lonely, friends can accompany you in most situations, but might be absent when you need accompaniment most." Fang Ziye analyzed seriously.

Liao Jia also listened seriously, he naturally didn't avoid or get angry.

Just still gazed burning at Fang Ziye: "You sure you're not making up a story on purpose to comfort me?"

Fang Ziye immediately replied: "Click, you listen listen to the 'patient friend's' inner voice."

Fang Ziye then played a voice message Luo Tingzhu sent over enthusiastically.

Learning from Fang Ziye that current Professor Liao Jia and Luo Tingzhu originally "shared the same illness", Luo Tingzhu really enthusiastically and carefully analyzed.

"Professor Liao, if you often go alone to places you want to go, but don't dare show your face, then you must admit you're lonely."

"My situation isn't quite the same as yours, but I really can understand your mood."

"Seemingly seeing through prosperity, self-aware cold, actually yearning for prosperity and warmth..."

Nie Mingxian hearing this, as if found greatest spiritual support: "I told you long ago you lack a bed-warmer, you wouldn't listen to me."

"Now good, got yourself sub-health syndrome, you going to pick up girls now is a kind of treatment, it's me and Fang Ziye's medical order! ~"

"Know medical order right, must obey, otherwise endless future troubles! ~" Nie Mingxian joked without fear of making things big.

Liao Jia also nodded seriously, said: "Okay okay okay, I'll go on blind dates, I f*cking go on blind dates, is that not okay?"

"Don't tease me, I really, seriously will go look."

"But this kind of thing, still depends on fate, how about we change the topic?"

"Ziye, your matter, how planning to break the deadlock?"

"Want us to give you some guidance?" Liao Jia directly turned the topic to concrete problems, cunning as he is, knows how to precisely shift topics, and has follow-up content to chat about.

Nie Mingxian still added: "If you put even half that IQ into dealing with girls, you'd f*cking be a sea king! ~"

"Wouldn't be a stupid-cute single dog to this day!"

Liao Jia said: "Want to gossip about your ex-girlfriend together?"

"Nie Mingxian, mutually poking pain! ~ I'm receiving verbal attacks, you're receiving psychological harm, what do you have to fight me with?"

Liao Jia really one sentence directly shut Nie Mingxian up silent.

Can say that, Nie Mingxian really loved once, and that girl was really good too, Nie Mingxian also felt really couldn't bear to let go!

Has nothing to do with whether current Liu Guo is good or not, purely fate playing tricks.

Fang Ziye hurriedly turned the topic again: "My matter, already handled. Want to hear about it?"

Dealing with smart people really fries your brain!

If it were anyone else, Fang Ziye could still put on airs, but with a god-like figure, Fang Ziye only needs to output mindlessly!

But Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia, those two, their thoughts turn at flying speed; the slightest misstep might strike a nerve with either of them.

Therefore he must be cautious.

"Handled it this fast? Impossible, right?" Nie Mingxian spoke first.

Mutual harm is inadvisable, gossip stays in the middle, it is the material of mediation.

No matter how monstrously talented Fang Ziye is, he cannot possibly be monstrous to this degree.

"What's impossible about it? You guess, I handled it this efficiently, what method did I use?" Fang Ziye started playing coy.

Today we don't talk shop, just chat.

Liao Jia's sub-health condition must be corrected in time, otherwise, after Spring Festival there's Lantern Festival, after Lantern Festival there's Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn, Double Ninth...

Even at Qingming, when Liao Jia goes back to worship his parents, he might not be able to bear it.

This isn't that Liao Jia's mental fortitude isn't strong enough, but the two knives of familial affection and warmth, not many Eastern Han people can withstand them!

Fang Ziye then elaborated carefully and in detail!

"My submission is already complete, no revision needed; quite a few editors at the Editorial Department plan to invite me to become a review editor."

"After reading my past nominally-participated published articles, they probably also figured out my purpose." Fang Ziye said.

"The internet meme came true!" Liao Jia heard this and gasped sharply.

There's a very famous meme figure on the internet, a certain San the outlaw lawyer!

Other lawyers litigate based on the law; that certain San litigates by revising the law.

Although there are no specific case reports, this kind of thing has spread far.

Fang Ziye's move of cutting off the fuel under the cauldron will absolutely pull the rug out from under others painfully, especially painfully, excruciatingly painfully, the kind that leaves you speechless.

"No, Fang Ziye, how did you manage to shake something so foundational?" Liao Jia asked in astonishment.

Two people running a marathon together, one is frantically running toward the finish line, the other directly moves the finish line to under his own feet, and it's perfectly legal and reasonable...

This kind of real-life dimensionality reduction strike could possibly strike a proud person stupid!

Wu Xuanqi is no easy character.

Fang Ziye didn't answer, instead asking back: "Liao Ge, how did you manage to establish the mangled extremity animal experiment model in seven days?"

"To this day, I still find it inconceivable."

Fang Ziye isn't ordinary either; his animal basic experiment proficiency is Level 5, National Treasure Doctor level, in all of Eastern Han, there are barely a few who can compare.

Yet, the moment Liao Jia made a move, he directly left Fang Ziye baffled at the time!

Although different tracks, if you made Fang Ziye 1v1 Hu Qingyuan in LoL right now, Fang Ziye could also be struck stupid by Hu Qingyuan.

A counter-question is also an answer.

Don't ask; ask and it's talent.

Talent, if you speak of it it's bragging, if you don't you can only grasp it intuitively, it cannot be conveyed in words.

Fang Ziye's two great advantages are acknowledged by both Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia.

First, operation invincible.

Second, theory invincible!

At least at the level they understand, in a relatively invincible state.

What is theory for? It runs the basic logic, or overturns the basic logic, it establishes a new order.

Same as mathematics!

If the Mathematics Big Dad goes mad, physics, chemistry, all have to detour, computer science even more so!

"Simply inhuman!"

"Mingxian, if back then you hadn't left PUMCH, would you have become like Ziye? A brilliant pearl?" Liao Jia asked curiously.

Eastern Han is vast and resource-rich, geniuses are many.

Just Fang Ziye's current legendary resume, placed in today's medical circle, still doesn't count as the most, most, most dazzling!

If placed in the last few decades of history, at most it can only count as brilliant.

Whether physics or literature, there are always some existences that make you hate them till you grind your teeth, yet you have absolutely no solution against them!

In Eastern Han there are many such people, like Qian Lao, Yuan Lao, etc., distributed across all walks of life, forever becoming dazzling brilliant stars, never fading.

Because if their fame faded, one could say any person enjoying Eastern Han's peace and prosperity would be unable to shirk the blame!

"Impossible, impossible." Nie Mingxian shook his head and admitted defeat.

Then Nie Mingxian smiled: "But there's no need to compare like this; every team just needs one shot-caller!"

"Actually participating is a kind of fate, witnessing is a kind of blessing. Assisting is a kind of happiness."

"And, how far is our range right now?"

Nie Mingxian followed with a not-so-elegant analogy: "Say this pool is our province, the pool next door is Eastern Han."

"All pools combined is the whole world!"

"How far can you piss?"

"Can't you express it a bit more elegantly?" Liao Jia directly kicked Nie Mingxian.

Although this isn't wrong, the reasoning is colloquial, the expression is just too vulgar.

Modern medicine, foreign research still occupies the frontier; basically all conceivable drugs, instruments, test consumables, imaging consumables, etc., their source is still abroad.

Fang Ziye merely splashed a single spray in one tiny sub-project among these many, while the whole plane is a vast ocean.

But those who can stir up Fang Ziye's kind of spray are but a handful; many have already been buried by history.

In the present world, in the trauma surgery field, figures like Fang Ziye are not many!

They still deep-cultivate in their respective research fields; perhaps one day, silent until now, they will astonish with a single cry.

The track is just too wide, too broad!

"Fine, would it kill me to change?"

"Once the basics are broken through, we still need to find a substitute that can convert it into money; only then do we have the capital to compete globally in the medical circle!"

"Is that description acceptable?"

"Take the microcirculation instrument, for example — something that can facilitate others, something that can be put to direct use right away — only that has economic value."

"Not only can it drive domestic employment and tax revenue, it can also increase our Eastern Han medical field's core competitiveness, launch our own original innovation, head toward the future, head toward the world, to..." Nie Mingxian is a man who has read books.

In Enshi's hot springs, pointing the country is also fine.

The few people are not old in years; even if others heard, they would think these few people are youthfully arrogant.

Youth is good, of course!

"Ziye, from now on I won't call you Professor Fang anymore, I'll just change and call you Ziye! ~" Liao Jia's voice was serious and rigorous.

"I feel you, at the very least, can stir up a wave in the orthopedics field of surgical science, in this quagmire that other countries have already developed into rot, also able to reshape a brand-new track."

"At that time, we will be the frontrunners, and others will be the followers!"

"I believe you, because your theory and basic skills are good enough; this is a foreseeable thing."

People who truly understand research must both learn to let their imagination soar and be down-to-earth!

A path is not imagined into existence; it is walked step by step.

Finding a direction does not mean you can break through.

Finding a direction — as long as you're someone who understands research, you all know: if you develop a fully automatic surgical robot, you can directly perform a dimensionality reduction strike on a specialty!

But this is an impossible thing; clinical disease types change in a thousand ways, the surgical process cannot be uniform!

To make a robot move at will, you can only let it generate its own unique consciousness.

This is impossible, and may also be not allowed.

However, establishing a brand-new track, advancing from the existing situation — this is a feasible path.

Breaking the deadlock of traditional tumor treatment surgery, innovating the theoretical level of basic research fields, if we can establish Eastern Han's research standards, the track's prospect goes without saying.

This is very hard!

But once you walk in, it will inevitably be brilliant.

Fang Ziye's voice was very light: "I plan, mid-month this month, to go to Professor Duan's team, help them correct the current results and experiments."

Liao Jia and Nie Mingxian's necks each went crack.

The four words "shrimp kidney pig heart" jumped from their brains onto their faces!

(Chapter End)