Chapter 596

March 15th is a Friday, and the 16th just happens to be a Saturday.

It's only 6:40, and Fang Ziye has already been woken up by Luo Tingzhu, who is full of fighting spirit, to go out for a jog.

6:40 is not a special time point for Fang Ziye, but it is the "get up" syndrome point that Luo Tingzhu has formed in Han City.

The Anesthesiology Department requires arrival at 7:30, and Luo Tingzhu's alarm clock has been set for 6:40, never changed.

Jogging, shower, breakfast!

After quickly completing the three-piece set of getting up, when Luo Tingzhu headed upstairs, he turned back with a slightly hesitant expression: "Senior Brother, do you really want to start a live stream to write a letter?"

"Why not just contact them privately?"

"This kind of thing offends people and is thankless! ~"

Luo Tingzhu is a bit worried.

Of course, he is also kind-hearted, because everyone doing research has it hard, and small mistakes in writing papers are understandable.

Luo Tingzhu has suffered himself, so he also respects others' efforts.

"Tingzhu, you go to the study first, I'm starting here." Fang Ziye waved with a smile.

Some things, everyone views from different angles, and the final experience will be completely different.

Essentially speaking, letters and ments submitted to the editorial department aim to perfect the rigor of scientific research, making research achievements more rounded and cautious!

It is one form of plugging gaps and making up for omissions!

The person involved is confused, the bystander sees clearly! ~

Since Fang Ziye had already made his decision, Luo Tingzhu didn't say more nonsense, and slowly walked upstairs, but only when he reached the second floor did Luo Tingzhu say: "Senior Brother, you also have to remember your own task! ~"

"Tomorrow night our small group still has to meet for a meeting."

"You still have clinical tasks yourself."

After reminding him, Luo Tingzhu directly entered the second-floor study that had been newly opened not long ago.

At the same time, Fang Ziye roughly debugged his computer and mobile phone equipment, and after debugging the "audio" and computer screen, he changed his live stream room title to: Associate Professor forced by research pressure, online brushing paper quantity ing……

This is a track that has never existed before.

At the same time, Fang Ziye directly sent a message to Wu Xuanqi, only three very simple words.

"Qi Ge, I'm live."

"get√" Wu Xuanqi had long been prepared.

"I've already followed you, entering now. I'll also be screen recording anytime, you watch your wording." Wu Xuanqi replied with a voice message.

"Nothing to watch, letters and ments aren't anonymous anyway."

"You just record the screen well." Fang Ziye replied.

Fang Ziye's net name is very simple, fangzy!

Previously he gave the account to Wu Xuanqi for a period of time, and Wu Xuanqi operated it for just over a week, quickly getting Fang Ziye one or two thousand fans!

The operation method was very simple, violently pasting screenshots of Fang Ziye's email manuscript acceptances, then putting some Dou+, and the fan count shot up.

Of course, just starting the stream, regardless of whether there are fans watching, the live stream room is empty.

The first paper Fang Ziye cuts into is his own paper.

On the left is the pdf reading literature, on the right is the word document.

The first thing Fang Ziye did was copy the format of another finished letter into a word document, then kept the first sentence and the last sentence.

wereadthearticlebymartinbendszusandcolleagueswithgreatinterest. (We read the article written by the Martin Bendszus team with great enthusiasm and interest.)

wedeclarenopetinginterests. (We declare no competing interests.)

This is a relatively standard opening and closing for a letter or ment.

At this time, there is still no one in the live stream room, but even if there are melon-eating masses, or someone asks questions, Fang Ziye won't pay attention in the short term! ~

After roughly reading the basic form of the letter, it can be summarized as follows: 1. We read this article with an attitude of seeking knowledge, because it can broaden our knowledge.

2. Affirm the research significance of this study by the paper's authors, which will provide us with what kind of new cognition or broaden our thinking.

3. In this article, there are some non-rigorous places; during our reading process, we have some doubts, which conflict with conclusions of other already published articles, the argumentation methods are somewhat inappropriate, the data processing results may have 'violence', and even calculation errors.

4. We hope the paper's authors can provide more data — welookforwardtoanyinsightsorclarificationstheauthorscanprovide.

Then find a few reference articles with strong credibility to argue one's own point and it can be submitted.

This kind of submission generally may sink like a stone.

The editorial department is very busy; if it's not pointing out relatively sharp problems, the editorial department will not accept it and publish it on the journal website.

A letter is a form of paper.

The first comment appeared in the live stream room with people coming and going: "Letter? It really is a big shot openly brushing papers?"

"Watching the spectacle." This is his second comment.

Brushing paper quantity can count as solidifying one's own research paper accumulation; not a few scholars, when free or reading literature, seeing errors in articles, will casually write one or two.

Can make the resume look better; what truly supports the thickness of one's resume are key papers.

Fang Ziye spoke in reply: "Mainly to learn a bit."

"If by chance I encounter a research big shot who gives me a few pointers, I might benefit endlessly! ~"

The comment section did not respond!

Roughly a minute later, the netizen with the nickname xxx who commented before came back: "Wo ri? A big shot like you still needs to brush papers??"

"Who offended you?"

Obviously, this netizen brushed past the works published in Fang Ziye's account.

Fang Ziye mainly shared congratulatory letters after his own paper submissions succeeded; this is a very eye-catching work.

Whether friends who understand the field or not, they would all more or less stay for a moment or two.

Then, the live stream prompted that someone entered the live stream room through following.

"So even research big shots have to churn out papers! ~ A small master's student here coming to watch and worship."

"Someone who published in medical JAMA also has to churn papers? Has medicine already become this internally competitive?"

Fang Ziye ignored them all, continuing to refine his own letter submission.

This first article targeted a previous paper by Jie Han as first author, with an impact factor of roughly eight points, also a not-small paper.

The arguments had experimental data support, but Jie Han isn't a god either; in the process of statistical data analysis, there were also minor flaws, so Fang Ziye twisted them out, and furthermore found an already published literature as a reference.

Indicating that this correct statistical result wasn't stipulated by Fang Ziye, but was a statistical form relatively recognized by the research community; Jie Han didn't pick the results well in the data statistics process.

Additionally, in the process of arguing the conclusion, the angle Jie Han selected was a bit too broad...

1......

2......

Fang Ziye wrote five points in total, then carefully examined them once more, found no typos, and right there in the live stream, before everyone's eyes, opened the magazine journal's submission backend!

"Hey! ~ Big shot, the stuff you're submitting, is it really something we can watch?"

"I came with a confused face, stayed confused, I feel I'll have to exit the live stream with a confused face too. Someone with a big dick say something, what is this about?"

"Looks a bit like the pages I usually browse, just this page is too serious."

Netizens are happy——

"Didn't they say, associate professor online churning papers, this is submitting to an SCI journal?"

"A letter is a format of SCI paper, maybe the host has promotion or other aspects requiring paper quantity, the host is demonstrating and teaching the process of churning papers to us."

"I watched from the start to now, only fifty minutes, the host seems to have completed a letter!"

"As expected, a letter is a divine artifact for churning paper quantity, just don't know if the editorial department will accept and publish on the website."

"Impact factor eight points, not bad either, counts as a presentable letter! ~"

Immediately after, another know-it-all popularized science a bit.

"The higher the SCI impact factor of a journal, the stronger the review rigor, the stronger the personal ability of authors who can submit; basically wanting to find insufficient points or error points in these articles is an extremely difficult thing."

"The host found 4 points in just dozens of minutes, the realm gap between the host and the article is a bit too suspiciously huge."

"This is a big shot killing in the novice village! ~ Equivalent to brushing kill data! ~~~"

"6666......"

"Awesome! ~" Some also started saying.

Finally, roughly at ten twenty.

The actor arrived.

Xiao Twist Qi: "Host host, do you dare to rush this article? Impact factor sixteen points."

Xiao Twist Qi immediately followed by copying out the article title.

"Ah? What meaning." Fang Ziye blanked for a moment.

"You look at whether this article can have a letter written for it?" Xiao Twist Qi said.

"Comments too noisy, I can't see clearly, why don't you DM me, send the article title and doi over! ~" Fang Ziye replied.

Wu Xuanqi, the old actor, directly sent the doi to Fang Ziye, Fang Ziye opened PubMed, then directly downloaded the literature.

No login needed!

The sanatorium's network can directly download online literature, there are other channels to pay download fees, permissions and resources wider than campus network!

"Let me look first, result not certain......" Fang Ziye smiled.

However, this article, previously was something Fang Ziye and Wu Xuanqi two people had agreed on, where the problems were, Fang Ziye saw at a glance.

Nothing else, experiencing Fang Ziye's matter, not only was Fang Ziye educated, Wu Xuanqi himself was also deeply warned, so he hoped Fang Ziye could help him solidify the team's already published articles.

Lest one day during their team members' critical promotion period it explodes!

This is called internal optimization, same as Fang Ziye personally wielding the knife toward his own team's articles!

Rejection also no matter, now the team doesn't lack these few articles.

Most likely supplementary materials, correcting and supplementing the original article conclusions, wasting some more time! ~

Gap-filling is a kind of leniency the research community gives to researchers.

"There's something to handle?"

"You not writing it yourself? If you don't write, I'll really write? Xiao Twist Qi netizen still there?" Fang Ziye pretended not to know the other party.

Xiao Twist Qi: "????"

"......"

Netizens: "????"

"????"

Question marks directly flooded the screen!

Fang Ziye also ignored these, again used forty-plus minutes, after livestreaming the second letter to completion, said: "Today stop here! ~"

"I have other tasks, everyone don't think about rewards, I'm just here to exchange learning with everyone, don't rely on this to earn money, so closed the reward function."

"See you next time! ~" Fang Ziye went offline at light speed.

Because time was already close to nine forty, ten o'clock Fang Ziye still had to go to the lab once, operate two experimental steps.

Nie Mingxian didn't have absolute operation confidence.

At one pm, Fang Ziye also had to prepare for next week's trauma and hand surgery two groups' planned admission of 'difficult miscellaneous cases' patients, so the schedule arrangement is quite full!

"Senior Brother, really? You livestreamed writing a letter?" Luo Tingzhu and Fang Ziye setting off toward the lab direction together, Luo Tingzhu organizing her snack pack while asking.

"Mm, definitely real! ~"

"At its peak, there were still thirty-something melon-eating onlookers in my livestream!"

"Excluding Big Brother Wu Xuanqi, there were still thirty-three people, so the gimmick wasn't small at all, and the livestream content received unanimous praise!"

Mainly because there really wasn't anything to spray about.

People who have done research all know that, in addition to work at their unit, they also need to read a large amount of literature, and in the process of reading literature, they discover shortcomings in the literature with their own powerful knowledge reserve.

Writing a letter or two for fun when inspiration strikes is a very normal thing.

And this kind of behavior has no sprayability.

"Senior Brother, have you already found some problems?" Luo Tingzhu asked rather directly.

"Mhm..." Fang Ziye nodded.

Luo Tingzhu then fell silent...

Around noon, Fang Ziye was interrupted in his experimental operation by a call from Professor Fang Zhikuan! ~

Nie Mingxian held the phone and said: "Professor Fang called three times in a row, is there something urgent on the clinical side?"

"You answer it! ~" Fang Ziye held his gloved hands together at his chest. Voice clear:

"Hello, Professor Fang."

"Professor Fang, that amputee patient from our group came back, and now he regrets it terribly! ~" Fang Zhikuan spoke.

Fang Ziye froze for a moment at those words, reading the additional meaning in the language: "Do the patient and family want to find trouble with us?"

"He gave up treatment himself! Back then, the family, in front of all of us, strongly expressed their stance demanding amputation, no more tossing about!"

"Signed as proof! ~"

The right to informed consent and the right to informed refusal are equally great!

Back then, Fang Ziye hadn't not persuaded him, giving the group an open surgery opportunity, but the patient and family both refused, strongly demanding amputation.

Doctors must of course respect the patient's wishes.

"There's that meaning, but it's more regret..."

By now, the patient's voice had come through, already cracking: "Professor Fang, I'm sorry, Professor Fang, I."

"I I I~" The man hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping.

Fang Ziye's voice was calm: "Big Brother, there's nothing to be sorry for, and nothing to regret."

"Life's choices, once made, don't regret them. Your symptoms are already resolved now." Fang Ziye soothed calmly.

Regarding his amputation, Fang Ziye also felt a bit of regret.

It's just that inspiration, this thing, needs a trigger point.

Before attending that emergency surgery Professor Qu Tangwei invited him to, Fang Ziye hadn't gained this kind of inspiration; it was impossible for a new treatment method to just pop out of nowhere.

"Professor Fang, I should've trusted you. So many people were cured by you. I should've trusted you..."

The life of someone with legs and without legs are completely different.

After hanging up, Nie Mingxian scratched his head, sighed, and said: "This might just be the f***ing shitty life."

"If it were me, my intestines would regret until they turn green! ~"

"Ziye, I heard this patient's situation is many times simpler than the current Hand Surgery patient, right?"

Fang Ziye nodded, re-entered the experimental area, and carefully continued the unfinished operation.

"Actually, at the time, even using the microcirculation instrument might not have been unable to have a treatment effect; it's just the patient didn't agree to my suggestion."

"Then I can only respect others' thoughts! ~" Fang Ziye said.

Respecting others is respecting oneself, including but not limited to respecting others' fates, putting down the 'savior complex'!

Fang Ziye didn't have absolute certainty!

Liao Jia then walked over from the adjacent operation room, and after asking about the situation, also felt quite moved.

But life has no regret medicine; life's key choices, once made, can never be reversed!

Time flew by, and it was weekend evening again!

After arranging each experimental team's tasks through group discussion, Fang Ziye headed from the laboratory toward the clinical area.

Research and clinical work equally important; the clinical medical care on the clinical side absolutely cannot be negligent!

Even though the Trauma Surgery and Hand Surgery Group teams have already infinitely approached a "mature body," as long as Fang Ziye is still in the Group Leader position, he must do it personally to avoid mistakes!

Of course, before heading to the clinical area, Fang Ziye also received a call from Master Deng Yong!

Deng Yong's clinical work was removed; he currently belongs to a "free agent." Yuan Weihong's schedule happens to be abroad, also a 'free agent'!

The two currently temporarily live in a hotel in Enshi.

Deng Yong said: "Ziye, about the academic report, I discussed with some old professors, and it's still handed to you to do."

"I just need to hang my name on it! ~"

"Currently, our Trauma Surgery Professor Li Guohua, Professor Xiong Zhizhang, Joint Surgery Professor Qi Wenshan, Professor Dong Wensheng, Bone Disease Department Old Professor Li Dongqing, have all already arrived in Enshi! ~"

"We're contacting the Academic Report Hall. You prepare the content. The academic report time, I discussed with Yuan Weihong, tentatively set for April 10th..."

"From now, there's already less than one month."

"I'm currently applying to the sanatorium to join as a research group member. Your teacher Yuan Weihong, in a few days, still has to go back! ~"

"So, this period, it's mainly you and me communicating." Deng Yong reported quickly.

An academic report is no joke!

Preparing one month in advance, time is already extremely, extremely tight. Even though Deng Yong has now stepped down from the clinical Ward Director position.

"Okay, Master. I'm currently on my way to the clinical group discussion, not very convenient." Fang Ziye spoke truthfully.

"Then you go be busy first."

"Come over tonight for a late-night snack, I'll call them all up first..." Deng Yong said.

"Mm, okay! ~" After Fang Ziye hung up the phone, he quickly rushed to the small group discussion meeting.

Right now, Fang Ziye has too many tasks that need to run in parallel, so every single matter must be clarified!

Fortunately, Li Yuanpei made further adjustments to Fang Ziye's participation level; otherwise, with the additional chaotic intrusion of a microcirculation instrument chemotherapy research project, Fang Ziye felt he simply couldn't handle it.

……

After Fang Ziye arrived, Wu Xuanqi and the others didn't get curious about what Fang Ziye did in the laboratory, but instead immediately began discussing the newly admitted patients.

Trauma Surgery was led by Wu Xuanqi: "Ziye, next week, our group mainly has three patients to admit."

"One is also osteomyelitis, but without systemic metastasis; this is simpler to treat than the Hand Surgery Group's."

"Another one is a bone defect."

"But the third one is a bit tricky; it's also a palliative care patient admitted from the sanatorium, forcibly admitted."

"What's the diagnosis?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Post-amputation phantom limb pain." Wu Xuanqi said.

"Huh???" Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye felt it was a bit fucked up.

Why admit a post-amputation phantom limb pain patient?

"The patient's name is Zhang Fugui! ~"

"Forced admission!" Wu Xuanqi emphasized this name.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's whole person froze.

To put it plainly, in all of Enshi City right now, if Old Zhang ranks second in fame, no one dares rank first; even Old Dean Chen Song can only stand aside!

Old Man Zhang Fugui is a Republic Medal recipient. (This has been magically altered here; please don't compare with reality!)

In '12, Old Zhang had an amputation due to chronic osteomyelitis infection.

There was also a news interview report...

His resume needs no other introduction to support it; this name alone is enough to make everyone present rise in solemn respect!

He is a true old-generation figure, a first-generation builder!

"Good! ~"

"Besides pain, are there any other problems?" Fang Ziye asked.

The sanatorium giving Old Zhang a courtyard to live in for ten years is also what the country owes him!

For several years after his own amputation, Old Zhang never uttered a single word.

If it weren't for Old Zhang's son helping him with the veteran census registration, these deeds would have remained forever shrouded in history.

His amputation was in '12!

Perhaps, if he had spoken up earlier, that final step could have been avoided, but he didn't!

He could be the "living war god" enshrined by all Eastern Han people, but he didn't choose to do so.

"Nothing found for the time being! ~" Wu Xuanqi said.

"Then let's discuss the other two patients! ~" Fang Ziye said.

Fang Zhikuan naturally had also heard of Old Zhang's name, and said with a smile: "This chronic osteomyelitis patient, I think the handling is still relatively simple!"

"Although in the outside world..."

……

After Fang Ziye finalized with the Hand Surgery people the two diabetic foot cases and one functional reconstruction surgery patient to admit next week, he went out to find his two teachers to report!

Master Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong sat together, chatting and laughing merrily, each with an Erlang leg crossed, quite having the air of pointing out the country's mountains and rivers.

After Fang Ziye arrived, both of them rather tacitly put down their Erlang legs.

"Ziye's here, take a look if there's anything else to add! ~" Deng Yong immediately enthusiastically greeted.

"No need, Master, this is enough to eat."

"Master, why didn't you go to the hotel I booked for you?" Fang Ziye asked with a smile.

Deng Yong came on Saturday; Yuan Weihong got off the flight and didn't even adjust to the time difference.

"The principle of proximity is fine, why spend so much money?"

"This time might be a long stay! ~"

"Making do is fine." Deng Yong explained with a smile.

He naturally knew Fang Ziye's good intentions, but Deng Yong isn't short of this bit of money either; it's just unnecessary to stay that luxuriously.

Yuan Weihong then said with a calm face: "Ziye, regarding the follow-up planning for this experiment, have you done it all?"

"If you need my help, just say so directly; but you already have experience hosting several large projects, so you probably don't need Master to worry."

"Master, task assignments are pretty much all done!"

"Basically everything is advancing very fast; anyway, wherever there's a need, if it can't be taken down, I'll go fill the gap! ~" Fang Ziye sat down beside Luo Tingzhu.

Li Yuanpei interjected with a smile: "Teacher Yuan, this pervert Ziye can not only change gender, but also change gender! ~"

"Go on, stop driving, your Junior Sister is still here! ~ Be serious." Deng Yong waved his hand to suppress Li Yuanpei's voice.

Immediately after, he still asked Fang Ziye in quite some detail about the current progress, whether manpower was needed to help, and what other places needed Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong to help handle!

Fang Ziye only had Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong find a few more cooperative teams.

Because there are too many sub-projects after the microcirculation instrument and chemotherapy, their team is about to be stretched to death; not eating is a waste, so they can only urgently arrange Orthopedics' other teams.

Try to digest internally as much as possible!

Orthopedics has so many sub-disease-type tumors; each one is a mouthful of fatty meat, dripping with oil...

Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong, the two of them, at this moment felt they had simply reached the peak of their lives!

This kind of super top-tier project, given away just like that.

The tone of that phone call to set up a meeting was as if he were going into battle.

He nearly just said straight out, "Are you coming or not? If you're coming, hurry up; if not, get the hell out..."

"Of course I'm coming!"

The three professors of the Bone Tumor specialty, along with some old professors from the past, wished they could all mobilize at once! ~

Even Professor Du Xinzhan shamelessly asked if there were any openings left!

At a time like this, there's no need to worry about face; if there's meat, eat it first! ~

Once this call was made, it basically confirmed that from now on, Deng Yong's team in Trauma Surgery would be the "Research Talker" of Zhongnan Hospital Orthopedics, holding the identity of Discipline Leader!

Even if they admit it, they still have to eat the meat! ~

After the call ended, Deng Yong's back, which had been bent for nearly half a month, finally straightened up.

Yuan Weihong's "North Sea One Leaf" — that kind of flirty talk came out endlessly.

He almost strode over with an arrogant eight-character gait and rolled over Yuan Weihong's familiar "friends" like a roller wheel! ~

For a moment, Fang Ziye actually couldn't tell who was the Administrative Director of Trauma Surgery — Yuan Weihong or Deng Yong!

Li Yuanpei's emotions didn't need soothing at all!

Although he doesn't participate, the Bone Disease Department gets its share of meat, and he, Li Yuanpei, can hold on until death with it!

"..."

This is exactly "one person attains the Dao, even the chickens and dogs ascend to heaven"!

Although those honors still require effort, almost no one dares to doubt its prospects! ~

And all of this was fought for by Fang Ziye, step by step.

From mangled extremity limb salvage surgery, to limb replantation surgery, to the application of the microcirculation instrument in chronic infection, to chemotherapy for bone tumors.

Every previous step was taken exceptionally steadily, so this most critical step — no one can get ahead of the Fang Ziye Team! ~

That night, Deng Yong sighed with emotion!

"The kid has grown up, so we have to respect his opinion! ~"

Deng Yong admitted that if Fang Ziye hadn't gone to Enshi Yangyuan, without that much funding support, locked up in Zhongnan Hospital, he couldn't have produced such a huge achievement!

Although this major achievement requires a month of preparation for the academic report before the thesis proposal defense, this achievement is enough to shock the entire orthopedics academic community!

Overturning the whole world's understanding of tumor treatment, overturning the new understanding of chemotherapy technology! ~

Monday, there were no surgeries scheduled!

So Fang Ziye still did a livestream! ~

In this livestream, Fang Ziye smiled and gave feedback on the previous letter submission reply he had written.

No surprise at all — Jie Han was given some trouble by Fang Ziye; he was privately messaged by the journal to add a few experiments or provide a rebuttal.

Jie Han knew it was Fang Ziye's doing, so he could only go do experiments and add data.

Similarly, Wu Xuanqi's team, the paper with Long Yuan as first author, also obediently "revised," ready to reply at any time.

Once a submitted letter is accepted by the editorial department and published in the journal, the original author must provide a response!

After getting this feedback!

Fang Ziye continued to write a letter, its spearhead aimed directly at his Big Brother Qin Geluo!

After demonstrating this once.

Fang Ziye then drew a lucky viewer in the comments as new material for writing a letter, and then livestreamed submitting the letter for the article that old actor Wu Xuanqi sent him!

After the livestream ended, Fang Ziye asked Wu Xuanqi for the livestream recording material, to be ready to respond at any time!

If nothing unexpected happens, he might get feedback and a reply very soon! ~

And such feedback and reply will be a hard battle, and this hard battle was started by Fang Ziye first! ~

March 25th, the last Monday of March!

Jingdu, inside a certain villa.

"Lanlan, why are you eating so little? Has work been too busy lately? Too much pressure?"

"It seems the matter of your research project completion has found a solution channel?" The old man asked his granddaughter with concern.

It is currently noon; the girl's parents are still at work, and she came home to accompany Grandpa and Grandma for a meal.

Xie Shulan is the girl's name; Lanlan is just her childhood nickname.

She forced a smile, raised her head, and said: "Grandpa, you don't need to worry about me. I've grown up; I can manage my emotions well."

"Recently, some projects I did before were written a letter!" Xie Shulan said.

"What does that mean?"

"A letter means the other party discovered flaws in our papers and projects, so they sent it to the editorial department..." Xie Shulan complained.

Then she forced her spirits up: "But it's fine; our project team can handle it."

"Who is it?" The old man, hearing this, instinctively got a bit angry.

"Any scholar in the world can write a letter? But the other party seems to be a domestic scholar; I don't know specifically who."

"Surnamed Fang, from Han City University! ~" Xie Shulan has always been obsessed with research and her own work, so she doesn't know what her grandpa has done.

The family protects her very well.

"Should have good knowledge." Xie Shulan still reluctantly praised a bit.

Xie Shulan's grandma said: "Someone who can find the insufficiencies in Lanlan's project must be an especially excellent senior."

The old man's eyes, however, dimmed slightly; he merely paused his chopsticks for a moment, then continued eating!

(Chapter End)