Chapter 599

From the time Fang Ziye started livestreaming until now, nearly half a month has passed!

From the acceptance of the first letter Fang Ziye submitted until now, ten days have elapsed.

During this period, quite a few professors in the sanatorium, as well as Director Song of the Logistics Support Department, successively received calls from various parties, the gist of which was inquiring about Fang Ziye.

After multiple inquiries all pointed to Fang Ziye, Old Dean Chen Song naturally could not turn a blind eye, so he sought out Fang Ziye alone for a talk.

At that time, Chen Song asked Fang Ziye what he wanted to do.

"Academic exchange!"

Fang Ziye's answer to Chen Song was formal: "Made a mistake, take the beating standing at attention, take the scolding and listen to the lecture."

"But that's not how you do an exchange, is it?" Chen Song didn't try to dissuade Fang Ziye either.

"Dean Chen, if the other party's research project has no logical loopholes, I'd want to find someone to exchange with but couldn't find an opening to make a move!"

"If the sanatorium isn't suitable for exchange, I'll go back to Zhongnan to exchange; if Zhongnan Hospital and Hubei Province can't exchange, I'll switch careers and go overseas to exchange! ~"

Recalling this scene, Fang Ziye didn't take Cheng Xiaofeng's visit seriously at all.

To tell the truth, Fang Ziye is very busy right now; this is merely one of the pastimes he amuses himself with amidst his busyness.

……

Animal laboratory.

"Ziye, over here! ~" Nie Mingxian was currently using the computer to communicate with someone online; amidst the exchange, he greeted Fang Ziye.

The other party is a certain professor from Huaxi Hospital's Vascular Surgery; the person currently exchanging with Fang Ziye is that patient with multiple hemangiomas whom Fang Ziye once "visited" at a certain sanatorium in Sichuan Province before the New Year.

This patient finally made up his mind in March this year to make a last-ditch effort, transferring from the sanatorium to Huaxi Hospital.

However, Professor Du of Huaxi Hospital's Vascular Surgery also had no clue on treating this patient; but when Professor Du questioned the patient's past medical history, he mentioned that Professor Fang Ziye had specially conducted a remote consultation on him.

Through this back and forth, Professor Du of Huaxi Hospital's Vascular Surgery actually managed to contact Fang Ziye.

"Brother Xian, you could actually just contact Professor Du directly on this case; if he hadn't been in that unreliable sanatorium before the New Year, I might have done the surgery then."

"Now with the microcirculation instrument's circulatory occlusion concept, I feel you guys could easily solve it even doing surgery with your feet! ~" Fang Ziye said with a laugh.

To do a good job, one must first sharpen one's tools!

If one says that Fang Ziye before the New Year went to Sichuan with a mindset of adventure, of "taking a gamble" to consult and operate as lead surgeon, then the current Fang Ziye's mindset toward this patient has completely changed.

The concept of breaking down the whole into parts applies not only to infection; it is a fundamental concept.

In principle, any disease type of the limbs can be handled using the concept of breaking down the whole into parts.

This is the meaning of research; this is the embodiment after theoretical thinking improves.

"Ziye, you're exaggerating a bit saying it like that?! ~"

"However, this is indeed a sub-project I plan to carry out, uniquely my own."

Nie Mingxian asked: "Ziye, you don't mind if I don't include your name, right?"

"You're one of the main creative team of the microcirculation instrument improvement, and you're carrying out a vascular surgery disease type; you ask if I mind or not?"

"Brother Nie, if I still have this kind of label in your heart, it proves my performance isn't outstanding enough yet! ~"

"If there are any difficulties, we can discuss together." Fang Ziye replied.

Nie Mingxian also really couldn't sit idle; amidst the project combining microcirculation instrument with chemotherapy, he also had to distract himself to go do something else.

Copying mechanically!

Seeing him eager to start more projects just from watching, Fang Ziye couldn't say much either; after all, Nie Mingxian indeed has this capability.

"Not really; mainly I also want to build a bit of foundation for myself, lest someone slap a 'pure slacker' label on me." Nie Mingxian laughed in a rather worldly-wise manner.

Very tactfully expressed his attitude of not being a "woof woof woof"!

Fang Ziye froze, tone turning slightly cold: "Where did such idle gossip come from? Is it from my fellow disciples?"

Fang Ziye's mood instantly turned a bit bad.

Even if such talk came from Jie Han and Lan, he would expel them!

Nie Mingxian's capability might be slightly inferior to Lan Tianluo's, but he is also one of the key members of the team's construction.

Someone wagging their tongue at this time is not conducive to the team's stability.

"Ziye, don't overthink it; I can handle these things myself."

"Such idle gossip naturally comes from the outside world; in our team internal, who do you think would dare say this?"

"Except Wu Xuanqi." Nie Mingxian complained a bit.

In Fang Ziye's current team, Liao Jia certainly wouldn't say such things; besides Lan Tianluo, Nie Mingxian can directly step forward and confront anyone else head-on.

Speaking purely of academics, Deng Yong is no exception either! ~

Respect your professional accomplishment, but this is the research field; you, Deng Yong, are also a junior with shallow knowledge!

Top-tier pure research big shots don't swagger in the clinical area; top-tier pure clinical big shots don't dare spout nonsense in the academic research world.

This is called self-awareness.

Those without this sense of boundaries, and who cannot straddle both boats, generally die miserably!

"Brother Nie, how about this: last time's microcirculation instrument improvement, I ranked first; this time the microcirculation instrument combined with chemotherapy project ranking, you take first, or you and my teacher share first." Fang Ziye spoke up.

"I said you don't need to worry about it! ~"

"Let's not talk about this anymore; Ziye, take another look at this film; what do you think is the best way to handle this intracranial hemangioma?" Nie Mingxian shifted the topic outward.

Nie Mingxian, stillness reaching the extreme gives rise to movement, so under Fang Ziye's recommendation, he resumed his old profession.

Although he didn't "carry out clinical" in the sanatorium, he did arrange consultation surgeries first……

After Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian finished discussing, Nie Mingxian then replied to Professor Du of Huaxi Hospital; the two conducted a further in-depth discussion on subsequent surgical details.

This is content within the specialty; Fang Ziye feels that with Nie Mingxian and Professor Du, they can definitely handle it.

Developing new medical devices, developing new treatment concepts, makes originally extremely thorny problems suddenly become clear.

Not only does one person feel the surgery is simple; many people will feel the surgery is simple.

The use of the microcirculation instrument has infinitely extended the time window for limb replantation surgery, and relying on this, Fang Ziye gains at least two thousand-plus knowledge points every day.

This is more knowledge point gain than the clinical application of the mangled extremity limb-salvage surgery he pioneered!

Because the microcirculation instrument is used, the technical threshold is not too high; the mangled extremity limb-salvage surgery has a higher technical threshold!

"Liao Ge, want to take a break?" Fang Ziye knocked on the door of the animal operation room where Liao Jia was and offered a greeting.

"Not resting now, finishing this batch first."

Liao Jia turned his head and complained, "I'm telling you, Ziye, your team's animal experiment operation skills are way too amateur!"

"Besides you, not a single person passes muster!"

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's face darkened.

A few days ago, Deng Yong had proposed sending people to help, to assist Liao Jia in building animal experiment models together.

As it turned out, a whole group of PhDs and Master's students from Teacher Deng's professor team, including Jie Han and Lan Tianluo, were all wiped out, and Liao Jia disliked them intensely!

"Liao Ge, actually your standards are just too high!" Fang Ziye felt that Lan Tianluo's animal models were usable enough, just not as precise as Liao Jia's.

"What do you mean standards are high?"

"High standards mean larger error tolerance, which better promotes the project's success rate; that's called rigor."

"I won't speak for others, but that Academic PhD of yours who's going to stay in the lab definitely needs to properly learn animal experiment operations."

"Too subpar, will only affect your future performance." Liao Jia finished speaking and turned away.

He was also expressing his own opinions and grievances.

Liao Jia also wanted to free himself from this kind of thankless task, but Fang Ziye was even more exhausted than him, with a heavier workload, so Liao Jia didn't dare imagine Fang Ziye helping out!

Nie Mingxian had been disliked by Liao Jia day after day to the point of no return, and temporarily didn't want to learn anymore.

After getting a cold reception, Fang Ziye simply walked away...

In the other two laboratories, Deng Yong sat in his office, drinking tea while reading a thick project planning document, pushing his glasses up as he scrutinized the contents.

Deng Yong has now also been arranged as Lab Director, so he has nothing else to do; aside from occasionally going to Enshi Central Hospital for a consultation surgery, most of his time is concentrated on research study.

Fang Ziye had him give an academic report; although Deng Yong didn't want to show his face deep down, he also had to prepare for the possibility that Fang Ziye might forcefully arrange it.

Everyone else was busily looking up data or culturing and propagating bone tumor cell lines.

This application of the microcirculation instrument in tumor chemotherapy appears to be about the relationship between bone tumors and the microcirculation instrument, but building different series of bone tumor animal models requires different bone tumor cell lines.

Osteosarcoma is only one type of bone tumor.

There are also synovial sarcoma, Ewing sarcoma, giant cell tumor of bone, and multiple other bone tumor cell lines; these all need to be purchased, cultured, and propagated...

Before they can serve as raw materials for building animal experiment models!

Only after the animal experiment models are built can the next step of animal experiments proceed; every step needs someone to do it.

Of course, Xiong Jinhuan, Li Yuanpei, and the others are still working on the osteosarcoma and HK2-related project pathway.

When Fang Ziye arrived, Deng Yong happened to look over.

He raised his left hand to check the time, then said, "Ziye, just got out of surgery?"

"If you're getting out of surgery this late, you should go back and rest early. The lab side, we can run internally just fine." Deng Yong's voice was gentle, even a bit heartache.

Fang Ziye knew Deng Yong's kindness toward him.

He spares no effort for Li Yuanpei and Wang Yuanqi, and for himself it would only be more, more heartache.

"Master, I came over to see if there's anything needing help; after all, it's nearly the end of March."

"Clinical disease admission is already on track; next month I'll also tighten the clinical projects and admitted disease types, and in April I'll only do diabetic foot." Fang Ziye sat down opposite Deng Yong and reported in detail.

Hearing this, the flesh mole on Deng Yong's chin twitched, his mouth corner twitching up and down, tone dry: "That's because you're Fang Ziye, you're my disciple; otherwise, if Duan Hong said this across from me, I'd have to scold him!"

"What do you mean 'in April just make a diabetic foot'?"

"Diabetic foot only appears missing this year's April, right?" Deng Yong said disgruntledly.

Fang Ziye's tone immediately became tactful: "Master, isn't this just chatting with you? You're my master, what would I be afraid of?"

"Not even afraid of bragging."

Teacher-student relationship can be said to be one of the more special relationships; emotional binding means many things that can't be said to outsiders can be said internally.

For example, when you're job hunting and want to take someone down, you might not dare tell fellow disciples, but telling your master, it most likely won't leak.

"How else can you brag?" Deng Yong asked curiously.

"Master, there's plenty to brag about; for instance, getting a Distinguished Youth before thirty-five, evaluating for a Changjiang Scholar..." Fang Ziye rattled it off.

Then he said: "Master, didn't you also say before that we should set our sights on the world? Look, our country has the Father of Hand Surgery, the Father of World Surgery..."

"Right?" Although Fang Ziye didn't state it explicitly, his bragging made Deng Yong's flesh mole nearly jump off!

Seems fine, but also seems like a huge problem!

Father of Hepatobiliary Surgery, Old Professor Wu.

Father of Hand Surgery, Old Professor Chen...

Father of Chinese Surgery, Old Professor Qiu Fazu...

"Simply asking for a beating!" Deng Yong laughed and scolded.

Then he replied cautiously, tone melancholy: "Ziye, Wu Xuanqi complained to me!"

"Sit down!"

Fang Ziye was stunned, then started to stand up.

"Don't forget my private relationship with Professor Duan; if I force him to say something, Wu Xuanqi wouldn't dare not speak." Deng Yong said.

"I just feel we should look forward, not look back."

"You're far more important than me, Master!"

"Let me put it this way: whether our Zhongnan Hospital Orthopedics can stand in the top five of the nationwide comprehensive strength ranking, for the next hundred years, depends on your generation."

"If even such a good opportunity can't push us up, then we can only hold the fort."

"So your safety matters far more than mine."

Deng Yong was advising Fang Ziye in his capacity as a teacher, and his tone was exceptionally cautious.

Fang Ziye took several deep breaths before replying, "Master, some things simply have to be done."

"Otherwise people will think you're a soft persimmon, and anyone can come squeeze you."

Deng Yong bluntly said, "But you mustn't do it like this!"

"What good comes from offending people? It's simply not worth it!"

Fang Ziye considered carefully, then replied, "Master, what you say has no benefit may not truly have no benefit!"

"It just can't be shown in the short term, but it will be extremely favorable for long-term development." Fang Ziye already had corresponding calculations in his heart.

Deng Yong felt the Ziye before him was becoming more and more a stranger, utterly different from that Fang Ziye at Zhongnan Hospital!

Because he could no longer fathom Fang Ziye's schemes and aims.

The two men's perspectives diverged again, only this time Fang Ziye's perspective was broader and higher than his, Deng Yong's.

"There really are benefits? You've considered it carefully yourself?" Deng Yong didn't understand; he was only asking about Fang Ziye's own choice.

A student is like a child; when grown, one must let go, otherwise the string held in hand will only make him fettered.

"Truly, Master, I've considered it extremely thoroughly."

"Doing this is very necessary — deep-rooted ills must be removed, and deep-rooted ills will remove themselves!" Fang Ziye said.

"Just like when I went after our research group's papers before — it's the same principle."

"If you want to step out of Zhongnan Hospital and face the nation, your own foundation must be solid and steady!"

"Likewise, if you want to step out of Eastern Han, you can't leave gaps either, to avoid having to spend time turning back to patch them up in the future." Fang Ziye's tone was quite cautious.

This broadened vision was opened for him by the sanatorium.

Or rather, it was Professor Gong Jiahe, who had already left the sanatorium, who opened it for Fang Ziye.

Old Dean Chen Song wanted to build Enshi Yangyuan into a comprehensive institution similar to 'Mayo'; then following the other's path, there is zero possibility of success.

One can only break and reorganize, and amid the chaos establish a new pathway.

Fang Ziye right now happens to have exactly this capability; to act on certain processes and methods of basic research is the best timing.

If he continues waiting, he will lose the first-mover advantage!

If a Level 6 skill is merely held for show, merely to save one or two special patients, that would be far too luxurious and wasteful.

It's simply not needed.

Put it this way: if Eastern Han's medical expenses are to become lower, so that many Eastern Han people won't fall back into poverty due to illness, the root lies in perfecting the medical insurance system.

The deeper logic is best served by the nation's economic construction.

But a more direct logic is that domestic medical devices can not only achieve self-sufficiency but also export heavily, and through tax revenue feed back into the system itself!

Only with more money, and money from within the system, can this step be achieved.

Another purpose is to give more diseases a place where they can be treated, and this too requires basic research...

"Master, I also don't know if I've become swollen-headed, or if my ambition has grown larger."

"I don't mind others understanding me that way; it's just that my current knowledge and learning compel me to do this." Fang Ziye replied in a low voice.

Deng Yong said, "What does that have to do with you writing letters to target people?"

Fang Ziye said, "Internally, I have you, Master, backing me; my fellow disciples — if I want them to do something, a single word from me can likely settle it."

"Externally, what am I, Fang Ziye? Master, you may also be a person of slight influence; what is Zhongnan Hospital?"

"Then what to do?"

"Go gift-giving in another way, find a spokesman to speak for me?"

"Say, an Academician like Professor Gu Yuandong? Or someone else?"

"Would their words necessarily carry weight?" Fang Ziye countered.

Of course, having spoken to this point, Fang Ziye shut the door. Then he walked back:

"They wouldn't work!"

"This kind of change at the level of fundamental ideology inevitably requires someone to pay the price, someone to prove it — this traditional pathway can no longer keep up with the current research era!"

"Whoever continues down it will capsize; only then will many people actively seek more rigorous fundamental methods!"

"Including but not limited to basic experimental methods!"

"It's like how amputation is currently the orthodox guideline treatment for mangled extremities in the country, but Master, you and I both know limb salvage surgery is better for the patient."

"Yet there are still those who don't know..."

"Clinical illness cannot wait, because waiting may mean death."

"Research can wait!"

"Decades, even a hundred years — they can all wait!" Fang Ziye's words rang with conviction.

This was also the first time Fang Ziye declared his thinking to Deng Yong.

This is no longer a simple matter of improving one or two techniques.

Deng Yong couldn't quite understand, but it didn't stop his face and mouth from trembling.

What Fang Ziye says now means either Fang Ziye has gone mad, or Fang Ziye will drive many, many people mad!

Fang Ziye continued, piercingly, taking another deep breath: "Master, don't think my thinking lacks a reference frame; in fact, our country's traditional medicine is in exactly this kind of awkward developmental phase!"

"Meridians cannot be proven true, yet TCM believes in the existence of meridians. There is Qi in the body!"

"But it cannot be expressed in modern medicine's terms. At least not currently, so TCM's current developmental bottleneck is extremely awkward."

"No one has a particularly good method either. Of course there are various other restrictions as well."

"Modern medicine's research is actually in such a period too."

"Almost all diseases now are thrown into culture dishes in the lab, the same way to prove metastasis, the same way to prove proliferation, and so on."

"This form may not necessarily reflect the truth!" Fang Ziye said.

Deng Yong listened in silence, staying silent all the way until Fang Ziye left; Deng Yong never tried to persuade him again.

The child has grown up; the path must be forged by him alone.

Fang Ziye's perspective was very high and far-reaching; Deng Yong dared not persuade him, only able to help as best he could — he didn't even dare say 'don't do this kind of thing for my sake,' lest he delay Fang Ziye.

Because, as long as Fang Ziye achieves even one part of what he just said, he can lead Zhongnan Hospital to the forefront nationwide!

One hundred percent!

Guaranteed a top spot.

……

"Ah?"

"Academician Zhang is looking for me?"

"Which Academician Zhang?" March 30th, Saturday, 10:00 AM.

Fang Ziye was still resting in bed!

Friday night, Fang Ziye stayed in the laboratory until 5:00 AM before returning to rest.

Fang Ziye reckoned Liao Jia and Nie Mingxian were both catching up on sleep; he alone was disturbed.

The internal competition beauty at his side had already left; only her fragrance lingered.

"Alright, Dean Chen, I only got back from the lab at 5:00 AM yesterday; let me freshen up a bit, otherwise I can't receive guests. Trouble you to pass the word — I'll need about half an hour."

"After all, today is the weekend!" Fang Ziye replied politely.

After hanging up, Fang Ziye took a deep breath.

What was coming has still come.

Xie Shulan's teacher, Professor Zhang Limin, Researcher, was elected as an Academician of the Eastern Han Academy of Sciences last November, together with Orthopedics Professor Tang Fupei!

Researcher and Director of Jingdu University Biomedical Frontier Innovation Center (BIOPIC), Researcher of Jingdu University Future Gene Diagnosis High-end Cutting-edge Innovation Center, Professor of Jingdu University School of Life Sciences, Senior Researcher of Peking University-Tsinghua Life Sciences Joint Center……

After a quick wash-up, Fang Ziye directly grabbed two slices of bread and a carton of milk to stave off hunger.

Then he tidied his attire and immediately left the sanatorium's villa area, heading straight across.

In the reception area, Dean Chen Song did not appear in person!

However, Professor Zheng Dahai, Research Group Leader Professor Pang Longshan, Molecular Oncology Research Group Professor Dou Kaigong, and Cardiovascular Disease Laboratory Professor Zhao Jing all arrived at the reception room, and were chatting very happily with Professor Zhang Limin.

This time, only two guests came: Professor Zhang Limin and a woman, who should be Xie Shulan.

After Fang Ziye entered, he first greeted familiar faces like Professor Pang, then bowed slightly with enthusiasm: "Hello Academician Zhang, I am Fang Ziye!"

"Truly sorry, I pulled an all-nighter yesterday, made you wait long."

"Hello Professor Xie!" Fang Ziye also shook hands with Xie Shulan enthusiastically.

Zhang Limin's complexion was a bit dark, long face, big nose, high forehead, regular features, full of heroic spirit, physique managed extremely well, gentle temperament.

He replied: "Professor Fang, sorry to have rashly disturbed you."

Xie Shulan's figure was also good, appearance beautiful, no special temper, voice rather delicate, quite generous, good upbringing, smiling in response: "Hello Professor Fang!"

Professor Zhang Limin might have told Professor Pang Longshan and the others about his matter in advance, so when they saw Fang Ziye arrive, they directly made excuses to leave.

"Professor Zhang, Professor Fang has arrived; we still have some things in our respective labs, how about we eat lunch together later?"

"Anyway, this handsome young Professor Fang, I'm handing him over to you!" Professor Pang Longshan stood up politely!

Although Zhang Limin is an Academician, Pang Longshan wasn't particularly intimidated.

They aren't on the same track; at most Zhang Limin's academic depth is greater, but not to the point of making him bow and scrape.

Electing Academicians requires a certain element of luck.

After everyone left, Zhang Limin directly touched his nose and said: "Professor Fang, have I offended you somewhere?"

Professor Zhang Limin served at US Genentech company starting bioinformatics research from 1998, successively serving as Postdoctoral Supervisor, Bioinformatics Department Director, Chief Bioinformatics Scientist; only joined Jingdu University in 2014.

Stayed abroad for a long period, so relatively straightforward.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye hurriedly shook his head: "Professor Zhang, your words are a bit heavy; this is our first meeting!"

"To be specifically named by Professor Zhang for guidance makes me both apprehensive and excited."

"Good thing it wasn't notified in advance, otherwise I feel I wouldn't have slept well for a long period recently."

Fang Ziye sat down together with Zhang Limin and Xie Shulan.

Xie Shulan then smiled and asked in a soft voice: "Then did I offend Professor Fang somewhere? I've only published a few articles total, and two of them were ment'd by you, Professor Fang; the current situation is a bit hard to clean up."

Fang Ziye himself knew very clearly what he had done.

Xie Shulan's published articles were from recent years, but the ments he wrote mainly targeted Xie Shulan's pre-graduation thesis.

Now, Professor Zhang Limin has just been elected Academician; if several articles are retracted immediately, it will trigger huge industry public opinion and attention.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye said: "That's not right?"

"Professor Xie, when I wrote ments and letters, I was livestreaming."

"I wasn't particularly paying attention to who the author was? How come you still have two papers I ment'd?"

"Ah?" Xie Shulan was stunned upon hearing this.

"Livestream? Professor Fang, what do you livestream?"

Fang Ziye said: "Livestream writing letters and ments, brushing up article count, also a pastime, mainly bringing some netizens to read literature."

"Occasionally if netizens comment some paper is interesting, I'd bring everyone to read it too."

"Could it be?" Fang Ziye's eyeballs kept rolling.

Professor Zhang Limin isn't the type of old professor who avoids young people's affairs; he naturally knows about livestreaming too!

But hearing such a damn coincidence, Professor Zhang Limin also had a massive headache: "Professor Fang, actually, that Lancet paper, our team can still barely handle."

"But that Cell ment opinion you raised later, that really gave us a huge difficult problem."

"Professor Fang has read our article, so he should know I mainly do gene sequencing..."

"I just didn't expect Professor Fang to also have considerable attainments in this area."

"I wonder if Professor Fang has any better solutions?"

Fang Ziye replied: "Professor Zhang, I'm really sorry about that! ~"

"However, these are just some views and opinions I offered after reading the article; if you ask me how to solve it, I haven't considered this aspect yet."

Zhang Limin: "......"

Then he looked at his student Xie Shulan beside him, feeling she was especially pitiful.

First, Fang Ziye's previous articles made her research project unable to be completed on schedule, and now she's applying for an extension.

Now it's even better—Fang Ziye has launched attacks on her two published articles.

And it's said the material was provided by netizens—

Isn't this exactly a natural enemy?

Of course, Professor Zhang Limin came to solve the problem: "Professor Fang, your pointed opinions are certainly good, but if we truly want to solve and respond to all these raised issues..."

"It's really quite troublesome! ~"

"I only came specially to seek true knowledge after reading Professor Fang's comments, knowing Professor Fang excels in this path! ~"

"I wonder if Professor Fang has any accumulation in this area?" Zhang Limin asked.

Zhang Limin naturally investigated Fang Ziye.

What he could learn was just the title of Fang Ziye's grant application: unique miRNA gene sequencing specific to osteosarcoma.

Those who can handle this must necessarily have invested and focused on gene sequencing.

"Professor Zhang, I'm really embarrassed!"

Fang Ziye touched the back of his head and said: "Actually I've done sequencing myself, and I have some difficult and complex cases in this area, so I thought I'd mention it, see if we can pool ideas..."

Zhang Limin: "......"

I hit you!

You can't solve it yourself, so you come to me looking for a solution?

"So what project is Professor Fang currently researching?" Zhang Limin suppressed the fire in his heart.

Let's do it together, let's think of a way to do it together, okay?

Zhang Limin's complexion was already somewhat dark, but when he left the Yangyuan, his face had turned dark to the extreme.

What solution? Fang Ziye is just the kind who only causes trouble without taking responsibility; Fang Ziye's track has never been here, everything was just a coincidence...

And Fang Ziye also gave more flaw points to that Cell article Professor Zhang Limin thought could solve the problem, in a relatively 'courteous' manner!

It's also the kind that can't be solved temporarily, but Fang Ziye said he won't write letter attacks anymore, but Professor Zhang Limin had better perfect the logic himself...

Purely killing without burying.

In the car, Zhang Limin asked: "Shulan, are you sure you haven't offended him?"

"No? Teacher." Xie Shulan's tone was extremely aggrieved.

(Chapter End)