Chapter 61: Yuan Weihong's Buttocks Blooming (Asking for Favorites, Asking for Follows)

Coming out of Yuan Weihong's home, the two little nervous ones turned into two little happy ones.

"Senior Brother Fang, did Master just mean we were too wasteful?" Jie Han couldn't quite believe it — Yuan Weihong's tone had been stern on the phone, yet when they left he not only encouraged them but also told the two to pay more attention to rest and to their health.

The gap between before and after was so great it was hard to imagine it came from the same person.

Jie Han hadn't spent much time with Yuan Weihong, and still couldn't fathom his joys and sorrows.

"Right, the jump was too severe, a bit disconnected."

"Originally, HK2 is just a key enzyme in the glycolysis process; what Master is currently researching is this enzyme's role in giant cell tumor of bone, and at the enzyme production stage there is still mRNA regulating it."

"And miRNA is a link that regulates the level of mRNA; going two layers deep is too much, the step spans a bit too far, not suitable for a school-level project application."

"You just need to find another substance linked to HK2 as the school-level project application; that depth is enough, you don't even need mRNA. I didn't have similar experience before, so I didn't dare apply." Fang Ziye explained to Jie Han.

Basic experiments — once you enter them, you'll find you've stepped into a quagmire, sunk deep and unable to extricate yourself, not of much use either, but there are many directions that can be advanced a little.

"Senior Brother, as long as the teacher doesn't scold us, that's good enough."

Jie Han patted his little belly and let out a long breath of relief: "To get the teacher's praise, Senior Brother, you're really awesome!"

Jie Han's tone was sincere, the praise heartfelt.

"Not bad, just borrowed a bit of the senior brothers' reagents and then skipped a step — actually quite dangerous too."

"The funding the teacher got before was a Youth Fund; now it's in the research stage, and before promotion to deputy chief physician he can only apply for general projects. The past two years have been busy with clinical work, not much time to manage the research side."

"Next year, who knows if there'll be a chance to make a push." Fang Ziye wasn't too sure either.

The direction was out, but whether funding could be secured was also a fifty-fifty question. Because everyone applying for general projects has a direction — it comes down to comparing each other's foundations.

And how much foundation Yuan Weihong has, Fang Ziye couldn't fully know.

……

Of course, using the preliminary research intended for Jie Han's school-level project application as the preliminary research for a general project application — that's impossible to tell outsiders.

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

Fang Ziye and Jie Han both shook their heads: "Nothing, Brother Luo."

"Good that there's nothing; otherwise I'd treat you to a meal — letting you get worked over by Teacher Yuan would be unhappy." Lan Tianluo was quite friendly, not a trace of sarcasm.

As they spoke, Luo Tingzhu also arrived at the department wearing a mask and white coat, walked a circle, then came over toward Fang Ziye.

Then she asked softly: "Senior Brother Fang, that flow cytometer operation — do you know it too?"

Fang Ziye happened to be logging the preoperative examination data for his assigned patients; hearing this he raised his head slightly: "Wait a moment, I still have two data points."

Fang Ziye scrolled the mouse's middle button with one hand, then put it down and started copying the D-dimer values and albumin data.

Luo Tingzhu waited patiently at the side.

She's a PhD, directly benchmarked against the chief resident, doesn't need to manage beds. So she could also understand that a resident physician like Fang Ziye needs to manage beds well first before doing other things.

Fang Ziye double-checked the data, then stood up, and the two of them went to the corner; while watching the senior brothers and superiors file into the office one after another, he asked back: "Junior Sister Luo, wasn't your preliminary research all done already?"

"Why do you still need to do flow counting?"

Luo Tingzhu explained in a low voice: "Senior Brother Fang, I asked a senior sister I got along with well during my internal medicine internship; she allocated part of her experimental operations for me to do in the lab."

"Reagents, cell lines, etc., were all provided by the senior sister. I can familiarize myself with the operational process."

Okay, Fang Ziye indeed hadn't seen Luo Tingzhu in the lab for a period of time; he'd only heard people say she was in the training room, busy until very late every day, but now she was using experimental steps borrowed from internal medicine to do work in the orthopedics lab.

This moment made Fang Ziye's inner defenses relax a tiny bit.

But currently the projects at Master's place aren't Fang Ziye's — they're all Teacher Yuan Weihong's — so Fang Ziye still couldn't say the words on the tip of his tongue: why don't you come to our group and help us do experiments together.

"Okay, when the time comes you arrange it first, finish all the preliminary experiments, then we'll do the flow counting together."

Right then, Fang Ziye saw at the office doorway his own teacher, disregarding his status, clutching his buttocks and running in.

Beside them, Nie Xue Hua, whose seniority was on par with Yuan Weihong, was even joking: "Yo, Wei Ge, what did you go do last night?"

Qin Geluo replied: "Brother Hua, Wei Ge was just kicked out of the office by Teacher Deng."

"How so?" Nie Xue Hua was even more curious.

"Currently a lot of people in the lab are having Hong Brother's student Ziye complete experimental operations; Professor Deng asked what's going on, asked me before too."

"The rest I don't know." Qin Geluo seemed to be hinting at something.

"Wei Ge, getting a bit full of yourself, huh?" Nie Xue Hua suddenly realized, as if he understood this old brother's personality very deeply.

Yuan Weihong rubbed his buttocks at this moment: "Go go go, what full of yourself."

Immediately lowering his voice: "This is in the office; at least let everyone save each other some face! Otherwise it's a mutually destructive situation."

Yuan Weihong spoke while striding properly toward the chair to sit down.

Qin Geluo said at this moment: "Wei Ge cares a lot about face in front of students; otherwise he's a top-tier veteran driver."

Yuan Weihong only glared at Qin Geluo and didn't argue.

Everything proceeded as usual.

After the on-duty nurse and duty doctor completed handover, Deng Yong sitting in the host seat spoke: "Today, I'll announce one thing — that from now on, Yuan Weihong is no longer Fang Ziye's supervisor; I formally take over the supervisor seat for Ziye."

"Yuan Weihong, he can't supervise PhD students anyway; everyone bear witness..."

Everyone was laughing; only Yuan Weihong alone wore a long face, silently lowering his head, suspecting life.

The matter of Fang Ziye staying in the hospital for a PhD — almost everyone in the department knew; that Yuan Weihong isn't a PhD supervisor — everyone also knew in their hearts; but Professor Deng Yong saying it like this was more or less not giving Yuan Weihong face.

But Yuan Weihong's buttocks blooming this morning — it wasn't hard to guess what improper words Yuan Weihong said in Professor Deng Yong's office this morning.

Yuan Weihong, before the students arrived, nickname North Sea One Leaf — prominent was a single unrestrained, main feature a single arrogant.

After ward rounds ended.

Fang Ziye handed over the dressing changes and medical order modifications for his assigned patients to Jie Han and Lan Tianluo.

Sneakily he found Yuan Weihong walking from the inpatient department toward the home direction and comforted: "Master, Professor Deng was joking this morning, right?"

"It was a joke, but also not a joke."

"In the end this is a hurdle that must be crossed; if Professor Deng doesn't acknowledge you as his student in front of the whole department, then your PhD matter is still not steady." Yuan Weihong spoke shocking words.

Fang Ziye was stunned on the spot.

This is called arrogant?

(Chapter End)