Chapter 612

The surgery wasn't difficult; when Fang Ziye entered the operating room, Wu Xuanqi and Professor Fang Zhikuan were already proceeding in an orderly fashion to the middle of the operation.

Fang Ziye stepped through the operating room's automatic sensor pneumatic valve door and entered; everyone merely glanced toward the doorway and then continued the surgery.

Fang Ziye also did not scrub in, but after carefully observing the surgical progress for a moment, he began pacing around the operating table.

Only after seeing all the angles clearly did Fang Ziye stroll leisurely to the timing panel, found a steel stool, and sat down.

Throughout the process, the operating room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

After another half minute or so, hushed whispers finally rose from the operating table, followed by Professor Yan Huanan asking in a low voice: "No problem, right? Professor Fang."

His tone was cautious, as if undergoing an inspection.

Fang Ziye was currently opening his phone to sort through WeChat messages.

Nowadays, he had to deliberately set aside time every day to organize WeChat and email messages; hearing this, he looked up: "No problem, Professor Yan, I'm just taking a casual look."

"Professor Fang, you haven't said a word since you came in."

"I thought...?" Yan Huanan let out a long breath of relief, his tone becoming somewhat ingratiating.

Although Fang Ziye was young, his strength spoke for itself; he possessed both the identity and the capability of a Group Leader.

Fang Ziye remained silent because he was thinking about Professor Li Yongjun's matter, weighing whether he had the necessity to intervene.

Fang Ziye naturally could not have imagined that his own "easygoingness" would actually bring pressure to Yan Huanan and the others.

Perhaps his identity had changed; things he thought nothing of carried an entirely different meaning in others' eyes.

"Professor Yan, the surgery definitely won't have any problems; I'll slack off a bit and play on my phone for a while." Fang Ziye looked up, leaning back against the wall.

"Professor Fang, you rest~" Yan Huanan hurriedly nodded and immersed himself back into the surgical process.

Even if Fang Ziye were putting on airs, Yan Huanan felt it was justified.

Surgeries they could do, Fang Ziye could do better; surgeries they couldn't pull off, Fang Ziye could also do.

Ever since Fang Ziye came to the sanatorium, the Trauma Surgery Group had leaped to become the most awesome group in the Surgery Department; there were virtually no more terminal surgeries.

Several patients who were almost impossible to save had been dragged back from the brink by Fang Ziye's hands; this was Fang Ziye's capability and confidence.

First convince the crowd, and status and function naturally rise.

Even Yan Huanan feared Fang Ziye might find mistakes in their surgery and offer a few words of criticism.

Authority accumulated step by step convinces people far more than a position grabbed directly...

Fang Ziye bowed his head and began organizing various threads.

Two matters.

First, Zhongnan Hospital's regular PhD interviews begin on April 20!

This year at Zhongnan Hospital, no one could enter the examination sequence through special channels, so all PhD applicants had to go through the regular assessment and interview methods.

Fang Ziye was also a PhD supervisor, so on April 20 he also had to go back to participate in the interviews, at least to let the PhD candidates applying to him know their supervisor was still in the hospital.

The second matter was that Professor Zhang Limin, Xie Shulan's teacher, had sent an academic invitation letter.

On April 27, Professor Zhang Limin would preside over an academic conference on gene sequencing in Jingdu; the main attendees would be Jingdu practitioners, but nationally renowned experts would also be invited.

Professor Zhang Limin invited Fang Ziye to give a report at the academic conference and hoped Fang Ziye could cooperate by submitting a manuscript.

Professor Zhang Limin had personally traveled to Enshi twice; if Fang Ziye gave absolutely no reply, it would appear too cold and aloof.

This would also contradict his original intention of nudging the other party, so the manuscript submission still had to happen!

These were two comparatively important schedule arrangements, filling almost the next two weeks' itinerary.

Additionally, another important matter was that the Clinical Group's article on individualized prosthesis design would form a first draft; the manuscripts written by the two teams of Wu Xuanqi and Professor Fang Zhikuan had already been submitted to Fang Ziye's email for him to review on their behalf.

Fang Ziye and Professor Fang Zhikuan were co-corresponding authors; Lan Tianluo and Wu Xuanqi were co-first authors.

Yet another matter was that Zhang Lao's AI prosthesis had produced a first-generation immature prototype; Wu Xuanqi invited Fang Ziye to go to Han City together after May 1st for "acceptance inspection"!

This was just the Clinical Group's.

There were also other matters from the Research Group, for example Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia's collaborative research projects on the vascular models of osteosarcoma and synovial sarcoma had concluded and could now start writing papers.

Another example: Li Yuanpei, Senior Brother Dong Wenqiang and their experiments had collected a portion of data and still needed Fang Ziye to review it.

Then there was Fang Ziye's own basic research project, where Hu Qingyuan and his own research assistant Han Jingyi had encountered trouble again during the sequencing process and needed Fang Ziye to help resolve it!

Furthermore, Yuan Weihong's invited experimental collaborator Shen Tao's student also sent Fang Ziye a message saying Shen Tao would come to Enshi again in two days, asking if Fang Ziye had time...

Matters were extremely mixed up, basically with no clear arrangement points; it all depended on how Fang Ziye arranged them himself.

Besides these, manuscript solicitations and peer review requests from domestic water journals, domestic CSCD journal editorial departments, and some international SCI journal editorial departments piled up and occupied all remaining space.

Regarding becoming a journal editorial reviewer and manuscript solicitations, Fang Ziye currently gave no reply whatsoever; there truly was no spare time.

Once things calm down a bit, he could move in that direction.

For internationally renowned journals to accept normal submissions, there must be scholars with sufficiently deep knowledge and sufficient dedication to maintain order...

The second surgery, Fang Ziye scrubbed in, but it was equivalent to not scrubbing in.

Total femoral defect reconstruction surgery; Fang Ziye only operated on a part of the functional reconstruction, after which Wu Xuanqi took over and performed the rest of the entire surgery.

Fang Ziye watched from the side and discovered some clues.

After the surgery ended again, Fang Ziye asked: "Xuan Qi, your learning ability is so strong? How come I feel your operative technique is extremely similar to mine?"

Fang Ziye couldn't tell for a moment whether Wu Xuanqi's operative level was early Level 4 or peak Level 4, because he was replicating Fang Ziye's own operative process.

His own operative style, Fang Ziye was extremely familiar with.

Hearing this, Wu Xuanqi chuckled: "To learn surgery, one must always have something of one's own; my personal memory for operations is rather special and deep."

"After watching a few times, I can basically recall it." Wu Xuanqi didn't hide it either.

The name of genius certainly comes with a genius's special abilities.

A part of Fang Ziye's abilities would only be even more monstrous than his.

"You can remember the entire operative process?" Fang Ziye was stunned for a moment.

Previously, Luo Tingzhu had once discussed teaching-related matters with him; every person has different learning anchors.

For example, Jie Han's learning anchor is the Q&A format; for example, Lan Tianluo's learning anchor is the data stream.

When Yuan Weihong learns surgery, he needs to lay the groundwork in greater detail, tracing all the logic back to its source; afterward, his memory is comparatively profound.

Wu Xuanqi can directly memorize other people's operative procedures and techniques; this is a bit too BT.

But upon closer thought it also seems fine; Luo Tingzhu's learning anchor is also similar to Wu Xuanqi's — as long as someone dares to teach, she can learn it.

It seems I heard Tingzhu say herself that she has a rather special ability: after memorizing an operative procedure, she can also recall it in slow motion.

So, when Tingzhu took the college entrance exam, upon seeing a question she could slow-play the previous proof process of a similar question she had done before.

Remembering formulas and the like is completely no problem for her.

Especially Chinese and English……

Geniuses are always unreasonable.

Professor Fang Zhikuan, hearing this, also walked over and said enviously: "Professor Wu's talent is truly the source of surgeons' jealousy."

"From what Professor Wu himself says, as long as someone dares to teach, he can learn the skill to a level on par with his teacher in a very short time."

"Professor Yan and I have already verified this; only anatomy remains!" Fang Zhikuan rarely cracked a joke.

This seems to explain it: Wu Xuanqi previously only stayed at Zhongnan Hospital for half a year, yet became highly skilled at mangled extremity limb salvage surgery and functional reconstruction surgery.

Don't look at his few chances to go on stage; in reality he had long memorized all the procedures, went back and repeatedly researched them, and his strength improved extremely fast.

"Professor Fang, if compared to Professor Fang, isn't my ability just child's play?" Wu Xuanqi knows how to draw aggro.

Professor Fang Zhikuan nodded upon hearing this: "In private I've already dissected Professor Fang over eight hundred times! ~"

"Professor Fang, our Trauma Group has recently added some chronic osteomyelitis patients; do you think we can routinely admit them?"

"Four in total; if we're admitting them, we might as well just admit them all together……"

After Enshi Yangyuan expanded its referral network, a few more severe osteomyelitis patients appeared that everyone felt were right up their alley.

Other places dare not admit them, can't cure them; Fang Zhikuan felt they could perform microcirculation reconstruction a few more times.

"Admit them; we do it well here, we've done it well before; other places might not do it well — just treat it as data accumulation." Fang Ziye nodded.

"Oh, right, Professor Fang, Professor Yan, later all our Surgical Group professors will gather for a small meeting; I have a very important matter to convey."

"Can I just announce this news directly in the Surgical Group chat?"

"Time set for eight in the evening, at my house; at this time the other professors should all be off surgery." Fang Ziye hurriedly asked.

"Yes, Professor Fang!"

"Does the Yangyuan have another important task?" Hearing Fang Ziye put it that way, Fang Zhikuan immediately smiled.

He is a Chief Physician, so every time they need to recruit or poach people, he is present.

Conversely, previously Fang Ziye was not a Chief Physician, nor a Group Leader, so the Yangyuan did not assign Fang Ziye similar tasks.

"Ziye, then I'll head to the lab first…… this kind of task is for you leaders." Wu Xuanqi directly slipped away.

Although his tone was a bit sour, he also knew: not in one's position, not plan one's politics.

……

Fang Zhikuan is a professor at Kyoto 301, therefore he is relatively familiar with some professors in Kyoto.

"Group Leader Fang, I am not familiar with Professor Li Yongjun, but from what you say, Professor Li is Vascular Surgery; our Yangyuan has no professors familiar with his specialty."

"Wanting to understand Professor Li professionally is not easy."

"Different trades are like different mountains; could Dean Chen's meaning be? To give Professor Li a separate group?" Fang Zhikuan's tone was slightly bitter.

Same rank of professor, yet the gap in treatment between him and this Professor Li is quite large.

"Dean Chen does have this intention; we discussed it, and the possibility of attracting Professor Li through disease treatment aspects is minuscule."

"So we may need to find a breakthrough from the research side." Fang Ziye nodded lightly.

Fang Zhikuan also has to go to the lab today to check on his students.

"The difficulty of attracting a professor through research is even greater. Cross-specialty difficulty is greater still." Fang Zhikuan cautiously stroked his chin: "But Group Leader Fang, you might have that potential."

Fang Ziye said: "Professor Fang, you're forcibly propping me up; if the other party were an Orthopedics professor there might be a chance, but Vascular Surgery?"

Fang Ziye shook his head.

Professor Li Yongjun's interested research direction — Fang Ziye currently has zero interest in it.

ALS, an ultra-rare disease, and not even a disease within Orthopedics.

Fang Ziye would never waste time and energy on this for Li Yongjun.

"Maybe there's a chance but I can't be bothered to get entangled in trouble."

Walking to today, Fang Ziye increasingly discovers that bonds are marvelous; bonds are actually fate.

"Group Leader Fang, you indeed no longer need these merits; you yourself are a bug?" Fang Zhikuan said cheerfully.

"Oh, right, Group Leader Fang, my student asked me to pass a few words: saying he's extremely grateful for your guidance and help."

"If Group Leader Fang has time, would it be convenient to eat a simple meal together?"

"This time it's really just eating, the kind that doesn't cost brain cells."

Some time ago, both Fang Zhikuan and Yan Huanan sent their students to Fang Ziye, and Fang Ziye gave targeted guidance.

These guidances certainly couldn't make Yan Huanan and Fang Zhikuan take off, but as PhDs they felt they benefited enormously — at least they can publish several 7-8 point papers.

Such high-score papers are extremely advantageous for job hunting and future growth.

In their view, Fang Ziye counts as a benefactor.

"Good, then I'll come freeload." Fang Ziye said with a laugh……

After parting with Fang Zhikuan, Fang Ziye first went to his own students, then stationed himself in the Experimental Area!

……

Time flows like water; in a blink another seven days passed.

April 19, Friday.

At 4:47 PM, Fang Ziye walked side by side out of the clinical area with Professor Du Donglin of Hand Surgery, tilting his head to say, "Professor Du, for the standardized treatment of particularly severe diabetic foot, I feel our group doesn't need to rush for now."

"Currently, the diabetic foot limb salvage surgeries our group performs, although top-tier teams like Jishuitan Hospital and Peking Union Medical College Hospital can also operate, there are only a handful of such teams."

"Diabetic foot limb salvage surgery does not lie in aggressive advance; it can only be gradual, first getting the data done well."

Professor Du Donglin is a professor at Yucheng Military Medical University; although Yucheng Military Medical University's hand surgery strength is also very strong, compared to super-first-rate teams like Jishuitan and Huashan Hospitals, there is still a very large gap.

The preoperative accumulation of the two is different.

Professional refinement lies in first catching up, then surpassing.

Unless one takes an unconventional approach and establishes a separate school, otherwise it is difficult to directly cross-level promote.

Not every team has such opportunities, such chances like Fang Ziye, directly entering the field with the 'Microcirculation Instrument', catching even super-first-rate teams completely off guard.

On the contrary, as long as you can reach the level of such super-first-rate teams, even somewhat lower, you can gain relatively high recognition in the industry.

Du Donglin is currently buying into this direction, shaking his head as he speaks, voice hearty: "Group Leader Fang, I'm not anxious, our hand surgery group people aren't anxious either."

"One step at a time, walking steadily, only then does one feel confidence in their heart."

"Top famous hospitals like Huashan Hospital and Jishuitan Hospital have deep foundations; they may have many techniques not yet public but already in use internally, we can only approach bit by bit."

"Now being able to routinely successfully salvage limbs for some diabetic foot patients, everyone in our team is very excited."

"Group Leader Fang, not everyone only feels that only climbing an unfamiliar mountain peak and reaching the summit is happiness."

"Catching up to the domestic top tier, super-first-rate team level, this is also a kind of happiness, just this kind of happiness, you may not understand."

"Also no opportunity to experience it! ~" Fang Zhikuan has always been very steady, so his words are also more down-to-earth.

Having a mountain to climb, a path to walk, a goal to seek, is not necessarily not a kind of happiness.

Fang Ziye took a shortcut, a single step crossing such a process, causing Fang Ziye to ultimately lack this kind of happiness experience.

All manner of living beings.

Some people, wife and children on a heated kang, that is happiness.

Some people, eating meat once a week, that is happiness.

Still others, eating and dressing luxuriously every day, still cannot feel happiness, because they were born like this, they don't get the sense of well-being from eating well and dressing well.

"Professor Fang, then I'll leave first, I still have to go to Jingdu tonight, and tomorrow morning I have to return from Jingdu to Han City! ~" Fang Ziye shook hands with Professor Fang Zhikuan to say goodbye.

The two diverged in direction.

Luo Tingzhu has already gotten her driver's license, today she is sending Fang Ziye to the airport!

Fang Ziye's car rear already has three pendants hanging: "Internship", "Novice Female Driver", "Look Ahead Not Behind, Please Understand"!

"Senior Brother, departing!" After Fang Ziye got in the car, Luo Tingzhu eagerly fastened her seatbelt, both hands gripping the steering wheel.

"Okay, let's go..." After Fang Ziye sat steady, he said: "Don't be anxious, just like practicing driving, drive straight well, walk your own path, don't listen to others honking."

"If you really can't get through, or feel the road is too narrow, just use the divine trick I taught you."

"Brake, shift to gear, open the car window, stick your head out..." Fang Ziye spoke very seriously.

Luo Tingzhu's face slightly red: "Senior Brother, I'm not that bad."

Luo Tingzhu slowly drove the car out...

Only after ten-odd minutes, after Luo Tingzhu's navigation had deviated from the original direction five times, did Fang Ziye say: "Tingzhu, you turn on the double flash first, pull over and stop."

Everyone's strong points really aren't the same.

Luo Tingzhu can only focus on doing one thing; she looks at the traffic lights then can't look at navigation, looks at navigation then might not see the ground markings...

"Later call a substitute driver to go back, you alone absolutely must not drive."

"Or you directly take a taxi back, when I come back I'll drive the car back." Fang Ziye entered the airport, earnestly instructing.

Luo Tingzhu isn't stupid, but her talent in driving, can be said to have hit rock bottom.

Should have let Li Yuanpei send him!

"Senior Brother, sorry..." Luo Tingzhu somewhat self-reproachful.

"No matter, everyone's talented strengths differ, there are also some people who are directionally challenged." Fang Ziye smiled comforting.

Jingdu, downstairs of a certain laboratory building of Kyoto University.

"Dr. Zhou, your laboratory building really looks impressive, it looks magnificent at first glance." Fang Ziye walked in, clicking his tongue in wonder.

In Han City, Fang Ziye felt the company-affiliated laboratory he had visited could barely compare with here.

The company's laboratory's main purpose is profit.

The person receiving Fang Ziye is Professor Zhang Limin's doctoral student, Zhou Yuanqi; Zhou Yuanqi is tall and slender, nose bridge high, after seriously observing Fang Ziye again, curiously asked: "Professor Fang, your honorable age this year?"

"Nearly thirty. Should be a bit older than you." Fang Ziye stepped up the stairs, replying.

"Ah ha?" Zhou Yuanqi's steps paused, mouth agape in surprise enough to fit an egg.

She works in the laboratory, so her dress is relatively simple, tight jeans with a white shirt, looking simple and generous: "Professor Fang you're only thirty this year?"

"Under thirty? What month are you?" Zhou Yuanqi pursued.

"December 18." Fang Ziye smiled nodding.

After Zhou Yuanqi recovered from surprise, mouth opening and closing rapidly: "Professor Fang you're actually two months younger than me, I'm September 9."

After Zhou Yuanqi pressed the elevator, she then said: "Truly hard to believe, Professor Fang is actually the same age as me."

Zhou Yuanqi spoke with a bit of inferiority.

She, Kyoto University bachelor's master's doctorate, counts as the 'talented girl' in her own clan; when receiving the teacher's task, she thought Professor Fang Ziye might be a middle-aged person in their forties.

Seeing Fang Ziye, felt Fang Ziye might have a baby face, a thirty-five or six older youth.

"Then should I call you Miss Yuan or Miss Qi?" Fang Ziye smiled asking.

"You still call me Dr. Zhou or Zhou Yuanqi."

"Professor Fang indeed is the real top student." Zhou Yuanqi gave a thumbs up.

Fang Ziye hurriedly shook his head: "At Kyoto University, I wouldn't dare call myself a straight-A student; at most I'm a bookworm, someone who has put in the effort..."

After the two of them went up to the Nineteenth Floor together, Zhou Yuanqi then led Fang Ziye through twists and turns until they arrived at a laboratory doorway, and entered via facial recognition!

Zhou Yuanqi had just entered when a Junior Sister with a rather sweet appearance came to report: "Senior Sister Zhou, the teacher hasn't come over yet, Teacher Tan is already in the Conference Room!"

"Did you take Professor Fang to eat dinner?"

"Hello, Professor Fang." The girl was about 1.65 meters tall, a small mole on the tip of her nose, a clean face, skin full and ruddy.

Wearing straight bangs, dressed in a rather fresh and neat style.

"Professor Fang said he has already eaten." Zhou Yuanqi replied.

"Professor Fang, this is my Junior Sister, named Yuan Mei."

"Hello..." Fang Ziye extended his hand with a smile.

Yuan Mei stretched out her right hand a bit nervously, quickly saying: "Professor Fang, this way please..."

After arriving at the Conference Room, Fang Ziye finally saw the Teacher Tan they spoke of — the Deputy Director of the laboratory, also counted as one of the Persons in Charge team.

Tan Mengran is also a Chief Physician, a Professor, but his research direction is not limited to gene sequencing; rather it has marginal overlap with this direction, and he cooperates with Professor Zhang Limin — nowadays they are considered Partners.

Now Professor Zhang Limin is an Academician; Chief Physicians willing to cooperate with him number not one thousand, but several hundred at least.

Those able to be favored by Professor Zhang Limin and brought into the laboratory presumably have quite substantial resumes.

"Professor Fang, I've long heard of your great name; Professor Zhang has mentioned you to me many times." Tan Mengran extended his hand with a smile.

"Teacher Tan, hello. Fang Ziye from Zhongnan Hospital; presumptuous to disturb, please don't take offense, Teacher Tan." Fang Ziye said.

Zhang Limin invited him to give an academic report next weekend, but Fang Ziye visited in advance — this is the warm smoothing of relations.

Fang Ziye absolutely wouldn't dare put on airs with an Academician, thinking the other party should accommodate him.

On the contrary, he is the one who has a request of the other party, more or less.

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries and small talk, then Professor Zhang Limin hurriedly arrived, pushing open the door and asking: "Has Professor Fang arrived?"

"Professor Fang, you really came! ~"

"Welcome, welcome." Zhang Limin immediately shook hands with Fang Ziye.

After Zhang Limin arrived, Fang Ziye and the others formally sat down; accompanying Professor Zhang Limin was also an Associate Professor.

"Professor Fang, last time we talked about how in the tumor microenvironment, endothelial cells and stromal cells might be the effector cell types for colorectal cancer genetic susceptibility."

"Regarding this conjecture and its principle, I wonder if Professor Fang has any deeper insights, or even conjectures would do?" Zhang Limin asked directly, not beating around the bush.

When a research project reaches a profound level, who has unique ideas and who lacks capability and is just a hanger-on — a few sentences can more or less tell them apart.

Ideas and thinking, based on cognition, require not only extensive paper reading but also integration of the lines of thought from the papers read.

"Professor Zhang, in single-cell transcriptome analysis and gene sequencing, you are the expert; I have only dabbled slightly."

Fang Ziye spoke a polite sentence first, then continued: "The familial heritability of colorectal cancer is one of the more characteristic tumor heredities among tumors."

"Currently, regarding the genetic decoding of this phenomenon, we only know its phenomenon, not its essence."

"Even now, our medical level and cognition have no thorough conclusion on many cells inside the human body, only rough classifications."

"For example, endothelial cells, stromal cells, T cells, B cells, etc..."

"Similar to gene sequencing, if we can measure and locate new, rare endothelial cell subpopulations through measurement, and observe their relationship with genetic traits..."

"Professor Zhang, when I read your paper earlier, in your paper you once mentioned such a concept: that tumor heritability might be related to T cells."

"The partial gene correlation with whole-genome association in single-cell transcriptome currently also has no strict conclusion; if observed with my layman's thinking..."

Fang Ziye then unceremoniously slowly advanced his own line of thought.

As soon as Fang Ziye opened his mouth, Professor Tan Mengran sitting next to him and Associate Professor Hu Qizhong who came with Zhang Limin immediately looked at each other in astonishment.

Regardless of whether Professor Zhang Limin was praising Fang Ziye, or whether Fang Ziye had prepared too much in advance to curry favor with Professor Zhang Limin.

Just this knowledge reserve — the preoperative work done to meet Professor Zhang Limin — is no ordinary feat.

Heard that Fang Ziye is not a practitioner in gene sequencing, but a genuine Surgeon, yet still spent so much time on this — also worthy of Professor Zhang Limin looking at him with new respect.

"Gene sequencing and single-cell transcriptome analysis aim to reveal correlations of genetic traits, provide new directions for new targeted therapies, and conduct prevention of human tumor genetics — major significance."

"Treatment is more important than prevention."

"But prevention must also pay attention to correlation; so I have an immature suggestion: we may need to analyze single cells from existing colorectal resection patients in the clinic."

"They may not be tumor patients, but if we can reveal which cells this genetic information is ultimately related to, that might also be a good line of thought..."

Hearing this, Zhang Limin frowned tightly: "Not study tumor cells first, study normal cells first?"

Common sense for most people is: since it's tumor research, the object must surely be tumor cells first.

You study men, you can't start by studying women, right?

It's not absolutely impossible either!

"Professor Zhang, this is also an immature line of thought of mine; I still plan to share this line of thought at the academic conference later, but I myself am not sure."

"So I'm communicating with you, Professor Zhang, in advance, to avoid making a fool of myself later!" Fang Ziye replied cautiously.

"Can do! ~"

"This line of thought is very novel; scientific research requires seeking common ground while reserving differences — I think it's very good." Zhang Limin looked at Professor Tan Mengran beside him.

Tan Mengran at this moment had already discarded the factor of Professor Zhang Limin's praise of Fang Ziye, and was solely examining Fang Ziye's thinking and his theoretical structure.

Discarding the factor of Professor Zhang Limin's importance, Fang Ziye is also a scholar with relatively deep insights in gene sequencing and cell transcription.

Academic level worthy of respect.

"This is indeed an unconventional line of thought; previously we generally hadn't thought in this direction..." Tan Mengran said.

"So it shows Professor Fang's thinking is sharp."

"Even if it's trial and error, it's worth a try; the trial-and-error cost doesn't seem high either. Professor Fang, thank you." Zhang Limin slightly cupped his hands.

Sometimes, the person involved is confused while the bystander sees clearly.

From an outsider's perspective, Fang Ziye could instead provide fresh ideas, seeking common ground while reserving differences.

……

Several people very politely saw Fang Ziye out of the Laboratory Building; Professor Zhang Limin originally proposed to personally send Fang Ziye to the Hotel.

But Fang Ziye politely refused; he temporarily did not have such a big shot's status.

Letting an Academician personally send a Fang Ziye to the Hotel, how big is your face? Zhang Limin also did not exchange pleasantries and push back with Fang Ziye, and just had Associate Professor Hu Qizhong go send Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye then did not refuse.

After he himself was displaced, the guest follows the host; Professor Zhang Limin as the host, if he did not show anything, it would instead show he doesn't know how to conduct himself.

Zhang Limin turned his head and asked: "Professor Tan, how is it? The Professor Fang I told you about, his insight is not ordinary, right?"

Tan Mengran's eyelids drooped slightly, his gaze cautious; "At least he is a top-tier scholar within a single discipline, broad insight, deep accumulation, very extensive reading volume."

After Tan Mengran gave a very high evaluation, he sighed with emotion: "Only a pity he's not a local person!"

Zhang Limin smiled, turned back and replied with a meaningful sentence: "Don't overthink it Professor Tan, he still wants to call on me to follow him and do a Research Project together."

Tan Mengran instantly stumbled, nearly falling over.

Lips trembling slightly.

Does Fang Ziye ultimately have a big heart, to think of calling on an Academician to follow him and do a Research Project?

Crazy, right?

(Chapter End)