"The operation was a success. But Mr. Li, this old man can no longer do high-intensity work. I heard that the old man is a scientist. At his age, he should spend his old age in peace." The tall foreign doctor took off his mask and stared at him. Seriously said to Li Zheng.
"Thank you very much, Dr. George." Li Zheng said sincerely.
In the 1980s, medical exchanges at home and abroad were poor, and PTCA technology was not introduced into China. After Li Zheng suggested that coronary angioplasty might be able to treat Meng Lao, Chen Anbang immediately asked foreign friends for information on PTCA technology. After confirming that this technology has been widely promoted in the United States, and the cure rate is very high, he excitedly told Li Zheng. Say thank you.
Li Zheng, a good man, did it to the end, and directly asked Kent to invite an American doctor. But for some reason, the news of his request for a doctor reached Liang Zhe's ears, so the people from Huaqing picked up from the airport in addition to the blond and blue-eyed American doctor, as well as this low-pressure Mr. Liang.
"Okay, I'm fine." Li Zheng walked to Liang Zhe's side, stretched out his right hand without expression, and tickled Liang Zhe's little thumb.
The expression on Liang Zhe's face froze, and the breath in his whole body softened at a speed visible to the naked eye. He grabbed Li Zheng's hand and put it in his pocket.
Then he replied in a low voice, "Yeah."
Zhao Depei, Chen Anbang and others were immersed in the joy of Meng Lao's successful operation, and did not notice their little movements.
"Anbang, the doctor also said that Meng Lao's body can't be tired any more, the laboratory has to work hard for you. After all, it is an international cooperation project, so pay attention!" Zhao Depei patted Chen Anbang on the shoulder and said.
Chen Anbang nodded solemnly.
"The results of the first phase of the project are about to come out, and Huaqing has completed 30% of the data analysis and interpretation. When the project paper is published, the teacher will be very happy."
"Okay, okay." Zhao Depei smiled. First, the donation from the laboratory made Huaqing show its face in the world, and then it was the international project cooperation. When the project results came out, Huaqing's international ranking will definitely be higher. One more step up.
Li Zheng's laboratory was also announced to be completed a month ago, and experimental equipment has also arrived one after another.
Compared with the opening ceremony of Li Zheng's laboratory, the opening ceremony this time was a bit crude. Li Zheng, Liang Zhe, Zhao Depei, and Chen Anbang gathered for a meal. On a temporary borrowed dining table, the "Ninth Biological Research Laboratory of Huaqing University", which later Huaqing students were most proud of, was established.
But what Li Zheng did not expect was that on the second day after the establishment of the laboratory, Liu Sichao appeared at the entrance of the ninth laboratory.
"Oh, don't look at me that way, Mr. Liang is still there." Liu Sichao said with a wicked smile.
He pushed the big bag and the small bag into the ninth laboratory, "Boss, I suddenly found out that I am also a patriotic youth, oh no, patriotic middle-aged, so I came back with repentance. But patriotism is patriotic, and our salary is calculated separately. "
He coughed dryly, "The prices here are low, and I won't take advantage of you. You can pay me according to Xiangjiang's salary level."
Hearing this, Li Zheng let out a low laugh.
Looking at Liu Sichao's expectant gaze, Li Zheng's eyes showed a hint of warmth.
"No." He paused, and when he saw Liu Si's getting anxious, he said slowly, "At least add a patriotic subsidy."
Liu Sichao smiled so much that his gums were exposed.
With the appearance of Liu Sichao, the framework of the ninth laboratory was quickly set up, and the next thing to do is to fill and perfect it. In a nutshell, it's recruiting.
Different from Li Zheng's laboratory, the ninth laboratory is a laboratory affiliated to the school, so the recruitment is mainly for graduate students and doctoral students.
"The Ninth Biological Research Laboratory is recruiting."
"The ninth laboratory? I haven't heard of it, it's newly opened?"
"It's Professor Li Zhengli. The laboratory donated by Roche is really huge. Even Professor Meng's laboratory is not as big as it is."
"You don't know, Professor Li has a Li Zheng laboratory named after himself in Xiangjiang, which ranked 18th in the global biological laboratory scientific research value list last month! If we perform well in the ninth laboratory , maybe you can enter Li Zheng's laboratory!"
The recruitment of the ninth laboratory is like a stone thrown into a calm lake, making the entire Tsinghua University become active all at once.
Recruitment is proceeding in an orderly manner. Liang Zhe was fed up with the separation of the two places. He stayed in Huajing for half a month, and the two slowly adapted to this slow-paced life.
Get up early to have a meal, jog twice around the villa, and then one enters the laboratory and the other enters the study for remote command. Then... Mr. Meng passed away.
When the news came, the cup in Li Zheng's hand suddenly fell to the ground, splashing water.
"Liang Zhe drove and took me to the hospital." His right hand clenched into a fist, trying to calm himself down.
When they arrived, there were already quite a few people standing in the corridor. In addition to Zhao Depei, Chen Anbang and others that Li Zheng knew, there were also many people Li Zheng knew but could not name.
Right now, Li Zheng didn't have the heart to pay tribute to the great man. He walked quickly to Chen Anbang and said in a deep voice, "What's going on, isn't it that the surgery was a success!"
Chen Anbang looked sad and angry, his eyes were red and his voice was hoarse, "It's not the reason for the surgery."
"The research results of the first phase of the project we cooperated with the University of Chicago have been published, but when the Chicago Biological Laboratory signed the name, the teacher's laboratory was listed in the column of the second author. Obviously, according to the proportion of project completion, our laboratory should be tied with the University of Chicago Biolab."
Li Zheng could see that Chen Anbang was so angry that his eyes almost dripped with blood.
"We fought! We protested! But they didn't take us seriously! What they're looking for is not a partner at all, but a fool who is willing to do trivial data analysis for them!"
"The teacher attaches great importance to this cooperation. We know that the teacher can't stand this kind of insult, so none of us dared to say it, but I didn't expect that the teacher still asked the nurse to buy a journal while on the hospital bed. I..."
Speaking of which, Chen Anbang burst into tears.
"Teacher..." Li Zheng called out unconsciously. Chen Anbang was immersed in grief and did not notice Li Zheng's "slip of the tongue".
In 1985, he did not change the fate of the great old man, perhaps, he even made the old man die more painfully.
In the last life, when Lao Meng left, he may have been regretful and reluctant to give up, but this time, he was carrying grief and pain.
Liang Zhe held Li Zheng's hand.
"'Extend the storage time of human transplant organs'?" Li Zheng's voice was cold.
Since his rebirth, he has always had a principle not to destroy the normal ecology of the scientific research community. Projects that others are already working on and have achieved certain results will not be done. Others will not make alternatives available in advance if others have just made projects that have not earned back the cost of the project results.
Because he knows that scientific research is a very time-consuming and painstaking project, and every scientific research result is the crystallization of countless people's efforts and time.
Just like the protection of drug patents by the international community, because the investment in drug research is too large, if there is not enough profit incentive, no company will be willing to take such a big risk.
If there is no patent protection for drugs, everyone can copy them, there will be no more innovative drugs in this world, and the history of human drugs will come to an end.
The same is true of scientific research projects. If you have worked hard for several years or even more than ten years, you turn around and others have already produced the results of the project, or you have finally achieved results, and you turn around and others have better products. A person's scientific life is almost devastating.
After all, a person's scientific research career is only forty or fifty years at most. How many times can this kind of blow be taken
But this time, Li Zheng had an impulse, a willful impulse.
"Professor Chen, do you plan to continue this project?" Li Zheng asked in a deep voice.
A sarcastic smile appeared on Chen Anbang's face, "The contract has been signed, what if you don't do it?"
"Then you don't mind, the ninth laboratory will have a friendly match with your laboratory." Li Zheng fiddled with the old-fashioned watch on his wrist.
Due to the longevity of the old-fashioned watch, the movement of the second hand slowed down, but Li Zheng still did not intend to take the watch off his wrist, and even preferred to prepare another watch in the laboratory for this purpose.
"What... what?" Chen Anbang said in a daze.
"I mean, the first project of the ninth laboratory has been established, which is to extend the storage time of human transplant organs."
The lighter was clearly extinguished in Li Zheng's hands, which represented its owner's uneasy mood right now.
Chen Anbang's mouth opened, closed, and opened, and was speechless for a long time.
After about two minutes, he said with difficulty: "Li Zheng, I envy your energy, but your scientific research career is precious. You are young, and I don't want you to take detours."
Li Zheng's eyebrows softened, "Teacher, just answer if I don't mind."
teacher? Chen Anbang was stunned, but he quickly realized that this was probably a habit of addressing Xiangjiang. He remembered that someone had mentioned that in the Xiangjiang workplace, many people would call their seniors teachers.
"Of course I don't mind." If it wasn't for the contract, he would have wanted to leave the stall, who would care if it had competitors.
Chen Anbang even thought to himself that if Li Zheng could really invent the technology to "extend the storage time of human transplant organs" before the University of Chicago Biological Laboratory, then he would probably be very happy.
Li Zheng's mouth curled into a smile, "I see, thank you, Professor Chen." After speaking, he took Liang Zhe and strode away.