"So that's what happened." Su Mo was good at observation. He noticed her cold expression when she talked about Liang Lu. He knew what was going on and smiled: "...I thought you two knew each other."
He didn't mention what came next.
For example, he originally planned that if Qiao Nian knew Liang Lu, based on this relationship, Liang Lu could put them on the priority list for the projects that they hoped to fund, or even select them directly without any consideration!
But if the situation is reversed...
Su Mo didn't say anything, but in his mind he had already excluded Liang Lu's project from the projects he would fund this year.
Qiao Nian reads things very quickly. She can read ten lines at a glance. Those obscure professional terms don't seem to be a big deal to her. In a short while, she has read through most of the documents on the table.
After reading more than a dozen projects, she didn't see a good research topic.
Seeing that there was only one file left on the table, she frowned, her delicate face showing annoyance, and reached out to pick up the file.
On the white cover were written some large and flamboyant characters - Traumatic and Brain Injury.
"What is this?" Qiao Nian was quite interested, his voice a little hoarse.
All other documents were typeset and printed, but the one she was holding was purely handwritten.
Su Mo saw her pick it up and said hurriedly, "Ah, that file... Miss Qiao, you don't need to look at it. That was the file I originally asked my assistant to throw away. I don't know what happened. He might have forgotten to throw it away and it got mixed in."
"We previously stipulated that the projects submitted to us must be formal and legal, with professional research teams. We also required each team to print out a detailed project plan for us, so that we can understand the projects they want to study, their research directions and future prospects through the plan."
Su Mo was depressed when talking about this: "I don't know who submitted this document. It was all handwritten. There was no introduction about themselves and the team. They just gave us a research topic and only left their signature and contact information... Well, they also said that some drawings were not clear and accurate enough when made by computer, and that hand-drawn manuscripts were more intuitive."
Qiao Nian had already opened the document and read a few pages.
Compared to the research on minimally invasive cranial surgery she had just seen, this one in her hand was much more interesting and practical!
The author first throws out all of Western medicine’s arguments about brain injuries, then refutes them one by one, and then cites alternative treatment options from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine.
Well, it's a bit extreme.
But it can be seen that this person has his own insights in the field of traditional Chinese medicine surgery, and he wants to research and develop cranial surgery in traditional Chinese medicine surgery.
Qiao Nian tapped the paper with his fingers and fell into deep thought.
She thought for just a minute, then handed the document to Su Mo. She raised her head, her eyes dark and bright: "This is it!"
Su Mo took the document from her and showed an indescribable expression: "Um, Miss Qiao, are you sure we want to fund this project?"
"This is traditional Chinese medicine surgery... There is basically no such concept in China..."
Even if the research results are obtained, they will not be recognized at home or abroad!
Isn't that just throwing money into the fire
Qiao Nian was restrained in her wildness. She was wearing a black long-sleeved T-shirt today, which made her skin look even whiter and her neck look even longer. Her eyes were so dark that they were frightening. She looked at the hesitant Su Mo and said, "Just because there is no such concept in China doesn't mean it doesn't exist."
"I have read about the application of minimally invasive surgery in neurosurgery. Although it is in the same field, both are related to cranial surgery, her research is of little use."
"What do you think is the point of us spending hundreds of millions of dollars to let her research whether it is better to use a kitchen knife or a fruit knife to cut watermelons?"
(End of this chapter)