From small clinic to medical empire

Chapter 41 The Role of Intelligence

At [-]:[-], the conference opened on time.

The deputy mayor of Shanghai, who is in charge of science, education, culture and health, first spoke as the host.

Next, Ms. Lin Xueying, the rotating chairman of this year's conference, a famous geneticist in Hunan Province and an academician of the Huaxia Academy of Engineering, gave an opening speech.

The other people sitting on the rostrum are also big shots from all sides.

According to the practice of holding academic conferences in our country, there are two white skins standing there like mascots.

One is a senior consultant of UCLA Medical Center in the United States, and the other is the director of the Department of Medicine of Kiel University in Germany.

Relatively speaking, the two experts Zhao Shihua and Zhou Housheng are not outstanding here. As one of the many honorary chairmen of the conference, they sit on the side of the rostrum.

They occasionally whispered a few words, but most of the time they sat upright.

After a set of routine procedures is completed, it is time for the highlight of this year's conference, where various disciplines exchange new discoveries and achievements in the past year.

The first session was performed by Ms. Lin Xueying's proud student, Professor Li Chunhong.

Professor Li's team made a major breakthrough last year in research on the susceptibility of a certain haplogroup to nasopharyngeal cancer in Guangfu. They deciphered the susceptibility sites of related diseases on the genome and provided information for the development of targeted gene vaccines. ideas.

Looking at the demonstration of genetic maps and pathology reports on the slides, applause continued from the audience.

But at the end, the applause gradually became polite and sparse.

No way, this kind of basic research is like this. Even as a medical worker, if you don't do research in your profession, you will inevitably be confused by this huge and complicated data.

Yang Tingting is in such a state now.

According to the relevant experimental data, Mehta analyzed it. At the beginning, she tried her best to pretend that I understood it, nodding thoughtfully while writing and drawing in her notebook.

But later, Yang Tingting gave up and started to let go of her thoughts.

Simply put, it is a daze.

At this time, she found that Zhang Zifan who was beside her was listening with great interest. She couldn't help but poked him with a pen and asked, "Senior brother, do you understand? Professor Li's speech is so boring... even Mandarin in Hunan is difficult to understand! "

Professor Li is over 50 years old this year, and has been engaged in basic research all his life. Naturally, he is not a master of speech and has a very strong accent.

Zhang Zifan was stunned. He really didn't find anything obscure. He kept following Professor Li's lectures in his mind, like a little fish swimming in the ocean of knowledge and benefited a lot.

After thinking about it, Zhang Zifan felt that it was probably because of the intelligence bonus he had received when Yang Tingting's wisdom teeth were pulled out.

I didn't find this useful before, but now it seems that I'm afraid it has improved my comprehension and thinking speed.

Zhang Zifan said in a low voice: "Professor Li's lectures are a bit boring, but they are all dry goods and very useful. Some of them are closely related to your pediatrics. I will summarize them for you later!"

Yang Tingting covered her face, feeling that her IQ was despised.

But he seemed unable to fight back.

This guy is going to be on stage soon, giving lectures like those big professors!
Thinking of this, Yang Tingting actually felt a sense of honor!

I don't understand what's wrong?
Although I don't understand, I am the junior sister of one of the experts!

And he will help me make a summary!

Yang Tingting couldn't help showing a chicken thief smile.

The second speech was given to an expert from UCLA. To be honest, what he said was nothing new. Zhang Zifan should practice his listening.

The current academic circle is like this. If you don’t invite two foreigners, you won’t be able to show your level and internationalize your conferences.

It seems that a foreigner's "very good" can be compared to a thousand words from a Chinese.

However, this is not the fault of the scholars, because the majority of them were studying and working during the early days of China's reform and opening up, a period when the gap between China's technological level and quality of life was the largest compared to that of the West.

A young man who has just walked out of the countryside step by step by his own efforts, and comes into contact with the developed society of the West will inevitably cause a huge psychological impact and form inherent concepts.

Zhang Zifan understood this reality very well.

But I also understand that the mission of my generation of young scholars is to inherit the road ahead, break the monopoly of the West in culture and academia, and realize the self-improvement of Chinese people.

However, this did not happen overnight. At least today, Zhang Zifan had to listen to the long and tedious cooking of Professor Trudeau on the stage.

After finally waiting for him to finish speaking, the morning meeting was over.

Due to the busy schedule, there was not much lunch break at noon and only one hour to provide a buffet for the participating doctors and scholars.

"Tingting!"

Just as Zhang Zifan and his friends were about to let go of their stomachs and eat a few more mouthfuls of sponsorship fees from the equipment manufacturer, suddenly a greasy guy blocked the way.

"Zheng Senming? Why are you here?"

Yang Tingting frowned, not hiding the disgust in her tone.

She was a little puzzled, Zheng Senming's mother obviously did not come to the Shanghai Annual Meeting, and Zheng Senming himself did not study medicine, so why did he appear here?

Zheng Senming said proudly: "Professor Trudeau and my mother are old friends. This time he came to China to give a speech, and my mother specially arranged for me to accompany him."

"Oh, it's just a translator, isn't it?" Yang Tingting said bluntly.

"How can I say 'it's just a translator'? If I didn't have the experience of studying in the United States and Europe for several years, I would not be qualified for such an important job of receiving foreign guests!" Zheng Senming emphasized.

Because of his family's wealth, Zheng Senming was sent abroad to study early. Although he failed to achieve anything, his oral English was really good.

On weekdays, what he despises the most is the loose English of domestic scholars.

Especially when meeting foreigners, three sentences were so cramped that they could be broken into ten sentences. Looking at their submissive appearance, Zheng Senming's sense of superiority as a "high-end Chinese" spontaneously arose.

Zhang Zifan shook his head, took Yang Tingting's hand, and said, "I'm starving to death, let's go eat quickly, what can I say to the entourage of the foreigner professor!"

"Who is your kid?"

Zheng Senming stared at the hands held by the two of them and asked, "What is your relationship?"

"That's what you want. Stay where it's cool!" Zhang Zifan waved his hand and said like shooing away flies.

At this time, Yuan Qiang and Shi Xiaoya also said: "Director, these scholars are not moral, the Pippi shrimp is almost gone, let's go to the buffet!"

"okay!"

Surrounded by the two of them, Zhang Zifan led the blushing Yang Tingting towards the restaurant.

Zheng Senming was about to step forward to ask again, when Professor Trudeau got out of the toilet and shouted, "Zheng, where are you going?"

Hearing this, Zheng Senming quickly turned around, trotted all the way to greet him, and said respectfully in proficient English: "Professor, I will take you to the high-end restaurant on the second floor. The experts of the presidium are waiting for you! We will not fight with this group of people." Ordinary Chinese eat together!"

(End of this chapter)