Chapter 1002: Slap in the Face, Wu Wanying Is Finished (1)
At that mont, it felt as though a fierce slap had landed on her face.
Wu Wanying’s ears buzzed, rendering her montarily deaf. “W-what?”
The paper she had plagiarized was actually written by Si Fuqing?!
How could that be?
Si Fuqing was only 19 years old, having just started high school last year and never even attending university.
She had only understood the conclusions of those formulas and core argunts, barely comprehending the formulas themselves. Surely it required soone of Lin Qingchen’s caliber to produce such research?
How could it be Si Fuqing!
Wu Wanying had never taken Si Fuqing seriously. Even when she heard “Crossing the Demon Realm” was popular throughout Great Xia, earning a Nine Realms Award nomination, and that NINE the God was well-loved in the Oracle, it had nothing to do with dicine.
She was a doctor, destined to make significant contributions to society and earn widespread respect.
What could Si Fuqing possibly do?
But now, Wu Wanying was reeling from a series of blows.
“I… I don’t believe it!” Wu Wanying’s teeth chattered, “How could you have written it? You don’t have the ability!”
No matter what was said, she refused to believe it!
“Why wouldn’t it be written by Qingqing?” Yu Tang scoffed, pulling out a hefty book. “See this? It’s the latest scientific journal from International dical Organization. Look, here’s our Qingqing’s na.”
“By the way, you no longer have the qualification or access to purchase this book. Here, it’s a gift. No thanks necessary. Go ho and study the original; a plagiarized work is always a fake.”
With that, Yu Tang slapped the scientific journal against Wu Wanying’s chest.
“Let’s go,” Si Fuqing said lazily, wrapping an arm around Yu Tang’s shoulder with a smile. “Elder Cai has dinner ready. I’ll take you there to mooch so food.”
“Alright!” Yu Tang cheerfully followed her out.
Wu Wanying stood there, stunned.
A few seconds later, she frantically opened the journal. The most prominent paper was about cell transplantation and genetics, and the na beneath the title was the last three words she wanted to see.
Si Fuqing.
Wu Wanying’s fingers trembled, hardly able to believe her eyes.
To her, the pain of being exposed for plagiarism on the spot was nothing compared to the agony and disbelief of discovering that the original paper was Si Fuqing’s.
In that mont, all her thoughts vanished, leaving only overwhelming regret.
But even regret was too late.
**
After the defense, Cai Zhongnian invited Professor Delt to dine in Sijiu City.
Si Fuqing brought Yu Tang along, and the four of them sat in a small private room.
Professor Delter smiled at her. “Did you receive the patent fee?”
“I did,” Si Fuqing also smiled, “International dical Organization is very generous.”
Indeed, it was a considerable sum. Combined with her winnings from the OPL Gala, she finally had her own little nest egg, enough to enjoy a few lavish als.
“That’s good,” Professor Delt nodded. “I ca all the way to Great Xia to extend an invitation. You can join our International dical Organization; we really need talent like you.”
“Thank you for the offer, Professor Delt,” Si Fuqing shook his hand, “But my current work keeps busy. I’m not considering joining the organization for now, but I’ll help with any challenges as much as I can.”
“Is that so,” Professor Delt frowned, “What are you currently working on? Perhaps I can negotiate with your employer. You know, there are several tough areas in modern dicine, and Mr. Elder Cai ntioned you’re skilled in traditional Chinese dicine, which could greatly benefit us.”
Si Fuqing paused and then said gently, “Well, I’m a celebrity, and my employer is my millions of fans.”
Professor Delt was visibly shocked.
It took him several seconds to process this fact. He turned to Cai Zhongnian, his gaze filled with stern reproach and frustration.
Cai Zhongnian understood that Delt was silently accusing him of wasting talent. “…”
What did this have to do with him?
Was this his decision to make?
“It’s alright, you can be a celebrity,” Professor Delt smiled again, “We can wait until you retire.”
Cai Zhongnian glanced at Professor Delt and snorted.
He had waited so long with Gu Huiyan without success. This old man didn’t really think a few words would succeed, did he?
Naive.
The al quickly ended. Before leaving, Professor Delt, reluctant to part, said, “If you ever have the ti, feel free to visit the International dical Organization. Keep this credential with you.”
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