Sothing’s off.
Way off.
Could it be that what these three are saying is true?
Lu Xuan has applied for the Chinese dical Science and Technology Award?
Moreover, from Huang Beishan’s tone, the project submitted by Lu Xuan has a great chance of winning, even exaggeratedly saying it has a one hundred percent chance.
Otherwise, Huang Beishan wouldn’t have questioned the fairness of the Chinese dical Science and Technology Award.
Although it was just a joke, it indirectly shows that the project submitted by Lu Xuan is almost certain to win the Chinese dical Science and Technology Award.
Just as I was about to ask, Zhang Jiwei was interrupted by Huang Beishan before he could speak.
While shoveling food, chewing a few bites before swallowing, Huang Beishan sighed and said, "Honestly, if Dr. Lu really wins this year’s Chinese dical Science and Technology Award, the Chinese dical Association might directly extend an olive branch to him."
"By then, the record for the youngest mber of the Chinese dical Association might be completely broken." Zhang Jingcai followed up.
"How old was the previous youngest mber of the Chinese dical Association?" Huang Beishan frowned.
"You’d have to ask yourself, I’m not part of the Chinese dical Association."
"That’s because you didn’t want to join. Otherwise, the position of president of the Yong City branch of the Chinese dical Association wouldn’t have been mine but yours, Comrade Zhang." said Huang Beishan testily.
Zhang Jingcai was too lazy to argue, thought for a while, and said, "I think I heard you ntion once that they were about thirty-five or thirty-six. Not sure if that’s accurate, but even if it’s not, they were at least in their early thirties."
"Hmm, they were probably in their early thirties. I can’t rember exactly how old."
"I rember you being down about it for a long ti, complaining to every day during that period."
Hearing this, Huang Beishan couldn’t help rolling his eyes: "Isn’t that just stating the obvious? It wasn’t soone from traditional Chinese dicine, but a deputy director of western pediatric dicine. How could I be happy about that? If a doctor that young from traditional Chinese dicine joined the Chinese dical Association, I’d be shouting it from the rooftops, wishing everyone knew."
"Well, in a few months, Old Huang, you might have your hands full." Zhang Jingcai said with a smile.
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Huang Beishan looked puzzled: "What do you an?"
Zhang Jingcai didn’t explain. Instead, he took a bite of food, then looked up and said, "For soone as sharp as you, Old Huang, your brain seems to have stalled now."
With Zhang Jingcai’s hint, Huang Beishan finally caught on and laughed, "Busy is good! I’d be happy to be busy at that ti."
Zhang Jiwei was completely confused. Once the three stopped talking, he nudged Huang Beishan, who was busy eating, and asked quietly, "Old Huang, were you talking about Dr. Lu applying for the Chinese dical Science and Technology Award?"
Only then did Huang Beishan rember Zhang Jiwei was there too. His expression turned serious, and he glanced at him, "Yes, that’s true. Why?"
"What project?" Zhang Jiwei asked curiously.
"Can I tell you what project?"
Huang Beishan retorted, "If you leak the project as a practitioner of western dicine and it ends up not winning the Chinese dical Science and Technology Award, who will I bla?"
Zhang Jiwei: "..."
Zhang Jiwei was almost left speechless, can’t we have a proper conversation?
But he did confirm sothing — Lu Xuan is indeed applying for the Chinese dical Science and Technology Award. However, what the project is, neither Huang Beishan nor the others ntioned a word.
They did ntion it, though, but it was just the four words "acupuncture craft." For soone who doesn’t study Chinese dicine, Zhang Jiwei couldn’t fathom what it truly represented.
Zhang Jiwei was extrely curious about what kind of project could be held in such high regard by both Huang Beishan and Zhang Jingcai. But he knew, even if he asked, Huang Beishan most likely wouldn’t tell him, especially since these projects applying for the Chinese dical Science and Technology Award are all kept secret until the award is announced.
Moreover, even if Huang Beishan was willing to tell, Zhang Jiwei thought it would be better not to know.
If he truthfully found out and it got leaked, he wouldn’t be able to clear his na even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
Huang Beishan seed to know that Zhang Jiwei wouldn’t press further. After so thought, he said, "I can’t tell you what project it is, but it’s true that there’s an application for the Chinese dical Science and Technology Award."
Zhang Jiwei took a deep breath. Applying for the Chinese dical Science and Technology Award in your twenties, if he really wins, it would be beyond terrifying.
"The Chinese dical Science and Technology Award has been dominated by western dicine for so many years, it’s about ti for traditional Chinese dicine to have its day in the sun." Huang Beishan chuckled.
Zhang Jiwei rolled his eyes and asked, "Was this project done by all of you? How many nas are on it? You, Old Zhang, and Old Zhou?"
"No, just Lu. The project was originally researched by him alone, so only his na is on it. How could we add our nas? We can’t just steal soone else’s hard work."
"All by himself?"
"Yes."
Zhang Jiwei took another deep breath, his face showing shock.
Projects applying for the Chinese dical Science and Technology Award are usually conducted by a team. The number of authors ranges from at least four or five to as many as ten or twenty, rarely with just one author, and it’s almost unheard of to see a project with only one person’s na.
To apply for the Chinese dical Science and Technology Award, the amount of information required alone couldn’t be handled by one person. Without a team, it would be impossible to cover all bases and carry out such a large project.
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