Supreme Pharmacist System

"Simply inexplicable."

Wang Huiyao couldn't help but say something.

Wang Huiyao's wife asked what was wrong, and Wang Huiyao couldn't help complaining.

After hearing this, Wang Huiyao's wife said, "Why don't you take a look, what if it's real?"

"How is it possible? This probability is lower than winning 10 million in lottery tickets."

Wang Huiyao's wife stopped talking.

After Wang Huiyao finished speaking, he was still not relieved, and said angrily: "The young people nowadays are more impetuous than the other. A full bottle of water does not move, and a half bottle of water dangles.

"Okay, okay, let's eat. Who hasn't come here since they were young?"

"Then I didn't dare to brag about this kind of bullshit when I was young!"

"..."

After eating, Wang Huiyao sat on the sofa to rest for a while.

For some reason, Zhou Wen's words echoed in his mind, and he couldn't help but turned on the phone.

He wants to witness how "wonderful" Zhou Wen's paper is?

"Gene modification technology of rice aphids"

Just seeing the title of this thesis made Wang Huiyao angry.

He has studied rice aphids for half of his life. Although he has been using the name of biotechnology, everyone in the industry knows that it is just a gimmick.

Of course, it's the same across the country.

Because of this, he hated others showing this kind of thing in front of him very much, because he knew too well how difficult genetic modification is!

There is no research institute in China that can really settle down to work on this thing.

One is too difficult, almost impossible to succeed.

Another one is that the effort is not directly proportional to the income. If you have the energy, you might as well study the chemical killing formula.

And he has done exactly this before, and has sold a lot of chemical drug formulas one after another over the years.

Wang Huiyao looked down ten lines at a glance.

There is no bright spot in the beginning, and even familiar shadows can be seen in the language structure. Not surprisingly, this beginning should be copied, but the language has been reorganized.

"How dare you talk about gene modification without shame?" Wang Huiyao said contemptuously.

Although the unspoken rules, the citation rate of undergraduates is less than 30%, which is considered qualified.

But if he copied it at the beginning, he believed that it would not be much better later.

Continue to look down.

"what?"

What Wang Huiyao didn't expect was that instead of the usual large paragraphs of speculative narratives, it was the experimental process and experimental results, accompanied by a large number of experimental pictures.

Wang Huiyao frowned.

Start to read ten lines at a glance, and slowly read paragraph by paragraph.

Then, read sentence by sentence.

Watching and watching, he began to look back again.

Then study the strange pictures of rice aphids on the picture, and then combine the data.

Wang Huiyao's eyes widened, his breathing became more and more rapid, and the fingers holding the phone began to tremble, and he murmured: "This, this, this is impossible..."

...

Zhou Wen was very busy this week, spending most of his time in the library, looking for various materials and documents, writing a thesis, and preparing for the next defense meeting.

His thesis is not an ordinary thesis, but a very thesis, almost reaching the level of CNS.

To put it simply, it is enough to reach the level of Yan Ning and Shi Yigong.

If this kind of paper is published, it will definitely cause an uproar in the domestic biological community.

However, it is a bit shocking to tell the story of a person completing the genetic modification of rice aphids alone, so he not only needs to tell a story, but also finds 1 or 2 supporting roles to cooperate with him in telling the story.

Genetic modification technology itself, this is relatively easy, anyway, it has been successfully modified, what he said is what.

He said that he fell and accidentally knocked over the test tube, and the heavy metal pesticide in the test tube was poured on the rice leaves, which made him accidentally discover the formula.

Who has an opinion?

So the process is not important, what matters is the result.

However, in order to avoid arousing too many people's doubts, it is necessary to carry out "artistic processing" on the research and development process.

He already has a rough draft.

After Zhou Wen finished calling Wang Huiyao, he went straight back to the dormitory building.

I have been busy looking up information and writing papers for the past few days, and I have been living in the school.

But tonight he's moving in.

Back in the bedroom, Lu Niang and Liu Yukun happened to be there.

When Lu Niang saw Zhou Wen coming in, she looked at the shoulder bag and trolley case on the bed and said, "Are you renting a house?"

Zhou Wen nodded, "Well, it's in Maple Leaf Lane."

Liu Yukun joked, "Maple Leaf's rent is so expensive, is your salary enough?"

"It's okay, I share the rent with someone else."

Lu Niang said: "I remember that there is no hospital near Fengye Lane. Zhou Wen, which hospital do you work in?"

Zhou Wen said before that he worked in the testing department of the "No. 1 hospital", and everyone in the dormitory heard it as a "hospital".

For a biology undergraduate like Zhou Wen, what decent hospital would want him?

So in order to save his face, no one asked in detail.

Zhou Wen said with a smile: "Affiliated hospital."

"What, you work in the First Hospital?"

"Is it true? Didn't you say...Wow, you're talking about a hospital. We thought it was a hospital."

Both Lu Niang and Liu Yukun were speechless.

Liu Yukun then asked, "Then what are you doing?"

"That's right, extract DNA from white mice, do PCR experiments and the like."

"How much is your monthly salary?"

"Uh... 7000."

"Fuck, the salary is so high?"

Both Liu Yukun and Lu Niang were stunned. Generally, undergraduates like them, unless they are in popular majors, would only spend two to three thousand yuan for a one-month internship.

Biology undergraduates like Zhou Wen earn 7,000 a month during their internship, which is very rare.

Then Liu Yukun asked Lu Niang many questions.

When they finally heard Zhou Wen say that he had a plan, the two of them were dumbfounded.

Although everyone never said it, they basically believed in the fact that in a short time after graduation, Zhou Wenhui was the worst person in the dormitory.

In the end, who would have thought that he would quietly accept the "iron rice bowl", and the treatment was so good, six social insurances and one housing fund, housing, car, food, and so on.

Such a job is simply what they dream of.

"Old Zhou, you are so mean, you found such a good job and didn't tell us!"

"Hey, old Zhou, tell us the truth, do you have a relationship with your family, and you can actually get the establishment contract of the First Hospital?"

"Nonsense, he hasn't taken the hospital's unified recruitment exam, so it must have something to do with it, don't you need to think about it..."

The two sang together, saying that Zhou Wen was a son of a family with a deep background, who came out to experience the sufferings of the world.

"Hehe, everyone, it's been four years. You don't know if I have a background. It's just a little bit of luck..."

Zhou Wen roughly explained the ins and outs of why he got the establishment.

And modestly said that "luck" accounted for most of the reasons.

After hearing this, Lu Niang and Liu Yukun were filled with emotion.

He's not a three-year-old kid, so how could he believe in words like luck? It can only show that Zhou Wen must have put in unimaginable efforts for three years when they couldn't see him.

Everything now is just the inevitable result of flowers blooming.

It's just that my heart is really sour.

The two sent Zhou Wen all the way to the school gate, just as the Didi car came over.

"When you're on vacation, I'll come and play with you."

"Okay, welcome anytime. Then I'll go first?"

"Uh-huh……"

Lu Niang and Liu Yukun watched Zhou Wen's Didi car leave, and then Lu Niang sighed: "One more..."

...

Zhou Wen received a call from Wang Huiyao on the way.

This was both within his expectations and beyond his expectations.

As expected, as long as Wang Huiyao read his thesis, it was impossible not to call him.

Unexpectedly, Wang Huiyao didn't expect Wang Huiyao to call him so soon.

As soon as the phone was connected, Wang Huiyao couldn't wait to ask: "You really wrote the paper?"

Zhou Wen: "Yes, Professor Wang."

"you sure?"

"It's true!"

"But...that...you..."

Wang Huiyao had too many questions to ask Zhou Wen, but he didn't know where to start, and what should he ask?

After thinking about it, Wang Huiyao said in a discussing tone, "Well, if you have time tomorrow morning, come to my office."

Zhou Wen hesitated for a while and said, "Professor Wang, can you do it tomorrow afternoon? There is still some work to be done in the unit in the morning."

"Row."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Wen rubbed his phone and pondered...

Fifteen minutes later.

Entrance to Room 1101, Unit 6, Fengye Lane Community.

Zhou Wen put down the push rod of the lockbox, took out the key from his pocket and opened the door.

After inserting the keyhole and turning it twice, the door opened with a "click".

He opened the anti-theft door and subconsciously glanced into the house.

As a result, I saw two girls wearing white T-shirts and sweatshirts + black shorts dancing to the music in the middle of the living room.

The big uu bound in the suspenders danced up and down with the rhythm of their beating, violently bumping...