Genius of the Rules-Style System

Chapter 267: Chapter 194: Are All Experimental Validations Correct?_3

He Mingcheng soon found out that Zhao Yi’s comprehension skills were extremely strong. He would generally understand complex knowledge after hearing it just once.

The speed of his problem solving was almost incredible. Despite having no prior related research, he quickly understood and articulated the process.

"This must be what a genius looks like, right?"

He Mingcheng felt he was getting too old to keep up with the sharp minds of youth. He was the one doing the explanation, but sometimes it seemed like Zhao Yi was the one teaching, leaving him struggling to follow.

All he could do was force a bitter smile.

Zhao Yi stayed at He Mingcheng’s home for about two hours. Over half of the time was spent discussing mathematical issues. Seeing the evident fatigue of the old professor, he took his leave with a word of thanks.

Zhao Yi had just reached the ground floor when he was stopped by a reporter.

Yanhua University was open to the public, but certain areas were restricted to the media. The teaching buildings housed many venerable professors, and outsiders weren’t allowed to come and go freely.

The reporter was clearly an untoward intruder.

Seizing the opportunity, the reporter asked questions, Zhao Yi, slightly impatient and frustrated, responded, "The paper I published is a hypothesis, a hypothesis is just a guess at a possibility, but it can also be testable for accuracy."

"If someone doubts my hypothesis, why not validate it with an experiment? It’s not like it’s an unsolvable problem!"

With that, Zhao Yi walked away.

The reporter took a note of it.

Soon afterward.

An obscure small media outlet publicized an interview with Zhao Yi on the internet. They merely reported what Zhao Yi had said, but the responses weren’t positive.

Many media outlets shared the news, but the majority of online comments read, "Zhao Yi doesn’t want to admit defeat."

"Does such a medical conjecture really need verification?"

"It’s definitely wrong!"

Deng Shufang also stepped in for a media interview. He said in a lecturer’s tone, "Zhao Yi is a genius, and he’s been very successful. He’s achieved amazing results in the fields of computer science and mathematics. But everyone faces failure at times. My purpose is to make him realize that failure isn’t scary. What’s scary is not being able to get up after a failure."

"Only those who are steadfast and unafraid of failure can reach the end of success!"

"This is also a test for him..."

Meanwhile.

The personnel of the Biomedical Research Institute also noticed the report.

Dai Tianqing and Han Hui, both of whom had good relationships with Zhao Yi and admired his talents, were talking in the corridor.

Han Hui, visibly angry, said, "That Deng guy really has some nerve. He is unable to do research himself, so he resorts to unscrupulous practices in order to get fame."

Dai Tianqing nodded and said, "Have you seen the news today? Zhao Yi had an interview. He mentioned his hypothesis is testable."

"Of course it’s testable."

"Maybe we should give it a try," Dai Tianqing pondered.

"A try?"

Han Hui found this incomprehensible. She didn’t agree with the online criticism of Zhao Yi, nor did she agree with Deng Shufang’s methods. However, it was hard for her to understand Zhao Yi’s ’Conjecture Paper’.

How can you make conjectures in medical research? If thought experiments could solve all medical problems, there would be no need for research institutes or laboratories anymore.

Dai Tianqing, affirming, said, "More or less. I carefully read that paper. Although it’s a medical conjecture, the proceedings are quite methodical. At least, I couldn’t find any problems with my current knowledge."

"If top-tier researchers published the same content, claiming it’s an inference drawn from experiments, I would definitely believe it."

Han Hui nodded in contemplation.

"This is the most incomprehensible part," affirmed Dai Tianqing, "The process of myocarditis described in the paper logically and plausibly explains various reactions. However, it’s impossible to achieve a completely correct process just by imagination."

"But what if one or two items are correct?"

"The role of human immunity in viral myocarditis has always been a puzzle. The pathogenesis is very unclear. The validation of one or two correct conjectures would be a major advance in myocarditis research."

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An idea sparked in Han Hui’s mind.

Being a proactive female researcher, she immediately found a journal, turned to Zhao Yi’s paper, and started studying the entire process.

She then immediately pulled Dai Tianqing into a small office nearby.

They closed the door.

Twenty minutes later, Han Hui walked out with a flushed face, full of excitement. She rushed to the laboratory to gather everyone to prepare for the joint experiment.

Dai Tianqing did the same. He and his lab members said, "Unless something really important comes up, everyone should come and help. We’ll design some experiments to verify the content of Zhao Yi’s paper."

Without any doubt.

Members of Dai Tianqing’s lab were more enthusiastic. They were quite familiar with Zhao Yi, especially Zhang Wei and Ai Lixin, who immediately joined in to design the experiments.

Zhao Yi’s Conjecture Paper was only three pages long, but the molecular mechanisms explained within it demanded a separate experiment to verify each line, and even several experiments in some cases.

This was a massive task.

Dai Tianqing and Han Hui didn’t think of this. They assumed that most of the conjectures were wrong and those would be easy to validate, while it would be difficult to confirm the correct ones.

A day later.

More than ten of the simplest experiments were completed.

Dai Tianqing, with a look of bafflement, walked up to Han Hui’s lab’s door and knocked on the glass window.

Han Hui came out wearing a white lab coat, her face mirroring the same expression, she asked, "How are things on your end?"

Dai Tianqing took a deep breath and replied, "In the simplest tests, we haven’t found any problems. What about you?"

He then muttered to himself, "No need to ask. Your expression says it all."

They shared a glance and then laughed bitterly.

The laughter contained complex emotions: they were unsure whether they were happy or disappointed.

Either way, it was certainly complex!