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Chapter 937 - 476: Who Would Reject a Million Dollar Prize?_3
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Chapter 937: Chapter 476: Who Would Reject a Million Dollar Prize?_3

"There’s no need for such a fancy server!"

Wei Shiqing was heartbroken, "What a waste, what a waste! With that much funding, how great it would be to buy equipment!"

Fan Lei shook his head, "We’ve already purchased the equipment. We had a meeting yesterday and couldn’t think of anything else to buy. Everything purchasable, we bought. There are some things we can’t get due to international bans."

He shook his head as he spoke, seemingly a bit regretful.

Hearing this almost made Wei Shiqing vomit blood. Their Microbiology Technology Lab had been scrimping and saving for research funding, and every time they wanted to add a piece of equipment, it was application after application.

Now, the labs at the Medical Science Center didn’t even have all their equipment yet, and they were considering whether to move over the old equipment.

The Biomedical Research Institute, on the other hand, had already bought until there was nothing left to purchase!

"This is really infuriating!"

No matter how Wei Shiqing thought about it, it didn’t sit well with him, and looking at Fan Lei only made it worse. As he left, he couldn’t help but complain, "A math genius, playing the supervisor... what a waste of talent!"

"I C..."

Fan Lei almost let loose with a swear word, but by the time he looked again, Wei Shiqing was already far away. Muttering in frustration, he said, "Professor Wei really has no class, how long has it been? And he’s still joking about that."

Wei Shiqing was even more depressed than he was.

As research institutions within the School of Life Sciences, the Microbiology Technology Lab and the Biomedical Research Institute differed vastly. The Biomedical Research Institute had produced heavyweight results for several years in a row, repeatedly winning national science and technology advancement first prizes, and discoveries like the 2CV-Bing Hydrogen Molecule and Tianqing Protein were major international findings concerning significant infectious diseases, while also creating immense economic benefits.

The Biomedical Research Institute now had surpassed not just Shuimu University’s medical laboratories but also the Affiliated Laboratory of Xiecheng Hospital, becoming the top medical research institution in the country.

This wasn’t merely nominal but an actual, substantive first place.

Whether it was the scale of the institution, the caliber of the research staff, or research funding, not to mention fame, Biomedical Research had truly become number one.

The Microbiology Technology Lab had barely changed compared to a few years ago; they had a significant discovery about controllable viral variants, but progress had been slow, and there were no particularly outstanding results.

Where did the two differ?

"Zhao Yi!"

Wei Shiqing was pondering this name with his frustrations and didn’t know when he had returned to the Microbiology Technology Lab. He looked up and saw a student coming out.

He seemed ... somewhat familiar?

"You’re that ... you’re ...," Wei Shiqing pointed at the student, struggling to remember for a long time.

"Professor Wei, my name is Li Renzhe!" Li Renzhe reminded him cheerfully.

"Right, Li Renzhe. I just remembered, and you said it yourself," Wei Shiqing smiled and spoke, "You’re Zhao Yi’s roommate, right?"

Li Renzhe said with some regret, "We’ve graduated, so we’re not together anymore."

"I remember you, you’ve come to...?"

"To find my mentor."

Li Renzhe said, "I’ve registered with Professor Meng Bin. He asked me to come over and talk about things before school starts." frёeωebɳovel.com

"Oh~"

Wei Shiqing patted Li Renzhe on the shoulder encouragingly, "Meng Bin, I know him, he’s a very responsible teacher. You enrolled in microbiology? Microbiology has a vast research field; you’ll be proud of your choice in the future."

"Thank you."

Li Renzhe expressed his gratitude sincerely.

"Right," Wei Shiqing suddenly thought of a question, "You and Zhao Yi were roommates, why didn’t you apply for biomedical studies? Our school has more mentors in that field." He was referring to the Biomedical Research Institute, which had many researchers mentor students. The Biomedical Research Institute alone had over twenty researchers, and even if only a quarter of them took students, the numbers would still overwhelm other directions.

Upon hearing this, Li Renzhe was stunned. He hadn’t expected someone to ask this and replied somewhat gloomily without thinking, "Zhao Yi doesn’t take students. Also, because of him, the biomedical major is too hot. Many of my classmates applied for it. Microbiology was much better, the cutoff score was lower; I inquired about it, and just passing the line by fifty points was enough to get in."

"..."

Although Li Renzhe spoke the truth, no matter how Wei Shiqing heard it, it didn’t feel good.

Biomedical studies are popular?

The field of microbiology is a large unpopular one, almost no one signs up, and just passing by fifty points is enough to get in? In other words, the microbiology field is attracting poor students!

After returning to his office, the more Wei Shiqing thought about it, the angrier he got. He decided to go to the large office next door, walked in, and found Meng Bin to say, "Professor Meng!"

"I think in our field of microbiology, we must train high-quality scientific researchers for a better future."

"Cultivating research starts with the students. Professor Meng, you’re about to take on a new group of students, aren’t you?"

"Yes?" Meng Bin was a bit puzzled.

Wei Shiqing spoke firmly, "We must have high expectations for the students, both in research and in their papers. We must be strict, then stricter, to filter out high-standard, high-quality talent!"

"Those who are just here for a degree, we must be vigilant; let them know microbiology isn’t that easy."

"That’s all I wanted to say."

"Oh, okay."

Meng Bin watched Wei Shiqing’s retreating figure, not quite understanding why he came to say all this, but Professor Wei’s words were certainly correct. Research in microbiology was not easy, with extremely high demands for precision in operations; otherwise, any mistake could be fatal.

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