This doctor has a system

Chapter 421 486. He may have stolen your future results again

After working day and night for several days, Hu Jiaran felt a little dizzy when walking, and so did everyone else in the team.

"There is a new mutation in the IL-1R1 gene." He excitedly reported to Gao Fenghui, "We have analyzed this fragment."

The next step is to conduct experiments on mice to induce the mutation in their IL-1R1 gene to observe the possible consequences.

The first battle here was successful, and Xiong Huaxin also gained something.

"Gao Feng, the people you brought have strong scientific research capabilities." He said to Gao Feng, "That Dr. Gong has solved most of the difficulties."

It's a shame to say that they turned out to be the ones holding them back. It was simply the other party that carried them forward.

Xiong Huaxin always felt that something was wrong. Is scientific research so easy to do? Are results so easy to come by?
They don't seem to take any detours and succeed in whatever they do! This is too terrible.

"So the result is out?" Gao Feng's eyes lit up. It seems that the efficiency this time is still very high.

"Yes, I will sort out the data and results and send them to you later." Xiong Huaxin said.

"Markle, I think we still have to continue to do this." He said, "Although the hateful Chinese are at the forefront, who can say that they can fully understand the tumor."

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, Gao Feng easily completed the article titled "The Mechanism of Tumor Cells Bypassing Immune Attack." He reviewed it carefully and found several small grammatical errors.

He originally wanted to communicate with Xiong Huaxin again, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that the problem was not big, and it was not a bad thing to pass over some places.

This data is not very detailed.
A little bit different than what he expected.

Besides, the wind and waves were strong ahead, so it would be easier for him to stay behind and save energy.

"Damn Ecobal, I know you are humiliating me." Professor Nello Bielsa was very angry, "But I still want to see it."

He quickly sent the article to several independent reviewers and communicated with the publishing department in advance.

He turned around and sat down again, dialing the number of Professor Nero Bielsa from St. Mary's Medical College.

Markle looked at him with admiration, and then nodded vigorously.

"Boss, what should we do next?" He asked after a long time, "Change the direction?"

Looking at the article with detailed data, Nairo Bielsa fell into deep thought.

It sounds so nice, it’s just picking up other people’s leftovers to eat, he thought to himself.

Then he had to revise the article. He deleted a few paragraphs and clicked send with satisfaction.

Scientific research is difficult, and the competition among each other is cruel. Is St. Mary's Medical College awesome?
Dick.

As soon as Gao Feng's last article was published, it caused a huge response in the medical community. Many experts and professors with research directions related to tumors turned their attention to it. For a moment, it was as if a big Godzilla suddenly fell from the calm lake. Monster.

Some experts are looking for more protein fragments as described in the article, while others are waiting for further progress.

As long as it's full, it doesn't matter if it's leftovers.

"The cunning Chinese are already far ahead of me." Nairo Bielsa's tone revealed a sense of frustration, "This article is well written."

The project died midway, which greatly affected his subsequent efforts to seek more scientific research funding support.

When he walked out of the office, the expression on Mark's face fell.

There is no doubt about Markle’s professionalism, and he fell silent after reading the article.

This is critical for any scholar.

If Nello Bielsa's project suffers a huge failure, the price will be that he will not receive generous scientific research funding support in the next 2-3 years.

Yes, Professor Nairo Bielsa is still very knowledgeable about current affairs, that’s what he means.

Many people have contacted Icobar Marchionne to ask for Gao Feng's contact information.

Opposite me, the editor of the British Medical Journal, Iacobair Marchionne, was eager to accept the submission. He read the article carefully and his face was happy.

None of us are freeloaders.

"Boss, do you see anything?" Markle asked cautiously.

Professor Nairo Bielsa didn't speak. In fact, he didn't know what to do now. Changing direction meant that all the early preparations and financial investment were in vain.

So Icober Marchionne, who got the second article, was naturally extremely happy.

Is Nello Bielsa's level high?
high.

"We can refer to his research results and find our own path."

"Send it over quickly!"

So Nello Bielsa has long figured out that since he can't be the leader, he will just follow others honestly.

He motioned for Markle to come over and take a look, too.

As soon as the modification was completed, Xiong Huaxin sent the data. He took a quick look and frowned.

But if you don’t change the research direction, it seems
It seems not impossible.

"Come on!" Professor Nero Bielsa patted his subordinate's shoulder hard.

But of course, which professor in the college is a loser?

After all this work, it was already time to get off work. Icobar Marchionne was about to turn off the computer and leave when he suddenly remembered something.

"Gao Feng, a scholar from China, has published another new article. It is very likely that he has plagiarized your work again. Of course, it may be in the future." He said in a teasing tone, "Do you want to take a look?"

Taking the protein fragments that escape tumor cell immunity as an example, Gao Feng only described 6 types in the article. He adopted the new method used by the former and soon made new discoveries.

Two weeks later, Gao Feng’s second article was successfully published. At the same time, Nello Bielsa also published an article titled Protein Fragment of Tumor Cell Immune Escape in the British Medical Journal. Icobar Marchionne also published The two articles are deliberately placed one after the other.

Two consecutive heavyweight articles were published, and more people turned their attention to the name Gao Feng.

"Damn it!" Professor Stojan Rath from Cancer Research UK said with regret.

He was naturally aware of the huge sensation caused by Gao Feng's two articles. At first, he was just a little disappointed.

The new direction obtained from Academician Bao had just been straightened out, but before it could be launched, it was discovered that others had already taken the lead.

It's equivalent to realizing your dream of landing on the moon. As soon as the blueprints for the transport rocket are drawn, others have already built a space city on the moon.

Disappointed, Stoyan Ras didn't think much about it. It was stolen anyway, so forget it if it doesn't work.

However, when communicating with others, he unexpectedly learned the news: this Gao Feng turned out to be a student of Academician Bao.

Too careless! Stoyan Ras was extremely upset, and he regretted that he did not have the patience to investigate clearly. Otherwise, maybe these things are all my own.

It seems that my old friend Academician Bao has made more things than I imagined. This old guy is still on guard against me. I don't know whether he played a trick on me accidentally or intentionally.

This time, his original guilt for deceiving his friends was gone, and he even felt a trace of jealousy towards Gao Feng and Academician Bao.
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"What's the next task?" Xiong Huaxin asked. Although he was physically and mentally exhausted, his fighting spirit was quite high.

"Let's take a rest." Gao Feng could see everyone's fatigue.

The human spirit is like a string, it will not work if it is loose, and even worse if it is too tight.

This is the same as that thing. It's definitely not okay to be soft at critical times, but I'm afraid it's not appropriate to be hard at ordinary times.

"I told Youliang that we will pay everyone some labor fees later."

"Okay." Xiong Huaxin replied. He didn't think much about it. It's very common to pay everyone some labor fees after producing results.

In fact, he has already distributed some to everyone, but now Gao Feng wants to distribute them too, so naturally it is possible.

He knew how thick his junior brother's waist was, and the labor fee was just a drop in the bucket for the latter.

Since we were in the prosperous capital city, everyone should have seen the world. Li Youliang felt that the situation should be more open this time, so he specifically communicated with Zhao Xingye when distributing the money.

"It's a bit much." The latter looked embarrassed, "The investment this time is quite a lot!"

"It is indeed a lot of investment, but the boss gets great happiness from it." Li Youliang said, "And that's not all."

"After publishing two articles in the British Medical Journal, my academic status skyrocketed."

"This is what people like the boss value most."

Zhao Xingye stopped talking now, and the money was transferred by the finance department that day.
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"Ma Feng, do you like to hear the truth or lies?" asked a girl in a white coat. She is Ma Feng's girlfriend.

"I like to hear the truth." Ma Feng said.

"Why?" the girl asked, "The truth often brings pain."

"But lies will only make matters worse." Ma Feng was already aware of what was about to happen next.

"I'm sorry, let's break up." My girlfriend said slowly, "You can't give me what I want."

"What do you want?" Ma Feng was unexpectedly calm. He thought he would be in pain, but when he got to this point, he was relieved.

He and his girlfriend established a relationship in their junior year of college. The two have always had a good relationship. With mutual encouragement, they both took postgraduate entrance examinations and came to the capital.

Ma Feng always thought that they would be so simple and happy for the rest of their lives, but he soon discovered that this was just his wishful thinking.

The place where they go to college is just a small third-tier city, but the capital is so prosperous that it is easy to attract people's attention.

"I want to feel less tired in the future." Seeing how calm he was, his girlfriend felt inexplicably angry, "I want to stay here."

"But following you, no matter how hard and tiring it is, I'm afraid I won't be able to do what I want!"

"I understand. I wish you achieve what you want." Ma Feng didn't want to say any more and immediately turned around and returned to the dormitory.

"Come back?" the roommate asked.

"Yeah." Ma Feng replied.

His roommate handed him a cigarette, and Ma Feng, who had never smoked, hesitated before taking it.

"Ma Feng, there's no need to be sad." Someone comforted, "Emotions change so fast, there's no point in thinking about it."

Hearing this, Ma Feng was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Everyone knows, but you are the only one who is kept in the dark." A roommate said.

"Oh, I can actually understand it." Ma Feng smiled bitterly, "Money is a good thing, but it's a pity that I don't have it."

In fact, there are always a minority of medical graduate students with rich families, and the situation like Ma Feng is the mainstream.

He has never had more than 5000 yuan in his Alipay, but he may have more in the future. After all, he can save 70% of his expenses after breaking up.

Set a small goal to have a deposit of over 1 yuan this year! He thought to himself as he opened Alipay.

But the balance displayed on Alipay made him a little overwhelmed.

"Someone transferred some money to me yesterday." Ma Feng whispered to a familiar graduate student after arriving at the laboratory, "The note is labor fee."

"I received it too." The latter looked very excited, "I heard it was sent by Professor Gao,"

“A piece for everyone!”

"They are so rich!"

I have been very tired these past two months, and I was still complaining a little bit, but it turned out that one shot was worth 5 yuan.

That’s 5 yuan! He doesn't have so much money in his big hands.

So even if it was a day off today, he couldn't sit still in the dormitory.

Soon, more than a dozen people came to the laboratory, most of them were postgraduate and doctoral students. Everyone had smiles on their faces. The fatigue before was gone, and there was light in their eyes again.

Many times, money is one of the best options for boosting morale.

During the war years, when people were serving as death squads, the leader was given a large sum of money. This was called life-paying money.

"Everyone, please go back and rest. We will officially start the third stage in three days." One of Gao Feng's senior fellow students happened to come to the laboratory to get something. Seeing so many people, he was stunned for a moment. He figured out why everyone was here and then left. vocal channel.

“Professor Gao’s generosity may be beyond your imagination.”

"As long as you work hard, I guarantee you will get benefits."

Hu Jiaran came to report on his work again. His experiment went very smoothly. The mice with a mutated IL-1R1 gene showed unexpected changes.

"We made the mice in the experiment suffer from osteomyelitis." Dr. Lu held a dying mouse in his hand with a smile on his face. "Although it was treated with sufficient antibiotics, it still turned into chronic osteomyelitis, and many times relapse."

"When the IL-1R1 gene mutates, the inflammatory response process goes awry."

As mentioned earlier, the IL-1R1 protein located on the human cell membrane is like an important signal receiver. When our body is infected and damaged, IL-1R1 will receive the relevant stimulus signal and promptly transmit it. It is delivered into cells and activates immune cells and defensive inflammatory responses, just like quickly mobilizing "defense troops" to help the body fight infection.

When the task is completed, IL-1R1 will receive the safety signal and release the "withdrawal" command, so that the inflammatory response that has completed the defense task will be "braked" in time.

Then, when the IL-1R1 gene mutates, the signal receiver is severely misconnected and cannot receive the signal that the body has turned the corner.

(End of this chapter)