Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 331 Bao Guowei wins the award? The first person in China!
Bao Guowei won the award.

Few Chinese people know how many hardships and obstacles this Pulitzer Prize went through.

There were also countless foreigners who secretly helped Bao Guowei and ran around before he finally won this award.

But they still understand the meaning. This award shows that Americans recognize Bao Guowei.

Everyone in the Chinese academic community is proud of it.

The news came from the United States. The South got the news, and the North got the news at the same time.

Mr. Jinfu Yang Zhensheng, who graduated from the Department of Educational Psychology at Harvard University, also received the news at National Qingdao University.

The principal, who is usually very serious, couldn't help but stand up and laugh from the bottom of his heart today.

"Hahahahaha! Bingwen is truly a good Chinese man. He makes us Chinese people proud!"

Yang Zhensheng graduated from the United States, so he naturally knows the value of the Pulitzer Prize.

There is basically no precedent for selecting foreigners for other awards. Only the Pulitzer Prize in History can be selected from among foreigners.

The winning book is Bao Guowei's award-winning work, "Guns, Germs, and Steel".

Since the establishment of the Pulitzer Prize in History, only a handful of foreigners have won the prize.

The fact that Bao Guowei, as a foreigner, was able to receive this award is enough to show his influence abroad.

It is really touching that such a Chinese person, especially a 17-year-old boy, could not help but make people sigh.

Yang Zhensheng put down the troubling documents and put school matters aside for the time being. He couldn't wait to go out and tell his friends this joyous news.

As soon as I reached the door, it was opened at the same time.

A young man wearing black round-frame glasses was walking towards them. Seeing Yang Zhensheng in a hurry, the young man couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"What happened to Mr. Jinfu? Is there any good news that can make you look so happy and in such a hurry?"

Yang Zhensheng was stunned for a moment, then patted the visitor on the shoulder and said happily.

"Hey, it's Shiqiu! I was just about to look for you, and you came to me. This is good news! It's great news!"

The young man was naturally Liang Shiqiu.

At the beginning of the year, the preparatory work for National Qingdao University had been basically completed, and in another month or two, the opening ceremony would begin.

The National Government had already appointed Yang Zhensheng as the president, and when school started in September, Yang Zhensheng would be formally sworn in as the president.

In order to run the newly established Qingdao University well, Yang Zhensheng also invited a group of top domestic writers and educators to teach.

And Liang Shiqiu is one of them.

He is now a professor of the Foreign Languages ​​Department and the director of the library at National Qingdao University, and he is doing his best.

The two had a personal relationship for a long time, otherwise Liang Shiqiu would not have written to each other. He immediately packed his luggage and went to Qingdao.

Liang Shiqiu smiled, waved the newspaper in his hand and said, "What a coincidence! Mr. Jinfu, I also have good news. I wonder if we are talking about the same thing."

Yang Zhensheng was stunned for a moment, and then he lowered his voice and asked, "But what about Bao Bingwen's award?"

"Exactly! Is there any other good news besides this?"

Liang Shiqiu still had an immature look on his face at this moment. He walked quickly into the office, poured himself a cup of tea on the tea table, and drank it all in one gulp.

He exhaled deeply, and said to Yang Zhensheng with a flushed face: "Mr. Jinfu, you didn't go out. It's a hot topic outside now. Students have crowded the newsstands and bookstores. Especially Bao Guowei's works, especially this book "Guns, Germs, and Steel". It has sold well since its publication. This time, the sales have increased significantly. From what I have observed, it is only a matter of time before it is out of stock."

I looked at the newspaper and saw the title was "The Times".

As expected, the Times has always been the first newspaper media to report on Bao Guowei's situation, and the accuracy of its news has always been trusted.

In fact, there is no need to doubt the authenticity of this matter, because Liang Shiqiu had previously seen many reports from other newspapers and media.

Even some foreign friends in China sent congratulatory messages. It really couldn't be more true!

After reading the newspaper, Yang Zhensheng couldn't help but sigh and said, "Since China got rid of the imperial system, we have received almost nothing but criticism from the international community. We are synonymous with backwardness and barbarism. We, the students who have returned from abroad, are dedicated to serving our country, but we have so much energy but don't know where to use it. This time, Bao Bingwen has made everyone proud!"

In the past, although some scholars have been recognized abroad, it was ultimately recognition in the print media. Getting recognition from a few articles is actually nothing. Sometimes it depends more on connections.

But winning an award is a completely different matter, as it requires real influence in the United States.

Otherwise, why would Americans award the Pulitzer Prize to a Chinese who has never been to the United States for no reason?

Liang Shiqiu nodded and said, "This is a major event that has made countless Chinese people excited and excited. It is enough to make people realize it!"

The last person who made everyone so excited was Rabindranath Tagore, the only Asian to win the Nobel Prize.

He was once known as a literary giant in Asia.

Although Bao Guowei only won the Pulitzer Prize, at the age of seventeen, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he had a bright future.

For a moment, Yang Zhensheng couldn't help but feel a little dazed. An idea came to his mind and he said, "Shiqiu, do you think we can invite Bao Bingwen to teach at our university? This book "Guns, Germs, and Steel" will become an indispensable textbook for all students studying modern history in the future!"

Hearing the other party's idea, Liang Shiqiu hesitated a little, and he sighed and said.
"In terms of his works and honors, Bao Bingwen Jueji is already qualified to be a lecturer at any university in the country, but in terms of his age, it is really too frivolous. You know, at the age of seventeen, he is younger than most college students."

Although the ancients often said that there must be one person who can be my teacher among three people.

But when it comes to reality, it is still a bit shocking to let a lecturer who is much smaller than yourself give a lecture on stage.

Liang Shiqiu mentioned it again.

"Mr. Jinfu, have you forgotten that Peking University has already sent an invitation letter to Bao Guowei, and will invite him to enter Peking University without taking the entrance exam in a while."

He smiled meaningfully and said, "Nominally, we are going to study, but in reality, we are also serving as lecturers. Mr. Jinfu should understand what those professors at Peking University mean, right?"

Yang Zhensheng was stunned for a moment and shook his head helplessly.

"Shiqiu, it seems that we are still a step behind. Facing such a rare talent, the professors in Peking have already taken action first."

He still had hope, and said to Liang Shiqiu: "Shiqiu, you have many friends in the academic community. Although we cannot invite Bao Bingwen to teach here, can we find some acquaintances and invite him to give lectures here?"

Liang Shiqiu showed an embarrassment on his face and couldn't help but speak speechlessly.

"Mr. Jinfu, it might be reliable for you to ask someone else to go, but you have definitely found the wrong person by looking for me, Liang Shiqiu."

"what?"

Sighing, Liang Shiqiu explained, "I have always had a bad relationship with Zhou Shuren from the south. We have argued over various viewpoints. Bao Bingwen has always been on good terms with Zhou Shuren, who is also Bao Bingwen's senior. If I go to Bao Bingwen, I'm afraid it will have the opposite effect."

Yang Zhensheng was stunned for a moment, then he burst into laughter and said, "So that's what happened! I had completely forgotten about it."

The dispute between Liang and Lu was well-known in the literary world during the Republic of China period.

Liang Shiqiu was a rising star in the literary world, and he was not afraid at all when faced with the sharp writings of his literary predecessor Xun Ge'er.

The two men had been engaged in a debate in the newspaper media for three full years since 1927, and it could be said that they were evenly matched.

When the argument got to the point of red eyes, even some vulgar words were used.

For example, Xun Ge'er called Liang Shiqiu a "lackdog", and Liang Shiqiu responded by calling Xun Ge'er a "lack cow".

The two of them were even at loggerheads over words. Now that Liang Shiqiu had gone to Bao Guowei, it was normal for him to have concerns.

Yang Zhensheng thought about it and felt that the dispute between the two was merely an academic disagreement.

He waved his hand and said.

"Shiqiu, you don't have to be like this. Mr. Zhou is also a great writer. There has never been any fundamental conflict between the two of you. I heard that Bao Bingwen is not a stingy person, so he wouldn't go to such lengths."

Liang Shiqiu sighed and continued speaking.

"Don't mention this matter anymore. I will go find the professors. Mr. Shen Congwen, Mr. Huang Jingsi, and Mr. Lao She are all well-known figures. It would be safer to let them come forward."

After thinking about it, Yang Zhensheng nodded and said, "That's good."

As they were talking, the two of them went out, ready to discuss Bao Guowei's award with the gentlemen.

There was a lot of commotion outside, and Bao Guowei was busy and exhausted in Suzhou.

Later, he would go to pick up the doctor that Du Yuesheng had invited from Shanghai to help Zhang Taiyan continue his treatment;
I will go to the pharmaceutical factory to find more effective allicin for Zhang Taiyan to take regularly.

He also had to guide the doctors of this era and use the knowledge of later generations to help Zhang Taiyan better regulate his body and make the conceited Western doctors believe in him. This was a big problem.

Fortunately, Bao Guowei's reputation is still quite good now, and his wife Tang Guoli has placed all her trust in him.

Everything will be easier to handle.

Just after coming back from outside, Bao Guowei met Tang Guoli coming out of Zhang Taiyan's room, and he couldn't help but ask.

"How is your condition today, sir?"

Tang Guoli's face was full of fatigue, and her hair had several more white hairs. But when she saw Bao Guowei, she still smiled and said.

"According to your treatment method, Binglin has gotten much better. Those Western doctors are amazed by you!"

The Western doctors mentioned by Tang Guoli include Dr. Charlie who was originally in Suzhou, and Shen Shiwan who came from Shanghai.

Zhang Taiyan did not trust Western medicine very much and basically refused to accept treatment from Western-looking doctors, so Du Yuesheng invited a Chinese man who was well-versed in both Chinese and Western medicine from Shanghai.

Bao Guowei did not have any special impression of Mr. Shen Shiwan. He only knew that in history, his main contribution was translating medical works and introducing Western pathology and physiology to China.

It can be said that he has a great reputation in the medical community of the Republic of China.

After meeting him, Bao Guowei knew that he was also an excellent internist and had many insights into the diagnosis and treatment of lung diseases.

Bao Guowei had some differences with him on the treatment plan for Zhang Taiyan, which was due to the later generations' understanding of pathology.

But in the end, it was proved that Bao Guowei was right.

Bao Guowei nodded, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's great. I think the many papers I read are still useful."

He looked around and asked, "Where is Nian Yue? Is she still serving in the master's room?"

Tang Guoli shook her head and said.

"Nian Yue has been on guard all night, and now she is going to rest. Let the other disciples serve her from time to time."

Zhang Taiyan had many disciples and had a great influence in Suzhou. When many students heard that he was ill, they came to take care of him.

During the conversation, two doctors came out from the yard.

One tall and one short, one western and one middle, they feel like a pair of partners.

As soon as he saw Bao Guowei, Dr. Charlie's face lit up with joy. Ever since he learned last time that the other person was Bao Guowei, he could hardly suppress his excitement.

Especially after seeing Bao Guowei's various understandings of pathology, I admired him even more.

"Mr. Bao, we agreed last time that you must accept me as your apprentice!"

Charlie said excitedly in broken Chinese.

Bao Guowei looked helpless. How come this Western doctor started learning the Chinese way of becoming a disciple?

Westerners, why do they want to steal everything?
He laughed and had no intention of passing on the medical knowledge of future generations to the other party. Instead, he looked at the taciturn Shen Shiwan.

"Mr. Shen, thank you for taking care of Mr. Taiyan."

Shen Shiwan had a serious look on his face. He shook his head and said, "Mr. Bao, you don't have to be so polite. I am also doing this for money. The various medical theories that your husband told us are the ones that really worked. But I am very curious..."

Shen Shiwan wanted to ask, but stopped himself. He knew it was obviously impolite to ask such questions.

But he was really shocked by the various theories of clinical medicine expounded by Bao Guowei, such as the use of auscultation and the understanding of supplementing patients with protein, vitamins and trace elements.

You should know that at this time vitamin C has not yet been truly synthesized artificially and is only in the research stage.

Bao Guowei can conclude that supplementing with vitamin C can improve and restore the patient's immunity to a certain extent.

This was something Shen Shiwan couldn't believe at all.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Shen Shiwan explained to Bao Guowei seriously.

"Mr. Taiyan's current condition is still not optimistic. With these advanced medical methods, it may be possible to prolong the time of the disease. However, considering his age, it is difficult to guarantee whether other symptoms will break out during this process. Time is still very critical."

Bao Guowei nodded, exhaled and said.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen. I know what I am doing."

He already had various plans in his mind, and he would first use various medical methods to take good care of Zhang Taiyan.

Then, in a month, perhaps with the help of the scientific community, we can achieve the complete clinical application of penicillin!
By then, Zhang Taiyan should be able to recover from his illness.

Of course, he also carried penicillin powder with him, so he would not care about the side effects when necessary.

"Mr. Bao, I would like to discuss the issue of clinical theory."

After hesitating for a long time, Shen Shiwan still couldn't suppress his curiosity.

For a doctor like him, the knowledge revealed by Bao Guowei was too tempting.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Master! Master! Something terrible has happened!"

Seeing from a distance that it was Cao Yanhai, Bao Guowei kicked him angrily.

"What are you making so much noise for? Mr. Taiyan is still resting!"

Cao Yanhai was used to it, and he still had a happy expression on his face as he spoke.

"Master! Master! What a great news! You won a prize! And it's a big one!"

"what?"

Bao Guowei frowned.

The others also looked up and cast curious glances at Cao Yanhai.

(End of this chapter)