Shadow of great britain

Greysham College, in the laboratory of the Royal Institution of the Royal Society.

Farah manipulated the experimental instruments with one hand, and recorded some data on paper from time to time with the other hand.

At this time, he completely lost the enthusiasm he had in the lecture that day. He frowned from time to time, and then suddenly relaxed. After pondering for a moment, he seemed to have figured out something key, and suddenly clapped his palms all over his face. He walked towards the door with a smile.

But before he could reach the door, he found a familiar face sitting on the chair in the laboratory behind him.

Faraday was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Mr. Hastings, when did you come?"

Arthur stood up, took off his hat and said, "I just came. If you are busy, you can continue."

The experimental apprentice on the side heard this and said with a smile: "Mr. Hastings has been here for a while, but he saw you doing experiments, so he didn't have the heart to disturb you."

Faraday smiled and waved his hand: "You don't have to do this. Didn't I tell you before? If you have any scientific questions, you can come to the laboratory to see me at any time.

By the way, I'm almost finished with the paper on electromagnetic induction. Would you like to take a look at it and help me check for any gaps? If you have no questions, please sign at the back. "

"signature?"

When Arthur heard this, he quickly refused: "I just provided some trivial things. At most, they are some experience methods. It's not a big deal."

"Um……"

After hearing this, Faraday held his chin and thought for a while: "If you don't want to sign... By the way, have you published a paper on electricity? If not, you can write one as soon as possible during this time, mainly discussing your The Lawrence force, oh, no, it’s the Hastings force. In this case, I can mark the citation when I publish the paper."

Arthur couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this: "Mr. Faraday, why do you have to take me with you? I am just an amateur science enthusiast, and I only have a little knowledge of electricity. What I say casually cannot be taken seriously."

When Faraday heard this, his smile suddenly faded. He took a deep breath and his tone became serious.

"Mr. Hastings, science cannot be faked. I think your conjecture has a certain theoretical basis and is not made up out of thin air.

And, most importantly, if it's your discovery, it should be yours. I can give in on anything, but I won't give in on this.

Although I am just an ordinary scientific researcher, I have no identity, I am just a civilian. I don't have much wealth or status, so I can't force anyone to obey.

But I also have my principles, and I will never steal anyone’s scientific results. I have sworn to God on my life about this.

Please forgive me for my offence, I didn't mean it to you. But please do take my offer seriously, because I'm not kidding. "

Arthur originally wanted to refuse, but the experimental apprentice beside him suddenly grabbed his sleeve and muttered softly.

"Mr. Hastings, please stop being stubborn with Mr. Faraday.

He is a very good person and usually very talkative, but he is extremely persistent in scientific ethics.

Because he has been injured in this area.

You may not know that Mr. Faraday was falsely accused of experimental plagiarism in his early years. If Mr. Faraday had not been a decent man and persevered, his research career and reputation would have been almost ruined.

So, don't continue to refuse, he will be very sad. "

But even though the young apprentice said so, Arthur couldn't bite the bullet.

Faraday thought he was declining, but in fact Arthur was not.

It's okay if you ask him to hunt down criminals, but wouldn't it cost him his life to ask him to write a paper on electricity?

"Mr. Faraday, I'm really not refusing. To be honest, I actually graduated from the history department, and electrical thesis is really not my expertise."

Faraday saw his attitude softening, and the smile returned to his face.

"It's nothing. You at least went to college, but I only have a primary school diploma. If I can write something, you, a college student, must be able to do it too.

Being a scientist is not as difficult as you might think, and what you may not know is that there are many people in our industry who do not have higher education.

My mentor, Sir Humphry Davy, also only went to high school, but he relied on his diligence and hard work to become the best chemist in Britain.

If you're not confident about writing your paper, I'm here to help. As you can see, I'm in the lab almost every day and you can start by writing a first draft.

After writing it, bring it here. I will accompany you to revise it over and over again. Diligence can make up for your shortcomings, and we will one day complete it successfully. "

When Arthur heard this, sweat dropped from his forehead: "Okay, okay, I'll think about it."

When Agares saw this, he smiled from ear to ear: "Arthur, I'm afraid this Faraday wants to kill you. How about you get me a soul and I can help you with the thesis?"

Seeing that Arthur finally accepted it, Faraday felt relieved. He smiled and asked: "What do you want to hear about when you come to me today? Electricity or chemistry?"

Arthur quickly changed the subject: "To be honest, I came to you today for two purposes. Mr. Faraday, the knowledge about chemical gases you gave me last time, I didn't expect to come in handy so quickly."

Faraday was a little surprised when he heard this: "Did you use it to solve the case?"

Arthur smiled and nodded: "I can't go into too much detail yet, but if there is a final result, I believe you will see it in the newspaper. The knowledge you gave me may have saved many people's lives. "

"That's great!"

Faraday patted Arthur's shoulder excitedly: "Do you know why I like science? It's because I believe science can make the world a better place. Thank you, Mr. Hastings!

You have made my ideal come true. Learning this news makes me even happier than discovering electromagnetic induction!

What would you like to learn today? Distillation to extract benzene? Metallographic analysis? Liquefied chlorine and other gases? Preparation of hexachloroethane and tetrachlorethylene? Or the methods and rules of electrolysis?

As long as you want to learn, I know it, and I am willing to teach you! "

Arthur quickly waved his hand and said: "Mr. Faraday, I can learn these things later. I am looking for you today to ask if you know any experts who treat lung diseases. There is a dying little life in St. Giles Parish. He is in urgent need of a professional doctor to save him.”

"Expert in treating lung disease?" Faraday thought for a moment, then suddenly clapped his hands and said, "You really have found the right person. Do you still remember the last time I told you about nitrous oxide?"

"Nitrous oxide? Laughing gas?" Arthur couldn't help but frowned when he heard the term: "Go on."

Faraday smiled and said: "In fact, the properties of nitrous oxide were discovered by chance by my mentor Sir Humphrey Davy.

At that time, Clifton founded a gas therapy institute, and their main research topic was whether lung diseases could be treated by breathing gas.

My supervisor was invited to help with the research. He prepared a large number of gases according to Joseph Priestley's "Experiments and Observations on Various Airs", one of which was nitrous oxide.

He prepared a large bottle full of nitrous oxide, but the institute's founder, Dr. Thomas Beddoes, accidentally broke the bottle, leaving the stuff everywhere in the laboratory.

The two of them laughed inside for about ten minutes. When other people came in and realized something was wrong, they quickly pulled them out, and nothing happened.

Later, when I was an apprentice with my mentor, I went to the gas research institute. Please wait a moment, and I will copy the address to you. "