Valentin Levin knew that MD was a medical doctor, and he also knew that PhD was a scientific research doctor, but this was the first time he heard about the joint training program, but when the suspicious eyes fell on Zheng Jianguo's indifferent face, these moments in his mind were distorted by the meaning of the words: "From funding to academic all-round support? Zheng, do you want to invest in Cell magazine?"

With the exit of the question, Valentin Levin suddenly found that he didn't seem to have heard the news of how much money Zheng Jianguo had made for a long time, and immediately continued to ask without waiting for the other party to speak: "You didn't lose money in silver, did you?"

"No, I closed the position before the fall-"

Hearing that the other party's understanding of himself was still stuck in the investment of the silver age, Zheng Jianguo also knew that this half of the researcher was well-informed, and the vast majority of the experimenters in the laboratory at this time were afraid that they never cared about things other than research, so they nodded and smiled: "There will be no problem in terms of funds, I only invest in "Cell" because I think that I will always go through journals to publish papers in the future, and in view of the direction I am looking for myself belongs to the field of life sciences, this is more consistent with your "Cell" magazine."

Of course, after my investment, only the ownership of the journal has changed, and as for the personnel and financial aspects of management, you are still in charge of Mr. Levin, and you will not interfere in the review of papers, of course, out of personal interest, I want to see every submitted paper——"

"Every single one?"

With the favorable conditions in his ears, especially when your "Cell" magazine appeared, Valentin Levin's eyes lit up and his complexion changed slightly, he has been in charge for so long, and he has thought about the future of "Cell" magazine countless times and planned countless times, after all, this is his entire career, but no one is optimistic about his ideals due to personal ability, so he found a relationship and attached to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology Press.

So until this moment, when Zheng Jianguo heard that he could still have the management rights, personnel rights and review rights of the magazine, Valentin Levine's heart was immediately moved, but when he heard the last request, a certain unbelievable thought appeared in his mind: "Is this trying to plagiarize or is it just curiosity?"

"Mr. Levin, you should have heard of the dispute between me and Nong Shaoshan, and he is still clamoring for the media to sue me in court, but I have not received a summons from the court until now, so please believe me about academic ethics, I will not risk my lifelong reputation for the sake of temporary honor. ”

Just looking at the undisguised hesitation flashing on Valentin Levin's fair face, Zheng Jianguo understood what he was worried about, since he became a reviewer of the "Lancet" at the beginning of last year, and even a reviewer of the "Journal of the American Medical Association" later, he has a personal understanding and experience of the level of researchers here, you must know that the vast majority of those who can submit to these two journals are iconic figures who have been famous for a long time and even highly respected.

And put it in the process or research, even if the quality of the article is not discussed, the methods and ideas of the experiments in each paper alone are the best improvement for a half-baked person like him, not to mention that the reason why he made this request is also to use these methods and ideas to awaken some silent words in his memory, because if even the director of the emergency room of the smallest hospital in his previous life can hear it, it either represents a huge discovery or represents an astronomical amount of money-

Of course, being a reviewer for two years, Zheng Jianguo's identity as a reviewer, especially as a reviewer of a world-class authoritative journal, is like having the mentality of a nuclear country facing a non-nuclear country.

With so many benefits, Zheng Jianguo naturally won't give up halfway: "Not to mention my current identity, it's true that if there is some scandal in my student or research room in the future, I won't ask Cell Magazine to help me do anything, Mr. Valentin Levin, I can guarantee that you have absolute rights in the magazine——"

"Zheng, I've thought too much about this, your current identity naturally wouldn't do that kind of thing-"

Valentin Levine, of course, knew about Zheng Jianguo's dispute with the paper fraudster, Nong Shaoshan, which made headlines on major television and media at the time, and it was said that the latter's university had fired him.

However, when many thoughts flashed in his mind, Valentin Levin also remembered the identity of the person in front of him, the discoverer of Helicobacter and atomic-scale graphite layers, who would plagiarize the work of other researchers?

A guy who puts the two fields he has opened up and doesn't study them, and instead steals other people's research?

The answer, of course, is no!

made a judgment in an instant, Valentin Levin did not continue to cover up, looked at the door of the office and said: "Zheng, I can't reply to you now about this proposal of yours, I need to think about it for a few days-"

"Of course, I'm going to go to a meeting in the field tomorrow, and I'll be back at the beginning of next month, if you agree, you can leave me a message, and I'll talk about it when I come back." ”

Knowing that his invitation was a bit abrupt, Zheng Jianguo didn't think that he could make people agree immediately, but the conditions he could offer now were all opened, and if people really refused him, he couldn't do anything.

"Well, good!"

Frowning slightly, Valentin Levin nodded and still couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart: "Meeting?"

"March Meeting of the American Physical Society. ”

Zheng Jianguo didn't hide it, and when he said it with a smile, he saw Valentin Levin nodding suddenly, and then looked at him with a curious face: "It's just Zheng, you have graduated from medical school now, and you also have to be trained in the PhD joint program, so your atomic-level graphite layer has just given up?"

With a moving expression, Thomas's smiling face appeared in Zheng Jianguo's mind, the reason why he came to MIT was not simply to find Valentin Levin to talk about the review and investment in the magazine, but the most important thing was that Thomas, who he hadn't seen for a long time, asked him to come over on the phone.

At that time, Zheng Jianguo was still thinking about what it would be to find him, but he didn't expect Valentin Levin to tell him a possibility, and he graduated from medical school and participated in the joint program training of resident doctors, so graphene was put down like this?

With this faint thought, Zheng Jianguo, who sat down for a while, was sent to the door of the corridor by Valentin Levin and editor-in-chief Igor Angelis, and it didn't take much effort to arrive at the physics department building of MIT, but he didn't expect to be startled by Yuna who came to him before he entered the building, and looked at the thick police uniform on the other party and said, "Yuna, what's wrong here?"

"Well, a professor got a package and called the police when he suspected it was a bomb—"

Yuna, who was also surprised, was wearing a neat police uniform, but the original long wavy hair had become a simple ponytail at this time, and when she arrived in front of Zheng Jianguo, her eyes fell on his face, and her blue eyes were shining: "Why did you get here?"

"Well, Professor Thomas has something to do with me—"

His eyes swept over the not long ponytail, Zheng Jianguo's eyes couldn't help but flicker a few times when he spoke, and his mind vaguely flashed back to the long wavy hair that seemed to have commented on her last time he went to study, but more when he was holding Fiona's long golden hair a few days ago, of course, these thoughts were quickly dispelled by the police who appeared in the corridor, to be exact, the cardboard box package in the policeman's hand: "I remember that the professor who was bombed last time seems to be also from university science and engineering?"

"I don't know, let's let you-"

Yuna shook her head and dragged Zheng Jianguo to the side, who looked at him with the eyes of the policeman with the cardboard box package, knowing the pressure brought by the famous bomber, but he vaguely remembered in his mind that this should be an unsociable student who embarked on the path of extreme revenge after graduating and not being able to integrate into normal society.

Relying on the developed information network decades later, Zheng Jianguo has some impressions of this bomber who turned on the explosion mode, but he only has some impressions, such as this randomly selected mailing target, behind which it is not aimed at someone or a group, but for the upcoming technological society.

Of course, Zheng Jianguo's few memories are more than the police know more about criminals at this time, at least the sentence he asked is that some memories are at work, but fortunately, Yuna's attention is on him, but he doesn't think much about this sentence: "If this is really sent by that person, it's the fourth bomb-"

The bomber's first masterpiece happened at Northwestern University in Chicago, that is, in 1978, when Zheng Jianguo was preparing for the graduate school entrance examination, but the second one still appeared in Chicago Northwestern University, but the time was in the middle of 1979, but unfortunately at that time he was busy doing adaptive learning and the STEP1 exam, and the third was changed to the airline's plane, it is said that if the technology is not up to par, then there will be a plane crash and death.

And this fourth one actually happened at MIT!

"It's a package, not a bomb, a false alarm—"

Staring at the EOD police outside, Zheng Jianguo heard Yuna next to him also breathe a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's really good, Zheng, you have to review it before the interview next month, how about I come to you then?"

Yuna's face is a melon seed face, I don't know if it's freezing or scared at this time, it's getting whiter and whiter, Boston is just a few days late but didn't leave, Zheng Jianguo, who was wearing a tweed coat, felt a little cold: "Okay, call me before you come, walk slowly on the road." ”

Seeing Yuna leave, Zheng Jianguo's gaze retracted on her bright smiling face, but he didn't expect Thomas to be walking towards him not far behind him, so he smiled and said, "Professor Thomas-"

"Zheng, welcome. ”

Just like the shiny fur-edged suit he had seen last year, Thomas smiled and reached out to shake it, his light blue eyes swept over the entrance behind him, and he smiled, "Congratulations on your graduation—"

"The graduation ceremony hasn't started yet, so I can't say I'm graduating, but I passed the STEP2 exam. ”

Zheng Jianguo and the old man's hands were loosened as soon as they shook their hands, looked at the sweater inside his suit and said, "You are wearing too little, this hand is colder than mine." ”

"You're a young man, energetic and energetic, it's okay if you don't wear it, let's go, let's go in, you also said that I wear less-"

Thomas replied with a smile, turned his head and patted his arm and walked side by side in the corridor, his voice was still low: "I didn't expect you to really pass STEP2, I also inquired, saying that even if the credit limit is removed, it is really difficult to pass the STEP2 exam in a year and a half, and the doctor said that it is equivalent to a resident doctor winning the Lasker Award——"

The Lasker Prize, whose full name is the Albert Lasker Prize, is another top award in the field of physiology and medicine in addition to the Nobel Prize in Physiology and Medicine, and was co-founded by Albert Lasker, a famous American advertising manager and philanthropist, who is known as the "father of modern advertising", and his wife Mary Ward Lasker.

After Lasker's death in 1952, Mrs. Lasker, known as the "First Lady of Medical Research", continued to promote the Lasker Prize, and became a frequent visitor to Capitol Hill with her excellent communication skills.

She was the one who actively sought public support for funding for medical research in the United States, and it was she who drove the clarion call for the war on cancer in the United States, and her extraordinary achievements have had a profound impact on the health sciences of the United States.

Because the results of the Lasker Prize are usually announced in September, while the results of the Nobel Prize are announced in October, and the proportion of Nobel Prizes won after the Lasker Prize for Basic Medical Research is higher, the Lasker Prize is also known as the "Nobel Prize vane" in the medical community.

Zheng Jianguo didn't know which doctor Thomas asked, in fact, if he was asked as a client, even if there was no credit limit to pass the STEP2 exam, it would be no less difficult than an ordinary researcher winning the Nobel Prize.

The reason why he successfully passed the exam in a year and a half is actually because he worked as a doctor for decades in his previous life, and this year and a half is purely a continuation of the adaptive learning that began when he first arrived.

Of course, these are not to be said to Thomas, Zheng Jianguo smiled and followed him into the office and sat down, then unceremoniously picked up the coffee pot and poured a cup of coffee: "Maybe it is the experience I have accumulated when I was a child and practiced medicine with my father, if you know my learning experience in this part, then it will not be strange that I can pass the STEP2 exam now." ”

"Yes, you've been practicing medicine with your father since you were a child—"

Some pale cheeks flashed suddenly, and Thomas sat directly next to Zheng Jianguo and said: "Then it doesn't need to be said that you accepted the invitation of Massachusetts General Hospital, I believe that Harvard University will not let you go to other hospitals."

So I'd like to know your idea for research on atomic-scale graphite, as far as I know, residents have very little time for themselves, and I've heard that residents have to go through two years of training at the shortest, and you're going to give up on atomic-scale graphite at this time?"