Chapter 112: Wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk

Zhou Wen stayed in the Science and Technology Park until half past five in the evening, and then went directly back to the Maple Leaf Lane community. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test

Shen Xue got off work early today, and when Zhou Wen arrived home, she was cooking.

The upper body is tied with a floral apron, and inside is a white T-shirt + black shorts + sandals, a pair of snow-white slender legs and fleshy (_!_), very beautiful.

Zhou Wen couldn't help but look at it twice.

Stir.

Shen Xue smiled and asked, "How was the exam?"

Zhou Wen: "It's okay. ā€

Shen Xue: "It's okay." Then you can watch TV first, and there is still half an hour to eat. ā€

"Well, I'll send it in. Zhou Wen said with a smile, walked to the dining table, poked an apple with a toothpick, and turned around and entered the study.

After the guidance of several bigwigs in the group, Zhou Wen stayed up late in the past two days to refine "Clinical Treatment of Cryptococcus mutans".

Zhou Wen opened the computer file and carefully reviewed it, and after confirming that there was no problem, he sent it to the mailbox of the journal "Lancet Infectious Diseases".

The Lancet Infectious Diseases is a professional journal under The Lancet, and the rest also includes The Lancet Neurology, The Lancet Oncology, etc.

All of them are well-known journals in the medical field.

Just got it done, Shen Xue outside had already shouted, "It's time to eat." ā€

"Here we are. ā€

After Zhou Wen came out, he found that Zuo Mengmeng hadn't come back yet, "Hey, where is Zuo Mengmeng?"

"She's on duty today. ā€

Zhou Wen let out an "oh", and then asked, "Do you want to drink some wine?"

"Huh?" Shen Xue, who came over with the soup, was puzzled, and said with a smile: "Do you want to drink it?" ā€

When Shen Xue smiled, her eyes were like crescent moons, very soft and charming, which tickled Zhou Wen's heart.

Zhou Wen: "Then I'll go get the wine......"

Zhou Wen went to the cabinet and took a bottle of Guojiao 1573 out.

Last week, a relative from his hometown came to Jiangzhou Hospital to see a doctor and brought him two bottles of Guojiao 1573, as well as some local specialties from his hometown, such as local eggs, salted duck, craft raisins and so on.

He accepted the souvenir, but the two bottles of wine were converted back at the market price.

Still like last time, one cup per person.

"Come on, do it~"

The two of them touched the glass, and then took a sip.

The high-grade liquor was like a fire, flowing down the throat and down the abdomen, and sweating on the forehead on the spot.

"Hiss......" Zhou Wen gasped directly.

Shen Xue also stuck out her tongue spicy, and one hand was still fanning in front of her mouth, "Wow, it's so spicy......"

"Eat fast. ā€œ

Zhou Wen sandwiched a chopstick and garlic paste to fry chrysanthemum vegetables into her bowl.

"Uh-huh, you eat ...... too"

Women don't get drunk, men don't have a chance.

Of course, this sentence can also be said the other way around.

Two people who "have their own ghosts", you have a cup and I have a cup, and your face is red when you drink.

Before the meal was finished, the heads of the two were already glued together.

(* ̄3) (e ̄*)

(* ̄3) (e ̄*)

……

Just as Zhou Wen was attacking the city with both hands, the sound of the key turning came from the door.

A door slam followed.

"Bang-"

The two people who were stuck together in the dining room immediately separated, and the corners of their mouths were still covered with slippery saliva.

And Zuo Mengmeng, who was standing at the entrance, looked at the two of them from a distance, and asked suspiciously: "What are you two doing together?"

Zhou Wen: "Uh...... I didn't do anything. ā€

Shen Xue, who still had hair sticking to her cheeks, asked weakly, "Why did you come back so early?"

"Wang Mei and I have changed shifts. Zuo Mengmeng changed her shoes and walked over, saw the white wine bottle on the table, and said in surprise: "Wow~ You two are actually drinking at home." ā€

Zhou Wen smiled and said: "I'm not a graduate student today, the exam went well, drink some wine to celebrate." ā€

Zuo Mengmeng looked at him directly, looked carefully at his face, his eyes slowly narrowed, and an ambiguous smile appeared on his face.

"Huh~~~ I see. Are you trying to take the opportunity to get Xiaoxue drunk and do something bad?"

"No, no~" Zhou Wen shook his head, serious.

Zuo Mengmeng sat opposite the two, picked up chopsticks and said with a smile: "Tell you, it's useless."

Xiaoxue's father began to teach her to drink when she was very young, and she drank a lot of alcohol, and she would not get drunk with two catties of liquor. ā€

Shen Xue retorted with a flushed face: "How can I have such a high amount of alcohol~"

Zhou Wen was secretly amused in his heart, Zuo Mengmeng didn't know what it meant to be drunk and not drunk......

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Eagle Country, Editorial Board of The Lancet Infectious Diseases.

As one of the world's top medical journals, it naturally receives countless submissions every day.

After all, who wouldn't want to publish an article on The Lancet?

If it is published, it will be a matter of fame and fortune.

But 99 percent of them will be eliminated.

The Lancet has a complete review mechanism, which is divided into three levels of review.

Which papers can be quickly reviewed, which ones are smashy, which ones are Kandashan, which ones are of a certain level, and which ones are innovative?

Very fast.

By the time Zhou's paper was mailed to the Lancet Infectious Diseases editorial office, it had already appeared on the computer of the second-level review editor just three hours later.

At two o'clock in the afternoon local time, Vincent Bach, deputy editor of The Lancet Infectious Diseases, had just arrived at the office when he received a call from the editorial office asking him to read a paper.

Vincent Bach opened his computer mailbox and downloaded the paper, "Clinical Treatment of Cryptococcus mutans".

When he saw the title of the paper, Bach was very surprised.

"What is this?"

Vincent Bach opened the paper and looked at it carefully.

Soon, Vincent Bach had a look of surprise on his face.

In this paper, it is claimed that not only has a mutant cryptococcus been discovered, but it has actually been cured.

If it weren't for the large amount of experimental clinical data in front of him, Vincent Bach would have suspected that this paper was talking nonsense.

Vincent Bach looked at the author's name, an unknown man from China.

However, he saw that at the bottom of the paper, the author thanked several well-known Chinese experts for their valuable advice.

And the names of these famous experts, he also knows, are indeed the authorities on infectious diseases in China. Among them were two academicians.

Vincent Bach immediately pulled out his cell phone and called one of the top microbiology reviewers......

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31st, Friday.

In the morning, Zhou Wen went to the laboratory of the testing center and extracted 10 strains of DNA.

This is for PCR.

Zhou Wen is now the leader of the prion research group, so he doesn't need to help PCR extract DNA at all.

But you can't forget your roots.

Zhang Shuguang has always taken care of him very much, and he can't just get some results and just throw the PCR aside.

What's more, Zhang Shuguang has always wanted him to take over PCR.

After the DNA was extracted, I was going to call Qin Haitao and ask if Ruitai DNA had been sent.

It turned out that the money had already arrived.

Then he glanced at Yu Bao and found that before he knew it, he had 210,000 yuan in deposit.

Zhou Wenleng paused for a moment and couldn't help laughing.

Finally stepped into a well-off.

Then he found the account of Tianhai Intellectual Property Agency and transferred more than 140,000 yuan in three times.

After that, he didn't call to confirm.

Anyway, there is a transfer record, what are you afraid of.

I looked at the account, and there were more than 70,000 left.

He thought about the car again.

He decided to take advantage of his rest day to find a coach to practice two days after tomorrow.

Then he rushed to the Institute of Pharmaceutical Research.

The task of making intermediate drugs has never been done.

The main reason is that I feel that it is too troublesome, and I have a full schedule of time every day, so I really can't spare time to do this task.

While it's okay today, let's get ready.

At noon, Zhou Wen was having lunch in the canteen of the research institute, and the phone rang in his pocket, and it was Chen Zhiyuan calling.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"I said Lao Zhou, when did you learn the tone of this old cadre?" The sister-in-law complained and asked, "Hey, Lao Zhou, are you going to graduate school?"

"Yes. Zhou Wen didn't need to ask to know that his sister-in-law was listening to Xiao Lingling.

As for who Xiao Lingling listened to, then you still need to ask, it must be Xu Shuangyu.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't go to graduate school, why did you want to go to graduate school again?"

"Lao Wang whispers in my ear every day, give him a face. ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ You're awesome. Gather at night?"

"At night...... Yes. ā€

Hanging up the phone, Chen Ruobing, who was sitting opposite, smiled and said, "You are so busy now, how can you still have time to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

"Time is managed. As long as you want, you can too. ā€

After Zhou Wen finished speaking, he remembered that Chen Ruobing graduated with a PhD at the age of 25 and became the deputy director of the Institute of Pharmaceutical Clinical Research at the age of 28, which is an out-and-out genius.

"Forget that you were a genius in the first place. ā€

Chen Ruobing laughed and said, "In front of you, how dare I call it a genius." ā€

Chen Ruobing really admired Zhou Wen in his heart.

Successfully modified the gene of rice aphid, extracted prion protein under conventional circumstances, and independently solved Cryptococcus mutans, such a level cannot be found in the world.

And he's only 23 years old this year.

Chen Ruobing didn't dare to imagine what kind of height he would reach when he was 33 years old?

Maybe it's just looking up!

Then Chen Ruobing smiled again: "Seriously, I regret recruiting you into our research institute now." ā€

Zhou Wenxiao asked, "Why?"

Chen Ruobing said: "Because you make me feel inferior, especially because you are still dangling in front of my eyes every day, always reminding me how incompetent I am." ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ It's not that exaggerated. ā€

"Yes. Chen Ruobing smiled sweetly, like a blooming rose, full of charm in arrogance, "But I won't admit defeat, I will redouble my efforts in the coming days to surpass you in the pharmaceutical field......"

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ps: I'm sorry, please......