Plagiarism in academic papers is a great crime. Zhang Meixi will also express her hatred for this clearly. But this one plagiarized by Robert's cousin Lublt is still a little different. Zhang Meixi carefully recalled that when she met Robert on the cruise ship, the two discussed the history of medicine for three hundred years. Robert has always been very constructive.

In this field, there are more than ten correspondences between the two, which cannot be regarded as Mr. Shandong's independent creation. Judging by Robert's dozens of telegrams, the price he paid for this was also a bit too harsh.

So Zhang Meixi sent a telegram to Robert and the British Science and Technology News and her London secretary Thomas, stating that the "Cardiography" paper was co-authored by the two of them, and Mr. Shandong was also amazed at Dr. Robert's talent in this field.

This should be considered a very high evaluation.

Robert took the telegram and read it, the expression on his face changed several times, and finally froze into an iceberg state, and his original water-blue eyes almost turned ice-blue.

"Mr. Shandong agrees that the paper is counted as a co-author, so what happened to my little princess? Has she ever been punished? ”

He knew very well that his contribution in this field was not as high as Mr. Shandong's evaluation, and all the key points were put forward by Mr. Shandong's translator, Miss Meixi, so it can be said that Mr. Shandong put forward them. Now that I have this telegram, I can be regarded as completely turned over, but I am afraid that the damage caused to Miss Meixi will be difficult to make up.

It was a very deep pain of guilt, and this pain caused his body temperature to drop so rapidly that he had the illusion that his entire body had become an iceberg.

The pet puppy at Robert's feet scratched the iron cage with a feverish fever due to the heat, and it was accompanied by a roar. The person in charge of the pet hospital came over.

"Robert, what's wrong?"

Robert stood there quietly, unanswered.

The person in charge of the pet hospital pushed him angrily, and suddenly stopped timidly. He found that Dr. Robert in front of him seemed to be a different person, and he was as noble as a prince. No one can be offended.

Robert was pushed before turning his gaze to the person in front of him:

"It's just an ordinary wound infection, a skin test has been done, you can give it ten units of penicillin."

The person in charge of the pet hospital immediately nodded obediently. It took a while to react, what was going on? Looks like I'm Dr. Robert's superior, right?

Robert didn't say anything more, he just took off his mask and gloves, took off his pet hospital uniform, and walked out of the hospital. First, take the train to the post office. Two very long telegrams were sent, one to Mr. Shandong and the other to Miss Meixi. In the end, he went back to the third-class inn where he had been staying.

In the hotel, Marit, an elderly maid with a waist as fat as a bucket, is cleaning up the room, and even Lubutt and Sister Ping are being instructed by her.

"We are no longer suitable for staying in a hotel, the cost is too high. If you rent a house, you can save half the cost. ”

Sister Ping is a student in Shanghai's Shuyu Girls' School, a figure in the money power field, and she also nodded:

"If we cook our own food, we can save a little more."

The inn is very dilapidated. There are suspicious stains everywhere that are not easy to clean.

Sister Ping is also an economic calculator, she continued to build yì said:

"If you buy a house, it's even more economical."

The maid Maritte bent down with great effort, she rolled her eyes as big as a cow, and whispered to Sister Sù Ping:

"We have no money!"

For the aristocracy, it was humiliating to have no money, and it was impossible to buy a house without money, so they had to endure the exploitation of the first floor with zero rent.

Dr. Robert walked in from the outside, with an icy aura.

Lublt greeted him, also frightened by his cousin's momentum. He was a little panicked and didn't dare to look into his cousin's eyes:

"We had to move out today. Everything is almost packed, only your books are left. ”

As a highly learned aristocrat, Robert's book collection was massive, although he had been wandering over the years. Some of them were missing, but in general there were two large boxes left, most of which were still in the boxes unopened. A tiny fraction of it has been placed in the bedrooms of the hotel.

The paper was published without permission, and Lubt was a big playboy who was also panicked and saddened by the consequences, so he did not dare to touch Robert's bookcase.

Robert nodded slightly. Silently, he walked to the desk and sat down. Covered in the cold, idlers should not enter.

Sister Ping quietly called Lubt out and discussed one thing with him:

"I can spend half of my money to buy a house and live together, but there is one condition, you must marry me."

Lubutt looked at Sister Ping affectionately:

"This is something I couldn't ask for."

The two of them stood hand in hand, their faces sweet.

The maid Marité soon learned about it, and she wiped her eyes with her sleeve and said:

"In that case, what else is there to choose? I'm afraid our lives will be terrible in the future. ”

But it can't be worse.

Robert wrote a new paper overnight, marking Mr. Shandong and his own name, and writing Mr. Shandong in the front. On the second day, I took the tram to the British Science and Technology News.

The editor of the newspaper, who was in charge of this section, had already received a telegram from Mr. Shandong, so he received him warmly. And I tried my best to ask Robert for a manuscript, hoping that he could write a record essay recalling how to get along with Mr. Shandong and studying academic together.

Robert shook his head:

"I haven't met Mr. Shandong, I hope he is an upright and noble man."

This is just hope, and his greater hope is that Miss Meixi will not be implicated. Because I was so worried, the muscles of my whole body and face stiffened, and the cold became heavier and heavier.

This momentum scared the editors a lot.

The manuscripts for the British Science and Technology News were all arranged a few days in advance, but this time the editor was particularly attentive to the paper sent by Robert. Immediately he wrote a preface describing the beginning and end of the story, and immediately after it was written, it was typeset and printed along with the manuscript.

The whole incident was described as just writing a less mature paper at the beginning, using his cousin's signature to solicit the opinions of the medical community, and now that the opinions have been sorted out, it is Mr. Shandong and his name that the full text is published.

Three days later, Robert was justified in the circles of the scientific community, he did not plagiarize Mr. Shandong, and even had a particularly friendly cooperative relationship with Mr. Shandong.

Once the reputation issue of plagiarism is temporarily resolved, it is time to solve another huge reputation issue. The question of the succession of Robert's distant uncle to the dukedom title.

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The next chapter is being revised, so please read it again tomorrow. (To be continued.) )