As soon as the three left, the medical association staff brought the three groups of research results to the judging panel.

Several directors of research institutes and members of the Medical Association gathered around to watch.

"This isn't just research done temporarily during a competition; it's completely ready for clinical application!"

The director of Kyoto Medical Research Institute sighed.

President Wang sighed.

"These three people can be directly selected for the International Medical Competition in July this year."

The others had no objection to this.

The chaos caused by Lin Qingqing's sudden death has now been sorted out.

The memorial service at Babaoshan was carried out in an orderly manner.

The Sky Eagle Guard had three division commanders in charge, and the situation was temporarily stable.

Everyone at the Tianying Medical Research Institute was depressed.

But the work still has to be done.

The three vice presidents of Mr. Lin each performed their duties and kept the Institute of Medical Research under a tight security guard.

To prevent someone from taking the opportunity to break into the institute and steal.

After Jiang Haixia and the other two came back, the younger sister went to the pharmaceutical factory and Ruan Shusen went to the research institute.

Jiang Haixia went to find Mr. Lin.

"Mr. Lin, you will be the acting director of the Tianying Medical Research Institute for the time being. You will exercise the authority granted by the first person in charge. All matters will proceed according to schedule."

After saying that, Jiang Haixia took out a piece of equipment design drawing from her pocket and gave it to Mr. Lin.

Mr. Lin unfolded it and took a look.

My hands started to tremble involuntarily.

Dean Kobayashi is not used to drawing design drawings. He will mark the date in the lower right corner and press his own personal seal.

Prevent drawings from being confused.

"This date..."

Jiang Haixia looked at Mr. Lin deeply.

"Mr. Lin, you can't leave the Medical Research Institute for the next three months. All contacts must be recorded."

This is what Lin Qingqing instructed in the car.

The design drawings in Mr. Lin's hand were drawn after Lin Qingqing woke up and entered the space.

The date written is today.

Mr. Lin nodded heavily.

"Understand!"

He carefully put the drawings away and would put them in the safe later.

"If you have any problems that you can't solve, you can come to me." Jiang Haixia said.

Mr. Lin nodded.

She thought she was forwarding these questions to Lin Qingqing.

In fact, Jiang Haixia now carries decades of medical knowledge. What she means is that if she encounters any problem that cannot be solved, she can answer it.

Seeing that Mr. Lin misunderstood, she didn't explain.

Then Mr. Lin went out in high spirits.

He told Li Yiren and Shi Deans, "Dean Xiaolin left a will: to carry out everything according to plan and to fight the tough battle in two months."

When I heard it was a last will.

The other two vice presidents were also very excited.

My enthusiasm is the same as when I first came to the Medical Research Institute, and I have endless energy.

After seeing Mr. Lin, the Medical Research Institute suddenly returned to its usual busy state.

I still think I am the smartest.

So Dean Kobayashi wants to give him the acting position.

After daydreaming for two seconds, Mr. Lin returned to the dormitory and took out the blueprint given to him by Lin Qingqing.

He had a hard time understanding the instrument's design.

Why does it feel like it's much more advanced than the design drawings he drew before? He even doesn't understand how some of the tools work.

After two hours of research.

He then confirmed that he really couldn't understand it.

Go find Jiang Haixia immediately.

Jiang Haixia took a quick glance and explained the equipment's operation and functions.

It's like reciting an instruction manual.

"Is this what Dean Kobayashi taught you?"

Jiang Haixia shook her head and then nodded.

"While Qingqing is away, if you have anything, just come to me directly."

The wrinkles on Old Lin's face moved.

When did Haixia learn these?

Isn't she a security guard?