The best time to plan for the year is in the morning.
As the first rays of sunlight streamed into the Institute of Biotechnology.
More than 20 researchers have all arrived and gathered in the conference room.
And the person standing at the very front was a teenager.
"In China, genetic diseases account for a very high proportion of pediatric illnesses. With the advancement of our biotechnology, acute infectious diseases and malnutrition-related diseases have been effectively controlled. However, we are still helpless against genetic diseases. Some studies have shown that among pediatric patients hospitalized in hospitals, 25% to 38% are due to genetic causes. And genetically related mortality rates can account for up to 11%."
"Clinically, this is classified into types such as malformation, metabolic disorder, and neurological and muscular dysfunction."
Jiang Cheng solemnly introduced the information he currently possessed.
The researchers in the audience listened attentively.
Shen Yiran, in particular, gradually became solemn as she began to speak, instead of being nonchalant at first.
"Our gene therapy drugs, once developed, primarily target genetic diseases caused by DNA mutations, controlling the accumulation of metabolic products, replacing end-stage metabolites, and providing adjuvant therapy..."
Jiang Cheng typed the circled characters heavily on the whiteboard.
"Have you all memorized the thousand variations?" His sharp gaze swept over everyone in the conference room.
The crowd looked at each other.
Professor Shu Zhicheng was the first to reply, "No problem, Jiang Group."
In fact, none of these researchers slept well last night. They take scientific research very seriously and dare not slack off in this regard.
Jiang Cheng was very satisfied with this attitude!
Fifteen minutes later.
The group changed into lab coats, put on gloves, and underwent sterilization before entering the laboratory.
The room was spotless, with various sophisticated instruments on the table and the shelves displaying the most advanced biotechnology equipment.
The laboratory, spanning a full 400 square meters, encompasses all steps in the development of gene-based drugs.
"You two will pair up and find your assigned number at the designated location."
Jiangcheng made arrangements for them in an orderly manner.
"Our first task is to achieve a breakthrough in single-gene point mutations within cells..."
In the bustling laboratory.
The sounds of Jiangcheng kept coming.
Everyone was engrossed in their own work, including Shen Yiran.
Lanjing, thousands of miles away...
At Lanzhou University of Science and Technology.
In the classroom.
A beautiful girl was listening to the lesson absentmindedly.
She was wearing a black dress, and white stockings accentuated her soft, slender legs.
"Xue Rou... Xue Rou?" Her best friend nudged her twice.
Zhao Xuerou, whose thoughts had wandered off into the distance, suddenly snapped out of her reverie.
"What's wrong?"
"Why have you been so absent-minded all morning? Is something wrong?" Liu Mengke asked.
"Oh, really? I'm thinking about something."
Zhao Xuerou took out her phone and glanced at the chat page, which had no replies. Jiang Cheng's bewildered dog avatar was still as cute as ever.
Open WeChat Moments.
She went through each and every one of the posts again, even those she had seen countless times before.
Her best friend next to her rolled her eyes at her behavior, speechless.
She's probably been poisoned by Jiang Cheng...
After browsing through them, Zhao Xuerou opened her friends list, clicked on each profile picture, and then deleted the friends.
"Xue Rou, what are you doing?" Meng Ke was immediately surprised. "Why did you suddenly delete so many friends?"
"Oh, they were all guys who used to pursue me. Keeping them around is pointless; they'd only harass me. I deleted them because I was afraid Jiangcheng would misunderstand."
"......"
Kyoto Biotechnology Research Institute.
"Group 12, variant number 254?"
"I'm sorry, Captain Jiang, I forgot. Could you please repeat it?"
"Group Four, another problem? Variation number 88?"
"I'm sorry, Jiang Group, I didn't remember the past..."
"What's going on with Group 1! Shen Yiran, you've forgotten about the people in the very front row?"
"I······"
Jiang Cheng frowned, his face extremely gloomy.
The experiment went very poorly. Because it was the first day, the researchers were too unfamiliar with the process and made repeated mistakes.
"I repeatedly emphasized yesterday! You must remember this! How can you carry out your work like this!"
Jiang Cheng coldly rebuked the crowd, showing them no mercy whatsoever.
"Each of them holds at least a doctorate, yet they repeatedly make basic mistakes. Is this the elite that Professor Zhong found for me?"
Faced with his questioning.
No one spoke in the lab.
Everyone immediately realized that the Jiang Group was far from being as easy to bully as it seemed.
A shy and inexperienced young man?
hehe!
He's practically a tyrant!
"Is it really necessary...? What do they take us for?" the professor muttered.
"If we make a mistake, we can just correct it. It won't take much time," Wan Xingyan, the male PhD student who was noticeably tall, protested.
"Alright, stop talking," Old Wei from the Beihua Research Institute said, stopping the two from protesting.
Jiang Cheng took a deep breath. "Let's do it again. This time, everyone, give it your all!"
The research project is proceeding at a rapid pace.
But half an hour later, some people went on strike.
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