With her eyes red, Liu Qing applied a water-soaked towel to her eyes.
Once she could no longer see anything amiss and had cleaned her face and cleared her blocked nose, Liu Qing finally pushed open the bathroom door.
She wanted to say a proper goodbye to her sister.
Perhaps a person's growth only takes a moment.
At that moment, Liu Qing felt that she was no longer the little sister who needed to be protected.
No one will protect her anymore.
"No, I can't think about it anymore." Liu Qing shook her head.
If she thinks about it again, she'll definitely cry.
It gets dark very quickly in the afternoon.
Liu Kou slept all afternoon.
I can only fall asleep peacefully with my eyes closed and with the help of a ventilator.
The caregiver said, "The patient may stop breathing while unconscious."
In other words, respiratory failure requires a breathing aid while sleeping.
Liu Qing sat on the edge of the bed, watching her sister.
To be honest, she couldn't understand her sister's feelings.
Liu Kou always spoke to her as a "parent," so Liu Qing often felt that her older sister was omnipotent.
My sister doesn't need anything.
My sister will make all the plans.
But today, if Sun Lifang hadn't said those words, Liu Qing wouldn't have known—
So my sister has such difficulties.
If her sister hadn't spoken up, Sun Lifang wouldn't have revealed the matter.
She would never know about this and would still think it was her sister's "wise arrangement".
Because it was her sister who personally instructed Zhang Honghua to be her stepmother, Liu Qing, out of respect for her sister's last wish, did not have any doubts.
Unfortunately, I found out myself.
Then the ending can't go according to my sister's wishes.
Liu Qing held her sister's hand in her palm, gently rested her head on the edge of the bed, and fell asleep while inhaling the familiar scent.
I woke up when my neck started to ache and I heard a noise.
Liu Kou sat on the bed with a computer in front of her and several men standing next to her discussing work.
Liu Qing couldn't understand the technical jargon they were using; she only saw her sister being supported from behind, her two hands, covered in bandages, rapidly typing on the keyboard.
"I put the file on drive D, and... there are three more files I haven't entered yet."
Many things in biological sciences are memorized, and Liu Kou is explaining them one by one, worried that her students might not understand the documents.
But she was already very tired, and her speech was halting.
The caregiver next to her said, "Teacher Liu needs to rest. Let her rest first."
Liu Kou could barely sit still, and the caregiver was practically an expert. After she finished speaking, the student next to her nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, teacher, you should rest first, I'll go back and think about it some more."
Liu Kou leaned back in her chair, laughing and scolding, "With your pig brain, you should just ask! You'll never figure it out anyway!"
I always say I understand, but when I submit my paper, it's still a mess.
This shows that students who are admitted to master's or doctoral programs still have a long way to go before becoming true scientists.
Liu Kou is very charming at work, radiating intelligence.
The student who was scolded scratched his head, looking like he wanted to ask a question but didn't know how.
"Tell me, what is it that you don't understand?" Liu Kou could tell what was wrong just by looking at the student.
He sighed and said, "Go ahead and tell me, I won't scold you."
Upon hearing this, the student immediately knelt down beside the bed, clutching their thesis. "Teacher, look," they said, "I followed your instructions step by step, but here—"
It's not that I don't understand something, it's that I don't understand anything at all.
Liu Qing, watching from the side, couldn't help but laugh.
Who would have thought?
These highly accomplished master's and doctoral students, who are considered incredibly impressive by outsiders, are no different from third-grade elementary school students who can't do math when they're in front of their teachers.
Humble and cautious, eager to try yet afraid of being scolded.
Of course, Liu Kou wasn't really insulting them—
It's the students' pride that's getting in the way; they feel embarrassed.
The topic I chose, the direction I found.
The idea was good, but when it came to actually doing the experiment...
Everything collapsed.
Therefore, while Liu Kou was working on her own projects, she also had to supervise her students' experimental projects.
"Wow, so strong!" Liu Qing said, supporting her sister and looking at the students beside them with sympathy.
There is a world of geniuses that is separate from that of ordinary people.
These doctoral students are considered researchers, but they don't earn much money.
Why do I think that way?
You can tell just by looking at the shoes.
Liu Qing couldn't understand what they were saying, but that didn't stop her from observing their clothing.
How could they be so poor?
Liu Qing didn't say what she was thinking, but Liu Kou could still guess from her expression.
So after the students left, Liu Kou sternly told her to sit down, "What are you doing?"
Liu Qing knew what she meant, and apologized accordingly. After all, she had to back down in front of her sister.
"I'm sorry, I was just taking a look." After apologizing, Liu Qing asked curiously, "Why are they so poor?"
They're all researchers, so poor they've even lost buttons on their shirts.
Upon hearing her sister's words, Liu Kou couldn't help but resort to the parental methods of educating her, "My student, poverty does not diminish your spirit, don't insult her."
After a period of lecturing and moral education, the real reason was finally revealed—
"There are actually a lot of slackers in scientific research."
"Every year, out of so many professional students, very few actually become scientists and make significant achievements."
Therefore, the treatment given above is also different.
"Salaries are based on contributions."
"Moreover, there are so many learning subsidies now, and talent is being trained for free. As teachers, we should teach as much as we can."
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