Tang Shu cringed once more.
Component analysis and the like were completely baffling to her when she first came into contact with chemical research.
Wasn’t it all just doing whatever you said?
As for the final prescription, she was more inclined to have offered a few formulas that could poison people to death without liability!
It was indeed a beautiful misunderstanding.
Seeing her silence, Professor Yu thought this genius student was being considerate, not wanting to take credit for herself, and thus his fondness for her grew a bit more, and he gestured grandly.
"The paper has been published, so what are you still fussing about? It’s settled!"
"But I’m still a freshman..." Is it really good to be so ostentatious?
"Fame should come early," the other party stated matter-of-factly.
With a head full of question marks, Tang Shu wondered if such words really came from a profoundly wise and highly esteemed college professor from the world of traditional Chinese medicine.
Could it be that Professor Yu had undergone some sort of transmigration?
Reality often left her more flabbergasted than expected. For instance, Professor Yu had never imagined that this genius student could become arrogant and prideful over such a minor achievement.
He had to admit, both he and his spouse saw an uncommon level of maturity for her age in Tang Shu.
She could balance these "minor" issues quite well.
The next moment, Professor Yu picked up a document from his desk and pushed it towards her.
"The medicinal properties of Snow Soul Grass have been recognized by the Medical College, but this paper was just published today. Due to time constraints, only two of the prescriptions could be verified as feasible. Hence, the Medical College intends to set up a team led by me to conduct further research in the lab, and this is the approval document."
Tang Shu picked up the document and found that it was indeed an approval, complete with the exclusive red seal of the Medical College.
Additionally, she saw that only Professor Yu’s name was listed at the top of the research personnel, while five slots were reserved under the assistant column.
Of course, she knew what this meant: the five positions were for the lead researcher, Professor Yu, to appoint himself.
"Professor, do you plan to conduct the prescription validation in the Medical University’s lab?"
"Of course," he replied with a chuckle, "this old body of mine can’t endure traveling long distances every day to the research base of the Medical College. That won’t do."
Professor Yu laughed. "Moreover, the labs at Medical University are not for show. Many valuable prescriptions and research have been born here. Don’t underestimate it."
So that was the case.
Tang Shu nodded, perceiving a hint of pride in Professor Yu’s response.
She had learned from her roommate that Professor Yu had been teaching at the school for over forty years, had mentored a myriad of students, and had achieved countless research successes.
This place had truly become his home and his refuge.
As for underestimating the labs at Medical University, Tang Shu swore she did nothing of the sort: the facilities there were already enough to amaze this "country bumpkin."
"Congratulations, Professor, Snow Soul Grass has potent medicinal properties, and there are many prescriptions that could utilize it. I believe you already have quite a few ideas now?"
"Indeed, there’s going to be a lot of work to do!"
The other’s eyes sparkled more brightly, like discovering a novel toy, embodying the spirit of examining the unknown.
"However, you got one thing wrong. There’s no need for congratulations for me. You’ll be part of it too."
"As a student of Medical University, although you’re just a freshman, your capabilities make you more than enough to be an assistant. Join us once the project starts."