I am studying and eating melons in Chronicle

"You... what can I do for you?" The middle-aged woman standing among several people stood up hesitantly.

Several other younger comrades subconsciously pulled her behind and stood in front of her, showing vigilance.

Seeing this, both Yun Yi and Yun Ling felt an inexplicable sourness in their hearts.

He took a deep breath and introduced himself: "Hello, professor, I don't know if you still remember me. You took me with you when you were in the hospital rotation. I am now a chief resident in the Department of Liver Surgery of the Affiliated Hospital of Huaguo Medical Sciences. It's called Yun Yi."

Hearing a series of familiar titles, Professor Lan's eyes lit up, and he fell into memory: "Yun Yi? I remember... Old Wu is your tutor, right?"

Yun Yi nodded: "Yes, he is now the director of the liver surgery department."

"oh oh……"

Professor Lan didn't seem to care about these personnel matters in the outside world, and asked lightly: "Then what are you doing here today?"

Yun Yi introduced to her: "This is my daughter, Yun Ling."

Yunling showed a kind and obedient smile: "Hi, professor!"

Professor Lan ignored the answer and just nodded.

But the two of them didn't care, Yun Yi said frankly: "Actually, I just came this time to see if you are doing well..."

Before he finished speaking, Professor Lan interrupted him: "Now that we have seen it, we are all fine, and you can leave with peace of mind."

Yun Yi understands that she is indifferent now because they are just strangers to her. No matter how friendly they are, she has the right not to believe them, and she can suspect that they are not kind.

However, he did not give up: "But there is another reason."

Hearing this, Professor Lan and the rest of the team immediately showed cautious eyes and tensed up like wild wolves ready to go.

Due to the suppression of the composition, they dare not do anything, but this attitude clearly wants to expel Yun Yi and the others from the "territory".

Yun Yi looked at Yunling and signaled her to deal with her original idea, but Yunling did not first propose the improvement plan of the artificial valve and the thesis on rheumatic heart disease surgery. Instead, she became curious about the smell of dried herbs in the house that had not dissipated.

She noticed a box behind a gay man covered in rags, and suddenly remembered an article she had read in the system before, and asked abruptly, "Professor, is that an autoclave?"

The gay man who was blocking the equipment visibly became nervous and looked at Professor Lan in bewilderment.

Professor Lan pursed his lips: "That is just an abandoned iron box picked up on the mountain, used to store sundries."

How can iron products be discarded when the country's resources are tight?
This kind of lie is tantamount to admitting it, but Yunling turned a deaf ear to it, and continued to ask: "Do you want to transform it into a vacuum drying oven, so that it can be conveniently dried for the extraction of Chinese herbal medicine?"

Professor Lan looked at her more carefully this time, and said nothing.

— neither admit nor deny.

Yunling didn't bother with the vacuum drying oven, as she could smell the smell in the air, she could tell that their transformation seemed to have made a breakthrough.

From her satchel, she took out two thick volumes that had been sorted with binding thread, and handed them to Professor Lan with a gentle and self-effacing attitude.

"I heard from my father that you are a pioneer in the domestic cardiovascular department. I have two improved papers on rheumatic heart disease and the medical devices used in it - artificial valves. I hope you can give me some pointers."

Lan Yin hesitated for a moment, looked at her a few times, and still took it.

She intended to send the two of them away quickly, and browsed the matter casually and perfunctorily.Because she didn't believe it at all, what kind of international top medical technology can such a young girl study?
She glanced at the outline and table of contents, thinking that it was funny, but it seemed like that.

However, after she had a general overview, she turned back to the beginning and read it meticulously, not even missing every word.

After a long time, everyone was a little tired from standing, and gradually returned to a relaxed state, and they were no longer closed to them.

Professor Lan finally withdrew from the paper under everyone's gaze, her tone was a little excited; "Are these all your achievements?"

Yunling replied decisively: "No, I can only be regarded as a translator."

These are not her innovations, indeed not her work.

She just used the functions of the system to convey a lot of medical knowledge in the future, using contemporary experimental methods and operation methods that can be realized.

But she is not without credit.

To "translate" a paper is not just an excerpt, but to independently complete experiments that can verify its feasibility, and obtain valuable data through experimental calculations, which is convincing.

But even so, what she does is similar to the work of a translator.

She knew it well.

If it is not your own, you are not qualified to take the honor, even if the original work of this thesis has not yet been born.

She thought so, but Professor Lan knew nothing about it.

Lan Yin understood that it was the scientific research achievement of a well-known foreign expert, but somehow it got into the hands of this little girl, and then the little girl didn't take the credit for herself, but gave it to her instead.

Some things are more dangerous the more one knows, so Professor Lan has no curiosity to trace the source.

Moreover, she also noticed that the signature of the paper was "Anonymous" - which also implied that the other party did not want to be named.

Lan Yin also didn't speculate that Yunling's move was to accuse her of colluding with foreign enemies. Now that she has been reduced to this level, no one would spend so much effort to frame her.

Because giving them a final ending is as easy as trampling a group of ants to death.

What's more, for her, this kind of disguised imprisonment is no different from eating peanuts directly...

But she was still curious: "What do you mean by handing these two papers into my hands?"

With her current situation, what ability does she have to realize the content of the thesis?
Yunling naturally understood her concerns, and said bluntly: "If there is anyone in China who can implement this research, I may not think of anyone else except you."

"I'm just on the road of learning from the experience of my predecessors. It's difficult for one person to complete, and there is a high lack of contacts and materials."

In fact, she can exchange all the materials from the system, but the price is not cheap. The upgrade index she saved may be successfully developed by others independently.

In order to speed up the progress of Huaguo's medical industry, she can't do it alone.

This is an era that belongs to millions of people, and progress depends on millions of people.

Lan Yin didn't expect such a reason. She pointed to the dilapidated beams, columns, walls and tiles around her, and laughed at herself wryly: "Contacts? Materials? Do you think I have them?"

Before Yunling came, she made two plans.

According to her hypothesis, if Professor Lan's living conditions are still good and he has not suffered other injuries, it means that he is not in a desperate situation.This was evident when she saw the autoclave.

Even the discarded autoclave is the key protection equipment of the hospital. No matter how bad it is, it can be used for steelmaking. How could it appear in the cowshed?
Taking a ten thousand step back, even if Professor Lan is extremely depressed, Yunling hopes that these two papers will make her realize that the medical profession still needs her in the future, and that it will ignite a little flame in her desolate heart.

Even in the end, everything still needs to be solved by Yunling alone, and it is consolation that this trip returns without success.

She can easily meet the basic material needs, but she is powerless to do anything about the mental breakdown.

Yunling deliberately stared at the high-temperature sterilizer, and she didn't ask where it came from, but the implication was particularly obvious.

Her meaning was so obvious that Professor Lan had no choice but to acquiesce that she had not given up on medical research, and even some old friends who thought like her gave their lives to help her outside.

Compared with other colleagues who are in dire straits, she is extremely lucky.

Regarding the transfer, I have been thinking about how to deal with it reasonably. Faced with so much knowledge that can save many detours in the development of medicine, no one can ignore it.Xiaoyun is a principled person, and she doesn't want to infringe on the intellectual property rights of her younger generations, which I think is a very normal practice.But for the interstellar technology products provided by the system, there may not be so many considerations. The reason is probably that things that do not belong to this world do not apply the laws of this world.