Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 382 Research on Which Knife to Cut Watermelon

"So that's what happened." Su Mo was good at observing, and noticed her cold expression when talking about Liang Lu, so he knew it and smiled: "...I thought you knew each other."

He didn't say what happened next.

For example, he originally planned that if Qiao Nian knew Liang Lu, with this relationship, Liang Lu hoped that they would be included in the priority list for the projects they assisted, and they would be directly selected without even thinking about it!

But if the situation is reversed...

Su Mo didn't say anything, and had already discarded Liang Lu's project from the projects funded this year.

Qiao Nian reads things very quickly, she can see ten lines at a glance, and those obscure professional words don't seem to matter to her. After a while, she read all the documents on the table.

After reading more than a dozen projects, she didn't see a good research topic.

Seeing that there was only the last document left on the table, she frowned, her delicate face showed irritability, and she reached out to pick up the document.

On the white cover, there are a few big characters written in flamboyant characters - craniocerebral injury.

"What is this?" Qiao Nian was quite interested, her voice a little hoarse.

All other documents were typeset and printed, but the one she was holding was handwritten.

Seeing her picking it up, Su Mo hurriedly said, "Ah, that file...Miss Qiao, you don't need to look at it. It was a file that I asked my assistant to throw away. inside."

"We previously stipulated that the projects submitted to us must be formal and legal research projects with professional teams. We also asked the major teams to print a detailed project plan for us. We can use the plan to understand the projects they want to research. research directions and future prospects."

When Su Mo talked about this, he was depressed: "I don't know who submitted this document. It's all handwritten. I don't have any introduction to myself and the team. I just set up a research topic for us, leaving only my signature and contact information. The method... Well, what did you say that some drawings are not clear enough to be made by computer, and it is more intuitive to draw in manuscript."

Qiao Nian had already opened the file and read a few pages.

Compared with the research on minimally invasive brain surgery she just watched, this one in her hand is much more interesting and real!

The author first throws out all the arguments of Western medicine on brain injury, and then refute them one by one, and then quotes another treatment plan from the perspective of Chinese medicine.

How to say, although a bit extreme.

But it can be seen that this person has his own opinions in TCM surgery, and what he wants to research and develop is brain surgery in TCM surgery.

Qiao Nian tapped the paper with her fingers and fell into deep thought.

After thinking for a minute, she handed the document to Su Mo, raised her head, her eyes were dark and bright: "Just this one!"

Su Mo took the document from her and showed an indescribable expression: "Um, Ms. Qiao, are you sure we will fund this project?"

"This is traditional Chinese medicine surgery... There is basically no such concept in China..."

Even if the results of the research are produced, they will not be recognized both at home and abroad!

Isn't it just throwing money into the fire for nothing?

Qiao Nian restrained her wildness, she was wearing a black long-sleeve T-shirt today, which made her porcelain white skin, slender neck, and her eyes were shockingly black. Looking at the hesitant Su Mo, she said: "Domestic Not having this concept doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.”

"I have seen the application of minimally invasive surgery in neurosurgery. Although it is in one direction, it is all brain surgery, but her research is useless."

"What do you think is the point of us spending hundreds of millions to let her study whether it is better to use a kitchen knife or a fruit knife to cut watermelon?"

(End of this chapter)