Healing Doctor

Chapter 645 The Mission of the Future—Outstanding Young Scientist!

Ji Xiang booked a first-class ticket, and Lin Jiu gradually realized that when he and Ji Xiang talked about money earlier, Ji Xiang's words were probably not just showing off; he seemed to genuinely have plenty of money.

Lin Jiu even had the "illusion" that Ji Xiang was richer than he had imagined.

As the plane took off, Lin Jiu tentatively asked, "Dr. Ji Xiang, what are the drawbacks of private jets in China?"

"Oh, is that so?" Ji Xiang sat up straight and said in a low voice, "It was my first time flying on a private jet in China, and it left a very bad impression on me, extremely bad."

"That time it was winter, and I thought it would be like in Europe and America, where I could take a car and go directly to the plane, where it would be warm and have everything I wanted."

But there is still a gap between imagination and reality, a gap of at least one light-year.

My dad and I were taken to a nearly abandoned terminal. To put it simply, it was the terminal before the airport was expanded, and in the dead of winter, there wasn't even heating there.

"!!!" Lin Jiu listened silently, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

Ji Xiang's words contained a wealth of information, crashing into Lin Jiuze's mind like waves.

"It's freezing cold inside the building. Although there's hot water, it's definitely not comfortable. And private jets are often required to delay their takeoffs, which is unavoidable."

"Postponed?! My God, why?!" Lin Jiu was completely baffled.

"This is China, not a capitalist country in Europe or America," Ji Xiang said, making a statement that sounded pretentious and empty.

Lin Jiu seemed to be deep in thought.

"My dad and I waited until after 1 a.m. that day. My dad got so angry that he turned around and sold the plane," Ji Xiang said.

"!!!"

"Enough talk. We waited until after 1 a.m., then went through security and boarded the plane. A beat-up van picked us up, and it was colder inside than in the terminal. My eyelashes were covered in ice."

"And I thought it would only take two or three minutes, but the minivan took half an hour. For a moment or two, I was in a daze and thought I was taking a car to Shanghai."

"So, considering all these experiences, I've rarely flown private jets since then, generally preferring first class. It's cheaper, usually on time, and the temperature is just right," Ji Xiang smiled. (Note)

"So that's how it is," Lin Jiu murmured. "The plane arranged by the show's behind-the-scenes sponsor must be pretty good."

"Oh, you mean Feng Yuqing? She doesn't own a private jet. With the little money she has, she barely makes enough to live on each year, let alone maintain a private jet. At most, she might keep two or three small yachts in a few coastal cities. She definitely doesn't have any more money than that."

"..." Lin Jiu remained silent.

Maintaining a yacht costs significantly more than buying one; even cleaning the hull two or three times a year can be quite expensive. And if you had two or three…

"If Feng Yuqing's dad said he'd arranged a private jet, I might consider it, but I probably wouldn't go. If it's Feng Yuqing herself, I'll definitely take a commercial flight."

Lin Jiu felt that Ji Xiang was in Versailles, but after carefully examining Ji Xiang, he felt that the young man was just stating a fact and had no intention of being in Versailles at all.

This feeling is particularly strange.

Lin Jiu then tried to subtly inquire about Ji Xiang's family situation, but Ji Xiang brushed him off without giving him the chance.

A few hours later, the plane landed safely, and Ji Xiang and Lin Jiu got off the plane.

As I exited the terminal, I saw Director Bai, Director Liu, and Deng Chaohong coming to pick me up.

"Director Bai, Teacher Liu, Teacher Deng, thank you for your hard work," Ji Xiang said politely, while Lin Jiu was ignored, as if he were just a bag carrier and didn't exist at all.

"Xiao Ji, well done!" Director Liu punched Ji Xiang in the chest.

"Hey, just lucky." Ji Xiang smiled.

"Xiao Ji, why did you actually come back? Why didn't you stay at the First Affiliated Hospital of Hangzhou Medical University? It's such a good place there, what a pity." Deng Chaohong said with some regret.

"I still have research to do here, so I really can't leave."

Deng Chaohong did not agree with Ji Xiang's explanation, saying that if he had had such a good opportunity when he was young, he would never have come back.

"Xiao Ji, it's good to see you back." Director Bai patted Ji Xiang on the shoulder. "I'm letting you know in advance that you'll have a lot of work to do next year."

"Task?"

"I've thought about it and discussed it with the dean. The department is very supportive." Director Bai started with a few seemingly trivial words, "The department is prepared to support your application for the Outstanding Young Scientists Fund."

"Is 'Outstanding Young Scientist' short for the National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars?" Lin Jiu asked.

Director Bai's hand stiffened slightly. He had come to pick up Ji Xiang, but he hadn't even noticed that there was someone carrying a bag next to Ji Xiang.

After looking him up and down a few times, Director Bai became even more confused.

My gaze would involuntarily drift from the young man to the ground beside me.

After only a few glances, Director Bai felt dizzy.

Director Bai frowned slightly.

"Yes, 'Outstanding Young Scientist' refers to the National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars. May I ask who you are...?"

"Director Bai, this is Dr. Lin Jiuze, who appeared on the TV program. He said he wants to come to our hospital for further training. Oh, I forgot to introduce him, I'm so sorry," Ji Xiang said apologetically.

Lin Jiuze!

He is Lin Jiuze!

Director Bai became increasingly confused.

While watching the variety show, both Liu Zhi and I regarded Lin Jiu as Ji Xiang's greatest enemy.

Leaving aside why Ji Xiang brought Lin Jiuze back and wanted to pursue further studies, the fact that Bai didn't recognize him after just a few glances was enough to surprise Director Bai.

However, Director Bai, a seasoned veteran, did not show his surprise. He smiled slightly and said, "There are many requirements for applying for the National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars. Xiao Ji, you must work hard."

"I have studied the specific requirements, and it is very difficult for me to have a senior professional technical position, title, or doctoral degree."

"He's just a PhD, it's alright." Director Bai waved his hand. "Actually, most of the National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars projects are awarded to overseas returnees; it's a way to attract talent. From our perspective, it is indeed somewhat unfair, but there's nothing we can do. That's the most difficult part."

"As for the doctorate, Professor Deng is the doctoral supervisor. He can get you graduated in one or two years, right, Professor Deng?"

Deng Chaohong, still ignoring Lin Jiuze's surprise, nodded blankly.

"You just got back, so I wanted to give you a heads-up. As for the specifics of implementation, we're not in a rush. Three years, I estimate you can accomplish it within three years," Director Bai said.

"Oh, thank you, Director Bai, thank you, leaders of the institute," Ji Xiang said calmly.

Director Bai smiled, like a cunning old fox who had stolen a chicken.

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Note: This is from an interview with Luo Yonghao. I've never sat in it, and I found it hard to believe when Luo told me about it, but I thought it was interesting so I wrote it down.

(End of this chapter)