godfather of surgery

Chapter 1265

Inside the office, Yang Ping rubbed his temples, preparing to end his workday, when there was a gentle knock on the office door.

"Come in!"

The door wasn't locked and was slowly pushed open, allowing Zhang Lin's head to peek in.

"Professor? Are you busy? I have an important matter to report to you!" Zhang Lin's face showed excitement and mystery, with a hint of seeking credit and reward.

Yang Ping raised his hand, gesturing for him to come in.

Zhang Lin slipped in, gently closed the door, and then strode to Yang Ping's desk. He leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice, as if he were about to share some earth-shattering secret—a signature move of his when he was about to broadcast something. Yang Ping knew him all too well.

"Professor, something terrible has happened! This afternoon, guess what?" He deliberately kept Yang Ping in suspense, his eyes sparkling as he looked at him.

Something big is about to happen! This is another typical Zhang-style shocking opening. Yang Ping didn't respond, but simply looked at him calmly, waiting for what was to come.

Seeing that the professor remained unmoved, Zhang Lin had no choice but to continue his dramatic performance. He embellished and vividly described the "thrilling" encounter that had taken place in the lab that afternoon. He recounted how he keenly noticed the anomaly in the corner, how he immediately recognized Dean Xia, who was being "surrounded," and the distinguished "mysterious leader," and how he cleverly used the ingenious excuse of being a "secret observer" to fool the stubborn researcher Xiao Chen, successfully defusing a crisis that could have triggered a "diplomatic disaster," while simultaneously concealing the leader's true identity.

"Professor! You didn't see it at the time. Dean Xia's face was as red as a boiled shrimp. That leader was also a bit embarrassed at first, his face full of awkward smiles. Dr. Chen was yelling to call security. The situation was very critical." Zhang Lin gestured, his tone exaggerated, and spittle almost flew out. "At the critical moment, it was I who remained calm and turned the tide!"

Yang Ping listened without much emotion on his face, but he was still touched. This showed that the leaders and Dean Xia valued him very much and were afraid of interfering with his work or putting any pressure on him. That's why they were forced to adopt this so-called secret investigation method. He just didn't expect the process to be so exciting.

Judging from this incident, Zhang Lin's ability to adapt to changing circumstances and tell stories is truly exceptional, if nothing else is mentioned.

"And then?" Yang Ping asked casually.

"And then? And then it got even more amazing!" Zhang Lin straightened his back, his face beaming, and entered the climax of today's report. "That leader somehow recognized me, and I was puzzled too. How could such a high-ranking leader recognize an unknown nobody like me? Later I found out that when they were secretly inspecting the lab, they probably saw me giving a presentation through a glass wall. Well, it wasn't really a presentation. At that time, I was exchanging learning experiences with everyone in the office area over the lab. Many doctoral students asked me about 'Surgical Retractors.' He probably saw this from afar and said that my presentation was very passionate, and the audience showed great interest. He said that I not only had research enthusiasm but also good communication skills, and he insisted on taking me and Dean Xia to his office for tea and a chat."

Yang Ping frowned slightly, quite curious as to why the PhDs at the research institute would be interested in Zhang Lin's hook technique.
As if sensing Yang Ping's confusion, Zhang Lin immediately added an explanation: "Actually, they mainly wanted to know how I identified international research gaps and asked me to provide some ideas. There was no way around it; everyone's enthusiasm was so high, and as a colleague in the institute, I couldn't keep it to myself. So I had to offer my humble opinion as a starting point."

"Go on..." Yang Ping didn't want to hear the explanation. Needless to say, he could imagine the lively scene at the time, knowing what kind of gossip news he was broadcasting.

Zhang Lin spoke animatedly, gesturing wildly, and continued, "My God, you have no idea how much Dean Xia looked at me back then. He practically tortured me with his eyes! He was desperately trying to get me to find an excuse to leave. But the leaders wouldn't allow it! They were so enthusiastic, pulling me aside to ask all sorts of questions. Could I just leave like that? It would be very impolite. At that time, I wasn't just representing myself, but the entire research institute. So I thought to myself, even if it meant going through fire and water, I, Zhang Lin, couldn't let the research institute down."

"The leader asked me what my focus was, and then asked some technical details." Zhang Lin patted his chest, his face full of confidence. "I answered fluently, Professor! Whatever the leader asked, I could explain it clearly and logically, without any hesitation or unnecessary words! I have carefully memorized the knowledge you taught in class, so answering these questions was easy. Professor, don't worry, I did not let the institute down."

He became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had just completed a perfect academic defense: "The leaders nodded frequently and praised me highly. They personally praised me as a rare talent with solid basic theory and a thorough knowledge of cutting-edge developments. They even said that our Sanbo Institute is full of hidden talents. In fact, I am not a talent at all. I know my own limitations. In a normal situation, I would definitely say that I am not a talent. But at that time, I represented the entire institute, so I was not modest and performed when I had to."

Zhang Lin meticulously repeated every word the leader used to praise him, especially the phrase "a rare talent," emphasizing it heavily. He stared at Yang Ping expectantly, his face clearly saying, "Professor, praise me! Be proud of me!"

Yang listened quietly, her fingers tapping rhythmically on the table.

Zhang Lin possesses a broad knowledge base and a strong ability to receive and integrate information. Coupled with his eloquence, he can convincingly deceive laymen or semi-laymen in non-in-depth professional exchanges or less specialized settings. It's not surprising that the leader, who is not a top expert in the field, was moved by Zhang Lin's "combination punch."

"Professor, would you say that I have done a great service for the institute?" Zhang Lin couldn't help but ask tentatively when he saw Yang Ping remain silent for a long time. "Not only did I resolve the crisis, but I also made our institute look good in front of the leaders. The leaders didn't actually say that I was a talent, but that everyone in our institute is a talent."

Yang Ping looked up and saw Zhang Lin's expectant expression that seemed to say, "Praise me quickly!" He found it somewhat amusing, but his face remained calm and expressionless.

"Yes, I understand the situation." Yang Ping's tone was unreadable. "You handled the situation quite well, without exposing the leader's identity, thus avoiding unnecessary trouble. That's commendable."

A bright smile instantly bloomed on Zhang Lin's face, as if he had won the lottery.

But Yang Ping immediately changed the subject: "However, even though the leader appreciates you, you must not get carried away. You must stay down-to-earth, avoid arrogance and impetuosity, and continue to work hard."

Zhang Lin nodded repeatedly: "Professor, don't worry! I understand! I will definitely stay humble and continue to work hard, and I will never let our institute down. Um... the leader also said that he hopes to see the breakthrough results I led next time he comes..." He lowered his voice for the last sentence, with a hint of probing and anticipation.

How could Yang Ping not understand his unspoken meaning? He wanted to get some substantial work for him in future projects so that he could also contribute to the team's performance.

"Alright, I'll keep an eye out for suitable assignments for you later." Yang Ping didn't directly respond to his request. "That's enough for today. Don't spread this around." "Understood! Understood! Professor, you know me. I'm very good at keeping secrets. Once we're out of this door, this matter will remain a secret." Zhang Lin immediately patted his chest to express his commitment.

"Is there anything else? If not, you can go ahead and do your work!" Yang Ping waved his hand.

Zhang Lin left Yang Ping's office with a smug look on his face, his steps light and quick, feeling that he had taken another step forward in his life.

Opportunity favors the prepared mind, and Zhang Lin believes he is that prepared person.

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Silence returned to the office. Yang Ping shook his head. If Zhang Lin hadn't become a doctor, he might have had a brighter future in other professions.

You could call him a con artist, but he isn't. He can spout some genuine knowledge, and he can do it convincingly. He's also diligently studied things like "Pinky Learning." You could also say he has real expertise. In some truly cutting-edge fields, he deeply processes and organizes information he's collected and heard, then presents it as his own.

Not to mention he can impress leaders with a few words, he can even speak fluently and convincingly on a university professor's podium. In fact, he is quite talented in certain areas.

Anyway, it's not a bad thing that the research institute has such a "talented person"; there are some things that others can't do. For example, dealing with the leaders today was like this. If it were someone like Xu Zhiliang or Xia Shu who had to deal with it, they wouldn't be able to talk as eloquently and passionately as Zhang Lin.

Forget it, forget it, I don't want to think about these things anymore. Yang Ping pulled himself out of his thoughts and began to think about the next step of the project.

After this period of hard work, Yang Ping's new research project has achieved a technological breakthrough, taking an important step forward. In addition to conducting clinical trials, the next step is to expand the research on the combination of X-2 enhancers with more vaccines in order to find its adaptation boundaries.

Another very important thing is to build a moat that combines patents and confidentiality technologies to protect the technology and solidify one's absolute position in intellectual property.

He had long anticipated that these multinational giants would use various means to steal technical details and then use their more than 100 years of experience in playing the intellectual property game to preemptively register patents.

However, Yang Ping would not give them such an opportunity. Although he was a scholar who only knew how to do research, he had a shrewd and capable businessman like Huang Jiacai by his side. Although Huang Jiacai only had a high school education, he had accumulated a wealth of knowledge and had a strong international perspective through self-study, overseas exchanges, and so on.

At this time, Huang Jiacai had already gathered a group of reliable top international lawyers and engineers to secretly study the task of international patent registration. They had submitted patent applications at the fastest speed. As required by Yang Ping, the patent system built by these patents could not only create a protective wall for intellectual property rights, but also would not leak technical details.

To keep the technology secret, Yang Ping adopted a strategy of partial research for core members. He kept the overall core ideas in his own hands for the time being and did not disclose them. Only after the international patent application was successful and some time had passed did he release the core ideas to everyone for study.

This is not because he doesn't trust the team members, but rather a scientific strategy of confidentiality. Moreover, even if he told them the core ideas, they wouldn't be able to fully understand them at the moment. So, Yang Ping organized the core ideas into a set of operational procedures, which means telling you how to do it, but not why you do it.

Yang Ping's technology involves commercial interests, so he has no choice but to do this. If he doesn't, the new technology could easily be exploited and turned into a weapon to strangle him.

Technical sharing should be selective; one should never be overly compassionate, as such compassion can ultimately harm oneself.

Even if competitors obtain these surface-level processes, it doesn't matter. It would take them time to replicate Yang Ping's research results. They would need to replicate the entire laboratory conditions, which is very difficult because the necessary instruments, equipment, and even reagents are technologies of the core companies in the Cell Wall Breaking Alliance, completely outside their control. This, in turn, allows the Cell Wall Breaking Alliance to impose a blockade on them, and this blockade is already underway.

Even if they could replicate the experimental conditions, it wouldn't be a problem, because they don't know how to continue improving or how to control the risks, especially in clinical trials. So at this stage, they would fall behind for a long time again.

Another major problem is that after they obtained the complete technology, they were unable to apply for international patents. Even if they did apply, their applications were ultimately overturned by Yang Ping's core ideas and technologies.

Yang Ping essentially added several layers of security to his skills.

The process of acquiring, understanding, and replicating technology takes a long time, during which Yang Ping has already established patent barriers. To succeed globally, a global perspective is essential; otherwise, even excellent technology can easily be overlooked or used to benefit others.

These international giants are not philanthropists; they are adept at using various methods, and under the protection of public opinion, each tactic is cloaked in a veneer of righteousness. To deal with them, we must learn from them and surpass them. This requires not only technical expertise but also an understanding of the rules of the game, or the ability to create those rules.

At that moment, Yang Ping's phone vibrated; it was a call from Dean Xia.

Dean Xia pondered for a long time and decided that he should tell Yang Ping what happened in the lab today. Zhang Lin patted his chest and said he would keep it to himself, but Dean Xia did not believe him. His habit of broadcasting was hard to change.

Yang Ping picked up his phone, knowing what Dean Xia wanted to say. He smiled slightly. These old leaders really took great care of him. In order not to disturb him, they would sneak around to see the laboratory. A touch of emotion welled up in his heart.