A genius? I just love studying.

Chapter 309 Borrowing People
“I used to think like you when I wasn’t sick. I would self-diagnose minor illnesses and self-treat major ones. If I knew it was incurable, why would I spend the money and suffer the pain, only to end up losing both my health and money? What’s the point?”

The girl still had a smile on her face, but it was slightly bitter. "But when I actually got sick, I found out that although the doctor had told me the diagnosis, that it was late stage and that the cancer cells had spread, I couldn't see any symptoms on my body. I ate normally, lived a normal life, and was no different from before."

"I'm perfectly fine, why should I give up?"

The girl looked at Jiaqi, but it seemed more like she was asking herself a question.

"The doctor won't tell me that I'm beyond saving and that I should go home and wait to die. He'll just say, 'Let's try to treat you first.'"

"Take a look, do you know what these words mean? They mean it might be good, or it might not be good."

"In this situation, are your loved ones willing to give up? Are you willing to give up yourself?"

"What if, what if you really do cure him?"

“I have already undergone seven rounds of chemotherapy and I feel great. I don’t feel any pain or discomfort. I’m not willing to give up treatment and leave everything to fate.”

"I'm in such a good state, and now I'm just going to wait to die? I'm really not willing to accept that!"

The girl seemed to be answering Jiaqi's question, but it was more like she was telling her own story, as if she were giving herself an answer.

"If there's no chance of surgery and no hope left, I definitely won't stay in the hospital any longer!"

The girl's worry quickly vanished, replaced by a bright smile as she looked at Jiaqi, "So why don't you try getting it treated first?"

"Correct!"

"Why not try treating it first?"

Perhaps inspired by the girl, Li Tianhua, who was sitting on the sofa, also got up and went over to encourage her.

Jiaqi turned to look at her parents, her eyes brightening again. "Mom, I feel great now. I don't want to die. Should we... try getting treatment first?"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

The mother could no longer hold back her tears, but she kept agreeing.

When Jiaqi saw her mother crying, she finally couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears as well. The mother and daughter hugged each other in the hall and wept bitterly.

"Thank you!"

"thank you all."

The father's eyes also reddened, but he still held back his tears and thanked Li Tianhua and the girl next to him.

A bright smile appeared on Li Tianhua's face. At this moment, he suddenly found more meaning in living, not just for Qingshan and Ruirui, nor just for his wife.

It's good to be alive!

"Li Tianhua".

At that moment, a nurse called out from the lobby.

"Here, here..."

Li Tianhua quickly agreed and stepped forward.

"Your medicine is ready. Come with me to get your check-up..."

Chen Hui nodded to his father and the girl, and followed Li Tianhua and the nurse deeper into the hospital.

……

Huaxia Academy of Medical Sciences, Library
Chen Hui's location was like an isolated island, its walls not made of bricks and stones, but of layers upon layers of books and papers, exuding the scent of ink, paper, and a kind of desperate focus.

From biological and medical works such as "Molecular Biology," "Cancer Biology," and "Robins Basic Pathology"...

This collection of cutting-edge research papers from journals such as *Nature Reviews Cancer*, *Cancer Discovery*, and *Cancer Cell* includes articles such as "Construction of a Lung Cancer Prognostic Model Based on Multi-omics Data," "Genome-wide Screening Study of EGFR-TKI Resistance Mechanisms," and "Efficiency Optimization of Novel Lipid Nanoparticles for Targeted Lung Delivery."

Moreover, there are papers from other disciplines, such as mathematical monographs like "Applications of Partial Differential Equations in Biology," and piles of draft papers of the tumor growth model algorithm he constructed.

As his research into biology deepened, he gradually began to find its connection with mathematics, and he started trying to build models again.

Your creature level has increased from 47% to 48% (level 4).

These days, as Chen Hui devotes himself to the study of biology and medicine, his proficiency in biology and chemistry is soaring at an astonishing rate. Now, Chen Hui is confident that his expertise in biology is comparable to that of most top experts.

But we are still a long way from solving cancer.

"Excuse me, student, may I interrupt?"

Suddenly, a student sitting next to Chen Hui walked over.

Can I ask you a question about biocomputing?

He had been sitting next to Chen Hui these past few days and had seen Chen Hui not only reading the paper carefully, but also scribbling on the draft paper, many of which looked like mathematical formulas. He thought that this student's math skills must be pretty good.

Although everyone often sees Chen Hui's old photos online, a few months have passed and he has grown up quite a bit. These days, Chen Hui has gained a lot of weight, and this classmate didn't recognize him at all.

Otherwise, if he knew he was asking the number one mathematician on Earth, he probably wouldn't have dared to come up and ask the question.

Chen Hui was slightly interrupted from his thoughts. He looked up, his eyes still sharp with thought, which made the classmate feel uneasy.

But he still turned his head and looked at the formulas and data on the classmate's scratch paper, and fell into deep thought.

He wasn't thinking about how to solve the problem, but rather how to express it in the simplest way that the other party could understand.

“Your initial assumption overlooked the allosteric effect of this enzyme in its phosphorylated state,” Chen Hui began, his tone calm and even, as if stating common sense. “Here, we should introduce an allosteric regulator α, whose activity is negatively correlated with intracellular ATP concentration. The revised model should look like this…”

Chen Hui casually picked up a piece of draft paper, and instead of writing out the calculation process, he directly presented a concise and elegant new formula, as well as the range of parameters that needed to be adjusted.

Ge Xin watched in stunned silence. He tried substituting the new formula into the experimental data, and the results instantly matched the experimental data perfectly!

"Oh my god! Thank you so much! Which class are you in in the biology department? I'll treat you to dinner!"

Ge Xin was overjoyed. He had been studying for his doctorate for five years but had not yet met the graduation requirements. This dissertation had taken him more than three years, and he had been stuck on this problem for more than a year.

If there are no further results, if this paper still can't be published, he's really going to go crazy.

I never imagined that my courage would be rewarded with such a wonderful gift!
"Classmate, what's your name?"

A familiar voice rang out from behind Ge Xin. He turned around in confusion and saw his teacher standing behind him. He was immediately terrified, as his teacher had scolded him a lot these past few days because of his thesis, and he was practically a nervous wreck.

But now, his teacher's attention is completely focused on him.

Who is your advisor?

Professor Liu asked again, eager to know the problem Ge Xin was currently facing. He had proposed the research topic to Ge Xin and was aware of the issues Ge Xin was currently encountering.

After all, he was his student. If he had a solution, he would naturally have given his student some pointers. He didn't do that, obviously because he didn't have any good ideas himself.

He was astonished that a student could solve the problem so easily.

Looking at the formula on the draft paper, Professor Liu was secretly shocked. This line of thinking was not only correct, but also pointed directly to the core of the problem. The keen insight shown in it was not like that of a student, but rather like that of an expert who had studied enzymes for decades.

"My name is Chen Hui, and I don't have a mentor yet." Chen Hui nodded slightly in greeting before burying himself back into his research, as if helping Ge Xin solve the problem was just a matter of casually swatting away a mosquito.

"Chen Fei?"

Professor Liu couldn't connect the person in front of him with that famous mathematician at all. He was just thinking about an even more terrifying fact: he didn't have a tutor, which meant that he was still an undergraduate student.
Ge Xin, who was standing to the side, also stared wide-eyed. The problem that had been bothering him for more than a year had actually been solved by an undergraduate student so easily.

He's a fifth-year doctoral student, having studied for eight or nine years longer than this young man...

Thinking of this, Ge Xin suddenly lowered his head, feeling ashamed, especially in front of his teacher, he couldn't hold his head up high.

Professor Liu sighed deeply, looked at his student, then at Chen Hui, and was overcome with grief.

Of course, joy follows grief and indignation.

It's a blessing in disguise that my own misfortune led me to discover such a promising talent.

However, he was not in a hurry. Although the problem was very difficult and the young man in front of him had shown a very high level of skill, academic work cannot rely solely on occasional flashes of inspiration.

He decided to observe the little guy further, and if he could pass the test, he would naturally extend an olive branch to him.

Chen Hui was unaware of Professor Liu's thoughts; he was currently undertaking a massive project whose studies extended far beyond biology.

He delved into materials science to design drug delivery systems, artificial intelligence and deep learning, to analyze massive amounts of genomics and proteomics data to find hidden patterns, and even quantum computing to simulate complex molecular interactions and synthetic biology. He was trying to design new life programs from scratch to fight cancer.

Outsiders only see that he stays at home and gets fatter and fatter, but no one can see that in his mind, he is building an unprecedented, extremely magnificent and complex knowledge edifice that spans dozens of disciplines.

He wasn't climbing a ladder; he was forging a sword that would reach the heavens to become the Tower of Babel!
……

At the Huaxia Academy of Medical Sciences, Song Chaoming, carrying a bottle of Guojiao 1573 and a bag of peanuts, went straight to Liu Jishou's office.

"Old Liu, have a drink with me."

Song Chaoming placed the wine and peanuts on his desk, then shouted loudly, his face full of sullen anger.

"what happened?"

Liu Jishou looked at his friend, ignoring the wine and peanuts on the table, and said, "If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you playing these games with me?"

"I'm really fine this time, I just want to drink."

Song Chaoming waved his hand and directly opened the box of Guojiao 1573.

"Tell me what's wrong. If I can help, I definitely will."

As longtime friends, how could Liu Jishou not know his friend's temperament? He knew that if his friend was drinking, he really wanted to drink, but something must have happened to him.

"Row."

Song Chaoming, holding a wine bottle, said, "My national key project is stuck at a critical juncture. It's about validating the downstream non-classical pathway of EGFR mutants. The PhDs in my team have been working on it for two months without any progress. We urgently need a helper with strong computational and modeling abilities!"
Do you have any outstanding PhD students that I could borrow for two months?

Liu Jishou opened his mouth, his face ashen; he suddenly felt a bit like drinking.

Finally, he could only sigh and say, "You know how incompetent my subordinates are. They can't even graduate. Helping you is more like begging you to help them. I was even thinking of getting them into your project team to see if they could write a couple of papers as their graduation theses."

"That's it."

Song Chaoming took out two cups, filled them both, picked up one cup and drank it all in one gulp. He then pulled over a chair, sat down opposite Liu Jishou, and began to tear open a peanut and crunch on it.

Liu Jishou also picked up his wine glass and took a small sip. He knew that his friend had really come to drink this time.

"By the way, why don't you go to the mathematics department and ask them for help?"

Liu Jishou, while eating peanuts, asked, "Modeling, isn't that their forte? Those professors in the School of Mathematics are top-notch internationally."

"do not talk."

Song Chaoming waved his hand, "Those guys are indeed incredibly good at math, but they don't understand biology or chemistry at all. It takes a lot of time to explain things to them. Besides, those guys are as stubborn as rocks in a latrine. It's really too much trouble to work with them. In many cases, they are not as useful as students."

Clearly, he seemed to have had some unpleasant experiences working with others. "On the contrary, the students are obedient and flexible, but their abilities are not enough."

Song Chaoming said dejectedly, raising his hand to drink another cup of wine.

"Speaking of students, I think of someone who is good at biochemistry and math. He might be able to help you."

Liu Jishou suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of the person he had met in the library. Perfect, he also wanted to find something to test that little guy.

"Oh?"

"Which professor's top student is he/she?"

Song Chaoming put down his wine cup, a bright light flashing in his eyes, indicating that he had also become interested.

He doesn't have a mentor yet.

"There is no mentor."

"Ah."

"Isn't that an undergraduate student?"

"Yes!"

"Old Liu, are you making fun of me?"

Song Chaoming laughed in anger, "Don't you know how difficult this project is? You want undergraduates to solve this problem? Do you really think my doctoral students are all useless idiots?"

Even if someone is a good-for-nothing, they can't be worse than an undergraduate, right?

"Don't be impatient yet."

Liu Jishou quickly raised his hand and said in detail, "Undergraduates are not all the same."

"You know Ge Xin, one of my students, right?"

"He has been studying the kinetic calculations of biological enzyme catalysis mechanisms for more than a year. Yesterday in the library, that undergraduate student completed it in just a few minutes."

"Oh?"

"Where is he now?"

Song Chaoming immediately became interested. He knew about his friend's doctoral student's research topic and had some understanding of the problem. If the little guy really solved the problem in just a few minutes, it might actually be able to help him.

(End of this chapter)