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The flight landed at Hongqiao Airport.

Without delay, Lin Feng and Zhao Weiguo picked up their simple luggage and headed straight for their destination – Shanghai Medical College.

In the car, Lin Feng took out his everyday phone and sent Shen Mo a short message about dyeing his hair.

"Senior, I've arrived in Shanghai."

Messages are replied to almost instantly.

"What?! Junior, you're in Shanghai too?! (Shocked face.jpg)"

You could feel the other person's surprise even through the screen.

"Hey? Senior, you're here too?" Lin Feng asked.

"Yes! I've taken on a role in an urban drama, and I'll be filming in Shanghai for the next few months! What a coincidence!"

Shen Moran's message was accompanied by a series of happy emojis.

"Then we can meet up in the future! There are so many fun places in Shanghai. We can go explore together during my breaks from filming!"

Lin Feng thought of Principal Tang and the doctor's mandatory rest order, which required him to have a certain amount of relaxation time every week.

"Okay, let's meet up sometime," he replied.

"It's a deal! Where do you live, junior? I'll come visit you when I'm off work!"

"Shanghai Medical College"

"Medical school? Okay! Got it! (Salute.jpg)"

Although Shen Moran was somewhat surprised that Lin Feng would live at the school, she immediately understood after considering his identity and did not ask any further questions.

The two chatted briefly for a few more minutes before the director urged Shen Moran to finish filming, ending their conversation.

The car then entered the campus of Shanghai Medical College, a place that is both classically elegant and full of modern charm.

Lin Feng dialed the hotline provided by Tang Guohong for Wu Jizhong, the principal of Shanghai Medical College.

On the other end of the phone, Principal Wu had clearly been informed by Tang Guohong, and his tone was warm and solemn.

"Lin Feng, welcome! I'll send someone to pick you up at the school gate right away. Come directly to my office!"

Soon, a capable-looking teacher from the college office found Lin Feng and respectfully led him to the administration building.

In the principal's office, Principal Wu Jizhong personally brewed tea for Lin Feng.

He is about sixty years old, with a refined appearance and wise eyes. He is an authoritative figure in the field of medical education in China.

"Lin Feng, Old Tang has been praising you to the skies, saying you're the best in the world." Principal Wu said with a kind smile, but with a hint of scrutiny and curiosity.

"This is the first time I've seen a young person whom Lao Tang has praised so highly, even personally speaking up to fight for the highest authority for you."

"Principal Wu is too kind. Principal Tang is just showing consideration for his juniors," Lin Feng replied humbly.

"Haha, young people are not arrogant or impatient, very good." Principal Wu nodded in satisfaction, no longer being polite, and took out a dark blue card with a special design from the drawer.

The card is thick and heavy, with fine gold patterns along the edges, and the logo of Shanghai Medical College is in the center.

"This is the highest-level access card for our university library and internal digital resource database. With it, you can enter any area of ​​the library and access all the collections, including past internal research materials, unpublished papers, and even some classified experimental data."

Principal Wu solemnly handed the card to Lin Feng.

"Old Tang specifically instructed that you should have the freest possible learning environment. I hope the vast amount of medical knowledge here will be of help to you."

"Thank you so much, Principal Wu! This is of utmost importance to me." Lin Feng accepted the card with both hands and expressed his sincere gratitude.

"Your accommodation has been arranged. It's a small suite in Jingyuan, in the teachers' living area. The environment is quiet and suitable for studying and contemplating. Teacher Liu will take you there."

Principal Wu then gave a few more instructions to the teacher who was leading the way.

"Thank you for your trouble, Principal Wu."

After thanking him again, Lin Feng, guided by Teacher Liu, arrived at a simply decorated but fully equipped suite in Jingyuan.

Two bedrooms, a living room, and a spacious study.

"Brother Zhao, you might need to tidy up the room a bit. I'll go check out the library first," Lin Feng said to Zhao Weiguo.

Principal Wu naturally couldn't arrange the accommodation details; they would have to take care of them themselves.

"Yes, Mr. Lin, please go ahead without worry." Zhao Weiguo nodded in agreement.

Having witnessed Lin Feng's current skills, Zhao Weiguo felt very reassured about him moving around on campus alone.

Moreover, this is a top-tier university with excellent security.

Following the signs, Lin Feng quickly found the magnificent, academically-filled library building.

It was afternoon, and the library was filled with students, yet it was completely silent, save for the sound of pages turning and pens scratching across paper.

It's well known that medical students face immense academic pressure, and the library is always packed.

Lin Feng easily passed through the card-swipe-required access control with his newly acquired access card and entered the building.

Instead of heading straight to the advanced and cutting-edge journals section, he first went to the basic medical books section.

This is his usual learning method—a great building starts from the ground up, so the foundation must be solid.

Starting with the most classic works such as "Systemic Anatomy" and "Histology and Embryology," he pulled out one thick book after another, found a spot in a corner of the reading area, and quickly immersed himself in them.

With the ability to remember everything at a glance fully utilized, the enhanced brain processes information at an astonishing speed.

The pages turned at a steady, superhuman speed.

A vast amount of basic medical knowledge, like rivers flowing into the sea, continuously poured into his knowledge base, quickly connecting and integrating with the theoretical framework of the Dawn Project in his mind.

Time flew by as I focused on my studies.

The library always maintains a unique, calming solemnity.

Zhao Weiguo had also arrived at the library at some point. He sat down in a seat not far from Lin Feng and quietly flipped through a magazine, but his eyes were always on his surroundings.

He did not disturb Lin Feng.

The closing announcement was made softly at 10 p.m.

Lin Feng closed the thick book "Fundamentals of Tumor Immunology" in his hand and let out a long breath.

Although there was a hint of fatigue in his eyes, there was more fulfillment and excitement.

The day's gains far exceeded expectations.

The Shanghai Medical College's collection is indeed renowned for its richness.

The next whole week.

Lin Feng's life was as regular as a precise clock.

I get up at six in the morning, do some simple exercise, and have breakfast.

I arrived at the library entrance promptly at 7:30 a.m., becoming one of the first readers to enter the library.

He spent all his time immersed in the vast sea of ​​books and data in the library.

From the most basic anatomy and physiology to cutting-edge gene editing, cell therapy, and the tumor microenvironment...

From classic pathology cases to the latest clinical trial data statistics...

He is like an insatiable super sponge, frantically absorbing the wisdom accumulated in this field over the centuries.

With the help of the "learning by analogy" skill, the brain is engaging in frequent and intense collisions and integrations of this new knowledge with the Dawn Theory.

Many of the blurry areas encountered in previous simulations were quickly illuminated.

Some of the originally envisioned technical approaches have been optimized or revised.

New and more promising possibilities are constantly being discovered.

A week has passed in the blink of an eye.

When Lin Feng looked up from the pile of documents again, his eyes shone with an even brighter and more confident light.

This week has been filled with an almost voracious consumption of knowledge and deep thinking.

The theoretical framework of the Dawn Project in his mind has been solidified and expanded like never before.

The solutions for many key technological milestones are becoming increasingly clear.

He can even begin to plan the next step of more specific simulations and deductions, which are more focused on engineering implementation.

Based on this pace and knowledge absorption efficiency.

Lin Feng has full confidence.

In at most six months, he will be able to transform the Dawn—the pan-cancer targeted immunotherapy that is capable of changing the landscape of the war between humanity and cancer—from a core theory into a complete, reliable, and feasible blueprint for drug development and clinical trials in the real world!