As a practical technique of learning, PCR is special and common.

Just like people's evaluation of the Nobel Prize, every year the Nobel Prize will leave regrets. Many people and skills who should be selected failed, but every Nobel Prize winner deserves the award.

PCR is the fastest Nobel Prize technology to win awards, which also shows that its development is extremely fast.

In fact, at a speed of quadruple and triple, the development of PCR is really a piece of cake.

The reason why it can develop so quickly is not only related to its simplicity and ease of use, but also to the era in which it lived.

PCR is too useful in human genome projects.

How is it possible to not give the Nobel Prize to the most useful technology in the face of the last super scientific project of the 20th century?

How could Dalbeco, the advocate of the last super science project in the 20th century, not be overjoyed when he saw PCR?

If the original PCR is still like a layer of gauze, it is unpleasant to enjoy it, the first PCR improved by Yang Rui is simply shaking like a beacon.

"Why didn't anyone tell me this thing earlier?" Dalbeco couldn't bear it and rushed out of the laboratory and shouted.

He has always had this habit, and he is a premier candidate for graduate students and teaching assistants.

It was getting late, but Nathan was still doing the experiment and asked casually: "What?"

"PCR, what Yang Rui posted at the International Genetics Conference, have you seen? No one!" Dalbeco furious: "Why no one has seen such an important thing?"

The students in the laboratory were silent, and then looked at Nathan as if he was a beast trainer.

Nathan is a paid researcher. He really doesn't care about Dalbeko's anger and said calmly: "The International Genetic Conference you mentioned is the International Genetic Conference more than a month ago."

"Of course, the latest one."

"It's not surprising that no one has read the article at the International Genetics Conference more than a month ago." Nathan looked up at Dalbeco, as if he was watching an unreasonable child.

But Dalbeko was impressed with such eyes, and patted his forehead helplessly, saying, "I have said a long time ago that we should track the latest research in the world..."

"We are tracking the latest research in the world, Dr. Dalbeco, we just haven't tracked the International Conference on Genetics two months ago." Nathan said, and said, "We will make up for our homework."

"You should make up for it quickly, especially looking at Yang's speech. He has made a good design for the use of PCR, which is something that cannot be seen purely when reading papers." Dalbeco said, throwing out a stack of copy paper in his hand and ordering to copy more.

The next day, Dalbeco's laboratory was handed a copy of Yang Rui's speech.

His laboratory has been specializing in genes in the past two years. Even ordinary graduate students have a lot of their own ideas and understandings. When they are outside, they dare not say that they are masters, at least they are also a strong player.

This is also one of the benefits of top labs, which can be exposed to the world's cutting-edge research and technological progress, and a teacher urges you to get in touch.

Whether the laboratory outside can access the world's top research and technology depends entirely on luck. The teacher himself may not know what he is doing.

In less than two days, everyone in Dalbeco's laboratory knew about Yang Rui's work, and the entire laboratory became happier.

They were like an infantry unit, struggling against the cavalry, and they were thrust into step by step, advancing little by little. Suddenly, someone provided them with a weapon called "machine gun".

Of course, with Dalbeco's intention, even without such a "machine gun", he would win the cannon - as long as Congress or international institutions were willing to continue to pay for money - but with cheap and easy-to-use machine guns, Dalbeco was naturally happier.

"We need to order a batch of Yang's PCR devices as soon as possible so that the students can get familiar with each other quickly." Dalbeco couldn't wait to announce this order at the weekend meeting, which meant that tens of thousands of dollars of funding would be reduced again.

"How about ordering one first?" The deputy director of the laboratory is an administrative staff member, who is very dedicated to controlling expenditures.

"There are ten units at least, otherwise it would be a waste of time. Nathan, come and explain to Johnny."

Nathan coughed and said, "From our goal, at this stage, at least 30 PCRs are needed to meet the demand. If we look at the first batch of goals, 10 is the least."

Johnny, deputy director of the laboratory, said without any purchase: "As long as Nathan has experimental instruments, it's enough. No matter how much he spends, he will buy 10 identical instruments at a time, and our budget will be scolded again."

"Then buy five units first. Well, I'm going to call Yang Rui tonight. I will ask him to arrange the delivery as soon as possible. The next agenda." Dalbeco was the head of the laboratory. After one sentence, he decided to buy it. Johnny could only say that he had done his best.

Nathan looked at Dalbeco strangely.

Although he is an experimental maniac, Dalbeco rarely works from home, and he usually does not arrange to do things like calling until the night.

However, Nathan understood why Dalbeco called at night.

Because of the time difference.

If it is an afternoon call, it is still at night. This is obviously an impolite act. Of course, Your Excellency Dalbeko usually doesn't care about politeness unless he really pays attention to it.

After finishing the meeting, Nathan couldn't help but ask Dalbeco: "Is that good? I mean PCR."

Dalbeco smiled meaningfully: "When you understand, you can set up your own laboratory."

Nathan was surprised and looked at Dalbeco's back as he walked away, and suddenly shouted: "I can set up my own laboratory now."

"But it won't succeed until you find the element of success." Dalbeco fainted from a bowl of thick chicken soup, and went back to his lab with a smile.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, Dalbeco calculated the time difference and wrote an outline of the chat on paper before he started calling Yang Rui.

He had too many questions to ask, and these questions would largely determine his research. Whenever this happened, Dalbeko would handwritten an outline before making a call.

The phone was beating.

While listening to the sound inside, Dalbeco was ready to accept Yang Rui's panic or worship him.

As a Nobel Prize winner, he encounters such treatment almost every day.

After a long time, the phone was connected.

"hello." Dalbeco greeted him and prepared to sign up.

On the other end of the phone, English came from: "Please wait, the transfer is being made..."

Dalbeco was stunned for a moment and continued to wait.

Half a minute later, the phone went back.

Dalbeco regained his luck and said, "hello."

"Please wait, the transfer is underway..."

Half a minute later, the phone went back.

Dalbeco coughed lightly and said again: "hello?"

"Ah... wait a moment, I'll transfer it to you." This time, the opposite side simply spoke Chinese.
Chapter completed!