At 10 o'clock, Gao Shan finished his day's work, closed the office door, paused, turned and walked to the office next door.
"Xinyue, it's time to get off work." When Gao Shan came in, Xinyue was still recording something on the computer, typing on the keyboard with her long fingers.
"It'll be ready soon." Seeing Gao Shan, Xinyue tapped the keyboard a little faster, quickly pressed the power button, picked up her coat and stood up.
"Um...are you tired? If you are, let's start again tomorrow?" Gao Shan was talking about the translation of "The Sutra of Poison", which they had made an appointment with.
"I'm not tired. Translating ancient Chinese is my hobby." Xinyue walked out from behind the desk with a smile.
Today she was wearing an off-white leggings skirt and a white lace printed short-sleeved upper body. She looked very beautiful. In the past, Gao Shan never cared about these things, but today she was reminded by Liang Lihe and the changes in her heart.
Let him focus on it unnaturally.
"What's wrong?" Realizing that Gao Shan was looking at her without blinking, Xinyue lowered her head curiously and looked at her outfit, worried that there was something inappropriate about it.
"No, it's okay...it's very beautiful." After Gao Shan said this, he wanted to cover his face and go out. What a nonsense reply, "Gao Shan, don't think about it, work is important."
"Thank you." Seeing Gao Shan's evasive gaze, Xinyue's cheeks rose two bright reds, and she said a little shyly.
After Xinyue locked the door, the two of them walked side by side to the back of the hospital. Gao Shan thought that there was no food in the canteen at this moment, so he opened his mouth and said, "How about you go to my place and I can cook some dishes for you?"
"Okay." Xinyue didn't refuse, but her face was red and she walked on tiptoes, like a young girl in love.
Gao Shan was in a state of confusion and did not dare to look further. The two of them walked side by side to the villa without saying a word.
Opening the door and inviting her in, Gao Shan put all the documents in his hands on the table, said, "Sit down wherever you want," and went to the kitchen to get busy.
Fortunately, he just came back two days ago and he bought some food from the canteen. Originally, he didn't charge for it, but Gao Shan still kept it.
"Xin Yue, there's nothing to drink at home, can we drink some water?" Gao Shan rarely drinks drinks. Maybe he was poor and never drank when he was a child, so Zhang Ziran didn't think there was anything good to drink.
"Well, I'll do it myself." Seeing the cold cup on the kitchen bar, Xinyue walked over and poured a glass of water, then handed it to Gao Shandao naturally, "Here you go."
"Thank you." Gao Shan put down the kitchen knife and took it casually. Their fingers touched each other, and an electric shock-like feeling rose in his heart. Gao Shan almost threw the cup away.
When he raised his head to drink water, Gao Shan glanced at Xinyue out of the corner of his eye and found that she had her head lowered, thinking to herself, 'She won't be angry, right?'
With her heart beating fast, Xinyue was like a frightened deer. After pouring the water, she lowered her head and hurried back to the dining table. She drank half a cup, but her body was still very hot.
Shifting her body as if on pins and needles, Xinyue saw the "Poison Sutra" on the table and quickly picked it up so that she could devote her mind to it. Seeing her start to translate "Poison Sutra", Gao Shan guessed that he was thinking too much.
I was also busy preparing dinner.
The child of a poor man has been in charge of his family for a long time, so cooking is a familiar task for him. After a while, Gao Shan had stir-fried and boiled four dishes, and the rice was ready.
"Here, it's time to eat." After putting all the food on the dining table, Gao Shan said to Xinyue.
"Ah, no wonder it smells so good, I'm just wondering!" Xinyue, who had devoted herself wholeheartedly to "The Sutra of Poisonous Disasters", only then noticed the food in front of her and said while stroking her temples in embarrassment.
"It seems that we are quite similar. We are both workaholics. Once we get into work, we forget everything." Gao Shan teased as he placed the meal in front of her.
"I'm used to it." Xinyue also found it interesting, as if it was exactly what Gao Shan said.
"By the way, when will you decide to start contacting patients?" Gao Shan still remembered that she was a double-PhD genius and was not here to be his administrative assistant.
"I want to wait a little longer. I have handed over most of the administrative responsibilities to the new assistant. Every time I sort out the cases and reports from you and other doctors, it inspires me a lot."
Xinyue is not complimenting, but discussing the matter. Even though she seems to be dealing with trivial matters every day, in fact, she has absorbed as much knowledge as anyone else from the cases and treatment reports of Gao Shan and others.
Moreover, as the assistant to the dean, she has access to information about any patient, compares and refers to each other, and makes rapid progress in theory.
"Well, then you decide for yourself, is the book easy to translate?" Gao Shan glanced at the parchment book in her hand.
"It's more or less the same. There are some particularly unfamiliar ones, probably terminology. I have to go to Grandpa to look for information." Xinyue shook her head in distress.
"Don't be anxious, take your time." Gao Shan comforted.
"By the way, have you read the Lancet's reply?" Xinyue's eyes lit up, she took the Lancet's reply and spread it out: "They have decided to publish the previous paper in its entirety, and they hope that you can serve as the editor.
Ye Dao’s professional review of traditional Chinese medicine papers.”
Published the entire article without deleting a word, and invited Gao Shan to serve as the main reviewer of the Lancet Chinese medicine paper. When the matter comes out, it will definitely cause a sensation.
You must know that at The Lancet, editors are editors and reviewers are reviewers. The Lancet maintains cooperative relationships with thousands of top medical talents around the world.
For papers received in each issue, they will select reviewers from these collaborators and submit the papers to three to five reviewers for professional review.
After receiving the review report, we will conduct a cross-review with three to five reviewers, and finally make a comprehensive communication to decide whether to publish it.
It is not only necessary to prevent the possibility of plagiarism, but also to ensure its professionalism and authenticity. If even this cannot be achieved, The Lancet cannot become a top publication in the medical field.
"They still want to invite me to go abroad for exchanges?" Gao Shan asked in surprise after seeing the translated letter.
"Yes, there are many foreign institutions that want to communicate with you on the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, including the Royal Karolinska Institute of Sweden." Xinyue said with some excitement.
Karolinska Institutet will be unfamiliar to people who do not study medicine, but it is the number one college in Sweden in the academic ranking of world universities.
It is also ranked first in clinical medicine and pharmacy in Europe and eighth in life sciences and biomedicine in the world. Its address is located in Stockholm, the capital of Sweden.
At the same time, it is also the selection agency for the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine. Many revolutionary breakthroughs in the history of human medicine were born in this school.
Including the discovery of erythrocyte sedimentation rate (ESR), the invention of the gamma knife, pioneering research on mitochondrial diseases, and the first discovery of prostaglandins...
Karolinska Institutet is undeniably one of the top universities in the world.