Chapter 325: Chapter 0309: Brain-burning
Yang Ping’s words were so casually spoken, yet Director Han had no doubt.
For him, Old Han had already extended his imagination as far as it could go, but now it seemed not far enough.
“If there’s one article in ‘Science’ or ‘Nature,’ could I be promoted to associate professor ahead of schedule?” Yang Ping asked merely out of curiosity, with no other intentions.
Old Han was stunned, he really could not imagine big enough: “This—if there’s such an article, not to mention an early promotion, I’m afraid you could become a doctoral supervisor.”
Now Old Han was a bit confused, he came to talk about applying for a doctorate, and somehow the talk drifted to the issue of doctoral supervisor. Doctor, doctoral student supervisor, it sounded like a tongue twister.
“Can one article really secure me a doctoral supervisor position?” Yang Ping gleamed at this idea.
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“Really!” Old Han almost spouted his tea.
Are you dreaming? Who are these people, do they know what kind of journals ‘Science’ and ‘Nature’ are? The thought that these are similar to a primary school’s copywriting paper, where you can stick anything on it after a few scribbles.
Yang Ping didn’t speak. He set his teacup on the tea table next to him, his right index finger rhythmically tapping on his thigh, although he didn’t hum any sound.
He was very calm, just pondering whether he should delve into ‘Science’ and ‘Nature’ journals at some point. As his abilities improve, he should set higher goals.
“Xiao Yang?” Old Han saw that he was a little strange.
Yang Ping responded: “Ah!”
“Just in case, I mean in case, Director Han, don’t mind, I’m just curious and want to learn more…you said that I would be a doctoral student and at the same time a doctoral supervisor? How should this work? It seems a bit confusing.” Yang Ping suddenly asked.
“This…” Old Han was disoriented by the question; it was a brain-burning question.
What would happen in this case?
There should be no conflict between the two, right? Some professors, after graduating with their masters’ degree, but still desiring to fulfill their doctoral dream, also apply for doctorate programs, or those who have already become doctoral supervisors, it doesn’t matter if they’ve completed their doctorate or not.
“There’s no conflict, you’re studying my PhD program, not the PhD program of your doctoral students.” Old Han believed his statement made it clear, but admitted it was convoluted.
“Well, I thought so too.” Yang Ping also agreed with his answer.
The two were silent for a while, and Old Han asked: “Any more questions?”
“No more!” Yang Ping was still thinking about something.
“Buck up, at present the biggest thing is the doctoral exam, understand?”
“Ah, got it!”
The two drank tea for a while. That evening, Dean Xia had a dinner appointment with Old Han, and it was time for Old Han to end his workday. As he was leaving, Old Han repeatedly reminded Yang Ping about the doctorate exam.
After leaving Old Han’s office, the nurse told Yang Ping: “Your friend is waiting for you, in the meeting room, a woman, she’s been waiting for a long time.”
“A woman, a friend, who could it be? Could it be Huang Jiahui bringing some equipment documents?” Yang Ping didn’t pay much attention.
He went to the meeting room to see and his friend had already come out, standing at the door: “Dr. Yang, hello. I’m sorry, because I don’t have your phone number, I didn’t make an appointment.”
Yang Ping’s memory was very good, even if he didn’t try to remember someone, he wouldn’t easily forget. This was Ning Qi, the daughter of his patient, Mr. Ning, from the Overseas Chinese Building.
“Miss Ning?” Yang Ping could not think of why she came to see him.
Ning Qi, thirty years old, quite tall and slender, her beautiful face blushed. She seemed to have recovered from the grief of losing her father: “Sorry to bother you, I’m here to thank Dr. Yang.”
“No need to be polite, please sit.” Yang Ping asked her to sit.
The meeting room was quite spacious, usually used for signing documents and talking to patients.
Ning Qi sat down, laid a gift box on the table, and showed great grace and generosity: “Dr. Yang, this is a box of cookies, as a token of gratitude. I am very grateful for how you cared for my father, allowing him to pass away with great dignity.”
“Don’t mention it, it’s what we’re supposed to do.” Yang Ping felt like he wasn’t of much help at that time.
The two didn’t know what to talk about. Ning Qi was a bit uneasy, which seemed out of tune with her usual maturity and composure: “Oh, this is my business card, Dr. Yang. If you don’t mind, we could be friends. I just came from your outpatient building, and saw the introductions of your hospital. You’ve conducted numerous admirable surgeries.”
Yang Ping received her business card with both hands. The card showed that Ning Qi was the chairman of Anning Group. Then Yang Ping remembered, her father Ning Tianxiong was the boss of Anning Group, she now inherited her father’s business and took over as chairman of the Anning Group.
This young woman was actually the chairperson of this massive enterprise. There was no way to discern this fact. If not knowing, one might even think she was a middle school teacher.
The Anning Insurance, where Director Zhu served, wasn’t it a subsidiary of the Anning Group? Now the company where Director Zhu served as vice president perhaps should be considered a subsidiary of the subsidiaries under the Anning Group.
“I’ve been wanting to visit Doctor Yang for a while, but I’ve been too busy with company affairs, so it’s only now that I can come. Miss Ning sincerely said.
During those days, Miss Ning was always at her father’s side, seeing Yang Ping almost every day. But their conversations, mostly about Mr. Ning’s condition, left them unsure of what to discuss outside of it.
“You’re very busy, and I won’t take any more of your time. These cookies are homemade, and once again, thank you for taking care of my father. I’m truly grateful!” Miss Ning said, as she bowed and prepared to leave.
When Mr. Ning passed away, he never got a chance to speak directly to his son, leaving this world with regret. Seeing Ning Qi’s retreating figure, Yang Ping felt deeply moved.
After seeing Miss Ning off, Yang Ping went to the ward. He visited Sisi, checked the adjustment registration card of the external fixation frame by her bed and found that she seemed more spirited after the New Year, possibly due to the cessation of radiation and chemotherapy.
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“Thank you for helping my mom find a job,” Sisi said with her youthful voice.
Every time he saw her, she was always doodling on table. He wondered what she was writing or drawing this time.
Sisi showed Yang Ping her drawings, “I’m drawing a comic. In it, my illness is portrayed as a monster that I’m battling against. You’re helping me, and I’ve temporarily defeated it. It’s run away.”
“So this toothy critter here is your disease?” Yang Ping admired her drawing skills.
She was good at everything. If it weren’t for her illness, she would be sitting in a spacious and well-lit classroom, an excellent student consistently praised by teachers.
“You even know how to use comic panels?” Yang Ping was impressed.
Sisi defended her skills, “I studied a lot of comics before I learned, you see, drawing a single frame is too flat, lacks impact. Using panels to illustrate from different angles brings out the tension of the scene—”
Her bedside chair was neatly piled with a lot of comics. Yang Ping picked up a volume of “Slam Dunk”.
“That big brother, he’s just like Rukawa Kaede in the manga, always so cool.” Sisi pointed at the comic in Yang Ping’s hand.
Yang Ping laughed, “And what about me? Who do I resemble in the comic?”
Sisi was a little troubled and furrowed her brows, “Big brother, I don’t think there’s a character as awesome as you in there!”
“What should we do then?” Yang Ping teased her.
This had Sisi stumped. She pouted and propped her chin, “Let me think… What if we combined several of the strongest characters, could that work?”
Yang Ping put the book away, “You should rest now. You need to prepare for a complete set of examinations again, are you worried?”
“I’m not worried anymore. I’ve been ready for the darkest night for a long time. Big brother, I have a question for you.” Sisi said calmly.
“Go ahead, we’re good friends.” Yang Ping had no idea what she wanted to ask.
Sisi hesitated for a moment, “Tell me, how can I persuade my mom and dad to have another brother or sister?”
Yang Ping could no longer hold back his tears, his eyes instantly moist, his vision blurred.
“Silly child, don’t worry about it for now. They probably just want to give all their love to you at the moment. Trust me, everything will get better.” Yang Ping hugged her and encouraged her.
“But–I’m scared–” Sisi whispered.
As he left the ward, Yang Ping blinked, trying to clear his blurred vision.
Sisi’s mother had started working in the department as a nursing worker. She was diligent and organized. She took on extra duties beyond her job scope, like helping doctors and nurses with deliveries and takeaways.
Cai Qiaojun was very satisfied with her work. She was not picky or grumpy and always worked hard with a grateful heart.
Xiao Su was waiting for Yang Ping to join her for dinner, even though it was past her finishing time.
Song Zimo and Tang Fei came towards him. Tang Fei was tutoring Sisi daily. They did not know that Sisi was already aware of her condition.
“Brother?” Song Zimo noticed something off in Yang Ping’s eyes.
Yang Ping casually replied, “Oh, an eyelash fell into my eye and it wouldn’t come out even after blinking a few times. Are you coming to tutor Sisi?”
“Yes, I assigned her some homework this morning, and now I’m here to check on it.” Tang Fei knocked on the door a few times.
“Please come in!” Sisi answered from inside.
“Xiao Su is waiting for you, you should hurry.” Song Zimo told Yang Ping.
Yang Ping straightened his white gown, lifted his chest and walked through the hallway.