Surgery Godfather
Chapter 1085 - 885: Between two points, the line segment is the shortest.

Chapter 1085: Chapter 885: Between two points, the line segment is the shortest.

Tang Shun was highly efficient, managing to handle multiple girlfriends simultaneously as a top student from Tokyo University; Yang Ping believed his time management skills must be first-rate.

Indeed, the laboratory construction plan had already been laid on Yang Ping’s desk.

A thick proposal, the content inside was very standardized and detailed, covering laboratory decoration, equipment setup, personnel structure, budget estimates, and the establishment of safety rules, without missing a single item; this guy was a research all-rounder. If Yang Ping had to handle these tasks himself, it would have taken a lot of time.

Coming up with ideas and using talents, those who undertake significant tasks must be adept at these two things.

The same goes for conducting research. By coming up with ideas, it means one can think of good research topics, and come up with specific research directions and methods; by using talents, it means having a group of high-quality professionals who are both intelligent and diligent. Only then can research topics be smoothly carried out and be successful.

Yang Ping’s current endeavor in research had only one purpose, and that was to tackle medical challenges, which was where his interest also lay.

As for the Nobel Prize, Yang Ping actually wasn’t very interested, and it wasn’t just an act—he truly wasn’t very interested, his interest in the Nobel Prize stemmed from the supercomputer with strong computational power promised by the system.

The system had set obtaining the Nobel Prize as the third phase long-term task; although the goal might seem mundane and research is not done for the sake of winning awards, Yang Ping was still interested in the prize because of this supercomputer in the System Laboratory.

You should know, even in the System Laboratory, a supercomputer with strong computational capabilities was simply a godsend for research.

The discovery of the Spatial Orientation Gene, if personal subjective factors were not considered, the scientific value of this topic was completely at the Nobel Prize level.

The proposal Tang Shun submitted included not only the construction plan for the Tumor Laboratory but also the next phase of experimental plans for Stem Cell Organ Cultivation, and the progress plans for the launch of the "Medical" journal.

During his Ph.D. studies, Tang Shun’s mentor, Professor Fukunaga, held Japan’s top medical journal in his hands and didn’t have the energy to handle these matters. In fact, Tang Shun, the beloved protégé of Professor Fukunaga, was the main force behind the journal’s operation, and beyond that, Tang Shun had studied how several of the world’s top medical journals were operated; he was an expert in how medical journals functioned.

From the materials Tang Shun submitted, it was apparent that the submissions received by the journal far exceeded previous expectations.

Everyone was very supportive, and figures like Robert, August, Li Zehui, John Ansen, Woodhead, Griffin, Takahashi, and others, almost each had submitted high-quality research papers.

Surprisingly, Manstein from Germany had also submitted his manuscript, a paper on spinal cord injury research.

The quality of these Chinese-language papers was very high; did Professor Manstein also learn Chinese and managed to write papers in Chinese so quickly?

Judging from the quality of the papers, the journal was definitely top-tier, and Yang Ping was very confident because, in addition to these papers, his own groundbreaking paper—on the discovery of the Spatial Orientation Gene— was also going to be published in the inaugural issue of the journal, which would shock the world and open a new Chapter in medicine.

Yang Ping’s entire focus was now on overcoming medical challenges, and each breakthrough brought him immense satisfaction and a sense of achievement, surpassing any joy from winning awards.

The paper’s peer review was completed, and a publisher had been found; the journal was to be printed by Nandu People’s Publishing House.

The launch of the "Medical" journal would elevate Sanbo Hospital’s academic status once more. To become a top world-class hospital, clinical practice was only one part, and even that was just the basic part; apart from clinical practice, research was needed as well, as research represented a hospital’s academic level, evident through the quantity and quality of papers.

On the other hand, a hospital leading a certain journal, if that journal is national, indicates it holds a place in the national academic community; if the journal is international, then it indicates it holds a place in the global academic community.

Dean Xia also highly valued the journal, of course; he would not interfere with Yang Ping’s academic activities, certainly not offering any guiding suggestions, positioning himself to provide good service for Yang Ping.

For instance, coordinating relationships with the publishers, among other service tasks, to let Yang Ping and his team focus solely on developing the journal.

"Professor, our journal’s first issue hasn’t been published yet, and in the United States, Europe, and Japan, there are already academic organizations specially translating our journal."

Tang Shun said, smiling.

It was quite strange; this had never happened before in the academic community— the journal hadn’t even been published yet, and various support organizations surrounding the journal had already emerged, and not just one, but many.

Tang Shun already knew the backgrounds of some; they were backed by Robert, August, and Takahashi, but some academic organizations had unclear backers, and their enthusiasm was puzzling.

"This is a good thing; even though our journal is in Chinese, having others translate it into various languages to widen our impact, that’s how a world-class journal should look,"

Yang Ping had no time to pay attention to these matters.

"I just find it strange, why are these people so enthusiastic? How do they know the future impact of our journal, investing so much manpower and financial resources in advance to help us? It doesn’t make sense," Tang Shun mused to himself.