NFBE Chapter 282 - 282: Once I took a dump, and then I had an idea
Chapter 282 - 282: Once I took a dump, and then I had an idea
In a laboratory at the University of Birmingham, a scholar wearing a white coat with almost no hair on his head was cautiously mixing a tube of reagent. Next to him was a small white mouse weakened to the brink of losing its vitality due to stomach cancer.
Professor Coleman, known as a world-renowned authority in the field of cancer treatment, might be mistaken by those who don't know him for being a sixty or seventy-year-old scholar. However, he was only 37 years old.
He completed his doctorate at 22 and, at the invitation of his former mentor, stayed at the University of Birmingham to establish his laboratory focused on cancer re
"Yes, I did it on my own," Fang Jueyu replied. "And Professor Coleman, you don't have to call me Professor Fang. I'm only a senior about to graduate."
"That can't be true! How can such a talent not hold any title or position? It's a waste!" Coleman spoke up for Fang Jueyu.
"You're telling me, last week I was up for a professorship evaluation, and 80% of my school's faculty voted against, saying my research ability was lacking!"
"They're a bunch of fools!" Fang Jueyu, in Coleman's mind, was nearly an idol, and such shortsighted people didn't realize what Fang Jueyu's new drug represented?
"Mr. Fang, you should just come to our school. I guarantee you'll immediately earn the title of professor here, with benefits no less than mine!" Coleman was already contemplating poaching him.
"Sorry, Professor Coleman, I have no intention of leaving. I prefer Jiangnan University," Fang Jueyu said mildly displeased after hearing Coleman's words. Only he could criticize his school; no one else could.
"That's truly unfortunate," Coleman said with some disappointment. "Could I presumptuously ask one more question? Mr. Fang, how did you come up with such a good concept, a sudden inspiration?"
"Right! One morning, I was in the bathroom, constipated for days, and then suddenly relieved myself, and in that instant, it felt as if I was possessed by a deity, and the inspiration just came to me!" Fang Jueyu fabricated.
"That's incredible," Coleman, bafflingly, seemed to believe it. "Mr. Fang, I'll immediately notify the journal that your article will definitely be published this week. Rest assured, we must keep in touch."
"Certainly, certainly..." Fang Jueyu replied perfunctorily.
Coleman hung up the phone and suddenly stared at the toilet in his office, deep in thought.
"Kevin, come here!"
"Professor, what's up? Anything the matter?"
"Oh, help me apply to the school to have the toilet in my office removed and replaced with a Huaxia-style squat toilet!"
"Huh?" Kevin looked perplexed.
"Maybe next time, I can squat out some inspiration too! Yes, that's definitely it!" Coleman muttered to himself as he walked out of the office...