**
In the mentor's office, Professor Li was still uneasy. He dialed Wu Wanying's number once more, and this time, it finally connected.
Wu Wanying had just finished surgery, feeling downcast. When Professor Li questioned her about plagiarism, her anger flared up.
She took a deep breath, her right hand trembling slightly. "No, Professor. My thesis has been through a plagiarism check. You know that, don't you? How could I possibly plagiarize? Don't you trust me?"
For months, she had been anxious, but after scouring scientific journals in various languages and finding no such paper, she gradually relaxed and claimed the formulas she had stumbled upon as her own.
She wrote them down first, so they were hers.
"I was just giving you a reminder," Professor Li frowned. "Also, someone from the International Medical Organization will be present at your defense this time. You must prepare well."
