"They are the scalpel of our medical industry!"
"This is the core,"
Ma Yanfu's eyes shone as he spoke.
"Of course, my comments are limited to the surgical field."
"I don't know much about other disciplines, so I dare not draw hasty conclusions."
Hearing Ma Yanfu's words, Zheng Ruixian couldn't help but widen his eyes, "That's... too... what do you call it!"
"Too idealistic, right?"
"These people, even if we could select them, how could we train them once they're chosen?"
"Who can actually develop these students?"
"Their potential is too great, often in just a few short years."
"It's too difficult!"
Ma Yanfu continued to smile, "Let's go, we're here!"
As he spoke, Ma Yanfu pulled open the car door and stepped out.
Zheng Ruixian was still lost in Ma Yanfu's words and hadn't realized they'd arrived.
The two of them walked together toward the research and teaching office.
Upon arrival, Ma Yanfu cut straight to the chase, "Where is Li Peisheng?"
