Stuck on the edge, unable to move up or down.
"Focus on your research, and don't overthink."
Fu Yuan reassured Mei Yao.
He secretly hoped that this girl would know when to give up.
Otherwise, what awaited her was a mountain to climb and a giant in medicine to contend with.
To put it bluntly, those who reach the pinnacle of the medical world are not ordinary figures.
Being skilled in medicine is a fundamental necessity.
These people, when discussing professional knowledge, can easily overwhelm someone like Mei Yao.
Her qualifications are too shallow.
Her psychological resilience is too weak.
As Song Sizhi said: if she cared about face, she wouldn't be doing research.
It's because she doesn't care that she's here.
"Thank you, Dean."
After Mei Yao left, Fu Yuan scratched his head.
What a headache!
After all, this is on the grounds of Capital University.
If this project fails, it could be a huge embarrassment for him.
Mei Yao left the dean's office disheartened.
