Triplets: Daddy, Please Pamper Us Lightly
Chapter 186 - 185: Have to Admit It_1

Chapter 186: Chapter 185: Have to Admit It_1

This was Yan Ling’s second time stepping into the Medical Research Institute.

But this time, she wasn’t left out in the cold.

As soon as she arrived at the entrance, someone initiated a conversation with her.

"Divine Doctor Yan, you are here~"

Ning Mengmeng’s expression was as excited as a fan seeing their idol.

Yan Ling fondly remembered this girl with the round face.

She got to know from Doctor Li that, Ning Mengmeng was only two years younger than her.

She said with a smile, "I am not worthy of the title Divine Doctor. Just call me Yan Ling."

"No way, that would be so rude! If you don’t like me calling you Divine Doctor Yan, then can I call you Director Yan?"

If it were in the hospital, Yan Ling definitely wouldn’t have refused Ning Mengmeng’s addressing.

But this was the Medical Research Institute.

Every other doctor there held a position that was many levels higher than hers.

Using a title felt a bit weird.

"Or, should I call you Sister Yan Ling?"

After Ning Mengmeng said this, she felt like she was taking advantage of the Divine Doctor. She was about to come up with a more respectful address when Yan Ling readily agreed to it.

What it felt like to become sisters with your idol?

Ning Mengmeng felt that she was overjoyed to the point of madness.

If it weren’t for the inappropriate setting, she might have started jumping up and down on the spot.

Yan Ling, seeing her excitement, couldn’t help but smile.

They were in the middle of their conversation when Academician Wang and several older men came over.

Yan Ling didn’t recognize these old folks and felt a strange hostility emanating from them.

"Are you the one who proposed to abolish chemotherapy and suggested that a few silver needles could cure cancer?" asked one of them who was wearing a small black felt hat.

With his hands behind his back, he was sizing up Yan Ling as if he was someone substantial.

"It wasn’t about abolishing chemotherapy, but coupling it with an alternative approach for the treatment," replied Yan Ling.

Despite the deliberate provocation, Yan Ling was still sporting a cheerful smile as if such an accusation didn’t bother her one bit.

Before the old man in the felt hat could say more, Academician Wang stepped in in her defense, "Academician Lin, if you have any questions, you can ask them once Dr. Yan has completed her presentation. We are all waiting, let’s not waste Dr. Yan’s precious time."

With Academician Wang’s statements, Academician Lin had no other option but to retreat. He snorted coldly and then strode off.

The rest of the old men didn’t say anything, but they didn’t seem to have much faith in Yan Ling either.

They had met too many gifted youngsters who were more interested in gaining fame and fortune than in earnestly researching medical skills.

From their perspective, Yan Ling was just like those youngsters.

She was merely flaunting her status as an Ancient Medical Inheritor!

Academician Wang, however, was a cunning old fox.

Despite being aware of exactly what these old folks were thinking, he didn’t try to defend Yan Ling.

He was looking forward to seeing Yan Ling knock these old men down a peg.

And Yan Ling was fully prepared.

She knew that this presentation was vital for the progression of the new cancer-project.

Therefore, once she arrived at the venue, she jumped straight into the topic.

From the principles of new cancer treatments to the specific implementation process, and then to the patients’ postoperative recovery and issues.

Her arguments were well-grounded and her data, ample.

Rather than a presentation, it represented more of a research paper.

And it was a paper that no one could refute.

Because the cancer recovery rate of up to 70% provided the strongest data support for this report.

Academician Lin and the others’ expressions turned somewhat ugly.

Having engaged in research and experiments related to medicinal drugs and assistive treatment machinery for so many years, their recovery rate hadn’t exceeded 60% even today.

They simply couldn’t deny it!