Fan Lei looked at Zhao Yi with a bewildered expression, as if seeking support.
Zhao Yi spread his hands, indicating his innocence, and whispered, "It’s Zhang Wei this ti, not ."
"... Really?"
Fan Lei thought carefully about the conversation they just had, a suspicious look appearing in his eyes. He still couldn’t figure out the problem, but he felt that it must have sothing to do with Zhao Yi.
He took a deep breath and said gloomily, "Drawing blood is no big deal. I’ll just treat it as a blood donation... But is there any compensation?"
"Alright!"
Zhao Yi called for Liu Chengjie and said, "Brother Liu, help with the application. Say it’s a blood donation subsidy!"
"Sure thing!"
...
In the end, Fan Lei still couldn’t escape the fate of ’donating blood’ multiple tis. He felt like a tragic figure, working in the lab and becoming an experintal subject.
However, there was no other choice. Sotis, a man has to be tough on himself.
He couldn’t bear to give up his job in the lab.
The ’part-ti job’ was too good. After the lab completed the AIDS virus project, Director Yan Xuelin had even promised to let him work as a contract worker.
Although being a contract worker was impressive enough, considering that those with similar positions were biodical research Ph.D. students. As a student who didn’t understand anything and could only do logistics work, being able to sign an official work agreent with the research institute was quite respectable.
Besides, there was the money aspect.
Since working in Zhao Yi’s lab, his inco had significantly increased, and he essentially had no financial worries. He could earn not only tuition and living expenses but also a considerable surplus.
So, in comparison, donating blood wasn’t a big deal.
Of course, when he actually faced the prospect of ’nearly becoming an experintal subject’ and had so blood drawn for the experint, he couldn’t help but feel depressed.
In the afternoon.
When Zhao Yi saw Fan Lei again, he found that he was still in a resentful state. He laughed and ’comforted’ him, "What’s the big deal about drawing so blood? People who donate blood give 400 milliliters in one go."
"But I donated blood involuntarily!" Fan Lei argued in frustration.
"It’s the sa, sa."
Zhao Yi said, "Just think of it as paid blood donation. If our research yields results, I guarantee you’ll get a share of the bonus."
"Really?"
"Would I lie to you?"
"How much would the bonus be?"
"Hard to say." Zhao Yi replied mysteriously, "Maybe it’s a number you can’t even imagine."
"Really..."
Imdiately, Fan Lei began pondering the ’unimaginable’ number, feeling sowhat hopeful. Even if there was no substantial bonus, he still hoped the experint would be successful, as he had contributed so much of his blood.
Zhao Yi was also thinking. He didn’t make promises lightly.
Discovering a way to combat AIDS infection was a significant breakthrough. Although most research had not yielded results, he had already used his abilities to determine that the effective component was ’so infection-related antibody protein.’
If they could identify this protein, it would have great significance for further AIDS research. It would undoubtedly attract attention and funding both dostically and internationally, along with a considerable cash prize.
Additionally, there was the direct economic value.
The discovery itself had significant economic value, as it could help develop therapeutic drugs against AIDS infection. Pharmaceutical manufacturers would surely be interested. Since this wasn’t a nationally funded project, they might even be able to apply for related patents, collaborate with relevant manufacturers in the developnt of drugs, and potentially make a considerable amount of money and benefits.
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