Chapter 1184: Chapter 929 Optimal Selection thod Chapter 1184: Chapter 929 Optimal Selection thod To exhaust the views of a thousand miles, climb yet another floor.
A fifth-grade student being able to appreciate the essence of a poem, truly deserving of those composition awards. Had it not been for the terminal illness, this child would surely be a top contender in the college entrance examination.
Indeed, only by standing taller can one see farther. In modern parlance, that’s vision. This is a child with vision.
“You didn’t bring up to the rooftop just to recite this line of poetry, did you?” Yang Ping said, speechless as he looked at the primary school student facing the wind.
Sisi, dissatisfied, said, “Of course it’s not just to recite this line. There are many other poems. I can’t possibly recite them in the ward, can I? After a lot of thought, this is the best place for it.”
I’m dizzy, she’s co here to do howork.
The wind on the rooftop was really too strong. If you stayed too long, you might catch a cold. The little girl was unwell; one had to be careful and couldn’t let her really finish her recitation howork here.
“The wind is too strong, let’s go back, Sisi!”
Yang Ping called out to the little girl intoxicated by the wind. Ever since they made a pinky promise and beca friends, Yang Ping truly regarded her as a friend, not just so kid who didn’t understand anything.
The girl was too clever; treating her as an ignorant child was a serious misdiagnosis of her intelligence.
Forget it, Sisi obediently nodded her head and followed Yang Ping down from the rooftop.
The little girl had just ntioned a patient from the oncology departnt who jumped off a building, and standing on the rooftop just now had indeed given Yang Ping a fright.
But the little girl was stronger than he had imagined. All Yang Ping could hope for was that his experints would progress quickly and that nothing untoward would happen before his success.
After escorting Sisi back to the ward, Yang Ping noted there was still ti and decided to check on the progress in the laboratory, as the reality was lagging significantly behind the advancents in the System Space Laboratory.
The ward was busy, probably with new patients being admitted. Several standardized training students and graduate students were bustling about, while Zhang Lin and Little Five, who had just finished surgery, were taking a short rest. Zhang Lin was broadcasting so internal news, and several young doctors who had found a mont’s reprieve gathered around him. One, wearing gloves and holding a disposable dressing bowl, was also listening in. He was probably about to change a dressing, but now was not the right ti; sothing had co up with a patient, and he had to wait.
Zhang Lin’s internal news was quite attractive, and, one after another, several people temporarily stopped their work to listen intently to his broadcast.
Yang Ping had no ti to listen to Zhang Lin’s internal news; he wanted to visit the Tumor Laboratory upstairs.
The eight-story Surgical Research Institute was still sufficient for the ti being, as the laboratories only occupied three floors, leaving plenty of space for expansion.
Tang Shun was busy. As a master of ti managent, he had no stress managing three laboratories and three teams; in fact, he appeared quite at ease.
Honestly, a laboratory director with such strong academic ability, managerial skills, and exceptional social communication was hard to find, even with a lantern. Though he had so flaws in his personal life, his rits far outweighed the minor blemishes.
“Professor!”
Yang Ping walked from the office area into the changing room, donned his sterile clothes, put on a cap and mask, and entered the laboratory, where Tang Shun imdiately greeted him.
These laboratories were very strict about sterile procedures, even more so than the operating room. Any virus, bacteria, or other microorganisms inadvertently mixed into the cells could seriously interfere with the outco of an experint, which needed stability and precision. Any extraneous factor could cause the entire result to vary.
“I’ve co to see how the recent progress of the experints is going.”
Yang Ping sat down in the laboratory.
Tang Shun’s eyebrows were furrowed: “We’re still modifying the K factor. All the K factors we’ve tested so far have proven ineffective in the human body, and this screening process is quite troubleso. It’ll probably take years.”
Years?
Yang Ping was startled but then rembered that this was a real-world laboratory, and Tang Shun was just making an estimate based on real-world experience. Saying it would take years was already sothing only top-tier talent would dare to predict. It was comndable not to say decades or even longer, certainly living up to that million-dollar salary.
“Years are too long. Ti is of the essence! Let take a look.”
The Professor speaks like a poet, even his words are different.
A glint appeared in Tang Shun’s eyes. Had the Professor found a new approach that could reduce the ti for the experint?
The laboratory had a large, high-definition LCD screen, which was used for discussing experints. Data stored on the computers could be displayed on this large screen at any ti.
“No choice, at this stage of the experint, it’s about trial and error. If we’re on the right track, all that’s left is to keep trying,” Tang Shun tried to persuade Yang Ping not to be too anxious.
Yang Ping, with half-closed eyes, looked away from the screen: “Are you familiar with the Optimal Selection thod?”
“Familiar.”
Tang Shun asked, puzzled. Hadn’t the Professor ntioned the Optimal Selection thod several tis?
Yang Ping nodded: “The Optimal Selection thod can reduce the number of experints and shorten the ti needed.”
Tang Shun, who had studied statistics, naturally knew of the mathematical master Hua Luogeng’s Optimal Selection thod. The thod was indeed useful. In the System Space Laboratory, Yang Ping had accumulated a wealth of experience and had improved on the Optimal Selection thod, creating a new thod. Of course, this was all inferred retrospectively from the errors made.
Could it be that the Professor’s ability to achieve success with the least number of trials and in the shortest amount of ti lied in the advanced Optimal Selection thod? Was this the secret behind the Professor’s success?
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