If we’re talking about the most important medical breakthrough of the twenty-first century, it has to be lancomycin—there’s simply no contest. Lancomycin directly turned cancer into a minor illness that could be treated routinely; this kind of breakthrough is worthy of being recorded in the annals of medical history.

But Blake Langley’s paper has brought lancomycin, which was at its peak, crashing down to earth. Of course, that’s only if Blake Langley’s paper is accurate.

In fact, any paper that can be published in Medical Dao is basically free of errors.

Panic over lancomycin erupted worldwide at that moment. According to the arguments in this paper, the side effects of lancomycin will break out within a year, and by then, countless people will die.

If patients who had received lancomycin injections were all in a state of panic, then the beneficiaries of lancomycin—Haiyang Medical University—at this moment wished they could tear Blake Langley to pieces.

The president and many other leaders of Haiyang Medical University had already arrived at the class where Blake Langley was.

“You’re Blake Langley’s advisor. A student drops out and you don’t even know where he went? What kind of advisor are you?” The president, with his potbelly, berated Frank Lewis.

A student being able to publish such a globally shocking paper in Medical Dao would normally be a source of pride for their school. But Haiyang Medical University is different—lancomycin was discovered there, and they are still profiting from it.

Because of lancomycin, Haiyang Medical University is even one of the wealthiest universities in the world. The annual revenue lancomycin brings to Haiyang Medical University is an enormous figure.

Now, a student from their own school has publicly embarrassed their alma mater in a prestigious medical journal, and with hard data, no less. This has utterly disgraced Haiyang Medical University. Well, losing face isn’t actually the most important thing—the terrifying part is the serious consequences this incident could bring.

Frank Lewis cursed his bad luck inwardly. When Blake Langley dropped out, none of you showed up to ask about it. Now that something’s happened, you all come to me.

Facing the school leaders, he could only answer respectfully, “Besides Blake Langley’s name, this paper is also co-authored by Jack Jefferson. Jack Jefferson is a renowned cardiovascular expert at Kunhu Hospital. As long as we find Blake Langley immediately, there might still be a chance to salvage the situation.”

Salvage, my ass, Frank Lewis thought, though that’s what he said. He knew better than anyone that this paper was probably genuine.

If the paper’s description is true, then even if Blake Langley hadn’t published it, the problems with lancomycin would still have erupted eventually, and by then, it would be even more chaotic than now. Logically, Blake Langley’s paper should only benefit Haiyang Medical University, not harm it. Unfortunately, the school leaders didn’t see it that way.

……

San Francisco.

In a very ordinary rental apartment, a short-haired woman casually opened the latest issue of Medical Dao she had just bought.

Her name was Cecilia Locke. She had come to San Francisco alone two years ago. The reason was simple: a branch of the University of California’s medical school was here. As the pride of the Luo family, Cecilia Locke could have had countless choices in life, but she insisted on choosing medicine, which her entire family opposed. She even fell out with her family and came to study abroad alone for the sake of medicine.

As for her name, Cecilia Locke, it was given to her by her grandfather. He said it came from a line in the Book of Songs: “Who gathers the wild turnip? To the east of Mei. Who is on your mind? The beautiful Meng Yong.”

Cecilia Locke had no interest in the Book of Songs whatsoever, so she never bothered to think about or look up why her grandfather gave her this name.

Maybe it was because she was too beautiful—when she first arrived in San Francisco, many people pursued her. But all those suitors quickly gave up, because everyone realized that, to Cecilia Locke, everything except medicine was insignificant.

The most crushing thing isn’t that someone doesn’t like you and gently rejects your advances, but that your pursuit is treated as if it were air.

Cecilia Locke was exactly that kind of person. Her entire mind was focused on medicine; anyone who pursued her, no matter who they were, was invisible to her.

Over time, no one could withstand that kind of disregard, so now, no one pursued Cecilia Locke anymore. All these things, whether real or not, had no effect on Cecilia Locke; she was wholly devoted to medicine.

A fatal flaw in lancomycin? As soon as Cecilia Locke opened Medical Dao, the first article she saw gave her a shock.

Lancomycin was the greatest medical discovery of the twenty-first century—how many people had it saved? And over the years, there had never been any reports of side effects.

With no side effects at all, why was there now a paper titled “The Fatal Flaw of Lancomycin” published in Medical Dao?

Cecilia Locke had studied medicine for many years and had read every article in Medical Dao. She had even studied many of the papers repeatedly, and she trusted that Medical Dao would never make a mistake on such a major issue.

If Medical Dao hadn’t made a mistake, then this was a huge problem.

Cecilia Locke hurriedly read through the medical paper carefully. After more than an hour, she put down the paper, her face slightly flushed with excitement.

The paper was well-argued and backed by data. With her years of medical experience, she was certain that everything described in the paper was true.