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Chapter 490 Cheng Yuan & Zhou Mo 1

a few days later.

Zhou Mo just read a document related to Shengxin, and found it very interesting, but there are some professional things in it that she still doesn't understand very well.

She remembered that her junior sister Cheng Yuan seemed to specialize in this, so she found Cheng Yuan on WeChat and sent her question to her.

Cheng Yuan replied quickly and asked her: Do you also want to be a student letter?

Zhou Mo: Now who doesn't want to, the main thing is to save money.

Cheng Yuan: Indeed, there are quite a few public databases related to bioinformatics, and you can have massive amounts of data without doing your own sequencing.

Zhou Mo: This lasso, I found its original algorithm literature, but... I have never learned Newton iteration, and I can't understand the derivation behind it.

Cheng Yuan: You searched for "no fault" in the book garden. He has a specific derivation process in it, and he didn't use Newton iteration, but only used a quadratic equation in one variable to solve it.

Zhou Mo was shocked:? ? ?

Sending three exclamation points in a row is not enough to show one's surprise.

Cheng Yuan: I also admire this great master, who let me, a person who has never studied mathematical statistics, solve such a complicated equation.

Zhou Mo: I'll go and have a look.

It was the first time Zhou Mo saw such a successful simplification.

She immediately went to the book garden and found that it was a website related to mathematical statistics. Many bigwigs on it especially liked to derive various algorithms for themselves.

The post "No Fault" has not received many views. After all, most of the people who read this blog site are majors in mathematics. not on.

This situation is similar to the problem of chickens and rabbits in the same cage. Elementary school students find it extremely difficult. After learning binary linear equations in junior high school, they will find it very simple.

The low number of views and collections is naturally understandable.

But for Zhou Mo and Cheng Yuan who study medicine rather than theory, the post "There is nothing wrong with it" is simply good news for them.

Zhou Mo resolutely saved the webpage, fearing that it would be lost in the future, she even took a screenshot of the picture and saved another copy in the online disk.

As soon as all this was done, Shen Qingyi suddenly contacted her on WeChat and said, "Come out with me in a while, and I'll give you 10 minutes. After packing up, I'll go downstairs. I'll drive you there."

Zhou Mo: Good.

She didn't ask where she was going, and it seemed that Shen Qingyi had something to do at the last minute, either she forgot or was not prepared, so she was notified now.

Zhou Mo packed up his things decisively and went downstairs.

Shen Qingyi was already waiting for her downstairs, when she saw Zhou Mo coming, she said, "Get in the car."

Zhou Mo pulled the co-pilot away and sat in, while Shen Qingyi backed the car out of the parking space.

When the car drove to the gate of the courtyard, I happened to meet Gan Liyan, who was Cheng Yuan's tutor, and was also known in the School of Health Management for her bad temper and a very difficult person to get along with.

Shen Qingyi and her are colleagues, and they always say hello when they meet.

Zhou Mo also called out "Teacher Gan" hello, but when Shen Qingyi rolled up the window of the car, he immediately restrained his smile.

"Teacher Gan is also a hard-working person," Shen Qingyi saw Zhou Mo's unhappiness.

"Her life is bitter, isn't Cheng Yuan's life bitter?" Zhou Mo rarely disrespects Shen Qingyi, but when it comes to Cheng Yuan, Zhou Mo really can't forget how this little girl was severely persecuted by Gan Li when she was studying in graduate school. His tone was a little rushed.

When she realized it, she immediately apologized and said, "Sorry, teacher."

"It doesn't matter," Shen Qingyi said: "I've heard about Cheng Yuan. The little girl is really brave. She has a congenital heart disease and she went to graduate school on her own. It's bad luck to meet such a teacher. Can you help her all the time?" , including now, it is because you are kind-hearted."

"Thank you for understanding me," Zhou Mo thanked Shen Qingyi from the bottom of his heart.

Every time Zhou Mo thinks of Cheng Yuan, Zhou Mo is grateful to God in his heart, fortunately for her to meet a reasonable and understanding mentor.

"Actually..." Shen Qingyi said: "Cheng Yuan's heart disease, to a certain extent, has actually become a sharp weapon to protect her from being squeezed by her tutor after graduation."

"You mean she is also afraid of something happening to Cheng Yuan?" After all, if something happens to a student, the tutor is jointly and severally responsible.

This is also something that many college instructors attach great importance to. For students, life safety is their most concerned issue. As for the others...as long as no lives are caused, everything is easy to talk about.

"Anyway, her tutor finally signed her graduation thesis and didn't dare to stop her from graduating. This shows that her tutor must be afraid. For Cheng Yuan, it is also a blessing to get her graduation certificate , For these majors in our college, a master's degree is the stepping stone. It is said that the First Hospital of Dongdae University does not plan to recruit a master's degree from next year." Shen Qingyi suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, do you know where Cheng Yuan went after graduation? Is it? CDC or Maternal and Child Health Hospital?"

"No, in a small company," Zhou Mo said.

"That's not bad. A master's degree in a small private company should cost almost [-]."

"Well, I heard it's not bad. The basic salary, commission and performance add up to [-] yuan before tax," Zhou Mo said, "But the company is just starting up and she often works overtime. She is not in good health, so she will definitely work soon."

"Then you really need to pay attention," Shen Qingyi said, "Did you see a doctor after her illness? I know Dr. Lu from the Department of Cardiac Surgery of the First Hospital of Dongdae University. I can introduce her to her and let her go and see her."

Zhou Mo shook his head, "For her disease, it's impossible not to have an operation. Once the operation is done, she doesn't know how much it will cost. Her family doesn't seem to have anything to support her. Now she can only rely on herself to save money. Let's see if there is a chance in the future."

"It's so pitiful," Shen Qingyi said: "The hemp rope is only broken at the thinnest places, and bad luck is only for the poor. A good girl, still at a good age, hasn't had time to enjoy her youth, but..."

Just wait to die.

These four words were too cruel, Shen Qingyi finally refrained from saying them softly.

There is no need for Shen Qingyi to say it, Zhou Mo understands what Shen Qingyi means.

"I hope she can change her luck and get cured as soon as possible."

There is nothing Zhou Mo can do except to bless.

When Cheng Yuan was a graduate student, she kept concealing her illness. She also took X-rays and did some tests during the physical examination, but those were all postgraduates who went to small hospitals for physical examinations in batches, and the doctors there would not carefully examine them. As a result, it was all process and formulaic to stamp a stamp on a piece of rough A4 paper, and the diligent doctor would sign more.

She also kept Cheng Yuan from having congenital heart disease.

But when the matter could not be concealed, it was already the time when Cheng Yuan was about to graduate.

During that time, Gan Liyan had disputes with her husband. She was a very emotional person, and she brought all the unhappiness in her married life to work.

It's okay to meet colleagues, they are all at the same level, and they can barely "greet each other with a smile", but Cheng Yuan, who is her student, is miserable.

Gan Liyan almost vented all her unhappiness on Cheng Yuan.

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