Song Zimo also took out his own medal, and the two of them toyed with them in their hands.
"It's really heavy!" Song Zimo weighed the medal in his palm.
"Really beautiful!" Tang Shun admired the medal up close.
Song Zimo gazed into the distance, "Tonight at the banquet, I heard at least three times that people question the system regulation theory, saying it's too idealistic, the clinical application risks are uncontrollable, and existing foundation studies must be broad and deep. You also heard what the pharmaceutical company vice president said; they say they want cooperation, but in reality, they want to buy out or dominate the research direction."
"The bigger the tree, the more it attracts the wind." Tang Shun sighed, "Before the professor won the award, the questioning voices were mainly within academic circles. Now that he's won, skepticism will come from all directions, and it'll mix with interests, competition, and even malice."
