Professor Zhu Daoqi was also looking at Zhang Yang right then... "Zhang Yang, don't feel any pressure. Just perform as you usually do. You have internship experience from the Third Hospital, and you've even handled major surgeries. Just mention those, and I'll be satisfied!"

Professor Zhu spoke slowly, and Shi Yan, Zhao Qiang, and Wang Lu all wore expressions of shock.

Zhang Yang, like them, was a senior undergraduate. While university students were either interning or busy securing jobs, they weren't keen on participating in such an event. Senior Xue Heng, no different from a fifth-year student, was only sent because the school assigned them.

None of these students had any real internship experience. Even though Shi Yan’s family owned a hospital, she only helped out, seeing patients and prescribing minor medications.

As for surgery, she had never performed one, let alone a major operation.

"Don't worry, Professor. I'm confident!"

Zhang Yang smiled slightly. His surgical experience wasn't something to boast about; it merely proved he had performed operations and done them well, which might only elicit some surprise.

Since Zhang Yang had stepped forward voluntarily, he didn't want just that effect. He intended to treat this exchange session as if he were attending one of the international academic forums he had participated in before.

"That's good to hear!"

Professor Zhu nodded again, his expression relaxing somewhat.

He was aware that Zhang Yang had interned at the Third Hospital; Zhu Daoqi had even personally visited the hospital to inquire. Zhang Yang had indeed resolved several difficult cases there that had stumped senior specialists.

Furthermore, Zhang Yang had performed highly complex surgeries—information personally relayed to him by the President of the Third Hospital. It couldn't be false.

It was precisely for this reason that he regarded Zhang Yang differently. The moment Zhang Yang stepped up, he immediately agreed.

Zhang Yang’s extensive experience and formidable capabilities gave him great confidence.

One could say his expectations for Zhang Yang were no less than those for Li Yaohua. Among these six students, Zhang Yang was the only one he truly favored and placed his hopes on.

"Professor Zhu, you mean... Zhang Yang has interned? And performed major surgeries?"

Shi Yan finally couldn't hold back and asked softly. The other students stared at him with wide eyes, as they all had the same question.

Interning was one thing, but an intern performing major surgery was truly beyond their comprehension.

"That's right. Zhang Yang's situation is somewhat unique. He was specially appointed by the Third Hospital. He cured many patients there whom other experts couldn't treat. You could say he possesses rich practical experience!"

Professor Zhu smiled slightly, showing a hint of pride when speaking of Zhang Yang.

As a vice-dean, he usually taught general, large-scale courses. Most medical students had taken his classes. Anyone who had attended his lecture was his student, including Zhang Yang. Naturally, he felt proud that his own student was so outstanding.

The five of them turned their gaze back to Zhang Yang, their faces a mixture of shock and confusion.

None of them had expected the usually inconspicuous Zhang Yang to be this formidable—specially appointed by a hospital and curing illnesses experts couldn't touch. They never doubted anything Professor Zhu said.

Such an accomplished peer, yet they had remained unaware of him—it spoke volumes about how low-key Zhang Yang was.

"So Zhang Yang is this amazing. With him here, those people from Jinling surely won't stand a chance!"

Zhao Qiang spoke first, nodding heavily. The first three days of the exchange were theoretical comparisons, followed by seven days of practical assessment.

Practice was paramount, and Zhang Yang’s skill gave them all renewed confidence.

"Exactly! Zhang Yang, you just focus on doing your best this afternoon; we all support you!"

Wang Lu chimed in. Although the others remained silent, they all nodded in agreement. They were a unit; honor and disgrace were shared. If Zhang Yang achieved great results, it was equivalent to their success.

Despite this, they never anticipated that Zhang Yang's performance on stage that afternoon would surpass that of the student from Tongji Medical College.

That previous student had truly captivated many, including them.

Zhang Yang didn't say much. Soon, the group headed to eat in the university cafeteria—the accommodation and meals for this event were all arranged by Tongji Medical College.

The food was excellent, served in a private room in the canteen, free from outside interference. Everyone ate heartily and was completely satisfied.

Following the schedule, Zhang Yang was slated to go on stage first that afternoon. Up until this point, Professor Zhu hadn't even asked Zhang Yang what he planned to discuss during his presentation.

This was a mark of trust. Having chosen Zhang Yang, Professor Zhu would fully rely on him. This trust made Zhang Yang take the event even more seriously.

If not for himself, he had to showcase his true abilities for Professor Zhu, for his classmates beside him, and for Changjing University, which he represented.

This was a sense of collective honor; it was no longer just about Zhang Yang alone.

Due to time constraints, there was only a brief rest after lunch before everyone gathered in the small auditorium that afternoon.

Overall, the morning session had gone very well. Representatives from the Education and Health departments seemed highly satisfied, which boosted everyone’s confidence.

This was the inaugural event; if it succeeded, similar events might be held annually, possibly on an even larger scale.

"Students, welcome back. This morning, we heard many excellent speeches and learned a great deal. I believe everyone is eagerly anticipating the practical exchanges. I won't waste time with pleasantries. Next up, please welcome our next speaker to the stage: Zhang Yang from Changjing University!"

The host was a beautiful young woman from Tongji Medical College. She was brief and concise, capturing everyone’s attention within a few sentences before formally commencing.

The three days of exchange weren't solely speeches; the schedule was quite tight, and the afternoon session immediately dove into the core tasks.

Zhang Yang walked slowly to the stage. Sitting in the front row were the hospital experts and some university leaders, most of whom sat somewhat listlessly. Only one person immediately sat bolt upright upon seeing Zhang Yang.

"It's him!"

After straightening up, this person looked incredibly astonished.

"Director Wang, what is it?"

The person next to him glanced over curiously. The one who sat up straight was the expert representative from Baotuo Hospital. Since Tongji Medical College was in Baotuo District, the best local hospital naturally attended to show support.

This person was Wang Yong, Deputy Director of Orthopedics. Having a Deputy Director attend a student event was fitting for the occasion.

He was the only expert present who had met Zhang Yang before.

"N-nothing," Wang Yong quickly shook his head. The incident involving the car accident previously had left a deep impression on Wang Yong, and he remembered Zhang Yang vividly. At that time, Zhang Yang had even produced a rare and precious medicinal herb.

His hospital had analyzed that medicine for a long time. Besides containing ginseng, specifically supreme-grade ginseng, they couldn't identify the rest. His mentor, Professor Hu, was still closely monitoring the situation, and Director Liu Zhen also attached immense importance to it.

However, research was slow, leaving them helpless.

Professor Hu had mentioned this matter just yesterday; seeing Zhang Yang here today was a genuine surprise for him.

There had been too many people that morning, and as the hospital’s expert representative, he had only focused on the front rows, failing to look further back, thus missing Zhang Yang entirely.

"I didn't expect he was actually a student—a student from Changjing University!"

Slowly, a faint smile touched the corner of Wang Yong's mouth. They hadn't known Zhang Yang's identity previously, only sensing his youthfulness, making him seem like a student, but they hadn't imagined he truly was an enrolled undergraduate.

Wang Yong stared intently at Zhang Yang. He had an instinct that Zhang Yang taking the stage would bring a significant shift to the afternoon session, though he couldn't pinpoint the exact nature of the change.

By now, Zhang Yang was standing center stage. He carried nothing, simply standing there naturally.

Many people subtly nodded. Zhang Yang showed no stage fright, presenting himself with an easy composure that was hard to achieve. At least his delivery wouldn't suffer because of nervousness.

Not feeling nervous was easy to say but incredibly difficult to execute.

Forget these students; even they, the doctors, experts, or school leaders, would feel a touch of unease when suddenly stepping onto a stage facing hundreds of people, though they could usually recover quickly.

"Good afternoon, respected teachers and fellow students!"

Zhang Yang smiled faintly and began speaking slowly. His voice was clear, and his demeanor exceptionally natural, leaving a very good first impression on everyone.

Professor Zhu’s tense heart eased slightly.

He was indeed a student specially appointed by the hospital; this level of composure was remarkable. His confidence in Zhang Yang grew stronger.

After briefly scanning everyone in the audience, Zhang Yang continued: "What I will present today is a project currently under application. The topic is titled: 'Improvement and Cure of Multiple ** Phenotype Asthma'!"

"What? An asthma project?"

"And it’s Multiple ** Phenotype Asthma!"

"That's impossible. This disease is incurable. Such a research topic must pass review by the Chinese Academy of Sciences (CAS). How have I never heard of anyone domestically researching this?"

Before Zhang Yang finished speaking, the experts in the audience began to buzz with discussion, their faces filled with disbelief.

The topic presented by the Tongji Medical College student earlier was also a research project, but it concerned only one strain of the flu virus—a small subject that wouldn't draw the attention of these top experts.

But what Zhang Yang presented was different. His project addressed a stubborn disease like asthma, specifically a severe subtype, and its title claimed 'cure.' This truly caused everyone to... [The fastest text update for book fans' building]

A project like this, as the person just mentioned, absolutely required clearance from the CAS. News of it should have spread; they couldn't possibly know nothing about it.

"Director Wang, didn't you hear clearly? Zhang Yang just said this is a project currently under application!"

Seeing the surrounding queries mounting, Wang Yong couldn't help but interject a clarification for Zhang Yang.

His guess was correct. Zhang Yang’s appearance on stage truly brought a significant difference, immediately dropping such a heavy bombshell that it stunned not only all the students but even these experts.

The previous flu virus project was something the university could study internally, akin to primary school homework.

The project Zhang Yang proposed now required procedures through the CAS and would secure substantial research funding upon approval. To put it plainly, compared to the virus project, this was student homework, or perhaps graduate student work—the disparity was immense... Third chapter update; still stabilizing, once stabilized, Little Yu will explode! (To be continued...) RX