The entire Laboratory erupted with cheers as Manstein raised his hands, as if he had just scored a goal. Clara let out a scream, then covered her mouth in embarrassment. Hans laughed like a two-hundred-pound child, although he had always been two hundred pounds.
Manstein waited for the cheers to die down before adding, "But we still have to wait for the review from the Medical journal."
Yang Ping said nothing; he understood the review process for the Medical journal. The current pool of reviewers was not large enough, and finding suitable reviewers was challenging, which naturally lengthened the process. This was a common issue for all new journals; it couldn't be rushed.
The review from Medical finally came back in the sixth week.
It was Tuesday, a rare sunny day in Nandu. Yang Ping was in his office reviewing a grant application when his phone buzzed with an automated notification from the submission system. He opened the email and glanced at the conclusion:
