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Chapter 11: Rising from Behind (Please add to your favorites and read on)

"Congratulations, Ye-ge!" Both classmates, Xiong Jinhuan and Li Yuanpei, offered their congratulations in serious tones.

It turns out that the true full form of the Fangziye (方子业) is to let go of all inhibitions and devote oneself to clinical practice!
I had heard before that Fang Ziye often asked Yuan Weihong to revise his papers, but he didn't produce any output, and the clinical progress was also quite slow, so he was just average in terms of qualifications.

Unexpectedly, the paper that Fang Ziye had been asking Yuan Weihong to revise for a long time was a major article that was to be published in the top tier of journals.

Journals from the Chinese Academy of Sciences' SCI Q1 journals are undoubtedly of high quality. Although their impact factor is not high, only 4+, the value of articles with an impact factor of 4+ is higher than that of ten low-quality meta-analyses or bioinformatics analyses.

Don't judge the quality of an article solely by its impact factor; instead, look at what the author did.

After this article was completed, many people studied it carefully, and indeed a lot of work was done.

It is well known that writing high-quality articles requires a lot of energy and time spent immersing oneself in clinical practice.

Now that the article has been published, and I heard there's another CSCD paper as a backup, Fang Ziye's graduation thesis has also been sent to Yuan Weihong and is being revised in preparation for graduation. Now, Fang Ziye has completely unloaded all the burdens and can devote himself wholeheartedly to clinical work.

There is a first-tier article that can guarantee Fang Ziye's eligibility to apply for doctoral programs in both other departments and our own.

The quality of research papers is higher than that of any non-research SCI articles.

"Thank you, thank you. I've made some progress. I'm just not really dragging everyone down." Fang Ziye clenched his fist slightly.

"I'm only slightly better than my junior brothers, so please don't laugh at me, senior brothers."

As soon as Fang Ziye said this, Wang Yuanqi, one of Professor Deng Yong's doctoral seniors, said, "You wouldn't dare say that. Since you've been given free rein, Ziye, your clinical skills have improved like they've taken off."

"It's clear that you haven't put much effort into this area before."

Fang Ziye's growth was not achieved overnight.

For the past twenty-odd days, ever since Fang Ziye escaped from the sea of ​​suffering caused by the article, he has remained almost unchanged, as everyone can see.

Similarly, Fang Ziye's efforts are visible to everyone.

"No, Senior Brother Wang, you flatter me. I've been practicing before." Fang Ziye didn't dare to be so arrogant.

That concludes the pleasantries.

Fang Ziye's suturing skills have improved again, and he has even surpassed the other two master's students in the same cohort. That's the result.

Whether it was the envy of his junior brothers, the shock and pressure on Li Yuanpei and Xiong Jinhuan, or the astonishment of his senior brothers at Fang Ziye's rapid progress, it still couldn't change the outcome.

After everyone left, Fang Ziye cut the tofu open and sewed it up three more times.

Every operation was carried out steadily. Although the sewing speed was slow, the quality of each needle insertion and exit, as well as the quality of the knot, were very high.

The completion rate is naturally not a problem.

Fang Ziye felt relieved.

In this way, the suturing technique can be officially completed. For a short period of time, you only need to practice occasionally to avoid becoming rusty. There is no need for intensive training anymore. Instead, you can spend more time learning new knowledge.

……

After leaving the training room, Fang Ziye was automatically followed by two tagalongs.

Jie Han and his companion, Pei Lantianluo, asked Fang Ziye for advice on how to sew the rubber flesh skin, their first sewing practice material, better.

Fang Ziye patiently answered all the related questions.

"The most important thing in sewing rubber skin is to pay attention to the needle entry angle and the needle exit angle. You can practice the needle entry and exit techniques at home!"

"Controlling the depth of sutures is no longer a problem for you."

"Brother Ye!~"

As Fang Ziye answered, someone called his name from behind. Fang Ziye and the other two turned around at the same time and saw Fang Ziye's classmate, Xiong Jinhuan.

Xiong Jinhuan is slightly chubby, and his honest and simple appearance is quite striking, as his belly jiggles when he runs.

Jie Han and Lan Tianluo, the two junior brothers, were quite sensible. After calling out to Senior Brother Xiong, they took their leave.

"Brother Huan, your flesh seems to be getting firmer and firmer." As classmates, even though Fang Ziye's output was not high before, it did not affect the relationship between them.

If someone can get into a master's program and be favored by their master's supervisor, they generally have good emotional intelligence. They won't distance themselves from you because of your grades or how handsome you are, unless there's something wrong with your personality.

Xiong Jinhuan pressed her hands against her stomach: "I have gained a little weight."

"Brother Ye, are you considering staying in this department for your PhD or going to another department? Let's discuss it and not rush into anything." Xiong Jinhuan's voice was as round as his height.

Fang Ziye could sense the pressure this man, who had achieved great success in both clinical practice and scientific research, was under.

Although Xiong Jinhuan has published three SCI papers, one in Q2 and two in Q3, Xiong Jinhuan's Q2 SCI paper is a research paper, while Li Yuanpei's Q2 paper is just a case report.

Compared to the other two, the gold content is much lower.

Therefore, Xiong Jinhuan was previously in a relaxed and stress-free position.

But now Fang Ziye seems to have suddenly surged forward. Or rather, Fang Ziye has been suppressing his efforts for two years, accumulating knowledge and experience before finally making a breakthrough. He first quietly published a first-tier academic paper, and in scientific research, he has already taken the lead. Now, in clinical practice...

In just one month, he not only caught up with Xiong Jinhuan in all the basic skills, but also surpassed Xiong Jinhuan in suturing.

In this comparison, if Fang Ziye were to choose to apply for Professor Han Yuanxiao's doctoral program, he would be choosing to compete with Xiong Jinhuan and avoid the doctoral program at Kyoto University Third Hospital that Professor Deng Yong was applying for.

Xiong Jinhuan also felt a little numb.

Xiong Jinhuan wasn't entirely sure that her teacher would necessarily choose her and not Fang Ziye.

After all, Fang Ziye has now caused a comprehensive impact on him in every aspect.

However, pursuing a doctorate is extremely competitive, and if Fang Ziye chooses to hedge his bets, then Xiong Jinhuan will need to make other preparations as well.

For example, try to probe the other departments and seek more opportunities, so that you don't end up being strangled by Fang Ziye and not even know how you died.

Fang Ziye thought about it carefully before saying, "Brother Huan, don't worry. I probably won't choose Professor Han."

“I have always followed Professor Deng Yong, and my teacher also followed Professor Deng. I will be more familiar with this place.”

"This doesn't count as 'fratricide'."

Upon hearing this, Xiong Jinhuan was slightly taken aback, then narrowed her eyes: "Really? Brother Ye, you're not playing the 'blind spot' trick on me, are you?"

Being a "study-bitch" isn't just a matter of personality; it's a moral issue. Fang Ziye says he won't compete with himself, but if he crosses lines when registering for the exam, that would be going too far.

If everyone competes openly and honestly, I'll still respect you as a brother even if I die. But playing dirty tricks is not good.

"Of course not, Brother Huan."

"Say what you mean. Would I lie to you?" Fang Ziye replied.

Fang Ziye did indeed have this plan: either he would choose to go to another hospital to avoid the seven-year program at Kyoto University Third Hospital, or he would go against him.

We're all in the same boat. Of the three classmates, Li Yuanpei has already had enough bad luck. If he were to push Xiong Jinhuan along, his chances of getting a doctorate would be much easier.

But when the time comes, my mentor will be in Professor Deng Yong's group and I will be in Professor Han Yuanxiao's group. How will we be able to hang out together?

Fang Ziye will never forget the great favor his teacher did for him.

Even when working as a PhD student, you should work more for your mentor than for others, unless you end up working for a different institution, in which case there's no other way.

(End of this chapter)