Chinese medicine: When you do things to the extreme

Chapter 45 Top Talent! (Please collect and read)
When Zhu Qin walked to the practice platform again, Zhou Yanqing was carefully packing up the practice materials.

The operating table in the training room 304 still needed to be cleaned up after the operation was completed, so when he came to room 308, Zhou Yanqing didn't dare to leave it alone.

"Yanqing, are you busy?"

"Are you okay? Let me tell you a good news." Zhu Qin showed his white teeth and tried to keep his tone calm.

After Zhou Yanqing took out the stitched foam board, he picked up the square transparent box filled with water and walked towards the sewage pool. He turned his head and tried to force a smile: "Brother Qin, are you here to make fun of me?"

Zhu Qin laughed even more happily: "Yanqing, you don't know this, right?"

"In the game between big guys, there is a saying that goes 'playing hard to get'."

"My master is afraid that he will be too enthusiastic and Director Dong will sell you to someone else."

"I told you, your current level of suturing skills is probably even better than that of my junior brother Yu Yue. How could Master remain indifferent?"

"Every age group has its own corresponding ceiling!"

"Huahua~Huahua~" Zhou Yanqing emptied the remaining water in the water box. His hands were a little stiff. His brows were tightly locked and he didn't say anything. He was carefully trying to understand the meaning of Zhu Qin's words.

Zhu Qin said again: "Really, Director Dong is a very smart person, he?"

"Forget it, let's not discuss our superiors..."

"Master asked me to give you his phone number and ask you to add him on WeChat. He said he would talk to you in detail on WeChat later."

"Yanqing, how old are you this year? Twenty-six, right?"

"Let me think about it. Twenty-six years old? The suture technique of the teacher who is recognized as the most talented in the country, at this age, should have reached an instant blood flow rate of 85% or 90% for vascular suture?"

After you are familiar with suturing on the floating foam board, you can keep your hands steady while suturing and start practicing the continuation suturing of the mouse's coccyx.

Zhou Yanqing's expression gradually calmed down: "Brother Qin, do you mean to say that Professor Tan was deliberately alienating and ignoring me just now?"

"Instead of looking down on my first degree and the number of articles I have written?"

Having passed the Jishuitan doctoral examination, Zhou Yanqing knew very well how candidates for the doctoral examination needed to produce their own articles to please their doctoral supervisors.

High-level surgical technology is a blessing for some patients, and scientific research is a blessing for patients with a certain type of disease.

This was the sentence Zhou Yanqing heard most frequently when he was in Jishuitan.

It makes sense, but it’s also cruel.

If you want to make achievements in scientific research, it is ten, a hundred, or even a thousand times more difficult than making achievements in simple surgery. It is very likely that you will remain unknown your entire life and be lost in the long river of time.

But if you practice surgical techniques, you will always improve, and it will always be beneficial to the patients you encounter.

"Of course not."

"Only half-baked professional talent would make my teacher look down on me. For example, when I graduate with a master's degree, I can complete skin flap suturing or tendon suturing in suture techniques."

"That's okay. There is a student like this in the hand surgery department every one or two years. You will get used to it after seeing it so many times."

"But if you want to complete the stretching of the compression cuff in the master's degree, or even break through the floating foam board in the training room, such a talent for suturing is most attractive to hand surgery."

"I was confused the first time my master left 308... and I just got the answer. Director Dong's tricks might be too complicated."

"It's just that our level is limited, and we can't be exposed to Director Dong's tricks."

When Zhu Qin said this, he smiled and said, "Didn't Director Dong make a promise to Qi Lin in early September? He said that he would be directly assigned to the position and start work."

"But now it's almost the end of the month, and Duan Qilin's contract is still stuck with Director Dong. The Human Resources Department hasn't even signed or stamped it yet."

Zhou Yanqing finally put the box in his hands flat with both hands, and became happy and excited.

To study for a doctorate, the key is to please your doctoral supervisor.

No matter what method is used, Professor Tan Zhongyu's hand surgery technology and status in the province can be said to be second to none.

The hand surgery department of Xiangya Hospital is absolutely the No. 1 in the province and is also ranked in the top ten in the country. If such a top hospital is willing to accept Zhou Yanqing, Zhou Yanqing would not be willing to travel around again.

Tired of running around?

tired.

Tired of running around?

tired.

Zhou Yanqing is too familiar with running around. Maybe he has been wandering for too long, so now as long as he finds a suitable bed, Zhou Yanqing just wants to have a good sleep.

"Thank you, Brother Qin. I've cleaned up and washed my hands. I'll join Teacher Tan right away." Zhou Yanqing's stable face finally showed joy.

No aloofness, no arrogance.

Looking at the recruitments of all the top hospitals, a PhD graduate from Xiangya Hospital can potentially go to any of them.

Even at the Union Hospital, there are doctors from the Xiangya Hospital who have joined the company.

This platform is enough.

If there is a place to settle down, who would want to wander around?

"Yanqing, let me tell you, studying for a doctorate is different from studying for a master's degree. After studying for a doctorate, you will have more free time..."

"And at this time, Professor Tan prefers independent learning and independent questioning."

"..." Zhu Qin analyzed the situation while watching Zhou Yanqing clean up the operating table.

He did not help Zhou Yanqing to clean up. Zhou Yanqing went to study for a doctorate under Tan Zhongyu, so he was Zhu Qin's junior. As a senior brother, it didn't make sense for him to help with the housework while teaching Zhou Yanqing.

Zhou Yanqing listened carefully to every word.

Zhu Qin continued, "Yanqing, no matter what, your current scientific research output is a weak link. Since you want to pursue a doctorate, you naturally don't want to stay in a county hospital or an ordinary prefecture-level city hospital."

"Under such circumstances, if you want to stay in a top hospital, then the manifestation of scientific research potential, that is, the number of articles, cannot be avoided."

"You also know that teaching hospitals like the First Affiliated Hospital of Hengda University do not pay enough attention to scientific research. If top hospitals do not do scientific research, then China's surgery will have to stagnate."

"If we want to innovate and advance the development of medicine, scientific research is an indispensable part."

"We don't like the eight big words posted on the door of the Chinese medicine store opposite the hospital: 'Adhere to inheritance, don't innovate'." Zhu Qin said this cryptically.

Zhou Yanqing didn't answer at all. After washing his hands carefully with hand sanitizer, he looked up and asked, "Brother Qin, do you think it's appropriate for me to call you Teacher Tan now?"

"You haven't enrolled yet, so it's best to call Teacher Tan first, and don't leave the master with no way out as soon as you open your mouth."

"He is a doctoral supervisor, and you are a student now!"

"You can change your mind after the doctoral admission examination quota is announced." Zhu Qin gave another advice.

"Thank you, Brother Qin. I'll add you then." After Zhou Yanqing searched for Shoucongruyu's WeChat nickname through Tan Zhongyu's phone number, he first introduced himself and then changed the note to - Teacher Tan.

At the same time, my heart was shaking quickly and squeezed out a label.

It’s so hard to guess what the bosses are thinking.

Reality is not fiction, professors are not the kind of "brainless" people who revolve around one person. Professors are not ignorant minions.

Among many top 985 students whose ancestors have great honors, only less than one in a hundred can eventually become professors.

At this point, it would require the ancestral graves to be lit to have a slight chance.

(End of this chapter)