Chapter 731: Begging to Publish a Paper

Lin Jiuze is on the phone.

"Teacher, are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure," Tang Chenghua said in a deep voice. "I asked the reviewers; they were vague, but I can be certain."

The master and apprentice were talking about the paper Lin Jiuze recently wrote based on Neymar's recovery.

His English proficiency is countless times better than Zhao Zhe's, and Zhao Zhe had no intention of competing for the spotlight, so he naturally handed this "job" over to Lin Jiuze.

Lin Jiuze is well-versed in writing papers, but what happened next exceeded his imagination.

After the paper was written and emailed to the journal, it would normally take 3-6 months to receive a reply according to standard procedures.

But just 3 days after Lin Jiuze sent the paper, the journal sent a reply letter saying that the space for the latest issue was full and it could only be scheduled for publication next month.

This was already an incredibly fast speed, and Lin Jiuze's normal understanding was that the journal's review board would "notify" him with a condescending, patronizing tone.

But unexpectedly, the email sent from the journal was filled with undisguised apologies and words of regret.

Lin Jiuze was very surprised by this.

So he called Tang Chenghua to ask what exactly had happened.

His teacher, Tang Chenghua, is familiar with some of the editorial board members; he asked around and knew there was a problem, but he had no idea where the specific problem lay.

"It shouldn't be like this," Tang Chenghua said cautiously.

He had already realized that the person Qin Chu provoked was not a "tiny" Standardized Training Student or Intern Doctor, but a behemoth, a ferocious beast hidden in the darkness.

"Indeed," Lin Jiuze also said in a deep voice.

The master and apprentice were silent at the same time; after a few seconds,

Tang Chenghua suddenly said, "Jiuze, I am a review Expert for *Radiology*. Here's what we'll do: find the relevant content and submit the article to *Radiology*. I'll take a look myself to see what exactly is so strange."

After saying this, Tang Chenghua let out a long sigh of relief.

He would test it himself and see what would happen.

But Lin Jiuze on the other end of the phone didn't speak, remaining silent.

"Jiuze? Is it because your surgical content has nothing to do with the Radiology Department?" Tang Chenghua asked suspiciously. "It shouldn't be; for a Hybrid Surgery, there must be a role for interventional radiology."

"Jiuze, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Teacher..." Lin Jiuze said, feeling very awkward. "Doctor Ji Xiang has requirements for publishing papers."

"What requirements? Isn't it about speed? Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you. I just want to know what exactly happens when the paper reaches the journal."

"It's not that, Teacher." Seeing that Tang Chenghua was becoming more and more mistaken, Lin Jiuze simply said, "Doctor Ji Xiang requires the journal to have an impact factor of 20 or higher. The impact factor of *Radiology* is a bit low, only around 11 right now, and I'm afraid Doctor Ji Xiang won't agree."

"!!!"

A surge of energy rushed up in his chest, and Tang Chenghua almost rolled his eyes.

*Radiology*, that is *Radiology*!

The world's top journal in radiology, the king of a single discipline.

Tang Chenghua never expected that a king-level journal like *Radiology* would one day be looked down upon.

"..."

He wanted to say something, but he had unknowingly become mute and couldn't get a single word out.

How could a small Standardized Training Student be so arrogant and domineering to this extent! He didn't even take *Radiology* seriously.

"Teacher, I don't understand it either," Lin Jiuze explained helplessly. "He gives away all the articles with an impact factor below 20 to other people."

"Gives them to other people?"

"To other doctors in the department, and even to nurses."

"..."

"Doctor Ji Xiang's attention is always focused on journals with an impact factor above 20, especially *The Lancet*; the review Experts seem to take special care of Doctor Ji Xiang."

Tang Chenghua listened silently.

Lin Jiuze was different from usual; he knew about *The Lancet* supplement, but Lin Jiuze was saying it all over again.

He must have been thinking while he spoke.

What the hell!

Tang Chenghua felt a bit bewildered.

That *Radiology* would one day be looked down upon—Tang Chenghua had never even imagined such a thing.

He had spent a great deal of effort and used many resources to become one of the editorial review Experts for *Radiology*.

But this involved academic status, so no matter how many resources were used, it was worth it.

Originally, Tang Chenghua was thinking about what he would do if the content wasn't suitable, and what strange things might happen after receiving the manuscript.

But he never expected that Ji Xiang would have no interest in *Radiology*.

"Teacher, it's not impossible to submit it."

Hearing this, Tang Chenghua was moved to tears.

Am I the one begging Ji Xiang to submit?

He is the one begging me!

Begging me!!!

"The top SCI journal for the Orthopedics Department only has an impact factor of about 5, but Doctor Ji Xiang still submitted it for the sake of the Resident Chief in the department, and it was successfully published. I'll think of a way, let's see..."

A buzzing sound came to Tang Chenghua's ears.

I am not a dog; I don't need to fawn over anyone!

Damn it!

The top journal of the Radiology Department, *Radiology*, would actually be begging Ji Xiang to submit?!

Tang Chenghua wanted to refuse in an instant, but the words reached his lips and he swallowed them back down.

Forget it, forget it.

I'll see what exactly is so strange; otherwise, I'll just be overthinking things and won't even be able to sleep well.

On the other end of the phone, Lin Jiuze stated his plan.

Tang Chenghua had no choice but to agree.

The master and disciple didn't say much more; neither Lin Jiuze nor Tang Chenghua had anything to say about this.

What is this?

This is practically begging Ji Xiang to submit a manuscript.

Damn it!

The master and disciple, at opposite ends of the Earth, cursed bitterly at almost the same time.

After finishing his curse, Lin Jiuze took a deep breath to calm himself down.

As time passed, Neymar's recovery improved more and more, and especially with Wembanyama as a comparison, it became even more apparent that Neymar's recovery was definitely not due to luck.

They were both top-tier athletes, and although their individual conditions differed, the degree of their recovery was worlds apart.

It's a pity, I have to go back; time waits for no one!

Lin Jiuze calculated the time and began preparing his plan again.

Through this period of getting to know him, Lin Jiuze had a rough idea of Ji Xiang's character, disposition, and temper.

There should be a way to get Ji Xiang to agree, Lin Jiuze thought to himself.

……

Ji Xiang touched his ear.

"What's wrong, Xiao Ji?" Meng Qingfei asked.

"My ear is burning; someone might be whispering about me, or perhaps cursing me," Ji Xiang smiled slightly.

"Hahaha, it must be some young Nurse. No, maybe a young and pretty female Patient. Speaking of which, when I was young, I even had female Patients write letters to me. Back then, writing letters was the main way to communicate; your Brother Meng was quite something when I was young."

"It's a pity, though; now I'm considered past my prime."

Meng Qingfei had just finished boasting when he heard the sound of a gurney in the hallway.

His expression dimmed.

"Sigh."

(End of this chapter)