Chapter 122

"Then? Then I wouldn't know." Fang Ziye felt a slight strangeness in his heart.

But he couldn't put his finger on what exactly was off.

Jie Han immediately followed up: "Senior Brother, guess how old Lan Tianluo actually is this year?"

"Didn't they say twenty-two?" Fang Ziye sat down next to Jie Han, fingers interlaced, resting on the tabletop.

"That's what Lan Tianluo told us, so that's why we need Senior Brother you to guess." Jie Han shook his head.

"Then I couldn't guess shit, twenty-five or six?" Fang Ziye said again.

"20 years old, at most just a little bit more! ~ Just looks slightly older than his age."

"He was in a juvenile class before."

"I always feel the relationship between Lan Tianluo and Senior Sister Luo Tingzhu is slightly weird, but as to where exactly it's off, I can't quite put it into words."

"Anyway, this isn't the first time they've gone out to eat." Jie Han stopped mid-sentence, as if hinting at something to Fang Ziye.

"Hey, don't overthink it, it's probably not the meaning you're imagining." Fang Ziye replied.

Jie Han immediately shook his head: "Sigh, forget it, forget it."

"Right, Senior Brother, a few days ago I made a trip to the Research Department for reimbursement, you know how high our Master's paper publication bonus is this year?"

"Around 15?" Fang Ziye estimated silently, then asked.

Hearing Fang Ziye guess right on the mark, Jie Han deflated like a punctured bag: "About that, there's fifteen."

"The 8-point original article is 80k, then there are some other odds and ends of SCIs, five in total, 70k altogether."

"Master said to let us three split the remaining 40k, he takes 10." Jie Han gestured.

"You dare take it?" Fang Ziye asked without hesitation.

Fang Ziye himself currently had no face to take it. That 8-point SCI was originally Yuan Weihong's own workload, how could he take it in good conscience? Even the remaining twenty or thirty thousand after tax, if Yuan Weihong split it down, Fang Ziye would still be too embarrassed to take it.

"I don't dare, that's why I'm asking Senior Brother you."

"But Master's meaning is that we have to take it, although it's not right, it's also a token of sincerity and a good omen. After all Master said, if Senior Brother you exert yourself this year, our group's bonus at the start of next year won't be lower than this number."

"He's investing in disguise."

"So I'm also still a bit hesitant." Jie Han emanated a money-grubber's gaze.

The teacher was willing to give, and generously at that, Jie Han felt it was acceptable to accept.

"Then let's talk when the time comes. Publishing papers, research bonuses are actually just incidental; what's more important to see is the stuff behind them." Fang Ziye patted Jie Han's shoulder again.

"Generally speaking……"

Jie Han didn't know the difficulty of research, but Fang Ziye himself was clear. Therefore he began to communicate and exchange with this "genius"——

Generally speaking, in Zhongnan Hospital, whatever provincial or municipal journals you publish in, you'd better not mention it outside; cover it up however you can, saying it out loud is just losing face.

To tell the truth, even our own hospital's master's students won't look at articles on provincial and City First Hospital level journals. The baseline is also looking at SCI or CSCD.

Even CSCD such Chinese core journals are merely the most basic guarantee for master's graduation, still something to show off?

Back then, Fang Ziye felt graduating with CSCD was embarrassing enough.

Then a step further, on CSCD it's tool-type SCIs or case reports.

One to three tool-type articles, such as meta-analyses, bioinformatics analyses or case reports, regardless of what zone, what type, unless published in a major journal above 15 points, are all not counted in workload calculation.

Just saying, during master's stage, they can still be punched out, and graduating with such articles to go to a prefecture-level city hospital is still very impressive, because prefecture-level city hospitals have weak research and insufficient atmosphere.

Lan Tianluo is currently at this level, at most can help get scholarships, not much use.

Naturally, for example Jie Han and Luo Tingzhu such types, possessing 4-6 tool-type articles, that's still relatively outstanding; what they lack is just the opportunity for basic experiments and basic research projects, not that they can't do it.

At this level, basically scholarships can be gotten hand over fist, the Outstanding Student identity can definitely be added on.

A further step of research accumulation is like Li Yuanpei, watering some tool-type articles oneself, while relying on Senior Brothers' feeding to publish one or two relatively low-score basic original articles, that counts as truly entering the threshold in research.

Even Zone 2 or Zone 3 basic original articles are more valuable than your Zone 1 meta-analysis tool-type articles; in the eyes of true insiders, meta-analysis related articles are just inferior to basic articles.

And basic articles basically take 5 points as an important node.

Wanting to reach above 5 points is extremely difficult.

Take Senior Brother Yan Zhiming for example, currently his highest basic-type SCI article is 5.4 points.

Although the impact factor isn't high, the value of such an article, even if you publish a case report in a 12 or even 13 point impact factor journal, still can't compare to a 5-point basic original article; the quality isn't on the same tier.

And as long as there's one article above 5 points, for example currently Fang Ziye and Senior Brother Yan Zhiming, entering a Han City level municipal hospital is no problem.

Others won't card you either; as long as you can find some better connections through your teacher, it's not difficult.

And at PhD graduation, some less competitive departments like Anesthesiology or Emergency Surgery, with two 5-8 point articles and a PhD degree, staying at Zhongnan Hospital is no problem.

Even in Pediatrics, if you have this kind of foundation at master's stage, you're more than welcome.

The hardest is 10+ point original articles; these are basically published by extremely impressive people. Generally speaking, as long as there's one, no matter how many other types of articles you've published, ordinary hospital retention opportunities at Zhongnan Hospital can be contended for.

Articles of this level require at least 20+ workload; an ordinary academic PhD's three years, being able to finalize one manuscript is already very not easy.

If Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing can have this kind of accumulation, then estimated ah, that Senior Brother in Joint Surgery should probably make way for Sun Shaoqing.

But then, Sun Shaoqing is after all a professional PhD, where would he have so many opportunities to accumulate workload.

"What about further up?" Jie Han unsatisfied with the level Fang Ziye currently revealed and gossiped, continued curiously asking.

"Further up, if you can publish two 10+ point basic-type articles, until Deputy Chief Physician's Associate Professor title, basically no one dares to card you, unless you've offended someone."

"And if you're luckier, publish 15-20 point basic experimental original articles, the hospital's high-level talent introduction plan can be eaten full. Don't need many, one is enough."

"Naturally, if by chance you win a 20-30 point tier major journal basic-type article, and the workload gets recognized!"

"Basically don't even think about it; domestically, unless some super teams use money to smash it out, otherwise fundamentally impossible; wanting to publish with ordinary basic experimental methods, no one will care; young people abroad who can publish are countable on fingers, generally all big shots' private preserves."

"Further up is innovation on the experimental technique level, for example you construct a HK2 gene knockout mouse that can survive, then compare the size analysis of subcutaneous tumor-bearing experiments in HK2 knockout mice, or open up a brand new pathway, then that Office Director position next door, estimated Professor Deng could even yield to you."

With only the two fellow disciples present, Fang Ziye still being the senior brother, his words were quite heretical.

Jie Han shrank his neck: "Then forget it, even Professor Hong currently covets but can't get it……"

"Fuck, this dog bastard." Jie Han suddenly received an image sent by Lan Tianluo; the degree of showing off in it made Jie Han involuntarily lower his head and curse.

Moreover, in the photo at this moment, there was also a photo of Lan Tianluo holding a wine glass and clinking it with a girl's hand.

……

Han Street, inside a Western restaurant.

The candlelight was quite romantic; the lake breeze from Donghu blew in the face, not stingy with the free air brought from outside.

"Who are you sending it to?" Luo Tingzhu put down the wine glass containing water, looked at Lan Tianluo opposite her, her tone carrying questioning.

"Jie Han."

"Today's meal, he even funded one-tenth of it."

Then Lan Tianluo put down his phone, raised his head, his gaze slightly complex as he asked: "Senior Sister, did you recognize me long ago?"

"No, in November, I only noticed the birthmark on the back of your neck." Luo Tingzhu thought for a moment, her reply voice slightly cold and distant.

But Lan Tianluo didn't seem easy to mislead: "I don't believe it."

"You should have recognized me in mid-August, so you chose Trauma Surgery."

"You're wrong!" Luo Tingzhu continued shaking her head.

"You knew first that I might go to Trauma Surgery, so you chose Trauma Surgery; don't think I don't know. I even found out that you asked your classmate to inquire about my information."

"Currently, Seven-Year Clinical Medicine Program fifth year, Spine Surgery's Chen Moumou, right?" Luo Tingzhu countered Lan Tianluo, her tone no longer carrying questioning, just still a bit cold.

"But when did you change your name? Would Dad agree to you changing your name?"

Luo Tingzhu looked at the person before her, named Lan Tianluo, actually Luo Tinglan, childhood name Xiao Tao, this 'stranger', her mood for a moment didn't know what to say.

Lan is Lan Tianluo's mother's surname.

Truly identifying Lan Tianluo's identity was actually in October; merely suspecting Lan Tianluo's identity was from when Luo Tingzhu just entered Trauma Surgery, she felt a rather wonderful feeling.

Lan Tianluo then neither confirmed nor denied: "Dad naturally agreed, I changed my name very early, back in high school."

Speaking here, Lan Tianluo only then suddenly took a deep breath.

Suppressing his emotions, he then replied to Jie Han——

"Han Ge, besides envy and jealousy, I don't accept vinegar here, rein in that sourness."

"Told you long ago, I don't make a move unless I have to, once I make a move, I have to date the prettiest girl, you still didn't believe me, hehe." Lan Tianluo was quite lewd.

"What are you doing at Zhongnan Hospital? You're not studying your good mathematics?"

"This isn't rational behavior." Luo Tingzhu had no appetite to eat, emotional fluctuations still existing, she even thought of avoidance, but now, she didn't know where she could escape to.

"Han City University's Mathematics Department isn't famous, Han City University Affiliated Zhongnan Hospital isn't a top medical institution either."

"Senior Sister, then what do you think I came for?"

"I know my sister was bullied……"

"Not childhood anymore." Lan Tianluo didn't raise his head, so Luo Tingzhu didn't know his eyes held a bit of sand.

Then he lowered his head and continued replying to Jie Han's message: "Not saying more, I have to continue eating and chatting about life."

"I'll bring you good news when I get back."

"Scram your ass." Jie Han at this moment, in the laboratory, was indignant.

To Fang Ziye he said: "Senior Brother, this Lan Tianluo, really isn't human, usually looks low-key, actually a belly full of bad water, fundamentally no good intentions."

Fang Ziye was only responsible for collecting suitable corresponding preoperative basic research results for submission of Yuan Weihong's upcoming March Face Standard Grant, completely did not respond.

Jie Han then seemed to think of something, hesitated a moment, then didn't speak again.

……

"Going back for New Year? Sister." When the meal was nearing its end, Lan Tianluo said this.

Luo Tingzhu then shook her head: "I don't need you to invite and bestow gifts, even less need your pity."

"I don't know if this decision of yours is childish or deeply considered, but you have your life and willfulness, I can't be as free and unrestrained as you, even less can I be as willful as you."

"I feel being alone is quite fine, these many years I've made it through." Luo Tingzhu picked up her bag, about to leave.

After standing up, Luo Tingzhu continued: "From now on you do your own things, medicine wasn't what I made you study, the choice to come to Zhongnan Hospital wasn't what I made you make!"

"How you want to develop, that's your own business."

"Sister." Lan Tianluo waved slightly.

But Luo Tingzhu still left straight away.

Lan Tianluo sat on the table, didn't stand up, just slightly lowered his head, emotions slightly a bit low.

Luo Tingzhu then left without looking back, and when leaving, even settled the bill.

Lan Tianluo also didn't refuse, and didn't actively snatch to settle the bill or anything, just he felt ah, perhaps the road he has to walk, is still quite far.

But no matter what, Lan Tianluo felt his choice had no mistake.

His birth had no error, parents gave birth to him, the parental love he hoped for also had no mistake, after all they are his parents.

However, Luo Tingzhu disliking Lao Luo and his mother also had no mistake, after all that wasn't her home, only her dad was there.

But having this sister, in childhood was not sensible.

But grown up, Lan Tianluo still wanted to cherish this family affection, he also had no other brothers or sisters.

Of course, Lan Tianluo himself, also likes studying medicine.

Just because of mother's misunderstanding, only thought he wanted to come find this sister Luo Tingzhu, accompany her as compensation, a moment of impulse, but Lan Tianluo was clear, he himself likes medicine.

Just, this meeting, didn't have the TV drama kind of siblings meeting moved feeling, that warmth, all was just eating a few bites of dishes, then chatting for a long time, very cold and quiet.

Until 11 PM at night, Lan Tianluo whose mood was actually very disappointed, was still sending some stimulating messages to Jie Han to anesthetize himself……

Jie Han was numb all over, directly called and retorted Lan Tianluo several hundred words, only then felt comfortable in heart.

"Still showing off?"

"Me and Senior Brother Fang in the lab are almost tired to death, you this fellow trainee go out dating not to mention, still always showing off at my place, you don't want to experience Senior Brother's dignity?" Jie Han seriously put on Second Senior Brother's airs.

"Don't think just because your preliminary exam grades are higher than mine, I don't dare PUA you."

Lan Tianluo's preliminary exam score reached a staggering 434+, like a pervert among perverts, still a level higher than Jie Han, who was the first place in the Orthopedics Department written exam back then.

"No, Senior Brother, I didn't mean that."

"I actually hope Senior Brother you can tell Ziye Senior Brother that the good-looking Senior Sister in our department is my sister. Biological sister."

Jie Han at this moment was already climbing toward the second floor of the dormitory, and during the climb his mobile phone fell directly to the ground.

Jie Han himself nearly fell backward into a corpse-pose while gripping the railing unsteadily.

A few seconds later, Jie Han hurriedly climbed down, picked up his mobile phone, and after asking Lan Tianluo clearly, confirmed Lan Tianluo's identity.

Finally he summarized: "So you came to Zhongnan Hospital to back up Tingzhu Senior Sister?"

"No, I wanted to incidentally take down that professor too, let him taste what it feels like when someone suggests he settle out of court, that's all." Lan Tianluo replied in a low voice, putting on a big show.

Jie Han: "..."

Lan Tianluo continued: "Of course, that was my previous idea. Now my idea is, I don't even know if I can stay at the hospital, yet still delusionally thinking about taking down a professor — really just wishful thinking."

"The Medical College is too hard to survive in, much harder than the Mathematics Department."

"This matter, besides you and Ziye Senior Brother, don't tell any other people, Senior Brother, please! Otherwise my sister will be unhappy."

"But you must tell Ziye Senior Brother."

Jie Han instantly had all his inner doubts become clear.

Lan Tianluo, a genius of the Mathematics Department, found a Han City University this bird-doesn't-shit medical college — ate his fill and had nothing better to do? Even Han City University's Mathematics Department probably wouldn't be enough for Lan Tianluo to stir up trouble in.

What exactly is the reason for this?

But now, everything is explained clearly.

When Luo Tingzhu interned in Internal Medicine, it was the beginning of last year, then Lan Tianluo applied for the standardized residency training here mid-year and came charging over in August.

"Then that last time, why didn't you help?" Jie Han continued asking Lan Tianluo further.

"He didn't do anything unspeakable, why would I refuse? I'm my sister's younger brother, I'm not a sister-complex, and I don't want to be hospitalized on the spot." Lan Tianluo replied speechlessly.

This damn playing Orthopedics, probably wouldn't even need his own dad to come, his own sister alone could do his surgery clearly and thoroughly right then.

Then break and operate again, or Closed Reduction of Fracture, Manual Dislocation Technique after fracture reduction...

"Fellow Trainee, tell me, do I have a chance to become your brother-in-law?" Jie Han asked shamelessly.

"Scram! ~" Lan Tianluo arranged this Second Senior Brother clearly with one sentence.

That night, Fang Ziye finally received two batches of images again, both proper images. One batch from Luo Tingzhu, experimental results images obtained from Internal Medicine, no other incidentals.

Just specially instructed: "Senior Brother, after reading, please delete thoroughly. Thanks, these results are borrowed."

Fang Ziye was speechless for a while, also not good to say much.

Can't very well say, these borrowed results you sent, I have no use for them damn it?

The second batch came from Qian Qiaofeng's research project group.

However, Qian Qiaofeng's research project group still brought Fang Ziye a meager 2 Knowledge Points, because Fang Ziye's participation degree in their group was still too shallow, too shallow.

(Chapter End)