Chapter 89

「Master, what you said—is it true? Or are you just testing me? 」After ordering, at the four-person table by the window, Fang Ziye sat opposite Yuan Weihong, while Jie Han sat honestly beside Fang Ziye, sitting upright with his ears perked up.

But Jie Han's gaze was far from honest, constantly glancing at his teacher Yuan Weihong's expression and his senior brother's profile, to gauge whether he should say something.

Jie Han also did not doubt Fang Ziye's sudden question, mainly because Yuan Weihong's suggestion just now was too outrageous.

Yuan Weihong asked Fang Ziye to, after a period of time, that is, before the doctoral application assessment interview and shadowing assessment on December 10th, put on a show of showing off in front of the other 'contestants'.

(Note: Generally speaking, except for some top universities, the doctoral application assessment interview time is around February and March of the following year. This book advances it slightly for the sake of plot flow, and does not mean to deliberately elevate the status of Wuhan University, so please don't nitpick on this.)

Yes, using exactly the term 'showing off', not expressing a similar meaning through other words.

「That's naturally true. Otherwise why would I bring this up with you, just for fun? 」Yuan Weihong touched his forehead, then found that after his four fingers were pressed together, the upper edge of his index finger aligned with his hairline, but still could not reach the upper edge of his brow bone.

This made his expression change slightly, but for the time being it was not convenient to go look in a mirror at his hairline.

So he simply took off his right hand and tapped the tabletop: 「Our medical school's clinical college generally has two relatively special special plans. One is the technical route, also called the High-Precision Technology Special Project; the other is the research route, also called the Onion Research Plan. 」

「The High-Precision Technology Special Project means that if a master's graduate student coming for the doctoral application assessment system interview can meet the clearance requirement of our hospital's master's stage Training Room, regardless of subspecialty, as long as they pass, they are directly admitted on the spot. 」

「For example, you will take this plan when the time comes. The difficulty is very high. In the last two years, our Orthopedics Department has only admitted one person. Now in the Sports Medicine Department, the development prospects are very good. 」

「This is the standard for the technical route. And the standard for the research route is that a candidate, during the doctoral interview, all argumentative nature articles, limited to clinical and basic research SCI combined together, exceed twenty-five points, and are directly admitted on the spot. 」

「The gold content of these two is basically equivalent. 」

Fang Ziye clicked his tongue slightly upon hearing this, while Jie Han beside him had a slightly stiff expression.

Yuan Weihong seemed to have noticed Jie Han's expression, and then added: 「The second one is basically a decoration. Such excellent research reserve talents, no one is willing to let them go, so there is another Onion Research Plan standard: regardless of the nature of all papers, as long as the comprehensive impact factor reaches 90, they are admitted on the spot. 」

For argumentative nature articles, wanting all impact factors to reach above twenty-five, even as a total, the difficulty is too high.

Just like the basic article Fang Ziye published earlier, it was almost all the output of Yuan Weihong's efforts over two and a half years as a total inpatient and attending physician, though due to limited time, the basic research projects were not particularly many.

But in this way, the impact factor was only eight points.

Within three years of master's studies, basically except for academic master's students, no one can reach such a standard. And such a high-yield academic master's student, which school and research group is willing to let them go.

Fang Ziye heard this, his gaze slightly sharpened, and asked: 「Master, according to what you said, generally excellent professional reserve talents who can pass the master's stage Training Room skill requirements, no one is willing to let them go either, right? 」

Yuan Weihong leaned back and nodded: 「That's right! 」

「So I'm letting you go up. 」

Fang Ziye: 「... 」

At this time, Jie Han probably understood Yuan Weihong's meaning: 「Master, the department and hospital arranged it like this, isn't it to warn the newcomers? Just like, when we interviewed, Senior Brother Shaoqing he... 」

Jie Han did not continue, but Fang Ziye was slightly confused.

Because the link Jie Han was talking about now did not exist when Fang Ziye had his master's re-examination before.

「The immature can be taught. 」

「You can be considered to have understood clearly. The meaning of this link in the interview when you were in March this year. 」

「Of course, that was two years ago. We didn't find suitable current undergraduate students and current master's students from our department to perform on the spot, so we had to find someone from the doctoral candidates. 」

「But this year is different. 」Yuan Weihong smiled and looked at Fang Ziye.

This link, after master's expansion, has existed since the year before Jie Han took the postgraduate entrance exam. The year Fang Ziye took the postgraduate entrance exam did not have this link.

The main purpose is to warn the newcomers, let you know the immensity of heaven and earth, not be too arrogant, restrain a bit. The ceiling of doctoral students in Zhongnan Hospital is something you cannot touch. Don't have any arrogance.

Thinking you are something from Huaxi Medical School, or something from Fuda Affiliated Huashan Hospital Clinical College, or something from Kyoto University, just soaring to the sky. If you want to soar, you break this Training Room.

Han City University's master's and doctoral interviews will also have some undergraduates or master's students from better medical schools applying. After all, compared to the number of undergraduates, the annual master's admission quota is very limited, and the doctoral admission quota targeting current master's students is the same.

But rather than finding doctoral students to warn people of the same cohort face to face, it's better to let them watch their rivals with their own eyes, completely crushing them in all aspects, so that they can focus more and maintain their diligent nature, not becoming arrogant after studying.

And such a role, if it were played by his own student, Yuan Weihong as Teacher Fang Ziye would feel especially face-giving.

And this face-giving at this time would not have professors bearing grudges or jealousy, after all this is a united front against outsiders, just wanting to tell those who failed the interview that our hospital is very impressive, so as to see if we can attract some special talents to apply...

Fang Ziye nodded, but did not answer.

Yuan Weihong continued: 「The difference this year, Ziye, do you know what it is? It's because you can complete the 'mysterious' operations that other doctoral students cannot complete. 」

「Digital Artery Replantation, many knowledgeable medical students, during internship or master's studies, have definitely seen it, but at that time it was generally performed by Associate Professors or senior Attending Physicians. 」

「Suddenly, a peer appears before them through such a method? 」

Yuan Weihong now looks forward to such a scene.

Fang Ziye's suturing technique is something even general senior Attending Physicians, including senior Attending Physicians in Hand Surgery, might not reach. In Trauma Surgery or other subspecialties, needless to say. At least Yuan Weihong himself does not have this level, nor has he practiced in this direction.

Fang Ziye has also experienced similar warnings before. Tianjin Medical University is a very good medical university in Tianjin City, and there are also experts inside. Fang Ziye, when finishing his third year and starting internship in his fourth year, was also warned like this once.

But back then his situation was that of a mouse, while others wielded sticks.

Now he wants to become the stick, and his identity is also a fellow participant. Such impact is indeed not small.

Fang Ziye slightly touched his nose, secretly raising his eyebrows to size up Yuan Weihong's expression: 「Master, didn't you teach me to learn to be low-key? 」

Yuan Weihong calmly nodded: 「I'll teach you another principle. 」

「Before having strength, admitting defeat outwardly is being low-key. After having strength, admitting defeat inwardly is humility, but still admitting defeat outwardly is being a fool. 」

「Be low-key in being a person, high-key in doing things. The department arranged for you to do this, what do you have to hesitate about? Give it your all, just treat it as you being able to do what others cannot do, so you can take the special plan, while they can only stare blankly. 」

「Alright, this is the task arranged for you by the department. Whether you agree or not, you have to do it this way. 」

「The reason I'm telling you is because Director Du Xinzhan has already arranged what items you need to pass on the day of your re-examination assessment. 」

「Of course, on that day the vascular patency rate requirement for Digital Artery Replantation will be lowered. It won't reach the ninety-nine percent or above required of Hand Surgery specialists, but only ninety percent. 」

「You haven't had much exposure to the specialized skill of Vascular Anastomosis. You can't suture that well, and won't notice the detail-specific issues unique to Vascular Anastomosis. But roughly suturing a blood vessel, barely reaching the standard of many prefecture-level city hospitals for Hand Surgery doctors, is still not difficult. 」

「Boss, can we start serving the dishes? 」The two waiters carrying dishes over, one carried a plate, and the other waiter also asked symbolically.

Yuan Weihong's words stopped here, he spoke at once, full of urging meaning: 「Serve the dishes, serve the dishes, we're almost starving to death. 」

Yuan Weihong had said such words not just once. Fang Ziye remembered that when Yuan Weihong ate hot pot with him before, because the waiter served dishes slowly, Yuan Weihong had said, if you don't serve the dishes soon, fish will be raised in here.

This might be a small pleasure of the teacher, so Fang Ziye never interrupted at this time.

「Boss, your dishes are already stir-frying, coming right away... 」After the waiter served the first dish with both hands level, she apologetically retreated.

After the important matters were discussed, Yuan Weihong's mood improved and he started to 'tease' Jie Han, mainly asking Jie Han, what do you plan to do about your girlfriend?

I never worried about or inquired into my senior brother's relationship problems from the moment he arrived; Jie Han buried his head and wolfed down his rice...

After the meal, Yuan Weihong wiped his mouth happily and rode off on his electric scooter.

Jie Han, however, was starting to suspect life: "Senior Brother, am I really considered rather ugly in appearance?"

"No, you didn't see that Master was just joking today, right?"

"It's true you're not good-looking, but a man relies on his ability to make a living, and you're a capable person." Fang Ziye patted Jie Han's shoulder to comfort him.

"That still means I'm ugly." Jie Han furrowed his forehead.

"A man needs money, and then his whole body is handsome."

"You can write articles and conduct research projects; I estimate that after the hospital reports your record of published papers at the end of this year, the rewards you'll receive won't be few!" Fang Ziye continued to comfort him.

"Look, giving your girlfriend money to spend—no problem? Breaking up because of a bad relationship—also no problem?"

"You can follow these two modes and date many low-hour girlfriends."

Fang Ziye's mood was also a little good; the skills he'd learned in the operating room had never been able to bloom, and now he released just a little bit, and only dared to do so on Jie Han.

This was a bit convoluted, and Jie Han reacted for half a minute.

He pointed at Fang Ziye: "Senior Brother, you're so familiar with this whole Daobao Sword set?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye hurriedly admitted his mistake and directly covered Jie Han's mouth.

Damn it, this is Han Street, and the people coming and going are all young people; with Jie Han's shout, at least six people around turned to look, sizing up Fang Ziye from top to bottom, with smiles at the corners of their eyes and brows, as if they'd found a kindred spirit.

After walking side by side in silence for about 180 meters, Fang Ziye continued: "Jie Han, have you submitted your project proposal? When will there be results?"

December is the peak period for school-level project applications; although there was no notice in the large group Fang Ziye was in, a group of first-year master's students in the department were all discussing this matter, but in the end, only two people dared to apply.

To apply for a project, you first have to guarantee you can complete it, have that capability, and also have preliminary research, and the teacher has to be willing.

Basically, except for young supervisors, the students of other big professors at this time are like wild ones.

The big professors can't even feed their own doctoral students full, so where would they have time for the preliminary research of master's students' projects?

"Already submitted; anyway, whether it succeeds or not, it's just up to fate, and we can't control it. Master said this money isn't much, and he won't use connections to inquire about it."

"But I estimate that, relying on Senior Brother Fang's ability, the proposal and preliminary research you write will definitely bring back money." Jie Han rubbed his stomach, as if he'd found confidence at this moment.

"Are you flattering yourself that your number of articles is enough? Among this batch of first-year graduate students, all the professionals added together probably can't match you, right?" Fang Ziye directly lifted Jie Han into a sedan chair.

Jie Han has only been enrolled in his master's for four months now; counting the articles on letter, he's already published more than five. Who among ordinary people would dare to compete with him?

"No, Senior Brother, I really think your preliminary research is sufficient. I'm only missing a paragraph like this at the end of the project."

"Hurry tm and give me money, I'm just missing that bit." Jie Han said while squeezing his little finger.

"If you give me money, I can publish articles."

Fang Ziye turned his head and scolded: "If you write like that, it's purely asking for a beating; although all the words mean that, you just can't write it directly like that."

"All project proposals, whether it's the cited literature or the preliminary research, or even the resume of the project host, all express only one meaning."

"Give money, give money in place, and this project and this research direction of mine will be completed immediately; I have all my preparations ready, I'm just missing money."

"Therefore, generally speaking, the higher the platform, the larger the entrusted laboratory and university, the easier it is to win the bid; that's the reason."

Although Jie Han's research wasn't bad, after all he had no experience writing and preparing project proposals; Fang Ziye's preparations were now very ample and rich, so he encouraged Jie Han with a few words.

Jie Han then acted a bit mischievous: "Senior Brother, the doctoral research plan you submitted to the hospital is practically a walking project proposal, right?"

The doctoral application assessment system; among the most important materials, besides academic degree certificates, is the research plan during doctoral studies; this is material that needs to be written into a document, printed, and submitted.

Mainly to look at your foundation in basic research, and what you plan to do during your doctorate, and what you can do.

Naturally, your ability will be reflected in this proposal.

Those who did basic experiments during their master's can write about basic research and preliminary experiments; those who haven't done basic experiments but have written articles related to basic experiments can bluff and write, using enough article reading quantity to piece together the writing.

Those without much substance, who haven't even touched writing basic articles, can only write nonsense; they might not even be able to sort out the basic logic.

This isn't meant to scare anyone.

Because there's one thing that can't be said to outsiders: Fang Ziye, because he performed outstandingly during his master's, tm also applied for the doctoral admission assessment materials for master's students under the application assessment system; these were organized by Fang Ziye helping Yuan Weihong.

Among them, what Yuan Weihong had to organize and summarize was the research plan section of different application assessment personnel; so in the past few days, Yuan Weihong didn't spare pointing at these research plans, speculating one by one for Fang Ziye about the true strength of those 'absolute exam-taking' personnel.

There was the most outrageous person, front and back not matching, who knows where they copied from, they even forgot to delete the words lung adenocarcinoma in a sloppy way; you tell me, such a research plan during doctoral studies, who could read it without shaking their head...

Naturally, such people are relatively few, and whether such application brothers will finally come to attend the re-examination is unknown.

"It's not that exaggerated." Fang Ziye smiled, not fully refuting.

"At least they don't dare to walk around showing it to others."

Fang Ziye added a sentence, truly having no way; in the skill of writing articles, he couldn't suppress his junior brother Jie Han, and in data analysis, Lan Tianluo was probably the grandmaster grandpa.

Fang Ziye could only sit the lid tight in basic experiments, project applications, and clinical professional operations, to barely maintain the identity of senior brother.

Although Fang Ziye had previously told Jie Han that lying down was also comfortable, Fang Ziye's bones were not those of someone who liked lying down.

He preferred to take the initiative himself.

Of course, occasionally being passive once in a while, such as being fed articles or using himself to feed someone a second mouthful, Fang Ziye was more than happy to do so.

Jie Han didn't refute anymore, and his mood was much more comfortable.

Sometimes, being able to strive to be excellent and fearless in front of one's senior brother is also a kind of happiness; compared to being far ahead among peers and not daring to speak recklessly for fear of striking others' Dao hearts, it's much more free and easy.

(Chapter End)