Chapter 96

Because of the addition of shadowing assessment personnel under the doctoral application assessment system, in order to comprehensively evaluate their abilities and strength, even Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing, a third-year doctoral student, had to yield opportunities to them.

The shadowing assessment period lasted only three days; the three students undergoing shadowing assessment within the group were respectively carried along by Xie Jinyuan, Yuan Weihong, and Qin Geluo, following them throughout the assessment to observe their operational skills and capabilities.

And personally scoring them.

Therefore, during these three days, Fang Ziye fundamentally did not expect to have any operational opportunities in the clinic.

Moreover, during the shadowing assessment period, because the supervising teachers might at any time take the shadowing assessment personnel to the training room to observe their operational skills, the training room for these few days also had to be yielded.

Under these circumstances, the only things Fang Ziye, Jie Han, and the small trio of Lan Tianluo could do were conduct experiments, write papers, and write bioinformatics analyses.

Fang Ziye could only continue pushing forward with experiments; however, the basic cell experiments Fang Ziye was currently doing were a portion of the basic cell experiments Yuan Weihong would need to do if he secured a General Program Fund.

Doing them in advance to get them done; anyway, there was still a tiny bit of money left in Yuan Weihong's previous Youth Fund, and after completing the final quantitative analysis of lactate, the remaining money could not be touched in the slightest, otherwise the animal experiment portion of the project on the link between HK2 and giant cell tumor of bone that Yuan Weihong applied for would be unable to reach project completion.

The surplus money was also to be squeezed dry by Fang Ziye; wanting to further perfect the link between miRNA or lncRNA and miRNA could only wait for more money to come down.

Jie Han's two most important tasks were the university-level project proposal and paper writing, plus revising the bioinformatics analysis paper Lan Tianluo sent him.

Lan Tianluo also seemed lately not quite human, not properly thinking about reviewing to prepare for the upcoming national unified master's entrance exam written test, and instead produced another set of bioinformatics analysis data, leaving Jie Han unable to finish writing.

After seeing the corresponding data, Fang Ziye called Lan Tianluo: "Tian Luo ah, your written exam time is only ten-odd days away, you?"

"You can't put the cart before the horse."

In fact, Lan Tianluo is a free person; how he chooses is his own responsibility, but Fang Ziye has feelings for this sensible little junior brother who has followed him since entering the department, so he gave a pointer.

December 11th is the shadowing assessment time for the doctoral application assessment system, but December 25th or 26th is the national unified master's entrance exam written test time; one still cannot be careless.

Lan Tianluo sent over his self-test paper.

Political score not calculated, total score came to 310!

English 75, Western Medicine Comprehensive 235.

What does this score represent? If we don't differentiate subject-specific cutoffs, 310 points can enter the interview stage of the master's re-examination for the vast majority of 211 universities and even some 985 universities, absurdly high.

Naturally, compared to those beasts who can score four hundred on the postgraduate entrance exam, it's not comparable.

But as long as his politics passes, it goes up to three hundred seventy and above; with such good grades, wanting to enter Zhongnan Hospital, the vast majority of research groups would be quite welcoming.

Fang Ziye's own master's written exam score when he entered Zhongnan Hospital was 365.

This score isn't considered high, but it absolutely wouldn't be considered low either.

Fang Ziye finished reading: "......"

"Senior Brother Fang, thanks for your reminder, but given Senior Brother's words and deeds, this junior brother is still very steady; if there's no accident, it should be a sure thing. I remember the lowest score for this batch entering our hospital's Orthopedics Department master's program was 332." Lan Tianluo analyzed carefully.

"Alright, as long as you have a plan and arrangement in mind, I just feel that writing papers can be pushed back; we still need to secure the written exam first." Fang Ziye replied once more, then didn't waste more words.

Still that saying: another representative of being willful with money is being willful with scores.

Generally speaking, no matter how awesome the university, when you take the postgraduate entrance exam, as long as your preliminary exam score is high enough, except for those rare one or two institutions that might screen you out, other universities still don't have the guts to be that picky.

However, after replying to Lan Tianluo, Fang Ziye sent a proposal to Yuan Weihong.

And marked it saying: "Master, I took a look; this year Han City still has a city-level project fund that can be applied for. It seems you didn't mention this matter. Although the money isn't much, I feel we can strive for it; being able to secure around one hundred thousand in project funds is also a good thing."

"What do you think?"

Yuan Weihong, ever since graduating with his doctorate, never thought to compete for city-level project funds, never thought to bid; the level was too low, of no use to him.

Because Yuan Weihong now only benefits from sufficient General Projects and higher-level project funds than General Projects, so Yuan Weihong didn't think about this aspect, but Fang Ziye thought of it, so he prepared all the preliminary work.

Equivalent to Yuan Weihong just needing to take the proposal and try bidding, not wasting time or anything.

And, between city-level projects and provincial-level projects, getting or not getting them doesn't conflict; having a city-level project won't prevent you from getting a provincial-level project, and having a provincial-level project pressing down on you won't prevent you from getting a General Project.

Yuan Weihong is currently in the operating room teaching while mining, naturally impossible to reply to Fang Ziye.

And Fang Ziye, he tidied up the tabletop early and hurried to the laboratory.

Still that saying: my special fund doesn't have enough money, then I'll freeload; off Senior Brothers', off Luo Tingzhu's, if they can help, seeing a result is a knowledge point, why not?

Actually, at Associate Professor Hong Zili's side, there are very many project funds, and many academic master's students and doctoral students.

But still that saying: Teacher Deng and Associate Professor Hong Zili's relationship is between the two of them; the students' relationships are the students' relationships. If others don't acknowledge you, you can't be too thick-skinned to freeload off them.

For three consecutive days, Fang Ziye freeloaded a total of nine experimental results.

Knowledge points surged to one hundred twenty-three points; if nothing unexpected happens, 123 knowledge points, plus adding points to the hemostasis technique in the doctoral stage's clearance requirements, is very secure.

In the laboratory, lights blazing, Luo Tingzhu, after completing lactate detection results for three osteosarcoma cell lines with LDH knocked out, got a little excited, turned her head and asked: "Senior Brother Fang, does this count as me being like you, project not arrived, partial results out first?"

"No, I didn't do that." Fang Ziye sniffed seriously, then looked a few more times into the stained culture dish, saw no more knowledge points burst forth, turned his head to look at Luo Tingzhu.

Meaning: let's not chat about such a sensitive topic, little girl.

Luo Tingzhu then hurriedly nodded, corrected herself: "This kind of preliminary experiment?"

"That's about right." Fang Ziye also nodded.

That's more like it; although different terms, expressing the same meaning, one complies with rules, one doesn't; still need to speak cautiously.

Truthfully, those who know what Fang Ziye is currently doing are only Jie Han, Yuan Weihong, and Luo Tingzhu who follows Fang Ziye doing experiments; the other Senior Brothers only know Fang Ziye's experimental progress is flying fast, but specifically what Fang Ziye is doing, how would they know?

It's not like they're guarding the whole process, and even if they were guarding, they haven't seen Yuan Weihong's proposal, so they don't know to what level Yuan Weihong wrote the proposal for it to count as successful project completion.

"Senior Brother, thanks for helping me revise the proposal; my university-level project got funded. Should be fifty thousand yuan." Luo Tingzhu, seeing no one around, began sharing the good news with Fang Ziye.

Luo Tingzhu is a doctoral student; doctoral students applying for university-level projects can get several times more than the twenty thousand yuan master's students can get.

Fang Ziye at this moment, while taking off blue gloves, smiled knowingly: "Congratulations, finally the clouds part to reveal the sun."

To speak of it, Luo Tingzhu really hasn't had it easy; just entered the research group, had nothing, cell lines were all swapped by her own efforts, reagents freeloaded; now finally has her own project book and money, can do experiments with peace of mind, buy equipment and reagents.

No need to freeload anymore; and earlier, the preliminary research startup funds Teacher Deng allocated to Luo Tingzhu were only a pitiful six thousand plus yuan.

Luo Tingzhu's upper and lower eyelid fissures aren't very large, but pupils are very round and large, like two ink-colored pearls inlaid in the eye sockets; eyebrows not very thick, naturally forming a rather pretty arc, but she occasionally uses eyebrow pencil to draw a few small strokes, not extending past the brow ridge; even without drawing, actually still quite pretty.

After entering the laboratory, she wears a light blue disposable surgical mask; besides eyes and eyebrows exposed, only two strands of bangs remain, floating freely on left and right sides; hair is tied up, then covered by a blue disposable cap; truly no space to display gentleness.

Luo Tingzhu's voice, still soft and glutinous yet generous, tone delicate yet not affected: "Senior Brother, can only count as having preliminary startup funds, can do a little bit of experiment; if wanting to publish a Zone 1 basic article-type paper, still need to continue working hard to earn some money."

Luo Tingzhu's hands are very slender; at this moment she clenches a fist in a cheer gesture, the standard size 7.5 blue gloves prepared in the laboratory make Luo Tingzhu's hands seem like they're wearing a pair of large socks, each finger unable to reach the tip.

"You can grab a few more pairs of size 6 gloves from the operating room; anyway no one will say anything. The operating room is rich and lavish." Fang Ziye looked at Luo Tingzhu's cunning look, teaching her how to swipe supplies.

"No, the circulating teachers in the OR have already reminded me, so let's not go overboard — at most five extra pairs a month, any more wouldn't be appropriate."

"The first piece of equipment I'm buying is size 6 gloves." Luo Tingzhu also found the gloves awkward to wear, but there was no way around it.

In Trauma Surgery, there were no female doctoral senior sisters; the other senior sisters were all in other subspecialties in other labs, not even in the same experimental building.

For high-frequency consumables like gloves, if you don't order directly from the company, buying just two or three — no one will pay attention to you, and they won't sell to you; so until now we've only been able to make do.

"Mm, you can buy a few more."

"When will the funds for your grant arrive?" Fang Ziye asked, turning back as he took off his gloves, preparing to leave the lab.

Luo Tingzhu, meanwhile, needed to continue processing data; the lactate standard curve had already been generated, and afterward she only needed to compare absorbance values against the standard curve to obtain the sample readings.

This small operation didn't require Fang Ziye to participate further; he only needed a rough look — no need for such detail to gain knowledge points.

"I don't know either; as long as it arrives it's fine, no rush, right?"

"Any news on Jie Han's bid?" Luo Tingzhu asked with concern.

"Don't know; if you have connections, help me ask around?" Fang Ziye truly didn't know — Yuan Weihong might have asked, but Fang Ziye currently lacked that kind of network.

Luo Tingzhu thought for a moment, then said: "That won't work; my proposal happened to be reviewed by a teacher who gave me a quiet heads-up, otherwise I'd have no way of knowing."

In principle, the review of school-level project proposals should be double-blind — applicants don't know reviewers' identities, and reviewers shouldn't leak information to applicants.

But this kind of thing still depends on connections; Fang Ziye just hadn't expected Luo Tingzhu to actually have some.

……

After Fang Ziye walked out of the lab, he ran into Senior Brother Yan Zhiming.

Before Fang Ziye could call out to Yan Zhiming, Yan Zhiming shouted first: "Hey, Ziye, hurry over — the shadowing assessment is over, looks like they're finalizing the last spots!"

"Although the notice comes out late, the ranking usually comes out at the first time."

"Master told me if I see you, to have you go straight to the department." Yan Zhiming came over very enthusiastically, patted Fang Ziye's shoulder, and congratulated him.

This process, Fang Ziye was clear on.

Actually, who gets admitted and who doesn't can be determined on the spot; it's just that usually teachers won't contact you in advance, so you can only wait slowly for the public announcement.

But for insiders — like Fang Ziye, a master's student from the same hospital — proximity brings advantage; on day one you can already see which of your classmates made it.

"Thanks, Brother Yan; I'll head back to the department then." Fang Ziye rubbed his hands.

"Mm, good."

Yan Zhiming nodded first, then followed along as Fang Ziye took off his lab white coat, washed his hands, and threw his gloves and cap into the medical trash can before heading out.

"Junior Fang, next time I write a proposal, you take a look at it too." Yan Zhiming said this in a low voice.

Fang Ziye froze for a moment, then nodded: "Sure, Senior Brother."

"Hard work!" Yan Zhiming gave a slight fist salute.

How to put it — in the hospital, another manifestation of research status is whether you can get money. With money you're "Dad"; without money you're nothing.

Whether it's a school-level project, a city-level project, or a provincial-level project — as long as you can get funding, it's a symbol of strength.

If you can land a general project or even a major project above that like 863/975, that's the "Dad" among "Dads" — whoever sees you has to make way.

Being able to get money, to win projects — the importance goes without saying.

Probably Yan Zhiming's school-level bid this time slipped to who-knows-where, and since he knew Luo Tingzhu had already secured a project, he thought to ask Fang Ziye for help too.

Fang Ziye didn't stand on ceremony, smiled, and walked into the elevator; Yan Zhiming didn't bother him further.

Just as Fang Ziye arrived at the department, an on-duty fellow trainee told him to hurry to the demonstration classroom — after the shadowing assessment there would be a collective dismissal meeting, and Professor Du Xinzhan would represent the Orthopedics doctoral re-examination team to announce some things.

When Fang Ziye arrived, the room was already eighty to ninety percent full; only a few people were still rushing over from the rest area.

At this moment, Fang Ziye noticed there were forty-eight candidates in the demonstration classroom.

Seeing this, Fang Ziye's heart tightened — it looked like the other two Big Brothers taking the Onion Research Plan had both succeeded and been admitted by exception.

Once the attendees had basically settled, Professor Du Xinzhan and Associate Professor Tang Sai walked in.

Tang Sai then announced: "After four days of interviews, shadowing assessments, and practical exams, this year's PhD Application Assessment System plan comes to an end here; we will meticulously tally each candidate's scores one by one, then report them to the hospital for public announcement."

"The announcement period is half a month; during the announcement period, if anyone is dissatisfied with their scores, they can apply for a re-check; the hospital will strictly calculate comprehensive scores according to the proportions: practical assessment forty percent, shadowing assessment thirty percent, and research achievement scoring thirty percent, selecting the best for admission."

"This is the ordinary Application Assessment System plan."

"Additionally, among this cohort of students, three candidates have passed our hospital's Special Plan; below, we will display these Special Plan candidates' scores in front of all candidates."

"First are students Xue Ruiqi and Zhou Vassal, who passed the Onion Research Plan; below are the two students' research publication records during their master's period, corresponding article types, and impact factors, as retrieved through our school's library literature search."

After Associate Professor Tang Sai finished speaking, someone began displaying on the big screen the two's publication records, subsequent impact factor tables and charts, and the summarized total impact factor scores.

All were original article types, and the comprehensive impact factor reached 30+ — everyone looked at each other in stunned silence.

But this kind of retrieval can't be faked; if they wished, they could also retrieve the results based on names and corresponding units.

This is truly impressive — many PhDs, no, most medical PhDs, don't have this kind of thickness of accumulation by the time they graduate!

Tang Sai spoke to this point, then yielded the floor.

Professor Du Xinzhan, also Orthopedics' Chief Director, then said leisurely: "This cohort, among our candidates, there is still one person who passed the Specialty Operation Special Plan; below is the video recording of his specialty operation assessment process — some students at the scene should have seen it."

"For fairness, we will send these video recordings to the College, and after the assessment ends, display them to all students together, to explain why we passed student Fang Ziye through the Specialty Operation Special Plan!"

After Professor Du Xinzhan finished, the video showed Fang Ziye — who didn't even know there was a video recording — and as the video played, an uproar began in the crowd…

(Chapter End)