Doctor Peerless

Chapter 331 The blood is boiling
After staying up half the night last night, Ouyang still woke up early. People like him have a busy schedule, are in a hurry, suffer from unexpected problems, and have countless temporary lectures. They are not for making money, but just to shine in the industry.

I got on the high-speed rail with my assistant, the business seat, and got ready to rest as soon as I got on the train.

The assistant saw it strangely, and said with a smile: "Ms. Ou didn't rest well last night? Grandson made trouble again?"

Ouyang is the full name, and Ou is the single surname, not the double surname Ouyang.

Ouyang was in high spirits: "Look at the paper in my mailbox. I read it for a long time last night and tidied it up. It's quite interesting. But my wife scolded me last night, grandson? Grandson is okay, but my grandson is fine." Pretty and quiet."

The assistant chuckled, and stopped disturbing. He was also curious about what the thesis that Ouyang could praise looked like.

Both of them can log in to the work mailbox, and the assistant is not a mediocre person. He used to be a kidney specialist in a top hospital. Later, he suffered from some illnesses and couldn't hold the scalpel steadily. He simply changed his career and became a teacher. By mistake, Teacher Ouyang took a fancy to him and supported him by his side.

Open the mailbox with a computer, and the thesis will be in the first column.

The level of the Lancet was obvious, and the assistant thought, no wonder Mr. Ou was so excited that he didn't sleep all night.

But when he clicked on it and read it, his mood inevitably became weird...

right?
What's so interesting about this, maybe it's a backdoor paper.

But Ouyang will not be aimless, he still reads according to his temperament, the more he reads, the more interesting he finds it, um, it’s not academically interesting, but really interesting, after finishing most of the page like telling a story, the last part of the second half is the dry stuff .

And dry goods also have something to say.

Field emergency, kidney removal...

Huh.

Good guy.

To achieve such a simple, rapid, and efficient completion of the kidney removal operation is perfect as far as the situation described in the paper is concerned.

Of course, this thing can also be faked. After all, no one knows the real situation except the person involved, but the point is... a few hours away, the assistant, just like Ouyang last night, conducted a review of the normal operation. The description can be said to be impeccable, and the natural way of a knowledgeable person cannot be compiled. Even if it is really fabricated, it will take a lot of brain power.

Finally, the assistant laughed when he saw the push logo of MSF.

It can't be faked. MSF doesn't need to fabricate these things. They don't pay much attention to profit. Just like Buddhist ascetics, they only care about saving sentient beings.

The general meaning of this article is to tell an interesting story about two Doctors Without Borders, and to bring out a simple kidney removal operation as a topic of discussion.

Come to the station.

Ouyang woke up, and the assistant finished watching.

Ouyang went to the bathroom to wash his face, and when he came back and saw the assistant's expression, he knew he had finished reading it too.

"how do you feel?"

"Zhou, Zou, could there be a mistake? I remember that there was a doctor Zou in Suzhou and Hangzhou who came back from overseas. Maybe it has something to do with it."

Well, the assistant also discovered the most interesting point of this matter.

The upright CHN can publish a promotional draft in The Lancet, which is not only a manifestation of technology, but also a manifestation of status and aura.

If there is such a great master in China, the rate of submission of papers by domestic scholars in the Lancet may change in the future. You must know that the annual publication rate of the Lancet in China is less than 25%. The domestic vision is narrow. On the other hand, there are only four reviewers, and the base number of reviewers also represents the weight and status of a region.

Maybe, can we have one more reviewer?

Ouyang shook his head: "Xiao Zou, I remember, it was indeed Yinglun who came back, but don't forget, the MSF before signing, Doctors Without Borders, Xiao Zou has been in Suzhou and Hangzhou, how can he join MSF? A certain expert went to Africa on a whim, joined MSF by chance, and it happened to be published because of such an event and opportunity.”

"After all, this is also the Lancet's promotion of MSF. That organization is too short of people."

"Understood." After listening to the assistant, he felt that Mr. Ou's analysis was the most appropriate, but overall he was happy: "Maybe we can meet again in the future?"

"It's definitely possible. I thought about it in the morning, chased an email, and asked for the author's contact information. They will definitely give it to me."

"Hey, when the time comes, you can take me with you."

"Okay, it's a word."

The two got out of the car, but they arrived in the Central Plains Province south of the Yellow River, which is also known as the Ancestral Home of Africa. Otherwise, how could they explain why so many Africans would say: "Old cousin, old cousin..."

Yuan University School of Medicine, originally Zhongyuan University of Medical Sciences, was later merged into Zhongyuan University. Its strength is not top-notch among many medical schools, but it is also the backbone of the industry. In other words, it has nine direct and indirect affiliated hospitals under its jurisdiction. Doctoral supervisors are all at the top of the pyramid in various subjects.

The Central Plains is a province with a large population and many sources of disease, which has created the development of the industry.

Today's schedule is a summary lecture at the end of the semester, and the special guest of the School of Medicine is Professor Ouyang.

It's also a coincidence.

After joining the club and exchanging pleasantries with the leaders, and making his finale appearance, Ouyang brought up what happened last night...

"Last night, when I was reviewing a manuscript for The Lancet, I came across an interesting incident and stayed up half the night, but was scolded by my wife, saying that I would stay up all night pretending to be young when I was getting old and ignorant."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The audience roared with laughter, thinking that the old professor was so interesting.

Then, when talking about the thesis story, the audience was silent, and almost everyone was involved, including those present leaders.

After all, this thing is really interesting.

The paper itself is interesting.

It's also interesting for Ouyang to encounter this.

Mr. Ou is a big name in the industry. It is a headache for others to publish The Lancet. He is directly responsible for reviewing manuscripts. Just thinking about it makes me feel goosebumps all over my body.

And thousands of students are even more excited.

While looking forward to hoping that after a few years, he will also have the qualifications of Mr. Ou, and he is also attracted by the story.

The operation is difficult, the situation is critical, and there are two Doctors Without Borders.

When Ouyang's words reached the last sentence, the lecture scene was completely brought to the peak of boiling point——

"I originally thought it was simple and interesting. After all, it's a publicity draft. It's not too much dry stuff. It's pretty good as a story, but it took half the time."

"Everyone at MSF knows that the British branch of Doctors Without Borders is the core, and it is with the Lancet headquarters. They want to do publicity. Of course the Lancet will do it, right?"

"But……"

"Do you know who the surgeon is?"

The buzzing discussion in the audience was impatient.

Ouyang stopped whetting his appetite, took the notebook on the table, projected it on the big screen, and quickly typed out a name.

MSF. Delia & Michelsen. UK
The audience looked, ah, the British, Delia & Michelson.

Then, Ouyang continued: "No, no, this should be the main author of the paper, and there is also a joint first signature with her..."

wow.

On the big screen, a row of English letters quickly appeared——

MSF.Zhou.CHN
Boom!

The audience exploded! !

"CHN?"

"Countryman."

"Is it our own?!"

"Oh my God!!"

Not only the students, but also the leaders here did not expect that their compatriots would have such honorable treatment, the Lancet promotional manuscript, and they are tied for the first signature. Happy event, worthy of praise.

at last.

The conference is over.

A group of leaders accompanied Ouyang and Ouyang to dinner, and the topic on the road could not be separated from that Zhou.

at the same time.

The student crowd, everyone slowly exited...

"Fuck, it's so cool. It's the first time I found the lecture so interesting, much better than our dean's lecture."

"Nonsense, who is Professor Ouyang? No. 1 kidney surgery in China, okay!"

"Do you know that when that MSF.Zhou.CHN came out just now, my whole body went numb."

"Are you numb? I almost got wet, okay! So excited!"

Just at this time, a certain leader suddenly stopped: "I have decided, after graduating with a master's degree, I will go to Africa to aid and join Doctors Without Borders!"

The audience was shocked, and even more excited.

"Like that Dr. Zhou, I will be a role model for everyone!"

this day.

There are bound to be many people who have planted a seed in their hearts.

Some may wither after sprouting, and some may grow into towering trees.

……

As for the originator.

Ah, no, the instigator is Professor Ouyang.

But the author of the paper, MSF.Zhou.CHN...

A few hours ago, he was cooking breakfast for his wife and daughter in a comfortable, comfortable and warm mansion.

"Ah Choo, Ah Choo, Ah Choo..."

A beautiful woman came from behind: "Have a cold?"

"Well, no, there seems to be too much white pepper in the soup, I'll take some out, you go and wash Jiela's face, don't you~!"

The two kissed and happily started a new day of life.

(End of this chapter)