Doctor Peerless

Chapter 358 Paper Publishing
"This is a lifetime?"

When the old man heard it, his tone rose...

Not to mention foreign magazines, even if it is a domestic magazine, it would be a great thing for the eldest grandson to be able to publish.

"It must be. It was written in this letter. The manuscript was approved for publication. This magazine was sent as a souvenir by People Magazine. In addition, a bonus was sent to another author."

"Bonuses don't matter, the main thing is..."

Zhou Congshu gasped, he was so excited.

After searching for a long time, he finally figured out what a lancet is.

"Dad, the main reason is that this journal has a lot of background. I just searched and found that the top academic journal in the international medical industry has a high gold content. Professors in various colleges may not be able to publish it. However, if it is published, there will be a celebration banquet and a lot of money." The kind that honors."

"It's just like your era, whoever's article information can be published in the newspaper, it is the glory of the ancestors, or our ancestors commended a concept in the internal reference..."

Zhou Shouming is old and his mind is not yet confused.

"I understand, don't give me nonsense examples, isn't it just publishing a paper."

"But how did he do it all his life? I haven't seen him write any papers, and he just graduated from university. Where did he get the theoretical knowledge?"

"What is written in this paper?"

Zhou Congshu could only shake his head: "The wording is too professional, and I don't understand it, but the title is familiar, Discussion on Kidney Removal in Field Emergency Surgery."

The words fall.

Both fathers froze at the same time.

Just now Zhou Congshu didn't think about it carefully, but now that he said the title like this, he was a little scared.

The publication of a thesis must be a real chapter. If you have not had a kidney removal operation, how can you write this paper?
But it is not realistic for Zhou Sheng to have a kidney removal operation.

Interns, non-practicing, isn't this nonsense?

If you really want to trace the reason--

The two fathers looked at each other: "Didn't this kid have his kidney removed in Africa?"

Then, there was silence again.

After a long time.

"Dad, why don't you call Sheng Sheng up and ask?"

Zhou Shouming thought for a while, but still shook his head: "Forget it, let him rest. I asked him when I came back last night, so he had the operation, and the child is tired. And I believe that in his life, he is not a fool."

It is a good thing to put your eyes on the magazine and reduce it to publication.

……

Kyoto.

Ouyang Institute.

The same express delivery was delivered to the concierge, and the guard quickly sent it to the small building of the research institute.

The assistant entered the door happily after seeing the sender, and said to Ouyang at the desk, "Professor, the new issue of The Lancet has arrived."

"Oh, it's pretty quick, take it apart and have a look." Ouyang turned around while shifting, with a slightly excited look on his face.

to be frank.

For Ouyang, there is no mood swing after the publication of his thesis.

On the contrary, this time, he is quite looking forward to it. This is the first time he has reviewed a promotional manuscript, and the joint first author is still his own person, which is the first time in the domestic academic circle.

The assistant unpacked and took out the magazine, besides a folded letter and a check.

No matter reviewing or writing a manuscript, there is a refill fee. As for the letter, it is nothing more than a few words of thanks, and the money report is nothing to those who can publish a paper in the Lancet. Knowledge is power and money.

Every project costs tens of millions of dollars.

After picking up the magazine, Ouyang immediately flipped through it. After flipping through a few pages of the table of contents, the first page of the article was a promotional draft from the British branch of MSF.

Under the title, the CHN author's signature is simply shining.

"Okay!" Ouyang slapped his thigh fiercely, as happy as a child. "Look at the letter again to see if there is any contact information for the author?"

The assistant glanced at it and said with a smile: "The contact information you asked by email, how could they give you a written reply? There is no such thing."

"Oh, that's right, then wait." Ouyang reads the email reply almost every day. His curiosity about Dr. Zhou has been his top priority recently.

"I'm happy today. Let the cafeteria cook two more side dishes and serve the bacon brought back from Shonan last time. Let's drink some too."

The assistant could also empathize with Ouyang's psychology, and nodded with a smile: "Then you have to go back late tonight. If your sister-in-law smells of wine, you will be in trouble."

"You talk too much."

……

at the same time.

Medical schools, research institutes, medical units, and magazines of major universities have been delivered by express delivery.

The Lancet weighting means this is must-read within the industry.

Therefore, you can think about it, when countless people turn over the catalog page and see that the joint first author is signed by their own person on the promotional draft that they haven't seen for a long time, their expressions will naturally be colorful.

As for Zhongyuan Medical College, which was 'spoiled' by Ouyang long ago, there were students waiting at the entrance of the library, just to read the original text for the first order.

As for the original author——

Just woke up.

At 10:30 in the morning, Lao He's call came in.

Zhou Sheng got connected, slowly got up from the bed and said, "Old He?"

"Well, did you go to work overtime last night? Aren't you off duty?"

"I was going to send Su Quan there, but I encountered an emergency. Others couldn't do it, so I had no choice but to help. It was past four o'clock when I got back, and I didn't dare to call you for fear of waking you up."

Xiao Zhou's children's shoes must show off in his words, and Lao He knew it as soon as he heard it: "Look how proud you are, I will fly to the United States later, and tell you, it must be a state of broken love after more than ten hours."

"See if you need me to bring something back?"

"It's nothing, everything abroad is available in China, as long as you come back early."

Lao He didn't care too much: "Then I'll just buy some casually, and I have to bring some to grandpa and the others. Besides...Aunt Jasmine is going to Qinzhong the day after tomorrow, so you go pick her up?"

Zhang Moli is coming?
Not right.

Even if the start of work is imminent, discussing scripts, checkpoints and other things, the year is not over yet, why is it so urgent?
Without waiting for Zhou Sheng to ask more questions, Lao He explained: "My grandfather's family didn't like this very much. In the early years in South America, there were few Chinese people, so the atmosphere was not enough, and my mother was with me at home."

That said, it's understandable.

Now urban immigrants, many people from inland cities have moved to the coastal cities to settle down. Without relatives and neighbors, the New Year atmosphere is not so strong, not to mention the special situation of the Lu family, it is estimated that they have been westernized long ago.

"Then I'll pick it up then, don't worry about it."

Next, it's the chat of the young couple.

Yesterday, Delia called He Congshuang. She thought they were together, but she didn't expect to separate the two places, so she asked Lao He to say hello. Delia was not keen on virtual gifts.

Talking on the phone for more than 40 minutes before hanging up.

After the chat, Zhou Sheng became sober.

The clinic was closed, so he didn't have to hide anything, and went out in his pajamas.

As soon as the door opens.

The two eyes turned around at the same time, and there was something obviously wrong with the eyes, full of killing intent.

"Son, come on, Dad has something to ask you." Zhou Congshu said seriously.

Zhou Shouming also patted the empty seat between the two of them: "Sit."

Zhou Yi gave birth to Alexander, and somehow had the illusion that he made a mistake when he was a child and was judged by three courts.

Going forward, Zhou Sheng was attracted by the document bag and magazines on the table before he was seated: "Hey, The Lancet magazine? When did our family order this thing?"

on the sofa.

Zhou Congshu and Zhou Shouming glanced at each other. This kid still wants to preemptively strike a smoke bomb? !
Brother Shu doesn't like this: "Sit down and tell me, what's the matter with the paper in this journal?"

paper?

What thesis?
Zhou Sheng really didn't know.

(End of this chapter)