Doctor Peerless

Chapter 395 The Library and the Lancet
We got along fairly well all morning, rounding up the wards, researching cases...

One aspect is communication.

On the other hand, it's not like I didn't mean to test Dr. Zhou.

Everyone has seen the video of the operation. As far as the single clavicle surgery is concerned, everyone is amazed by it, but the practice time is short. Even if you have been honed in the "African copy", the comprehensive aspect will definitely not be better than a few years or more. The old doctor is amazing.

At least, everyone thought so before the end of work in the morning; but as the communication deepened, they gradually discovered that no matter what they said, the other party could answer fluently.

Examination?

It doesn't exist at all!
When a single question is thrown out, people can develop multiple thinking extensions, which sometimes in turn makes everyone in Zhouxian Orthopedics think deeply.

Bai Mingming was stupefied for a long time, and whispered: "Mr. Zhou, you are too strong, aren't you? So I thought you just did a few orthopedic surgeries. I didn't expect you to have such deep knowledge in it?"

Zhou Sheng smiled and did not explain.

If it wasn't for the removal of the internal fixation last time and the exchange of some experience in orthopedics, he would not dare to agree to come to Zhouxian Orthopedics for an exchange.

It seems that the orthopedic staff in Zhou County are quite friendly, but in fact, if Zhou Sheng can't convince them, in an industry where technology is king, who will give you a good look.

Even if you perform a commendable operation, it will only make people despise whether it is nonsense, after all, the operation method in that operation does not conform to the mainstream norm.

The people who are awesome do the things that are awesome, and they are the real bulls.

Even if a person with a bad pen does something awesome, he will be regarded as a bad pen.

And after the director Jia got the instructions from the leader, he didn't take it seriously. Seven days are not long or short, so let's communicate. It just happened to frustrate the old fritters in the department. I always feel that I can perform two surgeries. Can't pull it.

Dr. Ren Xiaozhou has not practiced yet, and his future development is immeasurable. An emergency intern crushed you in orthopedic theory. Are you embarrassed?

noon.

"Old Wang, you take Xiao Zhou and Doctor Bai to the cafeteria, small stove, and take the department's funds."

"Hey." A middle-aged attendant responded and turned around to explain, "The master chef of Xiaozao in our cafeteria was originally the chef of the county hotel. Later, the county hotel closed down and was contracted by a private company, so he came to our hospital. The taste is comparable to eating out. It’s much better, and even foreign professors and leaders are still full of praise for our food.”

I recognized Dr. Xiao Zhou's skills, and I got a little more polite when we got along. Otherwise, someone will explain to you whether Xiaozao is good or not, and you can just take it to the cafeteria and you're done. Why don't you eat it?

Bai Mingming happily followed, and didn't say much all morning, staring blankly at Teacher Xiao Zhou's pretentiousness, he just felt honored.

The reception volume of Zhouxian Hospital is actually larger than that of Central Hospital.

After all, there are many hospitals in the urban area, Zhou County is only such a large medical center, and the radiation is facing the people of the whole county.

Therefore, the scale of the cafeteria is also very large, and the second floor is small.

The first floor is for the families of ordinary patients, and the second floor is for doctors.

After going upstairs, it is overcrowded. There are young doctors and nurses cooking at the window, and there are people like Zhou Sheng and others sitting on the seats waiting for the waiter to order. In fact, it is no different from eating in a restaurant.

"Powdered steamed pork, Dr. Zhou must try it."

Bai Mingming's eyes lit up as soon as he heard it, "Zhou County's special food."

"Hey, Doctor Bai is an old gourmet, so there is something to say. The master of tamales back then was also the master of the chef of Xiaozao in our cafeteria..."

A group of people chattered, and the atmosphere was very unpleasant.

After eating, there was still a while before the afternoon work time. Several people went back to the office for a lunch break. The attending doctor, Lao Wang, and another young doctor took them to the hospital library. and academic journals.

A library remodeled from an old building, with a floor area of ​​over [-] square meters.

There are still many people at noon.

"The atmosphere is really nice." Bai Mingming sighed with emotion.

Wang Zhizhi smiled and said: "Our college has a rigid number of papers, and if it can be published, the college puts all the magazines together, which can be regarded as mutual encouragement."

Hey.

When the two heard it, they felt that there was a means.

When I saw my thesis displayed in the unit library, my mood was naturally different, but when others saw it, they were envious, and their enthusiasm for writing the thesis naturally increased.

A few people just turned around and prepared to go back to the orthopedics department.

But when I went out, there was a quarrel at the borrowing office at the door...

Taking a closer look, the two had an unpleasant fight over a book.

The attending old Wang leaned over and said with a smile: "Wai Yi and Wai Er are making such a fuss, so they are not afraid of being laughed at."

The two people were taken aback, and quickly calmed down, one of them snorted, turned his head and left, leaving the other man looking at the magazine in his hand, satisfied, and then explained: "It's not my fault, everything is said first come first served, I came here last month to make an appointment, who knew that the magazine arrived today, and he insisted that he came first, so there would be no quarrel?"

"What book, so anxious?"

The man held up, "Lancet! The latest issue!"

"The Lancet? That's why it's up for grabs!" Top journals, everyone wants to study, and most hospitals don't order more journals, one for each issue... not for anything else, because it's expensive.

Foreign countries pay attention to copyright awareness, and knowledge books are valuable. The book has its own golden house, and foreigners can understand it better than Chinese people. Knowledge sharing from others should be priced higher.

The pricing of any SCI journal is above $9.9, not to mention the pricing of top journals such as The Lancet, Nature, and Cell are simply insane.

Hospitals have money, so they can't make random things, just read a book in turn and you're done.

Old Wang saw that the man looked like he had found a treasure, and laughed and complained: "I don't usually see you snatching it, but if you touch one piece, you will get sparks."

Literati look down on each other, which is also the norm in the hospital.

Especially the two departments of the same discipline, not to mention secret fighting, are all open fighting.

Even if the hospital will try its best to separate the functions of the two departments and not overlap them, so as to avoid conflicts.

But as far as external 1 and external 2 are concerned, anyone can do an appendix, and it is impossible to push out the patients who get it. In addition, the resources of the hospital are limited, and only good performance can win more, which leads to struggles.

The man curled his lips and refused to admit it, "It's really not our fight this time. Think about it, I booked it half a month ago, and the journal hadn't been published at that time. The main reason is that a professor from my alma mater shared a A short story, in this issue of The Lancet, there is a Chinese doctor who published a publicity draft on the front page, so I wanted to observe it in advance, and I ran into him before I knew it.”

"The Chinese published the Lancet? Then how did you receive the news in advance?"

"Hi." The man got excited, "There is a story here, because the reviewer is Professor Ouyang from Kidney, he went to my school to give a speech, so he said this in advance, the promotional manuscript of the Lancet, we It’s the first time for a Chinese to board.”

(End of this chapter)