This doctor has a system

Chapter 318 299. Devil Uncle Li

Academicians from small countries can mobilize relatively few resources and are often not taken seriously by others, but academicians from China are different.

Academician Bao has more or less demonstrated his abilities in front of his foreign colleagues.

Philip, the editor of Nature magazine, quickly saw this article. According to the original process, this article should not appear in front of him until 1-2 months later.

It can only be said that privileges exist at all times. People do not hate privileges, they just hate that they cannot enjoy them.

The names of Gao Feng and Academician Bao are also registered in Nature Magazine, and they will not be treated as newcomers. .

"The evolution of lung cancer?" Philip frowned. This topic was a bit big.

Sometimes the bigger the topic, the better. The bigger the topic, the harder it is to develop it, and the harder it is to write new ideas.

Let me see if it makes sense, Philip read it word for word.

"Across 1644 tumor regions sampled, the study sought to identify the driver advantages of different subclones and their relationship to clinical outcomes."

Philip was so immersed in this article that he didn't even notice his colleagues coming in.

"Philip?" "Hello?"

He came to his senses only when he heard the sound.

"What are you doing?" A colleague was very curious, "I just called you several times."

"Sorry, I just saw a good article." Philip picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip. "It's very innovative. He introduced the evolution of non-small cells from the aspect of tumor driver genes."

After listening to his words, colleagues also became interested, and several related editors also opened the article and read it.

"Is this a series?" A colleague expressed surprise, "I think there will be a follow-up after this???"

"I haven't noticed this yet." Phillip took a quick glance.

"So ambitious?" He looked in disbelief after seeing the ending. "You want to publish a serial in Nature?"

"Crazy!"

No matter how shocked Philip was, after all, the article on the evolution of lung cancer was indeed well written, and there was no reason for him to refuse to pass it.

Soon this article was sent to three independent reviewers.

Professor Russell Mario of Imperial College London looked solemn. Two days ago, he received an article from Nature magazine.

This is nothing at all. He has been an independent reviewer of Nature magazine for many years, and reviews dozens of articles every year.

Normally, most of these articles would be thrown in the trash, and only a few would get a pass with him.

But after reading this article, Professor Russell Mario felt very complicated. His research results seemed to have collided with others.

If this article is published, then his hard work over the past few years will be in vain. Even if it is published, others will only think that it is unfair.

What should I do? He hesitated.

In the end, his pride did not allow him to do anything dirty, and he quickly replied to Nature Magazine: Passed.

This was something Gao Feng expected. He was very confident in this article. Before sending it, he searched for literature on this topic. Some big names had written about this, but from different angles.

Thanks to the development of new technologies in recent years, it has become possible to analyze the evolution of lung cancer from the genetic level, and the future development trend seems to be becoming increasingly clear.

He has almost completed the evolution of the second stage lung cancer gene transfer and is hesitating whether to submit it now.

"Teacher Xiong, how are you doing in the following stages?"

"The evolution of the genome and transcriptome of primary tumors and metastases is relatively trivial and may take more than a month." Xiong Huaxin quickly replied.

"That won't work, you have to hurry up." Gao Feng urged, "I have already written the second article, and now I urgently need the data."

"what?"

Ah what, just like a silly goose, Gao Feng thought to himself.

"First, focus on sorting out the genome and transcriptome evolution of primary tumors and metastases, and postpone the rest later." He said, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so please work harder."

Xiong Huaxin and his brothers immediately felt the tremendous pressure.

"If that doesn't work, just put away all the projects in your hands." Academician Bao said, "Move people over, keep an eye on me, and give the data to others quickly!"

Seeing Gao Feng's high efficiency, Academician Bao was also anxious. He used to think that his disciples were quite agile, but this comparison showed the difference.

"The pressure I usually put on them is too little." He thought to himself, "I still feel sorry for them too much."

I wonder if Xiong Huaxin and other disciples will be confused when they know his thoughts.
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"Peng Hui, how is the progress this week?" Hu Jiaran asked.

"It's okay. It basically met expectations." Yue Penghui did not take wedding leave. His wife wanted to go out for a run, but because she was pregnant, this idea was unanimously opposed by both parents.

"When the baby is born, I won't stop you two from going to heaven." Yue Penghui's mother said.

Young Ni Shuang believed it, but she didn't even think about it. When you actually give birth to a child, will you still be able to walk away?
That child is still chained to death.

There are many times of leisure in a person's life, but it is definitely not the time when a child is born.

"It's a little disturbing that the progress is so smooth." Hu Jiaran said to himself.

The clinical phase I-III of a drug is the time when problems are most likely to arise. This stage needs to withstand various tests, and many drugs die at this step.

Hu Jiaran has always been on tenterhooks, but after such a long time, all the good news coming from the laboratory made him happy but also full of worry.

The further he advances, the more he worries about gains and losses. If he dies at the last step, it will be very painful!

"Amen!"

"Amitofu!"

"The Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother bless me!"

"O my Merciful God"

Yue Penghui

Generally speaking, Chinese people respect gods, but they don’t believe in so-called gods at all. Whether most people believe in a certain god depends on whether the god can help them.

"The Chinese New Year is coming next month. Do we need to catch up on the progress?" Yue Penghui asked for instructions.

"Let's hurry up." Hu Jiaran thought for a moment and said, "Hurry up if you can. Otherwise, it will be a big holiday and many things may have to be sorted out from scratch after coming."

"That won't happen. I'm watching."

"Wang Liang, can you put your work aside for a while?" The leader of Team 2 came over and said, "We don't have enough manpower and we need you to come over and support us."

"Who are you? What nonsense are you talking about?" Wang Liang said indifferently, "Shake your brains out before you talk to me."

"I'll fucking kill you!" The leader of Team 2 came up and wanted to fuck him.

"I was just kidding." Wang Liang was immediately frightened, "A gentleman talks but never does anything."

The leader of Team 2 is a muscular guy, and he can hit him three times if he really uses his hands. "I haven't finished my own work yet, so how can I support you?" Wang Liang said.

Everyone is assigned a task, and the bonus is calculated based on this. It is impossible for him to leave his own work to wipe the butts of the people in the second group.

"Mr. Yue said so, come quickly!" the leader of Team 2 urged, "We always have problems here, otherwise I wouldn't come to you."

He was talking about the stability test of retained samples, which requires a high level of talent on the part of the operator. Hu Jiaran was the best at it, but it was obvious that he was not working now.

Then there is Wang Liang, this guy is a gold miner in this field, one person is worth five.

Otherwise, the leader of Group 2 would not go to Yue Penghui at this time.

"Did you see? You have to be like this!" Wang Liang was very proud, "You guys are really incompetent. You have been studying for so long and you are still so rubbish."

"Wang Liang, I fuck you XXXXX" A member of Group 2 was already very angry. This mentally retarded Wang Liang was still making sarcastic remarks here, which made him really angry.

"Hey, you're still in a hurry." Wang Liang laughed loudly, "Hurry up and take a good look, your incompetence and rage are of no use."

When the experiment was over, I had to beat him up. The leader of Group 2 silently made up his mind.

Wang Liang completed a unit smoothly, and the members of Group 2 suddenly became silent. There was no way, this guy's ability was too strong, and they couldn't defeat him.

Wang Liang was about to do it again when his cell phone rang suddenly.

He picked it up and saw that it was his third aunt calling.

"Hello? Third aunt."

"Liangzi, your cousin's results are out. Can you tell me if there is any hope for 211?" said the third aunt, "I will send you the specific results."

Soon, Wang Liang saw his cousin's scores in each subject.

“语文95数学37？？？外语109物理35化学59地理81总分416.”

"Auntie, I think it's better not to consider 211 for my cousin's grades. If not, go to the bar and dance." Wang Liang said.

"985?" Third Aunt's voice became louder, "Isn't 985 a higher score than 211? Are you kidding me?"

You made the joke first, Wang Liang thought.

However, my cousin’s grades were not good enough. He went to a key high school and paid tens of thousands in school selection fees.

Everyone actually saw that he was handsome with a pig's head on his neck, but the third aunt always still had illusions.

Really pity the parents of the world.
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Patient Li Da, male, 68 years old

The patient developed cough and sputum more than 10 years ago, which consisted of purulent sputum and yellow sputum, accompanied by wheezing and no fever. The patient developed cough and sputum more than 3 years ago. The attack occurred more often in winter and lasted for more than [-] months every year. He was diagnosed as "chronic bronchitis".

Outside the hospital, he was treated with anti-asthma, phlegm-reducing and other drugs intermittently (the details are unknown), and his condition has been getting worse year by year. In recent years, he has developed wheezing after doing a little exercise.

"I can't do it anymore, I deserve to die." Mr. Li laughed at himself. He was so exhausted that he felt that his quality of life had been severely reduced.

This time, the above symptoms worsened 1 month ago, accompanied by hemoptysis, a mouth full of blood, the specific amount is unknown, and then there was intermittent blood in the sputum without fever. There was a past history of sinusitis.

"When I was young, I was a physical education teacher." Mr. Li said, "Back then, I walked like flying and was full of strength in everything I did. It's nothing like now."

"It's not just about smoking!" The wife on the side interjected, "You didn't even listen to me. Now I know how uncomfortable it is."

Speaking of smoking, Mr. Li actually wasn't a big smoker at first. Otherwise, cigarettes were too expensive and he was reluctant to buy them.

But later her daughter married into a good family, and her son-in-law was an employee of a cigarette factory.

Now that Lao Li was prosperous, his son-in-law's house was not far from him, and he would be given a few pieces at every turn. He was quite satisfied with smoking.

"I've been quitting smoking for 2-3 years, haven't I?" Lao Li said weakly, "If I stop smoking, I'm still sulky."

In his mind, he always felt that cigarettes were not the culprit, but the doctors said he did.

"Isn't Lao Fan next door smoking? He's never been sulky." Lao Li gave an example.

"The old Zhou in front of me died last year!" His wife glared at him fiercely, "How about I push you into the ditch now?"

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Old Li quickly closed his mouth.

People who smoke heavily have a higher incidence of chronic bronchitis than the normal population.

Mr. Li has been in the palace many times as a patient. All the nurses in the general department know him. The old man has a cheerful and enthusiastic personality.

I remember that Mr. Li came to the hospital for the first time 7 years ago. At that time, he was in the Department of Respiratory Medicine. The nurse specifically told him to draw blood on an empty stomach in the morning.

"Uncle, have you eaten in the morning?" Nurse

"No." Uncle Li replied, "I just ate a steamed bun."

nurse
"Uncle, you can't do a blood test after eating!" The nurse collapsed a little. "When the head nurse asks you this morning, don't say it's because I didn't explain everything properly."

"Hey, nurse, what I eat are steamed buns, steamed buns." Uncle Li looked puzzled, "Those plain steamed buns are not rice."

"Uncle, where is the person in bed 32 next to you?" the infusion nurse was very puzzled.

"Oh, I have to go to the toilet." Uncle Li said with a smile, "I have already taken out the needle for you."

"Did you pull it out?!" the nurse collapsed.

"That's right." Uncle Li was very proud, "Oh, I often see you little girls pulling out needles. It's very simple."

"By the way, the needle pricked me just now. Are you okay?"

"Xiao Hu, the patient in the next bed is so squeamish. Even after the transfusion, the fluid is still there." Uncle Li ran to the nurse's station to complain, "I really can't stand it anymore."

"It's a bit painful to inject potassium chloride." The nurse explained to him.

"Oh, it's okay." Uncle Li said, "I just helped her adjust it to the maximum. The long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain. It will pass if you endure it."

Uncle, are you a devil? The nurse almost fainted from fright.

Later, he was punched and repaired several times by the head nurse, and Uncle Li gradually became more honest.

Gao Feng originally didn't care about Uncle Li. After all, there were many patients with chronic bronchitis. It was not a rare disease, and there were only a few treatments, so it wasn't worth his while.

It was also a coincidence that he accidentally saw the patient's chest CT scan.

"Hey, whose movie is this?"

"It belongs to Mr. Li Da," Bu Zhengyang said casually.

"What's his disease?" Gao Feng asked.

"Acute exacerbation of chronic bronchitis."

"Chronic bronchitis?" Gao Feng shook his head, "I'm afraid not necessarily."

(End of this chapter)