The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

After the divorce, she could only return to Qinjiagou.

No, this kind of thing can't be allowed to happen. I have worked so hard just to get out of the countryside.

After Qin Huairu figured everything out, he pointed at the river and shouted loudly: "Silly Zhu, hurry up, save Jia Zhang."

Silly column. ． ．This title surprised He Yuzhu a little.

In the past, sister Xiaoqin always called him He Yuzhu.

However, Sha Zhu also felt that it was inappropriate for Jia Zhang to die like this.

Although he didn't want this old godly woman to bully Qin Huairu all day long, he didn't have the guts to kill anyone.

Hearing Qin Huairu's words, Silly Zhu jumped into the river without taking off his clothes.

The small river is not wide, but not shallow.

Holding his breath, Silly Zhu opened his eyes under the turbid water, looking for Mrs. Jia Zhang.

It took a full minute before he saw a shadow not far away, spinning in the water.

Life and death do not know.

Chapter 112

Beijing, No. 102, Dongheyan Street, China Medical Journal.

Early in the morning, editor Hu Zhigang came to the magazine office on a bicycle.

The rusty key opened the door, and cleaned the house as usual.

Brew a cup of high crushed and put it on the table.

Then he opened the parcel delivered by the postman yesterday, and poured out a large pile of letters from it.

Looking at the dozens of letters, Hu Zhigang shook his head with a wry smile.

"Chinese Medical Journal" is the most famous professional medical journal in China, and many medical professors are proud of being able to publish articles in the journal.

Not to mention the local doctors, if the article is included in the journal, at the celebration meeting at the end of the year, not to mention being praised by the above, it will also be awarded a big red flower.In the future, the voice of talking in the hospital will be much louder.

This leads to a problem, that is, the manuscripts submitted are uneven.

Most doctors in this era have no professional training, and some of them are even more open-minded.

Medicine is a rigorous science, and "Chinese Medical Journal" is a bilingual journal, which is released simultaneously at home and abroad. Once a major mistake occurs, it will inevitably cause huge waves.

This requires careful review by editors.

Zhang Zhigao took out a letter, opened it, and examined it carefully.

'On the Way Maternal Standing Delivers Babies' author, Zhang Dazi, Sanjiahe Commune Medical Station. '

Oh, kind of interesting.

Zhang Zhigao took a sip of tea and continued to look down.

"Historical records show that during the Southern and Northern Dynasties, pregnant women gave birth standing up... This can also prevent blood from staining the house and bedding..."

Seeing this, Zhang Zhigao put down his paper, feeling speechless for a while.

In order to save some cotton, this Zhang Dazi would rather take the risk of the baby falling directly to the ground?

Alas, another 5 minutes wasted.

Then I opened another letter, "On the Treatment of Cholera with Chicken Manure + Ground Slurry Water (Mud Water). "

Zhang Zhigao only glanced at it, then threw the letter into the cardboard box under the table.

In ancient medical books, there are indeed cases of feces being used as medicine.

But this is just a way for the ancients to deal with diseases based on life experience in the absence of medical treatment and medicine.

But now it's a new world, and fluoroquinolones and tetracycline hydrochloride tablets have been invented.

There is absolutely no need for people to eat chicken manure.

Fortunately no time wasted.

Zhang Zhigao's luck was really good today, and the next few letters didn't waste time.

At this time, Professor Hu Guangshen, the editor-in-chief, also opened the door and walked in.

He is already very old, and he is also a tenured professor of Tsinghua Chi University, so he always goes to work late.

However, none of the editors in the entire magazine had an opinion.

After all, Professor Hu Guangshen is the pinnacle of the entire magazine.

With him, the magazine has the channel to issue foreign language periodicals.

Professor Hu Guangshen walked up to Zhang Zhigao and asked, "Zhigao, do you have any suitable manuscripts these two days?"

The next issue of the journal is about to be printed, but the number of papers is insufficient, especially high-quality papers, and there is not even a single one.

If there is another article "Intubation Gastric Lavage", the Chinese Medical Journal may become the official scheduled journal of European and American medical universities.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed. Zhang Zhigao raised his head from the pile of letters: "There is no intubation and gastric lavage, but there is a copy of standing delivery and chicken manure."

Also, having one high-quality paper this year is enough.

If you want too much extravagance, you can only ask for trouble.

Professor Hu Guangshen shook his head and entered the editor-in-chief's office.

Journals must be printed on time, and now only one paper can be selected from those average papers.

Hu Guangshen took out a stack of papers from the drawer and began to screen them.

It took him a full two hours before he selected a paper submitted by Professor Gu of Tsinghua Chi University.

Although there is nothing new in the paper, it also has no flaws, and it will definitely not cause trouble if it is published.

Professor Hu Guangshen shook the phone: "It's a printing factory. I'm Lao Hu from the periodical office. Yes, I'll select another paper from the papers sent yesterday. The author's name is Gu Yuehua."

"Yes, it will be published immediately. It will take at least five days for the train transportation from Beijing to Guangzhou. If it is later, it will miss the release time in Hong Kong City."

Hearing the assurance from the other side of the phone, Hu Guangshen put down the phone in peace.

"Chinese Medical Journal" is not just a medical journal, it also represents the face of China, and there is no room for any mistakes.

This is the task assigned above.

After arranging the next issue of the periodical, Hu Guangshen finally breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up his teacup and took a sip of water.

Then stood up and turned on the gramophone, squinting in soothing vagueness.

"boom!"

A hasty voice, like a hammer, smashed the beautiful notes.

Professor Hu Guangshen opened his eyes and saw Zhang Zhigao standing at the door holding a letter with a happy face.

"What's going on, you're in a hurry? I don't always teach you to be prudent in doing things, to keep a mountain collapsed in front of your eyes without changing your face, and for elk to be on the left without blinking your eyes."

Zhang Zhigao waved the letter, his face beaming with joy: "Editor Hu, that Li Donglai has contributed again."

"What?" Professor Hu Guangshen jumped up from his chair and strode forward to snatch the letter from Zhang Zhigao.

Zhang Zhigao pursed his lips and snickered with his anxious look.

What about Taishan, what about the elk?

Hu Guangshen took out the letter paper, and before he could sit down, he began to read it carefully.

"On the Wrong Steps Existing in Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation and Improvement Methods", author Li Donglai, doctor of Red Star Steel Rolling Plant."

CPR?

Hu Guangshen couldn't help frowning.

This is an emerging foreign medical technique for first aid. It is not popular in China, and only some large hospitals teach it.

As a doctor at the rolling mill hospital, how could Li Donglai know this kind of technology.

And you can find flaws in it.

Could it be that he is opportunistic?

However, after seeing it, you can be sure.

Hu Guangshen sat down slowly with the letter paper, and then read each word carefully.

It took him half an hour before he finished reading the thesis, which was only 10 pages long on letter paper.

After closing the letter paper, Hu Guangshen was speechless for a long time.

In the paper, Li Donglai accurately pointed out the wrong steps in the current foreign cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and explained the reasons in detail.Then the correct steps are given.

Most of these mistakes are subtle enough that even an old doctor who has saved countless lives with CPR would never notice.

Even, some have involved esoteric anthropology knowledge.

However, Li Donglai is just a barefoot doctor and has never studied in colleges and universities.

How did he know that knowledge and use it flexibly?

Is it really a so-called genius?

Professor Hu Guangshen has always believed in the principle that what you sow, you will reap, and he does not believe that there are geniuses in this world.

Especially doctors must study hard for a long time.Then go through tens of thousands of clinical practices before you can achieve something academically.

But the appearance of Li Donglai made him doubt his belief.

Zhang Zhigao, who had been standing by the side all the time, saw Professor Hu Guangshen's uncertain face, and asked cautiously, "Editor-in-Chief, is there a problem with this paper?"

"No, absolutely no problem." Professor Hu Guangshen thought for a while, and added: "At least with my level, I can't see the problem."

Zhang Zhigao felt relieved.

Professor Hu, as a well-known medical expert at home and abroad, can't see any problems, which means that the paper is correct.

Seeing that Professor Hu was still in a daze, he asked in a low voice, "Since there is no problem, can this paper be published?"

paper. ． ．published. ． ．broken!