Back in 2002 as a doctor

"You send this for a pathological examination."

"Uh... do you need it?" Yuan Qingyao asked in a daze as he looked at the case that was taken out which was full of sediment.

"Need." Zhou Congwen said, "In some extremely special cases, prolonged stimulation by foreign objects can lead to abnormal growth or changes."

What Zhou Congwen said was a mouthful, and Yuan Qingyao clearly wanted to rule out the possibility of carcinoma in situ.

It's unlikely, but it does exist.

Seeing that the "root of the disease" was taken out, the patient and her boyfriend kept thanking her.

Zhou Congwen was not interested in the two of them at all, but was more interested in the condoms he took out.

Save all the information, Zhou Congwen said, "Qingyao, do you want to post a top-notch sci?"

"Can you?"

""New England" has always been very interested in the case reports of such strange cases. For example, a nurse in a remote area of ​​Australia suddenly suffered a myocardial infarction. Hospitals. This kind of thing can be in New England, and your friend's will be fine."

Yuan Qingyao's heart moved, and he dragged the two of them to explain the situation.

Zhou Congwen took off his gloves and walked out the door with a smile. The patient and the patient's boyfriend kept expressing their thanks when Zhou Congwen came out.

"It's okay." Zhou Congwen smiled, leaned into the patient's boyfriend's ear and whispered, "The purse is too long, and it's a bit uncomfortable to find time to cut it off, but it will be fine in the future. Or just take a bath frequently and stop making trouble. gone."

The patient's boyfriend looked astonished, looking at Zhou Congwen as if he had seen a ghost.

Zhou Congwen waved his hand, "No more."

After speaking, he rushed to sort out the information.

Ten minutes later, Yuan Qingyao sent the two of them to the chairs in the corridor to observe for an hour, and hurried to the office of the academician workstation.

"Brother Zhou, how did this thing get in?" Yuan Qingyao asked.

"Little poor boy, he doesn't even have a girlfriend, why ask so many questions." Zhou Congwen said contemptuously.

"..." Yuan Qingyao never thought that he would be despised by Zhou Congwen for not having a girlfriend.

"Anyway, it just went in. The patient was a little panicked at the time. He went to the hospital for an examination, but he didn't explain why. He took a chest X-ray and thought it entered the digestive tract if he didn't see it."

Yuan Qingyao was shocked by Zhou Congwen's strange brain circuit, as if Zhou Congwen had witnessed it with his own eyes, and said every detail.

The first film was indeed fine. It is estimated that there will be no symptoms such as cough, sputum, or fever. What Zhou Congwen said was correct.

"After that, I guess she wouldn't observe the stool, thinking it would pass out, but I didn't expect it to be in the airway. Okamoto, it's too thin. Although I can't see it with other covers, the density can change a little bit. "

"It was almost missed."

"Brother Zhou, how did you think so much?" Yuan Qingyao had already thought of the scene at that time from Zhou Congwen's words, but still didn't know how Zhou Congwen guessed it.

"It's not difficult for your friend's family."

"It's still rich. The largest real estate developer in a small second- and third-tier city. It is said that his family's capital chain has been tight recently. He discussed financing with my mother a few days ago. Has it something to do with the disease?"

"You can ask Professor Michael in Cleveland to consult, and he can at least go to the Concordia. Why not?"

"..." Yuan Qingyao was stunned.

"Before and after the connection, coupled with the faint density changes in the image, I guess there will be problems."

"I still don't understand why."

"This is a wealth of clinical experience. If you don't have a girlfriend, where did you get the clinical experience?"

"Huh? I have seen many patients."

"It's different. What I'm talking about is clinical experience, not clinical experience." Zhou Congwen laughed, and patted Yuan Qingyao, "Go and sort out the materials, send an SCI, and let me know when it's done, and I'll straighten it out for you." , with Shen Lang and Li Ran."

"Brother Zhou, you are also missing the first author's article." Yuan Qingyao has not yet figured out the different pronunciations of the four words of clinical experience, but the top SCI articles are obviously more interesting to him.

"No, you are the first author, just take Shen Lang and Li Ran with you." Zhou Congwen said lightly, "There is no reason for the boss and his doctor to grab the article. Those kind of people are too poor, and we don't need them here."

Chapter 0708 Thesis?I do not need

After sending Zhou Congwen away, Yuan Qingyao didn't express his thanks repeatedly. His mind was full of all kinds of weird things, but there were some things that he couldn't ask directly.

Why did Zhou Congwen tell his friend to find time to cut the purse?How did he know? !

Such small problems are finally summarized on the fact that I don't have a girlfriend yet.

Before that, Yuan Qingyao didn't think that the level of medical care had anything to do with his girlfriend.

Yuan Qingyao was not in a hurry about this, and he was not entangled. He just thought about it and began to summarize the information and write a case report.

Being able to publish an article in the world's top journals is quite a temptation even for Yuan Qingyao, a top student in Cleveland.

In a few days, he summed up and concluded that he was very satisfied with the writing of an article.

After handing it over to Zhou Congwen for revision, Yuan Qingyao had a deeper understanding of why Zhou Congwen said this.

Publishing articles in the world's top journals is difficult, but the most difficult thing for Chinese people is that their thinking is not on the same channel.

Articles written according to domestic habits will most likely not be published. If the doctor who reviewed the manuscript favors it, the manuscript will be rejected and asked to be rewritten.It is possible to spend a year or two on an article, and there are countless examples of being busy all the way to nothing.

Yuan Qingyao thought he knew the habits on that side very well, but after several key points were revised by Zhou Congwen, he realized that he was still immature.

Even Yuan Qingyao was very happy that an article from a top journal was published.He didn't forget to ask Chen Houkun, so he left the author's name.

Time was running out, so Yuan Qingyao took advantage of work breaks to make the last revision.

"Qingyao, what are you doing? You haven't been willing to talk for the past few days." Xiao Kai leaned over and asked knowingly when he saw the paper full of English.

"A few days ago, a friend of mine was sick, so I asked Brother Zhou to take a look. Brother Zhou said to write a case report and send it to "New England" magazine."

"..." Xiao Kai was taken aback.

Top journals, that's top journals!

Although publishing top journals does not help him in his career, as a doctor, a former doctor, it is more exciting than money or anything else.

Xiao Kai's eyes turned half red in an instant.

It is difficult to publish an article with a Chinese prefix by yourself, and you have to pay a high page fee.This year, the dean said that the page fee would not be reimbursed, and clinicians complained a lot.

Can……

Isn't it a joke that Zhou Congwen saw a patient casually without doing anything himself, and asked Yuan Qingyao to write a case report and publish it in a top journal?

"Qingyao, do top journals publish individual case reports? I see very few reviews." Xiao Kai asked tentatively.

"Fa, it's "New England" again. I asked my teacher, and he said that "New England" has a preference for individual case reports." Yuan Qingyao wore a mask, squinted his eyes and smiled, full of kindness.

"Oh." Xiao Kai felt lost.

If he hadn't seen it, he certainly wouldn't have missed it.

The world's top journals have nothing to do with me, and I don't like the surgeries I usually do.

The No. [-] Hospital of Baishui City is a grassroots hospital, and Xiao Kai is aware of this.

But an article in a top journal is here, and Xiao Kai's heart is very hot.

"The first author is Professor Zhou, the second author is you, and the third author?"

"Brother Zhou said he didn't need it."

Gan!

Xiao Kai was taken aback.

Zhou Congwen seems to be a medical doctor, so how could he not need such top-level journal papers?

Even if it is gold-plated, he still needs it!

In clinical practice, there are a lot of good fights, and some hard fights even Huang Lao has no good way.

And one or two top sci papers can avoid countless troubles.

"The first author is me, the second and third authors are Shen Lang and Li Ran. I thought about it, although it may not be useful, I added you and sister Peng." Yuan Qingyao said.

"!!!"

Xiao Kai felt that the young man in front of him really looked more and more pleasing to the eye.

He doesn't care who the author is, and it's a lot easier to go back and brag about such an article.

"It seems that only the top three authors are useful. I'm sorry, Dean Xiao, do you think it's better to be the fourth author or the fifth?"

"Fifth, I want a false name. I've already been promoted, so I don't need to be so high." Xiao Kai said with a smile.

"Okay, I see."

Just as he was talking, Zhou Congwen walked in.

"Qingyao's writing is almost done." Zhou Congwen glanced at it and said lightly.

"Professor Zhou, why don't you want to sign it?" Xiao Kai didn't even ask about any cases, and focused on Zhou Congwen not wanting the first author.

"It doesn't mean anything to me to publish these things." Zhou Congwen replied frankly.

"..." Xiao Kai was a little confused. He sorted out his thoughts and asked, "Although it will be very difficult for you to advance in the future..."

Zhou Congwen interrupted Xiao Kai's question with a smile, "Director Deng has collected enough papers from ten top journals for me, and the article on the technique of double-sleeve cutting of the right upper lung under thoracoscopic surgery has nearly a thousand citations." .”

Xiao Kai was taken aback, a paper citation?The word was foreign to him.

"What?!" Yuan Qingyao stood up suddenly, staring at Zhou Congwen with wide eyes.

"Hehe." Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, "Is it normal? Now few people can do the double-sleeve cut of the right upper lung, and it is normal to be quoted. What is your expression? Is there anything strange about this? It's normal." right."

"..." Yuan Qingyao was a little excited, and Xiao Kai could see it in his eyes.

why?

Xiao Kai kept his posture extremely low, and asked if he didn't understand.

"Qingyao, what's the point of quoting a thousand?" Xiao Kai asked.

"Uh...how should I put it?" Yuan Qingyao was taken aback, then sighed, "My teacher is a member of the American Academy of Sciences, and the number of citations for a paper in a top journal within five years is more than 600."

As if he didn't say anything, Xiao Kai looked at Yuan Qingyao in a daze.

"Oh, that's right." Zhou Congwen explained, "Evaluating a person's academic level, there is a key data-the citation rate of papers. After statistical calculation, it is called H-index, and it is called H-index. Among them, H stands for high citation count."

Xiao Kai was still dumbfounded.

To be able to publish an SCI article is extremely difficult for a doctor of his level, let alone a top SCI journal.

As for the H-index, Xiao Kai heard it for the first time.

"The H-index means that a person has N papers that have been cited at least N times in all his academic articles, and his H-index is N. Within a discipline, the higher the H-index of a person, the more often the person's The greater the academic achievement." Zhou Congwen continued.

Xiao Kai somewhat understood that this was a field that a doctor in a grassroots hospital like himself would never be able to touch in his lifetime.

While he was still staring at the "fake name", Zhou Congwen's eyes were already on the number of citations.

What is the gap?This is.

Chapter 0709 let your teacher avoid it

"What's the H-index for a thousand times?" Xiao Kai asked tremblingly.

"Twenty or thirty, don't worry about it, it's just a statistic." Zhou Congwen smiled.

Xiao Kai noticed that Yuan Qingyao's face had turned red, and he looked at the young man quietly.

After all, he is a top student in Cleveland, and he knows countless more than this veteran who has left the clinic.

"Dean Xiao, that's right." Seeing that Xiao Kai didn't understand, Yuan Qingyao explained, "Generally speaking, in the United States, associate professors have an average H-index of 10-12. Full professors have an average of 18. Members of the American Medical Association have 15-20." Nobel laureates in physics ... medicine has none, but physics has 41; members of the National Academy of Sciences 45."

Xiao Kai almost didn't spit out his big aunt.

It turned out that what Zhou never said was what he meant!

How awesome is a paper?

He never thought he underestimated Zhou Congwen.

When the two first met, Xiao Kai felt that Zhou Congwen must be from an aristocratic family.

Zhou Congwen has an indifferent temperament, and he is calm when Mount Tai collapses before his eyes.

And Zhou Congwen knows his own way up the ladder very well.