Chinese Medical Journal, No. 102 Dongheyan Street, Beijing.
Early in the morning, young editor Hu Zhigang rode his bicycle to the magazine office.
The rusty key opened the door and the house was cleaned as usual.
Make a cup of squid and put it on the table.
Then open the parcel delivered by the postman yesterday,
A large pile of letters was poured out.
Looking at the dozens of letters, Hu Zhigang smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Chinese Medical Journal" is the most famous professional medical journal in China, and many medical professors are proud to publish articles in the journal.
Not to mention local doctors. If their articles are included in journals, they will not be praised by the superiors at the celebration meeting at the end of the year.
He will also be awarded a big red flower. From now on, his voice will be louder in the hospital.
This has led to a problem, that is, the submitted manuscripts are of mixed quality.
Most doctors in this era have no professional training, and some of them are even more imaginative.
And medicine is a rigorous science,
Moreover, "Chinese Medical Journal" is a bilingual journal that is published simultaneously at home and abroad. Once a major error occurs, it will inevitably cause huge waves.
This requires careful review by editors.
Zhang Zhigao took out a letter, opened it, and looked at it carefully.
"Author of "On the Standing Way of Delivering Babies", Zhang Dazizi from Sanjiahe Commune Medical Station."
Ha, that's interesting.
Zhang Zhigao took a sip of tea and continued to look down.
"Historical data records 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 and felt speechless.
In order to save some cotton, Zhang Jazi would rather bear the risk of the baby falling directly to the ground?
Alas, another five minutes wasted.
Then he opened another letter, "On the use of chicken manure and ground slurry water (mud water) to treat cholera."
Zhang Zhigao only glanced at it,
He 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 the method used by ancient people to deal with diseases based on life experience when there was a lack of medical treatment and medicine.
But now is the new world. Fluoroquinolones and tetracycline hydrochloride tablets have been invented.
There is absolutely no need to let people eat chicken manure.
Fortunately no time was wasted.
Zhang Zhigao was very lucky today, and the next few letters were not a waste of time.
At this time, the editor-in-chief Professor Hu Guangshen also opened the door and walked in.
He is already seventy years old and is a tenured professor at Tsinghua University. He always comes to work late.
However, not a single editor in the entire magazine had any objections.
After all, Professor Hu Guangshen is the anchor of the entire magazine.
Thanks to him, magazines have channels to publish foreign language journals.
Professor Hu Guangshen walked up to Zhang Zhigao and asked: "Zhigao, do you have any suitable manuscripts in the past two days?"
The next issue of the journal is about to be printed, but the number of papers is insufficient, especially high-quality papers, there is not a single one.
If there is another article on "Intubation and 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.
Standing delivery and chicken manure have their share.”
Too,
Having a high-quality paper this year is already enough.
Asking for too much,
You can only look for trouble.
Professor Hu Guangshen shook his head and entered the editor's office.
Journals must be printed on time, and now we can only choose one paper from those papers of average quality.
Hu Guangshen took out a stack of papers from the drawer and began to sift through them.
It took him two hours to select a paper submitted by Professor Gu from Tsinghua University.
Although the paper is not new, there are no flaws, and it will definitely not cause trouble if it is published.
Professor Hu Guangshen shook the phone: "In the printing house, I am Old Hu from the journal office. Yes, among the papers sent yesterday, I selected another one. The author's name is Gu Yuehua."
"Yes, print it immediately. The train transportation from Beijing to Guangzhou will take at least five days. If it is any later, you will miss the time for sale in the port city."
After hearing the assurance from the other side of the phone, Hu Guangshen put down the phone with confidence.
"Chinese Medical Journal" is not only 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 journal, Hu Guangshen could finally breathe a sigh of relief. He picked up his tea cup and took a sip of water.
Then he stood up and turned on the gramophone, squinting his eyes in the soothing ambiguity.
"boom!"
A rapid sound, like a hammer, shattered the beautiful notes.
Professor Hu Guangshen opened his eyes and saw Zhang Zhigao standing at the door with a happy face and a letter.
"What happened? Are you in such a hurry? Don't I always teach you to be prudent in doing things, to have a mountain collapse before your eyes without changing your face, and to have an elk move to the left without blinking your eyes."
Zhang Zhigao waved the letter and said with joy on his face: "Chief Editor Hu, that Li Donglai has submitted another article."
"What?" Professor Hu Guangshen suddenly jumped up from his chair, strode forward and snatched the letter from Zhang Zhigao's hand.
His anxious look made Zhang Zhigao purse his lips and snicker.
Where is the promised Mount Tai, and where is the promised elk?
Hu Guangshen took out the letter and read it carefully before he had time to sit down.
""On the Wrong Steps in Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation and Improvement Methods", written by Li Donglai, a doctor at Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill."
CPR?
Hu Guangshen couldn't help but frown.
This is an emerging medical skill used for first aid abroad. It is not popular in China and is only taught in some large hospitals.
As a doctor at the steel rolling mill hospital, how could Li Donglai know this technology?
And you can still find flaws in it.
Could it be that he is opportunistic?
However, you can be sure after seeing it.
Hu Guangshen sat down slowly with the letter in hand, and then read every word carefully.
It took him half an hour to finish reading the paper, which was only 10 pages of letter paper.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Closing the letter, 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 he gave the correct steps.
Most of the errors are so subtle that even an experienced doctor who has saved countless lives using CPR would never notice them.
Some even involve profound human body knowledge.
However, Li Donglai was just a barefoot doctor and had never studied in a university.
How did he know that knowledge and use it flexibly?
Is he really a so-called genius?
Professor Hu Guangshen has always believed in the principle of no pain, no gain, and does not believe that geniuses exist in this world.
Doctors, in particular, must study hard for a long time and then go through thousands of clinical practices before they can achieve academic success.
But the appearance of Li Donglai made him doubt his beliefs.
Zhang Zhigao, who had been standing nearby, saw Professor Hu Guangshen's uncertain expression and asked cautiously: "Chief Editor, is there any problem with this paper?"
"No, absolutely no problem." Professor Hu Guangshen thought for a moment and then added: "At least with my level, I can't see the problem."
Zhang Zhigao felt relieved now.
As a famous medical expert at home and abroad, Professor Hu can't see any problems, which means that the paper is correct.
Seeing that Professor Hu was still stunned, he asked softly: "Since there is no problem, can this paper be published?"
Paper... published... broken!
Professor Hu Guangshen quickly shook the phone to notify the printing house, and immediately removed Professor Gu Yuehua's paper and waited for Li Donglai's paper to be sent over before printing.
After hearing the conversation, Zhang Zhigao curled his lips, this Gu Yuehua is really unlucky.
...
Fortunately, the printer's machines were still preheating and there was no time to print.
Otherwise it will really cause a major accident.
After putting down the phone, Professor Hu Guangshen wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up the tea, sipped it, and studied the paper carefully.
Like the previous paper, this paper has detailed steps and is very feasible.
Likewise, the CPR procedures described in the paper appear as if they have been practiced thousands of times.
It would be too unfair for such a talented person to stay in the steel rolling mill hospital.
If you can go to university for a few years and receive professional medical knowledge, there may be a medical professor who is famous at home and abroad in China in the future.
Thinking of this, Hu Guangshen shook the phone to a student: "Geng Heng?"
The person on the other side of the phone was obviously startled. After hearing the voice, he was overjoyed: "Teacher Hu, how are you doing recently? I went to see you two days ago, and you happened to be on a business trip to Guangzhou."
"I heard your wife said this." Hu Guangshen nodded while holding the phone, "I called you today to ask you to check the information of a doctor."
"Doctor's information? What's his name?" Geng Heng agreed immediately. As a ministry official, it was easy to check the files.
...
Ten minutes later, Hu Guangshen obtained Li Donglai's detailed information.
Looking at the age recorded on the paper, his brows knitted into knots.
"I am 25 years old...I have already missed the age to take the college entrance examination."
"Unless...it can be converted into a cadre status and is recommended by the district-level health department."
Although he had a solution, Professor Hu Guangshen was hesitant.
He was never willing to interfere in local affairs.
After standing in front of the window and thinking for a long time, Professor Hu Guangshen finally picked up the phone.
