Chapter 207 This damn frustration! (Please subscribe!)
Lu Mo is the chief physician in the department, with an intermediate professional title!
However, the gold content of the intermediate professional titles of the No. 9 Hospital in Shanghai and the intermediate professional titles of ordinary tertiary-level hospitals in prefecture-level cities are completely different.
In ordinary prefecture-level municipal hospitals, postgraduate students with a master's degree can apply to take the intermediate professional title exam after working directly for two years. It is basically a passing exam. Because there are not many competitors, it is easy to get it.
At this time, Lu Mo was only in his second year of doctoral studies!
In the No. 9 Hospital in Shanghai, the most basic requirement for recruiting full-time employees is a doctoral candidate, and some even need to have work experience in a postdoctoral mobile station.
As a result, after others graduate with a master's degree, it will still be six to seven years before they can officially join the workforce.
For formal employees of the No. 9 Hospital in Shanghai, one of the prerequisites for promotion to the intermediate professional title is to become the chief resident, which can also be called the chief resident. The chief resident must serve at least one year. The queue is one to two years.
Only then can you be promoted to become an attending physician.
If you count this time, it is already the sixth to tenth year after their master's degree graduation, and those in the same class may have been promoted to deputy senior!
Their professional titles are only intermediate!
Could it be said that it is because of their level that they have reached the intermediate level? From a horizontal perspective, it is like this in the No. 9 Hospital of the Magic City, but if we compare it vertically with the doctors in ordinary tertiary hospitals in prefecture-level cities.
That's not necessarily the case.
People who have studied for a long time are not necessarily nerds, and from a broader perspective, people with doctoral degrees and doctorate degrees are more likely to develop highly sophisticated talents. This is a general rule.
Therefore, if Lu Mo's level were placed in the Eighth Hospital of Shashi, according to the sub-professional level of sports medicine, he would not be much worse than Cai Dongfan!
Experiential things cannot be replaced by reading, but some academic cognitions can never be understood and touched by experience alone!
This does not mean that you are noble, but at least your vision will be broader than that of ordinary people. This is the meaning of reading.
But even so, Lu Mo still felt a sense of threat when he looked at the field of view of the shoulder arthroscopy performed by Zhou Cheng at this moment!
This made Lu Mo feel quite frustrated!
Even though Lu Mo knew that in this world, especially in the affiliated hospital of Shanghai Jiao Tong University, there were many short-lived geniuses, and there were also many real geniuses, such as Han Xiaoming, Ding Dian, and even some young people and students from other departments.
young man.
For example, Professor Lin Ziyuan and Associate Professor Du Kunning were quite surprised by him back then.
But?
Lu Mo has never had such an illusion with Ding Dian!
Why did he feel this way when he arrived at Zhou Cheng's place?
And this feeling existed in him only a long time ago, when the junior brother was still in the Ninth Academy of Magic City. It was only later that the junior brother, due to family reasons, went back after graduating from the master's degree program.
, so that he could be freed.
Otherwise, when their current class, Sports Medicine and Joint Surgery, competes for a place in the hospital, if that junior brother wants to compete with him, he will be completely defeated!
In fact, how could Lu Mo have imagined that Zhou Cheng's arthroscopy technology originated from Luo Yun?
Moreover, Zhou Cheng's origin was truly obtained from Luo Yun, not learned, so he felt this way.
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After Zhou Cheng's microscopic examination, Ding Dian was a little panicked.
The look he looked at Zhou Cheng was strange, as if he was looking at a freak.
Because just before seeing Zhou Cheng start the operation, Ding Dian still had a kind of laughter in his heart: Hey, aren't you very good? Let's see what you can do. The good Shonan University Affiliated Hospital will not wait, but you have to come to Magic City Nine
Abused in the courtyard.
And now, her thought is, is this really a junior brother? Why doesn't he look like him?
No wonder my 'old father' asked me to take good care of him.
However, this scene is very embarrassing now.
A layman watches the excitement, and an expert watches the door. Everyone present is a student or junior doctor under Lin Ziyuan's group. There is no layman, at least they are standing inside the threshold.
Looking at Zhou Cheng's operations, in terms of comprehensiveness, he can be regarded as a master.
How to take care of this???
Ding Dian was in a panic now. She didn't even dare to ask Zhou Cheng to hand over the operating handle to her after the operation, because she was afraid that Professor Lin Ziyuan or Associate Professor Du Kunning would suddenly decide to say, "Xiao Zhou, why don't you finish the operation!"
Because Ding Dian knew that with Zhou Cheng's current strength, it was very possible to complete this operation.
And the level of his solid foundation and the surprise he brought to Professor Lin Ziyuan would also become a trigger for Professor Lin Ziyuan's temporary change of heart.
In other words, Professor Lin Ziyuan may not 'love' her anymore, and has moved on to Zhou Cheng.
Ding Dian blinked.
Look at Zhou Cheng and Lin Ziyuan!
"Can you see the diagnosis?" Lin Ziyuan's tone changed from the harsh one before. It was not as fierce as before when handing over classes, and it was not as sharp as when he was teaching Han Xiaoming. The rest was completely kind.
"It should be PASTA!" Zhou Cheng looked at Professor Lin Ziyuan and stopped at the arthroscopy site.
The arthroscopy system has two operating systems. One system is the field of view of the arthroscope, and the other is the intraoperative operating site. Both operating systems have operating handles and various instruments connected to the operating handles.
Zhou Cheng didn't say anything to death and gave him enough room to admit his mistakes.
The main reason was that it was just the first time for him to meet Professor Lin Ziyuan, and he didn't know Professor Lin Ziyuan's temper. If it were Luo Yun, Zhou Cheng's tone might be more positive.
When Lin Ziyuan heard this, he nodded: "Okay, not bad, very good. It is an effective microscopic examination."
"Ding Dian, let me do the operation. Xiao Zhou, you go to the second assistant position." Lin Ziyuan has not yet moved on to someone else, but his kind tone is already showing such a trend.
"Okay." Ding Dian continued to respond in a soft lolita tone and nodded with a baby face, appearing very well-behaved.
But she also had a slightly aggrieved look in her eyes. In fact, her grievance was not considered grievance, but she felt unconvinced.
The position of senior sister is about to be lost, and she may soon become a classmate...
"Puncture needle, two threads." After Ding Dian finished speaking, he made a request to the handwashing nurse.
The handwashing nurse immediately handed the thing over, and Ding Dian immediately used the puncture needle to locate the anterior and posterior edges of the PASTA injury. Then he looked again from the subacromial space and found that the anterior and posterior edges were positioned very well.
Then, Ding Dian sent the planer in and changed the PASTA into the familiar full-thickness damage.
This is the rupture of the supraspinatus tendon in rotator cuff injuries.
During this process, both Lu Mo and Lin Ziyuan nodded frequently!
Lin Ziyuan stopped scolding, the crowd of onlookers stopped chasing away, and there was no longer fear on their faces...
It's just that at this moment, Han Xiaoming, the disposable blue hat on his head was wrinkled by the wrinkles on his forehead. He looked at Zhou Cheng and Ding Dian with complicated eyes, feeling a little bit inexplicable.
Lost!
Well, Ding Dian, a real student of Professor Lin Ziyuan, now in her third year of master's degree. She is talented and capable. She is a genius girl who he watched grow up. She is the 'treasure' of the department. It can also be said that he single-handedly brought her up.
of.
Ding Dianqing is better than his master. He is just a little bit disappointed, but more happy. After all, he has taught Ding Dian from a relatively ignorant little girl to the mature sports medicine doctor he is now.
He, as my mentor, deserves a lot of credit!
What the hell?
Now, I don’t know whether Ding Dian is an intern or a junior, but he comes as soon as he enters the department.
Brother, are you here to study or to play in the gym?
But playing gymnastics shouldn’t be the case. If you want to come to Magic City Ninth Hospital to play gymnastics, you have to be at least an old man in his fifties or sixties to have the slightest possibility. After all, Professor Lin Ziyuan is not a vegetarian!
It’s just that your skills are so good, why don’t you add ten more years???
Han Xiaoming even had some doubts. In the past, when he was called a little genius, others were teasing him. Now, any "cat or dog" who comes by can beat him!
The next surgery was a more conventional double outer row nail fixation of the rotator cuff injury.
The equipment at Modu Ninth Hospital is also relatively advanced, including rotator cuff puncture and suture needles, which can easily thread and tie sutures.
…
Soon, with the combined efforts of Ding Dian, Lin Ziyuan and Zhou Cheng, this surgery, which was not complicated and could be used as a teaching surgery, was completed.
After the operation, when I was about to help the patient get into bed, the patient's bedside doctor came up immediately. He said very politely: "Brother Cheng, you go and have a rest first. I'll just come and get into bed."
His tone was very soothing, affable, and full of respect.
Strength is the most important thing, and he seems to be accustomed to Zhou Cheng's excellence and is very competitive, so he takes the initiative to be polite to Zhou Cheng.
This consciousness is far more self-conscious than Zhang Zhengquan and Du Yanjun.
"I am Zheng Kangqiao, a graduate student. I am in my second year this year." Zheng Kangqiao then introduced himself very proactively.
"I'm Zhou Cheng. You can just call me Zhou Cheng or Xiao Zhou." Zhou Cheng felt that since he had just arrived, he had better not hesitate to accept the "honorific title" of being called brother.
This is not conducive to harmonious department relationships.
But Zheng Kangqiao lowered his voice and said: "I know, we have known it for a long time, Brother Cheng is awesome!"
"You are the first junior doctor in the past six months who asked Teacher Lin to stop cursing someone. Last time, you were a senior, and you were recognized and praised by Teacher Lin. However, in the process,
Ah, this senior brother was scolded a few times."
"But as soon as you came on stage, Teacher Lin's whole person changed. It's amazing, amazing."
While passing the patient, he gave a thumbs up, and then said: "If you have time, let's have a meal together and get to know each other. Brother Cheng will probably stay in the department for a longer time, right?"
Zheng Kangqiao wears glasses, and his skin is neither rough nor greasy. He looks more mature and stable, but in fact he is not very old. He is only twenty-five years old this year, which is slightly younger than Zhou Cheng.
It's just that he read it all the way up without any delay.
So he is younger than Zhou Cheng.
However, Zheng Kangqiao's words made Zhou Cheng a little bit murmuring.
This Zheng Kangqiao, a graduate student from the Ninth College of the Magic City, does not have the arrogance of good grades. Instead, he seems to be a smart person. He is different from those from the Hunan University who he met when he attended the annual meeting of Orthopedics of Hunan Province.
The funny graduate students in the Second Affiliated Hospital are worthy of comparison.
Who is it that spread the rumor that people with good grades are all nerds?
These people were able to get into Jiaotong University in Shanghai and go to graduate school. Their IQs are definitely not a problem, but they can also play around with people so well. They definitely have a bright future.
Zhou Cheng nodded and said, "Okay! Brother Kang Qiao! Let's have a chance together."
"It will take a few years." Zhou Cheng also answered Zheng Kangqiao's question in a different way.
"Then it's right to call him Brother Cheng." Zheng Kangqiao was stunned, and immediately understood that Zhou Cheng was not the kind of doctor who came to study for half a year or a year. I'm afraid he was a senior who was studying for a Ph.D., and he was only in his second year of master's degree.
"Brother Cheng, just call me Xiaoqiao. Everyone else calls me that way. There is also a Daqiao in our department. But they are all men."
"It's not particularly good-looking either. It's all about the ancients to support the scene." Zheng Kangqiao took the initiative to play around with his nickname and instantly narrowed the distance between him and Zhou Cheng.
Zhou Cheng secretly gave Zheng Kangqiao a thumbs up!
Brother, you are really a cruel person!
…
However, Zhou Cheng didn't have time to say anything more to Zheng Kangqiao. Ding Dian got off the stage and after washing his hands again, he found him and said to Zhou Cheng: "Xiao Zhou, our operation is over. I and I
Professor Lin took a leave of absence."
"Come out of the operating room with me."
Zhou Cheng was quite surprised: "Isn't our group's surgery not finished yet? We won't care about the next surgery?"
Zhou Cheng's footsteps still followed Ding Dian.
"Our group is divided into a total of four groups. In addition to the teacher above, each group also has a group leader. The group leader does not care about bed. I am the leader of one of the groups."
"After our group's surgery is over, we can actually all leave."
Ding Dian went on to explain: "In addition to clinical tasks, we each also have many scientific research tasks. It is impossible to stay in clinical work all day long. This is also the meaning of dividing into groups."
Hearing this, Zhou Cheng nodded and understood in his heart: "Senior sister, in other words, you have a team managing just a few patients here?"
"Isn't that the chance of getting started is very small?"
"Yes, everyone is waiting to learn, and there is no time to queue up. That is, the patients of themselves or their own group can have more operating opportunities during the operation. And if someone has scientific research tasks and cannot be separated, it will be very easy.
Just throw your own patients out."
"In this way, basically everyone of us can have more free time." Ding Dian replied, and then separated from Zhou Cheng, because the place she wanted to go was the girls' locker room.
The two agreed to meet at the door.
After Zhou Cheng said goodbye, he couldn't help but feel a little envious and lucky.
What kind of life does a regular training and graduate student here have? What kind of life did he spend in the Eighth Hospital before? Every day is basically filled with writing medical records, but the students here basically have enough time.
Go learn and enrich yourself.
Of course, it's also easy to fall.
If you don’t want to come, someone will do things for you. If you don’t want to study, someone will take your opportunity to study.
There are too many monks and too little rice, whether you like to study or not.
If there are no such mandatory regulations, then extremely strong consciousness is required.
Then, the patients each person is responsible for will be more in-depth and detailed. One person can only take care of two beds at most, and can have enough time to check the literature and check various research progress.
From the moment you enroll in school, from the moment you manage the bed, you will begin to be exposed to all the research progress of this case.
It is equivalent to letting you see where the ceiling is in the first session, and then you slowly explore it yourself, and everyone discusses how to reach the ceiling and how to break this routine, such a learning atmosphere.
The academic, academic, and learning atmosphere is so strong.
If everyone is like this, everyone's knowledge will become broader and thicker. A rising tide will lift all boats, and a drop of water will penetrate a rock.
Under the influence of what we hear and see, the accumulated gap will become even wider.
If it can continue like this, then the Eighth Hospital of Shashi will never be able to catch up with the Ninth Hospital of Magic City!
In a place like this, if everyone is like this, it will save a lot of time searching for literature, because even when you are doing rounds on the ward, you will learn about the research progress of patients in charge of others. It is best to
treatment methods.
It is also an opportunity to learn. It is equivalent to everyone learning together and helping you learn together.
It’s time for him to realize that he is a pig.
Zhou Cheng is really glad that he is here!
However, Zhou Cheng also knows that even in such an environment, the gap will widen, which is a reflection of the level of qualifications.
With the same study time and environment, if you have good qualifications, you will accumulate more.
With high efficiency and equal time, it is inevitable to gradually widen the gap.
In his own words, if it were based solely on strength?
Zhou Cheng was a little scared and guilty.
Without this simulator, Zhou Cheng felt that he might be beaten by Zheng Kangqiao soon. After all, his previous science scores were good, but could Zheng Kangqiao be bad?
I'm afraid not.
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After meeting up with Ding Dian, Ding Dian changed back into his casual clothes. Zhou Cheng didn't have time to take a closer look, so he just followed Ding Dian.
Zhou Cheng noticed that Ding Dian seemed to have become more restrained, not as out-of-the-box as yesterday, and even restrained his voice a little.
Said: "The place I am taking you to now is the laboratory of our scientific research team. Our scientific research team is not in the same laboratory as the other groups in our group."
"Including graduate students in our department, etc., so whatever you see later, you are not allowed to tell others. I will copy some data to you."
"Just call me Ding Dian, you should be the same age as me." Ding Dian suddenly turned around and asked Zhou Cheng to change the title.
Mainly, Ding Dian felt a little guilty. If Zhou Cheng, the senior sister, decided to call her senior sister, she would definitely call her that way in the future. However, professionally, she no longer had the absolute confidence to be Zhou Cheng's senior sister.
Although this is a fact, Zhou Cheng still said: "No, Senior Sister Ding, you entered school earlier than me. If I don't follow the rules, others will call me, it's just a title."
"And in the future, there will definitely be a lot of things that I need to learn from you, senior sister."
Say your honorific more and be more polite, and you won't be short of weight or lose a piece of meat.
Don't hit someone with a smiling face. This principle is true all over the world.
Ding Dian was silent for a while, and then said: "It's up to you."
"Actually, the main reason why I offered to take you with me for a while is to help you complete your preparation before entering school. Because your current scientific research background is too weak, and you have never published any articles, right?"
Zhou Cheng shook his head, and suddenly he smelled something was wrong. It seemed that he insisted on calling me Senior Sister just now, and it was a benefit.
"No, senior sister, I have been training before."
Ding Dian continued to nod: "I know, it is precisely because of this that I need to polish you a little more. I want you to post a few articles. It is already early December. Before you officially enroll next year, you must have at least two SCI papers. .”
"It is best to have two papers, that is, article type. It can also be one article and a review, or a meta-analysis, or a biographical article."
"Because only in this way can you get this quota and get it legitimately."
"Professor Ding said he wanted me to help you." Ding Dian's tone suddenly became a little complicated.
It doesn't matter that the emotions are complicated. The most important thing is Ding Dian's lolita sound. Putting it this way, it seems that Zhou Cheng bullied Ding Dian, but he was wronged, so wronged that it was pitiful. The people next to him couldn't help but look at him with side effects. His eyes warned Zhou Cheng.
Be careful, kid.
Zhou Cheng's body trembled slightly, and then he said: "Thank you, senior sister, and thank you Professor Ding."
The Professor Ding mentioned by Ding Dian must be Ding Changle.
Hearing this, Zhou Cheng was really ashamed.
Ding Changle is Ding Changle, he is just Zhou Cheng. He and Ding Changle are not relatives, and he has not yet stayed at Xiangnan University, and there is no teacher-teacher relationship, but Ding Changle still speaks like Ding Dian for his sake.
This love, no matter what, Zhou Chengdu couldn't find a reason or relationship to carry it.
Zhou Cheng also understood why Ding Dian joked with him yesterday. It was probably because he was complaining about Ding Changle. Just using her instinctive voice to correct himself a little was considered light.
Professor Ding Changle’s kindness must be remembered in our hearts.
Ding Dian then asked: "How are your statistics and epidemiology? Do you have a certain understanding of them?"
"It's okay, I can learn slowly." Zhou Cheng didn't know what his level was. Anyway, he had obtained medical statistics (proficient) and medical epidemiology (proficient) from the previous simulation world. after.
He felt that it would not be difficult to deal with ordinary articles.
"Well, you have to learn it. If you want to write an article, it's best to learn a tool from R language or Python to process data for writing articles."
"I still have some detailed data on the subject that I can use for you. Posting a high-scoring article will definitely not be enough, but posting a five- or six-point article should still be feasible." Ding Dian continued.
Ding Dian's words made Zhou Cheng roll his eyes.
What is an article with a score of five or six and not a high-scoring article? Sister, are you really a girl who doesn’t know the skills of a hungry man?
Can an article with a score of 50 or 6 be called a small article?
This is equivalent to Ding Dian giving him the data for the article for free.
Basic data is the backbone of an article, and discussion is its soul!
As Zhou Cheng, who has read a lot of literature, he still understands these basic situations.
"Thank you, senior sister. I will study as soon as possible and give you the article as soon as possible."
"By the way, senior sister, do I still have to come to the department with you tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?" Zhou Cheng asked again.
He is most interested in clinical practice, but Ding Dian's arrangements are definitely reasonable.
"You'd better come, otherwise, Professor Lin will probably have to ask me where you went tomorrow."
When Ding Dian said this, he was a little hesitant. Originally, according to her arrangement, Zhou Cheng would not show up in the department and just write articles for a period of time. However, she did not expect that on the first morning when Zhou Chengcai came, he would be beaten by Professor Lin Ziyuan and
Everyone remembers it.
It is estimated that this memory is deeper than when she first came to the department.
However, it would be a pity for a talent like Zhou Cheng to just write articles. Maybe Zhou Cheng can also write some clinical articles to increase his resume...
"If you have any difficulties while writing the article, please contact me."
"And don't stay in the laboratory for a long time. If others ask you where the experimental data came from, just say that I arranged for you to do it in a small laboratory. In fact, basically no one will ask."
"After all, you are Teacher Zeng's student, and no one dares to ask. Hehe." Ding Dian laughed, and it was a bit pretty...