After class, Zhou Cheng, whose mentality was already quite Buddhist, almost couldn't help but want to go berserk. He couldn't help it! These guys!
He really hoped that a group of undergraduates could be created by himself, but Zhou Cheng also knew that this was impossible. No one dared to let them be his test subjects, and he would not choose this way.
Of course, Zhou Cheng also thought about whether it was his own teaching problem. Then, he went to observe other subjects of these students. In these classes, Zhou Cheng gained a lot of knowledge.
Sleeping, yes, those are all very elegant, some watching A secretly, and some hugging and sitting in front of the teacher, secretly playing exciting games.
Zhou Cheng even felt that Zhang Zhengquan, the most skilled player around him, might not be as skilled as them!
"Is there something wrong with your expression today?" An Ruo got off work early today, so she arrived at home early to prepare ingredients. As soon as she cut the potatoes into shreds, she noticed that Zhou Cheng came back with a stiff and fake smile.
"An Ruo, I suddenly realized that no matter what we encounter, we must be optimistic and positive. There is no need to be angry. There is no need to be angry."
An Ruo looked at Zhou Cheng, who was almost stunned, and suggested: "Zhou Cheng, why don't you stop engaging in those teaching theories? It's not necessary. Why not just be a doctor?"
"Okay! Very good, it must be very good. But I can't resign midway. I have to finish this semester." Zhou Cheng replied.
Now, he really regrets that he took the initiative to ask his teacher to banish himself to that cage, where he was tortured every day by those boys and girls who were clearly in their prime. A whole class of about 150 people,
There are only four or five people studying!
Zhou Cheng and An Ruo were talking, and Zhou Cheng's phone vibrated: "Teacher Zhou, I seem to understand a little bit about what the suturing technique you mentioned looks like and feels after reaching the proficiency level."
"Oh, it's good to have a feel for it, then practice slowly. Suturing is the foundation of the basics of surgery." The person who sent the message was a student, a boy from Class 3. He was short and had dark skin.
He is the kind of person who was ignorant in middle and high school and failed to get into a good university. After graduation, he followed his father to work outside for a month. After suffering a lot, he turned back.
My qualifications are average, but I am diligent enough. However, even though I am diligent, my foundation is still too weak under the cramming education in a vocational college.
Now that I am only a sophomore in college, I have already begun to learn about women and children in order to prepare for internship!
"At the same time, when practicing incision, you should also look at the anatomy accordingly." Zhou Cheng explained.
"Teacher Zhou, should we look at local anatomy or systemic anatomy?" Lin Chong wrote back. He has the same name as the leopard head in Water Margin.
"Surgical anatomy, buy a copy online." Zhou Cheng actually felt sorry for this child. He obviously learned something in four years, but it must be filled up in two years, so what he can absorb and accept is really limited.
"Okay, thank you, Teacher Zhou." Lin Chong replied politely.
After An Ruo saw that Zhou Cheng had finished sending the message, she took the initiative to let the kitchen out and said, "I've finished cutting the vegetables here, do you want to fry them? Or should I cook the dark dishes?"
An Ruo asked straightforwardly. She learned how to cut vegetables slowly from Lu Chengcai. She may have also practiced surgical incision, so it is not difficult to master the knife skills.
It's just the taste of stir-fried vegetables. It's a bit praiseworthy to say it's dark cuisine.
"Thank you for your hard work. Lin Chong just sent me a message. He said that he has begun to master the proficiency level of suturing. I plan to test him next time." Zhou Cheng replied.
"Chef, please!" An Ruo opened her hands in a very natural arc.
Zhou Cheng hugged him and then quickly let go.
Just a stir-fried pork with chili, a shredded potato, and a stir-fried baby cabbage, it's very simple.
After the food was on the table, Anruo was carrying the bowl and said, "Zhou Cheng, my mother called me yesterday. She said that we can start preparing for the wedding photos. When do you think we can go and compare them?"
suitable
ah?"
"I prefer taking pictures of snow scenes, but it's a bit cold, what if?"
"If we can't go too far, let's go to Tianmen Mountain to shoot?"
"Aren't you afraid of the cold?" Zhou Cheng asked An Ruo. An Ruo was the most afraid of the cold.
"I'm not afraid." An Ruo thought for a while, but still strengthened her determination.
"It's best not to catch a cold by then," Zhou Cheng said.
Maybe women are weird creatures. It’s cold in spring and autumn, but not so cold in winter. My legs are not cold when my hands are cold, my neck and shoulders are not cold when my feet are cold...
"Don't worry, it won't happen. I will pay attention." An Ruo still thinks that shooting snow scenes is her favorite scene, but she is not in a hurry. The wedding date mentioned at home is tomorrow in May or June. That season is more suitable.
Wear a wedding dress.
An Ruo then asked: "Zhou Cheng, when will you return to clinical practice? You won't just keep teaching off-duty, right?"
Zhou Cheng has been out of clinical practice for more than a month, nearly two months.
It may be that they are unaware of what is going on in the department. Nowadays, most departments are not feeling well. For some unknown reason, centralized procurement has been further implemented, and the indications for use of all drugs are strictly controlled.
There are also some commonly used drugs that have also disappeared from traditional Chinese medicine hospitals.
Although this process is slow, Anruo still pays attention to it very clearly.
A more important thing is that among the projects An Ruo is working on, there is a kind of drug that can only be replaced by domestically produced drugs. An Ruo doesn't know whether it can pass the editor's review in the end.
"Definitely not. It's just that I'm definitely not suitable to stay in clinical practice right now. I happen to have something I want to do, so I'll do it outside of work."
"Although I am teaching, I am actually learning by myself. Teaching is one." Zhou Cheng said with deep eyes.
Although those people brought endless pain to Zhou Cheng, their confused situation made Zhou Cheng even more convinced that he must create something so that those who really want to learn would not feel confused.
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People who don't want to learn, no matter what, they must have their own way of survival. Don't take the path of being a doctor and harm other people.
An Ruo continued: "Zhou Cheng, I heard from Shiyu a few days ago that Yang Yifeng was recently hospitalized due to exhaustion. She sent me a message privately, saying that she hoped you could come forward and help Yang Yifeng.
Can you take over his job for a while?"
"For the past few days, Yang Yifeng is still in the ward and continues to work despite being sick."
Zhou Cheng sniffed when he heard this, his eyes and tone were all playful: "Shouldn't you give some advice to your best friend? Yang Yifeng is so tired, and he still goes to the city for a run."
"Don't think about inappropriate things. We are talking about business." An Ruo raised her chopsticks to threaten, but she stopped blushing.
She can now understand what Zhou Cheng is implying, and she is also experienced.
"What I'm talking about is business. It's not that I don't want to help, but that I'm not in a good position right now and can't appear in the department, let alone have direct contact with any topics." Zhou Cheng shook his head at An Ruo and explained.
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"Why?" An Ruo was puzzled.
Is Yang Yifeng a normal person?
An Ruo now feels that Yang Yifeng is too arrogant and not a normal person. But as a friend of Zhou Cheng and a person who does things, Yang Yifeng is really top-notch!
It's just that ordinary people can't enter Yang Yifeng's vision.
Such a person is now hospitalized due to exhaustion, and Zhou Cheng still doesn't go to help. He spends all day in the medical school, just like touring the mountains and rivers. This is still a bit inappropriate.
"Because I have other things to do, not just teaching," Zhou Cheng said.
"Otherwise, do you think Yang Yifeng wouldn't take the initiative to mention this kind of thing to me?"
"Then what are you doing?" An Ruo was stunned and began to doubt life again. She was sure that Zhou Cheng was secretly doing something extraordinary.
"I'm waiting!"
"What are you waiting for? Don't tell me, you are waiting
Zhang Zhengquan? Don't think that I really don't know where you went with him last time. I just don't want to tell you." An Ruo was as angry as a frog.
This was also the first time she spilled the beans.
Zhou Cheng was stunned for a moment, but it was not a sign of guilt, so he confessed: "Quan Zi and I were originally going to sing. Is there anything we don't know that we shouldn't say?"
"An Ruo, I'm waiting for something to happen, and this thing is expected to come soon!"
"I have a hunch that it will be this month. We must guard against it." Zhou Cheng said with a sharp look.
There are some things that An Ruo doesn't know, but Zhou Cheng knows in his heart that after people like Lu Qianzhou move from abroad to China, others may not notice it for the first time, but there will always be times when they find out.
At this time, a very big confrontation will take place. For such a confrontation, we must go all out and all our strength must be dormant.
"Is there anything more serious than the many changes that are happening in clinical practice now? More important than the subject of the basic anatomy theory system that Yang Yifeng did? "An Ruo became unhappy when she saw Zhou Cheng was trying to get away with her.
stand up.
It had been a long, long time since Zhou Cheng had hid anything from her, but precisely because of this, An Ruo knew that the more Zhou Cheng hid it from her, the more important this matter would become.
"Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature. Once you see the survival rate and death rate from a broader perspective and feel it is acceptable, as long as there are no huge jumps or fluctuations."
"Then it's all acceptable."
Zhou Cheng's eyes gradually froze, and even his tone became expressionless: "In fact, in essence, the weak do not conform to the eight words of natural selection and survival of the fittest."
"Sick people are also a type of weak people. The only difference is that one kind dies of illness and the other recovers from illness."
"Those who can recover will start over again. If they cannot recover, they will gradually die of illness. They have invested too much, hundreds of thousands, millions, and millions, and they still cannot return to normal. If you want to change your life, you are going against nature. This kind of rebellion.
God, this is actually treasonous. As a doctor, you have to understand this."
An Ruo's face began to turn pale, and she even stopped eating and chewing. She looked at Zhou Cheng in disbelief, feeling that Zhou Cheng at this time was particularly strange, as if he was someone he had never seen before.
.
Treating illnesses and saving lives, healing and saving lives, this is the belief that Anruo has always insisted on, but it was suddenly broken.
Even if this is Zhou Cheng, An Ruo thinks it's not okay: "Zhou Cheng, what are you talking about?"
"Alas!" Zhou Cheng finally sighed and said.
"I just suddenly felt this way. This was not said by me, but by a professor from the Second Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University who had been in contact with me before. I think it makes sense."
"Then? Then? You can't say that?" An Ruo couldn't find a reason to refute, but her faith had slowly begun to collapse.
Does what Zhou Cheng said make sense?
Of course it makes sense, everything that can be cured has been cured, and those that cannot be cured, even if you invest a lot, it is just one more patient in the end. For a few people, they have their own roles and belong to the happiness of family.
But for a larger environment, this is a patient.
At a higher level, maybe he is just a life form without labor force...
"An Ruo, I think that as doctors, we should understand that we need to understand and transcend the essence of the disease, rather than beautifying it or jumping around it."
"Some words are meant for people who don't know what to do, and some unreasonable demands must be made by people who don't know what to do."
"Those who are truly knowledgeable should know that we doctors are actually constantly mediating with diseases at the cognitive level. Do you want to reach a dimension where the two can fight against each other?"
"I'm not belittling myself, we may not be favored by them yet." Zhou Cheng said with a smile.
"Zhou Cheng, what does this mean?" An Ruo asked nervously.
"install
If so, you must have discovered that our current situation is actually controlled by others. At least in the medical field, the more they evacuate and the more thorough they are, the more difficult our situation will be from a big data perspective
.”
"But in fact, the things they removed are just tools for us to mediate with pathology. The tools are man-made and can be replaced!"
"Only with a deeper understanding can we completely break the current cage and framework."
"For example, before you have a deep understanding of a disease, the framework and pathology are formulated by some people. When you can break the original framework, then a new order will be established."
"And in this process of breaking and not breaking, something will definitely happen, and big things will happen. There will be some unpleasant things and impacts."
An Ruo was thoughtful, she didn't quite understand it, but it seemed to be quite high-ranking, but also sounded dangerous.
…
The next day!
Morning, five o'clock.
Zhou Chengcheng was woken up by a phone call, and An Ruo was also woken up at the same time!
However, after opening her eyes and hearing clearly that it was not an alarm clock, Anruo got into bed again and continued to sleep soundly before the alarm clock rang...
"Yi Feng? What's the matter? I heard you were hospitalized, are you okay?" Zhou Cheng asked quickly.
"They are coming. They are coming too!" Yang Yifeng's tone was somewhat cold.
"What?"
"I'll send you an article, please read it."
Then, Yang Yifeng recommended a paper to Zhou Cheng through WeChat!
There is only the title, the author of the article, and the content of the journal to which the article was submitted. Then the author's name and mailing address.
"Reinterpretation of basic anatomy and related research on the connection between classic meridian theory and basic anatomy"!
After the author's name is translated, they are:
"Morita Matsushita, Li Hongrui, Misil..." respectively belong to R country/Kimchi country and the United States.
"When did this happen?" Zhou Cheng actually didn't want to believe that such a thing would happen at this moment, in front of his eyes, but this article already represented everything.
In China, the current difficulties faced by the medical community are not only caused by external factors, but also internal factors.
This was an aggressive infiltration. Perhaps, he did not do it for betrayal, but just for profit. After giving enough benefits, he sold the subject belonging to China and the corresponding data.
After selling, not only is the trump card against the current predicament gone, but it will also become a grandson again, spending a large amount of money to store other people's things. It is also very likely that other people planned to discard them ten years ago and then sell them again.
s things!
They can get some money.
"Collecting, sorting, and summarizing data into articles is not something that can be done in a short time. Someone must have started leaking it from the beginning!"
"Teacher Lu Qianzhou is right to be worried!" Yang Yifeng replied.
Although the article was published last night, the data leakage must not have happened last night!
"Have you found out who it is?" Zhou Cheng asked coldly.
"There is no conclusion yet, but there is already a certain range."
Yang Yifeng took a deep breath, and then couldn't help but ask: "Zhou Cheng, how did you anticipate this step? You were at least half a year in advance?"
The simulator told me.
Zhou Cheng already had this answer in his mind, but he just said: "You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the intention of guarding against others. A gentleman does not set up a dangerous wall. He has done many similar things, so it is always better to leave some
Mind-set."
"I hope it's not those people, otherwise it would be a bit sad."
Yang Yifeng knew who Zhou Cheng was referring to. They were none other than those familiar to Zhou Cheng. However, Yang Yifeng was not sure. Driven by such huge interests, whether someone wanted to be shameless or not
gained fame.
"After the meeting tomorrow, we should
I have some clues.”
"Brother Zhou Cheng, are you going to start closing the net now?" Yang Yifeng asked with slight admiration at this moment.
Zhou Cheng shook his head: "What kind of net should we close now? We haven't cast the net yet! Don't worry."
"At the critical moment, there will be tall men coming to close the net." Zhou Cheng yawned.