It is indeed difficult to publish in The Lancet, but this is by no means the first time that a Chinese has published in The Lancet, otherwise Professor Ouyang would not be able to become a reviewer.
But as the person said, the promotional draft is really unique to Scorpion.
Even if the promotional material is not highly academic, it is an unprecedented experience and is worthy of admiration.
Furthermore.
Publishing a promotional release is not of academic significance, but of recognition of industry status. Westerners oppose racial discrimination every day, but in fact they are the ones who suffer the most serious racial discrimination.
Professor Ouyang is amazing enough, right? But he has never published any promotional materials!
What is this called?
Exclusive!
Therefore, the news that a Chinese person is jointly the first author in the new issue is on the front page of the Lancet promotional article is exciting enough.
Upon hearing this, Lao Wang, the chief physician of the Department of Orthopedics, also became excited: "Well, tell me after reading this, so that we in the Department of Orthopedics can also pay our respects."
"I can't make the decision. I guess when I go back, Director Gao from outside 1 will have to make trouble." With that said, the man left, watching as he walked, it was really aggravation.
Lao Wang couldn't laugh or cry, "Look at his awesomeness. If I were a foreigner, I would fight with him."
Bai Mingming was also slightly in a trance, and just came back to his senses: "If this is really the case, then I will have to look for it when I get back... Do you think it is true, Teacher Xiao Zhou?"
Teacher Xiao Zhou blushed for some reason...
When they saw each other, they were both shocked, "Hey, why is Dr. Zhou's face so red? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, it looked fine to me just now. Don't scare us!"
How can Zhou Sheng dare to tell the truth?
And he himself actually felt strange. It was obviously something to be proud of, so why should he be embarrassed? Maybe it was because he didn't write the paper, but Delia took it and listed him as the first author?
Zhou Sheng explained: "The temperature difference is that the library has heating but no ventilation."
"Oh, let's go quickly. I also feel that it's stuffy here. It smells like ink." Lao Wang led the way.
After walking out of the door and feeling the cool breeze, Zhou Sheng's condition finally eased.
Bai Mingming also complained: "Hey, why hasn't the weather stopped yet this year? Spring is almost here."
afternoon.
The two continued to stay in the orthopedics department.
But they actually talked about everything that should be done in the morning. They couldn't do the surgery, treatment or odd jobs. The orthopedics department couldn't let two customers do it, right? So Zhou Shengsheng and Bai Mingming were quite confused.
Measured.
Director Jia also realized that something was wrong, so he assigned another task during off-duty hours: "In the past few days, after get off work, we will come to a department to summarize. We will talk about today's treatment issues and brainstorm."
Honestly, what’s there to brainstorm?
Just because the two of them are too bored, I want to help find something to do so that it won't cause any embarrassment.
Zhou Sheng really wanted to ask if he could have the surgery, but depending on what the other person wanted, it was a matter of high stakes. I'm afraid asking would make it difficult for them. After all, it was just communication...
At first, I thought a little too much.
It’s time to get off work.
Director Jia also offered to take them to their residence, but Zhou Sheng rejected it in the end: "We'd better go back to Qinzhong. It's convenient to drive here."
"Ah? They came by car!" Waiting for Director Jia to send people to the car, he muttered in his heart again...
Benz!
It's different if you have a mine at home.
The old man who charged the parking fee came to collect the money, but Director Jia sent him away with a word. The half-day hospital also cooperated with the parking fee.
"If you insist, then I won't keep you here. It's really uncomfortable to stay in a hotel. I'll say hello to the concierge tomorrow and you can drive directly to the hospital. Then you can come back later. There's no need to rush here..."
"
"Oh, if I had known you guys had to leave at night, I could have left work earlier."
Sure enough, Bai Mingming was right when he arrived.
It's okay to arrive late and return early.
After all, it is an informal communication job, and there is no overlapping of work responsibilities.
They said goodbye to Director Jia and returned.
He didn't do anything all day, but he still felt very tired. Bai Mingming said: "You are just a cheap person. You are so busy that you feel sleepy when you are idle. You might as well go to work hard."
"Besides, I don't feel comfortable staying at Zhou County Orthopedics. You're okay, you can talk about everything."
I felt depressed all my life on Monday, and the more we talked, the more itchy my hands became. It would be better to follow the procedure step by step at the central hospital, and enjoy being able to get an operation from Director Jiang from time to time.
As for the sense of superiority that was praised at a young age, Zhou Yisheng didn't care at all.
In just one day, they were persuaded to leave.
"Okay, let's stay for another two days. Then I'll tell Director Jiang and we'll go back."
Bai Mingming nodded: "Okay, you can tell me when the time comes that you have a good relationship with the director."
…
The next day.
The two set off a little later. They reached a consensus with Director Jia yesterday that they didn't want to go too early.
They each had breakfast at home, which satisfied Bai Mingming's need to save food. But if nothing unexpected happens, the two of them will go there for another day tomorrow and return to work the day after tomorrow.
When we arrived at Zhouxian Hospital, the parking spaces were still full, but the concierge let them in after looking at the license plate and the Mercedes-Benz logo. He also raised his hands to signal the two of them. Director Jia should have said hello.
We arrived at the Department of Orthopedics with ease and went straight into the office. We were greeted by a group of people who were half-familiar to us. There were a few people whose names we didn't even know by heart.
When everyone has arrived, the two of them will go to the ward round and return to the office to discuss the condition. The two of them will also watch. Sometimes Zhou Yisheng can make some suggestions, but he can't talk in depth, and just stick to the point.
Bai Mingming was just blind and drowsy. He originally wanted to chat with the nurse, but the orthopedics department was really busy, the wards were full, and the extra beds were crowded in the corridors. The nurses were walking back and forth without touching the ground, so he just wanted to talk.
Absolutely no intention of making jokes.
During lunch, the two looked at each other repeatedly, and there seemed to be a sense of resolution.
In the end, it was Mr. Zhou who said first: "Otherwise, when I go back in the evening, I will tell the director that we can go back?"
"I think it's possible, but I really can't stand it any longer." Bai Mingming was on the verge of crying, "Do you know that feeling when you're so bored that you want to sleep but don't dare to sleep? It's like dozing off in a class you don't like when you were a kid. It's hard.
Thumbs up."
Having made a decision, the two of them gathered their spirits and prepared to stand for the last shift today. They would not come tomorrow at all.
In the afternoon, at half past one, it's still early to go to work.
Suddenly, the siren of an ambulance sounded from downstairs, causing Zhou Sheng and Bai Mingming to stand up subconsciously. Their movement shocked the others.
It took several seconds for them to react, "Haha, we thought we were in the emergency room, conditioned reflex, conditioned reflex..."
Everyone smiled knowingly, not disdainfully, but just found it interesting.
Most people have been in emergency rooms during their rotation, so they can probably understand their state of mental stress.
But.
Just ten minutes later, a middle-aged man came from the emergency department and strode in: "Old Jia, Old Jia...hey, where is your Director Jia?"
Everyone looked sideways and said hello quickly: "Director Chen, Director Jia should go home for a lunch break at noon."
"Oops, this old doctor! Call us right now. We have serious patients in car accidents, comminuted rib fractures, and perforations of multiple organs such as the stomach and intestines. We can't handle it in the emergency department. We need your orthopedic department to conduct a joint consultation with 1 and 2 foreign hospitals!"