Chapter 519 Paper

Feng Na took Huzi home.

Jiang Xiaoxiao continued his study career.

In the office.

Song Qingyun looked at the paper in his hand.

Not only him, but several directors also have a share.

In the latest issue of The Lancet, he was so excited that he could not hold back the paper that Jiang Xiaoxiao had given him last time and sent it to others.

I was pleasantly surprised after I sent it.

Now I actually have this harvest.

Jiang Xiaoxiao’s paper was published in The Lancet.

What a credit to their medical university.

Not even their professors have such an honor.

Having your article published in The Lancet is something that many people only dream of.

Jiang Xiaoxiao is here now.

Anyone who has anything to do with medicine has heard of the journal "The Lancet".

Not to mention those who are studying medicine, even some patients who have been ill for a long time have heard of it.

Many people have even read the above articles or read translations and comments in order to seek information on treating diseases.

This kind of honor is not given to ordinary people.

Although he did not use Jiang Xiaoxiao's original name when submitting the article, but instead used the pen name Daofeng, the effect is the same.

The blade is not just a surgical knife.

Jiang Xiaoxiao's paper on brain surgery has opened up a new way of thinking about surgery. It is a huge innovation for patients and doctors, and will also have great achievements.

Song Qingyun was so excited, holding the magazine there with a proud expression on his face.

This is a great joy.

Just about to go out to announce the good news.

Vice President Jia walked in.

"Old Song, where are you going? I have something to do with you."

Pulling Song Qingyun, he directly pulled the person back with a smile on his face.

It's not easy for Song Qingyun to leave.

"Deputy Dean Jia, a student's paper has been published in The Lancet. I am about to inform her and report to the dean! This is the glory of our medical university.

What's the matter with you? "

Vice President Jia hesitated, Song Qingyun's words made him look a little embarrassed.

Song Qingyun was a little strange. Vice President Jia's expression seemed to be related to him.

"Deputy Dean, please tell me if you have anything to say. Is there anything you need my help with?"

Vice President Jia had always been very close to him, and it was rare for him to ask for help.

Song Qingyun thought there was something difficult to talk about.

There are many things in life that are difficult for people to talk about, such as borrowing money, going through the back door, or asking for help.

Song Qingyun has never suffered from this in his life! But that doesn't mean others are the same as him.

He is still very considerate of his friends.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to have so many friends and students in medical school.

Vice President Jia looked at Song Qingyun, "Qingyun! I have something to ask you, but I'm afraid you won't agree."

Song Qingyun was surprised. Jia Xiangqian had always been happy and cheerful, not a hesitant person.

"Vice Dean! Just tell me, if you can help me, I will definitely help."

Song Qingyun has always been happy.

There are very few things that the Song family cannot do.

As long as it doesn't violate the general principles, Song Qingyun will help.

Jia Xiangqian was delighted, "Old Song, you can really help me with this matter, really. You also know that I have a nephew who is now a teacher in the clinical specialty of our medical school. After so many years of professional title, what do you want to do further? , and never got what he wanted.

I am almost forty years old. You know my age. I will retire soon. Once I retire, I am afraid it will be more difficult for Jia Zuo to get a professional title in the future. "

Song Qingyun nodded. He knew about this. Jia Zuo was indeed an embarrassing existence in their medical school. He had no academic research results and other things were average.

It was a bit difficult for someone like Jia Zuo to really become a teacher, but it was a pity that he chose the wrong direction.

In addition, Jia Zuo is different from ordinary teachers, and he is a bit careless.

Everyone in the hospital was a little worried for Dean Jia Fu. Meeting such a nephew was like mud that could not hold up the wall.

The papers published in recent years are actually clichés, old wine in new bottles.

I don’t have any new research results at all. Of course, I am also the kind of person who doesn’t put in any effort in terms of professional knowledge.

The students are also very unhappy with this teacher.

The classes are basically formal and follow the instructions without teaching any practical things to the students, which gives the students a headache.

If it weren't for Vice President Jia's presence, the school would have transferred Jia Zuo long ago.

Vice President Jia is indeed retiring.

"Old Jia, I'm not talking about you. I won't hide our friendship for so many years. If anything happens, your nephew should just be transferred away. In his situation, it's better to work as a logistics department in the medical unit below. of.

It is also better than the current position of professor as a vocational teacher. The logistics department does not require such strong professional knowledge. As long as the work is managed well by the superiors and subordinates, there is actually a lot of room for excellence.

Why waste time here? It’s not like you don’t know that those of us who are teachers and professors will have a hard time getting promoted in the future if we don’t make progress in our professional titles. But this thing cannot be achieved by relying on casual connections.

I can't write those professional knowledge papers for him. I can help him find someone to smooth the relationship, but I can't find someone to force him to bring in his professional knowledge. This aspect is his flaw, it would be better to let him make some achievements in other places.

I see that your nephew is quite a good person. In that case, why do you have to let him take this path? "

Song Qingyun spoke from the bottom of his heart.

Jia Zuo is not his relative. If he was, he would have transferred him away long ago and would not let him stay here any longer. Not to mention his grades, but also wasting time.

Vice Dean Jia blushed, "That's what you said, but you also know that he is already in his forties. Now it's up to you to transfer him to a certain unit and let him start over, slowly climbing up from the bottom, and he will have to retire before he climbs up.

I just wanted to see if I could give him a chance before I left. Promote him to a higher position, at least to a professor."

Song Qingyun smiled, "The problem is that I can't help him with this. You know that to be promoted to a professor, you must have constructive papers published in famous journals and recognized by experts. You are not asking me to write a paper for your nephew, are you?"

Song Qingyun knew that Vice Dean Jia would definitely not let him be a ghostwriter.

If he let someone of his status be a ghostwriter, his nephew would die quickly.

Even if he wanted to find a ghostwriter, he would probably find a student under him to plagiarize other people's papers.

Vice President Jia discussed this matter with me in a big way. This is a problem. Isn't he afraid that I will expose him?

Song Qingyun is still a little noble in his bones. People in their Song family don't need to manage this. For him, academic papers are a means for a person to identify his own achievements. How can he just give his things to others for free?

He would not be willing to take the responsibility if he were put in this position. If someone really dares to do this, he will certainly report it.

This is disrespect for medicine. It's okay if you falsify other disciplines, but how can you falsify this in medicine? It's irresponsible to patients.

It's also irresponsible to the general public.

It's even more irresponsible to all the students below.