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Chapter 18: The Enormous Skeleton (Please add to your favorites and read on!)

Four ounces was the amount Fang Ziye drank at his teacher's house for a mini Teacher's Day celebration.

Yuan Weihong brought two bottles of wine, with eight ounces left. Fang Ziye packed up the bottles and took them back to drink next time.

Yuan Weihong took the gifts and left by taxi, but it is estimated that he did not go home, but went to see his teacher's wife and Xiaoqi.

Yuan Weihong's daughter was born on the seventh day of the lunar month, so her nickname was Xiaoqi (Little Seven).

After Yuan Weihong left, Jie Han's expression turned somber: "Senior brother, is the doctoral admission process at our hospital this competitive? Even with your current level of publications and professional skills, you still haven't been accepted?"

Jie Han is rather thin with fair skin and still looks quite young. When he speaks, the mole at the corner of his right eye flashes, giving him a slightly goofy look.

His expression was one of genuine shock.

Jie Han is not in his third year of master's studies and does not face the same meticulous pressure of further education as Fang Ziye, so he is unaware of the specific details of doctoral admissions.

But all I felt was that it was a high-quality SCI paper in a first-tier journal, and it was even a research paper.

Despite possessing operational skills that surpassed those of his classmates in the same year, he was completely denied the opportunity to study in this college!

With his supervisor not being a doctoral advisor, how could he have become so rootless and adrift? This made Jie Han feel as if he could see his own future struggles and hardships.

"Studying is a matter of master and apprentice, and the master-apprentice relationship depends on fate," Fang Ziye replied, glancing sideways at his junior brother.

Then the two parted ways.

The next day was September 10th, a Sunday.

Sunday ward rounds are relatively simple and casual; Jie Han doesn't even need to go to the department.

There was nothing to do, and besides, it was Professor Deng Yong's Teachers' Day dinner tonight...

That's a much larger scale.

Professor Deng Yong sat in the main seat. Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan, who worked with Professor Deng Yong in the clinical department, and Associate Professor Hong Zili, who worked with Professor Deng Yong in his laboratory, were also present at the dinner.

Naturally, their students were also in the large private room, waiting for Professor Deng Yong to lead the way with three drinks before heading to the smaller private room next door for their master's students to eat...

Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan doesn't spend a lot of time in the lab, so he can't supervise doctoral students. He only has two master's students, which is the same number as Yuan Weihong's. But Associate Professor Hong Zili is different.

He is currently supervising three doctoral students, more than Professor Deng Yong. Two are academic doctoral students and one is a professional doctoral student. He is currently working with Associate Professor Hong Zili in the field of hand surgery.

Qin Geluo, the attending physician, only has one professional master's student currently enrolled...

With such a large team, Fang Ziye couldn't possibly know everyone.

But I also witnessed Professor Deng Yong's influence, professional strength and research capabilities.

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Professor Deng Yong led the discussion, first reviewing the achievements and efforts of the past year, the progress made in professional development and scientific research, and encouraging the department to secure more research projects, especially those funded by the National Natural Science Foundation of China.

He continued to encourage Qin Geluo and Yuan Weihong to strive for inclusion in the "Young Thousand Talents Program" of the Organization Department of the CPC Central Committee as soon as possible, while he hoped that Xie Jinyuan and Hong Zili could be included in the "Young Yangtze River Scholars Program".

In the academic field, from academicians down, there are outstanding young scientists, Yangtze River scholars, the Thousand Talents Program, the National Natural Science Foundation of China's Excellent Young Scientists Fund (Excellent Young Scientists Fund), the Ministry of Education's Young Yangtze River Scholars (Young Yangtze River Scholars), the Organization Department of the CPC Central Committee's Young Thousand Talents Program (Young Thousand Talents Program), and the Organization Department of the CPC Central Committee's Ten Thousand Talents Program for Young Top-notch Talents (Ten Thousand Talents Program for Young Top-notch Talents).

Publishing more articles and conducting more research projects, especially those that are grounded in reality and closely related to clinical practice, should be the main focus of our research group.

As for doctoral students Sun Shaoqing and Gu Yi, as well as associate professor Hong Zili's doctoral students, the expectation is that those who should go abroad will go abroad, those who should enter postdoctoral research stations will enter postdoctoral research stations, and those who have the ability will be selected for the "Thousand Talents Program" or "Ten Thousand Talents Program"...

Further down the list, things no longer caught Professor Deng Yong's eye.

Today, teacher Yuan Weihong got drunk, completely drunk.

In today's situation, Dr. Yuan Weihong, the attending physician, is essentially the younger brother, with several senior colleagues who require his attention. As a mid-level leader within the group, he's expected to both offer toasts to those above and receive them himself—there's no escaping it. Of course, besides the professors, some of the doctoral students were also drunk.

In order to stay at the hospital and work, the PhD student naturally had to drink a little bit.

The ones who were even more completely drunk were the first-year master's students.

As a newcomer, you need to get to know all the teachers and senior students, right?
After all, this is an environment where even Einstein would have to be toasted; a certain level of social etiquette is quite necessary.

As a result, Jie Han and other first-year master's students were sent home by their respective teachers. Fang Ziye also had teachers to look after, so he couldn't personally send Jie Han off.

On the way back, Yuan Weihong was already quite drunk and said, "Ziye, in today's society, competition and pressure will only increase. Not only will academic qualifications depreciate, but everything will continue to depreciate."

"If you look at the whole country, you will feel like an ordinary cat or dog. If you look at the whole world, we are just a drop in the ocean in any academic field. If we don't move forward, we will fall behind."

That's the point.

"Actually, the best and most stress-free time was when I was studying..."

In a hurry, Yuan Weihong poured out his grievances to Fang Ziye.

Yes, Yuan Weihong, a master's supervisor and associate professor who is about to be promoted to associate professor, and whose research title has already reached the level of full professor, is complaining to Fang Ziye.

No one who has seen much of the world is willing to easily shed Kong Yiji's long gown and live a mundane life.

In today's era, the country is paying more and more attention to abilities, whether it is scientific research ability or professional ability. As a result, opportunities will be distributed to more people. If you want to move up, you can only make yourself stand out.

"Master, take a rest," Fang Ziye comforted his teacher, his eyes stinging.

"If you are not outstanding, others will become outstanding. There are many opportunities to study now, and everyone can study."

"If you don't get in, someone else will. The most important thing is to do your job well."

"It's possible that some people are still holding positions without doing any work, but if you look back at the past of those who have truly risen through the ranks, it's all about hardship and struggle. There's not much room for self-promotion. In this new era, nobody's a fool..."

"Madam, the teacher is a little drunk," Fang Ziye said to his teacher's wife as he dropped Yuan Weihong off at his doorstep.

"You've worked hard, Ziye."

"This is a gift from your teacher. You should go back now; you have to go back to work tomorrow." After taking Yuan Weihong from the teacher at the door, the teacher's wife handed him a bag.

Fang Ziye took a look and saw that it was a set of rather professional books, and it was an original English version, which was quite expensive.

"You and your junior brother each get one set. Keep up the good work and work hard."

"I won't keep you any longer, Madam. There's a drunkard and Xiao Qi at home..."

"Madam, do you need any help?"

"It's alright, your teacher is a good drinker."

Fang Ziye came out of the residential area where his teacher lived and looked up at the sky. The crescent moon was almost full. With Teacher's Day over, the Mid-Autumn Festival, a time for family reunion, was no longer close.

Chinese people have a special affection for family reunion, but Fang Ziye certainly can't go back.

Professor Deng Yong's guidance allowed Fang Ziye to see the top pyramid in China most clearly. If one looks at this pyramid but turns away without even taking a look, one will ultimately feel that life has been somewhat wasted.

After looking at the books his teacher had given him, Fang Ziye's gaze became even calmer. He called his parents to inquire about their health, and then returned home to practice quietly again.

Although the knowledge points gained in an hour are few, every little bit helps...

(End of this chapter)