top student at medical school

Chapter 32: We may not be able to do it, but we can't be without dreams (Please add to your favorites and read on)

Fang Ziye is not the most outstanding student in the Department of Orthopedics at Zhongnan Hospital, after all, there are a group of doctoral students who are older than Fang Ziye.

But Fang Ziye doesn't need to be the most outstanding; it's enough that he's ahead of his classmates in the same year.

Whether we acknowledge it or not, the National College Entrance Examination (NCEE) and the National Postgraduate Entrance Examination are inherently processes for selecting the best.

Undergraduate and master's students from 985/211 universities, unless they are exceptionally outstanding, generally have a relatively good future and qualifications, no matter how bad their situation is.

Under such circumstances, it is already quite remarkable that Fang Ziye was able to stand out.

Although Fang Ziye's cohort of master's students did not expand enrollment, was Li Yuanpei not outstanding enough? While Li Yuanpei's professional skills were not that good, they were just not good enough. Compared to ordinary residency trainees or even ordinary graduate students, they were still commendable and in the upper echelons.

As for Li Yuanpei's research output, can anyone still say that he is not excellent enough?

Even if four SCI papers were published in a less-than-ideal manner, it still shows that Li Yuanpei has mastered relatively good research ideas and methods. He can do something like that, and you can't do it in a less-than-ideal way. Your ability is simply not as good as his.

And what about Xiong Jinhuan? Isn't she outstanding enough?
Given his current professional skills and the number of articles he has published, even if he applied to Kyoto University through the entrance examination system, he wouldn't be without a chance; in fact, he would have a very good chance. However, Xiong Jinhuan has obtained his professor's consent, so he wants to take the more secure path of pursuing a doctorate within the university.

Fang Ziye is even better than them in professional operations, which is a kind of excellence.

For so many years, the training room has been set up here, in line with the "graduation" requirements of the master's stage. In one orthopedics department with five wards, only one student completes the training every one or two years, and sometimes not even one, until a doctoral student completes the training. The training room requirements are the same for doctoral students.

In a longitudinal comparison, this is also a form of excellence. Such talent needs to be given due attention. Giving him the opportunity to pursue further studies and a doctoral degree would be harmless and would not attract gossip.

After all, anyone can do it, and anyone can have it.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Fang." Luo Tingzhu smiled at Fang Ziye before leaving.

"Thank you, Junior Sister Luo. Please continue to guide me in the future." Fang Ziye bowed slightly, his attitude humble.

After all, his own skills were still a bit lacking compared to an absolute genius like Luo Tingzhu, who had long since reached his current level of competence.

I might really need her guidance in the future.

"Senior Brother Fang is progressing much faster than me. The difficulty of scientific research is no less than that of clinical practice. Senior Brother Fang has been writing articles all along, but you are the one who is keeping a low profile."

“We will learn from each other from now on.” Luo Tingzhu was not modest, but rather faced the issue squarely.

"Well, we've already shown it off, otherwise we wouldn't be able to study," Fang Ziye joked.

When Luo Tingzhu saw that Jie Han and Yuan Weihong were still guarding the control panel, she knew that it was time for her to leave and return the remaining joy to this little sect.

"Goodbye, Teacher Yuan." Luo Tingzhu waved to Yuan Weihong and then left.

Yuan Weihong said, "We need to practice the operation of WB properly. WB is an experimental method that must be firmly mastered in the laboratory. The quality of a paper that has been done with WB is completely different from that of a paper that has not been done with WB."

"Teacher Yuan, I've already consulted other senior students and watched videos." Luo Tingzhu listened attentively, her ears perked up, before finally leaving.

"Congratulations, senior brother." Jie Han then came up and nudged Fang Ziye's shoulder with his fist.

"What are you congratulating me on? You don't even need to take this path. Just publish a few more articles, and who in your graduating class can compete with you?" Fang Ziye had a genuine envy for Jie Han's talent for writing.

Even if Jie Han's current articles are not of high quality, he is just starting out. In the early stages, he is able to use scientific methods to write a paper that makes a small contribution to academia, which is a skill in itself.

Those who publish in Nature right away and dominate their supervisors during their internships are ultimately just dream bubbles.

Yuan Weihong then put his arm around the shoulders of both students and said, "Let's go, let's go eat."

"What you two are doing now, you will have to be able to do in the future. There is no need to talk about what is unnecessary or unnecessary."

"Your teacher's wife and Xiao Qi have probably been waiting for a long time."

Hearing Yuan Weihong's words, Fang Ziye hurriedly began to take off his equipment: "Master, I'll come back later to get my white coat. I'm leaving now." "You might not be back later. We're happy today. After your master's wife and Xiao Qi leave, let's have a few drinks." Yuan Weihong grinned.

"The reason I chose to drink at noon is to give myself more time to sober up. Tomorrow is a workday, and I can't let it interfere with my work."

"Alright!" Fang Ziye smiled. No matter what, he had to make sure Yuan Weihong had a good time.

It was another small private room with a small number of people, a small gathering within the sect, with Yuan Weihong bringing his family.

The first half of the event consisted of eating, chatting, and congratulating Fang Ziye on obtaining his doctoral degree. Then, the professor's wife and professor each offered a few words of encouragement and had a few drinks.

After his teacher's wife left with Xiao Qi, Fang Ziye took the initiative to switch to a larger wine glass.

“Master, I’d like to offer you a big toast. Please feel free to drink as you please. We don’t pressure people to drink, but I sincerely thank you for your guidance and mentorship. I’m just ashamed that I have no way to repay you!” Fang Ziye’s voice choked slightly, and then he drank it all in one gulp.

Besides feeling unable to repay someone, there is another kind of guilt called being unable to do anything in return.

Yuan Weihong drank a small half-cup of wine with Fang Ziye, but did not drink heavily with him.

He gestured with his hand: "Drink some yogurt, calm down, don't go too far."

Jie Han immediately refilled Fang Ziye's yogurt cup, and Fang Ziye took a sip without hesitation.

Downing two ounces of liquor in one gulp is like eating or drinking for some people, but for Fang Ziye, his stomach was churning, and his eyes were wet. He didn't know if it was because it was too spicy, too happy, or too moved.

"Did you understand the deeper meaning behind Professor Du's encouragement for you to prepare diligently?" Yuan Weihong said, taking advantage of Fang Ziye's moment of relaxation after drinking.

"Let me write more articles in the future and try to stay in the hospital. If I can further improve my professional skills, I can become more mature," Fang Ziye replied.

Yuan Weihong nodded and then shook his head: "What you said only means the first point. The second point is that you have the basic qualities to become a senior orthopedic technician, but you do not have the basic qualities to become an orthopedic research doctor."

Do you understand what I mean?

Fang Ziye blinked, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"Anyone with eyes can see the origin of that article under your name. Back then, Jie Han, you weren't here yet, and I didn't even know you were my student," Yuan Weihong explained to Jie Han, turning his head slightly.

Jie Han quickly put on a smiling face. He wasn't jealous at all. He had just enrolled and had already met the graduation requirements, so why was he in such a hurry?
"Without innovation and research, you will always remain stagnant. Whether it is clinical research or basic research, you need to master the most basic research methods. This is a tool."

"The most crucial difference between doctoral and master's students and undergraduates lies in the number of methods they have mastered."

"If you want to make waves in the world's academic field, then you must master these basic methods."

“You may not be able to do it even if you master it, but that doesn’t completely extinguish the dream, because scientific research is the only tool that allows you to directly communicate with the world.”

"Therefore, we must have a firm grasp of the experimental methods, data processing methods, and basic procedures of basic experiments."

"Top teaching hospitals today no longer need highly skilled technical workers. Only scientific research can create something unique."

"In this day and age, it is no longer the time when a simple, ingenious operation can change the world."

"The highest hall of medicine will never be in the clinical setting..." Yuan Weihong said, then took a sip of his drink.

Fang Ziye and Jie Han listened to Yuan Weihong's lofty words, their gazes becoming increasingly unfocused.

Yuan Weihong's perspective is too far-fetched for graduate students like them.

They haven't even come to Zhongnan Hospital yet, so why look at the whole city? They haven't even figured out the city's situation yet, and they want to know about global changes? That's too unrealistic and unrealistic.

(End of this chapter)