Doctor of Healing

Li Cailing staggered a little, her arms were straight, and her feet were a little unsteady.

Coach Zhang clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, as if a few small snakes were crawling on them.

Having been an athlete and coach all his life, Coach Zhang knew that this was caused by Li Cailing's lack of strength in her lower body.

After all, the current weight is a world record, and it is impossible not to push out all potential.

but!

The old shoulder injury that I had been worrying about didn't seem to exist at all.

"Huh?" The old man narrowed his eyes and stared at Li Cailing carefully, and he let out a doubt.

He also saw this.

Li Cailing finally found her center of gravity, with both arms holding the weight of the world record, her face was flushed from being suppressed.

But her arms were like cast iron, motionless.

old injury?

does not exist at all.

Even Coach Zhang forgot whether Li Cailing was injured or had surgery.

"Beep beep~"

Three lights are on at the same time, indicating that it is qualified.

When the time came, Li Cailing dropped the barbell and raised her arms high with excitement.

"Is this contestant really injured?" the old man asked suspiciously.

"..."

"..."

The secretary was speechless, and Coach Zhang didn't know what to say.

If it wasn't for accompanying Li Cailing to the hospital for surgery, the First Affiliated Hospital could do nothing but get worse and worse, so he had to take the risk of choosing the Second Affiliated Hospital for surgery. These are all experienced by Coach Zhang.

If it weren't for this, Coach Zhang couldn't believe it.

"I'll take another look at her profile." The old man got up and left the competition hall.

"Detailed information, including hospital records and operation records, should be sent to me as soon as possible." The old man's secretary whispered, and left a phone number, and then chased the old man away.

Coach Zhang looked at Li Cailing in the arena, and was more puzzled and puzzled than excited.

Even if he saw Li Cailing recovering quickly with his own eyes, he still couldn't believe it was true.

……

……

Ji Xiang is performing ligament surgery on a patient.

The operation has been mastered. For Ji Xiang, if it is not for the responsibility of the patient, he must not make mistakes. He even wants to try the skill of not using "clearly discerning the details" to see if he can do it.

Jixiang feels that he can do it with a high probability, but he dare not try it on the patient, lest it cause irreparable damage to the patient.

The operation was almost over, and Ji Xiang chatted with Zhao Zhe very easily.

Since Zhao Zhe took over his parents and children, he has become a lot more cheerful, and his talkative problem seems to be getting worse.

"I came across the ocean to see you~" Tang Yan hummed and wiped the instruments.

"Xiao Tang likes such old songs?" Zhao Zhe asked, "I really can't accept the things that young people like nowadays. I didn't expect Xiao Tang to be quite retro."

"It sounds good."

"This song is not auspicious." Zhao Zhe said, "Every time I hear this song, I get goosebumps all over my body."

"Brother Zhao, you have no illusions about love, so don't talk about others."

Tang Yan said with contempt.

"Literary and artistic youth will become down-to-earth sooner or later." Ji Xiang said lightly.

"What does it have to do with literary youth?"

"This song seems to be written by Jin Zhijuan after she chatted with Brother Li in 91. At that time, Jin Zhijuan and Alu were on good terms. Later, Alu seemed to be sentenced to death. The man in this song The main character died a long time ago, and Jin Zhijuan is still singing at the concert."

"Who is Jin Zhijuan?"

"baby."

"Where's Alu?" Tang Yan asked curiously.

"It was a boyfriend that the baby made back then. At first, he was tender and sweet, but later he still wanted to use this song to make money." Zhao Zhe continued with a smile, "It's not auspicious, the hero is really dead."

"Cut." Tang Yan said contemptuously, "What does it have to do with me?"

That's what she said, but she stopped humming.

"Ji Xiang, at the class reunion a few days ago, many classmates asked me if I could ask you to post articles, but I refused." Tang Yan said to Ji Xiang while packing up her equipment, "You are posting articles too fast. Bar."

Chapter 764 Papers with Traffic

"It's just a skilled job. If you do it a lot, you'll get used to it." Ji Xiang said, "It's not difficult to post an SCI article. What's difficult is the number of citations."

"What is a citation count?"

Tang Yan didn't know these advanced terms at all, she asked curiously.

Although Ji Xiang is young, he can always say some weird nouns.

Just like the number of citations, Tang Yan has never heard of other professors or experts.

Everyone in the Second Affiliated Academy is proud to publish a SCI paper. As for whether others will cite it, it is all "details".

"Simply speaking, the number of citations is the popularity and flow of the paper." Ji Xiang replied plainly.

"The paper still has traffic!!" Tang Yan was surprised.

"Of course there are no papers on Shui, but there are serious papers." Lin Jiuze said flatly, startling Tang Yan.

Why is there another person here!

However, there are too many supporting channels, and Tang Yan has slowly accepted this.

"Good papers will be cited. Generally speaking, 10 citations is considered a passing mark."

"Other citations are an important symbolic factor to measure the level of academic papers. Only when papers are valuable will they be cited. Some classic papers will be cited by hundreds or thousands, and more than ten times will have a high-citation mark."

Ji Xiang narrowed his eyes and explained to Tang Yan in a more gentle tone.

"What about your thesis?" Tang Yan asked.

"Now the number of citations is only more than 200, and we must continue to work hard."

"!!!"

Tang Yan highly suspects that Ji Xiang is in Versailles.

Although she didn't quite understand, Tang Yan felt very powerful.

And Ji Xiang has never been a braggart, what he said basically became reality in the end.

"It's really not high." Ji Xiang explained in an affirmative tone, trying to explain that he is not Versailles, "Nowadays, as long as you are familiar with the writing format, you can write a series of things."

Seeing that Tang Yan was still a little confused, Ji Xiang thought about it.

"Zhang Heng's seismograph, you know." Ji Xiang asked.

"I know."

Tang Yan didn't understand why the seismograph had something to do with the thesis.

"I have a friend who is studying for a Ph.D. at the University of Geosciences." Ji Xiang said, "He was very interested in the seismograph when he was in school, but he couldn't make it. Later, we worked together and ordered it according to the shape of the picture. Seismograph."

"Ham, what's the use of just the appearance." Tang Yan sneered.

"The dragon has a bead in its mouth, which is controlled by a program. The program uses a crawler to connect to the domestic professional seismic network. Once the seismic network predicts an earthquake, the program will start by itself, and the beads will fall."

"..."

"..."

"Although I don't know how Zhang Heng made it back then, it seems that the thing we fiddled with is similar." Ji Xiang laughed, "Or Zhang Heng is a person who traveled through time, so maybe he used the orphan product we fiddled with. "

"This……"

Lin Jiu was a little confused.

Zhao Zhe and Tang Yan didn't think about Ji Xiang's so-called "seismograph" at all, but Lin Jiuze thought about it carefully, and he was terrified.

Although this thing is a counterfeit, the details are very flying, and the thinking is not imprisoned in place.

Expanding the association, Lin Jiu felt that he had been inspired to a certain extent.

Moreover, what Ji Xiang said was not nonsense, but instead confirmed some of Lin Jiuze's assumptions about the thesis.

"Finished, call it a day!" Ji Xiang turned around and stepped down.

Today's operation is completed, it's getting late, and Ji Xiang still has something to worry about.

Meng Qingfei is on duty, and Ji Xiang is going to accompany him.

After all, Meng Qingfei is the man who still misses him after he wakes up from general anesthesia. Every time Ji Xiang thinks about it, he laughs in his heart.

However, Jixiang was not in a hurry, and the patient was sent back to the ward under general anesthesia before changing clothes and leaving after the patient's condition stabilized.

When I came to the emergency department, I was greeted with a familiar smell.

It's just that in the smell of the emergency department today, the smell of blood is much stronger, and it should be that the patient has been rescued.

It also smelled like vomit.

It seems that the internal medicine department is not idle, and there are many patients who need gastric lavage due to alcoholism.

After less than half a year of training, Jixiang has been able to judge what the emergency department has done by relying on the taste.

At the door of the emergency surgery clinic, Meng Qingfei saw Ji Xiang and threw a bunch of keys over.

Ji Xiang went to put on Meng Qingfei's white clothes familiarly and chattered along.

After nine o'clock, I finally got free.

"Xiao Ji, you seem to have done a lot of scientific research recently, so there's no need to accompany me on duty all the time. If you want to meet and chat, as long as I'm not on duty, we can go out for a drink." Meng Qingfei slumped on a chair and said to Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang was a little embarrassed to know that Meng Qing was not Teacher Meng.

"No, Teacher Meng." Ji Xiang said, "It's always good to come to the emergency room for a look. Zhangzhang's clinical experience is also good."

"Clinical experience? Hey." Meng Qingfei smiled, "You used to talk about how you were during the internship. At the beginning, I thought that this kid is really good at bragging. After a year of internship, how many patients can he meet and how many can he remember? Look. It looks like you were very attentive during the internship."

Ji Xiang was ashamed.

Although it is true that I was very caring during my internship, the clinical experience and many things are basically encountered when I empathize with myself.

Just said a few words, the voice of 120 ambulance came.

Meng Qingfei sighed deeply, got up and walked out of the consulting room.

"Our surgeon?"

"Well, just now when you were suturing, you went to the 120 clinic. A lower-level hospital encountered a patient with pneumothorax. After closed drainage, the patient went into shock."

"Uh……"

Ji Xiang was slightly taken aback.

"Is it bleeding?"

"I don't know, look at the situation."

The flat trolley pushes the patient in, and Ji Xiang first looks at the breast bottle hanging on the flat trolley, which is lower than the patient.

The water column of the chest bottle fluctuated well, and no bloody fluid was drawn out, so it was estimated that it was just a spontaneous pneumothorax.

Where did the shock come from?

Continuing to look at the patient, Ji Xiang saw that the patient was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his eyelids were also white.

Blood pressure is also low, only 80/56 mm Hg.