Chapter 519 Paper
Feng Na took Hu Zi home.
Jiang Xiaoxiao continued her study career.
In the office.
Song Qingyun looked at the paper in his hand.
Not only him, several directors also have one.
The paper that Jiang Xiaoxiao had given him last time appeared in the latest issue of The Lancet. He was so excited that he couldn't help but send it to her.
It was a pleasant surprise after I sent it out.
Now I have actually gained this.
Jiang Xiaoxiao's paper was published in The Lancet.
It is truly an honor for their medical university.
Even among their professors, few have such an honor.
How many people would love to have their article published in The Lancet?
Now Jiang Xiaoxiao is on stage.
Anyone who has anything to do with medicine has heard of The Lancet.
Not to mention those who study medicine, even some patients who have become doctors due to long-term illness have heard of it.
Even many people have consulted the above articles, or read their translations and comments in order to seek information on treating diseases.
This kind of honor is not something that ordinary people have.
Although he did not use his real name Jiang Xiaoxiao when submitting the article, but instead used the pen name Daofeng, the effect is the same.
A blade is nothing more than a surgical knife.
Jiang Xiaoxiao's paper on brain surgery has opened up a new way of thinking in surgery. It is a huge innovation for both patients and doctors, and will also lead to great achievements.
Song Qingyun was very excited, holding the publication with a look of pride on his face.
This is a great joyous event.
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 talk to you about."
He pulled Song Qingyun and brought him back with a smile on his face.
It was not easy for Song Qingyun to leave.
"Vice President Jia, a student's paper was published in The Lancet. I was just about to notify her to come over and report to the dean! This is an honor for our medical university.
What is going on with you?"
Vice President Jia paused, Song Qingyun's words made him look a little embarrassed.
Song Qingyun felt a little strange, as if Vice President Jia's expression was related to him.
"Deputy Dean, please tell me what you want to say. Is there anything I can help you with?"
Vice President Jia has always been very close to him and rarely asks him for help.
Song Qingyun thought there was something difficult to talk about.
There are many things in life that are difficult to ask for, such as borrowing money, using the back door, or asking someone to do something for you.
Song Qingyun has never suffered a loss in this matter 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 and said, "Qingyun! I have something to ask you, but I'm afraid you won't agree."
Song Qingyun was surprised. Jia Xiangqian was always straightforward and not the kind of person who would hesitate.
"Deputy Dean! Just tell me. I will definitely help if I can."
Song Qingyun has always been straightforward.
There are few things that the Song family cannot do.
As long as it does not 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 department of our medical school. He has wanted to advance his professional title for so many years, but he has never been able to do so.
I am almost 40 years old. You know my age. I will retire soon. Once I retire, I am afraid it will be even more difficult for Jia Zuo to get a professional title in the future."
Song Qingyun nodded. He knew about this matter. Jia Zuo was indeed an embarrassing existence in their medical school. He had no academic research results, and everything else was average.
It is really difficult for someone like Jia Zuo to be a teacher, but it is a pity that he chose the wrong direction at the beginning.
In addition, Jia Zuo is different from ordinary teachers. He is a bit nonchalant.
Everyone in the hospital was worried about Dean Jia Fu. Having a nephew like this was like a hopeless case.
The papers published in recent years are actually old stuff, old wine in new bottles.
I don't have any new research results at all, and of course, I'm not the kind of person who puts in any effort in professional knowledge.
The students also have a lot of complaints about this teacher.
The classes are basically just a formality, with students reading from the textbook, and nothing practical is taught to the students, which gives them a headache.
If it weren't for Vice President Jia, the school would have transferred Jia Zuo long ago.
Vice President Jia is indeed going to retire.
"Old Jia, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but we've been friends for so many years, I won't hide anything. Just transfer your nephew away. With his condition, he'd be better off working in a medical unit or a logistics department.
It is also better than the current position of professor. The logistics department does not require such strong professional knowledge. As long as the relationship between superiors and subordinates is well managed, there is still a lot of room for excellence.
Why do you have to waste time here? You know that if we teachers and professors don't make progress in our professional titles, it will be very difficult to get promoted in the future. But this thing can't be achieved by just having 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 his professional knowledge up. This is his weakness, so it's better to let him make some achievements in other areas.
I think your nephew is a very good person, so why do you insist on letting him go down this path?"
Song Qingyun spoke from his heart.
Jia Zuo is not a relative of his. If he was, he would have transferred him away long ago and would not let him stay here any longer. Not only is he not getting good grades, he is also wasting time.
Vice President Jia blushed, "That's true, but you also know that he is already in his forties. Now you can let him start over in any unit he is transferred to, and slowly climb up from the bottom. He will have to retire before he can climb up."
I just wanted to see if I could give him a chance before I leave. I want him to be promoted to a higher rank, at least to a professor."
Song Qingyun smiled and said, "The problem is that I can't help him with this. Professor Sheng, you know that you must publish a constructive paper in a famous journal and get the approval of experts. You are not asking me to help your nephew write a paper, are you?"
Song Qingyun certainly knew that Vice President Jia would definitely not use him as a ghostwriter.
If he lets someone of his status be the gunman, his nephew will die quickly.
Even if he wanted to find a ghostwriter, he would probably ask one of his students to plagiarize other people's papers.
Vice President Jia discussed this matter with me in such a high profile, which is problematic. Isn't he afraid that I will tell him about it?
Song Qingyun is still a bit noble in his bones. People in his Song family don't need to work on this. For him, academic papers are a means for a person to identify his own achievements. How could he just give his things to others for free?
He would not take the blame even if it were him, and if someone really dared to do so, he would of course report it.
This is disrespectful to medicine. It is fine if you can falsify data in other disciplines, but how is it possible to falsify data in medicine? It is irresponsible to the patients.
It is also irresponsible to the general public.
It is irresponsible to all the students below.
(End of this chapter)
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