Top-tier doctoral supervisor, reborn as a first-year graduate student in standardized residency trai

Zhao Guofeng leaned back in his chair, looking at the list of authors, and suddenly remembered the first time he met Gu Lin.

At the time, no one took this first-year graduate student seriously, but in just one month, this young man had already made his mark in several departments, yet he himself showed no self-awareness whatsoever.

Liu Mingchuan suddenly said:

"Should we change it or not?"

Zhao Guofeng didn't speak, but tapped his fingers lightly on the table, a habitual gesture when he was thinking.

A few seconds later, he slowly shook his head.

"Don't change it yet."

Why?

"Because he wrote it himself."

Zhao Guofeng smiled.

"I want to see how he reacts if I tell him he should be listed as the first author."

Liu Mingchuan was immediately delighted.

I guess he'd say it doesn't matter.

Zhao Guofeng nodded.

"I think so too."

This is what makes Gu Lin so remarkable.

They clearly have the ability to compete, but they never do.

Many young doctors are most concerned about the order of authors when they write their first article, but Gu Lin seemed completely indifferent.

He cares about the case itself, whether the article can be published, and even more so about whether someone will avoid detours because of it.

Thinking of this, Zhao Guofeng suddenly picked up his phone and dialed Gu Lin's number. The call was quickly answered.

"director?"

Zhao Guofeng got straight to the point.

How are the authors listed in order?

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Gu Lin's matter-of-fact voice.

"You are the first author, Director Liu is the second author, and I am the third author."

Hearing his nonchalant tone, Zhao Guofeng's eye twitched.

Why?

Gu Lin was somewhat puzzled.

"You're Tangtang's attending physician, and your research is primarily pediatric. Is this scheduling okay?"

Zhao Guofeng rubbed his temples, suddenly feeling a mix of amusement and exasperation.

Others might argue heatedly over author order, but this guy puts himself as the third author and thinks it's perfectly reasonable.

After a long pause, Zhao Guofeng slowly said:

"Gu Lin, in the future, when writing articles, discuss things like the author order with your advisor first."

The person on the other end of the phone was clearly taken aback.

"it is good."

After hanging up, Zhao Guofeng called Lu Mingchuan again.

"How is it?"

Zhao Guofeng leaned back in his chair and let out a long breath.

"Now I finally understand why Zhou Wenyuan likes this kid so much."

"A student like this is someone you can easily take care of."

In the emergency room office, Gu Lin had no idea that he had become the center of attention for the two department heads.

After hanging up the phone, he continued to look down at the competition information.

Case analysis station, integrated decision-making station, interdisciplinary case.

The system just gave a hint, indicating that the importance of this competition is far greater than we imagined.

Moreover, Gu Lin had a vague premonition that the competition would not be as simple as it seemed.

Thinking of this, Gu Lin casually opened the skills competition database and began browsing through past competition questions. The more he looked, the more serious his eyes became.

He discovered a problem: in the past three years of the competition, the questions in the case analysis station have become increasingly obscure.

Two years ago, I developed severe pneumonia complicated by respiratory failure.

Last year, systemic lupus erythematosus was complicated by neurological involvement, both of which are interdisciplinary diseases.

This year, the rules have been upgraded again, making it likely to be even more difficult.

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A WeChat notification sound suddenly rang out; it was Zhao Guofeng.

Gu Lin clicked on it, and the next second, his movements paused slightly.

Document "Revision Suggestions"

The following sentence is attached.

[The paper is good, but it can be even better. We'll discuss it in the pediatrics department tomorrow afternoon.]

Gu Lin opened the attachment and began to read the revision comments.

First page, in red.

Page two, in red.

The third page, still in red.

Gu Lin: "..."

It seems that the "very good" that Zhao Guofeng uses is not the same as the "very good" that ordinary people understand.

Half an hour later, Chen Mu passed by and found Gu Lin staring blankly at the screen full of annotations.

He curiously leaned over for a look, and the next second, he gasped in shock.

"Holy crap, you call this well-written?"

The entire paper was almost entirely marked in red, with numerous revision comments, some even marked with three or four consecutive comments.

Gu Lin did have a little ulterior motive when writing this paper.

He didn't dare to write like he did in his previous life, because he is now a first-year graduate student and his level is far from that of his previous life.

Yes, he concealed his true abilities.

With that in mind, Gu Lin reopened the document and began to revise it line by line according to the comments sent by Zhao Guofeng.

As night deepened outside the window, fewer and fewer people remained in the office.

Meanwhile, the preliminary list for the postgraduate skills competition has finally been officially announced.

The next morning, the entire graduate student group was in an uproar.

Because everyone noticed that Gu Lin was placed in Group A in this year's group assignment list.

In Group A, there was another name that made many people look up at the same time.

Lin Xiuyuan, general surgery, third-year graduate student.

She was the first place winner in two consecutive skills competitions and was recognized by the hospital as a favorite to win the championship.

Upon seeing the list, Chen Mu's first reaction was to rush into the emergency room office.

"Gu Lin, something's happened!"

Gu Lin didn't even look up.

"Patient or competition?"

"Contest."

"That's not considered an accident."

Chen Mu: "..."

Okay, that's a very good answer from Gu Lin.

Then he slammed the list onto the table.

"See for yourself."

Gu Lin glanced at it, his gaze lingering on the name.

Lin Xiuyuan.

The system, which had been silent for a long time, popped up a notification again the next second.

[A formidable foe]

Gu Lin looked at the system notification and finally raised an eyebrow slightly.

This is the first time the system has used the term "formidable foe" to describe a person.

This competition should be very interesting.

The following afternoon, Zhao Guofeng and Liu Mingchuan had already arrived at the pediatrics conference room. He handed the revised and printed paper to Zhao Guofeng and Liu Mingchuan.

Page 1, Page 2, Page 3...

The meeting room was very quiet. Half an hour later, the paper was closed.

"good."

Many young doctors write articles and revise them ten times without knowing where they went wrong, but Gu Lin grasped the core of the problem at a glance.

Liu Mingchuan tapped the table and said:

"The greatest value of this article is not actually that it is the first case in China."

Gu Lin looked up but didn't speak, so Liu Mingchuan continued.

"The fact that it was the first case in China is just a gimmick; what's really important is the diagnostic pathway."

"If you encounter similar patients in the future, and others can follow your line of thought to find the solution, then this article can be considered a success."

Gu Lin nodded; this was the same point he had made.

The discussion lasted for two hours, and many parts were readjusted.

Finally, Zhao Guofeng suddenly picked up the manuscript, flipped to the first page, and his eyes fell on the author's column.

The meeting room suddenly fell silent, and Gu Lin also sensed something.

Zhao Guofeng tapped the paper.

"Let's discuss the author order again."

Liu Mingchuan sat to the side, smiling without saying a word, while Zhao Guofeng looked at Gu Lin.

Who do you think made the biggest contribution to this article?

Gu Lin answered quickly.

"The whole team."

Zhao Guofeng was so angry he laughed.

"Don't give me that. I'm asking about your main contributions."

Gu Lin remained silent for two seconds without saying a word.

Zhao Guofeng continued:

"Who proposed the diagnostic approach? Who compiled the data? Who wrote the article?"

The meeting room fell silent again, and Gu Lin suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next second, Zhao Guofeng pulled out the first page, picked up a pen, lightly crossed out the author order, and then wrote the name again.

First author:

Gu Lin.

Second author:

Zhao Guofeng.

Third author:

Liu Mingchuan.

Corresponding author:

Zhao Guofeng.

Zhao Guofeng stopped writing and pushed the manuscript back.

"It's settled then."

Gu Lin was stunned.

"director."

Zhao Guofeng simply waved his hand.

"No rebuttals accepted."

Liu Mingchuan, who was standing next to him, finally couldn't help but laugh.

"Old Zhao said yesterday that he wanted to see how you would react, and now that he has seen it, he's obviously trying to hide."

Gu Lin was helpless.

That's not what I meant.

"So what do you mean?"

Gu Lin thought about it carefully.

"I feel I'm not qualified enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, the conference room fell silent. The next second, Zhao Guofeng burst out laughing and cursing.

"fart."

Liu Mingchuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Not qualified enough"—this was the most outrageous thing they had heard all day.

If someone else said this, they might think it was an understatement.

But when Gu Lin said it, they actually thought he was sincere, because this kid really thought that way.

After a long while, Zhao Guofeng stopped smiling and his tone became serious.

"Gu Lin, remember one thing."

"Author order is not a reward."

"Whoever did it, it belongs to them."

"One of the most taboo things in the medical community is to claim the achievements of young people as one's own."

Gu Lin was slightly taken aback, while Zhao Guofeng continued:

"You should have been the first author of this article from the beginning, and you will be in the future as well."

"What belongs to someone should belong to them."

The meeting room fell silent. Gu Lin looked down at the homepage and remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he nodded slightly.

"it is good."