Healing Doctor

Chapter 368 Skilled in both literature and martial arts

a few days later.

"Director Ling, I have an article here that seems to be about you."

When Ling Tian received the call, the person on the other end was very direct and got straight to the point.

The urology expert he hired for the last surgical competition turned against him, and Ling Tian reflected deeply on his actions afterward.

Ji Xiang's skill level is indeed high, very high, several stories high.

Moreover, it wasn't just interventional surgery; his laparoscopic surgery skills were so advanced that even the chief surgeon in the capital, and Elder Gu, were impressed. Although it was unbelievable, it was a fact that had to be acknowledged; otherwise, he would never have been able to handle that kid in his entire life.

In Ling Tian's mind, he already regarded Ji Xiang as an equal opponent, and he even subconsciously placed himself in the position of "underling".

He seemed to have forcibly forgotten the memory of Ji Xiang throwing an A4 sheet of paper at his face on the day he learned the skill, but the shadow and scars left in Ling Tian's heart were secretly gnawing at him, all the time.

If direct combat is not an option, Ling Tian should avoid taking unorthodox methods.

Any doctor who wants to be promoted needs to publish papers, and this is only in a low-level hospital.

For those in the top five hospitals in China to advance from attending physician to associate chief physician, a project funded by the National Natural Science Foundation of China is required.

It can be said that academic papers and National Natural Science Foundation grants are a ladder for a doctor to climb upwards.

Ling Tian had already contacted the reviewers of several national journals and magazines through various connections. For them, rejecting an article was a trivial matter.

As for the lobbying efforts of a director at the White Medical University, who cares?

When Ling Tian heard the reviewer call him to say that Ji Xiang's paper had been sent, his long-dormant heart finally started pounding.

He wasn't excited; he didn't feel a strong sense of satisfaction or revenge. On the contrary, Ling Tian was very worried and nervous.

Ji Xiang always does things unexpectedly. What was thought to be an insignificant ant that could be easily crushed turned into a raging inferno. Ling Tian didn't even know if a similar situation would occur this time.

"Director Dou, how's his thesis coming along?" Ling Tian asked.

The other person hesitated for at least 3 seconds, and the silence made those 3 seconds feel like 3 days, with an awkward atmosphere filling the air.

"Director Dou, please speak freely," Ling Tian pressed.

"Director Ling, it's not that I'm trying to flatter you, but this article is truly well-written," Director Dou said. "The data is detailed, and the format is neat. It doesn't seem like it was written by an ordinary doctor; it's more like it came from the hand of a professional academic paper writer."

Ahem, let's not get into that. The content is quite substantial. Although it's just a case study, there's so much to deduce from this paper.

"Case report? Journals with Chinese prefixes generally don't publish this kind of paper," Ling Tian said casually.

"No, I suspect that the person you're following has a mentor behind them," Director Dou said cautiously. "The proper way to approach a project is to break it down from the basics into several or even a dozen papers. Many inexperienced young people try to cram everything into a single paper, but the person you're following isn't like that."

Ling Tian pursed his lips, which were thin and sharp as knives.

Unexpectedly, Ji Xiang is both literate and skilled in martial arts. He is proficient in both surgical and interventional procedures, and he can also write papers that have received high recognition from experts.

"But don't worry, ever since you told me, I applied for junior paper review privileges and have already rejected this paper. It won't be seen by other reviewers."

Ling Tian breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what Director Dou said.

"Thanks, Director Dou."

"You're too kind. I'm just a resident trainee, and the second author at that. I think the first author is an attending physician. Even if you didn't ask for help, this kind of paper would most likely not pass the review."

Ling Tian felt a surge of gratitude; Director Dou was a trustworthy person.

He helped me out and even gave me a way out; that's really nice of him.

"Director Ling, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."

"Director Dou, please speak frankly."

"The thesis... well, don't worry, I've handled it perfectly." Director Dou said something quite strange.

Ling Tian knew what Director Dou wanted to say to him, but in the end, he hesitated and didn't say it.

After hanging up the phone, Director Dou let out a long sigh, his expression a mixture of emotions.

"Boss, it's no big deal," said Director Dou's student with a smile. He couldn't understand why his boss was so hesitant about this matter.

In his view, how should one choose between a well-established expert from Shanghai and a resident physician...? Is there even a need to choose!

"You don't understand." Director Dou shook his head.

"Boss, what's wrong? I didn't notice it," said Director Dou's student, trying to smooth things over.

"Print out this article and study it carefully."

"Huh?" Director Dou's student was taken aback.

"I can give Director Ling Tian face, but we can't be ignorant of what really happened," Director Dou said thoughtfully. "This paper can serve as a model; use this format for all your future papers. As for anything else, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

As he spoke, Director Dou sighed, "To break down a project into more than a dozen smaller projects so logically, that's impressive."

Director Dou's students were surprised that their boss would give such a high evaluation.

"That young man has powerful backers," Director Dou said. "Ling Tian... can you keep him under control for a while, but can you keep him under control forever?"

"Boss, you have a powerful backer, this can't be true, can it?" Director Dou's student laughed.

How many papers have you published?

"11 articles!" Director Dou's student answered proudly.

"But your current academic writing level is one... no, two orders of magnitude worse than this young man's."

"!!!"

"I'm not exaggerating at all," Director Dou said. "If I hadn't promised Ling Tian in advance, this paper would definitely have been published, and I estimate I would have most likely written him an email to ask when the next paper would be mailed."

"It can't be that bad, boss."

"As for it," Director Dou said, "on the other hand, whether this person writes it himself or hires a master writer to help, he can produce a paper that I can't find any fault with. Both the writing style and the data are perfect, truly masterful."

Director Dou's student was speechless; he never expected his boss to give that resident physician such a high evaluation.

"Experienced and shrewd"—can such an adjective be used to describe a resident physician?

"The power behind these young people is considerable," Director Dou said. "You were the one who reviewed the article for me; I didn't know about that. Remember that?"

"..." Director Dou's student was somewhat surprised, but he paused for less than a second before saying, "Yes, boss, if there's a problem, it's because I was young and ignorant."

Director Dou nodded slightly and smiled.

Finding one's own students to take the blame is a last resort, a desperate measure.

Moreover, Director Dou wanted to wait and see before making a decision, assuming his guess was correct...

(End of this chapter)