Healing Doctor

Chapter 532 Framework

After this segment, the camera panned back to the commentary room and then began playing the annoying GG video.

"Xiao Ji is really a loyal friend, ready to go twenty times," Director Liu said.

"This kid, even while recording a variety show, he doesn't forget to write his thesis."

Director Bai didn't say much, turned around and sat down to continue watching the program.

With only ten minutes left and the game potentially ending, the hype had already been built up, and even though Director Bai knew it was intentional on the part of the production team, he was determined to keep watching.

However, the feeling of being forced to eat feces was unpleasant, and their impression of the production team worsened.

"Old Bai, what's so interesting about this? If it's about publishing a paper, you definitely can't get one with a high impact factor. It's only been a few days; whether you can even finish writing it is another matter entirely."

Director Liu was starting to get impatient.

Director Bai looked at Director Liu as if he were an idiot.

Director Liu immediately recalled the incident during the provincial natural sciences evaluation where Ji Xiang presented a supplement to The Lancet at the last minute.

Instead of mocking his old friend, Director Bai took out his phone and started searching online.

"Hey, you actually took it seriously?" Director Liu said. "I guess some expert from the First Affiliated Hospital contacted a nationally recognized journal. Although it's already good to be able to publish in a nationally recognized journal, Xiao Ji certainly won't be satisfied."

"Forget about it, the Lancet Supplement must have gotten incredibly lucky."

"Hey Lao Bai, you said this case is just a case report, where can it be published?"

As Director Liu continued talking incessantly, Section Chief Bai quickly raised his phone and placed it in front of Director Liu.

"This is……"

Director Liu's English was so-so, but the words "The New England Journal of Medicine" struck him like a bullet, hitting him right where it hurt.

"The New England Journal of Medicine?!"

……

……

GG won't be endless. Although the time spent on GG has obviously increased as the show has become more popular, it will eventually come to an end.

After enduring the "GG" (Goblin) moment, the show continued.

Zhao Mengmeng is writing the first draft, and Ji Xiang is responsible for reviewing it.

A lot of content has obviously been edited out here, but this part is too technical. Even a seasoned clinician like Director Liu wouldn't understand it, let alone an ordinary person.

Click to send the email.

The scene shifts, and an email has been received.

In the commentary booth, the bald host asked with a crooked smile, "Professor Shen, what is the status of *The New England Journal of Medicine* in your field?"

Professor Shen began by discussing the impact factors of the papers, using a direct comparison of data to clearly demonstrate the relative strengths of Chinese-language publications with an impact factor of less than 5 compared to The New England Journal of Medicine, which has an impact factor of nearly 70.

……

Zhao Tianjiao watched the program in silence for one episode, and after four episodes, he gradually accepted reality.

Ji Xiang is very strong and awesome, but that has nothing to do with me.

However, as the show came to an end, the production team detonated a bombshell they had planted at the last moment, leaving Zhao Tianjiao completely stunned.

"It's just New England Journal of Medicine," Zhao Tianjiao said, deliberately feigning disdain. "Comparing impact factors... as long as the literature is sufficient, that's enough."

Dean Zhao glanced at his son and said calmly, "A nephrologist from Tiannan Province was admitted to the Chinese Academy of Sciences after publishing an article in The New England Journal of Medicine."

"..." Zhao Tianjiao was stunned for a moment.

New England is indeed strong, but not that strong.

A New England paper can get you into the Chinese Academy of Sciences? Zhao Tianjiao thought about his father's words and felt somewhat bewildered.

"It is true that its influence is weaker now, and some people with a keen academic sense can even publish in top journals," Dean Zhao said casually. "But in the 1980s, The New England Journal of Medicine was one of the top medical journals, and our generation has a certain obsession with it."

"dad……"

"Ji Xiang's papers are of a very high standard, that's what I know," Dean Zhao said. "Do you know why he didn't publish in The Lancet, but instead published in the New England Journal of Medicine?"

Zhao Tianjiao shook his head.

These two top medical journals have extremely high impact factors. Zhao Tianjiao knew about them, but he didn't know the subtle differences between them.

"The New England Journal of Medicine has a fondness for certain case studies and is willing to publish very rare ones. This is the nature of periodicals, and it's quite remarkable that Ji Xiang, at his age, knows this."

As he spoke, Dean Zhao smiled.

"Tianjiao, don't think too much. As long as you can publish a paper in a top-tier journal around the age of 30, that's enough. Just like you said, that's enough."

Zhao Tianjiao looked at his father with a mournful face, without realizing it.

Enough is enough...

What about Ke Jixiang?

"And did you notice that the first author of the paper is Director Feng Changsheng?"

"He's the director of the Department of Gastrointestinal Surgery at the First Affiliated Hospital? No wonder." Zhao Tianjiao found a reason for himself, and his expression relaxed a lot.

"No," Dean Zhao said seriously, "The article was probably written by Ji Xiang, and the manipulation behind it was done by people behind Ji Xiang."

First of all, the article is of high quality and will not be criticized.

Secondly, the ability to publish quickly demonstrates strength.

Finally, Ji Xiang did not take credit for himself and gave the first authorship to Director Feng of the First Affiliated Hospital.

"This whole series... sigh."

As he spoke, Dean Zhao let out a deep sigh.

He wasn't sure if Zhao Tianjiao would understand the three points he was making, but it didn't matter. After watching a few episodes, Dean Zhao already knew how big the gap was between his son and other people's sons.

"If it were me, I would keep Ji Xiang under my command, even if it meant my death."

Zhao Tianjiao didn't quite understand what the old man was saying, but the last sentence was so blunt that his eyes were blazing with anger.

The fire of jealousy had burned him beyond recognition.

"Ji Xiang handles things very well. And it's true, at such a young age, he has a provincial natural science journal and a Lancet paper in hand, so he's definitely not in a hurry. In other words, he knows what he's doing and can publish even more articles."

"I'm giving a copy of The New England Journal of Medicine to Director Feng of the First Affiliated Hospital as a gift."

Even at the First Affiliated Hospital of Hangzhou Medical University, articles from The New England Journal of Medicine are considered a valuable gift.

Dean Zhao sometimes spoke of the New England Journal of Medicine, and sometimes switched between the two in fluent English without any difficulty.

Zhao Tianjiao vaguely sensed that his father's state of mind changed with each shift, but he was too consumed by jealousy to think about it.

……

……

"See?" Director Bai had already put away his phone and was watching TV. He said with a smile, "Let me tell you, Dazhi, you need to change your mindset from now on."

"How to change?"

"Of course, we're clinging to Xiao Ji's coattails," Director Bai said. "You think you can just casually give away a top-tier journal article? Are you willing to do that? Look at their magnanimity."

(End of this chapter)