Healing Doctor

Chapter 678 Xiao Ji's generosity is extremely high.

"Then the three of us will each be the first, second, and third authors, and the final papers just need to be roughly the same," Ji Xiang said.

"But Neymar has already had six papers published on him," Lin Jiu finally told the truth.

Lately, he's been seeing Ji Xiang publish papers in top journals like it's nothing, and he's been incredibly envious. Even though he's already received a job offer from Massachusetts General Hospital, he still values ​​the more papers published in top journals the better.

Lin Jiu was envious, but too embarrassed to say anything. Just then, Ji Xiang brought it up today, and he immediately seized the opportunity.

In his view, the limit is that a single surgery can produce six papers in top-tier journals.

So Lin Jiu regretted it a bit. If he had known that Ji Xiang could carry him, he would have knelt down long ago.

"Neymar's paper is just a bunch of fudged papers, it doesn't count," Ji Xiang said.

"..."

Lin Jiu, on the other hand, hated Ji Xiang's Versailles.

Two of his papers were published in The Lancet, and the other four were published in top-tier journals within his specialty, yet Ji Xiang claimed they were just for show and didn't count.

That's what it means to not fool people.

What, then, truly counts?

"The procedure we're currently using—embolizing the kidney cancer cells before surgical resection—will likely lead to at least 100 papers published in top-tier journals in the future."

Ji Xiang immediately gave the answer.

"The future? How far into the future?" Lin Jiu said with a hint of sarcasm.

"1-3 years," Ji Xiang answered confidently.

Lin Jiu was slightly speechless.

Logically speaking, Ji Xiang's work in the provincial natural sciences is a legitimate business, but he is so certain that he can produce 100 research papers in top journals.

A major event, such as the flu pandemic many years ago, or a major technological breakthrough, can attract a flood of research papers.

but!

Partial resection of kidney cancer is already a mature surgical procedure. Ji Xiang only added preoperative interventional embolization. How could he possibly "produce" more than 100 top-level papers?

Lin Jiu had countless complaints in his heart, but he didn't say them out loud.

Ji Xiang knew that Lin Jiu wouldn't believe it.

Back when the oilfield hospital was conducting diabetes research, no one believed that such a study could produce dozens of papers in top journals and lead the world in the field.

After receiving patient guidance from the system NPC, Ji Xiang was not in a hurry in his scientific research; he knew that things are accomplished through hard work.

There is a fundamental difference between 100 surgeries and 1000 surgeries.

Gaining popularity through variety shows can attract more patients, but the rest cannot be achieved overnight; it can only be done step by step.

Although Ji Xiang is young, through empathy, his mindset is in a dual state of youth and old age.

They are both energetic and patient.

Lin Jiu didn't quite believe it, but he always felt that Ji Xiang was contradictory, yet he didn't know where the contradiction came from.

After the surgery, back in the ward, Zhao Zhe focused on writing medical records, while Lin Jiu, though unassuming in public, was very capable and never slacked off.

"Xiao Ji, what are you busy with?" President Xu Leyu came over to greet Ji Xiang.

He was a little embarrassed and a little hesitant.

"Mr. Xu, I'm preparing to write a paper," Ji Xiang said frankly. Then he looked at Mr. Xu seriously and asked, "By the way, I submitted a paper to JBJS magazine a few days ago. It should be published. I didn't discuss it with you before listing you as the second author."

"Who is the first author?" Xu Leyu asked subconsciously.

He paused for a moment after asking the question, and veins popped out on his forehead, clearly indicating that his blood pressure had spiked.

Xu Leyu grabbed Ji Xiang's hand. "Xiao Ji, what magazine did you say?"

"jbjs," Ji Xiang said, "the journal of orthopedic surgery, the American edition, has a slightly lower impact factor. This... is indeed a bit embarrassing."

Xu Leyu's mind went blank for a moment.

JBJS's impact factor is indeed not high, with the highest being only slightly over 4 in some years. However, in the minds of orthopedic surgeons, it is the most professional journal, on par with AJSM (American Journal of Sports Medicine).

"Mr. Xu, I think this is a journal specializing in orthopedics, so I'm including your name. Isn't being a second author a bit too low? If you need to be promoted, just let me know, and I'll get you a first author for your next paper."

"!!!"

Xu Leyu's eyes were already blazing with anger, and his ears were ringing with a cacophony of noise.

"Mr. Xu?"

"President Xu?!" Ji Xiang called out twice.

Xu Leyu swayed and it took a full minute for him to recover.

He gripped Ji Xiang's hand tightly. "Little Ji, can we give our presentation?"

"It should be possible. I've already spoken with the review experts over there," Ji Xiang said calmly.

Lin Jiu, meanwhile, pricked up his ears in the corner, his curiosity immediately piqued.

The review experts are not based at the magazine office, but are located in hospitals and schools around the world.

Has Ji Xiang communicated with them? When did he contact these experts?!

If someone else had said it, Lin Jiu would not have believed it at all.

But since Ji Xiang said those words, Lin Jiu had no doubts at all.

Lin Jiu subconsciously clenched his hands. No wonder Ji Xiang could publish a paper in The Lancet or The New England Journal of Medicine as easily as playing a game, and there were even supplements.

His family must be from a medical family; at least someone in his family helped him contact the magazine's review experts.

With this, the mysterious aura emanating from Ji Xiang increased by 1.

"Xiao Ji...really? I'm about to have a heart attack." Xu Leyu had been thinking about asking Ji Xiang to help him with an SCI paper, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Ji Xiang had already done it for him. What else was there to say?

"Really? It's just a paper. It involves orthopedics, and I thought you would definitely need it. Besides, you've given me a lot of help during my residency here, so I took the liberty of including my name. I don't know if that's enough."

Taking matters into one's own hands...

One of the professors leading the group had already looked at Ji Xiang.

I wish I could have this kind of unauthorized decision-making.

The other professors leading the group looked on with envy. They knew very well that Mr. Xu was the second author, so who was the first author?

It must be Deng Chaohong!

Although Ji Xiang is young, he is incredibly generous. He gives away first and second issues of top orthopedic journals without batting an eye.

On second thought, they sighed again.

Dr. Ji cares about journals with an impact factor of at least 20. He doesn't care at all about highly specialized journals like the American Journal of Sports Medicine.

He was working on his thesis.

The purpose of reading papers is not for myself, but... to improve my relationships with my colleagues.

Oh shit!

Someone cursed inwardly.

Publishing a paper in a similar SCI journal is something those paper-writing studios simply cannot do. Even if they could, it would cost at least tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan, which is incomparable to the kind of papers that can be bought.

The way they looked at Ji Xiang seemed to have hooks in their eyes.

That old fox Deng Chaohong, he made his move early on to get Ji Xiang, how come I didn't have that foresight!

(End of this chapter)