Chapter 1300 The Scholar (Part 2)

"But the number of articles published by others and those outside the small circles cited and published, and the number of articles looking for new directions will increase year by year. I won't talk about the specific data." Huang Lao said, "This involves a very dark guess."

"Boss, it's either a guess or a fact." Zhou Congwen emphasized.

"If you are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?" Huang Lao shook his head.

Zhou Congwen laughed in his heart. The boss said that this was a standard statement by a doctor who explained the condition. He only said that what he saw was rarely extended or expanded.

"Isn't it just that the big guys in the circle control their voice and then the party fights against the differences?" Zhou Congwen said, "Boss, this is an inevitable rule for thousands of years, and there is nothing dark."

"So I rarely speak in China." Mr. Huang seemed a little tired, "But I gave it a chance, they are really not good at it."

Zhou Congwen listened to his boss saying this in a tone of grieving his misfortune and angering him, and knew what he was thinking.

After pondering for a few seconds, Zhou Congwen comforted her, "Boss, you can't ask others for your standards. Just like Academician Chu, who has just gotten on the right track, has given her opportunities, but he dared not do it easily."

The opportunity was given, but Academician Chu... was indeed useless. This was just the words of the father and the other two closed the door and said to themselves. Even if they opened the door, even Mr. Huang could not be domineering as if they were to open it.

"If you don't talk about this, you can continue." Mr. Huang waved his hand and pulled the topic back.

"Let me give you an example." Zhou Congwen said, "I was in the Third Hospital before and took Director Li to undergo a thoracoscopic wedge surgery. Director Li was particularly concerned at that time and almost immediately learned wedge surgery. In terms of talent, Director Li cannot be said to be the best in the world, and is also outstanding."

"But for nearly a year, he's still making wedge cuts."

"I estimate that in the next five to ten years, or even before Director Li retires, he will only be ready to do a wedge cutting procedure. As for other procedures, I don't think he is interested in it."

Huang Lao sighed quietly.

"A few days ago, I told Dr. Lu that every dragon slaying boy will eventually turn into that evil dragon."

"Of course, except for you, boss." Zhou Congwen said seriously, "You will always be the young man who holds a sword in the world."

Mr. Huang did not refute, but said with a little sadness, "I can't stand the smelly skin, what can I do?"

The boss's heart has always been that young man, wearing a bright clothes and angering horse, and holding a sword to the world.

Unfortunately, body aging is a natural law, and the boss is a human being after all, and he cannot resist the power of the rules.

Zhou Congwen is also very sorry that the boss will eventually grow old little by little.

"It will take at least 20 years." Zhou Congwen said, "In 20 years, the 3D printing technology of the organs will mature after cell cloning. You just need to ensure the activity of the brain, after all, brain research has been sealed."

"No one is immortal. If you don't talk about this, you can continue." Mr. Huang brought the topic back.

"Death seems to only change part of it. Some bigwigs had a close and fixed group of collaborators, students, and this is the so-called teachers and party friends.

Then even if the big guys die, it will be difficult for outsiders to promote the development of this field.

The self-supporting small circles keep the big people from dissipating, and continue to block the influx of fresh blood after death."

"A gentleman is a group but not a party." Mr. Huang gave a conclusion.

"Boss, you can think well, and what we are doing is relatively simple." Zhou Congwen said, "Others may not be there."

"For example, today you used Dr. Laurent's iron-blooded method to rub it on the ground, create heat, catch fire, and then send him directly to the place he should go to. I think this method is very correct, and even if I were me, I would have an attack when Chu Yuntian came to challenge him."

"Chu Yuntian is still a child, so he can't be serious with him. Besides, what's the ability to be arrogant in the nest?" Mr. Huang waved his hand and said calmly.

"It can be considered that he represents the Mayo Clinic." Zhou Congwen smiled, "I either instigate or just talk about a possibility."

“It doesn’t make sense.”

"Yes, boss, you're right." Zhou Congwen said seriously, "This ESD surgery involves the promotion of a new surgery, which is essentially different from Chu Yuntian's homecoming challenge. If there is no counterattack or show mercy, the promotion of ESD surgery will inevitably be hindered by countless obstacles."

"It's really strange, how could the doctors at the Bordeaux Central Hospital hate ESD surgery to the core?" Mr. Huang was a little confused.

According to Mr. Huang’s perception, Dr. Laurent should not notice this. At most, if the paper is not approved, it is not necessary to do PPT and start a war directly.

Zhou Congwen then told his boss about the open and secret struggles in the provincial medical circle, and even in an accidental opportunity, the aftermath of this struggle turned into huge waves.

Mr. Huang is not interested in similar things. Whether it is Dean Lin of the first year of medical school or Dean Chen of the second year of medical school, he is a small person who cannot be even smaller.

But perhaps because of the butterfly effect, this little person triggered this "crisis". Fortunately, Zhou Congwen is there, and he is there, using thunder means to suppress opponents.

"So I said you did the right thing, boss."

"Our medical circle is still relatively objective. If you can do surgery, you can do it. If you can't do it, you can't do it. It's not like mathematics or physics. You can argue for a lifetime." Huang Laodao, "But I'm really a little anxious. Basic theories have been unable to break through. These hateful old men."

"Haha." Zhou Congwen laughed, "Boss, in the eyes of others, you are also a hateful old man."

"I'm not." Old Huang said flatly, "But people can't escape birth, old age, sickness and death. Deng Ming's affairs made me think about it for a long time. After I leave, someone will always protect you."

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and you rely on your own abilities." Zhou Congwen said.

Old Huang nodded slightly and didn't say anything. It seemed that he agreed with Zhou Congwen's words.

People are in the world, and they cannot help but be.

How many people can I tell you about this?

Zhou Congwen brought the topic back and put it into small realities from the grand narrative.

The work status of the academician’s workstation and the arrangements of several doctors have been reported to the boss.

"Director Xiao is quite interesting, he is a wonderful person." Mr. Huang gave an evaluation, "Zhou Congwen, what do you think he will think."

"Maybe back to Baishui City." Zhou Congwen sighed, "I'm a little reluctant to let it go, but the words back to Baishui City are simple and neat, and they will be prosperous and prosperous in the future. Going to 912 with me, working hard every day, there is no great benefit."

"I thought about telling Dean Xiao, but in the end I gave up and wait for him to choose." Zhou Congwen said, Zhan Yan smiled, "Does children and grandchildren have their own blessings? You said yes, boss."
Chapter completed!