Doctor of Healing

Chapter 767 Papers with Traffic
"It's just a skilled job. If you do it a lot, you'll get used to it." Ji Xiang said, "It's not difficult to post an SCI article. What's difficult is the number of citations."

"What is a citation count?"

Tang Yan didn't know these advanced terms at all, she asked curiously.

Although Ji Xiang is young, he can always say some weird nouns.

Just like the number of citations, Tang Yan has never heard of other professors or experts.

Everyone in the Second Affiliated Academy is proud to publish a SCI paper. As for whether others will cite it, it is all "details".

"Simply speaking, the number of citations is the popularity and flow of the paper." Ji Xiang replied plainly.

"The paper still has traffic!!" Tang Yan was surprised.

"Of course there are no papers on Shui, but there are serious papers." Lin Jiuze said flatly, startling Tang Yan.

Why is there another person here!

However, there are too many supporting channels, and Tang Yan has slowly accepted this.

"Good papers will be cited. Generally speaking, 10 citations is considered a passing mark."

"Other citations are an important symbolic factor to measure the level of academic papers. Only when papers are valuable will they be cited. Some classic papers will be cited by hundreds or thousands, and more than ten times will have a high-citation mark."

Ji Xiang narrowed his eyes and explained to Tang Yan in a more gentle tone.

"What about your thesis?" Tang Yan asked.

"Now the number of citations is only more than 200, and we must continue to work hard."

"!!!"

Tang Yan highly suspects that Ji Xiang is in Versailles.

Although she didn't quite understand, Tang Yan felt very powerful.

And Ji Xiang has never been a braggart, what he said basically became reality in the end.

"It's really not high." Ji Xiang explained in an affirmative tone, trying to explain that he is not Versailles, "Nowadays, as long as you are familiar with the writing format, you can write a series of things."

Seeing that Tang Yan was still a little confused, Ji Xiang thought about it.

"Zhang Heng's seismograph, you know." Ji Xiang asked.

"I know."

Tang Yan didn't understand why the seismograph had something to do with the thesis.

"I have a friend who is studying for a Ph.D. at the University of Geosciences." Ji Xiang said, "He was very interested in the seismograph when he was in school, but he couldn't make it. Later, we worked together and ordered it according to the shape of the picture. Seismograph."

"Ham, what's the use of just the appearance." Tang Yan sneered.

"The dragon has a bead in its mouth, which is controlled by a program. The program uses a crawler to connect to the domestic professional seismic network. Once the seismic network predicts an earthquake, the program will start by itself, and the beads will fall."

"..."

"..."

"Although I don't know how Zhang Heng made it back then, it seems that the thing we fiddled with is similar." Ji Xiang laughed, "Or Zhang Heng is a person who traveled through time, so maybe he used the orphan product we fiddled with. "

"This……"

Lin Jiu was a little confused.

Zhao Zhe and Tang Yan didn't think about Ji Xiang's so-called "seismograph" at all, but Lin Jiuze thought about it carefully, and he was terrified.

Although this thing is a counterfeit, the details are very flying, and the thinking is not imprisoned in place.

Expanding the association, Lin Jiu felt that he had been inspired to a certain extent.

Moreover, what Ji Xiang said was not nonsense, but instead confirmed some of Lin Jiuze's assumptions about the thesis.

"Finished, call it a day!" Ji Xiang turned around and stepped down.

Today's operation is completed, it's getting late, and Ji Xiang still has something to worry about.

Meng Qingfei is on duty, and Ji Xiang is going to accompany him.

After all, Meng Qingfei is the man who still misses him after he wakes up from general anesthesia. Every time Ji Xiang thinks about it, he laughs in his heart.

However, Jixiang was not in a hurry, and the patient was sent back to the ward under general anesthesia before changing clothes and leaving after the patient's condition stabilized.

When I came to the emergency department, I was greeted with a familiar smell.

It's just that in the smell of the emergency department today, the smell of blood is much stronger, and it should be that the patient has been rescued.

It also smelled like vomit.

It seems that the internal medicine department is not idle, and there are many patients who need gastric lavage due to alcoholism.

After less than half a year of training, Jixiang has been able to judge what the emergency department has done by relying on the taste.

At the door of the emergency surgery clinic, Meng Qingfei saw Ji Xiang and threw a bunch of keys over.

Ji Xiang went to put on Meng Qingfei's white clothes familiarly and chattered along.

After nine o'clock, I finally got free.

"Xiao Ji, you seem to have done a lot of scientific research recently, so there's no need to accompany me on duty all the time. If you want to meet and chat, as long as I'm not on duty, we can go out for a drink." Meng Qingfei slumped on a chair and said to Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang was a little embarrassed to know that Meng Qing was not Teacher Meng.

"No, Teacher Meng." Ji Xiang said, "It's always good to come to the emergency room for a look. Zhangzhang's clinical experience is also good."

"Clinical experience? Hey." Meng Qingfei smiled, "You used to talk about how you were during the internship. At the beginning, I thought that this kid is really good at bragging. After a year of internship, how many patients can he meet and how many can he remember? Look. It looks like you were very attentive during the internship."

Ji Xiang was ashamed.

Although it is true that I was very caring during my internship, the clinical experience and many things are basically encountered when I empathize with myself.

Just said a few words, the voice of 120 ambulance came.

Meng Qingfei sighed deeply, got up and walked out of the consulting room.

"Our surgeon?"

"Well, just now when you were suturing, you went to the 120 clinic. A lower-level hospital encountered a patient with pneumothorax. After closed drainage, the patient went into shock."

"Uh……"

Ji Xiang was slightly taken aback.

"Is it bleeding?"

"I don't know, look at the situation."

The flat trolley pushes the patient in, and Ji Xiang first looks at the breast bottle hanging on the flat trolley, which is lower than the patient.

The water column of the chest bottle fluctuated well, and no bloody fluid was drawn out, so it was estimated that it was just a spontaneous pneumothorax.

Where did the shock come from?
Continuing to look at the patient, Ji Xiang saw that the patient was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his eyelids were also white.

Blood pressure is also low, only 80/56 mm Hg.

The first feeling was hemorrhagic shock, but where did the blood come from?

Meng Qingfei had asked for a B-ultrasound long ago, and after a round of investigations, there was no internal bleeding.

"Send it to the thoracic surgery." Meng Qingfei said, "Tell the boss of the thoracic surgery that the patient is fine and can be discharged after a day or two."

The accompanying examiner who sent the patient responded and pushed the patient away.

"Mr. Meng, the patient...is probably in hemorrhagic shock." Ji Xiang asked suspiciously, "Do you not do other tests? Why do I feel that he is going to go on stage to stop the bleeding?"

"No, I've checked everything that needs to be checked. It's just a simple spontaneous pneumothorax. It's normal to have low blood pressure and look almost in a bad state."

"..."

Ji Xiang couldn't understand Meng Qingfei's words.

Teacher Meng Qingfei had already briefly described the characteristics of a hemorrhagic shock, but he later said it was fine.

"Hahaha, don't think too much about it. I didn't discharge the patient, so it would be nice to send it to the inpatient department. But the boss has to nagging me, saying that I take patients randomly."

Ji Xiang was puzzled and came to the operating room of the system with concentration.

(End of this chapter)