Those years when I hung up and upgraded in the hospital

Chapter 250 Precise positioning (please subscribe)

In September, with the arrival of his junior fellow students, Dr. Liu Xianming is about to cross the threshold of becoming a doctoral fellow and transform into a spinning machine.

Liu Xianming's rhythm, urged by himself, was tighter than Fang Yun's.

The main theme after graduation is to find a job, and even a PhD student has to make a lot of preparations when looking for a job.

This includes the preparation of clinical skills.

On September 23rd, between surgeries, in the lounge of the operating room.

It was the first time that Fang Yun heard Professor An Luming tell Liu Xianming very accurately: "Xianming, our department does not have controllable quotas this year. You may need to apply for it."

"Master, did Teacher Liu say this personally?" Liu Xianming's eyes flickered and he sat very upright.

The teacher Liu Xianming refers to is Professor Liu Han of the Department of Hand Surgery. Professor Liu Han is the current administrative director of the Department of Orthopedics and concurrently serves as the ward director of the Department of Hand Surgery.

In charge of personnel power.

Professor An Luming said that there is no controllable quota, that is, the Department of Orthopedics will not set up a necessary slot on the surface, but will admit students on a merit-based basis.

If the conditions are met, then five or six will be accepted, but if the conditions are not met, none of them will be recruited.

And such conditions are generally very harsh.

“是的，要么是30+40，要么就是45+！要么就是15+乘2.”安陆明简单地说着一些暗号。

Although these secret codes did not sound particularly straightforward, he did not hide it from Fang Yun, but said it in front of Fang Yun. Naturally, these standards had been discussed with Fang Yun before.

It is very simple, that is, the potential index is greater than 40, and then the sum of the impact factors of monograph-type articles is greater than .

Or the potential index is greater than 45!

Then either, if there are two or more monograph-type articles in the field of basic scientific research, and the impact factor exceeds 15 points, you can safely stay in the hospital.

In other words, you must be particularly good at at least one of scientific research and clinical practice.

Fang Yun can probably understand the pattern. In other words, an individual's clinical potential index is actually equivalent to the gold content of a person's published articles to a certain extent.

Having just graduated with a Ph.D., it is actually very difficult to achieve a potential index of over 45.

Similarly, it is extremely difficult to complete two monograph-type articles with scores above 30 points, so the entry requirements for most PhDs are 40+!

There is no shortage of workers in trauma surgery.

"It's a bit higher than last year." Liu Xianming smiled bitterly.

"Did Teacher Liu know my current threshold, so he selectively raised it a few steps?" Liu Xianming asked his master seriously, and did not blame Professor Liu Han for targeting him.

Currently, Liu Xianming's potential index is around 25 or 6. In one year, if he specializes in clinical practice, he can reach 30 without any problem.

Similarly, the total impact factor of Liu Xianming's published articles is just stuck at 32. If he specializes in scientific research for a year, he can actually have a chance at 40.

But to achieve it at the same time, this puts a lot of pressure on Liu Xianming, and he must have a certain amount of talent and "resource accumulation".

"Actually, Professor Liu is not embarrassing you, but he is posing a problem for me." An Luming said unequivocally.

"It hasn't been long since I became the administrative director of the Trauma Surgery Department. You are the one who I really want to stay after I take office. Professor Liu depends on my wishes." An Luming said, stroking his chin.

When Liu Xianming heard this, his expression was not too happy, but full of hesitation: "Master, but in this case, what will happen to the two junior brothers?"

"Even if Zhang Xuxian is Professor Chen's student, we can ignore it, but Liao Lele and Jiahua are both from our own team?"

In this second-year Ph.D. class, because Professor Chen Zhiyuan also has a Ph.D. spot, there are three second-year Ph.D. students in the group.

If some resources are allocated to Liu Xianming at this time, then Liao Lele and Li Jiahua will suffer. But in fact, if it is not tilted, in the end, all three people may go their separate ways, and no one can stay.

"How great would it be if you could get the absolute potential index like Fang?"

"You can even slap the transcript directly on Professor Liu's desk." An Luming replaced Fang Yun's name with the word "Fang".

The absolute potential index is the calculation of the potential index after assigning points to basic surgical skills.

Under such circumstances, it is obviously very difficult to subtract the deduction points for age while still being a positive number.

"Master, what you are talking about is something that is rare." Liu Xianming bit his lip, but it was covered by the mask, so An Luming couldn't see his expression clearly.

An Luming sighed softly, obviously feeling extremely embarrassed at this moment.

The palms and backs of your hands are full of flesh. When there are not enough resources, it is very difficult to make a choice.

Professor An Luming then looked at Fang Yun, who was a little embarrassed: "Xiao Fang, how far is your experiment?"

"I heard someone say that your experiment seems to be progressing well?" An Luming asked.

"Professor An, it's not bad, the progress is quite satisfactory. It's not too fast either."

"The main reason is that the atmosphere in the laboratory is good." Fang Yun replied with a smile.

An Luming turned to look at Liu Xianming: "Co-writing, the atmosphere in the laboratory where Fang Yun is staying is good, but the atmosphere in the laboratory where you are staying is not?"

When Liu Xianming heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Master, you can't listen to Brother Fang Yun. Most of what Brother Fang Yun said is modesty."

"You can only trust seven or eight out of ten at most."

"Then why don't you learn to be as humble as Fang Yun?" An Luming didn't believe his student's complaints.

Finally, someone else’s child is around. If you don’t take it and use it, you won’t be able to achieve maximum utilization.

Liu Xianming's expression changed slightly, and he took the opportunity to change the subject: "Master, when do you think Brother Fang Yun will be able to learn the two surgeries of osteotomy and bone transfer?"

Liu Xianming's eyes were full of curiosity and he looked quite smart.

"You ask me?"

"Envy?" An Luming asked back.

"No, Master, let's just make a guess!" Liu Xianming seemed to mean something.

An Luming thought about the time carefully and felt that Liu Xianming had already graduated by then: "Then you probably won't be able to see it."

When Liu Xianming heard this, his expression changed again: "Master, what if I can see it?"

"Huh?" The more An Luming listened, the more something was wrong.

As a student, I am obviously digging a hole for myself, right?

An Luming looked at Fang Yun and asked, "Xiao Fang, did you have some small breakthroughs in the practice room?"

"Yeah. A little bit." Fang Yun smiled and nodded.

"Professor An, you can't go on stage yet, but you can do it in private for fun."

"Let's go and take a look." An Luming stood up immediately and patted Fang Yun on the shoulder.

(End of this chapter)