Those years when I hung up and upgraded in the hospital

Chapter 83 I wish you a bright future (please collect and read)
Fang Yun took out his notebook, copied the corresponding contents one by one according to the policy documents of the Medical Association, and highlighted the key relevant contents.

Educational qualifications are still very important. If you want to climb up the ladder with a master's degree or a doctorate, even if your operational ability is relatively poor, you will have a greater advantage.

One thing that even Director Chen Shengwu failed to fully understand is that articles published in scientific research, whether they are academic articles such as SCI or CSCD, can also be used as extra points to evaluate a person's comprehensive ability.

It's just that Director Chen Shengwu didn't publish such high-quality articles, or maybe he didn't think he had published articles at all, so he didn't mention it.

With only a bachelor's degree, if you simply want to climb up through technology within the medical association, prefecture-level municipal hospitals are already the pinnacle of what you can reach.

If you want to go to a better unit, you must choose either teaching ability or scientific research ability.

The age of 30 is a relatively important node.

Those under 30 years old can generally be treated as students.But if you are over 30 years old, you are beyond the scope of students.

Fang Yun is currently unable to catch up with this standard.

Of course, Fang Yun also has an advantage at present. He is only 29 years old and has been promoted to the chief physician for several years. If everything goes well, he may be able to climb to the title of deputy chief physician at the age of 31 or [-].

But such a promotion cannot escape the writing of academic articles.

Therefore, it is still necessary to re-familiarize yourself with statistics and epidemiology.

What if I could publish a few articles and travel abroad?

"Ding Dong."

Fang Yun's phone screen lit up, and when he looked sideways, he saw an unread message from WeChat.

"Xiao Qinglan: I heard that you are very busy after going to work. Do you stay up late a lot now?"

Fang Yun:? ? ?
Frowning his brows slightly, Fang Yun put down his pen first, opened his phone with his fingerprint, read the message, and thought for a moment before replying: "Is work okay? It was quite leisurely in the town hospital before, and there were almost no patients in the surgery department."

"As for the county hospital, it is relatively busy. There are some operations performed on the operation day. I have just arrived at the Prefecture People's Hospital now. I don't know the specific situation yet."

Fang Yundu hadn't officially started working yet, and the contract had just been signed.

"Aren't there a lot of patients in the orthopedics department?" Xiao Qinglan asked again.

"That might be in a big hospital. In the state hospital I'm in now, the orthopedic wards are not full." Fang Yun replied.

"Oh. Thank you. I haven't been to a clinic yet." Xiao Qinglan said this.

"Didn't you have a master's degree and training before?" Fang Yun was stunned for a moment and hesitated for half a minute before replying.

"I had an undergraduate degree from Hengda University and wanted to get a master's degree from Tongji Hospital affiliated to Huazhong University of Science and Technology. It was too difficult to study for a professional master's degree. I was transferred to a master's degree, and then to a Ph.D., and I haven't even started formal training yet."

"Alas." Xiao Qinglan sighed, perhaps feeling that his future was bleak.

Fang Yun made a rough calculation and found that Xiao Qinglan is now 29 years old. Even if he leaves the postdoctoral mobile station at the age of 30, an academic doctorate will still need three years of training...

5+3+3+2+3，这就是肖清岄的路线。

"It's actually pretty good to be able to stay in Huashan Hospital." Fang Yun could only comfort him like this.

He has been working at the grassroots level for so long, not to mention that he wants to go to Huashan Hospital affiliated to Fuda, a hospital like Hunan Provincial People's Hospital that is basically unrepresented in the country, and no one will even look at him.

Reading is the fastest shortcut, and this is an unchanging rule, at least among medical students.

"I may not be able to stay. The other students are too busy. Maybe returning to Han City in the future is the right way."

"No more chatting. I want to see how their experiments are going." Xiao Qinglan replied. "Okay, then you get busy first." Fang Yun decisively cut off the topic.

Fang Yun didn't know what the staff at the postdoctoral mobile station needed to do, nor did she know what role Xiao Qinglan currently played in her laboratory.

The gap between the two is getting bigger and bigger, so not disturbing them is the best choice.

The current situation is that it would be even more unreasonable to ask a person who left the postdoctoral mobile station to return to a prefecture-level city hospital than asking a person who wanted to study for a master's degree to accompany him back to his hometown.

"I wish you a bright future." Fang Yun then added.

"I also wish you success in your work." Xiao Qinglan replied.

……

If there hadn't been Chang Guangzhou's joke, or Fang Yun wouldn't have thought to ask, there wouldn't be the current conversation.

But even if there was one, it was just a casual chat. Fang Yun didn't dare to think too much, so he had to do all the clinical work first.

In a blink of an eye, it’s December.

However, December [-]st was Saturday, which was the first time that Fang Yun appeared in the outpatient department of the Prefecture People's Hospital as an attending physician. He had a sports medicine physician number called Fang Yun's attending physician.

It was my first time to sit in a clinic. I said I wasn’t nervous, but I was definitely a little weak.

However, while watching backstage, Fang Yun discovered that out of the fifty accounts he had released, only three had been registered, and one account had been withdrawn so far.

But even so, Fang Yun still had breakfast early and then rushed to the orthopedic diagnosis and treatment area of ​​the outpatient department.

Fang Yun's arrival made the two registered patients a little disappointed and full of hesitation.

On the contrary, the nurse at the consultation desk looked particularly enthusiastic when she saw a handsome man in a white coat walking into the consulting room carrying mineral water.

He quickly stood up, walked to the door of the consulting room, and asked, "Doctor Fang, can you call me now?"

Fang Yun replied: "After I log in to the outpatient clinic account, I can operate it. Thank you for keeping order."

Fang Yun is so young. He only needs to ask the people in the department about the procedures related to outpatient services, and he can perform them all. How can he need the help of the guiding nurse?
The young lady was a little disappointed, but she nodded.

Soon, Fang Yun called in a patient who had the wrong number.He is a man in his 40s with bone deformity. This is a matter of trauma surgery or joint surgery and has little to do with Fang Yun.

Specialist treatment, Fang Yun took him to queue up outside the clinic of another trauma surgeon next door, and then began to treat the last registered patient.

"What's wrong with you?" Fang Yun took the medical record and opened it without writing anything.

When a patient registers, he or she may not know which doctor is responsible for which specialty. If the patient also suffers from other specialties, then he has to help transfer the patient.

"I accidentally sprained my foot. It hurts a little here." The other person was a woman, probably in her twenties, with a good figure, but her face needed a little beauty treatment.

There is no such thing as beauty or ugliness in the eyes of doctors, so Fang Yun began to record the time in the department.

"How long have you been injured and what kind of sports did you do to get the injury?" Fang Yun asked.

"About two weeks, what kind of exercise, do I have to talk about it?" The thick pink woman's tone was slightly hesitant.

"You don't have to say it, it's just twisted, right?" The patient had something to hide, and Fang Yun could probably guess the other person's occupation.

(End of this chapter)