medical simulator

"Xiao Fang, it's just right, you go to have lunch with me, I'm almost mad at my students."

"MMP, don't do business all day long, and ask me about things that are not Xiong'an." Zhou Cheng was so angry that he felt that he might not be suitable to be a good teacher.

He asked the counselors and class teachers of these junior college students in private, and what he heard made Zhou Cheng feel that the three views were a bit ruined.

They are not students of medical school. I heard that there are some who engage in fraud, some are defrauded, some sell insurance, some specialize in introducing business to driving schools, and some specialize in recruiting students for schools.

It can be said that in addition to studying, everything is done...

Even more outrageous things, there are those who are bold enough to give birth directly in the dormitory...

It was true, Zhou Cheng felt that he had really tried his best, there were a total of 120 people in the big class, none of them could catch Zhou Cheng's eyes, there was barely one, and his attitude was quite correct!

Just such a single seedling!

Hearing this, Fang Yun adjusted his expression immediately. He was also a student who knew what happened to Zhou Cheng, so he quickly persuaded him: "Teacher Zhou, please calm down. It may be that their school system is not enough, and they feel that they are too mixed and have no foundation. So I don’t understand the essence.”

"That is to say, Mr. Zhou, you disagree, otherwise, I would like to go to the class." Fang Yun touched his nose resentfully, scolding those students for not knowing how to cherish learning opportunities.

What Zhou Cheng said was what he dreamed of, and it was the only thing Zhou Cheng reserved for him at present. He said that it was not perfect for the time being, and he didn't want to teach him, so he missed it.

But Fang Yun is really curious, such a capable teacher Zhou Cheng, he might not even want the Nobel Prize.To deepen the mature teaching theory of Professor Chen Xueliang, he is really curious.

"When you know it, it's not the time yet. I can't harm you."

"If this theory is mature, I will definitely teach you as soon as possible. Let's go, don't talk about anything else, let's go to dinner." Zhou Cheng put down the textbook, shook his head and sighed.

I feel that there is a long way to go.

Fang Yun hurried out of the study room, and said quickly: "Mr. Zhou, is it too much for you? Actually, I don't need so much. Mr. Zhou, you haven't even started a family yet."

During the recent period, Fang Yun also wrote several articles and published them, but Zhou Cheng transferred him a little bit more money, [-] yuan, which he felt was too much.

In the past few months, Fang Yun felt uncomfortable in his heart because he often spent a lot of money on food.

Zhou Chengcheng said: "Don't talk about money, study hard, and make up the foundation of theory and scientific research as soon as possible. Yang Yifeng is still waiting for you to help."

"So far, your and his basic anatomical theories are the most complete in the entire large research group, but your current accumulation of basic scientific research is still too weak."

"The Provincial Health Committee has already set up a special project. No matter who comes into the research group, the basic salary is [-]. The more contributions, the higher the money."

Zhou Cheng took a look at Fang Yun and felt that his clinical talent was more than a hundred times that of his scientific research talent. Although his scientific research talent was also good and higher than his own, it was still not enough.

Fang Yun shouldn't compare himself with scientific research talent, he is the one who cheats.

My current scientific research background is all poured out by the simulator.

"Okay. Teacher Zhou, I will work hard." Fang Yun was a little moved.

"Mr. Zhou, can you ask me curiously, why is this topic of basic anatomy theory being so valued at present? Is it just because you want to win an award?" Fang Yun asked a little puzzled.

He just heard from Teacher Bu Haoran that this basic anatomy topic is very important and is currently being taken seriously. His short-term goal is to squeeze in and make it out sooner.

Zhou Cheng walked out with Fang Yun, his expression became stagnant, and he shook his head: "No, it doesn't matter whether you win the prize or not. This is another matter."

"You should know that at present, although the application level of modern medicine in our country has reached the international advanced level, it is still far from reaching the standard in the field of basic development."

"It's like our basic inspection and inspection equipment. So far, no company has been able to produce equipment that is on par with the international advanced level."

"And just a month ago, some of our domestic equipment maintenance has been withdrawn by foreign experts. It was said to the outside world that they want to reduce the market and do not plan to do it in the Huaguo market in the future. But in fact, it is for us. A kind of blockade of the country."

"When they are facing difficulties, they hope that we can pay more than five times the cost of technical maintenance and consumable imports to make up for the losses in other places. If they fail to negotiate, they will directly join the army."

"In such a predicament, we must be self-reliant and work hard to explore our basic fields!" Zhou Cheng's tone became heavy.

The seriousness of this incident has already exceeded Zhou Cheng's imagination. Moreover, the change of this incident was not expected in the simulator before, and it only appeared in the past few months. It is caused by some variable factors, Zhou Cheng has not thought of it yet.

However, such a change has also caused a better news, that is, Lu Ganzhou has returned to China, and Teacher Lu Ganzhou has contacted him, and some teachers have also returned to China one after another. They are currently in the incubation period and are waiting for an opportunity to make a comeback Opportunities and the direction to start working again.

After some foreign equipment is evacuated for maintenance, if there is any damage to many domestic equipment, then you have to be self-reliant and repair it yourself. There are not many people who know some core technologies in China.

Moreover, maintenance is only one aspect. If you don't want to spend dozens of times or more to import again, then you can only start to produce the corresponding equipment yourself.

Otherwise, you can only be strangled by the throat and let others slaughter you!

And, this time, surprisingly consistent!

Under such conditions, Zhou Cheng's basic anatomy project must be accelerated. Only by being accelerated and recognized by the whole country can he overthrow all the current surgical foundations in person, and then re-establish his own standards, so that they can fear.

Moreover, such a tearing of the skin must have enough basic data support!

Otherwise, it's scary.

Without enough basic data to support it, the National Health Commission did not dare to take such a bold risk to gamble with a possibility!

If it fails, then we may still be able to go on the old road, spend money to eliminate disasters, continue to spend money on people, technology, and equipment, and let them scrape our bones and suck blood on us!

Many things, domestic prices and foreign prices, are earth-shaking!

This is the bloody fact.

Fang Yun's face gradually became serious: "Zhou, Mr. Zhou, this? Is this true?"

Fang Yun is a person who understands. He knows that at present, in modern medicine, even the most basic suture needle, the domestic suture needle, is not as easy to use as the imported suture needle.

This is not shocking, nor is it to grow others' ambitions and destroy one's own prestige, this is a fact!

Brutal fact!

"Of course it's true, but you don't need to touch many of these things now." Zhou Cheng said this, and then thought that he had heard this kind of words many times before.

So I changed another saying: "After you have accumulated to a certain level, you will be able to understand it naturally. Knowing too much now will be detrimental to your development."

The more you know, the more you know how small you are, and the more you know how powerless you are.

Medicine is a discipline, and it is an extremely rigorous discipline. So far, Zhou Cheng doesn't even know how to deal with the current situation. He can only say that he should do what he can and try his best.

Then leave the bigger difficulties to the tall man. What he has to do now is to quickly improve the theory of education and teaching, and then step up the subject of basic anatomy, and then he can say, participate in such a blockade In response!

Dimensionality reduction strikes in some fields are just so powerless!

"Okay, Teacher Zhou, I will work hard as soon as possible!" Fang Yun nodded solemnly.

……

Just now I sat down in a restaurant, before Zhou Cheng had time to order, Luo Yun's phone rang, Zhou Cheng handed the menu to Fang Yun: "You can order whatever you want, I'll answer the phone."

Fang Yun said: "Mr. Zhou, can I invite you for today's meal?"

"Please, you order, I'll answer the phone." Zhou Cheng didn't talk to Fang Yun much, he hoped that Teacher Luo Yun could bring him some good news.

"Teacher Luo." Zhou Cheng's tone was still respectful, even though his current status in the world was already higher than that of Luo Yun, he could even ignore Luo Yun.

"Xiao Zhou, the data of our previous tumor pure technology project has been collected. This is good news, but there is a problem, that is, we have submitted several journals, and the other party said that our data is not true."

"So, after discussing with Lao Chu, we decided not to submit articles abroad, and we will directly submit to our own domestic magazines!"

"Actually, the best way is to start a journal, but I don't have so much energy at the moment, so the final result of this article may not be as good as the journal submitted to the results of the previous experiments."

"Your side, do you have any objections?" Luo Yun asked on the phone.

"Of course no problem, Mr. Luo."

"Could it be that it has reached such a point now?" Zhou Cheng asked in puzzlement.

It’s okay to block technology and patents, and it’s okay to withdraw some things, but now even the publication of articles is restricted, so what is academic freedom?The world is medical?

"Good technology is not necessarily a good product, and something that is not a good product may not work abroad!"

"Xiao Zhou, since you agree, then our research team has reached an agreement. Old Chu and I plan to extend this research theory to the diagnosis and treatment of other tumors."

"As far as I know, the data from the National Health Commission shows that due to the increase in the price of anti-tumor drugs, alternative drugs have not been able to become a guideline in time. At present, the mortality rate of patients with moderate to severe cancer has increased by [-]% nationwide. One percent."

"Currently, the number of people with tumors in our country is in the tens of millions." Luo Yun's voice was a little tight, and his breathing was a little messy.

Huaguo is a country with a large population. With a huge population base, the number of patients with each disease is also extremely large.

A percentage of one percent, that is, hundreds of thousands of people, distributed and standing, seems insignificant, but it is one ten thousandth of the total population of the country, and they are all old, weak, sick and disabled!

However, these people are also from Huaguo. They are helpless when they are sick, and they are not destined to be eliminated!

"Mr. Luo, don't they claim to be human rights?" Zhou Cheng was still puzzled. The world he knew before was not like this.

Moreover, what the brothers and sisters said was not the same as those teachers who came back from studying abroad.

Some teachers who came to China from abroad to visit and communicate are not like this.

"Xiao Zhou, people are all people, and doctors are all doctors, but in other respects, this is not the case. This is a problem that has existed since ancient times."

"Parents of doctors think that Hua people have gone abroad. As long as you have money, you can still enjoy the same treatment. That's for you!"

"After zooming in on the level, there are only data and interests, and individuals cannot be controlled."

"Xiao Zhou, you have to learn to understand that no matter where you are on the Internet, every string of data you see must be accompanied by the blood and sweat of some people, and even the price of life. Whether it shows the good side or the bad side!"

"This world is always like this. It is inorganic and cold. Our living body is just an accidental combination of organic matter composed of countless inorganic substances!"

"Don't forget the original intention."

"Don't forget that even when we are working for the welfare of others, some people will die in the process, so we must always be cautious." Luo Yun's tone trembled slightly as he said this.

Indeed, no matter what time it is, as long as there is struggle, there will be sacrifices, in various ways, at all levels, it just depends on your vision.

"Okay, Teacher Luo, thank you." Zhou Cheng backed up in shock, Luo Yun's words seemed to awaken someone in a dream.

For a long time, he only thought that he was doing good deeds, and he figured that what he was doing was a good deed and had no selfish intentions. He didn't even take any money from anyone.

However, what he does involves other interests. Where there are disputes, there will be battles, whether it is tangible or intangible.

Where there is fighting, there will be death.

This is unavoidable.

Luo Yun's reminder of not forgetting the original intention made Zhou Cheng's soul tremble along with it.

At this moment, he somewhat understood what Teacher Zeng Diwei said to him when he was defending half a year ago when he left Shashi.

At that time, he asked.

Teacher, why are you writing?

Zeng Diwei returned peaches and plums.

Then Zhou Cheng asked again, why did Gui Yuanping write?

What Zeng Diwei answered was lights, Wanjia lights!

What about yourself?

Zhou Cheng is constantly alerting himself, sometimes, but doing good deeds, don't ask about the future, these eight words cannot be done.

However, what is to be done now must be done, which is right.

3 Chapter Fifty Premonitions!

"Mr. Zhou, I ordered four dishes and one soup, three meat and one vegetable, do you think there is anything else to add?" Zhou Cheng re-entered, Fang Yun said to Zhou Cheng rather shyly.

"Okay, if your appetite is not very good, I think we can subtract one more dish." Fang Yun treats guests, Zhou Cheng still does not want him to spend so much money.

Now, Fang Yun is already in charge of the department. Basically, he can complete the operations that Changshi comes into contact with. With his current strength, it is not difficult to go out and find a job, but there is a limitation of education.

Zhou Cheng asked Fang Yun what he thought, and he still hoped to learn for a while.

"Ms. Zhou, that's the order." Fang Yun hurriedly reported the menu to the waiter, and after urging the food to be served, he sat there in good order.

Zhou Cheng then asked: "Xiao Fang, there are no special patients in the department recently, right?"

As early as a few days ago, Zhou Chengcheng had almost never been in the group. It was only Lu Bin and Fang Yun who were in charge of the surgeries in the department. He only followed Wei Hong and Zuo Huan for emergency surgeries occasionally.

Fang Yun shook his head and said, "Mr. Zhou, not to mention special patients, even those with a little serious disease, are all picked up by those professors who feel that their hands are itchy and have nothing to do."

"Not to mention other things, in our hospital, Professor Chen Jiwu and Professor Guo Lindong are surgical lunatics. If they don't have surgery for a few days, they will feel itchy hands. They are also well-measured. Simple operations are difficult, but they see difficult ones. will take the initiative.”

"When you were still in the department, Mr. Zhou, Professor Chen and Professor Guo were restrained a little bit. After you left the department, these two professors have already expanded their business scope to our department."

"Return to Director Lu and tell him to accept more interesting patients. The current operation is too simple." Fang Yun's tone was rather helpless, with emotion.

Hearing this, Zhou Cheng's expression changed slightly: "Xiao Fang, when I got out of the clinic, I saw you were quite excited, didn't you? Wouldn't it be nice to have the opportunity to have the surgery with Professor Chen and Professor Guo?"

Zhou Cheng had noticed this phenomenon a long time ago!

Chang City, after many orthopedic experts and professors came to do the subject, most of the basic subjects were divided up by the professors of anatomy. What the orthopedic professors can do is to move the basic subjects closer to the clinical direction.

Professors of anatomy are unable to go to clinical practice. Under the meticulous division of labor, in fact, each professor is assigned very few tasks.

However, an old professor like Chen Jiwu, who is skilled in surgery and extremely busy on weekdays, suddenly started to itch after sitting down for a while. After finishing the subject, he went to the operating room.