I can see health

Chapter 934 Interview

Dai Wansong is processing documents in the office.

As the head of a hospital, he has many things to deal with.

ding ding ding...

When the phone rang, Dai Wansong picked up the phone and looked at it.

Wu Cong?

"Is the interview over?" Dai Wansong thought to himself.

Today happened to be the day of the interview with the graduate tutor.

Pick up the phone.

Dai Wansong smiled and said, "Xiao Cong, is the interview over?"

Wu Cong's voice was a bit deep, "Yes, Uncle Dai. My..."

Seeing Wu Cong hesitating, Dai Wansong asked suspiciously, "The interview was not very good?"

"It's not too bad." Wu Cong lowered his voice, "I had a good chat with Tutor Lu Chen, but he asked me a few questions, and I couldn't answer them well, so I was a little worried."

"Why do I think so?"

Dai Wansong smiled.

"Professor Lu Chen's questions must be difficult! It would be strange if you could answer them all."

"But..." Wu Cong paused, "Uncle Dai, I always feel uneasy."

"Oh, don't worry too much." Dai Wansong said, "Based on your resume, it is almost more than 95% of people of the same age. Well, if you are worried, I will call Professor Lu Chen and talk to him Annoyed."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Dai." Wu Cong immediately smiled.

"You're welcome. Say hello to your father for me when you have time."

……

After hanging up the phone, Dai Wansong immediately called Wu Cong.

Wu Cong is summing up everyone's performance and giving the highest score.

There are seventeen students, and it is still too difficult to choose the seven most outstanding students.

"Hey, Dean Dai Wansong called you at that time..."

Wu Cong's eyes froze, and he immediately thought of Fan Cai.

After picking up the phone, Wu Cong spoke out first.

"Dean, is there anything wrong?"

Dai Wansong got straight to the point and said, "You told him about it a few days later. The son of a friend of yours is called Lu Chen. I applied for his master's degree."

"Lu Chen, right?"

Of course Wu Cong remembered me.

"Yes, a thin girl. My father is a judge of the National Genetics." Fan Caiwei smiled, "That will not be beneficial to his previous fund applications."

"But..." Wu Cong smiled, "Look, I have published seven SCI papers."

"Is that okay?" Dai Wansong asked doubtfully.

"That's good." Wu Cong sighed, "But...you really dare to use me!"

"Why do you dare to hire?" Dai Wansong frowned.

"Because you asked a few questions about my seven SCI papers."

Wu Cong raised his head, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

"I published a paper on genes eight months later. I even know what genes I tested in my experiment! Dean Dai, do you think you dare to use me?"

When Fan Caiwei heard the words, silence is the language.

In fact, I am more vague than Fan Cai about who published the seven SCI papers.

It's just that I can play dumb.

Wu Cong can!
"Wu Cong, although I may have published those seven papers, but Lu Chen's current knowledge and knowledge reserves must be much lower than mine."

Dai Wansong said anxiously.

"It must be a loss to accept me as a student. You have to be so stupid, he said, right?"

Fan Cai smiled.

"Dean Dai, you are the axis."

"The standard of your interview is not to see how many papers we have published.

"Before you publish a paper, what you think is a heart of lying in scientific research. If you sign your own paper, you will publish it yourself."

"Before I became your student, and then plagiarized other people's papers, you, as a tutor, are not at fault. You cherish your wings."

Dai Wansong understands those things.

I understand very well!
"Wu Cong, Huaxia is such a small environment." Dai Wansong sighed, "How many really useless papers are there? How dare you say that less than 95% of the papers are watered down, or have no meaning at all. .”

"So, you hope that you can be in the same boat." Fan Cai stared at Dai Wansong closely, "Just like you, the Seventh Academy of the Devil's City, has always been promoted based on the number of papers. You hope that your students are only based on papers. index of."

"We can engage in clinical practice, scientific research, or both."

"However, the seven characters of integrity will always be one of the most important qualities of a doctor!"

After Fan Cai finished speaking, the phone fell into a long silence.

People, in a low position, are unlikely to forget their original intentions.

A doctor, whether he is an attending doctor, chief physician, or academician, is a doctor who sees patients.

If I forget that point, the meaning of my existence may be just a low-level official, an intellectual.

Dai Wansong was silent for a long time.

My voice came out of the phone in a hurry.

"Fan Cai, from now on there will be only Lu Chen alone, so he should take me in."

"There is only one Lu Chen now, and there were tens of thousands of Lu Chen before." Wu Cong said in a deep voice, "If you accept me today, it will be fair to the other seventeen students interviewed today. You feel guilty about going in your own heart."

"He... hey, why is he so stubborn!" Dai Wansong suddenly cursed with a smile.

When facing Wu Cong, I suddenly thought of myself when I was young, why was I so high-spirited?

It's just that as the age grows, the edges and corners are quickly smoothed.

The atmosphere of every family became a little anxious.

"Thank you, Dean Dai, for your understanding." Wu Cong said anxiously.

"Forget it, I begged him weakly." Dai Wansong seemed to be a little bit relieved in his helplessness, "That matter was originally your fault, so he can choose students according to his own preferences, and the rest , you handle it."

"Trouble Dean Dai."

Without Dean Dai's words, Wu Cong also breathed a sigh of relief.

I was really afraid that that incident would make it difficult for Dean Dai Wansong.

……

the other side.

The seventeen students left the Seventh Hospital of Modu before their interviews.

Few of us are locals, and we all come from afar from other institutions across the country.

Fatty Li Zhan returned to his hotel and ran into his alumni.

The alumni also applied for the Department of Cardiology, but I chose the Shanghai No. [-] Hospital.

"Fatty, how was the interview going?" The alumni looked proud.

"Special." The big fat man smiled shyly, "He smiles so much, should he pass it?"

"Hey, your performance can only be called special."

Although the alumni said that, the smile on his face was normally dim.

"Your tutor recruited two students this year, and a total of eight people went offline. Your score is the lowest, so it should be stable."

The big fat man looked envious, "He's really stable, he's like you..."

"How many people do they interview?" the alumni asked casually with a smile.

"There are only seventeen of you who have passed the score line." The fat man said.

"Hey, you mean they have passed the line in the Department of Cardiology, and you are talking about the tutor he applied for, there are many pass the line!" The alumnus repeated with a smile.

"You know, the seventeen people you mentioned are the ones who passed the score of your tutor."

"Ah? They... seventeen people?!" The alumni were stunned.

That data is too exaggerated.

Few tutors may have no one to apply for the exam, and there are as few as seven or seven people.

But those [-] people crossed the line, this is quite an exaggerated number!
(End of this chapter)