69novels Chapter 132 Master: Is it easier to become a doctoral supervisor than a direct associate professor?
Chapter 132 Master: Is it easier to become a doctoral supervisor than a direct associate professor?
Chapter 132 Master: Is it easier to become a doctoral supervisor than a direct associate professor?
The rest area in the animal laboratory.
An Yue sat upright, holding a notebook and pen, his ears perked up, and he bent over the table, carefully recording Guo Ziyuan's words.
"Dr. Guo, could you speak a little slower?" An Yue felt he couldn't keep up with Guo Ziyuan's pace, so he offered.
Guo Ziyuan knew that An Yue was recording, but he didn't want to dwell on it at this time.
He repeated: "The body restores the function and structure of damaged tissues through a series of physiological processes. This process involves cell regeneration, blood vessel reconstruction, and scar formation."
"This is the natural ability of normal tissues to repair inflammation."
"The body's repair after any trauma depends on this physiological instinct, and diabetic foot ulcers are no exception."
"The inflammatory response is actually a normal physiological function, and it depends on several key factors —"
Guo Ziyuan has also conducted research projects and experiments, so he is not a complete novice when it comes to scientific research.
The reason he doesn't produce as much as An Yue is mainly because his scientific research talent is limited, making it difficult for him to delve into specific details, but that doesn't mean he doesn't understand the general process.
Now that Guo Ziyuan has the panel as his own resource, he naturally knows how to make good use of his abilities.
Try to gain more recognition from the general public, such as through academic papers.
The research project in Anyue was on "puncture therapy for diabetic foot ulcers". Originally, the goal was simply to explore potential treatment options for diabetic foot ulcers.
However, what Guo Ziyuan is talking about now is a mature treatment plan.
They've even forgotten the word "potential".
For diabetic foot ulcers, research groups typically consider it a huge step forward if the ulcer shrinks during experiments.
Clearly, the research topics that Guo Ziyuan and An Yue are currently working on are no longer limited to this.
There's always a way out!
The easygoing nature also means that if a project can be scaled up, it must be taken seriously.
If you have no money, ask for money; if you have no one, ask for people!
The Provincial People's Hospital is a comprehensive research and teaching hospital, and there are many discerning people here.
Therefore, in just about a week, the roles of initiative and passivity between Guo Ziyuan and An Yue were reversed.
If you want to collect some data in Anyue and then go back to apply for a research project, then you can leave again. As for the rest—I, Guo Ziyuan, can call people over.
Of course, Guo Ziyuan is still happy to use Anyue as a tool in his research on "diabetic foot" once again.
"If we thoroughly clean the wound, rebuild the local blood supply, and then apply appropriate traumatic stimulation to activate the inflammatory response, and then use growth factors to accelerate the repair of the inflammation."
"It is highly likely to heal the ulcer."
"This is also used in our orthopedics department."
"Local microfracture surgery is a minimally invasive procedure for treating talus cartilage damage. It involves creating tiny fracture lines under arthroscopic guidance to stimulate cartilage healing."
"Based on the above principles, we can create tiny new wounds on local ulcers to stimulate the soft tissue to begin healing."
At this point, Guo Ziyuan asked, "Dr. An, isn't this a bit too far removed from your current situation?"
An Yue suddenly stopped writing, slowly raised his head, and said hesitantly, "Dr. Guo, there's a saying in clinical practice..."
"One branch of endocrinology is orthopedics."
An Yue really didn't dare to act aloof and unfathomable anymore.
Guo Ziyuan is a tough guy who can kick you to Java if you hesitate even slightly.
You might say that's possible, but Guo Ziyuan could probably tell you to leave with just one sentence.
Anyue wants to make money, especially through research projects and papers to earn research awards.
She would absolutely not give up this kind of legitimate money.
"Okay, that's all for today."
"Anyway, my idea is that if we're going to write a paper, these are the general ideas we should have."
"After the preliminary data is completed here, I will have my mentor come and collect the data."
"Keep your data safe."
"Just tell my mentor about the cost of the preliminary data collection later," Guo Ziyuan said.
All the preliminary data that Anyue needs to collect is included.
The data that Guo Ziyuan wants to collect is one that Anyue didn't plan to include, so the two research groups can split the costs equally!
"No need, Dr. Guo, no need."
"Even when I'm working on this project alone, it still costs me these expenses," An Yue said earnestly.
This is the truth.
She needs to conduct preliminary research for her research grant application, which also incurs these expenses.
Guo Ziyuan simply built upon this foundation and produced even more data!
This is what Guo Ziyuan deserves.
Whether Guo Ziyuan accepts this data or not, she still has to spend the money she needs to spend.
Even close brothers need to keep clear accounts. I'll have my master contact you later.
"I don't have any funds or accounting books right now," Guo Ziyuan said, yawning.
"It's getting late, let's go back. My master called me."
After saying that, Guo Ziyuan picked up his phone and went out.
An Yue was caught completely off guard. She quickly and quietly began to pack up her notebook and pens!
Normally, Anyue packs his things very neatly, but today he just stuffed them haphazardly into his bag and hurriedly went out.
The backpack, which wasn't carefully packed, felt a bit uncomfortable against my back.
At this moment, An Yue saw that Guo Ziyuan was already chatting with his master.
"Master, I saw a joke online that said if you could create a time machine by hand, would you be able to get a guaranteed admission to graduate school?"
"I also think I can tentatively ask you."
"If I come up with a treatment plan for diabetic foot ulcers by hand, what can I save?" Guo Ziyuan asked, glancing at An Yue as he spoke.
Guo Ziyuan politely let her go out first, and didn't bother to squeeze in with An Yue.
An Yue was no longer in a hurry. He smiled slightly at Guo Ziyuan and stood about 1.5 meters away from him.
It wasn't that An Yue was afraid Guo Ziyuan would take advantage of her; she was afraid that if she got any closer, Guo Ziyuan could simply jump over the access control.
Ding Xianqi: "Can you manually rub the treatment plan for diabetic foot ulcers?"
"If Wuhan University doesn't follow Central South University's example and assign you an associate professor, it would be a disservice to its long-established 985 university status."
"To reiterate, as long as you have sufficient ability to solve practical problems, don't be afraid of not receiving the corresponding treatment!"
"Xiao Guo, you're living a more comfortable life than your master, aren't you?"
"Aren't you bored out of your mind every day?"
"If you're really that bored out of your mind, why don't you come back and complete the special exam procedures?"
"How about letting your master relax a bit too?"
"The department has already agreed to your request. You just need to go through the special examination process. You don't need to choose a mentor. You can continue to work with me, and your monthly performance coefficient will be the same as that of a new employee."
"We won't deduct 0.2 from your account!"
"You were already 1.2 meters tall when you were in school, even taller than Professor Long was back then, what more do you want?"
Ding Xianqi is now genuinely afraid that people from other hospitals will use underhanded tactics to poach Guo Ziyuan.
In modern society, it may seem that there are no such tactics, such as using a honey trap, because most people simply don't have the opportunity to use them.
Nothing more!
Guo Ziyuan's previous special examinations only attracted those specializing in trauma surgery and orthopedics.
Guo Ziyuan is currently very interested in radiology.
According to a rumor Ding Xianqi knew, the head of the radiology department at the Provincial People's Hospital had begun investigating Guo Ziyuan's puberty, junior high school, and...
The high school conducted a background check.
What they are plotting is obvious to everyone.
Moreover, the radiology department started putting pressure on the hospital, saying things like if Guo Ziyuan were to join the radiology department, the radiology department of the Provincial People's Hospital could become the top department in the province and a top-tier department in the country.
Based on these factors, Ding Xianqi felt even more pressure.
"Master—do you really want me to take the special exam right now?" Guo Ziyuan asked with a smile, waving his hand to signal An Yue to go first.
An Yue shook his head and chuckled, "It's alright, Dr. Guo, we'll go together."
"I have another question to ask you."
An Yue found a legitimate reason for himself.
Guo Ziyuan was an adult, but the soul of the 36-year-old Guo Ziyuan, the former chief physician, was still hidden inside his body. At this moment, he was frighteningly calm.
Are you sure you want to leave?
"Of course I want you to go through the special examination process, I dream about it."
"Really, Guo Ziyuan!" Ding Xianqi said seriously.
Guo Ziyuan thought for a moment and said, "Master, really, don't worry!"
"If you're really feeling stressed, just tell me, and we can figure something out together, right?"
"Isn't he just a doctoral supervisor?"
Ding Xianqi coughed a few times, then his voice changed again: "Guo Ziyuan, do you want to hear what you're saying?"
"Is that even human language?"
"Don't make me yell at you!"
Guo Ziyuan calmed down: "Master, what if everything I just told you is true?"
"You still can't get a doctoral supervisor position?"
Guo Ziyuan gave up.
The fact that Ding Xianqi was forced to improve his professional skills on the spot may not have been enough due to Ding Xianqi's own emotional buildup.
After all, Ding Xianqi in his previous life had been down on his luck for many years before his sudden rise to prominence.
Ding Xianqi's enlightenment may be attributed to his years of dedicated teaching and reflection, rather than to keyword hints or pressure.
It is not merely a trigger for sudden enlightenment.
A sudden enlightenment requires a combination of favorable circumstances, none of which can be lacking.
Ding Xianqi coughed incessantly: "What are you saying is true?"
"Guo Ziyuan, I'm finding it increasingly difficult to communicate with you —"
"Guo Ziyuan, what on earth is going on in your head right now?"
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Guo Ziyuan continued in a serious tone: "What I said about treating diabetic foot ulcers by hand is true. Master, can't you be promoted to doctoral supervisor yet?"
"If this still doesn't work, I'll have to consider finding another place."
"This shouldn't be happening."
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
Ding Xianqi's breathing was like a heavy windmill, constantly outputting into the phone's microphone. Ding Xianqi's mind went blank for about a minute: "Don't give me that nonsense."
"Becoming a doctoral supervisor is not something you can just decide to do because you want me to or because I want to."
"Guo Ziyuan, let's be realistic. If all else fails, why don't you just focus on making money?"
"The department has agreed to everything you want."
"What else do you want?"
Guo Ziyuan understood Ding Xianqi's good intentions, but he had already taken into account the pressure his master was under, so he was already trying to relieve Ding Xianqi's stress.
"Master, I told you, I might have actually figured out something about the treatment of diabetic foot ulcers."
"I reported it to you immediately!"
"This project hasn't even started the process yet."
"Master, if the hospital and school still want to stop you, why don't we run away together?" Guo Ziyuan said in the most joking tone, expressing his filial piety.
"Really?" Ding Xianqi dared not take Guo Ziyuan's words as a joke anymore.
"Master, this is no laughing matter, is it?"
"Of course, I don't understand either."
"Dr. An said it should be possible, but she's young and doesn't know much about it."
"So I'm asking you if it's possible. If it is, we can apply. You can get a doctoral supervisor position, and I can get a bit more. We should be able to get promoted directly to associate professor or something."
"Becoming a doctoral supervisor should be much easier than my direct promotion to associate professor."
"If the universities and hospitals in Seoul don't respond, we'll pack our bags and run!"
"There's nowhere left to stay."
Ding Xianqi thought Guo Ziyuan might have gone mad, saying such a thing.
Therefore, to prevent Guo Ziyuan from going even crazier and saying something even more outrageous, Ding Xianqi chose to hang up the phone first.
Guo Ziyuan wasn't annoyed; instead, he sent a voice message to his master, Ding Xianqi.
"Master, the truth cannot be hidden, and falsehood cannot be made true."
"I don't have much experience or knowledge, so I can only be responsible for doing things. How to operate it is up to you and my advisor."
"You are my mentor, and I believe you can achieve the best results!"
After Guo Ziyuan finished speaking, he thought for a moment and continued, "Master, I'm doing this because I need something in return!"
"After all, going through procedures all the time is troublesome."
Ding Xianqi replied five seconds after Guo Ziyuan finished speaking his last sentence.
It was clear that although Ding Xianqi had hung up the phone, he had actually been listening to the voice messages sent by Guo Ziyuan.
He listened to every single word Guo Ziyuan said!
After listening, Ding Xianqi's voice became distorted: "Guo Ziyuan, if you dare to lie about something like this, your bones will break!"
"Seriously, Guo Ziyuan, a joke like that could kill several people."
"Do you know?"
Guo Ziyuan nodded: "Master, I know, so let's stick to the facts. Didn't I send you the video?"
"Is this direct evidence?"
Ding Xianqi took several deep breaths: "Okay—"
"Since you're so sure, you just wait and see."
"I'll show you what it's like to be outstanding but leave the rest to those who know their worth."
You're not getting any sleep tonight!
"~
Ding Xianqi replied with a string of curses and then disappeared.
Guo Ziyuan did not respond to him with any other voice messages to provoke him.
Guo Ziyuan noticed that An Yue was still standing to one side, so he said, "You said you had questions for me, let's talk as we walk."
An Yue was completely dumbfounded. She looked at Guo Ziyuan as if she were seeing a stranger.
An Yue's Adam's apple almost popped out from spit. With her slender neck, she said in surprise, "Dr. Guo, there are still no results."
"Aren't you being a bit too reckless?"
"If anything goes wrong, you'll be in real trouble."
Guo Ziyuan casually remarked, "Why are you bothered by all this?"
"I know what I'm doing, and I'm not asking you to take any risks."
Guo Ziyuan wasn't just doing this recklessly.
First, the skills on the panel have been developed. Although the proficiency is not high, Guo Ziyuan can add points to them.
Secondly, he needed to ensure his mentor's safety.
Ding Xianqi can't ascend on his own, so I'll help him!
Having ascended a year ahead of schedule, Guo Ziyuan felt he had done his best, no matter what other changes might occur.
If Ding Xianqi still faces misfortune even in this situation, then it is fate that cannot be defied.
Guo Ziyuan has a clear conscience.
Moreover, Guo Ziyuan will return to the Provincial People's Hospital in a few months to keep an eye on his master.
Make thorough preparations to minimize all risks.
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