Xu Qiu looked at the functional scale he had just filled out and said: "The assessment items are only logically related to the parietal lobe, frontal lobe, occipital lobe, etc.

As for the others, they look serious but are actually a mess.

The traces of performance are too heavy.”

Yu Bingqing reacted suddenly: "Dr. Xu, you mean... he is pretending?"

The doctors were also surprised.

They can't see any problems with these quantitative details.

Neurology is a specialty with deep barriers.

Moreover, even if Director Lin from the brain surgery department were to come over, he would not dare to say that the patient had lied.

Xu Qiu dares to say this, but the functional scale is actually just an excuse.

The real basis is the master-level positioning of craniocerebral function injury.

In other words, he has extremely precise control over surgery and can 100% target every area that should be damaged and should not be affected...

Except for Xu Qiu, no one can do this.

Wang Ping knew Xu Qiu's ability very well. He walked to Yu Bingqing's side with his hands behind his back and said: "There will definitely be no problem with the operation. Since the patient hasn't woken up yet, the problem must be with him..."

Yu Bingqing's mind was a little confused.

Zhang San seems to have really suffered a brain injury. How did the doctors tell that he was acting?

Just because the surgery was performed by Xu Qiu, he said the patient was pretending?

After a brief hesitation, Yu Bingqing glanced at Xu Qiu's face.

Well, the patient must have lied.

"Zhang San!"

This time, Yu Bingqing felt more confident, and her words exuded a sassy temperament.

"Are you trying to avoid legal punishment by pretending to be stupid?

I now solemnly inform you:

Regardless of whether you are awake or unconscious, the sentence you deserve will not be less. Only if you take the initiative to explain can you be treated leniently!"

Zhang San's body trembled even more.

But, he still didn't say a word.

Xu Qiu glanced at his watch. He didn't have time to waste time with Zhang San.

"I'll leave it to you. It's time for me to go to the clinic."

Yu Bingqing stopped Xu Qiu: "Doctor Xu, are you sure this person is just pretending?"

"Sure."

"Okay, then I'll ask my superiors for instructions and ask them to send more professional interrogators."

Xu Qiu nodded, handed the doctors to Wang Ping for teaching rounds, and rushed to the outpatient clinic.

…

At noon, while Xu Qiu was eating, the good news came.

At around 11 o'clock in the morning, Zhang San finally couldn't withstand the pressure of the interrogation and handed over the contact information of his contact person.

This incident made even the first hospital in Linhai find it incredible.

It turned out to be a pretense!

During these nine days, Director Shen, who was in the inner world, and Director Lin, who was outside the brain, both came to check and make judgments in person, but they did not find that Zhang San's performance was all fake.

After all, the sequelae of brain surgery are inherently bizarre.

"Dr. Xu is indeed the number one clinical brain surgeon!"

"This patient also acted flawlessly, and he himself has many symptoms of brain injury. It is really difficult to judge the fake and the real when they are mixed together!"

"All evil will be brought to justice in front of Dr. Xu!"

In the large group of doctors, the doctors shed tears silently.

They have obviously worked hard to catch up, but the gap between them and Dr. Xu is still getting wider and wider!

"Fortunately, the only thing I am better than Dr. Xu is probably the number of papers..."

Xu Qiu: "Indeed."

"Damn it, Dr. Xu himself has appeared! I'm sorry, Dr. Xu, I'm just kidding. Your papers are very valuable. The number of citations is almost close to that of some of the founders' papers. I'm far behind you!"

"You're laughing so hard, please show off your unruly behavior just now!"

"666..."

Xu Qiu put down her phone.

What this colleague said makes sense, as his papers are really pitiful.

If you have time, just write a dozen papers.

In addition to Chinese journals, you should also consider submitting to SCI or even The Lancet.

This is all related to international influence.

The Lancet is the golden journal in surgery.

Named after the scalpel, the Lancet, it is enough to give an idea of ​​the direction of this journal.

If a doctor in China can publish an article in The Lancet, he will basically be able to go around in major tertiary hospitals, and even be worshiped as a god.

Of course, this kind of article refers to professional papers purely in the direction of "surgery".

Rather than studying the distribution of chronic diseases in regions, families, and age groups; or various morbidity rates, mortality rates, etc.

Just do it.

That night, Xu Qiu began mass-producing papers.

There are so many topics to choose from.

A few randomly selected from the previous patients are all cases that are rare in the industry and can attract considerable attention. Many of them are typical rare diseases and are rarely recorded in medical treatise databases.

If Xu Qiu can write clearly, it will promote the research, diagnosis and treatment of rare diseases.

For example, Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease was a hot topic some time ago.

He even wrote a popular science topic on Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease.

However, science popularization is aimed at the general public.

Therefore, it is more inclined to explanation and lacks academic quality.

When writing a paper on Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease, the focus and content will naturally vary greatly.

In addition, there was the death sign - pneumatosis in the hepatic portal vein, which was only discharged from the hospital two days ago.

As well as Zhang San’s extremely severe open brain injury, etc.

You can write a high-quality paper.

Of course, the core of the paper is the surgery contained in the case.

For example, how to peel off the turtle shell, how to save the balloon liver, and how to find the necrotic intestines from the abdominal cavity like the Pansi hole, remove them, and rebuild a new intestine...

These are the key points!

It is also a valuable asset that can truly benefit the medical community.

As for the cases, they are just flesh and skin filling the skeleton, which makes this paper more substantial.

…

Four days later.

Xu Qiu found Wang Ping.

"Director Wang, I have written some papers these days."

"paper?"

Wang Ping was a little surprised.

If it were anyone else, he might have thought that the other person wanted his help in revising it.

But in front of me is Xu Qiu...

"Do you want to publish it? OK, I will help you contact the journal."

Wang Ping took the paper, his hand sank, and he was stunned for a moment, "What kind of paper is this? Is it Linhai small blood vessel? Is it the surgery you pioneered? Why is it so thick?"

Xu Qiu: "No, here are seventeen papers."

"Ten...seventeen articles?!"
To be continued...