"It's still young."

Miao Dalong shook his head, for some reason, and he couldn't help but feel a little balanced.

This time Fang Haoyang asked Fang Han to write a paper. In fact, it was not because of the great impact this time, but because he tried Fang Han. A attending physician could take special care of an intern and take the intern's affairs to heart. What is this? This is a focus and is cultivating Fang Han.

But what about Fang Han?

In Miao Dalong's opinion, Fang Han was completely perfunctory and didn't take it seriously.

This is like a teacher assigning homework. The teacher assigning homework just to let students complete tasks? Of course not, that is to supervise, and it is another way to let students master knowledge.

In Miao Dalong's opinion, Fang Han's performance was just to deal with it. He copied someone else's answer and was completely used as a task. Otherwise, you would have completed the paper in a few hours?

A good paper sometimes takes many days of consideration and revision. Not to mention a few hours, you can't write too much in one night.

When did the school’s graduation thesis limit the time for students like an exam and allow you to complete it in a few hours? It was all preparations for many days.

It is said that Miao Dalong should be a little disappointed at this time, and he actually felt a little balanced in his heart.

"What is my mentality?"

Miao Dalong hurriedly took away the thoughts in his mind. Am I jealous of Fang Han? I am a attending doctor, and I need to be jealous of him and an intern?

"Xiao Fang, do you know the purpose of I asked you to write your paper?"

Miao Dalong felt that he should hit Fang Han. To a certain extent, Miao Dalong actually regarded Fang Han as half of his student. It would be a blessing to have such a good seedling, which is a good fortune.

As a doctor, in addition to his own abilities, he can teach one or two good students sometimes benefit from endlessly.

Now in the hospital, there are many doctors who are interested in mentioning Fang Han, Fang Haoyang, Guo Mingqiang, and even Mr. Guo admire this kid very much.

Fang Han knew the purpose of Miao Dalong asked about this and hurriedly said, "Doctor Miao, you are training me. I know that I will definitely study hard and live up to your teachings to me."

As the saying goes, the flower-carved sedan chair lifts people, but it’s not a big deal. Fang Han’s emotional intelligence is not low. Miao Dalong treats him well, and he doesn’t mind flattering Miao Dalong and giving Miao Dalong a high hat.

Miao Dalong was indeed very helpful and said with a smile: "It's good that you know. No matter how talented a person is, you can't be proud and complacent, do you know?"

"I understand." Fang Han nodded.

The hospitalist Li next to him was envious. He had been with Dr. Miao for so long, but he had never seen Dr. Miao mention him so kindly.

"Dr. Fang, your paper has been printed."

As soon as he started work in the morning, Li's hospitalization handed over the paper Fang Han's written last night to Fang Han. He is now the first priority in Fang Han's affairs.

Generally, the doors are not open when printing before 8 o'clock in the morning. In order to print the paper for Fang Han, he arrived at the office early in the morning and used the office printer to help Fang Han print the paper.

"Thank you." Fang Han thanked him, thinking that this hospital resident Li is still good. Who said that the hospital's superior doctor was arrogant?

"Is Xiao Fang here?"

Although Miao Dalong is on night shift at night, he is still relatively relaxed as the attending doctor. When there are not many patients at night or there are no emergencies, he can sleep in the duty room.

"Doctor Miao." Fang Han hurried over and handed the paper in his hand to Miao Dalong: "My paper."

Miao Dalong reached out to take it, and was subconsciously surprised: "Huo, is that thick?"

There are more than a dozen papers with more than 15,000 words.

According to general standards, a piece of A4 paper can print about 1600-1800 words. A regular paper also includes titles, catalogs, and abstracts. The number of words in the first few pages is actually not large. Adding more than 15,000 words of the main text, there are a total of sixteen or seventeen.

As a doctor, he often prescribes prescriptions and looks at the examination sheet. The feel of the paper is not bad. When he reaches out and pinches, he knows that the number of words should be large.

"Are you going to work overtime after dinner?" Miao Dalong looked at Fang Han with a smile, thinking that the son is very good at teaching, and he is worthy of his guidance last night. Sometimes this kid is a little loose and his mind is still very smart.

Fang Han thought Miao Dalong was worried that he was in poor spirits today, so he hurriedly said, "No, I went to bed after I got back for dinner, and I slept very well."

Fang Han knew about Miao Dalong taking care of him. If Miao Dalong was worried that he was in poor spirits today and did not let him get treatment, wouldn’t it be a big loss?

"I'm sleeping very fulfilled?" Miao Dalong was stunned and almost choked.

"Are you written these before you eat?"

"Well, I have revised it a few times." Fang Han emphasized, saying that he attached great importance to this paper.

Miao Dalong stopped talking, walked to his desk and looked around casually. Originally, he was just planning to browse roughly, find out what was inadequate, and then take the opportunity to hit Fang Han again.

He had thought about it and could not be too polite this time. He was kind to this kid. This kid no longer cared about his prestige, and he should sort out his majesty.

When he found his shortcomings, he threw the paper hard and scolded him, giving this kid a long memory.

But when he looked at it casually, Miao Dalong couldn't help himself, then turned it over and started to look carefully. The more he looked, the more surprised he became, the more fascinated he became. Before he knew it, he finished reading the paper with more than 10,000 words.

After gently closing the paper, Miao Dalong looked at Fang Han with bright eyes: "Did you really write this paper?"

"I wrote it." Fang Han was stunned, and then hurriedly said: "I wrote it at Dr. Li's residence last night. After writing it, I asked Dr. Li to help check it. He said it was not bad, and I also revised it."

Fang Han saw that Li's attitude towards the hospitalization last night that his paper should be written well. Miao Dalong's question was obviously arguing that someone wrote it on his behalf. Fang Han must explain that his contributions cannot be taken away, which involves the issue of worship.

Fang Han was a little lucky for a moment. Fortunately, the medical case he wrote at Li’s hospitalist’s residence last night. If it were written by one person, it was suspected that there was not even a witness. How wrong would it be?

Miao Dalong took a look at the paper again. He had met Fang Han and Li Xiaofei last night. Well, Li Xiaofei is our Li Hospitalist. After so long, Li Hospitalist should let everyone know the name.

At first, Miao Dalong was a little doubtful whether this paper was written by Li Xiaofei, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was not. He had read Li Xiaofei's paper. Although his level was good, it was definitely not as high as that.

Besides, this paper mainly focuses on yesterday's medical records. Fang Han analyzed the madness from various angles and analyzed it very thoroughly, from dialectics to diagnosis and treatment, and also focused on the three methods of sweating, vomiting and lower body. Not to mention the writing style, Li Xiaofei did not have such deep insights.

"Okay, you go." Miao Dalong waved his hand. He didn't want to talk to Fang Han. It was too hurt and too shocking.

Last night, he saw Fang Han having dinner in the middle of the night and saying that the paper had been written. He felt that Fang Han was not serious and perfunctory, so he beat him up. Even though he thought that Fang Han realized his mistake, he went back to rewritten it.

After reading the paper, Miao Dalong realized that he was not perfunctory, but his level was high enough.

After taking a look at the paper again, Miao Dalong's eyes were straight. The students were too smart. Sometimes it was not a good thing. The teachers were too unpresent.

In just a few days, Miao Dalong felt that he had no advantage in front of Fang Han, the intern. How could he establish his prestige in the future and how could he guide others?

I couldn't help but think of Li Xiaofei. Li Xiaofei, the resident doctor, had completely put down his airs in front of Fang Han, and was the attending doctor, too.

"Old Miao."

Miao Dalong was stunned. Fang Haoyang walked in and greeted Dr. Miao with a smile.

"Director Li." Miao Dalong hurriedly stood up and said hello.

"Have Xiao Fang's paper been written?" Fang Haoyang asked casually. He asked Miao Dalong to explain to Fang Han yesterday. In fact, there was no limit on today. He just said that he would write a paper in the past two days, and he asked casually now.

"I just handed it over to me." Miao Dalong hurriedly picked up the paper on the table.

"Is it finished writing so soon?" Fang Haoyang was also surprised and wrote it this night.

Although surprised, Fang Haoyang was also a little relieved. It seemed that Xiao Fang was okay. He attached great importance to the task assigned. He probably stayed up late last night.

"Director Fang, look." Dr. Miao handed the paper to Fang Haoyang.

"I won't read it for now. You can take a look first and modify it and polish it." Fang Haoyang did not answer. He was surprised and relieved when Fang Han wrote it so quickly, but he didn't think Fang Han wrote it so well. After all, an intern has not graduated yet. What depth can the thesis have?

This paper is about to be published. Fang Han's level is a little worse and needs to be revised by professionals. He doesn't have much time, so this task is left to Miao Dalong.

Miao Dalong was stunned: "Let me modify and polish it?"

"Do you let me do it?" Fang Haoyang picked up the teacup: "It's not me that you are old melon, Xiao Fang is under your hands. You have to worry more. This is a good seedling. If you train it well, it will be the pillar of our hospital in the future."

Miao Dalong naturally knew this. Nowadays, several leaders in the hospital attached great importance to Fang Han, including Mr. Guo. But he was not able to modify and polish this paper. He was already perfect. Do you want him to add to it?

"Director Fang, why don't you take a look first?" Miao Dalong handed over the paper again. He really didn't know how to explain it. Could it be that he couldn't modify it? It's too embarrassing?

Sometimes the more this person is afraid of, the more he is, the more he is. Fang Haoyang still doesn't answer, and looks at Miao Dalong strangely: "I said Lao Miao, what do you mean? Do you have no ability to modify the paper written by an intern?"
Chapter completed!