Chapter 688 God cannot bleed

"It's done!" A flash of starlight flashed across Lin Jiuze's mind.

Isn’t this a standard control group?

The purpose of the teacher's call was also very obvious and was not concealed at all.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Wen Banyama and Lin Jiuze first came to China for consultation, but in the end they refused to have surgery. Tang Chenghua was a little unhappy and waited to see the joke.

"Teacher, how are you doing after Wenbanyama's surgery?"

"I watched the operation from beginning to end, and I feel that it has been done to the extreme. But compared to what you said about Neymar's operation, I always feel that there is something wrong."

"Teacher, I have a video of Neymar's recovery here. Is it convenient for you?"

"convenient."

The two masters and apprentices quickly agreed and had a perfect understanding.

People who engage in clinical and academic activities are all scientific thinkers. No one can say what is right. Seeing is believing.

"It will take time for Wenbanyama to undergo simple rehabilitation exercises."

"Normally speaking, how is Neymar's recovery?" Tang Chenghua asked.

"I have already stepped onto the court, but it will still be at least a month before I can play football."

"So fast!"

Lin Jiuze was slightly startled. He immediately realized that he had been watching Neymar's medical team communicate with Ji Xiang. At first, he was amazed every day at Neymar's speed of recovery, which was beyond words.

But gradually, the habit becomes natural.

You can't be surprised every time you see Neymar's information.

I gradually realized that this was normal.

However, with the comparison of Wenban Yama, we should be able to more accurately evaluate Jixiang's surgical method.

"I'll give it a try." Tang Chenghua lowered his voice and said.

"Teacher, the data is not difficult, right?" Lin Jiuze was a little confused.

"God, cannot bleed."

Tang Chenghua said something incomprehensible.

But Lin Jiuze understood instantly.

Massachusetts General Hospital is an affiliated hospital of Harvard Medical School. It is one of the top five high-level hospitals in the world and one of the highest entities in the medical pantheon.

God, cannot bleed!

Once the blood bleeds, it proves his mortal body.

To put it simply, the highest-level hospitals have their own dignity and need to be respected.

If you really use a magnifying glass to observe Bunyama and Neymar together, what if, what if Bunyama's surgery fails?

Massachusetts General Hospital still needs shame!

Therefore, it is somewhat difficult to collect information on Wenbanyama.

"Teacher, please be careful." Lin Jiuze said cautiously.

"No, what I do is normal academic, sports medicine...many people are waiting to see their jokes." Tang Chenghua said with a smile, "It's just that data collection is a bit difficult, especially when the sports medicine team discovered that Wen Ban Yama's

It’s a time when recovery is not promising.”

"Jiu Ze, how is your side?"

Tang Chenghua changed the topic.

"It's okay. Dr. Ji Xiang has published many papers using Neymar's surgery, including "The Lancet" and professional journals such as "American Sports Medicine."

There was silence on the other side of the phone.

As an expert, Tang Chenghua certainly understands the significance of these journals.

Even he is envious.

Neymar's surgery can be called an epoch-making surgery. At least 10 papers can be written. It would be strange if he couldn't.

but!

What shocked Tang Chenghua was that Ji Xiang published the article in The Lancet in a short period of time.

"Teacher, Ji Xiang seems to have a connection with the judges. I feel strange about this."

"Review? Contact?"

"Ji Xiang said we contacted each other by email, but when I look at the speed at which papers are published, sometimes I feel like I'm in a trance and feel that Ji Xiang and the review experts have an equal relationship."

Lin Jiuze said.

His words were a bit jerky, but what does Tang Chenghua mean by being sensible?

To write a paper, not to mention ordinary experts, even Nobel Prize winners need it.

Capitalists not only look at the highest honors, but also the number of papers. They don’t know anything, they only know about big data, models and the like.

Therefore, if the research project has no relevant output, there will be a lot less funding.

There is a deep connection between the relevant review experts. This is also a tacit understanding. As long as the paper is not ugly, the review experts will turn a blind eye and let it pass.

How many articles do you write today, and how many articles do my students write tomorrow?

Therefore, the news about the Nobel Prize winners' fake papers was published on the Internet. Some papers were even copied directly. The work was extremely rough, and no one in the industry cared about it.

But why Jixiang!

"Let me ask, Jiuze, when are you going to come back?" Tang Chenghua asked.

"I'll take a look again."

"Time is limited."

"I know, teacher." Lin Jiuze said respectfully.

Tang Chenghua hung up the phone, while Lin Jiu stared at the indicator light in the fire escape in a daze.

There were also people walking around in the fire escape, but they all ignored Lin Jiuze's presence. Several people were even startled when they almost bumped into Lin Jiuze.

Lin Jiu felt it was a bit tricky.

With the appointment letter from Massachusetts General Hospital in hand, he had to hurry up and go back to organize the team; but as for Ji Xiang... Lin Jiu felt more and more interesting and felt that Ji Xiang was mysterious, and his curiosity and other thoughts were in his heart.

Beating like a whip.

After hesitating for a long time, Lin Jiuze returned to the office and continued working.

…

A few more days passed.

Lin Jiuze has been paying attention to Ji Xiang's email.

Because his English proficiency was far superior to that of Zhao Zhe, Ji Xiang's mailbox was handed over to Lin Jiuze.

An email appeared in the mailbox with a familiar address. It was from Neymar's medical team.

Lin Jiu then put the mouse on the email, but hesitated for a moment and did not click on it.

"Dr. Ji Xiang, Neymar's email is here." Lin Jiuze greeted Ji Xiang.

"Oh, how is your recovery?" Ji Xiang asked.

"I haven't watched it yet."

"Click to take a look."

Ji Xiang is very casual, so casual that Neymar's recovery is as simple as eating and drinking water, and it doesn't deserve much attention.

Lin Jiuze was slightly surprised and clicked on the email.

As before, what came into view were the MRI images and related physical examination and evaluation data. As for the subsequent analysis report, Lin Jiu did not even read it.

If you can analyze it yourself, there is no point in looking at other people's analysis reports.

Lin Jiuze glanced at the MRI images and compared them with the previous images in his mind. Lin Jiuze remained silent.

Neymar's recovery...

How to say it.

It's like his Achilles tendon has never been injured.

At least there were no traces of injury on the MRI images.

This is no longer a recovery, but a reversal of time and space, a thought flashed through Lin Jiuze's mind.

Ji Xiang does not have the ability to reform. Zhao Dali's improvement is most likely because he is young and still growing.

Neymar has not changed, but no change is the biggest change!

Before the operation, the most everyone could hope for was that Neymar could return to his pre-injury level and suffer as little damage as possible.

But the MRI told Lin Jiuze that Neymar had returned to before the injury!
Chapter completed!