Chapter 13 Anyue!
Chapter 13 Anyue!
With a "ding-dong" sound, my phone alerted me.
【Peaceful as a Mountain】
Guo Ziyuan looked at the business card and brief introduction that Liu Chuntao had sent him on WeChat.
It was copied and pasted.
"An Yue is a new employee in our endocrinology department. She just graduated with her doctorate this year and is currently undergoing residency training."
"She's 26 years old this year, and she's planning to do a research project on diabetic foot. A while ago, she asked me to find her a PhD in hand surgery to assist her."
"I've asked quite a few PhDs in hand surgery, PhDs in general surgery, and Masters in hand surgery, but none of them are willing to go. Why don't you ask Xiao Lu if he'd be willing to help?"
This is what Liu Chuntao meant by "opportunity".
The Provincial People's Hospital certainly has a hand surgery department, and the hand surgery department also has doctors with doctorates.
However, these PhDs all work on their projects under the guidance of their supervisors. How could they possibly work on a project with a newly graduated "internal medicine PhD" who is even younger than themselves?
Because it was so difficult to find someone, Lin Huanhuan also heard from Liu Chuntao that Guo Ziyuan wanted to pursue a doctorate but had no hope of doing so.
……
Lin Huanhuan is very worldly-wise, so she sent over this business card.
Guo Ziyuan finished reading Nan Nan:
"Twenty-six years old? She's just a little girl who hasn't lost her childishness yet..."
"Are Brother Liu and Sister Lin trying to get me to become an academic gigolo?"
Open the business card, add a friend request...
It's so damn hot in Seoul in September!
Guo Ziyuan quickly put away his phone and hurried back to his dormitory!
By the time I got to the dormitory, I was already drenched in sweat.
The dormitory is empty right now.
The four of them lived together. Two of them rented a house and moved out for the convenience of studying. Wang Hai, their roommate and classmate, was probably practicing martial arts.
"Hello, my name is An Yue." An Yue's profile picture is a girl jumping and making a peace sign from behind.
Guo Ziyuan greeted the other person only after turning on the air conditioner: "Hello, my name is Guo Ziyuan, and my teacher is Associate Professor Ding Xianqi of Orthopedic Trauma Surgery."
"I am his professional master's student, and I am a third-year master's student this year."
"It was Dr. Lin Huanhuan from the Department of Gastroenterology who gave me your business card."
Following his usual chatting habits at thirty-five, Guo Ziyuan sent a concise message that directly identified himself.
After sending the message, Guo Ziyuan went to wash his face. It was too hot in Han City. If he hadn't considered that taking a shower directly after the Han Dynasty was bad for his health, he would have even wanted to take a shower.
Upon returning, An Yue replied exactly as stated in the original text: "I am An Yue, and my teacher is from the Third Affiliated Hospital of Kyoto University..."
"I was in her eight-year program, and I only started working at Hubei Provincial People's Hospital this year."
"Nice to meet you."
After reading this information, Guo Ziyuan suddenly laughed.
Before I returned, I could still hear the harsh but honest advice that my elder brother Liu Chuntao had given me.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Guo Ziyuan won't be allocated a doctoral spot in the department.
Among the same level in trauma surgery, besides Guo Ziyuan, there are six others, four of whom are mentored by professors in the department.
Next year, only two of the three doctoral supervisors in the department will have doctoral student recruitment quotas.
Professor Chen Zhiyuan, who has the most recent master's graduates, does not have any doctoral supervisor positions available!
Seven people fought like madmen, and only one managed to break through the encirclement.
The other spot was taken by a skilled performer from Ruijin Hospital affiliated with Shanghai Jiao Tong University who came to Shanghai for a gig and then returned to his hometown.
Little Guo Ziyuan's role in this exam was simply to increase the number of candidates who could participate...
If Guo Ziyuan is still determined to take the doctoral entrance exam normally, he'll have to try and extract some papers from this girl named An Yue...
From Liu Chuntao's perspective, this is truly a dedicated leader!
Guo Ziyuan's thoughts gradually cleared: "You didn't just copy and paste and then modify it, did you?"
"When you first meet someone, you don't need to be so formal and symmetrical in introducing yourself."
An Yue: "I typed this by hand, and of course I also took your format into account."
"I'm not very good at chatting."
Guo Ziyuan chuckled: "That's perfect. I'm not good at chatting either, so I can just chat randomly... I can talk about whatever I want."
"For example?" An Yue asked.
This example from Anyue left Guo Ziyuan somewhat bewildered!
Of course, Guo Ziyuan has experience leading teams and serving as a leader, so he won't be unable to handle things just because he doesn't know how.
"There aren't any examples... If there were, wouldn't that be a proposition...?"
"Only essays and papers need examples, topics, and standards."
"What I hate most is writing papers, but I have to write them anyway, so let's not go on and on about this and that."
Guo Ziyuan used a strategy of retreating to advance, naturally leading the conversation into the topic.
An Yue: "Writing a paper is the easiest part; the difficult part is finding the right idea for it, right?"
"Idea" means idea or direction.
Guo Ziyuan seized the opportunity and replied in a joking manner, "Seeing your words reminds me of something Qian Xuesen once said—'Even the dumbest person can't learn calculus, right?'"
"You've really been in heaven too long; you have no idea about the suffering of people on earth..."
The girl opposite was indeed a recent graduate, possibly very intelligent, but with only average emotional intelligence.
An Yue's reply arrived: "I just asked my classmate, and she said that what you said might mean you are facing pressure to pursue a doctorate."
"Is that so?"
Guo Ziyuan's face twitched.
No, girl, what kind of tricks are you playing that an "old person" like me doesn't understand?
When we first chatted, did you use the chat history to ask your classmate for advice?
Are we doing reading comprehension?
If Lin Huanhuan's emotional intelligence is 98 points, then An Yue's emotional intelligence is at most 2 points for friendship.
Guo Ziyuan couldn't figure out what the other person was thinking, so he retorted, "Your classmate is quite clever; he can deduce so many details from just this little bit of information."
An Yue: "She's a bit smarter than me."
"Oh no... She just texted me telling me not to say these things to you yet."
"/Facepalm"
In 15, WeChat did not have a message recall function.
Guo Ziyuan chuckled: "It's alright, honest advice is hard to hear, I'm used to it."
An Yue: "But? Neither of us has taken the doctoral entrance exam. Otherwise, I could share some of my experiences with you."
The devastating impact and real damage inflicted by the boomerang-like experience of the college entrance examination over the years is something that Guo Ziyuan, regardless of age, cannot overcome after the exam.
The eight-year program is a combined bachelor's, master's, and doctoral program, leading to a doctoral degree upon completion. It is considered the elite of clinical medicine, naturally prestigious and high-ranking, and its admission scores are naturally not attractive.
Guo Ziyuan's score was high enough to get into the five-year clinical medicine program at Huazhong University of Science and Technology. He would have qualified for an eight-year program at a regular first- or second-tier university. However, his college entrance exam score was far inferior to that of Anyue University.
Guo Ziyuan, 25, is only a third-year master's student, while An Yue, 26, has already graduated with a doctorate and become an employee of the Provincial People's Hospital.
This is the kind of gap that is destined to emerge after the college entrance examination.
Guo Ziyuan didn't have time to reply, but An Yue was very kind: "Let me ask for you. In my previous research group, there were senior female students, senior male students, junior female students, and junior male students who had taken the doctoral entrance exam."
Guo Ziyuan hurriedly said, "No... there's no need for that trouble."
Guo Ziyuan is not particularly worried about taking the doctoral entrance exam right now.
If he still can't get a doctorate even with his rebirth and new abilities, then he might as well not bother.
The bag is completely rotten!
His main reason for choosing to add Anyue was curiosity.
What exactly are those geniuses doing?
In his previous life, he didn't even have enough opportunities to glimpse the tip of the iceberg of these people. Now that he suddenly has the chance, Guo Ziyuan naturally wants to take a look.
An Yue was still very kind: "It's okay, it was just a casual question, there's no need to go to them in person."
"My classmate has already asked for me, and I should get a reply soon."
Teacher Liu is right, she is a true gem.
Based on Guo Ziyuan's good modeling skills and the fact that the two are of similar age, if Guo Ziyuan has enough luck and can manage to win her over, he will benefit immensely.
Currently, Guo Ziyuan has no such plans: "This...thank you for your hard work."
"This is our first time chatting, and we haven't even met in person yet, and you're already so enthusiastic. I feel a little embarrassed."
Guo Ziyuan passively accepted the kindness.
A travel guide isn't actually that valuable.
This favor is within my ability to repay.
Guo Ziyuan had several girlfriends after he started working, but none of them were able to get married.
To be honest, reality is quite unfair to medical students.
At the prime age for dating, the pressure is comparable to that of senior year in high school; and at an age when you don't have to go through senior year, the girls you can meet are all approaching the peak of their academic and emotional development...
It's less about love and more about settling for someone else.
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