The departure of this "capricious" man hardly caused any stir in the emergency department.
There were even those on the operating table who refused to sign consent forms, let alone someone who hadn't yet entered the door.
Che Ling's various indicators and data had already been prepared, and Chen Cang collected the data to bring to the on-call room, planning to research it thoroughly later and write a paper.
Liu Quan came out of the elevator, his face brimming with excitement as he sought out the emergency department.
"Yi? Director Ma, where is... Teacher Chen?" Liu Quan entered the emergency department, saw a crowd of people, but failed to find Chen Cang.
Ma Yuehui was sitting there clipping his nails. As a surgeon, Ma Hanhan always carried a nail clipper with him; long nails can hide dirt and harbor bacteria, and they often tear gloves during resuscitations, risking infection to the patient by accident.
It's not that Old Ma's concept of asepsis was particularly strong, it was probably just that his memory of its necessity was deeply ingrained through experience.
Ma Yuehui looked up at Liu Quan: "Oh, Director Liu, he might have gone to the on-call room. Have a seat, I'll have him come over in a bit."
Liu Quan nodded and sat down five stools away from Old Ma.
Seeing this, Old Ma was momentarily taken aback: "Director Liu, are you avoiding me? Sitting so far away?"
Liu Quan couldn't help but smile wryly. This Ma Yuehui, who entered their medical mentor's tutelage at the same time and studied the Chen-style continuous heart-beating surgeries together with him, should by all rights be considered a fellow apprentice brother.
But… Ma Yuehui had ousted himself from the mentorship.
He even told Teacher Chen, "You can't even teach me, you're not fit to be my teacher!"
Nevertheless, Old Ma waited patiently until the surgery was over and the paperwork was signed before he left with flair, not taking a single piece of gauze with him.
Regarding Old Ma's words, everyone fell silent, even Chen Cang had insomnia that night, reflecting for a long time, wondering if he was really the one at fault.
It wasn't until the next day when Ma Hanhan came to him with a beaming smile, slung an arm around him, and called him "Brother Chen" that Chen Cang suddenly realized, taking this guy seriously? Wasn't he just making life difficult for himself?
Liu Quan saw the enthusiastic Ma Yuehui and laughed: "Director Ma, you misunderstood, not at all."
At that moment, Chen Cang stood up and walked in.
Upon seeing Liu Quan, he asked curiously, "Yi? Director Liu, what brings you down here?"
Liu Quan chuckled sheepishly and picked up an item in his hand: "Teacher Chen, this is a paper I've written about mitral valve replacement surgery without stopping the heart. Since you are my mentor, I need you to take a look to make sure it meets with your approval before submission."
Hearing Liu Quan's words, Chen Cang suddenly froze!
He suddenly recalled something… When others publish papers and he is the mentor, do those papers count as his own?
Though the system paid him no mind.
But Chen Cang was certain, he had discovered a loophole in the system!
Exploiting someone's BUG, it's normal to feel a bit disgruntled and emotional!
Chen Cang's heart surged with excitement.
If… if the papers written by his students counted as well, Chen Cang suddenly felt that this task might not be so difficult after all.
Looking at Liu Quan, Chen Cang smiled contentedly: "Alright, leave it here. I'll have a look at it later and make some edits tonight so we can submit it as soon as possible."
Liu Quan nodded excitedly: "Great, thank you! Then I'll be heading back now?"
Chen Cang smiled subtly.
After Liu Quan left, those in the office looked on with envious glances.
For clinical doctors, academic research and paper publication are like a knife hovering over their throats!
They were busy with clinical work every day, when would they have time to write papers?
But Chen Cang had already moved on from that miserable stage, he... he already had students writing papers for him.
One by one, they were dying of envy, crying from jealousy, pure embodiments of bitterness!
Wasn't that just too awesome?
Those who already found Chen Cang somewhat unpleasant now felt as if their hearts were being stabbed by forks, it was too much!
This was even better than being a master's or doctoral advisor.
What was the caliber of those students, anyway?
A bunch of little masters and doctors, what kind of influential papers could they publish!
But just now, that was the chief surgeon of cardiovascular surgery, Liu Quan we're talking about, what level were the papers he published?
Don't mention how sour these people felt, even Ma Yuehui, who was clipping his nails, was stunned!
He opened his mouth wanting to say something, but not knowing what to say, he stood there agape in shock for quite a while...
Seeing Ma Yuehui , Chen Cang couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "Ah..."
Ma Yuehui was taken aback and looked at Chen Cang, "Chen, why are you sighing?"
The people around him were also looking at Chen Cang, hoping to hear something that showed Chen Cang had worries, which might make them feel less sour.
After all, rich people have lots of troubles too, like buying three villas and not liking any of them, wondering whether to buy another one. This... actually could also be a distressing matter.
Chen Cang must have such worries!
Everyone perked up their ears...
Chen Cang couldn't help but say to Ma Yuehui, "It's not good to have students that are too excellent either. Think about it, I don't even know the editors of the journals, and I have to let them publish on their own, I feel quite guilty for not being able to help."
When Ma Yuehui heard this, he suddenly felt that driving Chen Cang out of his mentorship had been such a lucky thing. Such a teacher, better off without!
Other people's students live off their teachers, but here the students were being lived off by Chen Cang!
Just at that moment, Liu Quan rushed in, panting, and said, "Teacher Chen, oh, there's something I forgot to tell you. The chief editor of 'The Annals of Thoracic Surgery' has been asking for your phone number, should I give it to him?"
"I was thinking he definitely wants to invite you to submit a paper, but you are so busy I guess you don't have time, so I didn't tell him yet. What do you think, should I tell him?"
Chen Cang took a deep breath, "Go ahead and give it, it might make it easier for you guys to get your papers published in the future. By the way, where are you planning to submit your paper?"
Hearing Chen Cang's agreement, Liu Quan said with some excitement, "I was originally planning to try for the 'European Journal of Cardio-Thoracic Surgery', but after you review it, I guess submitting to 'The Annals of Thoracic Surgery' probably won't be a problem."
'The Annals of Thoracic Surgery', the 'European Journal of Cardio-Thoracic Surgery', and the 'Journal of the American Society for Thoracic Surgery' are the three top-tier journals in the world of cardiothoracic surgery.
Being asked by the editors of these journals for a phone number to solicit a paper submission was such an honor!
Ma Yuehui suddenly regretted not holding on to Chen Cang tighter.
After hearing this, Chen Cang nodded and said, "Mhm, 'The Annals of Thoracic Surgery' is also pretty good."
At this moment, even Qiao Cheng'an, who was about to enter the door, suddenly didn't want to come in anymore.
Wasn't this too discouraging?
After Liu Quan finished speaking, he turned to leave, "Then Teacher, you take a look first. The chief editor of 'The Annals of Thoracic Surgery' will be so happy once he gets your phone number!"
Chen Cang nodded, "Okay, go ahead!"