I Can See Health

Interviews with tutors are conducted one-on-one.

All candidates will enter in order of examination number.

As for what kind of interview it will be and what content will be tested, only those who have entered will know.

After so many days of exams, the six people who applied for the cardiology exam are all familiar with each other.

Except for Jiang Qingyan, she didn't fit into everyone's circle, and everyone else would occasionally talk to each other.

Among the six, Kanae’s undergraduate degree was from Kyoto University.

"Jin Miao, you are an undergraduate from Kyoto University, so you should know Professor Yang." A girl wearing glasses sat next to Jin Miao.

"I'm lucky enough to have attended Professor Yang's class." Jin Miao smiled, "Also, during my internship, I was working with a Ph.D. brother under Professor Yang."

"Then you have the highest chance of being admitted this time," the girl said. "I see that your score in the first test ranks first among us, and your performance in the retest is also very good."

Jin Miao shook his head slightly and sighed: "I didn't do well in the skills test yesterday. I think Lu Chen's performance is good, and his chances of landing are also very high."

This is really a stupid statement in Versailles!

With two A's and two B's, he already ranks third among everyone.

The girl curled her lips, feeling contempt in her heart, but she still said: "I don't think so. I heard that Lu Chen didn't do well in the first test. After all, the first test accounts for the largest proportion, so I think you have the best chance. "

Hearing the girl's words, Jin Miao couldn't help but reveal a faint smile: "Hey, the final choice belongs to Professor Yang. We can't figure out his tricks, so we'd better prepare for the interview."

…

Five minutes later, Jia Bo walked into the waiting room.

"Classmate Jin Miao, the first interview!"

Jin Miao stood up, took a deep breath, and walked towards the interview room.

…

In the waiting room, Lu Chen took out his notes and began the final sorting process.

Jiang Qingyan sat next to him.

Lu Chen glanced at her with his peripheral vision. She was very calm.

Oh, that's not right either.

Her expression is always the same, with almost no dynamic changes.

About ten minutes passed.

The door to the interview room was pushed open.

Jin Miao walked out of the interview room with a faint smile.

It seemed that his interview process went relatively smoothly.

But this time, the students who had completed the interview were not forcibly separated. Instead, they sat together with the students who had not conducted the interview.

As soon as Jin Miao sat down, the classmates next to him asked him about the content of the interview.

…

"Lu Chen, the second one!"

Lu Chen's heart tightened slightly, he put away his notes and put them in his bag, slowly stood up, arranged his clothes, and walked to the interview room.

When he passed by Jia Bo.

Jia Bo smiled at Lu Chen, patted his shoulder gently, and whispered: "Classmate Lu Chen, I wish you good luck."

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled in response.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that Jia Bo was weird.

But he couldn't care about that much now. Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, Lu Chen slowly opened the door to the interview room.

The interview room is very large and should usually be a place for large meetings.

There was a rectangular mahogany square table in the center of the room, with potted green plants placed in the four corners. There was also a large fish tank in the center, which contained many colorful fish that Lu Chen didn't recognize.

There was only one person in the interview room!

Lu Chen looked attentively.

He was about fifty years old, wearing a white coat and sitting at the main seat of the mahogany square table, looking down at the information in his hand.

He should be Professor Yang Feng.

Vice dean of Kyoto University School of Medicine, an authority on cardiovascular medicine in China, and one of the main writers of internal medicine books.

This seemed different from what I imagined, with a row of experts sitting in front of me, asking questions.

Lu Chen slowly approached and saw Professor Yang Feng's appearance clearly.

His appearance is very ordinary, and he is the kind of person who is almost impossible to recognize if he is thrown into a crowd.

Hearing the movement from the door, Yang Feng raised his head.

"Classmate Lu Chen, come on, sit down!"

Yang Feng's attitude was very kind. He pointed to a seat in front of him with a smile and motioned for Lu Chen to sit down.

"Thank you, Teacher Yang."

Lu Chen sat obediently in front of Yang Feng.

Yang Feng held a stack of information sheets in his hand, which should be information about all candidates.

"Student Lu Chen, you have the lowest score in the preliminary exam among the six students."

Yang Feng got straight to the point, picked up Lu Chen's information sheet and asked directly.

"Do you think you have any advantages compared to others?"

Is it so direct?

A straight-to-the-point "heart-to-heart" conversation without any other assessment of professional knowledge?

Lu Chen paused and said in a deep voice: "Teacher Yang, in terms of my preliminary test scores alone, I may not be as good as other students, but the score in one test does not represent everything."

“I probably know you better than other classmates.

"Know me better?"

Yang Feng's slightly kind face showed a smile.

"Did you know that the first student Jin Miao who came in had his undergraduate degree from Kyoto University and once interned in our department."

"Do you know me better than he does?"

Lu Chen smiled slightly, sat up straight, and looked at the big boss in front of him without showing any signs of weakness.

"Teacher Yang, I have carefully studied the papers you have published and the major funding projects you have chaired in recent years."

"You are worthy of being one of the pioneers in our country in the fields of chest pain center construction, acute myocardial infarction diagnosis and treatment system, and stroke."

"Among them, the article "Coronary Atherosclerosis T1-weighed with integrated anatomical reference" that you recently published in the "Journal of Resonance" evaluates vulnerable atherosclerotic plaques in vitro and in vivo, and clarifies the impact of the CATCH sequence on plaques. Diagnostic efficacy of internal bleeding…”

"Another paper..."

"One more article..."

Yang Feng's eyes first showed appreciation, then relief, and finally, following Lu Chen's words, he became slightly shocked.

This kid has really studied him!

Still a more in-depth study!

Many of the papers he published were just to give a general direction as the corresponding author, but the specific paper writing was completed by his students.

Therefore, he didn't even understand some of his own articles as clearly as Lu Chen did.

However, there is another situation. It does not rule out that other professionals have already made relevant preparations, and they can just come and endorse it.

After being silent for a long time, Yang Feng continued.

"The first paper you just talked about, do you think there are any limitations to the entire experiment?"

Limitations, to put it simply, are shortcomings and shortcomings.

To talk about the advantages of an article, you can probably talk about it in a very general way, such as novel topic selection, detailed discussion, etc.

Even if you don't look carefully, you may be able to pick out a little bit.

But when it comes to shortcomings, it is difficult to tell anything without in-depth research!

After Lu Chen listened to Yang Feng's question, he was silent for a moment.

He really hadn't thought about the limitations of the paper.

After all, his knowledge level is limited to an undergraduate degree!

Most of Professor Yang Feng's papers have reached the ceiling of the discipline. It is not easy to understand them, let alone point out their shortcomings.

Lu Chen thought for a moment and said, "Teacher Yang, with my current level of knowledge, I am neither capable nor qualified to comment on your paper."

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment. It seemed that he was the same. The person sitting opposite him was an undergraduate, not his doctoral students.

It was indeed difficult for him to talk about the limitations of his paper.

However, Lu Chen suddenly changed the subject.

"But at the end of this paper, Mr. Yang, you yourself talked about the limitations of the article."

"I remember this. The sample size of the experiment was insufficient, and the main experimental population was in northern China, so it was not widely representative."

"Secondly, this study is a multi-center collaboration, and there is no unified standard for all testing indicators. There may be errors in this aspect."

Lu Chen tried his best to recall the contents of this paper.

In fact, thanks to the fact that the paper Yang Feng asked about is relatively famous and has a high impact factor, Lu Chen has studied it carefully.

On another paper, he might not be able to answer it.

After hearing this, Yang Feng was finally able to confirm.

Lu Chen had really "studied" him, instead of simply reading his papers and memorizing them for him to read.

"Well, not bad. I saw your results in the written test and skills test yesterday, and they were also very good." Yang Feng said happily, "I still have a place for a master's degree, and it is also the last one. Do you want to study for my master's degree?" "

Another master's degree?

Why do you always study for a master's degree?

Lu Chen sighed slightly in his heart, but still kept a smile on his face: "Teacher Yang, as long as I am your student, whether it is a professional master's degree or a master's degree, it is very happy."

"But personally, I can't lie to you. I would rather study for a master's degree."

Yang Feng shook his head and smiled, "You kids all want to study for a professional master's degree. Don't you know that a master's degree has more room for development? At least in terms of taking the Ph.D. examination, a master's degree has more advantages."

"Let's think about it when we go back!"

"Well, thank you Teacher Yang for your kindness."

When he walked out of the interview room, Lu Chen was still a little confused.

It turns out that the tutor interview is that simple. It takes less than ten minutes and there are no test questions. The tutor will just chat with you.

However, in this way, the final result will be too maneuverable.

Judging from the current situation, Yang Feng, like Jia Bo, secretly and openly wanted him to study for a master's degree.

However, Lu Chen is relatively determined and is not considering studying for a master's degree for the time being.

When he returned to his seat, he heard Jia Bo shouting loudly.

"Next, Jiang Qingyan!"

Facing everyone's gaze, Jiang Qingyan slowly stood up.

Her attire today was quite formal, with light makeup and a slim-fitting white shirt.

"Come on." Lu Chen whispered.

"Um."

Jiang Qingyan nodded slightly and then walked to the interview room.

…

The time Jiang Qingyan entered the room was also very short, less than ten minutes.

"Next, Feng Dinghan."

…

In less than an hour, the tutor interview was over.

"Everyone, you can leave now."

"At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, the admission list will be announced on the school's official graduate school website. Admitted students must report to the graduate school at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, otherwise they will be deemed to have given up automatically!"

After the exam was over, everyone left one after another.

Today, it didn't rain.

Lu Chen and Jiang Qingyan did not go together.

Back at the hotel alone, Lu Chen finally relaxed completely.

Although the retest does not cover much content, the knowledge is more detailed than the initial test and there are more things to consider.

In the afternoon, Lu Chen took advantage of his free time to visit the scenic spots in Kyoto.

It is not the peak tourist season, so Lu Chen is riding a bicycle alone in the streets and alleys, which is quite interesting.

Back to the hotel, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

There seemed to be no movement in the room next door, and Lu Chen didn't pay attention.

That night, he slept soundly.

When I woke up in the morning, I opened my eyes and looked at my phone on the bedside. It was exactly eight o'clock.