Hu Guang rested all noon, and returned to the classroom in the afternoon during the second class, his spirits looking much better than in the morning, but his face still looked a little pale.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the evening self-study of Fengshan Experimental Middle School ended, which also indicated that the first day of school was finally over.

A lot of things happened in one day today, and Zhang Fan felt tired, after all, this body was only twelve years old.

He took the bus home, and as soon as he reached the door, he heard a woman's shrill voice coming from the house.

"Zhang Fan's mother, it's been almost a month, why haven't you paid back yet?"

Zhang Fan pushed open the door and found that there was an obese woman with heavy makeup sitting on the sofa in his living room, which turned out to be his eldest aunt, Chen Ling.

She wore her big wavy yellow hair, her face was heavily powdered, she wore a long crimson dress, and a lady's cigarette in her hand, and she was lazily leaning back on the sofa.

"Hello aunt." Zhang Fan walked in the door and called softly.

No matter how much you hate a person, in the face of elders, the respect he should have is still given, he is no longer the ignorant child in his previous life, and love and hate are clearly written on his face.

"Xiaofan is back." Chen Ling glanced at Zhang Fan, nodded at Zhang Fan, didn't say anything, and started smoking by herself.

Zhang's mother sat on the chair opposite Zhang Ling, and when she saw Zhang Fan suddenly come back, her face was a little ugly.

"Xiaofan, you go back to the house first, I have something to talk about with your aunt."

Zhang Fan nodded and walked into his room.

"Sister-in-law, didn't we say it was okay at the beginning? Will it be three months later, and now it's only been a month? With a smile on her face, Zhang's mother asked cautiously.

Chen Ling cocked Erlang's legs, frowned, and said, "Is there one?" How come I don't remember? Zhang Fan's mother, since we are all relatives, you also have to understand the difficulties of me and your eldest brother, the family's clothing store has been unable to open recently, and it is in urgent need of money. ”

Zhang's mother naturally didn't believe this, but she still accompanied her smiling face and said, "Sister-in-law, you see that Xiaofan has just started school, and the family's recent expenses are quite large, and we will definitely pay it off in two months." ”

Chen Ling took a sharp puff of the cigarette, and then slowly exhaled the smoke.

"I heard Juanzi say, your family is going to travel on National Day, this doesn't look like a lack of money."

The Juanzi in Chen Ling's mouth is Zhang Fan's third aunt, and she is usually quite close to Zhang Fan's family.

When Zhang's mother heard Chen Ling's words, her face changed, she sighed, didn't speak for a long time, and turned around and walked to the bedroom.

At this time, Zhang Fan, who was in the house, heard Chen Ling's words and clenched his fist tightly.

He finally understood why his parents in his previous life changed their minds halfway after agreeing to travel for him, and he had a big quarrel with his parents for this.

Zhang's mother came out of the bedroom with a thick envelope in her hand.

She sighed deeply and said, "Sister-in-law, you take this two thousand first, and as for the remaining two thousand, we will definitely return it to you in two months." ”

Chen Ling stood up and took the envelope from Zhang's mother with a smile, the fat on her face trembled, and the crimson dress still couldn't hide her bloated figure.

She opened the envelope in front of Zhang's mother, took out the money, and counted them one by one.

"Oops, it's two thousand!"

Chen Ling counted the money, stuffed the envelope into her bag, and said with a smile: "Zhang Fan's mother, it's so late now, I won't bother you, the rest of the money is not in a hurry, I'll leave first." ”

With that, she took her bag and turned around and left.

In the living room, Zhang's mother was still sitting on a chair, her expression gloomy, and she was thinking about how to explain the travel to Zhang Fan.

At this time, Zhang Fan opened the door and walked to his mother.

My mother, who is only in her thirties this year, only buys cheap cosmetics for herself, and due to the tiredness of work all year round, a trace of crow's feet appears in the corners of her eyes, and the skin on her hands has become rough.

"Mom!" Zhang Fan shouted softly.

"Xiaofan, you're out." Zhang's mother saw Zhang Fan, her face was like a trick, and she was instantly full of smiles, "I cooked a bowl of egg noodles for you to make a supper, you wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen and take it out." ”

Zhang Fan just wanted to comfort his mother, but when he saw the smile on her face, he ran to the kitchen to get noodles again, and he couldn't open his mouth immediately.

A bowl of steaming noodles was served, and Zhang Fan chatted with his mother while eating.

"Mom, isn't Dad home tonight?"

"He runs a long distance and can't come back tonight, so he probably won't be home until early tomorrow morning."

Zhang Fan's father is a long-distance truck driver, often goes to other places to deliver goods, and works all year round, it seems that he will have to let his parents do some easy work in the future, Zhang Fan thought to himself.

"Xiaofan, how did you feel on your first day of school today?" Zhang's mother asked.

"It's good."

"How's the teacher and classmates?"

"They were very nice to me, and I was also the class leader."

"You're still a squad leader, huh?" Zhang's mother was surprised and delighted, she knew her son's personality very well, Zhang Fan was shy and introverted in elementary school, and he didn't dare to talk to strangers, why did he suddenly become a class leader in junior high school?

"Xiaofan, tell your mother, how did you become the squad leader?"

Zhang Fan was a little helpless, it seemed that his introverted personality was deeply rooted in his mother's heart, so he casually made up a reason and said: "The head teacher saw that I had good grades in school, and I was still a boy, so he let me be it." ”

Zhang's mother didn't think much about it, and said with a smile: "Then you have to deal with the teacher and the classmates in the future, and if you don't understand something, you can go home and ask me and your father." ”

"Okay."

Although Zhang Fan was not hungry, she still quickly finished the bowl of egg noodles, and Zhang's mother looked at her and nodded.

"Xiaofan, go take a bath, take a bath and rest early."

"Mom!"

Zhang Fan stopped his mother who was about to wash the dishes and said, "Mom, I don't want to travel anymore." ”

Zhang's mother's movements in her hand froze, and she turned her head to look at her son: "Why?" ”

"Mom, our school has a National Day event, but there may not be time."

Zhang's mother was silent for a while, and her voice seemed to be a little low: "That's okay, we'll go back when we have time." ”

Zhang Fan saw that his mother agreed, so he turned around and went to take a bath.

It's just that he didn't see it, and when he turned around, the corners of his mother's eyes were slightly moist, as if there was liquid shining.

Zhang's mother understood that her son should have heard the conversation between herself and her sister-in-law, and then offered to say that she didn't want to travel.

Zhang's mother sighed with emotion, her son has finally grown up and knows that he cares about his mother, and the tiredness and sadness of many years have a trace of comfort at this moment. It's just that Xiaofan's reason for making up is too far-frustrating, the National Day is a legal holiday in China, how can there be no time?

Late at night, Zhang Fan lay on the bed, tossing and turning and unable to sleep.

Today, the situation of his aunt coming to the house to ask for money kept coming to his mind, which made his desire to make money more and more urgent.

But how can you make a lot of money quickly?

The methods in his mind were rejected by Zhang Fan one by one, and finally he finally thought of the best way for him at the moment, that is, to help someone write the paper.

The titles of Huaxia doctors are resident physician, attending physician, deputy chief physician and chief physician.

Residency and attending physicians do not require a dissertation for the promotion of their titles, while a dissertation is required from the promotion of the attending physician to the deputy chief physician.

Then depending on the level of each hospital, the quantity and quality of the papers they require will be different.

Some small local hospitals may only require papers to be published in ordinary journals in China, which can be published for a short period of time, and there is no difficulty.

The municipal ordinary tertiary hospitals require papers to be published in at least domestic core journals, which already have a threshold and cannot be issued with money.

Finally, the top provincial tertiary hospitals basically require papers to be published in foreign core SCI journals, which have a fairly high threshold. The impact factor scores of SCI papers are also different, which are divided into three categories: high (greater than 1.105), middle (between 1.105 and 0.422), and low (less than 0.422).

In his previous life, Zhang Fan published three SCI papers with a score of more than 5 during his doctoral studies, which had surpassed the average level of department directors of many tertiary hospitals at that time. Most of the SCI papers of general department directors have an impact factor between the middle and low regions, and few of them reach the high zone, let alone papers with an impact factor of more than 5 points.

The reason why Zhang Fan was able to publish these three SCI papers with a score of more than 5 is not only due to his own ability, but also because of his doctoral supervisor in the United States, who is one of the world's top cardiology experts and has published many papers in Nature, one of the world's top journals.

The physician promotion system in China requires doctors to publish papers, but if you want to publish papers, you have to keep doing experiments, then analyzing data, and finally writing a high-level paper.

However, the clinical medical situation in Huaxia has kept all doctors away from scientific research, and they have endless patients every day, who has the extra time and energy to do scientific research experiments?

Therefore, there are many attending physicians in Huaxia who cannot be promoted all year round, and they have stayed in the position of attending physician for several years, and it is possible that their medical skills have surpassed their superiors, but because of the limitation of their papers, they have stopped.

Their only way out is to find someone to write the paper on their behalf.

In his previous life, in Zhang Fan's memory, there had been many cases of paper fraud in Huaxia, the most notorious one was the collective fraud of more than 100 doctors in Huaxia, including the department directors of top hospitals.

They contract their papers to ghostwriting companies, which help them write, typeset and submit papers, which is the so-called one-stop service for papers.

In 2006, in China, this kind of ghostwriting may be more common than decades later, and now the regulatory mechanism is not strict, the scientific research level of grassroots doctors is too low, and most doctors' papers do not meet the requirements of hospitals.