Chapter 577: Chapter 264: Leading a New Trend in Diagnosis, Archrival Appears?
Li Jingsheng stood up and strode towards the podium.
Everyone’s eyes were focused on him. They all wanted to see what kind of person could stand alongside Professor Wang Zhenghai.
Wang Zhenghai was an elderly man with severe balding, slightly overweight.
The gold-framed glasses he wore were amusing, with oversized custom lenses that covered his eyebrows and bags under his eyes.
The purpose of such large lenses was likely not to cover his eyebrows, but perhaps to make vision more convenient.
If the lenses were too small, performing surgeries or certain procedures like tube placements or dressing changes could be affected if the glasses slipped a bit.
This detail showed that Professor Wang Zhenghai was a very practical person.
"Are you Li Jingsheng?"
Wang Zhenghai saw Li Jingsheng being led by the host to stand beside him, and immediately understood Jingsheng’s identity.
"Yes, I am Li Jingsheng! Hello, Professor Wang, I’ve heard a lot about you."
The statement was somewhat insincere.
Expressions like "heard a lot about you" and "a name like thunder" were merely polite phrases.
However, saying such things in this setting would certainly make the other person feel comfortable.
"Haha, hello, hello! I originally thought you would be at least a middle-aged doctor over forty-five, but you turned out to be so young, truly admirable!"
Wang Zhenghai warmly shook hands with Li Jingsheng.
"Did you just happen to read about similar cases in a book?"
He was particularly perplexed, as even if a young man is highly talented, his diagnostic experience would be limited.
Where did the high score of 53 come from?
The only explanation he could think of was that Li Jingsheng had just happened upon a similar case analysis in a book.
"No."
Li Jingsheng shook his head honestly to deny.
"Oh—so you must have encountered a similar case in your work!" Wang Zhenghai could only think of two possibilities.
He couldn’t believe that Li Jingsheng managed to diagnose it with his own abilities.
Because it was too incredible.
"You flatter me. Although I’ve rotated through multiple departments, I’ve never worked in the hematology department. Being able to diagnose this case was just a stroke of luck!"
Li Jingsheng chuckled modestly.
At this moment, the Chairman of the Western Medical Association personally came over to hand out medals one by one.
A tall, attractive female staff member carried a tray.
"Congratulations, Professor Wang!"
"Thank you, Chairman Jin!"
Wang Zhenghai accepted the trophy, honorary certificate, and a 500 yuan cash bonus with a light smile on his face.
No one ever complains about having too much honor, even if they have received it many times.
"Oh, Dr. Li, you’re so promising! It’s wonderful that the Second Hospital has produced such an excellent young doctor! Remember, young man, avoid arrogance and pride. I look forward to seeing you become the new generation of renowned experts in Lijiang City."
The eloquence of a chairman is certainly extraordinary.
Only pleasant words are spoken.
"Thank you for the encouragement, I will definitely avoid arrogance and impatience, and work hard."
Li Jingsheng accepted the gold trophy, on which was inscribed "Gold Award for Blood Disease Diagnosis and Treatment."
He suspected it wasn’t actual gold.
Whether or not it was gold-plated, he wasn’t sure.
It looked exquisite and small, felt substantial in hand, and was slightly heavy.
The honorary certificate detailed the year and competition in which he won first place, stamped by the health management department, the judging panel, and the physicians association.
The certificate’s value was quite high.
It could be considered a provincial or municipal level honorary certificate.
Upon accepting the cash bonus, he pinched it, found it thin, and confirmed it contained only five 100 yuan bills.
In the past, this amount would have been his income for two or three days.
Now, this small prize felt a bit unimpressive.
Four people won awards. One of the winners from the People’s Hospital was a woman professor in her fifties. She was short, with hair likely dyed even darker than younger women’s.
Short hair.
Women, even at eighty, still have a love for beauty.
Li Jingsheng dared not underestimate this thin female professor, whose accomplishments in the field of blood diseases were on par with Wang Zhenghai’s. Her research results and papers were impressive.
The third-place winner was a doctor from a city hospital outside the province, a tall man in his late forties with an elegant demeanor. He was also particularly handsome.
Mo Lanlan scored 49 points to secure second place.
This male doctor named Zhao Yong scored 45 points for third place.
It’s clear that the scores sharply declined further down the ranking.
The test question was indeed difficult, with penalties for each unnecessary test application, making many doctors accustomed to "wastefulness" extremely uncomfortable.
The total score was only 55, including 5 bonus points awarded for correctly identifying each diagnostic direction.
Scoring above 50 was as challenging as climbing heaven.
Mo Lanlan’s 49 points were already remarkable.
It was only the two occurrences of 53 points that left her overshadowed.
Even the third-place score of 45 remained a very impressive high score.
It’s like participating in a math competition; scoring thirty or forty points would already be considered high. Many people score in the teens or twenties, or even zero.
"Respected Chairman Jin, may I make a small request?"
Third-place doctor Zhao Yong made a request after receiving his award.
"Go ahead! If I can fulfill it and it doesn’t violate competition rules, I will try to satisfy your request."
Chairman Jin wasn’t sure what this person wanted.
His response was cleverly phrased.
"I want to see the answers of the two first-place winners, to take this opportunity to learn from them. Honestly, their extraordinarily high score of 53 left me extremely shocked, and let me witness the true masters in the field of blood diseases."