I got married to an orthopaedic surgeon

Han Chen obediently went out with two dishes.

A total of three dishes were prepared for dinner, stir-fried celery, boiled cabbage heart and steamed open back fish.

Zhou Mo helped Han Chen serve the meal, sat down, picked up the chopsticks, and said, "Eat."

Han Chen saw that the bowl in front of her was empty, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Zhou Mo: "Lose weight."

"As for?" Han Chen sized it up with doubts, "Is your bmi low?"

Zhou Mo glanced at him, "Why not? As you get older, your basal metabolic rate decreases, and you will accumulate fat if you don't pay attention."

Saying that, Zhou Moyan cast a gouged look at Han Chen, "You think everyone is like you, all conditions are good, and it's easy to find a partner."

Han Chen smiled slightly, "Who said it? It's not easy to find."

"Why is it hard to find? I think your doctor Kosh is pretty good."

The corners of Han Chen's eyes suddenly fainted with a smile, "I have high demands on my partner, and I can't just find one and make it happen."

"Are you guilty of saying this?" Zhou Mo asked

"What are you sorry for?"

Zhou Mo snorted softly with a hint of sarcasm, "You said you are not casual about finding a partner, so why are you arguing with me so casually?"

Han Chen suddenly lowered his eyebrows, and suddenly said seriously: "I am not casual about this matter."

Zhou Mo was surprised.

Han Chen said again: "Besides, how do you know that you didn't meet my conditions?"

Zhou Mo's heart was suddenly bumped, and her thoughts became a little distracted. She pretended to be calm and asked, "Let's hear it, what are your conditions?"

"Only two requirements, one, a doctoral degree, and two, a harmonious relationship between parents."

Zhou Mo was puzzled, "It's not too high of a requirement. Doctors are all rotten now, and parents... are not in harmony with each other, right? Then why is Dr. Xu excluded by you?"

"She's not a doctor."

"... Is the restriction really so deadly? Doesn't the standard drop at all?

"No surrender."

"No matter how good other conditions are, don't you drop them? For example, rich women or daughters from wealthy families, don't you drop them?"

"No surrender."

"Tell me the reason." Zhou Mo suddenly became curious.

"Easy to communicate."

"Be specific."

Han Chen thought for a while, "The simplest one, for example, just now, when I said bmi, you can directly understand what I mean. And you just talked about the relationship between basal metabolic rate and age."

Zhou Mo suddenly realized.

What Han Chen meant was that the communication between them could be smooth without any professional barriers.

If there is a big gap between their majors and knowledge, then the dialogue is tantamount to playing the piano with a cow, and it takes effort and emotion.

However, Zhou Mo still felt that the logic did not make sense, "What you said is some basic knowledge, right? It was mentioned in the bmi high school textbook, body mass index, weight divided by the square of height."

"Then do you know that the reference intervals of BMI are different for men and women?"

"I know. Gender is the most important grouping when calculating the reference interval of medical indicators. It must be different." Zhou Mo replied instinctively, then remembered something, and said, "I have also read a few documents, saying that if the wife's bmi If you are smaller than your husband, both parties will feel happier in marriage, especially in the short and medium term, but some studies also say that women are anxious about their body..."

Han Chen looked at Zhou Mo quietly with a pleasant smile on his face.

Zhou Mo was talking non-stop, and when she noticed that Han Chen was looking at her with extremely gentle eyes, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

At the same time, she understood the meaning of Han Chen's words on a deeper level.

Not only do they have low barriers to professional communication, but also their professional divergent thinking will keep them talking.

Even this kind of topic can be used as a topic of conversation after dinner.

Just imagine, if Yu Yizhou was sitting across from him now, he would probably be impatient to hear it.

"I think what you said makes sense." Zhou Mo deeply agreed.

But she had doubts again, "Although we are both medical students, we have different majors after all. There must be barriers. I don't understand your professional stuff. Similarly, you don't understand mine."

"Interlacing is the only way to separate mountains, and we don't have interlacing," Han Chen said, "Also, you may not understand professional things."

"Then how can I understand? If I want to understand, I will become a doctor."

"Did you understand what I said last time at the meeting at the First Hospital of Dongdae University?"

"Probably, what micro-connection, imitating the improved intramedullary nail technology for micro-connection."

"Don't you understand?" Han Chen asked back.

"I don't fully understand either."

Han Chen was helpless, "Just imagine, if he is a complete layman, do you think it is possible for him to understand this within ten minutes?"

Only then did Zhou Mo realize it.

She has been immersed in the professional field for a long time, even for unfamiliar medical knowledge, she can quickly understand it, and this introduction made her forget that if it is a person with no medical background knowledge, everything Han Chen said, Almost indigestible.

"Doctor Xu is also an orthopedic surgeon, so he has more conversations with you?" Zhou Mo frowned.

Han Chen said, "She is a colleague, and even more of a competitor."

"It seems that you value your career quite a lot. I thought you studied medicine just on a whim." Zhou Mo always felt that Han Chen chose to study medicine in the first place, more or less had something to do with him.

What she didn't expect was that Han Chen didn't choose to change his major in his freshman year, but insisted on studying until now, becoming a real doctor.

"What about me? The advantage is a doctor, my parents are harmonious, can I talk to you?" Zhou Mo asked.

"You know how to deal with data, and you have a solid statistical foundation." Han Chen paused, "I have read your papers, and the impact factor is not high, but there are already two papers, both of which are studying tumors, and one was published when I was a graduate student. , an article has just been published online."

"..." Zhou Mo was completely unexpected.

Han Chen actually read her paper?

"Our department still has some osteosarcoma data. If you want to do it, we can cooperate."

Zhou Mo suddenly became interested, his eyes sparkled, and he was more excited than seeing braised pork ribs.

"What data? Clinical characteristics? Is there any follow-up? Are the biological samples complete?"

"Basically, there are, but there are a lot of data, and it's complicated, so it's hard to handle..."

"What about the sample size?" Zhou Mo asked.

"The hospitalized patients in the past five years...the exact number has not been counted."

five years? !The more Zhou Mo thought about it, the more excited she became. These data are enough for her to graduate with a Ph.D.

Since Zhang Lanlan took away the liver cancer she wanted, Zhou Mo felt that the world was much darker.

It is not to say that other cancers cannot be changed, but the data of liver cancer are relatively complete.

After all, you can’t do research without data.

Zhou Mo originally wanted to ask Shen Qingyi for a solution, but thinking about Shen Qingyi's own project, he couldn't handle it right now, and the lack of data was a flaw, even Shen Qingyi couldn't change the data.

Unexpectedly, when the car arrived at the front of the mountain, the road appeared at Han Chen's place.