sinovels Chapter 32, 99 points!
Chapter 32, 99 points!
Twenty minutes later, Chen Zhuoan saw Su Xiheng at the door of a classroom on the second floor.
She was complaining to her classmates that the questions this time were too difficult and too obscure.
But her classmate had a good attitude: "Susu, this is a clinical reasoning competition, not a final exam. The final grade will not affect your graduation."
"Then the teacher who sets the questions will naturally let their imagination run wild."
"I'll also be representing the school in the national competition, who knows what kind of bizarre questions they'll be asked."
"Anyway, I didn't finish it."
"Have you finished answering?"
Suddenly, someone nudged Su Xiheng's shoulder and whispered, "Su Su, your boss Chen is here to see you..."
"We're leaving now."
Su Xiheng turned her head left and right, her eyes immediately fixing on Chen Zhuoan.
Su Xiheng didn't feel embarrassed at all: "Okay, let's have dinner together again next time."
"Yay~ Who knows when the next time will be?"
"Even if you have the time, your boss, Mr. Chen, won't let you leave."
"Let's go... the stench here is awful." Two young women in their early twenties chuckled and skipped a few steps.
Su Xiheng quickly went to Chen Zhuoan's side: "An'an, you handed in your paper early?"
Chen Zhuoan nodded: "Yes, I handed it in as soon as I finished. It wasn't a calculation problem."
"If you know how, you know how; if you don't, you can't verify it anyway."
"How are you feeling?"
Su Xiheng pouted: "It really is difficult, just as difficult as the questions you gave me."
"Fortunately, you also helped me practice some questions, otherwise I might have fallen into a lot of traps."
Su Xiheng immediately shook her head: "The exam is over, so let's not compare answers!"
Actually, Su Xiheng was a little unhappy, because she was afraid that she might not be able to accompany Chen Zhuoan this time.
Chen Zhuoan took Su Xiheng's hand: "Perfect timing, let's go eat first."
"Yes, let's eat first." Su Xiheng is a little foodie who likes rice.
……
Meanwhile, in another office in the graduate school, two middle-aged men and women in their fifties were also released from "confinement"!
After the alarm bell rang, the four people quickly pushed open the door and went out.
A woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses gracefully caught up with Dong Anhua: "Professor Dong, what was the most standard answer to the last question in the undergraduate competition?"
Upon hearing this, Dong Anhua pursed her lips: "Professor Qu, weren't all the points already awarded?"
The person who asked Dong Anhua the question was Professor Qu Lin, who was in charge of teaching in the Department of Cardiology.
Professor Qu Lin, who was slightly plump but in good shape, was wearing a long dress: "I was just looking for knowledge, Professor Dong. Your knowledge is amazing, so I wanted to ask you for some advice."
Dong Anhua sighed and turned his head helplessly: "Actually, Professor Qu, I didn't find a standard reference answer in the answers either."
"So in the end, they all got points."
"However, Professor Qu, weren't the three questions your internal medicine team set this time a bit too obscure?"
Internal medicine and surgery are different departments.
In the last undergraduate clinical reasoning skills competition, the surgical group had some tricky questions, and this time the internal medicine teaching and research group immediately returned the same questions.
The three cases presented were all unusual, each one more bizarre than the last, and all were rare cases.
Professor Mo Lianzhou from the Department of Endocrinology, who was standing next to Qu Lin, looked relatively young, was gentle and had a soft voice: "The postgraduate clinical thinking competition is to select those with good clinical talent."
"The people with the longest academic programs have to graduate with a doctorate. When they start working and encounter real patients, they don't have any reference answers."
"So, this time the questions are relatively standard, and compared to some extreme cases, they are more realistic."
Dong Anhua said, "I thought...you would also extract some cases from the death cases."
"With this kind of question format now, I estimate the overall score won't be too high."
Mo Lianzhou smiled and said, "This is a clinical reasoning skills competition for medical students, not a skills competition for ICU, emergency, or surgery alone, so the scope is naturally a bit broader."
"Let's go mark the papers. This time, the workload isn't too heavy, but it's not light either—over five hundred papers!"
All six years of master's and doctoral students can take the exam, which covers many specialties such as internal medicine, surgery, obstetrics and gynecology, pediatrics, and psychiatry. More than 500 exam papers are actually not that many.
As it is a comprehensive teaching hospital, the number of graduate students far exceeds the number of undergraduates and interns.
……
Because it's the weekend, neither professors nor associate professors will be scheduled for outpatient clinics or surgeries.
A dozen or so people entered the marking room one after another.
After the personal information on the answer sheets was simply bound together, the grading process began.
The Department of Surgery is responsible for grading the three surgical questions, while the Department of Internal Medicine is responsible for grading the internal medicine questions; the division of labor is clear.
Sighs and expressions of regret kept filling the air.
Then, interspersed with the sounds of chatting.
"Professor Dong... I told you, the questions your orthopedics department set this time were a bit too orthodox, but the questions were too specialized. Most people could only make a diagnosis."
"The details of differential diagnosis and treatment are still lacking."
Dong Anhua was also looking at his own answer sheet for the orthopedics section and nodded: "Then let's be lenient with the grading. As long as the answer touches on the topic, you can get points."
Professor Qu Lin of the Department of Internal Medicine suddenly said, "This candidate's answer is very interesting...very detailed. Not bad."
"Let me see." When grading papers, if they see an excellent answer, they will pass it around to each other.
Not everyone will read it, but the few people nearby will definitely take a look; it's a teacher's instinctive reaction.
……
After making changes quietly for nearly five hours, it was already 8 p.m.
Because it was a clinical reasoning skills competition, and the questions were somewhat difficult, everyone graded them very carefully.
The candidates' information has now been retrieved, and scores are being tallied.
"64 points."
"55 points."
"41 points."
"37 points."
"..."
The scores weren't very high.
Compared to some outstanding doctoral students, lower-level master's students tend to have a slightly shallower knowledge base.
Because the questions were so difficult, a score of 30-something is normal.
Teaching and training are sequential processes and cannot be accomplished overnight.
The hope is that these lower-level master's students will become familiar with the competition environment in advance, so that they can put in their best effort when they enter the doctoral stage.
"81 points!" Suddenly, a voice drew everyone's attention.
"Who is it that can get 81?"
"It's an eight-year program, named Tu You. Does anyone know her? Is she a student of any professor?" an associate professor of internal medicine quickly asked.
"Tu You, I know her. She's in respiratory medicine, and she's really good. Her basic skills and theoretical knowledge are very solid!"
Professor Qu Lin quickly asked, "Where are the points deducted? Are they all concentrated in surgery?"
The orthopedics exam questions this time were too specialized, and the scores were generally not high.
Qu Lin was worried that Tu You's score was reduced too much because of the orthopedics questions.
The associate professor said, "No, the points were deducted evenly, but the answer and thought process were still not detailed enough."
Meanwhile, on the other side—
A middle-aged voice said haltingly, "9...9 points."
The professor in charge of tallying the scores quickly wrote down a 9, tilted his head, and asked, "Why only a 9?"
"It's 99." The middle-aged man who spoke first corrected his wording.
The office fell completely silent.