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Chapter 160: Three Shared Articles (Please Subscribe)

When Fang Ziye received the dinner invitation from Director Zhang Mingcan and others, he unexpectedly discovered a little secret.

That is, the experimental results made by Guan Hongming and Du Hai. At first glance, he felt a bit annoyed, but upon closer inspection...

Knowledge points increased by 6.1 on the spot!
Good heavens, Fang Ziye was shocked at that moment.

You should know that the few surgeries he performed today only earned him a dozen or so knowledge points in total. The most he earned was from the surgery he was the lead surgeon in. Apart from the suturing, which was done by the resident physician Huang Yunxiao, Fang Ziye did most of the work himself.

Even so, I only gained about 20 knowledge points.

Look at this picture; it directly increased my knowledge points by 6.1.

However, upon closer examination, Fang Ziye found that there was nothing wrong with it.

The result of accumulating flawed experimental protocols is the cost of trial and error, but it also directly confirms the impossibility of piecing together such haphazard experimental techniques, which is a new understanding.

Because if Fang Ziye's reading is correct, this quantitative measurement result might indicate that the object being measured wasn't even correct...

However, Fang Ziye didn't comment on whether the reagents used in the process were incorrect, since he didn't have the same level of detail as WB. After all, this was an experimental plan that Du Hai had carefully designed, and Du Hai himself was the one who knew it best.

But this is the current result.

Using the word "painful" to describe it would be quite apt.

However, Guan Hongming and Du Hai were not surprised at all. They sighed slightly and threw away the petri dish, showing their wealth and generosity.

She looked at Fang Ziye shyly, slightly embarrassed: "Senior Brother Fang, please forgive my embarrassment."

"It's alright. Failure is common. We can take it slowly in the future." Fang Ziye felt that solving the problems of these two junior brothers would definitely not be a matter of a day or two.

He stood up, took off his gloves, and walked towards the sink: "Come on, Director Zhang called for dinner in the group chat, let's go eat together..."

Du Hai said, "Senior, I hope you can give me more guidance in the future. It's too difficult to do experiments on your own here."

"However, my junior brother and I are quite diligent. You can rest assured about that, Senior Brother Fang. We guarantee to be available 20 hours a day and get four hours of sleep."

Du Hai playfully winked at Fang Ziye, insisting on saying "sleep" instead of "sleep," emphasizing the word "jue."

"That's not the case. Getting enough sleep is the key to doing a good job."

"They still need to train." Fang Ziye couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness looking at the two young men, who were even younger than him, in this state.

Perhaps it's fate, but meeting is destiny.

Fang Ziye had a good impression of both of them. If they were willing to work hard, he wouldn't refuse to spend ten or twenty minutes or an hour each day giving them pointers.

But if it were up to them to conduct experiments, they wouldn't be at that level yet; this was Fang Ziye's truest thought.

Eating is a relatively formal occasion.

There were quite a few people there; almost everyone in the department, except for the doctor on duty, was present.

They formed two large round tables.

Among them was Senior Brother Wu Xuanqi, who was also seated. However, while exchanging pleasantries with Director Zhang Mingcan and others, he said, "I can't drink tonight. I have things to do when I get back, and I'm driving."

"Director Zhang and Director Qiu, please enjoy yourselves."

Wu Xuanqi was slightly taller than Fang Ziye, with a fairly handsome appearance and a more upright figure. He was also thinner than Fang Ziye, and his overall demeanor was calm and composed, much more refined than Fang Ziye.

However, upon closer examination, Fang Ziye felt that Wu Xuanqi lacked a scholarly air and instead possessed a profound sense of gravitas that came from having read extensively about human relationships and worldly affairs.

His tone of voice was rather deep and mature.

He handled everything with ease, even amidst laughter and jokes.

Fang Ziye stopped jumping and sat obediently next to Director Wu Guonan and Director Xue Tao, just waiting for the meal to be served.

Zhang Mingcan said regretfully, "That's such a pity. Dr. Wu, you have an excellent alcohol tolerance. Without you drinking, Dr. Fang from our department won't be able to enjoy himself to the fullest either."

Zhang Mingcan changed the subject.

Upon hearing this, Wu Xuanqi looked in Fang Ziye's direction, licked his lips, and said, "Good things come to those who wait. Next time, I'll definitely have a heart-to-heart talk with Ziye. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"No rush. You agree, right, Ziye?"

Fang Ziye stood up and said, "Senior Brother Wu, I'm not much of a drinker either, but I'll definitely do my best."

"We keep in touch by phone and WeChat." Wu Xuanqi smiled naturally and made a phone gesture to his ear.

However, even though Wu Xuanqi said he wouldn't drink, Director Zhang Mingcan still very proactively fed him a small glass of alcohol.

Wu Xuanqi handled the toasts and pleasantries with ease.

Fang Ziye would occasionally say a word or two, but he wasn't particularly suited to the atmosphere, since he was unfamiliar with the place and people, so he didn't really showcase himself.

Fang Ziye only drank two ounces, and then said he dared not drink any more.

He covered his wine glass with his palm and said apologetically, "Brother Tao, I really can't. I just arrived and we don't know each other well yet. If you want to see me make a fool of myself, I might be a little shy."

"Please, just give me one more chance to keep this face."

Fang Ziye bowed slightly, appearing extremely humble.

As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face. Since Fang Ziye had said so, Xue Tao went to toast and refill the wine for the others...

As the drinking party drew to a close, Zhang Mingcan and the others all blushed slightly, probably because they had reached a certain point.

Just then, Wu Xuanqi, for some reason, took the opportunity to say to Zhang Mingcan, "Director Zhang, may I borrow Dr. Fang for a moment?"

"Okay, okay." Zhang Mingcan probably didn't even realize what Wu Xuanqi meant.

But as soon as Zhang Mingcan relented, Wu Xuanqi immediately pulled Fang Ziye away. And they went straight down from the restaurant.

Once downstairs, Fang Ziye saw Wu Xuanqi standing opposite him. Wu Xuanqi had eyebrows of average thickness but a good arch, a straight nose, and upright shoulders. He estimated that Wu Xuanqi's muscles were not as good as his own.

"Senior Brother Wu, thank you."

"I'm not very comfortable in these kinds of situations," Fang Ziye said.

Wu Xuanqi nodded: "I can see that, Ziye, you are only suited to pure academic research. This can be seen from your temperament."

"Of course, I would also be very willing to be brothers with someone like you."

"To be honest, I did have something to ask you. I'm just a little bit shameless and shrewd."

“For me, basic research is a relatively big weakness right now, which is related to my personal experience. If you have time, Ziye, I would really like to learn from you for a while.”

"Come to my car. One of my teachers asked me to bring you something." After saying that, Wu Xuanqi walked towards the parking lot next to him.

"Is that Director Huang?" Fang Ziye followed.

"Well, it's Director Huang who asked me to share my notes with you. He said you have quite a talent for manual repositioning. We can exchange ideas more often when we have time." Wu Xuanqi didn't explain further.

Fang Ziye thanked him and took a rather heavy bag from the back seat of Wu Xuanqi's Audi. Inside, besides a notebook, there was also a USB flash drive.

Fang Ziye felt a sudden tightness in his chest after reading it.

Before he could even speak, Wu Xuanqi said, "Ziye, why are you in such a hurry to refuse? I didn't hear your name from Director Zhang, but from my junior brother."

"Song Yi, do you still remember me?"

"Brother Yi!" Fang Ziye blurted out.

How could I not remember him? He was a fellow student in the same professional development program as me, who passed the assessment at Zhongnan Hospital. He has exceptional professional talent.

"Just listen to it and don't be wary."

"Professor Deng Yong has shown me the greatest kindness and guidance. I have always regarded him as a mentor. You may not understand what I am saying now, but you can ask Professor Deng anytime."

“I am very open and honest, so I see you as my junior brother. I will not scheme against you or anything like that, but I am willing to be on good terms with your brothers, Ziye.”

"To be honest, our younger generation, starting with Professor Deng and my mentor's generation, basically doesn't have any grudges left over from the older generation."

"Their grudges are remnants of the past, and should have long since faded away..." Wu Xuanqi seemed to be hinting at something to Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye looked completely bewildered: "Huh?"

"I don't know, and it's better if I don't know." Wu Xuanqi was quite pleased to see Fang Ziye's expression.

After saying that, he shoved the bag into Fang Ziye's arms and turned to hail a taxi.

"Ziye, you're also from Enshi. Do you know anything about Enshi Central Hospital?" Wu Xuanqi asked. Fang Ziye was from his hometown, so he would naturally take care of him.

"Yes, but not many," Fang Ziye replied.

“Okay, fine. Anyway, I’ve been in Enshi for a while longer than you, so feel free to ask me anything you don’t understand, including but not limited to professional questions. As for other things, I can’t reveal them.” Wu Xuanqi hesitated, as if trying to pique Fang Ziye’s curiosity.

But Fang Ziye wasn't curious about any of that, and just nodded and smiled politely.

After seeing Wu Xuanqi off, Fang Ziye picked up the bag and went back to the laboratory to continue writing his article.

He wouldn't be foolish enough to go to any more drinking parties. Even if Zhang Mingcan and the others couldn't find him afterward, he could just say he was drunk.

Fang Ziye arrived at the lab, packed up his things, returned to his rented apartment, and continued writing articles.

I've summarized today's gains, and I have nearly 30 knowledge points, which is slightly more than the 20 or so knowledge points I get in the lab every day.

Moreover, if Senior Brother Qian Qiaofeng and the others send over more pictures later, the knowledge points gained will be fifty points, which is at least a level 3 skill.

Doing his own thing, without being arrogant or eccentric, is what Fang Ziye believes he should do most. Honestly and quietly developing his skills is the safest approach.

Naturally, Fang Ziye also thought of something while considering Wu Xuanqi's request.

That is to say, the present day is really much like the era the teacher described; it is no longer an era where professional skills alone can make a living.

You could say that doing scientific research is just a pipe dream, but you can't live without dreams.

Fang Ziye stopped writing after about three hours, waiting for Luo Tingzhu to come and eat so he could share her 'food', while looking at the USB drive Wu Xuanqi had given him.

Upon opening it, I discovered that it contained many categorized folders.

In addition to various professional procedures in trauma surgery, it also contains some theoretical content, including but not limited to the basic theoretical understanding of manual reduction.

Fang Ziye opened the manual repositioning manual and was shocked by the content he had compiled.

This is Wu Xuanqi's re-classification of all types of fractures and their indications for manual reduction, based on his understanding of traditional Chinese medicine and his knowledge of modern medicine.

And Wu Xuanqi just openly and generously handed these things over to Fang Ziye.

He only said one sentence at the end.

This is a summary of the results of my clinical research; please do not disclose it to others.

This generous gift immediately threw Fang Ziye into a panic, and he called Professor Deng Yong that very night.

Fang Ziye rarely takes the initiative to call big bosses like Professor Deng Yong directly. If there is something he doesn't understand, he will first ask his first mentor, Yuan Weihong.

However, Wu Xuanqi said that he was familiar with Professor Deng Yong, but he was not sure about the situation. Moreover, he was also unsure about his own teacher. Since he was also a student of Professor Deng Yong, he naturally sought advice.

However, Professor Deng Yong was already asleep, and after answering the phone in a drowsy state, he didn't blame him.

After hearing Fang Ziye's request for advice, he smiled and said, "Oh, it's Xiao Wu. Then it's alright."

"This young Wu is also one of the most talented people. You could say that if you want to become the number one trauma surgeon in the province in your time, he will be your biggest competitor and friend."

"Of course, rivals can also be friends. This Xiao Wu is obviously much bolder than you. His initiative in seeking advice is quite good, and he is also a good person."

"We could get to know each other."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye agreed first, and then subtly mentioned that Song Yi was also in Enshi and was working on a clinical research project with Wu Xuanqi.

This was something Wu Xuanqi told Fang Ziye on his own initiative.

Deng Yong paused for a moment before replying, "Yes, I'm very happy for him that he's had such a successful career."

"But the word 'fate' is truly wonderful and can be interpreted in many ways."

"Xiao Fang, you must not harbor hatred because of his choice and my experience; that would be narrow-minded."

"Also, I want to tell you something: Zhang Mingcan at your hospital is a rather insightful person. You should keep an eye on him."

"I can't negotiate any further. After all, letting you go now is a kind of experience for you."

"Thank you, Master. I'll remember that." Fang Ziye thought to himself that Deng Yong might only know Zhang Mingcan's appearance but not his heart, but there was no need to refute it.

It's not too late to draw conclusions after certain events have occurred.

After chatting casually for a few more minutes, Fang Ziye stopped bothering Professor Deng Yong. Instead, after hanging up the phone, he first posted a portion of the article he had edited in the small work group to report his progress.

At the same time, I observed and reviewed the progress of my two junior brothers, and then said a few more words.

Luo Tingzhu actually shared the set of photos.

Food photos, and even more photos of experimental results.

The sheer number of them made Fang Ziye's eyes nearly turn into rabbit eyes again.

"Is this hot and sour rice noodle authentic?" Fang Ziye asked, looking at the hot and sour rice noodles that Luo Tingzhu had bought from who-knows-where.

"It's alright, the taste is not bad."

"The vinegar just isn't good enough."

"Senior brother, my article is finished. Would you like to take a look?" Luo Tingzhu asked Fang Ziye if it was convenient.

Fang Ziye said, "Well, okay. What my two masters mean is that, Tingzhu, you and Jiehan are two authors."

Fang Ziye also explained the article's authorship arrangement to Luo Tingzhu.

Speaking of which, Fang Ziye felt he was about to make a fortune this time.

Fang Ziye could be listed as a co-first author on an article by Professor Deng Yong's research group, led by Wang Yuanqi and others. At the same time, Fang Ziye could be listed as a co-first author on a major article by Associate Professor Hong Zili's group. Moreover, Fang Ziye was directly given sole first authorship on a minor article of about eight points.

Although Associate Professor Hong Zili said that he would only submit an article with an impact factor of 16 or 17 when it was about to be completed.

However, under such irrigation, Fang Ziye suddenly found that his accumulated scientific research knowledge had broken through a lot, although much of it was shared.

But at least in terms of both quantity and quality, it is in a state of complete excellence.

Moreover, this wasn't about creating gods; it was all earned through their own hard work and struggle.

I participated in all three research groups, and this is the benefit that a Level 4 basic experimental operation skill brings me.

Once all three articles are completed and published, it's safe to say that even if Fang Ziye doesn't improve his current professional skills, he can easily choose to work for any of the top hospitals in the country!
Naturally, this process of accumulation is very lengthy.

Since December of last year, Fang Ziye has been immersed in conducting experiments, and he is fast enough to achieve in one or two months what other groups have accumulated in one or two years.

I'm in a good mood.

Fang Ziye said, "I'm going to sleep now, just kidding."

"Let's talk again tomorrow morning, before you go to sleep."

"Okay!" Luo Tingzhu obediently sent over a photo of her profile.

Fang Ziye also took a selfie and sent it to the camera, showing him covered by a thin blanket at a messy angle.

After reading it, Luo Tingzhu pursed her lips and said, "You chose such an unpleasant and tricky angle."

"Really? I think it's alright. No matter how ugly it is, it still has a pretty foundation." Fang Ziye said with a hint of vanity.

"It seems so," Luo Tingzhu replied obediently.

Fang Ziye then sent a pat-on-the-head emoji.

……

The following day was a Monday, a workday.

That day, Zhang Mingcan didn't look for Fang Ziye, but Chief Physician Hongdu said, "Director Wu, I need to borrow someone from you today, it's Xiao Fang."

"Our group is clearing patients a bit slowly, is that alright with you?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Guonan immediately nodded: "Director Hong, that's fine."

"Xiao Fang, why don't you go with Director Hong today?" Wu Guonan didn't even hesitate or object, as if he respected Director Hong very much.

Fang Ziye guessed that Director Hongdu also wanted to resolve a group of patients' issues through manual repositioning, which involved a great deal of knowledge, so naturally he couldn't disagree.

However, Fang Ziye didn't know how Director Hongdu would arrange things.

(End of this chapter)