top student at medical school

Chapter 217, one article after another (please subscribe)
"What did the doctor say?" After Uncle Liang Renyi returned, Aunt Liang Yun and Uncle Liang Renyong both asked.

My maternal grandparents were not very educated, so they had someone else choose their names for them. The names of my mother and the other three are relatively simple.

"The doctor didn't say anything, just that the reduction was done quite well. He even said he wanted to treat Ziye to a meal." Liang Renyi was now somewhat accepting the fact that his nephew seemed to have a reputation in the orthopedics department of Enshi.

Even though Ziye is not very old.

This kind of fame is not just a hollow reputation, but a real one.

Otherwise, Director Liu wouldn't have immediately switched places with Fang Ziye the moment he saw him, making Fang Ziye the lead surgeon and Deputy Chief Physician Liu Wu the family member.

"Little sister, you've raised a fine son. You're so lucky," Liang Yun said, praising Fang Ziye after hearing her two younger brothers talk about him.

Then the two aunts said, "Ziye has been sensible since he was little, unlike the others, who didn't do well in school..."

“Aunt, good grades have nothing to do with being sensible. If we’re talking about being sensible, I’m still sponging off my parents. According to the customs of our hometown, once someone is eighteen, they should find a way to earn money to support their family.”

"My parents might have to support me until I'm thirty!" Fang Ziye said with a smile.

Mother Liang Xia sighed and said, "Sister-in-law, sister, you don't know how tough it is to study medicine. Don't be fooled by Ziye's lively and cheerful appearance now; those were his struggles in the first few years."

"He couldn't even come home for the Chinese New Year. On New Year's Eve, we video-called each other, and he was still reading until seven or eight in the evening..."

Not being able to earn money while studying was only one reason; secondly, the hardships Fang Ziye endured while studying were something his other cousins ​​could not comprehend.

Besides, of the four Liang children, only Liang Xia doesn't get to enjoy the joy of being surrounded by her children and grandchildren. Her older siblings are all busy taking care of their grandchildren...

"How about we switch?" Auntie suggested.

"I'm the kind of person who naturally enjoys being tired."

Liang Xia smiled and said, "Then you admit it."

……

After chatting for a few more minutes, Fang Ziye watched his second uncle eat, then went downstairs to print out the X-ray films, and carefully asked his grandmother how she felt. Only then did he feel completely relieved.

Turning to her head, she said, "Uncle, Aunt, and Grandma's fractures are basically not a big problem. After you go back, you can start practicing leg raises in two weeks!"

"But Grandma is old, you see, she has osteoporosis now, so this time, even a slight bump caused a fracture."

"Then after we go back, we'll still need to..."

In my grandmother's case, her blood sugar was already high, so in addition to medications to lower blood sugar, relieve pain, reduce swelling, and prevent anticoagulation, she also needed medications to promote microcirculation.

Because this involved his maternal grandmother's health, Fang Ziye explained it to his parents and others in more detail.

As they talked, Fang Ziye suddenly realized that he hadn't had much contact with his two uncles and aunt, who had seemed all-knowing and all-powerful when he was a child.

Now they have become very nervous and respectful, even after Fang Ziye mentioned what medicine it was and what its effects were.

My aunt and uncle would say, "Well, you're a professional. We're not very educated, so we'll just listen to you."

"With your high level of education, your medications are definitely no worse than those used in this county hospital..."

It wasn't that Fang Ziye liked being questioned; it was just that his uncle and aunt now treated him with less familial affection and more respect, as if it were a kind of reverence for a cultured person.

This wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but it left Fang Ziye with a feeling of tightness in his chest that he didn't know how to express.

Relationships don't last beyond three generations, and this is especially true for cousins.

My uncle and aunt were such good relatives when I was little, but now they have become a little distant. Or perhaps they are more real to me now.
Fang Ziye stayed with his grandmother in the hospital until after 8 o'clock before leaving with his parents.

The parents went to their fourth uncle's house, while the second uncle and his wife went to their eldest aunt's house.

My aunt originally wanted to invite Fang Ziye's family to stay with her, but her family didn't have enough rooms.

The person accompanying Fang Ziye in the hospital ward was his aunt. So, it just so happened that Fang Ziye's family had a place to stay at his fourth uncle's house and didn't have to sleep on the floor.

Fang Ziye's father drove the car himself.

On the road.

Fang Ziye asked, "Mom, should I not have talked so much? When I was talking, my uncle and aunt stopped talking."

At this point, the father chimed in, "It's not really appropriate for people from different generations to say anything about elders, but since you're knowledgeable, it's okay for you to speak up."

"It all boils down to the follow-up care and medication."

"Weren't you planning to go back to Han City to see your master?" Liang Xia changed the subject.

This time, the hospital bill for her mother wasn't a large sum, and she had privately asked her two brothers if she needed to contribute. But she still felt that the atmosphere today was indeed a little sensitive.

"My grandmother was injured, so I told my master that I would go later."

"I'll have to go back to school sooner or later," Fang Ziye explained, his mood completely calmed down.

Previously, Fang Ziye had never felt any pressure when interacting with his uncle and aunt. But today's feeling was quite different.

“It’s good to read more books. I’m just saying this to keep you company. Don’t take it to heart. The farther you go, the happier your dad and I will be.”

"However, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Your parents' biggest expectation for you is for you to live an ordinary and peaceful life." Liang Xia, the mother, looked at Fang Ziye with a bit of heartache.

She doesn't have high expectations for Fang Ziye and never pushes her child too hard, but Fang Ziye seems to push himself too hard most of the time.

……

Another day later. Fang Ziye left Ba County People's Hospital and got into a private car heading to Enshi. His mood improved somewhat.

One thing I've come to realize is that my maternal grandparents are getting old.

And once they pass away, and I settle down in Han City for work, the only people I'll truly care about in Eun City will be my parents.

I figure I'll definitely be visiting my uncle and aunt.

But if, by some chance, his uncle and aunt also pass away, Fang Ziye probably won't visit his cousins ​​as often.

As people grow up, they must learn to adapt to life and death.

Fang Ziye felt that perhaps due to his profession, he was more accustomed to life and death than ordinary people. This time, Fang Ziye did not feel particularly reluctant to leave; on the contrary, he felt relaxed and at ease.

The uncle and aunt spoke cautiously, and the maternal grandparents once again explained why their grandson and granddaughter had not been able to visit the maternal grandmother during her hospitalization.

It was as if everyone was telling Fang Ziye, "You've grown up, so we all need to explain some things to you now."

And in their minds, they also felt that Fang Ziye cared about certain things, such as family ties, or whether Fang Ziye thought they were unfilial...

"How is your grandma? She should be alright, right?" Unexpectedly, Master Yuan Weihong sent a message to ask about her while they were in the car.

“Master, it’s alright, it’s all resolved. We did manual reduction and plaster cast fixation,” Fang Ziye replied.

"Thank you for your concern, Master. It's just that I couldn't come back to drink with you this time."

"You can drink anytime after you start drinking, but family matters are the most important thing!"

"It's all handled well. That's life; unexpected events and trivial matters can happen at any time," Yuan Weihong remarked in the message.

Fang Ziye looked around, wondering if his master was spying on him.

However, Yuan Weihong added, "While we still have time, we should spend more time with the elderly. This will reduce regrets later on. We young people can never erase regrets."

Yuan Weihong seemed quite emotional.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's heart stirred, and he no longer had the thought that his master was monitoring him.

Who doesn't have an elderly relative who loves them? The number of people who don't is only a minority.

"Let's not talk about the more sensitive topics."

"That article has already been submitted and will be published in mid-June. It cost your master a lot of money, and even your master's wife felt sorry for it. Fortunately, it can be reimbursed."

“However, it’s time to start the next article. The things you asked your masters to do, your masters can only take the blame for you,” Yuan Weihong said.

"Master, is it the data model that Tianluo established? Can we start writing it now?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Yes, that's right. This one has just been finished, and the next one is already here."

“We’ll take our time writing this one, there’s no rush. This paper can only be submitted after Professor Deng Yong is very familiar with it,” Yuan Weihong said.

Fang Ziye wasn't entirely clueless, so he asked, "Is it because Professor Deng often goes out to attend academic conferences and is occasionally asked about it?"

"if not?"

“As your mentor, if Master Deng doesn’t take the blame, who will? Professor Li? That’s impossible.”

"The question you asked is just one reason. Another reason is the military sanatorium project."

"If nothing unexpected happens, when you come back, people might be able to call you 'teacher' and 'vice dean'," Yuan Weihong said.

"Huh?" Fang Ziye was taken aback.

"What do you mean, 'what the heck'? How little do you care about this sanatorium project? This is a piece of meat that so many people want to eat but can't get their hands on!"

"Both the hospital and the school have set up working groups specifically for this project. The school's Party Committee has even sent someone to oversee it. What do you think?"

"Of course, the person in charge can't write your name; you're just a member. And the only member below the rank of full professor."

"Even Professor Du Xinzhan, the head of our orthopedics department, didn't qualify as a member. Most of the members are professors from internal medicine, rehabilitation, spinal surgery, and traditional Chinese medicine..."

"Master, what about you? And if I want to stay in the hospital, will this project be helpful?" Fang Ziye quickly asked again.

I certainly can't achieve everything overnight, but with my current skills and experience, staying in the hospital shouldn't be a problem, right?

"Me? I'm just a laborer, writing one article after another, day and night."

"You should focus on your studies and not meddle in things that aren't your business. You should also try to broaden your perspective."

"In the year I tried to stay in the hospital, I won an Outstanding Young Scientist award."

"Oh, by the way, Shen Tao said you're his student? He taught you a lot? And Professor An from the Provincial People's Hospital is also in contact with you? Is that true?" Yuan Weihong asked, changing his tone.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Ziye said playfully, "Master, if Teacher Shen is going to say that, why don't you let him really give you some guidance? For example, how to use manual reduction techniques more deeply, or how to classify fractures in a new way?"

Fang Ziye emphasized the two new characters very heavily.

Yuan Weihong was very clever and understood immediately. He gritted his teeth and excitedly replied, "Okay, let's do it that way. I love your sly and mischievous side. That's what my student should be like."

Fang Ziye rolled his eyes.

Happy.

(End of this chapter)