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Chapter 228 The Future of the Discipline (Please Subscribe)
"Deng Yong, why are you being so sarcastic? I'm just asking out of curiosity." Duan Hong's face darkened.

"Why am I being sarcastic? I only found out a few days ago when I went to a meeting in Kyoto during the May Day holiday that that Xiao Song had already contacted you!"

"I poured my heart out to you, telling you I might have found a promising talent, and you played double agents with me, just to laugh at me?" Deng Yong's lips twitched.

Clearly, Deng Yong had previously discussed with Duan Hong the student Song Yi, whom they were originally going to take on.

But now, when Deng Yong thinks about it, he feels like a clown.

As Deng Yong said this, a thin, handsome young man walked over from the side, carrying a large bag of water and drinks.

His face was full of smiles, but suddenly, the smile froze.

Even so, Song Yi still walked over here.

Beside Duan Hong, Wu Xuanqi whispered a few words to him.

"No, Deng Yong, you can't blame me for this. I initially rejected Song Yi's application, but he still came back to participate in our hospital's application assessment, and he's determined to choose me as his mentor."

"Shouldn't you reflect on what you've done?"

"Let's not argue over these little things. If you want to see the whole email communication, I can show it to you. Is that okay?"

"Why would I go through all this trouble with you given our relationship?" Duan Hong's tone was slightly serious.

"Master, Professor Deng, Professor Xie, hello."

After Song Yi approached, he greeted Deng Yong and Xie Jinyuan first, and then smiled at Fang Ziye.

After seeing Song Yi, Deng Yong actually regretted it a little.

However, I was still angry, so I didn't bring it up again.

Regarding Song Yi's situation, Deng Yong felt he had acted unfairly. In order to give Li Yuanpei an extra spot, he hoped Song Yi would work hard to get the extra spot. From Song Yi's perspective, he naturally preferred a teacher who cared for him rather than a teacher who was widely loved.

"Shall we take a walk together, Professor Duan?" Deng Yong, as expected of a professor, didn't blush at all. His tone changed instantly, now exuding only elegance and amiability.

It was as if the person who had been angry and sarcastic earlier was not Deng Yong.

"Let's take a walk then."

"This is my first time visiting Tusi City. It seems to have a bit of an ethnic minority feel to it. I wonder what it's like inside." Duan Hong led the way.

As it turned out, once inside, it became clear that this was not a Tujia-style chieftain's town at all; it was just a commercialized ancient town disguised as a Tujia chieftain's town.

Nougat, sesame candy, twisted dough sticks.

You can find all sorts of 'specialty' and 'local' snacks from ancient towns outside here.

Then it wouldn't be very interesting to play there. After wandering around for a while, Wu Xuanqi suggested that everyone go to a nearby teahouse to sit down. The teahouse had a quiet and leisurely atmosphere in the middle of the hustle and bustle, which was a nice place in Enshi.

It has a unique flavor.

Duan Hong and Deng Yong lost interest in sightseeing and readily agreed.

Upon arriving at an open-plan private room on the second floor of the teahouse, it became much quieter. Moreover, the teahouse was located some distance from the Tusi City, so the noise was also much less. The hustle and bustle was significantly reduced.

"Professor Deng, do you think there's any hope for this limb injury at present?"

"The current guidelines clearly state that early amputation is the best option!"

"But I heard that Jishuitan has already started research in this new direction." As soon as Duan Hong entered, he continued the topic that he and Deng Yong had been discussing on their way there.

"This disease is difficult to explain in just a sentence or two."

"The definition of damage is inherently vague."

“A vague definition means an unclear diagnosis. If we want to perform limb-sparing surgery in cases of severe injury, we must first redefine, differentiate, and classify the diagnosis, and then find the corresponding treatment plan for each case.”

"It would be very dangerous to try to break the current situation from a theoretical and cognitive perspective without new equipment, drugs or tools."

“Professor Duan, this is the current situation in our country. Treatment for severe injuries is out-of-pocket.” Deng Yong frowned.

Everyone wants to explore new research directions.

However, we also need to take into account the actual situation, such as whether it can be done well and how easy it is to carry out.

What could have been a simple amputation has gone through a long and complicated process, and now it's still amputation. Can the patient handle this outcome?
Giving hope only to then plunge people into despair again—wouldn't such a contrast make patients even more miserable?

It would be better to simply and decisively amputate the limb directly.

"So the first thing to do is to select the source of the disease. It is best to have a third party with liability and insurance. We can try to get that."

"I think there's a chance, but building a team will be very troublesome." Duan Hong's voice was very calm, but slightly worried.

His reason for this consideration was that, through his previous collaboration with Deng Yong, they had managed to save the patient whose lower body had been severely injured, and there was still a glimmer of hope for rehabilitation. Even if his leg could still serve some purpose, it would be far more beneficial to the patient than amputation.

But the conditions are very strict!

For example, it would be even better if he and two top professors like Deng Yong were in the same team, or even better if there were another one.

For example, Fang Ziye and Wu Xuanqi are both highly skilled assistants in vascular surgery and manual reduction and displacement techniques.

It is obviously very unlikely that a single team can cultivate so many talents at the same time.

Moreover, once you reach the level of a full professor, who would want to share the spoils with others?

Treating destructive injuries is a low-paying job, only earning hard-earned money, and not much at that. It's far better to do relatively simple surgeries like bone defect repair, where you can make a living by doing a lot of work and at least guarantee a decent monthly income.

"Yes, when I think about it, I realize that there is a lot of talent shortage, and people from other departments may not be willing to form a team with you."

"If we can only draw personnel from within the discipline, it will be very difficult. Moreover, for this type of disease, a relatively mature team must be established during the research phase..."

Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan went next door with another associate professor named Zhong Wenyuan.

The two bigwigs were concerned about the future of the trauma surgery subspecialty, which was not something they could discuss. They should leave and talk about it later.

Of course, the two associate professors left, and Fang Ziye, Wu Xuanqi, and Song Yi went to another corridor.

Wu Xuanqi immediately said, "Junior Brother Song, you said before that Fang Ziye was a formidable person. At the time, I didn't quite grasp the concept, but now I finally understand why he's so formidable."

"The speed of progress is really too fast, it truly lives up to its name of 'Step by Step Higher'."

"Right, Senior Brother Wu? Dr. Fang is like a cow in a sauna!" Song Yi said with a smile, a mixture of envy and relief.

He has a great mindset. He's not bad himself, just not that outstanding, but he doesn't care. He'll catch up eventually.

"Senior Brother Wu, you have connections in our hospital?" Fang Ziye asked somewhat embarrassedly when Wu Xuanqi mentioned his nickname.

Song Yi said, "Dr. Fang, my senior brother used to be nicknamed 'Little Tyrant'! He's probably afraid he won't be able to keep his position."

Wu Xuanqi glared at Song Yi, but Song Yi didn't seem particularly intimidated.

When respect is due, we show courtesy; when joking, we are not without reason.

It's clear that Song Yi doesn't need to beg Wu Xuanqi for anything.

"Li Nuo from your hospital is my classmate."

"Don't listen to Song Yi's jokes. What kind of little tyrant am I? I'm an elderly PhD student. It's embarrassing to say I haven't graduated yet at this age." Wu Xuanqi didn't let Fang Ziye guess.

Wu Xuanqi was in his thirties, but Fang Ziye hadn't inquired whether he was exactly thirty or thirty-one.

Wu Xuanqi went through a period of silence before pursuing his doctorate. Li Nuo, who was in the same cohort as him, has already completed his chief residency, which makes perfect sense.

“Senior Brother Wu, good things come to those who wait,” Fang Ziye replied.

"Ziye, what are your thoughts on the things my master mentioned?" Wu Xuanqi began to probe indirectly.

"what?"

"Senior brother, are you talking about the treatment of destructive injuries? Isn't that something the professors should be considering?" Fang Ziye was surprised.

This topic is way too advanced! Has Wu Xuanqi really become that outstanding? Impossible!

"That's not something we should consider, but rather something we can think about."

"It is obvious that such a project requires strong teamwork to make progress; it cannot be completed by a single hospital."

"Such research is not only being done by Jishuitan Hospital, but also by Shanghai Sixth Hospital and West China Hospital. Wuhan is now following in their footsteps."

"Therefore, the only way to find a new path is to integrate resources."

“My master spoke with me privately, saying that you, Fang Ziye, are a good partner, and the team definitely needs your manipulation techniques to assist them,” Wu Xuanqi invited.

“Senior Brother Wu, I understand what you mean, but right now I have a lot of tasks to complete, and they’re quite demanding. I definitely can’t find the time,” Fang Ziye explained.

Being invited to participate in a major research project is an honor, but if there isn't enough time, there's not much that can be done.

"It's definitely not now. For this kind of topic, it's quite common to not get results even after five or six years of research."

"It's just an expectation. By the time we actually start working on it, we'll probably both have graduated. That's when it will begin."

"According to my master, a person's height is fixed, but their vision can go very far. This is the only direct organ we have to seek further; the other one can only be imagined by the brain..."

(End of this chapter)