top student at medical school

Chapter 238 From Others (Please Subscribe)
At noon, in the buffet restaurant.

After Fang Ziye prepared two plates of various foods, he sat down with a group of his fellow apprentices.

As soon as Fang Ziye sat down, Wang Yuanqi, the senior brother in charge, said, "Brother Ye is here. You've worked hard, Brother Ye."

Wang Yuanqi had a big smile on his face and his expression seemed quite sincere, but the way he spoke always sounded strangely sarcastic.

Perhaps Wang Yuanqi himself found it hard to accept that Fang Ziye, as a junior disciple, had actually climbed to such a high level.

Perhaps Fang Ziye could defeat both him and Yan Zhiming, which would be somewhat acceptable, considering that Fang Ziye is only one or two years older than them.

However, the attending physicians in the hospital, such as Li Nuo, Qin Geluo, and Zhang Zixi, were all over thirty years old, making them five or six years older than Fang Ziye.

However, Li Nuonuo failed to make it into the top few in this competition, and Qin Geluo from her own group didn't even make it into the top eight once.

On the contrary, Fang Ziye not only stood by Nie Xuehua through thick and thin, but has now achieved a higher ranking than Nie Xuehua, becoming a top-tier player for Zhongnan Hospital.

"Why isn't Wei here? Ziye, you've achieved such great results, Wei shouldn't be absent." Senior Brother Yan Zhiming, who had also participated in the competition but was eliminated in the second round, looked around for a while and said this.

"When my master first arrived, someone stole his wallet, and he went after them," Fang Ziye joked, in a rather cheerful mood.

"Your wallet was stolen? Call the police right away!" Shu Lang, a junior master's student, said with concern, taking out his phone as he spoke.

Li Yuanpei, who was sitting to Shu Lang's right, immediately stopped him: "Shu Lang, how can you be the senior brother among the master's students? What your senior brother Ziye means is that he was ripped off by Qin Geluo and his gang."

Upon hearing this, Shu Lang quickly and embarrassedly accepted the phone.

“Ziye is starting to resemble Brother Wei more and more,” Wang Yuanqi said, stuffing a freshwater prawn dipped in soy sauce into his mouth.

"Senior brother, you should at least learn something from Master."

"After all, if I were to be too humble, it would seem a little pretentious."

"I'm treating everyone tonight, please come! I doubt the higher-ups will be available," Fang Ziye said generously.

The superiors will definitely have other engagements tonight, including their own teachers, who will also be taken by Professor Deng Yong to be introduced to some professors.

Yuan Weihong is about to be promoted to associate professor. Although he has the ability, the associate professor position requires an assessment, which is conducted by examiners, who are drawn from the province's full professors.

Yuan Weihong is somewhat famous among the younger generation, but in the eyes of the older generation, he is still a young man, so he needs Professor Deng Yong's introduction.

Senior Brother Yan Zhiming wiped his mouth with a tissue and asked, "Junior Brother, what are your thoughts on what Brother Wei asked you this morning?"

"Can I rinse it off?"

"There are no outsiders or superiors here now."

In the morning, Yuan Weihong casually asked Fang Ziye if he had considered aiming for the grand prize.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Senior Brother Yan, I can't do it."

"Currently, Teacher Pang Shu's score is over 240 points, averaging 80+ points per game. My scores in the first game and this game were too low."

"I'm not confident even with just Professor Pang Shu, let alone the other teachers. Let's not place too much hope on them."

"Just like my master said, this is a great opportunity to make money. If I win first prize this time, I can come back to compete next year. Even if I win first prize again, it'll still be close to 20,000 yuan!"

Fang Ziye had thought about winning the grand prize, but now it seems there's still a long way to go.

Teacher Pang Shu was probably qualified to compete for the top prize last year, but was stopped by his teacher Yuan Weihong.

"Haha, so that's what you were planning?"

“That’s a valid way to think about it,” Yan Zhiming said.

The young people all knew that Fang Ziye had borrowed money. Naturally, no one thought that Fang Ziye was deliberately showing weakness in order to win the award.

However, if Fang Ziye can win the award this year, lowering the minimum age for the special prize to 27, then when people talk about the Young Trauma Surgeons Competition in the future, they will be unable to avoid mentioning the name Zhongnan Hospital.

Of course, even winning the top prize at the age of twenty-eight is impressive enough.

Yan Zhiming himself is only 28 years old. What is he doing? He's barely even going to get a second prize.

……

Since Fang Ziye himself had no intention of competing for the top prize, Yuan Weihong and the others naturally wouldn't put any pressure on him.

Therefore, Yuan Weihong and others did not attend the afternoon's competition, but instead went to the trauma surgery conference to listen to lectures.

However, although his superiors had no desire to come and watch the game again, Fang Ziye's fellow apprentices still cheered him on very enthusiastically.

Even though hemostasis is a core basic skill in trauma surgery, Fang Ziye finished fifth in the fourth round, thus failing to qualify for tomorrow's competition and losing his chance to compete for the grand prize.

Such excellent results, coming from a doctoral student, are still quite impressive and gratifying.

When Fang Ziye left the competition stage, Professor An Luming from the Provincial People's Hospital, who was serving as the competition's host, spoke to him, saying that if Fang Ziye was interested, he could come to the Provincial People's Hospital to pursue his doctorate, with excellent benefits. At that moment, the superiors were not present, so Wang Yuanqi, as his senior, quickly bowed to An Luming and said, "Professor An, my mentor, Professor Deng Yong, told us to go see him after the competition."

"Please go ahead with your work!"

Then, pulling Fang Ziye along, they made a quick getaway, not daring to linger.

Naturally, Professor An Luming, the bald man, didn't chase after them. He just watched Wang Yuanqi and a group of young men running quickly, and felt a pang of nostalgia for the passing of time.

Many years ago, he was just as young and spirited as he is now.

But time waits for no one.

Along with Fang Ziye, Nie Xuehua, another attending physician from Zhongnan Hospital, also fell in the fourth round. Nie Xuehua's final ranking was still not enough to catch up, and she ended up in sixth place.

This saves us some trouble, allowing Zhongnan Hospital to let the competition continue without having to spend time monitoring it.

When Fang Ziye and others arrived at the academic exchange venue for trauma surgery, Professor Deng Yong was giving a presentation, sharing some cutting-edge procedures of osteotomy and reshaping surgery performed at Zhongnan Hospital.

Fang Ziye and Wang Yuanqi listened attentively, both feeling a little embarrassed.

After all, what Professor Deng Yong said actually contained a lot of boasting.

Some things that were done occasionally have become routine, and those that were done routinely have become very skilled. For example, Professor Deng Yong also said that the young people in the department can routinely perform certain surgeries.

Having gained considerable knowledge, Fang Ziye lowered his voice and asked, "Senior Brother Wang, at these academic exchange conferences, do most of the speakers chat like Master?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuanqi touched his hair and nodded.

"Academic exchanges are seven parts truth and three parts falsehood; there's always an element of boasting."

"Otherwise, if you always tell the truth, people won't know what you're doing and will think you're really bad."

"Moreover, our group plans to make osteotomy and reshaping surgery a routine procedure in the future development of trauma surgery, and our mentor also plans to introduce robots."

"Compared to the 3D printing technology that other teachers have said is now outdated, osteotomy and orthopedics, a relatively pure procedure, is actually quite real."

Fang Ziye nodded.

Then, turning his head, he saw his master, Yuan Weihong, talking to someone in the crowd a few rows ahead.

Beside Yuan Weihong, Professor Shen Tao was making introductions. He was probably a full professor at the Provincial People's Hospital, second only to Professor An Luming. Shen Tao was acting as the middleman, introducing Yuan Weihong.

At this moment, Fang Ziye also noticed that Xie Jinyuan, the associate professor with the highest rank in the department, was sitting alone to the side, as if not many people knew him.

This is very real.

Within the province, unless you're a full professor, you really don't have much of a reputation.

Why should anyone want to know you?

Besides your peers, people might remember you through skills competitions, or by those who pay special attention to your clinical or research direction.

Otherwise, if you can't bring any benefits to others, they might not even remember who you are.

Therefore, Fang Ziye doesn't need to worry at all about being recognized by strangers and feeling embarrassed.

After Professor Deng Yong finished his lecture, many people began to applaud.

Fang Ziye noticed that, especially his teacher, who hadn't been listening at all before, was clapping as if he were the most devout fan.

Naturally, Fang Ziye also noticed that Professor Duan Hong, who had a good relationship with Professor Deng Yong, listened attentively and applauded enthusiastically.

Although he was in the host's seat.

After the applause, some people started raising their hands to ask questions, presumably wanting to ask Deng Yong some questions.

Duan Hong then said, "Fellow practitioners, due to time constraints, the Q&A session will be scheduled for the last half hour. Please don't leave yet, the best is yet to come. So?"

"If you have any questions, please write them down first. We'll listen to the lecture first, then have our questions answered. Otherwise, we won't have enough time for the meeting to proceed."

"The next speaker is from the Affiliated Hospital of Three Gorges University..." Duan Hong skillfully acted as a tool, calmly and unhurriedly presiding over the meeting.

As soon as he finished speaking, some of the people who had raised their hands put them down.

There is nothing to question.

This made Fang Ziye extremely envious; this was the true status in the martial arts world.

I wonder if Professor Duan Hong and Professor Deng Yong, when attending the National Orthopedics Conference, would be the kind of people who raise their hands to ask questions but are stopped or have their questions postponed?

He might not be so inconspicuous, but there is no doubt that even Professor Duan Hong would be recognized by others at the national orthopedic conference.

(End of this chapter)