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Chapter 253 Fang Ziye's Iceberg (Please Subscribe)

Lan Tianluo knew that Fang Ziye might have misunderstood.

He quickly explained, "Senior Brother Fang, I am not working with two different groups."

"This was my previous research group, which was related to mathematics."

"Master doesn't know about this yet, so please don't tell Master, senior brother," Lan Tianluo explained, extending his hand and making a promise.

"Senior brother, I would never betray our sect, nor would I ever leak a single word."

"Alright, alright, we're all materialists, let's not go through with this oath stuff. I was just curious to ask, just how big of a figure are you in the math department?" Fang Ziye said.

"He's not some big shot at all. It's very difficult to get good results in the math department. Unless you're exceptionally gifted, it's not possible."

“But I’m not that kind of person.” Lan Tianlu shook his head.

Fang Ziye felt that Lan Tianluo was very likely that kind of person, but since Lan Tianluo didn't want to talk about it, Fang Ziye didn't dwell on it any longer.

“Tianluo, I don’t usually cook, mainly because it’s not fun cooking for one person. If you want to cook, we can share meals,” Fang Ziye said.

Cooking for one person can actually be quite awkward.

One dish isn't enough, two dishes are too much to finish and there aren't enough variety, and three dishes would be a waste, so it's better to just order takeout.

"Senior brother, it doesn't matter."

"Takeout is fine, or I can cook for myself." Lan Tianluo acted casually, as if he wasn't very interested in food.

Following that, Lan Tianluo also explained some short-term and medium-to-long-term plans to Fang Ziye, which were very well-developed.

Lan Tianluo's short-term and medium-to-long-term plans for Fang Ziye are as follows: In the short term, ensure the technical quality control of animal experiments. Then, help write papers related to the new definition of fractures and manual reduction techniques.

Third, Fang Ziye will be responsible for revising the manuscript after it is submitted to BMJ. This task will continue until Professor Yuan Weihong finishes his dissertation defense.

As for the longer term, that definitely involves applying for year-end research grants and applying for general research grants next year...

If—and I mean if—Fang Ziye felt itchy and had nothing to do, he could refine the research topic that Jie Han had previously applied for, just to pass the time.

Because there is still so much to explore in the research of HK2 and osteosarcoma cells, any additional work done by Fang Ziye will serve as preliminary research results for subsequent grant applications.

“Tianluo, I’m not bored!” Fang Ziye raised his hand and said.

Hey, Lan Tianlu hasn't seen me for a long time, so he probably thinks I've been living a leisurely and idle life in Enshi, right?
“I know, senior brother, I was just mentioning it casually.”

"Jiehan's task is still writing the paper, and it has to be completed by the end of this year. Then there's the scholarship issue. Senior, if you go abroad, leave the procedures to us..."

"Then I found out that the evaluation for this top-tier research scholarship was done together for all ages, without separating them..."

Lan Tianluo's arrangements were very meticulous, which made Fang Ziye realize that Lan Tianluo's role in the other research group was definitely not as simple as that of a low-level employee.

He's at least a small business owner like Yuan Weihong.

Fang Ziye could only exclaim "Amazing!" when faced with Lan Tianluo, who was in charge of two research groups on his own, and had no other way to express his shock.

But no matter what, Lan Tianluo is currently in his research group, and he's even in his own house!

Under such circumstances, unless he was utterly bored, he wouldn't be willing to take such a risk as becoming a traitor!
……

Time is like water.

Time flew by and it was almost the end of May.

Trauma Center Ward, Enshi Central Hospital.

"Holy crap, it's true! Look, Dr. Fang's official PubMed search results!"

"The unit is correct!"

"These are all SCI-indexed?" Wang Zhongxing asked Guan Hongming.

After all, the result was something Guan Hongming discovered himself.

"Yes, all the results found here are SCI-related; it seems like non-SCI-related results can't be found here."

"The number of articles is not the most important thing. The main thing is to look at the impact factor of Dr. Fang, who is the first author and co-first author."

“Look, this one, from last year, already has over 8 points.”

“An article with an impact factor of 8 is already of very high quality. The articles with an impact factor of 8 or higher published by our hospital as a corresponding unit are limited to case reports and meta-analyses. We have never published any research papers,” Guan Hongming explained.

"Just say it directly: people who can publish articles like this wouldn't be looking for jobs here," said Wang Zhongxing, who had a big beard, finding Guan Hongming's way of speaking a bit annoying.

Guan Hongming immediately swallowed hard: "No, Brother Xing, I didn't mean that."

Guan Hongming himself wanted to stay at Enshi Central Hospital, but he couldn't bear the thought of being treated poorly.

The person who published an article with an impact factor of 8 or higher was Fang Ziye, not Guan Hongming.

"Let's get back to talking about Senior Brother Fang. Actually, I'm not a fan myself. I only found out by chance one day when I looked it up and saw it in the lab last time. That's when I realized that Senior Brother Fang is real." "This 8-point paper was just the beginning. From then on, it was unstoppable, as if he had a cheat code."

Guan Hongming guessed the truth himself, but then explained it away using scientific principles: "However, this is only what it seems. In fact, Senior Brother Fang must have been accumulating knowledge for a long time, which is why there are so many pictures in the article he just published..."

"What are you all talking about?" Guan Hongming asked Director Hongdu when he saw that Wang Zhongxing and the others had gathered together.

Guan Hongming then put away his phone.

Wang Zhongxing, while touching the stubble he had just shaved that morning but which had already grown back, replied, "It's nothing, Director Hong. Are you coming to the department again this afternoon?"

"An acquaintance of mine is sick, so I came to visit and also stopped by the department."

"You're all working very hard these days. Are you still here this afternoon?" Hong Du asked, looking at the people in the department after explaining.

There were quite a few people present. Apart from Wu Guonan, Xue Tao, Shen Tao, and Zhong Xuegao, most of the others were there.

"Director Hong, it's like this, Dr. Fang's junior apprentice has come to Enshi and is currently practicing in the skills training room. Dr. Fang said that he will teach his junior apprentice the manual repositioning technique later."

"We're here waiting to see what happens!"

"I've never seen anything like this before, where someone teaches and learns on the spot," Wang Zhongxing said with a look of amusement.

"Isn't this just nonsense?" Hongdu thought it was utter rubbish as soon as he heard it.

"Clinical teaching is not as easy as it seems. You can't just teach and learn on the spot. Unless his junior colleague already has some foundation!"

As Hongdu spoke, he seemed intent on stopping Fang Ziye's nonsensical antics.

At this moment, Zhang Jinchuan asked very honestly, "Director Hong, even Dr. Wu Xuanqi thought that Dr. Fang's repositioning technique was very advanced, and Dr. Wu himself was ashamed of his inferiority."

"Later, I heard that even Dr. Chen, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, found Dr. Fang's technique for repositioning quite amazing. Could it be that this technique has a different understanding of repositioning, making it easier to learn?"

Upon hearing this, Hongdu frowned deeply.

If someone else had said this, Hong Du might have genuinely thought it was a deliberate attempt to flatter Fang Ziye, but Zhang Jinchuan was a rather honest and straightforward person who rarely engaged in mutual flattery.

However, this prescription is becoming increasingly unfathomable.

Despite being just a PhD, Fang Ziye's professional abilities have repeatedly surprised people and earned their admiration, leaving them wondering how he could be so outstanding.

However, Fang Ziye's operational skills have repeatedly exceeded everyone's expectations.

But this is not the end.

Fang Ziye's scientific research is the most outstanding.

And it was one paper after another, one after another, numbing everyone who already couldn't publish in SCI journals.

But even if you feel numb, when these things are brought up again, you can't just be numb.

"I don't know if it can help people learn faster, but I've heard that Dr. Fang's article on manual reduction and fractures might be published in BMJ." Guan Hongming's scalp tingled slightly as he spoke.

"BMJ?"

"I'm most familiar with BJM, aren't I?" Hiroshi Ao joked, pretending not to know.

But they definitely understand.

Anyone with even a basic understanding of medical research, or even just a basic understanding, would know BMJ.

However, this is far too far away for doctors in prefecture-level city hospitals. In fact, for them, publishing in BMJ is the same as publishing in some high-impact SCI journals with an impact factor of around 10.

Because they have already exceeded the limits of what they can access.

"Director Hong, would you like to stay and take a look together?" Wang Zhongxing inquired about Hong Du's thoughts.

If Hongdu really wanted to stop Fang Ziye's teaching, it certainly could, but that wouldn't be appropriate.

Manual reduction surgery requires relatively low operational authority; resident physicians can perform it. However, Fang Ziye is not yet qualified to teach it, as he is not even a lecturer yet.

"Forget it, I won't get involved with you guys." After thinking it over, Hong Du decided it wasn't necessary and waved his hand slightly before leaving the ward.

After Hongdu left, the others resumed their discussion of Fang Ziye's published article.

They were analyzing which article should be Fang Ziye's own, and which one he had only participated in writing.

Soon, everyone saw Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo return.

When Fang Ziye returned, his junior brother seemed to still have a hint of confidence on his face.

Upon seeing this, everyone's expressions changed and they stood up.

He asked, "Dr. Fang, can we begin the manual reduction procedure for that patient? The patient has been waiting for quite some time, and if we continue to wait, he might become impatient."

(End of this chapter)