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Chapter 33 Taking a Down-to-Earth Approach to Embark on a New Journey (Please add to your favorites and read on!)

Alcohol is not a good thing; drinking alcohol is harmful to your health.

This is Fang Ziye's biggest experience.

In the evening, Fang Ziye ordered a cup of porridge and sipped it slowly. Only then did he feel much better in his stomach.

When Fang Ziye opened his phone again, he found that his junior brother Jie Han had sent him a message.

“Senior brother, it’s possible that Master failed his thesis defense,” Jie Han said.

"Thesis defense?" Fang Ziye didn't react immediately.

But then it dawned on him: "You mean Qingqian?"

"Well, there's nothing we can do to help with this kind of thing."

"Senior, I'll be coming to the department again tomorrow. Please look after me then," Jie Han greeted him cautiously.

At the end of August, Jie Han took a break from his job to write articles, part of which was to help Fang Ziye pursue his doctoral studies.

Fang Ziye replied, "You're being too polite talking to your senior brother like that."

"Just let me know if you need any help."

"Yes, senior brother, could you share some tips on how to operate and learn? I find sewing the rubber skin together and cutting the tofu to be very difficult," Jie Han replied.

I guess it was a remark by Yuan Weihong that woke him up.

To work at Zhongnan Hospital, a senior technician is an essential quality. You may not be top-notch in clinical skills, but you cannot be not good enough.

Pure scientific research work can lead you down the research path and make you a laboratory director or head, but to become a top expert or director, you must have a certain level of clinical skills.

This is similar to the idea that clinicians need to master sufficient research methods.

"First, practice stabilizing your hands. Holding a needle without wobbling and a knife steadily are the most basic skills. Basically, if you master holding the knife and needle, cutting rubber and tofu won't be difficult."

"You can try hanging a weight with chopsticks. That requires upper arm strength, not just wrist strength." Jie Han couldn't learn Fang Ziye's method, so Fang Ziye could only refer to his own training methods from back then.

Being well-prepared is the greatest advantage others have when they give you responsibilities.

Medicine is a patient-centered discipline that doesn't allow for constant trial and error. It's best not to have any chances at all, otherwise you'll miss out on great opportunities.

"Okay senior brother."

"Senior brother, will you continue to go to the practice room? Or do you plan to stay in the lab permanently like Senior Sister Luo?" Jie Han asked.

"I guess I'll have to travel to all three places. Although Professor Deng Yong's talk about graduating early is just wishful thinking, if I'm well-prepared in two years, it's not impossible to try for the opportunity to graduate early."

"If I combine three years into two, the time will be very tight, but considering the remaining six months or so in my master's program, it's actually not too bad."

"I won't be leaving my job, don't worry." Fang Ziye understood what Jie Han meant.

Jie Han is also a newbie in clinical practice. He only joined the department for the first month, and by the end of the month he was already working part-time to write articles. He is not familiar with some of the methods and needs his senior, Fang Ziye, to guide him.

If Fang Ziye is already 'transcendent' and goes straight into the laboratory, he will still have to figure things out on his own, without anyone to guide him.

But Fang Ziye's knowledge comes more from clinical practice, so how could he so easily give up his job?

It's just that you have to go to the lab. You don't have to pursue a purely research-oriented career in the future, but you can't be completely clueless about research. Otherwise, how will you conclude your research projects when you need to apply for funding later?
"That's great, senior brother, see you tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go to sleep after I finish my porridge."

"Senior brother is also drinking porridge? That makes sense, senior brother's alcohol tolerance was off the charts at noon."

"Nonsense, it's because my body is overloaded," Fang Ziye replied, not daring to boast about his drinking prowess. "..."

October 8th was a Friday, and it was also Professor Deng Yong's surgery day.

However, due to the surge in patients during the National Day holiday, the number of surgeries performed in the group increased dramatically. As a result, Professor Deng Yong, Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan, and others were working like crazy on this day's surgeries.

Not to mention the PhD, even Qin Geluo, whose suturing speed was slightly slower, was forced off the stage and Yuan Weihong personally performed the suturing, all in an effort to achieve the fastest possible surgical turnaround.

Seeing this, Fang Ziye decisively left the operating room with his junior brother Jie Han, because none of the surgeries scheduled for today were for patients under their care, so they wouldn't get a chance to go on stage.

However, after Fang Ziye and Jie Hancai arrived at the training room, Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing was treating them to coffee.

Upon seeing Fang Ziye, he greeted him with a smile, as if he were seeing his own brother: "Dr. Fang, you've arrived?"

"Senior Brother Fang."

"Senior Brother Fang."

Upon hearing Sun Shaoqing's shout, many people turned to look and politely greeted him as "Senior Brother Fang."

"Senior Brother Sun, please keep making fun of me."

"It's okay, I'm thick-skinned, I'm happy even if you call me academician," Fang Ziye joked.

There was no other way; Fang Ziye couldn't refuse such a shabby offer.

"Just kidding!" Sun Shaoqing is from Chengdu, Sichuan Province. He originally applied to West China School of Medicine of Sichuan University, but was not admitted. So he came to the School of Medicine of Wuhan University. Now he has completed his doctoral studies and wants to stay in the hospital, but also wants to return to West China Hospital.

"Oh right, everyone come over here for a second. Aren't you all curious about how Ziye studies?"

"I'm curious too, so could Dr. Fang give us a little guidance?"

“Since I stopped writing articles, my operational skills have improved at a rocket-like pace.” Sun Shaoqing asked, handing over his phone: “Ziye, Jiehan, you two should order a drink too.”

The stipend for doctoral studies is quite high, amounting to two or three thousand yuan a month. Therefore, when Sun Shaoqing treated everyone to a meal, no one stood on ceremony with him. Fang Ziye ordered while talking.

"Senior Brother Sun, there's really no shortcut. It's just about practicing in the practice room, in clinical settings, and buying some materials at home to practice on your own."

"Don't you know me? My aptitude is average. I rely on the hard way, like a slow bird that has to start early," Fang Ziye replied.

My shortcut is to cheat by adding skill points. How do you explain that?

"Right!"

"Let me tell you, your senior brother Fang is extremely diligent and reliable. When he's on duty, he always has reference materials in hand to study the patients under his care."

"You should all learn from this attitude and read more literature. It will benefit you."

"Procedures fall under the category of surgical treatment, while literature, reading, and research fall under the category of understanding and cognition. Procedures can only determine the lower limit of the quality of your future work; what truly raises the upper limit is the amount of reading," Sun Shaoqing shared his insights.

Then he resumed his practice.

Now, Sun Shaoqing is a third-year doctoral student. The time he has left to "change his fate" by writing high-scoring papers is no longer sufficient. He can only continue to improve his professional skills to give himself a chance to stay in the hospital, or at worst, he can only go out and find a good job.

The competition among PhD students is no less intense than, and perhaps even more intense than, the competition among Master's students looking for jobs.

Fang Ziye hadn't figured out any other ways to improve his knowledge points yet. He only had a limited number of patients under his care, and he could only work with his mentor Yuan Weihong in the outpatient department. He didn't have the opportunity in the operating room, so all he could do was hone his skills over time.
Fang Ziye wondered if he could find another breakthrough in the laboratory.

If all else fails, Fang Ziye also considered applying for a service team to provide counterpart assistance to doctoral students. He figured that a trip to the countryside would provide a good opportunity to meet patients.

(End of this chapter)