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Chapter 353 The Real Contract of Indenture (Please Subscribe)

"What are your thoughts?" Deng Yong asked Fang Ziye after Professors Zhu Weiguo and Ni Yaoping left.

Fang Ziye knew that his master was deliberately trying to lead him into the mindset of a 'superior' or 'leader'.

"You must learn to be a good person, and you must also be magnanimous," Fang Ziye replied frankly after careful analysis.

This was the only reason Fang Ziye could come up with.

To be honest, Fang Ziye would find it quite normal for Professor Zhu Weiguo and Professor Ni Yaoping from the Hand Surgery Department to come to the Trauma Surgery Department and start arguing. It's the way they are now that Fang Ziye is a bit confused.

"Once you reach a certain level in leadership, you'll realize that every position you hold is about being a good person."

I won't go into detail about this with you; you'll come to understand it gradually later.

"But the current situation in the department is about to present a rather critical problem. Han Yuanxiao must have approached you before, saying he hoped you would work with him for a while, right?" Deng Yong asked.

Han Yuanxiao had discussed this matter with Deng Yong; it was a stepping stone for Fang Ziye to advance his career.

Fang Ziye nodded: "Yes, Master. My answer to Professor Han was that I would follow your arrangements, but I did not agree immediately."

"Neither you nor Teacher Yuan discussed this matter with me at the time, so I dared not act on my own."

It's not that Fang Ziye was being obsequious and had to fawn over his two mentors, but rather that in a top-tier institution like Zhongnan Hospital, without the support of a mentor's school, every step you take is fraught with difficulties and obstacles.

Another issue that Fang Ziye is currently thinking about is that he feels very sorry for his master, Yuan Weihong.

Yuan Weihong did not have a teacher or mentor.

"It's a good thing that they didn't agree. That's how different people's circumstances are. Every choice at any time can be a good one, but we can only choose the best path."

"Liu Huanglong is far bolder than we imagined. He actually dared to say to Professor Zhong Junyu's face that the upper limit of hand surgery restricted his development, or at least expressed that meaning. I don't even dare to compare with him in terms of boldness."

"Of course, one must be bold enough to achieve great things and have great drive."

"Liu Huanglong is so bold in order to make progress. He has given up a lot and is willing to walk a narrow bridge. We have no reason to avoid difficulties."

"Whether outsiders say that Zhongnan Hospital is too ambitious or that we are narrow-minded and don't know what's good for us, we will just do our job well."

"One word: Fight."

There is an old saying: "When you are successful, you should help others; when you are unsuccessful, you should cultivate your own virtue."

"We doctors are the same way. For the first thirty years, we strive for our future, and in the later years, we either work mechanically to treat patients with well-established diseases."

“But if we still have any empathy, given that we’ve already solved our basic needs with our current positions, we should think more about things. There’s always someone who needs to think about how to develop new treatments for new diseases and research new drugs.” Deng Yong’s tone wasn’t that of a teacher, but rather like a parent speaking to a child, as he spoke to Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye smiled and nodded: "Yes, thank you, Master."

Two years ago, at a Teachers' Day gathering, Fang Ziye heard Professor Deng Yong describe the medical world as a pyramid.

Today, Fang Ziye has taken many steps forward and has a solid foundation.

These basic skills may seem useless, and may even be insufficient to treat a very serious pelvic comminuted fracture.

However, its effectiveness in dealing with destruction and damage is immense.

In the face of unknown and dangerous diseases, everyone is relatively equal...

With the card in his pocket, Fang Ziye left the director's office and went to the general inpatient office.

Luo Tingzhu, who had deliberately slowed down her eating pace, continued to eat leisurely. When she heard Fang Ziye enter through the door, she asked, "What does the teacher want with you?"

Even now, Luo Tingzhu still hasn't learned the temperament of a surgeon and still calls her mentor "teacher," while Fang Ziye and others are used to calling their mentor "master."

Fang Ziye handed the card to Luo Tingzhu: "Hey. There's 200,000 in there."

Luo Tingzhu was startled, her mind starting to wander: "Huh? This is... for me?"

A betrothal gift?
"Professor Ni Yaoping from the Department of Hand Surgery gave it to me. He said he would give me 200,000 yuan, which was just a slogan, but he had been saving it up in private. It was money he paid for himself."

"No wonder he's a professor; he can easily come up with 200,000 yuan in spare cash." Fang Ziye sighed and remarked with admiration.

Fang Ziye's words contained a lot of information. Luo Tingzhu took a full half minute to digest them before blinking and asking, "So, senior brother, you earned almost the amount of bonuses I've saved up for many years in just one day?"

"Is that what you think?" Fang Ziye asked, picking up his chopsticks.

Luo Tingzhu smiled gently and said, "I don't really want to think about that much. You can take care of most things, Senior Brother."

Luo Tingzhu had read on Xiaohongshu that when girls appropriately show vulnerability in front of their boyfriends, it is a sign of respect and can evoke their protective instincts.

Luo Tingzhu used to be dismissive of it, but gradually, she found herself to have an inexplicable fascination with the word "protection."

"Then I won't analyze it for you. But you'll have your own workplace in the future, so you'll still need to think about it more then," Fang Ziye said, then added.

"The patient with post-operative infection after the trauma surgery that Professor Deng and his team treated last time isn't doing well in terms of prognosis. We might need to call in another consultation."

"Yes, the infectious disease department has also come and tried various methods, but the infection is still difficult to control. The soft tissue rot has deepened, and it is very likely that a second debridement will be needed to reopen the wound." "Senior, I think that this patient may still be heading towards the terminal stage of amputation."

"The surgery you performed yesterday?" Luo Tingzhu asked, a little worried.

The treatment for the destructive damage jointly conducted by the three professors is now fraught with troubles, and Fang Ziye, who was involved at the time, is also in the process.

Now, only Fang Ziye and Professor Liu Huanglong remain?

In Luo Tingzhu's opinion, it was inappropriate for Fang Ziye to enter the fray so early and cause damage. However, Luo Tingzhu also knew that Fang Ziye's basic skills were currently very strong.

Fang Ziye didn't hold back much from Luo Tingzhu. Apart from things that could add some knowledge points, he would gradually reveal his other abilities to Luo Tingzhu after chatting with her.

Firstly, it was to help her, and secondly, it was to give this proud little genius someone to strive for.

Luo Tingzhu is now unrivaled among her fellow doctoral students in the Department of Trauma Surgery. Without Fang Ziye as someone to surpass, life would be far too boring.

The current Luo Tingzhu is not the same Luo Tingzhu as before. Back then, when she first came to the Department of Trauma Surgery, she was able to climb through the training room that was the benchmark for doctoral studies and break through. Moreover, Luo Tingzhu was very talented. Now, she can only find a sense of frustration with Fang Ziye to motivate her growth.

"As I always say, do your best and leave the rest to fate. I have done my best. The patient's family is willing to give us the opportunity to perform limb-sparing surgery and try to save his life."

"Actually, this time the limb-sparing surgery we did with Professor Duan Hong was a little different from the one we did last time. I think I did a pretty good job with the debridement this time, although I wasn't as good at controlling the overall principles as Professor Qi Qiaowen."

"But in terms of micro-operations, specifically debridement, I might be younger and more active than Professor Qi Qiaowen," Fang Ziye said.

"Yes, let's fight for survival, even if it's a desperate gamble."

“I’ve seen that young girl. It would be a real shame if she had to have her leg amputated.” Luo Tingzhu was the attending resident in the department, responsible for managing the patients under her care.

“It’s a real shame if anyone loses a limb…” Fang Ziye corrected Luo Tingzhu’s wording.

Although Luo Tingzhu is quite pretty and intelligent, she still can't completely escape gender bias at times, but that's the real Luo Tingzhu.

……

Time flies.

More than a week has passed.

4 month 15 day.

Fang Ziye had just finished an emergency surgery involving external fixation of an open fracture when he immediately called his teacher, Yuan Weihong, back.

During the procedure, Yuan Weihong called Fang Ziye three times in a row to ask if he was going to step down, indicating that the matter was quite urgent.

"Master, I just finished my surgery. Have you had dinner?" Fang Ziye asked Yuan Weihong.

"I've eaten. How's your relationship with Qin Geluo going? If you were to personally intervene, could you get Qin Geluo back to the department for his shift?"

“You need to come out with me now,” Yuan Weihong asked thoughtfully.

"Master, sure. Brother Luo said before that if there are any special circumstances, we can call him to cover for us. Is there a special circumstance now?" Fang Ziye's eyes darted around, but he still didn't understand why.

"Then call Qin Geluo later and ask him to do it."

"This matter is quite urgent. Our chief orthopedic surgeon, Professor Du, and the two deputy chiefs of orthopedics were persuaded by Professor Deng and Professor Ni. They personally went to the personnel department to discuss your talent recruitment."

“This is quite a favor for you. Didn’t I ask you to buy six bottles of Maotai last time? Did you buy them? If you did, take them with you. We need to pay you a visit,” Yuan Weihong said.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's heart tightened.

Professor Du is Professor Du Xinzhan, the chief director of the Department of Orthopedics. The two deputy directors of the Department of Orthopedics are Professor Du Yingshan of the Department of Bone Diseases and Professor Han Yuanxiao, the administrative director of the Department of Trauma Surgery.

Professor Zhu Weiguo is all talk and no action when it comes to keeping his promises.

Professor Ni Yaoping mentioned that the hospital's maximum talent recommendation fee is 500,000 yuan. Professor Ni himself might be able to persuade the hospital's personnel department, but Professor Zhu Weiguo said that it should be doubled or even more, which is not something that a single professor can decide on his own.

Instead, the entire orthopedic team needed to personally go to the personnel department to request the hospital to allocate this talent introduction fee to Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye's regular salary is only around 300,000, which is considered average. Top-tier talent recruitment only costs around 500,000. Now, to climb to the million level, how can it be possible without spending a lot of money?

“Okay, Master! I’ll make the arrangements right away and then come find you with the things. Thank you for your trouble, Master,” Fang Ziye said.

Yuan Weihong laughed heartily and said, "It's not hard work at all. The first peach I planted is right in front of me. You don't understand the feeling of being able to eat it whenever you want."

"Most people don't even know where the pit went after their first peach!"

"Ziye, all your efforts have paid off." Yuan Weihong said earnestly, as if a weight had been lifted from his heart.

Fang Ziye did not thank him again, because there was no need to thank him again.

My beloved teacher.

Heaven, earth, country, parents, and teachers—all are contained in the heart.

(End of this chapter)