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Chapter 404 Yuan Qizhi and Fei Shuo You Can (Please Subscribe)

There is an old Chinese saying: "If you're going to beat your child on a rainy day, you might as well do it since you're just killing time anyway."

Of course, with the decline in birth rates in recent years, the incidence of hitting children on rainy days will gradually decrease, because the father of the child's father or the mother of the child's father will intervene.

Yuan Weihong had never had a similar experience at home, since the "younger brother" in the family was slightly more important than a dog, and they didn't keep dogs at home.

But in the department, Yuan Weihong suddenly felt as if he had been hit right on the bullseye by the closed-loop theory.

Her sour, resentful gaze made even Deng Yong feel a pang of pity for her.

Deng Yong then touched the mole on his chin: "How about we tease him a little? But don't tease him a second time?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye quickly shrank into the corner of the sofa. "Master, is this something that can be negotiated or bargained with? What do you mean by 'just bully me once, don't bully me a second time'?"

Did Yuan Weihong want to bully Fang Ziye? Of course not.

Yuan Weihong sat up straight: "Professor Deng, I think Ziye's plan is relatively more reasonable. Taking traumatic diseases as the base, on the one hand, we will accumulate the number of traumatic disease treatment surgeries and expand horizontally. On the other hand, we will take traumatic diseases as the foundation and develop to a deeper level."

“Exactly.” Yuan Weihong said, looking at Fang Ziye and then at Deng Yong, and said very cautiously, “If such a plan is established, the research project that you mentioned, Professor Deng, on the joint development of osteotomy and reshaping surgery in our clinical group may be delayed or even shelved.”

Osteotomy and orthopedic surgery is currently the most popular clinical research direction, and it is a route that Deng Yong wants to take to the next level and compete with the mainstream.

If Zhongnan Hospital can develop several osteotomy and reshaping techniques that other hospitals have not been able to develop, it will be a boon for patients.

China has a large population, and even rare diseases like ALS have a significant number of patients. Therefore, you don't need to worry about not having patients after developing a surgical procedure.

The imbalance between supply and demand in healthcare development remains a major contradiction in most parts of China.

It is extremely difficult to get a big shot like Deng Yong to change his mind and switch to Fang Ziye as the "core" clinical research project.

Even though Fang Ziye was Deng Yong's student, Yuan Weihong still couldn't guess what Deng Yong was thinking.

Fang Ziye took a small sip of tea, then sat up straight, holding the teacup in both hands, his ears perked up.

People with certain identities are concerned with certain things, and people with certain statuses are able to squeeze into certain circles.

Fang Ziye was completely unaware of Deng Yong's arrangements and directions for the clinical research projects.

During the doctoral and master's stages, the most important task is to accumulate basic skills and improve one's medical expertise.

Even for attending physicians and associate professors like Yuan Weihong and Xie Jinyuan, their main task remains improving their professional skills, namely, performing surgeries and relieving patients' pain.

Only after someone like Deng Yong has completed the initial accumulation of experience, can perform most surgeries within their specialty, and can achieve above-standard quality, will they consider what their professional focus should be.

Only after I am able to complete most of the surgical procedures can I consider doing more for trauma surgery patients in Wuhan, Hubei Province, or China.

A doctor in a small clinic can be concerned about the future of healthcare, but the resources they can contribute are limited, so they can only offer limited concern.

The saying "When you are successful, you should help others; when you are unsuccessful, you should cultivate your own virtue" cannot be described by the words "success" and "unsuccess."

"Change when necessary, Weihong, you don't need to be too vigilant."

"Your teacher Deng is not a ruler, so you don't need to keep the saying 'serving a ruler is like serving a tiger' in mind all the time."

"However, if the clinical business is to be gradually transformed, there are many factors that need to be considered comprehensively."

As Deng Yong spoke, he beckoned to Fang Ziye: "Ziye, take a plastic stool and sit closer. Your master will give you a more profound lesson."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye immediately stacked a pile of plastic stools together in the corner, carried them with one hand and held a teacup in the other, and walked towards the table.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Weihong perked up.

Never underestimate any ward director, especially an administrative director of a department like Zhongnan Hospital. Their knowledge, experience, vision, and background are beyond the comprehension of ordinary doctors.

To reach such a position through crooked means, without real ability, one would have already suffered a brutal beating from society.

After putting down his water cup, Fang Ziye looked at Deng Yong's teacup and said, "Master, I'll refill your tea later..."

Deng Yong was organizing his thoughts; he wasn't concerned about whether there was enough tea.

After another full thirty seconds, Deng Yongcai said, "The most important task of a student is to learn. Learn what the teacher teaches; learn what diseases the department focuses on in clinical practice. This is the path you must take if your basic skills are not good enough."

"That's easy to understand, isn't it?"

Yuan Weihong nodded: "Professor Deng, we would like to explore new diseases, but we also need to be able to handle them."

"When patients are admitted to the department, their needs are to have their problems solved. Patients with fractures want to walk, patients with limb deformities want to restore normal lower limb structure, and patients with bone defects hope to have a normal bone connection structure."

"Cancer patients also want to never relapse..."

After Yuan Weihong finished speaking, he looked at Ziye and said, "Our clinical medicine is based on too many branches and details of science, and the types of diseases are countless. Therefore, it is very appropriate to describe our profession as 'If you don't have the skills, don't take on the job.'"

"What do you do when you admit patients you can't handle into your department? Do you just stand there staring at their families? Or do you just perform a quick surgery and send them on their way, without caring whether their pain has been resolved?"

"That definitely won't work."

Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong took turns speaking, laying the groundwork for Fang Ziye's story.

All Fang Ziye could do now was nod repeatedly.

The final stage of residency is the last leg of a residency program. After crossing this step, most people have a certain foundation and will begin to take on outpatient duties.

When working in the outpatient department, it is essential to carefully examine which patients can be admitted and which cannot. Otherwise, you might admit patients with conditions that the department does not frequently treat or that it does not treat well enough.

It's not just a waste of patients' money, but also a waste of their time.

Deng Yong took over the conversation and then said, "This is about finding the right balance between patients seeking treatment and the overall capabilities of the department."

"Currently, the more mature surgical procedures in our department are for conditions you often see, such as bone defects, complex fractures, soft tissue defects, and pelvic fractures. As long as the patient's basic condition is acceptable and there are no serious conditions such as hypertension or diabetes that make them unsuitable for surgery, you can admit them directly after encountering them in the outpatient clinic."

"The second issue is a more practical one: the team's overall revenue."

"This topic sounds very realistic, but we are all ordinary people. Moreover, medical students who have started working are at least in their twenties or thirties, or even their thirties. They basically have families to support. It's not enough to just talk about ideals while you and your family go hungry."

"Under such circumstances, we must ensure a certain workload. This workload is enough to keep the team above the subsistence level, so that they will have the energy to consider exploring development and improving our business capabilities."

"If everyone in our department is starving, for example, if the entire team performs fewer than ten surgeries a month, and we don't even have money for lunch, what kind of 'spirit' can you talk about?"

"Ziye, you must remember this: you can't assume that your experience is a path that everyone can take. Not many people can make money through means other than clinical work!"

Deng Yong gave detailed instructions.

Fang Ziye naturally has some extra income from scientific research awards, but not everyone can get this kind of extra income. If Fang Ziye doesn't understand this point, he will definitely suffer when interacting with others in the future.

It is also difficult to convince the public.

"If you are observant enough, you should have noticed that in the first few years of leading the team, Han Yuanxiao did not talk about any sentimentality. He only wanted to make sure that the people in the team were well-fed. He performed all kinds of surgeries, regardless of size, as long as they were within the department's capabilities."

"That's one of the reasons."

"Of course, if you can accumulate all the surgical experience before leading a team, you can directly carry out advanced surgical techniques once you lead a team, then that's out of the question."

"But no matter what, you have to make sure your people have food to eat before you can think about how to lead the team to develop. That's the most basic thing."

At this point, Deng Yong's words were no longer just hints, but blatant declarations.

After understanding, Fang Ziye said, "Master, although Nie Mingxian and I are the same age and will spend a lot of time together in the future, it's best if we don't interfere too much with Senior Brother Nie Mingxian's future job placement."

"Once you've secured a job, the first thing to talk about is freedom."

Deng Yong's meaning was very clear: he hoped Fang Ziye would keep Nie Mingxian. But whether or not Nie Mingxian stayed was ultimately his own choice.

"Yes, he is free to choose whether to stay or not."

"As for your concerns, you don't need to worry about them. Your master will make the decision. In fact, the fact that Nie Mingxian came to Liu Huanglong's place already explains a lot of things."

"You don't need to worry about so much. Just think through the fundamentals I've told you and understand them thoroughly."

"First, eat your fill first, then the second..."

……

Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong taught Fang Ziye a lot, and today's conversation broadened Fang Ziye's horizons once again.

From leading groups to teaching, and then to leading teams...

Leading a group and leading a team are two different categories.

Leading a team is much harder than leading a group!
Another issue is the mentoring problem that Fang Ziye will soon face.

Zhongnan Hospital has regulations that require a teaching experience to be promoted to associate professor. Such teaching experience includes not only large classes for five-year clinical medicine students, but also the number of master's students who have graduated.

Of course, if Fang Ziye wants to supervise students, it will be at least September next year or even the year after. Right now, without research projects, Fang Ziye cannot be promoted to master's supervisor.

Even if I receive the National Natural Science Foundation of China (NSFC) Youth Fund next year, I won't be eligible to become a master's supervisor until September of next year, and then it won't be until September of the year after next that I can officially supervise my first student.

If Fang Ziye doesn't have his own students to manage freely during this period, he can only think about how to lead a small team.

He asked his junior fellow students to help him with his tasks.

Clearly, the old ways that Fang Ziye, as the senior brother, used to instruct and arrange things for his junior brother are no longer as effective.

When a senior student tells a junior student that there are certain benefits to be given, the junior student will definitely do it eagerly, since everyone is in the same research group and is working for the master.

However, Fang Ziye's status has changed slightly, and he needs to find another way out. Therefore, his research direction cannot be the same as Yuan Weihong's; he needs to find a different path.

If Lan Tianluo and Jie Han are to follow Fang Ziye's lead in a different direction, what will happen to Yuan Weihong? Will he just stand still and become a stepping stone for Fang Ziye?

From now on, Jie Han and Lan Tianluo will only be Fang Ziye's lackeys, and they will never get out of this situation.

Obviously impossible!
Yuan Weihong knew how to solve this problem, but he didn't tell Fang Ziye, leaving Fang Ziye to figure it out himself.

Fang Ziye returned to the chief resident's office, glanced at the old-fashioned chief resident's mobile phone used for emergency consultations, and saw that it still had two bars of battery left, so there was no need to panic.

With two bars of standby time, it lasts for more than forty hours!

After entering, Fang Ziye closed the door, then opened the refrigerator, took out two bottles of drinks, took off his white coat, sat on the bed, and muttered to himself, "My two teachers, are they trying to kick me out of their school..."

To be honest, Fang Ziye still felt a little flustered.

There's no need to be confused about the past.

After the research direction was directly handed over to Yuan Weihong, his mentor Yuan Weihong would point out a clear path, provide Fang Ziye with funding, and find ways to get manpower to complete the project. Even the writing of the paper would not require Fang Ziye to spend too much time.

As for other issues, it's even simpler. If anything isn't handled properly, just give Deng Yong a call, and a teacher will take the blame.

The word "master" implies both a teacher and a father.

Ultimately, no one can live under the protection of their parents forever. Everyone has to grow up. When you realize that your parents are just ordinary people, they will also gradually realize that you are growing up. Once you grow up beyond their capabilities, all they can do is fulfill their duties.

For a child from a rural background who wants to buy a house in places like Kyoto or Shanghai, if their family isn't wealthy, they have to rely on themselves!
My mentor, Yuan Weihong, has only recently been promoted to associate professor. Asking him to give you advice on how to get promoted to associate professor is asking too much.

My mentor, Deng Yong, doesn't even have the title of Outstanding Young Scientist or Outstanding Young Scientist. If you ask him to give you advice on how to get such a title, isn't that putting an old comrade in a difficult position?

Furthermore, neither of these two masters knows how to treat injuries or perform limb transplants. How can you consult them?

Six eyes staring at each other in a daze?
Of course, the two teachers did not directly expel Fang Ziye from their school and abandon him completely. They still had to take charge of the things that needed to be taken care of, but they simply let Fang Ziye be free.

From now on, Fang Ziye can do whatever he wants; his two masters will no longer interfere. He can be as free as a fish in the sea or a bird in the sky.

However, the sense of security that comes with being bound for a long time will completely disappear the moment the binding is broken, and there will be things that feel uncomfortable.

However, Fang Ziye quickly processed these inexplicable emotions and then began to gulp down the iced drink he had just taken out.

Compared to Yuan Weihong, his current situation is already incredibly favorable.

Back then, Professor Chu, Yuan Weihong's mentor, suddenly passed away, and his senior mentor left with his research results, leaving Yuan Weihong with a complete mess.

Yuan Weihong has already made a name for himself, so why should I be so sentimental?
Another half hour passed, and Fang Ziye's consultation call still hadn't come. After walking from the chief inpatient office to the doctors' office, Li Yuanpei and Yan Zhiming had arranged everything in the ward perfectly on this non-surgical day. "Ziye, the discharge medical records for all three groups today have been reviewed. Go through them, sign them, and put them in the filing basket. The head nurse will be collecting them later," Yan Zhiming said.

"Okay, Senior Brother Yan. Thank you for your hard work." Fang Ziye smiled.

"Of course!" Yan Zhiming waved his hand casually, then explained, "Um, Ziye, we took a few bottles of drinks from your office. We'll restock them tomorrow."

"It's alright, it's alright, I'll go buy it later. What flavors do you like?" Fang Ziye quickly waved his hand.

As the chief resident, it's perfectly normal for me to treat my senior and junior colleagues to some drinks.

Li Yuanpei suggested, "Brother Ye, you can order online or order takeout. With coupons, it's cheaper than at supermarkets. Those wholesale warehouses don't sell fake stuff."

"Okay, I'll take a look next time!" Fang Ziye nodded again. If he could save money and the quality of the products was guaranteed, Fang Ziye wouldn't be a fool.

"Actually, Brother Ye, I've already collected them all. You can decide whether you want to buy a batch." Li Yuanpei, the chief resident's assistant, was doing a very good job.

Hearing this, Lan Tianluo turned around and said, "Senior brother, are you free today? If you don't have any urgent consultations or surgeries, could you come to the practice room? It's been so long since you've been to the practice room!"

Lan Tianluo and others' scientific research achievements can be said to be even more impressive than Yan Zhiming's, but clinical practice is a skill that requires time and effort, and they are still accumulating experience.

Moreover, Lan Tianluo and his group were quite bold. Whenever their superiors had free time, they would casually ask a few more questions, hoping to learn as much as possible.

"Let's see if I'm free tonight. I'm going to the Emergency Innovation Center later; I need to report to Professor Xie!" Fang Ziye said.

Teacher Xie is Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan. He used to work under Professor Deng Yong. For a period of time, he worked in the emergency surgery department. Now that the trauma center's emergency clinic has been established, he will naturally be working in the emergency clinic.

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhiming said, "Ziye, come to the training room more often when you have time. Your fellow disciples miss you very much. Ziye, now that you've made it big, take the brothers with you when you have time. I can't promise anything else, but drinks and coffee will be plentiful."

"Then, if you're willing, Ziye, boxed lunches or cheap takeout are all fine."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye said, "Senior Brother Yan, don't frame me. I usually eat very simply. Ask Tianluo and Jiehan what we usually eat."

"A barbecue rice bowl costing a dozen yuan is one meal, and a boxed lunch costing a dozen yuan is just enough to make do."

Upon hearing this, Li Yuanpei immediately said, "Brother Ye, you also said that you only asked Tianluo and Jiehan, why didn't you ask Yunwen? Why didn't you ask Shulang and Liu Haihua?"

"Isn't this your brother?"

"I'll go tell Master right now!"

Fang Ziye is not only a senior in Yuan Weihong's group, but also a senior or junior in Professor Deng Yong's group, so Li Yuanpei clearly has a problem with that.

"When it comes to flattering people, Yuanpei, no one can compare to your ability."

"I'm outta here," Fang Ziye quickly retreated.

"No, sign it before you leave. The caregiver will file the discharge medical record in the medical records room at 11:30." Yan Zhiming persuaded Fang Ziye to stay.

……

After Fang Ziye finished signing the papers, he idly strolled from his department to the emergency department and found Liu Faming, the chief resident of vascular surgery, rushing to the emergency surgery clinic.

After passing Fang Ziye, he patted Fang Ziye on the shoulder and asked, "Ziye, aren't you going to hurry up? We're almost fifteen minutes over."

"Invention Bro, you go ahead, I haven't received any calls yet," Fang Ziye replied instinctively.

Liu Faming paused slightly, then suddenly realized: "Oh, your trauma center's emergency outpatient clinic has opened. You don't need to go for emergency consultations anymore?"

"Those days were really great."

Wouldn't it be so much more comfortable to be hospitalized without having to rush to emergency consultations?
Fang Ziye wasn't wearing a mask and grinned, saying, "These are all things you guys have already done, I'll just eat the leftovers."

Previously, with Mi Qi available for consultations in the vascular surgery emergency room, Liu Faming didn't need to rush to emergency consultations, and his life was quite comfortable.

Upon hearing this, Liu Faming clenched his fist, but then relaxed it: "There's nothing we can do. The number of senior doctors in the department is limited. Brother Qi is still in the rehabilitation department. In the short term, we can't expect to have a vascular surgery emergency room again."

"Actually, I'm fine. It's just a little hard work, but what about Brother Qi?" Liu Faming didn't finish his sentence.

Then, Liu Faming realized his words weren't quite right: "Brother Ye, I sincerely thank you on behalf of Brother Qi. He said he still has about 70% of his hand function left, but with the progress of his rehabilitation, he expects to recover 90%!"

Liu Faming was afraid that his complaints would anger Fang Ziye, who would misunderstand and think that Fang Ziye had delayed Mi Qi's treatment.

But actually, Liu Faming harbored some resentment towards the person who injured Mi Qi.

If it were possible to crowdfund a serious crime, Liu Faming would be willing to contribute 50,000 yuan to sentence him to death!

When Mi Qi was around, Liu Faming not only had an easier time with his tasks, but he also learned a lot more. Now he has to shoulder all of that responsibility himself.

"Of course, Brother Qi is also my elder brother. When something happens, I will do my best to help. But there's nothing I can do about things beyond my ability," Fang Ziye said with a smile.

Mi Qi, that's so good to Fang Ziye.

Although he didn't give Fang Ziye money or rice, he provided Fang Ziye with many conveniences when Fang Ziye needed urgent medical consultation, which was due to his personal connections and influence.

When Mi Qi encountered trouble, Fang Ziye naturally couldn't ignore it.

When Huang Kai was injured, Fang Ziye pretended to "turn a blind eye." Firstly, he had a mission to complete, and secondly, even if he went, what could he do?
Liu Faming left first, his steps as hurried as Fang Ziye's before, not daring to delay the urgent consultation.

Fang Ziye, on the other hand, did not go directly to the emergency surgery clinic, but went to the trauma center clinic first.

Currently, Wang Yuanqi is the only person in the trauma surgery clinic.

Fang Ziye felt that Wang Yuanqi had become a completely different person after only a little over two months of not seeing each other.

Wang Yuanqi had a sturdy build, short hair, large ears, and dark skin. He used to be a cheerful and carefree young man.

"Ziye, what brings you here? Come in and sit down. Gong Ziming, go and make a cup of tea for your Senior Brother Fang." Wang Yuanqi greeted him warmly while instructing Gong Ziming.

Gong Ziming is Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan's master's student. He graduated this year after his third year of master's studies, but he has stayed at the hospital to pursue his doctorate in emergency medicine. He is still working under Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan.

Yes, Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan has already been promoted to doctoral supervisor.

"Senior Brother Yuanqi, you don't need to be so polite!" Fang Ziye quickly sat down first.

Wang Yuanqi tidied up the table: "This place is rather simple, not as good as the trauma surgery department, not even as good as the outpatient department. Ziye, please bear with it."

"Professor Xie went to the emergency consultation, but I heard it was an abdominal injury, and the lower limbs only had minor scratches. Professor Xie said he was going to give the people in the surgical clinic a lesson."

"Don't call for a trauma center consultation for every random limb injury!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye felt a chill run down his spine.

Actually, the trend of people in the surgical emergency room calling for consultations with trauma surgeons was started by Fang Ziye, because one Fang Ziye can do the work of many.

It is estimated that Chen Jiameng and Fang Songlin, among others, in the surgical clinic have now made it a habit.

However, while Fang Ziye was happy to go and gain some academic points, Xie Jinyuan, an associate professor, wouldn't indulge a group of attending physicians. His first lesson upon taking office was to establish rules.

Fang Ziye did not explain.

Everyone has their own style of working, and there's no right or wrong way to do it.

Do what is within your job scope; it is perfectly reasonable not to do what is not your responsibility.

"Brother Qi, have you signed the contract yet?" Fang Ziye asked in a low voice.

Then he turned to Gong Ziming and said, "Thank you, Ziming. You should rest for a bit..."

Wang Yuanqi nodded, then shook his head: "We've barely managed to sign it now, but the hospital isn't willing to pay a single penny, so it's essentially a bare contract."

"Alas!~"

"Compared to you, Ziye, my indenture is truly worthless." Exhaustion instantly filled Wang Yuanqi's face.

Wang Yuanqi is the only professional doctoral candidate in recent years, besides Fang Ziye, who went through the process of pursuing a master's degree while also pursuing a doctorate. In fact, his professional strength is the best among his peers, and even among recent years.

However, because his improvement was not obvious enough, and he lacked outstanding scientific research achievements and overseas experience, Professor Deng Yong had to go to great lengths to barely secure a position at a trauma center when looking for a job.

There's definitely no talent recruitment program; they're not even willing to offer a symbolic sum of a few hundred thousand.

"Not even a little bit? That's a bit too much for the hospital." Fang Ziye was also a little annoyed.

He's a PhD, after all, and one trained by our hospital. They signed a contract without paying him a single penny. The hospital really went to such lengths.

"What a load of rubbish, they'd rather sign a labor dispatch or contract job."

"Forget it, my master has worked so hard to get me this position. If I don't have money, I don't have money. Anyway, even if I did, it would only be about ten months' salary."

"And you, Ziye, are you living a comfortable life now?" Wang Yuanqi looked at Fang Ziye with envy, touching his earlobe with his left hand, almost drooling.

Wang Yuanqi heard about Fang Ziye's matter.

The hospital's top talent recruitment fee is 500,000 yuan, but Fang Ziye received 1 million yuan. He even managed to poach Professor Liu Huanglong from Peking Union Medical College Hospital to join his department, so his future looks very promising.

Despite being the same age, Wang Yuanqi has experienced a different fate. He has once again completed the cycle of his life and is increasingly realizing that he is just an ordinary person.

"Isn't this all thanks to you, Senior Brother, and Teacher Xie for taking care of me?"

"I just barely finished my emergency consultation. My teacher and senior colleagues have worked hard, so I should come and visit them."

"If you need any help in the future, just let me know," Fang Ziye replied.

“Ziye, it’s a win-win situation. Teacher Xie told me a few days ago that if you talk to us about these things, you don’t need to feel guilty at all.”

“I need this job, Professor Xie needs this platform to advance to associate professor, and Ziye, you need this clinic to reduce your burden. It’s a win-win situation for everyone.”

"If we go back to the department, we'll still be good brothers and good friends. Brothers help each other, but if we take things too seriously, we'll become too distant!" Wang Yuanqi has changed a lot, and he spoke these words without any hesitation.

It must have been after spending a few months working in the emergency department with Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan that all the sharp edges in him were smoothed out. He was no longer full of vigor and only dared to take steady steps forward. Naturally, he also learned to restrain his sharpness when interacting with others.

"Right, Ziming?" Wang Yuanqi asked Gong Ziming specifically.

Gong Ziming nodded, grinning, "Yes, Master has always said that Senior Brother Fang and Senior Brother Wang are my direct senior brothers, just like Senior Brother Ye who has already graduated."

Gong Ziming had a senior classmate, surnamed Ye, who graduated quite a while ago.

When Gong Ziming finished his first year of master's studies, Ye graduated. At that time, Xie Jinyuan and Yuan Weihong took turns mentoring students for a year, so Fang Ziye and Jie Han were also two years apart.

Fang Ziye then asked, "Brother Qi, does the contract you signed have any clauses similar to a 'betting agreement'?"

"For example, if a company fails to secure a research grant for a certain number of years, will its contract be automatically terminated and not renewed?"

This is something that many top-tier tertiary hospitals will include in their terms and conditions.

He didn't terminate the contract, but after the contract was signed, the hospital unilaterally refused to renew it, which was equivalent to being dismissed with advance notice.

Although there is financial compensation, what good is that compensation?
"Yes, within eight years."

"The first contract was for two years, then it was renewed every three years. So it was exactly eight years."

"If we still haven't received any National Natural Science Foundation of China (NSFC) grants or Youth Fund grants after eight years, things will be tough," Wang Yuanqi said, his brow furrowed.

Are government-funded projects easy to obtain?
It's difficult for those who don't know how, but easy for those who do. You could say there are always some people who might never get it in their entire lives!

Wang Yuanqi originally wanted to ask Fang Ziye how the contract was signed, but immediately changed his mind: "Ziye, I won't ask you. You can take these things without any pressure."

"I now regret not publishing enough papers during my doctoral and master's studies."

Just as Fang Ziye was about to reply, his personal cell phone rang.

Fang Ziye quickly picked up his phone and saw that it was Professor Xie, whom he hadn't contacted in a long time, calling.

"Thank you, Teacher Xie." Fang Ziye turned on the speakerphone.

"Come to the emergency surgery clinic. The people here say you can handle the problems here. I told them you can't, you're a trauma surgeon, but they insist you can..."

(End of this chapter)