top student at medical school

Chapter 44 A Two-Way Spread, Difficult to Choose (Please add to your favorites and read on)

“Okay, Master, I’m free. It’s 9:30, right? I can definitely finish my rounds by 8:30.” When Fang Ziye got home, Yuan Weihong called to say that he had a consultation surgery scheduled for tomorrow, Sunday, and asked if Fang Ziye would be there.

How could Fang Ziye not go?
While Yuan Weihong's abilities might not stand out in Zhongnan Hospital, and he might not be considered exceptionally outstanding, in a typical prefecture-level hospital, he would at least be comparable to an associate chief physician or even some chief physicians.

This is not an exaggeration.

There are some surgeries that chief physicians at the prefecture-level city level can perform that Yuan Weihong might not be able to, but many chief physicians at prefecture-level city hospitals would not be able to or dare not perform the surgeries that Yuan Weihong is able to perform.

High standards are a benchmark for reliable staff members in top-tier tertiary hospitals.

What does "high-level target" mean? It means that during your tenure as a professor, you must be capable enough to be a qualified associate professor and ready for promotion at any time. Otherwise, no matter how hard you try, you will not be able to compete with others, and you must also make progress in scientific research at the same time.

Fang Ziye happened to be away from the lab and went to bed early.

The next day, filled with anticipation, Fang Ziye arrived at the ward at seven o'clock. After making his own rounds, he revised the medical orders for his patients and sent a message to his junior colleague Jie Han, explaining the dressing change times for the patients under his care and the wound photos he had recorded during his rounds on Friday and Saturday.

If we let Jie Han see Qin Geluo, the attending physician with relatively low qualifications who would lead morning rounds on weekends, then everything would be covered.

With the wound healing well and the patient in good condition, the superiors would be reassured and wouldn't cause any more trouble. Naturally, Fang Ziye also recorded the inflammatory markers from the blood test, took photos, and sent them to Jie Han. Jie Han could then report on the wards under his supervision without having to think much.

At 8:30, Fang Ziye arrived downstairs at the apartment building where his teacher Yuan Weihong lived and sent him a message: "Master, do you want me to pack you some breakfast?"

The surgery is at 9:30, so naturally I have to leave early; it's not even a surgery performed at our hospital.

"What are you eating?" Yuan Weihong asked back.

"Steamed buns." Fang Ziye sent a photo; the steamer basket was still steaming.

"Two, plus a fried dough stick and a cup of soy milk. I'll transfer the money to you." After Yuan Weihong finished speaking, he transferred twenty silver dollars to him.

Fang Ziye didn't stand on ceremony, knowing that Yuan Weihong was out for a consultation and surgery today, and the cost of the flying knife procedure must be quite high.

And since it wasn't much money, I accepted it without hesitation.

Then Yuan Weihong drove out of the garage, and when they arrived at the entrance of the community, he gave the driver's seat to Fang Ziye. Using his phone's navigation, the two headed to Pi District.

The Pi District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was the place the two were heading to for a consultation.

Fang Ziye drives very steadily and doesn't dare to be reckless. He once drove Yuan Weihong to pick him up after he had been drinking. Now, Fang Ziye occasionally tries out Yuan Weihong's BMW. It's not expensive, but it cost over 300,000 yuan six years ago, which wasn't cheap.

"Master, what kind of surgery are we going to have later?" Fang Ziye asked curiously.

Only in this way can he think of something he can do himself, and gain some knowledge without affecting the patient's prognosis or the quality of the surgery.

“It’s a bone transport technique,” ​​Yuan Weihong declared, throwing out a bombshell right off the bat.

Fang Ziye's lips twitched a few times; this was too high-end.

Bone transport is the pinnacle of trauma surgery techniques; the only difference is the level of proficiency. However, even the simplest bone transport procedure is beyond Fang Ziye's capabilities; he can only manage the minor details.

During bone transport, the bone shaft needs to be cut, but the periosteum must be preserved. When the bone is pulled, the periosteum is stretched along with it. The periosteum is stimulated by tension, and osteoblasts on the periosteum proliferate to form new bone.

This is the principle behind the surgery.

“Master, Junior Sister Luo is determined to stay in the hospital, and I can’t persuade her otherwise. After all, it’s affecting her future.” Fang Ziye didn’t dare to answer any professional questions, so he simply answered the question Yuan Weihong had asked him to answer. “Yes, Professor Deng and I already know. A few days ago, we asked Yan Zhiming to inquire about it.”

“Tingzhu’s family situation is quite complicated. Her parents divorced and remarried. She was a child from before the divorce and had no connection with either of them. After she became an adult, she did well in her exams. Originally, her parents hoped that she would study at a teacher training college with a specific program.”

"But Tingzhu herself wasn't willing, so she applied to our school's eight-year program and got good grades. However, her tuition was all funded by her grandmother, but her grandmother passed away two years ago."

"Since then, Tingzhu has basically never gone home, not even for the Spring Festival. It seems like she doesn't want to go back anymore." Yuan Weihong munched on a steamed bun and drank soy milk, enjoying the company of a master's student as his personal driver, feeling quite content.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye asked, "An eight-year program is already short. It would be difficult for a doctoral student to catch up with a doctoral student in a normal eleven-year program in terms of research and professional experience during this period, wouldn't it?"

"Surgery is alright, but if you go to internal medicine, those academic PhD students will drive you even more to despair. There's nothing you can do about it."

"Moreover, Professor Deng already has far too many doctoral students. Although Tingzhu doesn't take up a spot, the research funding is still insufficient."

"I didn't have any extra for her, so she'll have to rely on herself."

“I’m not like I was last year or the year before. I don’t use part of my research grants to give to Professor Deng’s doctoral students to do experiments. I also have students myself,” Yuan Weihong stated ambiguously.

What I'm saying is, kid, don't think that just because you've become Professor Deng Yong's doctor, you're above everyone else. You haven't fully experienced how amazing your master is yet.

Having a research project is like having a father figure; Fang Ziye understood this long ago.

“Master, you can never have too many research projects and too much funding. During my doctoral studies, I don’t have as much time for clinical work as before. I see that they are applying for school-level and provincial-level projects, and I would like to give it a try as well,” Fang Ziye said.

"Sure, if you can get the money, you won't have to worry about not being able to finish the experiments."

“In our lab, there are plenty of people to do experiments for you, as long as you can get the necessary permits. Besides, there’s no conflict between you and Jie Han; he’s applying for the master’s program, and you’re applying for the doctoral program.”

“As long as you can get the money, your master has plenty of ways to get you to finish the project.” Yuan Weihong straightened his posture.

Getting a research grant isn't easy, but being able to get one is impressive.

If you can secure a research project while still a student, when you apply for the National Natural Science Foundation of China's youth grant after you start working, people will see that you completed the project during your student years, so giving you the funding is definitely a good idea.

This is a kind of accumulation, a resume. Building a strong resume makes others feel at ease and increases your value.

“Master, then I’ll try to work on a very, very small direction,” Fang Ziye replied.

"Ah."

"You know, I hadn't really noticed before. You're actually a genius at experiments and research. I should have switched you to an academic master's program sooner or later." Yuan Weihong turned his head from side to side.

"The steamed buns look good today, are they beef filling?"

"Yes, Master."

"Actually, my clinical skills aren't that bad, are they?" Fang Ziye quickly said, "Don't let me only see my research talent later. It would be too nerve-wracking to have me watching from the sidelines without doing anything."

"It's alright, decent, a little better than average, but not quite up to par with top geniuses."

"But that's fine too." Yuan Weihong was a man of wide experience.

(End of this chapter)