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Chapter 451 'Master and Disciple in Different Positions' Closed Loop (Please Subscribe)
"Senior, Professor Dong has passed away. Are you going to attend his funeral?"

When Jie Hanpingxu's voice reached Fang Ziye's ears, Fang Ziye was unable to calm down for a long time.

A whole host of thoughts suddenly flashed through my mind.

"Professor Dong rescued a person who had fallen into the water while fishing, but was swept away by the current himself."

“Yicheng has been experiencing continuous light to moderate rain recently, and the water flow is a bit rapid,” Jie Han quickly explained when he didn’t hear Fang Ziye’s reply.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye turned off some scenes he had seen in the movie and then asked, "Who told you this? How come I didn't know?"

“It’s Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi. Teacher Deng Yong meant that we shouldn’t tell you for the time being, but after I found out, I asked Senior Brother Wang.”

"Senior Brother Wang said I could talk about it," Jie Han said.

"When did this happen?" Fang Ziye asked calmly, a chill running down his spine.

Fang Ziye guessed that his master, Yuan Weihong, had already given him a clear indication of what to do. Or, to put it another way, his master Yuan Weihong might have already received the news, just to avoid putting him in a difficult position.

Therefore, I made a special point this morning that friendships are something each person maintains individually.

The matter concerning Professor Chu and Professor Dong should be limited to him and Deng Yong; there should be no further involvement beyond that.

“I didn’t ask, and Senior Brother Wang didn’t say either,” Jie Han replied bluntly.

“Okay, I understand. Jie Han, where are you now? I need to ask you for a favor. Could you come to the operating room’s meal break room? Also, you can help with the second surgery this afternoon,” Fang Ziye said.

"Senior brother, please wait for me a moment. I'll come back in about half an hour! I have some small matters to attend to." Jie Han did not immediately agree.

"Okay." Fang Ziye hung up the phone before continuing downstairs, his mind still unsettled.

Fang Ziye cannot blame Jie Han for not asking more questions.

The relationship between Jie Han and Deng Yong is simply that of a mentor and student. The benefits that Jie Han enjoys are available to any master's student; they are not exclusive to Deng Yong.

Jie Han usually treats Deng Yong very politely, so why should Jie Han be as attached to Deng Yong as Fang Ziye is?
In a way, Han Yuanxiao was Fang Ziye's mentor, and Xiong Jinhuan was Fang Ziye's classmate and friend, right?
What is Fang Ziye's feeling towards Han Yuanxiao?
To put it more directly, what is Fang Ziye's opinion of Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan?

During school years, there shouldn't actually be these so-called "closeness" or "distance" distinctions. However, wherever there are people and interactions, there will be differences in distance.

A short while later, Fang Ziye met Luo Tingzhu at the entrance of the operating room. Luo Tingzhu had clearly been waiting for Fang Ziye for a while.

Upon seeing Fang Ziye arrive, she was instinctively delighted. She loosened her hands behind her back and greeted him with a smile, "Senior Brother, why did it take you so long to come out? Did you run into someone you know?"

This wasn't a complaint, but rather a happy desire to find out more, or simply to exchange a few words; there was no other purpose. After speaking, Luo Tingzhu sat down and began putting on blue disposable shoe covers.

Luo Tingzhu didn't even wait for an answer.

"Jie Han just called and said that Professor Dong has passed away. He asked if I wanted to go, but he didn't know the exact time of his death or where the funeral would be held." Fang Ziye didn't hide anything from him.

Luo Tingzhu was not very clear about what had happened in the department recently, and Fang Ziye did not relay all of his anxieties and troubles to her.

It's not that Fang Ziye didn't want to complain, it's just that this girl is too damn hardworking. From the moment Fang Ziye first met her, when she first came to the trauma surgery department, she was a queen of all trades.

I only go to sleep in the early hours of the morning, then I have to come to the department to participate in the shift handover, go into the operating room, and finally go to the laboratory. Most men couldn't handle that.

"what?"

Did Professor Dong have any hidden health issues before he resigned?

"Personally, I think Professor Dong's sudden departure has little to do with Teacher Liu's arrival in the department; perhaps it's because he's not feeling well."

"I had this suspicion back in the department, but I didn't dare to ask. After all, Professor Dong is a very accomplished senior, and I don't need to remind him." Luo Tingzhu thought that Professor Dong's sudden death was an accident.

After signing the consent form for the emergency meal service, Fang Ziye handed Luo Tingzhu a plate and whispered a warning: "Eat a little more carbohydrates, and don't make cucumber your main dish."

"They fell into the water while trying to save someone," Fang Ziye explained.

Luo Tingzhu, standing in front of Fang Ziye, put down the corn she had just picked up, tilted her head, and lowered her voice: "Senior brother? Professor Dong used his heart function to go swimming and save people?"

"What's wrong?" Fang Ziye asked.

"It's nothing, I was just guessing. Even if Professor Dong doesn't have coronary heart disease, he must have some damage to his heart function, which can be seen from his physical signs."

"What's wrong with him?" Luo Tingzhu didn't continue.

However, Fang Ziye had already figured out Luo Tingzhu's meaning: "Let's go get food first, let's not talk about this anymore."

Luo Tingzhu's implication was that if Professor Dong knew he had a heart problem, he would know that his attempt to save someone in the water was doomed to fail.

Professor Dong, from Fang Ziye's perspective, and even from Yuan Weihong's perspective, is a relatively pure person.

Fang Ziye was genuinely unaware of the grudges and conflicts of the older generation.

Even in his final moments, he was still saving lives.

Fang Ziye absolutely did not believe that Professor Dong would need to deliberately label himself as 'selfless'; his life had essentially come full circle.

Aside from possibly letting down one or two people, he has done right by the vast majority of people.

After Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu sat down facing each other, Fang Ziye looked at Luo Tingzhu's plate and gave her one of the two chicken legs he had bought: "It's fifteen yuan whether you eat meat or not. Whether it tastes good or not is another matter. Eat more meat."

"Senior brother, are you alright?" Luo Tingzhu's soft, sweet voice pierced Fang Ziye's ears.

Fang Ziye shook his head, his voice turning calm: "It's nothing, I just remembered some other things."

"Is it related to Teacher Yuan?" Luo Tingzhu asked softly, bowing her head as if she knew everything, or as if it was just her own guess.

"Yes and no, let's eat first. We have surgery later." Fang Ziye's voice was slightly lower.

Luo Tingzhu pinched a cucumber with her left hand and started taking a bite, while Fang Ziye ate his rice rather quickly.

Fang Ziye finished his meal when Luo Tingzhu had only eaten about a third of it.

Luo Tingzhu said, "Senior brother, you go back first, I'll go back after I finish eating."

Luo Tingzhu's bright eyes sparkled as she used her intelligence to analyze that Fang Ziye needed a period of calm, and she gave him that time and space.

Fang Ziye didn't dwell on it and smiled, saying, "Then I'll head back now. I have an appointment with Jie Han for something."

"Mm." Luo Tingzhu nodded.

Fang Ziye carried the tray back to the dish return area, and as he slowly walked out, Jie Han happened to appear at the door of the meal room—

"Senior brother, what do you want to see me about?" Jie Han's face relaxed, and his voice was filled with undisguised joy.

"Jiehan, could you go to the trauma center in the emergency department and ask Wang Yuanqi for some specific details? Find out where Professor Dong's funeral will be held. If it's in Wuhan, I'll have to go. But if it's somewhere else, I definitely can't leave."

"After you finish asking this question, come back and have dinner. After dinner, you can go to the operating room for the second surgery," Fang Ziye said.

Upon hearing this, Jie Han looked slightly taken aback: "Is that all? Senior brother, couldn't we have just discussed this over the phone?"

Fang Ziye narrowed his eyes: "Your expression... do you have some secret?"

Jie Han's change in expression was a bit off.

“Senior brother, Tianluo and I co-authored an article… It was accepted today. Master is the corresponding author, and you are only the second author, but the impact factor is quite high,” Jie Han said.

Jie Han and Lan Tianlu haven't produced any articles for a long time. Since going abroad last year, Jie Han hasn't even written any articles for low-quality journals.

Fang Ziye also knew that the two of them were working almost every day, but he didn't have much energy to ask them in detail.

So they were preparing a big surprise.

"That's a good thing. What's the journal's impact factor? It shouldn't be lower than 15, right?" Fang Ziye pressed.

If it were just a short article, Jie Han wouldn't be so excited, especially at this particular time.

"Nineteen points," Jie Han said.

This impact factor is already equivalent to Fang Ziye's first major paper on basic cell experiments conducted independently.

Admittedly, Fang Ziye spent less time and worked alone.

However, in the past year, in addition to conducting basic experiments, he and Lan Tianluo had other tasks to do, so this pace was already very fast.

Many people in the lab say that Fang Ziye's work efficiency is too fast, almost inhuman.

Jie Han and Lan Tianluo had discussed this privately many times, but they were too lazy to make a direct comparison with their senior brother, so they made a vertical comparison instead.

Instead of comparing time and efficiency, we should only compare the depth of the workload.

I should at least write one or two articles that are comparable to my senior's, right?
These are Lan Tianluo's original words!

Jie Han, under Lan Tianluo's guidance, gradually accumulated a workload and began to produce results without rushing to publish papers.

"Excellent. Very good."

"It would be even better if I could get a second authorship. Will there be any follow-up to this article you wrote? Is it about the relationship between giant cell tumor of bone and HK2?" Fang Ziye continued to speculate.

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you, Senior Brother!"

“Master said that since we already have a certain foundation in osteosarcoma and giant cell tumor of bone, we shouldn’t leave any gaps. For now, we should focus on HK2 as the key area, and it would be best if our team could thoroughly study this pathway.” Jie Han replied while explaining Yuan Weihong’s arrangements.

Fang Ziye wasn't jealous that he didn't know about it; everyone has limited energy. Fang Ziye already had enough to do, so Yuan Weihong not disturbing him was giving him space.

"pretty good!"

"With these two cell lines, our small team doesn't need to expand the scope of basic cell experiments in the short term; we can just delve deeper into the vertical dimension."

"Jiehan, thank you and Tianluo," Fang Ziye said again.

That fundamental research on suspected tumor markers was definitely not Lan Tianluo's achievement alone. Tianluo's willingness to give it to him implies that Jie Han had also agreed.

"Senior brother, you're being too polite. I just hope you won't continue to blame me for my past ignorance."

"Senior brother, I'm going to find Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi." Jie Han said this and quickly slipped away. Fang Ziye paused and thought for a moment, then understood what Jie Han meant.

Back then, Jie Han still harbored ulterior motives towards Luo Tingzhu. Fang Ziye even warned Jie Han privately that Luo Tingzhu was already his girlfriend, and that Jie Han should be careful.

Fang Ziye himself had forgotten about this matter, but clearly Jie Han still remembered it.

Fang Ziye smiled casually and strode toward the locker room.

But two things kept intertwining in my thoughts—

From Jie Han's perspective, he and Fang Ziye met Luo Tingzhu at the same time. A beautiful and virtuous woman is the object of a gentleman's affections, so he was not wrong.

Of course, from Jie Han's perspective, his mistake was that even after Luo Tingzhu was already Fang Ziye's girlfriend, he still harbored ulterior motives. This was definitely wrong.

But Jie Han still seems to have some lingering resentment.

However, as much as I feel aggrieved, the brothers can continue their work, but I will definitely not back down on this matter.

The second matter is related to Professor Dong.

In all his years in the department, Fang Ziye has never encountered a single patient who said that Professor Dong's skills were not good, nor has anyone said that Professor Dong was arrogant.

From a doctor's professional perspective, Fang Ziye believes that Professor Dong is respectable.

Even disregarding Professor Yuan Weihong and Professor Chu, Professor Dong's character is also quite excellent.

His decision to step down was the last thing he did for the department.

Saving lives was the last thing he did in this world.

The reason Fang Ziye wanted to examine this matter so carefully was because he had gradually risen to Professor Dong's position, and he had realized—

I can no longer go back to the carefree days of being a resident physician. Now I'm just a chief resident, and I have a ton of responsibilities to deal with.

Although I didn't lead a large group of people, I still dragged a large group of people along to work on a project.

Fang Ziye needs to take responsibility for this.

One point that must be considered.

If, during the course of this research, someone were to die suddenly, would I, like Professor Dong, be blamed and resented?

Definitely!
However, Fang Ziye certainly couldn't be so thorough in arranging anything, nor could he possibly consider everyone's circumstances.

For example, he was just on duty, or he just stayed up all night somewhere. Everyone's health isn't that good.

"So what Master said is right. Everyone should interact with each other. Because of Professor Chu's matter, Master must have some thoughts in mind."

"From the perspective of their senior apprentices, since they failed to get promoted because of the passing of their grandmaster, they have every reason to hold a grudge."

"But what about myself?"

"We can't live with all this for the rest of our lives, can we?"

Not everyone who doesn't get along with their teacher is a bad person, or a bad person in the conventional sense.

One thing is certain: if Professor Dong had taken into account Professor Chu's past work and consultations and surgeries, and hadn't allowed him to come to the department for shifts, then Professor Chu's unexpected sudden death would have been largely avoided.

A very direct factor.

Being in a state of extreme fatigue is one of the direct causes of sudden death.

……

When Fang Ziye washed his hands again and went on stage, Yuan Weihong turned his head and looked carefully twice, but only found Fang Ziye.

She asked in a low voice, "Why did you go out to eat with two people, but you came back alone first?"

“Master, as the chief resident, I’ve developed a habit of eating quickly, while Tingzhu eats slowly and chews her food carefully. I finished eating first and came up here first,” Fang Ziye explained, handing the belt of his sterile surgical gown to Lan Tianluo.

After Lan Tianluo took it, Fang Ziye circled around it once.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Weihong's expression froze for a moment. Finally, he retorted, "It's a miracle that a chauvinist like you can find a girlfriend."

Lan Tianlu nodded in agreement.

Fang Ziye smiled and said, "Then it must be because I'm lucky. I've had too many opportunities along the way."

After saying that, he approached the operating table, looked around the surgical field, and said, "Master, you should go eat first. Leave the rest of the surgery to me."

This makes it sound as if Fang Ziye is not a student, but a teacher.

Of course, Yuan Weihong had already mentally prepared himself for this. After listening, he stepped back and began to remove his sterile surgical gown.

After Fang Ziye took the scalpel, Yan Zhiming asked in a low voice, "Ziye, may I try my hand at it?"

While asking questions, Yan Zhiming pointed to the surgical field, as if to say to Fang Ziye that the surgical field was excellent and the surgery was progressing smoothly, so could he do some work on the leftover parts of the procedure?

Fang Ziye extinguished Yan Zhiming's hopes under his expectant gaze, and gently shook his head: "Brother Ming, this surgery really can't be done. I have to start fixing it. If you take over for a while longer, it might affect things."

Yuan Weihong hadn't left the operating room when he turned around and interrupted, "Ziye, what did you say?"

Fang Ziye, I admit you're better than me, and I admit you have better qualifications than me, but you can't look down on my achievements.

Yuan Weihong was devastated.

Fang Ziye pursed his lips and turned his head to the side: "Master, I didn't say anything. I meant that I want to continue operating."

Fang Ziye said no more, lest he really provoke Yuan Weihong.

This is a functional reconstruction procedure, not a typical one-stage surgery that causes damage, so you can apply it directly if you have only a little knowledge of it.

Yuan Weihong's current level of debridement skills is the same as Nie Mingxian's level a month ago. He can't be considered to have barely completed the task, although it looks acceptable.

After Yuan Weihong left the operating room, Lan Tianluo narrowed his eyes slightly: "Senior brother, isn't it inappropriate for you to talk like that?"

"To be honest, there's not much room for personal relationships during surgery," Fang Ziye explained before picking up the scalpel.

Fang Ziye's hands moved nimbly, and he performed debridement on the sections of wound that Yuan Weihong and Lan Tianlu had previously cleaned.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Fang Ziye had only been operating for less than three minutes when Lan Tianluo understood what Fang Ziye meant. She pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "It really does look different. It will be more thorough."

"Senior brother, your surgical skills are quite impressive now!" Lan Tianlu praised with a smile, his eyes glistening with tears.

"The debridement procedure for blepharoplasty is actually slightly different from the debridement procedure for functional double eyelid surgery. Or, to put it another way, the debridement procedure for functional reconstruction surgery should incorporate the corresponding concepts of release surgery."

"If we continue to treat it as a simple lesion, it will increase the chance of recurrence of adhesions after surgery. At this time..." Fang Ziye explained in detail while performing the procedure.

Everything is interactive. While Lan Tianluo and others were learning, Fang Ziye was also gradually improving his teaching abilities.

Teaching ability is a very mysterious thing.

Highly gifted people don't need your detailed instruction; they can understand everything on their own.

People with low aptitude will not learn no matter how detailed your teaching is.

Advanced medical surgeries cannot be achieved simply by increasing the number of surgeries performed, as this would be irresponsible to patients. Therefore, a certain level of talent is still required.

Yan Zhiming interrupted Fang Ziye during his speech, saying, "I wish I were in the audience right now so I could take some notes."

"But if you're not on the operating table, even if you're explaining using anatomical images, it's still not quite the same."

"On stage, I regret that my memory is not good enough to remember everything, so the information becomes fragmented."

Fang Ziye paused slightly, looked up and explained, "It's okay, Brother Ming, we'll take it slow. There are many surgical cases, we'll learn gradually."

"If you can learn it right away, that would be great, and we can relax a bit more."

A good memory can't beat a bad pen...

Fang Ziye continued with a detailed explanation, slightly incorporating elements of functional reconstruction and debridement techniques.

A short while later, Luo Tingzhu entered the room, stood up with her hands behind her back, and listened curiously to Fang Ziye's explanation.

Upon seeing this, Lan Tianlu tilted her head left and right before cautiously asking, "Senior Sister Luo, could you use my phone to record something for me?"

"I want to take what Brother Fang said back and listen to it one or two more times. Although I understand some of the details, I don't fully grasp the underlying principles."

Luo Tingzhu glanced at Lan Tianluo, then at Fang Ziye who had been interrupted by Lan Tianluo, nodded, and turned on the recording button on her phone.

"Senior brother, that's enough, you can continue." Lan Tianluo smiled and gestured to Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye actually felt a little sweet inside. It was as if he was getting immediate feedback when people liked and valued what he explained and taught.

This spurred Fang Ziye to work even harder.

……

When Yuan Weihong returned to the operating room, after opening the door and hearing Fang Ziye's voice, he didn't rush to wash his hands and get dressed. Instead, he stood beside Fang Ziye and listened carefully.

Two minutes later, Yuan Weihong simply wiped his hands on his body, turned around to get his phone, and didn't go on stage.

Standing beside the stage, setting aside his identity as a mentor, Yuan Weihong discovered that although Fang Ziye's teaching quality wasn't great, he was willing to share valuable insights.

This information is so technical that trying to understand it immediately would be too rushed. He needs to record it and listen to it slowly later to ponder it.

The skill level of a master and a student is still different.

Yuan Weihong's long-standing worry about the "displacement of master and apprentice" finally came to a close at this moment...

(End of this chapter)