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Chapter 459 A Series of Joyful Events (Please Subscribe)

Deng Yong believes he needs to understand this blind spot well; otherwise, he will need outsiders to provide guidance on how to plan for the future of his business.

As for going to Shanghai to perform destructive teaching surgery, that would be even more difficult.

Deng Yong said, "Professor Zheng, it's no problem to have the surgery done at your hospital, but what about the travel time from Wuhan to Shanghai?"

Zheng Haidong shrank his long neck: "Professor Deng, although our hospital is not strong enough, it is not a problem to save a leg for a few hours."

“If I encounter a similar case, I will contact Dr. Fang immediately. If Dr. Fang is willing to come over, we will talk to the patient.”

"If Dr. Fang is busy, then we will proceed according to the established procedures."

Deng Yong quickly replied, "Professor Zheng, you are too modest."

What do you mean your hospital is incompetent? If the orthopedics department of Shanghai Sixth People's Hospital is incompetent, then what about the entire Hubei province?

If someone were to say that Professor Duan Hong's team at Tongji Hospital in Hubei Province is a small step behind Professor Zheng Haidong's team, no one would disagree.

“This arrangement is very reasonable.” Deng Yong did not object.

Fang Ziye needs to go out into the world, not only to spread his name, but also to share his technology.

Deep down, every doctor has a grand dream of becoming a great healer. A great healer's vision extends beyond just one or two patients.

Good technology should not be kept secret. Promoting it widely and gaining appropriate recognition is a reasonable development path.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Haidong said, "Professor Deng, Dr. Fang, then let's agree to this."

Since Deng Yong had spoken, Fang Ziye nodded in agreement.

With that, the key issue came to an end.

Professors Zheng Haidong and Zhang Yue are both guests from afar; they will be taking a plane back later.

Deng Yong politely tried to persuade them to stay, but to no avail, so he could only arrange for someone to see them off.

However, at this moment, Duan Hong walked over and said, "Professor Deng, I have already arranged a car to take Professor Zheng and Professor Zhang. It's in the parking lot next door."

"Professor Deng, you don't need to trouble yourself."

Upon hearing this, Deng Yong immediately forced a smile and said, "Then I'll have to trouble Professor Duan."

His tone was calm, but there was a slight hint of disappointment in his eyes.

It's not anger, but rather that you're not part of that circle, and forcing your way in won't work. Deng Yong's own experience and strength haven't reached that level yet.

Even if you manage to get in now, others won't immediately become your best friends; it will take some time for you to get to know each other.

Not only are Zheng Haidong and Zhang Yue leaving, but Professor Wang Cheng from Xiangya Hospital is also leaving.

Professor Wang Cheng was in direct contact with Professor Deng Yong, thanks to the introduction by Professor Xu Long from Xiangya Hospital.

However, Professor Wang Cheng was going to the high-speed rail station, not the airport, and Deng Yong arranged for someone to take him there...

After Deng Yong, Fang Ziye, and the others saw the three visiting professors off to their cars, they then slowly walked back with Professor Duan Hong and Professor Qi Qiaowen.

As the crowd moved through the night, the streetlights gradually lengthened their shadows.

Duan Hong reached out his chubby hand and patted Fang Ziye on the shoulder: "Ziye, send Wu Xuanqi your bank card account number."

"Note the bank where the account was opened".

Fang Ziye's heart tightened upon hearing this, but he immediately nodded: "Thank you, Teacher Duan."

"It's only fair. But it's just a small tip," Duan Hong replied.

Then Duan Hong, Deng Yong, and Qi Qiaowen walked forward, while Wu Xuanqi approached directly and said, "Ziye, if this lecture is given by a professor, the number of students should be around this."

Wu Xuanqi made an eight-shaped hand gesture.

“But at your level, this is the limit. It’s a hard and fast rule in economics. It’s not easy to break.” Wu Xuanqi then gave Fang Ziye an 'ok' sign.

Fang Ziye was also very happy to hear this.

In the era of paid knowledge, how can you invite someone to give a lecture without paying? This isn't a public lecture.

In just a few days, he earned 30,000 yuan. Although he still had to pay taxes and only received a little over 20,000 yuan, Fang Ziye was still very happy with this income.

"Brother Qi, it's okay, as long as it's there. I'm not greedy." Fang Ziye said, taking out his phone to start editing the message.

There's nothing to be ashamed of taking it; it's funded by the medical association, not by Duan Hong personally.

"I've sent it to you," Fang Ziye said.

Wu Xuanqi didn't look at his phone. Instead, he put his arm around Fang Ziye's shoulder and gave him a thumbs up: "Good brother, this is for you."

"However, I want to talk to you about something else today, and that is that the epidermal growth factor that appeared in your department before is really not fake."

"The medicine is real, and the therapeutic effect is real; it's just that the procedure is fake. It works very well and can accelerate the healing of patients' wounds to some extent."

"If you were to take the time to recover and the length of hospital stay for the corresponding patients, you would understand what I mean."

"Of course, I'm very sorry that this matter has had a negative impact on you..."

Fang Ziye looked at Wu Xuanqi, hesitated for only a second, and replied, "Brother Qi, you're exaggerating."

"I don't know what happened either!"

"Therefore, there is nothing I can do."

Fang Ziye knew he could never match Wu Xuanqi's ability to win people over.

Of course, if it's hard to win someone over, then don't bother. Everyone has their own strengths, and there's no need to copy someone else's path.

“Ziye, I didn’t say it was related to you, nor did I ask you for help.”

Wu Xuanqi's voice turned cold as he asked, "Did someone contact you before me?"

Fang Ziye nodded, but did not elaborate.

Wu Xuanqi then said, "Human nature is unpredictable. The company's high-pressure policies may indeed speed up the process, but they can also give rise to many methods that are difficult for us to understand."

"The development of domestic pharmaceutical companies faces great obstacles. Countless eyes are watching, hoping to find loopholes and destroy domestic pharmaceutical companies."

"It's not easy for domestic pharmaceutical companies to create original products, and the market is full of substandard and counterfeit products."

"But don't worry, Boss Chen has already shifted his focus from Shanghai back to Hubei Province and is personally overseeing things there. So, things like this will definitely not happen again."

Wu Xuanqi shook his head again and said, "There are some things that are better left unknown, so that you can maintain your true self."

Wu Xuanqi released Fang Ziye and then walked alongside him.

Fang Ziye looked at Wu Xuanqi's profile and realized that the other man had a lot more to tell in that instant.

However, everyone's past is just a story. Since Wu Xuanqi didn't intend to be honest, Fang Ziye didn't pursue it and happily continued on his own path.

On the way back to the lecture hall, Fang Ziye and Wu Xuanqi remained silent. After saying goodbye, Wu Xuanqi went to find Professor Deng Yong.

Fang Ziye found Luo Tingzhu in the last seat. Luo Tingzhu was surrounded by several well-dressed-looking brothers who were politely eavesdropping on her.

However, as soon as Fang Ziye approached, Luo Tingzhu stood up and said, "Dear teachers, my boyfriend is here."

The group turned around, saw Fang Ziye smiling at them, nodded to each other in greeting, and then left.

"Tingzhu, are they also looking for you to add you on WeChat?" Fang Ziye asked.

"And some of them are just showing off." Luo Tingzhu was probably annoyed to no end, so she complained directly.

Orthopedic surgeons are not considered to have low incomes within the surgical profession.

Income is the economic pillar, which does lead some people to believe that money can buy women.

"Just ignore it from now on."

“This is Zhongnan Hospital, and there are many fellow students nearby. If we encounter something like this in the future, we can just call for help,” Fang Ziye said.

Fang Ziye does not participate in the evaluation of similar matters from any angle.

During last year's Young Physicians Skills Competition, some people with very good backgrounds were "taken away" for questioning.

What could Fang Ziye say about such a situation? He could only say to do his best.

It's their freedom to do whatever they want with their money. As long as they do their job as doctors honestly and don't provoke Fang Ziye, Fang Ziye won't even bother to condemn them from a moral standpoint.

"Okay, senior brother."

"I'm heading back now. You'll probably be busy here for a long time," Luo Tingzhu said, looking at the crowd in line.

"Okay, when you go back, buy some chilled watermelon. It's been a long time since I've had fruit," Fang Ziye said with a grin.

"Would you like any other fruit?" Luo Tingzhu agreed without hesitation.

"I don't want anything else, you can buy whatever you want..." Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu has the kind of physique that allows her to eat whatever she wants without gaining weight, which is probably enough to make most people jealous.

Otherwise, given her love of food, she would have weighed 130 or 140 pounds long ago, but her current weight still hovers around 100 pounds.

……

"Hello, Dr. Fang."

"Hello, Dr. Fang."

As Fang Ziye walked into the queue, many people, both acquaintances and strangers, greeted him, giving him a sense of being the center of attention.

However, Fang Ziye had already pulled through on the podium before, so he didn't show much emotional fluctuation at this moment.

Fang Ziye found a seat, opened his backpack and pulled out his notebook and pen: "Dear teachers, seniors, and brothers, you can also line up and register here, and here..."

Fang Ziye didn't put on any superior airs when it came to things that Nie Mingxian and Yan Zhiming could do. After serving as a guest speaker at the lecture, he also took on the role of a staff member.

Fang Ziye's shout immediately attracted a large crowd.

At 10:20 PM, Fang Ziye and his two companions finally finished registering those who wanted to practice using animal models of traumatic injury and those who needed to learn the basic theories of traumatic injury treatment principles and surgical procedures. Their hands were a little sore.

After everyone who had registered left one after another, the lecture hall gradually became quiet.

Previously, the place was bustling with noise, but now only Deng Yong, Yuan Weihong, and a few others remain.

The others, such as a group of senior professors and members from other affiliated hospitals, all left on their own.

The organizer of this lecture was not Zhongnan Hospital. Fang Ziye from Zhongnan Hospital was invited to speak, and of course, he was not responsible for the accommodation of the participants.

Fang Ziye could understand why Yuan Weihong didn't leave, but he was a little surprised that Professor Deng Yong also didn't leave.

Deng Yong, holding his phone, sat sideways in a chair, tilting his head to look in Fang Ziye's direction, his gaze calm.

Upon seeing this, Fang Ziye quickly clipped his notebook and pen together and ran forward, asking, "Master, you haven't left yet?"

As Deng Yong drew closer to Fang Ziye, the corners of his mouth gradually curved into a smile—

"Registration complete?"

"Approximately how many people are there?" Deng Yong asked.

"I have twenty-seven people here, including all kinds of basic information, so the process is relatively slow." After registering, Fang Ziye wrote the statistics at the bottom.

"Junior brother who will be helping out later, you can arrange your own late-night snack. I won't arrange it for you. You've grown up quite a bit already."

"It's getting late, I need to go back and rest." Deng Yong stretched and yawned, his face beaming, and the mole on his lip almost fell off.

"Master, is there something good to share with me?" Fang Ziye asked, standing respectfully in front of Deng Yong.

"Hmm~~~~~"

"Hmm!~" Deng Yong stretched and changed positions several times, and also yawned several times.

Zhou Shen straightened up and said, "Indeed, I have three good things to share with you."

As the saying goes, good fortune never comes in pairs, but misfortunes never come singly.

"Including the good thing you enjoyed today, that makes five things in total."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye rolled his eyes, listened quietly, and decided not to disturb Deng Yong's interest.

"First, Professor Zheng Haidong called me very cautiously on his way to the airport, saying that he would nominate you to serve in the Trauma Surgery Branch of the Chinese Medical Association this year or next."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye immediately said, "Master? You didn't apply to join the Trauma Surgery Branch of the Chinese Medical Association, did you?"

The trauma surgery branch of the Chinese Medical Association included Duan Hong, Qi Qiaowen, and another senior professor from Tongji Hospital.

Deng Yong's application is still in progress.

The entry threshold is quite high; most of the students are professors from Shanghai and Kyoto.

"You are currently a youth committee member. But so be it, this will be a great help for your future progress."

After Deng Yong finished speaking, he pointed to Liu Haihua who was nearby, indicating that he should wait at the door, and then rudely lit a cigarette.

After the fireworks began to swirl, Professor Duan Hong proposed that once limb-preserving surgery has matured in Hubei Province, a limb-preserving medical consortium should be established to create a direct, one-to-one referral relationship.

“In this process, we can consider applying for a limb-saving association. I don’t know if we can succeed. If we can, limb-saving surgery could even evolve into a subspecialty.”

“Ziye, you and I both know that once the miniature extracorporeal circulation device that Nie Mingxian and we developed is successfully applied in clinical practice, it will be an explosive event. Limb salvage will develop into a separate subspecialty system. This is no joke.”

"If this association is established, Yuan Weihong and you will be appointed as the chairman and vice chairman, respectively. You can be mentally prepared."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye swallowed hard.

Why create original content? This is the significance of creating original content!
Originality is the most fundamental driving force behind every groundbreaking achievement.

By registering this title, Fang Ziye can now travel freely throughout the country, regardless of his professional title. This can be considered the first step in a leap beyond mere formality.

When discussing limb salvage surgery, one cannot ignore the name Fang Ziye.

"Master, isn't this thinking too far ahead? Our immediate focus is on limb-sparing treatment and functional reconstruction for upper limb injuries, as well as limb transplantation!" Fang Ziye asked.

"It is indeed a bit far, but not as far as you imagine."

Deng Yong continued, "Let's put this topic aside for now; it will definitely be of great benefit to you."

"The third thing can actually be divided into two, but I've combined them together because they are both arrangements made by this institution."

"The hospital's research department is selecting an outstanding young researcher, and you've already been chosen."

"Of course, this kind of pre-selection doesn't mean that someone else has pre-selected you; it means that your research results have made you pre-selected."

"Furthermore, the hospital hopes that you can take on a certain position in the Youth Scientific Research Forum. Although this position is just nominal, it will be beneficial for you to move towards the administrative side in the future."

"As for the other matter, the departure of two professors in hand surgery has led to a standstill in the development of hand surgery."

"If we cannot recruit enough excellent hand surgeons to fill the gaps, our hospital's hand surgery department may not make any progress within five years."

"Based on this, the hospital hopes that you can consider leading a team in the hand surgery department for a period of time."

"Misconduct and overstepping boundaries make it easier to get temporary assignments and promotions!" Deng Yong offered a simple suggestion.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye narrowed his eyes slightly and understood what Professor Deng Yong meant: "Master, you mean that we should leave the functional reconstruction and limb transplantation to the hand surgery department."

"Our trauma surgery focuses on functional rehabilitation, or even deeper levels?"

If Deng Yong truly has such thoughts and courage, Fang Ziye feels that Deng Yong's vision and mind are truly extraordinary.

After all, the current opportunity for hand surgery in hospitals can be infinitely compressed and eroded, eventually leading to a situation where major trauma surgery is replaced by minor hand surgery.

Is Deng Yong willing to retire gracefully and push hand surgery to a peak that doesn't belong to it?
"Our orthopedics department operates as a unified entity with the outside world!"

"Outsiders won't treat us like family just because we are hand surgeons and we are trauma surgeons."

"Look at Xiangya No. 2 Hospital, isn't one person a metaphor for an entire group?"

"Personally, I still think that Liu Huanglong is more suited to develop further in hand surgery, rather than coming to our trauma surgery department to perform functional reconstruction surgery in the hand."

“Microsurgery is a platform that is sufficient for him to realize his ambitions and talents,” Deng Yong analyzed.

Fang Ziye slowly sat down beside Deng Yong, watching him stuff cigarette ash and butts into a mineral water bottle, and cautiously asked, "Master, but we don't know what Professor Liu's personal thoughts are either?"

"No one is willing to give up their profession easily."

"Just like you, you wouldn't easily give up trauma surgery and orthopedics to develop in general surgery, it's the same principle."

“Functional reconstruction and limb transplantation have a high enough ceiling, which is definitely enough for Liu Huanglong to develop.”

"Liu Huanglong was willing to come to Zhongnan Hospital, partly because of you, and partly because he was forced out by Zhongnan Hospital."

"He would definitely be willing to crush it back!"

“This is a matter of inner conflict,” Deng Yong said.

"As for the last good thing, it is that you received the second prize of the provincial natural science award and the third prize of the technological invention award."

"It is extremely rare in the medical field for the same person to receive two honors at the same time."

"This time, there are 44 awards in Natural Sciences, including 9 first prizes, 14 second prizes, and 21 third prizes. There are 42 awards in Technological Invention, including 11 first prizes, 16 second prizes, and 15 third prizes. There are 190 awards in Science and Technology Progress, including 3 special prizes, 35 first prizes, 75 second prizes, and 77 third prizes."

"The National Natural Science Award is not easy to win. You can only be nominated if you make a major breakthrough in basic research!" Deng Yong said.

Fang Ziye burst out laughing.

Whether it's a provincial-level or national-level natural science award, both are highly prestigious.

The Natural Science Award is one of the awards that every researcher hopes to receive, and it is very difficult to obtain.

Fang Ziye's research and articles did not immediately bring him wealth and honor, but basic research is like a bottle of fine wine.

It needs to be fermented.

The HIK2 pathway and its subsequent pathways are among the most fundamental research pathways in the field of biochemistry. Fang Ziye's ability to advance it into animal experiments and establish animal experimental models represents a fundamental breakthrough that breaks through a previous limitation.

It is both an invention and a discovery.

"Stop laughing, or you'll drool."

"Go on, you've enjoyed the good things, it's time to spend some money. Treat some people to a meal. These fellow disciples have been working so hard for you for so long, if you don't treat them, I'll beat you up!" Deng Yong stretched out his hand and made a gesture.

Then he took the mineral water bottle, which had been 'urinated' by cigarette smoke, and strode away.

Fang Ziye jogged a few more steps: "Master, you're really not going?"

"I'm not going. I'm getting old and need to avoid staying up late. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"Don't drink!" Deng Yong said to himself before leaving.

Fang Ziye carefully considered the good news that Deng Yong had relayed to him, and he wished he could write it all down in a notebook.

However, Professor Deng Yong is right.

Today's lecture brought me both fame and money. The other fellow students, aside from serving as staff, didn't receive any special benefits.

Therefore, you should still treat others to a meal.

Nowadays, Fang Ziye is no longer in charge of the emergency surgery shifts; he only needs to rush to the operating room after Wang Yuanqi makes a phone call.

Afterwards, Fang Ziye found Yuan Weihong and asked him to bring his master's wife along. Then, led by Yuan Weihong, he and a group of fellow disciples marched towards the barbecue stall in a grand procession.

Two tables were set up...

The final expenses will definitely be over four or five thousand, but compared to Fang Ziye's gains and string of happy events, this expense is nothing at all...

Fang Ziye, as the main character, had his lips twitching from the smile, but he still smiled happily.

At this moment, Fang Ziye finally understood a little bit about the happiness that Yuan Weihong and Professor Deng Yong had experienced before.

(End of this chapter)