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Chapter 463 Rising Fame (Please Subscribe)

"We are honored to have Dr. Fang Ziye from the Department of Surgery as a lecturer for our hospital's Youth Research Forum. Everyone, please welcome him," Liang Quyuan posted in the group chat.

Then an incredible thing happened.

Vascular surgeon Liu Faming: "Hello, Director Fang!"

Neurosurgeon Hong Jiangchao: "Hello, Director Fang!"

Nephrology Department Director Zhu Xuanming: "Hello, Director Fang!"

Li Hongxing, Department of Gastrointestinal Surgery: "Hello, Director Fang!"

Thoracic surgeon Li Wenzhao: "Hello, Director Fang!"

Emergency Surgery Department, Deng Zhi: "Hello, Director Fang!"

Hand surgeon Zhu Hui: "Hello, Director Fang!"

"..."

Seeing this, Liang Quyuan grinned and looked at Fang Ziye.

This also includes Xie Xiao, of course.

Fang Ziye also looked at the two of them, and then found that many of the senior members of the surgical team and the chief resident brothers were very helpful in queuing up, and soon there were forty or fifty unread messages.

To be honest, Fang Ziye rarely displayed such a grand display before.

However, Fang Ziye was very familiar with all these acquaintances in the group. He could even match their faces with their names.

"President Fang, it seems you still have a very strong sense of recognition among everyone?" Liang Quyuan said with a forced smile.

"Brother Liang, I'm a chief resident now, so everyone gives me face!"

Fang Ziye offered a brief explanation, without being overly modest.

Fang Ziye has indeed built a considerable network of connections within the inpatient team, having made many acquaintances, both proactively and passively.

Not to brag, but if Fang Ziye needs to call for a consultation now, one phone call will bring a lot of people over.

Because when they asked Fang Ziye for a consultation, Fang Ziye would almost never refuse if he was available.

Remote consultations and image viewing are also readily available.

Seeing that the queue was still going on, Liang Quyuan decided there was no need for further pleasantries.

Only after leaving the administration building and seeing the queue gradually shorten did he say, "I can see Mr. Fang's influence, so I won't waste any more time introducing him."

"We're all colleagues, like one big family. Let's communicate and interact more in the future."

"If any of you have a favorite mentor and would like to seek their guidance, you can submit your application in the group. We will arrange for a lecturer to discuss and exchange research-related issues with you as appropriate."

Liang Quyuan is probably the person in charge of the mentor team right now, so after he said that, everyone's comments gradually calmed down and turned into other 'crooked paths'.

Hand surgeon Zhu Hui: "May I ask Mr. Fang for advice on how to find a girlfriend?"

There were no other superiors in the group; they were all young doctors.

Sports Medicine Cao Runyuan: "@Hand Surgery Zhu Hui, Brother Hui, I've already taken a screenshot. How many meals would it take to stop me from sending it to my sister-in-law?"

Soon, people started queuing up again, saying, "I've already taken a screenshot! @Hand Surgeon Zhu Hui."

"I've already taken a screenshot..."

Hand surgeon Zhu Hui: "Just kidding, don't take it seriously. I'm asking on behalf of my friend."

Jiang Xue, Department of Respiratory Medicine: "By the way, has such an outstanding CEO Fang been won over by any of the ladies? Is it someone from the group?"

Gastrointestinal Surgeon Chen Hongxing: "Is it another sister who has succeeded?"

"..."

Okay, the topic veered off course again with the involvement of the surgeons.

The group admin is responsible for any rumors spread within the group.

The current group owner is Liang Quyuan.

Seeing that the topic was about to go astray, Liang Quyuan said, "President Fang, why don't you chat for a bit in the group and steer the conversation back on track?"

"The atmosphere in your surgery department is too heavy."

Liang Quyuan put it very subtly: you surgeons are all too sly. Just watch how this conversation is going.

Fang Ziye said, "Brother Liang, I'll try sending it later. I still need to go to the operating room; our department's surgeries haven't finished yet."

"Brother Liang, Sister Xiao, see you next time."

"See you next time, bye-bye!" Xie Xiao seemed to have found her strengths and waved to Fang Ziye.

She really looks like a little girl, even younger than Chen Guo from the breast and thyroid surgery department.

Fang Ziye replied in the group: "Thank you all for the warm welcome, and thank you all for spreading rumors so tirelessly. But that's all."

"Has our image become a little tarnished?"

Emergency Department Chief Resident Guo Piaopiao: "Is it possible that it was already broken a long time ago?"

Fang Ziye: "..."

That means there's no fun left.

The mud fell into his crotch, and there was no way to explain it anymore, so Fang Ziye simply gave up trying to explain.

This lecture at the Youth Scientific Research Forum was undoubtedly Fang Ziye's first step towards becoming a member of the entire hospital. After checking the messages in the group and finding nothing too outrageous, Fang Ziye chatted with them for a few minutes before heading into the operating room.

The old man guarding the operating room recognized Fang Ziye and, with a smile, prepared scrubs, a mask, and a cap for him, saying, "Mr. Fang, you're back again? You must be very busy all day."

"Hello, Uncle Liu." Fang Ziye recognized the old man.

Uncle Liu has a photographic memory; he can remember everyone in the surgical team, the anesthesiology department, and the operating room nurses, except for the interns. It's a remarkable ability.

"Mr. Fang, I have a relative who is also hospitalized in your department. Will you be performing the surgery? He has been paralyzed for a long time, and I was the one who recommended you, Dr. Fang," Uncle Liu said with a smile.

Fang Ziye was taken aback upon hearing this: "Thank you for your trust, Uncle Liu. I should be the one to perform the surgery."

“Others also helped.”

"That's good, thank you Mr. Fang." Uncle Liu looked at Fang Ziye with a smile, a smile that was hard to describe.

Fang Ziye, wearing a pair of green rubber slippers, touched his nose after entering the changing room.

My mindset gradually stabilized.

Rising to fame is inevitable, and as one's surgeries improve and the team matures, one's name will eventually be known far beyond just within the hospital.

What if it affects the entire province, or even the whole country?
"The essence is still one's own strength. All respect is based on certain conditions." After Fang Ziye realized this, he returned to the operating room and waited for everyone to come off the operating table and for the attending physician to push the patient to the ward.

Fang Ziye then approached Yuan Weihong and said, "Master, let's go out and find a private room to talk in detail today. Before I came, I had already asked Jie Han to temporarily leave the animal laboratory."

"Should we invite Master's wife and Xiao Qi to come along?"

Within the group, the discussion this time focused on the more nuanced relationship between manual reduction techniques and the novel fracture classifications they had previously worked on.

Through model simulation, Lan Tianluo has made the definition between manual reduction and fracture classification clearer and more precise.

Furthermore, Fang Ziye revised some of the current manual repositioning techniques and named them 'Lifting Repositioning Technique'.

Fang Ziye did not name it after himself.

These repositioning techniques were not summarized by Fang Ziye himself, but rather modified.

If one day a more complete ancient book is published, recording these repositioning techniques, Fang Ziye will be unable to explain them clearly.

To reiterate, if Fang Ziye doesn't understand traditional medicine yet, he shouldn't force himself to go in that direction.

The manual repositioning technique of traditional medicine can be used excessively in clinical practice, but one should not try to claim it as one's own. Fang Ziye has no shortage of such a way to gain fame.

However, it is essential to improve the correspondence between fracture classification and manual reduction techniques.

"Your teacher's wife and Xiaoqi went back to their maternal grandmother's house."

"Ziye, have you forgotten about the summer vacation?" Yuan Weihong asked with a smile.

Fang Ziye forced an awkward laugh.

summer vacation.

Oh right, it's August now, and both the children and teachers have summer vacation.

Summer vacation is irrelevant to most people, so Fang Ziye didn't react for a moment. And even if he did, he didn't know that his teacher's wife would take Xiao Qi back to her parents' home.

Wu Xuanqi and Nie Mingxian were very sensible and took the initiative to organize a "team building" activity.

They shouldn't get involved in the junior disciples' gatherings.

……

They discussed the matter while eating, and they even brought a projector that didn't require a screen. After revising some details of the article, they were able to finalize the draft.

However, Fang Ziye discovered that his two junior colleagues had also been busy, and they had even produced another article on basic scientific research, which they also presented for everyone to revise.

However, this was definitely not something that was intended to be corrected on the spot; it was just something that was sent to everyone and taken home to be modified.

After Lan Tianluo finished his task, Fang Ziye took out the theoretical and operational manuscripts he had previously revised and said, "Master, this is the theoretical manuscript I shared with you based on Teacher Liu's suggestion."

“There are a few points that I can’t clearly describe in words, so I’d like to point them out separately. I hope you don’t mind.”

"These places are specifically located at the adductor tendon hiatus..."

After the feast of teaching is over, what remains is the real feast.

Three people, six dishes—Yuan Weihong is truly generous.

However, considering that Yuan Weihong received a huge share of last year's year-end research bonus, this small expense is nothing.

While eating, Yuan Weihong said, "Jie Han, Tian Luo, you two shouldn't think about graduating early and then doing residency training after graduation. Since you are already professional master's students, just honestly finish your residency training."

"As for the issue of graduating with a doctorate, it is not a problem at all for the two of you."

Jie Han and Lan Tianlu both nodded.

“Master, no rush. We’re not in a hurry.” “After graduation, there will be even more junior brothers, and the atmosphere might not be as good as it is now.” Lan Tianlu spoke the truth.

As the number of members in a sect increases, the atmosphere tends to become more and more fragmented.

As a teacher, Yuan Weihong has to consider more and more people and issues, and there will definitely be people who feel that the distribution is unfair.

The most important thing in life is to enjoy the present moment.

Yuan Weihong felt the topic was too heavy, so he started another conversation: "Ziye, I heard you were dominating the group chat today?"

"You've built such a large network in just a few months?"

Fang Ziye thought to himself, "Master Yuan Weihong really has a wide network of connections." He smiled and said, "Master, giving me face is just the icing on the cake!"

"Everyone is happy to get involved, but it doesn't really count as a real network."

Fang Ziye's current network of contacts consists mainly of people in the orthopedics department. This is the kind of people who will genuinely consider and plan for Fang Ziye's future when he encounters problems.

However, if it's someone in a group, 99% of them will choose to just watch the show.

When flowers bloom, everyone praises them; when walls fall, everyone pushes them down.

Yuan Weihong said, "But no matter what, your influence is actually stronger than your master's."

"Tianluo, this is how he made it through his own hard work and ability."

"Instead of relying on food and social skills."

"True social skills lie in your inner strength, how much benefit you can bring to others, and whether you can solve their problems, not in empty talk!"

"Relationships built on empty talk are the easiest to establish, but also the easiest to collapse. Only connections earned through one's own abilities are the most stable."

"If your senior brother hadn't held a certain degree of control within the hospital that almost no one else had, he wouldn't have achieved his current fame."

"Don't be fooled by the calm and composed demeanor of the people in the department. They truly remember their gratitude towards your senior colleague."

"The aging population in our society is becoming increasingly serious, and every family's elderly person may have mobility issues or something similar."

"In families that are not short of money, what they desire most is health."

"If you don't believe me, have your senior post on his WeChat Moments that he's a bit depressed. His phone will be ringing off the hook within days, asking him what's wrong."

Lan Tianluo and Jie Han remained silent for a moment, then nodded.

Doctors are respected because they can solve your health problems. When you can truly solve other people's health problems, your network will expand naturally.

This is different from whether you can provide him with hospitalization facilities.

Fang Ziye said, "Master, it's not appropriate for you to put all of this on me. Everyone has contributed."

Yuan Weihong said, "What you and I understand, patients and their families don't see it that way!"

"Anyone with eyes can see that as long as you, Fang Ziye, jump off the plane, take a few people, and work hard yourself, you can do a good job of the surgery, which is something that cannot be done anywhere else at present."

"Even if the techniques for damage and functional reconstruction are promoted in the future, people will still trust you, Fang Ziye, the most. You will always be the label of this technique."

"This is already an established fact, whether you're in the industry or not."

“Now that you’ve performed this surgical procedure, the person who understands you best, Fang Ziye, is no longer yourself.”

"You know, right?" Yuan Weihong continued to explain some principles to Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye didn't understand these principles because he hadn't grown up.

"..."

After leaving the private room, Yuan Weihong comforted him, saying, "Ziye, don't put too much pressure on yourself. You need to understand that your fame wasn't something you cheated; it was something you earned through hard work."

"You don't need to do anything special, just be yourself."

"For example, in August, you can start upper limb injuries and hand function reconstruction surgery. For lower limb injuries and function reconstruction surgery, you just need to ensure the quality."

"The hospital upgraded our trauma surgery operating room to three rooms just for you. That means our three teams can have surgery every day."

"To solve the problem of insufficient resources, patients can expand the resources, you know?" Yuan Weihong reminded Fang Ziye.

Is there a shortage of operating rooms in the trauma surgery department? Is the hospital lacking in resources?

If you don't have enough, then build it for me! Even a secondary hospital can get funding to build an operating room, so why can't I build an operating room for Zhongnan Hospital?
If you're really determined, you have enough funds and a team to expand your orthopedic building by adding two operating rooms on basement levels one and two.

“Master, we should try our best to make good use of these resources!” Fang Ziye understood, but he was considering a deeper issue.

The operating room hasn't been expanded yet; the new operating room was transferred from another department. Although it wasn't set up or requested by the trauma surgery department itself, since the trauma surgery department benefited from it, you have to bear the consequences.

Fang Ziye did indeed feel that the department needed an operating room.

There's no other reason than that more and more people in the department have become very skilled.

With Wu Xuanqi's addition, the number of relatively experienced doctors in the department has now increased to five.

Liu Huanglong, Wu Xuanqi, Nie Mingxian, Lan Tianluo, Yuan Weihong.

This is an incredibly large amount of data, okay?

However, they all still need further training and cannot be taken out for individual practice.

They are not like Fang Ziye, who can advance from level four to level five in an instant; they still need to hone their skills gradually.

Moreover, they are still climbing from level three to level four proficiency.

Once one person reaches level 4 proficiency, they can officially announce that they are starting their own team.

"Don't worry, Ziye, we won't waste this good opportunity."

"There are many people studying diligently in Jiehan, including Wu Xuanqi, his senior classmates, and doctors from the Provincial People's Hospital and Xiehe Hospital."

"The demand for functional reconstruction surgery in the entire Hubei Province is so high that even our four hospitals combined can't handle it all, and it might take decades to meet it!"

"The hospital has now upgraded the access we have been granted to from the second tier to the first tier."

"The expansion of the operating room, the expansion of the animal testing laboratory, and the proposed establishment of a specialized basic laboratory—all of this is related to the efforts of all of us, but your contribution, Fang Ziye, is indispensable."

"I just don't seem to know what benefits I can give you for the time being," Yuan Weihong said, rubbing his bald spot.

"The money is extremely high, even higher than that of a senior attending physician. Your promotion time has been compressed to the extreme. As soon as the time comes, you will definitely be promoted to the first tier, and no one can stop you."

"However, some national and provincial policies make it difficult to make things easier for you. Medicine is a rigorous discipline, and your experience cannot be imitated, so it's not appropriate to set a precedent for it."

"And what about your search for a research assistant? Has anything been done?" Yuan Weihong asked.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Master, some people have signed up, but I don't think they are quite suitable."

"My plan is to hire one person first and keep one on hand for emergencies. But the first one I hire will either be someone who doesn't know anything or someone who's just been put in there to get some experience, so it's pointless."

Fang Ziye needs someone who knows nothing and can't do anything to take the money?
There's no need for anyone with real ability to come here to gain experience, use them as a stepping stone, and then leave after a while. Fang Ziye will then have to find other assistants.

……

On the way back, Fang Ziye received many invitations to dinners and drinking parties.

Most of them were acquaintances, but there were also strangers, some whose names they'd never even heard of. There were even some bold girls who added Fang Ziye on WeChat, saying they hoped to get to know him.

Fang Ziye refused all requests to get to know them.

Fang Ziye agreed to all those who wanted to exchange ideas and even made notes on them. He reasoned that those who said this were genuinely interested in sharing.

After adding him as a friend, Fang Ziye ignored all those who wanted to use his connections.

Just kidding. Given the current state of trauma surgery, why would Fang Ziye bother with back channels? There's no need. Fang Ziye only uses his connections and influence with his closest and dearest people.

If they need him, even if Fang Ziye has to give up his future and quit being a trauma surgeon at Zhongnan Hospital, he still has to leave!

other people?

Fang Ziye couldn't do that.

That evening, Fang Ziye sat on the bed with Luo Tingzhu in his arms, sorting through Fang Ziye's personal information.

Luo Tingzhu said as if playing whack-a-mole, "I know this one, I know this one too. This person has some ulterior motives. I added him before, but he kept inviting me to dinner, so I ignored him."

"However, his abilities and strength are still quite good."

"He should be in the urology department, and he's probably already at the attending physician level."

"and this……"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye asked, "Tingzhu, did many people add you as a friend before?"

Luo Tingzhu nodded: "Mm!"

"Most of them just want to chat casually, and I ignore those who don't want to talk about professional matters."

"Of course, there are also some senior students who genuinely wanted to collaborate with me. We did some projects together. At the time, I was helping them with their work and accumulating experience, so later I was able to do it on my own."

"Senior brother, is this Senior Sister Xie Xiao?" Luo Tingzhu suddenly noticed a profile picture, sat up and tilted her head.

“Yes, Xie Xiao from the Department of Rheumatology and Immunology is now another lecturer at the Youth Research Forum. She’s the amazing senior sister you told me about before,” Fang Ziye said.

"Senior Sister Xie is so aloof. I've added her on WeChat several times before, but she never replied to me," Luo Tingzhu said, a little disappointed.

However, it was clear that Luo Tingzhu didn't harbor any resentment towards Xie Xiao; she just felt regretful.

"Senior Sister Xie Xiao is indeed quite introverted."

"We didn't say much today..."

Fang Ziye suddenly thought of something at this point: "Tingzhu, is Professor Xu Long not coming to our hospital starting next month?"

For three months, from May to July, Professor Xu Long was no longer seen in the operating room, which Fang Ziye found a bit regrettable.

Professor Xu Long's visit to Central South University was actually an "absurd" event orchestrated by Fang Ziye himself, but it was also a very unique experience.

"Yes. Professor Xu's skills are already better than mine. He has a solid foundation and is a researcher in this field. He can already perform anesthesia independently, so he naturally doesn't need to come to our hospital anymore."

"Professor Xu said he is very grateful to you," Luo Tingzhu relayed the message.

“I also want to thank him,” Fang Ziye said.

Xu Long taught Fang Ziye two words: honesty.

(End of this chapter)