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Chapter 465 Receiving the Award and Outstanding Graduate (Please Subscribe)
People in different positions do different things.

Fang Ziye could certainly promote it himself or persuade other seniors in the animal laboratory, but that would definitely take more time.

The same thing, the same result—if teacher Deng Yong could intervene, given his influence, it would only be a matter of a few words or a few phone calls.

Fang Ziye can then comfortably devote his time to other things, saving time and energy costs.

Fang Ziye no longer needs to cultivate relationships with colleagues and seniors in the animal testing laboratory to highlight his talent.

Despite pretending to fight, Deng Yong carefully considered Fang Ziye's suggestion and nodded: "Okay, I'll help you with this."

"Thank you, Master." Fang Ziye smiled happily.

Deng Yong treats his students very well, not specifically targeting Li Yuanpei, and he certainly doesn't care about adding Fang Ziye to the mix.

From Fang Ziye's perspective, both sides are equally dear to him. Perhaps Deng Yong wasn't perfect for him, but in most cases, Deng Yong reserved the best resources for him.

It's just that Fang Ziye has a greater sense of identification with Yuan Weihong compared to him.

"The provincial science and technology department will be holding an awards ceremony in a couple of days. You should go, right?" Deng Yong changed the subject.

Winning a provincial-level award is a very positive thing for orthopedics. It is also the result of the team's long-term hard work.

“Master, are you going too? I’ll go with you.” Fang Ziye asked.

In previous projects, the team led by Deng Yong was basically credited, so although the core reason for the two awards this time was Fang Ziye.

However, Fang Ziye only had his main name listed; the team leader for the other award was still Deng Yong.

"We definitely have to go. The provincial-level natural science award involves all walks of life, and there are not many places available in the medical field. This time, there are only three nominations in orthopedics, and our Zhongnan Hospital has two of them."

"Then can I not go?" Deng Yong smiled, and the mole on the corner of his mouth trembled slightly.

How could Deng Yong not go to the scene to experience such a joyful moment?
Provincial-level awards naturally don't sound as prestigious as national-level ones, but this time, another nominee in orthopedics came from the Department of Hand Surgery at Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

This is an award that even the major orthopedic departments at Tongji Hospital couldn't win, and Director Du of the department takes it very seriously.

If Director Du were also listed as an official, he would be willing to be present to witness it. It's just that he didn't have that opportunity.

Next, Deng Yong asked about the basic situation of trauma surgery again.

Upon hearing Fang Ziye say that the trauma surgery department was operating relatively smoothly, Deng Yong's expression was complex and conflicted, a mixture of happiness and disappointment.

The trauma surgery department continued to operate even without him, which made him both happy and a little disappointed, as it fully proved that he, Deng Yong, was not entirely irreplaceable.

Irreplaceability is the ultimate manifestation of a person's role.

After saying goodbye to Deng Yong in the hand surgery office, Fang Ziye went straight to the operating room.

Although Fang Ziye wasn't officially required to perform the surgery today, he still needed to go down and check on the situation so he could be ready to go on stage at any time.

Once in the operating room, Fang Ziye watched as Liu Huanglong, Nie Mingxian, Wu Xuanqi, and Chen Fang worked together seamlessly and steadily, so he could only sit under the operating room's timer panel and play on his phone.

Occasionally, I would stand up and glance around the operating table, then sit back down to play on my phone, browsing short articles on research advice or cutting-edge scientific advancements on public accounts.

At this moment, Fang Ziye finally understood the feeling his mentor, Professor Deng Yong, had before—that crawling feeling of being able to perform surgery he was very good at, but not being able to "go on stage."

Fang Ziye felt an itch in his hands and really wanted to go on stage.

However, other people need surgical practice to grow, so Fang Ziye can only make way for them and even gradually withdraw from the role of performing such simple minor surgeries in the future.

There is no routine contact for upper limb injuries nowadays, and the relatively complex functional reconstruction surgeries in the department have gradually become routine surgeries, which have been taken over by Professor Liu Huanglong and others.

Fang Ziye thus became a 'little idler'.

The sudden relaxation after a long period of busy and fulfilling work actually made Fang Ziye feel disoriented.

Of course, seeing that Professor Liu Huanglong and others are performing increasingly high-quality surgeries, their current level is comparable to the first functional reconstruction surgery performed by Fang Ziye in May.

Fang Ziye also felt that he needed to gradually calm down.

It's a good thing that there are more and more experienced doctors in the department.

……

During the lunch break, Associate Professors Liu Huanglong and Chen Fang were the first to step down from the stage.

Professor Zeng Quanming did not give Luo Tingzhu any further "special treatment," so Luo Tingzhu had to wait until after the professor finished eating before she could go downstairs to eat.

Fang Ziye sat around with Liu Huanglong and Chen Fang.

Liu Huanglong said, "Professor Chen, your surgical skills have become increasingly sharp recently. I believe that you will be able to perform surgeries normally soon."

Upon hearing this, Chen Fang quickly shook her head: "Professor Liu, I'm still far from being proficient!"

"After a month of study, I feel like I've barely scratched the surface. I still need more guidance from Professor Liu and Ziye."

Although Chen Fang's qualifications are not as good as Yuan Weihong's, Associate Professor Chen Fang's accumulated knowledge is not weak. Chen Fang is now close to achieving Level 2 proficiency in damage-related operations.

At this rate of progress, it is expected that by the end of this year, Associate Professor Chen Fang will be able to perform routine surgeries for damage-related injuries independently.

In the area of ​​parallel learning function reconstruction, Associate Professor Chen Fang's basic skills in suturing limited his potential for improvement.

Previously, trauma surgery did not place particular emphasis on the basic skills of suturing, so functional reconstruction surgery is still the main battleground for hand surgeons. Unless qualified surgeons like Luo Tingzhu and Lan Tianlu intervene, it is impossible to reverse the surgical learning process.

"Learn slowly, no rush."

“Actually, I’m panicking too. Ziye’s state in the operating room and when he’s not in the operating room are completely different.” Liu Huanglong looked at Fang Ziye, his gaze slightly lowered, as if he were paying homage to his mentor.

The people whose presence or absence can affect your performance are those who can provide you with a safety net.

With someone there to back you up, you can be bolder, feel less burdened, and know that even if you make a mistake, it can be corrected.

This significantly increases your margin for error.

People who can usually play such a role are often one's teachers or seniors.

Fang Ziye was nine years younger than him.

Fang Ziye laughed and said, "Teacher Liu, that's because you're setting your standards too high. Actually, with your skill level, you could have been performing surgery on your own half a month ago."

"Being able to carry it out independently and being able to carry it out proficiently are two different levels!"

"Young people these days are all incredibly ambitious."

"It makes us look like complete idiots," Liu Huanglong said with a self-deprecating laugh.

Chen Fang glanced up at Liu Huanglong, then buried her head in her rice.

You're a professor, a recipient of the National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars, and one of the top neurology experts in the province, and you call yourself an idiot? Do you want me to listen to your sister?
However, Chen Fang could understand Liu Huanglong.

Look at the kind of people surrounding him: Nie Mingxian, who has made a breakthrough in a different field; Wu Xuanqi, a genius who combines trauma surgery and hand surgery; and Ziye, a freak who is beyond the five elements.

Chen Fang's pride had long been eroded, while Liu Huanglong could hold out for a while longer, because Liu Huanglong had a deeper foundation.

Fang Ziye didn't reply and started eating diligently.

Fortunately, Liu Huanglong did not continue the topic, but said, "Ziye, next year someone may squeeze out our hospital's recruitment quota for doctoral candidates and doctoral positions."

"You won't get involved in this, will you?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye and Chen Fang both looked up sharply at Liu Huanglong, their eyes filled with slight doubt.

Liu Huanglong continued, "I'm about to graduate with my master's and doctoral degrees. At that time, it will be up to me to rely on my own abilities. I won't be at the interview."

“But it’s not acceptable for others in the hospital to show favoritism.” Liu Huanglong’s attitude was extremely firm.

Chen Fang immediately replied, "Professor Liu, that's for sure. Our hospital recruits students and doctors based on their abilities."

Liu Huanglong escaped from Zhongnan Hospital. Now that Liu Huanglong has made a strong comeback, who would dare to cause trouble in front of him? Should we let him lash out?
Moreover, Liu Huanglong's student body is superior to that of Han City University.

Union Hospital of Huazhong University of Science and Technology is a top source of high-quality students in the province and even the country, so the students there are definitely not lacking in qualifications.

The number of positions available has absolutely nothing to do with Chen Fang; he can only protect the reputation of his hospital and department.

Fang Ziye's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this: Professor Deng Yong's academic doctoral student, Dong Wenqiang, had delayed his graduation by a year because of him.

Fang Ziye was worried about him, as he was about to be hospitalized and face off against Liu Huanglong's students next year.

It's not that all the PhDs at Peking Union Medical College Hospital are more outstanding than all the PhDs at Zhongnan Hospital, but rather that, on average, they have a certain advantage.

Liu Huanglong's team is a large team that has no shortage of money and clinical practice resources. With such resources, even with the same qualifications, there will be differences in experience.

What will happen to Dong Wenqiang if he is squeezed out of the hospital's admission quota?
Fang Ziye couldn't control it. There were about ten or so PhD graduates in the same year in the entire orthopedics department, but there were only one or two spots available for hospitalization each year. Who got in and who didn't depended on their own abilities.

Fang Ziye laughed and said, "Teacher Liu, I don't handle personnel matters, so what can I get involved in?"

Regardless of whether Liu Huanglong's question was casual or had a deeper meaning, Fang Ziye dared not interfere in personnel matters.

Liu Huanglong then said, "Ziye, what I mean is, if you want to give special treatment, go ahead, but you can't be too biased in the recruitment process."

"When it comes to job hunting, you can't be biased towards one person over the other."

Fang Ziye nodded again.

Liu Huanglong's confidence in his students must have its source.

As for giving Dong Wenqiang special tutoring, Fang Ziye will definitely do some work, but it won't take too much time.

Dong Wenqiang is my senior, and we had collaborated on research projects in the lab for a while, but Dong Wenqiang rarely came to the department for clinical work, so our relationship wasn't very close...

After making that remark, Liu Huanglong didn't delve any further.

After Liu Huanglong and Chen Fang took the stage, Fang Ziye continued to monitor the timer panel and looked back at Liu Huanglong's words, only to realize that although he no longer had any authority over personnel matters.

But in the eyes of outsiders, he already has the right to interfere in personnel matters.

This is your foundation and confidence, and it has nothing to do with whether you are powerful or not.

Of course, upon closer reflection, Fang Ziye felt that it was inappropriate for him to interfere, otherwise it would be unfair to others.

……

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

Tuesday, August 6th, 7:00 AM.

Fang Ziye, dressed in a custom-made suit and leather shoes, tidied his hair, which he had just gotten two days ago, in front of the mirror. Luo Tingzhu had already reached the entrance hall to change her shoes, saying, "Senior brother, I'm going to work. Remember to have someone take a few more sets of photos later."

Today is the date of the Hubei Provincial Science and Technology Innovation Conference (please do not refer to the actual date). Professors Fang Ziye and Deng Yong will both go on stage to receive awards.

Although they went on stage in groups, this was a highlight moment for Fang Ziye's current career in terms of social recognition. Luo Tingzhu had already bought a photo album to record it!

"Okay, don't worry, Tingzhu, I won't let your photo album be a waste of money."

"I borrowed the camera that Professor Liu brought. Tianluo will take pictures of us later." Fang Ziye straightened his tie while glancing at his beard.

Luo Tingzhu went out with a smile.

Fang Ziye checked the time again before dialing his master Yuan Weihong's number.

Only four people attended this science and technology innovation conference.

Deng Yong, Yuan Weihong, Fang Ziye, Lan Tianluo.

Everyone else stayed in the department.

Although Yuan Weihong, who was nominally in charge of the team, had left, Liu Huanglong and others were still there, and the surgery could still be carried out normally.

Even if problems arise during the operation that cannot be resolved, Fang Ziye can be called at any time to have Yuan Weihong accept the award on his behalf.

Yuan Weihong is Fang Ziye's direct mentor, they are definitely in the same team, so it is definitely permissible for him to receive the award on Fang Ziye's behalf.

Of course, such a situation is unlikely to occur.

After getting through to Yuan Weihong and finishing his conversation, Fang Ziye then called Lan Tianluo.

This time, Deng Yong went alone, while Yuan Weihong brought two students with him.

It wasn't that Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong were throwing a tantrum; it was just that Deng Yong lived nearby, making it convenient for him to drive there, while Yuan Weihong's place was farther away, so he was just giving two extra people a ride.

"Let's go, I'll accompany you to see the absolute big shots of our Hubei Province." After picking up his two beloved students, Yuan Weihong gave them a heads-up.

Hubei Province's strongest specialty is not clinical medicine. The recipient of this science and technology award is a world-renowned expert in that field.

"Our university in Han City also has its own super-achievers..."

When Fang Ziye and the others arrived at the venue, they found that the venue was very spacious, and a group of senior professors, including some academicians, were sitting inside.

Some of these professors were quite familiar to Fang Ziye, while others were not so familiar.

Fang Ziye had never experienced such a scene before; his main goal was simply to broaden his horizons.

Fang Ziye then discovered that those who won the first prize in natural sciences were mostly well-known professors from Huazhong University of Science and Technology, Han City University, and Han City Petroleum University.

Fang Ziye couldn't understand their achievements at all, but they sounded impressive enough.

It involves many high-end fields such as aviation, fiber optics, big data, and lunar exploration.

Only in the second prize category did medical-related research appear, including the research results of Fang Ziye's team.

There are also third prizes, and the medical field has a slightly larger number of awards.

This made Fang Ziye realize that clinical medical research is not currently a strong research area in China. The development of clinical medical research is still in progress and requires generations of hard work and dedication.

They lined up in a formality, went on stage in a formality, received certificates in a formality, and took photos in a formality.

Many reporters went to the professors who won the first prize after the event, and did not pay much attention to Fang Ziye and others.

The world is vast, and medicine is just one discipline; the general public doesn't have a high level of understanding or interest in medicine.

After all, the research results presented by Fang Ziye and others this time did not have an absolute impact. Apart from impressing people in the field, they might be dispensable to outsiders.

……

It was 1:20 PM.

After Fang Ziye and the others finished taking their own photos, they also took a set of photos of Lan Tianluo holding the award certificate. Lan Tianluo struck a few awkward poses.

After making a few adjustments to it and taking a few more photos, Fang Ziye started heading back.

On the way back, Fang Ziye drove, while Yuan Weihong, sitting in the passenger seat, casually rubbed his receding hairline and asked, "How did you all feel today?"

"There are huge gaps and room for advancement in medicine! It's a very promising field," Fang Ziye said.

Yuan Weihong rolled his eyes at Fang Ziye, then turned to Fang Ziye and asked, "Tianluo, what do you think?"

"In our country's clinical medicine profession, apart from the relatively strong position of operation, the atmosphere and level of basic research and clinical research are still at a relatively basic level."

"Compared with foreign countries, we lack many highly competitive scientific research breakthroughs."

"If we could develop a few unique drugs or treatment plans for cancer, just like our predecessors did, that would be amazing," Lan Tianluo said happily.

There was once an academician in China who pioneered the use of trans-retinoic acid to treat acute promyelocytic myelitis, setting a precedent in the world.

Their achievements are remarkable, having established a legendary team of four academicians, laying the foundation for current leukemia treatment and pioneering groundbreaking ideas.

This one incident alone is enough to earn him a place on the merit list.

The two senior researchers later received the 7th Szent Györgyi Cancer Research Innovation Award from the National Cancer Research Foundation of the United States.

This is the world's highest award for cancer research, and the first time a scientist from outside the United States has received it.

"Are you dreaming?" Yuan Weihong thought Lan Tianluo's statement was even more unreliable than Fang Ziye's.

While Lan Tianluo's suggestion is certainly more brilliant, we must also consider the actual situation.

Have all the efforts of so many generations of Chinese people been in vain? So many teams around the world are conducting cancer research; are they just playing around every day?

Cancer is not an easy thing to deal with.

"Of course, everything is difficult at the beginning. Decades ago, no one could have imagined that the treatment of breast cancer and thyroid cancer would reach the level it is today."

"If our team can really conquer a type of tumor."

After Yuan Weihong finished speaking, he added, "Forget it, let's not talk about 'what ifs.' Even I feel like I'm being too ambitious when I say it."

"Let's focus on our clinical research for now..."

Just as Yuan Weihong finished speaking, the phone rang.

Yuan Weihong picked it up and saw that it was a call from a teacher in the Graduate School.

"Hello, hello."

“Yes, I’m Yuan Weihong from the orthopedics department,” Yuan Weihong replied.

"what?"

"what?"

"Outstanding graduate?"

"No, brother, what time is it? My student graduated more than two months ago, why are you only now giving him an outstanding graduate award?"

In front of Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo, Yuan Weihong directly confronted the teachers in the graduate department.

Fang Ziye and Lan Tianlu both knew that Yuan Weihong was in a good mood and had gotten a little carried away.

However, Yuan Weihong was in a good mood today, so let him play.

"No, no, I can refuse on behalf of my student."

“The evaluation for outstanding graduates started in June. What’s the point of you adding one now? Do you even need to add one for this?” Yuan Weihong said arrogantly.

Who told you to make it? Who needs you to make it?

If you had just called in June, Yuan Weihong would have agreed without a second thought, and outstanding graduates would even receive some bonuses and subsidies.

But now, does Fang Ziye need your little subsidy?
"No, no, he's right next to me, driving, so it's inconvenient for him to answer the phone. Yes, I can speak for him."

"It doesn't matter if your resume isn't extensive enough."

"Are you just trying to get rid of people here...?"

Yuan Weihong then said sarcastically, "Yeah, you guys don't pay attention, so the province does?"

"Just got back from the awards ceremony. Did you only see the news recently or were you only recently notified, so you had to add one at the last minute?"

"What's so great about the certificate for outstanding graduate?"

"..."

We should remember the kindness shown to those who offer help in times of need, but the glory of those who add to our success is secondary.

After seeing the news, they quickly found an outstanding graduate to fill the gap for Fang Ziye. That was a really good job.

Fang Ziye had applied before, but was rejected because he had too little output during his doctoral studies and graduated too early.

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Weihong said, "Ziye, outstanding graduate, I'll reject it for you, okay?"

"It's alright, Master. This kind of thing is meant to be available only when it's out of season."

"Adding one is a good thing, but it's also a bit insulting," Fang Ziye said indifferently.

Lan Tianlu said from the back seat, "They've already won provincial awards. An outstanding graduate certainly doesn't care anymore."

"I don't know what these teachers are thinking. They call to ask for a replacement, but it would have been better if they hadn't made the call at all."

"My senior brother, do you need it to make up for the reward?" Lan Tianluo asked, mimicking Yuan Weihong.
"When asked, just say there's not enough space on your resume to write down your experiences."

Fang Ziye only won the second prize this year, but he may win the first prize next year, or even win a national natural science award.

At different altitudes, the field of vision changes.

For ordinary master's and doctoral graduates, being an outstanding graduate is definitely a plus when looking for a job, but for Fang Ziye, there's simply no place for you on their resume.

Yuan Weihong turned back again: "Tianluo, you're a bit cheeky, aren't you?!"

(End of this chapter)