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Chapter 470 They really know how to be extravagant (Please subscribe)

"Professor Zheng, Dr. Fang has arrived." After leading Fang Ziye and Pi Gaoxing into the operating room, Zhang Yuancong immediately reported the situation to Zheng Haidong.

On the operating table, Professor Zheng Haidong was performing surgery when he heard Zhang Yuancong's words. He immediately turned around and asked, "Yuancong, have you made sure Xiao Fang has eaten something? She can't be on an empty stomach."

"Professor Zheng, I've already eaten. Thank you for your concern, Professor Zheng." Fang Ziye said, taking two steps closer to the film reader.

Zhang Yuancong also reported: "Professor Zheng, I took Dr. Fang to try the local cuisine, but Dr. Fang may not be used to the taste here, so we ordered some snacks as well."

"After we entered the operating room, as you arranged, we went to Professor Xiao's operating room first. Dr. Fang was on the operating table for more than twenty minutes."

"Then Dr. Fang rushed over immediately."

Zheng Haidong watched as Fang Ziye walked to the image reader, nodded, and then said to Professor Lin across the operating table, "Director Lin, don't underestimate Dr. Fang just because he's young; he's extremely dedicated!"

"He has refused my invitations many times because of departmental matters. I called him this afternoon to invite him over, but Dr. Fang didn't call me back until after get off work."

Professor Lin's eyebrows were slightly white at the edges, and his eyes were deep: "A rigorous work attitude is a good thing, proving that Dr. Fang is very reliable."

"Zheng Haidong, let's pause the surgery and resume it after Dr. Fang takes over."

"Okay." Zheng Haidong gave his two other assistants a polite look.

The operating room fell silent once more.

Zheng Haidong, Professor Lin, and the circulating nurse, scrub nurse, and anesthesiologist all turned their gazes toward Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye's height is unremarkable in a place like Shanghai where people are used to being tall, but the way he is seriously watching the film gives him a scholarly air.

Fang Ziye has excellent control over his physique; his ears are drooping, and his eyes are fixed on something.

After reviewing the images for about two minutes, Fang Ziye picked up the image bag marked with the name of the Sixth People's Hospital of Shanghai, took out an X-ray from it, and tilted his head slightly to carefully read something while facing the white light on the ceiling of the operating room.

He occasionally frowned slightly, but after a while he put down the X-ray film, hung the bag up, and then turned to look at Professor Zheng Haidong and the others on the operating table:
"Professor Zheng, this is a cross-joint destructive injury. You really know how to make things difficult for me, don't you?" Fang Ziye's first sentence was a joke with his eyes narrowed.

Fang Ziye had previously stated at the Hubei Province Mid-Year Academic Conference that the difficulty in treating cross-joint rupture injuries is at least twice that of simple rupture injuries.

Can Zheng Haidong and his team really conquer this disease now that they've already started working on it?
"Dr. Fang, those who are capable should do more."

“This kind of damage shouldn’t be a problem for you. Since we invited you to teach and give lectures, you should learn more,” Zheng Haidong replied with a smile, completely without any psychological burden.

When he invited Fang Ziye, he had already considered Fang Ziye's capabilities. Although the difficulty of destroying this machine was great, it was still within Fang Ziye's range.

"Dr. Fang, please go wash your hands first. Professor Lin and I are waiting for you." Zheng Haidong used a respectful form of address.

There wasn't a single word of flattery or praise; he only talked about professional skills. If he hadn't talked about professional skills, he wouldn't have invited Fang Ziye.

"Wait a moment, Teacher Zheng, I'll be right back." Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye walked out, his pace at least half as fast as when he entered.

They didn't dare to put on airs.

After Fang Ziye left, Professor Lin Yuan said thoughtfully, "Zheng Haidong, if you hadn't introduced him, I would never have guessed that this Dr. Fang is only in his twenties."

"Such a confident demeanor is not something an ordinary associate professor can handle."

"Perhaps it's because they're highly skilled and daring," Zheng Haidong explained.

"Moreover, Dr. Fang has also conducted live surgeries in Wuhan and may have taught in front of many professors. Such experience is enough to support Dr. Fang's composure."

Then Zheng Haidong looked at the others and said, "You all need to learn more and not limit yourselves to your own perspectives or become arrogant and self-important."

“I remember there was a very good line in the TV series ‘The Way of Heaven’: ‘Drunk on the half-read book in the pavilion, sitting in a well and talking about how vast the sky is.’”

Everyone lowered their heads like ostriches.

This wasn't Zheng Haidong using PUA tactics; Fang Ziye genuinely came from an obscure hospital to the Sixth People's Hospital of Shanghai, a prestigious orthopedic institution they usually pride themselves on, to perform teaching surgeries.

And the students he taught were none other than Professor Lin, Professor Zheng, and others.

While Professor Lin's overall strength may have declined slightly due to his advanced age and declining physical condition, Professor Zheng is a true national-level player, ranking very high among national-level players.

However, if we go back several decades, Professor Lin's overall strength was still second to none in the country; one must accept the passage of time.

Fang Ziye clasped his hands together and stepped open the pneumatic automatic sensor door again, entering with reverence.

After picking up the sterile surgical gown, Zhang Yuancong personally helped Fang Ziye put on the clothes, tying the collar and the straps at the back.

He then told the circulating nurse, "Seven.5 gloves."

Fang Ziye's hospital, Zhongnan Hospital, calls size 7.5 gloves "7.5," but many units in Shanghai call them "7.5" or "7.5."

These details are harmless.

After putting on his gloves, Fang Ziye untied the large sterile strap of his sterile surgical gown, walked over to the scrub nurse, had her take one end, and then walked around in a circle.
After fastening the straps, he approached the operating table and said, "I'm sorry, Professor Zheng, for keeping you waiting."

"It's alright, it hasn't been long at all," Professor Zheng Haidong said, making way for him.

After Fang Ziye went on stage, he took the initiative to observe the progress of the surgery.

This is a devastating injury to the lower third of the right femur and lower leg. The injury mechanism is very strange; the bone damage is not severe, but the soft tissue damage is extremely serious.

The pathways of blood vessels and nerves are almost discontinuous, and the popliteal fossa is also a mess.

Professor Zheng and Professor Lin have already addressed the bleeding in the popliteal fossa, and the severed blood vessel has also been hemostatically treated.

Upon seeing this, Fang Ziye asked, "Professor Zheng, how long has this patient been injured?"

“It’s been about three and a half hours since the accident site.” Zheng Haidong understood what Fang Ziye meant. If it had been too long, treating the bloodstream might be better than treating the soft tissue.

"That's okay!"

"How about this, Professor Zheng, we'll split up. You'll be in charge of cleaning the thigh area, and I'll clean the knee joint and the injured areas on the lower leg."

"Which teacher will be my assistant?" Fang Ziye decided to divide the work.

By observing a part, one can see the whole picture. Professors Xiao and Sun both have such skill in debridement. Professor Zheng Haidong is comparable to Professor Duan Hong, so he shouldn't be unable to pass the debridement test.

This consultation and surgery was primarily for teaching purposes, rather than for achieving absolutely top-tier surgical quality.

The involvement of Professor Zheng and Professor Lin will not significantly reduce the quality of the surgery, and the patient's prognosis is also very promising.

"Director Lin, would you like to clean the proximal lower extremities? I'll assist Dr. Fang," Zheng Haidong arranged.

“Okay!” Professor Lin Yuan did not object, but immediately began to arrange the positions of the other two assistants.

Previously, both Professor Lin and Professor Zheng were dealing with the blood vessels in the popliteal fossa, so this surgery can be considered to have just begun!
That's good. Fang Ziye can now rely entirely on his surgical approach: "Professor Lin, for the debridement of the lower thigh, we don't need to rely on the rhomboid debridement technique after adhesion. We can directly treat the stump with the scraping method."

"The thigh muscles are relatively strong and well-defined. Even if some muscles are partially removed, they can still meet the functional requirements."

"Teacher Zheng, let's start with the articular surface. The debridement and shaping of the articular surface can actually be done in one stage."

"This patient's injury mechanism is very unique; the bone surface is well-preserved, which allows us to expedite the procedure and shorten her postoperative recovery time..."

As Fang Ziye explained, he picked up another round knife.

Meanwhile, Fang Ziye noticed that Professor Lin Yuan's debridement technique and speed were also very fast, and the speed and quality of each cut were comparable to Fang Ziye's.

The Department of Orthopedics at Shanghai Sixth People's Hospital is strong and has a deep foundation. It has been nurtured and cultivated by generations of orthopedic geniuses, making the overall strength of many professors here far greater than that of other hospitals.

If we define Level 5 basic skills as national-level skills, then at least three or four such basic skills can be found in the Sixth Affiliated Hospital of Shanghai!
However, true national-level doctors are all-round national-level doctors, not only in terms of basic skills, but also in terms of actual surgical techniques. There are probably only a handful of them in the whole country.

China is a very large country.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that among so many orthopedic surgeons, ten would be recognized as national-level experts.

In fact, Duan Hong and Professor Zheng Haidong can only be considered to be among the top ten national-level players!

In the Sixth Affiliated Hospital of Shanghai, there are currently only two recognized national-level experts: Professor Lin and Professor Xiao from the neighboring hospital.

Professor Lin Yuan, due to his advancing age and declining physical strength and energy, gradually faded out of that circle.

Fang Ziye pondered for a few seconds before starting his operation.

Fang Ziye's operation was not particularly flashy, because his approach was to complete the surgery steadily and methodically, without pursuing any high-end procedures or cool techniques.

The surgical procedure is not about extravagance, but about quality and effectiveness.

However, Fang Ziye's basic skills, including the debridement technique for treating injuries, have been upgraded to level 5!
Therefore, no matter how steadily Fang Ziye performs, he still maintains a certain level of visual appeal and fluency, although he may not be as eye-catching as Professor Lin Yuan.

Zheng Haidong observed carefully and attentively, fulfilling his duties as an assistant perfectly while pondering Fang Ziye's operation.

As the only authoritative and official medical professional in China and even the world specializing in the treatment of destructive injuries, Zheng Haidong was unwilling to miss a single step in Fang Ziye's procedures.

In fact, Fang Ziye's actions did not deviate from the core theories he shared.

However, the level of proficiency in operating under the same theory will definitely differ.

Just twenty minutes later, Professor Zheng Haidong noticed the difference between the surgical field operated by Fang Ziye and that operated by Professor Lin Yuan.

Compared to Professor Lin's surgical field, Fang Ziye's surgical field is clearer and more refreshing.

Fang Ziye was cleaning the more difficult joint surfaces, while Professor Lin Yuan was only dealing with the simple soft tissue surgical field!

Zheng Haidong's gaze met Professor Lin Yuan's for a few seconds, after which Professor Lin Yuan decisively stopped his operation.

Listen to others and eat enough.

More often than not, having the right direction is more important than hard work.

Therefore, Lin Yuan no longer coveted the experience gained from this surgery. Instead, he put down his scalpel and became an observer, watching and comparing his own procedures to identify shortcomings.

Debridement is a fundamental skill, while the corresponding theories of trauma treatment are supplementary.

Governing a large country is as difficult as cooking a small fish, and performing important surgery is no different.

There is no rush.

Professor Zheng Haidong said, "Ziye, you'll have to do a lot of hands-on work. We'd like to observe and learn a bit more, is that alright?"

Fang Ziye continued his work, polishing the remaining meniscus tissue for a while before finally stopping his scalpel, looking up and nodding: "Of course, Professor Zheng."

The fact that the Sixth People's Hospital of Shanghai was willing to invite me for a consultation demonstrates its generosity and eagerness to learn.

To reiterate, learning without stealing, robbing, cheating, or deceiving is upright, honorable, and worthy of respect.

The actions of Professor Zheng Haidong and others once again planted the seed of teaching by example in Fang Ziye's heart.

Put aside your pride, always remember to be humble and cautious, and be eager to learn and generous.

Only by constantly learning and keeping ourselves open can we maintain our vitality, instead of shutting ourselves off and thinking we are invincible.

Of course, Fang Ziye added, "Professor Zheng, this surgery is relatively complicated, so I dare not be distracted during the operation, lest I be unable to get close enough in the end."

"Therefore, I may not be able to answer your questions during the surgery. We can discuss them together if there are still problems after the surgery."

"Is that okay?"

This surgery was quite difficult, and in order to ensure the quality of the surgery, Fang Ziye gave up the option of teaching during the operation.

Before Fang Ziye arrived, he didn't know that Zheng Haidong had assigned him such a difficult surgery. Fang Ziye even prepared some theoretical knowledge on the plane in advance, wanting to show it off.

Analyze the actual situation.

"Okay, it's alright!"

"Surgery is the primary approach!" Professor Lin Yuan replied.

Respect is mutual. Fang Ziye explained the difficulty of the surgery in advance. If you bother Fang Ziye because of your lack of understanding, then that is a matter of character.

Fang Ziye then began his own one-man show.

The positioning on the operating table became: Fang Zi was the main surgeon, Professor Zheng Haidong was the first assistant, Professor Lin Yuan was the second assistant, and the other two associate professors were in a more subordinate position, standing on tiptoe to observe.

The two were very curious about how Fang Ziye would manage to perform the limb-saving surgery that Professor Lin Yuan and Professor Zheng were unable to accomplish.

Of course, given their technical and theoretical background, whether it was Professor Lin's operation or Fang Ziye's operation, they could only observe the form but could not understand the underlying principles.

Fang Ziye continued his work, giving instructions in a low voice while also using respectful terms.

"Teacher Zheng, could you please zoom out the view here?"

"Professor Lin, could you please hand me the bone scalpel?"

"Teacher Zheng, we need to give you an extra injection here first!"

"Professor Lin, in treating this tendon, regardless of any changes, we must strictly adhere to the principle of 'better to have none than to have something substandard.' In other words, if its condition is not good, we shouldn't force it to stay, otherwise it will affect the overall functional rehabilitation!"

Fang Ziye added, "For blood vessels like those here, if there are still stumps, they should definitely not be removed. They will be a great guarantee for subsequent local blood supply." "When our team performs primary limb-sparing surgery with functional reconstruction, we preserve them and perform primary suturing..."

As Fang Ziye was exchanging ideas with the two professors, the pressure sensor door to the operating room was opened again, and two people walked in from outside.

Upon seeing the newcomers, Zhang Yuancong and the others quickly made way, giving up their better vantage points.

When Professor Xiao and Professor Sun moved to a standard viewing distance of one and a half meters from the operating table, the surgical field finally came into view. Professor Xiao couldn't help but exclaim softly in Mandarin:
"What the hell?"

Next door, Professor Sun's body stiffened slightly, then trembled slightly from side to side before finally standing still.

Furthermore, he very politely moved slowly toward Professor Xiao, and then lowered his voice to say, "Dr. Fang was conservative with us before, wasn't he, Professor Xiao?"

Professor Sun's voice trembled slightly, tinged with respect, as if the 'disagreement' between him and Professor Xiao had been erased in that instant.

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

After Fang Ziye took over, he made some adjustments to the two players' operational skills, but deep down, the two players were still a little bit dissatisfied.

However, in retrospect, Fang Ziye's choice at the time was a desperate measure to remedy the situation.

It's not that our wound cleaning wasn't good enough, but compared to Fang Ziye's, it was still quite far behind.

With specialized treatment for this disease, the field of trauma is showing signs of becoming a separate specialty.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Tao pursed his lips, scratched his backside with his right hand behind his back, took a deep breath, and said, "Everyone has their own expertise."

"It's like the difference between trauma surgery and hand surgery."

"Dr. Fang!" Xiao Tao hesitated upon hearing this.

"I will learn from Dr. Fang in the future."

Fang Ziye, who was in the team, heard these conversations but remained unmoved. However, after completing a small operation, he pursed his lips and glanced at Professor Xiao Tao, who had spoken.

His eyes were filled with a complex expression.

He only told Professor Lin and Professor Zheng to talk less during the operation, but he did not tell the new Professor Xiao and Professor Sun Yunnan a similar rule.

Seeing Fang Ziye looking at Xiao Tao, Lin Yuan said, "Professor Xiao, let's discuss this after the surgery."

"Your words will disturb Dr. Fang's concentration. Please mind your basic manners."

As surgeons, not disturbing the surgeon is the most basic quality, but these professors at Shanghai Sixth Hospital are all used to being smooth sailing.

Most of the surgeries I encounter on a daily basis are routine procedures, and even the occasional slightly more difficult ones aren't actually that difficult.

Therefore, for Xiao Tao and others, saying a few words during the surgery was harmless.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Tao slightly cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Fang Ziye's request is a legitimate demand.

For someone of Fang Ziye's age to dare to rush to the Sixth Hospital of Shanghai alone takes courage in itself. Right now, Fang Ziye wants to devote all his energy to surgery, so it's really not very kind of you to bother him.

If other people make a fuss while their students are undergoing surgery, Xiao Tao will also get angry.

Fang Ziye's teacher is not here, but there will be a time when he meets him again.

Fang Ziye continued his immersive operation.

Fang Ziye's performance was still unremarkable, and he didn't want to show off his smooth skills in front of others.

However, whenever Fang Ziye finished cleaning a local area, it would always elicit a series of uncontrollable sighs of emotion.

They came either from Lin Yuan on the opposite side, or from Xiao Tao and Sun Yunnan in the audience.

Fang Ziye did not question his behavior further.

Anyone who sees what he's doing now, even if they know a little bit about the industry, would find it unbelievable, but Fang Ziye is already used to it.

……

Time flies, and three hours passed in the blink of an eye.

After Fang Ziye successfully reconnected the debridement, nerves, and blood vessels in a way that was hard for ordinary people to believe, he looked up at the people around him and saw that some people had already brought in video cameras and other equipment to record the entire operation.

In fact, Professor Xiao Tao had already asked Fang Ziye for his opinion two hours earlier.

"Open a syringe, just the needle, and let's test the blood flow."

"It has been just over six hours since the patient was injured. Blood flow has been kept under strict control for up to eight hours, so local tissue necrosis should not occur."

"Once the major blood vessels are cleared, we can then do local revascularization." Fang Ziye straightened up, placed his hands on the sterile sheet, and gently twisted his waist.

Then, with great composure, she jokingly looked at Professor Zheng Haidong and said, "Professor Zheng, you really know how to push me to the limit!"

"If it were a simple destructive injury, rather than a cross-joint destructive injury, the surgery should be almost finished by now."

The bloodline test didn't require Fang Ziye to perform himself; he had an assistant to help.

It wasn't that Fang Ziye was putting on airs, but rather that the chief surgeon and the assistant naturally had their own division of labor and cooperation. When anyone was the chief surgeon, the assistant would complete certain tasks.

Moreover, Fang Ziye expects this surgery to take more than six hours. So far, he has only done debridement and vascular suturing to restore blood flow. Later, there will be tendon reconstruction and nerve suturing.

Each step of these operations requires meticulous skill.

If Fang Ziye doesn't conserve his energy and occasionally change his stamina, his back won't be able to take it.

Engaging in some light physical activity can relieve fatigue.

Zheng Haidong laughed heartily as he watched another associate professor professionally locate several bleeding points, and said, "Dr. Fang, the capable should do more."

"If we don't assign you this kind of difficult surgery, then inviting you here would be a waste of a good opportunity."

"The younger generation is truly formidable," Zheng Haidong remarked.

However, while Zheng Haidong was speaking, Professor Xiao and Professor Sun Yunnan looked at the young people in their department.

Even among the younger generation, the differences between them can be quite significant.

In fact, at their level, they have already seen through the mystery.

The pinnacle of any industry is not something that can be achieved through hard work alone.

It's not that hard work isn't important, but that one percent of talent is the key. Some people's aptitude determines the absolute upper limit of their achievements.

Fang Ziye smiled and said no more. At this point, saying anything more would seem rude and presumptuous.

But as Fang Ziye glanced at everyone in the operating room, he could see that the gazes directed at him by Professor Lin and the other professors had all lost their hint of doubt.

Face is given by others, but it is also earned by oneself.

There is no love or hate without a reason in this world, unless one's mind is flawed.

Similarly, Fang Ziye also knew that this trip to the Sixth Hospital of Shanghai was a matter of both opportunity and danger.

If things go well, the road ahead will be smooth sailing. The Sixth Hospital of Shanghai will frequently invite me over, and I will even gain a certain reputation in the industry in Shanghai, becoming the first Xiaobu (a nickname for a young woman) to leave Hubei Province.

If things aren't handled well, then what awaits you is a smile on the surface while being ridiculed behind your back.

Fang Ziye has a foundation. No matter what, Zhongnan Hospital is the foundation of Fang Ziye. Therefore, even if Fang Ziye makes a mistake, Zhongnan Hospital will rely on this foundation to give Fang Ziye a higher margin of error.

However, Fang Ziye does not need to use his own unit as a fault-tolerant foundation.

After examining the blood flow in the affected limb, an associate professor whom Fang Ziye did not recognize said, "Director Lin, Professor Zheng, the blood flow in the affected limb is good, and the blood flow to the extremities should be fine."

"However, just as Dr. Fang predicted, the blood supply at the distal end of some collateral branches is thinner than that at the distal end of ordinary branches, almost non-existent."

"It needs to be rebuilt again!"

As the young man spoke, he brushed against Fang Ziye's body again.

Restoring blood supply is a specialized skill in vascular surgery and hand surgery. While professors in trauma surgery may have studied it, their mastery of it is not quite as good.

However, it seems that Fang Ziye does not have such a professional barrier—

Professional barriers are two-way: one is entry, and the other is exit.

In the more advanced fields of clinical medicine, the professional barriers between different subspecialties are a major weakness.

It's virtually impossible for laypeople to enter the medical field because the professional barriers are too high, unless you start learning from scratch.

However, the career paths for clinical medicine professionals who want to switch careers are actually quite narrow. Apart from starting their own business, there are only a few options.

Fang Ziye was unaware of what the others were thinking. After slightly relaxing his joints, he bent down and began his work again.

This time, Fang Ziye did not plan to perform a single-stage surgery involving damage and functional reconstruction. Instead, he conventionally divided the surgery into two stages.

Therefore, Fang Ziye achieved the highest level of skill in vascular treatment, but did not incorporate procedures such as nerve transplantation.

……

Even though Fang Ziye did not bring some of the hand surgery procedures into clinical practice, his preliminary treatment of blood vessels and nerves still amazed Professor Lin Yuan and others.

At 12:21 a.m., as the surgery was nearing its end, Professor Zheng Haidong finally began to speak, much like a narrator.

"Director Lin, Dr. Fang is not only skilled in limb salvage surgery in our trauma surgery department, but also has great expertise in functional reconstruction after limb salvage surgery."

"This is a multi-talented individual who spans hand surgery and trauma surgery. Therefore, Dr. Fang's unit can now routinely perform limb-sparing and functional reconstruction surgeries for destructive injuries."

"The appeal of functional reconstruction surgery is even greater than that of limb-sparing surgery for severe injuries..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan seemed to ponder for a moment.

Then, she asked in a soft voice, "Has Dr. Fang considered developing his career in Shanghai?"

Zheng Haidong and Fang Ziye were both taken aback. Fang Ziye looked up at Lin Yuan and then continued to bury his head in the surgical field.

"Director Lin, thank you for your kindness and consideration, but my roots are currently in Hubei Province, and it's not convenient for my parents to come to a big city. I think Wuhan is a good place."

“The food is to my liking, and there are many familiar faces around me…” Fang Ziye finished speaking and then reconstructed and sutured the insertion point of a tendon once again.

After carefully examining the entire surgical field and finding it to be satisfactory, he sighed softly again: "The first stage has been completed, and it shouldn't be difficult to save the affected limb. However, if the affected limb becomes stiff later, we will need to perform release and functional reconstruction."

"This covers the details of the second phase of surgery."

"This surgery is quite difficult and involves a large wound, making it unsuitable for a one-stage limb-sparing and reconstruction procedure."

Fang Ziye thus announced that the surgery was nearing its end.

Professors Lin Yuan and Zheng Haidong were on stage and it was inconvenient for them to applaud, but Sun Yunnan, Xiao Tao, and other people observing the surgery clapped softly.

"Thank you, Dr. Fang, for demonstrating such a high-quality procedure, which has broadened our horizons."

Lin Yuan said, "Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Fang. It's getting late! We can discuss the theoretical explanations tomorrow."

"Zhang Yuancong, after Dr. Fang steps down, please make sure to take good care of Dr. Fang's food and accommodation. Whether you arrange it yourself or follow the standard, it's all fine."

Upon hearing Lin Yuan's words, Zhang Yuancong naturally realized that it was a personal arrangement.

"Don't worry, Director Lin, I've already found accommodation for Ziye. But I imagine Dr. Fang must be tired after performing surgery for so long."

"I'll take him to relax first, and then we'll grab something to eat," Zhang Yuancong said rather cryptically.

Everyone remained silent, their expressions a mixture of amusement and unease.

"I can't be bothered with your young people's affairs. Just make sure you eat well, drink well, and stay well. Dr. Fang has to give a lecture tomorrow," Lin Yuan said with a grin.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye hurriedly declined, saying, "Professor Lin, Professor Zheng, I have to rush back tomorrow morning."

"I originally planned to rush back tonight, but there's really no time left."

“I am currently the chief resident of the ward, and leaving my post without permission is already a violation of regulations.”

As soon as Fang Ziye spoke, he was immediately attacked by more than a dozen sharp, piercing gazes.

Fang Ziye met their gazes, and after a moment of twitching in the corners of everyone's eyes, Professor Xiao finally mumbled, "Heh, ha, ha."

"Does your hospital treat you like a chief resident?"

"That's really extravagant."

(End of this chapter)