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Chapter 477 Attending Physician and Chief Resident (Please Subscribe)
Wang Yuanqi glanced at Fang Ziye, who continued to chuckle softly, "Brother Qi, since I'm already here, don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

Wang Yuanqi wasn't worried about Fang Ziye causing problems during the surgery. Seeing the sincerity in Fang Ziye's expression, he nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Ziye!"

After Wang Yuanqi finished speaking and left the operating table, he turned around and saw that the masks of some people in the vascular surgery department were being gently billowed by their breaths, and they probably wanted to curse.

These people were not happy that Fang Ziye would give up the highly difficult vascular surgery procedures and instead take on this small carambite task.

However, Wang Yuanqi absolutely agreed that Fang Ziye would always be a trauma surgeon.

The jealousy or anger of others can all be swept away by the wind.

After Fang Ziye took over the trauma surgery, Gong Ziming was in luck. He only exchanged a glance with Fang Ziye before putting down the scalpel that Wang Yuanqi had picked up.

Today's surgery was relatively simple. Wang Yuanqi felt tired, but he didn't!
Fang Ziye let Gong Ziming operate for nearly twenty minutes, and then took over the surgery himself, spending another twenty minutes to quickly finish the job.

After carefully covering the sutured wound with sterile dressing and placing a drain, Fang Ziye organized the trauma surgery instruments onto the instrument table, and then he and Gong Ziming slowly withdrew.

Then he went straight out of the operating room.

After Fang Ziye left, Chen Minghao from the vascular surgery department muttered, "Dr. Fang is really dashing, isn't he?"

Deng Haibo glared at Chen Minghao: "Stop gossiping."

"Dr. Fang has already provided us with great convenience. It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish."

“If it weren’t for Dr. Fang, the development of such a new surgical technique wouldn’t be under our jurisdiction.”

"There's another saying: it's better to rely on yourself than on others."

If it weren't for his relationship with Deng Yong, the team now standing in the operating room developing new surgical techniques would be not his team, but the team led by Director Wu Yong of the Vascular Surgery Department!
……

Time flows like water, turning like waves.

September 1st marks the beginning of September, a new month, and a new semester.

At 7:30, when Fang Ziye left the inpatient general office, he carefully tidied up his white coat and put on his new name tag.

The title above reads: Attending Physician.

Position: Chief Resident Physician in Orthopedics.

Fang Ziye was among the first batch of doctors to be appointed after passing the intermediate professional title assessment; others are probably still going through the process.

After all, just because you have passed a certain professional title exam doesn't mean the hospital has to hire you for that title. Some people have a higher professional title than the one they are hired for.

This name tag was a new, custom-made one that Fang Ziye picked up from the hospital's medical affairs department at 3:23 PM yesterday.

Of course, after arriving there, Fang Ziye discovered that there was a name tag related to 'Fang Ziye' in the medical affairs department's drawer, indicating that he had already achieved the titles of attending physician and associate chief physician.

These name tags haven't been issued to me yet.

However, even though he hadn't received them yet, the fact that the medical department had prepared these things was a hint, and Fang Ziye was very happy.

As soon as Fang Ziye appeared at the door of the department, Lan Tianluo came out carrying medical records: "Senior brother, both Senior Brother Qiao Fei and Senior Brother Shu Lang went to the school to register for new students today."

"You need to sign these medical records."

Fang Ziye glanced at the stack of discharge medical records, which was about a hand's width thick. There weren't many records, so he nodded and said, "Oh, it's September again."

"Tianluo, have you registered? Remember to register!" Fang Ziye asked.

Lan Tianlu nodded: "Besides registration, there's also tuition to pay, which is definitely unavoidable."

At his current age, Lan Tianluo is incredibly wealthy; heaven knows how many salaries and subsidies he receives.

Therefore, he no longer needed to ask his family for tuition and living expenses; he had complete control over them.

Lan Tianluo was about to pass by, but a casual glance revealed that Fang Ziye's name tag was different from before, so he stepped back and carefully examined it.

She looked up, forcing an envious smile: "Senior, when did you change?"

"Yesterday afternoon." Fang Ziye paused and let Lan Tianluo look at him for a while. "I only received the notification at the last minute."

Lan Tianluo chuckled to himself.

Fang Ziye then said, "Don't be envious. Once you finish your professional master's degree and residency training, it won't be long before you get this thing."

If Fang Ziye can take advantage of the early graduation policy, Lan Tianluo can definitely do the same.

In contrast, Lan Tianluo's learning curve was that he only studied medicine for four or five years, while Fang Ziye studied it for nine years!
"Is this thing worth money?" Taking advantage of the fact that there was nothing else to do, Lan Tianluo continued to ask.

Today is September 1st, but it's a Saturday!
Therefore, there have been no changes to the staff currently working in the department.

The monthly shift handover for standardized residency training is as follows: if the 1st is a workday, the shift handover is done immediately; if it falls on a weekend or holiday, the handover is continued.

For example, during the National Day holiday, a new round of residency training will not start until October 8th or even October 9th.

"No money! This is all we have," Fang Ziye said.

His performance bonuses during his tenure as attending physician had already been awarded; most attending physicians didn't receive a performance coefficient as high as his.

Fang Ziye wasn't greedy; how could his performance coefficient possibly increase for several consecutive years?
Lan Tianlu nodded, not caring about the lack of a raise, and said, "Senior, Professor Deng's application for the Outstanding Young Scientists Fund failed again this year."

"Who told you that? How come I don't know?" Fang Ziye paused, turning his head to look at Lan Tianluo.

How come Lan Tianluo is more informed than I am now?
But how easy is it to win a dissertation defense for a National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars project?
"No!" Fang Ziye thought carefully for a moment and then asked, "Under whose name did Professor Deng apply for the Outstanding Youth Project this year?"

"Is this Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan?"

Professor Deng Yong is over 45 years old, and his application for such a project on his own exceeds the limit. He can only apply for major national projects, such as the 863 Program.

Currently, in the group, only Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan is of age suitable to apply for the National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars.

"Yes!" Lan Tianlu nodded, then hesitated before continuing.

Just then, Li Yuanpei walked in. Upon entering, he saw Fang Ziye reviewing discharge records and said somewhat apologetically:

"Ziye, I'm sorry. I overslept today."

Before Shu Lang and Qiao Fei left, they had already handed over their duties as chief resident assistants.

“It’s okay, Pei-ge. Didn’t I hear you’re going to the lab soon?” Fang Ziye asked.

Li Yuanpei said he wanted to pursue a research career, and if he did, it would be unrealistic not to work in a laboratory.

“Yes, I went there. I’m doing some small things,” Li Yuanpei said, then explained.

"But don't worry, Brother Ye, I've been working on the things you asked me to analyze."

After Li Yuanpei finished speaking, he looked at Lan Tianluo again.

Fang Ziye had previously mentioned that he would have Li Yuanpei help with some things, and then Li Yuanpei asked Lan Tianluo for help.

After going around in circles, we've actually come full circle back to Fang Ziye.

What Li Yuanpei was tasked with was to compile statistics on the minimum threshold required for further improvement in the treatment practice of animal experimental models that have suffered damage in animal laboratories.

To put it simply, if someone wants to learn debridement techniques for serious injuries, what level of basic debridement skills do they need to reach in order to have a chance to learn this skill relatively easily?

"It's alright, take your time, there's no rush," Fang Ziye said. Actually, there were many things he could do now, but there were many things he simply couldn't do personally, and he didn't have enough manpower under him either.

Therefore, the project is progressing very slowly. In the entire month of August, we only performed one limb-sparing surgery for upper limb damage, and we haven't even had the chance to carry out upper limb functional reconstruction surgery yet.

Having something to do is good; it's better than being idle all the time.

……

After Fang Ziye and his team finished their rounds, Yuan Weihong called Fang Ziye's cell phone, asking him to go to the director's office.

After Fang Ziye dismissed Li Yuanpei and the others, he put his pen into the pocket in front of his chest and hurried toward the director's office.

After gently knocking and pushing the door open, Fang Ziye found Liu Huanglong sitting inside, and both he and Yuan Weihong were burning mosquito coils.

"Master, Teacher Liu!" Fang Ziye closed the door again and walked slowly forward, heading towards the kettle to add water for the two of them.

Liu Huanglong and Yuan Weihong were both lounging comfortably, enjoying a moment of peace while smoking.

Liu Huanglong took a sip and said lazily, "Dr. Fang, how have you been feeling lately?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Weihong was taken aback. His eyelids twitched violently several times before he realized that Fang Ziye's name tag really did bear the title of attending physician. He then turned his head to look at Liu Huanglong.

This must have been done by Liu Huanglong.

Even Professor Deng Yong doesn't have that much influence to get Fang Ziye to complete the procedures for his professional title appointment ahead of schedule!
"Teacher Liu, you already know? I was planning to share this good news with you on Monday," Fang Ziye said.

"You should treat me to a meal," Liu Huanglong said.

Fang Ziye: "..."

I treated you to dinner just ten days ago. You're treating me to dinner three times a month, right?
"Okay!" Fang Ziye had his own opinions, but on the surface he was still very honest.

Treating someone to a meal after a promotion or raise is usually a streamlined process; it's not something you can simply choose not to do.

Yuan Weihong considered Fang Ziye's current salary and realized that even if he treated Fang Ziye to meals twice a month, it wouldn't be a financial burden.

One can only invite someone to a promotion a limited number of times, and one must eventually do so. So he asked, "Where's Qin Geluo? Didn't he come to check on the patients today?"

"Master, Brother Luo said he's going back to his hometown."

“When I was a chief resident before, Brother Luo covered many of my shifts. If you need anything, you can just tell me.” Fang Ziye immediately lifted Qin Ge Luo up.

Return the peach.

returning a Favour many times more.

When Fang Ziye was the chief resident, Qin Geluo was the backup scapegoat.

Helping is a favor, not helping is one's right.

Now that I'm feeling better, it would be a bit much if I didn't help them back.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Weihong said, "What I mean is, you should treat him to more meals."

Then he turned to Liu Huanglong and asked, "Director Liu, where do you think would be a suitable place for Ziye to treat everyone to dinner today?"

Liu Huanglong said, "Ziye is really treating us? There's no way that's happening."

"Today is Saturday. Everyone has worked hard for a month, so I'm treating you all to dinner. Just let them know and invite everyone from our group."

"I'll decide on the location."

After saying that, Liu Huanglong looked at Fang Ziye: "Dr. Fang, are you only eating boxed lunches now?"

Fang Ziye is the chief resident, and in principle, he should not be allowed to leave the hospital.

However, Fang Ziye is a rather special chief resident, and now his senior colleague Wang Yuanqi is handling the emergency surgeries and consultations.

Fang Ziye can eat, but he cannot drink alcohol.

Fang Ziye said, "No, Teacher Liu, I am also one of the most unassuming members of our department."

"It's better to share happiness than to enjoy it alone."

"The last time I couldn't go out to eat was because of something, but today, I should have some fun with everyone."

Fang Ziye is not an ascetic; he doesn't mean he can eat well but refuses to.

Liu Huanglong listened and felt that Fang Ziye had been working too hard in the past few months, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll find one that's close by on Han Street. You can get to the emergency department in fifteen minutes."

"To avoid making things worse."

"Well, then I'll treat you to dinner. As for your brother's lunchbox, you'll have to arrange it yourself, won't you?" Liu Huanglong seemed to be targeting Fang Ziye.

You either have to eat boxed lunches yourself, or your wallet will be a little thinner.

Fang Ziye knew that Liu Huanglong was referring to Wang Yuanqi.

"Okay!" Fang Ziye nodded readily.

After reaching a certain position, Fang Ziye increasingly realized that having connections makes things much easier. Fang Ziye now needs a large number of people.

"Then let's agree on that." Liu Huanglong smiled casually.

……

When Fang Ziye went out again, Li Yuanpei was waiting at the door of the director's office, and he was talking on his phone inside.

Upon seeing Fang Ziye, Li Yuanpei immediately stepped forward and said, "Brother Ye, let me tell you something. Didn't you ask me to find you a research assistant before?"

"I've found you a really pretty girl, do you want her?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye turned around to avoid him: "Brother Pei, speak like a human being."

"It's really beautiful!" Li Yuanpei was very certain of his opinion.

“Even compared to Tingzhu, they each have their own merits.”

"Yes, he's a little slow. But he's a reliable worker."

"How so?" Fang Ziye asked, his face contorted with confusion upon hearing Li Yuanpei's description.

If Li Yuanpei wasn't telling the truth, he certainly wouldn't have emphasized it again and again.

"Brother Ye, it's hard to find truly outstanding people. You're not some super big shot, so no one would want to be your assistant."

"This girl failed the postgraduate entrance exam twice after graduating from university. She was previously working at a pharmaceutical company under a nominal position, but has now been laid off."

"She couldn't find a job, but when she heard that we were hiring research assistants, she thought she'd give it a try..."

"I've never seen him, but some of my classmates have. He's alright at his work, but he seems a bit slow and clumsy."

"Let me show you the photos..." Li Yuanpei enthusiastically recommended.

Fang Ziye took two steps back: "Brother Pei, tell me the truth, have you set your sights on someone else?"

(End of this chapter)