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Chapter 486 The Path to Higher Levels: Endless Invitations (Please Subscribe)
Fang Ziye is not one to be preoccupied with gains and losses. Once he has made a decision, he will do it. As long as he stays true to himself, he doesn't necessarily have to be bound by formalities.

Chen Guangbai is indeed one of the most influential "connections" that Fang Ziye can currently access, capable of radiating the power of limb-sparing surgery and functional reconstruction.

Rather than handing it over to a stranger, it's better to cooperate with Chen Guangbai. At least Fang Ziye knows Dr. Chen, or at least he does.

Fortunately, Dr. Chen still had some power to control him; after all, Chen Guangbai used to be a very excellent traditional Chinese medicine doctor.

He still is, but he's no longer a doctor.

After making the call, Fang Ziye looked at the several unread messages on his phone and started to worry.

It was only Monday, and Zhang Yuancong, Fang Ziye's "senior brother" from the Sixth Affiliated Hospital of Shanghai, sent him an invitation, asking if Fang Ziye was free this weekend.

In fact, Fang Ziye only rushed back from Shanghai on Saturday morning the day before yesterday.

It's still time for ward rounds, so Fang Ziye can pretend he's on shift handover and do his ward rounds, and delay his reply for a little while longer.

At the same time, Xue Tao, a fellow student at Hubei Provincial People's Hospital, Long Yuan from Tongji Hospital, and Wu Xuanqi, who works in the same department, all sent out similar messages this morning.

We hope Fang Ziye can come and hold a small exchange meeting...

The reason is simple: the demand for this functional reconstruction surgery is too great, and the clinical teams at Zhongnan Hospital are simply unable to meet the demand. Many people want to bypass Zhongnan Hospital and go to other hospitals to have the surgery done as soon as possible.

The more people recover after surgery at Zhongnan Hospital, the more urgent this idea becomes.

Demand determines supply. As long as there is a gap in demand, a corresponding 'market' will emerge, attracting people to develop in that direction.

More importantly, influential people from Kyoto, Shanghai, and several surrounding provinces also want to have their surgeries done here.

China has such a large population that even a one in ten thousand incidence rate would result in over one hundred thousand patients.

In reality, the number of people who suffer from mobility impairment due to nerve and muscle dysfunction is far greater than one in ten thousand.

"Actually, I would be very happy if I received an invitation from one company, but I would be unhappy when I have to choose."

In the chief inpatient office, Fang Ziye was extremely worried.

It's such a difficult choice!
From a personal perspective, Fang Ziye should agree to Xue Tao's request.

Fang Ziye had never forgotten the care Xue Tao had given him during his time in Enshi, which was less than a year after he returned.

In terms of technical expertise and sincerity in learning, Fang Ziye should choose the Sixth Affiliated Hospital of Shanghai University.

The Sixth Affiliated Hospital of Shanghai is a renowned hospital with an exceptionally strong and well-established orthopedic department. It is likely to be the fastest to develop these two surgical techniques, requiring the least amount of teaching investment.

The fact that Shanghai Sixth People's Hospital was able to have one of its own resident physicians perform surgery demonstrates the hospital's magnanimity, which alone is enough to ensure the hospital's enduring success in orthopedics.

In terms of the frequency of social interaction, Tongji Hospital is the place Fang Ziye should go to the most.

Professors Wu Xuanqi and Duan Hong had the most interactions with Fang Ziye.

The initial concept for the research topic of damage was proposed by Professor Duan Hong, but his teacher Deng Yong intervened and took over the project.

"..."

"Da da da."

While Fang Ziye was still hesitating, there was a knock on the door of the chief inpatient office, and Peng Bing, a first-year master's student and associate professor Chen Fang, gently pushed the door open.

"Brother Ye, Professor Liu asked me to come over and say that the ward rounds are over, and my mentor and the others have already gone downstairs to start the sessions." Peng Bing, wearing glasses, was very polite.

Fang Ziye put his phone away, clicked to send Xue Tao's long message, and said, "Okay, I'll be right there."

"Hey, Peng Bing, I heard you're also from Jinshi Medical University?"

“Then we’re alumni?” Fang Ziye said after standing up.

Fang Ziye declined the applications from Shanghai Sixth People's Hospital and Xue Tao from the Provincial People's Hospital, but agreed to the invitation to visit Tongji Hospital again on the weekend.

There are two reasons for this choice.

Shanghai is too far away.

Tongji Hospital has more mature technical reserves and a more thorough understanding of damage, which allows it to carry out routine procedures more quickly.

"Yes, Teacher Fang."

"I only found out after I came to Zhongnan Hospital that you, Professor Fang, are also from Jinshi Medical University," Peng Bing said, slightly shyly.

After all, as a new ward nurse who had only recently started taking charge, she still held Fang Ziye in a state of both respect and fear.

Unlike the other seasoned veterans, he would occasionally joke around with Fang Ziye.

"Just call me Brother Ye. I'm not used to being called Teacher Fang yet. Only interns call me that."

“Let’s go down to the operating room together,” Fang Ziye said.

Having just gone through a series of 'difficult choices' that only superiors could make, Fang Ziye felt as if he was getting old.

But actually, I'm only 29 years old (by Chinese reckoning).

Why is it that my master only graduated at this age, but I have to have so many more troubles?
In other words, Peng Bing did not have the ability to eavesdrop on thoughts; otherwise, Fang Ziye would definitely have become a hero again eighteen years later.

After talking with Peng Bing, Fang Ziye learned that Peng Bing was not from Hubei Province, but from the neighboring Henan Province. However, Peng Bing seemed to prefer the city of Han City and planned to develop his career there in the future.

There's no other reason than that Henan Province is simply too corrupt.

Peng Bing's college entrance exam score, which was used to get him into Jinshi Medical University, would have been high enough for Fang Ziye to even be considered for a 985 university.

"It's great to come to our Han City. Apart from being a bit hot, Han City is perfect."

"Moreover, Hubei Province has many tourist destinations, although some places overcharge tourists. But if you do your research in advance, there won't be any problems." Fang Ziye began his 'deception' technique.

Fang Ziye felt that he was becoming less and less like a student. His current thinking, work, and attitude were more like those of a relatively mature "old hand".

She is no longer the happy orthopedic graduate student who only thought about studying, surgery, and clinical practice.

Of course, Fang Ziye did not regret his current situation, which was what he had dreamed of for many years. He was just a little emotional.

"Senior brother, I heard that Senior Sister Luo from the anesthesiology department is your sister-in-law? Is that true?" Peng Bing asked after they became a little more familiar with each other.

Fang Ziye nodded: "Who told you that?"

Peng Bing said, "Senior Brother Feng Junfeng was teasing me, telling me to be bold and ask Senior Sister Luo for her WeChat."

"I acted impulsively at first and was quite pleased with myself after getting Senior Sister Luo's WeChat. But when I went to tell Senior Brother Luo Xiushan, I was almost scared to death."

Now, Professor Chen Fang's group of master's students has undergone another change.

Wu Chengwen, who is one year younger than Fang Ziye, has already graduated.

Nie Duo and Feng Junfeng, who were only first-year students at the time, are now third-year master's students. Luo Xiushan and Lin Zhongguo are second-year professional master's students. They are all Peng Bing's seniors.

"Yeah, it's Feng Junfeng, right? He's the most mischievous one in your group."

"It's okay. Senior Sister Luo used to be in our trauma surgery department, so as long as you add her on WeChat, she will give it to you."

"And who knows, maybe one day your Senior Sister Luo will suddenly decide to go back to work in the trauma surgery department," Fang Ziye reassured her.

Indeed, Peng Bing had every reason to fear his 'retaliation'.

Although I wouldn't do that myself.

"Brother Ye, I knew you and your wife were a great couple, and I was right." "I added your wife on WeChat last week. I thought you would come after me, and I was worried for several nights."

"But one time, my sister-in-law suddenly sent me some documents and told me to study them carefully. That's when I knew that you and your sister-in-law are both very, very kind people." Peng Bing said, trying his best to flatter Fang Ziye while taking off his clothes to change into his green scrubs.

Luo Tingzhu is a person who loves learning, and she also likes to share learning materials with others.

She treated Fang Ziye the same way before, and she treats her junior brothers the same way now.

At that time, Fang Ziye's sharing had nothing to do with emotions or love; it was purely about academic pursuits.

In comparison, Fang Ziye felt that his study habits were not as good as Luo Tingzhu's.

Of course, by the time Fang Ziye realized this, these details were no longer of much use to him.

"Study hard, practice diligently in the training room, read books, and do scientific research. Our hospital has a very strong foundation."

“No matter what level you want to reach in the future, you should have opportunities.” Fang Ziye said, then paused for a few seconds.

Isn't this just empty promises?

Well, Fang Ziye once again felt that life was like a closed loop, and the bullets fired back then would indeed hit the center of his forehead one day.

From the perspective of a senior colleague and superior, Fang Ziye could only offer Peng Bing words of encouragement at this moment; he couldn't very well say, "Who the hell are you?"
You won't be able to get a doctorate in the future...

So sometimes, your way of thinking isn't a personal factor, but rather a reflection of your position in the world.

For example, Han Yuanxiao, he's the director, he has to take on this task, he has to consider his students' needs...

From Han Yuanxiao's own perspective, and from the perspectives of Xiong Jinhuan and others, they were absolutely right.

"Thank you, senior brother."

"I'm still a complete novice, really, really bad." Peng Bing lowered his head in embarrassment.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye said, "Peng Bing, you're only a first-year graduate student. You should compare yourself to your classmates, not your senior classmates."

Are you kidding me? You're only a first-year master's student. If you're not bad at this, who is?

At this age, you can't even bully undergraduates at Han City University. Before you accumulate experience, it's not certain who will bully whom.

Without a master's degree, expecting to achieve a qualitative change simply by taking the postgraduate entrance exam is pure fantasy.

"I understand..." Peng Bing is still a good boy.

"In the future, ask more questions if you don't understand something. Don't be shy. You can't be shy when it comes to learning. Be humble, diligent, and ask questions. No matter what the teaching philosophy is at any time, it doesn't agree that we should be timid in our studies."

"It's okay not to know, but it's wrong of you not to ask questions when you don't know. It's also wrong of you not to learn."

“At least that’s the case in medicine,” Fang Ziye said.

Now that we've encountered these principles and bottom lines, we can share them with our junior colleagues.

Medicine is different from other disciplines.

For example, with computers, I don't want to learn this language. So what if you bite me? I'll just quit this industry.

But medicine can't do that.

Even if you're not an oncologist, you should still have some knowledge of this kind of information. Otherwise, one day you might discover a problem but not know it's there and won't be able to advise the patient to seek treatment.

Ha ha……

People like that should change careers as soon as possible.

You don't need to be an expert, but you must have some understanding of it.

……

When Fang Ziye and Peng Bing walked into the operating room, chatting and laughing, the disinfection and draping were still underway.

Liu Huanglong and Chen Fang were both absent; needless to say, they must have gone to 'Happy Forest' to light a stick of incense.

Liu Huanglong also smokes, and Chen Fang is an even bigger heavy smoker.

I don't know from which year the generational gap started, but then we stopped 'forcing' people to smoke.

Upon seeing Fang Ziye, Liu Haojiang said, "Brother Ye, there are no surgeries scheduled this afternoon. Could you do us a favor and give our team a short lesson today?"

"Unless there is an urgent consultation."

Liu Haojiang is the only PhD in the group, so he also wants to fight for Fang Ziye's teaching opportunities for his fellow students.

Unlike Associate Professor Peng Long's group, which has a classmate named Xiong Jinhuan, Fang Ziye is also a more direct senior in Yuan Weihong's group.

The fellow apprentices in his own group had absolutely no connection with Fang Ziye.

It's not about feelings; it's more like I'm going to try and ask for help.

"Today, there's nothing planned. From 2:30 to 4:30 in the afternoon, there's nothing special. You can all go to the practice room."

"I'll use you guys as experimental material for my lectures," Fang Ziye said modestly, placing both of his mobile phones on the shelf.

"Brother Ye, you need to try it more. How will you know if it works if you don't try it?" Liu Haojiang's words steered the conversation towards slippery territory.

After Liu Haojiang finished speaking, a pretty young woman wearing a mask next to the anesthesia machine looked up at him.

Upon seeing this look, Liu Haojiang immediately explained, "Just kidding, sister-in-law, don't mind it."

Luo Tingzhu lowered her head and went back to playing on her phone.

She has become increasingly skilled at administering anesthesia before surgery and no longer needs to be as apprehensive as before.

From May to September, after four months of arduous practice, Luo Tingzhu has now mastered a certain level of skill in separation anesthesia.

To become truly proficient, it's a matter of practice to improve one's skills, not a lack of theoretical or practical knowledge.

A short while later, Fang Ziye went on stage.

A little while later, Liu Huanglong and Chen Fang walked in arm in arm.

Liu Huanglong called Chen Fang "Brother Fang" repeatedly, while Chen Fang called him "Brother Liu" repeatedly. The two seemed to have a good relationship.

Chen Fang is older than Liu Huanglong.

Because Chen Fang is four years older than Yuan Weihong.

"Ziye, how many hours are you planning to spend to finish this battle today? Is there a chance before lunch?"

"Whether I can successfully invite Professor Chen to lunch depends entirely on your abilities, Ziye," Liu Huanglong joked as he entered the room.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye picked up a knife, preparing to start the show, and said, "Teacher Liu, how about we start the show this afternoon?"

"This way, you can have lunch with Teacher Chen."

"Foolproof."

Fang Ziye's thinking is also quite cunning.

"Get lost. Hurry up and move the bricks." Liu Huanglong laughed and scolded, treating Fang Ziye not as a subordinate, but as a friend.

(End of this chapter)