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Chapter 488 Even a Small Mosquito is Still Meat (Please Subscribe)
"For general hospital staff, the annual medal meeting is usually held in December, and the staff evaluation process begins in October."

"It will be finalized by mid-November."

"Ziye, you definitely don't need to worry. Professor Deng, Professor Liu, and Director Du will definitely put your name on the list."

In the general inpatient office, Qin Geluo and Fang Ziye ate an extra-large portion of roasted meat rice while chugging drinks.

"Ah? That feels so good."

After Fang Ziye returned from the operating room, Qin Geluo was still wandering around the department when Fang Ziye ran into him, and they ordered takeout together.

Each serving of barbecue comes with an extra 15 yuan worth of meat, emphasizing the freedom to choose your barbecue.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye asked, "Brother Luo, is there a bonus for this performance evaluation?"

"Yes, there will definitely be some. Attending physicians usually earn a little over four thousand, associate senior physicians earn six thousand, and senior physicians earn around eight thousand."

"Ziye, you will definitely be applying for the position of attending physician."

"Actually, the more important thing about this award isn't the prize money, but rather the preparation for professional title evaluation. You know how professional title evaluation works now, it's all based on a points system?" Qin Geluo asked.

The points system comprehensively evaluates all your achievements, including but not limited to awards and articles.

Fang Ziye continued to nod: "I heard my master talk about it before, but such things were far removed from my life before, so I never looked into them in detail."

"That's a long story, but you don't need to know that much right now."

"Just use your master's materials as a reference when the time comes. Besides, you currently hold two provincial-level awards. With that alone, how many attending physicians in the entire province can rival you?"

"There are articles and patents."

"Ziye, you're really having a blast getting your promotion." Qin Geluo cursed, then put another mouthful of rice into his mouth.

"This grilled meat rice is really delicious. How come I never discovered such a good grilled meat rice when I was a chief resident?"

"It might be newly opened; Tingzhu recommended it to me."

"Brother Luo, if you like this food, come eat here with your brothers more often," Fang Ziye joked.

Qin Geluo glanced at Fang Ziye and sighed, "You were so carefree before you had kids."

After reminiscing, he thought for a moment and said, "Add the factor of youth, and it will be even more carefree. You're not even twenty-nine yet, so your family won't pressure you to get married or have children."

Fang Ziye's birthday is December 18th.

To be precise, it's the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month. However, in rural areas, people don't usually have their birthdays according to the Gregorian calendar, but they still have to fill in a birthday when registering their household registration.

“We don’t understand the joy of raising children either. My mentor seems to enjoy it quite a bit.” Fang Ziye has no experience himself and can only guess based on his teacher’s feedback.

Qin Geluo said matter-of-factly, "If I had a daughter, I'd carry her around every day. As for my brat, I wish I could slap him seven or eight times a day."

"He's a complete troublemaker, not cute at all."

"Brother Wei is lucky." Qin Geluo is now a master's supervisor.

However, the newcomer Zhou Xiaoshan is of average talent and certainly cannot compare with Fang Ziye; at best, he is just average.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye said, "Brother Luo, who knows when Xiaoshan might erupt?"

"We need to give them some time to accumulate strength and unleash its potential."

Qin Geluo shook his head slightly and took another sip of his drink: "Some things are hard to explain..."

……

After seeing Qin Geluo off from the department, Fang Ziye planned to take a short rest in the chief inpatient office.

In the afternoon, Luo Tingzhu also promised Liu Haojiang to teach in the practice room. She also had other anesthesia tasks. The emergency surgeries in the emergency department are now being handled by Jin Hongzhou, Wang Yuanqi and others on a rotating basis, so Fang Ziye basically has nothing to do.

However, to Fang Ziye's surprise, his mentor Yuan Weihong stormed into the chief inpatient office from outside, looking rather angry.

Fang Ziye hadn't even fallen asleep when Yuan Weihong confronted him, asking, "Ziye, did you take the spot for our department's performance evaluation this year?"

"Huh?" Fang Ziye quickly did a somersault and got up.

He looked at his master in astonishment.

"Master? What do you mean?" Fang Ziye suddenly realized something after his mind cleared and asked in return.

Seeing Fang Ziye's expression, Yuan Weihong's anger subsided considerably: "It's fine if you take it, I thought someone was up to something and gave it to someone else."

Yuan Weihong is 35 years old this year, which is the last year of his youth. If he cannot win the youth award this year, he will have to compete with associate professors in the future.

In the previous two years, Yuan Weihong gave up promotion in order to obtain the "Lantianluo" title, so he naturally gave up these honorary titles as well.

This year, Yuan Weihong had just won the Outstanding Young Scientist Award, and he thought these honors would come naturally. However, when he went to inquire about these matters, he found that the number of places had been reduced.

If Qin Geluo hadn't asked him, Yuan Weihong wouldn't have known that Fang Ziye had already reserved a spot.

"Master, are these two spots really useful to you? If so, I'll pass, since I already have other awards anyway," Fang Ziye asked.

To be honest, these two honors are really dispensable for Fang Ziye.

Actually, it's not very useful to Yuan Weihong either.

Yuan Weihong currently has a National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars grant in hand. There aren't many people in the entire Han City University who can apply for this grant, so there's virtually no chance that anyone will block Yuan Weihong's promotion.

"No, that's not it. I originally planned to achieve a small grand slam during my term of office. I thought Director Han gave the award to Nie Xuehua, or someone else."

"I'm afraid you don't understand anything and will be fooled."

"You received the Outstanding Young Employee award, not some other 'miscellaneous' award?" Yuan Weihong asked.

Yuan Weihong is not a Buddhist-like person. For him, fair competition means that I don't want something, not that you can make me say no.

"There are also outstanding young researchers," Fang Ziye added.

"Two items?" Yuan Weihong frowned, his tone slightly surprised.

But Yuan Weihong quickly recovered: "Two things it is. Jealousy can only make people turn purple. They can't do anything else."

"It's like someone's hogging the toilet but not using it."

"Master, how about I don't participate in the competition? If I don't participate, you'll definitely be fine with me." Fang Ziye didn't ask if you wanted to participate.

Even if Yuan Weihong wants it, you can't just say you'll give it up. Fang Ziye can only say that he won't participate.

Tell your master how embarrassed he is.

Yuan Weihong glanced at Fang Ziye: "Let's not. If it's always our trauma surgery department that gets the money every year, the other subspecialties will have objections."

Fang Ziye also agreed with Yuan Weihong's view that if something is always obtained by one person with a specialized degree, it is bound to be the prelude to academic cliques or a variant of academic cliques.

After Yuan Weihong finished speaking, he patted Fang Ziye on the back of the head once again.

"It feels pretty flat, I didn't sense any rebellious streak. How come you're already trying to steal things from your master?" "Sigh..." Yuan Weihong finished speaking and left the chief inpatient office with his hands behind his back.

There was no other reason why Yuan Weihong came here. His main purpose was to confirm whether Fang Ziye had stolen the "grand slam" during his "treatment" period and to confirm that Fang Ziye was his student.

How could a teacher possibly compete with his students for something?

Fang Ziye is still young, and he has seven or eight years to go before he reaches middle age. Before Fang Ziye grows up and matures, he definitely won't be able to take things from him.

You can't exactly give a young person the title of 'middle-aged', can you?

Should Fang Ziye be issued a retirement card?

nonexistent.

Yuan Weihong was still in a good mood, but after leaving the office, he turned back in and said, "Ziye, are you free today? If you are, come to the animal laboratory."

"I'll show you around."

"Let's discuss this together."

Yuan Weihong originally wanted to say that he would take you guys along, but that was to take Jie Han. He could also say he would take Lan Tianluo along, since Lan Tianluo's foundation is not solid enough.

However, Fang Ziye's abnormality goes against the normal rate of knowledge growth in nature. In nature, abnormal growth is unreasonable.

"Master, I promised Liu Haojiang this afternoon that I would go to the training room to give them a demonstration," Fang Ziye said as he handed Yuan Weihong a bottle of iced coffee.

After taking the coffee, Yuan Weihong went to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of Oriental Leaf Oolong Tea, and put the coffee in.

"If you've already agreed, then forget about it."

"Remember to go to the hospital's staff meeting to receive the award and show your face in front of everyone. This will help you build your network within the hospital."

"This will make your future work easier," Yuan Weihong said before finally pushing open the door and leaving.

After thanking his master, Fang Ziye finally took a short rest.

……

It was five minutes to two in the afternoon.

After Fang Ziye got up, he found Liu Haojiang's WeChat and sent him a voice call.

After the call connected, Fang Ziye could still hear the voices of his fellow disciples on Liu Haojiang's side: "Everyone, prepare the questions you want to ask. Don't just think about asking Brother Ye to find your shortcomings."

"Brother Ye, when can you come to the practice room?" Liu Haojiang asked enthusiastically.

Hearing Liu Haojiang's enthusiasm, Fang Ziye felt reluctant, but still told him his decision: "Haojiang, tell the junior brothers that I am not available today. I have something very, very important to do."

"So, I have to stand you up this time. The teaching session will be rescheduled for tonight or sometime tomorrow."

Just now, Nie Mingxian and Wu Xuanqi sent a message to Fang Ziye, asking him to come over and evaluate the final effect of the miniature blood circulation device with them.

If they are not mistaken, Nie Mingxian has already optimized this circulation device.

Furthermore, Nie Mingxian suggested that Fang Ziye ask Lan Tianluo to help record the data before conducting the analysis.

Liu Haojiang hesitated for a moment, clearly disappointed, but quickly composed himself: "It's okay, Brother Ye, you go ahead and do what you need to do, we'll practice on our own."

"Haojiang, yes, this matter is very important. You should know what it is in a couple of days."

"I'm sorry, please explain this to your junior brothers. Why don't you take them out for a nice meal tonight and reimburse me for it?" Unable to keep his promise, Fang Ziye could only offer to treat them to a meal as an apology.

Although there was no obligation to teach, it was something that had been promised, and it was a unilateral breach of promise on my side.

However, what Nie Mingxian told Fang Ziye was a hundred times more meaningful than any instruction.

Once the miniature circulatory device is optimized and the limb transplantation technique is developed, Fang Ziye can confidently tell many people that...

You're all trash here, I'm in...

While we can't do it that way, expressing its meaning this way is fine!

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye quickly dialed Lan Tianluo's number.

Lan Tianluo seemed to be chatting with someone. When he answered the phone, there was a female voice beside him, but after Fang Ziye explained the content,

Lan Tianma immediately said, "Senior brother, wait for me for half an hour, I'll take a taxi back right away!"

"Where did you go? Why are you so far away?" Fang Ziye asked.

Lan Tianluo is now being given a leading role in emergency surgeries, and is expected to arrive at the emergency department within 20 minutes.

"I asked my master for a short leave today. He was supposed to be the first to rush to the emergency room."

"Don't worry, senior brother, I'll be there in half an hour!" Lan Tianluo didn't go into detail about what he was doing.

But Lan Tianluo stated that he would definitely be there for such an important moment and would not let a date delay him.

To be honest, Fang Ziye couldn't keep track of Nie Mingxian's progress all the time, and Nie Mingxian wouldn't report back on it all the time either.

Fang Ziye guessed that Nie Mingxian had sped up the process because he hadn't reached an agreement with Liu Guo, so he stopped slacking off.

Nie Mingxian will leave Han City in October to return to Kyoto.

He had to finish this project before leaving, otherwise there might not be anything left for Nie Mingxian to do.

It's not that Nie Mingxian didn't contribute anything, but rather that he wasn't involved.

This is a very distressing thing for someone who is truly a professional.

……

Fang Ziye arrived at a laboratory in the animal testing center in just over ten minutes, looking at the 'operation results' of Nie Mingxian and Wu Xuanqi.

Even after the rabbit's leg was amputated, the blood vessels were still beating normally. A small, portable blood circulation device automatically absorbed the venous blood and pumped it back into the arterial blood.

Furthermore, Nie Mingxian also solved the influencing factors of different blood vessel diameters very well.

"Ziye, the blood oxygen index measured at the arterial end is as high as 80%, which suggests that this small device can increase the preservation time of a severed limb by nearly tens or even hundreds of times!"

"With a shelf life of over 300 hours, it's enough to fly around the Earth!"

Nie Mingxian, an adult who has experienced great ups and downs, was now holding Wu Xuanqi's right hand with his left hand and Fang Ziye's left hand with his right hand.

It trembled slightly twice.

All three people present knew the significance of this thing. Although it was not large in size, the energy it released would definitely cause an earthquake in the entire orthopedic department.

It could even change future amputation guidelines and orthopedic textbooks.

It's just such a tiny thing!
“80%, much higher than the 60% I expected…” Fang Ziye murmured, his feelings becoming complicated at this moment.

(End of this chapter)