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Chapter 495 Master's and Doctoral Supervisors (Please Subscribe)

Be humble, modest, and cautious.

It's not about people, but about things and events.

With this thought in mind, Fang Ziye entered the operating room.

Thursday, March 9th.

Thursday was not Yuan Weihong's surgery day, but the only surgery day for Associate Professor Peng Long's group, so the surgery schedule was quite full.

In addition to the first functional reconstruction surgery, there were three other minor surgeries performed by Associate Professor Peng Long.

Most of the patients on the hospital waiting list are undergoing functional reconstruction, but some patients with other common illnesses are also admitted to the hospital.

After washing and disinfecting his hands, Fang Ziye raised his hands together in front of his chest, stepped on the automatic pressure sensor door of the operating room, and the door wheels made a clattering sound as they rolled.

When Fang Ziye entered, Wu Xuanqi was chatting with Xiong Jinhuan, the newly appointed PhD Cai Mingming, and Gong Yue.

The four people, all with smiles on their faces, looked towards the door as soon as they heard someone step open it. Their smiles immediately faded as if they wanted to say something but then stopped themselves.

Fang Ziye had washed his hands before entering the room.

Xiong Jinhuan was closest to Fang Ziye. After standing up subconsciously, she hesitated for two seconds before awkwardly asking, "Brother Ye, are you going on stage?"

Upon hearing Xiong Jinhuan's words, the people on the operating table turned their attention to her.

The operating table was clearly already filled with generals—

The lead surgeon was Liu Huanglong, the first assistant was Peng Long, the second assistant was Nie Mingxian, and the third assistant was Lu Zhefu. Zhou Yao, a first-year master's student, was also at the end of the operating table.

"Hmm." Fang Ziye nodded and walked to the location of the sterile surgical gown package. With a calm expression, he reached out and took a sterile surgical gown.

Fang Ziye's response not only surprised Xiong Jinhuan, but also Wu Xuanqi and Gong Yue.

For some "vague" reasons, Associate Professor Peng Long, who was originally working with Han Yuanxiao, only had one day a week for surgery.

Master's and doctoral students in the group have very few opportunities to speak on stage.

In view of this.

Wu Xuanqi, who always followed Liu Huanglong, usually did not go on stage on Thursdays. Under normal circumstances, in order to ensure the "surgery participation rate" of the doctoral students in Associate Professor Peng Long's group, Fang Ziye also rarely went on stage on Thursdays.

Almost everyone had gotten used to this tacit 'rule'.

However, it seems that Fang Ziye is going to break this situation today.

On the operating table, Liu Huanglong and Peng Long exchanged a glance, and Peng Long said, "Xiao Lu, you can get off the table now."

Zhou Yaocai was a first-year master's student, and this was his seventh day in the department. Peng Long really didn't want him to see the 'cruel side' of society, so he simply sacrificed Lu Zhefu's position.

Lu Zhefu nodded upon hearing this, his voice tinged with a smile: "Teacher Peng, I'll go to the equipment technician's place. The view is better there, and I've already changed into sterile gowns and gloves anyway."

Lu Zhefu is already in his third year of doctoral studies, and he also wants to stay in the hospital.

However, Dong Wenqiang, who had repeated a year, was watching him closely, while Yan Zhiming, a third-year student, was a formidable rival who hung out with Fang Ziye.

If you don't fight for and cherish the opportunity to operate, you'll only end up giving it away for nothing.

Peng Long understood Lu Zhefu's situation and didn't say anything more.

Fang Ziye made a run into the midfield, and Peng Long also obediently moved to the side.

Originally, as the first assistant, he was supposed to be the second assistant. Liu Huanglong, as the first assistant, did not need to change positions, since the chief surgeon and the first assistant were directly opposite each other.

Liu Huanglong also put down his scalpel for the time being, and said respectfully: "Ziye, why did you think of going on stage? You're not like this on a typical Thursday."

Fang Ziye was notified to go to the department, so Liu Huanglong didn't know the whole story of what happened in the department, but he could get the general idea.

Fang Ziye must have been provoked.
"Teacher Liu, I just want to perform surgery and have some fun with my hands." Fang Ziye had already put on sterile gloves and approached the operating table.

Liu Huanglong is knowledgeable in traditional Chinese medicine.

Everyone needs to vent. Some people vent by roaring, some by lying down, and some by having a big meal.

But some people vent by throwing themselves into their work.

The reason for needing to vent is because one has encountered something that is not within their capabilities; it is a proactive form of escapism.

And such 'escape' is perfectly justified.

No one in this world is omniscient or omnipotent, not even Fang Ziye.

Even when patients' families came seeking his help and pleaded with him to give them hope, Fang Ziye still couldn't provide it.

Fang Ziye needed to vent, and he did it immediately...

Liu Huanglong then gave up his seat, giving Fang Ziye space to vent his frustrations.

However, Liu Huanglong suddenly realized that by stepping down, he had added another contestant in the operating room who was stunned by Fang Ziye's "amazing operation".

Commonly known as, "A bewildered VIP on the third floor..."

To put it simply, Fang Ziye entered the operating room at 9:15, so we won't count the seconds.

He went on stage at 9:20, but Fang Ziye left the operating table and ran away at 11:00.

The whole process went smoothly without any problems. Fang Ziye's operation was as fluid as flowing water, cascading down without the slightest pause.

Even someone as brilliant as Liu Huanglong, with his extremely critical eye, could only say that Fang Ziye had brought in over eighty kilograms of lubricant today.

The smoothness is indescribable; only "silky smooth" can barely match Fang Ziye's level.

It was indeed silky smooth, but Liu Huanglong found himself unable to understand it very well again—

The only possibility is that Fang Ziye, the originator of this technique, has made another qualitative leap in the field of functional reconstruction.

After Fang Ziye left silently and nonchalantly, Nie Mingxian belatedly asked, "Teacher Liu, what kind of shock did Ziye suffer today?"

"Is this even human?"

Fang Ziye, that 'beast,' is truly not human. I heard he has to break through his limits every so often."

There are reasons to break through, and there are no reasons to break through conventionally. Even when stimulated, a breakthrough can still be achieved.

Even Napoleon didn't push boundaries like this.
Nie Mingxian was considered a 'veteran' in the field of damage and functional reconstruction techniques, but suddenly he found himself unable to understand Fang Ziye's operations.

The only word to describe it is "a lack of adjectives".

Liu Huanglong knew that Nie Mingxian's question was not a question, but rather a sarcastic one.

Not the answer.

"This is perhaps the real Ziye. We were quite unfamiliar with him before."

"But in reality, while we are making progress, our subsidiary businesses are also making progress."

“While we are learning, Ziye is also learning.” Although Liu Huanglong was not giving Nie Mingxian an answer, he wanted to find one for himself.

Fang Ziye is too fierce.

Before coming to Zhongnan Hospital, he had only heard that there was a very talented young man there.

Well, Liu Huanglong remembered Fang Ziye before he was invited here. But when he arrived at the training room, he made a bet with the head of hand surgery and ended up "flipping" himself.

Now look what's happened; I've really handed myself over to Fang Ziye.

This isn't just amazing talent; this is talent in a class of its own.

Wu Xuanqi, Nie Mingxian, Lan Tianluo, Liu Huanglong, they are all geniuses in a different category!

Wu Xuanqi remained conscious, cautious, and full of fighting spirit as he stood off the operating table: "Teacher Liu, Brother Nie, it's precisely because of people like Ziye that we have such opportunities."

"This world is only wonderful if it is otherwise peaceful and mundane." The strong become stronger when faced with stronger opponents and never admit defeat.

Everyone fell silent and continued with the finishing touches...

After leaving the operating room, Fang Ziye felt completely refreshed.

Fang Ziye analyzed it himself and found that there were two reasons for his pleasure. The first was that he had made a purchase, although it was 'knowledge points'.

Fang Ziye further increased his proficiency in functional reconstruction surgeries to the maximum level that could be added.

The current limit is 5000/5000 (maximum).

Proficiency is also a skill. Although I haven't reached the legendary level 6, level 5 with 0 proficiency is definitely not the same as 5000 proficiency.

Secondly, Fang Ziye has also recognized his own limitations, knowing that his abilities are limited and that he can only be a simple trauma surgeon at this point.

Bone tumors and other specialist patients have nothing to do with him.

Before you reach the level of a full professor, don't even think about trying to get things done across different majors.

Hand surgery and trauma surgery are separate fields, but they can actually be combined. In many hospitals, hand surgery and trauma surgery are still performed together.

However, trauma surgery and bone tumor specialty are two completely different categories of concepts.

Even if Fang Ziye could perform the corresponding surgeries, he shouldn't do it this way; it's beyond his reach!

After leaving the locker room, Fang Ziye put all these messy things out of his mind and immediately sent a message to Lan Tianluo.

"Tianluo, did you get the goods? How much did it cost? I'll transfer it to you." Fang Ziye sent a voice message on WeChat.

September 10th is approaching, and it will be another Teachers' Day.

Two years ago, Fang Ziye and Jie Han split the cost of a gift for Teacher's Day. Last year, Fang Ziye was absent because he was abroad, so Jie Han and Lan Tianluo took care of the gift.

Fang Ziye is in Wuhan this year, so he will definitely be involved again.

This year's Teachers' Day is a little different from previous years.

Yuan Weihong needs to be separated and live alone.

At least Yuan Weihong will not be attending Professor Deng Yong's Teachers' Day dinner as a participant!

"Senior brother, I've already bought it. I'll send a message to the group to collect payment later."

"This time we bought our mentor a set of e-sports equipment, so that he can protect his back when he reads academic papers or plays games at home."

"The price is a bit high, but I think my fellow apprentices and I are all financially capable. If we split the cost, it will be 1,500 yuan per person," Lan Tianluo replied in text.

"Okay, Tianluo, go and order two more bouquets of flowers for me later. The style of the flowers doesn't matter, but they must be there."

"This is my first year working, and I will be going to both Teacher's Day celebrations."

"Fortunately, Master was aware and understanding, so he arranged our little sect's gathering for lunch."

“Otherwise, I’ll be facing a nightmare,” Fang Ziye replied.

The price of the gift was not mentioned.

People with certain identities do what they are meant to do, and people with certain family backgrounds consume what they are meant to consume.

Two years ago, a few people pooled their money to buy the helmets, which cost a total of just over four hundred yuan.

Back then, Fang Ziye was poor, dirt poor. He had to spend 1,500 yuan to buy a gift.

There's no other way but to rely on your parents or take out loans.

This money cannot be saved.

"Senior, how are you going to spend Teacher's Day next year?" Lan Tianluo asked curiously.

That's right, another thing the hospital has to do in September is to finalize the list of master's and doctoral supervisors.

Fang Ziye appeared on the list as expected.

Furthermore, Fang Ziye was directly appointed as a doctoral supervisor without even having to do any of the work himself.

Yes, Fang Ziye has appeared on the list of doctoral supervisors, and he can directly supervise doctoral students next year!

Currently, the criteria for the selection of doctoral supervisors at Han City University are as follows:
1. Senior professional title: Applicants should have the title of professor or researcher, or in some cases, the title of associate professor or associate researcher with special approval.

2. Academic Achievements: Applicants should have high academic attainments, demonstrated by significant research achievements in relevant academic fields, including publishing high-quality academic papers, undertaking important research projects, and receiving research awards.

Fang Ziye meets both of these requirements. Although the associate researcher position is still going through the process, the process will eventually be completed.

Given Fang Ziye's current academic achievements, it would be excessive if he were not qualified to be promoted to associate researcher.

To know!
A former prodigy at Han City University has achieved a legendary career, becoming a doctoral supervisor and researcher at the age of 28!

Fang Ziye was about the same age as her, but his research title was one level lower.

“I’ll live with my master,” Fang Ziye answered almost without hesitation.

"Which master?" Lan Tianluo seemed determined to get to the bottom of it.

Fang Ziye was a little annoyed, but he also saw through Lan Tianluo's true thoughts: "Tianluo, keep up your efforts, and you will become a doctoral supervisor sooner than me, not later."

I was referring to age.

"Moreover, choosing medicine is your passion. If you had stayed in mathematics or computer science, you would be far more accomplished than I am today."

"Both of these majors offer the opportunity to become a genius overnight."

Computer science might not be relevant, but mathematics might, and there are precedents for it.

I heard that he was an undergraduate student from a mathematics department of Central South University in Wuhan who solved a world-class problem and became a professor overnight, which can be described as earth-shattering!
"Senior brother, you've misunderstood me."

"I'm not asking you to make a choice, nor am I jealous, but I'm also a little envious."

“What I mean is, you, doctoral supervisor, would you consider me?” Lan Tianluo typed back.

"No, I don't want to get beaten up by Master."

“Master delayed his promotion for a year so that you would be promoted…” Fang Ziye said.

Lan Tianluo's screen showed the other party typing several times...

But in the end they all stopped: "Senior brother, I was just joking."

"Congratulations, senior brother."

"Oh right, I'm not going back yet. My sister asked me to go with her to choose a Teacher's Day gift..." Lan Tianluo suddenly replied.

Fang Ziye caught the words in Lan Tianluo's reply.

It's my older sister, not my senior.

Fang Ziye smiled, pleased to see Lan Tianluo and Luo Tingzhu reconcile.

The two had no real grudges; it was all misunderstandings accumulated from their childhood.

However, when Fang Ziye heard Lan Tianluo mention that he had seen Luo Tingzhu near him every time there was a holiday in the past...

Fang Ziye couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him.

Who doesn't want harmonious parents and a complete family?
Lan Tianluo had it, but Luo Tingzhu did not.

Luo Tingzhu has it, but Lan Tianluo doesn't...

"Master's supervisor, doctoral supervisor, two students, my head hurts!" Fang Ziye muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)