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Chapter 515 Seminar Reservation (Please Subscribe)
Academicians and bigwigs are definitely high up and low, and it's impossible for them to be by Deng Yong's side all the time.

Even among professors, there are some differences in social standing. To think that you can rely on a few big shots to protect you from afar is wishful thinking.

Fang Ziye understood this as well and replied, "Master, the equipment for live surgical broadcasts is very advanced now. I can cooperate at any time if needed."

"However, before the live broadcast, we need to carefully select typical cases. If the cases are not typical, there may be problems during the live broadcast."

Technological advancements have made communication more convenient. In this day and age, although offline academic conferences are still the main venue, some purely basic scientific research conferences have long since moved online.

Cross-border exchanges are not unbelievable.

Fang Ziye can still appear at the conference, in live surgery broadcasts, and in academic discussions without leaving the hospital.

Deng Yong ignored Fang Ziye's question for the moment and asked, "Where's your father? Is he up yet? Would you like to have breakfast with them nearby?"

Fang Ziye has grown up and is no longer the carefree student who only needs to study and can ignore everything else. His main task now is no longer simply studying.

Deng Yong called Fang Ziye to his office alone because he wanted to discuss things outside of studying.

“Master, my father and uncle have already gone back by car… They came here last night because…” Fang Ziye then explained the purpose of his father and uncle’s visit.

Deng Yong was surprised to hear this, wondering how such a "statement" could possibly trick Fang Ziye's father into coming to Wuhan to check on him.
However, considering that everyone's exposure to different things is different, perhaps in Fang Ziye's father's mind, Fang Ziye simply could not reach such a high level.

Or rather, Fang Nan never imagined that Fang Ziye would reach such a high level.

People would rather believe that Fang Ziye was scammed and only made the news after being arrested than believe that he rose to prominence suddenly and gained recognition from official media based on his own abilities.

"Rumors can kill people!" Deng Yong exclaimed.

Fang Ziye sighed softly and said, "Master, I think it's probably because the environment changed too quickly and we can't adapt."

"What do you mean by that?" Deng Yong immediately retorted, then extinguished his cigarette and lit another one.

Deng Yong went to the hand surgery department for a period of time and had no in-depth contact with Fang Ziye for several months.

It's unclear whether Fang Ziye's mindset changed slightly after the two academicians visited last time, or perhaps he simply grew a little without realizing it.

Deng Yong always felt that his student was different from before.

"Master, what if our team is Professor Qiu Zhenghua's team?"

"So whether it's limb-sparing surgery for severe injuries or functional reconstruction surgery, it has long been known to many colleagues in trauma surgery, and even official media will conduct interviews and prepare documentaries in advance."

"I don't have to worry about my phone being harassed by so many people."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking carefully, he paused for a moment, sipping his tea as he analyzed and scrutinized his words.

He continued, "Even if our team were under Professor Liu Huanglong's absolute leadership, the situation we are facing now might be completely different."

"Or rather?"

Fang Ziye paused again: "If I had a very capable relative, perhaps my current situation would be completely different."

“Master, my skills may be okay now, but experience and knowledge cannot be made up for by skills alone. I still need to go through one thing after another and slowly summarize and generalize my ways of dealing with things.”

"This is the growth of another track."

It is better to ask for yourself than for others.

No matter what situation you face, you have to get through it, and you always will. A living person can't be suffocated by holding their pee.

This time, Fang Ziye certainly received many honors, but the most valuable asset was still the guidance he received from several senior academicians after making a trip there.

While being cautious and humble, one must also fulfill one's responsibilities.

The ability to get along with people, with your workplace, and even with the broader environment is a form of 'wisdom'.

At least, through this incident, Fang Ziye clearly understood that people at different levels have completely different perceptions and coping mechanisms when faced with the same situation...

Upon hearing this, Deng Yong felt a chill run down his spine, a mixture of heartache and shock, and asked, "Is there anything else you'd like to say?"

Fang Ziye nodded, and after organizing his thoughts for nearly twenty seconds, he said, "Master, while we can't rule out the possibility of having the worst intentions about people, we also shouldn't look at people with the worst eyes."

"For example, the online comments and rumors about some senior professors, and the general public opinion about some experts and professors, are mostly negative, such as accusing them of stealing other people's achievements."

"But that's not the case. Professor Qiu and Professor Gu both taught in an entertaining way."

"Pfft!" Deng Yong laughed upon hearing this and immediately raised his hand to slap Fang Ziye.

He interjected, "Let's not bring this up again."

When someone is giving you a lecture, you blow up the whole class. Actually, the two senior academicians are also quite embarrassed, okay?
In front of so many people, they tell you that you did something wrong, and that if you do it this way, your achievements may be taken by others. They want to teach you a vivid lesson.

You taught me a lesson...

Fang Ziye did not dodge, and Deng Yong's knock didn't hurt at all, so he continued: "For example, Professor Liu, he is actually capable of handling many situations, but he has always been very restrained in his interactions with our team."

"I think the way they control and manage the size is something worth learning."

"We must be careful not to be arrogant, but also to demonstrate our abilities, and most importantly, to make us feel comfortable around him..."

"Even when we see that some of the things our team does are not good, we don't complain or blame them."

Liu Huanglong's team is naturally quite large.

The significance of being recognized as an Outstanding Young Scientist is no joke.

However, in order to avoid any appearance of impropriety, Liu Huanglong did not involve his team in this clinical study; he was the only one involved.

Perhaps to avoid being accused of "reaping the benefits," or for other reasons, Liu Huanglong kept his methods of entering the game somewhat elusive...

"Are you saying that you're blaming Professor Liu for not helping you?" Deng Yong asked again.

"Of course not!" Fang Ziye shook his head.

"In fact, Professor Liu only has a superficial understanding of the situation of the academician team. The only familiar aspect of a person is the one they are in, not the one they have seen before."

“Master, actually, Teacher Liu saw some problems with our team, but he couldn’t explain them. There are a few main reasons for this.”

"First, Teacher Liu doesn't think our team will receive that much attention. If no one pays attention to you, a nobody, then you'll have plenty of time to fill in the gaps in your knowledge."

"But Professor Qiu and Professor Gu have different ideas because they have experienced a lot."

"Secondly, our team's funding is indeed limited, and we haven't received enough support before. Without money, if we want to carry out such an advanced research project, we can only..."

A hero can be brought down by a lack of money; a man with money is a hero; a man without money is nothing.

Fang Ziye didn't continue speaking.

"Ziye, you've really grown a lot!"

"I don't know if you remember some things I told you before. I told you that with each step of your growth, you will feel that you have less happiness."

Deng Yong then smacked his lips again and said, "I also remember my teacher once told me that a person's ultimate happiness is mostly found in books and in life, not in work."

"There is nothing wrong in the world; it is the mediocre who make trouble for themselves."

"But today, your master has another piece of advice for you: learning will bring us joy and make us less ignorant."

"Similarly, learning can also make us unhappy and make us more ignorant."

“It might not be ignorance, but helplessness!” Deng Yong said, patting Fang Ziye on the shoulder.

Fang Ziye took a sip of tea, while Deng Yong took another deep drag of his cigarette.

Then she said, "You'll be starting to be a teacher yourself next year."

"You are about to be promoted to associate professor. If nothing unexpected happens, you will have to try leading a small team next year or even the year after."

"You are now a doctoral supervisor and a researcher. You will start applying for research grants on your own, and soon you will be leading a research team on your own."

“Your foundation is better than mine and your teacher Yuan Weihong’s. However, the better your foundation, the bigger the scale you can expand. At that point, you need to be more cautious.”

"Don't let your students drag you down with you!~~"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye asked, "Master, are you referring to academic fraud?"

"It's not limited to academic fraud!" Deng Yong shook his head.

"Ziye, do you think that the many unhealthy relationships between mentors and supervisors circulating online are solely the fault of the mentors?"

Does having a doctorate automatically mean you'll graduate? Does it mean you're necessarily capable of graduating?

"Who made that rule?"

"Is a student's inability to graduate solely the teacher's fault? If the student doesn't do anything, does the teacher have to force them to submit papers, use connections, and force them to graduate?" Deng Yong only said half of what he meant; Fang Ziye probably needed to gradually understand the rest...

After hearing this, Fang Ziye's head was buzzing, as if ten great bells were ringing in his ears.

Is Deng Yong being sarcastic or mocking towards himself?
October 9th, Tuesday, is Yuan Weihong's surgery day.

However, Yuan Weihong has already gone abroad, and after Deng Yong returned, he took over the same team that Yuan Weihong had previously led. Therefore, today is still a surgery day.

In October, the types of trauma surgeries performed remained largely unchanged.

Today, Zhongnan Hospital has accumulated a large number of surgeries. Even though Liu Huanglong went to the hand surgery department, he took away some patients who needed functional reconstruction surgery.

Even with two departments treating patients simultaneously, there are still patients queuing up because there's no food left to eat.

There are just too many Chinese people!
Every individual and every team has limited energy each day.

After Fang Ziye and Deng Yong went on stage, Fang Ziye discovered that his teacher had not been idle in the past few months.

Despite his advanced age, Deng Yong continues to learn with high efficiency.

Deng Yong had already mastered the debridement and suturing techniques for destructive injuries!
In fact, during his time in hand surgery, Deng Yong honed his skills to a certain level by mastering some basic hand surgery procedures, such as nerve suturing and tendon suturing, thanks to his Level 4 suturing ability.

After leading his team in performing a functional reconstruction surgery, Deng Yong very politely asked, "Ziye, what aspects of this surgery could be improved?"

"We've already recorded a video, let's review and learn together later, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye smiled and nodded, "Yes, Master!"

Fang Ziye was completely unpretentious.

When his teacher was teaching him, he didn't look down on him because of his lack of skills, nor was he impatient. Now, the teaching relationship has only changed slightly, so Fang Ziye certainly couldn't have any other related emotions.

However, when the second surgery began, Deng Yong discovered—

With Fang Ziye's assistance, Lan Tianluo and Jie Han were able to barely complete the new technique of functional reconstruction, and the degree of completion was only slightly worse than when he performed the main surgery.

Deng Yong then lamented that he was getting old: "The young people these days are really all incredibly capable."

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianluo said, "Teacher Deng, actually Brother Nie Mingxian has stronger overall abilities, but it's a pity he has already gone back."

Lan Tianluo is telling the truth!

If everyone is learning new techniques at the same time, Deng Yong's learning speed is fast due to the buff of his strong basic skills, while Lan Tianluo basically has to start from scratch.

The difference in qualifications is self-evident.

"Yes, Xiao Nie has gone back."

"But if we're going back, we're going back. Those who are meant to come will come, and if they aren't, there's no point in forcing it," Deng Yong replied.

Then he turned to look at the time on the operating room timer panel: "Wow, time flies, it's already six o'clock!"

"Let's wrap things up and get off the stage quickly, it's getting late."

Now, apart from Fang Ziye personally performing the surgery, which can keep the surgery time within three hours, whether it's Lan Tianluo or Deng Yong, a single surgery takes at least four hours.

The surgery started at eight in the morning, took about an hour to complete, and some time was wasted on pre-operative preparation. By six in the evening, nearly ten hours had passed in the blink of an eye.

There are many micro-operations involved in functional reconstruction surgery, and Deng Yong was a little tired after performing them all.

“Master, why don’t you go down and rest? There are still one or two places where he hasn’t mastered the Heavenly Net well enough in this final stage. I’ll guide him a few more times,” Fang Ziye offered.

Fang Ziye did not go too far with Lan Tianluo.

If it's good, then it should be praised; if it's bad, then it should be taught, pointed out, and then the gaps should be filled.

Lan Tianluo felt a little embarrassed upon hearing this.

In fact, Deng Yong was even more embarrassed, because Fang Ziye had brought it up in this way, probably implying that he was "teaching a man by pointing at him indirectly"!
Lan Tianluo hasn't even started finishing up yet!

"Then I'll take a look too." Having been a teacher for many years, Deng Yong immediately saw through Fang Ziye's little scheme and took the initiative to ask to stay.

Fang Ziye didn't say much, but meticulously demonstrated the layered suturing of local tissues at the end of the functional reconstruction surgery.

While explaining, "Functional reconstruction surgery, besides properly connecting and repositioning tendons, blood vessels, and nerves, also requires precise suturing of the tissue embryos outside these three key areas—essentially the soft tissue bed." "It must not be compressed, nor can the nerves and blood vessels become loose within the tissue bed..."

"In that case, layered stitching becomes more important. Layered stitching doesn't mean leaving gaps; stitching definitely can't leave gaps."

"..." As Fang Ziye spoke, he tried to use theoretical concepts to demonstrate the theory, operational details, and purpose of suturing.

This meticulous and methodical teaching approach is Fang Ziye's current teaching method. It doesn't involve many techniques or attractive language.

This is surgery, and teaching during surgery requires precise language, not trying to be inspiring or grab people's attention.

In teaching, the focus should be on the content first, and only then on the form...

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, Deng Yong nodded repeatedly: "That's right. Once you can explain your operations and your philosophy in a more professional way, you won't leave people feeling confused when you give lectures."

"You must first learn to explain what you know clearly, and don't be afraid that it is verbose, boring, or tasteless."

"Only after thoroughly explaining the knowledge you understand can you then chew it up, mix it together, and use other methods such as corroborating evidence to analyze it a second time."

Fang Ziye nodded upon hearing this: "Master, yes, I've tried it before."

“Each form of expression is different and suits a different audience, but the first version is always the most basic and the most complex.”

Fang Ziye's understanding was entirely due to the version of the destruction and damage theory he had previously explained to his fellow students and teachers.

After discovering that they had different levels of acceptance of different versions, Fang Ziye was very certain that the teaching method affected the learning rate.

However, the version that is most widely accepted and has the broadest acceptance is still the simplest version, rather than any fancy or elaborate one.

If you let Jie Han learn Lan Tianluo's version, Jie Han will go crazy.

If Lan Tianluo were to learn Jie Han's worldview, Lan Tianluo would be tempted to kill his senior brother, Jie Han.

One teaching session and two surgeries have come to an end.

Deng Yong left the operating room early, around 6:30, because he received an emergency meeting, which seemed to be called by Dean Wang himself.

Although Deng Yong's popularity has increased slightly, he cannot completely disregard the rules and refuse to attend the dean's meeting calls.

After Deng Yong left, Lan Tianluo immediately asked, "Senior brother, when do you think I can start practicing upper limb injury treatment?"

"Have I accumulated enough basic skills now?"

Lan Tianluo is now very familiar with limb-sparing surgery and lower limb function reconstruction for lower limb injuries. The surgeries he looks forward to learning and performing are the two types of upper limb surgeries.

"That's about it. You can come with me and we'll get started!"

“However, most upper limb injuries require emergency care, and often at night. You should be prepared,” Fang Ziye said with a smile.

Lan Tianlu nodded to indicate that there was no problem.

Next door, Jie Han sighed softly, feeling slightly frustrated.

There's no other reason than that, right now, the only people in the group who are qualified to perform limb-sparing surgery for severe injuries are Deng Yong, Fang Ziye, Jie Han, and Lan Tianluo.

Originally, there was also a mentor, Yuan Weihong, but Yuan Weihong has now gone abroad.

Deng Yong is the big boss, Fang Ziye is the small boss, and Lan Tianluo is going to shift his focus to learning surgery. So, wouldn't Jie Han be the only one left to perform emergency limb-sparing surgery for lower limb injuries?
It's a bit embarrassing for the senior to take over the junior's 'business'.

However, Jie Han was still very happy inside.

Even though I'm sitting on someone else's chair, it's still so much better than watching others sit while I can only stand!
"Senior brother, I'm sure I'll be very late." Jie Han sighed softly.

When the three little ones were "performing" here, the eyes and expressions of the people watching were slightly ferocious.

Then, the newly promoted PhD, Ning Wuyang, took all the blame. Yan Zhiming said, "Wuyang, did you see that? Your fellow students are just like this."

"They wish they could crush us fellow disciples in the mud and trample us!"

"Tell me, is what they're saying even human language?" Yan Zhiming, the chubby senior brother, asked in a fit of impotent rage.

Ning Wuyang thought about it seriously for a full ten seconds before nodding: "Senior Brother Yan, I'll side with what's right, not personal relationships. I second that idea!"

Jie Han and Lan Tianluo still looked worried. What the hell are you worried about? With your current skills, you can't even compare to an associate professor in a regular hospital. What are you worried about?
Today's surgeries, apart from Deng Yong's, were mainly the "home show" for Fang Ziye and his group.

As Ning Wuyang said this, Hu Qingyuan, who was standing at the edge of the operating room, was patted on the shoulder by his senior brother Gong Luoyuan.

"Little Hu, don't you dare follow in your teacher's footsteps in the future!" Gong Luoyuan joked.

Hu Qingyuan turned his head blankly: "What mantle?"

"You betray your master and ancestors!" Gong Luoyuan said in a low voice.

The fact that Hu Qingyuan was able to be kept by Fang Ziye proves that there is a very high probability that Hu Qingyuan will become Fang Ziye's student in the future.

Gong Luoyuan is currently a first-year master's student, making him Hu Qingyuan's soon-to-be senior.

Hu Qingyuan nodded, his eyes narrowed, and he began to dream about it—

How wonderful it would be if one day I could be like my teacher Fang Ziye and several senior uncles, making a group of senior brothers "stand as punishment"!
However, Hu Qingyuan was still young. After entering the trauma surgery department, he realized that he was still standing outside, and there was still a long way to go.

Let alone the damage, I can't even handle a fracture surgery right now. The road ahead is long and arduous, but I will persevere in my search...

After all the surgeries were finished, Fang Ziye said, "Xiaoshan, this patient is under your care, right? Take Qingyuan with you later to get the medical orders written. He's an intern now, so he'll be with you for now. You two can learn together..."

Fang Ziye wanted to find something for Hu Qingyuan to do. Fang Ziye didn't have a fixed assigned bed, and since Hu Qingyuan wanted to learn the basics of trauma surgery, he naturally had to start with case studies.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xiaoshan immediately shook his head upon hearing this, his long face falling: "Brother Ye, please spare me."

"Qingyuan is pretty strong. Although I'm only a year ahead of him, I can't really say I'm mentoring him. He's a top student!"

Fang Ziye glanced at Zhou Xiaoshan, then looked at Hu Qingyuan.

Zhou Xiaoshan nodded vigorously, indicating his disapproval of Fang Ziye's arrangement.

Fang Ziye could only say, "Qingyuan, then you should go with Tianluo..."

"Okay." Hu Qingyuan nodded obediently.

Fang Ziye arranged for him to be with Zhou Xiaoshan, and he would definitely do as he was told. However, it was uncertain who would be leading whom in the end.

Zhou Xiaoshan was just starting his first year of master's studies in September, not much better than Hu Qingyuan, and didn't have much experience in managing patients.

Hu Qingyuan was a "student" that Fang Ziye had recently acquired, and Lan Tianluo didn't know much about Hu Qingyuan.

However, he was still quite interested in an intern who could make Zhou Xiaoshan feel a little scared.

He's an expert at mentoring students, and he especially loves mentoring 'good students'!
Lan Tianluo gave Fang Ziye a knowing smile.

Suddenly, Fang Ziye's personal phone rang.

Hu Qingyuan was right next to the shelf. He immediately picked it up, looked at it, and walked over to Fang Ziye: "Professor Fang, it's Professor Duan Hong calling."

Fang Ziye moved over, answered the call, and started walking out of the operating room, ignoring the "jokes" of his fellow apprentices.

"Hello, Teacher Duan!" Fang Ziye spoke very politely.

Duan Hong's voice remained as refined as ever: "Ziye, I have received an invitation from the chairman of the Chinese Trauma Surgery Association. The Chinese Trauma Surgery Association will be jointly organizing several additional academic exchange meetings with our province's Trauma Surgery Association and Hand Surgery Association."

"The conference will mainly consist of theoretical discussions and live surgical demonstrations. We've invited you to participate online. Can you spare the time?"

"If possible, we plan to schedule the meeting from October 19th to October 21st."

"From Friday to Sunday, a total of three days."

"At that time, you may have to conduct several live teaching surgeries and participate in two short theoretical discussions on traumatic injuries," Duan Hong said very directly.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's breathing quickened.

If the arrival of Academicians Gu Yuandong and Qiu Zhenghua indicates that the higher authorities have recognized Fang Ziye's new techniques, then this impromptu academic conference is a recognition of Fang Ziye's abilities by colleagues across the country.

Following this exchange and live surgery broadcast, Fang Ziye secured a prominent position in the field of trauma surgery throughout China, adding a significant chapter to the field.

If we can promote our innovative and developed limb-sparing and functional reconstruction techniques for severe injuries, allowing more people to use them and benefiting more patients.

No real doctor can resist its temptation!

Throughout history, there has been constant competition among various schools of thought in China, with each scholar eager to share their academic ideas with the public.

The same applies to technology.

"Teacher Duan, thank you so much for your arrangements!"

“I should be able to cooperate at any time,” Fang Ziye replied after thinking carefully.

From October 19th to 21st, Fang Ziye made no other arrangements.

"OK, all right!"

"This special seminar on new surgeries is a unique event. Before the seminar begins, our provincial trauma surgery association holds a small meeting in advance."

"We will mainly invite the chairman, vice-chairmen, and former chairman of the Trauma Surgery Association, as well as some prominent experts and professors, to discuss and finalize the academic conference agenda..."

After Duan Hong finished speaking, he paused for a moment before saying, "Ziye, because of your current special status, we may not be able to come to Zhongnan Hospital to discuss things with you in person."

"It could be a video conference with you, or it could be that we discuss it and then notify you unilaterally. Is that alright with you?"

"Naturally, Professor Deng Yong and Professor Han Yuanxiao from your esteemed institution will also be present at this small meeting!"

It's a bit exaggerated that so many professors are crowding into the Department of Trauma Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital just because Fang Ziye is having trouble. This will only ruin Fang Ziye's career.

Even disregarding the fact that Fang Ziye was a doctor at Zhongnan Hospital, Duan Hong still regarded Fang Ziye as his junior apprentice.

At this critical juncture, anyone who tries to use flattery to their detriment to Fang Ziye could face backlash.

"Teacher Duan, thank you for your hard work. It's really inconvenient for me to leave the hospital too far right now." Fang Ziye handed over the autonomy.

Duan Honglai made this call out of respect for himself.

Even if he doesn't call ahead and just makes arrangements on the spot, Fang Ziye won't pretend to be aloof and refuse.

This is like someone setting up a stage for you and letting you perform; it's almost like a 'one-man show'.

"Ok!"

Duan Hong took a deep breath and then said, "Ziye, congratulations."

"Ziye, we are proud of you not only from Zhongnan Hospital, but also from Wuhan, and perhaps even Hubei Province, and the whole country in the future!"

After Duan Hong finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

The last sentence is somewhat thought-provoking, yet also quite pleasing.

Fang Ziye held his phone, a smile finally spreading across his face.

After a long period of accumulation, I have finally reached this point, a step that even my teachers, and even Professor Duan Hong and others, have not experienced.

The surgery was broadcast live in front of colleagues from all over the country, and it was also a special academic seminar, which meant that many people came specifically for him.

This is not an endorsement from the Hubei Provincial Health Commission; it is merely an endorsement from colleagues in the trauma surgery field.

This is enough.

Gaining recognition from peers is harder than gaining recognition from superiors.

After all, if you don't have the ability, your competitors won't tolerate you.

However, if you lack ability but have strong enough connections, many leaders will treat you very politely.

There is a saying that goes well.

"You need to understand, they live apart in different places. What's three gunshot wounds compared to that?"

It was at this moment that Fang Ziye finally opened his long-unused panel once again, looking at the more than 100,000 knowledge points he had accumulated.

[Gained 123.3 Knowledge Points.]

[Gained 323.9 Knowledge Points.]

【…】

[Current knowledge points balance: 183521.2 points.]

Fang Ziye roughly calculated that his average daily knowledge point income has increased from 1,800 to 2,500!
This is the result of a lecture on damage theory that was conducted in Wuhan and Hubei Province.

It's important to know that Fang Ziye can only gain a little over 6,000 knowledge points by performing a single destructive surgery.

(End of this chapter)