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Chapter 524 The Wealth I Almost Couldn't Catch (Please Subscribe)

"Master!" Fang Ziye answered the phone and gestured with his eyes to ask the live stream staff whether the live stream had been turned off.

The other party had temporarily turned off the camera and replied, "Professor Fang, don't worry, I'm a professional at this. Currently, there is no way to hear our conversation or the video footage of the meeting."

These words were not meant for Fang Ziye to hear, but rather for the staff to say so that his master, Yuan Weihong, could hear them.

"Ziye, do you know what time it is here right now?"

"These people are crazy! I shouldn't have volunteered to try limb-saving surgery after I arrived!" Yuan Weihong cursed.

Fang Ziye had been to the United States and knew that the time difference between the United States and China was about twelve hours.

It's almost 5 PM in China right now, so it should be around 4 or 5 PM there.

Furthermore, the time zone in the United States is about twelve hours behind that in China, which means it was only four or five in the morning on the 19th there.

"Master, do you mean you were woken up by the phone?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Yup!"

"The usual ward rounds here are around 6 o'clock, which is fine, but today they called me earlier."

"They woke me up, saying I needed to buy a plane ticket back to China; they're flying to Seoul!"

"Fuck you." After venting his emotions in a fit of rage, Yuan Weihong finally let out a soft sigh.

"Ziye, I'm sorry, I'm really not used to it."

"Regardless, I'm still here to learn, so I should still give you the respect you deserve. Has your first live surgery broadcast already ended?"

Although Yuan Weihong is far away abroad, he is still very familiar with some of the travel arrangements in China.

Yuan Weihong knew perfectly well what the schedule was for such an important seminar for his students.

"Master, it just ended, so I didn't answer the first call. I didn't answer the last call because I was live streaming."

"The live stream is now shut down," Fang Ziye said.

After saying that, Fang Ziye cautiously replied, "Master, if those professors are coming, then if you fly over from abroad and have to adjust to the time difference, it will already be the last day, right?"

Does this make sense?

"Or is it possible that we'll need to extend the time?" Fang Ziye asked.

Since they've come from afar, and Yuan Weihong is the central figure connecting them, the meeting will definitely need to be extended or extended as appropriate.

However, Fang Ziye also felt that the same content would get a little boring if it was said many times in a row.

"Ziye, can you still persuade me? I just wanted to call you beforehand to discuss this!"

"After all, if your presentation at this seminar is good, you may be able to give a presentation at the World Congress of Orthopaedics later on."

"This will be a crucial opportunity for you!" Yuan Weihong's voice was slightly excited.

Before going abroad this time, Yuan Weihong felt that he had been exiled and that he was in a passive state, becoming Fang Ziye's stepping stone.

However, after he came out, Yuan Weihong realized that his trip out might be a very important opportunity.

To succeed in one's profession, whether one first gains international recognition or only domestic recognition, this is crucial.

Academic reputation is ultimately determined by the recognition of your research findings within the industry!

Published journal articles may represent your research level to some extent, but they are ultimately not as valuable as recognition from your peers in person!

"Master, I need to think about it!"

"How about this? If the professors who came with you aren't too busy, how about we let them stay a few days later, or a day or two longer?" Because the other party was Yuan Weihong, Fang Ziye's suggestion was quite casual.

"Okay, I'll discuss it with the teachers here."

……

After Fang Ziye hung up the phone, he looked up and saw two people holding live streaming equipment looking at him with complicated expressions.

Their company currently collaborates with organizations beyond Zhongnan Hospital, but their daily activities are confined to Zhongnan Hospital.

Having cooperated here for a long time, they naturally know the current status of Zhongnan Hospital in the country.

Some departments still have a substantial workload.

However, the status of orthopedics in the country is just so-so.

This time, Fang Ziye's ability to trigger a nationwide seminar was quite unexpected.

Now, even foreigners are crowding in here!
This sounds truly unbelievable.

Fang Ziye didn't explain much, and said with a smile, "Teacher, can I open the live stream now? There are still guests here, and I've already finished making my calls."

"Sure, sure, but please wait a moment!" The middle-aged man with the crew cut and the two young men next to him began to adjust the equipment.

About half a minute later, he gave Fang Ziye an OK sign.

This means that Fang Ziye's image and voice are now appearing in the venue, and at the same time, the sound of commotion in the venue can be heard through Fang Ziye's Bluetooth headset.

However, these voices gradually subsided and then slowly returned to calm.

Fang Ziye apologized first, saying, "I'm sorry, Professor Duan, and all the teachers in the room, I just had a very important private phone call."

"It was my teacher calling, and I didn't dare refuse directly, so I'm really sorry for taking up a few minutes of your time!~"

"I'm on my way to the lecture hall now, and I expect to be there in seven or eight minutes."

Duan Hong did not relay the content of the discussion to Fang Ziye at this moment, but nodded directly as a representative: "Professor Fang, let's talk about it after you come back."

"Okay!" Fang Ziye nodded in agreement and quickened his pace.

He then said to the middle-aged man and the two young men in front of him, "Teachers, thank you for your hard work. You may need to tidy up the equipment yourselves later."

“We also have people in our operating room who can help out. I’m going to the lecture hall now, so I won’t see you off.”

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man became embarrassed and said, "Professor Fang, you're too kind. You don't need to be so polite. We've already received payment."

"From now on, you will be our valued customer."

Normally, when these staff members collaborate with other professors, the professors are not so polite; they directly state what needs to be done.

Fang Ziye's sudden politeness caught him off guard.

Fang Ziye didn't stand on ceremony any longer and went straight to the changing room downstairs from the operating room. Instead of changing into scrub clothes, he put on disposable shoe covers and headed towards the academic lecture hall with an umbrella.

To be honest, after leaving the surgical building where the operating room was located, Fang Ziye still felt that his decision to go out in short sleeves was too reckless.

It was drizzling in Han City on October 19th, and it was quite cold.

However, it would be inappropriate to go back and change clothes at this point.

Despite the cold, Fang Ziye jogged to the academic conference hall.

After setting up the umbrella upside down at the entrance, I went directly to the side door near the podium, slipped inside, and then went around backstage to the speaker's seat.

"Thank you for watching, teachers, and for not disturbing me during the surgery. I'm back now. If you have any suggestions during the surgery, please feel free to correct me!" Fang Ziye said very politely.

Many people in the room remained silent!

However, Duan Hong, as the host, gathered some questions and asked with a half-smile: "Professor Fang, were the few words we saw just before the live broadcast paused true or false?"

If Peking Union Medical College Hospital is the pinnacle of Chinese medicine, then the Mayo Clinic is one of the world's leading medical institutions.

No one dared to refute this statement.

Even many doctors at Peking Union Medical College Hospital apply to study, visit, or go abroad to the Mayo Clinic for further training, and after returning, they send their students there.

If the Mayo Clinic weren't truly exceptional, then the destination of this overseas visit wouldn't have been the Mayo Clinic, but rather another medical institution in another country!

Fang Ziye looked distressed, unsure whether to answer.

However, because the question was so abrupt, some people had already asked Deng Yong some questions before Fang Ziye arrived at the scene.

However, Deng Yong himself was unsure about these issues and did not give a precise answer.

Deng Yong took the microphone and said, "Ziye, just tell the truth!"

"We will deal with whatever situation arises. There are many senior professionals in our venue who are friends with professors of trauma surgery and hand surgery at the Mayo Clinic."

"Even if you don't say anything, they might still be asked the same questions later."

"So we can start planning early!"

Fang Ziye nodded, still cautiously replying, "When my teacher called me just now, he did mention that a teacher would be coming to Han City, but the specific time and who it would be are still undecided."

"Furthermore, I have explained our situation to my teacher, and my teacher will contact me as soon as there is any follow-up information!"

"After all, we're abroad, and it's still the early morning of the 19th!"

Upon hearing this, everyone basically confirmed the matter.

Fang Ziye only touched upon the topic briefly, and their thirst for knowledge also only needed to be touched upon briefly.

In this world, anyone who is truly engaged in clinical practice or academic research is not a fool.

The reason why modern medicine has developed so rapidly is because of its communicative, inclusive, and replicable nature!
If you already have a mature theoretical system and operational methods, and you know them but don't go out to exchange and learn them, then you're just hoarding your own knowledge.

"Alright then!" Professor Duan Hong drawled, sounding both helpless and relieved.

Fortunately, this happened in full view of everyone, and right after the seminar had started; otherwise, it would have been quite amusing.

"Dear teachers, this is a private matter. I wonder if any of you have any advice for the surgery I just performed?" Fang Ziye asked again, genuinely wanting to ask a few questions.

Professor Zhang Ying was the first to raise her hand without hesitation.

"Teacher Zhang, please speak!" Fang Ziye said very politely.

Zhang Ying stood up and said, "Professor Fang, I'm just chatting casually. It's not necessarily that it's bad, but rather that I'm sharing my personal views and understanding after watching the surgery."

"If there are any discrepancies, Professor Fang, please try to use your understanding as the standard. After all, you are the professional in this field, while I am just a layman."

"Looking at the entire limb-sparing surgery for severe injuries, I can feel Professor Fang's philosophy in one word: survival."

"I don't know if Professor Fang, you have hidden or failed to explain the concept of 'movement' in your operation."

"After all, if someone is merely alive but eventually becomes unable to move, then the significance of limb salvage surgery is actually narrowed and limited!"

Fang Ziye nodded upon hearing this: "Teacher Zhang, thank you for your guidance."

"Regarding your concept of 'liveliness' and 'movement,' I haven't grasped it in such depth yet, but based on my understanding..."

"If what you mean, Professor Zhang, is that we need to consider the convenience of the second-stage functional reconstruction surgery during the first-stage surgery?"

"This is something I didn't cover in the theoretical groundwork, but I included it in the operational process."

"Today's time is really limited. As you can see from Teacher Zhang, the total time for the theoretical demonstration was three hours. I didn't cover any content related to functional reconstruction techniques, and it took up two hours and fifty minutes."

"In order to control the time well, I have to cut out all of this content."

"I've saved all the content related to functional reconstruction surgery for tomorrow!~"

"Thank you, Teacher Zhang," Fang Ziye said.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ying nodded: "That's good, but I still have a suggestion for you, Professor Fang!"

"In the process of limb salvage surgery for limb damage, we can use some local medications, which will make the postoperative functional residue stronger."

"These medications have all undergone clinical trials; Professor Fang, you might want to take a look!"

“Systemic and local medications complement each other.”

"Of course, this concept is not widely used in clinical practice at present, and its achievements in scientific research are also rarely seen. If you are interested in this, Professor Fang..."

“You can ask me for some materials privately. I can give you some conceptual stuff that our team has compiled, in addition to the key data!” Zhang Ying said generously.

Zhang Ying's words could be considered a form of support and favor towards Fang Ziye.

The conceptual stuff that the team had put together was one of their research results, and they just gave it to Fang Ziye like that, which was really generous.

"Okay, thank you for your guidance, Teacher Zhang."

"I do know relatively little about this," Fang Ziye said, expressing his gratitude.

Perhaps because Zhang Ying had set the stage, or perhaps because the live stream had just been interrupted, another professor also raised his hand.

“Professor Fang, our team has also compiled some information on topical medications, but it certainly can’t compare to Professor Zhang’s team’s. However, I found Professor Zhang’s point just now very interesting!”

"I just thought it might be helpful. Professor Fang, you can just read it as a leisurely book when you're bored..." The speaker was in the middle row and did not give his name.

Fang Ziye didn't recognize him, but he still thanked him politely.

"Thank you for your kind words, teachers. I will study it carefully and consult with you both!" Fang Ziye bowed slightly.

Whether the other party is offering something as a bonus or not, at least they are willing to give you something of real value, which is a favor in itself.

Upon hearing Fang Ziye's words, Professor Yu Bing spoke first:

"Professor Fang, may I ask who will be coming from the Mayo Clinic this time?"

“I might even know them.” Unlike Fang Ziye, Yu Bing did not refer to the professors at the Mayo Clinic as teachers, but rather as colleagues.

This is the source of Professor Yu Bing's confidence; his professional level and academic standing are unmatched by ordinary people.

China's medical operation technology is among the best in the world.

Fang Ziye really wanted to answer the question, but his ability was limited: "Teacher Yu, I don't know exactly which teachers will be coming."

"This matter is not yet confirmed!"

Fang Ziye didn't mean to be a Western worshipper, but he believed in learning from those who are accomplished. Although his experience in the US wasn't particularly pleasant.

However, the teachers there didn't do anything out of the ordinary; they still signed the papers for Fang Ziye conscientiously. It's just that Fang Ziye wasn't willing to engage in in-depth cooperation with them.

"Dear teachers, the topic of our seminar today is the standardized treatment of traumatic injuries, as well as live surgical broadcasts."

"I hope the teachers can offer their corrections!" Fang Ziye steered the conversation back on track.

When communicating with people outside the hospital, you must always be cautious and not be led by the nose.

Zhongnan Hospital's overall strength and academic standing are limited to this level, so it shouldn't try to show off in front of a group of big shots.

It's not that if a professor from the Mayo Clinic gets caught up in this issue, they can keep talking about it at this seminar.

Even if Yu Bing and Tang Fupei deliberately steered the conversation away, it's best not to say anything more.

The main body responsible for communicating and exchanging ideas with teaching hospitals abroad this time was, after all, the Department of Orthopedics at Zhongnan Hospital, rather than the Department of Trauma Surgery at the Chinese Medical Association.

The subjects of communication are different. If you can't face this fact, others will think that Zhongnan Hospital is really that powerful.

Only after Fang Ziye got to this point did the representatives start raising their hands.

However, after witnessing Fang Ziye's strong fundamentals and exquisite operational details, there were no more voices offering "corrections" or nitpicking!
Fang Ziye's current skill level, in terms of operation alone, is at the level of a "national master", and he even has basic skills that surpass this level.

If someone of Fang Ziye's skill level is still being criticized or corrected, then that would be too harsh.

"Teacher, the question you asked me was also asked by a member of our team before, so my answer is prepared in advance."

"That's right. Although we have compiled statistics on the instructors who practice standard limb-sparing surgery for traumatic injuries in the animal laboratory, the current results show that only people with certain basic skills can successfully perform limb-sparing surgery."

"However, this topic is relatively superficial, probably because we haven't found a suitable teaching method."

"Furthermore, our team may explore a relatively simplified version of the limb-sparing treatment plan in the future, which we will provide for your reference."

"That's just what we're considering for now," Fang Ziye replied politely.

The person asking the question was a professor from Jilin Province. Fang Ziye couldn't remember the professor's name, so he could only address him as "teacher".

The other party's question is about the learning threshold for limb-sparing surgery for severe injuries—whether it truly requires advanced or higher levels of expertise.

He also mentioned that most doctors in prefecture-level city hospitals in China do not reach this level, which suggests that teaching hospitals in China that can perform limb-sparing surgery are currently limited to provincial-level tertiary hospitals.

In this case, the number of patients who can benefit from limb-sparing surgery for severe injuries will be greatly narrowed!
After Fang Ziye replied, the other party nodded: "Professor Fang, perhaps my thoughts are a bit extreme."

"Personally, I still believe that if a surgery has a high learning curve, then it's more likely a successful operation than a successful surgical technique!"

After saying this, perhaps fearing a backlash from the crowd, he quickly explained, "Even if such limb-sparing surgery can be performed in a top-tier provincial hospital, it is still of great significance for the development of medicine and for filling the gaps in treatment options for diseases." The professor's emotions at that moment were probably complex.

After the professor finished speaking, Duan Hong said, "Professor Dong, everything has its own rules for occurrence and development."

"As it is said, nothingness is the beginning of all things, and existence is the mother of all things."

"The interplay between existence and non-existence is the source of all the wondrous Dharma. If we didn't even have this initial concept, how could there have been any subsequent development?"

"Currently, limb-sparing surgery for severe injuries has only been successfully explored at Zhongnan Hospital and a few hospitals in Wuhan. The goal is to extend it to all prefecture-level city hospitals in a short period of time."

"Professor Dong's demands on Professor Fang are still too harsh!"

Duan Hong stated, "If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all. If you're thinking about universal benefits entirely from a saintly perspective, then you can leave."

However, the content expressed will be relatively obscure.

Upon hearing this, Professor Dong sat down and stopped speaking. Before sitting down, he made a point of explaining to the person next to him, "I was just asking casually; I didn't mean to say that limb-sparing surgery is bad."

No one pursued the matter further.

The significance of a seminar lies in raising and trying to solve problems. Some problems cannot be solved and can only be left to accumulate over time, requiring continuous reflection in order to find suitable solutions.

……

Then, some professors raised some questions about the professional operation, questions that Fang Ziye and others had considered during the development of limb-sparing surgery for catastrophic injuries.

However, time is limited today, and it is impossible to fill in every detail in the theoretical teaching and live surgery broadcast.

After Fang Ziye answered his questions one by one, the seminar gradually came to an end.

Near the end, Professor Tang Fupei, taking a moment from Fang Ziye, asked Professor Duan Hong on the stage, "Professor Duan, your hospital must routinely perform limb-sparing surgery for devastating injuries, right?"

"Is it convenient for us to have a go at it?"

"I just heard it, and I feel really strong..."

Some people did look in Fang Ziye's direction, but considering that Fang Ziye and the trauma surgery staff at Zhongnan Hospital had been busy all day, they didn't want to disturb them.

Those actually on duty in the emergency room are miserable, while their superiors are pulled into the operating room or meeting room to perform their duties.

It's true that it's hard to find a suitable coach if you want to practice your skills at Zhongnan Hospital!

Fang Ziye ignored Duan Hong and the others' conversation. After it ended, he walked towards Professor Deng Yong and explained, "Master, this first tough battle is finally over."

Fang Ziye finally felt relieved.

Upon hearing this, Deng Yong explained, "The Professor Dong who raised the question earlier is a professor in the Department of Trauma Surgery at the First Hospital of Jilin University, not a chief physician."

"This professor isn't a bad person at heart."

"However, I just heard that this professor is a bit...ambitious..."

"Of course, what he meant by being overly ambitious was that he had a very broad vision but not much in hand."

Deng Yong immediately provided Fang Ziye with the professor's general information.

Fang Ziye lowered his eyelids slightly: "Master, thank you."

Fang Ziye has always kept his distance from people who have the heart of a saint but lack the ability to be one.

If you were to ask him if he had any bad intentions, he really didn't. But people like that always like to discuss issues with you from the perspective of the whole country, the whole world, all of humanity, and the entire universe.

In fact, Fang Ziye's current idea is—

MD, the replantation of severed limbs in hand surgery has been developed for nearly sixty years, but many county-level hospitals are still unable to perform it maturely. So, is Academician Chen the person with the greatest sin?

It's completely wrong.

I'm in charge of developing treatments for new diseases, so I must make sure all doctors in prefecture-level city hospitals learn them.

We're all adults, who should put up with whom?

"Go and rest. I'll have someone pack some food for you later. You've worked so hard today, so don't order takeout or eat boxed meals."

"Once I finish ordering, I'll have the kitchen pack it up for you as soon as possible," Deng Yong said with great concern.

"Okay, Master!"

"I'll get back to you as soon as Professor Yuan Weihong contacts me," Fang Ziye said quickly.

Yuan Weihong contacted him privately through a one-on-one channel, fearing that Deng Yong might object.

The two's 'ideologies' were already not very compatible, and Fang Ziye did not want them to develop a huge rift. He would have to protect one of them!

“Yuan Weihong has already talked to me. You don’t need to worry about these things, including the reception and accommodation for the teachers who come. You don’t need to worry about any of them.”

“Last time, it wasn’t just you who got scolded; your teacher Yuan and I were almost scolded to the point of bleeding by Professor Gu and the others.”

"We wouldn't dare let you do anything outside your job description again," Deng Yong joked.

Bringing up the old academician is the most reasonable explanation for their actions.

Actually, Deng Yong is no match for those two academicians. What can they do to Deng Yong?
Of course, Deng Yong said this to avoid putting too much psychological pressure on Fang Ziye.

Deng Yong even dared to persuade Song Yi, who had previously studied in the seven-year program at Kyoto University, for Li Yuanpei's sake. Why couldn't he do more for Fang Ziye?
Actually, Deng Yong did want to, but his thinking wasn't open-minded enough back then.

After Fang Ziye turned and left the lecture hall, he noticed a very pretty young girl standing at the back door, holding a coat in her hand.

Facing the entrance to the lecture hall, she saw Fang Ziye come out and immediately said, "Senior, it's so cold outside, how could you run out of the operating room wearing this?"

"You're really something!"

Fang Ziye didn't feel cold when he was in the lecture hall.

However, the ghostly wind blowing from Shuanghu carried the chill of a rainy day, as if it wanted to freeze Fang Ziye's bones through his skin pores.

The weather in Seoul is unpredictable and unpredictable.

"I was so excited when I came out that I forgot," Fang Ziye said as he took the long woolen coat from Luo Tingzhu.

"Hearing that top professors from abroad are coming to visit you, are you finally getting a little flustered, senior brother?" Luo Tingzhu asked.

Luo Tingzhu didn't blame Fang Ziye. If they were in Fang Ziye's shoes, even Professor Deng Yong's performance might not have been better than Fang Ziye's.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye took a deep breath, opened his umbrella, and took the initiative to put his arm around Luo Tingzhu and walk into the rain. He said softly, "I feel that the social circles of the people I've been in contact with have changed too quickly lately."

"My mental preparation isn't ready to handle this kind of surge yet."

Just six months ago, Fang Ziye was merely an outstanding prospect at the Affiliated Zhongnan Hospital of Hubei University in Wuhan.

Even Shen Tao and others from other units would only say one thing: Ziye is quite good and a very promising young talent.

Then what happened?
Professor Liu Huanglong was drawn to Zhongnan Hospital by Fang Ziye, who had previously worked at Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

At the provincial academic exchange conference, Fang Ziye astonished the entire audience.

The Sixth People's Hospital of Shanghai and Tongji Hospital invited Fang Ziye to do a live teaching session!

At this moment, Fang Ziye's heart was filled with turmoil.

Suddenly going from a talent in a small hospital to a guest of honor in a top hospital—isn't such a change something to be digested slowly?

Fang Ziye originally thought he had digested it almost completely.

Good heavens, Professor Zu Haiguo suddenly barged in with two academicians, disrupting Fang Ziye's rhythm once again.

The National Health Commission directly promoted him to associate chief physician and academician, giving him the opportunity to make a name for himself, allowing him to perform teaching surgeries and conduct seminars.

Isn't that exciting enough?

I graduated with my doctorate just over six months ago, and there are specialized seminars!
As a result, his mentor, who had just gone abroad, gave him another stimulating experience—

Beihai Yiye truly lives up to its reputation; it's not just a name, it's a name that lives up to its name!
Fang Ziye even suspected that there was a pair of hands behind the scenes deliberately praising him to death, tossing him up high, then suddenly letting go, and then smashing him to pieces!
If it weren't for his control panel and the constant influx of knowledge points, Fang Ziye felt he definitely wouldn't have been able to handle this massive influx of traffic!

Why should it be me, Fang Ziye?

Therefore, Fang Ziye became increasingly cautious at this time, wanting to find a suitable position for himself from a very objective perspective!

The positions of associate chief physician and associate professor are the most appropriate.

Because Fang Ziye's abilities surpass those of an ordinary professor, his reputation and such still need to be built up gradually.

Fang Ziye hasn't even opened a clinic yet, so how can he talk about having a reputation for a large patient base?
"Senior brother, then you should take a good rest."

Luo Tingzhu said, "What I mean is that after this matter is over, Senior Brother, you should ask for leave to go home and spend time with your parents."

"Perhaps it will make you feel more at ease."

While parents are alive, life still has a source; when parents pass away, life is only a journey back home.

There's a saying online that, while harsh and biased, isn't entirely without merit.

Why do many elderly people today not have a good old age?

Because their parents have passed away!

Parents are the first and only safe haven in many people's lives.

When you become successful, most parents will say, "This will always be your home. Come back and visit often."

When you're down on your luck, they'll still say, "This will always be your home. If you can't make it here, come back. We'll always be able to earn you a living."

"After you finish your chief ward visit, you'll have a one-month leave period!"

"I'll go back and take a look then."

"Tingzhu, I'm fine, you don't need to worry or comfort me."

"Also, if you have a slight inclination to reconcile with your parents and want to visit them, then go ahead and do it."

“You’re an adult now. Once you’ve made up your mind about something, you can do it.” Fang Ziye had also become a bit smarter, realizing that Luo Tingzhu’s words of comfort were probably based on her own insights.

Otherwise, Luo Tingzhu wouldn't have suddenly said to Fang Ziye for no reason, "Why don't you go home and take a look?"

It must be that Luo Tingzhu has recently had this viewpoint, and she hopes that her viewpoint can help Fang Ziye!
"Senior brother, what did I tell you?" Luo Tingzhu asked nervously.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "You didn't say anything, but do you believe I can read minds?"

"It's cold outside, let's go back to the office and talk about it."

"Are you eating with me in the office today, or will you eat at home by yourself? Master will bring me some good food..."

"Senior brother, I want to eat something delicious too," Luo Tingzhu quickly changed the subject.

……

Fang Ziye first went back to the operating room changing room, and then led his girlfriend Luo Tingzhu away from the door of the operating room changing room, heading straight to the chief resident office of the trauma surgery department.

As soon as Fang Ziye entered the room, he took a sip of a beverage to calm his nerves.

Then I started cleaning up the information.

Lan Tianluo and Jie Han sent the information to the group, mainly to collect the specific questions asked by the audience during the seminar for Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye did this partly because it was a habit he had developed during his thesis defense.

Secondly, if I haven't thought it through yet, I can send my answer to these professors for discussion after I've thought it through, which would also be a way to build a positive relationship.

Fang Ziye also had his own considerations.

In terms of seniority, Fang Ziye is no match for a professor, and in terms of experience, he is even less so, not to mention his reputation.

Therefore, the only 'emotional value' Fang Ziye could offer them was simply to take them seriously.

Lan Tianluo, Jie Han, and others who were present took photos, and the seating arrangement will be rearranged later.

In order to verify the identity of the person asking the question and their organization, it would be best to also find their contact information for easy communication.

Fang Ziye was making sarcastic remarks in a three-person group chat.

"Do you two want to go out and celebrate alone, and settle the bill with me?" Fang Ziye asked.

This group of three does not include the newly arrived junior apprentice, Ning Zhengyang.

The three of them tacitly avoided adding him to the group.

"Senior brother, is a massage okay?" Jie Han joked.

"Tianluo said he wanted to get a massage."

Luo Tingzhu stared wide-eyed at the sight, her face filled with disbelief.

In her understanding, massage was associated with something unprofessional.

"Do as you please!"

"Thank you for your hard work today. I only feel at ease when it comes to the two of you working; you definitely won't cheat me," Fang Ziye said.

Lan Tianluo and Jie Han did not reply.

"Senior brother, do they really go for massages?" Luo Tingzhu asked.

"I don't know either. Actually, there must be legitimate massages too," Fang Ziye said.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Ziye saw the message sent by Yuan Weihong: "Ziye, we have already boarded the plane and departed."

"Sigh, another twenty-two hours or so, and I still have to transfer in Shanghai."

Fang Ziye; "..."

Why do you have to show off and create unnecessary excitement for yourself? Wouldn't it be better to just stay put?
He mentally complained, but typed very politely: "Thank you for your hard work, Master."

In this way, Fang Ziye finally confirmed that what Yuan Weihong said was true.

A professor from the Mayo Clinic is really coming to Seoul.

This decisiveness and straightforwardness were exactly what Fang Ziye knew about those professors—they were very direct!
……

It was exactly 10 p.m.

Lan Tianlu sent a message in the three-person group chat: "???"

"Senior, when I was having surgery in the operating room, did someone give me a massage?"

"@Second Senior Brother." The "@" was typed by Lan Tianluo, not because Jie Han's nickname is Second Senior Brother.

Jie Han: "..."

"Sorry, I thought you had already gone out on a date."

"Tianluo, why didn't you call me when you were having surgery?" Jiehan asked back.

“Senior brother, someone has to watch over the place. If you and I both leave, what will happen to Senior Brother Fang?” Lan Tianluo replied.

"???" Jie Han still didn't understand.

"Since our master isn't here, one of us should stay behind to write things down in a notebook or something."

"Otherwise, we wouldn't even know who bullied our sect members, wouldn't that be such a tragedy?" Lan Tianluo said in a joking tone, but his words were chilling.

Fang Ziye knew that Lan Tianluo was not joking.

His thinking was that even if we traded one for one, I could just go back to my math department, but you might not have a way out.

"Stop talking, Tianluo. Both of you have dangerous ideas." Fang Ziye sent a message in the group.

He then sent Lan Tianlu a private message: "Tingzhu might want to go home for a visit. You should seize the opportunity."

Lan Tianluo: "Huh? Really?"

"I've only heard about it; I can't be sure," Fang Ziye said.

"Thank you, senior brother! No, thank you, brother!" Lan Tianluo was very happy.

However, before Fang Ziye could reply to Lan Tianluo, the door was pushed open, and Liu Huanglong came in, bringing with him an old man!

(End of this chapter)