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Chapter 527 A Complete Success (Please Subscribe)

Real human voice acting is more realistic and vivid than the voice acting for the same words in a game.

After hearing Professor Ryan's voice, Fang Ziye rolled his eyes at him and could imagine that there must be many people in the academic lecture hall of the seminar who were feeling annoyed.

If Fang Ziye's information hadn't been accidentally leaked during the live stream, these foreign colleagues would definitely have thought he was an actor hired by Fang Ziye.

However, Fang Ziye never mentioned anything about Professor Ryan or others during the conference, the live surgery broadcast, or the theoretical sharing.

Laughter drifted over from the other side of the hall, but there was nothing substantial to discuss.

Fang Ziye did not answer, but continued to watch his own surgery attentively.

At this moment, Professor Yuan Weihong, who was next to Professor Ryan, explained in a low voice: "Professor Ryan, we are currently broadcasting live, so it may not be convenient for you to make any other noises."

"This was something we agreed upon in advance."

Professor Ryan waved his hands repeatedly, gesturing that he would shut up.

Meanwhile, Professor Ryan looked at the other two, and each of them could see the shock and disbelief in the eyes of the others.

Many professors in China have honed their skills to an exceptional degree due to the sheer volume of patients they treat!

However, there are almost no people as young as Fang Ziye who can perform such incredible feats.

Professor Ryan and Professor Brandon, among others, have never seen it!

As the surgery continued, Fang Ziye and Liu Huanglong began to explain the procedure slowly in Chinese, mainly mentioning the differences between upper limb and lower limb functional reconstruction surgery and some details to pay attention to.

In principle, there is no difference, but the operation steps and procedures of upper limb function reconstruction surgery are at least five times more complicated than those of lower limb function reconstruction surgery.

Professor Liu Huanglong said, "As you can see, there are many more points that need to be carefully distinguished when it comes to upper limb functional reconstruction surgery compared to lower limb surgery."

"If you are performing upper limb function reconstruction surgery for the first time, you must pay attention to this point and prepare at least two teams to switch between in advance in order to have a chance to complete the number of surgeries."

"The workload of the two surgeries may differ by at least two to four times."

"Of course, I am referring to functional impairment after the trauma surgery. If it is other functional impairment, the professors need to conduct a self-examination before the operation."

Hear this.

Professor Wade asked in a low voice, "Dr. Yuan, what are these two doctors saying? Could you please translate?"

When people from China go abroad, they speak English the whole time. But those who are able to go abroad generally have IELTS and TOEFL scores, so they can at least understand some of it.

However, if foreigners come to China and speak entirely in Chinese, they won't understand a single word.

Yuan Weihong then relayed the meaning of the passage.

Wade pointed to his red face: "That's true. The function of the hand is more complex than that of the foot, and functional reconstruction will inevitably increase the workload."

"We should also pay attention to this in the future."

“We also perform hand function reconstruction surgery, but we have never performed functional reconstruction after a devastating injury,” Professor Wade explained honestly.

Upon hearing this, Professor Brandon stroked his beard and asked, "Dr. Yuan, are the basic operating principles and details that Dr. Fang and his team need to pay attention to during the operation exactly the same as the theories you showed us?"

Yuan Weihong nodded and said, "It's the same, it..."

Just as Yuan Weihong and the others were about to speak again, Fang Ziye had already started explaining the situation to the audience again, interrupting their conversation.

"The key to upper limb functional reconstruction is actually hand function. Therefore, we need to pay attention to all the details when working on the muscle origins of the medial and lateral condyles of the upper arm and the forearm."

"For example, the abduction function of the hand..."

"Therefore, before performing functional reconstruction surgery, it is best to understand the logical relationship between function and the origin and insertion points of muscles. Only in this way can we better ensure the functional scale after surgery."

"What I'm talking about here is scale, not a very direct connection like having or not having."

Upon hearing this, one of the professors in the audience raised a question.

"Professor Fang, may I ask how many autopsies your team performed before officially starting functional reconstruction surgery?"

Anatomical learning using cadavers is a learning method that many surgeons prefer; however, cadavers are extremely precious and resources are scarce.

Very few people have performed many autopsies.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye paused for a good ten seconds before cautiously replying, "Our team has never performed autopsies."

"Because resources are simply too limited!"

"Uh~~~"

Even Professor Zhong Junyu, who was hosting the event, was momentarily stunned, his astonished gasp echoing throughout the room.

Liu Huanglong quickly explained, "Although Dr. Fang has never performed autopsies, he had considerable experience in the procedure before the functional reconstruction surgery, and his basic skills are very solid."

"I was the first to perform the initial functional reconstruction surgery, but when Dr. Fang joined the team after the functional reconstruction surgery, I was surprised and silent for a long time."

Zhong Junyu quickly asked, "Professor Liu, could we interview you about your specific feelings at the time?"

"Hahaha!~"

Laughter immediately echoed back from the scene.

Liu Huanglong didn't back down: "I'm sorry, Teacher Zhong, I can't."

Then, Liu Huanglong immediately added a brilliant touch: "Because it's unnecessary, Teacher Zhong, you've already experienced it."

Liu Huanglong and Zhong Junyu, who were previously the older generation, laughed even louder, and the others also laughed quite loudly.

Time flies like water; a few hours pass in the blink of an eye.

As the time approached 1:30, Fang Ziye and Liu Huanglong brought the upper limb functional reconstruction surgery to its final stage.

After only the last layer of skin remained to be stitched up, Fang Ziye handed it to his senior brother Yan Zhiming, and then spoke into the microphone as he and Liu Huanglong stepped off the stage.

"Thank you all for watching so attentively, and thank you for traveling all the way to Han City to give me guidance."

"What gathers must eventually disperse."

"This seminar is coming to an end. Time was limited and my abilities are only average. I hope you will forgive me if I have not been able to answer your questions. Please forgive me if I have not answered your questions well."

Fang Ziye's closing remarks were prepared in advance: "Due to time constraints, the content regarding the two surgical techniques has been shortened. More detailed information will be distributed to all professors by our team after the seminar."

"If I receive any emails or messages that cause any disturbance, I apologize in advance on behalf of my research group to all the teachers."

"While I look forward to continuing my exchanges with all the teachers, everyone is very busy. I look forward to seeing you all again next time!~"

Fang Ziye concluded his presentation at the seminar by saying this.

How much did Fang Ziye actually teach others?

That's pure nonsense!

If limb-sparing surgery and functional reconstruction surgery could be learned in large numbers with just a few days of instruction from Fang Ziye, then Fang Ziye and Liu Huanglong might as well go and kill themselves by banging their heads against a wall!

The team has spent a full six months since the beginning, and still hasn't fully grasped these two techniques, nor do they understand their lower and upper limits.

The current quality is entirely supported by the basic skills of the two people.

Of course, although Fang Ziye's mission was over, there would still be a simple closing ceremony at the venue, which Fang Ziye would still have to attend, and it would be best if he could also see them off.

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he stepped off the stage, hearing thunderous applause from the audience.

And Professor Teng Qinghe's outline: "The ancient land of Chu is blessed with beautiful mountains and rivers, and is a place of outstanding people and abundant resources. It has produced many talented individuals since ancient times!"

"This seminar was short, but it was very rich in content, and it was all essential and practical information that we need to absorb slowly after we get back."

"Study more, otherwise, it will really prove that saying true."

"The Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves, and the front waves are smashed to death on the beach. The Yangtze River is already in Wuhan, how can we compare with the back waves?" Professor Teng Qinghe was also good at joking, and immediately a group of people echoed his words.

"Yes, yes, the Yangtze River in Hubei Province is the most magnificent and beautiful. It is thanks to this river that we were able to cultivate a talent like Professor Fang." The speaker was Professor Du from the Department of Hand Surgery at the Provincial People's Hospital.

He understands sarcasm and irony.

Professor Teng Qing glanced over there, but Professor Du remained unmoved.

This is Han City, and the seminar has now ended. In this lighthearted setting, Teng Qinghe certainly won't hold a grudge.

……

In the operating room, Fang Ziye explained the situation to Yuan Weihong and the others, and then went to the branch venue again with Liu Huanglong.

Although Fang Ziye said yesterday that if any teacher is in a hurry to go back, they can go back first.

However, since some people have come to the venue today, Fang Ziye will definitely be there for the closing ceremony, and Liu Huanglong, as the first assistant in the surgery, will certainly be present at the venue as well.

It's not asking a question, it's a matter of politeness.

If you have guests at your home, do you just ask someone else to see them off?

It's a bit impolite, as China is a land of etiquette.

Because Fang Ziye and Liu Huanglong will also have opportunities to go out in the future, those who are respected by others tend to be self-respecting.

Of course, no one made a fuss about it.

Those who attended this conference were at least "major figures in their respective fields." Only a very small number of top experts from ordinary prefecture-level city hospitals would attend.

The others are all well-known experts and professors from a certain province, each with a large team under them. It's not easy for them to take the time to come over!
Where would I dare to linger?
When Fang Ziye and Liu Huanglong arrived at the venue, Professors Tang Fupei, Yu Bing, and Teng Qinghe, among others, had already left.

They either went to eat or left directly.

The few remaining people were mostly those who had a good relationship with Fang Ziye, such as some professors from Shanghai Sixth People's Hospital and West China Hospital.

They were gathered around the pile, chatting with Professor Ni Yaoping, Professor Duan Hong, and others from Zhongnan Hospital.

Professor Zhang Yue's husky voice was the most noticeable at the event: "I met Ziye at the mid-year academic conference in Hubei Province this year. At that time, I was invited by Professor Duan Hong to attend the conference, and I never expected that we would have such a chance encounter."

"Professor Fang, you could say I watched him grow up..."

After Liu Huanglong led Fang Ziye inside, he saw that many big shots had already left, so he led Fang Ziye into the crowd and even introduced everyone to him again.

After greeting everyone, Liu Huanglong said, "Ziye, let me introduce you to Dr. Sun Jiangkun, the director of the Hand Surgery Department at the Sixth People's Hospital of Shanghai, and Professor Yue Longxia from West China Hospital."

Fang Ziye looked at them one by one. Professor Yue Longxia from West China Hospital was not good-looking. He was slightly chubby, with a high forehead, a pointed chin, a long face, and thick eyebrows. He was comparable to Liu Huanglong next to him.

However, it would be a big mistake to judge his abilities based on his appearance alone.

The Department of Hand Surgery at West China Hospital is firmly among the top five in the country, even more impressive than Union Hospital in Central China!

"Hello, Teacher Yue. Hello, Teacher Zhang."

Immediately afterwards, Fang Ziye couldn't help but glance at Professor Zheng Haidong's long neck. Fang Ziye still suspected that Zheng Haidong had a human body and a snake's head in his previous life, and that a normal person's neck could not be that long.

Professor Sun Jiangkun, who was standing next to Zheng Haidong, was in his fifties. His skin did not look old, but his hair was gray, and he was tall and thin, giving him an air of otherworldly elegance, as if he were not close to the world.

"Hello, Teacher Sun and Teacher Zheng!" Fang Ziye greeted the group from the Sixth Hospital of Shanghai.

Then came Professor Song Donghai, Professor Feng Peiyuan, and Professor Zhao Le from Tongji Hospital!
After greeting everyone, Fang Ziye gained a more comprehensive understanding of trauma surgery and hand surgery in Han City!

The Department of Trauma Surgery at Tongji Hospital is led by Professor Duan Hong, along with Professor Xue Yuhui, who is still active in the field, and Professor Tao Cheng, forming the top-tier team at Tongji Hospital's Department of Trauma Surgery.

However, Tongji Hospital has several other wards and some professors, but their abilities are slightly inferior to those of these three professors.

The Department of Trauma Surgery at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, led by Professor Qi Qiaowen, with Professors Duan Yun and Liu Bo in their prime, has greater potential for development than Tongji Hospital. If it weren't for Duan Hong's single-handedly overshadowing a generation, the Department of Trauma Surgery at Peking Union Medical College Hospital would have surpassed Tongji Hospital long ago.

Similarly, Professor An Luming, Professor Liao Hangkong, and Professor Ding Pu from the Provincial People's Hospital also have very strong overall capabilities.

If it weren't for Deng Yong, Zhongnan Hospital definitely wouldn't have been able to survive on Han Yuanxiao alone after Professor Dong Yaohui passed away.

These were just three professors from different hospitals standing in front of Fang Ziye, which made Fang Ziye unable to show any sense of superiority.

Of course, they weren't here to show off to Fang Ziye, but to express their gratitude.

Professor Qi Qiaowen held Fang Ziye's hand and said knowingly, "Ziye, to be more formal, I must thank you on behalf of our department for your generosity."

"Now our department is gradually starting to come into contact with destructive injuries!"

"Professor Fang, you can not only develop standard limb-sparing treatment plans for limb-sparing injuries, but also develop animal experimental models of limb-sparing injuries, allowing us to try and fail indefinitely. This is the premise for us to carry out limb-sparing surgery in the department in advance."

"I won't say anything fancy. Right now, even our hospital is getting invitations from people in other provinces to give lectures. It's really embarrassing to admit," said Qi Qiaowen, who was of medium height but very tall and spoke with a strong voice.

Upon hearing Qi Qiaowen's words, Professor Zheng Haibo, who was standing next to her, said, "Professor Qi, let alone you, even in our department, people are asking me to go out and give lectures."

"But you know, I just invited Professor Fang to give us a class last month. How am I supposed to teach this class?"

"They're really starting to look like experts just because they only have a superficial understanding, trying to gain fame and fortune."

"However, I am still very grateful to Professor Fang for his generosity." Zheng Haibo looked at Fang Ziye with a seductive gaze, as if she wanted to devour him whole.

The Sixth People's Hospital of Shanghai is merely a preliminary team heading in this direction; Zhongnan Hospital is the absolute core of the vanguard.

One can easily imagine how highly sought-after professors from Zhongnan Hospital will be when they give lectures outside the hospital after this incident.

Zheng Haibo continued to complain: "But what I really don't understand is, what's wrong with those comrades in charge of propaganda in your province?"

"Longtai Science and Technology Channel even came to film a promotional video, but I still can't find any information about your province online."

Are both independent media and official media outlets blind to their own shortcomings?

Zheng Haibo isn't from Hubei Province, so his criticisms are the most unrestrained.

So what if you bite me? I'm living a carefree life in Shanghai anyway.

The director of the Department of Trauma Surgery at Shanghai Sixth People's Hospital holds a very high position in Shanghai. He has quite a few friends, ranging from moderately well-off individuals with tens of millions in assets to small-time millionaires with hundreds of millions in savings, and even billionaires with a net worth of billions.

Upon hearing this, Duan Hong said in a simple and honest manner, "Professor Zheng, let's not complain about these irrelevant things. There are still some professors who haven't left today, and we need to go over and arrange for their transportation."

"If you have any questions for Ziye, you can ask him."

Upon hearing this, Professor Zhang Yue, with his husky voice, looked up at Deng Yong and Duan Hong with a spark of interest: "Professor Duan, Professor Deng, can we take Ziye back to Rongcheng to ask him?"

"Our Chengdu is a land of outstanding people and beautiful women, a paradise on earth..."

"I'm stuck in the Shu Road," Professor An Luming quipped, clearly having suffered greatly at the hands of this scourge.

"She really thinks she's so capable. Even if she can't beat someone, she'll still fight. The key is to stop her from fighting, and then she'll hurt herself and start crying."

An Luming's words immediately drew everyone's attention to him.

An Luming felt very uncomfortable being stared at, and said in a loud voice, "What's wrong? You guys can't beat your wives, can you?"

"Don't tell anyone and embarrass us orthopedic surgeons!"

No one spoke.

To be honest, orthopedic surgeons are generally better than most surgeons. A truly skilled orthopedic surgeon could even beat a coach in the gym.

If you actually fight with a woman, is that considered a fight? That's domestic violence on one side.

"Alright, let's not chat about this anymore, Professor Zhang. We still need to see someone off. Of course, you are also our honored guests."

"I wonder, Professor Zhang, will you have a simple meal before you leave? Or should I arrange for you to go to the airport now?" Deng Yong asked in a low voice, feeling as if he were a madam who had to be polite.

What I was thinking was, "Screw you, poaching is so obvious, aren't you just asking for trouble?"
Fortunately, the labor and management kept their mouths shut in time, avoiding a diplomatic dispute between the hospitals.

Deng Yong has quite a temper at Zhongnan Hospital; he's shameless and has a sharp tongue.

Zhang Yue was just joking, of course. If he had said a few more sentences like "Come with me," even though it was still a joke, it would definitely have annoyed people.

"We should have a meal before we leave."

"What Professor Fang talks about can only fill the spiritual void, but as for the stomach, it still needs to be filled with physical food!" After Professor Zhang Yue put down his airs, his smoky voice sounded particularly cute and honest, with a unique charm.

"See you next time, teachers!" Fang Ziye quickly replied, bowing slightly as he stood up to see them off.

"Alright, you'd better go and greet your foreign bigwigs."

"Tsk tsk, Mayo!"

"They rank among the top three in the world for overall orthopedic strength; we wouldn't dare mess with them!" Zhang Yue said sincerely. If it were just a matter of skill, Zhang Yue wouldn't admit that his level was inferior to the professors at Mayo Clinic.

However, the quality and overall level of treatment are not only related to the skill of the surgery, but also to the instruments used during the operation, the overall concept of the perioperative period, postoperative rehabilitation, and so on.

Including perioperative medications?

However, since the implementation of centralized procurement, domestically produced medical devices have been underwhelming, and domestically produced medicines have been a mixed bag. In addition, the basic supporting facilities are quite rudimentary.
Was the low productivity of China during the Qing Dynasty due to a lack of effort on the part of our people? Did they not know how to farm, which led to the decline of agriculture?

Fang Ziye didn't explain anything further.

This is a fact, and facts speak louder than words.

On the contrary, if Fang Ziye were to offer any explanation, it would be a sign of his guilty conscience and a pretense of arrogance.

After seeing off these professors, the lecture hall was finally empty.

Then only Fang Ziye and Liu Huanglong remained.

The two did not rush back, but sat in the audience seats in the academic lecture hall. Fang Ziye's whole body slumped down, and he was completely powerless.

These past two days, Fang Ziye has appeared energetic and spirited, speaking with a strong voice, but in reality, he has been living in constant fear.

Damn, this is my first time.

Moreover, since it was his first time lecturing in front of so many big shots, and he also had to do three live surgeries, Fang Ziye knew he absolutely could not give up.

No matter how much you pretend, even if it's just a self-deceptive act, you have to get through it.

But such a forced effort resulted in subsequent weakness.

An ordinary person might be extremely nervous if they had to express something to a class of classmates.

For more advanced teachers, preparing for a demonstration lesson takes a long time, which can affect their performance during the actual class.

A university lecturer might lose sleep for a week before giving an academic presentation to the school's professors and bigwigs.

A proper associate professor, when preparing to give a report at a provincial academic conference, will spend months in advance, and will be so afraid of not doing well that he will run around seeking advice and even suffer from sleepless nights.

Even a professor, when attending an academic conference in another province, might worry about underperforming and saying something they shouldn't...

Even a professor, when performing a live surgery, dares not be careless in the slightest; his scalp tingles the whole time!
Fang Ziye, who had just graduated with his doctorate, was approached by two academicians who brought together top experts in trauma surgery and hand surgery in China.

They did this, of course, for Fang Ziye's own good.

But they really didn't consider the actual situation. Did they really think Fang Ziye was like them?
Easier said than done.

How many meetings have they attended? How much experience have they gained?

If it weren't for Professor Tang Fupei insisting that Zhongnan Hospital organize a seminar this time, Fang Ziye would have even wanted Professor Deng Yong to refuse the seminar!

In the end, we made it through.

Fang Ziye felt weak all over, with a strange sense of bitterness.

The result of the tangled mix of emotions—tiredness, pain, confusion, and joy—was a temporary disruption in his hormone secretion, leaving him feeling weak and listless.

Liu Huanglong has had a tough time too.

For this seminar, Liu Huanglong secretly visited many professors to ask questions about etiquette, and he also had to be mindful of the feelings of Professor Fang Ziye and Professor Deng Yong.

After organizing the various meanings into language, a second expression was needed, along with arranging the seating arrangement in the meeting room and directly contacting Professor Deng Yong.

Liu Huanglong personally participated in several of Fang Ziye's live surgical broadcasts.

Fang Ziye was unaware of any of this, and Liu Huanglong made no comment.

For a period of time, Professor Liu Huanglong's main tactic was to disappear.

Of course, this also brought some trouble to Fang Ziye. During his consultation, his father-in-law recommended Professor Cheng Xiaoping.

Liu Huanglong really didn't know how to politely decline such a big shot, so he brought him to the trauma surgery department.

"Ziye, what are you going to do? Tomorrow is a workday, and your teacher brought you a few big shots from the foreign countries." Liu Huanglong, who knew Fang Ziye well, asked.

Fang Ziye tilted his head slightly: "Rest for a while, then continue the fight."

"The chief resident is a real pain in the neck, an unkillable cockroach. As long as he doesn't die, he'll keep going until he dies," Fang Ziye said, expressing his true feelings.

What else can I do?
You can't kick out guests! You can request a break, but you can't kick them out!
Fang Ziye planned to rest. No matter what, he would wait until tomorrow to talk about it. Otherwise, Fang Ziye was afraid that his tense nerves would snap and he would become an idiot!
The pressure of working hours, organizing courses, live surgery broadcasts, and communicating with big shots—do you really think Fang Ziye is made of iron?
“Yuan Weihong should have considered things more carefully!” Liu Huanglong said.

When Fang Ziye heard Liu Huanglong speak ill of his teacher, he laughed and said, "Perhaps my master didn't expect this either. After all, when going abroad for a visit, one needs to ask for favors, so it's not good to refuse too readily."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, or at least tonight. I'll go back and talk to them later, and then I'll go and rest for a while."

"Professor Liu, what do you think of the results of this seminar?" Fang Ziye wanted to hear feedback.

Actually, Fang Ziye himself didn't think it was very good.

There's too much time and too many people.

Many well-known professors seemed to be just there to make up the numbers, and there was no time for them to interact. It was mostly Professor Tang Fupei and others who were talking.

But Fang Ziye had no choice. Time was so tight and there was so much content. If he didn't finish what he wanted to say, it would be better not to have any exchange at all.

In order to fully express one's own ideas, one will inevitably have to ignore the thoughts of some people.

There were too many people. When the meeting was being hosted, there were chairpersons like Tang Fupei, Yu Bing, and Teng Qinghe from the Department of Hand Surgery. How could you possibly refuse to give them a chance to speak?

If this order of seniority in the academic world is followed, then even senior professors like Professor Zhang Yue will only be qualified to speak.

For example, Professor An Luming of the Provincial People's Hospital and Qi Qiaowen of Union Hospital are both like marginal figures.

It may seem like Zhongnan Hospital is currying favor, but in reality, everyone is tacitly accepting the 'hierarchical order'!
"It's great. I've never organized one myself, so all I can say is that it's great," Liu Huanglong said.

"However, everyone still gave you face at this seminar, or rather, they gave face to Academicians Gu Yuandong and Qiu Zhenghua."

"Besides Professor An Luming jumping out to cause trouble?"

Fang Ziye said, "That was a program specially arranged by Teacher An, my master, and Professor Duan Hong. I don't know if it was to be witty or for some kind of entertainment effect!"

Liu Huanglong coughed!
Then he coughed again, and his eyes darted around.
"Really?" Liu Huanglong asked incredulously.

Fang Ziye nodded without replying, yet his words conveyed everything.

Liu Huanglong stood up abruptly and said, "The city is full of tricks!"

"I knew these old guys were all shrewd and calculating."

"No, Professor An Luming, how much did you receive in bribes that you had to jump out and play the villain?"

However, after carefully examining the surroundings, Liu Huanglong said, "Perhaps I understand."

"Teacher Liu, what?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Hey, don't worry about that right now. Just know this: once you leave Wuhan, you represent Wuhan; once you leave Hubei Province, you represent Hubei Province."

“Before you’ve even left any place, you’re nothing but a fart!” Liu Huanglong said.

Fang Ziye: "..."

"True advice is harsh to the ears."

"You should get some rest." Liu Huanglong stood up and handed the large academic lecture hall back to Fang Ziye.

This is the stage where Fang Ziye has just performed a few shows; he can savor it again.

It's practically impossible for Fang Ziye to have such a large stage at the next academic conference!

At most, we can only have ten or twenty minutes; everyone's time is quite precious.

"..."

Fang Ziye rested for about twenty minutes before sending a message to Luo Tingzhu: "Tingzhu, you should go back and rest first. I'm ordering takeout later."

"There's only one week left this month. In a week, Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi will be back to take over as Chief Resident."

"Then I am free."

"Okay!" Luo Tingzhu's reply today was as concise as gold.

Fang Ziye knew that Luo Tingzhu was troubled by her father's matter, so he didn't bother her too much.

On the way back to the operating room, Fang Ziye couldn't help but feel sorry for Jin Hongzhou. After being discharged as chief resident, Jin Hongzhou was now ranked behind Wang Yuanqi in the waiting list.

This is the consequence of being tainted during the entire hospitalization period!
Fang Ziye slapped his right cheek and cursed himself: "Damn it, you still haven't considered things thoroughly enough. There's already an example of an older brother falling in front of you."

"You actually dared to leave the hospital and go out partying during the May Day holiday!~"

"You're asking for trouble!"

Fang Ziye's curses weren't loud; only he could hear them.

"Professor Fang, good afternoon!" Fang Ziye greeted the old man in charge of distributing clothes as he walked to the door of the changing room in the operating room.

Yuan Weihong and Professor Ryan were still discussing things in the operating room when they came out, because the surgery had just officially ended.

These foreigners have waited until now, which shows their patience and strong desire to learn.

"Uncle Chen, I'm not going in. I'm waiting for someone!" Fang Ziye recognized the old man guarding the gate, and the two switched places.

Uncle Chen and Uncle Wu.

Uncle Chen's address of "Professor Fang" finally pulled Fang Ziye out of his self-blame.

Whatever happened in the past, it should never be dealt with again.

Remember this in the future.

Everyone makes mistakes, but some people know their mistakes and can correct them, some people know their mistakes but don't correct them, and some people don't know their mistakes at all!

Yuan Weihong and his group came out speaking fluent English.

Professor Ryan asked, "Dr. Yuan, do you mean that this patient's subsequent thumb abduction, grasping, and opposition functions will be similar to those of a normal person?"

"It's just that muscle strength will decrease?"

"This is incredible!"

Yuan Weihong nodded: "Yes, Professor Ryan. The functional reconstruction surgeries our team has performed in the past have been able to almost restore the patient's pre-operative level in terms of amplitude."

"However, in terms of muscle strength, it cannot be fully restored, which is a limitation imposed by pathophysiological conditions."

"Dr. Fang is here!"

Fang Ziye then gently waved and said, "Good afternoon, Professor Brandon, Professor Ryan, Professor Wade, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Of course, I am also very sorry that I was unable to greet you with courtesy upon your arrival."

Fang Ziye wasn't really used to the way foreigners spoke. He always felt that his expression wasn't smooth enough and that it took too many words to express the same meaning.

However, since English is currently the most official academic language in the world, Fang Ziye cannot say that he cannot speak English or speak English.

Communication is essential.

"No, no, no, Dr. Fang, we came without telling you!"

"That's right," Professor Brandon said, "After witnessing Dr. Yuan's exquisite technique, we couldn't sleep at night. Therefore, we decided to find the world's best surgeons specializing in functional reconstruction and limb-sparing surgery as soon as possible to observe them closely." He also flattered Dr. Yuan, which could be considered as adapting to local customs.

Actually, mutual praise also exists in foreign countries, but it's not as convoluted as it is in China.

"You flatter me, professors. Do you have any suggestions for the functional reconstruction procedure we performed today?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Of course!" Professor Brandon nodded immediately.

This sentence left both Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong slightly bewildered.

However, Professor Brandon didn't keep us in suspense and said directly, "Dr. Fang, your operation was exquisite, but it was also too cumbersome. This surgery was simply hell."

"We should simplify it so that more people can learn it!"

"Technologies with excessively high barriers to entry, even if they are professional skills, are inhumane. We are human beings, not machines. We need to simplify our work and, on that basis, improve the quality of our work."

Professor Brandon did not point out specific problems, but rather pointed out the issues from a conceptual or broader perspective.

This is indeed a problem, and it also reflects the difference in perspectives between China and other countries.

While many people in China are pursuing highly sophisticated and advanced techniques, people abroad are already figuring out how to be lazy.

Even surgeries that require a lot of technical skill are considered inhumane.

Therefore, the da Vinci robot and robot-guided joint replacement surgery are both shortcuts developed by these foreigners. Their purpose is to simplify the surgery and improve its quality.

This is something we need to learn!
“Professor Brandon, I agree. However, this technique is new, so our current task is to teach it, not to improve or simplify it.”

"Isn't it?"

“We’ll only start thinking about making the procedure simpler once there are enough people capable of performing it,” Fang Ziye replied.

"That's right, Dr. Fang!"

“Every new technology, once it is created, should first be used by the world, and then returned to the world, simplified. Your idea is correct.”

"Dr. Fang, would you mind joining me for lunch?" Professor Brandon asked.

Fang Ziye said, "It is my honor, but I cannot have lunch with you. I am now the chief resident, and the medical system of our hospital and our country stipulates that chief residents are not allowed to eat out."

"Oh my god!"

"This is inhumane." The three professors covered their faces and walked away.

This reflects the differences between emergency care systems in China and abroad.

Emergency room doctors abroad are responsible for emergency surgeries, which is different from the specialized treatment in China.

There are consultations abroad as well, but those are all routine consultations.

If the emergency surgery department cannot handle an emergency surgery, it will be considered that the doctor's skill level is insufficient, rather than that the specialist's skill level is low!

Therefore, the group had a lot of complaints about the existence of chief resident.

But there's nothing we can do; this is the reality in China!

This system also has its advantages, namely that emergency patients can also enjoy a very high level of medical care, unlike in foreign countries where specialist professors only perform scheduled surgeries and do not care about emergency patients!

After Yuan Weihong and the others left, Fang Ziye ordered several meals.

When Lan Tianluo, Jie Han, and the others walked back into the general inpatient office, the takeout had arrived. In addition to takeout, there was also milk tea, fruit, snacks, and a lot of other things.

"Brothers, let's get started now."

"This afternoon is break time!" Fang Ziye said.

"What about those professors?" Li Yuanpei asked.

Fang Ziye said, "You don't understand foreigners."

"If we didn't have a live surgery broadcast today, they would never bother you on the weekend."

"And believe me, if their hospital dares to force them to work overtime on weekends, they'll go on strike in protest!!"

Li Yuanpei: "..."

“Then perhaps I really want to go abroad and see the world,” Li Yuanpei said.

No matter how much of a workaholic you are, you still want to get some rest.

At least outside of the legally recognized working days in the country, it should actually be personal time for rest.

"Come, come, senior brother, congratulations! Congratulations on the complete success of your seminar, and you even brought an unexpected surprise..." Jie Han said.

(End of this chapter)