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Chapter 528 A Choice Between Jing and Guang (Please Subscribe)

“You’d better not play riddles. Modern language isn’t enough for you to express yourself, is it?” Fang Ziye said as he unscrewed the cap of an ice-cold beverage bottle.

Upon hearing this, Li Yuanpei said, "Brother Ye, Jie Han is quite capable. Although he didn't have a chance to shine this time, he was still always thinking of you, Brother Ye."

"I've seen all his questions. It's a good thing Jie Han didn't speak up, otherwise, a few more professors might have had to talk nonsense?"

The term "bullshit" refers to pretending to know what you don't, and having to say something to get by in certain situations.

"Could I have a look?" Fang Ziye asked curiously.

Jie Han shook his head: "Senior brother, why are you looking at that? It's all about getting stuck on trivial details. I almost accidentally hurt my teammate."

Jie Han was referring to Professor An Luming from Hubei Provincial People's Hospital. He suddenly jumped out. Jie Han had already raised his hand, and if it weren't for Li Yuanpei and others persuading him, he almost asked the question directly with the microphone.

Brothers fighting tigers, father and son go into battle.

Some ancient wisdom may seem like empty rhetoric at first glance, but as you grow older and gain more experience, you'll find that these ancient wisdoms are absolutely true.

Even the famous quotes you criticized when you were young will one day, like a huge closed loop, strike you right on the forehead.

Such an occasion is something that can only be encountered by chance.

"Let's eat first, and then we can chat while we eat."

"There's not much time left this month. Next month, I'll definitely treat you all to a few drinks," Fang Ziye said.

Jie Han and Lan Tianlu were protecting themselves in their own way. Although they didn't do anything, Fang Ziye was already gratified by their intentions.

Li Yuanpei added, "Brother Ye, if we all leave, what will happen to Brother Qi?"

After Fang Ziye is removed from his post as chief resident, Wang Yuanqi will definitely take over. Wang Yuanqi's expertise in limb salvage surgery for traumatic injuries is still somewhat superficial.

Nie Mingxian left, Liu Huanglong went to the hand surgery department, and Yuan Weihong went abroad. If Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo both drank alcohol, then Deng Yong will be the only one left to step up.

Fang Ziye didn't think too much about it at the moment, but Lan Tianluo smiled and said, "Isn't it easy to say? Our hospital has always followed the clinical team responsibility system."

Lan Tianlu deliberately highlighted the words "clinical group"!
Based on what happened in the past few months, Lan Tianluo and Jie Han are firmly standing behind Yuan Weihong.

Even if Yuan Weihong leaves, and Professor Deng Yong comes back to take over Yuan Weihong's group this time, Lan Tianluo and Jie Han will run to the next group to slack off.

Fang Ziye couldn't escape, because Deng Yong and Fang Ziye had a master-disciple relationship.

Ke Lantianluo and Jie Han have no real master-disciple relationship with Deng Yong, so they would not work overtime for him temporarily.

There's no other reason than that Deng Yong is very biased.

The range that wasn't part of Deng Yong's personal agenda meant that no one really benefited from it.

"Let's not talk about this anymore!"

"Does this world stop turning without a few of us?" Fang Ziye didn't want to delve deeper into the topic, nor did he want to see Lan Tianluo and Li Yuanpei start arguing.

Li Yuanpei knew how to stop before making a move: "Let's eat first, and then we can talk about something else."

"Jiehan, I think you've been spending too much time visiting animal labs in the past few months. You were still going there in October?"

"Do you want me to get your contact information?"

Lan Tianlu was talking to Li Yuanpei earlier. Jie Han, who was gnawing on a chicken foot, trembled slightly upon hearing this: "What? You want my contact information?"

Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo immediately turned to look at Li Yuanpei, their faces full of gossip.

Li Yuanpei said, "Brother, don't you even know what your senior brother is responsible for and what he does!"

"You like slightly chubby, plump girls."

"Actually, I think she's not as pretty as the new nurse in our department, Ji Qike!"

Jie Han remained very hesitant while Li Yuanpei was speaking.

I wanted to help explain, but I was afraid of being misunderstood, so I remained hesitant and unsure of what to say.

"Say what you want to say?" Fang Ziye looked at Jie Han and asked.

Jie Han is not some blockhead or someone who is slow to understand.

On the contrary, Jie Han was quite bold in this regard. He had even coveted Luo Tingzhu for a long time before Fang Ziye stepped in to dissuade him.

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Li has really misunderstood. I just realized that the junior sister in the animal laboratory is my distant cousin."

"That's roughly the relationship. Let me explain. She's my maternal grandfather's cousin's granddaughter."

“I’ve never encountered this before when I visited my maternal grandfather’s house. A few months ago, when I was in seclusion in the animal laboratory, this little girl even tried to pursue me…”

As Jie Han spoke, he laughed at himself.

Fang Ziye said, "That's good. Your relationship is separated by countless generations."

Jie Han smiled and said, "Senior brother, do you think I would like this one?"

Fang Ziye wanted to knock all of Jie Han's teeth out.

Lan Tianlu glanced at Jie Han and said indifferently, "Senior brother, let's talk about other topics."

"Senior, I applied for the scholarship again this year, but unfortunately you can't apply."

When Li Yuanpei heard Lan Tianluo steer the conversation to such a dead end, he rolled his eyes: "Brother Ye still needs scholarships? How much money are scholarships anyway?"

Do you know how much a provincial natural science award is worth?

"Do you know how much money Ye Ge will be given for hosting this seminar? More than two or three grand prizes!"

After Li Yuanpei finished speaking, he said, "By the way, Brother Ye, if the money really comes in, send it to the group chat so the brothers can have a look. At least we'll have something to look forward to."

“Okay, this will do,” Fang Ziye said.

Although it's true that regular employees can't flaunt their wealth to junior doctors, Fang Ziye wasn't receiving a salary; he was receiving bonuses that amounted to more than a salary.

It's right there; if you have the ability, you can repeat it, and you can learn it.

But when it comes to wages, it depends on each person's performance coefficient.

"Brother Ye, your savings should be enough to buy a house soon, right? You're almost there, paying in full?" Li Yuanpei suddenly asked.

Fang Ziye looked at Li Yuanpei: "Brother Pei, how many years has it been since you bought a house outright? Has the interest from your pocket money almost bought another house?"

Who is Li Yuanpei? He's the kind of person who, during his master's studies, could spend 70,000 to 80,000 yuan to attend private tutoring classes in order to prepare for the doctoral entrance exam.

If a family doesn't have tens of millions or even hundreds of millions in assets, how can they withstand this?

You know, if you had just given the money directly to Professor Deng Yong, the doctoral position would probably have been filled. Why bother asking outsiders?

Upon hearing this, Jie Han said enviously, "Brother Pei bought a duplex villa!"

Jie Han's family background wasn't very good either, just slightly better than Fang Ziye's. They were from a family that focused on exam preparation in the county, and both his parents were civil servants.

If Jie Han were to return to his hometown, or even to the prefecture-level city where he lives, he could live a life of comfort and ease with his parents' savings, complete with a motorhome and car.

However, if you want to buy a house in Seoul, it's only possible if both parents are willing to pay!

“They’re really not to be trifled with!” Fang Ziye said.

Lan Tianluo also looked at Li Yuanpei and gave him a thumbs up.

In Han City, a well-located stacked villa will cost at least tens of millions of yuan.

“My parents bought it for me. I can’t even support myself now.”

"Of course, if I don't eat those things, I should never starve in my life."

After Li Yuanpei frankly revealed his financial situation, he added, "No, brothers, if we're really just talking about money, then nobody's going to leave here happy today."

Do you know how much pocket money my elementary school buddy gets each month?

"Brother Ye, even now, you shouldn't use your annual salary to challenge other people's pocket money!"

There is no limit to wealth; some are billionaires, while others have assets worth tens of billions.

According to Li Yuanpei's analysis, his family's assets may be in the hundreds of millions, and after a period of fluctuation, the upper limit he could reach could indeed be billions of dollars in assets and a family with more than 1 billion dollars in cash flow.

In families like this, the amount of pocket money is truly beyond your imagination.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Li Yuanpei said, "But believe it or not, even my family wouldn't dare to go head-to-head with an academician from the Chinese Academy of Sciences or the Chinese Academy of Engineering."

Capital is powerful!
However, generally speaking, in China, even the most powerful capital has its limits and restraints; there are some people you just can't confront head-on.

A city can decline because of one person, or be ruined by one or two things, let alone a family or a company.

Following that, Li Yuanpei added, "Personally, I think that even my good brother's parents should be very polite to Brother Ye now."

"So, having real skills is still a good thing; it's a stronger form of currency in your social circle."

"It's just that the threshold is quite high, and it's even harder to use than money."

In the realm of social currency or equivalents, only things that can be used can be converted into money; otherwise, they are nothing but garbage.

Fang Ziye finally understood: "Brother Pei, so this is how you conquered my two junior brothers?"

"You've gone through all this preamble just to flatter me?"

Li Yuanpei's tone became exaggeratedly formal: "Ziye, you actually think I'm flattering you? Are you kidding me?"

"I probably haven't even described half of your objective energy, okay?"

"There are some things that I may not be able to access, but I'm not stupid, and I'm not unaware of them."

"Besides top-tier individuals, who else deserves the code to enter the hospital?" Li Yuanpei rolled his eyes and said.

Those who can become code in hospitals are far beyond the reach of ordinary businessmen.
In China, money alone may make your life more comfortable, but it can also make you someone else's prey. That's the reality.

“I do think there’s some truth to that,” Lan Tianluo nodded.

"Brother Ye, you've shown us the potential of our industry."

"..."

After finally getting rid of a few sycophants, Fang Ziye lay sprawled out on the bed to rest.

The smile on his lips became even harder to suppress than an AK.

The reason is simple: this unexpected event brought Fang Ziye far too much fame and fortune.

It's not just about becoming famous, according to Fang Ziye's own understanding.

This one special seminar alone was enough to support Fang Ziye's smooth promotion to chief physician and professor.

It might not be soon, but no one dares to stop him!

You want to stop me? Then why don't you start your own event?
Zhongnan Hospital, who can hold such a seminar now? Who can produce such impressive scientific research achievements?
Of course, there are people at Han City University who are more 'transcendent' than Fang Ziye. The scope of their seminars is wider and more influential than Fang Ziye's.

For example, the academic research conducted by the leading figures in the surveying and mapping institute is likely to be classified as confidential!
And this is one of the true strengths of a top university.

Of course, such a level of achievement and such a nature is difficult for medicine to reach. Because the purpose of medical development is ultimately human health, not national strength!
However, Fang Ziye doesn't need to compare himself to these!
Finally, Fang Ziye could take a break and properly organize his contact list.

How do you play it?

For example, clicking on "J" will bring up a series of professors from Jishuitan Hospital, the First Affiliated Hospital of Jinan University, and so on...

Affiliated with Kyoto University...

Click another M.

[Name of a hospital affiliated with Shanghai Sixth People's Hospital], [Name of a hospital affiliated with Shanghai Ninth People's Hospital], [Name of a hospital affiliated with Shanghai Jiao Tong University Ruijin Hospital]...

This is one of Fang Ziye's most valuable soft assets at present.

The reason it's so hardcore is because the contact list is comprehensive enough. If Fang Ziye were to lie down now, he could fly all over the country every day, collaborate with these professors, and easily earn tens of millions!
This is no joke.

Based on the standard of tens of thousands for a single teaching surgery or course, Fang Ziye could easily earn tens of millions in three or four years.

The reason it's considered "soft wealth" is that it can't be directly converted into cash, but it can be even more powerful than cash!
With the increasing number of contacts on WeChat, and the fact that some professors share the same name, Fang Ziye had to make the annotations for each person more detailed and thorough.

This isn't just one or two, it's hundreds, so it's quite a hassle to manage.

Furthermore, after the seminar, Fang Ziye would make a series of polite return visits to each participant to exchange ideas.

There are some things that are inconvenient to say at the seminar, and some pointers that these professors may mention to you privately.

There might be a dozen or so of these tips, which could benefit you for years or even a lifetime!

After doing all that, it was already 11 p.m.

Afterwards, Fang Ziye sent a thank-you text message to Director Zu Haiguo, and then sent a text message to Professor Gu Yuandong and Professor Qiu Zhenghua to report on the progress of the seminar.

Such people are transcendent beings; you can't bother them every day like a mentor. But if they arrange something good for you, it would be incredibly inconsiderate of you not to give them a reply!
After sending the message, Fang Ziye sent Luo Tingzhu a goodnight message.

"Go to bed early, you have to go to work tomorrow."

"Thank you for your hard work this weekend! *muah*" Fang Ziye's reply might seem cheesy to outsiders, but ever since Fang Ziye saw the unrestrained chat content of couples online...

After the chat messages like "Come out of the water," "Waiting for you," and "Position," etc.,...

Fang Ziye felt that the content of his conversation with Luo Tingzhu was far too bland!

"I'm putting on a face mask, I'll go to sleep right after!~"

"I'll bring you clothes tomorrow morning, senior brother," Luo Tingzhu replied considerately.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu were both very obedient to advice.

Although the two hadn't enjoyed 'life' for a long time since the two senior academicians arrived, they had to endure it.

The tallest tree catches the most wind; the more critical the moment, the more crucial the final period, the more we must hold fast to our posts until the very end.

Fang Ziye's clothes were all collected by Luo Tingzhu from the general inpatient office and then brought over by her.

"Thank you, then you should get some rest."

"Let me summarize again. I went to sleep half an hour later," Fang Ziye said.

Fang Ziye has experienced too many happy events recently, so he needs to calm himself down to avoid getting too carried away and falling too hard.

Fang Ziye looked at his memo, in which he had marked several potential risks long ago.

First, the fact that I was promoted to associate chief physician ahead of schedule made it to the top of the trending searches.

Although it has been suppressed for now, people on the internet have not yet found the real answer and will certainly not give up easily.

Even if the truth is found, Fang Ziye is not afraid.

Whether it's peer review or expert evaluation, Fang Ziye is confident he can pass their assessments. But he's afraid that uninformed netizens might directly criticize Fang Ziye and Zhongnan Hospital without any reason.

Then they found themselves at the center of public opinion!
This is a potential problem.

The second hidden danger, as Fang Ziye wrote, is very simple: an article.

The so-called article is the SCI article that Fang Ziye published when he graduated with his master's degree, which was given to him by Yuan Weihong.

This could be considered Fang Ziye's weakest point among all his articles, because Fang Ziye was not involved in the entire process. Therefore, even now, Fang Ziye is still pondering that article and familiarizing himself with all the basic data in it.

Furthermore, he speculated that since he had completed all the follow-up work on the project and published so many major articles, no one should have noticed this point.

Besides, I and my teacher are in the same research group. I have a corresponding author and a first author on an article. So what difference does it make if you find out?

Can't I just be someone who writes articles and gets credited?
Fang Ziye added a few more words—

(For articles intended for publication, data verification and preservation of original data are required.)
There are some people who specialize in finding loopholes in academic fraud to attract traffic; that's exactly what they do. Even a small loophole can be labeled with a major accusation of misconduct...

Of course, Fang Ziye didn't have any persecution complex; he was just doing it for insurance!
……

Silent all night.

The next day, Fang Ziye got up early and found breakfast and clothes already laid out on his table.

Fang Ziye didn't even know when Luo Tingzhu arrived.

However, there was a small note in the pocket of the clothes: "Senior, I'm going for my morning run, so I brought this for you in advance."

Breakfast was not brought by Luo Tingzhu, but by Lan Tianluo for Fang Ziye.

A WeChat message serves as proof: "Senior brother, Master is so biased! I've been working so hard these past few days, but he told me to bring you breakfast!"

"Instead of you treating us to breakfast!"

When Fang Ziye woke up, it was only 6:50 a.m. All of the above had happened without him even realizing it.

The two exclamation marks were startling, indicating that even Lan Tianluo was intimidated by Fang Ziye's current empty reputation.

Lan Tianluo enjoys academic pursuits, but he entered the field relatively late, so his experience is not as extensive as Fang Ziye's yet!
Fang Ziye responded very cautiously to Lan Tianluo's suggestion: "Eating breakfast is a small matter. How about I just transfer your breakfast allowance for the next year to you?"

If breakfast costs 15 yuan per meal, that's a total of over 6,000 yuan a year.

However, Fang Ziye's joke did not receive a timely response.

Fang Ziye didn't waste any more time. He quickly stirred the hot dry noodles and ate them before putting on a towel, grabbing his toothbrush, toothpaste, and cup, and pushing open the door to go outside.

However, Fang Ziye was stunned as soon as he stepped out the door.

In the department, my mentor Deng Yong, Associate Professor Chen Fang from the next group, Associate Professor Peng Long, and others stood in a row wearing white coats. Behind them, Nie Xuehua, Qin Geluo, and others stood in neat rows...

Dr. Yan Zhiming and Dr. Li Yuanpei were also included.

They instinctively saw Fang Ziye push open the door and then they started clapping.

This is a belated blessing and welcome ceremony for Fang Ziye, who just finished his seminar!
But the applause only lasted for three seconds before it abruptly stopped.

Because Fang Ziye's current attire is truly shabby!
Wearing pajamas, pajama bottoms, and a washcloth, carrying a basin in his hand, and with a towel around his neck, Fang Ziye was a chief resident who couldn't go home, so he went to wash up.

Anyone who didn't know better would think Fang Ziye was heading into the bathhouse!
Fang Ziye hesitated for only three seconds before quickly skipping across the corridor and running straight into the doctor's office, his slippers making a "squeak, squeak" sound as they rubbed against the floor tiles.

Seeing this, Deng Yong, who was preparing a surprise ceremony for Fang Ziye, finally started to twitch: "Forget it, everyone, let's disperse. We're all old acquaintances."

"Alright, Teacher Deng." Chen Fang didn't know how to complain.

In fact, Fang Ziye deserves this ceremony!
With this seminar in place, Fang Ziye is certain to become the vice chairman of the Trauma Surgery Branch of the Hubei Provincial Medical Association, and it won't be a problem for him to become the chairman in the next election.

However, the timing and occasion were not well chosen!
When Fang Ziye put on his trousers, leather shoes, tie, and plaid shirt again, and neatly arranged his newly bought white coat and name tag before entering the doctor's office, the group of big shots dispersed again!

Only a few PhDs, including Li Yuanpei, Xiong Jinhuan, and Liu Haojiang, were in the office overseeing the overall situation.

Fang Ziye rubbed his nose and said, "What's going on? Why didn't anyone tell me beforehand?"

"Teacher Deng said he wanted to give you a surprise, senior brother," Lan Tianluo said.

I was surprised, but not at all pleased.

The resident was in his most embarrassing moment when he was surrounded by onlookers, what's there to be surprised about?

However, Fang Ziye still wanted to express his gratitude for the teacher's kindness, so he left the office and went into the director's office.

In the office, Professor Deng Yong was having tea with Associate Professors Chen Fang and Peng Long. Deng Yong sat down very comfortably, while Associate Professors Peng Long and Chen Fang only sat on one side of their buttocks.

"Ziye, Ziye!" Upon seeing Fang Ziye enter, the two quickly called out to him.

"Master, Teacher Chen, Teacher Peng," Fang Ziye returned the greetings.

Seeing the doubt on Fang Ziye's face, Deng Yong said directly, "It seems that there are some things about ceremony that we can't learn, so let's just talk about something practical."

"Ziye, you should treat us to a meal, you know that?"

Fang Ziye said, "I hope you teachers will grace us with your presence on the first of next month. I'll offer you all a few drinks then."

Broadly speaking, these people are not outsiders, and they have also helped Fang Ziye before, so it's perfectly reasonable to be polite.

Drinking alcohol is certainly not good, but when a group of grown men get together, they won't feel like eating anything if they don't have a few drinks.

"Then it's a deal!"

Deng Yong continued, "Now I'll just rearrange the various groups in our department a bit more."

"Peng Long, do you mean you still want to continue performing bone defect surgery and don't want to take on any more surgeries related to bone damage?"

Peng Long shook his head: "Teacher Deng, I will definitely do it when I'm on duty, but I still feel that my personal ability is slightly insufficient for routine elective surgeries, so we need to narrow down the surgical categories of our group a bit."

"We'll explore this further when the opportunity arises!"

You don't know the hardships of being in charge until you lead a team.

Peng Long now finally understands why Han Yuanxiao had 'gone crazy' before.

Leading a team can bring both fame and fortune, but without sufficient ability and strength, it's just asking for trouble.

There are some worlds of fame and fortune that you can't just enter if you want to.

So Peng Long went to Deng Yong and poured out his heart. He said, "I haven't even mastered the routine surgeries yet. If I take too big a step all at once, I might hurt myself."

Therefore, Peng Long decided to slow down his pace.

Associate Professor Chen Fang's choice is different from Peng Long's. He wants to have more contact with trauma and related diseases and is willing to reduce the burden on the department!
Neither choice is wrong.

Knowing when to back down is also a philosophy.

Fang Ziye was now sitting confidently in his office. After everyone had expressed their opinions, he said, "Professor Peng, it is very good to continue to explore the surgical techniques for nonunion and bone defects."

“We treat a wide variety of trauma cases, and not all trauma patients suffer from devastating injuries, which I think is great.”

"Once our department's treatment of bone injuries becomes relatively mature, I also want to focus on surgeries related to bone defects and nonunion!"

This is the first time Fang Ziye has expressed his clinical intentions!
The limb-sparing surgery for severe injuries was not actually initiated by Fang Ziye; it was a coincidence that Fang Ziye happened to know how to do it and started the project, so naturally he wanted to delve deeper into it.

However, cases of severe damage are, after all, only a very small minority.

If all the top-tier hospitals in Wuhan promote and perfect this procedure, then the scope of surgery will be narrowed to only involve procedures that cause damage.

Doctors treat people, and all patients should be included in their scope of practice. There should also be corresponding treatments for all diseases.

Upon hearing this, Deng Yong wanted to pave the way for Fang Ziye, so he said, "Ziye, let's leave it at that for now. Peng Long, if Ziye wants to learn about bone defects from you in the future, you shouldn't refuse, right?"

Peng Long quickly shook his head and said, "Teacher Deng, this is exactly what I'd like to hear!"

……

Fang Ziye's welcoming ceremony was unsuccessful, but the welcoming ceremony for Professor Ryan and his group was quite successful and went smoothly.

Deng Yongxian introduced the resumes of Professor Ryan and others, and then Yuan Weihong began to introduce each person's name, which was met with applause.

After holding a welcoming ceremony, Deng Yong and others invited Professor Brandon to speak as the representative of the visiting group.

Professor Brandon, without any pretense, said while seated, "I believe that all of us in the surgical field should be one family, as the enemy we face is an unpredictable disease."

"Although we trauma surgeons may have different academic philosophies and different understandings, our goals are the same."

"When we heard Dr. Yuan say that a team in China can treat traumatic injuries in a very standard way, we all found it incredible, so we came to visit and observe."

"It was very fortunate to witness Dr. Fang's exquisite operation yesterday, but unfortunately, our own knowledge and experience are insufficient, so we cannot see through the underlying logic of the surgery."

"Due to language differences, our basic knowledge is still incomplete. If it is appropriate, we hope that Dr. Fang can teach us a more systematic theory!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's eyes flashed.

The theories that Yuan Weihong presented to Professor Brandon and others were definitely a theoretical system that Yuan Weihong had processed himself, and he had also personally interpreted and translated them.

This is equivalent to going through two transfers, so the meaning expressed is more Yuan Weihong-like than Fang Ziye-like!
"Thank you for your praise, Professor Brandon. It is my honor. I will try my best to translate what I know accurately and send it to the professors via email."

“But as you know, this takes time.” Fang Ziye had been abroad, so his English was quite fluent.

No one was surprised by this, because most people can communicate entirely in English, including master's students like Lan Tianluo and Jie Han.

In this way, the shift can be considered completed.

Then began a very formal ward round. Today's ward round was conducted because of the visit of several foreign professors, so each case was analyzed in detail to give them a general understanding of what kinds of diseases were currently in the department.

In fact, the types of patients in Professor Deng Yong's group are relatively limited.

The main categories of trauma patients are those who have undergone emergency surgery for destructive injuries, those who have undergone functional reconstruction after limb salvage surgery for destructive injuries, and those with upper and lower limb dysfunction due to non-destructive injuries. There are no other relatively common trauma patients.

Monday was not Deng Yong's surgery day, but Associate Professor Chen Fang's group's surgery day, so everyone could slow down their ward rounds.

After finishing the ward rounds, it was already 11:00 AM.

After the attending physicians went to their posts to amend the medical orders, Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong invited the three professors to the director's office.

Professor Brandon said, "Professor Deng, you are working so hard! There are so many patients in your ward, and even after being assigned to your clinical team, there are still more than twenty!"

"This is simply unbelievable!"

In other countries, medical care is currently based on an appointment system, and the number of outpatients per day is only a dozen or so, maybe even less.

Of course, ward rounds are similar abroad, and surgeries are also by appointment, so clinicians can confidently and meticulously care for each patient.

According to their ward round schedule, it takes a long time to see a group of patients, and each patient may need to consult a lot of information after the ward round.

However, it seems that this step is not part of the medical process in China.

This was due to differences in national circumstances, so Brandon didn't say anything. He simply asked, "Dr. Fang, what is your next clinical research direction?"

"Have you considered simplifying the standard procedures for limb salvage and functional reconstruction surgery for catastrophic injuries, or developing assistive devices, such as suture devices?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye frowned slightly: "Professor Brandon, why do you ask that? Actually, the next clinical research project I want to do has nothing to do with limb salvage surgery for severe injuries."

In Fang Ziye's view, there are many more meaningful things to do, and there is no need to keep focusing on destruction and damage.

Brandon and the others were taken aback by this, and then Professor Wade asked, "Dr. Fang, why don't you continue your research on traumatic injury? Is it because there aren't enough patients in China?"

"Given the current trend of social development, shouldn't there be an increasing number of emergency cases of trauma in China?"

"Dr. Fang, surgical procedures are actually a tool, one of the tools we use to reduce patients' pain and help them gain more functions."

"If this tool is too complex and the required skill level is too high, then it is neither a mature tool nor a mature surgery."

"Dr. Fang, you have the most in-depth research on this topic. You should simplify it so that more doctors can perform limb-sparing surgeries like yours!"

Fang Ziye had been abroad and knew that many specialist doctors overseas sometimes only performed one type of surgery or only one type of surgery in one region throughout their lives.

Some people specialize in hip replacement surgery, while others specialize in knee replacement surgery. When others encounter patients who don't have their own surgeries, they will recommend that the patient go to another doctor for the surgery.

It's not like that in China. Once a patient has made an appointment, even if you can't solve their problem, you have to find them another appointment in a timely manner. Otherwise, people will think you lack medical ethics!
“Professor Wade, your idea is correct, but the reality of our country may not support us specializing in just one disease. We need to become all-rounders and multi-skilled!” Fang Ziye joked.

Fang Ziye's answer was very formal.

Yuan Weihong then added, "Although our country has very detailed specialties, the diseases treated in each specialty are not selected. We operate in clinical groups, and each group will treat many diseases."

"From outpatient to inpatient care, it's a short-term appointment-based inpatient system, not an appointment-based surgery system."

"That's such a pity, Dr. Fang!"

Professor Brandon shook his head, his face full of regret: "If you could specialize in one area, at your current age, by the time you reach our age, you might be able to further refine the limb-sparing techniques for severe injuries."

"However, the large number and variety of patients in China, coupled with a relatively small number of medical personnel, present a severe challenge that we must face."

"Even so, this is still a loss for our orthopedics department!"

In Brandon's view, if limb-sparing surgery for severe injuries has only been developed to this extent, it is far from enough. He needs to provide extensive and rigorous training to the operators so that doctors can become proficient.

Instead of simply learning theory, doctors can acquire better tools to assist them in performing high-quality surgeries.

One is training people, and the other is training equipment.

Fang Ziye replied, "Professor Brandon, I believe that even without me, there are other doctors who can simplify the surgical procedure."

"My choices also depend on my energy level; I can't possibly ignore some of my outpatients!"

As a famous saying goes, life is very short, and we live only for a short time.

"We doctors should also live in the present. Although it may be tiring, this is our lovely country, which has not been developed for a long time."

"We must advance and retreat with it as it grows and faces challenges."

It is an established fact that China is a large country with a large population but a shortage of medical personnel.

Fortunately, in China today, if you become a doctor, you will basically not starve. Although you may not become extremely wealthy, you will earn more than the local average.

Fang Ziye still remembers that sentence: If you feel something is not good, then do it, build it!

This is a fact, although it is exhausting, and although Fang Ziye could even run away abroad to escape and face the realities of life overseas.

Let's focus on a single disease!

However, this was not Fang Ziye's choice. If there are difficulties, we should face them together.

Who wouldn't want to relax?
However, the current domestic environment is not so bad that Fang Ziye would be destitute. In fact, this environment has even helped Fang Ziye take the first step towards 'making a name for himself'.

This is a sophisticated choice, and Fang Ziye naturally knows that all techniques are better the more refined they are.

Everyone knows that eating meat is good!

But if you ask "Why don't they eat meat porridge?" without considering the actual situation, isn't that just nonsense?
What the country needs now are versatile individuals, and a broader improvement in the average level, rather than focusing on making each technology the world's best!

Let's make sure the current patients are well-fed first. Only after they're well-fed can we think about how to eat well!
"What a pity, what a pity!" Professor Brandon continued to mutter to himself.

It's as if we've lost a rising star in trauma surgery.

However, both Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong felt extremely gratified.

These weren't words they taught Fang Ziye, but rather Fang Ziye's own understanding and choices.

They not only cultivated a young talent in trauma surgery, but also trained a very 'skilled' doctor for the country, or at least for the city of Seoul.

When the overall situation faces difficulties, we must stand together with it. How well said that is!

However, even so, Professor Brandon was still unwilling to give up: "Dr. Fang, but you shouldn't abandon the development of 'limb-sparing surgery for severe injuries.' You developed it; it's your child!"

"You are responsible for its growth!"

(End of this chapter)