top student at medical school

Chapter 531 A New Peak!
"Professor Zhou, when did you meet him?"

"You look quite young, don't you? You're already a professor at such a young age?" Luo Tingzhu was extremely curious.

"Currently, I hold the title of associate professor and associate chief physician, and I'm about thirty-three years old!"

Fang Ziye later specifically checked Professor Zhou Yan's resume: "But I estimate that he will be promoted to professor soon, probably around the same time as Professor Liu Huanglong."

"It's also possible that it will be slightly earlier!"

While Fang Ziye was being vain, he actually searched for some "exceptional geniuses" and found that his own "professional title achievements" were not the fastest.

Some people, even without any control panel, rise up faster than him.

Take Professor Tao, who was famous online for being slashed on the hand by a patient, for example. His impressive resume is truly remarkable!

"Oh!" Luo Tingzhu nodded after listening, then glanced at Professor Zhou Yan and said:
"Xiangya Hospital has a very strong orthopedics department, but I don't know much about the specific professors. I do know a little about trauma surgery, but I haven't looked into hand surgery."

Fang Ziye said, "Professor Tan from the Department of Hand Surgery at Xiangya Hospital came to see me before. He also persuaded my senior sister Xie Xin to ask Professor Liu for a spot in the first phase of clinical trials for the microcirculation device."

"Based on the information I learned from Professor Teng of the Hand Surgery Department at Jishuitan Hospital, it is very likely that Xiangya Hospital will also become one of the leading hospitals to perform limb transplantation surgery."

"Before we performed the functional reconstruction surgery at our hospital, Xiangya Hospital had already carried out a number of functional reconstruction surgeries and surgical procedures for treating peripheral nerve injuries."

"However, we chose a different direction."

Fang Ziye's conversation was too technical; even Luo Tingzhu didn't fully understand it before asking, "There are different types of peripheral nerve damage?"

"Of course!" Fang Ziye nodded.

"You can search for peripheral nerve injuries in detail. Apart from the different damaged nerves, the causes are also very varied!"

"The causes of peripheral nerve injury can be divided into: traction injury, laceration, compression injury, gunshot wound, ischemic injury, limb ischemia contracture, electrical burn and radiation burn, drug injection injury and other iatrogenic injury."

"Currently, hospitals such as Jishuitan Hospital and Huashan Hospital have conducted relatively in-depth research on traction, compression injuries, and gunshot wounds."

"When performing peripheral nerve injury surgery, Xiangya Hospital mainly focuses on limb ischemia and contracture, electrical burns, and compression injuries."

"The functional reconstruction surgery that Professor Liu and I performed actually targeted three aspects: compression injury, ischemic injury, ischemic contracture, and laceration."

"Different causes require different surgical procedures."

"Among them, compression injuries and ischemic injuries are the most common," Fang Ziye explained in detail.

Luo Tingzhu nodded and said, "Senior brother, I thought your functional reconstruction technique was also a first!"

"Of course, it's also a first. In addition to functional deficits caused by peripheral nerve injury, Professor Liu and I also work on functional reconstruction caused by traumatic injury, muscle contracture, and single limb stiffness."

“Tingzhu, functional reconstruction surgery is different from the treatment of peripheral nerve injury.”

"The scope of functional reconstruction surgery is larger and wider than that of peripheral nerves."

"If we can subsequently find a way to resolve the hemiplegia in some stroke patients through compensation, then functional reconstruction surgery will truly be considered mature and will benefit more patients!"

Fang Ziye shook his head slightly at this point: "I just don't know if I'll still have that much energy by then. There are so many things I want to do..."

"Then let's take it slow and do it little by little."

"Anyway, you've done right by your patients, Senior Brother. We can't do anything for the other patients," Luo Tingzhu said with a smile, trying to please them.

……

As the two were enjoying their meal, Professor Zhou Yan came over to toast Fang Ziye with a glass of wine, and also brought along Huang Yulin, the director of the hand surgery department at Yueyang Central Hospital.

Originally, the two men saw that there was no wine on Fang Ziye's table and wanted him to use tea instead.

However, Fang Ziye, who was relieved of his duties as the chief resident, no longer put on airs. He took the initiative to get two ounces of homemade jujube wine and said after returning, "Professor Zhou, my girlfriend can't hold her liquor."

"So we can only serve tea instead of wine. You and Director Huang are too kind. You and Director Huang are my seniors, so it should be me who toasts you."

Although Fang Ziye has gradually risen to a higher position in Zhongnan Hospital, he has not forgotten the necessary social etiquette.

There's no harm in being polite when dealing with outsiders.

"Professor Zhou, the Professor Fang you mentioned is also a very generous person."

"I love making friends, Professor Fang. If you come to Yue City again, please be sure to give me a call!" Huang Yulin was forty-five or forty-six years old, with a pointed head, a wide face, a short neck, and a slightly plump figure. He was a generous and forthright person.

"Okay, Director Huang, I'll definitely take the opportunity to bother you!" Fang Ziye agreed first.

After each of the three people had sipped a third of their glasses, they waved goodbye.

Zhou Yan did not specifically introduce Fang Ziye to Huang Yulin, because Zhou Yan knew that Huang Yulin and Fang Ziye were from different worlds and that the levels of people they would come into contact with in the future would be very different.

Aside from Huang Yulin constantly seeking consultations from Fang Ziye, there would be no other significant communication.

Although Han City and Yue City are not far apart, they are still in different provinces!
"Professor Zhou was quite polite," Luo Tingzhu said.

Looking at Luo Tingzhu and then at the wine, Fang Ziye asked curiously again, "Tingzhu, can I ask you a piece of gossip?"

Luo Tingzhu was currently struggling with a piece of fish meat near the tail, nodding as she kept her mouth open.

"What exactly did you and the waiter who took you home say on the night of my master's thesis defense?"

"It's been so long, can you tell me about it?" Fang Ziye asked, blinking.

"Pfft!~" Luo Tingzhu hadn't been drinking today and was fully conscious.

Ke Luo Tingzhu's face flushed red instantly. Clearly, she was a little drunk that day, but not completely drunk, so the alcohol emboldened her and she actually said some things.

"Can't I tell you yet? I asked you last year, and you said it was a secret and we'd talk about it later. When are we going to find out?" Fang Ziye said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingzhu silently ate her vegetables first, and after spitting out all the fish bones, she swallowed the tender fish meat in one gulp. Then she leaned closer to Fang Ziye and whispered for a while.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye was stunned for a moment, then looked Luo Tingzhu up and down in disbelief.

The surprise wasn't loud, but the tone of disbelief was obvious: "What? You even thought of names for the boy and the girl back then?"

Luo Tingzhu was a little shy, but looking back now, she didn't seem so embarrassed!
From that time on, Luo Tingzhu had already realized that she was just an ordinary person—an ordinary person who admired strength.

She will fall for someone who is outstanding, good-looking, and also quite talented.

Luo Tingzhu asked curiously, "Senior brother, didn't you have any other intentions at that time?"

By the time Fang Ziye graduated, the two had already been in contact in the laboratory for some time.

We spent time together in the lab, ate barbecue rice together, conducted cell experiments together, and learned together from scratch.

It's like having a meal buddy or a research buddy.

"Of course there are!"

"As the ancients said, everyone has a love for beauty," Fang Ziye said.

"Then?" Luo Tingzhu's eyes darted around, hesitating to speak.

Fang Ziye naturally understood what she meant; she wanted to know why he hadn't expressed his opinion.

Fang Ziye said, "Netizens also said, 'How can one who lives a life of poverty dare to enter the world of luxury? How can one who is honest and upright dare to mislead a beautiful woman?'"

"Back then, I was poor and had no savings. I didn't even have a job opportunity. I didn't dare to have any crooked thoughts. I just wanted to study hard so that I could support myself first."

Fang Ziye also explained it very clearly.

He said in a low voice, "I've also heard a theory that both men and women are susceptible to lust. I'm just an ordinary person, so of course I'm no exception."

"And then what happened?" Luo Tingzhu wanted to hear.

"Later, when I had a few coins in my pocket, my mindset changed."

"A child carrying gold through a bustling market, isn't that just asking for trouble? When you lack ability, even if you possess good things, some people will still think you are unworthy of your position."

"However, once you've reached a certain level, even if some people still think you're unworthy, at least those close to you will start protecting you." Fang Ziye explained his thoughts once again.

Luo Tingzhu is very beautiful, very pretty; this was something Fang Ziye confirmed the moment they met.

My lady, my gentleman is good.

To say that Fang Ziye had no interest in her at the beginning would be a lie, but he didn't think about it too deeply.

Fang Ziye explained that before he went to Enshi, his department gave him a bonus, which made him willing to buy a plane ticket and then buy a piece of jade bamboo for Luo Tingzhu.

The result was that my savings were all gone, I owed money on Alipay and Ant Credit Pay, and I even had to borrow money from my senior in Enshi!

They still received a sum of money.

You're so poor, how dare you consider anything else?
Fang Ziye added, "But after receiving my first bonus, or rather, the wealth bestowed upon me by my teacher, I felt that I could earn money on my own and wouldn't starve."

"Only then would I dare to have such a presumptuous idea!"

"I was planning to come earlier, but I found out that you are a little rich girl. You have saved so much money with scholarships and competition prizes, so I can only look on with awe."

"Poverty makes people lose their ambition; even a hero can be brought down by a penny. Although I have never experienced hunger or not being able to afford food, as a contemporary college student, I have received a relatively advanced education."

"The meaning of learning is to draw inferences from one instance to another, isn't that?" Fang Ziye said formally.

Luo Tingzhu laughed immediately upon hearing this: "So that's how it is."

"With my meager savings, can I really be called a 'little rich woman'?"

Fang Ziye sighed again: "Sigh!"

"Tingzhu, whether someone is rich or not is relative. In Yuanpei's eyes, with our current savings, we're still not out of poverty!"

All roads lead to Rome, but some people are born in Rome. How can you compare?

“I reckon I’ll never earn as much as his family’s savings in my lifetime. If I did, it would most likely be through some crooked means,” Fang Ziye added.

Luo Tingzhu shook her head: "Senior brother, that's not right!"

"Others may be, but you are not. You have already taken your expertise to the realm of patents!"

In China, if an ordinary doctor earns tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of yuan in their lifetime, it goes without saying that the disciplinary committee can investigate them directly.

"Moreover, doctors can also start their own businesses, like Professor He from general surgery and Professor Lin from internal medicine."

Luo Tingzhu gave an example!
Han City University is a very inclusive university. Not to mention the distant "Great Thunder God", just in the Department of Internal Medicine and Surgery of Zhongnan Hospital, there are two very iconic entrepreneurial predecessors!

He Yincheng, a surgeon, is the top medical exam educator. He earns tens of millions of yuan every year. He himself once said in a large lecture that he puts one or two hundred million yuan into the stock market every year.

But ordinary people shouldn't follow his example. He loses money, and that's fine with him. Losing tens of millions is no big deal for him.

Professor Lin Zhanghua of the Department of Cardiology is the pinnacle of entrepreneurial success in the hospital, with five hot pot restaurants and two hotels, and an annual net income of tens of millions.

He didn't operate under a company system, nor did he own any shares; all the money he earned after deducting expenses was his own.

Even among the upper-middle class in China, these two have achieved financial freedom, able to do whatever they want and not do whatever they don't want.

For example, Professor He from the Department of Surgery resigned from his position in the surgical department and focused solely on teaching, while Professor Lin from the Department of Internal Medicine continued to diligently lead his team in the department.

Don't let anyone talk to him about promotions or anything like that; it's purely a hobby!

It doesn't matter. Other people's social relationships have long since broken away from the medical profession, and they have long since organized their personal networks through other channels.

"Well, I don't know, but my current income is quite considerable."

"This is also one of my fallback options."

At this point, Fang Ziye added, "Teacher Liu Huanglong actually pointed out a path for me. Tingzhu, do you think I should run a Douyin account?"

"I won't post anything else, just real pictures of the things we practice in the training room. With my current skills, carving a starfish or a rose out of tofu would only take me half an hour."

"You can record it for me. We'll upload it together to get more views."

"Or, we could go directly to the slaughterhouse to buy pigs, have them slaughtered, and then dissect all the fat, lean meat, ribs, menisci, and other organs to educate everyone!"

"Isn't this more refined than many online videos that teach you how to cut pork?"

"Or, we could livestream ourselves performing muscle-building surgery online using lean pork, creating many attractive designs, and I believe we could earn a fair amount of tips," Fang Ziye said.

This is something that is relatively unexplored in the short video industry at present. By taking advantage of the audience's curiosity and the gap in information and cognition, it is possible to generate a huge wave of traffic.

In fact, Fang Ziye's basic skills are so impressive that not only ordinary netizens, but also professionals are easily impressed by him!

For example, with Fang Ziye's cutting technique, how far can it go? If I want to cut eleven pages, it can't be eleven and a half pages. If I want to cut twelve and a half pages of A4 paper, it can't be twelve or thirteen.

This visually striking experience is very eye-catching.

“It’s possible, but not full-time, otherwise it would be such a waste.” Luo Tingzhu truly loves medicine, partly because of her grandmother, but she is passionate about it herself.

If someone with Fang Ziye's abilities were to become a video blogger, Luo Tingzhu felt that her entire worldview would be shattered!
What A4 paper is worthy of Fang Ziye's skills to operate on? Even if Fang Ziye doesn't make any further improvements, just performing limb-sparing surgery on invasive injuries would be enough for him to live on for the rest of his life, and would benefit many patients.

"Why don't you give it a try?"

"After we get home, we'll buy two pigs. We'll kill one to eat ourselves, and kill the other for the two of us to film the video." Fang Ziye had already made up his mind.

"Okay!" Luo Tingzhu actually thought it was worth a try. After all, it's just for fun, so let's do whatever makes us happy.

……

After the meal, Professor Zhou Yan was indeed waiting for Fang Ziye.

It had already been agreed upon beforehand, so Luo Tingzhu had no objections. Professor Zhou Yan copied all the patients' data from the department onto his USB drive, and he simply went back to the hotel to retrieve his computer.

The group then went to a private room in a nearby coffee shop and sat down.

After sitting down, Zhou Yancai said, "Tingzhu, is this Dr. Luo? The Dr. Luo that Professor Xu Long mentioned!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingzhu smiled and said, "Yes, I had a period of learning experience with Professor Xu Long before, but it's a pity that Professor Xu Long went back too early."

"Professor Zhou, are you and Professor Xu Long very familiar with each other?"

As Zhou Yan plugged into his docking station, he also inserted the USB drive into it: "I know it very well!"

"The reason why Professor Xu Long started spinal anesthesia for motor and sensory separation so early on is because our department needs functional reconstruction surgery."

"However, our hospital's research on motor citrus separation anesthesia is not as in-depth as your hospital's!"

At this point, Professor Zhou Yan asked curiously, "Professor Fang, could you please tell me who helped establish the data calculation model when your hospital performs local sensory and motor dissociation anesthesia?"

"I had this idea before and asked a teacher in the School of Mathematical Sciences for help, but I didn't succeed in the end. Later, I was delayed by other things, so I never looked back."

Zhou Yan's words directly hit the Achilles' heel of Lan Tianluo's existence.

Who helped set it up? Lan Tianluo?
Lan Tianlu is currently a doctoral candidate in Clinical Medicine Orthopedics, holds a Master's degree in Computer Science, and a PhD in Mathematics.
“He’s a member of the team, and also my good brother. His name is Lan Tianluo, and he helped us set it up,” Fang Ziye replied.

"You guys?" Zhou Yan was speechless for a moment.

Then he patted his head and said, "So, in fact, the sensorimotor separation anesthesia and local separation anesthesia that your hospital's Department of Anesthesiology is currently conducting were initially led and participated in by you, Professor Fang?"

No wonder!

"I knew it! How could anesthesiologists be so familiar with the course of motor and sensory nerves, and perform punctures with such incredible skill!"

"With Professor Fang's involvement, it's not surprising!" Zhou Yan had seen Fang Ziye's basic skills, and this guy's basic skills were even better than his own, which broadened his horizons.

However, it is clear that Fang Ziye's techniques are not actually that numerous.

Currently, it's still specialized but not comprehensive; it's not the kind of super all-rounder.

"The surgery we're going to do tomorrow, Professor Fang, is like this. You can take a look first. It's an upper limb functional reconstruction surgery."

“But this patient, here, and here the muscles are trapped…” Because there was MRI data available, Zhou Yan started reading the images directly instead of verbally describing the corresponding anatomical locations.

Oral accounts are narratives, and they certainly can't be as visually compelling as direct video recordings!

Fang Ziye frowned slightly after looking at the patient: "Professor Zhou, do you really need to perform functional reconstruction surgery on patients like this?"

"Is this considered 'not touching any of the three'?"

The so-called "three no-touch" means that nerves and muscles are not connected, muscles and blood vessels are not connected, and blood vessels and nerves are not connected.

Everyone does their own thing.

My blood vessels are only responsible for transporting blood; if someone starves to death somewhere along the way, it has absolutely nothing to do with me. The short branches of nerves that innervate muscles have also shortened, causing direct muscle adhesion and atrophy!
Rebuilding it would be a very troublesome task.

"Professor Fang, actually, I also refused at first!"

"But this patient is indeed very sincere; he's retired. His identity is a bit special. I can't say exactly what industry he works in, but Professor Fang, all you need to know is that he's a super-red."

"He was young, wounded in battle, and then contracted a rare viral infection during his recovery."

"That's why it's in this messy state now."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye frowned.

In this day and age, the only industries that can still be described as battlefields are mostly two sectors.

Border guards, anti-drug police!

"I prepared for this case for about four or five months, but I never thought about starting the surgery."

"But the patient and their family's wishes were quite sincere, so after much consideration, we decided to take a chance..."

"We have already explained the consequences clearly. He went to many hospitals, and he has been to almost every hospital except for those abroad."

"Let's try anything, even if it's a dead end. Anyway, it can't get any worse than it is now!" Zhou Yan said.

"My idea is, Professor Fang, if you have time, would it be convenient for us to go to the operating table together tomorrow?"

"Ideally, Dr. Luo and Professor Xu could also participate in the anesthesia."

"The consultation and surgery procedures don't need to be followed. You'll both be acting as assistants. As for the price, Dr. Luo, it's six thousand, and Professor Fang, it's two and a half thousand!"

“We don’t have to pay for it ourselves. As long as you do it and it works, you will definitely get the money.”

"Even if it doesn't succeed, I'll personally give Professor Fang two Ws!" Zhou Yan's attitude was very sincere.

The difference between 25,000 and 20,000 for a single surgery is not significant, and this consultation fee is relatively high!
Fang Ziye previously went to the Sixth People's Hospital of Shanghai for a teaching surgery, and that was about the same price.

The absolute top level within the rules!

Of course, if calculated by time, he would actually lose a little. Fang Ziye's surgeries now cost at least a certain amount per hour, and each of his surgeries would take at least ten hours.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye glanced at Zhou Yan.

He was torn between wanting to earn the 20,000 yuan and not wanting to earn it, so he looked at Luo Tingzhu.

Luo Tingzhu nodded: "Professor Zhou, I don't want money. I'm still a student."

“Students can get money too, are you being sarcastic?” Zhou Yan suddenly said, also showing the two of them his 'glorious' past.

Luo Tingzhu shook her head repeatedly.

Fang Ziye nodded and began to carefully review the patient's medical records and all the detailed examination results.

His medical records are quite long, with five or six surgical records alone.

I went to many hospitals and spent a lot of money.

However, Fang Ziye felt he deserved it!

Those who fight for their country are not only glorious when they become martyrs, but living is even more glorious!

Nine o'clock.

Fang Ziye said, "Tingzhu, you should go back and rest early. You don't have much to do tomorrow. I'll discuss it with Professor Zhou some more, and it might be quite late."

The task of anesthesia is actually not much. As long as the patient does not feel pain and there is some function after reconstruction, that is sufficient.

Professor Xu Long and Luo Tingzhu should both be able to do this!
It is also limited to the level of dissociative anesthesia!
However, Fang Ziye felt that if the surgery were to actually be performed, he would probably personally administer the anesthesia.

Only then can we be absolutely certain of success.

Luo Tingzhu nodded and said, "That works too!"

"But you should get some rest too. If you don't rest, Professor Zhou will need to rest as well. His wife has already video-called him several times."

Zhou Yan replied, "It's okay, I'm used to it. My wife just checks up on me to see if I've slept or not. I just send her a message."

Zhou Yan is a workaholic; after finishing speaking, he started editing the information.

"..."

10 o'clock!

When Fang Ziye discussed the matter with Zhou Yan, he discovered that Professor Zhou Yan's expertise in the treatment of peripheral nerve injuries was even more profound than Liu Huanglong's.

However, the treatment of peripheral nerve injury is slightly different from that of large nerve injury, belonging to a different subspecialty focus on the finer branches!
11 o'clock!
Fang Ziye saw that several new entries were faintly appearing on his panel, but the font was so indistinct that it could not be seen.

Around one o'clock!
Finally, a few entries appeared in the section—

[Functional Rehabilitation Technique Level 1 0/20]

[Tendon Rehabilitation Surgery Grade 1 0/20]

[Neural Rehabilitation Surgery Grade 1 0/20]

[Vascular grafting, Grade 1, 0/20]

Damn it?

Fang Ziye's eyes twitched several times before he finally took a few deep breaths, as if he had found a treasure.

Functional rehabilitation surgery was originally just a hypothesis of Fang Ziye. He felt that if he were to develop this surgery, it might take a very, very long time.

Only through theoretical accumulation and attempts to make breakthroughs can it be developed.

Unexpectedly, today, during a discussion with Professor Zhou Yan, and thanks to his profound foundation in basic skills, we were able to develop this surgical procedure.

Although my proficiency isn't very high!
But proficiency has never been an issue for Fang Ziye.

He is not afraid of going to infinity, but he is afraid of the process from zero to one!

"Professor Fang, is there a problem with what I said?" Zhou Yan noticed Fang Ziye's unusual expression and looked up to ask.

“No, no, Professor Zhou, please continue!” Fang Ziye gently shook his head.

Zhou Yancai said, "What I mean is that currently, the patient's nerve pathways are good, but their function has been impaired due to the viral infection."

"Although there are currently techniques such as nerve transposition and transplantation to solve this problem."

"But I personally still think that whether it is translocation or transplantation, it is actually a sacrifice of the original function and a palliative replacement."

"If we can reawaken the original nerve or muscle function through the flexible application of surgery and medication, then that will be the next revolutionary era for hand surgery!"

"Once this surgical technique is fully developed, postoperative rehabilitation for all orthopedic patients will no longer be a problem!" Zhou Yan said.

Fang Ziye nodded.

As expected of a professional hand surgeon, and as expected of a professor, Professor Zhou Yan's ideas are just as brilliant as Liu Huanglong's.

In fact, Professor Zhou Yan's vision and progress are even broader!
After undergoing surgery, your functions may not decline, and there's even a possibility that more functions might be developed. Isn't that almost a mutation?

Of course, the mutation definitely doesn't exist.

Nowadays, cosmetic surgery, sex reassignment surgery, and breast augmentation surgery are very advanced. Compared with these surgeries, the effect of this functional rehabilitation surgery is certainly not as great.

For example, if your original strength was 100kg, after the surgery you could reach a maximum of 102kg!
But it's already very difficult for a normal person to do that. For a patient, if you can restore their strength to more than 85% of their original level, they will be extremely grateful to you!
Even 75 percent is acceptable.

……

At midnight, Professor Zhou Yan finally ended his speculation and exploration unilaterally: "Professor Fang, let's leave it at that for now. If we really want to keep going, it would probably take three days and three nights to finish."

"This is something that's at the top of the ceiling; it might have hit the top and bounced back. Haste makes waste!"

"Let's go back and rest first. Tomorrow morning, we'll wait for Professor Fang to get up early so we can go eat some rice noodles together."

Fang Ziye did not refuse: "Thank you so much for your guidance today, Professor Zhou. I have benefited greatly from it. I'll treat you tomorrow!"

As Zhou Yan packed up his computer, he scanned the QR code to pay, only to find that Fang Ziye had already paid for everything.

Without being polite, she complained a little, "Professor Fang, that's not very kind of you. You're not treating me like a human being."

"Guests from afar are welcome; let them do as the host pleases!"

"If you pay the bill, it will make me, Zhou Yan, look like I don't know how to behave. People will laugh at me in front of my colleagues."

Fang Ziye said, "Professor Zhou, the whole of China is one family. Yue City is probably closer to Han City than Sha City."

"In fact, I'm the one who should be showing hospitality!"

"Besides, Professor Zhou, you have taught me so much, I really have no way to repay you, please give me a chance."

Mutual praise in business? Fang Ziye isn't afraid.

Back then, Fang Ziye entered Zhongnan Hospital alone, without any senior students to guide him. His talent was average, and his teachers did not pay much attention to him. His superiors even treated Fang Ziye as a marginal figure.

The teacher had just been promoted to master's supervisor and attending physician, and he had a lot of things to do. Fang Ziye had to work hard on many things on his own.

What if there is no direct senior student to mentor you?
Go lick it!

If you don't flatter, be prepared to get scolded!
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan also realized that Fang Ziye was a remarkable person.

We are all one family in China. Fang Ziye used distance as an argument, and no one dared to refute him, nor would he accept any rebuttal!

Are Yueshi and Hanshi not the same city?

"Professor Fang, let's go back and rest!"

"Give me a chance tomorrow. It's a matter of reciprocity, the way friends treat each other. Otherwise, you really won't consider me a friend!" Zhou Yan said earnestly.

“Okay!” Fang Ziye nodded.

……

When Fang Ziye returned to the hotel, Luo Tingzhu was wearing a floral long-sleeved nightgown and was intently reading documents.

Upon seeing Fang Ziye, Luo Tingzhu looked dejected and somewhat unhappy.

Upon seeing this, Fang Ziye's eyebrows twitched, and he immediately understood the reason: "Isn't the long holiday just starting?"

Luo Tingzhu's aunt came.

"Mmm-hmm." Luo Tingzhu nodded with an exceptionally honest and simple expression.

Actually, girls can be quite horny too, usually more so than men. If you think someone is aloof, it's because you haven't gotten close to them yet.

Silent all night.

"..."

The next day!

When Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu met with Professor Zhou Yan, Professor Xu Long, along with an associate professor he brought, Director Dou of the Anesthesiology Department of Yueyang Central Hospital, and Director Huang of the Microsurgery Department of Hand Surgery also came.

Professor Zhou Yan holds a very high position and has a wide influence in Hunan Province. Even if it cannot compare to Fang Ziye's influence in Hubei Province, it is still quite significant.

Therefore, Zhou Yan's recommendation made everyone very polite and welcoming to Fang Ziye. In addition, Professor Xu Long's high praise for Fang Ziye made the atmosphere even more harmonious.

Director Dou Yun said, "As the saying goes, 'Fate brings people together even from a thousand miles away.' Director Huang and I are truly fortunate to have met two such outstanding young talents, Professor Fang and Professor Zhou, and even to have breakfast together!"

"And there's Professor Xu, and even more beautiful Dr. Xiao Luo, tsk tsk tsk, I really wish I had been born ten years earlier..."

Professor Huang Yulin put it even more bluntly: "Director Dou, if we had been born a decade or two earlier, we wouldn't even have been qualified to meet with the two professors."

"We lived more than ten years longer than expected to be able to meet them!"

What is high-level flattery?
This is high-level flattery.

Neither Fang Ziye nor Zhou Yan spoke, and the two directors didn't waste any more words. After breakfast, the group entered the operating room.

Xu Long and Luo Tingzhu worked together very well and went directly to prepare the anesthetic drugs with Dou Yun, the director of the anesthesiology department.

Before entering the operating room, Huang Yulin instructed the staff in the department to push the patient out of the department!
At this moment, Huang Yulin was explaining the basic situation to the patient: "Yu Yousheng, you're lucky. This time, not only is Professor Zhou Yan from the Department of Hand Surgery at Xiangya Hospital performing the surgery on you, but..."

"An orthopedic expert from the Affiliated Zhongnan Hospital of Hubei University happened to be visiting Yueyang City when Dr. Zhou met him, so he brought him over to be his surgical assistant!"

"The combined strength of these two is no less than that of any top expert in the country, and the quality of their surgeries is likely world-class!"

"So, if even a surgery of this size cannot be guaranteed to be successful, then there's really no other way."

"You should know about Professor Zhou Yan's reputation, right?"

The man named Yu Yousheng said, "I know, I know. Someone I used to mentor consulted Professor Zhou. His skills were excellent."

"Thank you, Professor Fang. Thank you, Director Huang. And thank you to all the other professors. I'm counting on you!"

Yu Yousheng certainly knew Zhou Yan, and he would not and would not invite him to come here to perform surgery on him.

A professor who can be highly praised by Professor Zhou Yan must be at least as capable as he is, and certainly better than Director Huang and the others. He is more than qualified to be his assistant.

Since the lead surgeon wouldn't be changed for the time being, Yu Yousheng wasn't worried!

Fang Ziye did not speak, but before the surgery began, he conducted a very detailed physical examination on Yu Yousheng!

The physical examination continued for ten minutes after Professor Xu Long and others pushed the medication from the anesthesia preparation room into the operating room.

Dou Yun wanted to consult Xu Long, but Xu Long knew that Fang Ziye wanted to personally administer the anesthesia, which was an opportunity he desperately wanted. So he held Dou Yun's ear and said a few words.

Dou Yun's eyes bulged out like fish eyes at that time!
They dared not underestimate it.

Zhou Yan is an orthopedic surgeon, and he may be exchanging pleasantries because of Fang Ziye's reputation. Professor Xu Long, on the other hand, is an anesthesiologist and a well-known figure in the entire Chinese anesthesiology community.

How could he possibly support an orthopedic surgeon?
The more a place is aligned with international standards, the higher the status of anesthesiologists. Xu Long can stop any surgery performed by any professor at Xiangya Hospital, including surgeries performed by the hospital director!
"Let's begin!" After Fang Ziye finished the physical examination, he had a general idea in his mind.

If he had seen the patient beforehand and had ample time, the physical examination should have been completed in the ward.

But since he didn't have that time, he had to do it on the spot in the operating room.

Sharpening your knife will never stop you from chopping wood!
Fang Ziye quickly began the anesthesia!

However, this type of layered anesthesia with nerve block cannot reveal much through simple manipulation.

Luo Tingzhu had already taken out her phone and calculated the corresponding dosage in the mini-program, and reported it to Fang Ziye one by one!
Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu worked together very well!

The anesthesia was completed very quickly!
Dou Yun was completely baffled, and this time, even Professor Xu Long didn't quite understand it.

The effect of layered anesthesia is not meant to be observed, but rather to be observed during the operation.

"Don't worry, Director Dou!"

"I can switch to general anesthesia at any time, but the postoperative results will be less satisfactory!" Xu Long reassured Dou Yun.

Even if Fang Ziye's anesthesia goes wrong, we can still use general anesthesia as a backup, so what are you afraid of?
Dou Yun was finally able to resolve her inner conflict.

Watching intently as Fang Ziye left the anesthesia station and they went out together to wash their hands and get dressed.

The other doctors at the Central Hospital had already washed and disinfected their hands before Fang Ziye and the others did, and that's when they started disinfecting the towels!
Everything was ready, and the surgery officially began.

Fang Ziye did not take Professor Zhou Yan's knife, but carefully examined Professor Zhou Yan's actions.

The moment Professor Zhou Yan made the incision, Fang Ziye's pupils contracted.

This was the first time he had seen a fellow practitioner whose cutting technique had reached the level of a national champion!
Perhaps others had similar abilities at the last seminar, but they didn't go on stage, so Fang Ziye didn't know.

Even some professors at the Mayo Clinic are not at the "national expert" level 5 incision technique!
However, Fang Ziye was not particularly shocked. After Professor Zhou Yan cut open the outermost layer of skin, he pointed to the gap between one of the muscles and said to Professor Zhou Yan, "Professor Zhou, I think we should open the brachioradialis muscle first."

Zhou Yan looked up, glanced at Fang Ziye, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his doubt lasted only three seconds before Professor Zhou Yan handed over the knife.

Not a single word was spoken, yet everything was said.

Don't use people with suspicion, don't use people who are suspicious.

(End of this chapter)