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Chapter 538 Traumatic Situation (Please Subscribe)

"Senior brother, I've arrived in Yishi. What are you doing?" Luo Tingzhu was bored during the ride, so she took the initiative to chat with Fang Ziye.

"Let me see something... I'll send it to you..." Fang Ziye sent a partial screenshot of the item he was reading to Luo Tingzhu—

Scientific and technical personnel from affiliated institutions applying for the Excellent Young Scientists Fund Project should meet the following conditions:
(1) Abide by the laws and regulations of China and the management regulations of the National Natural Science Foundation of China, possess good scientific ethics, and consciously practice the spirit of scientists in the new era;

（2）申请当年1月1日男性未满38周岁，女性未满40周岁；

(3) Possessing a senior professional technical title or a doctoral degree;
(4) Has experience in undertaking basic research projects or other basic research activities;
(5) Has no formal employment relationship with overseas entities;

(6) Ensure that you spend more than 9 months each year at the host institution during the funding period.

After reading it, Luo Tingzhu said, "The application requirements for Outstanding Young Scientists are so lenient! I thought there would be many restrictions!"

The Excellent Young Scientists Fund is a special type of National Natural Science Foundation of China (NSFC) grant. It is more difficult to apply for than the General Program, and only a very small number of outstanding talents can receive it.

Before one is qualified, no one usually actively searches for the application requirements.

“Tingzhu, is it possible that the most difficult thing is the absence of objective limitations and constraints?” Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

Then he picked up the glass, got a cup of coffee from the automatic coffee machine, took two ice cubes from the refrigerator, and then came back.

Luo Tingzhu doesn't start work until 9 a.m., and her bullet train is at 6:20 a.m., so she arrives in Yishi around 8 a.m.

Fang Ziye only needs five minutes to get to work, so there's no need to rush. He can leave at 8:50.

Fang Ziye wasn't a spineless coward; he felt extremely uncomfortable if he wasn't proactive about going to work.

Luo Tingzhu said, "That's true. Teacher Yuan applied many times, and only got it last year. The price that isn't clearly marked is actually the most expensive."

"Traveling in a car is so boring."

Fang Ziye put down his coffee, then tapped the table before replying, "Taking a car is for getting somewhere, of course it's boring."

"If you're really bored, how about watching a TV series?"

Luo Tingzhu loves watching TV dramas, something Fang Ziye only found out about later. Although Luo Tingzhu was excellent before, she was exceptionally outstanding, spending an average of three hours watching TV dramas every day and even receiving scholarships.

She only reduced the amount of time she spent watching dramas after meeting Fang Ziye.

"Okay, I've downloaded a few episodes."

"Let's go see!"

"Senior brother, you should go there early today to familiarize yourself with the work environment and then give me a brief introduction to what the working hours and atmosphere are like at our 'medical aristocracy'!" Luo Tingzhu said.

Enshi Military Region Sanatorium has actually gone beyond the scope of simple basic medical care, and is even better than private hospitals.

First, there's no need to worry about the source of the disease; second, there's no need to worry about the patient's medical expenses; and third, there's no need to worry about one's own income.

"I only found out after I got there..." Fang Ziye ended his conversation with Luo Tingzhu at this point.

After downing a cup of black coffee at home, Fang Ziye headed out, pondering whether to buy some tea online.

Black coffee doesn't taste good, and it's not as good as bottled coffee drinks.

He rode his electric scooter to the entrance of the sanatorium across the street, asked where he could park, and then leisurely rode inside.

Electric vehicles have dedicated underground parking garages with excellent natural light. The only downside is that there are no elevators, so you have to walk down to the ground.

After taking a picture of his electric vehicle's license plate number and location, Fang Ziye stepped onto the ground and headed towards the 'medical service area'!
The full name of the sanatorium is Medical Rehabilitation Sanatorium, and it was mainly built with the rehabilitation of patients in mind.

Of course, it was originally intended to be built in Yishi, but it was the old Chinese medicine doctor Chen who used his connections to bring it to Enshi.

The doctors' offices in the medical area are very large, covering a hundred square meters, and contain nearly thirty or forty computers.

The office chairs weren't the yellow-lacquered wooden chairs like those in the trauma surgery department of Zhongnan Hospital, but genuine leather sofas.

Inside, a few young-looking people were chatting, each holding a teacup, looking quite relaxed and leisurely.

Fang Ziye only reported for duty yesterday, so he doesn't have his own uniform yet. However, the uniforms here can be obtained by oneself, and name tags are not required.

The floor was covered entirely with wood, and it seems that some kind of incense or similar ritual was performed, giving the entire space a faint, pleasant fragrance.

After Fang Ziye walked in, the group of people saw him, exchanged glances for a moment, and then stood up in turn.

"Is this Professor Fang from the trauma group?" The oldest person among them stood up and greeted him with a smile from afar.

Fang Ziye walked over with a smile: "Hello, guys. I'm Fang Ziye. I just arrived yesterday. I used to work at Zhongnan Hospital."

There are five people on duty, possibly corresponding to the five medical teams here.

The operating model here is not that of a specialized department, but rather a medical team model.

I heard that even the nursing staff are mostly men, so the doctors don't have to worry about the entire transfer of patients from the ward to the operating room!

As Fang Ziye approached, the person who had spoken earlier took the initiative to say, "Hello, Professor Fang. I've heard so much about you. Professor Zheng and Professor Gong have mentioned you many times!"

"I've been looking forward to your visit, and I'm so glad you've finally come."

"Professor Fang, let me introduce you. These are..."

After everyone introduced themselves, Fang Ziye realized that they weren't talking about their original workplaces here, but rather about their working group relationship.

These five people include individuals from ordinary teaching hospitals and military hospitals.

The speaker was Associate Professor Tang Xin, from the neurosurgery medical group. The other speaker, who was slightly older, was Mei Longhu from the spinal surgery department. He was a senior attending physician, 37 years old this year. He was not good at scientific research, so he was still an attending physician and had not been promoted to associate professor.

In addition, there is Associate Chief Physician Han Zhiliang from the Hand Surgery Group, Associate Chief Physician Dai Zhongyin from the Hepatobiliary Surgery Group, and Associate Chief Physician Miao Haoyu from the Trauma Group.

Upon hearing that Miao Haoyu was in the same "professional" line, Fang Ziye instinctively glanced at him a few more times. After moving his chair to sit down, he leaned forward and closed the distance, asking, "Brothers, are you all on duty? How do we work the duty shifts here?"

Miao Haoyu, who was traumatized, said, "The shifts here are similar to those in the hospital, 24 hours a day, but basically it's just lying down and sleeping or playing games together."

"After all, there's no emergency room. It's just for preventing unexpected situations and having someone to contact superiors."

"Except for the senior players, everyone else takes turns on duty. If you're playing pesticides, it'll be a perfect five-player team!"

"The higher-ups have been very thoughtful. Of course, you can ask for leave anytime if something comes up, and the other brothers can cover for you." Miao Haoyu's voice was very casual.

"Moreover, in addition to the surgical team, there are two other medical teams next door: the internal medicine team, the rehabilitation team, and the traditional Chinese medicine team, as well as some colleagues from the laboratory, ultrasound, and imaging departments. It's quite lively at night."

Fang Ziye was surprised upon hearing this.

The shortage of medical resources in China is relative, not absolute.

Here, there is an abundance of plenty!

According to Senior Brother Gu Yi, the daily number of people here is usually around thirty to forty, but the surgical team alone probably has at least twenty people.

That means that about a hundred people are only serving about thirty people at the same time.

Miao Haoyu then added, "Professor Fang, of course you don't need to be on duty. You are a distinguished guest that all the professors here would love to have. We had already discussed this with you before."

"You do not need to participate in the duty shift."

The people here went to great lengths to get Fang Ziye to come.

There was no other way. Some of the elderly people and patients who were transferred from the sanatorium were miraculously cured by Fang Ziye at Zhongnan Hospital. You couldn't deny that Fang Ziye was extremely capable.

If you can't do what others can, you'll have nothing to say.

“Brother Miao, no one has talked to me about the duty shift,” Fang Ziye said.

Different treatment for the same professional title could very likely lead to isolation.

Fang Ziye didn't want to just hang around here.

"Hi!" Han Zhiliang, a hand surgeon, laughed first.

"Professor Fang, to be honest, if you really want to be on duty, I'll cover for you. You just need to teach us a few tricks whenever it's convenient for you."

"Putting everything else aside, seeing some of my former superiors recover and be discharged from your hospital has filled me with immense admiration for you!"

"I also want that kind of technology," Han Zhiliang said very bluntly.

The others remained silent. The on-call duties for hand surgery and trauma surgery were arranged internally within the group. If Han Zhiliang and the others had no objections, it would be meddling in other people's business if they spoke up.

"Our surgical arrangements here..." Fang Ziye continued to ask several people some detailed questions.

As they chatted, other people gradually arrived.

Fang Ziye's senior brother, Gu Yi, put on a white coat as soon as he entered the room, then came over and greeted everyone.

He then said, "Brothers, this is the amazing junior brother of mine that I've told you about before. Maybe you all thought I was just bragging."

"But you'll find out later that I'm actually very cautious and conservative."

"I'm not bragging!" Gu Yi said frankly, like a vendor praising his wares.

Fang Ziye glanced at Gu Yi but didn't say anything.

After meeting Miao Haoyu and others, Fang Ziye discovered that this medical team was very straightforward: if you're good, you're good; if you're not, don't complain.

If you have the ability, go for it; if you don't, either persevere, learn, or stay put.

All the treatment is just beginning.

Whether it works or not, its true nature will naturally be revealed when the surgery begins.

Hearsay is useless here.

To put it bluntly, if a patient can be treated in an outside hospital, why would they come here? They could just get cured in a hospital, why would they have to stay in this sanatorium?

Miao Haoyu said, "Other professors may not be very familiar with Professor Fang, but in our trauma surgery and hand surgery departments, we have definitely seen Professor Fang on WeChat and Moments for a long time recently."

"So, there's no need for you to introduce me any further, Xiao Gu."

"I admit, Xiao Gu, what you said before wasn't just bragging, it was actually quite conservative."

Before Fang Ziye became famous, Gu Yi said that he had a great junior brother, but back then who cared how powerful your junior brother was?
Wow, that's impressive!

Facts speak louder than words.

……

Before long, it was nine o'clock.

Everyone from each group has arrived, but there's no shift handover!

The head of the surgical team was Zheng Dahai. He simply announced to everyone at the same time: "Today, we have a new comrade in our surgical team, Professor Fang, who is also a big shot."

"I've been assigned to the trauma group. I've put your contact information in the group chat. If you need anything in the future, please remember to consult with Professor Fang..."

After Zheng Dahai finished speaking, he was greeted with applause. Then, Zheng Dahai gestured for each group to begin their work.

The five groups separated in an orderly manner, and then each group gathered together!
Since there were no new members in the other groups, they went straight out of the office.

However, due to Fang Ziye's arrival, the trauma group held a simple welcome ceremony for him.

Gong Jiahe, the head of the trauma team, said, "Fang Ziye, Professor Fang, Professor Fang from Zhongnan Hospital, this is the resume of this handsome Professor Fang."

"I don't need to introduce Xiao Fang too much, do I?"

"Oh no, I should say, Team Leader Fang!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye quickly replied, "Professor Gong, you flatter me. You are still the group leader, and I need to learn more from you and become more familiar with the group. I need your guidance."

Fang Ziye is indeed going to become the team leader, but not now, at least after the new year.

Fang Ziye is new here and unfamiliar with everything. How could we really let Fang Ziye become the team leader?
The trauma surgery department has seven members.

Fang Ziye.

Professors Gong Jiahe, Fang Zhikuan, and Yan Huanan.

Associate Chief Physicians Miao Haoyu and Qu Shuyuan, and Resident Physician Gu Yi.

"Everyone, I won't waste any more words. Our trauma group currently has the fewest tasks under its charge, and similarly, we also receive the fewest tasks."

“There are so many in the group, we don’t dare to answer them!” Gong Jiahe said, then explained when he saw Fang Ziye’s confused look.

"Professor Fang, you may not know this, but we operate on a task-based system here!"

“Each of our group leaders has a communication group, and I will add you, Professor Fang, to the group in a moment.”

"This group will send out patient information from time to time. Many hospitals and nursing homes can view the patient's basic information."

“If you feel you can handle it, you can reply to Director Dong of our sanatorium privately, and then Director Dong will arrange the patient’s transfer.”

"In terms of evaluation, it is based on a comprehensive assessment of the workload and completion status of each medical subgroup."

"It's essentially a reservation system," Gong Jiahe said.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye nodded: "Professor Gong, does this arrangement mean that it's better to have fewer patients than to have too many? And those who can't handle the patients might even be punished?"

There are rewards and punishments!
A sanatorium is not a place for you to conduct experiments. If you are not capable enough, I will give it a try first.
Gong Jiahe shook his head: "Professor Fang, that's not the case. In addition to the clinical team, our sanatorium also has a research team. If it is to explore treatment plans for new diseases, after multiple assessments and if the capabilities are sufficient, we can conduct trial treatments for unfamiliar diseases."

"In addition, if a patient has not been treated by any institution for a long time, we can try to take them on if we want to, but we need to have a detailed treatment plan for our colleagues to carefully consider."

There is no mature treatment until there is mature exploration.

If we only stick to the old ways and don't strive for progress, the quality of treatment will never improve.

But the treatment mission continues.

Nobody wants to take on the case, or rather, no patient dares to step forward and let the doctor try. What kind of treatment is that? Everyone might as well just lie down and relax.

“In fact, most of the patients here are treated unconventionally, and it’s hard to find examples of such cases,” Gong Jiahe replied.

This is a bit intriguing.

After listening to Gong Jiahe, Fang Ziye carefully organized and recorded what he had said in his notebook, without rashly expressing his own opinion.

When you first arrive, the first thing you should do is get familiar with the environment, the work mode, and the operation mode, instead of directly criticizing the 'leader'.

Seeing that Fang Ziye did not express his opinion, Fang Zhikuan took the initiative to say, "The grouping of our five subgroups is not particularly fixed. For example, our trauma group can also take patients from spinal surgery and orthopedics."

"We can also accept neurosurgery patients. Except for hepatobiliary surgery patients, we can also accept rehabilitation patients, as long as you are capable!"

"However, our trauma group is in a rather awkward position here. Most of our trauma patients are emergency patients, but emergency patients cannot come to the nursing home."

"Initially, Professor Zheng hoped that Professor Fang would go to the neurosurgery group or the hand surgery group, but Professor Fang insisted on joining our trauma group."

"Dr. Chen didn't say anything more."

Fang Ziye looked at Professor Fang Zhikuan. After Gong Jiahe's introduction, Fang Ziye knew that Professor Gong Jiahe was a professor in the Department of Trauma Surgery at 301 Hospital. He was forty-six or forty-seven years old and not very tall, only 1.6 meters.

He has ordinary facial features, but his hands are calloused and his lips are thick, giving him a rather aloof appearance.

"Professor Fang, Professor Gong, please just call me Ziye or Dr. Fang. I am a junior in your presence, and calling me Professor Fang would be too formal."

"I will continue to learn a lot from the professors in the future."

"It's more convenient to have a name that's easy to pronounce."

"Also, I wonder what the general condition is of the two patients currently under our care in the trauma group?" Fang Ziye asked.

Gu Yi was very familiar with the patient's condition. After glancing at Gong Jiahe for instructions, he said, "Ziye, we currently have two patients in our group. One is a young man around forty years old with a large part of his pelvis missing. He is here for pelvic reconstruction surgery."

"Bone defect reconstruction is a highly skilled procedure that requires the expertise of both Professor Fang and Professor Gong. The surgical plan is currently being prepared in preparation for the procedure."

"The other person is a middle-aged woman in her fifties who has undergone numerous nonunion surgeries. She has been to hospitals of all sizes across the country and has had nearly ten surgeries, but the nonunion has still not been resolved."

"The current surgical plan is still under discussion. If it still cannot be handled well in the end, amputation may be necessary."

"The entire course of the illness lasted seven or eight years." Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's eyes narrowed slightly: "How did you get injured?"

Are you still not retired even though you're over fifty?
"I accidentally stumbled into a mission and got hit by a car. I suffered partial damage to my lower limbs, and while the soft tissue has barely healed, the fractures are still not properly treated!"

"The patient has underlying medical conditions, and we are currently considering persuading the patient to undergo amputation," Gu Yi replied, without revealing any further information.

How she got injured is no longer important; the fact that she was able to get here confirms that her injury was not a simple car accident or violent injury.

"What are the patient's underlying conditions? Diabetes?" Fang Ziye asked.

The soft tissue was barely healing, and the fracture was slow to heal. Fang Ziye felt that apart from diabetes, there was no other disease like this.

Gu Yi nodded: "Yes, my blood sugar is well controlled, but I don't know why, my fractures are hard to heal. Once, I had surgery and it took two years. The bone at the fracture site was absorbed, but there was still no sign of it growing back."

There are many people in the group, but only a limited number of patients under their care. Each person knows their specific situation very well.

After Gu Yi's report, the others didn't say anything more.

Gong Jiahe said, "Actually, I regretted taking this patient over, but fortunately there was no surgery. Currently, the internal medicine staff are conducting a comprehensive examination on her to see if she has any other metabolic diseases, such as rheumatism."

"These underlying medical conditions have been ruled out, and blood sugar levels are now controlled below 7.0 mmol/L after meals and on an empty stomach!"

"The steel plate hasn't been removed yet. The TCM department said that if all else fails, we should try Chinese medicine to regulate the body and see how it goes for a while."

"If all else fails, then amputation."

"It's better to give the patient a quick death than to let the fracture continue," said Miyako Kazuo.

Fang Ziye listened and nodded, then roughly recorded the conditions of the two patients.

"Thank you, Professor Gong. I understand the general situation now."

"Let me go with you on your rounds first, so I can get a closer look at the patients' conditions. This will also help me find my place quickly, write medical records, change dressings, and so on. I can handle all of that."

Fang Ziye didn't dare say that he could help the two patients solve their problems, but since they had come and received the money, he had to do something.

"Changes in dressings and such are the responsibility of the nursing department. Their dressing-changing skills are better than those of most of our clinical doctors."

Gong Jiahe didn't let Fang Ziye say anything: "Let's go, let's go see the patient first."

……

Patients are basically all in their own rooms, and each room has a small garden. The environment is excellent and suitable for recuperation.

Each room is fully equipped with all kinds of equipment, except for the lack of bedside MRI and CT scanners, but it does have an X-ray projector next to the bed!

Gong Jiahe and the others did not put pressure on Fang Ziye, nor did they tell the two patients about Fang Ziye's background and identity. They simply took Fang Ziye on a round of wards according to their usual pace.

Of course, Professor Gong Jiahe was also quite interesting, treating Fang Ziye as a student and giving him the opportunity to examine the two patients up close.

"Not bad. The new Fang has very academic and professional skills in basic skills and physical examination techniques," Gong Jiahe said after Fang Ziye finished examining the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman was very polite, smiling as she said, "Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Fang, and Professor Gong."

She seems to take it all in stride.

After nearly ten years of twists and turns, she had given up hope.

Ten years, not ten days, not ten months, would drive even a saint mad.

Fang Ziye remained silent.

Here, he couldn't just make statements without a clear purpose; he needed to carefully study the medical records and medications of the two patients before he could offer any opinions.

If you don't understand the actual situation and say something wrong, not only will you look bad, but the Gong family and others will also look bad.

Gong Jiahe and others did not put Fang Ziye on the moral cross to be tested, so Fang Ziye certainly could not do anything that would be beneath his dignity.

After finishing his rounds, Gong Jiahe said, "Xiao Fang, you're new here, so you can familiarize yourself with the environment and our patients first. We won't be scheduling any surgeries anytime soon."

"If other medical teams need your help, you can participate as appropriate. Here, everyone's surgical participation record and chief surgeon record will be logged and recorded, and rewards will be given according to merit."

We won't let you down!

Fang Ziye hurriedly said, "Teacher Gong, you're exaggerating. We're all traumatized. I'm here to return to my original profession. There's no question of whether it's a mistake or not."

"Unfortunately, I don't know these two cases very well enough to offer any good ideas."

Upon hearing this, Professor Yan Huanan said, "Dr. Fang, take your time to familiarize yourself with the procedures. There's no need to rush. We don't impose any quotas here; we aim for steady progress."

"Professor Gong, we have a new colleague in our group today. Shall we go out for lunch together? To welcome Comrade Xiao Fang?"

Professor Yan Huanan is the most tactful person. Although he doesn't talk much, when he does speak, it makes people feel very comfortable and he is very considerate of people's feelings.

"That's for sure, I've already booked the place," Gong Jiahe said.

……

After exchanging pleasantries with everyone, Fang Ziye finally followed Gu Yi to get to work.

Gu Yi is on duty today, so Fang Ziye can take this opportunity to learn more about him.

"Senior brother, are you usually in charge of writing all the medical records?" Fang Ziye asked.

Gu Yi immediately said, "Ziye, you're overthinking it. We brothers have already discussed who will be on duty and who will write the medical records."

"There are only two patients. Do you think Brother Yu and Brother Yuan would dare to bully me?"

"And even if you leave everything to me, it will only take half an hour."

"There's no such thing as filing discharge records here; all procedures are automatically archived!"

After Gu Yi finished speaking, he walked to one of the computers and said, "Ziye, you can use your employee ID and password. Your employee ID should be 0235!"

"Someone gave you the password. You can use your employee number to write medical orders and view medical records. You can also view patients from other groups."

"Actually, if you come to our trauma group, Professor Gong and the others will also benefit a lot. The cases in our trauma group are either very few or very complicated and difficult to handle."

"So, if you can bring some functional reconstruction techniques, we will all benefit from it."

Fang Ziye, of course, remembered the employee ID and password. After quickly logging in, he asked, "The work pressure here is so low, isn't it?"

"It's so comfortable for junior doctors like us to lie down if we're willing!"

Fang Ziye felt that being a subordinate here was incredibly carefree.

Admitting patients is something the professors should consider.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yi turned his head and said, "If that's the case, after you've completed fifty surgeries, why don't you consider arranging a job for your parents and making up for the missed social insurance and housing fund contributions?"

"You've completed a hundred surgeries; now you can arrange a promotion and raise for your loved one."

"If you complete two hundred or three hundred surgeries, can you jump up and be promoted to a higher level?"

"Cough! Cough!" Fang Ziye's brow twitched upon hearing this.

"real or fake?"

At this moment, Fang Ziye even understood the meaning of the word "death warrior"!
Arranging jobs for my parents and even making up for their social insurance and housing fund contributions—if my own parents knew this, how happy would they be?

Gu Yi said, "I didn't know before, but now the country is rich. As long as you can make great contributions, you won't lack many things."

"This place is only suitable for rising, not for lying down."

"If you stay in the same place and do nothing, the professor will be replaced every six months."

“For example, Professor Yan only arrived half a year ago, and the previous professor has already returned to his original position.”

How could we possibly let you lie down? If you were lying down, what would you be doing here? This is a path to advancement.

Then, Gu Yi added, "So, Ziye, if you had come sooner, you wouldn't know how many benefits you would be enjoying now!"

"If you stay in Central South University, these benefits might go to someone else."

"If you don't negotiate with others yourself, they might use you as a bargaining chip without you even knowing it."

"You should be grateful to the people who eat you."

How many surgeries did Fang Ziye perform in Enshi?

However, due to differences in information channels and location, Fang Ziye will inevitably lose something and end up benefiting others.

However, people always have to grow up.

Fang Ziye replied, "Senior Brother Gu, have you considered that if I had come earlier, I might not have known how to perform upper limb reconstruction surgery, or I might not have had the opportunity?"

Without the experience gained at Zhongnan Hospital, how could Fang Ziye increase his knowledge points by simply earning a little bit of knowledge here, without the guaranteed income of one or two thousand yuan per day from teaching?

Accumulate power little by little by defeating monsters on your own?
That's a problem.
If performing surgery is like working to earn money, then teaching is like making sound financial management, where you only make money and never lose.

Want to get rich by working?
However, after you've reached a certain stage in your financial management, you still need to earn some more capital. The more you earn, the more you gain, which is the key to a virtuous cycle!
Gu Yi did not deny Fang Ziye's idea, saying, "Ziye, but there is one thing you have an innate advantage in."

"Damn it, you don't need to rely on others to bring in a lot of patients and perform many surgical procedures that others can't."

"For other professors, the number of surgeries is accumulated over time; you can treat it as a daily routine."

"There are so many patients who need functional reconstruction surgery, you can still try to get one. What's three hundred machines?"

After Gu Yi finished speaking, he moved closer to Fang Ziye, smiling ingratiatingly.

"I'll eat some meat and drink some soup with you. The chicken legs and breasts are all yours. I'll just gnaw on the bones. You don't mind, do you?"

"If I don't eat it, someone else will!"

Fang Ziye said, "Senior brother, you're exaggerating."

"Thank you for playing as my striker, but it's not as easy as you make it sound."

"The situation in our trauma group is not optimistic. Moreover, if I want to perform surgery to pick up patients, I need to establish a firm foothold first."

"Let's put the functional reconstruction surgery aside for now. Let's take a good look at these two cases together; who knows, we might be able to do something about it." Fang Ziye doesn't speculate on the future; he only looks at the present.

Although the two patients he saw today were extremely complicated, he wasn't entirely without a solution.

Even the most complex procedures, such as hemipelvic reconstruction and malignant nonunion, are not as complex as functional reconstruction and the development of destructive surgery.

Bone reconstruction and nonunion are both well-established surgical procedures; the only difference is the level of difficulty.

It's like everyone has some money, it's just a difference between a hundred and a million, but at least you can buy something and not starve to death without a penny!
Based on this, Fang Ziye felt that since he was already here, he should first establish a firm foothold.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yi did not try to dissuade him, but simply said, "Ziye, if you can cure these two patients, I dare not say anything else."

"Those three professors will absolutely obey you!"

"Furthermore, I must tell you that among these three professors, Professor Fang has the best technical skills, but he is cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and is taciturn, so he is not suitable for leading a group."

"Professor Gong is alright. He's quite straightforward and prefers to do things directly without beating around the bush."

"Professor Yan is too shrewd. He came here as an associate professor, seeking a promotion. As for his technical skills..." Gu Yi didn't elaborate.

Yan Huanan's skills are not bad; he is definitely among the best of associate chief physicians and associate professors. He also has some connections at home, which is how he got this kind of promotion. He's just here to gain seniority.

You can't say he's incompetent; he's not much worse than the average professor. There are so many professors in affiliated hospitals of second-tier universities across the country, why can't there be another Yan Huanan?
However, compared to the professors at top hospitals, his accumulated experience is still somewhat lacking.

"Techniques can be learned. The fact that Professor Yan wanted to come here and dared to come here proves that he has a desire to improve and learn."

“As long as someone loves learning, I respect them greatly,” Fang Ziye said, pursing his lips, interpreting Gu Yi’s words from another perspective.

Is it wrong to love learning?

Right?
Is it wrong to strive for progress?

That’s right.

Being willing to take risks and put pressure on yourself in a place like a sanatorium takes courage in itself!
His ability to reach the finish line proves he has a good foundation.

We can't just kill someone because of one aspect.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yi remained silent for a long time before saying, "Ziye, you are no longer the Ziye I knew."

"Your vision, your level of understanding, and your perspective on issues have far surpassed those of your senior."

Gu Yi has also grown and improved.

He realized that his perspective on the issue was that of someone in a lower position looking upwards, and that he was driven by jealousy and personal emotions.

Fang Ziye is different. He has a more objective and insightful perspective on issues, and he can see a person from a more comprehensive viewpoint.

Gu Yi saw others as just trying to get by, while Fang Ziye saw his ambition and courage—the difference in perspective was completely different.

This shift in thinking is also determined by the fact that the two people are in different positions.

"Senior, stop flattering me. You might need to help me look up some literature."

"I can't handle all this by myself. You're my senior, so I won't stand on ceremony, okay?"

"Oh, by the way, is downloading documents here free?" Fang Ziye asked.

Gu Yi joked, "It's okay even if it costs money."

"It's reimbursable!"

Researchers need to download and read a lot of literature, and universities are willing to pay for the literature reading for research purposes. There is no reason for you to bear this burden personally.

At 10:00 AM sharp, Fang Ziye told Gu Yi the direction of the literature he wanted to search for and then left, while Gu Yi still had to be on duty.

Around 11:30, Fang Ziye received a call from the Gong family and Professor Gong, who naturally wanted to take Fang Ziye out for dinner!
Besides the trauma surgeons, there were also hand surgeons and neurosurgeons who went to dinner together, making a total of about twenty people!

The number of people was not small, and Fang Ziye had managed to get to know most of the people in the surgical team.

No alcohol is consumed. On weekdays here, alcohol is strictly prohibited to avoid any unexpected situations.

However, Zheng Dahai said, "Xiao Fang, come to my house this weekend, keep us old folks company, have a few drinks, it's quite pleasant to drink at home!"

“Okay, Professor Zheng, I will definitely come to visit you then.” Fang Ziye agreed.

Another car has arrived at the villa area!

Fang Ziye discovered that his electric scooter was being ridden back to his 'parking lot' by someone else!
Absolutely amazing, this is definitely a luxury medical district. The work environment, basic benefits, and humanitarianism are simply fantastic!

"Thanks, bro."

"I don't smoke, here you go." Fang Ziye stepped forward and handed the Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes that Zheng Dahai had given him earlier.

"Professor Fang, you're too kind," the young man repeatedly declined.

“I don’t smoke, so it’s a waste for me to keep this.”

"Please take it," Fang Ziye said.
After handing the cigarette to the other person, he left. Fang Ziye also walked into his house with his hands behind his back and began to look up documents.

Two tough bones to crack, of course they're not easy to gnaw on, but if you don't try, you'll never get anything good to eat.

Fang Ziye doesn't need to rush; he can take his time.

Premium healthcare should look like premium healthcare!
"I'll treat myself to another cup of coffee." Fang Ziye looked at the documents for a while, then got up and walked towards the coffee machine.

Luo Tingzhu then sent another message: "Senior brother, I've been home for a long time now and have been packing my things."

"I'm looking up some literature, can we do a video call?" Fang Ziye asked.

“Sure? I need to look up some literature too…” After Luo Tingzhu sent the video, she was wearing pajamas, yawning, and secretly taking out a black duck foot.

(End of this chapter)