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Chapter 560 Rank Doesn't Hide the Oddity (Please Subscribe)

Fang Ziye's talk of mutual learning was just a formality; everyone knew perfectly well that once Fang Ziye entered the animal laboratory, it was a one-sided teaching process.

Many people instinctively have a heartfelt expectation or resistance to the phrase "young and promising," especially in the medical field, because some predecessors have made "great achievements"!
Many people are filled with fear when it comes to young people performing complex and advanced surgeries.

However, facts speak louder than words!

There is no such thing as a person with a great reputation. When Fang Ziye first arrived, everyone still maintained a superficial respect for him, assuming that he was quite capable and waiting to see how things would develop.

They didn't immediately raise their inner doubts.

After Fang Ziye performed the first functional reconstruction surgery, this type of surgery, which is now very popular in the hand surgery community in Hubei Province, has gained everyone's trust and recognition!

In the surgical field, technology reigns supreme.

Others are not worried about your youth, but rather that you've been misrepresented as a promising young person and have taken the wrong path.

Du Donglin immediately replied, "Professor Fang, when can we begin?"

Du Donglin was previously the head of the hand surgery group, and he worked in a sanatorium. It's possible that people like Dr. Chen and Zheng Dahai, the head of the surgery group, put some pressure on Du Donglin.

Du Donglin had also studied it, but functional reconstruction techniques are easy to learn but difficult to master.

Functional reconstruction surgery was not developed independently by Fang Ziye; it already existed and has been successively implemented in the hand surgery departments of Jishuitan Hospital, Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Kyoto People's Hospital, and Huashan Hospital.

However, Fang Ziye has achieved the culmination of all these skills, at least for now.

The functional reconstruction surgery performed by Du Donglin's team cannot be called a failure, but it was rather unremarkable, so this type of surgery has been temporarily shelved.

"Let's schedule it for the weekend first. I work in both trauma surgery and hand surgery, and I'm quite busy during the week. I'm performing surgeries during the day and working on them at night. I hope you can all understand," Fang Ziye said politely.

These people are neither his juniors nor his students. He should be polite to them as much as he would to his own teachers.

"Professor Du, I'll have to trouble you to prepare more models in advance!" Fang Ziye said.

Professor Ye Fusheng nodded and said, "Professor Fang, that's no problem. Whether we order it or make it ourselves in the lab, there's plenty of time, and the supply will be more than enough."

The hand surgery subgroup consists of three professors.

Du Donglin, Ye Fusheng, Yao Zhanzhong.

Professor Ye Fusheng is of medium height, bald, and broad-shouldered. However, according to Professor Gong Jiahe, Professor Ye is extremely meticulous and is the head of the hand surgery subgroup.

His fingers were short. He touched his chin and asked, "Professor Fang, is it convenient for me to make a request?"

"A few months ago, I heard that you, Professor Fang, had given many lectures at Zhongnan Hospital. We were wondering if you could give us a talk about those lectures during your free time in the evening or afternoon?"

"Due to the special nature of our work, we were unable to attend your lecture at the time. Although we received the materials you shared, we still felt that we lacked guidance."

"Of course, the specific time will depend on whether it is convenient for you, Professor Fang." Ye Fusheng smiled so much that his double chin was showing, his face full of kindness.

Professor Ye Fusheng had just been promoted to professor not long ago, and he had just been promoted before I came here!
He was in the hand surgery department of West China Hospital. There was fierce competition at West China Hospital, and even senior doctors were not allowed to lead teams. In order to accumulate experience, he applied to work at the Enshi Sanatorium.

"Sure, Professor Ye, but I might be lazy and just use the previous slides."

"Mainly right now, there are a lot of things to do. One of my students is a graduate student who was recommended for admission, and he will come over after the holiday. Another doctoral student will also come over after his doctoral exam..." Fang Ziye explained briefly.

It wasn't that Fang Ziye was being arrogant or putting on airs; rather, he had too many things to do and had to carefully manage his time, so he didn't dare to take on too much.

Fang Ziye increasingly felt that the further he went, the less time he had, and the heavier his burden became.

Fang Ziye didn't want to give up, but he also wanted to do something for himself, so he had to make a choice!
"It's alright, Professor Fang, it just depends on whether it's convenient for you."

"In addition, if Professor Fang needs to give an impromptu demonstration during the lecture, just let Professor Yao know in advance. Professor Yao has a high level of expertise in animal experimental models."

“He can find any materials you need.” Ye Fusheng glanced at Professor Yao Zhanzhong, signaling him to speak up as well.

Professor Yao Zhanzhong nodded, put his hands together over his chest, and said with an air of grandeur, "Professor Fang, let's exchange contact information later. Just let me know in advance."

Among the professors, Professor Yao Zhanzhong is the most handsome; although he is over forty years old, he looks like he is only in his early thirties.

He has a great physique, delicate features, and doesn't look old. His overall demeanor is gentle and refined, making him seem like a breath of fresh air. One can imagine that he had the potential to be a "scumbag" when he was young, and even now.

Of course, one cannot judge a person solely by their appearance, so Fang Ziye replied, "Then I'll trouble you, Professor Yao."

Du Donglin continued, "Professor Fang, if you're going to give a demonstration or lecture, remember to tell Team Leader Zheng that there's a teaching subsidy for teaching at the sanatorium!"

At the professor level, it's incredibly difficult to learn something.

Even if you are eager to go out and study, others will not readily offer you advice due to your status and position.

I'm afraid of not teaching well, and I'm also afraid that something might go wrong during the teaching process, and you'll find fault with it.

The older you get, the fewer people will be your teachers, the more time you need to learn on your own, and the more cautious you will be about who will become your teachers!
"That's great, you can communicate and earn some money at the same time, it's quite a good deal," Fang Ziye joked.

The team then discussed the surgical layout and concluded the discussion.

After leaving Du Donglin's house, Fang Ziye still called Liao Jia: "Brother Liao, are you really staying out tonight?"

As soon as Fang Ziye finished speaking, he heard Liao Jia's voice yelling from the other end: "I'm in a bar, I can't hear you, let's talk tomorrow!"

The rhythmic heavy metal background music is also jarring.

"Brother Liao, then please be careful." Fang Ziye didn't know what else to say.

After Liao Jia hung up the phone, Fang Ziye still sent a message to Nie Mingxian, telling him about what Liao Jia had done at the bar.

Liao Jia is not Fang Ziye's friend, but he is Nie Mingxian's friend.

If we get carried away and ask him and Nie Mingxian to bail people out, it won't be fun anymore.

Nie Mingxian didn't reply to the message, and Fang Ziye ignored it.

The next day, Fang Ziye once again saw Luo Tingzhu off at the train station. As always, Luo Tingzhu kept turning back to look at him, appearing extremely reluctant to part.

However, she also has her own things to do, and Fang Ziye also has his own work at the sanatorium!
After driving back, Fang Ziye went to the gym first and practiced some exercises he found online.

The older brother who had trained with Gu Yi before said after seeing it, "Professor Fang, what you're doing is all show and no substance; it's unlikely to be effective in the short term!"

“It’s okay, bro! The main purpose of fitness is to exercise. I suggest you change your training routine. Your current training movements are very likely to injure your ligaments and cause chronic damage,” Fang Ziye advised.

"Professor Fang, I can't possibly win an argument with you!"

"I just prefer them a bit harder," he said with a smile, continuing to insist on his point.

Fang Ziye could only offer advice from a professional perspective; the choice was ultimately the other party's prerogative.

Gu Yi modified his workout methods, and the dozen or so tough guys in the gym started practicing on their own, some lifting weights, some jogging, some doing pull-ups...

On January 3, the last day of the holiday, Fang Ziye had no plans. After dinner, he would just go back and organize his notebooks one last time.

However, at 6:20 p.m., before Fang Ziye had even left the gym, he received a call from Professor Zheng Dahai.

Fang Ziye's phone wasn't on silent, so he finished his plank exercise, got off the soft mat, and said with a smile, "Professor Zheng!"

"Professor Fang, there's a rather special situation here. Could you come back for a moment? It's related to personnel matters in your trauma surgery team."

Zheng Dahai spoke very cryptically.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's gaze sharpened. He glanced at his senior brother Gu Yi, who was doing sit-ups. Gu Yi was so engrossed in his workout that he didn't even notice Fang Ziye watching him.

In matters related to personnel matters within the trauma surgery department, Gu Yi is the most likely candidate to be ousted.

Zheng Dahai even called him, so it's likely that things are already being arranged.

If Gu Yi is eliminated in advance, the compensation will definitely be sufficient.

I might just ask for my opinion.

“Okay! I’ll be right there,” Fang Ziye replied.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye called out, "Senior brother, I'm going back first. You go back and take a shower after you're done here. We'll go out to eat together later."

"Okay~~~" Gu Yi was exhausted from doing sit-ups, his body trembled slightly, and he replied weakly.

Fang Ziye packed his backpack, put on his coat, and went outside.

The gym is quite warm, and I sweated a lot, but it's very cold outside. The contrast between the hot and cold temperatures can easily make you catch a cold. Even though I'm in good health, I still need to be careful.

Riding his electric scooter against the wind, Fang Ziye put on a helmet and the scarf Luo Tingzhu had given him, and then put on the windproof gloves Luo Tingzhu had just bought for him. He felt there was nowhere to get through the wind.

The streetlights were bright, the road was straight, and the distance wasn't far. Fang Ziye returned home in just four minutes.

Taking a shower and changing clothes is a sign of respect for the person you are visiting. Fang Ziye shouldn't be sweating profusely, wearing tight-fitting sports pants and a down jacket when he visits someone.

After quickly washing up, Fang Ziye sent a message to Luo Tingzhu explaining that he would be back later than usual. Then, he rode his electric scooter to Professor Zheng Dahai's villa again and rang the doorbell.

After Zheng Dahai opened the door, he led Fang Ziye in and said, "Professor Fang, another very senior professor has come to the sanatorium. He is from the trauma surgery group."

"The other party is very sincere in coming to the sanatorium to join the trauma surgery group."

"But there is one condition: he must serve as the team leader."

"Professor Gong and Professor Fang are unsure how to express their opinions, so they are asking for your opinion, Professor Fang."

In the sanatorium, there is no upper limit on the number of people in each group in principle. As long as the skills are sufficient and people are willing to come, the more the better.

Fang Ziye didn't quite understand before, but after the old Chinese medicine doctor Chen explained the true nature of this place to Gu Yi, Fang Ziye understood it a little better.

We prioritize talent, promote all-round development, integrate professional research, specialize in standardized treatment of difficult and complex diseases, and strive to catch up with the world's first-class medical standards.

"What's this professor's name?" Fang Ziye has many professors in his contact list, and he might even recognize this one.

"Professor Lin Peng is the former director of the Department of Trauma Surgery at the China-Japan Friendship Hospital, the current director of the Multiple Injury Center, and a member of the Orthopedics Branch of the Chinese Medical Association."

"Professors Fang Zhikuan and Gong Jiahe both had a good opinion of his professional abilities."

Fang Ziye knew this person mainly because his hospital was quite conspicuous.

Of course, Fang Ziye was more familiar with the standing committee members and ordinary committee members of the Chinese Medical Association, but he didn't know much about them.

Seeing that Fang Ziye remained silent, Zheng Dahai continued, "I have investigated this Professor Lin. He is responsible for clinical teaching at Kyoto University School of Medicine, Capital Medical University, Kyoto University of Chinese Medicine, and Kyoto Union Medical College."

"They are very capable, and they are exactly the kind of talent our sanatorium needs!"

Fang Ziye nodded and said, "Yes, Professor Lin's experience and resume are more extensive than mine. If he is willing to lead the trauma surgery subgroup, I don't mind going to the hand surgery department."

The group leaders in the sanatorium are not static. After Fang Ziye arrived, he replaced Gong Jiahe as the group leader. Similarly, others can replace Fang Ziye.

Once inside the villa, there were five people sitting in the living room and on the sofa!
Professor Du Donglin of Hand Surgery, Gong Jiahe and Fang Zhikuan of Trauma Surgery, Professor Yan Huanan, and also the old Chinese medicine doctor Chen Song!
Fang Ziye was relatively unfamiliar with Professor Lin Peng, who had a standard square face, a side-parted hairstyle, a short double chin, and large ears, and looked very auspicious.

Upon seeing Fang Ziye enter, Professor Lin Peng stood up first with great enthusiasm: "Professor Fang, it's an honor to meet you again. I visited you in Han City three months ago, but unfortunately we didn't have the chance to meet privately!"

“Lin Peng. We are good friends.” Professor Lin Peng was in his fifties, but looked only in his forties. He was polite, generous and open.

Fang Ziye reached out his hand: "Professor Lin, there were many teachers who came before, so we may not have been able to entertain you properly. Please forgive us."

"I also feel quite regretful that I haven't had the opportunity to consult with you, Professor Lin!"

"Dean Chen, Professor Gong, Professor Fang..." Fang Ziye called out to each person in turn.

Chen Song smiled and said, "So Professor Fang and Professor Lin know each other? That makes things easier."

Zheng Dahai personally brought Fang Ziye another cup of tea, steaming hot: "Professor Fang, it's cold, just have something to eat."

"This time, Dean Chen and I came mainly to discuss some issues with Professor Fang and several professors from the trauma surgery group."

"Professor Lin Peng is also a leading expert in your trauma surgery department. This time, we are fortunate to have accepted the invitation from our sanatorium to come and undertake teaching and clinical tasks. This is a blessing for our sanatorium."

After Zheng Dahai sat down, everyone else also took their seats. Zheng Dahai then explained to Lin Peng, "Professor Lin, this is Professor Fang, whom I mentioned to you. He is also the current head of the trauma surgery team."

"Although Dean Chen said that Professor Lin, as the incoming team leader, you should first spend a month getting familiar with the basic situation of the sanatorium before you can hand over the work."

"Professor Fang is also an excellent trauma surgeon, as you've probably heard of him!" Zheng Dahai introduced the two men without any bias.

Lin Peng nodded: "Professor Fang's name is legendary in our trauma surgery department!" "Most of the year, we've been bombarded with Professor Fang's name. Even now, many hospitals are still embracing the study of limb-sparing surgery for traumatic injuries, all thanks to Professor Fang's research and development."

"I would be very happy to work with Professor Fang and Professor Gong in the future, and we would also achieve a lot through our collaboration."

"Professor Fang, what do you think?" Lin Peng asked preemptively.

He immediately took a high position, establishing a dominant position and occupying the center, implying that Fang Ziye should follow him!
"It would be a great honor to be able to learn from Professor Lin."

"But Professor Lin, your arrival is just in time. Team Leader Zheng and Director Chen of the sanatorium were just about to send me to the hand surgery department when you arrived."

"That puts my mind at ease. I can also get more things done," Fang Ziye said with a smile, using a feigned retreat as a tactic to advance.

Lin Peng's enthusiasm was a bit excessive, which made Fang Ziye feel very uncomfortable.

Isn't this just an attempt to take advantage?
What does it mean to work together?
Du Donglin was taken aback upon hearing this, as if a fairy peach had suddenly fallen from the sky. Being the shrewd old man he was, he immediately understood: "Dean Chen, yes, yes, Professor Fang is right."

"You mentioned before that Professor Fang's hand surgery skills are also very high. Our hand surgery group is just missing someone like him to lead the group."

"After all, we're all working together. If we try to handle too many things at once, we'll end up doing nothing and it'll just be exhausting!" Du Donglin immediately turned on them.

Upon hearing this, Lin Peng's gaze darkened slightly, and he immediately laughed: "Professor Fang, what are you saying? If you didn't know better, it would sound like I was the one kicking you out."

"That's unacceptable."

"In future work, we can also prioritize your opinions," Lin Peng quickly backed down.

"Professor Fang, your abilities and qualifications are impeccable. I happen to have some ideas as well. How about we collaborate?" Lin Peng said, wielding the stick while also offering a sweet treat.

Fang Ziye had been able to collaborate with other professors before, so there was no reason not to collaborate with him. He treated everyone with courtesy throughout!

Upon hearing this, Gong Jiahe said, "Dean Chen, Professor Du's suggestion is inappropriate. Professor Fang is a specialist in trauma surgery; hand surgery is just a sideline for him."

"Professor Fang has been in our trauma surgery group since he entered the sanatorium!"

“Being assigned to the hand surgery department is inappropriate.” Gong Jiahe didn’t say that Lin Peng shouldn’t have come; he couldn’t say that.

Du Donglin hurriedly said, "But the situation has changed."

"Professor Gong, as you know, the work here is very tiring and mentally taxing."

Chen Song glanced at Fang Ziye, then at Lin Peng, and immediately understood. He said rather bluntly, "Professor Fang, Professor Lin is a big name in your trauma surgery department, as you must know."

"When you work together, you should brainstorm ideas."

“Our sanatorium operates on an intra-group cooperation model.”

Lin Peng smiled and said, "Right? Dean Chen, you think so too!"

"Professor Fang, you can just say what's on your mind!"

You can't hit someone who's smiling. Lin Peng knew how to gauge the situation well, and similarly, he also made it clear that he was going to take over the team leader position.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye asked, "I wonder what Professor Lin's thoughts are. I need to weigh them and see if they interfere with what I'm doing."

"To avoid delaying your progress, Professor Lin!"

Fang Ziye is already an associate senior professional; he's not someone to be trifled with. If someone makes a move, they will be dealt with immediately.

No one is asking anything of the other.

Upon hearing this, Lin Peng smiled and said, "Professor Fang, are you testing me?"

"However, I do have some ideas, mainly based on complex pelvic fractures, complex pelvic infections, and reconstruction of the defect area!"

"Then, based on this, let's see if we can make progress on the functional reconstruction of urine and feces attached to the pelvis. This is largely consistent with the direction of the functional reconstruction and limb preservation surgery that you have carried out before, Professor Fang."

“I have conducted similar research before.” Lin Peng came prepared.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye felt a chill run down his spine.

Feeling more at ease, I realized my mind was still too narrow, so I asked again, "Professor Lin, what are your thoughts on the reconstruction of these two physiological functions?"

"I'd like to ask you something."

Lin Peng said, "Scientific research is not something that can be accomplished overnight. The violent damage caused by pelvic defects will more or less affect the function of urination and defecation, including but not limited to defects in anatomical structure or defects in nerve function."

“We start with pelvic reconstruction, then reconstruct the tissue defects in the urinary and fecal areas, and then study the recovery of nerve function.”

"If we take this as a starting point, and there are bowel and bladder dysfunctions caused by thoracic or lumbar spine injuries, we can also make some progress."

Fang Ziye was dumbfounded when he heard this!

You're talking to me about metaphysical directional studies, but we're not discussing any substantive content?
“Uh…” Fang Ziye sighed softly.

"Professor Lin, is this all the directional expansion? Do you have any more specific ideas or approaches?"

When it comes to direction, I can find a junior brother named Jie Han who can blow your mind eight hundred times over!
Upon hearing this, Lin Peng's forehead was slightly sweaty: "Professor Fang, aren't the specific ideas and approaches discussed gradually as the research progresses?"

Fang Ziye then asked, “In the Northern Ocean there is a fish, its name is Kun. Kun is so large that no one knows how many thousands of miles it is; it transforms into a bird, its name is Peng. The back of Peng is so large that no one knows how many thousands of miles it is; when it is angry and flies, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky.”

"Professor Lin, have you ever seen this kind of fish?"

Fishing with an empty hook and a tethered line!

Are you playing word games with me here?
Who does scientific research like you?

"Professor Fang, this is naturally just a legend. Who has actually seen such a fish?"

"Professor Fang, if you really don't want to work with me, just say so directly. Why be so sarcastic? I'm just talking about cooperation, not begging you!" Lin Peng said, somewhat annoyed.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye laughed: "Professor Lin, you misunderstand. I didn't mean to say I didn't want to work with you!"

"If Dean Chen approves, I am willing to follow in Professor Lin's footsteps. Of course, it doesn't matter if my team is one more or one less than Professor Lin's."

“Our sanatorium operates on a cooperative basis, not as a superior-subordinate relationship with outsiders, so there is no such thing as assigning tasks to us.”

"I need to explain this to Professor Lin beforehand."

"Right? Dean Chen?" Fang Ziye asked Chen Song for his opinion.

If Professor Lin Peng truly has some ideas and concrete measures, and has conducted preliminary research, then collaborating with him is perfectly acceptable.

You're trying to fish with an empty hook? Do you think I'd fall for that?
Upon hearing this, Chen Song nodded: "Professor Lin, that's indeed the case. Whether it's the clinical team or the research team in the sanatorium, they all emphasize cooperation."

"No one should force another person to do anything, so as to maximize freedom, the extensibility and openness of thought."

"For example, if Professor Lin wants to be the head of the trauma surgery group, we will give it full consideration. If Professor Fang also wants to be the head of the group, we will give it full consideration and respect it."

"Currently, Professor Fang is still the head of the trauma surgery group, and you will be in charge for one month!"

"Do you think it's okay?"

"As for the arrangements afterward, you will collaborate in clinical practice, but each of you will conduct separate research. This is a matter of mutual respect," Chen Song stated definitively.

Clearly, he recognized Lin Peng's clinical abilities and was willing to let him lead the team.

The others were given a warning.

"Dean Chen, the concept of reasonable resource allocation you told me before is quite different from what you're saying now. I haven't even arrived yet, and you've already pulled my team away!"

"Then how am I supposed to get started?" Lin Peng bluntly revealed his true intentions.

The meaning is obvious: if I come, you're definitely going to provide me with a team, otherwise, am I supposed to go it alone? Are you kidding me?
"This is the system in the sanatorium. I set it up, so I have to be responsible for it to the end."

"Whether Professor Lin can persuade other team members to participate in your clinical or basic research projects depends entirely on himself."

"In terms of clinical treatment, we will naturally follow Professor Lin's opinion," Chen Song replied.

Fang Ziye can assist you in performing surgeries in clinical settings, but as for resource allocation, forget about it!
Upon hearing this, Lin Peng's expression darkened slightly, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he gave Fang Ziye a meaningful look: "Professor Fang, you don't show any mercy or give me any face at all?"

"You're already giving me a hard time before I even arrive?"

Fang Ziye straightened up, took a deep breath, and said, "Professor Lin, if I were a few years younger, I might have softened if you spoke to me like that."

"But for adults, face, on the surface, is about mutual respect and politeness. When it comes to real conflict, face is not something given by others."

"I earned it myself!"

"Professor Lin, you can soar like a roc, while I can remain a bird perched atop a tree. I will not envy your soaring flight, nor will I regret my choice of a height of three meters!"

Even a dog would despise someone who's just a tool!

How could you possibly think I'd work for you?

I'm already an associate professor, so at worst I can just pack up and leave!
"Professor Fang seems to have plenty of confidence!"

"Indeed, they look down on an old man like me, Dean Chen. Then there's no need to talk anymore."

"My involvement would only disrupt the unity within the sanatorium, so I'd better not bother you!"

"Goodbye! Sorry." Lin Peng said, turning to leave.

Zheng Dahai, Gong Jiahe, Fang Zhikuan, and others stood up upon hearing this. Gong Jiahe was the first to step forward: "Professor Lin, there's no rush. Rest for one night before you leave."

"Otherwise, since we've traveled so far, let's go out for a meal together, so we can have a chance to show our hospitality..."

Lin Pengren is a bit silly!
Professor Miyake's words were tantamount to direct expulsion.

He had thought that if he threw a tantrum, he might be persuaded to stay, but to his surprise, Gong Jiahe simply saw him off.

There was no other reason. Lin Peng was just a few years older than Gong Jiahe. They were both members of the Chinese Trauma Surgery Association. Gong Jiahe was from the General Hospital of the Army in Kyoto. There was absolutely no need for him to give Lin Peng any polite face!

Now that things had come to this point, it was impossible for Lin Peng to stay any longer.

Chen and Song did not express their opinions!
Lin Peng walked out of the villa with a gloomy face.

Zheng Dahai and the other professors saw them off politely, after all, they were guests!
Only Fang Ziye and Chen Song remained in the room.

After everyone left, Chen Song's tone became somewhat indifferent: "Xiao Fang, being young and ambitious, always thinking about being the best, is not a good thing!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye calmly replied, "Dean Chen, I initially intended to collaborate with Professor Lin, but he only mentioned the direction without specifying any concrete implementation measures."

"Like a rootless duckweed! Empty talk."

"There's no question of cooperation. I believe Dean Chen wouldn't be happy to see anyone trying to reap the benefits."

"If Professor Lin has indeed outlined some specific steps, I'll accept it!"

"For diseases with unknown progression, we can't rely on imagination; we have to proceed step by step, one at a time." Fang Ziye didn't mince words or try to be modest; instead, he bluntly revealed the truth to Chen Song.

The other party doesn't understand clinical research.

This is Fang Ziye's understanding of him. It may have flaws, but adult interactions often only last for such a short time!
Even if Fang Ziye admits his mistakes, thinks wrong, or makes the wrong choice, he will accept whatever comes his way from now on!

"Professor Fang, are you confident?" Chen Song's tone remained cold.

From his perspective, Fang Ziye and Lin Peng were of the same status, the only difference being that Fang Ziye was younger and had slightly better qualifications!
Fang Ziye shook his head: "Anyone who claims to have absolute confidence in their research is just standing outside the door!"

"Anyone who has done research knows that you only know by doing it!"

"I've done it, but I wouldn't dare say I'm sure!" Fang Ziye's tone was very steady.

"Dean Chen, it's getting late. You should get some rest too. I have surgery tomorrow."

Even if today's choice makes you unhappy, I don't regret it.

"I am also an adult, and I am willing to take responsibility for my choices, no matter the outcome," Fang Ziye said firmly.

There were no guarantees, no grand pronouncements, and no pledges; it was simply an ordinary choice made.

(End of this chapter)