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Chapter 566 Double the Joy (Please Subscribe)

"Professor Fang, thank you. I feel like I'm walking very smoothly now."

"I've almost forgotten how long it's been since I've walked so freely and normally." During the morning patrol, an uncle whose age was hard to discern held Fang Ziye's hand and sincerely thanked him.

Walking is a skill that every normal human being can learn later in life; those who are born with a disability may not fully appreciate it.

Going from good to bad is harder than going from luxury to frugality.

"Take good care of yourself and gradually work on your muscle strength and gait according to the rehabilitation plan we have prepared for you."

"Based on your current check-up results, there should still be room for further improvement. I'm not worried about you not practicing, but I'm worried that you'll be too hasty and practice too intensely. We should proceed step by step."

"It's best to complete each step of the rehabilitation process thoroughly, rather than rushing to the next step." Fang Ziye held the 'uncle's' hands in both hands, gave the instructions, and then removed his hands.

Currently, Fang Ziye is not sure whether these two patients are the same ones who had a previous altercation with Hu Hai; they seem to be, but they don't seem to be!

Anyway, Fang Ziye agreed that as long as the sanatorium was willing to admit him, he was willing to have the surgery. As for whether the sanatorium was willing to admit him, that was the sanatorium's problem.

So far, Fang Ziye has not received any notification.

"Professor Fang, don't worry, your word is law. I'll practice for as many days as you tell me to, no more, no less." The 'uncle' raised his fist to assure him.

Dysfunction is not fatal, and it's not so bad to die quickly; what's terrible is living in ignorance.

The "uncle" then said, "Professor Fang, why did you return the fruit I brought you?"

"Receiving some fruit isn't against the rules, is it?"

Speaking of this, Miao Haoyu replied: "Uncle, it's not against the rules, but you sent too much. The people on duty can't finish it all, and it feels wasteful to throw it away."

"Actually, you don't need to send these things, it would be a waste!"

"Professor Fang and the other professors are quite busy. In addition to surgical tasks, treating patients, they also have scientific research tasks and consultation obligations. They don't spend much time in the sanatorium."

When he delivered the fruit, Miao Haoyu was on duty, so he asked the nursing staff on duty to return the fruit and distribute it to patients and their families in other wards.

“This is also a token of my appreciation!” the 'uncle' said.

While he was in the sanatorium, he was unable to give out the money he wanted.

Upon hearing this, Gong Jiahe chuckled and said, "Comrade, your sentiments are one thing, but we can't neglect our other important duties just to accept your gestures."

"Imagine if we suddenly told you on the day we were to have to accept someone else's offer, and postpone or even cancel the surgery, you would definitely think we were bastards."

Gong Jiahe has extremely high emotional intelligence.

Upon hearing this, the other person laughed and nodded, saying, "Yes? You are all great experts and professors, and you all have a lot of important matters to attend to."

He released his hands, leaned on his crutches under his armpits, and shook the cup in front of him: "Then I'll thank you again verbally, thank you all."

“You are all good doctors, and I will not waste your time on these things again.”

He didn't know anything else, but he didn't pay anything when he came here for surgery!

"Then you should rest well. We need to continue our rounds. The other patients are quite complicated, and we need to discuss them thoroughly." Gong Jiahe, as the representative, ended the conversation and then turned to leave with his entourage.

……

After Gong Jiahe and the others left, the 'uncle's' family member, a middle-aged man nearing forty, walked in: "Dad? I didn't expect that you would accidentally cure your old leg ailment."

"At first I thought this was a Putian-affiliated hospital," the middle-aged man said as he helped the elderly man to his bed.

"What are Putian-affiliated hospitals?" the old man asked.

It's not that he doesn't know how to use the internet, but by the time he learned to use it for entertainment, Putian-affiliated hospitals had long become an outdated term and were rarely mentioned online.

"It's that kind of..." the middle-aged man explained in detail.

"What's the trick of this kind of hospital? They can make even someone who graduated from a junior college claim to have studied abroad or become a specially appointed professor at some foreign university to gild their resume."

"Actually, their abilities are nothing compared to those in the teaching hospital; they're not even worthy of carrying shoes."

"Let me show you. For example, at this plastic surgery hospital, the highest degree they have is only a professional master's degree. That's all I know."

"But look at how it's written on their resume! Training experience at a well-known hospital in South Korea, they're only 29 years old and already have over ten years of experience in the field..."

"He started working right after graduating from high school; he's so talented he didn't even need a bachelor's degree!" the middle-aged man explained to his father with great concern.

"Now that I'm telling you this, you can understand my previous concerns, right, Professor Fang?"

"Is it similar to this type of person?"

The old man said, "That's just your speculation. Speculation often contradicts the facts."

What do you think now?

“I definitely need to find someone trustworthy and someone reliable. We came from the same class, would he lie to me?” the old man retorted.

The middle-aged man smiled broadly and said, "Professor Fang is very strong. His abilities are in no way inferior to some well-known experts in the country, and he will only become more powerful than these experts in the future."

"It's a pity I couldn't get his contact information. Otherwise, I could have recommended him to someone I know, and I could have built up a lot of connections," the middle-aged man sighed.

"It's best to avoid doing things like 'doing medicine without knocking on doors'."

"I can help if the opportunity arises, but it's not the right time, so it's best if you don't interfere."

“Professor Fang will never lack patients.” The old man saw through his son’s meaning at a glance, but did not support him.

Building connections with others as a means of networking is ultimately not something you own and is unreliable.

……

After the rounds, when they returned to the surgical treatment area, Professor Du Donglin and others from the hand surgery department also walked in slowly.

Among the crowd, Professor Lin Peng's face was slightly pale.

After entering the office, Lin Peng gritted his teeth and whispered to Professor Du Donglin, "Professor Du, could I speak with you privately?"

Du Donglin was about to report to Fang Ziye when he heard this, so he nodded politely: "Of course, Professor Lin?"

"Shall we talk here, or go find a quiet place next door?" Du Donglin's voice wasn't loud.

Although he looked down on Lin Peng, there was no need to offend him to the point of death.

Since the other party has already decided to back down, we should at least save them some face.

Twenty minutes later, Professor Du Donglin returned and immediately joined the case discussion, without reporting the situation to Fang Ziye right away.

Fang Ziye and Gong Jiahe were discussing surgical options for patients with extreme flexion and adduction deformities of the lower limbs, and Gong Jiahe and the others listened attentively.

This type of surgery is actually a combination of hand surgery and trauma surgery, and it would be appropriate to place it in either of the two specialties. Therefore, Du Donglin felt that he benefited a lot from listening to it.

So he temporarily put Lin Peng's matter out of his mind.

Another half hour passed before Fang Ziye finished his discussion: "Professor Gong, Professor Fang, let's settle on this surgical plan for now. We'll schedule the surgery as normal this Thursday."

"If the situation changes, we can talk again later."

"Currently, our trauma group's patient who underwent functional reconstruction surgery can be transferred out for rehabilitation at an elective date. We saw today that his rehabilitation is progressing very well."

Although it was only the fourth day after the surgery, Fang Ziye felt that the quality of the surgery was very reliable, and there was no need to observe for two weeks like after functional reconstruction surgery.

We need to get the patients out of the hospital as soon as possible so we can admit more patients sooner.

A conventional rehabilitation facility occupying an entire courtyard is still too extravagant.

They had also performed many functional reconstruction procedures at the sanatorium. Gong Jiahe and the others knew Fang Ziye's expertise in this field, so they nodded directly without any hesitation: "Okay, then I'll have Director Song from the Logistics Support Department talk to him later."

After Director Liang resigns, Director Song will temporarily take over as the head of the Logistics Support Department. If there are no other unforeseen circumstances, he will naturally be promoted to the position.

"Professor Lin Peng is gone!" Du Donglin said as he and Fang Ziye left the surgical clinic.

Fang Ziye glanced at Du Donglin in surprise, thinking to himself, "What a ruthless person!"

Letting Lin Peng leave so quickly is like slashing a vital artery.
Fang Ziye said expressionlessly, "Professor Lin, do you think you can just come and go as you please at this sanatorium?"

"It's easy to get in, even easier to get out, but hard to stay," Du Donglin said.

"The assessment period here can be short or long, but the assessment content is very strict, and only a very small number of people can stay on as usual."

"When Dean Chen is recruiting, he believes in teaching without discrimination. He is willing to give opportunities to anyone with a little ability, but he is not responsible for explaining whether they can seize the opportunity."

"Therefore, Professor Lin Peng can leave at any time if he wants to, as can many associate chief physicians and junior doctors who help him."

Easy entry, easy exit, strict retention – this is a very 'cruel' competition mechanism.

It's somewhat similar to the recruitment model at Tongji Hospital and Union Hospital in Seoul. At these two hospitals, as long as you have a doctoral degree and some publications, you can get a job.

However, a contract will be signed, and if a certain step is not achieved within N years, the contract will be automatically terminated.

Buy a possibility with money.

If you do well, Tongji Hospital will continue to treat you well. If you don't do well, whether you can find a job or whether it will affect your future is your own choice!

"Professor Du, please see Professor Lin off when the time comes. It's the most basic courtesy to a guest."

“After all, Professor Lin Peng is also part of our orthopedics department,” Fang Ziye suggested.

Lin Peng was a trauma surgeon, but after entering the sanatorium, he went to the hand surgery department. Fang Ziye couldn't easily send him there, and on the surface, the two weren't very familiar with each other.

Fang Ziye wouldn't pretend to have any kind of persona!
"Don't worry, Team Leader Fang, reasonable social interactions are a must."

"If it's easy to leave, then there's a way to send it off." Du Donglin replied bluntly.

"Professor Fang, I heard that your students have also come to Enshi and joined the laboratory. Do you have any other arrangements?"

“If there are no other arrangements, we have some vacancies in our group. Could we borrow some people from our team?” Du Donglin asked in turn.

It was supposed to be a temporary transfer, but it was really just a way to build a good relationship with Fang Ziye!
Du Donglin was worried that Fang Ziye, having just been promoted to associate professor and become a mentor, might not have suitable research topics for his students. He suggested that Fang Ziye's students join his research group first, which would at least allow them to broaden their horizons and gain more experience.

Fang Ziye understood almost instantly: "Thank you, Professor Du. I've already made arrangements for my student. Thank you for your trouble."

Du Donglin exclaimed, "Professor Fang is truly prolific!"

"We've only been in Enshi for a short time, and clinical research projects have already begun. It seems that basic research is also making progress."

"A great reputation is well-deserved; indeed, it lives up to its name."

"I hope we can collaborate more often when we have the time," Du Donglin said, revealing his true feelings.

Huashan Hospital has already taken action, and even senior figures like Professor Tian Lin have personally gone to great lengths for Fang Ziye. Why are you, Du Donglin, still putting on airs?

Get in early, take advantage of the current opportunity!

Of course, unlike Lin Peng, Du Donglin's cooperation was a genuine collaboration, a relationship of mutual support and cooperation where one party provides what the other needs.

“Professor Du, there’s definitely a chance.” Fang Ziye thought about it carefully and felt that Du Donglin’s suggestion was reliable.

He wanted to open a lot of projects, but his team simply couldn't manage them all.

Just like last year, even with so many people on my team participating at the same time, we only managed to carry out two projects.

However, Fang Ziye felt that if the opportunity arose, making slight concessions could allow them to advance more research projects, which would be more beneficial to the development of the discipline.

Now that things have come to this point, Fang Ziye has clarified several points.

First, Professor Duan Hong from Hubei Province is keen to pass on the baton of trauma surgery to me, so I have to align my thinking in that direction.

If you are not in your position, you will not seek your government.

Holding a position without performing its duties is more shameless than murder!
Secondly, with only two clinical research projects launched so far, Fang Ziye has already achieved relative freedom at level 4 skill level!

A skill, from level 1 to level 4, consumes about 600 skill points, while Fang Ziye's daily knowledge points gain is as high as 4,000.

Eight level 4 skills, 240 a month, that's several thousand a year!

Fang Ziye was certainly not satisfied with the skill freedom of level 3 and 4 proficiency. If he could have relatively free skill freedom of level 5 proficiency, that would be the true pinnacle of his life.

Fang Ziye is not someone who seeks fame and fortune, but with an income from his knowledge and objective support, he can develop new treatment plans and solve new diseases with relatively unlimited benefits and profits!
So, if we can conduct one or two dozen clinical research projects in clinical settings, and extend this further, the daily knowledge point gain can reach eight or nine thousand or even ten thousand points. This would allow us to continuously level up our Fang Ziye level 6 skill.

Instead of being as strapped for cash as we are now.

Third, of course, is money and fame.

There's money to be made for research projects, and a lot of it!
Research rewards for publishing articles, various levels of bonuses and honors for making innovations, and the added value behind these bonuses and honors all have the potential to propel Fang Ziye to true financial freedom.

Fang Ziye wasn't greedy; if he could have tens of millions in savings in his lifetime, that would be enough.

Fang Ziye currently has a sum of money, which seems like a lot, even more than most people could earn in a lifetime. However, it's not enough to truly live a comfortable life.

As for more ambitious goals, they all require accumulating them step by step in this way.

...January 9th, Wednesday!

The afternoon before the group decided to perform lower limb deformity surgery, Fang Ziye packed his various equipment and prepared to go to the demonstration room in the sanatorium.

Unexpectedly, I received a call on my phone from former Dean Chen Song.

Fang Ziye was in the courtyard, straddling his electric scooter, when he asked, "Hello, Teacher Chen?"

Chen Song's tone was slightly off, even a little impulsive: "Fang Ziye, I heard that you're conducting research in three directions at the same time?"

"What do you want to do?"

Bit off more than you can chew!
Chen Song's tone was very unpleasant!
In Chen Song's view, research should be done step by step in a down-to-earth manner. Fang Ziye's approach, which involves making a haphazard and disjointed effort, is just a joke with the funding allocated to the sanatorium's laboratory.
Fang Ziye did indeed create multiple pitfalls, but not just three.

There are three in the lab alone: ​​"Professor Chen, these are all projects I've collaborated on with others. I only have one basic project that I'm mainly working on myself."

Fang Ziye managed the miRNA research for osteosarcoma himself, with his students and Gu Yi working on it. Other projects, such as the major project on minimally invasive treatment of bone tumors and the smaller project on animal experimental models, were all collaborations with Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia.

Another aspect, regarding the treatment of bone defects, is the precise data-driven design of individualized prosthetic treatment, which is a collaboration between Lan Tianluo and Chen Guangbai's company.

"I'm asking what you want to do?" Chen Song's tone was no longer bad.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye realized the seriousness of the matter and replied, "Teacher Chen, when I came to the sanatorium, no one told me that I couldn't cooperate with other teams, right?"

"No one has ever said that a person cannot participate in multiple projects at the same time!"

“If that’s the case, I can withdraw from participating in other projects!” Fang Ziye quickly replied.

The sanatorium takes great care of Fang Ziye and values ​​him highly. They have already arranged for him to join a "military medical learning team" and he will be here soon to learn functional reconstruction techniques with Fang Ziye.

Therefore, Fang Ziye's mentoring task was actually quite demanding.

You can make a lot of money.

"Your family usually tackles research projects by the handful, right?" Chen Song's tone wasn't very friendly, even a bit sarcastic.

"Can't you behave yourself and take things one step at a time? Don't take our kindness for granted. Aren't we good enough to you?"

“You’re already an associate professor, there are some things that we shouldn’t have to explain to you in detail. These are matters of principle.”

"Eating what's in your bowl while eyeing what's in the pot, and having your hands on two other people's things at the same time? How can such a thing happen to a professional researcher like you?" Chen Song was genuinely angry, so his words were quite harsh.

Chen Song did not deny Fang Ziye's abilities, but trusted Fang Ziye's clinical skills even more. He appointed Fang Ziye as the group leader and even agreed to merge the groups, allowing the two professors to become the subgroup leaders to support Fang Ziye.

That's about all a master can do.

Fang Ziye took a deep breath and said without any further explanation, "Okay, Dean Chen, I understand."

"I was a bit too much. I'll go and deal with these things right away."

"Handle it? How do you plan to handle it? I have to ask one more question," Chen Song asked.

"Professor Liao Jia and Director Nie Mingxian, who are new to the lab, are also collaborating with us on their research projects. I will have them move out of the lab!"

"As for my student, he can only follow me."

"Another project on individualized prosthesis design models for bone defects is currently being conducted remotely, so it doesn't require any laboratory resources..." Fang Ziye said.

Stand at attention when you are beaten.

Fang Ziye never consulted Chen Song about this matter. He believed that the sanatorium's laboratory was supportive of scientific research, especially basic research.

Therefore, it was Fang Ziye who unilaterally formed a preconceived notion.

"You still have more?" Chen Song's tone hardened, then he let out a deep sigh of relief.

"Forget it, I'm just calling to let you know, not to tell you to get rid of these people right away. You're a deputy senior official now."

"Your authority and title are not what they used to be, so I can't disrespect you and make you lose face in front of the rest of the team."

"It won't happen again."

“If you plunder resources like this, it will cause an imbalance in the distribution of funding in the lab. If everyone brings their families along like you and occupies the slots before they've even accomplished anything, how am I supposed to manage this large team?”

"The teams in the lab are far more numerous than those in the clinical teams!" Chen Song finally softened his tone slightly.

Then he asked, "Fang Ziye, tell me about the progress of your current projects, and I'll see how to approve the funding for you."

"If these application forms hadn't been laid out in front of me, I wouldn't have realized that you have quite an appetite!"

Fang Ziye then honestly recounted his plans, preparations, and preliminary research findings.

In conclusion, Dean Chen stated, "Regarding the individualized bone defect model, since there are no practical experimental materials available, the funding need not be too high."

"The research on osteosarcoma miRNA is the central topic of our team, and I also have some funding that I can bring over."

"Regarding the establishment of animal experimental models and evaluation systems for osteosarcoma and synovial sarcoma, we still need funding support from the sanatorium for now, but we can apply for funding in the future."

"As for the subsequent interventional treatment of osteosarcoma and orthopedic tumors, that's a topic for another time!"

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, Chen Song remained silent for a long time, then whispers could be heard, indicating that Chen Song was discussing something with others.

About a minute later, Chen Song gasped, "You mean to say that the projects Fang Ziye is involved in have already started?"

Chen Song's voice rose a few decibels.

"Yes, Dean Chen, it's such a pity to have to stop at the last minute."

"Although I find it incredible, based on the information we have so far, it's all at the stage where we just need funding to verify the results!"

"The preliminary research and preparation for these projects were very thorough, so they must have come prepared."

"Although such energy and thinking are hard to understand, scientific research is a place where miracles happen!"

Fang Ziye received the answer before Chen Song could reply.

Of course, Fang Ziye didn't know how to respond either.

Chen Song and others investigated themselves, but ended up getting themselves 'hooked' in the process.

It seems they're refusing to pay, so it's not appropriate to call a halt now.

After all, Fang Ziye has successfully developed several clinical trial plans.

Limb salvage surgery, functional reconstruction surgery, and improved microcirculatory devices, especially the improved microcirculatory devices, are now being used more and more in clinical practice!
Chen Song thought for a while before asking, "Fang Ziye, did you prepare these things a long time in advance?"

"We prepared for a while beforehand, and now that we have enough manpower in the team, we're thinking of starting everything up!"

"I'm really sorry, Dean Chen, maybe I'm not fully aware of the rules in the sanatorium's laboratory."

Fang Ziye explained.

The sanatorium is somewhat well-off, but not infinitely so; not all the money is prepared for Fang Ziye alone.

Fang Ziye had been to the lab before, but back then he was just a tool, simply doing experiments and had no right to know anything else.

Fang Ziye finished explaining, but Chen Song's phone call was still on.

Another person spoke up with a complicated tone: "Dean Chen, Liao Jia has uploaded another results report, and Nie Mingxian has also uploaded a research plan."

"Should we open it and take a look?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Song placed the phone in front of him without hanging up: "Then let's open it and take a look."

"I don't quite understand it, Dean Chen." Half a minute after opening it, a person replied in a low voice.

Scientific research requires specialization!

Even after seeing Liao Jia's results, without a specific research plan, you might not understand what the other party is doing.

"Fang Ziye, come over here. The lab is on the third floor, in the planning and design office..." Chen Song said directly into the phone, but this time, his tone was noticeably gentler.

He had a feeling that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, his impulsive decision to call and criticize Fang Ziye might lead to a slightly unexpected outcome.

……

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye could only quickly call the Gong family and ask them to start discussing tomorrow's surgical plan on their own.

Then I quickly rode my electric scooter to the laboratory's parking area, took out my hat and mask, and hurried up to the third floor of the laboratory.

The third floor is the laboratory's administrative and logistical area. Basically, all the laboratory's supplies and administrative offices are located on this floor.

This includes financial applications and approvals.

Fang Ziye knocked on the door. He only recognized Chen Song: "Dean Chen!"

"Please explain in detail the progress of your research project, the significance of the current results, and the next steps."

“What you’re doing is a little bit mysterious,” Chen Song said.

Fang Ziye thought to himself, "That must be a bit mysterious."

If the experimental design proposed by someone with a Level 6 foundation in trauma surgery and Level 5 knowledge in multiple specialties and subspecialties is so easily understood...

Then these theories become worthless.

Experimental plans vary in quality. If it's just a basic cell research pathway, there are quite a few people who can understand it because China has attached great importance to this area in recent years.

However, the construction of normal data models of human body structure is still a completely new database. Currently, it is being built slowly abroad and has not yet been systematized!

Therefore, every step was like feeling one's way across a river by touching the stones.

If Fang Ziye's team can truly make significant achievements in this area, then they will be at the forefront of the world in terms of scientific research accumulation.

This does not mean that Fang Ziye is already the world's top, or that his team has made great contributions. It simply means that Fang Ziye's team has the capabilities and qualities of a world-class scientific research team.

While catching up, they may even overtake.

They were there to ask for money, so Fang Ziye could only patiently explain in detail, skipping over the particularly technical parts.

After explaining, he said, "Dean Chen, fellow teachers!"

"Understanding the blood supply patterns of tumors and the growth habits of blood vessels to treat tumors through interventional surgery is no longer the most advanced or theoretical idea or way of thinking."

"However, so far, no one has succeeded in this regard."

"Currently, interventional surgery has only been successfully applied to avascular necrosis of the femoral head occasionally. In other treatment areas, it is still a completely blank period."

"This is a completely new direction, and a new direction inevitably represents a new market for medical devices and drugs."

"It also brings good news to patients."

"However, there will be many difficulties to overcome in order to make progress in these directions, which are explained in detail in the research plan."

"Of course, some of the sub-solutions in these directions require us to explore and cross the river; they may not work, or they may work."

“These remain to be verified,” Fang Ziye replied.

This is a standard template for the defense of major research projects such as "Outstanding Young Scientists" and "Distinguished Young Scientists"!

Why would Fang Ziye do that?

Yuan Weihong had performed for him before.

If you want to participate in the defense, you definitely need to know how to write a proposal first, which is to say, you need to lay the hook.

The more detailed and groundbreaking the proposal, the better!
Of course, the main theme, in summary, is still just one.

I have the ability, and I have made prior preparations.

Make money!

Chen Song glanced at the group of people sitting around the table. They were clearly either confused or persuaded by Fang Ziye.

No one dared to point fingers anymore.

They are all leading figures in basic scientific research, but these leading figures all have one understanding: if it's not within their area of ​​expertise, they should refrain from talking about it!
So that you won't lose in a battle of reason and theory, and end up humiliating yourself.

For an outsider to instruct an expert is just a joke, isn't it?
After half an hour.

As Fang Ziye left the laboratory, he remembered Chen Song's words: "I'll give you another 20 million. Do your best, and if you can, do more."

“I can give you face because I think you’re a talented person, but those few people will never give you face. The fact that you can leave them speechless means that you must have hit their sore spot or blind spot.”

"That's extremely difficult!"

"Multiple times happiness?" Fang Ziye looked up at the sky and laughed.

A research grant of 20 million?

(End of this chapter)