top student at medical school

Chapter 570 Project Approval Team Verification!
"Professor Fang...this is my brother-in-law and my sister."

"My niece was discharged from the hospital today and returned to Wuhan. My brother-in-law and sister have asked me many times if they want to visit Professor Fang in person, but I always say that Professor Fang is too busy."

"This morning, they came all the way here to thank you in person." Professor Qu Tangwei led the couple, who were older than him, into the villa area and waved to Fang Ziye, who was jogging in the morning.

The wind was cold, and Fang Ziye, who had been running for twenty minutes, was not sweating at all. However, he still symbolically wiped away the sweat with the white towel hanging around his neck and slowed down.

The group of three, Qu Tangwei and his companions, walked quickly closer, keeping a distance between them.

Fang Ziye smiled and asked while rubbing his joints, "Is Xiao Hong doing alright? When I visited her the day before yesterday, she was recovering quite well."

Fang Ziye only knew that the girl's surname was Hong, and didn't pay much attention to anything else.

Upon hearing this, Qu Tangwei's brother-in-law quickly extended his hand: "Thank you so much, Professor Fang, for your skillful and kind treatment. My daughter is recovering quite well now. She can not only get out of bed and walk a few hundred meters, but also go downstairs for a short walk."

“She originally wanted to come with us, but I felt that since she was still recovering from surgery, it wouldn’t be convenient for her to travel. I’ll convey her gratitude to Professor Fang on her behalf.” The middle-aged man’s voice twitched several times as he led his wife to bow to Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye, supporting one arm with each hand, said, "No need to be so polite. I'm happy that Xiao Hong is recovering well."

This patient had the surgery at another hospital. Fang Ziye visited him twice, and on the second and fifth day after the surgery, he confirmed that the recovery was quite good.

"Now he can eat, walk, and do rehabilitation training. The rest is just a matter of gradual training, and he can go back home."

"After returning home, I can live a more comfortable life. It's just that I might need to put in more effort to take care of you."

Qu Tangwei exclaimed, "Professor Fang, thank you so much!"

“My niece has really had a tough time. She’s almost thirty now, since graduating from university. We’re finally seeing a glimmer of hope.”

Graduating from university at the tender age of twenty-two or twenty-three, the prime of life when one should be striving the most, I am hindered by mobility issues and have missed many opportunities.

Qu Tangwei kept rubbing his eyes, clearly feeling extremely distressed.

"Tang Wei, thank you for your hard work. If it weren't for you, where would I have found Professor Fang?"

"In Han City, although I have heard many people recommend Professor Fang, I have never been able to visit him."

"You and Professor Fang are both great benefactors to Hong Xuan." Qu Tangwei's brother-in-law smiled frankly, as if a weight had been lifted from his heart.

“Brother-in-law, I’m her uncle, why are we talking like this? I’ve watched Xiaoxuan grow up with my own eyes…” Qu Tangwei said, then quickly changed the subject.
"Professor Fang, my brother-in-law and his family have bought tickets for the 4 PM train today. I was wondering if you could spare some time to have lunch with us?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye smiled apologetically: "Professor Qu, I have already made an appointment with the lab today. My students and a few of my friends are waiting for me there."

"When there are surgeries, there is a legitimate reason to slack off. But if I don't go by the weekend, I'll soon be kicked out of the team."

Fang Ziye was joking.

Today is Tuesday, January 14th.

Upon hearing this, Qu Tangwei said, "Professor Fang, you really can't stay idle. I heard that your orthopedic team has found some time off from surgery?"

“However, since Professor Fang has something to attend to, we should not disturb him.” Qu Tangwei said this to his sister and brother-in-law.

The orthopedic team has cleared out all the surgical patients admitted after the holiday. The remaining two osteomyelitis patients are those who dare not undergo surgery easily, as they are relatively difficult and complicated cases.

Infections, whether in internal medicine or surgery, are among the most nightmare-like diseases.

"But?" Qu Tangwei's sister hesitated.

"Uncle, Aunt, I appreciate your kind gesture and I'm very happy. There's no need to trouble yourself with the meal; I'm too lazy to go out. Please make yourselves at home."

"How about we go to my place and sit for a while? We can chat some more?" Fang Ziye suggested.

"No, no, Professor Fang, we came to thank you in person, not to trouble you to entertain us!"

"We need to get back before the ward rounds, and we were originally thinking of inviting Professor Fang for a simple meal?"

"Professor Fang, could you perhaps spare some time? It would give us another chance to express our gratitude," Qu Tangwei's sister continued to ask.

"The time has really been scheduled. Like surgery, once the procedure is finalized, it's difficult to change it."

"I'm so sorry, please enjoy your meal and drinks with Professor Qu." Fang Ziye spoke in a very down-to-earth manner.

Qu Tangwei then said, "Sister, don't make things difficult for Professor Fang. We doctors have heavy research tasks, and Professor Fang is in the period of rapid career advancement. We can't delay his important work."

"Professor Fang, thank you very much."

After saying that, he pulled his sister back towards their own courtyard.

Fang Ziye watched the three figures disappear into the distance, feeling exceptionally relaxed and at ease.

This is where Qu Tangwei's advantage lies; if the couple were to bring something over, he would have to spend more time arguing and making excuses.

Fang Ziye took a shower and then went to the sanatorium for breakfast.

After making the rounds, the families of the four post-operative patients were all beaming with joy, especially the patient with knee deformity who had just undergone surgery a few days ago. Looking at his straight right lower limb, he couldn't stop smiling.

She kept saying, "Straight looks better."

"Professor Fang, this is still the best way."

"Right, Professor Fang?"

It's unclear whether his tendency to ramble on was activated after the surgery, or if it was simply a reactivation of his rambler nature.

"Hey, eh, eh."

"Mmm-hmm." Fang Ziye answered twenty-two times since entering the ward, too lazy to explain anymore, so he simply nodded.

Gong Jiahe said, "Alright, all the post-operative indicators are fine. Eat more protein and less fatty meat."

"Don't get out of bed to exercise yet. Focus on relatively static functional exercises, mainly to strengthen muscle strength."

"For your surgery, we'll first correct the deformity, then reconstruct the function. Don't try to get out of bed right after the deformity is corrected."

After Gong Jiahe finished explaining, his family said, "Don't worry, Professor Gong, we're all watching..."

After stepping out of the courtyard, Gong Jiahe let out a long sigh of relief, muttering to himself, "How can a grown man be so talkative?"

"This is mainly because the patient is in a good mood. You see, before the surgery, he was quite taciturn, probably because he didn't have much confidence in us."

After carefully analyzing the situation, Professor Fang Zhikuan changed the subject, saying, "Professor Gong, what about the other patient with severe osteomyelitis? Should we persuade him to leave?"

"It's not good to always occupy it."

Gong Jiahe glanced at Fang Ziye somewhat guiltily and nodded: "Alright, I'll go talk to their family members later."

Fang Ziye had said before that any osteomyelitis patient who could get into a sanatorium must be extremely difficult to treat.

At the time, Gong Jiahe said that he was looking for help, mainly because he wanted to make some contributions through his own efforts under Fang Ziye's leadership.

Unexpectedly, after being admitted, we went through a lot of treatments and had to undergo daily in-depth examinations and adjustments, but we still haven't found any clues.

The admission of this patient was somewhat suspected of being orchestrated by the Gong family. If the patient is now sent back, the treatment ineffectiveness rate in the group will increase.

Fang Ziye said after hearing this, "Professor Gong, let's not rush for now. Anyway, he doesn't have any good places to go. Let's wait and see for a few more days."

"If there is still no sign of improvement after a week, we will contact the logistics team again."

"The surgeries in the group have all been arranged now. There are still two cases of osteomyelitis left. We can take a break and rest while we work out, and we can also find time to do other things with you."

"We can arrange for that patient who underwent functional reconstruction surgery to be transferred out as soon as possible. If there are any vacancies in the hospital, we can admit another patient with bone defects." Fang Ziye made the arrangements in a hurry.

"Okay!" Gong Jiahe and the others nodded.

Gu Yi, Miao Haoyu, and the others returned to the surgical office area to adjust medical orders and make postoperative follow-up examination orders.

Gong Jiahe, Fang Zhikuan, and a few others went to the conference room in the sanatorium, presumably still trying to figure out how to deal with the patient with severe osteomyelitis.

Fang Ziye finally had some free time, so he left the clinical area of ​​the sanatorium and headed to the laboratory area.

Even in the most advanced laboratories, as long as there is an animal laboratory section, a unique, foul odor cannot be completely avoided.

When Fang Ziye went upstairs to the experimental floor where his group was located, he couldn't help but frown.

Even two masks can't stop it.

After passing through the isolation area and changing into protective clothing, Fang Ziye entered the imaging examination office area of ​​the animal laboratory.

Inside, Liao Jia and Nie Mingxian each sat in front of a computer, carefully copying data.

"Oh, Professor Fang finally found some time to come and see us two exiles?"

"It wasn't easy!" Nie Mingxian scoffed when he saw Fang Ziye arrive.

“Brother Nie, if you want to get into the clinical area, just say so. I’ll go to Dean Chen, and he’ll definitely give you a chance. You don’t need to hold a grudge against me.” Fang Ziye also sat down and looked at the imaging data of various animal experimental models.

"A braid? Do you have one?"

"Let me see." Nie Mingxian probably felt he was being too bored, and since he couldn't find the braid on Fang Ziye's head, he decided to look for it on the other head.

Fang Ziye squeezed his legs together tightly: "Brother Nie, what are you doing?"

"Why are you getting handsy?"

Nie Mingxian was the first woman Fang Ziye knew who would get physical with him; the other was Luo Tingzhu.

Nie Mingxian was just joking. He leaned back in his chair and said, "I think our preliminary model building is finished. Liao Jia and I have already completed two separate arterial embolization procedures for synovial sarcoma!"

"If you don't come soon, we'll finish everything and you can just watch the show from the sidelines!"

"What was the result?" Fang Ziye asked quickly upon hearing this.

Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia took action without waiting for him, which was entirely within Fang Ziye's expectations.

These two are quite skilled; they're not the kind of 'fellow students' who completely rely on him!
"We treated three cases, and only one of them had a decent treatment outcome. What about the other two?"

"Take a look at these two MRI scans!" Liao Jia switched the computer screen to the retrieval area, found the two "after" annotation columns, and clicked on one of them.

Fang Ziye shifted his gaze and looked over—

His brow furrowed instantly: "Another cluster of nourishing arteries has regenerated? This means it wasn't completely eradicated."

The nourishing arteries of a tumor are similar to the roots of a crop, forming clusters.

What's more terrifying than crops is that as long as one or two nutrient arteries are not completely eliminated, another cluster of nutrient arteries can grow out!

Tumors require a rich blood supply to provide a large amount of energy, as this is fundamental to their rapid proliferation and migration.

It is precisely because there is demand that it has a strong ability to stimulate growth in this area!
Fang Ziye's words immediately hit Nie Mingxian's sore spot. Nie Mingxian smacked his lips and rolled his eyes: "Don't be so quick to ridicule people. Take a look at the growth direction of the nourishing artery clusters of these tumors first."

"It is mostly spherical with a tumor at its center, rather than vine-like with a vine at its center."

"Treatment of this type of tumor with embolization is basically only theoretical."

Tumor activity depends on blood supply. Theoretically, as long as its blood supply is cut off, it can be eliminated.

One or two is manageable!

But if you say that from one intersection you are not allowed to reach another shopping mall with fifty entrances five kilometers away, that would be extremely difficult.

Moreover, this shopping mall may have more than fifty doors.

"The synovial sarcoma in the previous location has been necrotic and decomposed; the synovial sarcoma has migrated elsewhere!"

"Brother Nie, have you ever done contrast imaging?" Fang Ziye was obviously not there to ridicule Nie Mingxian.

"It's done. Check the results here." Nie Mingxian turned on the computer in front of him.

"The blood supply to the synovium within the knee joint comes from the arterial network surrounding the knee joint. This network, in turn, gives rise to other small arteries while supplying blood to synovial sarcomas!"

"If the arterial network around the knee joint is completely blocked, the joint will develop into osteoarthritis within five years, and will still need to undergo an open knee replacement surgery!"

“It would be better to just cut it open and completely remove the synovium instead of performing the surgery. That way, there’s a chance to leave some blood supply to the meniscus and ligaments.” After describing the most complicated situation, Nie Mingxian rejected the feasible solution.

Treatment should not simply focus on killing the tumor itself; otherwise, human cremation could resolve all tumors in the body.

Amputation can completely remove many tumors from the lower limbs.

Nie Mingxian did not blame Fang Ziye for tempting him with such an impossible "temptation" in the first place, and continued: "However, there is another way at present, which is to treat the tumor and the surrounding blood pathways through the main nourishing blood vessels with embolizing and coagulating agents!"

"This makes the interventional surgery even more difficult to control!"

Targeting blood vessels simply cuts off the tumor's nutrient supply, intending to starve it to death.

However, interventional surgery can also be used to directly target the tumor itself, filling its entire area with "medication" to completely remove it, similar to a surgical resection.

By carefully controlling the extent of ablation, it can be analogous to traditional open surgery, achieving the effect of completely removing the tumor.

However, doing this requires a higher level of skill!
"That's one idea, but I have another one. What do you think?" Fang Ziye nodded after hearing this and continued.

"We will first embolize the non-major nutrient arteries, but preserve the nutrient artery of the main branch."

"In that case, since the tumor still has a blood supply, wouldn't it stop developing other nutrient arterial networks and instead establish an arterial vine structure centered on the main nutrient artery?"

“In that case, if we then embolize its main nutrient artery, it might not have enough time to regenerate blood vessels!” “Is it like raising it until it’s fully grown before killing it?” Fang Ziye asked.

Upon hearing this, Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia first frowned, then their eyes lit up and they said, "Is this feasible?"

"Ziye, you've become a doctor and you're even using military strategy to fight against tumors?"

After Nie Mingxian finished speaking, he immediately opened a new case of nude mouse synovial sarcoma that he had never seen before, and then began to search through it.

“My previous approach was similar to forcing it to a desperate, do-or-die situation, so it used all its energy to find other alternative paths to survive.”

"If we follow Ziye's idea and leave the main pathway so that the tumor still has the main nourishing artery as its source, it may not be able to find another bypass, but will only grow an arterial network next to the main branch of the main nourishing artery."

"This is equivalent to us finding the root of the problem!"

"No, we forcibly rebuilt the roots."

"Let's go, let's get started!" Nie Mingxian quickly stood up and packed his notebook.

Liao Jia nodded as well.

The significance of animal laboratories lies in their repeatable trial-and-error costs; in principle, they can have an unlimited tolerance for error.

This time, Nie Mingxian performed the procedure himself again. He didn't think Fang Ziye had a particularly advanced level of skill in interventional techniques.

However, Nie Mingxian knew that Fang Ziye's puncture skills were very high, and thought that he could let Fang Ziye have some sense of participation. So, after putting on the small interventional instrument and performing angiography to locate and visualize the area, he handed the operating position over to Fang Ziye.

“Ziye, you should try it too. The feeling of using a catheter to go in and out of a rat’s blood vessels and take detours is quite exhilarating,” Nie Mingxian said with a smile.

Liao Jia said, "Brother Nie, stop playing around. This thing isn't for ordinary people."

What time is it now? Are you still joking around? Why don't you get things done already?

However, Liao Jia had only spoken halfway when he saw Fang Ziye's catheter, under contrast imaging, quickly pass through the arterial layer and reach the branch of the arterial network around the knee joint.

And it was inserted almost without any hesitation, and the guidewire was clearly visualized!
"Did you work in vascular surgery before? You only switched to trauma surgery later?" Nie Mingxian's amused expression disappeared, replaced by a serious face.

"Piercing technique!"

Fang Ziye glanced at Nie Mingxian and said without any politeness, "I'm still very good at it."

You're joking, Nie Mingxian. I can even separate the motor sensation under local anesthesia, and that's without much help from positioning aids.

This procedure of inserting a guidewire into a blood vessel, with the assistance of the blood vessel lumen and the contrast agent, allows you to see visually where the distal end of the guidewire has reached. Isn't this just like playing a game?
How much do you look down on the top-notch anesthesia procedures in the anesthesiology department?

"Shall you administer the medicine or should I?" Fang Ziye asked.

"I'll give it to him!" Nie Mingxian, who had originally intended to give Fang Ziye some sense of involvement, quickly seized the opportunity to make himself feel involved as well.

His most prized intervention techniques were utterly ineffective against Fang Ziye!

This kid is too weird. Young people don't have any sportsmanship. I won't argue with young people.

Young people, don't underestimate the poor and old!
Nie Mingxian quickly applied embolization, blocking the small nutrient arteries of the synovial sarcoma one by one.

Once the blood vessel was slowly sealed off, the procedure was complete...

All that's left is to wait and wait for the synovial sarcoma in the mouse's body to slowly react.

1:30 PM.

Having missed lunchtime, the three of them left the animal laboratory together. Liao Jia and Nie Mingxian asked Fang Ziye to drive them out for a meal.

After arriving at a nicely decorated private room, the group ordered dishes and three cups of tea.

"Boss, bring me some tea first, I'm thirsty," Nie Mingxian instructed deliberately.

"Okay, boss." The waiter in charge of taking orders responded quickly.

Nie Mingxian continued, "Ziye, the nutrient arterial network of synovial sarcoma is all in free soft tissue, so it's already this difficult to operate on. What if it's osteosarcoma inside the bone?"

"It will be extremely troublesome to operate!"

"Do you really think our approach is feasible?" For the first time, Nie Mingxian expressed concern about the prospects of this research, his tone serious.

No complaints!
If this topic wasn't difficult, how could he have been kept in suspense by Fang Ziye?

"I think it's feasible."

“Brother Nie, you need to know that the course of blood vessels in the cortical bone and spongy bone is fixed, while the course of the feeding arteries in osteosarcoma is relatively simple.”

"It can only be a localized increase in blood supply, rather than the formation of an arterial network as seen in the soft tissue layer."

“Ordinary ants wouldn’t be so bored as to build a nest inside a piece of oak,” Fang Ziye replied.

"What about the operating instruments?"

Nie Mingxian continued to raise questions, not to confront the issue directly, but to address it in order to solve it: "The existing interventional catheters, whether in terms of diameter or flexibility, are not yet sufficient to navigate within the nourishing arteries of the bone!"

The catheter was taken for a proper stroll, not just a casual walk.

"Brother Xian, this is a big topic, let's not think about it too much for now!"

"If embolization therapy for osteosarcoma is successfully implemented, most tumors can now be treated with interventional procedures."

"We'll start with synovial sarcoma, then move on to osteochondrosarcoma, and osteosarcoma, Ewing sarcoma, etc., will definitely be our later-stage targets."

"You're telling me, if osteosarcoma can be treated with embolization, how many tumors still need to be treated with traditional open surgery?"

Fang Ziye looked around and then said, "Brother Nie, don't blame me. If it weren't for giving you a powerful hook, a hook that could even revolutionize current cancer treatment methods?"

"Our connection may have ended the moment you returned to Kyoto!"

Hearing this, Liao Jia said, "Nie Mingxian, Fang Ziye, we're all together now, so let's not undermine each other!"

"Before you become famous, you have to be prepared to be forgotten. The sunk cost of scientific research is very high. We only spend time, but the sanatorium is losing real money!"

"Take your time!"

"Ten years, or even twenty years, if this project succeeds, our lives will have been worthwhile." Liao Jia's mindset was very stable.

It was precisely because he valued the potential for expansion in this research topic that Liao Jia couldn't resist the urge to immerse himself in it.

Otherwise, he wouldn't bother participating in trivial projects!
Research is for practical application; it must serve clinical practice to be truly meaningful.

As times change, many tools will inevitably be phased out, such as long-distance buses, tractors, horse-drawn carriages, and oxcarts.

Nie Mingxian sighed, "Brother Liao, you've achieved financial freedom, while I, your brother, haven't even settled down yet!"

"Your girlfriend is a rich second-generation, what are you afraid of?" Liao Jia replied without even thinking.

"Your girlfriend's family is wealthy, so she has enough capital to invest in you. She only needs to look at your future, not how much money you can bring her now!"

"Professor Qian Zhong has so much money, if he doesn't leave it to you, his son-in-law, or to his daughter, who else would he leave it to but me?" Liao Jia didn't take Nie Mingxian's complaints seriously at all.

On the contrary, the fact that Nie Mingxian was able to find such a girlfriend is the source of his confidence to focus wholeheartedly on his scientific research!
Besides, there's a salary at the sanatorium, and there are rewards for published articles, so Nie Mingxian's income won't be bad.

When it comes to publishing articles, if there's even a slight breakthrough in this kind of research topic, you can definitely publish articles worth over 20 points. If you produce two or three articles a year, you can easily earn hundreds of thousands in bonuses.

If the three people split it equally, each person will have more than 200,000 yuan.

More importantly, it has emotional value!
"Then I'll be kept by someone?" Nie Mingxian's eyes widened, but there wasn't much resistance on his face.

"Hey, what's wrong with being kept by a sugar daddy?"

"Rich woman, hungry, not ashamed at all!"

“Liu Guo is so young, capable, talented, rich, good-looking, and has a great personality!” Liao Jia counted on his fingers for Nie Mingxian.

"Stop, stop, stop! This is the last one, get your ass up now!" Nie Mingxian cursed, as if he were deeply affected by it, or as if he were completely trapped in it!

Liao Jia suffered a critical blow amidst such cursing and swearing!

At this point, the topic has become quite lighthearted.

The three of them are all young, and each of them has a different experience. But if we were to say which of the three would simply be willing to lie down and do nothing?
It seems like we can't really talk about anything.

So Fang Ziye started making arrangements for Liao Jiapan's girlfriend again.

Liao Jia observed the situation calmly and did not get involved.

"..."

After the meal, Fang Ziye went to see Hu Qingyuan.

Hu Qingyuan was still playing games in the dormitory. After Fang Ziye knocked on the door, he waited until he was ready to go back to base before opening the door for Fang Ziye.

At the same time, the live stream was shut down.

"Master." Hu Qingyuan quickly tidied up the packed food in the house and served tea and water to Fang Ziye.

The house was quite clean; apart from the packing boxes, there was no other trash, and the clothes were neatly arranged.

Fang Ziye turned his head and noticed another pair of slippers by the door.

"Whose is this?" Fang Ziye asked with a smile.

“Master, that belongs to Han Jingyi!” Hu Qingyuan replied.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye glanced quickly at the clothes rack, frowned, and asked thoughtfully, "Why would she leave a pair of slippers here?"

“It’s cold in the lab, so she sometimes works overtime here.”

"There's heating here, so I usually don't go back until after 11 p.m."

“In another room, she kept a computer and a laptop.” Hu Qingyuan finished quickly, then added, “Master, I don’t date her.”

That reason is plausible, but Fang Ziye didn't come here to question him about that.

Instead, he asked, "You just messaged me saying that people from the project approval team are coming to the lab to check things out? What exactly is going on?"

Why didn't I receive a notification?

Hu Qingyuan handed a disposable glass teacup to Fang Ziye and said, "Master, I just happened to run into you in the lab. Someone came up to me and asked what kind of experiment I was doing."

“I said I was going to work on miRNA for osteosarcoma. Later, I asked other senior students and found out that the project approval and funding allocation in the sanatorium are all checked first to prevent corruption.”

"Especially for outsiders like us."

"The main reason is that there are some clever predecessors who have done similar things before, so this procedure came about."

"They seemed quite satisfied when they left," Hu Qingyuan said truthfully.

"Yes, it's not easy to take other people's money anywhere. First, you have to show your ability."

"You're very good, Qingyuan!"

"I heard from Senior Brother Gu Yi that you're a bit of a pervert!"

"He's a bit of a ne'er-do-well, and his personality is the opposite of mine. Gu Yi even said that since my name is Fang Ziye, he suggested that you be called Hu Buye!" Fang Ziye joked.

Hu Qingyuan wasn't particularly nervous or scared after hearing this; he was just embarrassed and said, "Master, we've finished everything, so let's relax a bit."

"Playing games is a relatively economical form of entertainment, and occasionally doing a live stream can also supplement my income."

“Master, I plan to take a two-week leave before the New Year to go and cultivate myself for a while.”

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

Wait, no?

Is the novel miRNA for osteosarcoma making you, Hu Qingyuan, feel bored and unfulfilled?

Fang Ziye knew that what Hu Qingyuan meant by "quiet cultivation" was simply emptying one's mind...

“It’s alright. You’re still an undergraduate. You can take a vacation whenever you want. Just remember to read more books,” Fang Ziye replied.

We also can't manage students too strictly.

Upon hearing this, Hu Qingyuan nodded: "Yes, Master."

"How many pictures are on page 3269 of the Chinese translation of Campbell's Orthopaedic Surgery, 14th edition, Volume 6?" Fang Ziye asked quickly!

“Three tests: THCC elasticity test, trampoline test, pull hook test…” Hu Qingyuan answered almost instinctively, but only after saying it did he realize that he had been tricked.

Without fear or guilt, he slowly added: "Pull hook test."

Fang Ziye was almost certain that this guy had a photographic memory, although he didn't know how he did it!
Han City University produced a phenomenal individual who became a World Memory Master, and this person even appeared on a variety show. Fang Ziye couldn't deny that there were other top talents...

Fang Ziye picked up his water glass: "How did you get into Han City University before?"

(End of this chapter)