top student at medical school

Chapter 572 Tit for tat!

"Are you willing to undergo diagnostic surgery?!" The next day, Fang Ziye calmly asked at the end of the clinic in the hospital of the only patient in the group who had no other options.

"A diagnostic surgery?" The emaciated patient frowned, his cheekbones protruding.

Infectious diseases are highly debilitating, quickly consuming most of the body's energy. If left untreated for several months, even the largest obese person can become skin and bones.

It's too late to make up for it.

"Yes, it's a diagnostic surgery. It may not be therapeutic. We just want to open it up and see for ourselves what's inside."

"Your osteomyelitis has already been treated in five different places!"

"They've been here for over ten days, and we've tried both conventional and unconventional treatments, but we still have no clue what to do."

"This is the worst-case scenario, but also the only possible way to find clues!"

"Of course, whether you are willing or not depends on your opinion."

"After the surgery, there will most likely still be no solution!" Fang Ziye replied cautiously.

When starting from the textbook and then moving away from the principles of the textbook still proved ineffective, Fang Ziye had no choice but to lead his team back to the treatment principles of osteomyelitis and explore the possible causes!
The patient was unwilling, so he had to plead with them, but he went to several hospitals, so it's highly likely he'll only receive palliative care.

In other words, it's just waiting to die!

While the matter concerning his master, Yuan Weihong, certainly affected Fang Ziye's mindset, it did not affect his emotions.

"Is it possible again?" the family member grumbled under their breath.
"Is osteomyelitis really that difficult to treat? Why am I so unlucky?"

No one was surprised to hear this!
It's normal for family members to have emotions. They've heard too many possible scenarios, so it's only natural for them to be angry, resentful, and unwilling to accept reality.

Similarly, the multiple transfers had already made them lose their composure, and they were no longer overly excited!
Making a scene is not a solution, referrals are ineffective, and watching helplessly as family members die from "minor illnesses" is an even more unacceptable reality.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye said, "Whether it is modern medicine or traditional medicine, they are all empirical treatments. When faced with diseases and situations within the scope of experience, they can achieve relatively good results."

"But fate is unpredictable. None of us could have imagined that osteomyelitis would evolve into what it is today!"

"If I remember correctly, the first hospital you visited was a top-tier military medical hospital, which has a very strong reputation and high level of expertise."

"The second place I was referred to was Jishuitan Hospital in Kyoto, the highest level of orthopedics in China..."

"This is not something we doctors are targeting you with!"

"Human cognition is always limited, which is why we need to keep exploring."

"If your condition is the same as other osteomyelitis patients, you should have been able to go home and live a normal life long ago, just like them."

“When we encounter problems, we need to work together to find solutions, right?” Fang Ziye’s voice was calm, without the slightest hint of impatience.

When problems arise, solve them instead of complaining.

Complaining will definitely not solve the problem; it will only drain everyone's emotions!
In the previous visits, the patient was very angry and agitated. By the fourth referral, he had become numb. This time, he felt neither anger nor joy.

"Are you confident?" he asked, looking up. His jaw was sharp and angular, his eyelids were sunken, and his eyes were pale and lifeless.

Fang Ziye continued to shake his head: "In your current condition, anyone who tells you they are confident is either lying to you or trying to appease you."

"You have undergone two surgeries, as well as traditional Chinese medicine treatments and tried a combination of Chinese and Western medicine!"

Who can say they're sure?

"I've become an expert through long illness, and I hope you can understand my current mindset."

“Because at least we are still trying our best to find solutions for you, instead of shirking responsibility, don’t you think?” Fang Ziye’s demeanor was very composed.

The patient didn't speak, but the family member nodded. She carefully helped the middle-aged man lie down flat, and the man turned to the side, no longer looking at the crowd.

When faced with certain death, you have no choice but to accept fate, whether you believe in it or not!

Prolonged hospital stay.

He encountered too many osteomyelitis patients who were happily discharged from the hospital after only a few days or ten days.

He also encountered many patients who died without even having the chance to get infected.

Although he suspected that the surgeon was incompetent, which led to his current predicament, he couldn't think of any reason why someone else was sabotaging him!
He doesn't need to spend money on treatment. Even if the surgeon wants to overcharge, they can just give him the best medicine. He just regrets not retiring from the military sooner...

"Let's talk outside," the woman said to the others after covering her husband with the blanket.

The group moved away.

Once they reached the courtyard outside, the middle-aged woman finally lost control of her emotions. She covered her mouth, her voice trembling, and her body shook like a leaf: "Is there really no other way?"

"My husband hasn't wronged anyone, so why is he doing this?"

Everyone is silent!
This man, he didn't let down one person, but he did right by everyone.

Because of his injury, he was transferred to the flood-stricken area during a mandatory flood control operation!
Upon his return, he received commendation, as well as much support and recognition from many people, and many were moved by his story.

The woman continued, "I raised the child alone, and I waited for him for so many years. Why did this happen in the end?"

"I'm sorry!" Gong Jiahe said.

The woman looked up: "But what we need isn't an apology! We want to go home, his mother, my daughter, and wait for him!"

"He saved eight people that time, so why couldn't anyone save him?"

The woman's voice wasn't loud, but it silenced Fang Ziye and the others.

During the flood relief efforts, one person saved eight people; this must have meant that he had been on the brink of death!
It's a fact that no one can save him now.

The woman didn't deliberately make things difficult for them, her voice cold: "If he has his limb amputated now, will he be able to save his life?"

"Otherwise, is that guy in the next yard his future?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye raised his head: "That possibility cannot be ruled out!"

"Moreover, if osteomyelitis is not treated in time, the prognosis is predictable."

"If amputation is performed now, there will be no need to worry about the threat of osteomyelitis in the lower limbs after the surgery!"

The number of patients with osteomyelitis who cannot be treated is extremely small; two cases were found in the sanatorium this time.

The case in trauma surgery was admitted by Miyako, while the case in hand surgery was admitted by force!

This is considered terminal recuperation.

"I'll try to persuade him!"

"Let's amputate his leg. We're waiting for him to come back, not for him to return in glory," the woman said.

"Although I know this outcome will be very painful for him, perhaps even more painful than killing him, I hope we can be a little more selfish and hope he can do something more for us." The woman turned and walked away dejectedly.

She didn't shout or yell anything; she only complained, but didn't blame anyone.

Fang Ziye turned halfway around and asked, "Since it's already been decided that amputation is necessary, why can't we take one last chance before the amputation?"

The woman turned around and said, "We no longer believe in possibility; we hope for a definite and certain result."

"There aren't that many possibilities in this world."

Fang Ziye said no more.

Even with diagnostic treatment, there is little certainty that the cause of the disease can be definitively diagnosed.

……

After the inspection, Gong Jiahe breathed a sigh of relief as if a knot in his heart had been untied, but then let out a long sigh, feeling particularly uneasy.

After entering the surgical office area, he stood facing the window, gazing out, unable to shake off his reverie for a long time.

Even if someone is incompetent, there is still hope.

If a team is incompetent, you can replace it.

When there is no other way and one's understanding is limited, one feels that humanity is like a small boat in a storm, with nothing to do but sigh.

Very few people can do something beyond human comprehension.

Almost no one can do anything beyond human limits in a short period of time!
The surgical plan has been finalized and will be arranged tomorrow!

Gu Yi has already filled out the surgery application form and written the postoperative medical instructions before the amputation...

After leaving the clinical area of ​​the sanatorium, Fang Ziye suppressed his emotions once again, and then went to the experimental area as if nothing had happened.

This wasn't the first time Fang Ziye had faced a disease he couldn't cure, so his mood wasn't actually that bad.

He had tried his best; he had even lost several strands of hair.

We've reached the limit of our capabilities. We've read through a lot of literature and tried many methods, but we still can't provide the "definite" result that the patient needs.

Except for amputation.

Therefore, Fang Ziye did not want to cause any more trouble, lest they despair once again.

He's alright; even though he's had his leg amputated, his future life will still be secure.

……

In the experimental area, Fang Ziye, Nie Mingxian, and Liao Jia first observed the growth of the nude mice, and then began to slowly plan out the details of the later experiments.

All plans and directions must ultimately be put into practice.

Experiments that cannot be implemented are merely wishful thinking.

Of course, these lines are traceable, but the control of details requires trial and error again and again during operation, which is a very long-term task.

Besides, Liao Jia and Nie Mingxian felt that simply waiting for this topic was too boring, so they decided to each start a new project.

However, the search for directions is still ongoing.

After we finished talking, it was around 11:50.

"Ziye, let's go out for a meal together?" Nie Mingxian invited.

"Okay, we still don't have any surgeries scheduled for today. The hand surgery patients just arrived today, and the trauma surgery patients are still being scheduled."

"But after I finish eating, I will go into the lab later."

"By the way, Brother Nie, are you familiar with Brother Wu Xuanqi?" Fang Ziye asked casually after the two of them got into the car.

"Of course I'm familiar with Wu Xuanqi!"

"We only met because he introduced us. Do you think I'm familiar with him?" Nie Mingxian smiled, his expression full of malice towards Wu Xuanqi.

Fang Ziye then recounted the events that had befallen his master, Yuan Weihong.

Upon hearing this, both Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia stopped breathing abruptly with a "ga" sound.

The sound of Nie Mingxian scratching his head could be clearly heard inside the car, and then he muttered, "Actually, I thought of it a long time ago. Of all people to mess with, why did you have to mess with him?"

"He's the most petty person ever!"

Fang Ziye said with a wry smile, "Brother Nie, why didn't you say so sooner? But if you had, we probably would have offended you!"

Research projects are on a first-come, first-served basis.

The first person to climb a mountain peak did not do so by giving way, but by striving on their own.

"Wu Xuanqi has an exceptionally strong learning ability!"

"Let me tell you, don't let his unreliable behavior fool you. If there's any skill on the market that he wants to learn, there's none he can't learn."

"He might not be considered absolutely top-notch, but his learning speed is so fast that even women would find him too fast!" Nie Mingxian said.

Then, Nie Mingxian asked, "By the way, he didn't do anything behind the scenes, did he?"

"Besides being ahead of you in publishing articles?"

“Wu Xuanqi is not someone who is upright and honest!” Nie Mingxian said rather cryptically.

Fang Ziye had already witnessed Wu Xuanqi's shamelessness and lack of social skills!

"Not for now!" Fang Ziye replied.

"Then it's probably not possible. He's the kind of person who likes to follow the paths others have taken."

"If someone walks the right path, he will walk the right path too; if someone wants to take the crooked path, he will take the crooked path even more crookedly than others!"

"I remember once, someone borrowed the vice president of Minzu University Hospital to pressure him, forcing him to do something outside of his duty hours under the guise of being on duty."

"In less than ten days, a deputy governor of Enshi, who was in charge of factory affairs (not a typo, please check), assigned this task to the other party."

"Have him clean and disinfect a latrine in the middle of the night for three consecutive days!"

“This is true. I was drinking with him at the time!” Nie Mingxian said.

Liao Jia asked, "This?"

"What does that guy do?"

Nie Mingxian asked, "Who are you asking about? Wu Xuanqi? The doctor?"

"I said I was going to clean," Liao Jia explained.

His previous question was a misunderstanding.

"The Health and Wellness Commission?" Nie Mingxian said in a serious tone.

"The first time he asked someone to do it, it wasn't approved. The second time, they cut corners and didn't disinfect it, so it was repeated a third time."

“After the third time, Wu Xuanqi didn’t do anything else.” Nie Mingxian gave an example, clearly remembering the incident vividly. “To be able to contact ‘factory affairs’ and get him to confront someone from the Health and Wellness Committee like this, Wu Xuanqi has quite the guts and ability, doesn’t he?” Liao Jia pursed his lips.

Doctors do have extensive networks, but even with extensive networks, it takes more than just a wide network to get someone to do something that would offend people so badly.

"A true friendship that transcends life and death."

"That factory manager is still a factory manager now, instead of being laid off due to retirement, all thanks to Wu Xuanqi's intervention back then."

"It was a debt of gratitude no less than a second life. That time, I think we invited a professor from Han City to perform the surgery, but the professor shook his head after seeing it." It had been a long time since then, but Nie Mingxian remembered it vividly.

For those working within the system, once their health deteriorates, it becomes very difficult to advance their careers; they will be taken care of by the organization...

“This shouldn’t be enough, right?” Liao Jia interrupted.

Saving someone's future doesn't mean taking them under your wing, and it's still not enough to justify Wu Xuanqi ordering him to offend another person within the system to death!
"Brother, he and I are just friends, not my wife lying in the same bed. How much more do you want me to know?" Nie Mingxian rolled his eyes and asked back.

"Stop being so rude, Mingxian, be careful Ziye might get angry later." Liao Jia glanced at Fang Ziye indifferently!
Nie Mingxian immediately shut his mouth and remained silent.

This matter can only be handled by Fang Ziye and his other team members; he and Nie Mingxian cannot offer any assistance in this regard.

Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia both knew what Fang Ziye had done; this was part of their competition.

……

The lunch we had was relatively simple.

They found a restaurant nearby, and after eating, Fang Ziye drove back alone.

Liu Guo had no surgery scheduled for today, so Nie Mingxian took her on a date in the city. Liao Jia didn't want to be alone with Fang Ziye and was feeling conflicted, so she simply bought a single movie ticket to clear her head as well.

As Fang Ziye parked his car and walked towards the laboratory, Lan Tianluo's video call came in.

She also sent Fang Ziye several pictures.

"Senior brother, have you seen the pictures I sent you?" Lan Tianluo asked.

“Senior Brother Wu Xuanqi found my former teacher. They somehow found out about our current project on individual prosthesis design models for bone defects and are currently working on a similar project.”

"and?"

"Brother Wu Xuanqi is still frantically admitting patients for functional reconstruction surgery..."

"He just left our department in December. Before he left, he hardly ever went into surgery." Lan Tianluo's voice was a little reserved.

Lan Tianluo wasn't afraid when facing people who only knew medical statistics, but Wu Xuanqi had assembled a huge team, even bringing in his former mentor. Lan Tianluo's confidence crumbled in that instant.

Dispersion is not collapse.

Fang Ziye was carefully reading the pictures sent by Lan Tianluo, which contained three chat boxes between Wu Xuanqi and other people.

Article 1—

“It’s okay. Doing research is a personal matter. Either my money will be wasted, or his money will be wasted.”

"There's nothing wrong with that. When Professor Fang was working on the damage research, he didn't explicitly tell my teacher either, so why should I notify him in advance?"

"As an adult and a mature researcher, one must always be prepared for the possibility that one's research project may be scrapped, and be ready to accept such a fact at any time."

The person I was chatting with had no name tag and their information is unknown.

Article .

Wu Xuanqi and Duan Hong.

“Master, when you said those words to Professor Deng Yong, Professor Fang Ziye must have been prepared to face everything. This is something he should do himself.”

"A mere reputation is irrelevant, but it's a very good and direct reason to engage in combat."

"Master, I'll find someone else to do it myself, so you won't be blamed..."

Duan Hong: "Go ahead and scold me, but I feel you don't know how to handle the situation. I have to step in personally."

"Thank you, Master."

The conversation between Wu Xuanqi and Professor Duan Hong was very simple; it was just a signal.

The third picture is a chat log between Wu Xuanqi and a doctor from Zhongnan Hospital.

Wu Xuanqi invited Liu Haojiang to inquire about the various reactions of Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong's team, hoping that he could report back in a timely manner.

Liu Haojiang replied with a series of ellipses, nothing more.

Fang Ziye slowly replied, "Tianluo, there should be many people in the sanatorium where I live who are very familiar with Wu Xuanqi."

“Wu Xuanqi had worked at the Minzu University Hospital in Enshi for a long time, and he was involved in the entire construction of the sanatorium!”

“I believe he is more familiar with Chen Guangbai and has cooperated with several biotechnology companies under the Guangbai Group.”

"Will the code for designing this individualized model of bone defect be difficult?"

Lan Tianlu shook his head: "Senior brother, if it were just medical statisticians, it would take at least a few years. But Senior Brother Wu Xuanqi found my mentor, and it's possible that he found both of my mentors."

"Even if they rewrite different source code, it won't take long. With plenty of funding, they can collect data at a faster rate than we can."

"If you want to speed things up, you might need to collect more data, senior."

This might require... or...

Fang Ziye said bluntly, "Speak frankly. Do you need me to find some more professors to collaborate with, and to work with some trauma surgeons?"

Lan Tianlu nodded and then shook his head: "It's not just that, we also need you to find some more funding support, senior brother."

"We also need to find a reliable software development team!"

"The final design of the individualized model must be presented to others in the form of an app or software, and the simpler the operation, the better."

“I have good reason to suspect that they are already developing such software.”

Fang Ziye then asked, "If we abandon this model design at this point in time and stop providing further guidance, would they have had a chance to develop it?"

"Yes!" Lan Tianluo nodded directly.

"Okay, I see."

"You should focus on doing your job well. As the attending physician, you must do your job well in terms of being on duty, managing patients, and performing clinical surgeries," Fang Ziye replied.

"Okay, senior brother."

"Teacher Deng also knows about this. He said that if you need any manpower, you can let him know anytime!"

“You need to talk to him,” Lan Tianluo emphasized.

Yuan Weihong and Deng Yonghong had a past relationship, with Fang Ziye acting as the pivot between them. Now that Yuan Weihong is facing difficulties, Fang Ziye still needs to act as the pivot.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye, who was about to enter the laboratory, quickly changed direction and headed towards the dormitory building.

At the same time, he sent a voice message to Han Jingyi: "Han Jingyi, search for me where there are academic conferences around the world recently, and report it to me."

"Domestic is best, but foreign is fine too!"

"Second, please find out for me what I need to prepare if I want to open a private coaching class."

"Where are you now? Let's meet up. I'm on my way to Hu Qingyuan's dormitory."

After Fang Ziye finished replying, he had already entered the dormitory building.

13th floor, 13019!

"Knock knock knock!" Fang Ziye knocked on Hu Qingyuan's dormitory door.

Hu Qingyuan remained as if nothing had happened. Today, his experiment with Gu Yi was scheduled for around 6 PM, and Hu Qingyuan only needed to arrive at the lab an hour early to prepare the equipment!
Hu Qingyuan, dressed in pajamas and holding a coffee cup, sat leisurely in the living room.

When Fang Ziye knocked on the door, he found that Han Jingyi was working overtime in another room of Hu Qingyuan's.

“Teacher Fang!” She looked at Fang Ziye in a generous and proper manner.

"You're here at the perfect time; I need to talk to both of you about something."

"Have you all had lunch yet?"

"Sit down!" Fang Ziye pointed towards the living room.

Han Jingyi hurried back to get her notebook, not a laptop.

Hu Qingyuan did the same, rushing to another bedroom and taking out an oversized A3 black notebook with only four words on the cover: "Riding the Wind and Breaking the Waves".

"Master, Teacher Fang!" After Han Jingyi and Hu Qingyuan sat down, they looked at Fang Ziye carefully.

"I just ordered coffee, and it will be brought up soon. We'll be chatting for a long time today."

"Time is tight, so I won't waste any more time."

"First, Han Jingyi, you need to do a few things. First, as I told you, send me the updates on academic conferences as soon as possible, and I'll help you submit your papers."

"Second, we need to find out as soon as possible the procedures, conditions, and team structure required to hold private coaching classes, and we need to make arrangements and preparations for this as soon as possible."

"Third, pay attention to the research activities of Professor Duan Hong and Associate Professor Wu Xuanqi at Tongji Hospital recently, mainly focusing on their published articles!"

"There are some details you need to pay attention to in these matters. Don't mention smaller academic conferences; only provincial mid-year and spring conferences are worth noting, as are academic conferences held by hospitals in strong prefecture-level cities."

Fang Ziye has a clear mind.

At this point, we can no longer simply wait for the gains from knowledge points.

In any situation, the quantity of knowledge points is fundamental, and this is Fang Ziye's most pressing task at present.

Previously, Fang Ziye had sufficient ability and a high rate of knowledge point gain, so he could naturally spend more time tackling clinical patients and thinking about how to conduct scientific research step by step.

Actually, the fastest way to gain knowledge points is to perform more surgeries.

But doctors don't knock on doors.

Attending academic conferences and teaching will evenly increase the daily gain of knowledge points, which is better for future progress than obtaining a large number of knowledge points at once.

Teaching is the best way!

"Regarding private lessons, could you please find out for me what other hospitals charge, what procedures they follow, and what medical records they need to prepare when offering private lessons..."

"Try to free up my weekends in the future. I'll send you my ID number, and you'll need to help me buy plane tickets, etc.," Fang Ziye said.

Han Jingyi quickly took notes.

Upon hearing this, Hu Qingyuan felt a sense of urgency: "Master, is our team currently facing some kind of trouble?"

"Are you attending academic conferences and private tutoring classes at the same time?"

"Yes, someone is coming after your master, and I have to deal with it. But this has little to do with you. Just do your job well and work with me to finish the project as soon as possible."

"Because I'm afraid that if our team's project is approved, the research topic we're currently working on might be snatched away by someone else. If we foresee this, we must nip this possibility in the bud."

"By the way, Hu Qingyuan, I've found you an internship in the clinical team. Would you like to come?"

Fang Ziye asked.

Hu Qingyuan exclaimed in surprise, clearly taken aback by Fang Ziye's words. Going to the clinical group for an internship was not part of his plans or arrangements.

“It’s okay if you don’t come. It’s good that you want to do research first. Just make sure you can graduate with your master’s degree!” Fang Ziye said.

People cannot be forced; the motivation to force others to do things is far less than one's own intrinsic motivation to do things.

For many people, employment and work are the greatest motivation, but Hu Qingyuan seems to never take these things to heart.

"Master, I don't really want to come." Hu Qingyuan has always been a very individualistic person, and he is not a puppet.

He was merely attracted to Fang Ziye, not captivated by him or made Fang Ziye his god.

"Okay, it's alright." Fang Ziye nodded.

"But your retreat is probably not going to happen. Right now, the sect needs you to handle some things. Here's what happened..." Fang Ziye recounted how Wu Xuanqi blocked Yuan Weihong's research topic.

As soon as Fang Ziye finished speaking, Han Jingyi's delicate body trembled violently.

Although her horizons were broadened, she couldn't imagine what kind of situation Yuan Weihong would face if the Excellent Young Scientists Project couldn't be completed, or how much pressure Yuan Weihong would be under now.

However, Fang Ziye ignored Han Jingyi's expression and continued, "This is something that is already known and something that has already been done."

"They've already started to snatch up another clinical research project that Lan Tianluo and I were preparing to do. So we have to prepare a contingency plan."

“The research project that you and Senior Brother Gu Yi are working on has not yet been approved. Outsiders don’t know what we’re doing. Now that we’re prepared, we can’t afford to be overtaken by others.”

"I have to go help my master, so I'm entrusting most of the task of this project to you. Are you confident?" Fang Ziye asked Hu Qingyuan.

This is a good opportunity to train and assess Hu Qingyuan's qualifications.

“Master, Teacher Wu Xuanqi’s team is fast and has a lot of energy. Could you be a little more specific? For example, could you give us a time limit?” Hu Qingyuan’s eyes darted around quickly.

"I don't know. We know too little about them right now. What we need to do is to do it as quickly as possible! We need to race against time with all our might," Fang Ziye said.

“I’m not setting a time limit for you because I don’t want to put pressure on you. Even if you get overtaken in the end, it’s okay. Your master will step in.” Fang Ziye patted Hu Qingyuan on the shoulder and smiled.

"Okay, Master, I'm relieved to hear that." Hu Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes darting around in their sockets, whether he was intrigued or simply found the matter itself interesting!
After Fang Ziye finished arranging all of this!
Upon entering the lab again, I unexpectedly received a WeChat message from Wu Xuanqi: "Professor Fang, good afternoon? Have you eaten yet?"

"Would it be convenient for us to have a simple meal together? I just arrived in Enshi, just got off the plane..." Wu Xuanqi's tone was enthusiastic, and there was no hint of anything wrong with him.

Fang Ziye took a deep breath after reading it.

Typing was inconvenient, so he deleted it and replied with a smile, "Professor Wu's invitation is not something I can refuse."

(End of this chapter)