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Chapter 606 Distorted Psychology (Please Subscribe)

That night, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu lay in each other's arms, neither of them able to fall asleep.

During the rainy season, the sound of raindrops pattering against the leaves is incessant.

Luo Tingzhu rested her head on Fang Ziye's right arm, her hair flowing smoothly down her forearm. Her soft voice and the strands of hair tickled Fang Ziye's right hand and eardrums: "Senior brother, are you tired?"

"I'm tired, what else do you want to do?" Fang Ziye said, taking a sip of his drink.

Luo Tingzhu shook her head: "No!"

She smacked her lips, then asked softly, "Would you dislike Teacher Deng?"

"I wanted to ask you if you're tired, senior brother. Let's talk about this together, otherwise you have no one else to confide in."

Deng Yong's repeated outrageous actions have been reprimanded so many times, yet he still doesn't seem to learn his lesson!

Luo Tingzhu felt a growing dislike for Deng Yong.

Fang Ziye laughed upon hearing this: "Why would I hate my master?"

"Him? He wants to steal the fruits of Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia's labor? Isn't that a bit too selfish?"

“We understand why Professor Deng arranged for you to graduate a year earlier, as it would be more beneficial for your career development.”

"So it's understandable that this has caused you trouble, senior. These kinds of things are always risky, after all, the school's official documents are there."

"but?"

Luo Tingzhu hasn't had time to be angry with Deng Yong in the past few days.

In her opinion, if Deng Yong hadn't caused this unexpected trouble, everyone's mood would have been much better this time, instead of any 'chaos and fluctuations'!
Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye shook his head and sighed, "Actually, you're wrong, Tingzhu."

Luo Tingzhu nodded, her gaze gradually calming down: "That's right, the teacher is doing this for our own good... The teacher has been incredibly kind to all of us."

"Put yourself in others' shoes!"

"It's understandable that the teacher treats Wang Yuanqi and his junior brothers better."

Fang Ziye shook his head again: "Tingzhu, you guessed wrong too."

"Actually, I don't want to explain a lot to you, and I don't even want to speculate about these things myself. But...?"

"The higher you go, the more you'll unconsciously start thinking about certain things."

"Think about it. From beginning to end, did Master Deng Yong ever think of harming any one of us?"

"Including me, including Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi, Senior Brother Yan Zhiming, and Senior Brother Gu Yi, when has Master ever wavered on this fundamental line?"

"I only recently figured this out!"

Luo Tingzhu was filled with doubt and confusion; her brain seemed to freeze, but she couldn't process it all.

"Tingzhu, have you ever thought about this question? Teacher Deng was previously the director of the Department of Trauma Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital, and Professor Duan Hong was the director of the Department of Trauma Surgery at Tongji Hospital and the academic leader of Trauma Surgery in Hubei Province."

"They're not classmates, nor from the same school, so how come they're so close?" Fang Ziye asked before answering.

This question stumped Luo Tingzhu. She had never thought about this before. Isn't a good relationship just a good relationship?

"Personal relationship? You mean we hang out together often?" Luo Tingzhu replied.

"How many friends do you have from the Foreign Languages ​​Department? How many friends do I have from the Foreign Languages ​​Department?" Fang Ziye continued to press.

"If some female classmates or people from your year at Peking Union Medical College Hospital add you as a friend and want to hang out with you, would you just hang out with them? Don't you have any male or female classmates to interact with?"

"Between Master Deng Yong and Professor Duan Hong, whose overall abilities are stronger?"

Why is it that Professor An Luming of the Provincial People's Hospital doesn't have the same close personal relationship with Professor Duan Hong as my master does with Professor Duan Hong?

"The key point isn't with Master or Duan Hong, but with Master himself!!"

"It took me a very long time to figure this out."

Luo Tingzhu still couldn't understand.

Fang Ziye gave an analogy: "Rather than saying that Deng Yong is somewhat like Wu Xuanqi, it would be more accurate to say that Senior Brother Wu Xuanqi is following the path originally set by Master."

"The two are fundamentally similar people!!!"

Luo Tingzhu was shocked: "Master and Wu Xuanqi?? How is that possible?"

Wu Xuanqi is so shameless that many people label him as unscrupulous.

However, after Luo Tingzhu finished speaking, she fell silent again.

Because she could not refute Fang Ziye's labeling of Deng Yong based on objective facts.

"Let's just put the relationship between Master Deng Yong and Professor Duan Hong aside for now."

"If, and I mean if, during my mentor Deng Yong's tenure, he forced Professor Han Yuanxiao to perform emergency surgery, Professor Han Yuanxiao would die suddenly on the job."

“Xiong Jinhuan’s senior brothers, such as Liu Zhengjun and Lu Zhefu, have taken away all of Xiong Jinhuan’s achievements. Xiong Jinhuan has nowhere to stand in Zhongnan Hospital and hates me to death. Do you think I have the courage to bring Xiong Jinhuan into my team?”

Fang Ziye made a very detailed analogy.

Before Luo Tingzhu could answer, Fang Ziye asked again, "Could an ordinary person make the decision to reject Song Yi, who has completed a seven-year program at Kyoto Hospital, and instead keep Li Yuanpei by their side?"

"It's difficult. At least from a logical point of view, it's difficult."

"However, Master can do it, which is why the advisor favors him so much."

"Sometimes, the leader and the team leader have different perspectives... so we need to discuss them separately."

Luo Tingzhu nodded slowly. She just hadn't thought about it in detail, but that didn't mean she couldn't figure out the logic: "Then what does that have to do with Brother Nie Mingxian and Brother Liao Jia?"

"I don't know why Master wants to drag Senior Brother Liao Jia into this, but the reason Master is targeting Brother Nie Mingxian like this is not because he really wants to extricate Brother Nie Mingxian."

"Instead, they want to drag Nie Mingxian's teacher down with them!"

"What do you mean, senior brother? The more I listen, the more confused I get!" Luo Tingzhu had a large head and bulging eyes.

"Why would Brother Nie Mingxian come to Zhongnan Hospital? If his teacher is still perfectly healthy at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, why would he come to Zhongnan Hospital with Professor Liu Huanglong?"

Why is he working at Zhongnan Hospital now?

"Based on Nie Mingxian, we can infer that Nie Mingxian's mentor must be very capable, and his current situation is not very good."

"So, Master wants to seduce Nie Mingxian's teacher."

"However, Master figured that it wouldn't be easy to seduce them through conventional means, or that there was nothing attractive about them, so he resorted to some unconventional methods."

"If Nie Mingxian were to pick my peaches now, do you think Master would be able to sit still, or Professor Li Guohua, the Grandmaster, would be able to sit still?"

Luo Tingzhu shook her head, even raising her fist: "Impossible!~"

“Brother Nie Mingxian can’t be taken away at all.”

"Yes?"

"Now you understand, right..."

"The reason Master is targeting Senior Brother Nie Mingxian is because he has his eye on his teacher. He wants to use this project to see if he can force Nie Mingxian's teacher to come to Enshi in person..."

"At the very least, Brother Nie Mingxian should make a phone call to complain, then..."

"A timely help in need!!!"

"With this project, we could invite five or six more professors to have dinner together and still have room to spare."

"This is the difference in mindset between a leader and a professor leading a research group."

"A good striker is not necessarily a good general, and a good general charging into battle may not be as good as some strikers."

"Few can surpass Xiang Yu in terms of mere martial prowess."

"So we still need to use our brains."

"There must be a lot of groundwork involved behind this, which I can't know all of, I can only know the general direction."

"However, this move was completely overturned by the two advisors, Li Guohua and Professor Xiong Zhizhang." Fang Ziye shook his head, without regret or blame.

To be honest, the reason Fang Ziye made so many guesses was not because he was smart, but because he knew one thing: Deng Yong would have to be crazy to think that Yan Zhiming's help was more useful than Nie Mingxian's!

He's gone mad, his brain must have been slammed in a door, he's had a stroke for at least thirty years!
Fang Ziye even suspected that Deng Yong had some "secret" he didn't know when he made the choice between Li Yuanpei and Song Yi!
"Senior brother, how did you come up with so many ideas?"

"I think you're terrifying." Luo Tingzhu trembled instantly, a little scared.

Frightened, she snuggled closer to Fang Ziye.

"What I'm after now is to be with you forever, what are you afraid of?" Fang Ziye's dragon claw hand clenched again!
Luo Tingzhu's body stiffened slightly, her face flushed, and she murmured softly, "Senior brother, you're tired..."

"Hehe!~" Fang Ziye was indeed tired, so he let Luo Tingzhu go for the time being.

"Senior brother, if that's the case, then since Teacher Deng Yong is so smart and resourceful, why didn't he show up when your senior uncle wanted to 'mess with' you at Zhongnan Hospital?" Luo Tingzhu quickly changed the subject and asked again.

In that instant, the label that Deng Yong held in Luo Tingzhu's heart once again became ethereal and intangible.

Deng Yong may not have the power of a big shot, but he definitely has the mindset of one.

Unpredictable and irrational, with methods that are difficult to fathom.

Fang Ziye said, "I need to think about this carefully. What about Uncle Liu Qiao?"

"I suspect that if Master had really done something particularly wrong to Uncle Liu Qiao, he probably wouldn't have let him come back."

"But I have no idea why exactly."

"However, if we draw a parallel with the case of Uncle Liu Qiao, and then with the First Affiliated Hospital of Zhejiang University where Uncle Liu Qiao works, I estimate that this might be the same method used by the 'old fogies' at the First Affiliated Hospital of Zhejiang University and my master."

"If we're talking about which hospital has the most impressive talent poaching methods in recent years, then it has to be the two hospitals affiliated with Zhejiang University."

"If I had really resigned in a fit of anger back then, I wouldn't have wanted to go to Kyoto or Shanghai because the housing prices are too high. Zhejiang Province would have been a better choice, after all, the platforms of Zhejiang University Affiliated First and Second Affiliated Universities are very strong now."

"Master tolerated this, which probably means he had already drawn a line in advance."

“But this time, I’ve overturned the chessboard!” Fang Ziye shook his head and laughed.

"Huh? Playing chess at this hour?" Luo Tingzhu asked.

"Of course, the person who directly contacted Uncle Liu Qiao was Professor Han Yuanxiao. He was 'doing his dirty work' on my and Teacher Yuan Weihong's heads. The person who was most favorable to me and most likely to extend an olive branch was Master Deng Yong."

“Sometimes I even suspect that Professor Deng deliberately orchestrated the scene of my senior fellow apprentice Liu Qiao coming to Central South University in order to win me over. Professor Han Yuanxiao simply couldn’t outmaneuver his master.”

"It's like an adult hitting a child."

"One thing is certain: my mentor may not be suited to be a group leader or a subject leader. But he is absolutely perfect as a director!"

Luo Tingzhu: "..."

"Senior brother, you men are really scary." Luo Tingzhu continued to curl up.

"Hey!"

Fang Ziye objected: "It's a girls' dormitory, four roommates, seven group chats."

"Aren't there enough cases of internal medicine professors fighting amongst themselves?"

"Furthermore, let's not talk about anything else. Just listen to what you've experienced yourself. It's far more disgusting than my teacher's methods."

"If Lan Tianluo hadn't stepped in, I would have made that professor look incredibly foolish!"

"Using the name of the God of Love to secretly do dirty things, while acting as if they are high and mighty."

Luo Tingzhu whispered, "Later I found out that Teacher Deng was also in one of the groups, so he signed it for me the first time I contacted him."

"So I want to thank the teacher, and thank Lan Tianluo," Fang Ziye said.

Everything in this world has a traceable pattern, but we may only realize the closed loop that eventually forms after the fact.

The most unexpected trigger was that Lan Tianluo ended up in the Department of Trauma Surgery. In fact, Lan Tianluo could have gone to the Department of General Surgery, or any specialty at Zhongnan Hospital. With his qualifications, he could have done very well there.

Luo Tingzhu estimated that the next stop would be there...

If that were the case, there would have been no meeting between me and Luo Tingzhu, and no subsequent events.

Fate is so wonderful.

"..."

The next morning, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu parted ways at the entrance of the villa area and went to their respective canteens.

Fang Ziye had been thinking about it all night but couldn't figure it out, so he directly and decisively sent a message to Deng Yong, who hadn't returned to Wuhan yet.

"Master, may I ask you a question?"

"When Yuanpei and Song Yi were both taking the doctoral entrance exam, why did you go to such lengths to support Yuanpei?" Fang Ziye asked directly, not understanding the question.

Fang Ziye had just finished his breakfast, which was a bowl of wood ear mushroom and shredded pork noodles with two boiled eggs.

Although it is considered "luxurious," it is a standard feature in sanatoriums.

"When you have time, ask Yuanpei by yourself!" Deng Yong actually woke up and even replied to Fang Ziye's message.

Fang Ziye: "..."

“Yes, Master. Please take care and rest when you get back,” Fang Ziye said.

“Okay!~” “Your advisor has already brought me to the train station, so he won’t give me a chance to cause you any trouble…” Deng Yong said.

He added, "However, Master received a mysterious phone call last night."

"If the negotiations go smoothly, your master can give you a very nice gift!" Deng Yong said mysteriously.

Fang Ziye replied, "Thank you, Master. Please take care of yourself."

Fang Ziye didn't harbor much resentment towards Deng Yong, nor could he.

……

After Fang Ziye finished breakfast, he walked with his senior brother Gu Yi to the surgical treatment area, where Dean Chen Song and Director Song Libo of the logistics department also arrived.

Beside them was another person, around forty-four or forty-five years old, who appeared to be a professor as well.

It was nearly 8:50 a.m., and Professor Zheng Dahai, who had left the sanatorium in early April, was joined by Professor Bi Weiqing, the "new leader" of the neurosurgery department, who had just arrived at the treatment area.

When Director Song Libo saw that almost everyone had arrived, he clapped his hands and said, "Professor Bi, let me introduce Professor Chen Qianlong to you."

However, Professor Bi Weiqing himself is a neurosurgeon, so he recognized Chen Qianlong at a glance and stepped forward to shake hands with him: "Hello, Professor Chen!"

"Director Song, I know Professor Chen, a renowned professor at Xiangya Hospital!"

Chen Qianlong was 1.8 meters tall, with a straight posture, bulging muscles, and a vigorous spirit. His voice was upright: "Teacher Bi, you flatter me. I am here to learn from you."

"Director Song, Dean Chen, I knew Professor Bi before, but I never expected that Professor Bi would be the leader of our neurosurgery group."

In neurosurgery, Kyoto Medical University Tiantan Hospital is the absolute ace, followed closely by Huashan Hospital, which is where Professor Bi Weiqing previously worked.

However, the neurosurgery departments of West China Hospital, Xuanwu Hospital, General Hospital of the PLA, and Xiangya Hospital are all consistently ranked among the top ten in the country, and their strengths are comparable.

It also depends on age and individual skill level.

Professor Zheng Dahai, who came from the 301st Hospital of the PLA, was more capable than Professor Bi Weiqing of Huashan Hospital, so he naturally took over the team.

"Professor Chen, Professor Chen." Professor Tang Henian, Associate Professor Tang Xin, and others quickly greeted Chen Qianlong.

After everyone had gotten to know each other, Professor Song Libo said, "Since Professor Chen and Team Leader Bi know each other, I won't say any more."

"This time, Dean Chen and I came here not only to send Professor Chen Qianlong, a leading expert in neurosurgery, to the neurosurgery team, but also to bring a personnel appointment."

"After discussions among Dean Chen, Group Leader Bi, the head of the internal medicine department, and others, it was decided that Professor Fang Ziye from the orthopedics department would serve as the head of the surgical group."

"Team Leader Bi, Team Leader Kuang, Team Leader Lin, Team Leader Fang, Team Leader Du, do you have any thoughts or suggestions?" Song Libo asked each of the team leaders one by one.

Several people shook their heads and looked at Fang Ziye with smiles.

When the newly arrived Professor Chen Qianlong saw Fang Ziye's age, he was instantly startled, his quadriceps muscles tensed, and he was taken aback.

Fang Ziye immediately shook his head: "Dean Chen, Director Song, no, no, no, I can't be the group leader. I'm a bit busy, and I really can't handle administrative positions."

"Dean Chen, you should look for someone more capable."

Chen Song made the final decision: "You only need to learn how to do it if you can't. If you could do it all, no one would ask for your opinion."

"Fang Ziye, in addition to being the administrative head of the surgical team, you also serve as the head of the surgical laboratory."

"This overall responsibility is an honorary position, but it also has real power. In principle, you can halt any project in the laboratory. You can also nominate and support any project individually."

"If others have objections, your proposal can only be withdrawn after we discuss it together."

"Of course, in the initial stage, you will not be in charge of personnel matters. Professor Lin Qiaoshan of the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department will temporarily serve as the deputy head of the surgical team!"

"This is an order, not a discussion!"

"Alright, everyone get back to work. I'm going to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department too." Chen Song said and left, giving Fang Ziye no chance or time to object or argue.

Chen Song's decisiveness left everyone in the office looking at each other in bewilderment.

Especially the newcomer Chen Qianlong, and Liu Guo from the hepatobiliary surgery department, both looked at Fang Ziye with particularly sharp eyes.

However, Liu Guo was quite pleased, while Chen Qianlong was more concerned about whether this prescription was a show of force from Dean Chen Song.

To let someone so young intimidate him, isn't that crazy?
The eerie atmosphere remained frozen for several seconds before finally breaking.

Professor Lin Qiaoshan said, "Team Leader Fang, since Dean Chen and Director Song of the Logistics Department have both issued mandatory tasks, Team Leader Fang, why don't you say a few words?"

"We clinicians have no choice but to listen to the administration!"

The others began to applaud in welcome.

This is an instinctive sense of rules. If you want to be respected by others when you are in a position, it is best to respect others first.

Otherwise, the whole thing would fall into chaos.

Fang Ziye was practically forced to stand up.

As you accumulate more experience, there are things you have to shoulder; the greater your ability, the heavier your responsibilities naturally become.

Fang Ziye cautiously began, “Dear teachers, I’m not trying to be arrogant, but I’m still too young! So my abilities and time are limited.”

"Professional expertise, research, teaching, and administration are four separate paths. To date, I haven't even figured out the teaching and research paths."

"I simply don't have the energy to delve into teaching and administration. I'm a complete novice, so I definitely can't handle administration well. And I'm even less suited to be the head of the surgical team right now."

"I hope all the teachers can be understanding and helpful..."

"If there's an opportunity, I hope some teacher can step forward and lend me a hand. Thank you."

Fang Ziye went all in and gave up.

Where would Fang Ziye find the time to study public administration?

There are so many professional and research tasks; isn't this like forcing a duck onto a shelf?

If Lin Qiaoshan is willing to take over, Fang Ziye will immediately chase after him and offer him the position of head of the surgical team.

Upon hearing this, Professor Lin Qiaoshan gently shook his head and said, "Team Leader Fang, the reason why Dean Chen and Director Song made this arrangement is to give you a chance to gain experience."

"Don't refuse a kind offer. Although there will be pressure, you will also grow as a result."

"Furthermore, Professor Fang's ability must be outstanding to be entrusted with such an important task by Dean Chen. He not only takes charge of our surgical group but also becomes the chief surgeon in the laboratory."

"Let's take it slow..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye nodded, and then, not knowing what to say, said, "Teachers, please continue with your work. All current rules and regulations will continue to be followed as previously established by Team Leader Zheng."

"Each group is responsible for its own affairs. If there are any problems, please consult with others and communicate more."

"Today is Thursday, and our group has surgeries scheduled, so I won't take up any more of your time. I'll consult with you all again after my surgeries..." Fang Ziye bowed slightly and then briefly concluded his conversation as the group leader.

This spot was stuffed in!
……

Today is April 11th. The trauma surgery group has surgeries scheduled, while the hand surgery group has no surgeries scheduled today and only needs to conduct routine rounds.

After Fang Ziye and his group left the treatment area, Wu Xuanqi took the initiative to say, "Team Leader Fang, we performed two surgeries in the past two days, one of which was a reconstruction of a total femoral defect."

"Professor Peng from 301 Hospital participated in the entire surgery, but he requested to participate in a few more cases so that he could learn and master this type of surgery."

"Another case is cuboid bone reconstruction surgery. The preoperative discussion was led by Professor Fang and I, and the surgery was completed yesterday."

"Another preoperative patient in our group is Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang's pain has been largely relieved. We plan to perform local debridement and release on April 14, and then make a suitable prosthesis for him."

"Today's surgery is for patellar defects. I've done one before, and the results were pretty good."

The patellar reconstruction surgery was a bit unusual. Fang Ziye had watched Wu Xuanqi's entire procedure: "Professor Wu, your surgical skills are definitely up to par with patellar reconstruction. Does the patient have any other problems?"

If this surgery were just a simple patellar defect, Professor Fang Zhikuan and others probably wouldn't have bothered Fang Ziye.

Wu Xuanqi nodded: "Yes, he was admitted on Sunday. In addition to patellar defects, he also has a stenotic degenerative lesion of the obturator nerve."

"Professor Fang, Professor Yan, Professor Du and I from the Department of Hand Surgery discussed the matter several times, but we still couldn't come up with a solution."

Fang Ziye was taken aback: "Obturator nerve stenotic degenerative lesion? Is it similar to spinal stenosis?"

It's like something is compressing the sheath of the nerve, causing local nerve edema or even degeneration.

“Yes! The situation is quite special,” Wu Xuanqi said.

"Let's go check on the situation first..." Fang Ziye and the others went to inspect the patient first, and after the examination, they would determine the specific treatment plan.

This problem is actually not difficult to solve, but it may take quite a bit of effort to solve it well.

……

After checking on the preoperative patients, Fang Ziye said, "This obturator nerve stenosis is quite special. There is a large bone spur in the obturator foramen, which has just pierced through the obturator nerve."

"The patient has not suffered any external injuries."

It's not very complicated to treat; it's just obturator nerve reconstruction or transplantation!

However, functional reconstruction may be necessary, but it is quite challenging, so even Professor Du Donglin of the Hand Surgery Department is not certain.

"Really? This case is really strange!"

"Of course, it is also possible that there was actually an external injury when the patella was burst fractured, but it was not obvious and therefore was not detected at the time."

“The patient now has dysfunction in one lower limb. Previously, because the patellar defect had created a cover, it was not noticed…” Wu Xuanqi suggested.

"Alright, let's schedule the surgery today. Patellar reconstruction, functional reconstruction, and nerve reconstruction. Based on the patient's current symptoms, the obturator nerve is most likely necrotic. If the muscles it innervates are functional, it will indeed be quite troublesome." Fang Ziye nodded in approval of the surgical arrangement.

"I knew Professor Fang would have a solution. We'll have the operating room staff come up to pick up the patient then." Fang Zhikuan smiled back and quickly went to make a phone call.

Fang Ziye and the others then checked on the other three patients again.

Grandpa Zhang is quite active. After the pain subsided, he walked around in the yard on his own and asked if he could be discharged from the hospital because he felt much better.

Fang Ziye rejected Old Master Zhang's suggestion, telling him to wait and continue preparing for the surgery...

After that, everyone went down into the operating room.

However, when the group came down, the patient was still not fully anesthetized because it was not entirely certain whether surgery was needed.

Fang Ziye and the others sat down at the waiting table next to the operating room timer panel.

Professor Fang Zhikuan asked, "Professor Fang, which is more complicated, this obturator nerve function reconstruction surgery or the function reconstruction surgery after lower limb trauma?"

"Wouldn't a larger open incision be simpler?"

Fang Ziye nodded: "Yes, sometimes it's not that the bigger the functional impairment, the harder it is to treat; on the contrary, the smaller the impairment, the more complex the operation becomes."

"If it is a functional impairment of a single lower limb, full-thickness release and reconstruction will suffice. However, for local functional impairments, more delicate treatment is required, and some approaches are not easy to perform."

"The obturator nerve is a deep nerve, and we also need to consider the functional recovery after patellar reconstruction surgery..."

Fang Ziye had never performed obturator nerve reconstruction on his own before, so this case had never been discussed separately and was relatively unfamiliar to him.

However, once the surgery began, Fang Ziye felt like he was back home. The only difference was that the difficulty of the procedure had increased. It wasn't that the principles and theories of the procedure had changed, which was not a problem for Fang Ziye.

Of course, Fang Ziye's operation in the small-scale market was still very successful, a skill that made others both love and hate him.

Unrequited love breeds hatred!
Everyone understands and is familiar with the theory behind the procedure. However, even if a simple obturator nerve reconstruction surgery is possible, it may not be as smooth as Fang Ziye's.

Fang Ziye led the team for a long time, working until 5:50 p.m. before finishing the important part of the surgery.

After finishing, Fang Ziye was also a little tired!
While the operation may be flashy, it's anything but effortless; in fact, it requires even more energy.

"In the future, when this type of surgery is performed alone, I strongly recommend treating it as a complete lower limb functional reconstruction surgery. Small incisions make it far too strenuous!"

"The operational difficulty has more than doubled!"

"It's really not worth increasing the workload and difficulty just to reduce the incision size!"

"It's really not worth it," Fang Ziye shook his head.

Hearing this, Wu Xuanqi looked up and laughed: "Ziye, there are also things you think are not worthwhile?"

"Of course there are. The first bite of crab is delicious, but the first bite of poisonous grass can kill you."

"I won't do it this way next time," Fang Ziye complained, then tiptoed to take another look. Only after confirming that everything was alright did he leave the operating room.

He wasn't worried that Wu Xuanqi and the others would come up with any shady ideas, so he didn't need to be as cautious as he would be during a consultation or surgery outside.

After Fang Ziye left the operating room, he heard bursts of hearty laughter behind him, as well as the occasional word "failure." His brows furrowed slightly, but then relaxed.

Isn't it normal for accidents to overturn?
If you haven't reached this stage in your operations and have strong fundamental skills to back you up, you might not even be able to make a mistake!
That would be a real disaster.

Fang Ziye could also understand the "distorted aesthetic" of others' jealousy, and how seeing himself suffer was more joyful than celebrating the New Year.

I opened my phone and saw that my mentor, Deng Yong, had sent me several messages.

"Ziye, what are you doing? There's something important."

"Ziye, are you in surgery?"

"After the surgery, hurry to the lab to prepare."

"Nie Mingxian's teacher went to Enshi..."

"Let me tell you, Nie Mingxian's teacher is..." Fang Ziye read it carefully, his heart skipping a beat.

(End of this chapter)