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Chapter 615 To quell external aggression, internal stability must come first! ~ (Please subscribe)

"Master, what exactly do you mean by 'cutting off the tail to survive'? I didn't quite understand," Fang Ziye asked cautiously again after sending Deng Yong back.

Now, he dares not underestimate an old guy like Professor Deng Yong at all.

None of these people are simple-minded or cunning!

Behind every seemingly idiotic action you take, there may be a deeper intention that you don't understand or can't grasp.

Compared to their so-called methods, Fang Ziye is a complete novice, the worst of the worst.

Wu Xuanqi didn't dare to act recklessly in front of Deng Yong and could only behave properly. Otherwise, even with Chen Song as guarantor, it would be difficult for him to get away with anything.

"This is a means of transaction or dealing with things."

“In ancient times, when the army marched and fought, there were scouts and decoys, which was to hide the true strength. You could also say that they were biding their time and enduring hardship.”

"Would you like to come up and sit for a while?" Deng Yong invited.

“Yes, Master.” Fang Ziye got out of the car from the driver’s seat. He knew that Deng Yong must have something to tell him.

Fang Ziye never dared to underestimate Deng Yong's confessions.

Several years ago, when he went to Enshi, he gave several instructions, and all of them came true.

The two did not talk on the way.

After entering Deng Yong's room, his wife had already gone out to exercise, so the two of them could slip into the study.

Fang Ziye began skillfully boiling water and washing the teapot, while Deng Yong busied himself arranging the tea set.

"Master, could you elaborate on what we discussed earlier?" Fang Ziye asked.

Deng Yong said, "I'm still thinking about how to organize my words to be more precise."

"But that's about it."

You should know the saying, "The tallest tree in the forest is the first to be felled by the wind."

"But this principle also contains another principle, which is whether the forest supported by this tree is solid enough."

"Is the forest situated on a mountain peak or in a valley?"

"If someone really wants to target you, do you have enough power to protect you from being completely wiped out?"

"The wind is directionless; it doesn't target a tree intentionally, but in reality, it can."

"Under such circumstances, we can only take deep root and grow deep underground, while also removing some unimportant branches." Deng Yong put it rather subtly, using a metaphor.

Fang Ziye understands this principle.

Every position is coveted by countless people. For a single position at Zhongnan Hospital, there may be twenty or thirty PhD applicants!
From attending physician to associate senior physician, there might be thirty or forty people vying for the position.

The promotion from associate professor to full professor is much more difficult.

The origin of the "perennial chief physician" comes from a teaching hospital with severe internal competition!

Once you've reached the top position in a hospital, the next position you'll be eyeing isn't just the internal promotion channels within your hospital, but the allocation of 'social resources'.

The competition here is fierce.

Wu Xuanqi openly wanted to cut off Fang Ziye's power base first. If he could find a loophole in Yuan Weihong's research topic and keep him preoccupied, Fang Ziye's support would be much weaker.

Similarly, it cannot be completely ruled out that what happened to Deng Yong later was not done by someone from Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

Although in Fang Ziye's view, his role was that of a low-level attending physician in spinal surgery...

"Master, isn't this relationship too complicated?" Fang Ziye replied cautiously and fearfully.

If we're only talking about professional skills, Fang Ziye isn't afraid of anyone. What he fears is others secretly picking on him, things he might not even realize himself is doing.

It can be said that the higher the position, the bigger the fall may be, and the more painful the fall may be.

"You think the relationships are messy?"

"Actually, it's alright. So-called relationships and so-called favoritism are just human nature."

"For example, even now, you would rather give Li Yuanpei an extra article than think about helping Song Yi do anything."

"You're willing to help Luo Tingzhu, even help her with her research projects. Huang Xiruo from the anesthesiology department is also a beauty. Why don't you give her a try?" Deng Yong understood this principle perfectly, and that's what he had always done.

People are selfish.

Humans are the sum of social relationships, and everyone is inevitably biased; those who are impartial are not human.

“Master, the two examples you gave were truly classic.” Fang Ziye smiled wryly upon hearing this.

Song Yi was the master's student who caused Deng Yong to stumble.

Huang Xinuo, back in the operating room, in front of Luo Tingzhu, even after learning that he was her boyfriend, still added her as a friend and flirted with her. After that, her senior sister started to have some existential doubts...

Luo Tingzhu was also quite jealous.

Deng Yong returned with the tea set, instructed Fang Ziye to scald it with boiling water, and then said, "Sleeping on firewood and tasting gall is an ancient method. In our modern times, we can only learn from it, similar to cutting off one's tail to survive."

"If someone really wants to find fault with you, Fang Ziye, they should start with the people around you!"

"When you can't find anyone to help you, you can find someone who wants to kick you when you're down."

"This is also a way for the innocent to clear their name, do you understand?" Deng Yong asked.

Fang Ziye's eyelids flickered slightly, and he swallowed hard a few times: "Master, don't tell me that what happened between you and Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi was something you arranged yourself?"

"I can't accept this result."

Wang Yuanqi was in a terrible predicament. If Deng Yong really did such a thing, and did it intentionally, then his public image would be ruined, and his image in Fang Ziye's mind would be completely destroyed.

Deng Yong shook his head: "This matter has nothing to do with me. If he hadn't come prepared all of a sudden, I wouldn't have lost so miserably!"

"Wang Yuanqi?"

“Master really did let him down, wasting a lot of his time…” Deng Yong’s tone was troubled and complicated.

He wanted to keep him, but if he didn't help him, Wang Yuanqi might not be able to stay in the hospital. If he helped him, the other party would find someone he couldn't budge to personally intervene a year later and crush him like a mountain!
This matter would never have escalated to this point if someone of that caliber hadn't intervened.

The people at Zhongnan Hospital won't "jump ship" either!
Deng Yong said, "Of course, this matter has both advantages and disadvantages. The reason you were also involved is because you graduated in the same year as Wang Yuanqi and joined the company in the same year."

"Secondly, once you're involved, you'll have a team backing you up!"

"What team?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Han City University!~"

“Previously, you were mostly looking at it from the perspective of Zhongnan Hospital. An associate professor wouldn’t be particularly valued by Han City University, because Han City University has so many famous professors and renowned experts in their fields.”

"Even if you compare reputation with Academician Gui of the Department of Infectious Diseases at Zhongnan Hospital, can you?" (Please do not apply this to reality.)
"With this investigation, the main target is me. You, Fang Ziye, are implicated. Not only did others discover that you had no loopholes, but they also uncovered your existence from another level."

"Similarly, some minor oversights were discovered during this inspection, and the school took care of cleaning them up as well."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye asked curiously, "Master, for example?"

Fang Ziye thought to himself, "I think I've been cautious enough in my actions, haven't I?"

"You're still not convinced?"

"For example, did you attend any theoretical courses during your doctoral studies?"

Did you take your exam?

"Do you have GPA?" Deng Yong asked four questions in a row, his face full of disdain.

Fang Ziye was still abroad that semester, and he graduated immediately after returning to China. He had no GPA whatsoever.

“Master, I took the exam and got GPA, you can’t just say that!” Fang Ziye said, touching his nose.

Some lies you have to believe yourself, otherwise no one else can cover for you.

I had an exam, so I flew back to China to take it. What's wrong with that?

A school GPA and exam scores are far less important than a graduation certificate. They are only useful when you first start looking for a job, as they won't be relevant for your second job search.

"A promising young man!" Deng Yong was not angry at Fang Ziye's tone of certainty, which was not based on anything he had said. Instead, he felt admiration.

There's nothing we can do about it. Yuan Weihong once said that he would rather die than admit that his first article was published by himself.

Fang Ziye wasn't afraid of others making him retake the exam.

Because no one will do that.

Otherwise, the person who asked him to retake the exam would also be required to retake the university-level exam, and would also fail.

If a semester passes and you still have to take the exam, you might still fail. If that were to happen, all university students in the country would be on edge...

"Master, is there anything else?" Fang Ziye asked again.

This time, Fang Ziye came to fill in the gaps and make up for any shortcomings, so he hoped to cleanse himself of all the unclear and ambiguous issues.

"Of course."

"You didn't pay your taxes during your graduate studies, did you..." Deng Yong blurted out again.

And this sentence is quite harsh.

Students do not pay taxes, so they do not receive wages.

But Fang Ziye's bank card shows a fixed "income" every month, and it's not low, which is hard to explain.

However, no one would bother to investigate further; there are plenty of people in this world who receive cash wages, and Fang Ziye also has some cash income...

"There's one more thing, and it's the most crucial one. You need to be careful!~"

"That's about the development of new techniques. In the future, you must clearly state that this project is led by me and Liu Huanglong, and you are responsible for the theoretical organization and design. You can't just openly say that you are leading it yourself."

Deng Yong touched his nose sheepishly.

Without him.

Fang Ziye was just a resident physician at the time, and it was absurd for him to lead a new research project and a new surgical procedure.

Don't think too much about breaking the rules or anything like that. It sounds cool, but in reality, there are many hidden pitfalls!

Fang Ziye chatted with Deng Yong for a while longer, and Deng Yong pointed out a few more insignificant issues.

Deng Yongcai said, "I learned this approach from your mentor, Li Guohua."

"Your advisor is a good person in every way, except that he is a bit aloof."

Deng Yong steered the conversation toward Professor Li Guohua, and Fang Ziye became curious again: "Master, did Grandmaster really handle such a huge matter all by himself the year before last?"

"The other professors didn't eat a single drop of meat?"

Fang Ziye dared not deny that, due to the era, for a period of time, doctors' performance was directly linked to the department's profits or to the cost of medical supplies.

But in these kinds of situations, whoever is investigated is the one who suffers.

After all, doctors are doctors, not just salespeople who take commissions and kickbacks.

Back in Fang Ziye's school days, such things weren't allowed. Maybe they existed, but they wouldn't be done openly.

Fortunately, Fang Ziye was lucky and had a lot of extra income, so he could achieve financial freedom to a certain extent without having to resort to these crooked methods.

“Your advisor is old after all; no matter how much you bet on him, it’s still just a few things.”

He carried it all on his own!

“My master didn’t make any false accusations. If those people in power now still want to frame someone, then all those old comrades might as well go in and play mahjong.”

"However, my teacher has better connections than I do!"

After Deng Yong finished speaking, he gently shook his head: "My master has a truly extensive network of connections; I can't compare to him."

Fang Ziye had personally experienced the extent of his advisor's connections; with just one phone call, his business in Enshi was given the green light.

Even Fang Ziye can't do this now.

However, this did not stop Fang Ziye from thinking about the matter: "Is it because the advisor was fair?"

"Similar to Ke Da Xia?"

In the novel, Ke Zhen'e comes from humble origins, his martial arts skills are not particularly high, and he even has a very bad temper and a sharp tongue. However, he is a person of noble character, and even the Five Greats cannot be as righteous and awe-inspiring as he is!
His reputation as a chivalrous hero is well-deserved, and once this special label was established, more people respected him.

When Deng Yong was a child, the novel *The Legend of the Condor Heroes* was popular, and he had read it carefully. He nodded, "Pretty much, I guess?!"

“At Zhongnan Hospital, there are hardly any of my fellow students left. You can imagine how ruthless Professor Li was back then.”

Similarly, while paving the way for others, they also remember the favor he did.

"If you look at other hospitals in Wuhan, there is no other institution or department that is so pure."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye finally understood why so many people followed Li Guohua's lead when he wanted to remove Deng Yong from his position as director!

Not only did Li Guohua serve as the administrative director of the orthopedics department, but Professor Xiong Zhizhang, and even Professor Du Xinzhan now, and perhaps some of the hospital's leaders, all respected him!

If someone says they want to chop someone up, they just twist the knife and chop. Can you really argue with someone like that?

Fang Ziye then said, "Master, that's not right either?"

"So, according to that logic, the advisor probably didn't take that money?"

"He was framed?"

Deng Yong glanced at Fang Ziye and said irritably, "Why don't you let someone else go in and see? Look at those who went in with Professor Li Guohua, how many of them came out this quickly?"

Fang Ziye laughed after hearing this.

Well, maybe Fang Ziye is overthinking it. Maybe Professor Li Guohua didn't actually go in; he just used that name and was "confined" to his home!
They only told the public that he had gone inside.

Li Guohua, the advisor, must have had a very interesting life, but it's a great pity that Fang Ziye doesn't know much about his deeds.

On the contrary, Fang Ziye had a deeper understanding of another advisor, Professor Dong Yaohui. ...

Fang Ziye returned to Enshi from Hanshi the next day. Although he had to fly to Kyoto for an academic conference on Friday, he still chose to return to Enshi.

The surgeries scheduled for this week must be completed successfully.

Sitting on the high-speed train, Fang Ziye recalled his conversation with his mentor Deng Yong and finally understood a principle.

Because everyone stands in a different position, the truth they see is completely different, and their ways of thinking are also very different.

My mentors Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong, my grandmaster Li Guohua, Professor Li Yongjun, and even Dean Chen Song—everyone has a different perspective and different ideas.

These are just some people I know well.

What are people I don't even know thinking? What are their perspectives? Are there shortcomings in their way of handling things that I can't identify?
This is a real human world, a world that can accommodate all kinds of people.

Everyone has a different way of dealing with things.

Only then did Fang Ziye fully understand that another key factor that enabled him to leave Zhongnan Hospital so smoothly was the intervention of his advisor.

He would be the first to object if anyone dared to stop Fang Ziye.

It was essentially a case of external communication and internal coordination, and Fang Ziye's departure procedures from Zhongnan Hospital were completed relatively smoothly.

People need help; when a wall falls, everyone pushes it down.

"Ziye, when you are forging ahead and expanding your own empire of desire, you must also do a good job of internal affairs."

"You don't have to do these tasks yourself, but you must have this mindset."

"Otherwise, you won't be able to move forward."

"The world is not as clear as you think, but it is not absolutely dirty either. If you have no problems yourself, once you have a certain foundation, no one can harm you."

"There will be people to help you, so you must absolutely grasp your own fundamentals and safeguard them!"

My master's words still echoed in my ears.

Fang Ziye knew that his mentor, Deng Yong, hoped that he could enter the highest hall of scientific research in China. This process required three things: first, accumulation of knowledge and experience; second, the help of benefactors; and third, the ability to establish himself.

If you have a pile of shit in your butt, you definitely can't get through.

Never harbor any illusions; even if you are completely spotless, reaching that point is extremely difficult.

"After thinking it over, I realized that I was happier when I was a resident physician. A simple meal together could bring me joy for a long time."

"The pressure I feel is just working in the hospital, not..." Fang Ziye felt a heavy weight on his shoulders.

With the attention from your master and grandmaster, the promotion of the entire orthopedics department, and even the efforts of hospitals and schools, if you still don't move forward, you'll be letting down the green light they've given you.

Similarly, Professor Duan Hong from Tongji Hospital was also working hard on his own.

A person cannot have only enemies, nor can they have only friends.

There are those who add flowers to brocade, and there are those who snatch charcoal in the snow!
We must confront this head-on.

However, Fang Ziye actually thought that some of his teacher's ideas were rather 'funny'...

After all, the most outstanding person in the Department of Orthopedics at Zhongnan Hospital is at most the Executive Deputy Director of the National Trauma Surgery Department; none of them are big names like those nominated for the National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars or academicians.

Therefore, for the Department of Orthopedics at Zhongnan Hospital, developing such a top-notch talent is the most important task.

Zhongnan Hospital would also like to see this...

All of this is never the ultimate goal at Enshi Sanatorium, and the sanatorium does not even recommend that you strive in this direction. Enshi Sanatorium aims to benchmark itself against world-class teaching hospitals like Mayo Clinic.

A comprehensive research institution that fully integrates clinical practice, teaching, and research, and operates on a sanatorium-based appointment system.

The goal of the sanatorium is to find cures for incurable diseases and to create a place of treatment for those who are unaware of them!
Even the goals of the Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences might not be as pure as those here. Fang Ziye felt that after stepping into this place, he had also felt like he had been screwed over.

After reviewing Chen Song's resume, one might find the ideas of many people at Zhongnan Hospital rather ridiculous...

There's a sense of incongruity, like having 100 million in savings but desperately hoping for a monthly salary of over 10,000.

Fang Ziye shook his head abruptly and murmured, "Fang Ziye, you mustn't let the sanatorium lead you astray."

"You must first be a person before you can achieve anything; you must first become a person with desires before you can finally abandon your desires..."

……

Upon returning to the sanatorium, Fang Ziye immediately drove to Chen Song's courtyard to report.

He had taken leave, so he needed to come back and explain to Dean Chen Song what he was actually doing there.

However, as soon as he pushed open the courtyard gate, he heard Chen Guangbai's voice.

Moreover, it was Chen Guangbai who was pleading: "Dad, I really have limited energy. The business has expanded too much, and I can't manage to wrap it up myself!"

"Dad, you have to help me!"

Chen and Song cursed, "If you can't clean up this mess, you have to clean it up anyway!"

"Stop expanding into new markets and start cleaning up our internal affairs!"

"You haven't even managed the people around you properly, how are you going to expand outwards? Do you want to die?"

To repel external threats, we must first pacify internal strife!

This seems similar to the principle that Deng Yong taught Fang Ziye, but the way it is expressed is different.

After Fang Ziye followed Chen Song into the reception room, Fang Ziye asked, "Dean Chen, am I disturbing you? If you and Boss Chen have important matters to discuss, I can come back another day to report to you."

"Tell me about your situation first. What I need to say to him can't be explained in just a few words," Chen Song waved his hand.
Clearly, the problems that have arisen at Chen Guangbai's company, both overt and covert, are likely quite significant.

Fang Ziye had no right to know about these things, let alone help with them.

"Dean Chen, speaking of which, I still have to thank Mr. Chen. If it weren't for Mr. Chen's help this time, this matter might have really burned me to the ground." Fang Ziye said, feeling a wave of fear afterward.

"Let's leave the matter of expressing gratitude aside. Generally, when capable people want to find your weaknesses or design vulnerabilities for you, they won't inform you in advance."

"The methods are similar, but the specific forms of expression are diverse."

Chen Song continued, "Professor Fang, you just need to do your job. Our sanatorium has little to do with Chen Guangbai. He's just a businessman."

"Our sanatorium is not based on the Guangbai Group!"

"What we're doing isn't for the Guangbai Group. You must understand that."

Chen and Song were very blunt.

If Guangbai Group really wants to challenge the sanatorium, it will be Guangbai Group that collapses, no matter how powerful it is.

As long as it's within China's territory, it's a junior.

Once abroad, he becomes even more of a younger brother.

Fang Ziye replied, "Dean Chen, I will do my job well. This time it was indeed a sudden event that caused me to ask for leave, which delayed the surgery schedule for this week."

"However, I will try my best to complete the surgery today and tomorrow, and do it well," Fang Ziye assured.

Chen Song told him not to meddle in other people's business, so of course he didn't.

Fang Ziye knew perfectly well how capable he truly was.

His current network of connections is of no help in this regard. Perhaps if Chen Song were to step in, the problem wouldn't be too difficult to resolve.

"Yes, I've recently heard about some of the achievements from the sanatorium's research area, and they're very good."

"They are all related to you in some way or less."

"Standardized prosthetic models for treating bone defects, the combined use of a miniature circulatory system with orthopedic tumors, and the establishment of a vascular model for synovial sarcoma."

"You can rest assured and move forward with confidence regarding these basic aspects, Fang Ziye. If you still need help, I will try my best to get you all the ones you want to mention," Chen Song said.

Although the sanatorium has extensive connections, it cannot persuade the academicians that Fang Ziye wants to target for treatment to come over; it simply cannot do that.

Unless it is a particularly important and highly confidential topic, you can ask them to participate and sign a confidentiality agreement.

The treatments that Fang Ziye has developed so far are only in the field of routine medicine, and it is impossible for them to serve the sanatorium.

"Thank you for your kindness, Dean Chen. Our team doesn't need any more manpower right now!" Fang Ziye said.

"Alright, you can go back now. You have surgery this afternoon, so I won't keep you for dinner. I also have a lot to take care of."

After Chen Song finished speaking, he added, "I saw Chen Guangbai when I went out, so I asked him to come over."

"Okay!" Fang Ziye nodded immediately and left.

Chen Song and Chen Guangbai were destined to be father and son, and Chen Song could not possibly ignore Chen Guangbai's life or death.

No matter how much trouble he caused.

Upon returning to the sanatorium, Fang Ziye immediately left the operating room.

Moreover, it involves both trauma surgery and hand surgery, with Fang Ziye only performing the key procedures and then moving to another operating room afterward.

After the critical procedures in this operating room were completed, another group of people were left to handle the follow-up work, while Fang Ziye went to the operating room next door to handle the critical procedures.

This process involved four separate transactions.

In just half a day, Fang Ziye finished cleaning up all four surgeries scheduled for the week, right before dawn.

There's only one surgery left on Friday. Once Fang Ziye finishes it, he can fly to Kyoto.

When Fang Ziye returned to the villa, Luo Tingzhu was still awake and was diligently processing data in her study upstairs.

Fang Ziye, still in his pajamas, invited her to walk with him into the master bedroom.

"Senior brother, are you going to Kyoto again tomorrow?" Luo Tingzhu kept a close eye on Fang Ziye's movements, so she didn't ask about his experiences in Han City.

"Yes, do you want to come with me?"

"I only have Hu Qingyuan with me right now," Fang Ziye asked.

"I dont go."

"It was a professor from the sanatorium who spoke to Director Chen about me, so Director Chen wants me to go to the anesthesiology department of your sanatorium as well."

"Wu Xuanqi also recommended me, saying that if I participate in the anesthesia, then you won't need to be the chief surgeon for future functional reconstruction surgeries," Luo Tingzhu said.

Fang Ziye laughed upon hearing this.

Motor-sensory separation anesthesia, a miraculous technique that complements functional reconstruction surgery, remains the pinnacle and cutting-edge operation in anesthesiology.

Luo Tingzhu is skilled, proficient, and at the forefront of the anesthesiology department.

Even the professors in the sanatorium might not be as specialized as her.

However, Chen Song had not conducted an in-depth investigation into Luo Tingzhu, which is why they did not react or investigate immediately. It took them almost two months for the matter to take hold before they finally remembered it.

Oh, there are some experts in the lab.

"That's great. What do you think?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Me? I actually prefer to focus on scientific research first, but Dean Chen's benefits and treatment are too good." Luo Tingzhu said with some hesitation.

This offer appealed to her!

"Then you can decide for yourself. Ultimately, we will be clinicians first, and then researchers."

“By the way, Tingzhu, I’ve been thinking about this for a long, long time, and I’ve finally remembered the key factor in the treatment of that malignant nonunion patient at our sanatorium.”

"It's a puncture!"

"Puncture and local anesthesia can be used for treatment, not only for nerve block, but also for the treatment of various orthopedic diseases."

"Tingzhu, you can refine your skills in this direction."

“In the future, your anesthesiology department may have its own dedicated wards and dedicated treatment for specific diseases, really!” Fang Ziye said.

Fang Ziye figured this out the day before yesterday when he was in Wuhan.

It has been almost five months since that aunt left the sanatorium, and Fang Ziye finally figured out the key to how he cured her nonunion of bones without surgery.

It must be a puncture!
Theory is fundamental, but the accuracy of drug delivery via puncture is also a very crucial aspect of this process.

"Senior, I've thought about this question too. I'm doing anesthesia model and standard anesthesia node analysis, aren't I?"

"I have considered this issue, but I haven't thought about it in depth yet."

"Sigh, there's not enough time."

"The combination of this bone tumor and the microcirculation device will keep us busy for a while now," Luo Tingzhu said, snuggling into Fang Ziye's arms.

The two fell asleep in each other's arms, and soon they were both snoring...

The following day, at 2 PM.

After finishing his surgery, Fang Ziye took his student Hu Qingyuan directly to the airport in a ride-hailing car.

This time, he wanted to take Hu Qingyuan to broaden his horizons.

To repel external threats, one must first secure internal stability.

To achieve good results, one must pay attention to one's own students. Hu Qingyuan is currently the more talented of the three students. Attracting his interest is the key point to address.

I wonder if this academic conference chaired by an academician will help him find the right direction in life...

It's not just about money.

On the way, Fang Ziye received a message from Wu Xuanqi, who was asking Fang Ziye for advice...

"Ziye, tell me, with you around, do the rest of us in the trauma surgery department have any chance of survival?" Wu Xuanqi sent a voice message, his tone desolate.

(End of this chapter)