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Chapter 624 So I'm a Big Shot After All? (Please Subscribe)
Luo Tingzhu's body was warm and soft, with a faint fragrance, like snow melting in the winter sun. This was what Fang Ziye felt as soon as he got off the high-speed train.

She was so open and generous that she almost threw herself into his arms, only reluctantly leaving when Professor Li Yongjun next door coughed meaningfully.

"Let's go back and be lovey-dovey later. It's not convenient to do this in public, is it?" Li Yongjun had just suffered a setback in Kyoto, and now he was shamelessly flirting with the young girl to vent his anger.

Luo Tingzhu's cheeks flushed slightly, but she was no longer the girl who blushed easily. She stood steadily beside Fang Ziye, giving Lan Tianluo and Jie Han, who were watching the commotion, a sharp warning in her eyes.

She couldn't control Professor Li Yongjun's 'teasing,' but she could still manage her two junior fellow students.

"Senior brother, this way, my sister asked me to bring your car over."

"Brother Nie drove Senior Brother Wu Xuanqi's car." Lan Tianluo didn't bother with Luo Tingzhu's audacity and shamelessness.

Several years ago, when Luo Tingzhu first went abroad, she boldly hugged Fang Ziye and left quickly. That scene had long since faded her initial shyness in his heart.

These days, kissing in the street is commonplace, let alone a hug.

Nie Mingxian said, "Teacher, over here...you haven't eaten yet, have you? Let's go get some food together."

Nie Mingxian's concerns were quite practical.

After Li Yongjun moved from Beijing to Hubei Province, Nie Mingxian felt much more confident, whether working at a sanatorium or other teaching hospitals.

Currently, Professor Li Yongjun's status in the Chinese academic community is top-tier, second only to a few big names like Academician Cheng Xiaoping. No one can bully him now...

If Fang Ziye's teacher, Deng Yong, or even Liu Huanglong, wanted to bully him again, they'd have to think twice. Nie Mingxian even envied Fang Ziye for having such a protective teacher as Deng Yong...

Now he has it too.

Ordinary people's lives are very ordinary and down-to-earth. International disputes, difficulties, and tariffs have no direct relationship with ordinary people.

The farmhouse courtyard, where everyone loves to eat firewood-cooked chicken, is already filled with all kinds of cars.

As people got off the bus, some toasted each other, some exchanged pleasantries, some had family dinners, and some gathered with friends.

The people at Fang Ziye's sanatorium are regular and big clients. They booked private rooms in advance, so the owner was very accommodating and reserved one of the private rooms during the peak period.

After Luo Tingzhu gave the last four digits of Fang Ziye's phone number, everyone successfully took their seats.

The choice of dishes had already been decided: reduce the amount of meat by one pound per person, and include a variety of dishes such as chicken, pork intestines, and pork belly.

In Enshi, when you eat at these farmhouses, you don't need to order vegetarian dishes; the owner will provide them directly. They even give you chicken blood, bok choy, cilantro, and other ingredients to cook in the hot pot, as well as potstickers...

After ordering, Nie Mingxian cautiously asked, "Teacher, is there anything too dangerous for this meeting?"

"The last time they really messed us up."

Li Yongjun tapped the table and hummed twice.

Nie Mingxian immediately shut his mouth!

However, Nie Mingxian's words aroused the absolute curiosity of Fang Ziye and the other three children.

The keywords "hot potato" and "damaged" are particularly irritating.

"Teacher, Jie Han, Lan Tianluo, Ziye, and Tingzhu are all close friends. We're currently working very closely together on our project, and Ziye is even giving extra tutoring to the other students!"

“The research projects of the rest of us are all integrated,” Nie Mingxian explained.

After completing a research project on the combined use of a microcirculatory system and chemotherapy for bone tumors, Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia discovered that the abilities of Luo Tingzhu and others should not be underestimated.

Therefore, they also discussed with several people that they could work together on subsequent research on interventional tumor treatment.

The more core members a team has, the lower the margin for error, the more replaceable the team becomes, and the easier it is for everyone to work.

Li Yongjun sighed and said, "Actually, it's not that we can't say it, but last time we burned holes in something so hot that we had to slink out of there."

"Eight years ago, I also attended a similar conference, but I was even more unlucky back then. My friend and I were forced to take on a research project."

"This mandatory task forced us to abandon our original project on modifying the miniature circulator that Nie Mingxian and I had been working on together!"

"but?"

"There weren't many 'buts,' but we were still given the opportunity. It's all about the winner taking all," Li Yongjun said calmly.

His words led Fang Ziye to deduce some things.

Professor Li Yongjun left Peking Union Medical College Hospital partly due to competition within the department, and partly due to the failure of his mission.

But everyone knew that Li Yongjun's failure was not because of his incompetence, but because the task was too difficult, so he resigned and went to work at Kyoto Hospital, where he remained the head of the vascular surgery department.

Fang Ziye said, "Teacher Li, you have a wealth of experience and knowledge in all areas. I hope you can give us younger generations more guidance in the future."

"If there is anything we could do better in our research or clinical work, we hope you can give us some pointers."

There is no false person under the great reputation.

To say that Li Yongjun single-handedly led his team to take on half of Hubei Province might be an exaggeration, but if you give Li Yongjun a few resident physicians to help him, it would be no problem for him to take on the vascular surgery department of Zhongnan Hospital.

Li Yongjun understood that Fang Ziye did not want him to say anything more about the meeting, because Fang Ziye did not want Luo Tingzhu and the others' Dao hearts to be shaken.

However, Li Yongjun still had his own thoughts: "Ziye, I have to be honest with you about something, which is that I borrowed your name this time."

"That's why I was able to go alone and return alone!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye blinked and smiled, "Professor Li, it is an honor for our team that you are willing to help us advance the research project."

"You are Brother Nie Mingxian's teacher, and our team warmly welcomes you."

Li Yongjun said, "Ziye, do you think I, a vascular surgeon, would have nothing better to do than think about researching ALS?"

"Alright, alright, I'm in a good mood today. Tomorrow's still a holiday, let's open a bar, beer is fine too..."

"Mingxian, go and buy some things," Li Yongjun instructed.

Nie Mingxian immediately and obediently left the room...

Nie Mingxian has also contributed to the basic scientific research of the sanatorium, so his current salary is high and he does not need support from others. His income is even higher than when he worked before.

……

After dinner, Fang Ziye and the others took a taxi home.

Even Luo Tingzhu drank half a glass of beer, her face flushed.

Inside the villa, the lights were warm. Fang Ziye noticed that during the few days he was away, Luo Tingzhu had reduced her trips to the laboratory and had slightly decorated the villa.

There are lots of cute cushions now, and more play mats on the floor. They also have adorable patterns.

Luo Tingzhu's face was flushed with wine. Although she wasn't drunk, she was slightly tipsy. She sat in front of the mirror at the dressing table, applied a face mask, and then turned around to ask, "Senior brother, what did Professor Li Yongjun mean by what he said before dinner?"

"Could it be that the topic of ALS was imposed on him by someone else?"

"If this kind of research project fails, you can't advance? Isn't that a strange rule?"

Fang Ziye shook his head: "I don't know. Professor Li may not have finished speaking. You should ask less about this."

"I'm increasingly realizing that the further you go, the more cautious you have to be. You have to proceed step by step. Sometimes the pitfalls you step into aren't dug by others, but rather you dig one yourself unintentionally and end up burying yourself in it."

“Tingzhu, I’m so envious of Hu Qingyuan and the others…” Fang Ziye looked at Hu Qingyuan’s WeChat Moments, his tone full of sighs.

Hu Qingyuan's WeChat Moments are very simple; it's just that he and several of his senior classmates went to a holiday gathering.

Barbecue stalls, meat skewers, and eggplant with garlic sauce!
There were two senior students, Han Jingyi, and a group of people walking carefree under the streetlights.

Caption: Stealing half a day of leisure from a busy life.

Hu Qingyuan is truly remarkable. He's only a bachelor's degree graduate, yet he's financially independent, possesses exceptional insight, and has only recently begun his research career.

Yes, it's true that a few people getting together for a meal can be something to look forward to for a long time.

At an age where one drink is enough to make one feel like giving orders and talking about the state of the nation.

But what is Fang Ziye doing now?
Clean up the mess for yourself, find solutions to the 'mistakes' you made unintentionally back then and the loopholes you left behind.

Some landmines, planted unintentionally or intentionally, are exploding one by one.

Even the "care" from his teacher, whom he was so proud of, almost shattered Fang Ziye into pieces.

Is graduating early great?

It's awesome, really awesome! I can start working early, graduate early, become a chief resident early, get promoted early, earn money early, have income early, receive praise from others, feel envy from others, and find it unbelievable to others...

But life is a long journey, so long that graduating a year or two early won't have much of an impact on your future.

If you want to be unconventional, you'd better follow the rules to avoid being criticized.

The path of medicine is too long, so long that Fang Ziye is now an associate professor and associate chief physician, and can barely be considered an academic leader in a certain subspecialty in Hubei Province, but he has only seen the tip of the iceberg.

Trauma surgery is just a subspecialty of orthopedics, orthopedics is just a small branch of surgery, and surgery is just a specialty of clinical medicine, which is just a branch of medicine.

Trauma surgery, orthopedics, surgery, clinical medicine, medicine—after focusing on these areas, you'll also discover the discipline of 'international medicine'.

"Senior brother? You went to a meeting this time? Are you very tired?" Luo Tingzhu saw Fang Ziye sitting on the playmat, walked over, gathered the hem of her pajamas, and sat down next to Fang Ziye.

"Tingzhu, did you have any relatives who ran a small shop or grew fruit when you were a child? Or anything similar..." Fang Ziye asked.

For example, if you have a relative who grows jujubes, you can eat jujubes for free when you visit their house!

People in your village might be able to buy some dates at a low price.

However, if these dates are bought by outside businessmen, they will definitely raise the price. But if they are passed through several middlemen, the price that reaches the consumer will definitely surprise you.

The most advanced place in modern medicine is not China, so many patients in China cannot enjoy this benefit.

Even if others grow the same fruit varieties as you, the taste of fruit from different regions will still be different.

Now, China has almost no "medicinal" trees left, but without consuming these "fruits," a large number of people will be driven to the brink of death.

It's not just about bankrupting a family.

The reason Fang Ziye only thought of so much after returning was because he saw Nie Mingxian.

Nie Mingxian!

A top student from the original eight-year program at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, who had been favored by Professor Li Yongjun, a top vascular surgeon in China, and taken as his "last disciple," should have had a bright future ahead of him.

But he chose to resign so that his father could have money for medical treatment, and then practiced medicine at several locations in Enshi.

To get a job at another hospital, he never took a taxi, always squeezing onto the bus. But in truth, Nie Mingxian always harbored a dream...

Nie Mingxian's situation is similar to Wu Xuanqi's, but also different. Wu Xuanqi suffered retrograde amnesia after being beaten, and during that period, he couldn't make it in Tongji Hospital, so he had to come back to recuperate, working while continuing to study.

Nie Mingxian has always been at his peak.

Moreover, in order to earn money, Nie Mingxian initially gave up surgery and went to work in anesthesiology because anesthesiology paid more than vascular surgery...

To see the whole leopard from a single spot.

Nie Mingxian's experience was by no means the most tragic or the most helpless.

Luo Tingzhu is not Fang Ziye, so she doesn't have Fang Ziye's sentiments and perspective.

He nodded: "Yes, we have. They're relatives, and usually, picking a few fruits from the orchard is free. When my grandmother was alive, these relatives would often bring us fruits to eat."

"After my grandfather passed away, fewer people came to pay their respects."

The interpersonal relationships and customs in a village are actually a microcosm of the entire society.

No one asks the poor in the downtown area, and the rich has distant relatives in the mountains.

As Luo Tingzhu finished speaking, she suddenly tensed up and raised her neck: "Senior brother, could you please stop touching me for now?"

"I don't..." Fang Ziye was just an ordinary person to begin with.

Luo Tingzhu couldn't resist either; a man and a woman alone in a room, what could she possibly do to resist...?

The so-called "spiritedness" means that even a demonic heart can become as holy as a Buddha after being invigorated, let alone Fang Ziye's troubles.

After a tender moment, the two took a shower and fell asleep contentedly.

The next day, without the alarm clock startling them, the two slept until ten o'clock in the morning before waking up, only to be woken up by Fang Ziye's phone ringing.

"I'm not having breakfast, I want to sleep a little longer," Luo Tingzhu said softly, pulling the blanket over her head.

Clearly, Fang Ziye's indulgent behavior last night had made it difficult for her to maintain her habit of waking up early. Fang Ziye chose to go outside to answer a phone call from Li Yongjun: "Ziye, you're getting more and more relaxed, aren't you?"

"You just got back from the meeting, and you're not going to report back to Dean Chen?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye quickly replied, "Teacher Li, I was too tense during the meeting, so I slept too soundly after I got back and forgot to set an alarm. I'll be right there."

“Dean Chen is at his house. He said if you can find the location, I won’t send you the location, since you have a car anyway.”

“Okay, Professor Li!” Fang Ziye replied quickly.

After glancing at Luo Tingzhu in the room, Fang Ziye still ordered her a bowl of noodles for breakfast.

Whether you eat it or not is not important; what's important is having it.

Fang Ziye stretched and thought that the reason why the emperor stopped holding morning court was not really the emperor's fault.

After quickly washing up and rubbing his face, Fang Ziye changed into a clean and tidy hoodie and went to the parking lot. Then he drove to the courtyard of Dean Chen Song.

When Fang Ziye arrived, Li Yongjun was just leaving.

Chen Song watched Fang Ziye drive into the parking lot in the yard before saying, "Professor Li, why don't you go pick up a car when you have time?"

"This makes traveling more convenient."

Li Yongjun smiled and said, "Okay, Dean Chen, I also plan to go and take a look today."

"It's too much trouble to drive all the way from Kyoto." Li Yongjun owns a car, a house, and a license plate in Kyoto. He is a recipient of Kyoto's Category A talent introduction policy, which offers him excellent benefits.

Even if Li Yongjun resigns after working for so many years, he will not lose these existing benefits.

Chen and Song didn't stand on ceremony.

The perk he gave Li Yongjun was just enough to buy a car, which would cost at most two months' salary!
"Teacher Li, where are you going? Let me give you a ride?" Fang Ziye said politely.

Li Yongjun said irritably, "If you had come earlier, I really wouldn't have been so polite with you. I've already sent Mingxian to borrow a car."

"You go ahead and do your thing!"

"I'm sorry, Teacher Li," Fang Ziye apologized.

“I understand. He’s young, full of energy and vitality, he needs to let it out.” Li Yongjun was shameless and didn’t treat Fang Ziye like an outsider at all.

Because he was different from Deng Yong, he was not Fang Ziye's teacher, and he felt that he could get along with Fang Ziye as an equal.

Li Yongjun is an academician in every other sense except for not being one!

I've seen everything I need to see, so I don't feel there's a huge gap between me and Fang Ziye.

Even now, he can still stand in a high position and watch Fang Ziye frolic.

After Fang Ziye got out of the car, Dean Chen Song received several more phone calls, but Chen Song only said a few "uh-huhs" and didn't say anything else.

"Dean Chen, I overslept, I'm so sorry," Fang Ziye said.

When he left, Dean Chen Song specifically entrusted his duties to Pang Longshan and Dou Kaigong. However, Fang Ziye and Li Yongjun both returned, while Pang Longshan and Dou Kaigong were left in Kyoto to "rest temporarily."

Fang Ziye didn't want to find out exactly what the two had gone through, but he didn't report it immediately either, which was indeed a bit of a bad attitude.

Chen Song looked Fang Ziye up and down: "You went to the meeting this time, and despite your perfectly good image of being bullied, no one made things difficult for you?"

"It seems that Old Master Xie's son is quite sensible and knows his place."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye shook his head: "Dean Chen, I don't know either. In our oncology group, an academician had a few arguments with the meeting's host."

"However, Team Leader Xie did speak with me privately."

"Associate Professor Xie Shulan's supervisor, Professor Liu Lizhi, also came."

Chen Song said, "They've been used as pawns, but it's alright, it's harmless and hasn't damaged their fundamentals."

There's no need for us to tear each other apart.

"Tell me in detail what you discussed in this meeting. I'm quite curious about what exactly is being discussed in these kinds of meetings these days."

“I suspect the others are also quite wary of me,” Chen Song asked.

Without visiting Kyoto, Fang Ziye had no way of understanding the extent of Chen Song's power back then!
Being able to sit as the host proves that Chen Song has more than just academic status; he also has other identities.

Moreover, considering that most of the past and newly elected academicians in orthopedics come from military hospitals, including the current prominent professors, Fang Ziye could roughly guess the situation.

It's not that the technology in one place is actually better than that in other teaching hospitals, but rather that there is a certain degree of resource allocation, making it easier and more conducive to research, and thus easier to produce results, resulting in a relatively thicker accumulation of knowledge.

Fang Ziye then recounted his experiences over the past few days in detail.

Chen Song sighed softly and said, "Actually, I'm not a modern medicine practitioner, so I can't objectively assess the explosive potential of the project you're working on with those kids."

"However, based on descriptions from other professors, we can infer that if your project succeeds, it could break the existing pattern of cancer treatment."

"While it may not change the principles of cancer treatment, it can supplement those principles."

"That's right, Ziye, you must keep some key data safe when you publish articles and apply for patents, so that others can't easily copy it."

"Or, provide a tolerance range, ideally ensuring that even if others can replicate it, they will only achieve 30% or 40% of the effectiveness..."

Chen Song gave instructions.

Fang Ziye's heart skipped a beat, and he nodded: "Dean Chen, don't worry, we will do it first. In the process, there will definitely be thousands or tens of thousands of trial and error processes. We need to keep trying to find the optimal solution."

"For example, temperature, flux, and flow rate can all be very critical influencing factors."

"However, if we don't release this real data, its significance will be affected..."

Chen Song shook his head: "The treatment process doesn't need to be hidden, nor can the details of the treatment, but we won't say a word about things that can be replaced by instruments."

"You need to identify the strengths of our country's medical workers. They are all skilled at procedures, you know?"

"If you make the equipment good enough, you must first sharpen the tools."

"With good equipment and tools, many doctors in our country can unleash tremendous energy."

"Also, you need to familiarize yourself with this document..." Dean Chen Song had already prepared a photocopy of the document for Fang Ziye.

The Patent Cooperation Treaty!

It is an international treaty on cooperation in the field of patents, signed in 1970 and entered into force in 1978. The treaty provides a uniform procedure for applying for patents in contracting states.

Patent applications filed under the Patent Cooperation Treaty (PCT) are called international patent applications or PCT international applications. Since the adoption of the Paris Convention, it has been considered one of the most significant advancements in international cooperation in this field. However, it is primarily a treaty concerning the cooperation and legitimacy of the filing, search, and examination of patent applications, as well as the dissemination of the technical information contained therein.

The PCT does not apply to "international patent grants": the task and responsibility of granting patents still rest solely with the patent offices or designated agencies of the countries seeking patent protection.

The original text of the PCT is very long, but after careful reading, it can be summarized as follows:

The PCT is another significant international treaty following the Paris Convention. It laid the foundation for international cooperation among countries in the field of patents and made internationally unified provisions on the standards for accepting and examining patent applications.

Compared to the Paris Convention, under the PCT, within the treaty member states, if a resident or national of a country files an international patent application in one country using a prescribed language, it has the effect of filing national patent applications in each of the treaty member states and is recognized by each treaty member state as an international filing date.

Simply put, if the applicant submits an application written in Chinese or English directly to the State Intellectual Property Office of China within 12 months from the priority date, the application will have the effect of a regular national application in all PCT member countries from the international filing date once the international filing date is determined.

The applicant only needs to submit translations of the applications to the patent offices of the multiple countries to which they wish to obtain patents within 30 months from the priority date, and pay the corresponding fees...

"Dean Chen, this? Should I handle it?" Fang Ziye immediately realized how tricky it was.

"Of course you're not the one doing this kind of thing, are you kidding me?" Chen Song was so angry at Fang Ziye that he laughed.

"I'm letting you know that this is happening, so if you get the expected result, we'll proceed with this process as soon as possible."

"However, patents cannot be granted indiscriminately. Patent offices in other countries will also review the relevant data, and may even re-examine the data of the device after purchasing it."

“If the data is not accurate, it can be refuted by others,” Chen Song emphasized.

Patents are similar to academic papers, but have greater economic value. Once applied for, they are likely to be monitored at all times, so they require more caution.

Fang Ziye immediately reviewed the relevant articles and regulations.
To invalidate someone else's patent, the following steps must be followed: First, the person requesting the invalidation or partial invalidation of the patent right should pay the relevant fees as required, submit two copies of the invalidation request form, fill in the patent name, patent number and the facts and reasons on which it is based, and provide the necessary evidence.

Secondly, the Patent Reexamination Board will send a copy of the request and copies of relevant documents to the patentee, requiring them to submit their opinions within a specified period. The patentee may amend the patent documents, but may not expand the scope of protection of the original patent. Failure to respond within the specified period will not affect the Patent Reexamination Board's review.

Finally, the Patent Reexamination Board examines the invalidation request, makes a decision, and notifies the requesting party and the patentee. A patent right declared invalid is invalid from the beginning…

Upon seeing this, Fang Ziye's eyes lit up instinctively, because a brilliant, mischievous idea had been born within him.

However, Fang Ziye quickly dismissed the idea.

It's unethical to try to discredit someone else's patent through underhanded tactics. This is different from writing a letter attacking someone's paper; it's very likely to backfire unless you have truly sufficient evidence.

"Okay, Dean Chen." Fang Ziye nodded.

Chen Song said, "Actually, now that I think about it, it's not necessarily a bad thing that Grandpa Xie owes you a huge favor, or rather, that he made a big blunder."

"These kinds of meetings are usually a way for people to shift the pressure and blame when they really can't find a solution."

"Those without power or connections are the easiest targets, who will then put them on a pedestal with tasks that seem impossible to complete. It may seem like they're offering money and people, but that money isn't so easy to get."

"While it might not kill someone, it's certainly disgusting..."

The new era's demanding of the impossible.

Most professors don't even get to meet them because they're not qualified...

Fang Ziye: "..."

So, I guess I turned misfortune into blessing?
"What the hell is going on here? No wonder so many scholars are thinking of going abroad," Fang Ziye muttered to himself.

Chen Song wasn't deaf yet, and said, "The moon isn't necessarily rounder abroad. There are many similar things abroad, it's just that you usually don't know about them."

"Besides, don't some scholars who go abroad have their own ideas, besides contributing to foreign countries?"

"It cannot be ruled out that some people endured hardship and persevered for many years before finally bringing their teams back to China."

"There is also a small group of people who have given up their own reputation to provide convenient channels for some insightful people in China to study abroad."

"Of course, most people do want a better life and better treatment; it's a matter of personal opinion." Chen Song's vision was even broader than Fang Ziye had imagined.

Chen Song's words startled Fang Ziye, who then asked, "Some of the jokes circulating online aren't jokes, are they? Could they be true?"

"Don't ask around, a joke is just a joke!" Chen Song said.

Chen Song was also very cautious, and even when it came to Fang Ziye, he did not give a definite answer.

After all, those people were patriots to China, but a disaster for some foreign laboratories...

China welcomes knowledgeable people from abroad to come and develop their careers and contribute to China's scientific research, but it doesn't like them bringing a whole bunch of people back to their home countries.

Therefore, some things must be said with caution.

Fang Ziye then relayed some of the things he had heard from Xie Heng to Dean Chen Song.

Chen Song listened and nodded calmly.

"Well, okay, I see."

"But there's no particularly good solution either."

“At every level, there is a minimum standard, which is that you must be strong yourself. If you have no problems, I can guarantee that you will not have any problems.”

“If your teacher has no problems, I can also guarantee that he has problems, but if you yourselves really have problems, then there’s no way to remove that bottom line.”

“At least that’s my bottom line,” Chen Song replied.

Fang Ziye smiled upon hearing this, his voice frank: "Thank you, Dean Chen. Actually, you've been quite kind to me."

"It would be wrong to say that I bear no responsibility whatsoever for graduating early, because I accepted the teacher's decision and enjoyed the honor and convenience that this method brought me."

Chen Song said, "The problem isn't that big!"

"It would be good if you went to a meeting as soon as possible, at least you would know about the current environment and situation we are facing."

"So, if you look back at what happened at Chen Guangbai's company now, you might have a different perspective and feelings."

"Some people just can't stand seeing domestic medical companies do well." Chen Song sighed, feeling helpless, but he could only accept it for now.

(End of this chapter)