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Chapter 628 The Gatekeeper (Please Subscribe)
Fang Ziye looked at Professor Zhang Yue, knowing there was no way to avoid it, and said with a smile, "Hello Professor Zhang, have you eaten? My junior brother and I are planning to go eat."

"Professor Fang, let's not rush to eat. I really have something to discuss with you!" Professor Zhang Yue's long neck was held still, his expression serious.

The crow's feet at the corners of their eyes look like they've been etched there.

"Professor Zhang, we still need to eat. This is my junior brother, Lan Tianluo. If you don't mind, how about we grab a bite to eat nearby?"

"You've come from afar, so if there's anything you need to discuss, we can talk over a meal," Fang Ziye suggested.

……

At one o'clock in the afternoon, sunlight streamed through the mottled window frames, casting dappled patterns of light onto the slightly worn wooden tables and chairs of the "Old Street Corner" restaurant.

The air was filled with the aroma of braised prawns and the rich flavor of the old-fashioned broth, mixed with the soft conversations of customers and the clinking of bowls and chopsticks.

“Professor Zhang, you’re from Chengdu, so your taste should be numbing and spicy. Our crayfish in Wuhan is also quite good, and we also have home-style dishes. Do you think this place will be alright?” Fang Ziye asked with a smile.

Zhang Yue looked conflicted. "Professor Fang, do you think I really care what we eat together?"

"Let's go, let's go," Zhang Yue urged.

An elderly woman wearing a blue floral cotton shirt was deftly wiping the table. Her movements were skillful, and the calluses on her hands were particularly noticeable in the sunlight.

He looked up and asked, "Boss, how many of you are there?"

She greeted Fang Ziye and the others in Mandarin with a Jiangzhe accent, her eyes narrowed into slits.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye hesitated, but fortunately, another person with a Wuhan accent immediately spoke up: "Boss, come in and sit down..."

Fang Ziye and the other two then entered.

The three had just sat down in a booth by the window when they heard a slightly overweight man in a sharp suit talking loudly on his phone not far away: "...Yes, that project, I've already finalized it..."

As he spoke, he gestured wildly, spitting as he spoke, completely oblivious to the strange looks from the diners around him. The intermittent sound from the phone, mixed with background noise, made it difficult to make out keywords like "project" and "agreed upon."

Across from him sat an elderly man with gray hair, slowly sipping his tea, his eyes calm and profound, as if he were in another world, indifferent to the noise around him. The other diners seemed used to it, continuing to eat and chat quietly, ignoring the loudmouth.

……

Zhang Yue was in a good mood, feeling that this middle-aged man had given him a good start. After the three of them sat down at a booth, the waiter promptly served them tea.

After the tea began to steam, Zhang Yue stopped holding back and started talking: "Professor Fang, I came to Wuhan this time specifically to ask for your help."

“I previously applied for a research project related to orthopedic plate devices, but this project is currently facing some problems.”

"I know that Professor Fang has some experience in equipment improvement and research and development, so I hope that you can help me and give me your opinion." Professor Zhang Yue's voice was very deep, and after deliberately lowering the tone, it sounded even more authentic.

Professor Zhang Yue is so nervous because he can't seem to finish a certain research project.

If a research project cannot be completed, it will cause considerable trouble, regardless of its level.

Fang Ziye scratched his head and said, "Professor Zhang, actually, given our relationship, I shouldn't have refused your offer to help me."

“But Professor Zhang, I’m already running too big a business, I really don’t have the time.”

“If I really knew what to do but didn’t have time to help you, you would only feel worse.”

Zhang Yue nodded: "I understand this situation. Professor Fang, please rest assured, if you really have a solution, I will be able to bring the team to your laboratory."

“My project is 863, oh dear, you have no idea how anxious I am right now…” Professor Zhang Yue slapped the back of his right hand against the palm of his left hand.

Fang Ziye had no idea how anxious Professor Zhang Yue was, but he vividly remembered how Xie Shulan's inability to resolve the "Yu Yu Syndrome" led her grandfather, Xie Wucai, to take the risk of remotely attacking him.

Professor Zhang Yue's research project has more funding and is at a higher level than Xie Shulan's. If it cannot be completed, it will likely have some impact even on West China Hospital.

"Professor Zhang, is it inconvenient to discuss this topic in detail here?"

"And you've told me about this kind of topic?" Fang Ziye hesitated slightly.

"Hey, what's wrong with this?"

"If someone can get ahead of me on this topic just by listening to a few words in this restaurant, I might as well just wash up and go to bed," Zhang Yue said boastfully, displaying considerable confidence.

Professor Zhang Yue is no ordinary person; he is one of the few national-level experts in trauma surgery in China, with outstanding clinical skills and research achievements.

Zhang Yue has a deeper background than Professor Duan Hong. If they were holding a meeting outside, Duan Hong should be the one to give way to Professor Zhang Yue.

Because the place it led was called Huaxi, no other reason is needed!
"Professor Fang, actually, it's like this. It was someone from your team who contacted me before and expressed interest in following up in this direction, which is why I came to you."

"Professor Fang, didn't you want to make internal fixation devices for fractures and bone defects using CC material...?"

"This is the direction of my current unfinished research project," Professor Zhang Yue said in a surprising statement.

Wu Xuanqi is overseeing the research project on the treatment of bone defects using CC composite materials. It is possible that Wu Xuanqi's team has contacted Professor Zhang Yue, who specializes in this area.

"Professor Fang, if you share this idea, we can collaborate."

"As the saying goes, education starts from childhood. Taking it one step at a time is the best way to be down-to-earth. What do you think?" Zhang Yue's tone was relatively sincere.

Lan Tianluo glanced at Fang Ziye but didn't interrupt.

It's like two people who are sleepy are giving each other pillows.

Fang Ziye hesitated slightly: "Professor Zhang, so you were the one working on the CC steel plate project in China. I had only seen the title before and hadn't paid much attention to who the project leader was."

"I do want to use CC composite materials to treat bone defects. What are the specific problems with this approach?"

Material C is one of the most basic elements that make up the human body, so it poses very little risk to human health. At least compared to metal materials like steel plates, it is relatively safe.

Fang Ziye's follow-up was originally intended to build upon the work of his predecessors, but now it seems that Professor Zhang has encountered trouble first.

"It's like this, Professor Fang. First of all, there's no problem with safety, but there are some issues with the load-bearing structure; it doesn't meet the requirements..."

……

After Professor Zhang Yue briefly explained the problem, Fang Ziye asked, "Professor Zhang, how much time is left until the deadline for your project to be completed?"

"Two years, only two years left," Zhang Yue said.

Thankfully it's two years, not just one year.

Two years may sound like a long time, but in the field of research, it's just a blink of an eye.

"Professor Zhang, let me think of a way. I've never explored this area before, so I need to do some research."

“After all, you can’t speak without understanding, and you can’t just say whatever you want. The reason I was interested in this direction before was because I saw that some people in China were working on it,” Fang Ziye replied cautiously.

"Boss, two more plates of shrimp, please."

"Professor Fang, why are you eating your feet? Just eat shrimp."

"Three more rounds..." After the agreement was reached on the surface, Professor Zhang Yue began to show his enthusiasm.

……

After dinner, the three of them went outside, and their bodies, which had been cooled by the air conditioning, were immediately assaulted by waves of heat rolling upwards.

The dark red sign across the street was slightly faded in the sunlight, and the plastic awning beneath it drooped slightly with its edges curled up. In a plastic bucket stained with oil, a few chopsticks were haphazardly stuck together, next to several crumpled napkins.

Professor Zhang Yue then said, "Professor Fang, then it's settled. You mustn't forget about this!"

"Okay, Teacher Zhang, would I dare to lie to you?" Fang Ziye replied helplessly.

If Zhang Yue beats him up, generally speaking, it's pointless to beat him up.

If others knew the reason, even their own master would help them fight.

Professor Zhang Yue had to go back, and Fang Ziye had an academic lecture in the afternoon. Therefore, the two did not go the same way.

Professor Zhang Yue is also very busy, and it's impossible for him to stay at the entire conference just because Professor Duan Hong is hosting an academic conference.

……

After getting out of the taxi at the hotel entrance, Lan Tianluo said, "Senior brother, it seems that more and more people are discovering how amazing you are."

"Everyone's eager to collaborate with you on research projects!" Lan Tianluo said with a hint of envy.

This level of achievement was something he had never reached in the mathematics world before, so he naturally admired it.

"I have even more in my inbox, but I usually turn them down."

"It's just that Professor Zhang Yue helped me a lot when I was not famous, so it was hard to refuse. Besides, our research directions are indeed quite closely intertwined."

Fang Ziye rubbed his head with both hands: "But, I've taken on another burden, and I don't know how to explain it to the others when I get back."

"Sigh..." Fang Ziye let out a long sigh.

It feels great when an 863 research project comes knocking on your door asking for collaboration? Sure, it feels great, but you can't just enjoy it and then abandon your responsibilities. That's being a jerk!

Not many people are fools.

Those who truly understand scientific research are well aware of Fang Ziye's research background and the commotion he has caused in the field of basic scientific research.

There are many benefits to bringing Fangziye (a business partner) into the business. The first is that it can help find potential solutions.

The second is to have Fang Ziye provide timely assistance to the research group.

Take today's academic conference for example. Professor Teng Lian was originally quite arrogant and didn't back down from Duan Hong at all. But after seeing Fang Ziye get involved, he decisively withdrew and stopped participating.

Why?

Nothing more than the merits Fang Ziye had previously earned!
Fang Ziye 'criticized' the team at the Key Laboratory of Oncology at Peking Union Medical College Hospital with their published articles via live stream!
Who knows if Fang Ziye will go crazy again, or if he won't, and will also delete some of the articles he has published?

This matter has actually caused widespread controversy within the industry, with opinions polarized.

On one hand, there are those who support Fang Ziye and advocate for academic freedom, arguing that progress comes from controversy and denial.

On the other hand, it is said that Fang Ziye is inhuman and does nothing human.

Doing research is so difficult. To enjoy a moment of pleasure and then deny the hard work and accumulation of others over many years is disrespectful to their achievements.

However, there was no real personal attack on Fang Ziye, because scientific research is about seeking common ground while reserving differences.

The forms of letters and comments will always exist!
If even patents can be destroyed, what's a few articles?

"Senior, take your time. Finish the ones with deadlines first. Many of our projects don't have deadlines, so just work on them slowly."

"As long as there is a good outcome, whether it's a year earlier or a year later, it's all very meaningful," Lan Tianlu advised.

"That's the only way..." Fang Ziye nodded.

……

The venue was vast, yet not empty. Hundreds of dark wooden chairs were neatly arranged in the spacious conference hall, most of which were currently occupied. In the quiet air, only the soft sound of turning pages and occasional hushed conversations could be heard.

The tall floor-to-ceiling windows occupy most of the wall, and sunlight streams into the room through the glass, but not intensely, illuminating the documents and materials on the conference table...

Before the afternoon session began, Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo entered and noticed that Professor Teng Lian kept looking at the front and back doors. After seeing Fang Ziye enter again, Professor Teng Lian immediately started to slip away.

The academic reports are by invitation only and open to all; attendees, apart from the speakers, are free to leave at any time.

Even speakers can inform the organizers before leaving after giving their academic presentations.

Professor Teng Lian probably felt that staying here would not bring him any good, so he simply decided to go play with his yo-yo.

After entering, Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo parted ways. Lan Tianluo continued to act as he pleased, while Fang Ziye walked towards Deng Yong.
Deng Yong was exchanging pleasantries with others when Fang Ziye arrived. He formally introduced Fang Ziye to the others, and after everyone had gotten to know each other, Deng Yong chatted with them for a few more minutes before leaving with Fang Ziye alone.

Fang Ziye and Deng Yong stood side by side against the wall. Fang Ziye said in a low voice, "Master, if Peking Union Medical College Hospital and the Provincial People's Hospital contact us again, we should not agree to their requests."

Deng Yong seemed thoughtful, a half-smile playing on his lips: "Why do you say that?"

Fang Ziye tilted his head: "Master, when you went outside, did you do something similar to Professor Teng Lian? Or did you do something similar to Uncle-Master Liu Qiao?"

Life is not always smooth sailing, and the road is never wide and unobstructed.

If you are just a nobody, your opponents are limited to competitors, and there will be no so-called 'grudges'. It's just small-scale fighting, at most a few shouts like a fight in the market.

There's a line in a movie that goes, "Where are there so many corrupt officials? It's just the result of internal strife!"

Fang Ziye continued, "I can't be too arrogant and domineering either."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he laughed. His youthful face was harmless, and his smile was radiant.

Anyone who saw Fang Ziye would likely be more inclined to say that this young man is really handsome, rather than that Fang Ziye has a solid foundation. What is meant by foundation, hospital, reputation, or team? They all have a guardian.

The significance of guardians lies not only in expanding territory, but also in protecting the region.

In the process of Fang Ziye's previous academic reports, he had been subjected to wave after wave of questioning. Although these questions were all resolved, they also indirectly proved that if you give an academic report and make a name for yourself in the country, you will influence others to some extent.

Therefore, others will find fault with you, and while respecting you, they will also subtly make you appear less glamorous.

Fang Ziye can cooperate with Duan Hong, but he can't monopolize all four of Hubei Province's top orthopedic surgeons; that would only make him too arrogant!
They might even be attacked by a group of people.

"Did Zhang Yue tell you that?" Deng Yong asked in a low voice.

Deng Yong felt that Fang Ziye might not be able to grasp this perspective.

However, Deng Yong was unaware that Fang Ziye had been to Kyoto and attended a 'high-level' conference that he had never heard of.

"No, I figured it out myself!"

“Master, the Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, and there is still a sliver of hope left.”

"Being too thorough and leak-free isn't necessarily the best choice. When Professor Duan Hong was in Hubei Province, he didn't establish numerous factions; instead, he stayed within his own territory!"

"After all, I contacted Professor Deng Yong first, so I can't just stand in the way of Professor Shen Tao's team, who is a friend of Professor Yuan Weihong."

On the road to progress, if you don't encounter any stumbling blocks, then you might be someone else's stumbling block—that's a stark reality.

"Well done, Fang Ziye. You're even starting to teach your master how to do things now. It seems that your growth at the sanatorium is much faster than staying at Zhongnan Hospital."

Deng Yong touched the mole on his chin and replied, "The reason Duan Hong brought you here this time was indeed to have you help guard the gate."

"Leaving aside other specialties, let's just talk about orthopedics in our Hubei province."

"Tongji Hospital is for trauma surgery, Peking Union Medical College Hospital is for hand surgery, Peking Union Medical College Hospital is for joint surgery, and Tongji Hospital is also for bone tumors and sports medicine."

"Now, with the addition of a bone tumor and trauma surgery department at Zhongnan Hospital, this will not only disrupt the balance of medical resources in Central China, but may also disrupt the national landscape."

"Perspective means allocating resources accordingly."

"Currently, the two places in China where medical resources are most concentrated are Beijing and Shanghai, and a third center has not yet been established."

"Even vocational colleges have their own centers..."

"If you were to single-handedly support several hospitals in Wuhan, Xiangya Hospital, as well as those in Hebei, Henan, and Zhejiang provinces, would probably be in a very difficult position."

Deng Yong then emphasized: "This is something Professor Duan Hong often says in private; some things are not easy to say openly."

The underlying principle is very simple.

I'm from Hubei Province, and I want to fight for money, resources, and policies for the development of Hubei. You can't say I've let down the people in the neighboring province, because the bigwigs in the neighboring province haven't prioritized Hubei either...

The extent to which resource allocation benefits local development has been fully demonstrated by China's development over the past few decades.

"Professor Duan Hong has been leading this project all along. Are you confident that you can keep it going?" Deng Yong asked.

Previously, when Zhongnan Hospital hosted an academic report in Enshi, the reason why Fang Ziye was not allowed to speak for the entire time was to give him more time to think, in case of unforeseen circumstances.

However, at that time, Fang Ziye was at the height of his fame and had achieved remarkable results. No one dared to challenge him at the academic presentation!

So there were no unexpected complications, but this time it might not be the case.

I wonder if Fang Ziye still has that lingering charm!
"It should be fine," Fang Ziye said.

"For my master, for Teacher Dong, for Professor Dong Yaohui, for Dong Yaohui. I must protect him." Fang Ziye recited Dong Yaohui's name one by one, step by step, with a hint of treason.

Beside Fang Ziye, Deng Yong instinctively tensed up slightly and bowed slightly.

Raising an eyebrow, the mole on his chin twitched: "Master?"

"What does this research topic have to do with Professor Dong?"

"How come I didn't know?" Deng Yong's gaze began to sweep over Fang Ziye, launching an attack on his neck.

No?

Dong Yaohui is my teacher, he is my teacher, he is mine.

"Artificial intelligence prosthetic limbs were an academic direction that Professor Dong wanted to pursue but was unable to achieve before his death."

"Because of Master Chu, Teacher Dong was suppressed afterward, so he kept it in a notebook. When I finished my residency last year and went on a trip, I visited Master Chu, and it was Master Chu's wife who gave it to me," Fang Ziye said.

Deng Yong grabbed Fang Ziye's wrist with his right hand and pinched it slightly.

But she quickly put it down, though her tone became sour and she was particularly resentful: "He is my teacher."

“But you are my master?” Fang Ziye asked sincerely.

Deng Yong let go of his hand and touched his nose.

That seems to be true, and it seems no other reason is needed.

Fang Ziye's current achievements have already exceeded his expectations. Nowadays, the Department of Orthopedics at Zhongnan Hospital is showing a strong trend of prioritizing trauma surgery.

The rise of the bone tumor department was entirely due to Fang Ziye's efforts.

The Department of Bone Tumors at Zhongnan Hospital will see a direct leap forward, and the overall strength of Zhongnan Hospital's orthopedics department, as well as its so-called "nominal" ranking, has been steadily improving!
It's hard to say exactly where he stands right now. In fact, such empty titles don't have any real significance, and ordinary people can ignore them.

However, its ranking, in a statistical sense, to some extent represents the abundance and development level of a region's medical resources.

"I may have limited qualifications, but I'm always thinking about what I can do for the development of the hospital and the department. So in the past, I tended to be goal-oriented when doing things..."

Deng Yong said slowly and softly, "There are definitely many disadvantages to doing this, but it will not harm the patients who come to our hospital for treatment, and it is indeed beneficial to the development of our specialty."

Everyone has different strengths, and therefore different paths they can choose!

Deng Yong's expression was conflicted. Under the bright sunlight, his eyes were squinted into slits, making it impossible to see the specific direction in which his eyeballs were moving.

However, at this moment, Deng Yong's crow's feet were particularly prominent, as if Fang Ziye had sculpted them with a scalpel: "In fact, many people are not unaware of what the right path is."

"It's just walking on the right path, on the main road, but it's incredibly difficult; I can't even take a step..."

“Master, I know!” Fang Ziye comforted Deng Yong, tugging at his sleeve.

But Deng Yong glanced at Fang Ziye and said, "You probably don't know."

In Deng Yong’s view, Fang Ziye has not experienced many hardships along the way.
“Master, although I haven’t experienced it myself, I will observe. Even if I can’t be there in person, I know that every choice has its advantages and disadvantages, and its helplessness.”

"Take India for example, their decision to give up patent competition is the best choice based on the actual situation."

“There is only good and bad, not right and wrong,” Fang Ziye replied earnestly.

The path to development is clear to everyone: it's about research and development, and creating original content.

However, very few people can succeed by creating original works, and China is already in a backward position, lagging behind in overall level, infrastructure, and economy...

As the saying goes, one wrong step leads to many more.

For many years in the past, the country's development focus could not be placed on healthcare, and it could only be weighed in terms of priorities.

Just like the international situation, compared to national security and the need for stable development, what does it matter if we tolerate a certain degree of provocation?

If you can't hold on, even if you get something good, you'll only be guilty of possessing a treasure!
Things are different now. The country has become prosperous and strong to a certain extent, and people's living standards are much, much better than they were decades ago.

Therefore, now is the best of times.

"Master, each generation has its own tasks."

"Our hospital is the same."

"The same applies to us students."

"Twenty years ago, a medical doctor could graduate by publishing a case report and a letter. There was no bottom line that could be set."

“Now, if we want to pursue a PhD after graduating with a master’s degree, our resumes will be thrown directly into the trash if we only have a few meta-analyses.”

“Maybe in a few years, we medical students will need SCI papers to get a master’s degree.” Fang Ziye didn’t know what Deng Yong had gone through, but he knew what he had gone through.

The severity may differ, but the nature of the cases is similar.

Deng Yong nodded: "It's always been like this."

"If you want to pursue a doctorate, you will be facing the same master's students as you. You can't say that you can get a doctorate just because you work hard. If others have a deeper accumulation of knowledge than you, it will be useless no matter how hard you work."

"If you want to stay in the hospital, you may have to face not only your cohort of doctoral students."

"If you want to get promoted, you'll be facing your fellow apprentices from the past five years..."

"If you want to lead a team, you need to surpass the seniors and juniors in the department who have been working for nearly ten years."

"If you want to achieve something in the academic field in Hubei Province, you must be unique in the whole province. You must not only surpass your peers, colleagues, and contemporaries, but you must even think about how to surpass the older generation."

"If you want to go national, you must face nationally renowned top professors, Yangtze River Scholars, and other heavyweight giants such as outstanding young scientists and excellent young scientists."

"If you want to become an academician, you not only have to defeat the group of people with the same background and origin as you, but you also have to eliminate those 'pure and upright' people who have accumulated resources through generations of hereditary academicians."

"If you want to make a name for yourself in the world of academia, you have to face the fact that others have decades or even centuries more of experience and accumulated knowledge than you. You have to compete with them with less money and resources..."

"Not only China, Russia, Japan, Germany, and the United States..."

"We can only improve slowly by taking steady steps. We need someone to make progress in this direction, constantly improve our cognitive level and comprehensive level, and continuously accumulate our foundation."

"But if we want to officially stand on the world stage, we either need to accumulate experience over several decades or even centuries, or we need to find a unique way to overtake others..."

"The door you'll be guarding then won't be the one at the meeting venue..."

"Even your master doesn't know what to do then. Your master hasn't even seen the location of that door or which way it opens..."

Before China developed HD technology, it received absolutely no international support or praise. With others withdrawing, China had no choice but to persevere and strive for self-improvement.

When developing mobile phones, we faced blockades. You had no choice but to develop them independently.

When China exports its goods, other countries will not readily grant it preferential treatment.
That's just how interests are...

The medical industry is weak. Currently, domestic medical companies in China are mainly engaged in producing generic drugs, which are essentially leftovers and have little impact on the international environment.

Currently, most of the exports go to underdeveloped regions, relying on low prices to succeed.

But what truly makes money and has real significance is definitely not imitation.

Deng Yong's expression was bleak.

Fang Ziye said in a low voice, "Master, I don't know where the door is either. Maybe you do, or maybe we can go and take a look together."

As the two were talking, time passed slowly until the afternoon academic conference was about to begin. However, this time, the host was not Professor Duan Hong, but Professor Tao Cheng from Tongji Hospital.

Professor Tao Cheng is the leader of another group in the Department of Trauma Surgery at Tongji Hospital. His academic standing in Hubei Province remains very high, though not at the level of Duan Hong.

If we truly compare absolute scientific research capabilities, rather than fame, Deng Yong is slightly inferior to his opponent.

"Distinguished experts, colleagues, good afternoon. As is customary, I hereby announce the official commencement of this afternoon's session. Without further ado, please welcome Professor Duan Yun from Peking Union Medical College Hospital to deliver an academic feast..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye and Deng Yong returned to their seats.

Fang Ziye's mind was actually a little wandering.

If he is not in his position, he will not seek his government.

Before you reach a certain level, you don't even know which way the door you're supposed to guard opens.

Fang Ziye turned around, looked at some students from Tongji Hospital, and then at Wu Xuanqi and Long Yuan and the others. They were all listening and joking and whispering with the people next to them.

They may be the implementers and operators of this project, but they are definitely not the group that upholds the bottom line of this project, preventing others from questioning them or overwhelming them.

Looking at the group of senior professors at Tongji Hospital, they were sitting upright, meticulously taking notes. Professor Duan Hong, on the other hand, had his ears perked up, his expression serious and dignified, a far cry from his usual gentle and refined demeanor...

Fang Ziye then calmly sat down and began to listen attentively.

If you want to gain benefits and have others "work" for you, you must take responsibility for the results of their labor.

We must guard this subject matter firmly, so that no one dares to violate it!

Invaders will be driven away, and offenders will be punished!
(End of this chapter)