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Chapter 629: There was absolutely no prior preparation! (Please subscribe)
"Professor Fang, you must not forget our agreement."

As Professor Zhou Gongbo, who was being carefully accompanied by a group of people, left after the afternoon discussion session, he suddenly turned away from the group and took a few steps toward Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye was currently chatting with his teacher in the last row about which restaurant they would go to eat at later.

Hearing this, he quickly stood up. "Don't worry, Professor Zhou. I won't forget."

Professor Zhou Gongbo extended his left little finger in a pinky promise gesture, and then joined the group. Beside him, the team from Huashan Hospital and Tongji Hospital all glanced at Fang Ziye, but did not come forward to speak.

Although they were closer in age to Fang Ziye, they had already missed the best opportunity to interact with him as equals. If they approached him now, Fang Ziye might not have time to respond, so they didn't want to make a fool of themselves.

"What did you talk about with Professor Zhang Yue and Professor Zhou Gongbo? It seems like they only wanted to talk to you today?"

"When we had lunch together, Professor Zhang Yue kept mentioning it..." Deng Yong asked.

Deng Yong has only barely made it into the ranks of top-tier professors, so although they had a meal together, everyone was just giving Deng Yong face and didn't have a deep conversation.

"Master, it's about collaboration."

“I’ll give Brother Qin Geluo a call too. He helped me a lot when I was in the general ward,” Fang Ziye said.

“It’s good that he knows how to be grateful, let’s invite him along.” Although Deng Yong had already acknowledged that Fang Ziye had grown up, there were still many things Fang Ziye hadn’t been able to do personally, and he was quite conflicted.

But as he said before, as long as others don't harm Fang Ziye, he'll let them be.

I just hope that when Fang Ziye encounters something big, he won't forget that he still has me as his teacher.

Deng Yong is relatively free. He is now in charge of the laboratory and no longer has the burden of clinical surgeries. He can attend academic conferences as he pleases, as long as he arranges his own schedule.

In contrast, Liu Huanglong, now the administrative director of the Hand Surgery Department at Zhongnan Hospital, always appeared somewhat travel-worn when he arrived at the dinner.

Liu Huanglong and Fang Ziye also collaborated on preliminary research into chemotherapy for bone tumors, exploring and studying the feasibility of revascularizing different segments of the lower limb blood supply centers...

When Liu Huanglong entered alone, he greeted Deng Yong very politely, "Teacher Deng, Ziye, everyone is here too."

"Professor Liu, we've been waiting for you. Qiao Fei, fill Professor Liu's glass with wine," Deng Yong instructed.

Qiao Fei is a master's student at Xiangya Hospital, in the same year as Shu Lang. He is now a first-year doctoral student and will soon be a second-year doctoral student. He is one of the few people in Deng Yong's team who were not taken to Enshi by Fang Ziye.

Liu Huanglong went to the hand surgery department, Deng Yong was removed from his position as ward director, and Han Yuanxiao, the former director of the hand surgery department, returned to lead the team. Deng Yong's team was left with only Qiao Fei, a PhD who served as an "ear proctor".

Qiao Fei quickly filled Liu Huanglong's glass and respectfully presented it, saying, "Teacher Liu, please."

"Teacher Deng, is there something I didn't do well enough? Why should I drink on an empty stomach as soon as I walk in?" Liu Huanglong picked up his wine glass, his eyes darting between Deng Yong and Fang Ziye.

Deng Yong quickly said, "Liu Huanglong, this isn't a penalty drink. Everyone only gets one cup today, no more. It's just a get-together."

"You always call me looking for Ziye, right? Ziye is back from a meeting this time."

Upon hearing this, Liu Huanglong put down his wine glass, knowing that today was not a drinking party, and said, "Teacher Deng, it's really not me looking for Ziye, it's just that too many people in the clinic are looking for Dr. Fang. Oh dear, my ears are almost calloused from all the annoyance."

“Some patients came for follow-up appointments after previous surgeries, some were referred for their first visit, and some came because of our reputation.”

"If Ziye were still at Zhongnan Hospital, the surgery would probably be scheduled until the end of the year."

"It's just a pity..."

Liu Huanglong expressed his regret with a smile.

There was no other way for Fang Ziye to escape the predicament he had been trapped in.

I have no idea what was going through the minds of those people from the Health Commission, that they could come up with the idea of ​​messing with the registration system at Zhongnan Hospital.

Fang Ziye and his group did all the work, but everyone else got all the benefits...

"Liu Huanglong, let's eat and talk. This isn't a formal gathering; we can just chat while we eat," Deng Yong quickly suggested.

Liu Huanglong didn't stand on ceremony either.

Midway through the meal, after the conversation had changed countless times, Deng Yong finally asked, "Liu Huanglong, you mentioned that you encountered many patients looking for a son during your outpatient clinic?"

"What's going on? I've never heard anyone else talking about this."

"Qin Geluo, have you ever encountered this when you were seeing patients in the clinic?"

Deng Yong had been assigned to clinical practice for several months, so he had no idea about the situation at the outpatient clinic.

"Yes, Teacher Deng, at least forty percent of the patients come specifically to see Ziye because of his reputation!"

"However, since Ziye isn't in the department, we can only tell the truth."

“Especially in the last month or two!” Qin Geluo replied.

Qiao Fei said in a low voice, "Even Director Han's side has a lot of people coming to see Senior Brother Fang. Director Han even complained about it once after he finished his rounds."

Fang Ziye's reputation has gradually spread, and at least within his small circle, he is quite well-regarded.

It's normal for people to come here after hearing about it by word of mouth.

However, it was quite unexpected that so many people came at once.

But Fang Ziye knew the possible reason: "Teacher Liu, do you still remember the method you taught me before?"

"I've started doing this recently, and I reckon most of the people who booked my account are young people; they're probably just there to watch the drama unfold."

Upon hearing this, Liu Huanglong narrowed his eyes.
Then she immediately realized what Fang Ziye meant and said, "Oh, you've made your own media presence successful?"

"You haven't done a live stream in a long time, I didn't even know how many fans you have now."

"Your distribution of followers is quite precise..."

“Having many fans is a good thing, but sometimes it’s not so good.” Liu Huanglong’s eyes were cryptic before he looked at Deng Yong.

Deng Yong's eyes showed surprise, but he did not blame the two.

Today was just a dinner party, so we didn't talk about anything particularly serious.

That evening, Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo returned to Luo Tingzhu's place and went to bed.

Fang Ziye stood at the window, watching the city lights come on and the distant neon lights of the night view.

But this state of affairs did not last long before it was broken by the ringing of the phone. It was Professor Duan Hong: "Hello, Professor Duan."

"Ziye, are you resting?" Duan Hong asked.

"Not yet, I was just about to rest. Teacher Duan, you haven't rested yet either?" Fang Ziye replied.

“I was planning to take a break, but just now I received a call saying that a security vulnerability has been detected in our prosthetic system.”

"Moreover, there were also vulnerabilities in the prosthetic limb systems that we had already installed and distributed, so I quickly asked Wu Xuanqi to contact Dean Chen Song and ask him to retrieve Grandpa Zhang's prosthetic limb," Deng Yong said hurriedly.

"Security vulnerability? What's going on?" Fang Ziye's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Was it detected by the self-test, or was there an inserted program?" Fang Ziye asked quickly.

Currently, the AI ​​prosthetic limb has only been given to one person for trial use, namely Mr. Zhang, mainly to facilitate his travel.

This kind of information would absolutely not be leaked by anyone, and no one would dare to leak it!

"It was detected by the self-check. It seems to be a bug that needs to be fixed, but fortunately there are no other problems."

"However, I still thought I'd give you a call and let you know, so you won't be unaware of this matter later."

"The optimization and testing of such systems also require a continuous accumulation of time."

"Ziye, I just want to ask you, should we continue to provide Old Master Zhang with the trial service, or should we take it back?"

"You know, if something were to happen to him, our project would probably be canceled immediately, and the loss would be too great!!!" Duan Hong said worriedly.

The ultimate beneficiaries of AI prosthetics will not be just Mr. Zhang, but a group of people—research and development aimed at benefiting disabled patients.

but?

Old Master Zhang's identity must be quite special, making him unsuitable to be a probationary employee.

"Professor Deng, I suggest you contact Dean Chen Song about this matter; it would be better for him to make the decision."

“Old Master Zhang has suffered enough in his life. If we really have to conduct a Phase I clinical trial, I suggest choosing younger people. Even if they get hurt, they are more resilient and there is less risk of fractures,” Fang Ziye cautiously suggested.

“Okay, that’s what I think too!” Duan Hong then hung up the phone.

Fang Ziye looked at his phone, then glanced out the window, feeling that Duan Hong's call was both strange and perfectly reasonable.

I'm no longer a clueless newbie, so now someone will give me 'reports'!
Even in a purely cooperative relationship, others will become cautious around you, letting you know what's going on so they won't dare to take advantage of you.

Fang Ziye used to have the same mentality when dealing with his superiors.

After thinking it over, Fang Ziye decided to send Professor Duan Hong a message: "Professor Duan, thank you for calling to inform me!"

"But actually, you can handle this kind of thing yourself. Being too polite will only make things more distant. Just let me know when you get back to me."

"Or I could have Brother Wu Xuanqi call me. We've always been quite shameless with each other, so it would be easier to communicate with him."

"Okay, Ziye!" Professor Duan Hong's reply was also very simple.

He is, after all, Professor Duan Hong, and he cannot lower himself like Wu Xuanqi. He still represents the reputation of Tongji Hospital and the top trauma surgery hospital in Hubei Province, and he cannot show any subservience to Fang Ziye.

Even if Fang Ziye eventually becomes a world-class expert, he will never be subservient; some things cannot be severed.

Facing anyone!
Fang Ziye started video chatting with Luo Tingzhu, and then they each looked up literature and researched information.

……

Next door, Lan Tianluo was also feeling troubled. He looked at his phone and saw that there were no missed calls, but there were more than twenty read WeChat messages and text messages, which made him feel conflicted.

"Why are women so troublesome?"

“It’s even more difficult to solve and handle than a century-old problem!” Lan Tianluo whispered.

However, after reading the message, Lan Tianluo still decided to seek advice. Since the other people he consulted were too unfamiliar, he sent a message to Luo Tingzhu, explaining his situation with Tonghua and his decision...

Luo Tingzhu said, "Lan Tianluo, don't be ridiculous."

"You're thinking too simply. While you can choose an ideal world, you have to accept that others will be more realistic."

"She neither cheated you nor harmed you, so why do you think that way?"

"However, more importantly, do you really like her?" Luo Tingzhu began to offer her opinions.

"I can't say for sure either," Lan Tianluo said.

"It's not that I like her, but it's not like I'm just a regular friend either. I just find it interesting to chat with her."

Luo Tingzhu began to comment: "Someone like you, who flirts and then leaves, is a complete scumbag. You were the one who flirted with him first, weren't you?"

Lan Tianluo did not deny it: "It was indeed me at first, but at that time, I absolutely did not mean that. I was just praising her for being pretty..."

Luo Tingzhu, a teacher, began teaching Lan Tianluo about love.

……

"Da da da!"

"Knock knock knock!" Suddenly, urgent knocking began.

"Lan Tianluo, get up! We're heading back to Enshi now!" Fang Ziye barged in with an unquestionable tone.

"Huh?" Lan Tianluo was a little confused when he heard this, as he hadn't gone to sleep yet.

"Hurry up and get dressed, we need to get to the train station right away."

"If there's no train, we'll take a taxi back!" Fang Ziye's voice came again.

……

Ten minutes later, at the entrance of the residential area.

June in Han City was already unbearably hot, and the night offered no relief. Lan Tianluo and Fang Ziye, each carrying only a backpack, hailed a taxi and said, "Master, Enshi!"

The taxi driver, who had already swiped the meter, paused, then said, "Brother, this is a taxi!"

“I know, Enshi! Are you coming or not? I’ll give you the money.” Fang Ziye asked.

"If you insist on saying it that way, then it's not impossible."

"Is there a highway toll and a return trip fee?"

“We need to make this clear,” the driver said.

“Okay, let’s go, Master.” Fang Ziye didn’t hesitate at all.

After everything was explained clearly, the driver didn't waste any more words. He turned off the meter and asked, "Brother, are you in a hurry?"

"Actually, it's a waste for you to go back by the meter like this. If you go to the train station now, you might still be able to catch your train."

"The train is too slow. Master, thank you for your trouble, we have an urgent matter to attend to," Fang Ziye replied.

The driver didn't say anything more, but after reporting the situation to his family, he turned the steering wheel toward the nearest highway exit.

Lan Tianluo's gaze was still somewhat unfocused as he watched Fang Ziye continuously replying to messages on WeChat, but unfortunately, he had not yet received a reply to his own phone messages.

Fang Ziye didn't say what happened, so he didn't know what was going on either.

"Senior brother, what exactly happened?" Lan Tianluo asked after holding back for a long time.

Fang Ziye didn't answer, but instead looked up and suddenly asked, "Sir, what's your license plate number? Tell me, so that when we get on the highway, you can drive without speed limits as long as it's safe to do so!" "I'll have someone register it for you."

Upon hearing this, the driver involuntarily shuddered, swallowing hard with a sharp sound: "Brother, you're kidding, right?"

"Even if our family has some connections, we can't use it like this!" The driver didn't take it seriously.

"Okay, then give me the license plate number, and I'll have the other party register it first. A traffic police officer will contact you later."

"I'm heading to the fire scene in Enshi to participate in the rescue!" Fang Ziye said.

"Really? My license plate number is E A..." The driver didn't hide his license plate number.

Fang Ziye responded based on the license plate number.

Lan Tianluo tensed up: "Senior brother, what's going on?"

"Actually, there are two things that are intertwined. The first thing is directly related to our team. At 9:10 a.m. on the US side, Rise Biotech filed a patent application for the chemotherapy application of our team's microcirculation device."

"They finally made their move."

"But this matter isn't particularly urgent; we already have contingency plans..."

Just as Fang Ziye finished speaking, the driver's phone rang.

Fang Ziye wasn't surprised, and continued to tell Lan Tianluo, "The second thing is that a farmers' market in Enshi caught fire, and fire trucks are being dispatched from Xianshi and Hanshi!"

"You heard me right, they were transferred from Xian City and Han City."

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianluo was startled, his eyes trembling: "Distant water can't quench a nearby fire? This?"

"The farmers' market is huge!~"

"Upon learning the news, Dean Chen Song immediately cleared out the non-critical patients in the sanatorium and had extra beds added urgently. Currently, 27 courtyards with a total of 89 beds have been vacated to receive critically ill patients."

“I have to go back. If we can’t get a taxi, the nearest hospital to our community will send us back by ambulance.”

"But we've already won!~"

"A sanatorium is freeing up beds?" Lan Tianlu thought he had misheard.

"What's wrong? Is this so unbelievable in China?"

"Military sanatoriums prioritize soldiers; when has it ever been them who get there first? Do you really think I chose to go to the Enshi Sanatorium just to see some old guys?" Fang Ziye said without a doubt!
Perhaps even if they intervened, they couldn't save everyone, but they're usually the first to arrive, and they get there as quickly as possible!
In Enshi Sanatorium, many people who performed similar tasks suffered long-term health problems.

This time, when faced with an emergency, the Enshi Sanatorium chose to evacuate all patients from the facility immediately, and the reason for such high efficiency lies here.

Because they're cute!
After hanging up the phone, the driver didn't speed up. Instead, he became a little worried and stopped calling out to his brother. He asked, "Brother, why don't you switch to another car?"

"I?"

"I'm just an ordinary citizen."

"Master, I am a doctor, but I am also an ordinary citizen. I just need to rush to Enshi to save a patient."

Fang Ziye hurriedly said, "I trust your skills. Could you increase the speed appropriately, while ensuring safety?"

"Changing our car will only waste time."

"You heard what I just said, the fire trucks from Hamburg are all rushing there!"

"Please help me out."

Upon hearing this, the driver gritted his teeth, then stepped on the gas: "Let's go!"

A short while later, Fang Ziye saw the message on his phone.

His mentor, Deng Yong, along with some people from the emergency department, burn unit, and vascular surgery department of Zhongnan Hospital, had already received the mission and were rushing in that direction.

Although it didn't make the news, a higher-level order than that issued by Hubei Province has been given, ordering that no effort must be spared to save lives!

Fires in urban areas are no joke!
Fang Ziye also received a mission. Now, after returning, he will work with Professor Li Yongjun to undertake the emergency surgical treatment of critically ill patients, including but not limited to emergency rescue. Moreover, he is the deputy commander of the in-hospital emergency rescue team at the sanatorium!
Even if Fang Ziye has no experience, but has the skills, he still has to go for it!

As the night and lights outside the window receded faster and faster, Fang Ziye could imagine that the driver had already been cursed at by some of the other drivers on the road.

The driver remained steady and quickly made the most of the time.

Aside from not running red lights or driving against traffic, he committed almost every other traffic violation.

"Master, your skills are impressive!" Fang Ziye was very anxious at the moment and could only calm his racing heart with a joke.

"I used to drive a bus," the driver said. "After retiring, I started driving a taxi to supplement my income."

That's no problem.

The buses in Han City and the yellow Ferraris in Yu City are famous throughout the country.

"A ship's driver who can't fly an airplane isn't a good bus driver"—this is the greatest praise one can give to bus drivers in Seoul!

……

Fang Ziye's current task is to keep traveling, keep traveling, and keep traveling!

However, during this time, Fang Ziye was still discussing with Lan Tianluo the response plan after the rescue was completed.

"Tianluo, the first thing we need to do after our rescue is over is to release the data we previously hid."

"Furthermore, you should also investigate whether the other professors who participated in the last meeting and collaborated with our team have violated any regulations by conducting clinical trials!"

"To reiterate, I've discussed this topic before; it's very effective, but it's not suitable for direct clinical application!"

"Any team that violates this principle first will be reported and documented!"

"This is a live experiment."

"We can't control what happens abroad!"

"At least for now, our team has only initiated this project. If people abroad want to take the risk and conduct human trials ahead of schedule, that's their choice; it's not that we've wronged them or are deliberately harming them!"

"First, we need to follow up and find out if any of our domestic teams have violated regulations. If so, report it; if not, report it anyway!!"

"Secondly, we published an article about the circulatory interruption of the micro-circulatory device. We had prepared this long ago, and it is our biggest weapon to stop them from applying for a patent."

"Thirdly, we need to compile the dosage-related data of clinical chemotherapy for orthopedic tumors into a paper as soon as possible, publish it quickly, and complete the patent registration as early as possible."

"Fourth point, you don't need to write it down, Tianluo. I'm just telling you that these things exist. I've already written down notes, and I'll send them to you later."

"The fifth point, no, the fourth point..."

Fang Ziye's most urgent task right now is, of course, to return to Enshi as soon as possible and participate in the rescue efforts. However, Fang Ziye also had a contingency plan in place for the issue of someone else registering the patent first.

Fang Ziye didn't want to register the patent sooner, but there were still some theoretical aspects to it that weren't fully developed.

Otherwise, given the animal testing data accumulated by Fang Ziye's team, they could have already signed off on clinical trials instead of continuing to wait!
Lan Tianlu nodded vigorously; "Okay, senior brother, as long as you have ideas and contingency plans in mind, that's fine."

"But senior brother, what if a professor takes a risk and secretly administers chemotherapy to a patient with bone tumors without our knowledge?"

"What else can we do? Report him!" Fang Ziye said bluntly.
Illegal clinical trials? Are you kidding me?

The drug used at Zhongnan Hospital was effective, but it did not pass the Phase III clinical trial. Do you think Professor Duan Hong, such a top professor, would be worried?
This is the absolute bottom line; anyone who touches it will die!
There's absolutely no need to worry about social niceties.

It is absolutely unacceptable to conduct experiments directly on patients. Live subjects are not experimental subjects. This is the bottom line of humanity. No matter how important your research is, you cannot skip steps in order to meet deadlines!
History has provided countless lives and bloody facts that have proven the cost of the jump experiment.

Moreover, the nature of Chinese people conducting live experiments on their own citizens is far more abhorrent than the practice of foreigners conducting live experiments on their own people!
Around 11 o'clock, Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo fell asleep.

Han City is about 520 kilometers away from Eun City, and the normal travel time is about four hours.

However, because the driver was allowed to drive at any speed, we drove at almost 160 km/h the whole way on the highway, and it was nighttime and a weekend, so the road conditions were excellent.

They managed to get right to the entrance of the sanatorium in just over four hours.

Fang Ziye scanned the code and asked, "Master, how much?"

"Eight hundred, just give me the cost price." The driver, looking at the rows of ambulances lined up in front of the sanatorium, said rather understandingly.

Fang Ziye had no time to waste with the driver. Seeing that the driver was quoting random prices, Fang Ziye cautiously transferred 3,800 yuan to him.

At three yuan per kilometer, a round trip of more than 500 kilometers would cost three thousand yuan, with eight hundred yuan covering tolls and labor costs.

It might be too much, or it might be too little, but at this moment, Fang Ziye doesn't have that much time to calculate it carefully.
He had already given the driver his phone number so that he could go back and settle the bill.

However, the driver was quite considerate; as soon as he received the call, he reset his meter to zero.

Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo quickly rushed into the clinical area.

The sanatorium's automatic sliding doors were wide open, and people in green uniforms and on stretchers were constantly going in and out.

Once inside, Fang Ziye could occasionally hear shrill screams.

The current time is 2:49 AM.

The security guard stopped the two as soon as they entered.

"I am Fang Ziye." After introducing himself, Fang Ziye immediately put down his hand: "Professor Fang, you are finally back. Professor Li from the Department of Surgery has come to ask about you several times."

"I told you to go to the operating room as soon as you get back."

"Professor Li also said that once you're in the operating room, the only goal is to save lives, not treat the illness. Once the crucial procedures are completed, you can leave; you can go to any operating room you want!"

“I also found it strange that he said you could.”

"Lan Tianluo is also a clinician!" Fang Ziye grabbed Lan Tianluo and quickly walked down the corridor towards the operating room.

There are only a few operating rooms inside the sanatorium!
However, Fang Ziye was completely dumbfounded as soon as he entered the operating room—

The military sanatorium is way too damn aggressive!

Damn it!

Fang Ziye felt like the whole world was going crazy.

Right outside the operating room's wide corridor, someone wearing surgical scrubs performed surgery right outside the operating room!

It really involved surgery, not just a simple cleaning and suturing!
Fang Ziye had long heard that military doctors valued efficiency and never adhered to dogmatism.

Any technology that can save lives is a good technology; there are no rules or restrictions...

Fang Ziye also heard that a long, long time ago, the rescue process of military doctors was extremely violent. Not only could the family members and patients not bear to watch, but even their colleagues could not bear to watch.

It was in this harsh environment that they honed their superb practical skills.

"Who are you?" Someone was guarding the door to the operating room.

"Fang Ziye, Lan Tianluo! Where is the changing room?" Fang Ziye asked.

The locker room has been compromised; someone is undergoing surgery there, and Fang Ziye has confirmed that the person performing surgery at the locker room entrance is Du Donglin from the hand surgery department!
"This way!" The man didn't recognize Fang Ziye, but he had heard of him. However, he didn't have time to lead the way for Fang Ziye and just pointed in one direction.

Fang Ziye quickly ran over.

A few minutes later, Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo had put on green scrubs and sterile surgical gowns.

As he was leaving, a circulating nurse from the sanatorium who knew Fang Ziye said, "Professor Fang, Director Chen said that in an emergency, we don't need to waste time changing into surgical gowns!"

"Right now, save my life!"

"Okay!" Fang Ziye stopped wasting time and rushed into the operating room.

"Tianluo, keep up."

It's obvious to anyone that in sanatoriums, there are professionals who categorize patients' critical conditions.

The patients in the operating room are all on the verge of death, while those in the corridor are not yet at the absolute critical point of life and death!

Fang Ziye didn't know how the room was furnished. He held up sterile gloves, stepped open the operating room door, and entered the operating room.

Inside, a team of three people were busy working on the operating table.

After Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo entered, they could see that the patient's wound on the operating table was gushing blood like a spring.

"Oh no, the hematoma has ruptured!" exclaimed one of the younger doctors, his voice filled with horror.

“Call Professor Li!~” It was Professor Yao Zhanzhong’s voice.

"Professor Yao, it's me, Fang Ziye!" Fang Ziye immediately rushed forward.

A man was about to step down when Yao Zhanzhong grabbed him. Without even turning around, he showed complete trust in Fang Ziye: "No need to fight anymore, step aside, assistant!"

"Team Leader Fang, this patient." Before Yao Zhanzhong could explain, Fang Ziye didn't have time to explain anything else either, and directly put his hand into the patient's abdominal cavity.

Fang Ziye's hemostasis technique was already at level 6.

However, in such an emergency, stopping the bleeding is not the most crucial thing; the more crucial thing is to identify the bleeding. Therefore, Fang Ziye did not hesitate to fully utilize the physical examination skills the moment he stepped onto the stage.

Do not make jokes!
Given the scene at the nursing home today, even if the MRI scans were smoking, they probably wouldn't be able to keep up with all the tests.

Without auxiliary examinations, diagnosis can only be made through solid basic skills.

It must be quick, ruthless, and accurate.

As soon as Fang Ziye's hands entered the patient's abdomen, they began to rotate instinctively, as if they had an automatic navigation system.

Although the event happened suddenly and without warning, Fang Ziye's own abilities and knowledge were his greatest preparation!
"..."

(End of this chapter)