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Chapter 644 The Data Speaks! ~ (Please Subscribe)

Although his parents value their reputation, Fang Ziye must cut off their influence. He must not be concerned about saving face in his actions and words, or he will suffer the consequences.

Liang Xia and Fang Nan exchanged a glance, and Liang Xia said, "Then the wedding should be a bit more lively."

"If I were to say that if you insist on being so stubborn, Tingzhu and I would just take our household registration books to register our marriage and then not have a wedding ceremony."

What are you going to do?

"If I say I want to hold my wedding in Han City and only invite a few tables, Mom and Dad, you can't stop me if you disagree, because it's my wedding!"

"What are you going to do if I start to argue?"

"They won't let me get married, they'll just make me a bachelor for life?"

“I know you definitely wouldn’t want to, so I won’t make that choice, because you are my parents and I have to respect you.”

“But everyone’s situation is different. For example, in our town, wealthy people give a bride price of 398,000 yuan. Should our family follow suit?”

“Some families give dowries of over a million yuan. Do you think my uncle can afford to give such a dowry when he marries Xiaoqin?”

"But if we look at it from the other side, Tingzhu didn't do anything wrong. She is convinced that she can do a good job of talking to her parents, so we shouldn't force her."

"I've been studying medicine for so many years, and I haven't been home for Chinese New Year for many years, right? Do you miss me?" Fang Ziye continued to ask.

"Of course I want to!" Liang Xia replied.

Fang Ziye continued, "Right? I want to come back too. I will find a way to come back."

"But?"

“Tingzhu is different; she doesn’t even have a solution in mind.”

"Her father would occasionally come home, but her mother never did, and her father would only return to his hometown after the New Year."

"She lives alone with her grandmother."

"How are you expecting her to develop a relationship with her parents? Huh?"

"If, I mean if, I get married in the future, I'll only come back after the New Year, stay for a day or two, and then leave the kids with you all, and give you some money..."

"Or I can find someone else outside..."

"Why aren't you two tied me up and beaten?"

"..."

Fang Ziye still hadn't completely convinced Fang Nan and Liang Xia, but the matter was temporarily put on hold.

After patiently explaining to the two, Fang Ziye went upstairs to the second bedroom. As expected, Luo Tingzhu sat on the edge of the bed, looking out the window with a worried expression and a sense of loss.

After Fang Ziye pushed open the door, Luo Tingzhu smiled and glanced in Fang Ziye's direction, her face slightly pale.

Fang Ziye took off his shoes and sat down next to Luo Tingzhu: "Tingzhu, my parents are not looking down on you, nor are they trying to reopen old wounds, nor do they think that you and I will not have your parents' help in the future."

"As you know, they are from the countryside, and they want to respect you more, so they still want a proper, formal marriage, even if they can't follow the ancient custom of three letters and six betrothal gifts. They hope to pass the test with their parents."

"Because they are my parents, he doesn't want to upset me, do you understand?"

“They don’t want you to have married into the family without knowing what you’re doing. They don’t want others to think that our family doesn’t treat you like a human being.”

In fact, many people would be happy if they didn't have to pay a dowry when looking for a wife; it would be best to pay as little money as possible.

There aren't many people like Fang Ziye's parents.

Luo Tingzhu nodded: "I know, senior brother."

Luo Tingzhu's voice was rather low. If she could, she also hoped to have a happy family, loving parents, parents who would arrange her marriage, and so on...

But both of their parents have started their own families and have their own children, so it's impossible for them to get together peacefully and happily like this again.

Even if she has children in the future, she won't know where to take them to see their maternal grandparents...

Luo Tingzhu is now somewhat afraid of the respect shown to Fang Ziye's parents.

"Do you feel wronged?" Fang Ziye put his arm around Luo Tingzhu's shoulder.

Luo Tingzhu shrugged and nodded.

No one can know what Luo Tingzhu felt while others were enjoying the warmth of their homes and the company of their parents.

This isn't even about the loneliness and longing one feels when their parents are far away from home, earning money elsewhere.

Instead, while Luo Tingzhu was lonely, her own parents were enjoying happiness elsewhere, but all of this had nothing to do with her.

Fortunately, Luo Tingzhu lives alone and did not live with either of them.

Fortunately, Luo Tingzhu's grandmother did not pass away too early, so at least during her high school years, Luo Tingzhu always had someone to accompany her on holidays.

If her grandmother were alive, this would be much easier to handle.

"It's okay, the past is the past. Although some things are hard to get over, we can only look forward."

"I can't help you untangle your knot in your heart. Even if your aunt and uncle divorced and remarried now, it still wouldn't be the same, would it?" Fang Ziye comforted softly.

"Although you have forgiven your uncle and aunt, it does not mean that you have moved on from your past grievances."

"Actually, you and I both know that if you want, your dad and your mom can come over tonight."

"It's just that you haven't made the necessary preparations yet."

Luo Tingzhu continued to nod. She listened to Fang Ziye's heartbeat, her gaze moving upwards to Fang Ziye's profile, and then she saw Fang Ziye's cast and gauze.

"Senior brother, let's not talk about this anymore. Does your hand still hurt?" Luo Tingzhu changed the subject.

"There's still a little bit left. But it's okay now, but I expect it will be a bit tough when the functional training starts tomorrow," Fang Ziye said.

Fang Ziye also didn't want any lasting effects on his right hand.

However, after the injury, it is estimated that all functions will not be able to recover to 100% of their pre-injury state; at most, they will be infinitely close to 100%.

However, as long as you can achieve more than 95%, it won't have a significant impact on your skills; Fang Ziye will remain Fang Ziye.

"Do my uncle and aunt really want to meet my parents?" Luo Tingzhu suddenly brought the topic back, her tone calm.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "It wasn't that they insisted on meeting, but my parents eventually reminded me!"

"They can refuse to see me, but I have to."

"After all, they are your parents; they gave birth to you and raised you. They gave me such a wonderful wife; I should go and visit them."

"You have to take me with you, we'll go in a while."

Fang Ziye wasn't an expert in all social interactions, and there's no such thing as a wedding that gets better the longer it's done.

It's just a one-off 'business'.

Luo Tingzhu nodded in agreement: "Okay."

Life is a process of constant compromise, step by step—compromising with yourself, with others, with the past, and with the future. This is growth.

"..."

The following day, Fang Ziye had Lan Tianlu drive his car to take Fang Nan and Liang Xia home.

When Fang Ziye got into the back seat to talk to Fang Nan and Liang Xia, Fang Nan said, "Xiao Ye, you're both grown up now. If you feel that things have been carefully considered, then do it your way."

"Mom and Dad are getting old and their thinking is a bit rigid, but as parents, we still have the obligation to tell you some things we know."

"Even if you don't agree," Fang Nan and Liang Xia also backed down.

"Thank you, Dad. Thank you, Mom!" Fang Ziye felt a mix of emotions.

Although he also felt that Fang Nan and Liang Xia's thinking was somewhat old-fashioned, concerned about saving face, and even a bit rigid.

Seeing parents who were once almost 'omnipotent' gradually become more ordinary, and even have many 'flaws', this feeling is real but painful.

But this is also part of growth.

“Tingzhu and I will be back in a while,” Fang Ziye said.

Lan Tianlu sat in the driver's seat, without saying a word.

Only after Fang Ziye left did Lan Tianluo say, "Uncle and Aunt, please sit tight, I'm about to start eating."

"Okay, Dr. Lan."

After the car slowly started moving, Liang Xia said, "Dr. Lan, I heard that you are Luo Tingzhu's younger brother, right?"

“Yes, I am my sister’s younger brother,” Lan Tianluo said, grinning.

……

Fang Ziye did not return directly to the villa area. After seeing his parents off, Professor Li Yongjun waved to Fang Ziye from across the street.

Luo Tingzhu and the others had already returned to the experimental area.

"Ziye, Dean Chen wants us to go to the conference room in the administrative area together." Professor Li Yongjun's face was still somewhat dark.

"Okay, Teacher Li!" Fang Ziye said calmly, slowly clenching and extending his right fist to exercise his finger flexion and extension...

The conference room was quite crowded. In addition to Li Yongjun and Fang Ziye, there were also the group leaders and deputy group leaders from various departments such as internal medicine, traditional Chinese medicine, and laboratory medicine.

Peng Xuelin, deputy director of the medical affairs department, was holding a report. After everyone had gathered, she said in a slightly louder voice, "Dean Chen, I'm going to read out the data."

"Okay." Chen Song nodded.

"This time, our sanatorium received a total of 233 patients for observation, 197 patients with mild symptoms, and 240 patients with acute and severe symptoms. A total of 640 patients were treated."

"The vast majority of patients have had extremely good outcomes."

"The overall mortality rate at our sanatorium is less than eight percent. The mortality rate for critically ill patients is no more than twenty-five percent..."

"During this rescue operation, our sanatorium received 85% of the critically ill patients. Of the remaining 15%, only one person is currently in the ICU at Minzu University Hospital."

"This time, the doctor with the highest consultation rate in our sanatorium is Associate Chief Physician Zhou Fuyong from the Department of Surgery, and the doctor with the highest consultation rate in the intensive care unit is Professor Fang Ziye from the Department of Surgery..." "The doctor with the highest rescue rate is Professor Xue Dongfang, who is in charge of the observation area..."

Peng Xuelin described each data point very objectively, and Fang Ziye did not excel in every single one.

For example, the observation area at the entrance has the highest rescue rate, because the injuries are all superficial. Except for a very small number of people who may be overlooked and die, most of them have a good outcome.

What can a patient who can be driven away do...?

"The doctor with the highest critical care success rate is Dr. Fang Ziye, who participated in the rescue of 51 people, with a mortality rate of 4%."

Upon hearing this data, everyone gasped in shock.

Most people know that 4% of 51 is 2, and one of them is aortic dissection rupture.

Data speaks for itself; data doesn't lie!
Fang Ziye's eyes remained calm, without any change in expression.

There's no point in dwelling on what's already happened, regardless of how well or poorly it was done.

“During this emergency rescue, five medical staff members from our sanatorium were injured: three in the first group and one in each of the second and third groups.”

"A group of three people were injured at the scene of the accident. One person suffered a scratch on his right upper arm, another suffered a fractured fibula due to being crushed in his right lower leg, and the third suffered a cut on his palm."

"The second injured person was a nurse. Her right foot was run over while a stretcher was being pushed, resulting in a toe fracture."

"The third injured person is Professor Fang Ziye, who suffered cuts from rolling stones and a tendon injury to his right hand."

"During this emergency rescue, a total of ten people in our sanatorium suffered from hypoglycemia, and one person collapsed from exhaustion! After rescue and treatment, they are all safe and sound now."

"Dean Chen, all data from our hospital during this emergency rescue has been reported."

Upon hearing this, Chen Song nodded: "Song Libo, report the statistics and arrange for the work injury leave."

"And the data should be compiled and reported, and appropriate nutritional subsidies should be provided."

Song Libo immediately produced a report: "Dean Chen, five people were injured this time, including two nurses and three doctors. All of them have completed the relevant leave application procedures."

"The two nurses have already found replacements."

"The fractures of the toe and fibula were treated with Kirschner wire fixation by Associate Chief Physician Nie Mingxian and Associate Chief Physician Wu Xuanqi."

"One person was injured in the internal medicine department. It was Associate Professor Qian Cheng from the respiratory medicine department. He had a cut on his palm, but he said he could continue working. Professor Du Donglin and Associate Chief Physician Wu Xuanqi from the hand surgery department performed suturing treatment."

"Two surgical injuries occurred. Associate Professor Jiang Daobin of the Neurosurgery Department suffered a laceration on his right upper arm, which has been cleaned and sutured by Professor Du Donglin of our hospital."

"Associate Professor Fang Ziye of the Trauma Surgery Department suffered a tendon injury in his right hand, which was treated with tendon suturing by Associate Chief Physician Wu Xuanqi."

"Our hospital currently has a total of..." Song Libo continued with a detailed report.

Song Libo changed the subject, saying, "Dean Chen, during this rescue operation, two pharmaceutical companies raised prices on the spot when procuring equipment!"

“I have already had the relevant information and recordings compiled into materials and submitted them out. One copy was given to the Han City Military Region and another to the market supervision department of En City.”

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes immediately lit up.

"Which two companies?" Chen Song's voice immediately turned cold.

"Dean Chen, it doesn't matter which two companies it is," Song Libo reminded him very calmly.

Chen Song nodded: "Wang Qishan, you led the team very well in this emergency rescue. You did not arbitrarily interfere in the pursuit of the usefulness of traditional Chinese medicine in emergency rescue, and you also led the team to provide corresponding advice and treatment to most of the patients in our hospital in a timely manner."

"I have always emphasized that our TCM group, like the internal medicine and surgery groups, is part of the sanatorium. Our TCM group is useful, but medicine is not only useful for TCM. TCM is used for practical purposes."

"Traditional Chinese medicine is not for fame."

"Any medical technique that can cure diseases is a good medical technique."

Wang Qishan, the deputy leader of the Traditional Chinese Medicine group, remained calm upon hearing this and glanced at everyone, saying, "Thank you for your encouragement, Dean Chen. This is our duty."

“True TCM practitioners would not belittle other medical specialties in order to save patients or to demonstrate their superiority or sense of self-worth. Professor Yang from the Department of Internal Medicine and Professor Fang from the Department of Surgery also consulted us during their consultations at the hospital!”

Currently, the director of the sanatorium is Chen Song, who is also the head of the traditional Chinese medicine group. Therefore, Wang Qishan is unwilling to see too much division between different groups, and to avoid creating some disagreements in order to claim credit.

Chen Song then looked at Professor Yang Fenggen of the Department of Internal Medicine: "This time, Professor Yang of the Department of Internal Medicine also deserves to be commended. When our sanatorium's anesthesia team was short-handed, you stepped forward without hesitation and took charge of the patient's life monitoring."

"It has made a great contribution to protecting trauma patients before, during and after surgery."

"During surgery for trauma patients, 70% is monitoring and 30% is surgery itself. Our sanatorium's performance in this critical care emergency is a testament to your outstanding contributions!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fenggen quickly replied, "Dean Chen, you flatter me. It's true that seven parts monitoring and three parts surgery are true, but without the three parts, the other seven parts are meaningless."

"This can be seen from the data in the two sets of statistics."

"The professors in surgery have done their utmost in the rescue of trauma patients..."

Yang Fenggen did not set a benchmark for himself.

While internal medicine or general emergency care may be acceptable, surgery plays a crucial, even pivotal, role in handling major trauma emergencies.

It is undeniable.

Chen Song then turned to Li Yongjun: "Professor Li Yongjun, Department of Surgery."

"Since you transferred Professor Fang Ziye from the surgical emergency team of my sanatorium, the survival rate of critically ill patients in the sanatorium has dropped to 18 percent."

"What makes you think you can take responsibility for this?"

After Chen Song finished speaking, he urgently tapped the table: "Right now, at the entrance, at the transfer station, people from the Enshi Health and Wellness Commission and the Military Medical Management Office are there communicating and explaining to the families of the deceased patients. Do you want to go and participate?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yongjun immediately lowered his head.

He had no answer to that question!

Since there is no right answer, even if he said that the number of patients Fang Ziye rescued on-site was no less than the number of patients rescued inside the sanatorium, it would be meaningless.

Even if Fang Ziye didn't go, some patients might not be in absolute danger of death. It's just that the on-site treatment might not be as good, and some patients might have to be transferred to a sanatorium, where there is still hope for survival.

However, after Fang Ziye left the sanatorium, there were indeed some patients who could have been saved, but they are now gone forever.

"Dean Chen, I cannot take responsibility."

"No matter how Dean Chen handles it, I will accept the outcome without hesitation," Li Yongjun said in a deep voice.

Chen Song looked at everyone and said, "The surgical team's contributions and demerits cancel each other out in this rescue. There will be no reward, and I will not report any merits for anyone."

"Surgical team leader Li Yongjun deserves credit for his on-site emergency command!"

"But the overall rescue command was a complete mess, and the focus and positioning were not right at all. The merits and demerits canceled each other out."

“You are a team. Since you are the head of the surgical team, you are the person in charge of the team. Every word and action you take, every choice you make, is actually a matter of life and death.”

"The mistakes you make will not only affect yourself, but also your team. That's your responsibility."

“Every success is a blessing, a loss is a loss.”

"That concludes today's meeting."

"Group leaders, go back and assign your internal tasks." Chen Song waved his hand and did not pursue the matter further with Li Yongjun.

Because Li Yongjun did an excellent job on site, and that's undeniable!

However, on-site command is one thing, but rescue efforts are not limited to the scene itself.

Rescuing someone is different from saving them from death and curing them.

As everyone left the meeting room, they looked at Li Yongjun and the other surgeons, then at Chen Song, and remained silent.

Li Yongjun and the others, on the other hand, said nothing, quietly packed up their notebooks, and left the meeting room.

After leaving the conference room, Li Yongjun turned around and asked, "Professor Lin, is our surgical team's operating room closed now?"

"Yes, the on-site rescue has ended. No more patients have been transferred here. It's estimated that there won't be any more..." Lin Qiaoshan swallowed the two living people.

"Yes, instruct each group later to make sure they do their elective surgeries meticulously."

"Each team carefully assesses the condition of the patients in the hospital, and once their vital signs are stable, they will transfer the patients out of the hospital one by one."

“We will gradually resume the responsibilities of our sanatorium,” Li Yongjun said.

Lin Qiaoshan immediately pressed on, "Professor Li, what about those who were injured during the on-site rescue?"

"I mean, the functional departments like fire and police."

Li Yongjun replied without hesitation, "Continue with observation and recovery, and arrange for discharge gradually when appropriate!"

Lin Qiaoshan frowned: "I'm afraid that this might cause dissatisfaction among some other patients."

Keeping the people in the functional departments behind while transferring everyone else out—isn't that discriminatory treatment?
“If they’re dissatisfied, so be it. They were the first to arrive at the scene when the accident happened, and they deserve to be treated well.” Li Yongjun, who came from Kyoto Hospital, was very confident about this.

Lin Qiaoshan immediately said, "Professor Li, it's not just that. There are also some bystanders who rushed to the scene to help rescue the injured immediately after the incident. What about these people?"

“They are not in this line of work, and that is why I raised this concern with you, Professor Li.”

Lin Qiaoshan's considerations were quite thorough.

Yes, police officers and firefighters deserve to be treated well, but on another level, these are the professions they make a living from, and they have to go.

They underwent special training!

However, there are also some members of the public who are simply acting out of pure goodwill. They are not professionals, they have not been trained, and they were injured while participating in the rescue. If we were to make a blanket decision, it would inevitably be somewhat inhumane.

"Personally, I think that although Dean Chen didn't mention it, he must have considered it in his mind."

“Normally, our sanatorium wouldn’t need to deal with this kind of thing, but this is a special case.”

"After a fire breaks out, it's not just about putting out the fire and cleaning up the scene, nor is it just about the emergency care over the past few days; there's also a lot of follow-up work." Lin Qiaoshan's stubble swayed up and down, sharp as steel needles.

Li Yongjun's eyes flashed.

"Then we'll discuss this matter later. Let's arrange the follow-up surgery and treatment first."

(End of this chapter)