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Chapter 705 Rome wasn't built in a day! ~ (Please subscribe)

“If no one pulls them ashore, they will sink to the bottom of the sea. Many people have sunk to the bottom of the sea like this, and she said she was just a lucky exception.”

Fang Ziye was in the living room, holding a cup of tea. He was checking the schedule for the following week on his computer when he turned his attention to his phone and saw Liao Jia's reply.

Fang Ziye put down his teacup and cautiously replied, "So young, yet you can say such things? Brother Liao, you haven't run into some kind of high-level magic trap, have you?"

Liao Jia replied seriously, "I've also considered this possibility, so I'll keep investigating her for a while longer."

"If she is truly interested in studying, I could certainly support a student with my current financial resources."

"But it depends on her sincerity," Liao Jia replied somewhat wickedly.

Fang Ziye knew that although Liao Jia frequented brothels, he never harassed respectable women; he was just trying to create a carefree image for himself.

We're all adults. It's a mutually agreeable arrangement, each getting what they need, and complementing each other's strengths and weaknesses—it's perfectly normal.

Fang Ziye wouldn't take the moral high ground either: "Brother Liao, this isn't about money. None of us on the team can handle this."

"And Brother Liao, the location where you encountered her does indeed raise some eyebrows; you should still be careful..."

Fang Ziye regarded Liao Jia as the core target of his team, but before he could even "fire", Liao Jia had already fallen into someone else's "trap"!
Even if this 'prisonment' has nothing to do with one's profession.

"Ziye, instead of worrying about me, you should worry about your Tingzhu..." Liao Jia replied relatively objectively.

Fang Ziye trusted Luo Tingzhu completely. She had said that her "closeness" with Xiang Cai was mainly to prevent the girl from crossing the line for money and being ruined by Liao Jia.

Although they were on the same team, Luo Tingzhu respected Liao Jia's personal abilities and professionalism, but as a woman, she never had any confidence in Liao Jia's "womanizing".

"Brother Liao, let's not talk about this anymore. Has Nie Mingxian mentioned that matter to you?" Fang Ziye changed the subject.

Fang Ziye did not show favoritism; he prepared a gift for everyone on the team.

Lan Tianluo's gift had already been sent, and he was currently very happy.

As for the gift that was originally prepared for Jie Han, Fang Ziye is still holding it with caution because of Jie Han's recent "breakdown," intending to revise it before giving it to him.

Nie Mingxian's 'gift' has already been given out.

Liu Guo was not a core member of the main team; she was merely a "family member" of Nie Mingxian, who was brought into the team along and was responsible for the overall framework of tumor chemotherapy.

Having only collaborated once, Fang Ziye hadn't yet considered him an absolute team member, so it was impossible for him to prepare a gift.

Liao Jia, this seemingly unimportant factor, was the one Fang Ziye felt he had the least control over, which is why he paid even more attention to her.

Research projects cannot be accomplished by one person alone; they require the strength of a team. The comprehensive capabilities of the core team influence the progress and the level of the research project.

Talented individuals like Liao Jia are rare and hard to find.

Liao Jia was much older than Fang Ziye, so he knew Fang Ziye's every move perfectly: "Ziye, to be honest, the reason I came to Zhongnan Hospital and then to the sanatorium was mainly because of Nie Mingxian's invitation."

"You could say I'm completely rotten, used to being a wild child, so if you suddenly put a framework in my way, I'll instinctively feel uncomfortable."

"Besides, the things you listed for me don't seem to particularly hit my sweet spot, so I can't simply say I like you." Liao Jia politely declined.

Fang Ziye picked up his teacup again. The remaining tea was very strong, stimulating his tongue and making him even thirstier in an instant.

However, Fang Ziye didn't have time to pay attention to these physical sensations: "Brother Liao, you should know my feelings very well."

“Our team really needs someone like you who can stand alone in the field of animal models. I had no other choice but to resort to this approach.”

"If I have made you feel uncomfortable, Brother Liao, I sincerely apologize and hope you will not be angry."

This is the uncertainty surrounding the temporary team, which lacks members from other hub structures.

Lan Tianluo and Jie Han are Fang Ziye's direct junior brothers. The three of them grew up together from junior doctors, and they witnessed and experienced every step of Fang Ziye's growth.

So-called feelings are formed step by step, through meals and tea, and through daily interactions and the gradual development of relationships.

As for Nie Mingxian, his acquaintance with Fang Ziye was "accidental." Afterwards, Nie Mingxian was involved in many of Fang Ziye's affairs, and the two collaborated on quite a few projects.

Now, Fang Ziye is somewhat tied to Nie Mingxian's teacher, and since Nie Mingxian himself is extremely interested in medicine, as long as his interests are tapped, Nie Mingxian won't wander off.

Liao Jia quickly replied, "I'm not that angry."

"Fang Ziye, you don't need to be so cautious. I'm really used to being carefree."

"Speaking of team strength, Fang Ziye, your team, although currently only in its early stages, has a future potential that is absolutely no less than the academician teams I've encountered!"

"However, in terms of overall strength, it is actually still very unorthodox and immature. Therefore, it is not very attractive in this respect."

"The more crucial thing is that I don't know where I'm headed, but I guess I just never liked being constrained in the first place, so I still can't change that temperament."

“When Nie Mingxian and I first arrived, I thought I would be particularly envious of your achievements, Fang Ziye. If I could integrate, I could also achieve that—”

That's exactly right!

"But now when I look back, I realize that once I actually got these things, they weren't all that great."

"Fang Ziye, you could say I've had too smooth a life, without really experiencing the harsh realities of society and life, so I've become a bit arrogant."

"But that's my experience."

My current wealth isn't a lot, but it's not little either; it's just right for my most comfortable situation in China!

Liao Jia listed his reasons very clearly.

To win people over, you can only start from three levels.

First, emotions; second, fame; third, profit.

Fang Ziye couldn't offer any benefits, and Liao Jia, that jerk, had no interest in fame, nor did it bring him any satisfaction. As for relationships, Liao Jia was currently in an emotional wasteland.

"Brother Liao, then let's not talk about this anymore. I won't do much more in the future. Let's just leave it to fate." Fang Ziye decisively gave up on further discussion.

Liao Jia has made it clear that I don't care about fame, and no matter what research topics you give me, I won't like them.

Even if I was forced to stay, I still felt uncomfortable.

Even if we can't be close friends or team members, we can still meet again in the future and laugh it off.

"Yes, let things take their course."

"I'm now over thirty-five, nearing forty, and my biggest takeaway is that everything is predestined. Heaven has its own arrangements," Liao Jia said.

"Then, Brother Liao, you should rest first." Fang Ziye cut off their conversation, then put down his phone and began to massage his temples.

This process lasted only about twenty seconds before Fang Ziye's phone rang.

Liu Huanglong, from the Department of Hand Surgery.

Fang Ziye let his phone ring for about ten seconds before calming down, answering it with a smile, and asking, "Teacher Liu, what are your instructions?"

"I have no instructions, I'm just reporting to you. I've also decided that from now on, I will no longer cause you any trouble and will start to quietly recuperate."

"I thought about it for a long time, and I still think that we should simulate your current modality in trauma surgery, rest and recuperate first, and build up the foundation of the team."

"To avoid a disconnect later on—"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye quickly said, "Teacher Liu, if it were such a trivial matter, you wouldn't have needed to call me, would you?"

"If it's something important, Teacher Liu, please speak frankly?"

Liu Huanglong would only call Fang Ziye specifically for such a sentence if he was so frustrated that there was no cure.

Liu Huanglong was neither Fang Ziye's subordinate nor an ally. If he really wanted to say that, he should have casually mentioned it when inviting Fang Ziye to dinner, which would have been more in line with his status.

Liu Huanglong said, "There is indeed something I need to trouble Professor Fang with."

"It's my father-in-law's business!"

"Hmm? Please go ahead, Teacher Liu." Fang Ziye hummed, his ears perked up, and he listened intently.

"Professor Fang, it's really nothing serious, you don't need to be so nervous."

"He's my father-in-law. He's getting old, and he works a lot, so he has some difficulty walking."

"But it wasn't to the point where surgery was necessary, so I consulted a professor in our hospital's rehabilitation department."

"Director Xiao of the Rehabilitation Department strongly recommended you. That's when I realized that you, Ziye, are actually a rehabilitation expert..."

Fang Ziye finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed not a big deal, but it wasn't a small matter either.

As people get older, their legs and feet become less mobile, so we need to see if this will affect Liu Huanglong's father-in-law's work performance.

If it has an impact, the other party may get sick and have to take a break from the front line.

Whether an academician personally visits the front lines or not, their influence in the academic community varies slightly.

Since Liu Huanglong was one of his orthopedic colleagues, Fang Ziye didn't hold back: "Professor Liu, if it's convenient for you at any time, we can meet, and I can offer some unprofessional advice for your reference."

Fang Ziye was quite wary of Liu Huanglong's father-in-law. The man was so enthusiastic that he almost found Fang Ziye a lot of "capable" assistants, all of whom were big shots in the industry.

If Fang Ziye hadn't had his own ideas, he might have joined the other side long ago, for example, like the academician of hepatobiliary surgery...

"Fang Ziye, look at how you're saying that, isn't that just being too formal?"

"Next weekend, let's find an opportunity next weekend. I'll bring my father-in-law to the trauma surgery department so you can take a look at him yourself," Liu Huanglong said.

"Alright, it's settled then," Fang Ziye agreed.

After exchanging pleasantries, Fang Ziye scratched his beard with his right index finger, then chuckled softly and said in a low voice:

"If I hadn't escaped from the sanatorium, I probably wouldn't be qualified to treat people of this caliber now, would I?"

"Qualifications are something you really have to earn yourself."

Fang Ziye didn't take this matter seriously either...

The current task is very clear, and the timeline is all in his mind. Except for Liao Jia, whom Fang Ziye doesn't know how to plan, he is quite confident about everything else.

However, Fang Ziye also knew that he couldn't make everything in his life perfect, so he would just let things take their course.

……

Time flies, and almost another week has passed in the blink of an eye.

December 9th.

Saturday.

7am.

Although it's the weekend, the trauma surgery doctors' offices are incredibly busy!
The doctor's office door was closed, and everyone was gathered around the desk, but no shift handover took place.

Yuan Weihong held a report and task assignment that he had just completed yesterday and received today—he spent a good ten minutes looking at it.

Then he raised his voice and said, "Four days later, on November 14th, our Hubei Province will usher in one of the most crucial tasks of the year, namely the co-sponsorship of the Orthopedic COA."

"This orthopedic annual meeting is hosted by the Chinese Medical Association and its Orthopedic Branch, and organized by our Hubei Provincial Medical Association."

"In other words, the Orthopedics Branch of the Hubei Provincial Medical Association needs to arrange the content for this event."

"Director Li Feng of the Orthopedics Branch and Vice President Cai Heng of the Orthopedics Branch of the Spinal Surgery Department of our hospital discussed our hospital's reception tasks and on-site arrangements for this orthopedic event."

"Among them, the one that is relevant to our trauma surgery department is that our trauma surgery department was responsible for receiving Academician Zhang Xingze and Academician Jiang Baoguo."

When Yuan Weihong said this, everyone's eyes flashed and they looked in the direction where Fang Ziye was.

Currently, there are only two or three academicians in orthopedics who are still relatively active in clinical practice and research.

The newly elected academicians Zhang Xingze and Jiang Baoguo in 21, and the academician Tang Fupei in 23, are all engaged in trauma surgery-related fields.

Among them, Academician Tang Fupei has a background in military hospitals, so he might not even attend the COA (Chinese Association of Orthopaedics) annual meeting.

Generally speaking, co-organizers at the level of COA will try to distribute the work of receiving academicians as evenly as possible, and will not let one hospital or one department be responsible for it.

However, although academicians have now moved away from the "succession system," in practice, the unspoken principle of specialist succession still applies.

In other words, new slots will only be available after a senior academician in trauma surgery passes away or becomes a senior academician.

Currently, the person with the best chance of getting to this stage in the entire trauma surgery field of Hubei Province has not been Duan Hong of Tongji Hospital, but rather the focus has shifted to Fang Ziye.

The office fell silent.

Fang Ziye, however, kept his eyes focused on his nose, his nose on his mouth, and his mouth on his heart, and didn't say anything.

Yuan Weihong said, "This task is simple in some ways, but difficult in others. In addition to doing a good job of receiving guests, we also have to do a good job of guiding them."

"In particular, Professor Zhang Xingze, who is currently the chairman of the Orthopedics Branch of the Chinese Medical Association, has a lot of speeches to give this time."

"Therefore, we need someone familiar with the terrain to scout out the location in advance and arrange Professor Zhang Xingze's agenda and route map ahead of time."

"Make sure to communicate and hand over the arrangements in advance, and find out the itineraries of Professor Zhang Xingze and Professor Jiang Baoguo, when they depart, when they land, and when they return. Also, find out what time their plane or high-speed rail tickets are."

After Yuan Weihong finished speaking, he looked at Li Yuanpei and asked, "Li Yuanpei, can you arrange Professor Zhang Xingze's agenda and schedule?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yuanpei's Adam's apple bobbed twice. He nodded, but replied, "Teacher Yuan, I can provide transportation, but I might need one or two people to help me."

"You make your own arrangements. Apart from those who have other tasks in the department, you coordinate the rest of the people yourself."

After Yuan Weihong finished speaking, he put down the list in his hand and said in a low voice, "If the two professors' schedules don't conflict, let Ziye drive you there."

"You'll be in charge of leading the way."

Upon hearing this, Deng Yong interjected, "But wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate to send someone to the industry zone? After all, Professor Zhang Xingze has a relatively high professional title."

Academic conferences are not just a matter for clinicians. Although Deng Yong has not yet returned to clinical practice, he is entitled to participate in any academic conference.

"Professor Deng, this is what I was thinking: when we go to the airport or high-speed rail station to receive them, it's not necessary for a full professor to appear. Fang Ziye is an associate professor, and he's still young!"

"This way, Professor Zhang Xingze won't seem like he's being overly ostentatious, and we've also sent people."

"As for the reception arrangements for Professor Zhang and his group after their arrival in Wuhan, Director Li Feng and Director Duan Hong have made other arrangements."

The Hubei Provincial Medical Association has a large framework, and the Orthopedics Branch is just one of its branches. In addition to the Orthopedics Branch, there is also the Trauma Surgery Branch, which is chaired by Duan Hong.

Although the Trauma Surgery Branch is in a "parallel" structure with the Orthopedics Branch, it is nominally still under the jurisdiction of the Orthopedics Branch. The Trauma Surgery Branch has only been promoted from a group to a branch, not separated.

"Okay!" Deng Yong didn't say anything more.

Now that Yuan Weihong is in power, he cannot interfere too much or restrict Yuan Weihong's performance.

Yuan Weihong continued, "The second thing is that, Professor Deng and Professor Han, as representatives of the Department of Trauma Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital, you may also need to undertake certain reception duties."

"Director Li Feng gave me a list, some of which are professors. You and Professor Han might need to handle this, as I am not of a high enough rank."

Han Yuanxiao was only suspended from his work at Zhongnan Hospital; he was not dismissed. Therefore, attending academic conferences was a normal right of him as a professor.

Moreover, Professor Han Yuanxiao has already gotten rid of his frivolous air and will soon be able to return to clinical practice. Therefore, it is just right to have him represent the trauma surgery team in Hubei Province to connect with colleagues across the country.

In reality, it was Deng Yong who took the senior experts from Zhongnan Hospital to identify people. Currently, because of Fang Ziye's relationship, Deng Yong has been barely recognized as one of the top experts in the country and has barely squeezed into the circle of people like Duan Hong.

Although Yuan Weihong is the administrative director of the Department of Trauma Surgery, at the national COA conference, people don't look at your institution or position, but only at your qualifications and how well you know other people.

Yuan Weihong then looked at Professor Gong Jiahe: "Professor Gong, you are a newcomer and a distinguished guest, so we haven't assigned you any tasks."

"On the contrary, Tongji Hospital has already arranged for someone to process your travel request, and you can reply as appropriate."

“We’ve also arranged an assistant for you,” Yuan Weihong said immediately, trying to ingratiate himself.

Someone of Gong Jiahe's caliber is already on par with Duan Hong. They will inevitably be chairpersons or guests at one of the branch venues, in charge of the rhythm of that venue. Sitting there, they will be a force to be reckoned with, the pillar of Zhongnan Hospital.

This pillar of stability is even more reliable than Deng Yong.

"I will follow the arrangements made by Director Yuan and Director Li Feng." Gong Jiahe's reply was very down-to-earth, without any attempt to suppress the local power.

Someone of Gong Jiahe's caliber certainly wouldn't do very simple reception work, much less serve drinks. What he needs to do is receive the respect of others, represent the identity of Zhongnan Hospital within his own circle, and demonstrate the prestige of the region.

Furthermore, the Gong family currently represents the foundation of trauma surgery in Hubei Province, as well as its voice and influence nationwide.

After Yuan Weihong made arrangements for the reception and itinerary, he immediately divided the people into several groups.

Chen Fang and Peng Long couldn't be idle either; they also had tasks, such as maintaining order at the venue and serving as staff, all of which required graduate students and doctoral students from the department to take on these roles.

While some assistance may come from pharmaceutical companies and other organizations, they are not necessarily highly professional, and their qualifications vary widely. Therefore, it is essential to assign tasks to graduate students and doctoral candidates who have experience in large-scale conferences and provincial orthopedic meetings.

Han Yuanxiao took the initiative to take over Professor Peng Long's group, while Deng Yong went to take charge of Chen Fang's group.

Yuan Weihong then gathered Fang Ziye and the others together, saying, "Ziye, at this orthopedic conference, your task is final, and your responsibility is the greatest!"

"Because in addition to your role as a speaker, you may also need to move around to other breakout sessions to prevent anyone from being blind and spewing nonsense at people from our hospital."

"You don't need to worry about the graduate student and youth sessions. Just pay attention to the sessions where Professor Deng Yong, Professor Liu Huanglong, and Professor Du Yingshan from our Department of Orthopedics speak."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye immediately said, "Master, I already have four lectures."

"I only applied for one game myself; the other three games were booked by me."

The most normal way to get a speaker list for an orthopedic conference is to apply yourself. However, for more renowned professors, the organizers and co-organizers will invite them to give presentations.

"When? Tell me right now." Yuan Weihong perked up his ears and began to record the time.

This year's COA was divided into more than a dozen breakout sessions.

If there is a time conflict, Yuan Weihong should inform the others in advance and tell them to be careful.

"There will be two sessions on the 14th: one at 9:00 AM, the Trauma Surgery sub-venue, and the other at 4:30 PM, the Innovation and Application Forum."

"Session number 15, 11:00 AM. Hand Surgery sub-venue."

"Nine o'clock in the morning on the 16th. Orthopedics sub-venue."

"I was originally invited to speak at the orthopedics sub-venue at 9 a.m. on the 14th, but I declined and recommended Nie Mingxian instead," Fang Ziye said.

"Is Tingzhu not participating this time?" Yuan Weihong pressed.

“Tingzhu is currently a postdoctoral researcher at our trauma surgery postdoctoral research station, so it’s not convenient for her to appear in the orthopedics department. She went to the youth conference,” Fang Ziye said.

"Have you finished writing all the questions for the lecture?" Yuan Weihong asked immediately.

One presentation and four presentations are completely different.

Fang Ziye said, "I only received the final notification on the 7th. I originally only planned to perform one show, and this is just the first draft. In the end, it can only be the first draft. I don't have time to revise it!"

“Master, it’s not that I’m not careful, but I don’t have time. I can only focus on getting the two trauma surgery sessions done first.”

"I can't turn down the others, so I can only go and muddle through."

Although Yuan Weihong was very dissatisfied with Fang Ziye's words, what Fang Ziye said was true.

It was the other participants at the orthopedic conference who disrupted Fang Ziye's plans. Therefore, Fang Ziye certainly couldn't achieve perfection.

This was not an academic report that Fang Ziye initiated; it was a commissioned article!
Therefore, it is impossible to pursue perfection.

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he continued, "Oh, by the way, Master, Professor Zhang Yue from West China Hospital has invited you to dinner on Friday night, which is the 15th. You should go too."

"A message that was just sent to me today."

"The entire agenda was only released today."

"At noon on the 16th, I went to the Sixth People's Hospital of Shanghai; on the evening of the 17th, I went to Huashan Hospital; and on the evening of the 14th, Vice President Jiang of Beijing People's Hospital also sent me a message inviting me to dinner." Fang Ziye recounted the important invitations he had received as if they were his own treasures.

Yuan Weihong listened and carefully considered each point in time.

Rome wasn't built in a day, and turning iron into a needle takes more than a day's work.

Fang Ziye received so many invitations not because he was handsome, nor because he suddenly rose to prominence.

Instead, Fang Ziye had accumulated experience over a year and a half, and this accumulation had achieved the key milestone of "overtaking on a curve".

After thinking it over, Yuan Weihong replied, "I'll try my best to arrange it, but I can't guarantee everyone will be there. Your master also has friends!"

Fang Ziye immediately said, "Master, actually I also want to recommend a few, but I would like to hear your advice."

"Although Professor Zhang has no scheduled appointments at the moment, there will inevitably be unexpected in-person invitations later."

"Alright! You decide for yourself. I don't know which one to recommend either." Yuan Weihong shook his head directly, ignoring Fang Ziye's words.

Which of the following hospitals—Sixth People's Hospital of Shanghai, Huashan Hospital, West China Hospital, and Beijing People's Hospital—doesn't have a much higher standing in the field of orthopedics than Zhongnan Hospital?

If one or two bigwigs from hospitals are allowed to dine with you, it's already a sign of respect.

If it wasn't Fang Ziye, then it was Deng Yong who had to shamelessly go out and have dinner with them, instead of them inviting him.

After Yuan Weihong finished talking about Fang Ziye, he looked at Li Yuanpei and said, "Yuanpei, could you analyze this form carefully? I feel a bit overwhelmed."

Li Yuanpei also had an electronic version of the form: "Teacher Yuan, you don't need to consider all the situations. We just need to do our own tasks."

"This is the annual meeting for the entire orthopedics department, not an academic conference hosted by our hospital. Let's take care of what we can first, and leave the other difficult issues to Director Li Feng, okay?"

"Let him fill in the gaps. We're not in those positions, why should we worry about all this?"

In the past, Yuan Weihong would naturally have listened to Li Yuanpei's advice.

But today, Yuan Weihong shook his head: "Yuanpei, so don't you feel a headache?"

"What is the meaning behind the fact that Director Li Feng, Professor Duan Hong, and so many deputy directors specifically entrusted the task of receiving academicians to our hospital's trauma surgery department?"

"They've given you so much face, and you're here saying you only care about what you're supposed to do?"

"Someone built a ladder for you, and you repay them with a fart?"

Li Yuanpei was completely bewildered; Yuan Weihong's words had hit a nerve in his knowledge base.

The matter of Hubei Province wanting to promote Fang Ziye to compete for a future academician position in orthopedics is simply beyond the reach of someone at Li Yuanpei's level.

"Teacher Yuan, I don't know how to arrange it either." Li Yuanpei was also very sensible and did not refute.

"Qin Geluo, why don't you take a few people to make rounds first? I'll discuss the orthopedic conference with Ziye and Yuanpei and try to come up with a preliminary plan by this weekend."

"It will not affect the surgery schedule on weekdays."

Fang Ziye raised his right hand to look at his watch and said, "Master, I still have outpatient appointments today."

“Then go ahead and do your thing.” Yuan Weihong nodded, indicating that he had already thought of this.

Fang Ziye is a newly promoted associate senior physician, so it's perfectly normal for him to schedule his outpatient clinic on weekends. After all, he's young.

Qin Geluo's current outpatient clinic days are also Sundays.

"Lin Fangzhong," Fang Ziye called out, turning his head.

Lin Fangzhong immediately followed Fang Ziye out of the department.

The outpatient clinic opens promptly at 8:00 AM on Saturdays, and patients can arrive up to 15 minutes late; otherwise, impatient patients may file a complaint.

……

After leaving the ward, Lin Fangzhong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He patted his chest and said, "Senior, the scale of COA is too big. I've felt like I can't breathe since Monday."

Fang Ziye nodded: "This is also the first time I've experienced the pressure of co-organizing COA. There are just too many factors to consider."

“In the past, I would just attend conferences, so I could just take a quick look around and didn’t have to think about any tasks.”

"Now, as a co-organizer, I've found there are just too many trivial things to deal with."

"What my master mentioned this morning, has not even really begun yet."

"At that time, there may be dozens of on-site registration points, and our graduate students from Wuhan will need to be on-site to guide the registration process, and also to distribute gifts and participation certificates."

"We also need to check the meeting venue setup in advance, inspect the equipment at the meeting venue, and prepare interfaces for various computer models!"

“We can’t leave all these things to the hotel; we have to be prepared ourselves.”

"Our department is responsible for the Jiangyao Hall 303 branch venue. Everything must be arranged perfectly, without any mistakes. This is a matter of respect for all the participants." Fang Ziye's speech is becoming increasingly authoritative and authoritative.

Lin Fangzhong nodded vigorously: "Senior Brother Li Yuanpei said that I should be responsible for bringing the computer and recording the titles of each speaker's PPT, so that I can write articles about them later."

"If any teacher doesn't have a computer, they can use mine."

"Of course, this possibility is extremely small..."

Fang Ziye smiled and said, "Even if the chances are slim, we should still be prepared. Don't forget the charger, adapters, and things like that."

"After this month, we have the Hubei Provincial Orthopedics Annual Meeting, and you will be more experienced then."

Lin Fangzhong asked expectantly, "Senior, what level is generally required to speak at a COA session of this caliber?"

"Let me give you a breakdown. In Hubei Province, just considering the entire trauma surgery department, including Zhongnan Hospital, Hubei Provincial People's Hospital, Tongji Hospital, and Union Hospital, there are about sixteen professors with full professorships."

"This doesn't even include the Fourth Hospital, etc."

There are more than 30 provinces in the country.

"There are only 133 daily schedule items related to our trauma surgery session."

"At that time, hospitals such as Kyoto Union Hospital, Tongji Hospital, Kyoto Third Hospital, Kyoto Jishuitan Hospital, Kyoto People's Hospital, and Huashan Hospital will occupy the majority of the spots."

“My mentor, Professor Deng Yong, might be able to secure a position if he’s lucky.”

"Professor Duan Hong and the like will definitely have a place."

Seeing Lin Fangzhong's increasingly admiring expression, Fang Ziye immediately realized that he was boasting, so he said, "Your senior brother was just lucky; he accidentally stepped on a rather sensitive spot."

"Otherwise, at most I'll just show my face at the youth meeting, and that depends on whether other people are willing to give me a chance."

Lin Fangzhong shook his head, forcing a smile that looked like he'd had cosmetic surgery done on his eyes: "Senior brother, don't be so modest."

"Who in the department doesn't know that you, senior colleague, are so outstanding that it's almost abnormal?"

"Everyone says that you are now one of the most prominent figures in our hospital's orthopedics department."

Fang Ziye smiled and nodded: "Perhaps you could say that."

"It is also because my masters were willing to support me and prevent me from encountering any messy or unpleasant things."

"Otherwise, in many hospitals, the handover between old and new doctors can be deadly, and the development of new technologies will affect the 'reputation' and 'interests' of senior professors!"

"If you disagree, you won't even have the opportunity to conduct new research in clinical practice. You either endure it or you leave."

Fang Ziye shook his head slightly and said regretfully, "Actually, our hospital is in a similar situation right now. I hope it hasn't caused you any major trouble."

This is a problem that other hospitals at lower levels encounter, and it is also a problem that Zhongnan Hospital is currently facing.

The department has limited resources.

With fixed hospital bed resources, if procedures for traumatic injuries and limb salvage are to be performed, then patients with other diseases will have nowhere to go.

You're conducting clinical trials for J8 when there are no patients?
Modern trauma surgery revolves around these two procedures. In other words, in the context of Lin Fangzhong and others, if you don't rely on these two surgeries, you'll either die or be 'forced to death'!
Fang Ziye never imagined he would become an academic or professional leader, but with limited resources in trauma surgery, he was forced into becoming this beast.

The Department of Trauma Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital had no other choice; if they didn't choose this advantageous route, they would be handing over a great opportunity to others.

Use your weaknesses to compete with others' strengths in specific diseases and surgical procedures.

Fang Ziye was well aware of this, which is why he tried so hard to ensure that the current graduate students did not fall too far behind.

They can make up for it in their own 'way', keep up with the pace, and not have their future too badly affected.

Fang Ziye himself came from such a position, and it hasn't been long, so he knows what it feels like for others to 'talk without understanding the pain,' so he tries to do as much as possible.

In the future, when Fang Ziye has been away from the grassroots for a long time, he may not be able to empathize as much as he does now.

"Senior brother, actually no." Lin Fangzhong lowered his head slightly, his voice barely audible.

"Don't say you don't, you can't fool me."

"Your senior brother here isn't so easily swayed by praise that he's completely out of his mind!"

"So, whether you scold me, fear me, or truly respect me, I will always regard you as my junior brother."

"Moreover, because you are my junior brother, my feelings for you are bound to be different from those for others." Fang Ziye's thinking was very clear.

Lin Fangzhong remained silent.

“Lin Fangzhong, I’ve been through this age too. Your current position is what I was in a few years ago, so I know you’re all thinking something.”

"Of course, I don't know exactly what you're thinking."

"But if the opportunity arises, I hope you can tell me, and I won't be angry," Fang Ziye said.

After hearing Fang Ziye's words, Lin Fangzhong mustered up his courage and said, "Senior brother, there are indeed some rumors circulating in the department right now."

“In particular, the students and senior students in Associate Professor Chen Fang and Associate Professor Peng Long’s group all said that they were all just there to make up the numbers.”

“Apart from senior brother Xiong Jinhuan, the other fellow students are completely unable to compete with Professor Deng’s group of graduate students.”

"Because the resources we receive are not distributed evenly."

"So, we need to consider how to stay at our hospital, while they need to consider which prefecture-level city hospital to go to."

"Even for those who want to pursue a doctorate, the spots in our department are usually reserved for students from our group!"

Fang Ziye nodded and asked in return, "But what's the truth?"

Lin Fangzhong's eyes widened, not understanding what Fang Ziye meant.

"The fact is that Professor Han Yuanxiao's doctoral degree is more likely to be Professor Han Yuanxiao's master's degree, and our group's doctoral degree is more likely to be our group's master's degree."

"The other fellow disciples, those who could fight their way up, did, and those who couldn't, all left."

"It is impossible to achieve absolute fairness. We can only achieve objective fairness."

"That is to ensure fairness in the mechanism at the moment of staying in the hospital or taking the doctoral entrance exam."

"That's also true in reality."

"Some people can't even afford to eat, while others hire tutors and attend all sorts of training classes every day."

"However, no matter how unfair it may seem, parents who are able to afford it will not allow their children to experience the feeling of having to study when they are not even getting enough to eat."

"The same applies between hospitals."

"The amount of provincial research funding that Tongji Hospital's Department of Trauma Surgery receives each year is significantly less than that of our hospital's Department of Trauma Surgery."

"It's impossible for universities to be fair to each other."

"Huaqing University and Kyoto University receive far more funding than other universities."

"However, Rome wasn't built in a day."

“These universities weren’t first-rate in the country from the very beginning,” Fang Ziye replied.

Lin Fangzhong continued, "But senior brother, aren't Tsinghua University and Beijing University precisely because of their geographical advantages and the concentration of excellent student resources?"

"So what? This is the objective situation, and you can't change it. Kyoto University and Tsinghua University won't tolerate you trying to change the status quo."

"What we can do is either join them, or, to the best of our ability, recruit some truly knowledgeable and high-quality students to complete a new round of continuous growth."

"Eat what you're capable of," Fang Ziye said.

"We've arrived at the outpatient clinic. Let's talk about this later..."

Fang Ziye ended the conversation abruptly, but as soon as he entered the floor where the orthopedic clinic was located, his phone flashed with a message—

Professor Zhou Yan from Xiangya Hospital.

(End of this chapter)