top student at medical school

Chapter 708 Professor Fang is truly a remarkable person!

Fang Ziye's lack of regrets could not sever the attachment of others, nor could the regrets of others entangle Fang Ziye's peace of mind.

In the trauma surgery department, Deng Yong and Han Yuanxiao, two senior officers with nothing much to do, led Li Yuanpei and others to start planning the specific details of the reception, assigning tasks to individuals in detail.

Professor Gong Jiahe holds a superior position and currently holds no administrative post. As a newcomer, he is not burdened with miscellaneous tasks and only needs to lead ward rounds and take charge of the wards.

When Fang Ziye returned, Professor Gong Jiahe also returned with his men and overheard Deng Yong and Han Yuanxiao arguing slightly over one person.

Gong Jiahe waved his hand, signaling Associate Professor Chen Fang to assign surgeries, and casually stepped closer: "Professor Deng, I know Professor Leng from the General Hospital of the Army. If you have trouble making arrangements, I can take him out for a drink."

Upon hearing this, Deng Yong and Han Yuanxiao immediately gave awkward smiles. Deng Yong asked, "Professor Gong, are you also acquainted with Professor Leng from the General Hospital of the Army?"

“We’re familiar with each other; we’ve met many times,” Gong Jiahe replied.

"Once he arrives, take him directly to Zhongnan Hospital. You don't need to worry about Professor Deng anymore, okay?"

Gong Jiahe had also met with representatives from the General Hospital of the Army. This time, Professor Tang Fupei would also be attending, but he would not be there on the day of the opening ceremony.

He will return to Kyoto immediately after giving a lecture on the 17th. Professor Leng will lead the delegation from the General Hospital of the Army to the conference.

"That would be best, then I'll have to trouble you, Professor Gong."

"Originally, Professor Gong, you didn't need to bother with the annual meeting this year," Deng Yong replied cautiously and politely.

Although even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake, Deng Yong is still quite far behind Gong Jiahe, a powerful figure who can also make a name for himself in the Enshi Sanatorium.

The gap in personal connections and social resources is also significant.

"Hey, do what needs to be done, and help out when there's nothing to do. Professor Deng, you don't need to treat me like an outsider," Gong Jiahe said casually.

Fang Ziye stepped forward at the right time: "Teacher Gong, thank you for your hard work."

When Fang Ziye walked in, Yuan Weihong glanced at him a few times, but continued with his own business.

"Let's still schedule bed 9 on Tuesday. Although he was admitted later, the results of the preoperative examinations of the patients in bed 5 who were admitted earlier were not good. Just to be on the safe side, let him recuperate for a while first."

"If his blood pressure continues to fluctuate, we would rather cancel the surgery than take the risk."

"Take the time to patiently explain to the patient and their family..."

"I don't want to experience the trauma that happened in the hand surgery operating room last month."

Deng Yong was arranging other things: "This time, it's Xinjiang Province..."

A team is composed of many people, and the role of a team is to be able to operate simultaneously when multiple things happen.

Depending on the number of people in the team, it can be transformed into multiple small centers.

After seeing Deng Yong and Han Yuanxiao continue their conversation, Fang Ziye went to Yuan Weihong's side and began to participate in the preoperative discussion.

Morning, half past ten.

After Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong finalized the surgical arrangements for the next three working days, Qin Geluo and Li Nuo led separate teams to explain the reasons to the patients who were scheduled to have surgery and those whose surgery was postponed.

Yuan Weihong was led out by Deng Yong and Han Yuanxiao, and they walked all the way to the director's office, presumably to discuss the "leading" professors from the famous domestic hospitals that Zhongnan Hospital would be responsible for receiving this time.

Providing the expected hospitality and fulfilling the duties of a host is the traditional way to treat guests. It doesn't have to be an exhaustive arrangement, but at least it shouldn't give the impression that you're co-organizing the annual meeting in a chaotic and disorganized manner, ultimately embarrassing the entire province's orthopedics department.

Li Yuanpei immediately formed another small central team and assigned tasks to Fang Ziye, Shu Lang, Qiao Fei, Ning Zhengyang, Cao Nong, and others.

"Ziye, when is Jiehan coming back? Can he help pick someone up?"

"We haven't found a suitable person to arrange for Professor Xiao Tao from the Sixth Affiliated Hospital of Shanghai Medical University."

"Although Professor Xiao Tao is indeed not as well-known as Professor Zheng Haidong or Professor Lin Yuan, it would be inappropriate not to make some connections."

"If Jiehan really can't make it in time, I'll have to ask my friends in other specialties for help."

"We simply can't accommodate all the available seats!"

Fang Ziye hurriedly replied, "Jie Han should be able to make it; he'll be back Tuesday night."

"Tianluo will also be here. They each submitted a speech for the youth forum. Apart from making PPTs, they probably don't have anything else to do."

Li Yuanpei was very busy and quickly wrote down the names of Jie Han and Lan Tianluo.

"Shulang, your task will be more demanding. You will be picking up three people in total, two of whom are mandatory. According to the preliminary statistics from yesterday, their schedules do not conflict."

"One plane lands at 9 a.m., and the other lands at 7 p.m.."

"I've also assigned you a task for 3 PM, but you must let me know if you can make it then! If you really can't, then I won't make this trip."

"If you go, you must reply to me by 4:30 PM to see if you can get to the airport by 7 PM!"

Upon hearing this, Shu Lang frowned and slowly nodded, noting down the details.

"You don't need to remember it, I will send you the information separately later."

After interrupting Shu Lang, Li Yuanpei continued to look at Qiao Fei and Ning Zhengyang.

After more than half an hour, Li Yuanpei finished assigning tasks to the doctoral and master's students before looking at Fang Ziye.

"Ziye, you are the most troublesome one."

"There are two more surgeries scheduled in the operating room on Wednesday, so we must be prepared with contingency plans."

"If Professor Yuan calls and asks you to go on stage, remember to call the professors who are answering the call and explain."

"Better safe than sorry."

Fang Ziye's schedule was the most difficult to arrange because it was very easy for it to clash with other schedules.

Fang Ziye doesn't have the ability to be in two places at once.

Fang Ziye nodded, rubbed his face vigorously, and said with a bitter expression, "Organizing a COA is much more difficult than hosting a Hubei Provincial Orthopedic Conference."

Li Yuanpei replied, "That's natural. Our Hubei Province Orthopedics Annual Meeting only invites a maximum of twenty or so national experts from our Trauma Surgery Department."

"With so many hospitals in Wuhan, if we divide them up, we can only take in two or three people at most."

"In addition to domestic professors, some international professors also come to COA for exchanges."

"After receiving the news, I heard from my colleagues at Tongji Hospital and Union Hospital that the big shots had started extensively recruiting their networks two months ago."

"Forget it, I won't complain anymore."

"What we need to do next is..."

"Reception tasks and tasks for managing the conference hall must be assigned to specific individuals."

"You guys should also keep an eye on each other and see if anyone has overlapping tasks or is just idling around doing nothing..." At around 11:40, Li Yuanpei rubbed his dry lips.

"Brother Pei, there's basically none left," Shu Lang replied, also taking notes.

They probably saw that Li Yuanpei was too tired and had a headache, so they felt sorry for their senior brother.

"Where is Fang Ziye?" Li Yuanpei turned his head left and right but did not see Fang Ziye.

"Ye-ge went to the lab and said he has to have a video conference, which will probably last until the early hours of the morning."

"Before he left, he specifically told me to call him if I needed anything, Brother Pei."

“He won’t eat! He ordered takeout for the department.” Ning Zhengyang replied immediately.

Li Yuanpei pursed his lips: "Yes, it's almost lunchtime."

"Damn it, Ziye has it tough too. He has a ton of things to do, and we can't help him with anything. We're just adding to his troubles."

"To be honest, our trauma surgery team is too small right now. If we had two or three sub-wards, we wouldn't have needed to plan all of this so meticulously."

"The takeout will be here soon, you guys eat first."

"I'll go report to my master and Teacher Yuan, and then ask Haojiang how things are going." Li Yuanpei put away his notebook and stood up.

Currently, in Associate Professor Chen Fang's group, where Professor Gong Jiahe is located, there is only one doctoral student, Liu Haojiang, and not many graduate students under him, making it even more difficult to rank them.

On the contrary, thanks to the capable Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong, Li Yuanpei was able to assign enough people, and he was afraid that Liu Haojiang and others would be unable to cook without rice.

After everyone was saddened for a while, Shu Lang clapped his hands and said, "These tasks have all been completed. The attending physician who will be performing surgery tomorrow must make sure to get the consent form signed."

"I will come over to check at seven o'clock tonight."

"Let me make this clear in advance: if you haven't finished the discussion and signed anything by 7 o'clock, you'll have to stay up all night with me." Shu Lang's tone was slightly irritated.

This irritability gave Liu Haihua, Gong Luoyuan, and other master's students a headache, causing them to furrow their brows deeply.

……

It was 7:30 in the afternoon.

In the laboratory and the conference room.

During the break, after finishing his meal, Fang Ziye packed up the takeout box and asked, "Tianluo, Jiehan, have you two finished preparing your PowerPoint presentations for the presentation?"

"Send it to me and Nie Mingxian when it's done, so we can correct any mistakes or omissions," Fang Ziye said.

"Senior brother, don't mention it."

"Still working on it." Lan Tianlu shook his head.

Jie Han, who had better writing skills, immediately nodded: "Senior, I've sent it to the group."

Fang Ziye opened Jie Han's PPT and looked at it: "Not bad, Jie Han is quite good at making PPTs."

Lan Tianlu immediately pleaded, "Senior brother, please help your younger brother."

"I'm so confused."

"I'm so tired of doing data analysis and creating charts lately."

Jie Han also knew that Lan Tianluo worked hard. Lan Tianluo was responsible for the specific implementation plan of the big data analysis task in the group all by himself.

So he secretly sent another PPT to the group, which was none other than Lan Tianluo's presentation topic.

After Lan Tianluo opened it, he said, "Senior brother, when did you finish making it for me? You should have just said something."

"Don't worry, if something like this happens again, you must tell me in advance. I will never be stubborn and feel embarrassed if you made the PPT."

Lan Tianluo has now shed his youthful naiveté and has become much more shameless.

Liao Jia then said very astutely, "Jie Han, you have such good writing skills, I suggest you prepare some PPT templates and upload them to professional websites."

"Ten yuan per download, those middle-aged old bastards in your orthopedics department don't care about a few bucks! Especially the directors in prefecture-level city hospitals."

"Within five years, you will definitely make a fortune."

Upon hearing this, Jie Han paused, then asked, "Is this a good idea?"

"What's so good about this? Paying for knowledge is a matter of mutual consent."

"If you're willing to do it, you can compile another journal on orthopedic research literature and make it available on WeChat public accounts through paid subscriptions."

"As long as you ensure the quality is good enough, it will definitely be a considerable income."

"Actually, if you just focus on limb salvage surgery for severe injuries and the research topics our group is working on, and organize and summarize them, you can attract a lot of people."

As Liao Jia's words became increasingly outrageous, Jie Han immediately shook his head: "Then wouldn't I have to switch careers and become a self-media creator?"

All my hard work has been for nothing.

It's clear that Jie Han wants to earn extra money, but he doesn't want to make these things his main job.

With Fang Ziye setting an example, both Jie Han and Lan Tianluo were striving to emulate Fang Ziye's style.

"That's true. I'm just giving you a bad suggestion. Jie Han, you absolutely shouldn't choose that. There's no need for it." Liao Jia himself has already reached a point where he doesn't even know what he wants anymore, so he certainly wouldn't offer Jie Han any real advice.

"However, making money by creating PPT templates is something I could consider; it doesn't take much time." Jie Han still wanted to make money.

After chatting for a while, those who needed to make tea finished making tea, and those who needed to go to the toilet finished going to the toilet, they plunged back into data analysis.

This is just the data from the first week of the trial. The first batch of clinical trial data is enough for a month. Similar meetings will definitely be held frequently in the future.

……

It's 2 AM.

After Luo Tingzhu finished her report, the discussion meeting finally came to an end.

Fang Ziye said, "Tianluo, we have each prepared a preliminary form and sent them to you. Please take some time to reorganize it."

"Check for omissions and fill in the gaps. If there are no omissions, one copy is sufficient for reference."

"But not today."

"It's already 2:05, everyone go back to wash up and go to bed."

Luo Tingzhu was tidying up the snack trash on the table when she asked with a hint of worry, "Senior brother, if you return it at this hour, you won't be able to sleep for long, will you?"

"Okay, I won't be going back later."

"I'll just go to the ward, brush my teeth, and go to sleep. Tomorrow."

"Oh no, I won't be going for my morning run today. After I finish my rounds, I'll go to the operating room and then take a nap depending on how things go."

"Jiehan, Tianluo, you should come back tomorrow. I can pick you up then," Fang Ziye said.

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianluo and Jie Han both rolled their eyes and shook their heads, saying, "Senior brother, why don't you not come to pick us up this time?"

"Give us a reason to spend money?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingzhu said, "Senior brother, the two of them plan to go straight to the 4S store after getting off the high-speed train, and they have arranged to pick up the car there."

Many men's first dream is to own their own car.

Fang Ziye packed up his phone and backpack, and put the computer charger away. He nodded in agreement: "Sure, buying a car will make things much more convenient."

What brands are you two planning to buy?

"It should be full payment, right?"

Jie Han and Lan Tianluo have earned a lot of money by publishing articles in the past two years. In addition, after their research at the sanatorium gained recognition, Director Chen gave them some subsidies and also provided them with food and accommodation.

He must have a lot of savings.

"We'll find out when we go see it," Jie Han and Lan Tianluo both said, keeping everyone in suspense.

Fang Ziye didn't bother to ask further: "Then I'll wait for you to bring your second daughter-in-law to see me."

Luo Tingzhu was stunned for a moment after hearing this: "What?"

Liao Jia then explained to Luo Tingzhu, "A man's car is like a second wife."

"Not for lending out!"

Luo Tingzhu rolled her eyes after hearing this.

Liao Jia shut down the conference room, and everyone's video feed was simultaneously cut off.

After shutting down the computer and closing the lid, Fang Ziye stood up, stretched, and pushed open the office door, only to find that the lights in the laboratory were still on.

This made Fang Ziye, who was about to go straight back to his department, pause slightly and head towards the laboratory's operating room.

After finding the person in the cell culture room, Fang Ziye asked, "Zhengyang, why aren't you going back yet?"

"Senior, the previous experiment failed, so we revived a batch of cells."

"I'll head back as soon as I'm done." Ning Zhengyang recognized Fang Ziye's tone.

Ning Zhengyang was one year younger than Fang Ziye, and in the same year as Shu Lang and Qiao Fei. He was Yuan Weihong's academic doctoral student.

"Okay, get some rest." Fang Ziye glanced at his watch; it was already 2:13 AM. After saying that, he left.

After leaving the laboratory, Fang Ziye noticed that the lights were still on in other laboratories on the orthopedic floor.

There are quite a few academically-oriented test-takers.

After going downstairs, Fang Ziye's footsteps kept breaking the afterimages of the streetlights as he carefully savored the memory of his junior brother, Ning Zhengyang.

Ning Zhengyang used to be somewhat arrogant. When he first came to Zhongnan Hospital, he was very unconvinced after hearing that he was good at games.

He has persisted with this sense of defiance all the way to the present.

Even though Fang Ziye, Lan Tianluo, and the others were doing very well, he still insisted on being himself, always remaining polite and never saying that he wanted to join the team and get a share of the profits.

But as the saying goes, everyone's stubbornness is actually the result of perseverance and endurance.

“His character is fine, his personality is fine, his strong personality is fine, and his talent and aptitude are not a big problem.” After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he stood still, turned his head, and glanced at the experimental building in the distance.

Relationships are built through interaction.

Friendships are not like those between men and women. They begin with physical appearance, with first impressions, then character is considered, and finally talent is categorized, constantly evolving into different levels...

"I should ask him when I have time. I can't force him, but I can't completely ignore it either." Fang Ziye murmured softly, without causing any disturbance.

After Fang Ziye rushed into the doctor's office, he found an empty bed and fell asleep immediately, considering brushing his teeth and washing his face a waste of time.

Silent all night.

……

At 6:30 a.m., Fang Ziye forgot to set his alarm. After being woken up, he grabbed his phone, turned off the alarm, and went back to sleep. He slept until 7:45 a.m., when Li Yuanpei finally broke his snoring.

He slapped Fang Ziye awake and said, "We don't have hot dry noodles, but Brother Zhou has milk and bread in his office."

"If you brush your teeth now and finish breakfast, you'll have five minutes of wakefulness left."

"What time is it?" Fang Ziye woke up, his eyes still sleepy.

He didn't get to bed until 2:30, and he was far from being in any good spirits.

“Seven forty-five…six,” Li Yuanpei said.

Fang Ziye jumped up and rushed into the bathroom.

At 7:49, Fang Ziye went straight to the inpatient general office, grabbed two pieces of bread and a carton of milk, and rushed back to the doctor's office, where he wolfed them down.

Li Yuanpei mocked, "Being an associate professor is more tiring than being a beast of burden. Is it really worth it to end up like this?"

With food in his mouth, Fang Ziye mumbled, "Maybe it's just that I'm inherently a scoundrel."

Aside from the month he took leave in August after his injury, Fang Ziye felt that he was wasting the rest of his time.

"That's because you have dreams, so you don't want to give up."

“If I were you, I could lie more upright than if I were in a coffin,” Li Yuanpei said.

Fang Ziye swallowed the bread in his mouth, which softened with milk, and then said sharply, "The inheritance your father left you, just the interest alone is more than I could earn in a lifetime without working hard."

"You're telling me you want to lie down?"

Fang Ziye wasn't lying. If he didn't work hard and went to work in a prefecture-level city hospital, he would only make a maximum of 300,000 yuan a year.

This is really not enough to cover the interest on Li Yuanpei's family savings.

Li Yuanpei had no way to refute this, so he pointed towards the office door and said, "Let's get to work, Professor Fang!"

Fang Ziye continued to stuff the remaining bread into his mouth.

"Let's go!"

……

Time flies, and two more days have passed in the blink of an eye.

On November 13th, Fang Ziye arrived at the high-speed rail station at 9:00 AM.

Professor Jiang Baoguo from Pengcheng University arrived in Wuhan at 10:30 a.m., so he still had more than an hour to go.

In the parking lot, Fang Ziye stared at the two unlicensed Maybachs, circling them back and forth, left and right, before finally turning his head and asking, "How many fish have you added on WeChat these past few days?"

A Maybach is enough to feed the fish in the pond.

If it were before, without experiencing the Liao Jia and Xiang Cai incident, Fang Ziye wouldn't have believed that the world could be so direct.

But after all, a person's knowledge and experience will continue to grow as they see more of the real world.

"There are definitely some, but not many." Jie Han tossed his hair with a slightly flamboyant air, his face beaming with confidence.

Fang Ziye ignored Lan Tianluo, who was always wealthy and arrogant and never treated money like money.

To conduct this research project, they invested six or seven million yuan, just to buy a pretext.

But Jiehan's family wasn't well-off, so she looked at him with embarrassment and said, "This must have emptied your savings, right?"

"I still have 1,500 yuan in my WeChat account for living expenses, and my credit limits on Jiebei and WeBank are full, so what's there to be afraid of?" Jie Han had the air of a nouveau riche.

Fang Ziye did a careful calculation and found that Jie Han's bonuses and commissions were also quite substantial. Although they couldn't compare to his own, as long as he didn't squander the money, he should have savings of over a million.

Fang Ziye has earned tens of millions in recent years. If he can't even get 15% of that amount from his junior apprentice, then Fang Ziye's behavior is a bit excessive.

Lan Tianluo checked the time and said, "Driver Lan, I have to go to work now. You two wait patiently."

"Hurry up and go up, don't pick up the wrong person," Fang Ziye said immediately upon hearing this.

Boasting is one thing, showing off is another, but serious business must not be neglected.

"Senior brother, you can rest assured about what I do. The ride-hailing service has already been booked, and I'm waiting after paying." Lan Tianlu raised an eyebrow at Fang Ziye.

Lan Tianluo only drove to the high-speed rail station; he didn't use this car to pick up or drop off anyone.

In the field of scientific research, people who can earn so much money at Lan Tianluo's age are extremely rare, like phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

Even top professors wouldn't be so ostentatious as to drive a Maybach. If Lan Tianluo were to pick someone up in that car!
Anyone who sees this will surely exclaim that the orthopedics department of Zhongnan Hospital is truly "expert"!
Let's not even mention the word "reputation".

After Lan Tianluo left, Fang Ziye asked, "Jie Han, why don't you think about buying a house first?"

Jie Han understood Fang Ziye's meaning and said, "Having a car would be more convenient, wouldn't it?"

“Actually, I didn’t buy this car to drive often; Huang Shan planned to use it to make a show of his business,” Jie Han replied.

"You bought this kind of car just because of Huangshan? You have to spend a lot of money to maintain it every year!" Fang Ziye said.

Upon hearing this, Jie Han explained the truth to Fang Ziye and printed out his bank account balance for Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye understood immediately after reading it. Jie Han's family background was average, but Huang Shan's family background was good. It might not be as good as Li Yuanpei's, but his family still spoiled him quite a bit.

But when it comes to talking to outsiders, it's naturally about wanting to brag a little.

“It’s alright, we’re a generation ourselves. Absolutely a generation,” Fang Ziye said.

Fang Ziye's family background was also quite ordinary, perhaps only slightly better than Jie Han's.

Jie Han said, "Senior brother, I am already very, very satisfied with this kind of income."

"All I get now are bonuses and subsidies; there's no monthly salary or performance-based income at all."

Jie Han lifted his coat: "What I want to do is, after setting aside income and livelihood, become a real doctor like you, my senior."

"Lan Tianluo is the same; in terms of passion, he loves studying medicine even more than I do!"

"Love for what you do and your interests are the best driving forces here."

"You are already excellent enough, especially you. You must believe in the saying 'great talents mature late'."

"I believe that your future achievements will surpass those of Lan Tianluo."

"Your mindset will always be a step ahead of your reality; that's an innate advantage you have."

“Even if you are slightly behind Lan Tianluo now, he will definitely not be able to surpass you in the future,” Fang Ziye replied earnestly.

Without level 5 and 6 skills, Fang Ziye would rather believe that Lan Tianluo's achievements were greater than Jie Han's, because Lan Tianluo's operational aptitude was better than Jie Han's.

But Fang Ziye is not the same Fang Ziye as before; his thinking level has been elevated through some kind of cheat code.

Therefore, looking ahead to the next few decades, Jie Han's standing will definitely be higher than Lan Tianluo's, even if Jie Han's operational level is not as good as Lan Tianluo's at that time, this is a given fact.

Jie Han doesn't need such advanced operational skills. He only needs to improve his skills to the point where he can turn his thoughts into reality. That will be Jie Han's period of high potential explosion, and it will be a continuous explosion.

"I'm very happy to see you all getting better slowly."

“I remember, we were all so poor back then. You were a little better off. Lan Tianluo was even better off,” Fang Ziye said.

After being admitted to the hospital, Jie Han started publishing articles rapidly, so the year before Fang Ziye went to Enshi, Jie Han received a higher research grant than Fang Ziye.

"Senior, you have tremendous potential!"

“Senior brother, let’s make a pact first. From now on, none of us should get involved in any financial disputes. Even if we ask to borrow money, you shouldn’t lend it to us,” Jie Han said.

"Haha, okay." Fang Ziye understood what Jie Han meant.

I don't know how many brothers have fallen because of money. Jie Han hopes that the relationship between the group will always remain pure.

……

At 10:40, Fang Ziye waited for Professor Jiang Baoguo and one of his associate professors at the exit of the high-speed rail station.

Fang Ziye quickly stepped forward to help push the box, smiling as he said, "Hello, Teacher Jiang."

Jiang Baoguo knew Fang Ziye, and also knew that Fang Ziye didn't know anyone from his group: "Zijian, this is Professor Fang Ziye!"

"Professor Fang, Du Zijian from our group has a name structure that is very similar to yours."

"Hello, Professor Du."

"Hello, Professor Fang." Fang Ziye and Du Zijian shook hands.

Fang Ziye quickly led the two towards the parking lot, asking, "Have you two professors had breakfast? If not, I can take you to try some local hot dry noodles."

"Although we arrived early, we managed to get by."

Jiang Baoguo said, "Professor Fang, you don't need to be so polite. By the way, Professor Fang, instead of going straight to check-in, could you take us to Peking Union Medical College Hospital first?"

Fang Ziye smiled and said, "Of course, Teacher Jiang."

"Is Teacher Jiang going to see Professor Zhong Junyu?"

Fang Ziye came to pick up Jiang Baoguo, so he must have known him to some extent. In 2010, Jiang Baoguo won the first prize of the Ministry of Education's Technological Invention Award for his research project on small-gap repair technology for peripheral nerves and new splicing materials.

From 2016 to 2022, he served as the director of Kyoto University People's Hospital. In December 2019, the National Trauma Medical Center was officially launched, with Jiang Baoguo serving as its director. In November 2021, he was elected as an academician of the Chinese Academy of Engineering.

On June 30, 2023, he became the head of the orthopedics group of the expert group for medical emergency response of the National Health Commission.

He is currently an academician of the Chinese Academy of Engineering, director of the National Center for Trauma Medicine, and president of Pengcheng University General Hospital.

Fang Ziye couldn't guess why Jiang Baoguo would leave Kyoto University for Pengcheng University, but a talent of Jiang Baoguo's caliber could get the best treatment at any university.

"I'm going to talk to Professor Zhong about something." Professor Jiang Baoguo wore glasses, and although his skin was slightly dark, he looked very refined.

Judging from his appearance alone, you would never guess that Professor Jiang Baoguo is related to orthopedics.

After Jiang Baoguo got into the car, he smiled and said, "Professor Fang, you've been very busy lately, haven't you?"

Fang Ziye knew that the other party was asking why he hadn't agreed to the dinner, so he quickly explained, "Professor Jiang, COA is being held in Wuhan, and Director Li of our province's orthopedics department has assigned a bunch of tasks to our hospital."

"Old Tuo, I've already been assigned to pick up Teacher Zhang tonight!"

"It was a pre-arranged task, and my superiors had asked me to do it, so I didn't dare to delay it."

Jiang Baoguo didn't think Fang Ziye was using Academician Zhang Xingze's name to pressure him. He just smiled and said, "Professor Fang seems to have extraordinary connections in Hubei Province."

"No wonder he doesn't want to go anywhere!"

Jiang Baoguo wasn't stupid. There were only a handful of academicians in the country. How could it be that all the people who attended this meeting were assigned to Zhongnan Hospital, and then Fang Ziye was sent to the meeting?

Someone is deliberately paving the way for Fang Ziye, letting him become familiar to them first.

Academicians are elected through a recommendation system.

If you're not familiar with the other person, then it's up to you whether you vote or not.

Academicians outside your field may not know you, but if no one within your field supports you, then what's the point of getting a position?

Fang Ziye hurriedly replied, "It's all thanks to the support and kindness of our seniors!"

Fang Ziye's modesty was nothing but a hollow fig leaf in Jiang Baoguo's eyes. He bluntly said, "The waterfall plunges straight down, and a hundred boats race against each other."

"Huazhong University of Science and Technology and Wuhan University are both top-tier universities in China. They will spare no effort to help any leading figure in any discipline who has the opportunity to enter the Chinese Academy of Sciences."

"Tongji Hospital and Union Hospital of Huazhong University of Science and Technology have been occupying resources for many years, and they should give way a little."

"If I met someone as young and promising as Professor Fang, I would also be very fond of him."

What Jiang Baoguo didn't finish saying was that every university would rush forward like a madman in order to get its professors elected as academicians.

Even a single discipline within a province will be given priority, striving to lead its development and ensure its continued vitality.

If it weren't for special circumstances, who would easily give up such an opportunity? There must be some reason why Fang Ziye gained such an advantage.

"Thank you for the compliment, Teacher Jiang. I'm very thick-skinned; I can even take a fake as real," Fang Ziye replied as he stepped on the gas.

Fang Ziye bought an Audi, which was eye-catching but not particularly outrageous.

"..."

Along the way, Jiang Baoguo didn't mention the meal again, nor did he explain the specific reason for going to see Professor Zhong Junyu. He just kept asking Fang Ziye some questions, which were probably trivial.

After driving into Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Fang Ziye opened the car door for Professor Jiang Baoguo and asked with a smile, "Did Professor Jiang contact Professor Zhong beforehand?"

"Do you want me to make a phone call for you?"

Du Zijian replied, "Professor Fang, please continue with your work. We'll go to the hotel to check in later. Professor Jiang and I have some business to discuss with Professor Zhong, and we don't know when we'll be finished."

"Professor Du, please feel free to call me anytime if you need anything," Fang Ziye said with a bow and a smile.

Fang Ziye didn't blame the other party for being "aloof." He had rejected the other party's kindness first, so expecting Professor Jiang Baoguo to be particularly enthusiastic towards him under such circumstances was a bit of overthinking.

Fang Ziye wasn't greedy. He felt that he could become the "darling" of the orthopedic academician team. Meeting them first was fate, and getting to know a few teachers was his unique opportunity. He didn't need to expect too much.

Of course, Fang Ziye still politely accompanied the two to the surgical building of Peking Union Medical College Hospital. After Professor Zhong Junyu and the associate professor appeared downstairs, Fang Ziye greeted everyone and then left under a pretext, not wanting to disturb them any longer.

Professor Zhong Junyu personally led Professor Jiang Baoguo to a conference room in the surgical building. After they were all alone, Jiang Baoguo said, "Professor Zhong, Fang Ziye from your province is truly a remarkable person."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Junyu pursed his lips: "Why does Professor Jiang say that?"

"Some time ago, Professor Qiu Zhenghua told me that if I had time and went to Wuhan, I should visit Xiao Fang, whom he misses dearly."

"But when I actually invited Professor Fang, he refused me," Jiang Baoguo said with a half-smile.

Jiang Baoguo himself hadn't figured out why Fang Ziye had rejected him.

Zhong Junyu also found it difficult to answer this question: "Professor Jiang and Professor Fang from Zhongnan Hospital are very outstanding young people."

"Perhaps there are other arrangements. If Professor Fang has done anything inappropriate, please do not take it to heart, Professor Jiang."

"Isn't it me, Professor Jiang, who's been waiting for you all this time?"

At Zhong Junyu's level, what he sees is momentum, not just the momentum of Union Hospital, but also the momentum of Hubei Province.

Only by accumulating momentum can success be achieved naturally.

If Hubei Province's orthopedics department wants to make a name for itself in the national orthopedics field in the coming years, it can only do so by taking shortcuts and overtaking others repeatedly until everyone else is left behind by centrifugal force.

Only then can it truly establish itself as an orthopedic treatment center that rivals those in Shanghai and Kyoto.

Only when someone from the orthopedics department of Hubei Province enters the circle of academicians can there be a continuous flow of talent, breaking the deadlock and taking action.

Upon hearing Zhong Junyu's answer, Jiang Baoguo's tone became even more certain: "It seems Professor Fang is indeed a remarkable person!"

Zhong Junyu, a professor at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, also stepped in to support Fang Ziye.

……

As Fang Ziye drove back, he hung his phone on the navigation device and connected it to his phone via Bluetooth using the car's Bluetooth system.

“Master, Teacher Jiang went directly to Peking Union Medical College Hospital and did not check into a hotel.”

"I've already called the hotel, and they'll keep Professor Jiang and Professor Du Zijian's rooms open," Fang Ziye reported.

"How is Professor Jiang Baoguo's mood?" Deng Yong asked.

Although Deng Yong agreed with and acknowledged that Fang Ziye had declined Professor Jiang Baoguo's invitation to dinner, he still wanted to help analyze the situation.

Even if we can't befriend them, we can't afford to offend them.

Fang Ziye replied truthfully, "Master, Teacher Jiang has been hinting at things indirectly, but hasn't mentioned anything substantial."

"Ugh."

"It's difficult to deal with such big shots. You can't go too far in any aspect; you can't be too cold or too hot." Deng Yong couldn't fathom Professor Jiang Baoguo's intentions and thoughts.

“Master, since we have made a choice, let’s not argue about right or wrong.”

"I'll contact Professor Zhang Xingze again and find out his schedule," Fang Ziye replied...

Fang Ziye did not return to the hospital, but went directly to the high-speed rail station.

In case someone in the hospital has an emergency, such as being stuck in traffic and unable to arrive on time, Fang Ziye will fill the vacancy.

The fellow disciples were all scattered in different places and had no chance to eat together.

At 1 p.m., Fang Ziye indeed received an unexpected assignment to drive Professor Chen from the Affiliated Hospital of Sun Yat-sen University.

Wang Zixin, who was originally supposed to pick up Professor Chen, was lured away by the professor who had been assigned to pick him up earlier, who wanted Wang Zixin to take him and his friends to try local specialties.

Professor Chen, whom Fang Ziye picked up, was exceptionally talkative. After getting in the car, he asked, "Professor Fang, you're probably still single, right? Have you ever thought about moving to Guangzhou?"

Fang Ziye responded smoothly, "Thank you for your kindness, Professor Chen. My wife and I both work at Zhongnan Hospital."

"Does Teacher Chen want to go directly to the hotel to check in, or go out for a stroll?"

Professor Chen Yumin, being quite self-aware, said, "Professor Fang, you can just take me to the hotel. I have plans to go out with some friends."

"I wouldn't dare let Professor Fang be my tour guide."

"However, Professor Fang, if it's convenient for you, we could go have lunch together..."

(End of this chapter)