top student at medical school

No one expected that the usually low-key Miyako would suddenly launch a surprise attack.

However, Gong Jiahe suddenly got up and dumped the shares, and no one could stop him.

The matter was already settled, and Fang Ziye could no longer intervene.

Everyone has different thoughts and feelings, and they have returned to their normal rhythm.

Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong, of course, went down from the operating room.

About forty minutes after Fang Ziye and the others left, Han Yuanxiao rushed to the department from outside, and Peng Long had already come out of the operating room!
Han Yuanxiao led Xiong Jinhuan into the general inpatient office and kicked Jin Hongzhou, who was living in a cramped apartment, out.

"Jinhuan, what happened during the shift handover this morning? Did someone offend Professor Gong?" Han Yuanxiao questioned carefully.

Xiong Jinhuan shook her head: "Master, no one offended Teacher Gong. It was Teacher Gong who suddenly asked Teacher Yuan Weihong how the department recruits people."

After briefly explaining the whole story, Fang Ziye then reported the details one by one.

Han Yuanxiao clenched his fist and rubbed his chin with his knuckles: "I don't know if Professor Gong thought Peng Long was too stupid, so he just kicked him on the way."

"Now there's absolutely no way out."

“If Professor Gong is determined not to let Peng Long turn back, it will be very troublesome even if Fang Ziye intervenes on his behalf.”

"More importantly, Fang Ziye may not necessarily come forward to address this issue."

Peng Longli's departure is an outward promotion; he went to the Second Affiliated Hospital of Zhejiang University as the 'director' of the limb-saving center, with a promising future ahead of him as chief physician and professor.

Ruining someone's future is like digging up their ancestral grave.

"How was your mindset when Peng Long made his rounds?" Han Yuanxiao pressed.

"She seems quite calm; I can't tell anything else," Xiong Jinhuan replied honestly, without making any unfounded speculations.

"Alas!~"

Han Yuanxiao sighed and exchanged glances with Xiong Jinhuan.

The current situation remains deadlocked. Han Yuanxiao owes Fang Ziye a huge favor, and now Han Yuanxiao is indebted to Fang Ziye.

Under these circumstances, even if Han Yuanxiao wanted Fang Ziye to step forward, he couldn't easily ask him to.

……

"Director Li, come over for class." In the operating room, Qin Geluo respectfully addressed Li Nuo.

Li Nuo was originally playing on her phone, while the disinfection of the drapes was being handled by other PhDs, including Li Yuanpei, who were guiding master's students.

He has no right to be the one to perform the surgery.

Upon hearing Qin Geluo's mockery, Li Nuo immediately tossed his phone into the shelf, stood up, and bowed his head like a 'Japanese officer': "Brother Luo, how have I offended you? Please advise me."

Qin Geluo glanced at Yuan Weihong and continued to lighten the mood: "Isn't this just the rule of the door? I'm just afraid that one day you, Master Nuo, will suddenly get angry and slap me. I can't take that."

The first level of officialdom crushes people to death.

Li Nuo spent a few years in the spinal surgery department and is now a senior associate chief physician, at the same level as Yuan Weihong and Fang Ziye.

Of the several superiors in the group, he was the only one who was in charge.

The difference between associate professor and attending physician is quite significant.

Yuan Weihong realized that Qin Geluo was targeting him, and raised his hand, saying, "Alright, alright, stop being naughty."

"Professor Gong is probably here to help clean up the atmosphere in the department."

Yuan Weihong stood up and patted the front of his thighs with both hands: "Trauma surgery is no longer the same as before. Jokes can continue, but we can't make them anymore."

"If we continue to operate like small workshops, the current situation will eventually fall on us."

After calmly considering the situation, Yuan Weihong looked at the group of PhDs and Masters in the group and said, "You don't need to be so reserved and act like you're all on edge. Right now, none of you have even climbed over the basic threshold."

"Even if a demon came, he wouldn't notice you."

"Moreover, Professor Gong has always been quite gentle and refined."

"However, for someone like Professor Gong, recruiting a few associate professors and associate chief physicians is as easy as playing around."

“Even if the department is short of full professors, he can still dig them out with a hoe.”

"They're giving us a lesson."

The Department of Orthopedics at Zhongnan Hospital has never produced a national-level expert like Professor Gong Jiahe, making it difficult to gain a deep understanding of such a person's connections and skills.

Although Fang Ziye had already glimpsed the clues, the schedule was still short and his network of contacts was insufficient. However, if Fang Ziye were to personally invite several associate professors to Zhongnan Hospital, it probably wouldn't be difficult.

Fang Ziye stood up and said, "Master, if Teacher Gong really wants to recommend someone, he must be quite capable."

"It must be someone Professor Gong has been mentoring, or someone he has always wanted to mentor. Since the department hadn't made such a plan before, he didn't speak up."

"Now that a loophole has appeared, he won't pretend to be high and mighty."

"Based on my guess, the person Professor Gong is going to invite is definitely slightly stronger than Professor Peng Long."

Yuan Weihong nodded: "In this life, who doesn't have a few people they admire in their professional field?"

Let's leave it at that.

"Brother Peng, oh Brother Peng..."

The adult world is not easy, and there is no such thing as a casual game of make-believe.

When Li Nuo heard Yuan Weihong change the subject, she immediately turned to look at Fang Ziye, her eyes sparkling with flirtatious charm, and asked in an ambiguous tone, "Brother Fang, are you free to pamper your servant tonight?"

"You haven't touched my nameplate for a full two weeks."

Li Nuo had only recently returned to the trauma surgery department, and he still found routine limb-sparing surgery for traumatic injuries quite challenging. He was also stuck in the animal model practice stage, and he wanted to get past that.

Li Nuo's words instantly gave everyone in the operating room goosebumps, but they were all used to it.

If one is not proactive enough when faced with the opportunity to learn key techniques, then Fang Ziye can be aloof and choose not to learn.

Fang Ziye trembled slightly: "Master Nuo, my orientation is perfectly normal. Please don't be so lewd."

"Hmm~"

"Understood, Brother Fang." Li Nuo was as well-behaved as a sixteen or seventeen-year-old budding flower.

Li Yuanpei raised his hand and said, "Ziye, since we've already gone today, why not take some more time?"

"Okay!" Fang Ziye nodded in agreement.

Personal development comes from hard work. For a department to grow and for talent to accumulate, it's impossible for individuals to slack off.

Currently, the department is far too disconnected from my own capabilities. We must start nurturing children from a young age to ensure a future for them.

Even if he can't train national-level players, Fang Ziye still needs to train a large number of "advanced" players to barely be enough for him to cause trouble in the future!

The surgery continued, and Fang Ziye took the stage seriously, performing the surgery, teaching, and explaining, while Yuan Weihong, Qin Geluo, and others participated in the operation.

……

Between the first and second surgeries.

After Qin Geluo and the others finished their meal, they immediately returned to the operating room to keep watch, while Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong remained seated.

On both of their plates were seven or eight slices of green cucumber left as dessert. Fang Ziye picked up a slice and asked, "Master, between Brother Luo and Master Nuo, who do you think is better suited to take over the clinical research project?"

When Yuan Weihong heard Fang Ziye ask this question, he knew that Fang Ziye was about to spend money again, but Fang Ziye was used to giving money away to people in the outer courtyard: "Li Nuo".

"Although Li Nuo seems quite flamboyant and his promotion was due to family connections, it is undeniable that he progresses much faster than Qin Geluo."

Fang Ziye also agreed with Yuan Weihong's view: "It would have been better if Master Nuo hadn't gone to the spinal surgery department."

Yuan Weihong then asked, "If Li Nuo hadn't gone to spinal surgery to gain experience, what would you have done with him now?"

"This year's winners are Zhang Zixi, Nie Xuehua, and Qin Geluo."

"Next year will be Li Nuo's turn?"

"Are you really going to open a valve in the orthopedics department?"

"One of these three spots this year was actually transferred from the orthopedics department!"

Fang Ziye only managed to secure one of the extra slots; the hospital routinely allocated one associate professor slot, and the third was a gift from Professor Du Yingshan.

Although the attending physicians in the department had some reservations, they dared not openly say that the trauma surgery department was too arrogant, given Fang Ziye's generosity.

These days, everyone in the Department of Orthopedics at Zhongnan Hospital has a lot of prestige when they go out, which is something that can't be gained by having an extra associate senior professional title or an extra person getting promoted sooner.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye could only shake his head with a wry smile: "It doesn't seem appropriate either."

"Ugh, this is fucking tough!"

Yuan Weihong raised an eyebrow, but quickly relaxed, thinking that Fang Ziye probably didn't swear on purpose.

"Professor Han, you've already sorted things out. You definitely can't touch Professor Gong."

"Chen Fang is already committed to Professor Gong Jiahe, so there's no need to pay her any attention for now. Peng Long's elimination is a done deal."

"Zhang Zixi and Nie Xuehua, what are your plans?"

Yuan Weihong took the director's seat, and his perspective changed from before.

By sheer accident, Fang Ziye managed to dismantle and rebuild the previous trauma surgery department, and now, it can be considered that everyone is working together with a certain degree of unity.

All the restless elements were crushed and flattened.

“Master, Brother Nie Xuehua and Brother Zhang Zixi have actually been very kind to me. Back in Enshi, they were the ones who introduced me to many friends.”

"After I returned, the two brothers were just too embarrassed to be overly friendly."

"Back then, I was a nobody with little influence and limited energy, so I naturally couldn't manage everything. But now the market is big enough, so I have a plan."

"It means sending Brother Nie to the limb preservation center."

"Brother Zhang Zixi, on the other hand, is expanding in the direction of reconstruction."

Yuan Weihong was taken aback, his lips trembling slightly: "A limb preservation center? You mean this?"

“Master, please don’t think I’m deliberately trying to disgust Professor Peng. There might be a trap in the Second Affiliated Hospital of Zhejiang University inviting Professor Peng over.”

"But you can't deny the vision and planning of the leaders of the Second Affiliated Hospital of Zhejiang University."

"The current development model of trauma surgery is different from the past. The simple model of trauma surgery + trauma center is no longer at the forefront."

“Our hospital must have its own limb preservation center. Even if Tongji Hospital and Union Hospital have not planned for this area, we will still do it.”

"If possible, I'd even like to set up a reconstruction center, but asking for such an outrageous amount would probably get me killed by the hospital administration!"

Yuan Weihong frowned slightly.

He whispered, "The joint planning of trauma surgery and trauma center was actually laid out more than a decade ago, and it is now being implemented in many large hospitals."

"Our hospital is almost ten years behind."

The trauma center at Zhongnan Hospital was established not long ago; it was just a fleeting moment.

The Department of Trauma Surgery at Lien Central Hospital is a trauma center.

"You mean the limb salvage center is a hotbed of development in the sub-branch of trauma surgery?" Yuan Weihong asked.

"It's not a sub-branch of trauma surgery, but rather a demand for subspecialty driven by economic, speed, and violent development."

"Traditional departments have their necessity, and in this high-energy era, there is a need for the development of new departments!"

"The demand for limb preservation centers will definitely increase."

"Master, think about it, in your childhood, how difficult would it be for anyone to damage a bicycle?"

"Now?"

"If some idiot dares to step on the gas pedal recklessly when we go out, he can turn us into an emergency room in no time!"

According to data from the traffic management department, in the first quarter of this year alone, there were 2822 cases of drunk driving and 1410 cases of driving under the influence of alcohol in Wuhan.

"Isn't this a rather extreme case?"

"The limb salvage center is not just about limb salvage for traumatic diseases, but also involves other aspects, such as diabetic foot..."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Weihong immediately understood Fang Ziye's meaning: "You're not just simply taking over our trauma surgery department, you're planning to bring in hand surgery as well?"

Fang Ziye's eyelids drooped slightly: "In my opinion, both hand surgery and trauma surgery are trauma specialties."

Hand surgery and trauma have been separate for many years. They used to be mixed together, but they have separated and reunited many times. Now that the two subspecialties have been separated for many years, it is time to integrate them again and do something.

A limb salvage center needs not only a hand surgery team, but also a trauma surgery team.

Yuan Weihong then asked, "Ziye, have you thought about how the limb preservation center will earn its income if it treats so many people?"

"This is a hospital, not a sanatorium!"

“Unless annual salary systems become widely available, basically no one will be willing to go to high-risk limb salvage centers.”

"The trauma surgery and hand surgery departments are doing very well; there's no need to worry about patient volume or workload."

Yuan Weihong has told the truth.

The current hospital salary model is still based on differential pay, or more accurately, departments are responsible for their own profits and losses.

The addition of DIP/DRG has significantly changed the current charging nodes, and no one dares to venture into new areas lightly.

Talking about ideals without talking about food is utter nonsense. If a man can't even support his own family, he will never talk to you about ideals.

Fang Ziye nodded; this was indeed a concern he had.

But Fang Ziye also considered: "Master, the types of diseases handled in the limb preservation center are different from those in the specialist department."

"The country cannot completely abandon this area."

"Unless the health insurance system goes crazy and forces everyone to have 'amputations if necessary' in order to keep amputations low-cost!"

Amputation is much cheaper than limb-saving surgery.

However, this results in a large number of disabled people.

The medical insurance system agrees, but the higher-level units that manage medical insurance will not agree.

The number of disabled people in a city can significantly impact its image and also greatly affect an individual's life experience.

"If you have any ideas in mind, you can bring them up and give it a try."

"Can't you also attend the weekly departmental meeting?" Yuan Weihong said with a smile.

“I was just planning to mention it to Dean Wang privately first, but aren’t you the head of the trauma surgery department now?” Fang Ziye replied.

Yuan Weihong rolled the whites of his eyes: "You seem to think of me as your boss."

"I can serve my boss much more casually than I serve my father," Fang Ziye said in a low voice.

Although it sounds a bit like flattery, that's Fang Ziye's most instinctive thought.

Yuan Weihong's face instantly turned rosy, and he stuffed two cucumbers into his mouth at the same time to prevent his teeth from falling out.

"Let's go get to work." Five or six minutes later, Yuan Weihong finished the cucumber on his plate and called Fang Ziye to leave the dining room together.

……

Fang Ziye wasn't just casually mentioning it to Yuan Weihong; he genuinely wanted to plan this matter.

So, on Saturday morning, Fang Ziye arrived at Dean Wang Xinghuan's residential area.

Because he had made an appointment in advance, Fang Ziye arrived at Dean Wang Xinghuan's doorstep right on time.

However, after Dean Wang Xinghuan opened the door, Fang Ziye realized that the visits he rarely made were actually a routine occurrence for others.

At Dean Wang Xinghuan's home, there were two or three familiar faces, and one or two unfamiliar faces as well.

Seeing this, Fang Ziye smiled and explained, "Teacher Wang, I haven't had breakfast yet. I'll go downstairs for another stroll."

Wang Xinghuan didn't hold it against Fang Ziye for being so understanding.

"I'll text you later," Wang Xinghuan said.

When Fang Ziye came up again, only a few colleagues from the surgical system remained at Dean Wang Xinghuan's home.

Fang Ziye recognizes all of these people.

Associate Professors Deng Haibo and Mi Qi from the Department of Vascular Surgery, and Professor Dou Qianmiao from the Department of Neurosurgery.

"Professor Wang, Professor Deng, Professor Dou..." Fang Ziye is quite familiar with the professors in the hospital's surgical system.

After listening to the hospital's weekly meetings for almost two months, although I never had a strong presence, I eventually managed to recognize most of the bigwigs in the surgical system.

“Professor Fang…” Mi Qi stood up with a very sincere attitude when he saw Fang Ziye come in.

Fang Ziye did not perform the suturing, but before him, there was no anesthesia for separating motor and sensory functions. Fang Ziye had specially stepped in for his surgery. Although the technology was not as advanced as it is now, for Mi Qi, Fang Ziye's contribution was nothing short of a life-saving grace.

Wang Xinghuan's voice was friendly: "Fang Ziye, please make yourself at home."

"You haven't been here in ages! Last time you came with your teacher. I've told you to come more often, but you've been so aloof."

Wang Xinghuan had always admired Fang Ziye and had long ago raised Fang Ziye's standards to a certain level.

Before Fang Ziye went to Enshi, he was able to communicate and report with Wang Xinghuan alone!
This unconventionality can be described as excessive.

Fang Ziye forced a smile: "Teacher Wang, I wouldn't dare bother you without something important to say..."

Every unexpected benefit has a reason behind it.

Wang Xinghuan's change in attitude towards Fang Ziye was not simply due to admiration.

Fang Ziye's outstanding personal abilities were one factor, but he also had support behind the scenes. Fang Ziye wasn't aware of this before, but Luo Tingzhu mentioned it to him after they arrived in Enshi.

When Luo Tingzhu's 'grandfather' took her out to eat, he also invited Wang Xinghuan along.

Wang Xinghuan wouldn't normally be able to visit someone of this caliber even if he wanted to...

"If you, Professor Fang, don't have anything important to do, then I won't do anything."

“In the past two years, you have almost ruined our hospital’s orthopedics department, and you have also messed up the surgical system almost all over.”

Wang Xinghuan looked at Dou Qianmiao: "Am I right? Professor Dou?"

Dou Qianmiao nodded vigorously, touching his balding white hair: "I've never seen such a lively young man before, but such liveliness is a good thing."

Dou Qianmiao's neurosurgery department did not directly benefit from Fang Ziye's antics, but the arrival of Liu Huanglong from the hand surgery department led to considerable collaboration between the neurosurgery department and him.

Therefore, Dou Qianmiao had a fairly good impression of orthopedics.

"Professor Fang, you came to see Dean Wang in person this time. Is there something big going on?" Deng Haibo asked with a smile.

Professor Deng Haibo is a direct beneficiary. His collaboration with Fang Ziye not only made him shine in the department, but also made him a prominent figure in the field of vascular surgery in Hubei Province.

The innovative use of instruments has created a unique model for the routine treatment of retroperitoneal hematoma! This is making retroperitoneal hematoma, a disease with an extremely high mortality rate, more and more common.

Such a title is no small matter.

This has allowed Deng Haibo to firmly assume the positions of Administrative Director of Vascular Surgery and Administrative Deputy Director of the General Surgery System.

Yes, the administrative director of general surgery has recently changed positions, now in the hands of Professor Miyako, a new giant in orthopedics.

Deng Haibo may even use this to challenge the top echelon of vascular surgery.

Wang Xinghuan said, "Ziye, these are all from our surgical system. We all have a pretty good relationship with each other in private. Just say what you want to say, there's no need to be too reserved."

"It's because your teacher gave such a good gift."

Fang Ziye immediately thought of Deng Yong, so he decided not to hide it and told him about his proposal to establish a limb preservation center.

Sure enough, Fang Ziye's visit to Wang Xinghuan was not a good thing.

Limb preservation center – just four simple words.

We need local support, financial backing, and a new hospital structure.

Zhongnan Hospital already has limited land, and even with the opening of the new campus, there is still a shortage of available space.

"Don't you already have a trauma center in your orthopedics department? Why are you setting up a limb-sparing center?" Dou Qianmiao asked instinctively.

"Professor Dou, a trauma center is a trauma center, and a limb-sparing center is a limb-sparing center."

"The two have different positioning, target groups, patient groups, and disease classifications."

“Trauma centers primarily target emergency patients, while limb salvage centers do not differentiate between emergency and elective care,” Fang Ziye said.

Wang Xinghuan said, "Professor Fang, you've really given me a big problem!"

"You mean your orthopedics department? A lab? You have one, right?"

"A hospital building? There must be one, right?"

"Operating room? There must be one, right?"

"Trauma center?"

"If you want it and you want more, I, a grown man, can't take it. This matter can't be moved for now, so you don't need to bring it up again."

It wasn't that Wang Xinghuan was deliberately suppressing them; rather, the hospital was already allocating excessive resources to the orthopedics department. If more were allocated, the other departments would starve.

Wang Xinghuan cannot allow such a thing to happen.

Dou Qianmiao said, "Dean Wang, that's more like it. Look at the trauma center before, it was originally an emergency specialist clinic for vascular surgery."

"Although it was removed due to an accident, we still received what we were entitled to."

"The orthopedics department is already a big fat man; it's time to think about us little beans."

After listening, Fang Ziye saw that the limb preservation center couldn't handle it, so he rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Teacher Wang, Teacher Dou, I actually have another proposal that I've been planning for a long time."

Dou Qianmiao interrupted, "Professor Fang, stop trying to be funny. If smiling worked, my mouth would have been crooked long ago."

"Your orthopedics department is unlikely to get anything more from us, so don't go too far."

Deng Haibo and Wang Xinghuan remained calm and did not speak.

"Teacher Dou, please let me finish!" Fang Ziye explained.

"What else is there to say..." Dou Qianmiao replied swiftly.

"A reconstruction center with personality function reconstruction as its main focus!" Fang Ziye finished speaking quickly.

This idea is very novel.

Wang Xinghuan and the others were taken aback when they heard this: "Professor Fang also has some knowledge of psychology?"

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Teacher Wang, the personality function reconstruction I'm talking about doesn't refer to psychological function reconstruction, but to the reconstruction of real personality functions. For example, the function of urination and defecation is one of the most basic personality functions."

“That’s impossible!” Wang Xinghuan himself was a urologist, and he instinctively denied it.

Because he knew that what Fang Ziye was going to talk about was definitely not palliative or alternative treatment options such as urethrostomy or fecal stomach stenosis.

If Wang Xinghuan continued to talk like that, then there would be no way to continue the conversation. Fang Ziye's lips twitched for a moment, then he simply stopped talking.

However, personality disorders are not a specialized disease in orthopedics; they involve many other specialties.

It can be said that none of the several specialized departments that are sitting here can be marginalized.

Therefore, Deng Haibo keenly grasped the key detail: "Dean Wang, Professor Fang is, after all, a senior professor. We should let him finish speaking, shouldn't we?"

Wang Xinghuan's eyes darted around several times before he remembered the miracle Fang Ziye had created. He said, "Professor Fang, I was presumptuous before. Please continue."

"Teacher Wang, our human body has some basic abilities, some of which are personality abilities."

"The walking ability we develop based on orthopedics is actually a weak personality ability. The real strong personality, the most basic personality ability, lies in your urology and gastrointestinal surgery departments."

"It is undeniable that, in any era, there are always some people around us with personality disorders who suffer from the disease and are in unbearable pain. Not only themselves, but also their families are imprisoned."

"Professor Wang, as you know, I've always been dedicated to limb salvage and functional reconstruction surgery!~"

"However, I have been working on the reconstruction of limb function, mainly focusing on motor function rather than strong personality or basic personality function."

"However, in my work in orthopedics, I've recently made some new discoveries and have some new ideas..."

Fang Ziye then explained the concept of nerve implantation that he had previously promoted in the field of hand surgery!
Upon hearing Fang Ziye's explanation, Professors Wang Xinghuan and Dou Qianmiao frowned deeply, and then lit the incense of happiness.

Even Professor Deng Haibo couldn't resist lighting one up and starting to smoke.

Mickey used to smoke, but he stopped after his injury.

Several pipes were used simultaneously, immediately filling the room with smoke and obscuring visibility. Fortunately, Wang Xinghuan's apartment was a workspace, not a home, otherwise his wife would probably have kicked him out.

The silence lasted for a full five minutes.

“Professor Fang, we are not children. The suggestion is good, but without a preliminary idea, it is impossible to convince people!” Wang Xinghuan said.

Fang Ziye nodded emphatically: "Yes!~"

"Limb-sparing surgery for diabetic foot!"

"I haven't heard of any more detailed plans yet!" Wang Xinghuan was not easily fooled, nor was he Fang Ziye's mentor, so he spoke with certainty.

"Dean Wang, this is a procedure I performed while I was at the sanatorium. It's a standard procedure, but it hasn't been formalized into a standardized protocol yet."

"Diabetic foot can be successfully treated by limb preservation and functional reconstruction!"

"Even if limb-sparing surgery for diabetic foot is successful, it is not enough to support the reconstruction of personality function!" Wang Xinghuan's theoretical knowledge is profound, and he is ready to take a step forward at any time.

Fang Ziye asked, "What if there's also progress in nerve transplantation and nerve implantation techniques?"

"Teacher Wang, if we don't even try, how can we expect to get a final result? Are we just going to rely on guesswork?"

“How are we supposed to try this? You’ve already taken several steps across the side,” Wang Xinghuan said.

Fang Ziye immediately replied, "So, Professor Wang, I didn't tell you directly that I wanted to establish a reconstruction center, but rather I hoped to establish a limb preservation center first."

"Limb salvage surgery involves not only limb salvage for traumatic injuries, but also limb salvage for some chronic diseases, which involves the basic framework of many nerve transplantation, implantation, and nerve lengthening procedures."

"If neural implantation can be successful, then personality reconstruction will inevitably be achievable!!"

Wang Xinghuan and Dou Qianmiao realized what was going on. Wang Xinghuan raised an eyebrow and said, "You're quite cunning. You've mastered the art of 'using a roundabout approach' perfectly."

Fang Ziye replied, "Teacher Wang, I'm just giving you a suitable suggestion based on my job duties."

"Whether or not to adopt it is up to Teacher Wang to decide. If the hospital does not establish such a plan, it cannot blame me if it fails to gain an advantage in the future."

Wang Xinghuan's eyelids twitched immediately: "Fang Ziye! Are you threatening me?"

Wang Xinghuan threw away his cigarette butt.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Teacher Wang, this is not a threat. The things you are unwilling to do are already being done by other places."

Fang Ziye has been proposing nerve implantation surgery at the sanatorium for almost a year now. He mentioned it to the hand surgery team when he first arrived at the sanatorium!
We've been doing this kind of thing all along.

Fang Ziye himself is a freelancer working between the sanatorium and Zhongnan Hospital, so he hopes that more people can get involved.

Instead of eagerly learning and planning after the results have been published.

Do it or don't, it's up to you. If you don't want to do it, then just throw it away.

Upon hearing this, Deng Haibo immediately said, "Dean Wang, Professor Fang has already put it this way. If our hospital doesn't make any moves in this direction, wouldn't it be a bit too reckless?"

"After all? The starting point of the bone tumor research project was..."

Enshi Sanatorium is a medical research institute; it is only responsible for developing treatment directions, and it does not care who implements them.

Development requires an advanced leader, a set of experimental areas, and a few leading experimental teams; it is impossible to expand nationwide all at once.

But Wang Xinghuan was still very troubled by this decision: "Professor Fang, do you mean you want to set up both a limb-sparing center and a reconstruction center?"

"Is the former the foundation of the latter?"

Fang Ziye did not express his opinion, but only gave Wang Xinghuan the facts and the pros and cons to analyze himself: "To persuade people, you have to do it."

"They don't use common sense to convince people; they just drop bombs without setting up limb preservation centers."

Just as the group was hesitating, Fang Ziye said again, "Dean Wang, these kinds of difficult and complex diseases, these comprehensive illnesses, will inevitably be the main battleground for large hospitals in the future, rather than minor adjustments to treatment methods for small diseases!"

"This is my personal opinion. I have thought about it carefully for a long time and finally decided to come and talk to you, Teacher Wang."

"This isn't just empty promises or wishful thinking; we've already made progress! Now it's time to decide whether to take that next step!"

Wang Xinghuan and the others looked at Fang Ziye, exchanging bewildered glances.

There is no denying that Fang Ziye is a genius.

But what cannot be denied is that Fang Ziye is still very young.

Everyone had high hopes for Fang Ziye's future, but no one expected that Fang Ziye would start giving back to the surgical system and Zhongnan Hospital so early.

However, Fang Ziye's sudden appearance also garnered him extraordinary attention within the surgical system.

Everyone has witnessed Fangziye's rapid development and wide-ranging expansion.

Fang Ziye did not favor trauma surgery.

It wasn't even just the orthopedics department at Zhongnan Hospital that was favored; it seemed Fang Ziye was making inroads throughout Hubei Province.

Seeing that Dean Wang Xinghuan remained unmoved, Fang Ziye added, "Professor Wang, please don't forget that the field of artificial intelligence is developing very rapidly now."

"Right now it's just an AI prosthetic limb, but in time it may become more than just an AI prosthetic limb."

"The organic integration of artificial intelligence algorithms with human functions is also a major development strategy."

"At the very least, our alternative treatment options might be more acceptable to patients than using urine/fecal bags!"

Fang Ziye stated that he had not only figured out the direction of development, but also the alternative plan.

This is also what Fang Ziye has been doing in recent months.

Fang Ziye's level 7 skills keep his way of thinking constantly evolving, but his main battlefield is not just reconstruction. Rather, working backward from his ultimate goal, the next step he needs to take is functional reconstruction.

Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis (ALS) is a chronic, progressive neurological disease that primarily damages the upper and lower motor neurons, as well as the muscles they innervate in the trunk, limbs, and face.

It's impossible to completely destroy it and reverse it. What Fang Ziye can do now is to deal with each move as it comes, push the technology forward step by step, and find feasible alternatives.

Using a surgical and reconstructive approach, the damage caused by the disease can be repaired in the hope that a truly effective and reversible drug can eventually be found.

However, according to Fang Ziye's prediction, it is unlikely that a drug to reverse the disease will be available for another 40 or 50 years. Therefore, the only thing that can be done now is to make the lives of the existing patients better.

Fang Ziye had a personal motive for this.

Fang Ziye couldn't care less about others, but Uncle Luo was Luo Tingzhu's father and a hero who was close to Fang Ziye. Therefore, Fang Ziye had an obligation and a desire to make his life better.

He may not be as heroic as Mr. Zhang, nor as famous as Mr. Zhang, but in Fang Ziye's heart, he is just as good as Mr. Zhang!
No additional reason is needed.

You can't get fat overnight, and you can't reach the Western Paradise in one step. So eat one bite at a time, and walk one step at a time. You have to take the first step.

After a long silence, Wang Xinghuan said, "Professor Fang, what you raised is no small matter, and it has far-reaching implications, so I cannot give you a definite answer."

"This matter will definitely require meetings, and multiple meetings, before a decision can be made."

Fang Ziye smiled and said, "Of course, Teacher Wang. The reason I came to see you privately was not to bring it up at the weekly meeting of the college, but to give us both time to think it over."

"It also gives me a way out. If I feel I can't continue, I can take back what I said."

"Dean Wang, you don't need to put yourself in such a difficult position."

"But based on the information I have gathered and the progress of scientific research, I think the time is ripe for the establishment of a limb preservation center. Furthermore, basic research on personality function reconstruction can also be put on the agenda."

"If we can take this step forward, then we will not only have a national key specialty, but also a national key discipline list."

Han City University has several national key disciplines at the first and second level, but none of them are related to medicine.

The only internal medicine (cardiovascular disease) discipline is a national key (cultivation) discipline.

Huazhong University of Science and Technology has Biomedical Engineering as one of its first-level national key disciplines, and its second-level national key disciplines include: Internal Medicine (Cardiovascular Diseases, Hematology, Respiratory Diseases), Surgery (General Surgery, Urology), Obstetrics and Gynecology, Anesthesiology, and Occupational and Environmental Health.
This illustrates the difference in medical expertise between the two universities.

They were all hard-won by senior members of Huazhong University of Science and Technology, not by divine favor.

Of course, whether Han City University made any tactical mistakes during the merger is not something Fang Ziye should be concerned with.

Even the most composed Wang Xinghuan couldn't resist the temptation offered by Fang Ziye.

If he could lead the development of a national key discipline, Wang Xinghuan would feel that his life had been worthwhile!

Even if he wasn't elected while he was in office, he would have no regrets if he could see the hospital he led grow from nothing to something while he was alive, and that he was the one who spearheaded it!

"It can't be that simple, can it?" Wang Xinghuan's voice sounded as if it had been emasculated.

"Teacher Wang, it's definitely not that simple, but if we keep moving forward, it's not that far away."

"I'm talking about possibilities, but what if we just wait and do nothing?"

"It's definitely not going to happen anytime soon!"

"Although our orthopedics department is developing rapidly, the developments are not involving many fundamental or basic achievements."

“But our accumulation is slowly moving in this direction. Now that we’re getting closer, we can take our time and do it properly!” Fang Ziye’s voice was firm and resolute.

But it didn't get people excited; it just made them calmer.

The pursuit of development is always a matter of great importance, and the more prosperous the era, the fiercer the competition.

If you want to catch up and surpass others, you need to be more courageous!
"We still need to have a meeting!" Wang Xinghua's brain hadn't turned to mush; he replied cautiously as always.
Next door, Deng Haibo, Dou Qianmiao, and the others were all frozen in place.

When Fang Ziye came to see Wang Xinghuan, he didn't even mention the establishment of key specialized departments; he went straight to the academic discipline level. (End of Chapter)