top student at medical school

The surgical building has 12 floors. The vascular surgery ward is on the left and the orthopedic ward is on the right.

The main structure of the hospital is not large and is X-shaped.

There are a total of 1,000 beds in the building, and the outpatient building, imaging department and many other auxiliary departments and administrative buildings are all mixed together.

At present, the orthopedics department in the new hospital area only has one orthopedic ward!
Fang Ziye stood at the elevator entrance, staring blankly as the crowd dispersed after exiting the elevator, or as family members from the wards on both sides came to wait for the elevator.

Everyone was in a hurry and didn't chat with strangers. Only acquaintances would occasionally ask each other, "There are hardly any people in the ward. Is it unreliable?"

"The hospital is newly built, and today is its first day of operation. It would be abnormal if it were full of patients."

"It shouldn't be too bad, after all, it's affiliated with Zhongnan Hospital. Didn't Professor Deng say that this illness isn't serious..."

Two other people in white coats came out and said in a low voice, "Currently, all departments are the same; there are basically not many inpatients."

"Even if the outpatient department issues an inpatient certificate, many patients choosing elective treatment are choosing to wait and see, which is perfectly normal."

"Let's go take a look at the vascular surgery department." These two people must be from the administrative department, here to inspect the clinical departments...

Fang Ziye remained largely unmoved, calmly observing the green sign with white lettering for the orthopedic ward, when a sudden sense of loss washed over him.

Fang Ziye did dream that after he grew up, he would become a professor, the director of a ward, or even a higher position.

Thoughts are one thing, facts are another.

Now that we've actually come to this point, my feelings are completely different from what I imagined.

It wasn't as joyful as I had imagined, but the sense of responsibility and pressure was even more severe than I had expected.

Leaving aside Professor Zeng Duoqin, the deputy director Li Nuo, associate professor Wang Zongkai, and others who came with him were, in principle, all there to do for a living.

Everyone here has families to support, and a sharp drop in income for even a few months can easily dampen their enthusiasm.

Establishing a new ward is different from starting a business; there's no substantial start-up capital, and you have to rely entirely on your skills to survive.

Food and salary are minor issues; the more important question is whether I can support this ward and handle any emergencies.
It's not that my mentors have abandoned me, but now that I'm the head of the ward, they will only step in at more critical moments, and won't support me all the time like before.

This situation will continue until they leave Zhongnan Hospital, or even until they pass away...

Fang Ziye had many thoughts, but when he entered the department, he was jolted back to reality by the head nurse's loud voice.

"Jialin, come over here to see the patient. Another new patient has come to complete the admission procedures." Head nurse Huang Xiaowei's voice was like that of a shrew.

Huang Xiaowei is the head nurse in the department. Fang Ziye remembers that when she was a head nurse at Zhongnan Hospital in this district, she was also a very gentle person.

The sudden shout prompted Fang Ziye to quickly check if the person was still Huang Xiaowei.

However, Fang Ziye quickly came to understand Huang Xiaowei.

At this moment, in front of the nurses' station and at the entrance to the doctor's office, a large number of patients and their families had gathered, with each group having nearly forty or fifty people, and everyone was asking questions at once.

It's much busier than a section of the vegetable market...

If Huang Xiaowei's voice were any softer, it would have been immediately drowned out by the background noise.

"Electrocardiogram, electrocardiogram for bed 34, get it done right away."

"Bed 17 needs to schedule an electromyography (EMG) test. Send the form to him. Hey, could you deliver this to him?" the head nurse called to an intern nurse.

Then, the head nurse turned around and saw Fang Ziye approaching from a distance, and instinctively said, "That attending physician, what are you doing here..."

She quickly composed herself halfway through her loud shout, her voice softening as she said, "Director Fang!"

Fang Ziye said, "Head Nurse, it's the weekend in a couple of days, let's all get together and try to get to know each other."

Fang Ziye knew that Huang Xiaowei was planning to call the attending physician, which was normal. It would be difficult for Huang Xiaowei to get to know so many interns, nursing colleagues, and all the attending physicians in one day.

This is Fang Ziye's problem; he didn't organize the event in advance!

However, Fang Ziye was not "unemployed" and had enough time to complete social activities among the department members before the department started.

Huang Xiaowei understood what Fang Ziye meant: "Director Fang, I will pay more attention to my attitude in the future! ~ It's mainly because I don't recognize all the people."

There are too many people today.

"Director Fang, you and Director Zeng have issued a total of thirty-six hospitalization certificates. Patients come to make appointments, then go home to get their things, and then come back to complete the hospitalization procedures!"

"Everyone has to have their blood drawn, tested, and have a conversation and sign a consent form."

"My head is spinning." Huang Xiaowei rubbed her temples with her thumb.

"Are there that many?" Fang Ziye was slightly taken aback.

"Yes, there are more than just these. There are already fifty-seven patients in the ward undergoing elective treatment."

"Two emergency rooms, 64 beds in total, 59 are currently occupied, and the other five are scheduled to be admitted tomorrow. I'll go home and pack up today."

"The other hospital admission certificates were issued by Professor Du Xinzhan and Professor Deng Yong. Dr. Lan Tianluo completed the admission procedures after reviewing the certificates."

"There's another one. He said he needs to go to Peking Union Medical College Hospital for another outpatient visit. He knows someone there." As the head nurse, Huang Xiaowei is the department's steward and knows all about this.

This was also a talent that Deng Yong specifically transferred to Fang Ziye to facilitate the management of the department.

“Head Nurse, then we’ll all have to work overtime. It might not be appropriate to have so many inpatients coming in at once. We need to manage the admission pace.”

"I'll go to the office first." Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye hurriedly ran towards the doctor's office.

Having previously worked as an attending physician and resident, he knew the pressure that admitting so many patients a day could put on attending physicians…

Huang Xiaowei wasn't just complaining to Fang Ziye. Turning around and seeing two nurses bump into each other, she immediately scolded, "Don't panic. Every patient's medical orders must be communicated and confirmed with the attending physician."

"This is an elective hospitalization, what's the big deal? We can just draw another batch of blood tomorrow morning!"

"Zhang Zixuan, bring a wheelchair over to the old man in bed 32. He needs to go downstairs for a checkup..."

"Head Nurse, we're running out of blood tubes."

"Go get more if you don't have enough. Do you think I can move things with my mind? Chen Yutong, you're a head nurse, after all." Huang Xiaowei's voice was sharp.

These sounds drifted in and out, growing fainter and fainter. As Fang Ziye approached the doctor's office, the voices of Professor Zeng Duoqin, Associate Professor Wang Zongkai, and Associate Chief Physician Li Nuo could be heard intermittently from inside.

Li Nuo said, "Yes, our ward just opened, and today all inpatients are treated equally. There is no such thing as having surgery first if you see an outpatient first."

"The order of these surgeries will follow Professor Zeng's advice: the elderly and children will be given priority, and others will be arranged according to circumstances."

"With so many people, there must be a sequence of events."

"If you find this surgical order unacceptable, you can go downstairs to process a refund before the fees are fully deducted from the system."

"Let's all try to understand each other, okay?" Li Nuo's voice was the loudest, but it wasn't the only one in the office.

Zeng Duoqin was also explaining to the patient: "Yes, Professor Zeng will still perform your surgery personally, but you've been temporarily assigned to our group."

"If you want to transfer later, that's fine too. You can stay in the bed assigned to our group indefinitely."

"I didn't see any patients today, so I didn't admit any. But I was also worried that you might not be able to be admitted to the hospital in time, so I didn't allocate this many slots."

"I won't be the one to perform the surgery. I specialize in hand surgery, and my main responsibility will be overseeing hand surgery from now on."

"For example, the patient in bed 28 next to you is the one whose surgery I performed."

The new campus consists entirely of junior colleges, with a limited number of junior colleges, but each junior college has a sufficient number of beds.

After Fang Ziye entered the room, someone recognized him and called out, "Professor Fang."

"Professor Fang, Professor Fang, I was the second patient to see you this morning. I arrived at 10:00 AM sharp to complete the procedures. I was the first one admitted to the hospital!" A patient deliberately emphasized his admission time.

"How many beds are you staying in?" Fang Ziye asked after nodding to Zeng Duoqin, Wang Zongkai and others.

“I’m in bed 1! I was the first one here. When I arrived, there wasn’t a single patient in the ward,” the middle-aged man said.

The middle-aged man was indeed in bed number 1, so no one else dared to refute this fact. Many people were watching Fang Ziye, waiting for his opinion.

Fang Ziye explained, "Uncle, this is a ward with a total of sixty-four beds. Our group is responsible for beds 1-21, beds 22-42 are assigned to Wang Zongkai, and Professor Zeng Duoqin is responsible for beds 43-64!"

The number of beds for each person is 21/21/22! Professor Zeng Duoqin is a full professor, so he gets an extra bed.

"The issue of surgical scheduling depends not only on the length of hospital stay but also on the different surgical groups."

Fang Ziye put down his water glass and said, "Professor Zeng and I had already agreed on the surgery schedule. We will be admitted to the hospital on the same day and arranged in the same batch. There is no first-come-first-served order on the same day."

"Priority is given to the elderly and children, and priority is given to military personnel and firefighters. Apart from these priority groups, all other arrangements depend on luck and the individual's underlying medical conditions."

"After assessing that there are no contraindications for surgery, the patients are randomly assigned to groups."

"It's not that if you're in the same bed, your surgery will be scheduled as the first one."

Immediately, someone in the crowd asked, "Professor Fang, I heard that the department only schedules two surgeries a day. With so many of us admitted, those who are last in line will have to wait about ten days?"

"There are only five working days a week, so we have to wait for half a month. After we finish our tests, all we have left to do is wait."

Fang Ziye had considered this issue, but he hadn't anticipated that all sixty-four beds would be filled in just one day.

Fang Ziye said, "That's true, but it's not just that."

"Actually, we don't have that many operating rooms in our new hospital area. We also have designated operating days, so not every group can perform surgery every day."

"Therefore, the waiting time will be even longer."

"Of course, those of you who come to make an appointment for hospitalization today will definitely be given priority for surgery. There won't be a situation where you make an appointment for hospitalization today and have surgery, while others who are admitted tomorrow will have surgery first."

However, Fang Ziye did not rule out the possibility of complications: "Unless the preoperative examination results are unfavorable and the surgery must be postponed."

"That's taking way too long, longer than half a month. We're just waiting around like this," a family member muttered.

Fang Ziye said, "Well then, since you've all made appointments, just proceed with the hospitalization procedures in the order of your appointments for today. Our department will call you to come and complete the admission process."

"It's not about doing surgery as early as possible, nor is it about doing it as fast as possible. The key is to ensure the quality of the surgery. We'll work overtime to perform a few surgeries depending on the patient's condition."

Fang Ziye's words were not entirely untrue; one should not pursue speed in surgery, but rather the quality of the surgery.

With the new ward just opened, many problems must be faced, and only time can solve them.

"Professor Fang, if we really postpone our hospitalization, will other people cut in line?" A young man, who was a family member accompanying his mother to the surgery, asked calmly.

“We will call you as soon as you postpone your hospitalization. No one will cut in line unless you explicitly want to postpone your hospitalization further.”

"Those who are admitted to the hospital today should all be locals from Wuhan. It will be relatively convenient for you to travel back and forth."

"It's up to you. If you're willing to wait in line for surgery now, then you can come in. If you'd like to go back and postpone your hospitalization, then you can go back and wait."

The department was overwhelmed with patients at once, and it couldn't handle the influx in a short period of time.

Fang Ziye initially planned to fill one-third of the rooms, with seven or eight patients per group, which he considered the optimal pace.

Now that the limits have been far exceeded, it's really difficult to make arrangements.

Fang Ziye doesn't pursue high hospitalization rates. Even if the department is empty for a week or two, patients can save on hospitalization fees.

"Furthermore, our department has a video account that updates the order and number of hospitalized patients every day. You can follow it and pay attention."

"You can even come to the department for a check-up at any time. Unless it's an emergency patient, the order won't be changed. Since I dare to say this, I will definitely do it."

"Our department has always adhered to principles when it comes to scheduling hospital admissions." To reassure everyone, Fang Ziye provided them with another means of monitoring.

The information can be checked online or offline at any time; this is already the bottom line that Fang Ziye can offer.

After Fang Ziye said this, some patients hesitated and began to discuss it with their families.

One undeniable fact is that there are a huge number of patients being admitted to hospitals today, while the number of surgeries that can be scheduled each day is limited, resulting in a very long waiting period.

No one can mediate, and there are hospitalization costs during the waiting period.

If Fang Ziye can really guarantee that others won't cut in line and get admitted to the hospital first, then going back and waiting can save a lot of money.

The young man who had initially questioned Fang Ziye then asked in a low voice, "Mom, what do you think? Should we go back and rest for a while? I looked around, and there are five or six people here older than you, and a few children about the same age as Chuchu. They look rather pitiful..."

"Well, that's the only way." She looked around and nodded.

Seeing that someone had taken the lead and walked out, Fang Ziye then said loudly, "Fellow patients, please be understanding. Those who are over 75 years old and under 15 years old can go directly to the hospitalization procedures today, and we will arrange the surgery as soon as possible."

"Please be understanding, fellow patients. You can make an appointment for hospitalization first and come back in a couple of days. We will definitely notify you as soon as possible..."

"If you're worried, you can come and take a walk around every day and see if anyone is cutting in line in our department. If you find anyone cutting in line, and it's not an emergency, I guarantee I'll take responsibility!"

Someone replied, "Alright, that's the only way."

"also."

"Professor Fang, you have to keep your word." Some people began to back away one after another.

Of course, their choice was based on their knowledge of Fang Ziye's previous work style at Zhongnan Hospital.

Seeing some people backing away, Fang Ziye added, "Patients in Professor Zeng's group, don't leave. Everyone should complete the admission procedures today."

Upon hearing Fang Ziye's words, some people instinctively wanted to argue, but immediately hesitated and stopped themselves.

Some illnesses can be delayed, while others cannot.

Since everyone in Professor Zeng Duoqin's group was admitted on the same day, we could more or less guess what kind of patients they were.

To be honest, even the most argumentative patients will instinctively feel more compassion and empathy when facing cancer patients.

Fang Ziye went to the nurses' station again to convey this decision.

The head nurse was taken aback. Although she did not explicitly refuse, Huang Xiaowei immediately pulled Fang Ziye into a corner after conveying Fang Ziye's message to the nursing department.

Huang Xiaowei tidied her sideburns: "Director Fang, I didn't mean anything by it."

"The main thing is that our ward has just opened, so it is quite different from the main hospital area."

"The number of surgeries may be similar, but other costs, such as nursing care, will definitely be much lower."

"Our monthly performance bonuses at this branch are already quite low, and you... um..."

"A lot of the hospitalization costs can be reimbursed, so patients don't actually spend much money while waiting," Huang Xiaowei said cryptically, yet directly.

"Our department is currently in debt of nearly 100,000 yuan."

You don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil, and salt are until you're in charge of the household.

Huang Xiaowei only realized the department was heavily in debt after she became the head nurse.

Any 'spare equipment' or 'spare medicine' brought to the department must be paid for to the pharmacy and equipment supply departments first, and can only be charged after it is used on a patient.

With each inflow and outflow, a small gap is created.

When the department was first established, the reserves in the ward had to be reduced by a large sum.

“Head Nurse, it’s okay. When the performance bonuses are distributed this month, I’ll take the most basic bonus and give the rest out.”

"Professor Zeng also said that he only receives the most basic performance bonus."

“Although our ward has just been established, there is no need to charge extra for the next few days of hospitalization, examination, and nursing care,” Fang Ziye replied.

Huang Xiaowei quickly explained, "Director Fang, that's not what I meant."

"What I really meant was that hospitals offer incentives based on hospitalization and turnover rates, right? A lot of the hospitalization expenses can be reimbursed."

With the new hospital campus just opened, the hospital has provided a new track to stimulate the enthusiasm of specialist departments.

There will be small competitions between each specialty regarding bed occupancy rate, bed occupancy time, surgical level and number of surgeries, and those who excel can receive additional performance bonuses.

Fang Ziye replied, "Head Nurse, just consider it a way to avoid trouble. There are too many inpatients in the department, and the surgery schedule is uncertain. You and we will both have a lot of trouble in the future."

"It's not good for patients and their families to keep coming in to ask about surgery arrangements every day."

"By the way, head nurse, I look at this inpatient appointment book every day. I don't want any of the unpleasant things that happened in this hospital before to happen again. You should understand what I mean."

"If anyone tries to take special privileges, just tell them it's not allowed. If they have other problems, tell them to come to me!" Fang Ziye promised that once they were out, he would make the unpleasant things clear upfront.

If you want to cause trouble for me, I can make sure you can't stay here. Of course, I can't fire you, but it's Fang Ziye's right to kick you out of the orthopedic ward.

In principle, the head nurse and the ward director are at the same level.

However, the ward director can apply to replace the head nurse, but the head nurse absolutely cannot replace the ward director.

Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaowei chuckled awkwardly, "Fang Ziye, aren't you just looking down on your sister Wei?"

"When you first came to the department, Sister Wei was still young too."

“We’ve known each other for so many years, do you think your sister Wei is that kind of person?” Fang Ziye was not yet twenty-four years old when he was pursuing his master’s degree, while Huang Xiaowei was not yet twenty-six.

Huang Xiaowei is now thirty-three years old and has known Fang Ziye for nearly seven years.

Huang Xiaowei watched Fang Ziye's journey from a junior master's degree holder to a doctoral degree holder, then to chief resident, and finally to the ward director. Fang Ziye, in turn, watched Fang Ziye's career progress from a nurse to a head nurse, and now to the head nurse.

Fang Ziye replied with a smile, "Sister Wei, you're not going to tell me that the rumors about Li Yuanpei were true before, are you?"

"What's the point of rumors, whether they're true or false?" Huang Xiaowei waved her hand dismissively.

“Now, you are the ward director and I am the head nurse. You are in charge of admissions and discharges and medical orders, and I will manage the household affairs.”

"We'll all eat with you," Huang Xiaowei said before leaving gracefully.

Fang Ziye was taken aback upon hearing this, and then scratched the tip of his nose.

Huang Xiaowei is only two years older than Fang Ziye. When Fang Ziye first arrived, she had also just graduated and started working not long ago, and Fang Ziye is quite good-looking.

When Li Yuanpei was pursuing Huang Xiaowei, he was rejected because Huang Xiaowei said she liked Fang Ziye.

However, Fang Ziye was completely confused at that time, so how could he possibly take such a thing seriously?

By the time Fang Ziye had a chance to focus on other things, he had already developed feelings for other women. These feelings, which might have been a joke or a real emotion, never truly blossomed.

But all of this was just Fang Ziye's feeling; Huang Xiaowei never expressed her opinion to his face.

Huang Xiaowei is now nearly 33 years old, already married, and has a child.

Fang Ziye naturally had no intention of engaging in office romances or anything like that; he just suddenly remembered the matter today.

Huang Xiaowei then turned back and emphasized, "Director Fang, jokes aside, we can't let your sister Wei starve to death."

Fang Ziye rubbed his face and nodded.

……

There were a total of thirty-six patients admitted to the hospital.

"Professor Zeng's group has sixteen people, and our two groups have a total of twenty! ~ Our group has twelve people, and Ziye, your group only has eight." After confirming the final number of people to be admitted, Wang Zongkai replied to Fang Ziye.

"Others have been coming in one after another since Friday to complete their hospitalization procedures."

Fang Ziye already knew this data, but that wasn't what he was more concerned about. He asked, "Professor Wang, are you sure you're only going to perform tendon transfer and functional repair surgery for now?"

Functional repair surgery is not the same as functional reconstruction surgery; it is much less sophisticated and the level of surgery is not considered high.

Wang Zongkai said, "Ziye, you should only eat as much as you can handle. Don't overeat."

"If my tasks are broader, I'll have more time to learn from you, Ziye."

"Director Fang, you don't mind me calling you that in private, do you?" Wang Zongkai asked.

"I certainly don't mind. Actually, I'm quite used to you calling me Director Fang, Teacher Wang," Fang Ziye said with great certainty.

"I ordered barbecue. Why don't you stay and eat with us later, Teacher Wang?"

"Teacher Zeng, would you like some late-night snacks?"

Zeng Duoqin was watching the film and didn't turn around when he heard Fang Ziye's words: "I won't get involved. At my age, it's easy for me to have indigestion if I eat at this time."

"There are fewer people in the new hospital area now, so all the test results can be returned today, and the biopsy can be arranged tomorrow."

"Ziye, if you have time, come to the operating room tomorrow and give me some pointers." Zeng Duoqin said before turning his head away.

Fang Ziye's team definitely can't schedule any surgeries tomorrow. Puncture is a procedure that can be performed in an outpatient setting, so Professor Zeng Duoqin's team can admit a lot of patients at once.

"Professor Zeng, you are much more professional than me in puncture biopsy. Please don't flatter me."

"Then Ming-ge and Yao-ge, why don't you stay and have something to eat with us?" Fang Ziye looked at the two chief physicians who were with Zeng Duoqin.

Xu Gongming and Li Hanyao both nodded in agreement: "Sure, Professor Fang is treating us today, so of course we have to give him face."

Xu Gongming was three years older than Fang Ziye and one year older than Sun Shaoqing, while Li Hanyao was one year older than Wang Yuanqi.

The competition for doctoral degrees in bone diseases has been fierce in both of these years, with some people staying on in each cohort.

Fang Ziye then looked at Lan Tianluo, who then sent the barbecue menu to the two head chefs.

Just as he was about to reply, the chief resident's phone rang. He stood up, answered the call, and then hurriedly led Feng Junfeng out the door.

Hu Qingyuan, Lin Fangzhong, and Tian Yao continued to communicate with the hospitalized patients in their group before surgery.

Fang Ziye controlled the number of hospital admissions, and only eight new patients were admitted today, which greatly relieved their burden.

"Professor Fang, Professor Fang." A young man sneaked into the doctor's office and specifically asked to see Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye knew they were patients' family members, so he followed them out.

"Professor Fang, everyone has left. Could you please make an exception and let my father move in first?" As he spoke, he slipped an envelope into Fang Ziye's hand.

At this moment, the two hid in a corner, and outsiders would have no idea what they were doing unless they looked closely.

Fang Ziye casually held up the envelope: "With this thickness, you can directly apply for hospitalization and wait for surgery."

"Brother? Are you going to take this money back yourself, or should I pay your hospital bills?"

"Professor Fang, please make an exception for me, I beg you."

The young man implied, "I'm not short of money, I'm just too lazy to wait."

"It just so happens that this week is the weekend, so I can spend some time with my dad."

"Professor Fang, do you feel it's not enough?"

Fang Ziye shook his head: "That really won't work. A person should keep their word. If I can make an exception for you, I'll find someone else to make an exception for later."

"I can't go back on my word. I just made a promise, why would I contradict myself?" Fang Ziye patted the envelope in his hand.

"Actually, there are quite a few professors in Wuhan who can perform surgery on your father, such as Professor Gong Jiahe from Zhongnan Hospital and Professor Duan Hong from Tongji Hospital. They can all routinely perform the surgery."

Upon hearing this, the young man understood Fang Ziye's meaning and gave himself a way out: "Professor Fang is indeed a man of his word, so I will not test you any further."

Since everyone here is a respectable person, he didn't dwell on it any longer.

He took the envelope and then left in a hurry.

Fang Ziye openly took out the envelope, not afraid of others knowing. If things got out of hand, he would be in the wrong.

A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall; Fang Ziye has his own quirky ways of handling things.

When Fang Ziye returned to his office, Zeng Duoqin had already tidied up and patted Fang Ziye on the shoulder on the way: "Xiao Fang, very good."

“We tried to suppress you a few days ago, but we couldn’t suppress your true nature. This is a good thing.”

"Never forget your original aspiration, and you will definitely go far in the future."

A few days ago, Zeng Duoqin and others kept emphasizing to Fang Ziye that leading a department is different from leading a team, and that he must pay attention to more aspects.

For example, the issue of meals for the subordinates.

Nowadays, there aren't a lot of orthopedic patients, but there aren't few either.

Moreover, the new ward faces a huge financial burden; if things go wrong, everyone's performance bonus for the first month could be completely deducted.

"Teacher Zeng, I had no other choice."

"I have to finish the path I've chosen, even if I have to crawl on my knees. If it really doesn't work out, I definitely won't let the other older brothers and teachers suffer either," Fang Ziye replied.

Upon hearing this, Zeng Duoqin's expression changed drastically: "Then you absolutely mustn't choose that!"

"No matter how rich you are, don't spend your own money on other things."

"You're insulting me!" Zeng Duoqin almost shouted.

Fang Ziye certainly has some bastards in his pocket, but what's wrong with him spending his own money on everyone? Who do you think you are, Fang Ziye?

Fang Ziye casually made a money-rubbing gesture and said with a smile, "Professor Zeng, this isn't just about cash; there are also research grants."

"We older brothers are all capable of waiting a long time, aren't we?"

“Uh~” Zeng Duoqin paused for a moment.

He had almost forgotten that Fang Ziye was a giant who supported a super research team.

Hospital research awards are valid indefinitely.

Research awards in universities will never disappear; at least universities with aspirations will continue to uphold research awards.

If Fang Ziye were to generously send out some articles to help people supplement their household income, he would gain both scientific reputation and real money.

How can someone who works in a hospital resist such temptation?

Zeng Duoqin tapped Fang Ziye's forehead: "You kid, if you follow Deng Yong's old path, you'll probably drag even the academicians down with you."

The most basic form of gift-giving is giving money.

Mid-range gift-giving involves catering to the recipient's preferences in life, while higher-end gift-giving involves the recipient's 'self-actualization' and is irresistible.

The gift Fang Ziye gave was even more irresistible than the jokes circulating online about testing retired cadres.

Fang Ziye then said, "Teacher Zeng, humans have their own way of doing things, and rats have their own way of doing things. We should all learn to play to our strengths and avoid our weaknesses."

“The older brothers and teachers who came with me chose to trust me, and I cannot let them down.”

"When everyone contributes their strength and manpower, the atmosphere will become more harmonious."

Fang Ziye always believed that as long as the pie is relatively big enough, there will be relatively less petty scheming in the office.

The smaller the place, the more snakes, insects, rats and ants there are, because if you don't eat rotten food, you might not have enough to eat.

Everyone rushed to eat the rotten stuff, and it gradually became completely rotten.

Zeng Duoqin said, "Therefore, the 21st century will definitely be the century of talent."

Zeng Duoqin left. He was willing to choose Fang Ziye, who could lead the department well and even better than him!
Because Fang Ziye had rice in his hands.

Zeng Duoqin had only taken a few steps when he turned back, tugged at Fang Ziye's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Director Fang, is this what you said?"

Zeng Duoqin rubbed his hands together and said, "I can share the money with other people. Can you let me have a few more names on my account? I don't want a single penny, and I can even pay you a little extra."

Zeng Duoqin is not a retired cadre, but just an "old" professor.

But the "old" professor is a seasoned chicken that eats "rice" (i.e., a type of chicken that has been eating "rice"), and everyone loves the "rice" in Fang Ziye's hands.

Seeing Professor Zeng's somewhat ambiguous gaze, Fang Ziye couldn't hold back any longer.

“Teacher Zeng, you are a teacher, you should be the senior leading the team,” Fang Ziye quickly said.

"I'll believe your nonsense." Zeng Duoqin put his hands behind his back and left for good this time.

Fang Ziye's lack of rejection means that it will be taken into consideration.

Following Fang Ziye to the new campus, Zeng Duoqin, as a professor, was actually taking a huge gamble by working under an associate professor.

When Fang Ziye re-entered the doctor's office, he generously displayed his phone: "Here, I've already sent the menu to the group."

"Everyone, please spread out, two or three people per group. Order whatever you want to eat, except for alcohol!"

"Others are optional, but the total amount ordered by each group must not be less than two hundred."

"I'll pay for it, so don't be polite with me."

After sending out the menu, Fang Ziye walked back towards the nurses' station and said, "Sister Wei, I sent you the menu. Please tell the sisters and brothers who are working overtime to order some too."

"Divide into small groups to order, and order whatever you want."

"It's the first day of the new department, and things are a bit busy, so we'll have a small celebration in the office."

Huang Xiaowei immediately reported the good news to the nursing team, which undoubtedly won her a round of applause.

There's a relatively generous director and a stingy director; everyone knows which type of person is better, even though they know Fang Ziye's method is a very simple bribery tactic.

However, Fang Ziye hadn't had much time to chat happily with everyone when he received a call from Lan Tianluo.

An emergency patient arrived at the operating room, and Lan Tianluo couldn't handle it, so he asked Fang Ziye to go and take a look.

Fang Ziye went there immediately.

Fang Ziye didn't think the illness was complicated, but Lan Tianluo found it extremely difficult to treat.

It was actually just multiple bleeding within the pelvic cavity. Lan Tianluo's hemostasis skills were insufficient, but after Fang Ziye intervened, the danger was averted in just over ten minutes.

Half an hour later, Fang Ziye and the orthopedic team left in a carefree manner, leaving the general surgery team to continue treating the ruptured intestine.

Feng Junfeng followed closely behind Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo, whispering, "Master, you're amazing!"

"Before you came, the chief resident of general surgery told us to prepare to talk to the patient's family about the possibility of death."

"Go right away."

"His eyes widened when you arrived."

Fang Ziye said, "Don't flatter me."

Turning to Lan Tianluo, he said, "In the future, if you encounter this kind of bleeding, first do hemostasis step by step. Start by clamping the major branch arteries, and then start looking for the minor branch arteries."

"And the physical examination technique, did you practice the bucket and small water jet techniques I asked you to practice?"

Lan Tianlu nodded: "I've been practicing in Enshi, but the clinical process is quite different from the practice. As soon as I see a patient, my brain shuts down."

Fang Ziye prepared many corresponding methods for Lan Tianluo to practice various skills. In fact, after evaluation, even if Lan Tianluo's pure hemostasis skills were not enough this time.

If you can stay calm and pinpoint the bleeding point, it's not difficult to treat.

However, learning and applying are two different things. Lan Tianluo's skill learning is not like Fang Ziye's, where once the skill points are added, it's like divine assistance, and there's no need to consider the issue of compatibility.

"It's okay, you'll get used to it eventually."

"It is very difficult to improve physical examination skills, especially the orientation and location of bleeding points in pools of blood, which is something that can only be understood intuitively and cannot be explained in words."

"Your senior brother can only teach you how to practice and how to judge. Everyone's sensory organs are different, so there is a lot of autonomy involved."

"Therefore, at present, no one in the country can claim to be superior in the field of physical examination."

Lan Tianluo looked at Fang Ziye: "Senior brother, you should dare to speak up, right?"

"Even if I say it, others probably won't believe me."

"That's not the point, just remember it for later."

Fang Ziye then looked at Feng Junfeng and said, "Junfeng, today's situation is the best specimen for you to dissect and learn from."

"Anatomy is the foundation of surgery. Whether it's reading images, performing surgical procedures, or later specialized debridement and functional reconstruction, everything is based on it."

"The anatomy in textbooks is static, but the anatomy on patients is dynamic. Once you get past this step, your basic skills will definitely improve a lot."

"Also, now that you're an assistant to the chief resident, you need to start learning some basic things, like simple manual reduction techniques? Or tendon suturing, like helping to remove it."

Lan Tianluo agreed, saying, "Feng Junfeng's basic suturing skills are quite good; he was almost able to complete the tendon suture. He's no worse than the other hand surgery PhDs in the same cohort."

It was nearly midnight.

The three of them slowly walked towards the surgical building.

Lan Tianlu smiled knowingly and turned to say, "Senior brother, congratulations! Although you were busy and tired today, you fought a very good first battle."

"Senior, your influence is now no less than that of any renowned professor. You come with your own source of infection."

Feng Junfeng's eyes were filled with admiration.

Fang Ziye said with a touch of narcissism, "Of course, she has some charm."

"Otherwise, how could you be a good senior brother? You would have crushed him long ago!"

"Hehehe." Lan Tianlu laughed heartily.

The night was beautiful, but a cold wind was howling. (End of Chapter)