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"Director Zhu, I'm just calling to confirm. A relative of Professor Lin Su has come to visit me. Professor Lin Su personally brought him to ask me to add an appointment for an outpatient visit on a weekday." Fang Ziye briefly explained the situation to Director Zhu Jun of the Hematology Department before summarizing the conversation.

"Oh, Professor Lin is already in his office..."

"Okay, I understand." Fang Ziye looked in the direction of the patient, his eyes calm.

The middle-aged man began to fidget, opening and closing his mouth several times, unsure of what to say.

Fang Ziye didn't want to openly expose him, since the other party was also a victim: "Uncle, are you really a relative of Professor Lin from the Department of Hematology?"

"I just called Director Zhu Jun of the Hematology Department, and Director Zhu said that Professor Lin is in their department."

Fang Ziye also sent a message to Lan Tianluo.

The middle-aged man then said, "Dr. Fang, I'm sorry, I am... um..."

Fang Ziye put away his phone, stroked his chin, and said, "How much money did she ask you for?"

"Eight hundred!~"

The middle-aged man blurted out, but immediately shook his head: "No, no, no, I didn't ask for money, Professor Fang."

"I really want to find you, but I have no other choice. I've been trying to get through to your number for a long time, but I haven't been able to." The middle-aged man's expression was sincere.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye nodded and said frankly, "Thank you for your recognition. You're quite persistent in using my account, but your approach is actually wrong."

"If you really want to find a solution, you should look for guides on short video platforms and online. You clearly haven't found any before."

"On my outpatient days, generally speaking, as long as you are willing to wait in the consultation room to get an appointment, you can usually get one."

"In the future, if you really want to see a professor in his clinic, go on the day he is holding a consultation, preferably early, and then ask him."

“You said you came at this time, but I’m not working in the outpatient clinic today. My main task today is to take care of the diagnosis and treatment of inpatients who come to the department from the outpatient clinic.”

"If dozens of people like you come, wouldn't that be unfair to these hospitalized patients?"

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he put on his white coat and name tag, and as he stood up, he took the initiative to push the middle-aged man towards the office.

The middle-aged man said, "Professor Fang, please don't. I can do it myself. My family member is downstairs. I'll have him push it."

Fang Ziye did not let go of the wheelchair handle and continued, "No, now that you're in the department, you're a perfect teaching material. I'll have my students do a physical exam for you and order some tests. After you're done, come back up to us to see the results."

"It's not outpatient hours today. Since you're already here, give them a chance to practice their skills. My request isn't unreasonable, is it?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, his eyes slightly red: "Really? Dr. Fang, you're willing to treat me?"

"You've already come to my office, do you think I'm going to kick you out?"

Fang Ziye smiled and said, "However, you need to get checked first. I can only show you the results after I'm done with my work here."

"Perhaps our group of students will show you the results first and give you a preliminary diagnosis."

“It’s not during my off-hours, I just can’t revolve around you alone.”

"Also, the person who brought you here is a medical tout. You can choose to call the police, or at least get her to return your money."

"Why don't you call your family members over first?"

"Hu Qingyuan, come and examine this patient and order a preliminary test," Fang Ziye called out from the doorway.

Upon hearing this, Hu Qingyuan immediately got up and began to take the patient from Fang Ziye's wheelchair and walk into the office.

Fang Ziye then walked out of the department. Near the elevator, he saw Professor Lin begging Lan Tianluo for mercy: "Doctor, please let me off this time. I promise I won't do it again."

"I had no other choice but to resort to this. My father is hospitalized in the oncology department, and chemotherapy is very expensive, so I..."

Lan Tianluo's expression was stern: "If you are just a medical tout and not using our hospital's professorship to deceive people, I can ignore you."

“But now, you have to wait for the security personnel to come up before you can leave. Otherwise, I will follow you and I don’t care if I become a human tracking device.”

"Besides, the security office has already called the police. There are surveillance cameras in the elevator and at the entrance of the department. You can't escape."

"If you choose to impersonate a professional and engage in illegal activities in public, you must bear the consequences."

The girl's eyes reddened: "Doctor, please don't do this. I really have no choice. I need money, I need quick money. I'm only doing this part-time."

“I only found this job, and I haven’t been doing it for very long. If I don’t do this, I’ll have to go out and sell myself, and I don’t want that…”

“My dad really needs the money.”

Fang Ziye walked in at this moment: "If you need money, there are ways to get it. Nowadays, online fundraising and critical illness medical insurance are quite convenient."

"Moreover, as sons and daughters, we cannot gamble with our parents' health."

“Professor Fang, my dad is indeed hospitalized in the oncology department, right here at Peking Union Medical College Hospital. You can confirm it,” the girl said.

She wasn't very old, though she looked older than her age; it was actually because her skin wasn't in good condition. While she seemed to feign composure, there was a certain confidence and charisma unique to associate professors that couldn't be faked.

Moreover, the demeanor of someone who is an associate professor of medicine and associate chief physician is not something that can be faked by ordinary people.

"As for online donations, people are unwilling to donate these days. My dad needs money for chemotherapy, medicine, and injections, and he also needs imported drugs..."

“I’ve spent all the savings I earned from accompanying patients to medical appointments. My dad needs more money recently, so I saw a group offering a 20,000 yuan bonus for each new appointment, which is why I decided to give it a try.”

"I've been a patient companion at medical appointments for a long time, so I know... I know some of the tricks, I thought."

"I was wrong, Professor Fang, please forgive me, I beg you." The girl cupped her hands in a gesture of apology, her face full of anxiety and her eyes red.

Fang Ziye pondered for a moment. This kind of tactic of pretending to be an acquaintance of the hospital and bringing people to see a doctor is something most people wouldn't even dare to think of.

The girl must have been dressed up before, and there aren't many people as meticulous as Fang Ziye. Some professors know too many people and are afraid they won't recognize everyone, so they just show her the photos after hearing similar comments.

On the contrary, Fang Ziye was young and didn't know many people. Moreover, he often received similar calls, so he asked a few more questions.

"Then return the money to them." Fang Ziye pointed into the ward.

"Your dad is hospitalized, and other people come here for medical treatment. Why are you trying to make money off him?"

The girl's expression flickered with hesitation and uncertainty before she finally nodded: "Okay, I'll back out, Professor Fang, I'll back out, I'll compensate you!"

She didn't really understand what the consequences of pretending to be an associate professor would be, but she was also a little afraid that she would actually be arrested.

Lan Tianluo continued to follow the girl until she actually swiped the money to the unnamed uncle, and the uncle acknowledged the amount. Only then did he stop following her.

"Senior brother, is that how it is?" Lan Tianluo asked.

"Well, I'll go explain to the security personnel when they arrive later! Actually, even if we call the police, it's mostly about reconciliation."

"That's all the business the girl had with the middle-aged man. Although there might be other 'special deals' later on, it's not good to investigate that in too much detail."

“We’ll just have to be more careful,” Fang Ziye replied.

If the other party doesn't go too far, Fang Ziye will only dismantle the bridge they've built around themselves, and won't directly dismantle the entire betting platform.

Humans have their own way of doing things, and so do rats.

Although these things are a bit shady, they do actually make things easier for some patients, at least giving them the opportunity to see a doctor in a timely manner.

Fang Ziye simply didn't like being used as a tool for others to make money.

Moreover, those who are willing to spend this money are mostly from relatively well-off families.

"alright."

"What she said doesn't seem to be false. But it seems like I've never encountered a situation like this before." Lan Tianluo touched his earlobe, his expression conflicted.

“If my mentor and his colleagues have to constantly talk about any small medal they've earned, then that department is definitely starting to decline.”

"Tianluo, we're starting to grow up, and we'll have to figure out how to overcome these things on our own." Fang Ziye finished speaking, raised his wrist, and checked the time.

"Let's go, let's go hand over the shift." Fang Ziye changed the subject and returned to his own topic.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Fang Ziye had long known that when you see someone's success, you should also consider the pressure they face and the problems they have to solve.

You can watch it, but experience is experience.

How could Fang Ziye suddenly eliminate "medical touts" and "second-hand medical resource brokers" that even hospitals and the health commission system have been unable to completely eradicate?

The handover process was very lengthy, after all, more than thirty new patients had been admitted, and even just reading through the basic information and diagnosis information of each patient would take a long time.

The handover between the nursing team and the on-duty doctor was completed at 8:30 in the morning.

Fang Ziye and Huang Xiaowei sat side by side, each in charge of one side.

After the on-duty doctor finished speaking, Huang Xiaowei spoke first: "Our ward is newly opened, so we have a lot of tasks and a heavy workload. Everyone has worked hard."

“Especially our two male colleagues in the nursing department, they were exhausted and their backs ached all day yesterday. I saw how hard you worked.”

"Including the attending physicians, almost none of them went home to rest before midnight yesterday."

"However, we also completed the challenge. In one day, we admitted more than 30 patients for elective treatment and completed their blood tests, electrocardiograms, various examination appointments, interviews, signatures, medical insurance registration and other tasks."

"But this is just the beginning. We are surgeons, so we will face an even more challenging task after the medical team completes the postoperative care. This is an even tougher nut to crack."

"We must grit our teeth and get through this; we absolutely cannot slack off."

"It's possible that if you don't arrive at the bedside in time, the patient's postoperative healing will be poor. If you are lazy and negligent, the patient may suffer a heart attack, etc."

"Therefore, our nursing department will be working overtime all month. I, and all of our head nurses, will be working overtime with you."

"Let me state my position here first: if I am home before 8 p.m. every day this month, including weekends, except for extremely special circumstances, I will proactively report to the nursing department next month to resign from my position as head nurse."

"In principle, I will work in the department for the same amount of time as our nursing department's day shift. I welcome the supervision of all the professors!" Huang Xiaowei stated very clearly.

As you can see, after Huang Xiaowei finished speaking, although the nursing team sighed repeatedly, there was no murmur of complaint.

Huang Xiaowei has made it clear that she has always been willing to work overtime, and if she ever leaves early without any special circumstances, she will resign from the job.

This is not about making empty promises or forcing others to do things while you slack off.

Fang Ziye picked up the thread: "Thank you for your statement, Head Nurse and colleagues from the Nursing Department. It is true that a balance between work and rest is the right thing to do."

"However, our department and our hospital are currently facing a rather unique period of development!"

"Therefore, the tasks and duties are quite trivial, especially the work in the nursing department, which is even more demanding."

"But these tasks are all part of our job duties. The tasks we have to do at the moment do not exceed the regular tasks of nursing and medical staff. It's just that the quantity has increased."

"So just grit your teeth and persevere and you can get it done; you don't need to use your brain too much."

"During overtime, everyone should eat well and remember to eat on time."

"If there is no time to order takeout, the department can form a team or group to find the hospital cafeteria or a designated restaurant to order food."

"Then there's the issue of taking time off and requesting leave."

"A balance between work and rest is definitely the best option. If you are feeling unwell, you should ask for leave or take time off as soon as possible. You can't push yourself too hard, because everyone's constitution is different..."

"Work is work, and it's very important. Our responsibilities are quite unique."

"But health is health, and our main task is to make patients healthier. Similarly, I hope that all my colleagues do not participate in their work on the basis of paying for their health."

"Although there may be some points of contention, the head nurse and I will soon suggest to the nursing department, personnel department, and residency training office that we add more staff to our department to alleviate everyone's burden to some extent."

Fang Ziye then asked, "Head Nurse, what is the current bed-to-nurse ratio in our department, to be precise?"

The bed-to-nurse ratio is the ratio of the number of beds to the number of nurses.

"The expected nurse-to-bed ratio is 1:0.30! That is, 10 nurses for 30 beds."

"But there are currently 36 hospitalized patients, and there are two of us, Shen Xinyao and I, who are not currently in charge of any beds. It means that eight people have to be responsible for 36 beds."

"The nurse-to-bed ratio is below 0.25, almost 0.2!" Huang Xiaowei said.

"Head Nurse, could you draft an application? I estimate that there aren't that many inpatients in other wards right now. Let's see if the nursing department can assign a few more of our colleagues over here."

“Let’s sign together,” Fang Ziye said.

Previously, Fang Ziye did not need to manage how many nurses were in the department, or what the nurse-to-bed ratio was.
But now, Fang Ziye has to consider that if a nurse dies suddenly while on duty during his term, he might not face immediate trouble, but it will ultimately have an impact on his future.

Fang Ziye did not want this to happen.

"Okay, Director Fang, I'll have you sign before 3 p.m. this afternoon." Huang Xiaowei had been trained as a head nurse for a long time and had very strong execution and communication skills.

Fang Ziye then looked at the team of attending physicians. He not only had a general understanding of the people in his own group, but also looked at Zeng Duoqin's group: "Professor Zeng, in your group, Xu Gongming and Li Hanyao are currently personally taking charge of the patients, right?"

Zeng Duoqin nodded: "I only brought my students here. When it comes to the orthopedic residency training, they don't want to come to the new campus."

“If we only assign Xie Zhouzhou, Huang Nonghua, and Dai Zhusheng to be in charge of the beds, things will fall apart.”

Zeng Duoqin immediately replied, "Director Fang, our group is doing alright, but it's mainly Wang Zongkai's group. Currently, apart from Xiao Jinqiang, we only have the attending physician left."

"There are far too few attending physicians."

"Given the complexity of the diseases our department will soon be handling, even if Zhang Wenlai and Zhu Quanlin were to work together, they definitely wouldn't be able to manage them all."

When a new ward was opened, the hospital only considered the senior doctors who were assigned there. As for the attending physicians and other junior doctors, it depended on the number of their students.

Zeng Duoqin is a professor with both a doctorate and a master's degree. Fang Ziye has two doctorates and one master's degree, making it a fairly large team.

However, Wang Zongkai is neither a special associate professor nor a professor. Currently, Xiao Jinqiang is the only master's student among them.

"Tian Yao, you'll be working with Teacher Wang Zongkai for the rest of the month. You can hand over your bed later and go over there to help with the bed management."

"I'll see how things go next month and see if we can get a few more attending physicians."

"There are too few attending physicians in the department, and normal work cannot be carried out." Fang Ziye transferred one person to Wang Zongkai.

This wasn't because Fang Ziye hadn't considered things carefully; it was because Tian Yao was his student, and Fang Ziye couldn't simply send him over there.

Firstly, I was afraid of hurting my students' feelings, and secondly, I had to arrange the schedule based on the actual situation in the department.

"Okay!" Tian Yao agreed without hesitation.

His voice was cheerful, but I wonder if he was hurting inside. Fang Ziye couldn't care less about that right now.

"Today is Friday, and it's the last workday of the week."

"Our surgery days are currently scheduled for Wednesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays, starting next week. Our group will be on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays; Professor Zeng's group will be on Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays; and Professor Wang's group will be on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays."

"Everyone should strictly follow this surgical schedule, plan the surgeries meticulously, and ensure proper handover to the patients within their group."

"If our group doesn't have any surgeries scheduled for the day, let's let each other know," Fang Ziye instructed again.

Although he had discussed these matters with Zeng Duoqin and others, they still needed to be discussed openly so that the junior doctors would be aware of their group's surgery schedule.

Zeng Duoqin said, "My main task today and next Monday is puncture diagnosis. Wang Zongkai, you definitely can't schedule elective surgery today."

"You can schedule surgeries next Monday; we should be able to finish sixteen or seventeen today."

Aspiration biopsy is a basic specialty procedure in orthopedics, and Zeng Duoqin, Xu Gongming, and Li Hanyao can all perform it routinely.

If you can't even perform a biopsy, you're unlikely to become an attending physician in the orthopedics department.

With three people taking turns, the puncture procedure doesn't take long, and performing sixteen or seventeen punctures a day is not a problem.

Wang Zongkai certainly didn't want to take up Fang Ziye's surgery day, so upon hearing this, he immediately said, "Then thank you, Teacher Zeng. I will explain to the patients in the group that we are performing surgeries consecutively." "And before performing surgeries consecutively, we need to disinfect for a period of time."

After a tumor biopsy, a certain amount of disinfection time is required to avoid infection in the operating room.

Cancer infection is no joke.

Zeng Duoqin quickly explained with a smile, "The puncture is fine. We are all orthopedic doctors. Patients can be afraid, but we can't scare ourselves."

After Zeng Duoqin finished speaking, he realized that Fang Ziye might have more to say, so he added, "Director Fang, please continue. I won't interrupt you any longer."

Fang Ziye flipped through his notebook before saying, "The next point is very crucial."

“Our new ward doesn’t have a trauma center, so we have to handle all the orthopedic emergencies ourselves.”

"Although the ward currently has a chief resident, Tianluo is, after all, a student, so we, the second-line and third-line staff, are the most directly responsible."

"Currently, in our department, the three shifts are rotated by me, Professor Zeng, and Professor Wang Zongkai, with each shift lasting three days."

"The second-line team consists of five people: Li Nuo, Xu Gongming, Li Hanyao, Zhang Wenlin, and Zhu Quanlin, who take turns working together. So I hope that these guys can hold up the emergency surgery department."

"In principle, our department's chief resident and attending resident are only responsible for receiving emergency patients!"

Fang Ziye's words were actually an attempt to shirk responsibility.

But the attending physician is not someone who shirks responsibility; it's impossible for him to avoid taking any responsibility.

As soon as Fang Ziye finished speaking, Zhang Wenlin and Zhu Quanlin from the Hand Surgery Department didn't seem to notice anything amiss, but Xu Gongming and Li Hanyao from the Orthopedics Department seemed to have suddenly developed eczema in their groin area and began to fidget restlessly.

After about seven or eight seconds, Xu Gongming, who was older, said, "Director Fang, our orthopedics department has never treated emergency patients before... and we haven't done much emergency debridement either."

This is a consequence of the specialization of medical specialties.

The trauma surgery and hand surgery subspecialties at Zhongnan Hospital are top-notch, so people from other specialties don't need to spend any time on the emergency department.

"Treating common trauma emergency patients is a basic skill for every orthopedic surgeon, and in principle, it has nothing to do with which specialty they belong to."

"Back in the last few decades, our orthopedic ward always operated on a shift system, with all resident doctors taking turns to be on duty in the emergency room."

"We only have a few people in our new ward, and this was agreed upon beforehand. If Dr. Xu and Dr. Li feel it's difficult, they can give their opinions to Director Deng and apply to be transferred back to our original ward!"

"But since we're here this month, we have to do our job well."

"It's our duty." Fang Ziye gave the two no way out.

We are all adults. The task of the new hospital to receive emergency patients is not something that has only just been explained. As an orthopedic doctor, and one who has already reached the attending physician level, I have long known that the orthopedic department would face emergencies.

Now that we've come this far, there's no going back!

What needs to be discussed should be discussed, and what needs to be firmly established should be established.

“Our attending physicians are also divided into regular on-call shifts in the wards and emergency surgery shifts. Because our department has a chief resident, even if they do not have a medical license for the time being, they can still perform regular on-call shifts.”

"However, those of you without certificates, during your shifts, don't skimp on data and phone charges. Make as many calls as possible to ask questions and seek advice."

"If anyone really can't afford to pay their phone bill, let me know in advance, and I'll pay it for you!~"

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he immediately assigned the task to an individual: "Feng Junfeng, you are responsible for compiling a list of all the phone numbers, names, and assigned beds for everyone in our department."

"Then print them out and post them in the doctors' offices, doctors' lounges, and the chief resident's office!~"

"So, from now on, if anyone says they can't find their superior's phone number, they might want to retake their elementary school Chinese course!"

“Yes, Master.” Feng Junfeng nodded in agreement.

He had actually finished this task a long time ago, but Fang Ziye only gave the order now, so he printed it out and posted it today.

Of course, Fang Ziye wasn't really being difficult; he was adhering to the principle of being strict at first and then lenient later: "On matters of principle, the bottom line must be followed."

"For matters outside of principles, we can discuss them together. I will be spending a lot of time in the wards, operating rooms, and outpatient clinics from now on."

"You sometimes go to our department's special practice room, so?"

"I'm not afraid of your questions, including those from Professor Zeng and Professor Wang."

"On the contrary, you should take the initiative and stop being so concerned about saving face!"

“Learning isn’t about kneeling down or groveling. It’s not shameful to lower yourself to ask others for help…”

And so, Fang Ziye finished his second shift as the ward director.

After handing over his shift, Fang Ziye noticed for the first time that the junior doctors in his department were looking at him with fear and unease.

This was the first time Fang Ziye had ever felt that the attending physician in his department would avoid eye contact with him after the shift ended.

Fang Ziye also realized for the first time that he had actually started to follow the path of the older generation, which was to "use power to suppress people" and to start thinking about the idea that "if you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will!"

Life is a classroom at every turn, and life is a closed loop at every moment.

Fang Ziye couldn't think of a better solution either. Leading a ward is not the same as leading a simple small group. Both the big stick and the dates must be given, and it's impossible to continue with the small-scale workshop approach from before.

As for whether he can earn both respect and love, Fang Ziye dares not guarantee it.

In the early stages of establishing the ward, Fang Ziye had to put in a lot of effort to set up rules and regulations, and then see if there was an opportunity to integrate these rigid rules into daily routines.

After handing over their shifts, Lan Tianluo and Li Nuo, among others, lined up in a row.

Only then did Li Nuo turn the conversation to the patients in the group: "Ziye, what kind of patients do you admit from the outpatient clinic?"

"What were you thinking when you admitted so many patients?"

Lan Tianluo was also quite puzzled: "Senior brother, out of the eight patients, only two have conventional functional impairments, while the other three are most likely to be neurodegenerative diseases."

"One patient had multiple infections in one lower limb, and two others had bone defects in one lower limb..."

"Is this really a disease that our team can handle?"

Lan Tianluo had been to Enshi, but had never been to the clinical area of ​​the sanatorium.

He was a dedicated professional; if Lan Tianluo were fickle, someone who was physically in the research field but mentally focused on clinical work, he wouldn't have reached where he is today.

He needed to concentrate on his work, so he didn't know the specific diseases Fang Ziye was treating in the clinical area of ​​the Enshi Sanatorium.

Fang Ziye, hands behind his back, calmly said, "The patients I selected are actually to help you determine your interests!"

"I won't go into the emergency limb-sparing surgery for severe injuries, as you all know that it's routine at our hospital."

"I've seen quite a few functional reconstruction surgeries and revision surgeries for functional impairments in the department."

"However, the entry threshold for these diseases is quite high! ~ So your sense of participation is not high."

“But bone defects are different from severe infections; you can all slowly seep in.”

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, Hu Qingyuan touched his chin and interjected, "Master, are these patients we've taken in difficult to treat?"

Hu Qingyuan had only interned under Fang Ziye, who had just become the chief resident at that time.

Therefore, Hu Qingyuan only had a preliminary understanding of the common disease structure of the Department of Trauma Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital, and his understanding of the overall disease structure of the Department of Trauma Surgery was not detailed enough.

They also didn't have a deep understanding of the difficulty of the treatment.

Hu Qingyuan was asking Feng Junfeng, who had been in the department for many years and knew more about the case: "To put it simply, if that infected patient were sent out, very few people in the entire city of Wuhan would dare to take him in."

"Professor Duan Hong of Tongji Hospital might dare to accept it and give it a try."

Hu Qingyuan and Feng Junfeng's conversation was private and did not disturb Lan Tianluo. At the same time, Lan Tianluo bit his lower lip and said in a troubled tone, "Senior brother, didn't you say before that our department is not chasing new things right now, but wants to focus on mastering the basics?"

Fang Ziye replied, "That's on the main campus, not here!"

"If I don't put some pressure on you and Master Nuo, how will you be more motivated?"

"This infection is actually a simplified version of chemotherapy for bone tumors, and it is very easy to treat."

"As for bone defects, it's an enhanced version of reconstruction surgery. Tianluo, if you have another six months, you can definitely give it a try. Master Nuo should be able to perform the surgery himself after a year or two."

"Functional reconstruction surgery for neurodegenerative diseases is more difficult, but it does not deviate from the framework of functional reconstruction surgery."

"You don't think I'm just randomly taking on patients, do you?"

Although Fang Ziye is the director, he is too familiar with Lan Tianluo, so he speaks without restraint and doesn't act like a director much.

Lan Tianluo and Li Nuo exchanged a glance, each seeing desire and longing in the other's eyes.

How does one develop technical skills? It's a gradual process of accumulating skills one by one, and delving deeper into each disease one by one. It's impossible to achieve mastery overnight.

Especially in medical technology, if you, as the surgeon, dare to exceed your capabilities and go beyond the scope of the procedure, the patient may die or become disabled in front of you.

Learning materials are one of the essential resources.

Fang Ziye said that his ability to handle the disease demonstrates his confidence, and that learning more about unfamiliar diseases will make his abilities more comprehensive.

What they now consider "hexagonal" is actually what others see as a super specialist warrior, at the forefront of the times.

How could those two not be passionate?
After seeing that Li Nuo and Lan Tianluo had stopped talking, Fang Ziye said, "Feng Junfeng, your incision skills have also improved somewhat in these diseases."

"Exposing blood vessels and nerves through incision is something you can do; it's not beyond your capabilities. So you should work hard and try to get on the operating table as soon as possible."

"Hu Qingyuan, you should think carefully about when you can help us with tendon suturing, and perform minor procedures within major surgeries such as tendon transfer and tendon transplantation."

"Lin Fangzhong, you are the same. You and Hu Qingyuan are in the same year, so you can also work towards these goals."

"Furthermore, with Lan Tianluo as the chief resident, you can get more exposure to basic trauma surgery procedures, such as debridement, suturing, and hemostasis."

"We've provided you with the platform, and we've also laid out the steps for you. It's a very gamified process of leveling up by defeating monsters."

"Over the next ten years, as long as you make progress, you can immediately validate your abilities in clinical practice. It all depends on how quickly you advance; the faster you advance, the more satisfying your clinical experience will be." Fang Ziye has a detailed training plan for everyone!
This is something no one else can compare to, because Fang Ziye has a whole bunch of level 5 and level 6 skills.

To put it bluntly, others might be worried that Hu Qingyuan and his team might accidentally cut nerves or blood vessels during the incision procedure.

In Fang Ziye's view, even if it was cut, it was nothing special; it was just a matter of performing a small nerve suture or nerve replantation.

Therefore, Fang Ziye can separate these people and treat each one as a small unit or micro-company for independent development.

Moreover, Fang Ziye has a broad perspective and can see each person's level very clearly.

The greater the gap, the better the perspective.

Hu Qingyuan said, "Master, what about my basic experiments? The laboratories in this campus are so far away, and we've already done so many."

Fang Ziye's lips trembled slightly as he led the team, patting Hu Qingyuan on the shoulder: "Qingyuan, let me teach you another lesson."

“You are a student and I am a teacher, so don’t put any pressure on your master. What you can think of, your master can also think of.”

"Don't worry, the lab will have one, but it won't be in our hospital."

Hu Qingyuan is smart, but he is still inexperienced. He is only anxious about his own research project, so he is a little impatient.

Lan Tianluo patted Hu Qingyuan on the shoulder, giving him a half-smile.

Hu Qingyuan was "terrified".

No matter how mature he is, he's still just a junior master's student. He's only just begun to put on his shoes on his clinical path in trauma surgery; he hasn't even started walking yet.

The ward rounds process is relatively slow.

Because Li Nuo and others were not like Professor Fang Zhikuan and others in the sanatorium, Fang Ziye not only had to act as the director and chief surgeon, but also as a father and a teacher, breaking down and feeding each patient's diagnosis and examination results bit by bit.

Let them learn how to diagnose these patients first...

Fang Ziye did this throughout the entire ward round.

Having grown accustomed to being followed by experienced doctors like Professor Fang Zhikuan, Fang Ziye had several moments when he began to despise the meager abilities of Lan Tianluo, Li Nuo, and others.

However, this wasn't apparent; all experienced doctors start as junior doctors.

As long as I can cover the losses myself, that's fine!

It took nearly two hours to see all eight patients, which is an unprecedented speed for ward rounds in trauma surgery.

Fang Ziye looked at Li Nuo and Lan Tianluo, who seemed to be having some doubts about life, and said, "The amount of information in these things is indeed quite large. You need to take your time to digest it."

"But the scope of trauma surgery is very large, and these diseases are not your familiar comfort zone, so it will be a bit painful to get used to them."

"But once you get through this, your skill level will definitely be different from others."

"Everyone goes through such a painful process!"

Lan Tianlu was still feeling melancholy, but his thoughts were quickly interrupted by a consultation call. After answering the call, he hurriedly left.

Feng Junfeng, Hu Qingyuan, and Lin Fangzhong took the opportunity to quickly return and process the patients' medical orders.

Additional tests should be conducted where necessary, and patients should be scheduled for surgery on Monday. Preoperative preparations, blood preparation, and patient consultations and signatures are also required.

"Master Nuo, all the signing and discussions later will be done at the Security Office. All the surgeries scheduled for today will also be done there. If the patients refuse, let them complete the discharge procedures in the presence of the Security Office."

"It must be made clear that their surgery is possible, and they can also choose to have it done elsewhere. We fully respect their right to choose!" Fang Ziye said.

"Do those undergoing functional reconstruction also need to go?" Li Nuo didn't doubt Fang Ziye, but just wanted to ask for more details.

"Let's go too, just to register."

“Functional reconstruction surgery is not a minor procedure. Our ward has just opened, so we can’t be too careless.” Fang Ziye nodded.

"Okay, then I'll go see them write the prescription."

"Hu Qingyuan has only recently joined the department."

"Professor Fang, why don't you go to your clinic..." Li Nuo quickly started looking for things to do, while also flattering him.

The clinic that Li Nuo mentioned was the one where the patient came in this morning. He had already returned from his examination and was waiting at the office door for Fang Ziye to give him a follow-up visit.

Fang Ziye led the patient couple into the director's office, a slight smile playing on his lips as he looked at his electronic medical records.

Hu Qingyuan, Hu Qingyuan, may seem carefree and play games all day, but Fang Ziye really likes his "super-standard academic" way of doing things more and more.

The medical record structure is super standard, textbook-like, and the writing style is no different from that in textbooks.

This kid has really memorized all the books he's read. Is this hyperthymesia?

But Hu Qingyuan doesn't seem to have autism.

"Dr. Fang...I...Is my condition alright?" Although they weren't afraid of doctors' smiles, Fang Ziye's smile still made the couple a little worried.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's expression immediately hardened. After glancing at his MRI scan again, he said, "Your situation is very complicated!"

“Your family is well-off, so you must have been to quite a few hospitals, even though you kept it from me and said you hadn’t.”

"Of course, we don't dwell on that."

"Tell me your thoughts and demands..." Fang Ziye threw the question to the other party.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression changed slightly.

He quickly explained, "Professor Fang, I have been to many hospitals, but I have been disappointed too many times. Several times, after I told them about my medical history, I was almost kicked out."

"I was afraid that you, Professor Fang, would also kick me out, so... that's why I kept it a secret." (End of Chapter)