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Seeing that the assistants around him had stopped moving, Fang Ziye coughed, and Tang Xiaoping and the others resumed their work, but their eyes were still wandering over Fang Ziye.

Liu Faming noticed that Tang Xiaoping's face was slightly red with shame. After all, Fang Ziye had not performed any particularly advanced procedures since entering the operating room. He had only glanced at the screen a few times before starting to cut.

It doesn't seem to require much skill, but Liu Faming didn't think it was Tang Xiaoping's dish...

Even a surgeon's skill is not solely reflected in their procedures.

All the skills—theory, cognition, diagnosis, etc.—are in the mind; outsiders can only see the operation.

The operation of cutting open the capsule directly above the hematoma is not difficult; the difficulty lies in Fang Ziye's ability to determine in a short time whether the capsule can be cut!

There was no suspense, no drama, no thrills, and therefore no mysterious maneuvers.

The following steps are easy for everyone to understand, so there are not many doubts.

Once the autologous blood recycling device started operating, Tang Xiaoping revived the atmosphere at the operating table: "Professor Fang, what would have happened if it had exploded just now?"

Fang Ziye has completed the most crucial "selection" and the initial step, and now, having transitioned into the role of assistant, he is at ease: "Shall we begin dancing?"

Didn't the movie show us the standard answer?

Fang Ziye's generation and Liu Faming's generation both know about Jiangbao Shenwu; it represents their youth.

Soon, Fang Ziye met everyone's gaze and said, "Just kidding. Although physiology is separate from physics, it doesn't escape the scope of physics either."

"When a liquid bursts open, it's actually because the hydraulic pressure difference is too large. There are certain conditions for a hydraulic pressure difference to form."

"If the wall tension of this hematoma is too high and the internal hydraulic pressure is too great, then a hydraulic pressure difference will be formed with the hydraulic pressure in the artery. The rapid flow of the one-way valve will allow the hematoma to flow through quickly!"

"Without circulation, it proves that the hydraulic pressure in the hematoma is very small. In addition, the tension of the hematoma wall is not high, so there is not that much pressure. Why are you afraid that it will burst?"

"If you fill a balloon with water, it will puff up and burst if you poke it with a needle, but if you don't tie it up, it won't burst..."

Fang Ziye's voice was calm and steady.

Fang Ziye was the first to apply the one-way valve technique for treating hematomas in clinical practice, and naturally, he had a thorough understanding of its basic operating principles.

However, not everyone is fully aware of the basic principles of the equipment they use.

For example, many people use computers to access the internet now, but many people don't understand the basic principles of why computers can connect to the internet, why we can search for information, and how we can send information out.

Not all surgeons are fully aware of the physiological principles of suturing that allow incisions to heal, but this does not prevent them from suturing effectively.

The only difference is the depth of learning.

Twenty minutes later, when Professor Deng Haibo arrived at the operating room, he found himself to have come to a completely empty operating room.

After taking a few glances and finding that the crisis had been resolved, he told Fang Ziye to step down and said, "I've been in the operating room, so that counts as having been on the operating table."

Deng Haibo wasn't saying this to Liu Faming and Tang Xiaoping, but actually to Fang Ziye.

Although Fang Ziye is an associate chief physician and associate professor, he is not currently a licensed vascular surgeon. In emergency situations, he can avoid risks and perform procedures, which may make the process more standardized, so vascular surgery does not need to involve any thrills.

After Fang Ziye stepped off the operating table, Deng Haibo personally undressed him, laughing as he said, "Little Fang, I knew it. Tang Xiaoping called you. I came here just to watch the show."

"It would be a lifelong regret if you didn't come to our vascular surgery department."

Fang Ziye understood what Deng Haibo meant: "Professor Deng also pays attention to the online celebrity competitions at school?"

"The crab is peeling my shell, the notebook is writing about me. Countless copies of myself fall on maple leaves and snowflakes. And you are thinking of me."

Deng Haibo said, "Xiao Fang, don't be so blunt. You're making me lose face in front of my subordinates."

"Right?" Deng Haibo turned to the young woman in the anesthesiology department and asked.

The young anesthesiologist was secretly watching Fang Ziye, her heart pounding. She replied blankly, "I didn't peek at my senior's husband."

Fang Ziye was speechless.

Deng Haibo was also embarrassed.

Professor Liao Pei, who had large freckles, was also stunned.

This awkward situation was brought up by Deng Haibo, and he was the one who had to resolve it: "Well, I really do have a talent for solving cases. I almost solved a big case."

Miao Miao, a junior anesthesiology master's student, blushed and lowered her head, her floral cap, similar to Professor Liao Pei's, coiled into a flower shape...

Fang Ziye and Deng Haibo were only responsible for walking out of the operating room.

After the two left, Professor Liao Pei moved his rubber slippers over to Miao Miao's side and asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"

Miao Miao shook her head and said shyly in a low voice, "Teacher, many senior sisters and brothers say that Senior Sister Luo's husband is very handsome."

"Being handsome or not is different from liking someone," Liao Pei said.

Miao Miao continued to shake her head, her eyes innocent: "This is my senior sister's husband, I can't like him."

Liao Pei knew exactly what his student meant, and sighed, "What a tragedy!"

Liao Pei did not immediately tell her students that Fang Ziye was not to be trifled with. As a "celebrity" in the Department of Anesthesiology, Luo Tingzhu's strength was as well-known as her "competitive spirit".

Zeng Quanming's doctoral student, Huang Xiruo, remains mentally unstable to this day, partly due to Fang Ziye and partly due to Luo Tingzhu.

Fang Ziye walked in from outside the operating room and said to a junior master's student in vascular surgery, "Brother, add me as a friend and send me the surgical photos."

"Did you take a picture?"

Fang Ziye is not old, only thirty-one, and has a good attitude. He doesn't discriminate between meat and vegetables.

But his address of "Big Brother" still made the second-year master's student very nervous: "Professor Fang, I took the picture. My name is Pang Haichao."

This time, when Fang Ziye came in, Miao Miao didn't even glance at him.

……

"Professor Fang, why are you walking so fast?" Deng Haibo watched Fang Ziye walking back and forth quickly, unable to keep up.

"Teacher Deng, I have to attend a video conference when I get back, and I've already asked for leave before."

"If we don't go back soon, they'll kick us out of the team," Fang Ziye explained.

Deng Haibo had originally intended to travel with Fang Ziye, but upon hearing Fang Ziye's words, he said, "Little Fang, you're so accomplished at such a young age, why are you still so stubborn?"

It's almost eleven o'clock.

"It's only eleven o'clock, it's still early," Fang Ziye said with a smile as he turned around.

Deng Haibo sighed: "Indeed, the glamour that people see in public is often masked by unseen hardships."

"Then I won't bother you any longer."

"I was originally planning to have a good discussion with you about today's case, Xiao Fang."

"Teacher Deng, maybe next time." Fang Ziye didn't put on airs: "I really didn't arrange the time well today."

Fang Ziye's words were both gentle and explosive.

The misscheduling of today's schedule is due to your vascular surgery department causing trouble; there is no vascular surgery emergency in my schedule.

"Everyone says you've been corrupted by your teachers, and I was even speaking well of you in the operating room. Next time, I'll be your accomplice."

"You little rascal, you never use a single swear word when you swear!" Deng Haibo said, both amused and exasperated.

Fang Ziye was changing clothes, and paused slightly as he put on his sweater: "Teacher Deng, this is just you overinterpreting things."

"Given our relationship, wouldn't it be too blunt for me to say I'm busy directly? I have great respect for my seniors."

Deng Haibo glared at him: "Don't you want to ask me if I believe you or not?!"

“Of course I believe it,” Fang Ziye laughed.

……

After Fang Ziye left the operating room, Deng Haibo did not change his clothes and leave the operating room immediately, but instead went back to the operating room.

After carefully questioning Tang Xiaoping, Liu Faming, and the others about what Fang Ziye had said, he pondered and said, "It's strange, since Xiao Fang isn't from our vascular surgery department."

"How come you go into such depth about the theories of our vocational college?"

"Could it be that Professor Li Yongjun has such great abilities?"

Deng Haibo didn't instinctively think that Fang Ziye was a monster, but rather thought of the man standing behind Fang Ziye.

Professor Li Yongjun suddenly entered the field of vascular surgery in Hubei Province, and all professors of vascular surgery had to take him seriously.

It wasn't simply fear, but rather a question of how to interact with him.

Should Zhongnan Hospital simply learn from them, or seek opportunities for cooperation? How should they get to know such an important figure?

After arriving in Hubei Province, Li Yongjun did not dawdle in a low-key manner. Shortly after arriving, he took the initiative to hold an academic report.

This is not just announcing his arrival to the vascular surgery department of Hubei Province, but also showing all his colleagues across the country that Li Yongjun has always been there.

However, faced with such an announcement, whether Deng Haibo should bring the vascular surgery department of Zhongnan Hospital to his side was a rather difficult choice.

……

After Fang Ziye returned, he directly interrupted the group meeting's video conference without causing any excessive reaction from anyone.

Jie Han, who was giving his report, paused only briefly before continuing to report the data results.

Fang Ziye was looking at the unread messages on his phone.

Deng Yong, Gong Jiahe, Yuan Weihong, and the others each responded to Fang Ziye's previous report.

Deng Yong: "The 'girl' who gave you advice must hold a high position within the system, or at least have exceptional insight."

"She has truly grasped the essence of the words 'smooth' and 'accommodating'."

"This is the best choice. It is extremely beneficial to everyone."

"I just mentioned this to Duan Hong, and he called me to discuss some details."

You can read Deng Yong's messages without replying.

However, Fang Ziye still politely returned a smile: "Master, it's fine as long as you think it's acceptable."

Yuan Weihong: "This matter seems to have the best of both worlds, but it may also turn into a situation where public opinion can be a major obstacle."

"If most people knew about this, it might cause problems."

Yuan Weihong typed halfway through the message and then changed his tune: "However, we can't find direct evidence to accuse you, since the selection of patients wasn't something you or our hospital did."

"Sure, I can gain some fame while doing this, solidify my status as an original creator, and earn a substantial income!"

"Ziye, are these things you've asked me to do really useful?"

"The more I think about it, the more unreliable this whole thing seems. I've already butchered over twenty pigs! ~"

After reading it, Fang Ziye replied with a smile, "Master, it will definitely work, don't worry."

"If basic skills were so easy to improve, then Professor Duan Hong and his colleagues would be worthless."

Yuan Weihong replied instantly: "I always feel like you're making fun of me."

Fang Ziye had previously told Yuan Weihong to endure hardship for a while, which meant that he suggested Fang Ziye work part-time at a slaughterhouse, separating the lean and fat parts of a whole pig, and cleaning out the ribs, bones, fascia, nerves, blood vessels, etc., to hone his basic skills.

"Master, why would I tease you?" Fang Ziye retorted.

Yuan Weihong fell silent and did not reply for a long time, so Fang Ziye jumped to Gong Jiahe's chat page.

Gong Jiahe said, "Xiao Fang, remember this! There's a pitfall in these kinds of things: some organizations might try to coerce you."

"Some hospitals will first advertise extensively and then invite you. If you don't want to go, they'll accuse you of being arrogant."

“Especially some private hospitals.”

"You must prepare contingency plans for this kind of thing in advance. Moreover, many private hospitals have methods for recruiting people that are beyond your imagination. With your experience, you may not be able to control them."

After reading it, Fang Ziye pondered for a moment and asked, "Can ordinary private hospitals be used as teaching units? They don't have the qualifications to perform teaching surgeries, do they?"

"I'm afraid they'll get involved. Once you get involved in many things, it's hard to get out of trouble."

"With your current level of fame, these hospitals have probably already taken notice!"

"Moreover, it is undeniable that the service attitude and environment of private hospitals far surpass those of our public hospitals."

"Now you understand what I mean, right?"

"If someone sets a trap for you and you don't react in time, then you'll be in an awkward situation."

Professor Miyake's thinking and perspective are indeed different from ordinary people.

Fang Ziye saw mostly the positive aspects, but Professor Gong noticed the risks: "Please enlighten me, Professor Gong."

"What more advice do you need? You should immediately change your primary place of practice to Enshi Sanatorium, and Zhongnan Hospital to your registered place of practice."

"This means that you will need the sanatorium's approval to practice anywhere else."

“Private hospitals cannot break through this line of defense.”

“If you can’t even figure out how to register your practice, then you’re in an invincible position,” Gong Jiahe explained.

"Okay, thank you, Teacher Gong."

“Indeed, having an elder in the family is like having a treasure. I knew you loved me, Teacher Gong,” Fang Ziye replied.

Gong Jiahe: "Would you like me to love you even more?"

"For example, you could come here and become a part-time postdoctoral researcher or something."

Fang Ziye: "Then it seems unnecessary, Professor Gong."

Gong Jiahe: "You see, when you need someone, you call me Teacher Gong; when you don't need someone, you call me Professor Gong."

“Team Leader Fang, your snobbery is too obvious.” Gong Jiahe began to use psychological manipulation on Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye: "Then I will read it. Teacher Gong, please prepare a topic that suits me."

Gong Jiahe: "..."

"Get out!"

"Understood." Fang Ziye replied playfully.

After that, Fang Ziye sent a message to Lan Juan, the director of the medical department of the sanatorium, to explain. Then, without waiting for a reply, he put his phone face down on the table and began to listen to the data reports from other people.

……

The next day, seven twenty.

Fang Ziye had just arrived at the department door, intending to "meet" the hot dry noodles that had summoned him and eat them all, when Tang Xiaoping, Zhan Zhongyuan, and Wang Qiang suddenly appeared at the door again.

At the same time, several people dressed in civilian clothes stood at the entrance of the ward.

Upon seeing Zhan Zhongyuan, Fang Ziye instinctively felt a bit of a headache.

Before he could speak, Tang Xiaoping introduced him, saying, "Xie Shu, this is Professor Fang. You were able to survive this time entirely thanks to Professor Fang's efforts in turning the tide."

"Otherwise, it would be very difficult to get through such a dangerous situation."

Tang Xiaoping should have mentioned Fang Ziye to the patient and his family long ago. At this moment, a middle-aged couple standing next to the patient walked up to Fang Ziye and almost knelt down.

Fang Ziye held the two middle-aged men firmly with both hands, saying, "Brother, brother, this can't be done."

"A man's knees are worth their weight in gold."

Fang Ziye barely managed to lift the two of them up using his brute strength.

The older middle-aged man was dressed simply, like someone working on a construction site, with some cement stains on his trousers. The younger son, on the other hand, was dressed more formally.

Both of them are in their forties.

After being supported by Fang Ziye, the older man finally couldn't hold back his tears and cried out, "Professor Fang, you don't know how incompetent I am!"

"At this age, my dad still has to bring me meals from the construction site."

"My second child, neither he nor my mother really took care of him."

“My leg isn’t very convenient… If it weren’t for my parents supporting me, I wouldn’t even be able to support my own family.”

"I'm so sorry to my dad... if he really does this this time..."

At this point, the middle-aged man squatted down and began to sob.

By middle age, one's future is already set.

No one wants to be anything less than successful, wealthy, able to raise healthy children, and provide for their elderly parents in their later years.

"Brother, get up." The man's younger brother tugged at him.

The eldest brother wasn't there to act shamelessly. He stood up shakily, his eyes reddening, and said, "Second brother, I didn't mean to. I really had no other choice!"

“My income is so-so. If your sister-in-law doesn’t go out to work, the family won’t be able to make ends meet.”

"I shouldn't have given birth to Xi'er."

"Your parents couldn't help you take care of the kids either... I'm so sorry."

The second brother, who seemed to have some education, patted his older brother on the shoulder and whispered, "We're here to thank Professor Fang, why are you telling him all this?"

"We'll talk about our family matters when we get home." "Professor Fang, on behalf of my whole family, thank you for your kindness. Of course, thank you also to Professor Tang and Dr. Liu."

“I’ve asked a lot of friends, and they all say that it’s a miracle that my dad survived in his condition.”

“My brother is going through a rough patch. He’s a very honest person, so he just vented all his negative energy. I hope it won’t affect your mood, Professor Fang.”

No matter how unsatisfactory his own brother was, it had nothing to do with Fang Ziye.

But there's only so much he can do. What can he do? Besides not wanting his parents to be distracted, he can't directly support his older brother's family.

Adults all have their own difficulties, and everyone faces different kinds and types of pressure. He knew that Fang Ziye also faced various pressures, but perhaps not from economic reasons.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "No, no, that won't happen!"

"How are your father and mother recovering? How are they in spirit?" Fang Ziye asked a few more questions.

"Everything's fine for now!"

"Thank you for your concern, Professor Fang. We actually wanted to come and thank you in person a long time ago, but firstly, we were afraid of bothering you, and secondly, it was difficult for me to find the time while I was at work."

"Thirdly, we don't know how to wait for you, Professor Fang. My brother and I have come twice, but you were in the operating room and outpatient clinic both times."

"That's why we asked Professor Tang and Dr. Liu to take us to see you, Professor Fang, so we could thank you in person."

The eldest brother wanted to say something more, but the second brother was afraid that he would say something he shouldn't, so he nudged him and told him to stop complaining.

Fang Ziye was actually quite happy, after all, his skills had truly saved their father's life: "It's good that your father is doing well now."

"I've been quite busy these past few days, so I'm sorry to have made you run around so much."

"I appreciate your gratitude and I'm very happy to have been able to help you."

"But it's rush hour now, so if there's nothing else, we'll all go about our own business. The old man downstairs needs someone to look after him..."

"Professor Fang, you're busy now, we'll head back first."

The second brother cupped his hands and said, "I came in a bit of a hurry and didn't bring anything, but at least I know where I am now. Next time I come to see Professor Fang, I'll bring you some local specialties from home."

After the two brothers left, Tang Xiaoping said, "Professor Fang, those two brothers had tried several times but failed each time, so we brought them here."

"It wasn't on purpose that I waited for you here, Professor Fang."

Tang Xiaoping and his group didn't intentionally bring people to find them; it's just that three of them came at once, even more obviously than Sima Zhao.

Fang Ziye sighed briefly: "Professor Tang, actually I should thank you for your kindness. How could I, Fang Ziye, possibly deserve such treatment?"

"However, I suspect I still cannot accept your proposal."

"I hope you won't have to worry about it."

Brother, you guys are really not good enough. Your experience is too weak. If it were a few years ago, I think we could have collaborated on some research projects.

Now you've come to me just so I can bring a few more burdens with me, haven't you?
Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaoping quickly shook his head: "Professor Fang, you misunderstood. We are not here today to discuss the previous matters."

"But yesterday, after Professor Deng came and learned about what we had done, he repeatedly told us that we must come and apologize to Professor Fang again."

"I think Professor Deng's words are very true. If you don't have enough experience and want to cooperate with others, it's just currying favor and being unrealistic."

"We should think deeply about why you are unwilling to cooperate with us, and why you don't take the initiative to seek cooperation with us."

"These words may sound a bit harsh, but they are our truest feelings. We hope that the previous unpleasantness will not disturb Professor Fang's mood."

Fang Ziye shook his head and said, "Professor Tang, you are overthinking it. If what happened before bothered me, I would have hung up on you yesterday."

"Professor Tang, you don't need to keep focusing on me alone. If you really have this kind of intention, why don't you read more articles, whether it's mine or other people's articles..."

Fang Ziye felt he had already hinted at it clearly enough.

Unexpectedly, Tang Xiaoping understood: "Professor Fang, you are an easy-going person and willing to give guidance! It's just that we didn't understand it thoroughly enough."

"Professor Fang, don't worry, we already know what to do."

"If it's convenient for you, Professor Fang, I would also like to put in a good word for Director Nie when the time is right..."

Fang Ziye pursed his lips: "That's something you'll need to discuss yourselves. Nie Mingxian does indeed have some clinical research projects at the moment."

"However, where it is ultimately placed is beyond my control. He and I are partners, friends, not superiors and subordinates."

Tang Xiaoping and his group came to Fang Ziye to discuss cooperation directly, but that was pure wishful thinking. They wouldn't even be considered as users of Fang Ziye's sub-projects.

Fang Ziye's junior brothers, senior uncles, and some friends, and at the very least, Yuan Weihong's friends at the Provincial People's Hospital, who are also Fang Ziye's senior uncles.

However, Nie Mingxian's team in Hubei Province is not yet well-established, so some of his sub-projects could be delegated to other provinces.

"Thank you, Professor Fang." Tang Xiaoping and the others left.

……

As they went upstairs, Zhan Zhongyuan asked in a low voice, "Brother Invention, don't you think Fang Ziye's attitude is a bit too arrogant?"

Tang Xiaoping scoffed, "Zhan Zhongyuan, what do you mean by 'arrogance'? Do you even have the right to speak to the other party as an equal? ​​And you're just saying the other party is arrogant?"

“If you were to discuss a collaboration with Liu Faming, and he treated you like Fang Ziye did, that would be called putting on airs.”

“Go talk to Professor Deng Haibo about cooperation, and see how Director Deng treats you. Why don’t you say that Director Deng is putting on airs?”

"This world is very realistic. Who do you think you are, Zhan Zhongyuan?"

Zhan Zhongyuan said, "Director Tang, Wang Qiang and Fang Ziye have a pretty good relationship, right?"

Tang Xiaoping raised an eyebrow and said, "Why is Wang Qiang on such good terms with Fang Ziye?"

"brother?"

Is Wang Qiang Fang Ziye's classmate? Are they classmates who grew up together? Are they good friends from the same department?

"Can Wang Qiang's own accumulated experience compare to Fang Ziye's?"

"To put it bluntly, although Wang Qiang's father is in charge of the animal testing center, how much scientific research output can he possibly have?"

"Does exchanging a few words and polite exchanges mean we have a good relationship?"

"Don't be so naive, okay? Be realistic. To put it bluntly, you're nothing but a piece of trash in front of Fang Ziye right now."

"He's too lazy to even crush you, yet you're talking about how arrogant other people are when you're negotiating partnerships?"

"Besides, if you, Zhan Zhongyuan, had the same experience and expertise as Professor Deng Haibo at your age, Fang Ziye might have approached you to collaborate."

Zhan Zhongyuan was silent for a while before saying, "Didn't Fang Ziye also start from nothing?"

"Having suffered hardships yourself, you're unwilling to give others a chance?"

"It's not like I'm asking him to give me anything; it's just a collaborative project."

Tang Xiaoping was stunned: "Zhan Zhongyuan, how come I never realized you were such an oddball?"

"No, aren't you older than Fang Ziye? Why didn't you go to the trauma surgery department a few years earlier to help him out?"

Why don't you go?

"You still don't know who Fang Ziye is, do you?"

"The existence of Fang Ziye in your previous worldview is the same as your existence in Professor Fang Ziye's current worldview."

"Damn it, stay away from me from now on, don't you dare get me killed," Tang Xiaoping warned.

Upon hearing this, Liu Faming quickly explained, "Brother Ping, Brother Ping, please calm down."

"That's just Zhan Zhongyuan's personality. If he didn't trust you, why would he say these things to your face?"

"The difference is that we just think this way, while he said what we thought, but he is not that kind of person."

Tang Xiaoping didn't really think Zhan Zhongyuan was an absolute oddball, but she was just feeling uncomfortable.

What kind of person is Zhan Zhongyuan? If he's really that bad, then Gu Junfeng from the Department of Gastrointestinal Surgery would have brought him to the new hospital as chief resident, which would be a real challenge for Gu Junfeng.

“That’s life!” Tang Xiaoping sighed silently without replying.

"Life is like climbing stairs; we mostly look forward and rarely look back."

"We only look back at those climbing when we're resting because we can't climb anymore. That's when we'll stop and grab a few people we like."

"Before collaborating with Professor Deng Haibo, Fang Ziye had already established his own connections within the specialized field, which formed his foundation."

"No one can learn to run before they've established themselves properly, and no one can run out of the circle before they've even established themselves properly inside."

Tang Xiaoping shook his head: "Opportunities are fleeting. We must seize them when they come, even if it means doing something a little despicable."

"But as long as we don't eat in an ugly way and our behavior is proper enough, we can have a clear conscience."

“Remember, you have no face left, so what face do you have?” Tang Xiaoping patted his cheek.

Liu Faming and Zhan Zhongyuan both looked rather grim.

Liu Faming, in particular, had very complicated feelings. He was the chief resident in the same cohort as Fang Ziye, but now the heights Fang Ziye had reached were vastly different from his own position.

Without a special opportunity, this chasm may never be crossed.

……

"Master, didn't you say you were coming a long time ago? I just messed it up for you." Hu Qingyuan said, noticing that the hot dry noodles in Fang Ziye's plate were a bit dry.

Fang Ziye was very satisfied that Hu Qingyuan had mastered the sect's teachings. He nodded and said, "I ran into a few acquaintances at the entrance, which delayed me a bit."

"Where are Feng Junfeng and Tian Yao?" Fang Ziye asked.

"My senior brothers have all gone to the office to check the test results," Hu Qingyuan replied.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye looked at the somewhat dazed Hu Qingyuan and said, "You shouldn't put too much pressure on them. Try to be a little more restrained when you're checking on them."

Medicine is a discipline that requires a certain level of memory, and Hu Qingyuan's photographic memory made everyone envious and jealous, including Fang Ziye.

Currently, in the entire orthopedics department, Fang Ziye has never heard of anyone who can truly have a photographic memory.

Apart from Hu Qingyuan.

Hu Qingyuan said calmly, "Master, memorizing knowledge is like picking it up, but applying it is like putting it into practice. Pressure is mutual."

"If you ask me to answer a question, I'm not very good at translating it into my own words."

"You've only been in clinical practice for a few days?" Fang Ziye asked.

Hu Qingyuan officially entered clinical practice in January; before that, he had only "interned" with Fang Ziye for a period of time.

Hu Qingyuan did not reply.

Fang Ziye suddenly thought of a question: "Hu Qingyuan, didn't you get accepted into Huashan Hospital for postgraduate studies? Why did you suddenly decide to stay in the hospital?"

“Master, I found you to be the most interesting person during my internship.”

“When I did my internship in other departments, the supervising teachers were mostly resident physicians and attending physicians, and they couldn’t even recite the texts completely,” Hu Qingyuan said bluntly.

“But Master, your theories at that time were somewhat beyond the scope of the textbook.”

"Later, I felt more and more that I had chosen the right teacher."

Fang Ziye readily accepted the answer: "I also feel that I made the right choice in selecting students."

“Your incision technique has improved, right? Today, your master will cover for you. You'll make the incision.” Fang Ziye waved his hand.

Upon hearing this, Hu Qingyuan blinked a few times and quickly began cleaning the bowl.

……

After the normal shift handover, Lan Tianluo stood out from the crowd, his hands behind his back, and said, "Yesterday, beds 9, 23, 49, and 51 in our group all had dosage errors in their medical orders."

"Why are you still so careless?"

"Are you managing too many beds and can't keep up with the demand?"

"Doctor's orders are very important. After you write the orders, especially the postoperative orders, you must check the dosage!"

"The attending physicians for these beds, please take note. I won't name names individually," Lan Tianlu said in a businesslike manner.

Upon hearing this, Brother Su Xiao lowered his head.

Because bed 8 was the bed he was in charge of, even though Fang Ziye told him not to manage the bed, he still took the initiative to ask for a bed to do something, just to show that it was fair.

However, Su Xiao hadn't been in clinical practice for too long, and since different companies had different drug dosages, he prescribed the wrong dosage.

After finishing his shift, Su Xiao apologized, "Ziye, I'm sorry, I'll definitely be more careful next time."

Fang Ziye said, "It's alright, Brother Xiao. The hospital director bears primary responsibility for poorly written medical orders. This is clearly due to inadequate admission education."

"Lan Tianluo, don't make that face. Did you give Teacher Su Xiao and Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing their introductory training?"

"No, right? You're still not meticulous enough."

“Although Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing is also from our hospital, the diseases he treated in our department were quite different from those in the current ward, and the types and dosages of drugs he used were also different.”

"What can we do if you don't explain it clearly?" Fang Ziye was lecturing Lan Tianluo, but not really lecturing her.

I just wanted to explain a principle to him: the chief resident must do his job well, no matter who comes to the department, as long as he is in charge of the ward.

Even if it's Professor Deng Yong, you still have to provide proper training.

Fang Ziye has been neglecting his bedside for a long time and is no longer clear about the dosage of some of the newly procured drugs.

"Yes!" Lan Tianluo lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

Su Xiao took the initiative to say, "Ziye, why are you criticizing Tianluo? This is my fault. You can't just ignore me and only bully the people you can bully."

"It's pointless to make veiled accusations."

"Come at me." Su Xiao wanted to use his experience to win over Lan Tianluo.

Lan Tianlu glared at Su Xiao: "Teacher Su Xiao, if you're still not very familiar with these medical orders and record systems next time, you might as well not manage any more beds!"

Su Xiao's face turned pale and then changed color. He hadn't expected that Fang Ziye would actually come with a knife pointed at him.

Li Nuo quickly changed the subject: "Let's go, let's go, we need to do rounds. After that, we have three more surgeries."

……

In the operating room, spotlights are focused on the patient's surgical field.

The dark yellow waterproof membrane gradually blended with the yellow skin after being disinfected with complexed iodine. Fang Ziye took the initiative to use tweezers to mark the arc of the incision for Hu Qingyuan.

Hu Qingyuan held a scalpel, using his left thumb and forefinger to stretch the skin and create tension, before making a precise cutting motion.

The knife enters vertically, moves diagonally, and exits vertically; the operation is skillful and executed in one smooth motion.

After making the first incision, Hu Qingyuan put down his scalpel and began to step aside.

Li Nuo, Su Xiao, and others squeezed into his previous spot, offering no praise, no guidance, and naturally no criticism.

It was so conventional and orderly that people didn't know what to say.

Fang Ziye didn't stand on ceremony; after taking the broadsword, he began to operate it.

"When learning the incision technique, you should first understand the purpose of learning the rules!"

"The skin will eventually be sutured, and the sutured skin will be shown to the patient and their family. The skin will eventually be joined together!"

"Therefore, when cutting through the surface of the skin, in addition to considering length and depth, we also need to consider aesthetics. Thus, the incision must be made vertically, both entering and exiting the cut vertically, to avoid incomplete cuts!"

"The tearing only occurred during the stitching process."

"But when it's done by cutting inside to expose the inside, there aren't as many fixed routines."

"Without a set formula, it's even harder to learn."

"In orthopedics, we generally do not recommend cutting directly into the muscle layer, except for a very few special surgeries, such as joint replacement surgery."

"So, when we expose the incision, we need to use these methods: one is blunt incision, and the other is sharp incision, for example, the fascia layer now..."

Just when everyone thought that Fang Ziye was giving Hu Qingyuan a private lesson, Lan Tianluo, who was sitting by the operating table, pondered for a while and then asked:
"Senior brother, if it's the intramuscular fascia layer, how should we treat it?"

Lan Tianluo's question instantly made Su Xiao and the others feel uneasy, wondering to themselves, what does this mean?
Could it be that Fang Ziye's words had a hidden meaning?

Why didn't I consider this question?

"What do you think?" Fang Ziye asked instead of answering.

"Should we just cut it open?" Lan Tianluo wasn't sure.

Fang Ziye nodded: "The anatomical structures that appear in the intramuscular fascia layer are mostly quite special; they are mostly muscle septa."

"If we encounter exposed intramuscular fascia in an emergency trauma case, and if it is for the purpose of preparing for functional reconstruction surgery, we should suture it up."

"If it's an elective surgery, then leave it alone!"

"If it's absolutely necessary to puncture it during the surgery, we'll break it open from the edge to make suturing easier..."

Fang Ziye casually pointed it out.

Lan Tianluo's skill level has almost reached the point of meticulousness. At this point, it is best to consider the overall situation of the surgery when performing each small operation, rather than just focusing on the objective.

Hu Qingyuan's current level is merely that of a novice; he doesn't need to consider so many things deliberately, so he can only expose the surface and cannot delve into the entire process for the time being. (End of Chapter)