top student at medical school

Fang Ziye's clinical research was no secret; in fact, it attracted the participation of most of the well-known orthopedic hospitals in China.

Similarly, Fang Ziye's process of writing and submitting articles after completing his clinical research was not a secret.

Fang Ziye is only one of the corresponding authors. All corresponding authors and even first authors will receive feedback from the editorial department via email.

The publication of a CAA article is enough to attract the attention and even cause a huge stir in the industry.

While still on the road, Fang Ziye received congratulatory text messages from his two masters—

Hu Qingyuan was driving, while Fang Ziye sat in the passenger seat, intently reading the encouraging message sent by Yuan Weihong.

The journal CA Cancer J Clin publishes very few articles: it publishes only about 30-50 papers per year, mainly global cancer statistics reports and authoritative reviews, with very few original studies.

Participation of Chinese scholars:
Independent authors: almost zero (because the content needs to represent global or large regional data).

International collaboration: Chinese scholars may participate as collaborators in global multicenter studies (such as epidemiological statistics).

In the 2023 Global Cancer Statistics report, the National Cancer Center of China (Academician He Jie's team) provided Chinese data, but the main body of the paper was led by the US team.

"Ziye, you're going to be awesome this time, truly and really awesome."

"Congratulations! After nearly a year of accumulation, you have finally shocked the academic world."

"This is the charm of academia. From now on, you are no longer just Professor Fang Ziye from Hubei Province. You are a scholar representing the Chinese oncology community, and you are also one of the world's leading oncology scholars."

Yuan Weihong's encouragement was substantial and included objective comparisons.

Compared to Yuan Weihong's words, Deng Yong's information seemed rather limited.

Because Deng Yong's involvement in this project was minimal, almost zero, the only name he could ultimately have listed was that of a second author.

But don't underestimate the value of CAA's second work!

Fang Ziye took a deep breath and typed a message: "Master, we should rejoice together."

"You are also one of the participants in the project."

Yuan Weihong is one of the co-authors.

For articles like CAA, multiple first authors can be listed.

Fang Ziye is the first author and corresponding author, Lan Tianluo and Nie Mingxian are co-corresponding authors, and Luo Tingzhu, Jie Han, Yuan Weihong, Liao Jia and others are co-first authors...

Of course, there are many other people who are listed as co-authors of such major articles, including the ward directors of bone tumor departments in large hospitals such as Zhongnan Hospital.

However, their joint work is relatively less prestigious, since the communication unit is mainly affiliated with Zhongnan Hospital.

"Haha, don't try to trick me. You, Lan Tianluo, and Jie Han are all my students. I can explain why you listed me as a corresponding author." Yuan Weihong sent a video directly, and his smiling face squeezed out of the screen.

The gaps between his teeth were even smaller than when Fang Ziye saw him yesterday.

Even if it's just as a co-authorship, being able to leave my name in a top journal like CAA makes my life worthwhile!

"Master, a few of us are planning to grab something to eat. Would you like to join us?"

"Tianluo can only be packed up," Fang Ziye invited.

"I won't be coming. I'll go have a few drinks with Xiao Jiehan by myself."

"Look, it's a pair of mandarin ducks and butterflies..."

In the video, Yuan Weihong was gesturing wildly, and he was probably walking downstairs in the main campus, so he was quickly recognized because of his smugness.

"Isn't this Director Yuan? What's making you so happy? Tell me so I can share in your joy!" A middle-aged man's voice, whose name and face were unclear, suddenly broke in.

"Oh, it's Professor Ning. It's nothing, just my student. Hey, he published a paper in CAA, let's go get him some barbecue to reward him." Yuan Weihong's expression lit up.

I was just feeling sleepy when someone brought me a pillow.

"You published an article? You deserve a treat. But eating barbecue is too low-class. You should at least go out for a nice meal."

Professor Ning instinctively replied, perhaps having missed Yuan Weihong by a couple of steps, before rushing over as if he had been castrated: "What did you just say?"

"CAA?"

Is it the one I'm thinking of?

The sharp sound pierced through the phone and reached Fang Ziye's ears; he could clearly hear that the other person's expression had completely changed.

In the medical field, a single JAMA paper can propel a team to new heights. If it's published in journals like Nature or Science, the hospital will likely give it special recognition, and the celebration might even be featured on the hospital's official website for a month.

Although CAA is a review article, it has a high impact factor. Using it to show off is practically unique in the entire country…

It could take up most of the space in Zhongnan Hospital, and even the First Clinical College and the Basic Medical College would be abuzz with excitement.

"Professor Ning, yes."

"You're right, eating barbecue is a bit low-class."

"Professor Ning, it's better to meet by chance than by appointment. Would you like to come along?" Yuan Weihong's jawbone was definitely dislocated from laughing; his upper and lower jaws just wouldn't close.

"What the hell? Director Yuan, you must be joking!" Professor Ning's tone was normal, yet somehow it also seemed off.

Yuan Weihong's smile faded slightly: "Professor Ning, how can you joke about this? It's already been accepted, and publication is just a matter of days."

"Of course, there are still some minor risks, but it should be available online before the end of the year. Oh, now that you mention it, I do remember, I need to get some US dollars to pay the page fees..."

"This time, we won't reimburse you."

Shrimp and pork heart!
Yuan Weihong's dish: Shrimp and Pig Heart.

Fang Ziye couldn't stand it anymore, and sure enough, Yuan Weihong immediately started jogging.

Professor Ning noticed Yuan Weihong running away and heard his loud curses coming from afar: "Be careful you don't laugh so hard you get a trigeminal neuralgia."

Professor Ning set aside his professorial pride and returned to his true nature as a native of Hubei Province.

"Dog basket" is the best adjective to describe Yuan Weihong.

……

"Pah! Trigeminal neuralgia? Even if he had a hundred spasms throughout his body, the editorial department wouldn't pay him any attention. At most, he'd just be one of the statistics, giving him a little sense of participation." Yuan Weihong started complaining after running out of the danger zone.

"Master, we should probably tone it down a bit." Fang Ziye was also happy, but said calmly.

Yuan Weihong puffed out his chest: "Restrain? On what grounds should we restrain ourselves?"

“It’s not like I asked him to bring it up. I was laughing here, and he insisted on asking. If I don’t tell the truth, wouldn’t I seem hypocritical?”

"Jie Han saw the message and it's already down, so I'll talk to you later."

"Ziye, treat your students to something nice. Don't be so stingy. Your master and their grandmaster will be reimbursed by me. Order whatever you want, up to 200,000!"

Yuan Weihong waved his hand and directly stated an extremely terrifying number.

After Yuan Weihong hung up the phone, the atmosphere in the car remained somewhat "silent"!
Fang Ziye replied to congratulatory messages from other professors who were also listed as co-authors, such as Professor Song Zengwu of the Department of Bone Diseases at Union Hospital of Central China, while also speaking to his students.

“My master isn’t exaggerating. If 200,000 or even 2 million could buy a CAA article, the CAA editorial office would be packed with people by now.”

"This kind of thing cannot be measured by money alone. The benefits it brings to our team cannot be measured by two hundred thousand or two million."

“Qingyuan, now your master can say this to you very naturally.”

"Come to me, and you'll be joining not only one of the best teams in the country, but one of the best teams in the world. Your talents will definitely not be wasted!" Fang Ziye said boldly, clearly pleased with himself.

no way!
There are many teams in China that publish in Science and Nature, but the number of teams that publish in CAA is extremely small, practically nonexistent.

This is the first time that Fang Ziye and Ma Jun's team have achieved this.

Was it that the previous team didn't want to publish? Was it that the other academicians couldn't afford the publication fees? Was it that the academicians didn't want to submit their papers?
neither.

Fang Ziye's blatant display of arrogance left the younger members speechless and their hearts pounding with anxiety.

Prior to this, Fang Ziye's published articles were already quite alarming, but there had been no groundbreaking "breakthrough" results yet.

That is, top medical journals like JAMA.

Although it's difficult to publish in these top journals, every top hospital has people who manage to get published there.

“Master, we have always been proud and honored to be your disciples, and we have never felt wronged here.”

"On the contrary, Tian Yao and I are the ones who are dragging the team down," Feng Junfeng said shrewdly at the right moment.

The achievements of Fang Ziye's team have nothing to do with them.

Fang Ziye replaced a group of students, and it was still a top-notch team. However, without Fang Ziye leading the team, without the team he assembled, they were just Teletubbies, with no fighting power whatsoever.

"Holding someone back?"

"No, no, no!" Fang Ziye shook his head.

"You are not holding us back. Each of you has your own task and your own contribution. Although your participation in this project is not high, it is still something!"

"There are only a few of us here now, and no outsiders. Master can speak frankly with you."

"After publishing this article, I no longer care which journal to publish subsequent articles in."

"Therefore, for our subsequent research projects, no matter where they are published, the main focus will be on quality, rather than the quality of the journal."

"What we need to do is to publish articles that can raise the overall impact factor of journals and magazines, and these articles must represent key breakthroughs!"

“Even bolder ideas can drive the progress of a discipline and break the existing research deadlock.”

"This is the path we should take next."

"Don't worry that you'll hold us back after you join, or that you'll feel pressured if you can't publish CAA papers later."

"No!~"

"If you're even bolder, you can even imagine what it would be like if we created our own journal, raised its impact factor to that of an SCI journal, a Q1 journal, or a journal with an impact factor in the 20s or 40s..."

"But do you think this is the end?"

"No!" Fang Ziye shook his head again, his tone crisp and decisive, like a machine gun.

"We can also make our research group the source of orthopedic guidelines in the future. Most of the new orthopedic disease treatment guidelines are based on our treatment plans by other teams, other countries, and even the WTO."

"This is what we can do."

“There are many things you can do. You can find your place in any position on my team, from top to bottom.”

Fang Ziye finally let out a long sigh of relief: "Your master didn't drink today, but he was still a little drunk!"

That's why I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart to you about things that can only be said behind closed doors, things that can't be shared with outsiders.

"Although your master is shameless enough, he doesn't want to be put on a moral or any other pedestal and roasted like a fire."

"Let's do it first, and then announce what we're doing and what we're going to do to the outside world..."

"And before that, your master had already provided you with platforms where you could stay at each stage."

"This prototype has already been completed."

"We're desperately short-staffed!"

"So, to put it in a cheesy way, you're not a burden, you're all my darlings."

"Be bolder. What you need to think about is not graduation or finding a job, but how to integrate into this team and find your own place."

"Two main categories: clinical and research. Management is also an option."

"I'm desperately short of people. I've given so many good things to the other professors!" Fang Ziye continued to subtly show off.

In fact, she was also expressing her true feelings.

Before you have any savings or assets of your own, you can only exchange some benefits for some savings or assets.

Otherwise, Hu Qingyuan would just go to some academician's team and say, "I'm going to be amazing in the future, give me your spot..."

Isn't this nonsense?

Fang Ziye from back then is now Hu Qingyuan; there is no difference between them.

However, the Fangziye of today is not the same as the Fangziye of the past.

After this, he no longer needed to be responsible for anyone, nor did he need to pledge allegiance to anyone. He could use his accumulated knowledge and achievements to persuade most people.

If you don't agree, then beat them into submission!

In the scientific research community, absolute strength and results ultimately speak for themselves.

It's always been like this.

Soon, the group drove to a fairly authentic Sichuan restaurant.

Hu Qingyuan offered to open a bottle of wine.

Then, feeling it wasn't enough, they opened another bottle.

Fang Ziye isn't on the third shift today, so he can relax and have a drink.

However, to prevent Fang Ziye from getting carried away, he still asked in advance, "Master, you've already told Professor Zeng, right? He won't call you today, will he?"

Fang Ziye nodded: "Don't worry, Professor Zeng Duoqin is a professor and a chief physician. If he can't save an emergency patient, then it's just a matter of life and death."

"I can't stay at the hospital 007 all the time; I need to rest."

Fang Ziye's skills are impressive, but you can't expect him to handle the rescue of all emergency patients by himself.
Is Fang Ziye even alive now?
"Master!"

"The food hasn't arrived yet, let's drink less first," Feng Junfeng suggested, handing the wine distributor to Fang Ziye.

"Today, everyone must not get drunk. You can speak freely and say whatever you want to say."

"After today, everything will be the same tomorrow. You'll still have to take care of the patients, you'll still get scolded, you'll still ask for advice, and you'll still have to study..." Fang Ziye said.

This made the atmosphere in the private room exceptionally comfortable.

This isn't drinking alcohol, it's appreciating wine.

It's not just the food that goes well with drinks.

For Hu Qingyuan and others, besides Fang Ziye's achievements, the future was also something to talk about while drinking.

For Fang Ziye, besides the joy of publishing articles, the only things he could enjoy with his drinks were these students.

From now on, Fang Ziye will be fully responsible for them.

Even though they are still very inexperienced, they will grow. Growth takes time, and Fang Ziye needs to earn that time for them...

There is no such thing as instant success. Fang Ziye couldn't do it, and neither could Hu Qingyuan. Very few people can truly achieve instant success.

...Fang Ziye did not go home, but called a designated driver to take him and Hu Qingyuan to the hospital. After washing up briefly in the doctor's lounge, Fang Ziye went into the director's office.

Fang Ziye plans to settle the score here tonight.

Fang Ziye knew very well that the more complacent one was, the more cautious one had to be.

After drinking alcohol, there is a metabolic process. Even if you are not drunk, the alcohol will be metabolized after a few hours.

To avoid making mistakes at this time, Fang Ziye simply stayed at the hospital, so that if anything happened in the middle of the night, he could still take care of things.

Happy as you may be, celebrating as you may be, work still needs to be done.

As the director, I am in charge of this ward, so I have to take responsibility for it, even if Fang Ziye can comfortably go home to rest.

However, Fang Ziye still chose to stay in the director's office.

After the video started playing, Luo Tingzhu's beautiful face appeared on the other side of the screen.

She also ordered a milk tea and continued celebrating with some snacks.

Currently, Luo Tingzhu has no friends or acquaintances in Enshi, so she can only entertain herself.

"Senior brother, I asked my relative to send over some local specialties from our hometown. Although some of them overlap with the specialties from Enshi, some are still different!"

"I plan to bring some to my parents to try."

"Also, senior brother, I've contacted a wedding planning company. I'm planning to book a package for 158,000 yuan. It's a bit expensive, but I can afford it myself. What do you think?"

Their wedding date is approaching. Although they haven't gotten their marriage certificate yet, Luo Tingzhu has already changed her address to Luo Tingzhu.

Recently, Luo Tingzhu has temporarily suspended her research project and is now preparing for her wedding!

This includes wedding photos taken in Seoul during the year-end holidays, wedding venue decorations, and more.

Currently, the couple has a fairly ample budget and doesn't plan on a big wedding, but they still intend to spend around 150,000 yuan on the wedding venue decorations to "have some fun"...

That's a lot.

Wedding decorations are fleeting and a complete waste of money.

After assessing her own financial situation, Ke Luo Tingzhu chose a relatively luxurious wedding plan.

"Tingzhu, what I mean is, let's keep it a little simple."

"Many teachers will be attending the wedding, so it wouldn't be good if it were too extravagant..." Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu understood Fang Ziye's meaning and said, "Senior brother, you've underestimated the money-burning power of weddings. A venue costing 150,000 isn't as luxurious as you think."

"It's not considered outrageous."

"Senior brother, I'm not being extravagant, I just feel that leaving a memory is within our capabilities."

Fang Ziye thought about it seriously and said, "Then let's settle on this. When you return to Han City, we'll go and confirm the style together."

"Actually, being too shabby would be pretentious. Anyway, our money comes from honest means, so there's no need to hide anything too much."

"It's just a house; I haven't bought one yet," Fang Ziye said.

"I have some, senior brother, it's not like you can't afford it."

"Senior brother, I think you need to order a few more outfits, not wedding attire, but more appropriate clothes for more important occasions."

"And another thing..." Luo Tingzhu had unknowingly transformed into a somewhat virtuous little wife, starting to make arrangements for Fang Ziye.

Actually, it's not that Luo Tingzhu doesn't know how; she's just too busy. She also has her own "scientific research dreams" and "professional dreams," so she definitely can't spare that much time to dress up Fang Ziye.

"Yes, thank you, Tingzhu." Fang Ziye nodded, his gaze becoming even gentler.

"Hehe, we'll be able to see each other again in a few days, and that will be Chinese New Year... We've agreed to take Mom and Dad to Hunan Province to set off fireworks and then rush back..." Luo Tingzhu was already looking forward to the Chinese New Year.

"Are you sure you don't want to go back with Tianluo?" Fang Ziye asked.

"I can go back with you when I have time."

Luo Tingzhu shook her head: "Tianluo can go back alone. I'll go see my parents by myself after the New Year."

"They're almost married, so I should at least go and visit them."

“Yes…” Fang Ziye was happy that Luo Tingzhu could resolve her inner conflict, but he didn’t really want her to resolve it in this way.

However, the current result is quite good.

There are too many helpless situations in the world. On the road to progress and prosperity of China, there are always people who bear the burden for it.

Even now, despite the apparent safety and harmony, there are still people endorsing it all, standing behind every aspect of every industry in China.

Fang Ziye added, "Tingzhu, I'm so happy that we can start to stand behind her and quietly contribute to making her even more beautiful."

"I still think that our country is very, very good, very beautiful."

"..."

Silent all night.

The next day.

The matter of Fang Ziye's article being accepted has still escalated.

Although the news didn't spread throughout the entire hospital, several leading figures in orthopedics, including Professor Gong Jiahe, Professor Du Xinzhan, Professor Deng Yong, and Liu Huanglong, all rushed to the new hospital campus to congratulate Fang Ziye.

The congratulatory ceremony was naturally not a grand affair.

However, after the doctor's office door closed, Professor Deng Yong and Professor Gong Jiahe personally announced the good news, and the applause in the office lasted for more than five minutes.

This achievement is extremely important.

Although it is still far from the Nobel Prize, the highest honor in the medical field, Fang Ziye's current breakthrough is no less than a Nobel Prize for Zhongnan Hospital!

Because Zhongnan Hospital has produced outstanding young scientists, Changjiang Scholars, and academician nominees...

Aside from lacking academicians, it has never published a top-tier journal like CAA.

Moreover, Fang Ziye published his clinical research in CAA, so there's no question about the quality of the journal and the article!

"Thank you all for coming all this way to give me your blessings, but this is definitely a joyous occasion for our orthopedics department and even the entire surgery department. It's not something I did alone."

"Among them, Professor Liu Huanglong, Professor Du Yingshan, Professor Hu Pingdong, and my mentors all have been kind to me in guiding and mentoring me."

"A single thread cannot make a line, and a lone tree cannot make a forest. I am just lucky to have received the support of so many teachers and to have been awarded this honor as a representative."

"So we should keep trying. I believe that once you've done it the first time, it won't be difficult to do it again," Fang Ziye joked at the right moment.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Weihong immediately nodded in agreement.

Those who can enter the office are all adults; it's impossible for them not to understand your inner thoughts.

But what time is it today? Is it appropriate to say such things?

Fang Ziye added, "This is not the end, nor the final moment, but only the beginning."

"There are still many areas where the treatment of bone tumors can be improved."

"It's not just bone tumors, nor is it just our trauma surgery. Every branch of our orthopedics has its own path of advancement. Every path, as long as you can move forward, can lead to a major breakthrough."

"Therefore, I hope that all of us teachers can cooperate and share our resources in the future, striving to produce even more honors..."

"Finally, on behalf of our new campus, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to all the teachers for coming!"

Fang Ziye elevated the content of his speech slightly.

This kind of talk is rather official, and nobody really likes to hear it, but Fang Ziye, as the director of the new campus, has to say it this way.

Professor Gong said, "Professor Fang, celebrations are fine, but you have to treat us to a meal. When are you going to do that?"

"Such a good thing, we can't not treat everyone, right?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye immediately frowned: "Professor Gong, you don't know, but in our orthopedics department, I've been the one treating people the most times in recent years."

"I basically put all my salary into it."

After pleading poverty, Fang Ziye gritted his teeth and said, "Of course, no matter what, I still have to treat everyone!"

"This weekend, all the teachers should come together..."

After the orthopedic department's internal celebration ended, Fang Ziye did not become complacent. Instead, he calmly closed his eyes, digesting the previous excitement and joy, before addressing his team:

"Go do your rounds, then proceed with the surgery."

"After today's surgery, I still have to go to the animal lab!~"

Fang Ziye's words were in stark contrast to the atmosphere of the previous celebrations.

This stark contrast made Li Nuo's eyelids almost roll back: "Ziye, can we not take this trend to such an extreme?"

"You're already like this, and you still want to roll it up?"

I rely on.

Li Nuo was convinced!

Fang Ziye, can't you just shut up for a second?

"I checked the operating room. Today's two surgeries are relatively simple: one is a total femoral reconstruction, and the other is a limb-sparing surgery." With that order, Fang Ziye led the team to set off.

Hu Qingyuan added from the side, "Master, Professor Wang Zongkai has another surgery today that requires your attention."

"It's a nerve transplant!"

Fang Ziye remembered, of course, and nodded: "Professor Wang has already sent me the schedule."

"Neuron transplantation is a relatively advanced procedure in hand surgery. If Professor Wang can pull it off, his skills will be on par with those of a seasoned hand surgeon."

"However, nerve transplantation is much more difficult to perform than nerve suturing, and it is also an important component of functional reconstruction surgery..."

“Lan Tianluo, if you want to take your functional reconstruction technique to the next level, you can move in this direction.”

After hearing this, Lan Tianluo tugged at his earlobe and said with a wry smile, "Senior brother, we can't rely on you."

"If I lean any closer, I'll collapse! I'm so busy every day I barely have time to breathe..."

Fang Ziye understood Lan Tianluo: "There's nothing I can do. When you were the chief resident, things were different from when I was. Back then, I had a candidate."

"But you want it all by yourself."

"Forget it, during your tenure as chief resident, don't think about doing anything new. Just stick to your post and participate in research projects occasionally."

"Have the surgery and consultation consent forms for patient 3 been completed?" Fang Ziye asked Hu Qingyuan again.

The patient in bed 3 is the teacher's wife's father, and the surgery was scheduled for today, so Fang Ziye dared not be careless.

"Don't worry, Master."

"Except for not knowing how to perform the surgery, everything else is prepared," Hu Qingyuan said.

……

After checking on beds 1-6, Fang Ziye remained calm.

However, once they arrived at room 7-9, Fang Ziye and the others suppressed their smiles.

Even though CAA published the report, it couldn't erase the fact that Fang Ziye's surgery was canceled on Monday.

Everyone felt somewhat guilty when facing the patient in bed 9.

However, the patient in bed 9 was relatively optimistic: "Professor Fang, can I be discharged first? Do I need to make a new appointment after the holiday?"

"If I have to reschedule, I won't leave the hospital."

"Otherwise, it won't be easy to see Professor Fang!"

Fang Ziye said, "Uncle, don't worry. Your case is special, so we'll make an exception. You can be discharged first, and after the holiday, you'll definitely be the first one to be admitted to the hospital."

"Your treatment isn't over yet, so you can't just stop it."

"After the holiday, you'll be our department's first surgery. I hope that by then, we can expect an even better outcome..."

"I believe you, Professor Fang."

"I've always believed in you, even if you're the only one I can believe in." The old man's gaze was sincere.

The helplessness and trust conveyed in those words completely washed away the lingering euphoria Fang Ziye had experienced earlier.

Treating new diseases requires not only the dedication of doctors, but also the courage of patients to be the first test subjects.

Therefore, it's not just that doctors treat patients with a certain type of disease, but that they are constantly striving to save themselves.

After completing his rounds, as Fang Ziye led the team into the operating room, he said, "This patient's surgery must be done well."

"I drove there myself to beg Liao Jia after my surgery this afternoon!"

"Let him help rebuild his condition on animals."

"Even if we have to beg, we have to beg him to come!" Fang Ziye said firmly.

Lan Tianluo didn't stay up late last night, and there were no emergency surgeries scheduled, so he was in the same line as me in the operating room.

He remained silent, looking at Fang Ziye.

It felt like we were back to the old days. Fang Ziye had always been the kind of person who would do anything to get things done.

Of course, Fang Ziye's willingness to pay any price did not include conspiracies or betrayals of his own integrity.

But what about things other than personality?

Fang Ziye never cared about dignity or being subservient.

This could be another powerful tool in Fang Ziye's growth process.

Joy and sorrow belong only to the individual!

For Yu Lantianluo, he could enjoy the joy of ascension without any psychological turmoil.

Fang Ziye, however, had to stop.

Because Fang Ziye is Director Fang.

"..." (End of this chapter)