top student at medical school

The so-called reversal of active control commands refers to the patient actively changing the command of action.

For example, after phrenic nerve and upper limb nerve transposition surgery, when patients experience a feeling of fullness, they may involuntarily contract the corresponding nerves that control the transposition, such as flexing or extending their fingers...

Patients who have undergone nerve transposition surgery can perform flexion and extension movements by consciously hiccuping and contracting their hand muscles, based on their own experience.

Fang Ziye's original intention was to use this nerve transposition technique to modify the course of other nerves, allowing patients to complete the defecation function through alternative commands!

Such a surgery is unprecedented.

At least in the area of ​​urinary function reconstruction, there are currently no corresponding surgical cases in the medical community!
Fang Ziye spent several months calculating on his own before coming up with this alternative solution.

That's why Fang Ziye admitted that paraplegic patient to the ward at the beginning of last month, hoping to use the surgery to rebuild his urinary function...

However, just halfway through the surgery, Fang Ziye's thinking suddenly became clear in another direction...

If a transposition is performed, the nerve loses its original connection.

There is no chance to turn back; it's like overdrawing all the possibility of healing in order to get an alternative solution.

No substitute can compare to the original, naturally grown product given by one's parents!
"My plan is to first reconstruct the sensory functions of the alien body. If it proves effective, then I will combine the reconstruction of sensory and motor functions!" Fang Ziye said to everyone.

"That's good. Breakthroughs aren't about breaking through randomly; it's about taking it one step at a time, there's no rush."

"We've come this far, so even if it's slow, it's not slow anymore." Wang Xinghuan's tone was exceptionally excited!
All beginnings are hard!

Before Fang Ziye even started, so many professors from the surgical and internal medicine departments of Wuhan University and Zhongnan Hospital were willing to come and help him make a name for himself. How much more so now?

Professors at other hospitals might ignore Fang Ziye's "wild thoughts," but Zhongnan Hospital would not, even if Fang Ziye's ideas were just wishful thinking.

In the early stages, Fang Ziye also demonstrated the ability to "eat swan meat like a toad".

Therefore, even if Fang Ziye is "making a fuss," his workplace will provide some support based on the actual situation.

Initially, it was Professor Wang Ou from the spinal surgery department, because Fang Ziye didn't call anyone else at that time...

Scholarship has no nationality or regional affiliation!
But scientists not only have nationality, but also regional affiliation, and even identity affiliation, institution affiliation...

After Wang Xinghuan finished speaking, he asked Zhang Ziqian from the Department of Urology, "Zhang Ziqian, do you know which unit or company this animal laboratory is affiliated with?"

Zhang Ziqian understood what Wang Xinghuan meant; he was worried that the level and scale of this animal testing center were not sufficient!
They were worried that it would affect or be unable to support Fang Ziye's current research project, and this animal testing center was the closest animal testing center to the new hospital area.

The current scale is insufficient, but it can be increased.

Moreover, as long as Zhongnan Hospital is willing to endorse it, generally speaking, the unit or company where the employee works is willing to cooperate deeply with a top teaching hospital!

"Dean Wang, I'll make the contact tomorrow." Zhang Ziqian was able to read the room.

Zhang Ziqian didn't know. Zhang Ziqian wasn't an idle person. How could he possibly know the background of just any animal testing center?

If Zhang Ziqian did this kind of thing every day, he wouldn't have become Dean Wang Xinghuan's most beloved confidant in the clinic.

Professor Wang Ou of the Department of Spinal Surgery said, "Dean Wang, when we talk, you can mention that our spinal surgery research group can cooperate more with their company in the future."

"If the conditions aren't enough, we'll raise the bar. I'll persuade Director Zhang."

Businessmen make huge profits.

As long as it's profitable and there's sufficient performance.

Let alone expanding the animal testing center, we could build another one!

Fang Ziye did not reply; he and Liao Jia had already turned and gone to the adjacent control room...

Fang Ziye understood the implication in Dean Wang Xinghuan's words, but he didn't stand on ceremony.

In fact, what Dean Wang Xinghuan wanted to do, Fang Ziye also wanted to do; it's just that the scale represented by Fang Ziye acting alone versus the hospital acting alone is completely different.

With a more convenient way available, Fang Ziye was no longer willing to rely on personal connections.

The current focus is on carefully refining the subsequent operations.

The difficulty of spinal cord puncture is such that even Fang Ziye, who possesses a level 6 puncture skill, must proceed with extreme caution, daring not to make the slightest mistake.

The dangers of spinal cord puncture are so great that even the slightest mistake can lead to disastrous consequences.

Currently, this area is uninhabited.

No one has ever mentioned a true spinal cord puncture. Even the nerve stimulation that has been mentioned in clinical practice only stimulates the corresponding nerve root; no one would be crazy enough to think of inserting an electrical needle directly into the patient's spinal cord!
It's not that no one has ever cut open the spinal cord for surgery, but it's only done as a last resort, and even then, there are many potential complications...

Therefore, Fang Ziye's actions were something that could be theoretically understood and imagined, but it was really impossible to know how to actually accomplish them.

An error in perspective, approach, idea, or depth—any slight difference can cause the entire surgery to become 'strange'!
No one can replace Fang Ziye's role, so everyone else can only follow Fang Ziye. Only two people need to stay in this control room.

After entering the operating room and anesthetizing the rabbit model, Liao Jia said, "Professor Fang, although we are simulating the patient's lesions, we cannot replicate them 100%. There is an error of about 5% to 10% between different rabbits."

"Therefore, this rabbit's behavior after being manipulated is quite different from the first one."

Liao Jia's tone conveyed a genuine explanation and apology.

In fact, these words have already drawn a lot of attention!

None of them knew Liao Jia, after all, Liao Jia was just an associate professor who had previously worked in Kyoto and did not participate in clinical practice.

But Liao Jia's words were enough for them to realize his true strength.

The ability to replicate the disease condition of clinical patients into animal models with over 90% accuracy is an incredible feat.

“Professor Liao, there’s no such thing as 100% certainty. As long as it’s one type, that’s fine. If you’re tired, you can take a rest first…” Fang Ziye felt a little more relaxed in front of Liao Jia.

Liao Jia quickly shook her head: "Not tired!"

Are you kidding me? You wouldn't be tired at a time like this?

What time is it?
It wasn't even 5 p.m.

Fang Ziye began to expose himself along with Professor Wang Ou...

Wang Xinghuan circled the small operating table for a short while before asking in a low voice, "Professor Liao, which organization do you work for now?"

"It shouldn't be in our hospital, right?"

Wang Xinghuan carefully recalled that he had never heard of a similar name before, and if Liao Jia had such abilities, he would have been famous in the hospital and even in Hubei Province long ago.

I wonder how many professors will be begging Liao Jia to collaborate on research projects with them.

"Currently in a sanatorium," Liao Jia replied calmly, head down.

Wang Xinghuan and the other professors immediately gave up after hearing this.

Top talent is needed everywhere.

The better the organization, the more high-quality talent it can attract. Exceptionally talented individuals may be overlooked for a while, but they will never be overlooked forever.

It's only natural that someone like Liao Jia would be taken in by a sanatorium.

Wang Xinghuan knew he couldn't outmaneuver them by poaching people from there.

So I stopped mentioning it...

The operational trials continued, the fifth one, the sixth one...

Before 8 p.m., Fang Ziye and Wang Ou finally completed the electrical stimulation pathway for the eighth rabbit.

After completing the surgery, Fang Ziye and his colleagues did not leave the animal laboratory directly, but instead thought of "simply" collecting the data from the rabbits they had previously processed.

Unfortunately, the electrical stimulation lasted only a short time, and there was no particularly encouraging data feedback.

After walking around for a while, Wang Xinghuan said, "We've come this far, and this kind of operation can't be expected to yield results in a short time."

"Many things need to be tested slowly, such as duration and intensity of stimulation..."

"Go back and rest first, come back tomorrow. It's not a long holiday, but it's still a holiday..."

As professors, and most of them are ward directors, they naturally have research groups. Even if they don't send people from their own groups to stand guard, they can directly contact the company and ask the company to send some "laborers" to stand guard.

Paying money allows one to escape the most basic form of work that involves simply enduring long hours.

Fang Ziye thought for a moment, then followed the others and left the animal testing center...

As we got off the elevator, Professor Zhang Jianjun from the Department of Neurology said, "Professor Liao, is it convenient for us to grab a late-night snack together?"

Zhang Jianjun fired the first shot in the cooperation.

Liao Jia shook his head and declined: "I'm sorry, Professor Zhang, I came here at Professor Fang's invitation. I don't usually have any free time. The research tasks at the sanatorium are very heavy."

"If I don't complete my work tasks, I'll be kicked out and have nowhere to go."

Zhang Jianjun and the others really wanted to say, "It's good that you've been kicked out, we'll take you in, take you indefinitely..."

But this affects other people's future, so no one dares to say such things.

Wang Xinghuan took the initiative to say, "Professor Fang, it's getting late. How did Professor Liao get here? You should personally see such a partner off."

Fang Ziye nodded and replied, "I'm here to take Brother Liao home!"

"Dean Wang, professors, thank you for your hard work..."

The elevator doors opened quickly, and Fang Ziye bowed to everyone before leaving with Liao Jia without further formalities.

A group of people remained outside the elevator, looking at Fang Ziye and Liao Jia with strange and greedy eyes.

"It's so good to be young." After Fang Ziye and his companion disappeared from everyone's sight, Wang Xinghuan remarked with a sigh.

In fact, Wang Xinghuan's current achievements are already one in a hundred thousand, but Wang Xinghuan knows that his current achievements are slightly inferior to Fang Ziye's.

Moreover, Fang Ziye is still young.

The reason I didn't meet a formidable partner like Liao Jia back then was because I wasn't good enough...

The mutual appreciation among talented individuals has a siphon effect.

It's not just about fate; you also need to consider your own true abilities.

"Dean Wang, why didn't you just mention suggesting that Professor Liao consider our institution?"

“The jobs at those sanatoriums are all on a rotating schedule. What if?” Zhang Jianjun hinted.

Wang Xinghuan sighed and said, "Professor Zhang, put your hand on your heart and tell me."

"Whether it's a cyclical rotation system or an evaluation system, whose constraints are they?"

"Only ordinary people are locked into frameworks."

"Professor Liao's abilities are beyond the ordinary. If the sanatorium can't even understand this, what's the point of it running a research unit?"

"Besides, Professor Liao is an individual. If he doesn't come to our Zhongnan Hospital, he can go to Tongji Hospital or Union Hospital."

Upon hearing this, Professor Gong Jiahe of the Orthopedics Department smiled gently and said, "Professor Zhang, you don't need to worry too much about Professor Liao's matter."

"If Professor Liao really wanted to leave the sanatorium and come to the teaching hospital, our orthopedics department would have already taken over all his time."

Zhang Jianjun, a neurologist, glanced at Gong Jiahe and said, "Professor Gong, aren't you being a bit too arrogant?"

Gong Jiahe patted his chest knowingly: "Professor Zhang, have you forgotten that Fang Ziye is from our orthopedics department?"

Zhang Jianjun's mouth started moving, and although there was no sound, anyone with eyes could see that he was hurling incredibly foul curses!
Gong Jiahe doesn't care. He is now the head of the Department of Surgery and is capable of this position, so he has to be responsible for it!

As for Deng Yong, he remained silent on this occasion.

He's also slowly building up his reputation; he can't keep firing shots all the time.

If a person is always firing shots, then there is definitely something wrong with their character. The power of a cannon lies in holding back its fire! Only then can it make others wary!
……

Seeing that Fang Ziye's expression wasn't very happy, Liao Jia patted Fang Ziye on the shoulder: "On the first day of the first experiment, there was a one in eight chance of success. What are you worried about?"

"Ziye, are you trying to defy the heavens?"

Fang Ziye shook his head: "I'm not worried about the experiment failing. I'm worried that, given this probability, I won't be able to explain it to that patient."

"after all?"

"Forget it, I've already let you down once, I'm not afraid of doing it a second time!"

Upon hearing this, Liao Jia took a deep breath and fell silent.

Clearly, Fang Ziye still has to go through a painful phase, which is to "sacrifice" a few patients as "guinea pigs," as "victims" for Fang Ziye's growth and skill development!
This won't kill them, but it will make their attempt fruitless.

But this is an inevitable process that every clinical research project must go through.

The more challenging the clinical trial, the higher the failure rate, and the greater the cost in terms of the number of patients required.

Without the initial ineffectiveness, there can be no subsequent effectiveness.

As for why it had to be this patient and not another, there aren't that many absolute laws of cause and effect in the world.

“I have no clinical experience, so I can’t understand how you feel, but I do know that the future is promising.”

"How can one find a way to have it all, to be true to both Buddha and love?"

"Ziye, it's all fate," Liao Jia said with emotion.

Fang Ziye always has to take the first step, and he always has to have the first clinical patient to become a part of his clinical surgical journey.

No matter how thorough the preparations are beforehand, there is still no 100% chance of success in the face of such an unknown situation; in fact, there may not even be a 60% chance.

"Do you want me to take you home, Brother Liao?" Fang Ziye changed the heavy topic.

"No need for that, I can take a taxi back myself," Liao Jia said.

Liao Jia's car was no longer in Wuhan. He had traveled directly from Shanghai to Wuhan, and only made a temporary trip to Wuhan.

Therefore, Liao Jia currently does not own a car in Wuhan.

"Then I really won't see you off. There's a long road ahead, and I won't be polite this first time," Fang Ziye said.

"Of course! I'll definitely buy a car next time." Liao Jia nodded in confirmation.

Although no 4S stores are open right now, you can still hail a taxi.

At Luo Tingzhu's home, Fang Nan and Liang Xia were frying crispy pork, while Luo Tingzhu was secretly eating some of it while packing the pork.

Fang Ziye said, "My parents saw it and are secretly laughing at you."

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingzhu looked around furtively, then turned forty-five degrees and hid her mouth.

In the kitchen, Fang Nan and Liang Xia asked, "Xiao Yezi, have you eaten yet?"

"If you haven't eaten, there are leftovers at home. I'll heat them up for you."

"I've already eaten, Mom." Fang Ziye walked into the kitchen, picked up a piece of crispy pork with his hand, and put it in his mouth.

The crispy pork, though not hot to the touch on the outside, was still very hot inside, and Fang Ziye immediately started breathing on it.

"Take a few more and send them to Xiao Luo too. She probably didn't eat enough dinner tonight..." Liang Xia said in a low voice.

Fang Ziye said in a low voice, "Tingzhu is just a glutton, don't laugh at her."

“How could that be? Being able to eat is a blessing.” Liang Xia’s expression was very serious.

In the eyes of the elderly couple, being able to eat is a blessing! Both Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu hope to see the two of them eat more.

Luo Tingzhu finally managed to secretly wipe her mouth clean.

Seeing Fang Ziye bring over an even hotter plate of crispy pork, her pretty face flushed slightly, but she asked without showing any emotion, "Senior brother, how did today's experiment go?"

Luo Tingzhu began to change the subject.

Because Fang Ziye's research project was clearly much more important than her affair.

"It has an effect, but it's not very obvious. I don't know if it's because the location is wrong, the amount of stimulation is insufficient, or the stimulation frequency is wrong, or it's a theoretical problem." Fang Ziye shook his head slightly.

Then Fang Ziye explained the specific amount of data to Luo Tingzhu.

"That's good too. The first batch had a one in eight success rate, which is twelve percent even for small samples. A conservative estimate is at least ten percent success."

"It can be optimized later!" Luo Tingzhu definitely understands scientific research and knows that animal experiment projects require continuous trial and error and optimization.

"We'll see. Actually, I think if the duration is long enough, it should be able to reach over 40%..." Fang Ziye told Luo Tingzhu, expressing his expectations.

This statement is not random; it is an empirical analysis by Fang Ziye based on his theoretical understanding and combined with basic anatomical structures.

Without specific data to arrive at a precise answer, we can only provide an empirical, predictive analysis.

"That's a good thing, senior brother."

"I'll have another one. The crispy pork that Auntie fried is much better than the one you brought. This crispy pork should be eaten while it's hot."

"I'm not dieting today." Luo Tingzhu's right hand was already inside the bowl.

"Eat up, eat up. You're not fat to begin with; you're the one who insists on dieting..."

Fang Ziye asked, "Where did you go today? Are you tired from taking my parents out?"

Luo Tingzhu puffed out her cheeks, clenched her teeth, rolled her eyes around, swallowed, and said, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

“Of course it’s the truth,” Fang Ziye said.

"My uncle and aunt are actually very good-tempered. Apart from being a little old-fashioned, they are easy to get along with."

"But they are very stingy when it comes to spending money."

"I can't bear to buy a four-yuan bottle of mineral water, and I can't bear to eat the food at the zoo either..." Luo Tingzhu said truthfully.

"What else? Did my mother give you any advice? Like, how to be frugal and save money?" Fang Ziye pressed.

The consumption views of young people and the older generation are completely different.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu's income is completely different from that of the elderly couple. They live within their means. Fang Ziye is afraid that his mother will start lecturing him if she gets too carried away with her fun.

Luo Tingzhu shook her head: "That aunt doesn't have one."

"Auntie just told me to manage your money! She only gives you fifty yuan a day for pocket money. She said that since you don't smoke or drink, fifty yuan a day is enough!" Luo Tingzhu laughed.

This is so Liang Xia.

Fang Ziye said, "Then what do you say? Do you want me to hand over all my bank cards to you?"

Luo Tingzhu shook her head: "I told Auntie that you are now the ward director, a leader, a teacher, and a professor."

"What if I have to treat students and leaders to dinner? What if they get drunk and have to pay the bill?"

"The auntie said, 'The fifty will be calculated separately, but you should keep a thousand in your bank card!'"

"That's enough."

“Actually, it’s enough,” Fang Ziye nodded in response.

Luo Tingzhu laughed and said, "I can't be bothered with all that. I can't even manage my own salary, and I don't know how to manage money."

"If it's just for storage, it's the same whether I store it with you or with me."

"Senior, let's not talk about that anymore. Tell me quickly about the progress of your project. What functional reconstructions have been done on the model so far?"

"This might be quite useful for our anesthesiology department!" After asking the crucial question, Luo Tingzhu put the last bite of crispy pork into her mouth.

The crispy and spicy flavor bursts in your mouth, leaving you wanting more.

Fang Ziye then told him everything truthfully.

It was 3:40 a.m. on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year.

Fang Ziye's phone rang, waking him and Luo Tingzhu. Fang Ziye turned around and immediately answered, "Hello, this is Fang Ziye."

Fang Ziye thought it was an emergency room in the new ward.

"Professor Fang, this is from the Animal Experimentation Center. We just observed unusual data in two rabbits!"

"But we can't break it down, and this data can't go back too far in time."

"So, in order not to delay Professor Fang's research, we have no choice but to report the truth." A cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone.

Fang Ziye's eyes lit up: "Really? I'm coming right away."

“Really, Professor Fang!” the other party replied.

Fang Ziye immediately got out of bed, put on his slippers, and was about to go out.

Luo Tingzhu, still in her pajamas, helped Fang Ziye find a down jacket and sweater: "Senior brother, don't get cold."

"Tingzhu, you continue to rest, I have to go and take a look."

"just."

Luo Tingzhu interrupted hesitantly, "I heard everything. If it weren't for Uncle and Aunt, I definitely would have gone with you!"

Luo Tingzhu was actually in more pain than Fang Ziye at this moment.

Fang Ziye knew that Luo Tingzhu was a very competitive person with a strong desire to win.

Nowadays, this competitive spirit may not be reflected in specific matters, but for Luo Tingzhu, who has a dream of scientific research, it is actually a bit torturous for her to not participate in such a good project and stay at home with her parents.

However, on the other hand, being able to take Fang Ziye's parents out for fun to some extent makes up for Luo Tingzhu's lack of a sense of family since childhood.

Even though Fang Nan and Liang Xia are not Luo Tingzhu's real parents.

The feeling of being cared for like a child by others, especially elders, is something Luo Tingzhu can't get anywhere else.

Therefore, Luo Tingzhu could not go to the animal testing center with Fang Ziye.

Back in her room, Luo Tingzhu hesitated for a moment before sending a message to Fang Ziye: "Senior brother, drive carefully."

"Remember to send me some photos!~"

Fang Ziye was driving and couldn't type, but there wasn't much traffic in Han City at the moment, so he sent a voice message: "All the test plans are on my computer. Take a look when you have time."

"My parents will probably have to go back today."

"Thank you, Tingzhu. This time when they came to Han City, I, as their son, didn't participate in their lives much."

Luo Tingzhu said, "Senior brother, since you've promised me a dream, why promise me anything else?"

"However, I think we really need to find another time to spend more time with Uncle and Aunt."

“I saw in their eyes a loneliness and sorrow that even my grandmother never experienced.”

"Because I was always with my grandmother until she passed away."

“But I can feel it, Senior Brother, you’ve been away from Uncle and Aunt for a very, very long time.” Luo Tingzhu typed with great force.

After reading this information, Fang Ziye immediately stepped on the brake, turned on the right turn signal, and then drove into the auxiliary lane, turning on the hazard lights.

After reading the information clearly, Fang Ziye pressed the back of his head against the back of the driver's seat and closed his eyes.

There was a time when Fang Ziye told himself that if he ever settled down, he would definitely find some time to spend with his parents.

They only have one child.

In the past, I was focused on my future.

Later, I became the chief resident.

after that……

When Fang Ziye was in Enshi, although he often went home, that kind of short-term companionship was ultimately not the same as having his knees by his side.

A full minute passed before Fang Ziye, his eyes slightly red and moist, muttered to himself with a half-smile: "But? Dad, Mom, I've finally grown up."

"I have things I want to do now."

"If you are unwilling to leave that place, in what form will I return to accompany you?"

"But if you leave that place, is the companionship I give you really what you want?"

Fang Ziye couldn't wait for an answer, and at least he couldn't wait for it now, much less dwell on it.

Fang Ziye pressed the accelerator with his right foot and started the engine again.

Fang Ziye had faced this dilemma many times before, and each time he could only ignore it, and today was no exception.

……

After parking his car in the parking lot downstairs at the animal testing center, Fang Ziye had already managed to control his emotions.

At the same time as Fang Ziye arrived, Zhang Ziqian from the Department of Urology also arrived.

After getting out of the car, he took the initiative to explain, "Professor Fang, Dean Wang doesn't sleep very well. He basically relies on alprazolam to fall asleep every day."

"I told the staff not to call him. If needed, I'll call him, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye instantly understood why Wang Xinghuan liked Zhang Ziqian so much.

"It's alright, Professor Zhang, let's go up and check on the rabbits first."

When Fang Ziye entered the operating room of the animal testing center, he found that Professor Mei Bin from the Department of Neurology had already arrived and was carefully tracing back the neuromyoelectric signals.

Moreover, he looked extremely excited, and upon seeing Fang Ziye, he clenched his fist and exclaimed, "Professor Fang, both groups of rabbits have a signal! A signal!"

"Eight hours and thirteen hours have passed since the operation began, respectively."

"This proves that our approach is correct!"

Zhang Ziqian, a urologist, crawled over without even putting on his gloves properly and stared at the monitor screen.

Zhang Ziqian enthusiastically pulled the "screen" for Fang Ziye and his companion!
The above shows that about an hour ago, a series of contraction signals were issued, all indicating the occurrence of active contraction.

Although it didn't reappear later, this means that during this period, the corresponding muscles received 'motor signals' from the cerebral cortex!
And it even reacted.

The staff member in charge of guarding the area stood at attention a distance away and said, "There was a reaction, right? I'm not sure."

"I'm not very good at reading either."

No one blamed him.

If he could read electromyography to such a high degree, and his company was still assigned to keep watch at night, then his company would have already skyrocketed to fame.

If any employee possessed the skills of a top attending physician at a teaching hospital, the company would have long since become a multinational corporation.

"This project is a success!" Fang Ziye straightened up, his hands behind his back.

"We can officially announce the project's approval now!"

Upon hearing this, Mei Bin from the Department of Neurology quickly asked, "Professor Fang, are you going to use this topic for your bid today?"

Although Mei Bin felt that asking was wishful thinking, he still foolishly 'hoped' once.

If Fang Ziye doesn't use this topic to apply for a research grant, he wants to be listed as a contributor and receive some benefits.

Fang Ziye didn't stand on ceremony and nodded: "I originally planned to use other topics, but this topic should be better."

"And it should be able to be done very quickly."

"Professor Mei, do you have any better suggestions?" Fang Ziye asked directly.

Mei Bin quickly shook her head: "No, no, congratulations Professor Fang."

Fang Ziye said, "Professor Mei, we share the joy. After all, we are all in the same research team."

"However, we had already agreed that my team might have a bit too many members, and the other professors had all agreed as well."

Professor Zhang Jianjun's voice came from the Department of Neurology: "What... a bit too many?"

"What did we promise...promise?"

"Professor Fang... is there good news?" Zhang Jianjun had run all the way here and was panting heavily.

"Yes, Professor Zhang, you've come to see!" Fang Ziye quickly composed himself and replied. (End of Chapter)