top student at medical school

"Engineer Yao, if you are considered mediocre, then what about us, the beasts of burden who toil on the front lines of clinical care for a pittance of food?"

"At least you won't have to worry about retirement or financial difficulties!"

"But most of us have to worry about it."

“I’m sure you, Engineer Yao, also have people your age, and you’re familiar with their situation,” Fang Ziye said.

You can't get rich as a doctor!
The wealth ceiling in a hospital is several times or even hundreds of times lower than the ceiling one can achieve in a company.

Yao Guang did not refute: "Well, each has its own advantages. Anyway, we've already made our choices, and we're both at this age now."

"Let's not talk about this anymore, Professor Fang."

"Currently, the market for AI-powered prosthetics is quite booming, but unfortunately, production is relatively limited, and the adjustment of each prosthetic is quite complicated."

"Otherwise, it would be possible to quickly fill a very large market gap..."

Yao Guang knew that Fang Ziye was the true initiator of the research and development of the AI ​​prosthetic limb now registered under the name of Tongji Hospital.

Therefore, it is time to give Fang Ziye positive feedback directly.

Yao Guang told Fang Ziye that the production of those prosthetics is currently low, and the later debugging work is quite complicated, so they have not yet fully entered the private market.

"Chief Engineer Yao, the debugging of AI prosthetics still needs to be meticulous. It varies from person to person, so we must not be careless. We must not lower the quality in pursuit of sales volume."

"Otherwise, it would be a case of losing more than you gain, and it would go against your original intention."

"People who generally need AI-powered prosthetics are people with physical disabilities who have been inactive for a long time. Even if they can stand up and walk again, their first priority is safety."

"In this regard, it takes time and patience."

"The iteration of core algorithms and the upgrading of artificial intelligence completely touch upon my blind spots; I understand absolutely nothing about them." Fang Ziye held onto the railing with both hands, looking at the scenery of the 'laboratory,' and suddenly felt that spring was approaching.

This year's Chinese New Year celebrations are so different from previous years.

Fang Ziye did not go out to pay New Year's visits. Whether at home or at work, Fang Ziye did not go out with gifts anymore!
Of course, because Fang Ziye was quite busy, he didn't get to be the host of guests much in Han City, as he spent most of his time in the laboratory.

Incidentally, they also "took away" several high-ranking bosses from the hospital.

Soon, Fang Ziye and Feng Junfeng left. They had come here simply to see the newly built laboratory.

Of course, Fang Ziye didn't come here for nothing. He entered the data here immediately, so he won't be stuck at any time in the future.

"Master, building such a large laboratory must have cost tens of millions, right?"

"This company is really rich!" Feng Junfeng exclaimed.

What does tens of millions mean? The annual revenue of a trauma surgery department is only about 100 million!

This would only happen if everyone in the department worked tirelessly for a year, performing nearly two or three thousand surgeries...

This only accounts for pure revenue, not the cost of consumables.

If we're talking about pure revenue, the trauma surgery department at Zhongnan Hospital probably needs more than ten years of accumulation!
Of this income, a portion must be given to the hospital, and the remainder is divided among the dozens of people in the department.

After all the ups and downs, the average income per person is only around 300,000.

The chief physician will receive more than 500,000 yuan, while the remaining amount for nurses, resident physicians, and associate chief physicians is below the average.

Fang Ziye replied, "If you calculate it this way, then an ordinary worker might not be able to afford even one of the devices inside in their entire life."

"Actually, when working in a teaching hospital, the pure performance-based pay in the department is only part of your income. It's only after your skills have improved that you get paid."

With income from teaching, academic conferences, and freelance work, people like Professor Deng have the opportunity to reach an annual income of one million.

"The healthcare industry has a low ceiling, but a high floor and guarantees."

"And relatively speaking, the chances of earning a million a year are higher than in many other industries."

"This is something that is not as good as the best, but better than the worst."

“Junfeng, work hard, you have a chance too…” Fang Ziye said.

Feng Junfeng glanced at Fang Ziye, a half-smile on his face: "Master, given the current market conditions, is there really still a chance?"

Currently, the entire medical industry, except for cosmetic medicine, is on a downward trend.

"There must be more."

"As long as you do well in research, you will have opportunities during your doctoral studies!"

“This is the experience of your master, who has been through it all.” Fang Ziye’s tone was firm, speaking from personal experience.

Feng Junfeng didn't take it seriously, but he didn't completely disregard it either.

Fang Ziye may have succeeded, but his approach is virtually impossible to replicate.

Feng Junfeng knew perfectly well that someone like Fang Ziye was a rare find in the medical system, perhaps only one in several decades.

If you want to earn a million a year during your PhD studies, how many research articles would you have to actively produce to earn those rewards?
However, Feng Junfeng didn't think that far ahead. If he couldn't reach a million, wouldn't it be better to get tens or hundreds of thousands?

You can earn more money during your studies than the average working person, isn't that enough?
……

"I don't treat this disease. It's no use you coming to me. You need to see a hepatobiliary surgeon. I'm an orthopedic surgeon." In the outpatient clinic, Fang Ziye returned an old man's medical card and medical record, explaining loudly.

“Professor Fang, I was recommended by someone else… You are an expert, you should be able to see patients in any department, please take a look at me.” The old man replied with a smile.

"I've had this problem for many years."

Fang Ziye asked, "Who recommended you? Whoever it was, they made the wrong recommendation. I'm an orthopedic surgeon."

"I only see doctors for orthopedic-related diseases. You've come to the wrong place. You should make an appointment with the hepatobiliary surgery department."

"I'll cancel your appointment, okay? I can't treat your illness, I don't know how."

"But my friends all say you can see it? Are you lying to me?" the old man asked suspiciously.

Fang Ziye smiled and said, "Sir, just because your friend says I can do it, does that mean I have to? Do you believe your friend or me?"

"If you trust me, cancel your appointment and re-register at the hepatobiliary surgery department."

"If you believe your friend, ask him to tell you about another person who can treat your illness, and then go see him."

"I didn't even know I'd be seeing you for this illness. Your friend found out before I did?"

"Really not?" The old man looked at Fang Ziye's sincere expression and muttered to himself, "No way, my friend usually doesn't lie."

"He was cured by you before, and he said your skills are excellent."

Fang Ziye pressed further, "What was wrong with your friend? I cured him..."

"My legs aren't very flexible," the old man replied.

Thank you for your friend's recommendation, sir!
"Sir, please go back to your friend first, ah..." Fang Ziye and Feng Junfeng could only politely ask the old man to leave.

Fang Ziye personally escorted him, earnestly instructing, "Remember to cancel your number downstairs. I've already signed the form; just say you registered at the wrong number, and I agree!!!"

The old man turned around: "Professor Fang, are you afraid to show me? Is there something you're hesitant about...?"

The old man still wanted to believe his 'friend'!
"No, no, no, old man, you're overthinking it. How could I be afraid to treat you?"

"I have patients who are younger than you and older than you, but I really don't see them, and I don't know how to see them..." Fang Ziye said with a warm smile, politely seeing the old man out before returning to his seat.

"Master, another diabetic foot patient! We've had so many diabetic foot patients in the clinic lately." The patient was unable to walk and it took some time for his family to push him in. Feng Junfeng remarked as he entered the room.

"The number of patients with diabetic foot ulcers who require amputation is in the hundreds of thousands every year, and the number of patients who may face amputation is definitely in the millions."

"There are definitely a lot."

"It's a pity that your master hasn't found a way to widely conduct training courses yet. Otherwise, training courses on limb-preserving surgery for diabetes would take priority over those on limb destruction and functional reconstruction."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he added, "Diagnosing diabetic foot is not difficult, but staging it is a bit challenging. You can try to give the patient a detailed diagnosis."

"You've been with me for so long, you should be able to handle a diabetic foot ulcer consultation."

Fang Ziye was also willing to give Feng Junfeng a chance. Feng Junfeng was already a PhD. When Fang Ziye was a master's student, he took the initiative to suggest that he wanted to work in the outpatient department, and Yuan Weihong agreed. There would definitely be no problem.

Feng Junfeng laughed and pulled his mask up two centimeters: "Master, I'll give it a try then..."

Time flies like water, and an afternoon passes in the blink of an eye.

Fang Ziye worked overtime again, and for quite a while, until 7:10 p.m. when the last patient finally left.

Feng Junfeng's hands were getting sore, and he rubbed his wrists: "Master, more and more people know the tricks of adding numbers now. You added a total of twenty numbers today..."

"At this rate, will we be going to stay up until 8 pm next time?"

Fang Ziye twisted his back, which was stiff from sitting for so long: "I don't know, it's possible..."

"Feng Junfeng, go back to the department and check the post-operative examination results and consent forms for the patients who will be having surgery tomorrow. Just in case anything goes wrong."

"I won't treat you to dinner today. I have to go to the animal laboratory. Director Zhang and the others have been urging me several times already."

Feng Junfeng nodded immediately in agreement: "Okay, Master!"

“Master, if you’re so busy, you could actually let me move the patients who are added to the schedule later.”

“You’re already releasing fifty numbers every day, that’s a lot.”

Fang Ziye gently shook his head: "It's not easy for patients to come all this way. Put yourself in their shoes. But next week, we'll clearly tell the patients that we'll only add ten more appointments."

"I can't handle any more than that. The animal experiments still need to continue, and I can't possibly see all the outpatients by myself..."

Feng Junfeng pushed open the door and said, "Master, I'll go back to the department to work now. I'll also go to the training room later."

The saying goes, "What the superiors do, the inferiors will follow."

Since Fang Ziye was so busy, Feng Junfeng couldn't just go home and rest.

However, after Feng Junfeng opened the door, a familiar voice came from outside the consultation room again: "I really told you, but Professor Fang is unwilling to see me and told me to go to some hepatobiliary surgery department..."

Upon hearing this, Feng Junfeng narrowed his eyes.

Fang Ziye had already taken off his white coat. He took a few steps toward the door, and when he saw that the person who came was the same old man from that afternoon, Fang Ziye's eyes twitched again.

"You should go back first, Junfeng."

Upon hearing this, Feng Junfeng walked away in small steps. Tang Wan, the triage nurse, still hadn't gone home after work, which Fang Ziye was used to.

"Professor Fang, my friend called me again and told me to come see you. He strongly recommended that I do so."

"Why don't you take a call?" The old man approached, his face conflicted.

Fang Ziye took a deep breath: "Whether I answer this call or not, the result will be the same. It's not that I'm unwilling to show it to you, but that I don't know how to look at it."

As they spoke, Fang Ziye took the old man's phone: "Hello. May I ask who this is?"

A woman's voice came through the phone: "Professor Fang, Professor Fang, do you remember me? I'm Sister Huang, the one you treated in Enshi before."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye took a while to process what he heard before remembering that the patient with the "stubborn" nonunion bone he had treated in Enshi was named Huang Ling.

However, Fang Ziye didn't even know her name at the Enshi Sanatorium. It was only later, after Huang Ling went to Professor Zhou Gongbo at Huashan Hospital for a follow-up visit, that Professor Zhou Gongbo mentioned to Fang Ziye at the Enshi Sanatorium whether Fang Ziye had cured Huang Ling's stubborn nonunion of bones.

"Hey, Sister Huang, hello!" Fang Ziye's tone became more amiable.

“Professor Fang, the person who came to see you today is my friend. I recommended him to come to your clinic,” Huang Ling explained.

"Thank you for your recommendation, Sister Huang."

“But I’m an orthopedic surgeon, as you know. Why would I think of having him come to me for a liver problem?” Fang Ziye’s tone was conflicted.

Huang Ling then explained, "Professor Fang, you are being too modest. Back at the sanatorium, I clearly heard Professor Lin Qiaoshan from the hepatobiliary surgery group say during a consultation that you are an all-rounder."

"Even hepatobiliary surgery can be performed."

"Professor Fang, this is a very good friend of mine. He trusts you completely, so there won't be any trouble."

"Please let him take a look..."

"With your skill level, you can definitely handle it."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye frowned deeply: "Sister Huang, this is not what you think."

"Everyone has their own expertise. Professor Lin was just being polite to me before. I really don't know anything about hepatobiliary surgery."

"If you take my polite words seriously, you'll really be in trouble."

"Furthermore, hepatobiliary surgery is not within my scope of practice. In the case of an emergency, I may perform some procedures to avoid risks, but elective surgery is absolutely out of the question."

“Touching it is illegal. If I get caught, I might not even be able to work as a doctor anymore,” Fang Ziye said seriously.

Fang Ziye's words were obviously an exaggeration. Even if Fang Ziye were caught performing a few hepatobiliary surgeries, it wouldn't necessarily lead to the revocation of his license.

He was very grateful to Huang Ling for believing in him, trusting him, and recommending his friends to come and see him at his clinic.

Believing is one thing, but actually treating the corresponding disease on your own is another.

Even Fang Ziye himself only dared to slowly step out to the side of his professional scope.

From trauma surgery to vascular surgery, then to functional reconstruction surgery, and now to spinal cord injury and urinary function reconstruction!
Taking a steady and pragmatic approach might not bring Fang Ziye great wealth in the short term, but at least it won't violate any regulations.

If you disregard the rules, then the rules will no longer protect you.

A doctor without the protection of rules will suffer a terrible fate and have their career ruined.

"Is it that serious, Professor Fang?" "In our county, it seems like surgeons can do all kinds of surgeries, right?" Huang Ling said.

Fang Ziye: "..."

In county towns, if the surgical department is relatively small, it can perform surgeries from the scalp to the toes, but that is broad but not precise.

Are you suggesting that Fang Ziye perform procedures like appendectomy, cholecystectomy, and splenectomy? Does Fang Ziye not know how to do them?
"Sister Huang, please talk to your friend properly. Please don't suggest that he make things difficult for me anymore. I really can't treat hepatobiliary diseases. Let him go to another hospital for a checkup."

“For example, Shanghai has one of the top-ranked hepatobiliary surgery departments in the world…” Fang Ziye suggested.

After returning the phone to the old man, Fang Ziye said, "Grandpa, thank you for trusting me, but I really can't watch it. I've already explained it to Sister Huang."

"Firstly, I don't know how to watch it, and secondly, I can't watch it. It's not a matter of whether I dare to or not."

"Thank you again for coming all this way. I'm just very sorry." Fang Ziye bowed slightly.

Huang Ling may have said something to the old man over the phone.

The old man's expression softened slightly: "Oh, is that so? Okay, okay!"

The old man looked at Fang Ziye and sighed, "I'm sorry, Professor Fang, I was just desperate and grasping at straws."

"Sigh, since there's nothing I can do, I guess I'll just have to accept my fate."

The old man's departing figure looked somewhat desolate.

Fang Ziye was already used to seeing such a figure from behind.

Even for some orthopedic diseases, there are many that Fang Ziye is helpless to treat, those are also diseases that cannot be treated in clinical practice at present.

Fang Ziye could only accept his own inadequacy and the current state of medical care, silently accepting the word "incompetent."

Medicine can produce miracles, but it is not all miracles.

After the old man's figure had completely disappeared from sight, Fang Ziye murmured softly, "I'm sorry, old man. Even if your illness is incurable, at most it will just make you feel uncomfortable. It won't affect your ability to walk or sit, and it's not life-threatening..."

"There are many people who need my knowledge even more."

"Therefore, I cannot share it with you."

……

On his way from the outpatient clinic to the parking lot, Fang Ziye was clearing out his unread emails, among which was a very formal invitation document.

From the Bone Tumor Group, the email address reads: "Dear Professor Fang Ziye, this is the Bone Tumor Group Committee of the Orthopedics Branch of the Chinese Medical Association. This letter is for your consideration..."

The Bone Tumor Group sent Fang Ziye an invitation letter, hoping that he would become a standing committee member of the Bone Tumor Group.

Although he wasn't the executive deputy leader of the study group, Fang Ziye became a standing committee member as soon as he joined the group, which was considered a special exception.

After replying with an "agree," Fang Ziye glanced at his other emails before sitting in the driver's seat and clearing unread messages on WeChat.

Sure enough, Fang Ziye found a WeChat message from Lin Jianhua, the group leader of the bone tumor group: "Professor Fang, Happy New Year!~"

"The main reason for this intrusion is to inform you, Professor Fang, that our oncology group has submitted an application to the Chinese Medical Association to establish a bone tumor branch. This application form requires your joint signature."

"If it is convenient for you, Professor Fang, and you are willing, I will arrange for staff to go to your workplace to sign the document soon."

"I hope Professor Fang can reply despite his busy schedule!"

Fang Ziye had already learned about the conditions for establishing a branch.

One of them—

The academic team and membership are of a certain size and geographically distributed, capable of independently carrying out domestic and international academic activities, and the initiator is a discipline leader.

A discipline leader refers to an expert who has an extremely high academic level in the discipline, is able to lead, guide and organize relevant personnel to carry out clinical, teaching and research work, has made significant achievements in the relevant field, has a certain influence at home and abroad, and has achieved research results.

Although Fang Ziye is not currently the "academic leader" of the bone tumor specialty, the bone tumor microcirculation chemotherapy project led by Fang Ziye directly separates the treatment of bone tumors from most other tumors.

Therefore, although Fang Ziye is not the nominal leader, he is actually one of the 'discipline leaders' of the bone tumor specialty, or at least one of them.

Of course, Fang Ziye could choose to refuse and not participate in the joint application.

However, Fang Ziye would not do that, and cautiously replied, "Thank you for the invitation and trust, Team Leader Lin!"

"The establishment of a new specialty branch under the Orthopedics Branch is a momentous event for our orthopedics department, and I should personally go to the group to contribute my modest efforts."

"However, due to a job transfer, I am really unable to leave recently, so I need the other staff members in the study group to make the trip."

"Fang Ziye also thanks Professor Lin for his promotion!"

Fang Ziye is currently a standing committee member of the Bone Tumor Group, and will later become a standing committee member of the Bone Tumor Branch. This kind of title is very useful.

This can reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble for Fang Ziye.

Although the Chinese Medical Association is not an official organization, its specialized branches represent the highest level of expertise among nationally recognized specialists.

If a medical dispute occurs at a top teaching hospital and an expert team is needed to assess the medical malpractice, the expert team assembled by the specialist branch will provide the most top-tier and authoritative opinion in the country!

Your participation signifies that the most authoritative professional organization recognizes your capabilities!

After reading it, Lin Jianhua replied, "Professor Fang, this kind of invitation is standard. I'm sorry for the trouble it has caused you. I'm also grateful that you typed so many words."

"Actually, our research group has been following Professor Fang's activities and knows that you are currently involved in other important research projects."

"So I don't dare to bother you casually."

"Professor Fang, please feel free to be more casual in the future. Our bone tumor department is also a part of orthopedics, so there's no need for such formal verbal exchanges. Please feel free to be more relaxed when chatting privately."

"Moreover, if our Bone Tumor Branch is successfully approved this time, Professor Fang, your contribution to this effort will be immense!"

Those that can establish their own oncology specialty branches are all top-notch specialties whose oncology treatment is independent of other oncology treatments.

Given the current state of orthopedic tumor treatment, it is impossible to support the establishment of a separate bone tumor branch.

Without the right opportunity, this step might not be able to be taken for decades.

But Fang Ziye took the most important step, which also raised the academic status of bone tumors to another level in the industry!
"Professor Lin, you're too kind. I think some of the contributions were quite objective, but to say that he deserves all the credit is a bit of an overstatement."

"Professor Lin, I need to go to the animal laboratory now, so I cannot reply to any more messages."

"If any colleagues come to me for a signature, please let me know in advance so I can arrange transportation!"

"Thank you for your hard work, Professor Lin," Fang Ziye said.

The documents to be signed this time are related to the establishment of the branch, and it certainly won't be graduate students and doctoral students running around doing that.

Because graduate students and doctoral students may not even see each other during the process of running errands, at least an associate professor would take on the responsibility of running errands.

The associate professors from his department always treated him with courtesy, no matter where he went.

Moreover, if the Bone Tumor Group can be upgraded to a branch this time, then Fang Ziye will become a standing committee member of the Chinese Medical Association branch.

The hospital has a clear policy that if a member can serve as a standing committee member in a national branch or as a standing vice chairman in a provincial medical association, they will receive a stipend or subsidy.

The monthly subsidy isn't much, but if you have multiple branches, it can add up to tens of thousands of yuan a year.

If Fang Ziye holds other academic positions in the branch, the branch will also provide him with stipends and subsidies, which are all small sums of money obtained through legitimate channels!
Those who can live there!
"Alright, Professor Fang, then I won't stand on ceremony with you."

"I hope Professor Fang's subsequent research progresses smoothly, and that you can build another pinnacle for our orthopedics department!" Lin Jianhua truly knew what Fang Ziye was doing.

"Thank you for your blessings, Professor Lin. I also hope the experiment will go smoothly." Fang Ziye didn't stand on ceremony and started the car after replying.

Once on the road, Fang Ziye's mood became increasingly calm, and soon a smile appeared on his lips.

Finally, after returning to Zhongnan Hospital, everything got back on track.

In clinical practice, there are surgeries performed; in research projects, there are experiments conducted; in teams, there are members; in work, there is income; and in effort, there is reward.

This peaceful and serene life is exactly what Fang Ziye has been hoping for...

On this basis, one can also forge one's own path in the academic halls of the industry and at the pinnacle of the medical field!

That feeling is simply amazing.

Sometimes, setting off is more important than reaching the destination!

……

Fang Ziye was late, so today's topic was also late.

Currently, apart from Fang Ziye, no one else in the animal testing group is capable of continuing the research.

Although, in addition to Fang Ziye, Professor Wang Ou and Professor Zhang Quan of the Department of Spinal Surgery volunteered to "try" 'hundreds of times'.

For example, professors in urology and neurology who are skilled in laparoscopic surgery, such as Professor Wang Xinghuan, also suffered defeats.

Either the puncture site is incorrect, or the puncture depth is too deep!

The puncture seems simple enough, but to do it perfectly, you can't deviate even a little bit.

When Fang Ziye arrived, both Professor Wang Xinghuan and Professor Zhang Quan were quite depressed.

Wang Xinghuan lamented to himself, "I'm so pathetic. Why did I cancel the meeting to come here and torture myself?"

"Looking for excitement!" Professor Zhang Quan sat upright, leaning against the wall, his eyes gleaming.

Wang Xinghuan is the dean, which is an administrative position and requires a lot of work.

It requires attending meetings at all levels and of all types, and also chairing various meetings...

"Fang Ziye is here!" someone shouted.

Immediately, many people became nervous.

"I'm sorry, professors, I added too many patients today. I promise I won't add so many next time," Fang Ziye said, bowing as he entered.

But those words also made everyone else swallow back what they were about to say.

This is the kind of thing that saves the most time.

Project progress continues!

After washing, disinfecting, and getting dressed, Fang Ziye put his hands behind his back, looked at Liao Jia, blinked, and calmly said, "Professor Liao, today we will start with five routine procedures."

"I'll do three more unconventional operations. I had a new idea last night, and I want to try it out!~"

Liao Jia jerked his head up, his jaw slamming down: "You have a new idea?"

Wang Xinghuan and the others were stunned for a moment, their eyes filled with undisguised astonishment and excitement: "Professor Fang, do you have any ideas?"

"Could it be that multi-functional and multi-channel reconstruction is now possible?"

Fang Ziye shook his head first, keeping everyone in suspense: "Let's try it out first, see the results, and then I'll explain."

"Otherwise it will be too late."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he and Liao Jia entered the animal laboratory without any regard for others.

Wang Xinghuan was stunned. In his fifties, he was still like an adorable child, and he started cursing: "Can I say 'MMP'?"

Zhang Quan and Zhang Jianjun said in unison, "Didn't you already say that?"

"If it's useful, I'll say ten things."

Zhang Quan grew angrier the more he thought about it. He stood up from his seat, clenching his fists, and cursed, "If Fang Ziye were my student, I would beat him to death."

Deng Yong and Gong Jiahe didn't come today, but Professor Du Xinzhan came over to see what was going on.

Although Fang Ziye wasn't his student, Du Xinzhan still leaned forward, a half-smile on his face: "Why don't you give it a try?"

Zhang Quan is rolling up his sleeves!

It's as if they think, "I'm a spinal surgeon, why should I be afraid of a joint surgeon?"

But Wang Xinghuan immediately tried to mediate, stopping Zhang Quan and saying, "Professor Zhang, calm down, calm down. This guy has really hit people before."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Quan slowly lowered his sleeve.

Indeed, Du Xinzhan assaulted someone last month.

It was fine at first, but the other person had frozen shoulder, and Du Xinzhan even tore the rotator cuff.

Even if you're timid, you can't lose your spirit.

Since he had nothing else to do and had a way to vent his anger from the previous failed attempt, Zhang Quan put his hands on his hips and said, "Tch, you talk like you're my student."

"A head of orthopedics can't even snatch the best promising talents from his own department. All you can do is fight, and you can't even hit the key spots."

"What's the use of having a J8?"

Du Xinzhan was so angry he almost hit him: "Anyway, it's not spinal surgery."

“It’s not yours either,” Zhang Quan said.

"Anyway, it's not spinal surgery..."

"You're useless."

"Anyway, you're not from your spinal surgery department. You're from our orthopedics department, so you're not even considered useless..."

The two 'old men' started arguing and laughing, making the scene quite entertaining... (End of Chapter)