top student at medical school

"You're being scrutinized far too closely right now!" Wang Xinghuan's voice sounded tired.
Fang Ziye looked intently at Wang Xinghuan's expression, a slight ripple in his heart: "Dean Wang, my roots are here, I won't move them casually!"

“If it weren’t for some unexpected factors last time, I would have preferred to stay in the trauma surgery department carefree and free, rather than choosing to wander outside.”

Fang Ziye was referring to his departure from Zhongnan Hospital to Enshi Sanatorium.

If Wang Xinghuan or Deng Yong and others had been able to control the "domestication" of some people in the Provincial Health Commission at that time, how could Fang Ziye have gone from being domesticated to being wild?

While the benefits at Enshi Sanatorium are certainly good, going to an unfamiliar place means starting all over again, and the pressure Fang Ziye faces is many times greater than that at Zhongnan Hospital!
To put it bluntly, Fang Ziye's growth was not based on simple 'resources' at all!
Rather, it's about knowledge points.

Knowledge is fundamental.

Visiting the sanatorium and experiencing more complex illnesses may have a certain positive impact on the research of Fang Ziye.

However, this also limits Fang Ziye's perspective.

In this world, most diseases are found among ordinary people.

Since the goal is to become a doctor, it's definitely better to be a relatively 'free' doctor. How could Fang Ziye possibly want to become a 'caged canary'?
Why have you been sticking to just two surgical approaches: destructive surgery and functional reconstruction?

After Fang Ziye underwent functional reconstruction surgery, he was targeted by a group of people from the Hubei Provincial Health Commission.

When Fang Ziye launched his bone tumor treatment project, it was after the project was officially launched that someone in Kyoto began to constantly 'harass' him.

Because the noise and commotion were getting louder and louder.

This time it was even more outrageous. Fang Ziye's project hadn't even been officially announced yet, but there was already a reaction from the other side.

Moreover, they must have already put pressure on and offered incentives to Hubei Province.

Wang Xinghuan nodded, his tone serious and composed: "Professor Fang, rest assured, as long as I remain in this position, my beliefs will never change!"

“I have high hopes for you ever since you were a PhD student, and I will not let go of you easily now.”

"Even if it means I'll be demoted because of this..."

"Let them uninstall it. If they really want to play this game, then those people are just treating it as a game, and there's nothing we can do about it," Wang Xinghuan stated his bottom line.

After saying that, Wang Xinghuan probably felt that his words were a bit too heavy and would put a lot of pressure on Fang Ziye, so he lowered his voice and said, "Professor Fang, you and I are not in a master-disciple relationship, so we don't need to be responsible for each other."

"The reason I have high hopes for you is actually an investment in my own future, so you don't need to feel guilty."

Fang Ziye certainly had no psychological burden!
I want to stay at Zhongnan Hospital. You, Dean Wang Xinghuan, just didn't agree to my leaving and didn't stand against me or force me. Shouldn't that be your duty as the dean?

Now that you're in this position, you have to consider the development of Zhongnan Hospital.

The development of Zhongnan Hospital cannot be entirely related to Fang Ziye, but as long as Fang Ziye was around, it was still somewhat beneficial to the hospital's development!
Fang Ziye replied calmly, "Professor Wang, no matter what, let's get down to business first. After all, we're all clinicians, and we can't understand all those complicated thoughts."

"So just close your eyes and focus on doing what you can do. As for the rest of the chaos, you can't avoid it, so you can only ignore it."

This is Fang Ziye's mindset.

Do what you can do, then do what you want to do, take what you deserve, take what you want to take, and take what you feel you won't regret or feel guilty about.

Fang Ziye was a greedy man who also coveted power and honor.

Fang Ziye has always believed that it is not shameful for a person to want something, as long as they do not take crooked paths. Therefore, striving and working hard for it, even if it means sacrificing some dignity, is perfectly legitimate.

Having established a firm foothold in these fundamentals, Fang Ziye's mindset became even more stable.

Wang Xinghuan seemed to have run out of ideas and could only sigh, "Now is the time to fulfill a promise."

"My fair lady, a gentleman likes to be brave."

"I can love you, but I can't stop others from loving you too. In this world, many principles are the same..."

"Let's go, Professor Fang. We've been through thick and thin, let's go as far as we can."

Wang Xinghuan didn't seem to think Fang Ziye could resist the temptation of this offer.

Because Wang Xinghuan knew that Fang Ziye had not yet entered the "game"!
……

3:13 AM.

The milliseconds on the wall-mounted electronic clock were ticking away rapidly.

A dozen or so people stood motionless in the animal laboratory, their eyes fixed on a domestic rabbit that had been kept in captivity.

The domestic rabbit has white fur and long, upright ears that are very lively.

When the mouth moves, the hairs on the lips sway back and forth.

However, no one paid attention to the cute cleft lip; instead, everyone's attention was focused on its trembling hind legs.

Yes, it's trembling!
Its two hind limbs were trembling incessantly!

Upon seeing this, Fang Ziye and the others' eyes lit up.

Fang Ziye kept gesturing for the people next to him to be quiet.

At this time, you must not disturb it, otherwise it may lie down out of fear and then be unable to collect the active radio waves!

The act of silencing immediately spread like a contagious disease among the crowd, with people turning their heads left and right.

Then I continued to hold my breath and look at the rabbit cage.

Although the rabbits with spinal cord injuries cannot jump yet, their hind limbs are already trembling!

What does this mean?
Rabbits can't speak, but their actions express their feelings. They want to stand up, and they will soon be able to, or at least have the potential to.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have put in so much effort.

This is a very impactful breakthrough!
Research projects need to be advanced gradually. First, find a breakthrough point, and then move forward step by step. You can't become fat in one bite.

I don’t know how long it’s been!
Finally, under the expectant gazes of everyone, the rabbit staggered forward a small step!

After taking one step, it collapsed again!

The rabbit's teeth were biting at the cage, making a crunching sound...

However, this one step caused an uproar in the entire laboratory.

"Moved!"

"It moved! It just moved a little, did you see it?"

Professor Zhang Jianjun of the Department of Neurology felt as if he were a lonely woman who had been thirsting for a long time. He felt that the emptiness in his heart was directly filled by this action. His voice rose, like a boy who was almost sixty years old, telling the people around him about his joy.

Currently, other teams are exploring how to transfer electrical signals to the lower limbs through the conduction and transfer of electrical signals, so that paralyzed patients can stand up and take a few steps forward.

Another team is implanting electrode pads into the cerebral cortex of patients and rabbits, and through continuous discharge, in order to reactivate the potential pathways in the damaged spinal cord of the rabbits, giving them a chance to complete the circuit reconnection.

Furthermore, surgical teams are attempting to reactivate the circuit channels by stimulating the spinal nerve roots with a reverse current!

These are all efforts and treatment attempts made by domestic teams for patients with spinal cord injury and paralysis.

There are other methods and approaches abroad.

Mei Bin immediately replied, "I've collected the data! The active contraction of many muscles in the right hind limb!"

"The electromyography signal is very clear; it's an active contraction!"

"More importantly, the muscle strength in its left hind leg allows it to stand upright..."

"Professor Fang, we succeeded!" Mei Bin exclaimed dramatically.

Liao Jia suddenly became a bit gay, grabbing Fang Ziye's right hand with his left hand, staring intently at the rabbit in the laboratory, his gaze suddenly becoming 'ambiguous'!
If previous microcirculation-mediated interventional therapy for bone tumors was a transformative optimization of existing treatments for orthopedic tumors, then this time it is a completely new breakthrough!
It can do what capable people cannot do, and what excellent people cannot excel at.

Transformative optimization is still just optimization, not a fundamental breakthrough!

No matter how good the next generation of smartphones is, it is not the first smartphone.

No matter how good the next generation of computers is, it is not the first computer.

Such epoch-making events will be fully recorded in history.

"We've achieved some initial results, but we're still far from success!" Fang Ziye poured cold water on everyone's excitement.

"To date, what we have been able to confirm is that patients with spinal cord injuries possess certain pathway potential after the occurrence of spinal cord injury!"

“We can use certain methods to uncover these pathways that are not completely necrotic, but this is not true functional reconstruction!”

"This is just a functional activation at most!" Although Fang Ziye was also very happy, as the team leader, he had to remain calm and let everyone know the true progress of the project.

Fang Ziye's words made Wang Xinghuan a little unhappy: "Professor Fang, you have to eat one bite at a time, and walk one step at a time."

"Today's big step is a bit too far."

“Yes, yes, Professor Fang!” Professor Liao Weijing from the Department of Neurorehabilitation nodded in agreement with Professor Wang Xinghuan’s opinion.

"Moreover, this project hasn't been going on for very long, yet it has already made such progress, which proves that our efforts are in the right direction!"

"That's good news."

Liao Jia released Fang Ziye's hand, looking at him with the eyes of a scumbag: "Although high requirements correspond to high standards, shouldn't we celebrate at this moment?"

"You're still pouring cold water on things."

"You're such a heartless jerk!" Liao Jia's tone was slightly resentful.

Fang Ziye took a breath: "No, I'm just telling the truth. I'm still very happy to have made this breakthrough!"

"Effort is important, but choosing the right direction for your efforts is even more important than simply working hard."

"At this stage, the results have already far exceeded our expectations."

"First, achieve a breakthrough in one area, start from nothing, and then you can pursue improvement from something to something better!"

"Professors, you've all worked hard. It's getting late, so let's all head back now. As for the rest, we can only leave it to time..."

"it is good!"

"It's already 3:20? We should go."

"At this age, I can't keep going. It's only 3:20, but it's already noon the next day for me..." Wang Xinghuan, Zhang Jianjun, and others began to complain that time was passing too slowly.

They're almost at their breaking point.

……

After a group of middle-aged people left, Liao Jia was still in no hurry to leave.

Since tomorrow is Saturday, and it's already past 3 PM, he decided to stay at a nearby hotel to avoid having to go back again.

Liao Jia asked, "Ziye, is there anything else you want to say?"

"You seem completely unsurprised by the current progress, and you seem to have a thorough understanding of the upper and lower limits of our current research project?"

Although Fang Ziye is quite capable.

But Fang Ziye's ability to control the progress of the project is too strong.

After the urinary function was rebuilt, Fang Ziye said that he had a new idea.

And then it was done in no time.

Fang Ziye had already demonstrated this success through theory in the previous discussion!

"You wouldn't happen to have traveled back from the future, would you?" Liao Jia asked, his eyes flashing for a moment before offering his guess.

"Brother Liao, why don't you come back with me? I have a guest room there," Fang Ziye invited.

"No, Tingzhu has been in Enshi for so long, I have to protect myself!" Liao Jia joked.

"Now you should answer my question: Did you travel back in time?"

Fang Ziye said irritably, "If I were a time traveler, why the hell would I be a doctor? I'd just go buy stocks, okay?"

"Unless you can say that no new companies or businesses will emerge in the next few years."

"If you're not going, then I'll head over first?"

Liao Jia said frankly, "Yes, I'll go book a room myself and sleep more comfortably."

Let's meet for breakfast tomorrow morning, and then come over together.

"Of course, if you're really tired today, you can come later. I still need to prepare some materials for next week."

"Sigh, I'm just born to work hard," Liao Jia sighed.

Both he and Fang Ziye played crucial roles, and neither could be replaced by anyone else.

Others, such as Liao Weijing, could still have their procedures done by changing a professor.

The greater one's ability, the less likely their role will be replaced.

"I won't come tomorrow. I need to go see Tianluo tomorrow and ask him to recommend a very reliable team. We need to build an artificial intelligence model to make large-scale calculations for subsequent treatments."

"Then, based on the calculation results, we need to identify the most promising combinations in order to successfully reconstruct the neural circuits!"

“Otherwise, if we just rely on exhaustive methods, I’m afraid you’ll work yourself to death and still not be able to create so many rabbits!” Fang Ziye said.

At this stage, Fang Ziye's functional reconstruction technique has reached a bottleneck.

Level 3 functional reconstruction surgery was not enough to enable the rabbit to stand up and walk normally.

For functional reconstruction to break through level 4, a certain opportunity is needed. According to Fang Ziye's theoretical deduction, this opportunity may require the continuous arrangement and combination of electrical pathways existing in the spinal cord.

If the optimal solution can be calculated by computer, it may be possible to advance Fang Ziye's functional reconstruction technique from level 3 to level 4.

Once you break through the initial barrier, proficiency won't be an issue. The important thing is to first overcome the barrier between level 3 and level 4.

Once the patient reaches level 4, Fang Ziye believes that they are very likely to be able to stand up and walk independently.

If it can reach level 5, the patient's motor and sensory functions will be at least one-third of those of a normal person! Then, it is estimated that this will be the limit of the treatment effect for this disease in the next one or two hundred years.

It is completely impossible for a spinal cord injury patient to recover to the level of a normal person without any external intervention.

Further optimization work is not something Fang Ziye will spend more time deriving.

"Okay, you're the eldest brother, you control the pace."

"All of us are working for you."

"Oh, right, Nie Mingxian arrived ahead of time. Didn't you say you were going to rebuild the blood supply channels in the spinal cord?"

"Professor Li Yongjun will come to assist you with the procedure, but he is currently unavailable. Nie Mingxian will have to come first."

"Also, Professor Bi Weiqing from the neurosurgery department of the sanatorium will be coming!" Liao Jia shared with Fang Ziye the contents of her private conversation with Nie Mingxian.

Fang Ziye can't control the changes at the sanatorium right now, but he still has some free time.

"Professor Bi Weiqing? Professor Bi agreed to stay at the sanatorium?" Fang Ziye was quite surprised.

With Fang Ziye's current achievements, this kind of project is not something you can easily get your hands on if you're not one of us. You think you can get a piece of the action? You're dreaming!

Did they think that I, Fang Ziye, am the same Fang Ziye as before, and that I need to rely on the title of a great professor to support this project?

Impossible!

Professor Fang Ziye no longer needs other professors to be listed as authors on his research projects to enhance their overall strength; that stage is long over!
Even if this is a global issue!

Fang Ziye is currently one of the top experts in trauma surgery, and his achievements in orthopedics are unparalleled in recent decades.

Professor Bi Weiqing is a professor in the Department of Neurosurgery at Huashan Hospital, which ranks among the top three in the country.

Could he easily give up such a good opportunity?

Liao Jia nodded and said, "Yes, Professor Bi mentioned that."

"Ziye, don't underestimate the significance of the research you're currently working on."

"A topic on spinal cord injury? What does a professor of neurosurgery at Huashan Hospital amount to?"

"If your team has a chance to win a Nobel Prize, even professors from the Mayo Clinic might be willing to come and try with you!"

"When you're out in the world, the results are yours, the fame is just given by others!"

"You have no idea how alluring you are!"

"Tingzhu really hit the jackpot," Liao Jia said.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye cursed, "Get the hell out of here, don't say things like that."

"What do you mean by making money or not?"

"Do you look down on my Tingzhu, or do you despise Fang Ziye from before?"

"Damn it, if you put it that way, then I was a toad trying to eat swan meat before?"

Fang Ziye disliked such talk because he felt that this talk of making or not making money was purely for the sake of praising or criticizing, and had no other meaning.

Fang Ziye's angle was so tricky that Liao Jia had no answer.

He could only grit his teeth and say, "What else can I do? Do you think you were at a disadvantage before?"

Fang Ziye ignored Liao Jia, glanced at his phone, cleared a few unread messages that weren't too important, and got into his car.

Liao Jia also went over and started it himself!

However, he turned back as soon as he got to the car.

Fang Ziye rolled down the car window: "What? Going to my place?"

Liao Jia shook his head: "No, I almost forgot to tell you, Dr. Chen Guangbai asked if you wanted to be the director of the Wuhan Sanatorium?"

"Professor Li Yongjun is just a professional surgeon. He doesn't have much talent in administration, nor did he bring a team with him."

"If you'd like, he can try to help you. You should give him a reply."

"I almost forgot to mention that."

Fang Ziye shook his head and said, "I'll call Dr. Chen during the day, I won't get involved!"

"But why did Dr. Chen relay this message to you instead of coming to ask me personally? It's such an important matter."

Liao Jia said, "Of course, this wasn't said by Dr. Chen in front of everyone. Nie Mingxian overheard it by chance when he went to the toilet. At that time, Dr. Chen Guangbai seemed to be on the phone with someone."

"Nie Mingxian also felt that what Dr. Chen said made sense."

"Professor Li Yongjun is indeed not very good at management. All the big and small things are actually handled by Song Libo, the director of the logistics department."

Fang Ziye nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

"Go back and rest, Brother Liao!"

"I'm leaving now, goodnight."

"sleep tight."

"..."

At 8:10, Fang Ziye's alarm clock didn't go off, but there was a knock on the door.

Fang Ziye ignored the knocking for the first twenty minutes, but the knocking continued, which really annoyed him.

He wrapped another bathrobe around himself, put on slippers, and angrily opened the door. He glanced at the group of people he didn't recognize, even though they weren't young, and still yelled, "What do you want?"

"What do you want to do?"

"What do you want, knocking on the door so early in the morning?"

There were three people who came, two men and one woman, all around fifty years old.

Hearing Fang Ziye's outburst, they exchanged glances for a moment, and then a burly middle-aged man closest to Fang Ziye hurriedly explained, "Professor Fang, I'm sorry."

"Did we disturb your rest? We'll come to visit you again later, so you can go and get some rest."

The three people on the other end clearly knew Fang Ziye and was aware of his temperament.

There must be a reason for Fang Ziye's sudden outburst.

"Let's not wait any longer, what exactly do you want?" Fang Ziye squinted.

"They knocked on the door for twenty minutes this early in the morning?"

"Just tell me directly," Fang Ziye said, his tone still impatient.

Regardless of the other party's intentions, unless they were calling Fang Ziye to request an emergency medical consultation to save his life, Fang Ziye thought the other party was mentally ill!

Instead of resting properly on the weekend, you come here to act crazy.

“Professor Fang, we are from the Kyoto Sanatorium! We have come to visit you in person because we have something important to discuss with you in detail. We hope you don’t mind.” The large, middle-aged man explained his purpose.

After he finished speaking, another middle-aged woman with a good figure smiled and said, "Professor Fang, I'm so sorry to bother you, but since you're already awake, why don't we come in and sit down? We can talk more in detail."

"We won't bother you again after we've finished talking."

"This is our task, we're really sorry!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye was angry, but he also knew that these people had come under orders.

The only thing to do was open the door and let the other person in.

"I just got up and haven't even had time to boil water yet. Please make yourselves at home. After we've finished chatting, you can go about your business, and I can go back to sleep."

"I only went to sleep at four o'clock, and you woke me up at seven forty. Please forgive me for not being in a particularly good mood to greet you." Fang Ziye's tone softened, but it was still stiff.

The three looked at each other, and upon hearing this, they immediately realized that they had come at the wrong time, and that their journey would likely be fruitless.

But since I've already bothered you, I doubt Fang Ziye would be happy to apologize and suggest we reschedule.

"Professor Fang, then I'll be frank. This time, we've truly come with sincerity."

"First, let me mention two key points."

"Firstly, Professor Fang, if you are willing to go to Kyoto, you can be directly assigned a Level 3 Chief Physician, a Level 2 Professor, and a Level 2 Researcher."

"In the fields of teaching and research, he is only slightly inferior to the academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and the Chinese Academy of Engineering in name only."

"Furthermore, Professor Fang, we can directly negotiate with Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Kyoto Third Hospital, and other institutions if you are willing to work at any of the teaching hospitals in Kyoto or take on clinical work at multiple teaching hospitals!"

"Secondly, Professor Fang, if you are willing to come to our sanatorium, we will provide you with a top-notch comprehensive surgical team that is among the best in the country."

"The team shall have no fewer than five professors and no fewer than ten associate professors or associate chief physicians."

"We will not assign any mandatory tasks to Professor Fang's team. You can pack up and take your entire team with you. We will arrange the personnel handover and their life in Kyoto!"

"In addition, Professor Fang, you can choose people from any organization in the country, and our sanatorium can try its best to recruit them to your team."

"During your research period, you will have priority access to our sanatorium's funding!!"

"But there is only one small requirement: I may need to complete several special patient care assignments at the sanatorium each month." The middle-aged woman's tone was neither fast nor slow, but very calm.

She spoke clearly and distinctly, each word reaching Fang Ziye's ears precisely.

The treatment she gave Fang Ziye far exceeded that of some other professors; even renowned professors would not receive such generous treatment.

Compared to the talent recruitment policies offered by some prefecture-level cities in China, the conditions she proposed would make even a Nobel laureate want to cry, feeling that he had finally met a wise ruler.

Fang Ziye listened carefully, but he was most concerned about the last point.

He took a deep breath and said calmly, "Excuse me, have you all finished speaking? If you have, you can leave now, or I can go and boil some water and make you some tea!"

The middle-aged man, with a broad build and a square face, was very perceptive: "Professor Fang, you don't need to worry about any adverse effects on your medical work in our sanatorium."

“Our sanatorium is a designated sanatorium, and its technical level is higher than that of ordinary teaching hospitals. Even if some adverse factors occur during the treatment process, we will not be held responsible.”

"The professors and scholars working at our sanatorium are all admitted through a qualification system; those without the corresponding abilities cannot get in."

"Professor Fang, your expertise is evident to all. You don't need to worry that poor treatment results will cause you trouble."

"After all, everyone is human, even the leaders are human!"

"Everyone goes through birth, aging, sickness, and death; it's not as terrible as you imagine, Professor Fang. Besides, most of them are very easy to get along with."

"Even by working in the sanatorium, Professor Fang, you can convey your real experiences and thoughts to many leaders, bringing certain benefits to more colleagues and industry professionals."

The people who came were all very eloquent; their tone, rhythm, and content were all very pleasant to listen to.

The only one who hadn't spoken lowered his eyelids slightly and said, "Professor Fang, and we can also assure you that with your current scientific achievements, becoming an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences or the Chinese Academy of Engineering is a sure thing."

"You have the necessary experience and achievements to convince your peers in the industry. We have the resources to make it easy for you to reach that point."

These words made Fang Ziye's eyes twitch.

It has to be said, the conditions offered are incredibly favorable.

Whichever one it is, it's more than ten times better than the previously promised talent introduction fees, household registration, housing, and license plates!
"Thank you for your recognition, but everyone has their own ambitions."

"I don't want to consider a job transfer at the moment, and I'm a bit tired right now and I really need to rest, so please forgive my lack of hospitality."

“I didn’t get back until almost 4 a.m., and I had only slept for less than four hours when you knocked on the door…”

"I apologize, leaders," Fang Ziye said politely, bowing slightly.

The people who came were all respectable individuals, and they looked regretful upon hearing this.

All three of them stood up very quickly, accepted Fang Ziye's order to leave, but still shook hands with Fang Ziye very politely.

"Professor Fang, I apologize for bothering you so abruptly, and I regret that we didn't consider the timing of our visit. We thought it was the weekend, so we arrived a little early..."

"However, regardless of whether Professor Fang agrees or not, the promises and treatment we have given you are what you deserve."

"Your professional skills and research capabilities make you a VIP at our sanatorium."

"If you have some free time in the future, you might consider coming to our sanatorium for a consultation once or twice, just as if you were visiting Kyoto."

"Is this request too much?" the middle-aged woman asked with a smile and sincere eyes.

Fang Ziye was taken aback when he heard this, and then he realized that they knew they couldn't persuade him, so the latter was actually their real purpose.

Moreover, the purpose of their actions was very clear: to serve a select few individuals.

It was just an empty invitation for a consultation, and Fang Ziye seemed to have no reason not to accept it.

"If I have the time and the opportunity is right, I will consider it."

"Thank you for your invitation," Fang Ziye said.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man with a square face said, "Professor Fang, we are truly very sincere!"

"And please rest assured, Professor Fang, we may not be able to completely smooth out the wrinkles we've caused before, but we will do our best to make amends!"

"Professor Fang, please get some rest... If we have the chance, we'll meet again. We apologize again for our intrusion. We'll be leaving now..."

After shaking hands and exchanging words, the square-faced middle-aged man left very decisively.

After the others left, Fang Ziye still felt like he was in a dream, wondering if he hadn't woken up yet.

Of course, after calming down, Fang Ziye still felt that he might have underestimated the research he was working on, and underestimated how it could drive some people crazy...

Especially the elderly! (End of Chapter)