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"They've put it aside and aren't going to do it anymore? Fang Ziye said it himself?" Liao Jia instinctively became a little irritable after hearing the message.

"Yes, Professor Liao, Professor Fang also said that you should go over there as soon as possible to Dr. Nie Mingxian's laboratory," the staff member muttered after replying.

"We've been preparing for so long, and Professor Fang just says he's not going to do it anymore. Isn't that a bit disrespectful?"

Liao Jia was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then, realizing what was happening, she quickly took off her gloves and protective suit.

Wang Ou was older, so he was a bit slower than Liao Jia. After Liao Jia finished taking off his clothes, he asked incredulously, "Liao Jia, did they actually manage to do something?"

"this…"

Wang Ou felt a little numb all over. What kind of monsters and demons were these people?

Fang Ziye's thinking is unconventional, he has many ideas, and he is incredibly skilled. But how come the other people in Fang Ziye's team are all so extraordinary?
If that's really the case, then it's not hard to understand why Fang Ziye is so accomplished at such a young age.

"I don't know, we'll have to go and see for ourselves."

"If they can actually bring some surprises over there, then all the effort we've put in here will have been for nothing." Liao Jia's tone began to soften.

Upon hearing that Fang Ziye had turned and left, disregarding his efforts of the past few hours, Liao Jia was undoubtedly upset.

However, different patients in clinical practice have varying degrees of severity and urgency, just as research tasks also vary in importance.

The progress of the project over there is more critical!

"Don't accept it yet, we might come back later!" Liao Jia instructed.

When Liao Jia and Wang Ou arrived at Nie Mingxian's laboratory, Fang Ziye, Hu Qingyuan, Song Yi, and others were gathered in front of a platform that had nothing to do with the medical field, on which was placed a very thin electrode sheet.

The electrode sheet is extremely small in size.

However, at this moment, Fang Ziye frowned and said, "The electrode pads developed by the United States are mainly composed of a silk substrate, an ultra-thin plastic layer, and a thin metal electrode. They can fit tightly to the curvature of the brain and accurately monitor brain cell activity."

"Compared to their materials, the quality of ours is still not quite up to par!"

Upon hearing this, Liao Jia's eyes flashed, and he asked in return, "Leaving aside the materials for now, how's the differentiation of the signal pathway going?"

Nie Mingxian didn't answer Liao Jia, but looked at Fang Ziye and said, "Ziye, I have consulted many experts in materials science. This batch is currently the best material in China that can be used in living organisms."

"The rest are still under development, and importing those electrode materials from abroad would be very tricky and troublesome."

Fang Ziye ignored Liao Jia: "Even if it's troublesome or difficult, we have to find a way to get our hands on it!"

"This kind of thing will eventually be used on humans, and it will even enter the patient's spinal cord, so we can't be careless!"

"We can't settle for less. I'll contact some senior colleagues later and see if they can find a way to get the relevant materials from abroad."

"If it's just materials, not core technology, it shouldn't be too difficult!"

The research project on spinal cord injury is already extremely difficult. If even the best materials cannot be obtained in this project, the final result will definitely be compromised.

Such a challenging topic should not have its final result affected by the materials provided.

Fang Ziye then looked at Liao Jia and said, "Only when the new materials arrive will our thinking change to some extent."

"As of now, we have tried our best to make the electrode sheet of this material as perfect as possible. The idea is correct; the problem lies with the material itself!"

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, a cold sneer suddenly came from the crowd: "I thought there was a major breakthrough over here, but they just gave up over there... It's just an idea."

In the laboratory, you could hear a pin drop.

So even though his voice was very soft and quiet, it still reached everyone's ears precisely.

Liao Jia, Nie Mingxian, Wang Ou, and the others all glared angrily, but before they could speak, Fang Ziye pointed at the laboratory staff member and said, "I've said it before, we're all just human beings."

“When we do research, we make progress little by little. There are no big leaps or leaps in one step. It’s all accumulated bit by bit.”

"So please treat me and all of us as one person, and don't mythologize us, thank you!"

"Furthermore, you can say these things to my face next time, instead of muttering them in private."

"Third, if you can do it, then do it. If you can't, you can apply to be transferred out of our team. I won't go to your leader anymore. You'd better take care of yourself."

Professor Wang Ou, who had been ignored before, found it amusing: "Professor Fang, why are you arguing with him? If you don't like him, just replace him. What does he know about scientific research?"

"If they don't even understand service, how can they understand scientific research?"

Wang Ou's temper was not as easygoing as Fang Ziye's. She walked into the crowd and pulled the young man out: "If you're so capable, you do it. Just tell us what our next step is?"

"We'll all listen to you, we'll all work for you, and you can give us guidance, okay?"

The young man clearly hadn't expected to be singled out and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, Professor Wang, I didn't mean anything by it."

Wang Ou said, "I know you didn't mean anything by it, and I didn't mean anything by it either. Just leave our research group's project and go make your fortune elsewhere! Do your big projects and lead your teams."

"Professor Wang, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I apologize to Professor Fang." The young man immediately found the key point and used it to make amends.

"Sorry, doing research is a long-term endeavor that requires a lot of hard work. During this period, anyone who is pessimistic should get lost, so as not to disturb everyone's morale."

"You're an adult, do you think admitting your mistake will help?"

“I didn’t ask you to resign. I’ll talk to your boss and ask him to just give you a different position, not fire you.” Wang Ou finished speaking and took a deep breath.

Then he looked at Fang Ziye and said, "Professor Fang, Dr. Nie, please continue. There are still many details that need to be worked out."

"Dr. Liao and I used the materials there as practice materials!"

"No rush, push it slowly..."

Wang Ou then patted the young man on the shoulder: "Let's go, let's go over there."

The young man's face darkened slightly, but seeing Wang Ou's expression, he knew there was no possibility of negotiation.

For biotech companies, senior professors in every hospital are very important clients; in the company, the client is the boss.

Compared to Professor Wang Ou, firing him would obviously be more cost-effective.

Wang Ou's stance was already made up; further discussion was pointless. He needed to quickly report this to his superior.

After leaving the room, Professor Wang Ou turned to the young man and said, "Don't be angry. Our research project is too difficult, so we can't tolerate anyone stirring up trouble here."

"No matter who it is, we must handle this internally!"

"If there's an opportunity, let's work together again next time, okay? Because we can't afford to gamble on any more possibilities."

"As you know, our team hasn't made any progress for a long time."

The young man was gently slapping himself in the face. This lucrative job was gone because of a single sentence he had uttered.

……

"Ziye, CC composite materials, is there any chance of applying them here?" Nie Mingxian suggested haphazardly, as if trying anything at the last minute.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "I'm afraid that won't work. The CC material developed by Professor Zhang Yue's team at West China Hospital is intended to be used as an internal fixation device for steel plates."

"After it completes its internal fixation task, it can be absorbed by the human body."

"These electrode sheets require more stable materials. If they are absorbed over time, wouldn't that be disastrous?"

"Therefore, we must find materials with extremely high stability."

"Moreover, this material not only needs to be highly stable, but also very precise; it must convert electrical signals with extremely high accuracy..."

"Actually, our current design of parallel signal paths is not a big problem. The difficulty lies in finding a real-world carrier."

"Currently, those in vivo electrode pads from overseas are only in the research and development stage. You definitely can't get them by directly asking other teams, which is quite troublesome..."

After hearing this, Song Yi asked, "Fang Ziye, since this material cannot be used in the human body, can we use it as practice material for inserting it into the spinal cord?"

"Although it's a bit bigger now and the signal transduction isn't as precise, it should be good for practicing the operation."

Fang Ziye nodded upon hearing this, but then narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Brother Yi, do you really think our team is some kind of big spender with unlimited research funds?"

"Do you know how much that rabbit model costs?" Fang Ziye looked at Song Yi with a half-smile.

Song Yi fell silent.

Although, when conducting experiments, no one cared about the cost of the rabbit models.

But it would be too extravagant to use a rabbit model just for practice.

Currently, it costs at least four thousand yuan to purchase a domestic rabbit and successfully build a model of it.

This does not include the labor costs incurred by Liao Jia and others.

Of course, Fang Ziye added, "Of course, it's no problem for us to try a few less to practice. According to my estimate, we will only have about twenty practice opportunities in the early stages."

"We still need to use it sparingly."

Song Yi's eyes lit up: "That's good too."

Song Yi didn't handle funding and had never been in contact with the research group's funds, but Nie Mingxian did: "Ziye, is it really okay to waste money like this?"

"If we don't waste it now, we'll still need to practice later, it's just a little earlier."

Fang Ziye breathed a sigh of relief: "Technical learning is also a category of research funding, just a normal expense."

Then, Fang Ziye praised, "Brother Nie, it has to be you. You're the expert when it comes to improving machinery."

Seeing that everyone else had left, Nie Mingxian said in a low voice, "There are no outsiders here, so there's no need for this mutual flattery."

"While I'm not bad either, I'm not as good as you make me out to be."

Nie Mingxian crossed his arms and said, "Ziye, do you really know nothing about this field?"

Nie Mingxian found it strange that Fang Ziye, whose theories were so strong, had not been involved at all in the improvement of the micro-circulatory instrument and the current electrode design.

Fang Ziye replied frankly, "Brother Nie, does a chef who can't grow vegetables deserve to be bad at cooking?"

"I know absolutely nothing about instrument design and disassembly. If you asked me to learn it from scratch, I wouldn't be able to keep up!"

"Not everyone is like you, having the experience of disassembling a full-body circulation device while in school."

Upon hearing this, Nie Mingxian blushed slightly: "Back then, my master doted on me. It just so happened that a piece of equipment in the hospital broke down, so I asked my master to contact the company. I went to the company's repair department for a while, and that's how the rest came about..."

"But since I was little, I've liked to take apart the appliances at home and play with things like remote controls."

"I never thought that this kind of non-medical skill could be so useful."

Fang Ziye smiled and said, "There are 360 ​​professions, and every profession can produce an expert. In fact, every industry can be connected with medicine, and medicine can also be connected with other disciplines."

"I recently discovered a whole new field while watching short videos: if we quit being doctors, could we pick out the fat from a slice of beef?"

Nie Mingxian knew that Fang Ziye was trying to build him up psychologically, and it was inevitable that he would feel excited and then disappointed. In fact, Nie Mingxian was not that sensitive.

"That should be an opportunity. My master said we could go and remove the trachea from pigs and cows, and cut it into the kind of cuts that only the wealthy in Shanghai can afford. It should be quite profitable..."

After talking with Nie Mingxian for nearly half an hour, Fang Ziye took Hu Qingyuan and Song Yi away separately, leaving Nie Mingxian to continue collecting data with the laboratory staff.

After entering a small office, Song Yi thoughtfully looked Hu Qingyuan up and down. After considering it carefully for a while, he smiled and said, "Fang Ziye, you've really taken on a good student."

"Hu Qingyuan's operational talent is the highest I have ever seen, at least one level higher than Lan Tianluo and the others."

Hu Qingyuan is very talented, but he is still a newcomer. He is currently only a first-year master's student. He can be expected to surpass Song Yi in the future, but for now he is still a junior.

He said politely, "Teacher Song, I just play games, and I'm still pretty bad at it."

"I hope you will continue to guide me, Professor Song."

Hu Qingyuan served coffee to the two of them while politely returning their smiles.

"If you want to learn how to operate this thing, your master can take care of your learning path for a lifetime. If you come to me to learn, you're taking the long way around."

"However, if you have time, we can look up information about electrical signal transduction together and then delve deeper into the transduction of biological signals in the spinal cord."

"Your master and Professor Liao Jia are working on saving the pathways, Brother Nie Mingxian is currently working on widening the pathways, and what I'm doing is actually finely differentiating the signals!"

"But before that, we first need to understand signal transduction more deeply. Our current understanding of the spinal cord is still too broad. We have only located the visible nerve roots and the gray and white matter regions within the spinal cord, and we have not yet touched on the electrical pathways."

Hu Qingyuan placed the black coffee in front of Song Yi and said, "Professor Song, I can be your notebook. My theoretical knowledge is still far too lacking."

"Simply memorizing theories is not enough; even in terms of memorization, I still lack a lot of experience."

“If I wait until I grow up, the timeline will be too long. I’ve decided to follow the operational priority route that my mentor arranged for me.”

"I'll practice the controls first!"

Fang Ziye positioned Hu Qingyuan as his first-in-line successor in clinical surgical skills, even surpassing Lan Tianluo, who now ranked behind Hu Qingyuan. Everyone has their own talents and strengths; Lan Tianluo was actually more adept at data analysis—

"Da da da!"

As the group was talking, there was a knock on the door of the small office.

Hu Qingyuan pushed the door open: "Who is it?"

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, Hu Qingyuan's tone immediately became hurried and surprised: "You, who are you? Senior Brother Li Mengchao?"

Li Mengchao was taken aback upon hearing this, then squinted at Hu Qingyuan: "Hello, I am Li Mengchao, and you are?"

After asking the question, Li Mengchao saw Fang Ziye stand up.

Fang Ziye gave Song Yi a look, and Song Yi knew that Li Mengchao, a gastrointestinal surgeon, was Fang Ziye's prey, and that he had mentioned him many times within the small team.

"Dr. Li, this is my student, Hu Qingyuan, and this is my classmate, Song Yi." Fang Ziye walked towards the door, knowing that simply having Hu Qingyuan deal with Li Mengchao was not enough.

Li Mengchao hurriedly said, "Hello Professor Fang, hello Dr. Hu, hello Teacher Song."

Li Mengchao was unsure of Song Yi's identity, so he addressed him as "teacher".

Song Yi said, "I just graduated with my doctorate this year, so I should be one or two years older than you. You can call me Song Yi or Brother Yi, no need to call me teacher."

"Dr. Li, what are you doing here so late?" Fang Ziye asked.

Li Mengchao is Professor Xiong Bin's doctoral student in gastrointestinal surgery. Although Xiong Bin had a previous unpleasant experience with Fang Ziye, Fang Ziye would not hold a grudge against Li Mengchao because of it.

Li Mengchao said, "Professor Fang, it's like this, my master told me..."

Li Mengchao explained his purpose: his teacher, Xiong Bin, felt that he wasn't participating enough in the team, so he invited his PhD student, Li Mengchao, to stay there permanently.

If he can gain more influence in this research project, his name will appear earlier in future publications, which will enhance the prestige of his team.

Li Mengchao has been here for five days, but he has been hovering on the periphery and has not yet reported to Fang Ziye.

Hearing today that Fang Ziye is still in the lab, Li Mengchao felt that Fang Ziye hadn't come to see him because he was Professor Fang, and he was just Dr. Li Mengchao; he couldn't just wait for Fang Ziye to single him out...

"No problem at all. Since Professor Xiong Bin has already made the arrangements, Dr. Li, you can come anytime."

"Professor Xiong should have already registered you, right? You have your own ID card, right?" Fang Ziye asked.

Li Mengchao is a professional doctoral student who has returned from studying abroad and completed his training as a senior resident. He is now about to enter his third year of doctoral studies and all that is left is to write his dissertation.

However, during the doctoral period, if you are only aiming to graduate, you only need to write a good dissertation and meet the general graduation requirements. But if you want to stay in the hospital, you will need to do more.

Clearly, Xiong Bin had high hopes for Li Mengchao, so he sent him here to gain experience.

"I've got it! Professor Fang." Li Mengchao raised his eyelids to look at Fang Ziye, his voice slightly low.

Although many people in the gastrointestinal surgery department call him a genius, Li Mengchao knows that even with his genius, he is not yet qualified to have a face-to-face conversation with Fang Ziye.

Neither their own technical expertise nor their research experience can compare to the tip of the iceberg in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.

Therefore, even though Fang Ziye is only the same age as him, he should still be humble and low-key.

If Fang Ziye's technology and research background are far superior to mine, and I still pretend to be 'arrogant' in front of him, then that's not confidence, that's ignorance!

After a few days, Li Mengchao found the place too leisurely and said, "Professor Fang, it's like this, I've been in the research group for five days now, but I've found that what we in the gastrointestinal surgery department can do seems to be very limited."

"I wonder if Professor Fang has any other plans?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye said with a half-smile, "Dr. Li, not yet. The scope of our current research is still limited to the spinal cord and has not yet expanded to urology, gastrointestinal surgery, or orthopedics."

"The pathways haven't even been activated yet, so how can we talk about optimizing specific local functions?"

"Currently, urology, orthopedics, hand surgery, and gastrointestinal surgery are all collecting specific data to accurately assess the functional levels of various aspects under the current treatment plan."

Li Mengchao felt a little disappointed again, but this was within his expectations.

Just like how he wouldn't pay special attention to a genius junior in his first year of graduate school, he was just a junior with a little talent in front of Fang Ziye.

Li Mengchao then suggested, "Professor Fang, it's like this, some of the animal models in our research group are discarded after treatment is completed and follow-up is conducted for a long time."

"Could you allocate some of these abandoned rabbits to our gastrointestinal surgery department? I'd like to perform live dissections on them to observe the atrophy of their intestines and the muscles related to defecation."

Fang Ziye listened with slight doubt: "Don't you have someone in your gastrointestinal surgery department who is collecting this data?"

Li Mengchao's eyes flickered: "Professor Fang, it's Director Yang's students who are doing the data collection, but I think what they've collected is too crude."

"And when I offered suggestions, they felt they were a bit too..."

"So, I'd like to ask Professor Fang if I could proactively request a small batch of models to conduct data collection in a separate group, if such data would better meet the needs of the research group?"

Li Mengchao took a deep breath: "I don't think they need to waste resources."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye and Song Yi exchanged a glance and secretly took a breath.

Li Mengchao is quite a man of courage.

Professor Yang Guoliang is the director of the Department of Gastrointestinal Surgery, while Professor Xiong Bin is just a group professor in the department.

Given this background, Li Mengchao actually considered kicking Yang Guoliang's students out of the team, thinking they weren't very professional.

This either means they are truly very capable, or they are extremely jealous.

It's quite obvious that Li Mengchao dared to make such a move, most likely because it was the former.

However, the person who can act as the referee now is no longer Professor Xiong Bin, but Fang Ziye, the absolute leader of the research project.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye said, "Dr. Li, what if the data you collect is not as good as theirs?"

Upon hearing this, Li Mengchao smiled and said, "Then I'll learn from them?"

"Professor Fang, you may have misunderstood me. What I meant was, if I can collect better data, you must instruct them to follow my standards!"

Li Mengchao is intelligent and courageous, but he doesn't go to extremes.

Leaving others a way out is also leaving yourself a way out.

"Then go ahead, I'll let them know later. I'll give you one-fifth of the model slots, you can find someone to collect the data yourself, okay?"

"Moreover, you can talk to the urology and orthopedics departments about their models yourself, if you can get them to agree."

“You can get more models than Professor Yang’s students,” Fang Ziye suggested to Li Mengchao.

As expected, Li Mengchao cleverly understood Fang Ziye's meaning: "Then thank you for the authorization, Professor Fang."

“Professor Fang, you don’t need to tell my seniors and classmates about the number of models. I will go directly to talk to the teachers in orthopedics and urology.”

Fang Ziye nodded.

That's what he meant.

All the models will be assigned to orthopedic surgeons, urologists, and gastrointestinal surgeons.

In fact, the models distributed to all departments can be dissected separately without interfering with each other.

It was collected separately simply to be more rigorous.

If Li Mengchao were smart enough, after Fang Ziye said those words, he wouldn't think about the models that Professor Yang Guoliang's students were in charge of anymore.

To use one's own resources effectively is to know how to utilize them.

This is related to an individual's ability to shift their mindset, and not to any other talent.

"Would you like to come in and sit down? Shall we have a cup of coffee together?" Fang Ziye invited.

Li Mengchao shook his head and declined, "No need, no need, Professor Fang, I'll go find Professor Zhang Ziqian first..."

After Li Mengchao left, Song Yi asked, "Fang Ziye, why didn't you just tell Li Mengchao directly? I think with your current experience, you would be very competitive even if you directly competed with Professor Xiong Bin for the position."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye shook his head: "Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you."

"If I were to give Li Mengchao a two-way choice right now, then the current Li Mengchao would be just like Fang Ziye back then."

"Back then, I would have chosen to stay with my teacher, and Li Mengchao would very likely have chosen Professor Xiong Bin very decisively."

"But in reality, after a series of events, my current choice remains unchanged, although my position has changed slightly."

“I still follow my teacher, but at the same time, I am also a resident of the sanatorium; these two identities do not conflict…”

Upon hearing this, Song Yi immediately felt cheated. He pointed at Fang Ziye in astonishment and said angrily, "Then why did you give me a multiple-choice question?"

"Because you have your own ambitions, Yi-ge?" Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

“You and Li Mengchao are different.”

Song Yi's anger gradually subsided.

Fang Ziye continued his analysis: "Brother Yi, you came to Wuhan from the Third Hospital of Kyoto. Your relationship with Professor Duan Hong has been that of teacher and student for three years."

"Professor Duan Hong was not your first mentor."

“These identities and positions are different, and your experiences are also different…”

"Everyone makes different choices and has different thoughts due to their different personal experiences, right?"

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he took a deep breath: "If, during your master's studies, your master's supervisor valued your ideas highly and gave you enough freedom."

"Or if Professor Duan Hong also allows you to carry out your own ideas and thoughts in the research group, would you think about leaving?"

Song Yi fell silent.

Hu Qingyuan was diligently taking notes on the side, but he wasn't using a pen. With his photographic memory, he had created a memory corner for Fang Ziye's words!

Individualized, this label has become a memory anchor because it varies from person to person.

"Fang Ziye, I thought you were a very pure person who never played tricks on anyone. I never expected this!" Song Yi said, both amused and exasperated.

Fang Ziye picked up his coffee and gestured for Song Yi to clink glasses with him.

Song Yi did as instructed.

After taking a sip, Fang Ziye said, "Brother Yi, I'll pass on the words I just gave to that unknown big brother to you again."

"Not mythologizing a person and not belittling a person are both forms of respect for that person."

"I'm just a person. My philosophy is that as long as I don't use excessive means to do something, it's reasonable."

"Under those circumstances, it was a mutual agreement, and I would have seemed hypocritical if I hadn't given you a choice."

"In my opinion, Yi-ge, you would be better off coming to our side."

"Professor Duan's place, or Tongji Hospital, has a great research atmosphere, but it is also full of talented people."

"Therefore, when they have more options for research topics, they will weigh the pros and cons and choose the more cost-effective research direction to refine."

“Our team is different.”

Song Yi rolled his eyes and directly exposed Fang Ziye's lie, which was not a lie: "Your team is different because Fang Ziye, your skills are deep enough that no matter what I suggest, you can forcibly combine my ideas with your research topic."

"If you can pull off such inhumane methods as forcibly fabricating data to create coincidences, what else can't you do?"

Fang Ziye was speechless upon hearing this.

Song Yi continued, "Others may not know, but Professor Han Yuanxiao's paper in your department cannot fool highly professional people."

"The subsequent coincidences were all orchestrated by you, weren't they?"

"Senior Brother Wu Xuanqi and Senior Brother Long Yuan have specifically analyzed this matter!"

Fang Ziye then asked, "Song Yi, I now have very good reason to suspect that you are a spy planted by Wu Xuanqi and Teacher Duan Hong next to me."

Song Yi laughed and said, "So you only have suspicions? You don't have enough reasons!"

After Song Yi finished speaking, he lowered his voice and said, "Although it is true that forcing a coincidence to save someone does not conform to the authenticity of scientific research."

"But to be able to do that is truly amazing, and it's really great to be your teammate."

"We certainly cannot disregard research integrity, but if we make a mistake, we need someone to protect us to the greatest extent possible, even if it's plagiarism, it could be reversed!"

"Why aren't you trying to curry favor with such a powerful figure? What are you waiting for?"

"Fang Ziye, I admit I was a bit two-faced before, but I just wanted to get things done, and I'm not a heartless person!" (End of Chapter)