Chapter 160

When Fang Ziye received the dinner invitation notice from Director Zhang Mingcan and the others, he unexpectedly discovered a small secret.

That was, the experimental results produced by Guan Hongming and Du Hai, at first glance he felt a bit ball-aching, but looking closely.

Knowledge points +6.1 on the spot! ~

Good fellow, at that moment, Fang Ziye was shocked.

You have to know, the several surgeries I performed today, the total knowledge points gained were only a dozen or so points, the most was the one surgery where I was lead surgeon, aside from the suturing operation being assigned to Resident Physician Huang Yunxiao, most of it was done personally by Fang Ziye.

But even so, it only yielded about 20 knowledge points.

Here looking at an image, directly increased 6.1 knowledge points.

However, upon careful deliberation, Fang Ziye discovered again, nothing wrong with it.

The results accumulated from an erroneous experimental protocol are trial-and-error costs, but they equally directly proved the impossibility of such a messy splicing of experimental techniques, which is a new kind of cognition.

Because if Fang Ziye didn't misread, through this quantitative measurement result, it's possible the measured object wasn't even identified correctly……

Just, whether the reagents in the process were erroneous, Fang Ziye didn't examine as carefully as reading a Western blot, so he didn't comment in detail, after all this was the experimental protocol Du Hai himself designed after deep thought, the one who understands and is most familiar with it is himself.

But the current this result.

Using the two words "ball-aching" to describe it would be more appropriate.

However, Guan Hongming and Du Hai these two people, were instead unfazed, lightly sighed a breath, then directly threw the culture dish away, truly rich and imposing.

And still shyly looked at Fang Ziye, slightly embarrassed: "Senior Brother Fang, letting you see a joke."

"It's okay, failure is a common thing, just take it slow in the future." Fang Ziye felt, to solve these two junior fellows' problems, absolutely cannot be accomplished in a single day.

He stood up, took off his gloves, then walked toward the sink: "Go go go, Director Zhang is calling for dinner in the group chat, let's go eat together……"

Du Hai then said: "Senior Brother, in the future hope you can give more guidance, here, to do experiments on our own, is too difficult."

"But me and Junior Brother are still considered relatively diligent, this point Senior Brother Fang rest assured, we guarantee twenty hours on call anytime, four hours fragmented sleep."

Du Hai also mischievously blinked his eyelids at Fang Ziye, not properly saying sleep but insisting on saying fragmented sleep, parsing words pedantically.

"That's not necessary, guaranteeing sufficient sleep is the key to doing good work."

"Also need to exercise." Fang Ziye looked at these two young men younger than himself, having become like this, also couldn't help feeling a sigh of lament.

Perhaps it's fate, but meeting is destiny.

These two gave Fang Ziye a pretty good impression, if they are willing to work hard themselves, I won't refuse spending a dozen or twenty minutes or an hour every day giving some guidance.

But for me to do experiments for them, they haven't reached that level yet, this is Fang Ziye's most genuine inner thought.

The meal was relatively more formal.

The people who came weren't few either, in the department, except for the duty doctors, basically everyone arrived.

Formed two large round tables.

Among them ah, Senior Brother Wu Xuanqi was also at the seating, but right now he was exchanging pleasantries with Director Zhang Mingcan and the others on one hand, while saying: "Tonight drinking I can't drink, later going back still have matters, and also drove."

"Director Zhang and Director Qiu you all enjoy yourselves."

Wu Xuanqi's height was slightly taller than Fang Ziye, appearance still considered quite handsome, build quite upright, thinner than Fang Ziye, the whole person's temperament steady and magnanimous, more exquisite than Fang Ziye by a lot.

However, Fang Ziye carefully appraised, felt this Senior Brother Wu Xuanqi's body, lacked a share of scholarly air, more was a kind of heaviness after reading quite a lot of human relations and worldly wisdom.

Speaking tone comparatively deep and mature.

Amidst banter, also responded with ease.

Fang Ziye didn't join in, honestly sat next to Director Wu Guo Nan and Director Xue Tao, just waiting for the meal to start.

Zhang Mingcan then said regretfully: "That truly is too bad, Doctor Wu your alcohol tolerance is extremely good. Without you drinking, our department's Doctor Fang also finds it hard to enjoy himself."

Zhang Mingcan shifted the topic over.

Wu Xuanqi hearing this then looked toward Fang Ziye's direction, licked his lips and said: "Good food doesn't fear being late, next time definitely must find Ziye for a heart-to-heart talk, in the future there will be plenty of opportunities."

"No rush. You're right, aren't you, Ziye."

Fang Ziye then stood up: "Senior Brother Wu, I also don't really know how to drink, but will definitely do my best."

"Phone and WeChat keep in touch often." Wu Xuanqi naturally smiled, made a phone gesture at his ear.

However, although Wu Xuanqi said not drinking, Director Zhang Mingcan still very proactively poured and fed him a cup of two liang.

Cups crossed, reciprocating toasts, Wu Xuanqi all responded with ease.

Fang Ziye although also occasionally said a sentence or two, also wasn't particularly suited to this kind of atmosphere, after all unfamiliar with people and place, so didn't really show himself.

Fang Ziye also only drank two liang, then said no matter what didn't dare drink anymore.

Used his palm to cover his own wine glass, apologetically said: "Tao Ge, really can't, I just arrived, everyone unfamiliar, if you want to see me make a fool of myself, I might still be a bit shy."

"Please spare me this one chance to save face?"

Fang Ziye slightly bowed, extremely humble.

As the saying goes, an outstretched hand doesn't hit a smiling face, Fang Ziye having said it like this, Xue Tao then went to toast and pour for others……

When the drinking party neared its end, Zhang Mingcan and several people also all slightly flushed, estimated they were also in position.

And right at this time, Wu Xuanqi for some reason directly took the opportunity to say a sentence to Zhang Mingcan: "Director Zhang, I'll borrow your Doctor Fang for a bit."

"Okay okay okay." Zhang Mingcan might not have even realized what Wu Xuanqi meant.

But once Zhang Mingcan loosened his mouth, Wu Xuanqi directly pulled Fang Ziye away. And directly went downstairs from the restaurant.

Reached downstairs, Fang Ziye then saw, standing opposite Wu Xuanqi, eyebrows average density but arc very good, nose very straight, shoulders very upright, estimated at muscle level, can't compare to myself.

"Senior Brother Wu. Thanks."

"I'm not too adapted to this kind of occasion." Fang Ziye said.

Wu Xuanqi then nodded: "Could tell, Ziye you're only suited for pure scholarship, this point, from your temperament, can be seen."

"Of course, I'm also very willing to make brothers with someone like you."

"Truth be told ah, I indeed have business finding you, me this person, just slightly a bit socially confident and shameless."

"For me, currently on the basic research level, is a relatively large shortcoming, this relates to my personal experience, if Ziye you have time, I truly want to learn from you for a period of time."

"Come over by my car. One of my teachers asked me to bring you something." Wu Xuanqi said, then walked toward the parking lot nearby.

"Is it Director Huang?" Fang Ziye followed.

"Mm-hmm, it's Director Huang. He had me share my notes with you — said you've got pretty good talent for closed reduction too. We can exchange ideas more when we have time." Wu Xuanqi didn't explain much.

Fang Ziye thanked him, then retrieved a rather heavy bag from the back seat of Wu Xuanqi's Audi. Inside, besides a notebook, there was also a USB drive.

After reading it, Fang Ziye's heart immediately tightened.

Before he could speak, Wu Xuanqi said: "Ziye, don't rush to refuse. Your name — I didn't hear it from Director Zhang, but from my fellow trainee."

"Song Yi — ring a bell?"

"Elder Brother! ~" Fang Ziye blurted out.

How could he not remember? He was a brother from the same Professional Special Plan cohort who passed the Zhongnan Hospital assessment — extremely strong professional talent.

"Just knowing is enough. Don't be on guard."

"Teacher Deng Yong has shown me absolute grace of recognition. In my heart, I've always treated him as a Person of Gratitude. You might not understand my words now, but you can ask Professor Deng anytime."

"I'm completely open about this. So I see you as my fellow trainee too — I won't scheme against you. But I'm willing to be on good terms with you and your brothers."

"Truth is, our young generation — from Professor Deng's generation and my Master's generation — basically don't carry the old generation's grudges anymore."

"Their grudges are relics of the era, they should've scattered with the wind long ago..." Wu Xuanqi seemed to be hinting at something to Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye looked confused: "Huh?"

"Not knowing is better." Wu Xuanqi was quite happy to see Fang Ziye's expression.

Finished speaking, he shoved the bag into Fang Ziye's arms, turned, and prepared to hail a cab.

"Ziye, you're also from Enshi. Do you know Enshi Central Hospital?" Wu Xuanqi asked.

Fang Ziye was his fellow townsman; he'd naturally look out for him a bit.

"Some, but not much." Fang Ziye replied.

"Mm, alright. Anyway I've been in Enshi longer than you — anything you don't understand, you can ask me, professional questions included. As for some other things, it's inconvenient to disclose." Wu Xuanqi stopped mid-sentence, as if trying to spark Fang Ziye's curiosity.

But Fang Ziye wasn't curious about these things; he nodded perfunctorily with a smile.

After seeing Wu Xuanqi off, Fang Ziye carried the bag back to the laboratory and continued writing his paper.

That drinking gathering — he wasn't going over there foolishly again. Even if Zhang Mingcan and the others didn't find him afterward, he could just say he got drunk.

Fang Ziye reached the lab, packed up his things, returned to his rented house, and continued his paper-writing endeavor.

Organizing today's gains: nearly 30 Knowledge Points — still slightly more than the 20-odd points per day in the lab.

And if Senior Brother Qian Qiaofeng and the others send more images later, the Knowledge Point yield would hit fifty points — a Level 3 Skill after all.

Doing his own thing, not arrogant, not perverse — that's what Fang Ziye felt he should do most. Honest, steady, low-key development is the surest path.

Naturally, through pondering Wu Xuanqi's request, Fang Ziye also thought of something.

That is, this era is really much like what Master described — no longer an era where professional skill alone can carve out a world.

One could say doing research is just a dream, empty illusion — but you cannot be without a dream.

After writing for about three hours, Fang Ziye stopped — waiting for Luo Tingzhu the simpleton to go eat and share her "delicacies," while examining the USB drive Wu Xuanqi gave him.

Opening it, he discovered many categorized folders inside.

Inside, besides various categorized operations for Trauma Surgery, there were also theoretical materials — including but not limited to basic theoretical understanding of closed reduction.

Fang Ziye opened the closed reduction section, a self-organized item, and his whole being was shaken.

This was Wu Xuanqi, through his own understanding of Traditional Chinese Medicine combined with his knowledge of Modern Medicine, re-sorting and re-classifying the classification of all fractures throughout the body and their closed reduction indications.

And these things, Wu Xuanqi just generously delivered them right to Fang Ziye's door.

Only saying one last sentence.

"This is my clinical project summary achievement — do not circulate externally."

This grand gift directly made Fang Ziye panic; he immediately called Professor Deng Yong that very night.

Fang Ziye rarely took the initiative to directly call a Big Boss like Professor Deng Yong. When he had things he didn't understand, he'd ask Yuan Weihong, his first Master, first.

But Wu Xuanqi said he was familiar with Professor Deng Yong, and Fang Ziye couldn't gauge it — and his own Master couldn't gauge it either. Being Professor Deng's student himself, he naturally sought guidance.

However, Professor Deng was already about to sleep; he answered drowsily and didn't blame him.

After hearing Fang Ziye's request for guidance, he laughed: "It's Xiao Wu — then it's fine."

"This Xiao Wu is also an extremely gifted batch. Put it this way: if you want to vie for the number one in Trauma Surgery in the province in your era, your biggest rival and friend will be him."

"Of course, rival can also be friend. This Xiao Wu is obviously much bolder than you. His initiative in seeking guidance is quite good, and he's a decent person too."

"Worth associating with."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye agreed first, then subtly mentioned that Song Yi was also in Enshi, doing a clinical project with Wu Xuanqi.

This was Wu Xuanqi who proactively told Fang Ziye.

Deng Yong fell silent a moment, then replied: "Mm, that he has such good development — I'm happy for him too."

"But these two words 'fate' — they're indescribably subtle; everyone has their own understanding."

"Little Fang, you must not generate hatred because of his choice and my experience — that would be narrow-minded."

"Also, I'll tell you one more thing: at your hospital, Zhang Mingcan — he's a person with quite some ideas. You can pay more attention to him."

"I can't intervene further. After all, you being let out now is also a form of tempering."

"Thank you, Master. I'll remember." Fang Ziye felt that perhaps Deng Yong knew Zhang Mingcan's face but not his heart — but there was no need to argue.

When certain things are encountered later, drawing conclusions won't be late.

After chatting a few more casual sentences, Fang Ziye stopped disturbing Professor Deng Yong, hung up, and first sent the edited portion of his paper to the small work group to report progress.

At the same time observing and examining the other two fellow trainees' progress, and saying a few more words.

Luo Tingzhu really shared a set of images over.

Food photos, and more experimental result photos.

The sheer quantity made Fang Ziye's eyes nearly turn into rabbits again.

"Sour La Fen, is it authentic?" Fang Ziye looked at the Sour La Fen Luo Tingzhu had bought from who knows where and asked.

"Not bad, the taste is okay."

"Just that the vinegar isn't good enough."

"Senior Brother, my manuscript is finished, want to take a look?" Luo Tingzhu asked Fang Ziye if it was convenient.

Fang Ziye just said: "Mm, okay, my two Masters' meaning is, Tingzhu you're the same as Jie Han and them, you're co-second author."

Fang Ziye also explained the manuscript's authorship arrangement to Luo Tingzhu.

Speaking of it, this time, Fang Ziye felt he was really going to make a killing.

Deng Yong's Research Group, a paper headed by Wang Yuanqi and others, Fang Ziye can hang a co-first author; at the same time, Hong Zili Associate Professor's group has a major paper, Fang Ziye can hang a co-first author, and a minor paper, roughly eight points, was directly given to Fang Ziye as independent first author.

Although, Hong Zili Associate Professor's soon-to-be-finished paper might only be submitted to a sixteen or seventeen point journal.

But, under this kind of irrigation, Fang Ziye suddenly discovered that his research depth accumulation had broken through a lot at once, although much of it is shared.

But at least in quantity and quality, it's in a completely solid state.

And this isn't deification, it's all fought out by himself.

Three research groups, he participated in all of them, and this is the benefit a Level 4 Basic Experimental Operation Skill brought him.

Once all three papers are finished and published, it can be said that even if Fang Ziye's current professional ability doesn't improve at all, he can freely choose to enter any top-tier hospital nationwide!

Naturally, the precipitation of this process is extremely long.

Since December last year, Fang Ziye has been doing experiments immersively, and his speed was fast enough to achieve in one or two months the accumulation of another group's one or two years.

Mood is pretty good.

Fang Ziye just said: "I'm going to sleep now, dog head save life."

"Tomorrow morning, before you haven't slept yet, chat with you again."

"Okay! ~" Luo Tingzhu obediently listened and sent over a side-face photo.

Fang Ziye also took a selfie, sent a thin blanket covering body, messy angle image over.

Luo Tingzhu finished reading, pursed her lips: "Your angle found is don't be ugly too tricky."

"Is that so? I think it's fine? No matter how ugly, after all the good-looking foundation is here." Fang Ziye said somewhat narcissistically.

"Seems like it too." Luo Tingzhu obediently replied.

Fang Ziye then sent over a head pat expression.

……

Next day, is Monday workday.

This day, Zhang Mingcan didn't look for Fang Ziye, but Hong Du Lao Zhuren Physician opened his mouth: "Wu Director, today I need to borrow a person from you guys, it's Xiao Fang."

"Our group's patient volume clearing speed is a bit slow, you see if suitable?"

Wu Guo Nan hearing this, immediately nodded: "Hong Director, it's fine."

"Xiao Fang, then today you follow Hong Director?" Wu Guo Nan didn't even have the thought to refute or hesitate, as if extremely respectful to Hong Du.

Fang Ziye guessed at once that Hong Du Lao Zhuren also wanted to solve a batch of patients through closed reduction, this is a large amount of knowledge points, naturally impossible to disagree.

But just, Fang Ziye didn't know how Hong Du Lao Zhuren would arrange it.

(Chapter End)