Chapter 166: Follower Hospitalized: Always About Philosophy (Seeking Subscription)

Everyone in the group was busy, so Fang Ziye didn't waste any time either.

After watching for ten-odd minutes and seeing no one pick up his topic, with Master and fellow trainees all shifting the conversation to manuscript completion and progress, Fang Ziye reported his own meager output.

The current small master's school had only four people; in fact, holding an offline group meeting made Yuan Weihong feel awkward, just like before Jie Han arrived, when Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong never had a proper teacher-student banquet.

"@Ziye: Ziye, your current focus is to first familiarize yourself with the atmosphere at Enshi Central Hospital and build a solid clinical foundation. Regarding manuscript writing, write if you can; throw out the tasks originally assigned to you, and the three of us — me, Jie Han, and Tian Luo — will divide them up."

Fang Ziye's WeChat nickname was simply Ziye, because Fang Ziye felt the two characters "Ziye" sounded pleasant enough.

"Okay, Master. The parts I'm responsible for are actually all in the files; I update the group documents for my worked tasks every day." Fang Ziye replied.

For a major manuscript like this, there must be group files; everyone's daily task progress is fully reflected in the documents for others' easy reference.

"@Little Bear, Jie Han, you can continue working on the osteosarcoma-related pathways, guarantee a certain amount of time in the lab daily, just get familiar enough to have the hand feel; take Lan Tianluo with you and figure out the routines of basic experiments."

"This month, our group's absolute focus is manuscript writing, and then there's the slicing, staining, and other follow-up processing of the tumors from the animal experiments already done……"

Jie Han's WeChat nickname was Little Bear; even with a changed group remark, the @ mention still showed the nickname.

However, compared to Jie Han's silly Little Bear nickname, Lan Tianluo's nickname was a bit domineering — Heaven's Net and Earth's Snare — so within the small group, no one ever actively @'d Lan Tianluo; they only mentioned his name.

"……"

Watching Master and fellow trainees take over all the tasks and topics, Fang Ziye instantly felt a sense of being an outsider.

But thinking carefully, he again felt that Master and fellow trainees were still giving it their all, not piling sufficient tasks onto him — this was also a good thing.

With sufficient group achievements, everyone would certainly work together and progress together; only when resources were relatively insufficient would a certain degree of tilt be necessary.

And such a huge workload was enough for the four teachers and students to eat their fill, because even the top-tier, largest domestic laboratories couldn't guarantee one or two hundred workloads a year — that required super teams of dozens.

After slightly showing his presence, Fang Ziye privately sent Yuan Weihong a message saying he intended to participate in next month's Provincial Youth Medical Skills Competition.

Yuan Weihong didn't find it strange, replying: "With your current capability, even if you didn't mention it, I'd still call you to participate; something that can conveniently earn money and win face for our hospital's orthopedics department — you absolutely can't escape it."

"Jie Han will also participate in this competition to broaden his horizons; you don't blame Master for favoritism or anything — mainly because in the previous years, your accumulation at the time——"

Yuan Weihong stopped there and didn't continue.

"Master, I have self-awareness. I definitely won't have objections."

"Also thanks to Master for opening my trigger point for improvement." Fang Ziye replied with this.

Yuan Weihong hesitated a moment before saying: "If I'd known you'd be this capable, I'd have given it to you long ago. You have to speak up……"

Fang Ziye: "……"

He silently recited in his heart: The other side is Master, can't drive the car.

After roughly drafting two hundred thirty words, Fang Ziye put a period on today's task — not that he didn't want to continue writing, but writing such a major manuscript was far harder than a graduation thesis or CSCD.

Every sentence had to be considered extremely meticulously, even every word had to be carefully referenced against corresponding image results — concise and not draggy.

Upon seeing Luo Tingzhu share another steak image.

Fang Ziye was already lying in bed: "Tingzhu, your little life is going pretty well, huh?"

"Senior Sister and I discussed rewarding ourselves with a meal; I've completed a small phase of tasks following Senior Sister."

"And Senior Sister will take me to publish a relatively high-scoring paper; although I might be third author or fourth author, I'm still very happy." Luo Tingzhu shared like this.

"Take it slow; there'll eventually be a time when you bring along a junior sister or junior brother……" Fang Ziye replied.

"Senior Brother, how's clinical going?"

"Not bad, learning the ropes, learning slowly; there's quite a lot to learn, and I've also met a few quite interesting senior brothers……" Although Fang Ziye had shared about Wu Xuanqi with Luo Tingzhu, he hadn't told her about Nie Mingxian.

Immediately after, Fang Ziye spoke of his lowly status in the group, and Luo Tingzhu covered her mouth laughing.

"It's fine, Senior Brother; writing a few more tool-type papers for practice is also a tempering of your own writing. It'll get better later." Luo Tingzhu comforted while also cheering Fang Ziye on.

"And Senior Brother, your experimental talent is high; who knows, maybe later you'll even establish a cell line or create an animal experiment model……"

Seeing this, Fang Ziye's expression instantly tightened: "Elaborate on these two."

Luo Tingzhu explained the relevant routines of cell line establishment and animal experiment models to Fang Ziye, saying these were relatively high-end experimental steps in her current lab.

Cell line establishment, Fang Ziye understood well; one of the cell lines Luo Tingzhu brought back from her exchange at Xiangya Medical College was a new Ewing sarcoma cell line, usable as experimental raw material for a tumor.

This can be sold for money, and the price can be very high; if successfully induced and matured, propping up a biotech company's small group performance, or even founding a big group, would be completely fine.

Then there's the animal experiment model.

This part, Fang Ziye was also somewhat familiar with; for example, if you want to do an osteoarthritis animal experiment, you need to find mice or other animals suffering from osteoarthritis.

However, if mice are raised in an animal laboratory, how could they possibly contract osteoarthritis?

This requires high-end technology to handle — implanting osteoarthritis onto mice to become a high-end experimental consumable; current international selling price is over twenty thousand per mouse, and domestic production is impossible.

Also, if Fang Ziye could cultivate a mouse strain with hk2 knocked out or silenced, that would also be a relatively high-end basic experimental consumable.

In the future, whether others do any tumor cells or basic cells, as long as it's hk2-related, they can't bypass the mature animal strain established by Fang Ziye; in the global market, that's considerably broad.

Propping up a super large company would be completely fine.

New pathway discoveries, new sequencing, new animal experiment models — these are currently the world's, the global scope's, most top-tier, most cutting-edge scientific research experiments.

"Alright, broadened my horizons; strive toward this direction — if any of these few directions produces one, at least Distinguished Youth might not be a worry." Fang Ziye said with a laugh.

Hearing this, Luo Tingzhu sent a snickering emoji: "Senior Brother, your estimate might be a bit conservative?"

"In Magic Capital, there's an old academician who developed a new tumor chemotherapy drug, and then achieved a master-disciple four academicians."

"If our research group can produce a new model or pathway, it might be more than just one Distinguished Youth and Changjiang Scholar."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's mouth corner curved: "How about I just go to sleep; anyway, dreams have everything."

"Oh, okay!" Luo Tingzhu made an OK gesture, looking obedient and sensible.

……

The next day, it was finally April 2nd, also the first working day of April.

However, when Fang Ziye arrived at the department, he discovered that Huang Yunxiao, the standardized residency trainee following Wu Guo Nan, was already not in the office.

Immediately after, there was a row of people standing at the doctor's office doorway, waiting for deployment and assignment.

Seeing this, Fang Ziye first froze, then reacted — this was Enshi Central Hospital.

Most of the rotating standardized residents here are surgical residents; there are very few professional master's students.

Even the professional master's students are probably all like Zhang Mingcan, arranged to go do experiments.

And if they are just surgical residents, then they need to rotate; the turnover at the beginning and end of each month is very high.

Once Huang Yunxiao left, Wang Zhongxing temporarily took charge of the few beds Huang Yunxiao had managed, and then waited until Deputy Director Huang Kai assigned new residents to the group before handing the beds back.

At this time, Huang Kai was already tallying the two new residents...

After Huang Kai finished asking, he assigned the new residents to Director Wu Guo Nan's group; they were the department's own orthopedics residents, who had rotated to other departments for a while and only now returned.

They had also rotated in Bone Surgery Department One many times before, and were familiar with most people.

Therefore, after Huang Kai sent over a man named Mao Mao, Xue Tao was still surprised: "Kai Ye, thanks. I thought Mao Mao would continue following Director Zhang."

Huang Kai is privately called Kai Ye; some also call him Kai Ge, but Huang Kai prefers Kai Ye — he already has the nickname "Hooked Mouth," and adding another "Kai Ge" would make him "Kaizi" when he goes out, mouth open waiting to be hooked.

"It's just that Teacher Shen Tao is in your group this month. Mao Mao is relatively the most capable among our orthopedics residents. He's about to finish his second year and start job hunting, so give him a better opportunity."

"Let him follow Teacher Shen Tao and learn more, strive to get into a county hospital."

"Ziye."

After Huang Kai finished, he looked at Fang Ziye with his voice mixing hoarseness and magnetism: "If you have time, also look after Mao Mao a bit."

Huang Kai gave Mao Mao a meaningful look.

Mao Mao immediately jogged over to Fang Ziye: "Ye Guo, your name almost blew up our residents' group chat."

"Long admired."

Mao Mao is about 1.7 meters tall, slightly shorter than Fang Ziye, with a refined face, fair skin, black-rimmed glasses, a thin build, looking like skinny arms and legs, with a Korean style vibe.

At first glance, he doesn't seem to have the temperament an orthopedic doctor should have.

However, Mao Mao seems fairly generous.

"Hello. Let's learn from each other." Fang Ziye isn't a social butterfly; he wouldn't be exceptionally enthusiastic at first sight. He replied with a modest smile.

Beside him, the heavily stubbled Wang Zhongxing immediately said upon hearing this: "Mao Mao, perfect. Huang Yunxiao's previous patients — you take them over quick. Handover is in twelve minutes. I think you can definitely memorize all the test results for these remaining six patients."

Hearing this, Mao Mao instantly gave a bitter smile, looking extremely aggrieved: "Brother Xing, you really overestimate me."

"I don't need you to think I can."

"Get to work! ~" Wang Zhongxing patted Mao Mao's shoulder and yielded his computer spot.

At the same time, Fang Ziye also finished recording the relevant test results for the six beds he managed.

Four were pre-op, nothing special; two were post-op. One surgery the day before yesterday — follow-up post-op results were fine. One surgery yesterday — test results from blood drawn this morning aren't out yet, need to track them.

Re-checking blood routine and inflammation markers on post-op day two is a relatively recommended post-op follow-up time.

However, even though he finished recording his managed beds, Fang Ziye still glanced at Mao Mao a few times.

He found Mao Mao had absolutely no intention of using pen and paper to record; instead, he scanned the test results case by case and just flipped through them like that.

This operation also made Fang Ziye click his tongue in wonder: "Holy shit, if this isn't showing off, then it's pretty awesome."

Handover time arrived.

But it was a normal handover. The duty doctor and nurse explained the situations of yesterday's new admissions, surgical patients, and today's fourteen planned surgical patients in great detail and thoroughly, then ended the handover.

Then they passed the floor to Zhang Mingcan.

Only, before Zhang Mingcan could speak, Director Hong Du interjected: "Director Zhang, I think our department can symbolically learn from Minzu University Hospital."

"They have Doctor Wu; we have Doctor Fang. Our department can also have a doctoral chief resident responsible for the department's daily weekday affairs."

Hong Du's words were all pointed.

Sure enough, Zhang Mingcan's expression changed slightly as he explained: "Director Hong, Doctor Fang coming to our hospital is not the same as Doctor Wu's situation. Doctor Wu previously worked at Minzu University Hospital, then tested into Tongji Hospital and became a doctoral student."

"Because of nostalgia and a mission here, he was dispatched for exchange."

"Ziye himself has no such ties, and his doctoral studies are quite heavy, so why don't we ask Ziye's own thoughts?"

The implication of Zhang Mingcan's words was naturally still hoping Fang Ziye would put more time into the laboratory. Of course, this was Director Hong Du's suggestion, so he couldn't directly reject it.

Many people shifted their gaze toward Fang Ziye's direction.

When Fang Ziye heard Director Hong Du's proposal, his heart tightened immediately, but he didn't show it on his face.

Now that Zhang Mingcan let him choose, Fang Ziye basically didn't hesitate: "Director Zhang, if it's just acting as chief resident, I think I can learn from it."

"Right now there are many teachers in the department anyway."

Clinical practice is the biggest source of knowledge points. Fang Ziye came to Enshi for this very reason; it's impossible to give up clinical and go straight to Zhang Mingcan's laboratory.

Of course, he would definitely go. Guan Hongming and Du Hai are currently on a bit of a crooked path. Fang Ziye has a good impression of them — that's one.

Second, if Guan Hongming and Du Hai's path was standard with no wool to shear, that would be fine.

But Fang Ziye discovered that although the experimental results the two produced were a complete mess, they were a piece of fat meat delivered right to the mouth...

Hearing this, Zhang Mingcan pondered for a moment, then said: "Then how about this: Ziye, you'll manage according to the chief resident system during weekday working hours. Mainly manage the department's case record writing, review medical orders, and daily routine consultations."

"Then bed management tasks and ordinary duty tasks will no longer be undertaken. The beds you currently manage will be gradually handed to others in your group."

"Mainly, besides learning, you still need a certain research task. Otherwise if it affects your studies, I can't explain to Professor Deng."

"After 5 PM off-work hours, and weekends, still revert to the previous duty doctor responsible for emergency consultations; if they can't handle it, they call their respective superiors — that mode."

Zhang Mingcan gave a formal reason.

Director Hong Du and Director Wu Guo Nan didn't say anything more.

Fang Ziye also felt this mode was acceptable, so he nodded: "Then thank you Director Zhang and Director Hong for your trust. I'll try. If there's anything I don't understand, I'll definitely consult the teachers at the first opportunity."

Then Zhang Mingcan asked Shen Tao if he had anything to share. Shen Tao wouldn't take the bait, just smiled and kept silent.

Then, the handover ended.

After handover came ward rounds. On the way to rounds, Shen Tao stroked his Mediterranean hair while straightening his shirt. As the crowd walked toward the ward round direction, he pulled Fang Ziye aside: "Ziye, you should have refused this chief resident task."

"Teacher Shen, why?" Fang Ziye was slightly puzzled.

"You're a follow-up resident; how will you manage to get into the operating room when the time comes?" Shen Tao asked directly.

Fang Ziye blinked at those words, yet he didn't feel particularly nervous inside.

It really seems to be the case; this is Enshi Central Hospital, not Zhongnan Hospital, and a follow-up resident doesn't have a superior chief resident on direct twenty-four-hour duty.

So, if he has to handle routine emergency consultations, Fang Ziye might be called out of the operating room countless times midway after entering it.

"A prefecture-level city hospital isn't as simple as you think."

"Old Director Hong Du — he just wants to build up Trauma Surgery right now, so he hopes you'll contribute to the department like Wu Xuanqi from Tongji Hospital."

"Director Zhang Mingcan, though he's Old Director Hong Du's student, has already struck out on his own; Director Zhang Mingcan hopes to advance academically, become a professor, do more research, and even pursue an in-service PhD."

"You need to clearly understand your core task for coming down to Enshi Central Hospital." Shen Tao sighed.

Now that Fang Ziye had already agreed to come down, he couldn't say much more, so he turned and brought Fang Ziye along to catch up with the ward round team.

(Chapter End)