Chapter 238

At noon, in the cafeteria.

After Fang Ziye had served himself two plates of assorted food, he sat down with a group of fellow disciples.

Fang Ziye had just sat down when the leading Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi said: "Industry Brother is here, you've worked hard, Industry Brother."

Wang Yuanqi was full of smiles, and his expression seemed quite sincere, but the words he spoke always sounded inexplicably sarcastic.

Perhaps it was because Wang Yuanqi himself found it hard to accept that a junior like Fang Ziye had climbed to such a high level.

Perhaps it was because Fang Ziye had beaten both him and Yan Zhiming, which was somewhat acceptable, after all, Fang Ziye was only one or two years younger than them.

It was just that the attending physicians Li Nuo, Qin Geluo, and Zhang Zixi at the hospital were all over thirty, solidly five or six years older than Fang Ziye.

But Li Nuo's Grandpa Nuo didn't even make it into the top few in this competition, and Qin Geluo from his own group didn't even make it into the top eight once.

On the contrary, Fang Ziye not only accompanied Nie Xue Hua through "wind and rain" at the front, but his current ranking was even higher than Nie Xue Hua's, making him a seed-level contestant of Zhongnan Hospital.

"Why didn't Brother Wei come? Ziye, you achieved such great results, Brother Wei shouldn't have missed it!" Senior Brother Yan Zhiming, who had also participated in the competition but fell in the second round, looked left and right and said so.

"When my Master just arrived, his wallet was stolen, and he went chasing after them," Fang Ziye, in a good mood, joked.

"His wallet was stolen, then hurry up and call the police!" Master's Student Shu Lang hurriedly said with concern, and even took out his mobile phone.

Li Yuanpei, sitting at Shu Lang's right-hand seat, immediately stopped him: "Shu Lang, you can still be the senior brother among master's students, what your Senior Brother Ziye means is that he was shaken down by Brother Luo Qin Geluoluo and them."

Hearing this, Shu Lang hurriedly put his mobile phone back with an embarrassed look.

"Ziye is becoming more and more like Brother Wei's style," Wang Yuanqi said while stuffing Roche Shrimp dipped in light soy sauce into his mouth.

"Senior Brother, I should learn a thing or two from Master."

"After all, if I am too humble anymore, it would be a bit of pretense."

"I'll treat everyone tonight, everyone come, I estimate the superior teachers won't have time," Fang Ziye said generously.

The superiors definitely have other gatherings tonight, including their own teachers, and at that time they will also be taken by Teacher Deng Yong to be introduced to some professors.

Yuan Weihong is about to be promoted to Deputy Chief Physician; although he has the ability, Deputy Chief Physician requires an assessment, and there are examiners during the assessment, and the source of the examiners is the Chief Physicians within the province.

Yuan Weihong has some fame among the younger generation, but in the eyes of the older generation, he is still a young person, so he needs Teacher Deng Yong's introduction.

Senior Brother Yan Zhiming wiped his mouth with a tissue and asked: "Junior Brother, how have you considered the matter Brother Wei asked you about this morning?"

"Can we give it a rush?"

"Now there are no outsiders or superiors."

This morning, Yuan Weihong casually asked Fang Ziye if he had considered going for the Special Prize.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Brother Yan, I can't do it."

"Teacher Pang Shu's current score is as high as over 240 points, averaging over 80 per round, and my scores in the first round and this round are both too low."

"Just Teacher Pang Shu alone, I have no confidence, let alone there are other teachers, so don't place too much hope."

"Just as my Master said, this is a good opportunity to make money. Winning a First Prize this time, you can come fight again next year. Even if you win another First Prize, that's over twenty thousand yuan?"

Fang Ziye had thought about the Special Prize, but now it seems the gap to the Special Prize is still quite large.

Teacher Pang Shu, I estimate, had the qualifications to impact the Special Prize last year, but was stopped by his own teacher Yuan Weihong.

"Hahaha, so that's what you're thinking?"

"Thinking that way is also fine," Yan Zhiming said.

The matter of Fang Ziye borrowing money was known by the young people. Naturally, everyone didn't think Fang Ziye was deliberately showing weakness to win the award.

It's just that, if Fang Ziye can win an award this year and lower the minimum age for the Special Prize to twenty-seven all at once, then in the future when people talk about the Trauma Surgery Young Physician Grand Competition, they won't be able to bypass the four words Zhongnan Hospital.

Naturally, even winning the Special Prize at twenty-eight would be enough to shock people.

Yan Zhiming himself is twenty-eight; what is he doing? Even a Second Prize is enough to be impressive.

Since Fang Ziye himself had no intention of going for the Special Prize, naturally Yuan Weihong and the others wouldn't put any pressure on Fang Ziye anymore.

So in the afternoon competition, Yuan Weihong and the others didn't attend, but went to the Trauma Surgery venue to listen to lectures.

However, although the superiors no longer had the desire to come and watch the competition, Fang Ziye's fellow disciples still cheered him on very enthusiastically.

Even though, because the Hemostasis Technique is a core basic skill of Trauma Surgery, Fang Ziye, with a fifth-place result in the fourth round, fell out of tomorrow's competition and lost the qualification to compete for the Special Prize.

But such a good result appearing on a PhD Student is still enough to shock and please people.

When Fang Ziye left the competition stage, Professor An Lumming of Provincial People's Hospital, as the guest host of the competition, specially found Fang Ziye to say a few words, saying that if Fang Ziye was interested, he could come to Provincial People's Hospital to pursue a doctorate, with all treatment preferential.

At this time, the superiors happened to not be there, so Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi hurriedly bowed to An Lumming and said: "Professor An, my Master Teacher Deng Yong told us to find him after the competition."

"You go ahead and be busy!"

Then he pulled Fang Ziye and decisively slipped away, not daring to stay longer.

Naturally, Professor An Lumming, this big bald head, didn't chase them, but just watched Wang Yuanqi and a group of young guys running quickly, feeling somewhat emotional about the passage of time.

Several years ago, he was also as young as now, and also as high-spirited.

It's just that time doesn't spare anyone.

Falling in the fourth round along with Fang Ziye was another attending physician of Zhongnan Hospital, Nie Xue Hua; Nie Xue Hua's final ranking still didn't catch up, placing sixth.

In that way, it saved worry, allowing Zhongnan Hospital to let the competition continue without any scruples, without having to continue spending time paying attention.

When Fang Ziye and the others arrived at the Trauma Surgery academic exchange venue, Teacher Deng Yong was serving as the main speaker, sharing some cutting-edge operations of osteotomy correction in Zhongnan Hospital.

Fang Ziye and Wang Yuanqi listened slowly on the side, and both felt a bit embarrassed after listening.

After all, what Teacher Deng Yong said actually had a large element of boasting.

Some things occasionally done became routine, and routine things became very proficient; for example, Teacher Deng Yong also said that young people in the department could routinely perform various surgeries.

Fang Ziye, who now had some understanding, lowered his voice and asked: "Senior Brother Wang, at such academic exchange conferences, do most speakers chat like Master?"

Hearing this, Wang Yuanqi touched his hair and nodded.

"Academic exchange, seven parts true, three parts false, there always has to be an element of boasting."

"Otherwise, if one always speaks the truth, others won't know what you're doing and will think you're really incompetent."

"Besides, our group plans to make osteotomy correction a routine part of trauma surgery's future development, and Master also intends to introduce robots."

"Compared to the 3D printing technology that other teachers say is already outdated, osteotomy correction, being a relatively pure operation, is actually quite real."

Fang Ziye nodded.

Then, as he turned his head, he saw his master Yuan Weihong among the people in the rows ahead, talking with someone.

Beside Yuan Weihong, Teacher Shen Tao was making introductions; he was likely a Chief Physician at the Provincial People's Hospital other than Professor Lu, acting as an intermediary to introduce Yuan Weihong.

At this time, Fang Ziye also discovered that Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan, a Deputy Chief Physician in the department, was sitting alone to the side, as if few people knew him.

That was quite real.

Within the province, if you weren't a Full Professor-level Chief Physician, you really had no standing.

Why would others want to know you?

Except perhaps your peers, who might remember you if they paid special attention to your clinical or research direction, or at a skills competition.

Otherwise, if you couldn't bring others any benefit, they simply wouldn't remember who you were at all.

Therefore, Fang Ziye didn't need to worry at all about whether strangers would recognize him, and then feel a bit embarrassed.

After Teacher Deng's lecture ended, many people began to applaud.

Fang Ziye saw that especially his own teacher, who clearly hadn't listened at all before, was applauding as if he were the most devout fan.

Naturally, Fang Ziye also discovered that Professor Duan Hong, who had a good relationship with Teacher Deng, listened more seriously and applauded more enthusiastically.

Although he was sitting in the host guest's seat.

After the applause, someone began to raise their hand to ask a question, probably wanting to ask Teacher Deng something.

Professor Duan Hong said: "Fellow colleagues, due to time constraints, the Q&A session is scheduled for the last half hour; everyone, please don't leave, the good show is still to come. So?"

"Those who have questions now, please remember them first; we'll listen to the lecture first and do the Q&A later, otherwise there won't be enough time for the meeting's progress."

"The next speaker is from the Three Gorges University Affiliated Hospital..." Professor Duan Hong very proficiently acted as a tool person, unhurriedly hosting the meeting's progress.

As soon as he finished speaking, some people who had raised their hands also put them down one after another.

There was no place for any questioning.

This made Fang Ziye look on with envy; this was Jianghu status.

He didn't know if, when Professor Duan Hong and Teacher Deng attended the National Orthopedics Annual Conference, those who raised their hands to ask questions but were stopped or told to ask later would be like this.

Perhaps they wouldn't be so completely without presence, but undoubtedly, even Professor Duan Hong, at the national orthopedics annual conference, should be an outsider.

(Chapter End)