Chapter 301

"Song Ge, did we end up with a somewhat unreliable teacher? The other party is just an Attending Physician..."

"The main issue is still that we didn't get a registration number. If we had known earlier..." The Gastrointestinal Surgery Graduate Student who was more familiar with Fang Songlin began to worry.

Fang Songlin was the same age as Yuan Weihong and had an impression of him, but they were not close. He only said, "Liu Xiadong, don't speak nonsense!"

"Someone who can be placed in the Specialty Outpatient Clinic by the Specialty — how could you be qualified to doubt them?"

"Ziye, you take another good look."

"Whatever the result is, that is the result. There's no need to worry about what others have said."

Fang Songlin gave Fang Ziye full authority; even if Fang Ziye said Yuan Weihong had misdiagnosed, it would be fine.

Fang Ziye felt rather awkward at this moment. Realizing the other three didn't know about his Teacher-Student Relationship with Yuan Weihong, he didn't actively point it out: "Teacher Fang, that's for sure!"

"It's just that I felt the Superior Teacher gave a different answer, so I felt a bit apprehensive inside."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he continued reading the films carefully. The reason he gave made everyone worry about Fang Ziye's level once again.

After all, if Yuan Weihong was reliable, then whether the person he recommended was reliable had no absolute correlation.

While Fang Ziye continued reading the films, Liu Xiadong from General Surgery hummed in a low voice next to Fang Songlin, moving his lips but making no sound: "Teacher Fang, should we go directly to the Trauma Surgery Ward to see if there's any unexpected Professor still left in the ward?"

In the ward, you'd most likely only run into the Duty Resident Physician; you wouldn't even bump into a Doctor.

Fang Songlin felt this Liu Xiadong had also lost his mind. With that rash and impulsive manner, this time someone helped you, but next time they might not be willing to help you.

However, Fang Songlin did not speak up.

Teaching Liu Xiadong Professional Ability — as a Superior, one can mention it in passing; this is the duty of a Superior Teacher. But teaching how to be a person?

Sorry, that is the responsibility of the Master, parents, and elementary and middle school teachers!

Before long, Fang Ziye finished reading the films again.

And this time, what made Fang Ziye suddenly realize was that the Master is not omnipotent; the Master is a person; the Master is not an Immortal; the Master has finally become real in the Human World.

Yuan Weihong made a minor misdiagnosis.

This Fellow Trainee definitely had an atypical subluxation, but Yuan Weihong failed to diagnose it, which actually constitutes a misdiagnosis.

This kind of atypical subluxation, if left untreated, actually doesn't cause major harm; it merely prolongs the rehabilitation period for pain and swelling.

It's just an atypical subluxation. If it were a subluxation or a complete dislocation and Yuan Weihong failed to diagnose it, that wouldn't be a matter of his capability not being outstanding enough — it would be an 'Alternative Immortal' whose basic professional ability doesn't even pass muster.

So, Fang Ziye smiled and said: "The Teacher is still the Teacher. This isn't a dislocation; it's an atypical subluxation. Currently, in the Specialty's classification, this diagnosis has not been categorized as a typical Disease Type."

"It also cannot be classified into the dislocation diagnosis category."

"It's fine, Fellow Trainee Dai. For your situation, applying a Forearm Sling is enough."

"When Teacher Yuan was receiving you, did he examine your Activity Function?" Fang Ziye asked about the situation when the two met.

Dai Xinxin was a doctor himself, so he naturally knew that during his own treatment, he could be provided with more and more detailed content.

Therefore, although Dai Xinxin looked fierce and had a large, sturdy skeleton, he meticulously retraced all the details in a babbling stream.

And upon hearing Dai Xinxin finish retracing, Fang Ziye had just about perfectly applied the Forearm Sling for him, and in the process of applying the Forearm Sling, he corrected that atypical dislocation without Dai Xinxin himself even being aware.

He hung it in the suspension position. After hanging it, Fang Ziye then said: "Mhm, that's done. You move it again — do you feel it doesn't hurt that much anymore?"

"So you see, positioning is a good field of study."

Fang Ziye painstakingly revved up the conversation speed, circling away from the previous topic related to his Master.

Dai Xinxin was a bit dazed for a moment. Liu Xiadong from General Surgery, on the other hand, should have had the corresponding experience. As for Fang Songlin, at his age, he naturally knew the ropes inside out.

"The nurses in the Operating Room all say Orthopedics' pace is very fast; if you're not careful and don't keep up, you get left behind. This time I've finally broadened my horizons." Fang Songlin concisely demonstrated the Gastrointestinal Surgery speed.

Fang Ziye raised his head and deliberately pretended not to understand: "Teacher Fang, this 'left behind' you speak of — is it proper?"

Fang Songlin chuckled: "What are you blabbering about?"

Fang Ziye hurriedly backed down: "I don't know."

"I only just heard it too." Fang Songlin smiled with a bit of regret, feeling Fang Ziye was still too young, so he didn't dare continue racing the conversation speed with him.

Fang Ziye then hurriedly handled Liu Xiadong's dislocation as well.

He said: "After this reduction, you still need to routinely do an X-ray recheck. That's a bit safer."

"Okay, Teacher Fang." Knowing Fang Ziye was the Chief Resident, even though Fang Ziye looked only a few years older at most, they still addressed him as Teacher.

After Fang Ziye ordered the routine X-ray recheck item, Liu Xiadong scanned the QR code to pay and hurried off to the X-ray Room again.

Dai Xinxin only had an atypical subluxation, so no recheck was needed.

After both left, Fang Ziye's Personal Mobile Phone happened to ring.

On Fang Songlin's side, a call number sound also came through, making Fang Songlin hurry back to the Surgical Clinic to sit for consultation.

No matter what, work is still work. Especially Emergency Department work — it still has to be placed at the first Priority.

"Hello?" Fang Ziye asked.

On the other end of the phone was Liu Haihua, the Duty Doctor from Trauma Surgery, reporting back to Fang Ziye: "Senior Brother, an Emergency Patient just came. He even lied to me, saying you told him to come for Hospitalization."

"I took one look, saw there was no Admission Certificate, knew it was a lie, and sent the person away."

"This shouldn't be a mistake, right."

Hearing Liu Haihua's report like this, the guilt in Fang Ziye's heart deepened.

This Liu Haihua was himself from back then — sufficiently careful and cautious, meticulous and prudent. This kind of quality, he himself must not lose either.

"Mhm, good. You did well, Haihua." Fang Ziye praised Liu Haihua.

Liu Haihua continued: "Senior Brother Fang, this is all because you Senior Brothers taught well..."

"Sorry, Haihua. My Chief Resident Mobile Phone rang. It should be a Consultation or Emergency Consultation application. We'll chat later." Fang Ziye patiently gave a brief explanation and pressed the phone to his ear.

And began to look around.

If it was an Emergency Department Emergency Consultation application, he should be able to see roughly which Consultation Room it was in and could go directly.

Upon hearing it, he suddenly realized — it was a Routine Consultation.

"Ah? Oh, okay. The Consultation Form has already been sent?"

"Once it's sent, they'll definitely come over to the consultation and handle it within the stipulated time, so rest assured."

"I'm still in the Emergency Department right now." Fang Ziye explained with a smile, not refuting it; this was yesterday's consultation, you should go find last month's Chief Resident Qin Geluoleilei about it.

The matter wasn't that big to begin with, there was no need for this; it's possible Qin Geluo himself forgot there was still a routine consultation yesterday, and also forgot to have the follow-up resident go check the situation.

However, such a routine consultation is precisely the best opportunity for a follow-up resident to hone their own abilities.

Fang Ziye then sent a message to Xiao Nuonuo: "There's a routine consultation, you log into Qin Geluo's account to check and clean it up?"

"Although you don't want to do clinical work in the big direction later, the small direction can still lean close, right? I feel that with this whole set of operational skills of yours, if you don't shine brilliantly in clinical practice, it would still be a pity."

Luo Tingzhu listened, first hummed in acknowledgment, then said: "Let's take it step by step..."

"Maybe it's because I haven't been to clinical practice in a long time, so my previous decision was too rash and arbitrary."

"Alright, this reason is very real." Fang Ziye laughed after hearing it.

Luo Tingzhu embarrassedly let out a sound of annoyance.

Then, Fang Ziye heard from the phone that the other side seemed to have a fellow trainee let out a "ya": "Senior Sister..."

"What is it?" Luo Tingzhu immediately turned icy by several degrees; not everyone gets to be 'annoyed' by her.

Fang Ziye proactively hung up the phone, deciding to go back to the department first.

Since taking over as Chief Resident, Fang Ziye hadn't had time to get to know the duty doctors in the department, nor had he had time to establish rules for the junior doctors in the department, before he was urged and rushed to the Emergency Department to start doing emergency consultation work.

Now that he's temporarily gotten a breather, he still has to do well the other part of the Chief Resident's logistics work.

What is a Chief Resident? Another layer of meaning is the total leadership of the resident physicians.

Fang Ziye found the Trauma Surgery March bed-management physician group, and learning from the 'Previous Villain' Jin Hongzhou's fierce beast-like manner, sent a supremely evil summons:

"@Everyone all bed-management physicians, except those on the operating table, everyone else must arrive at the Trauma Surgery demonstration classroom by six-thirty in the evening for the monthly regular meeting, I will verify one by one by phone."

"All PhDs and follow-up Chief Residents, except those on the platform and in the laboratory, everyone else, come if you can."

"Everyone's brothers, thanks for cooperating."

"Also, those who come to the meeting get free boxed meals!" Perhaps, a point where Fang Ziye is relatively kind is that he added a boxed meal.

Just this one meal of boxed meals would cost Fang Ziye several hundred yuan...

After Fang Ziye finished sending his blustering words, he immediately attracted a flood of "received" replies, which naturally included Fang Ziye's former senior brothers, such as Wang Yuanqi and Gu Yi.

Seeing these few who were about to graduate in March, Fang Ziye's eyelid immediately twitched, and he hurriedly called the few graduating senior brothers in the group privately to apologize.

"Wang Shixiong, no no, that wasn't the meaning, I was wrong, Wang Shixiong."

"Right right right, you go be busy with your own things, if there's anything needing help, just command anytime, I'm on call twenty-four hours?"

"Oh, for the defense, you've already found a good problem recorder, right? A photographer too?"

"This definitely wasn't there, it was me not considering thoroughly, this is also my first time learning from former Zhou Ge's manner to be this Boss."

"..."

Wang Yuanqi and Gu Yi are both about to graduate, currently only nominal follow-up Chief Residents; he only managed to @everyone, didn't expect these two to actually take themselves seriously, to really come to the demonstration classroom.

Unless Fang Ziye went crazy, he wouldn't order them around either; he hurriedly contacted Fan Yantong and the other two by phone.

These details being more thorough, only then will others respect him more in the future.

A person who doesn't respect others wanting to gain recognition is an impossible thing.

Then, Fang Ziye received quite a few leave-request text messages.

For example, Shu Lang, currently in Master's Year Three; Shu Lang's pressure right now is very high, because Teacher Deng's new year's doctoral quota has nothing to do with him, Shu Lang is currently out of town doing PhD interviews.

Also, Teacher Dong Yaohui's student Wu Chengwen and Vice Professor Chen Fang's student Zhan Jingshan, both requested leave, currently in the laboratory grinding like crazy.

Both applied for Teacher Dong Yaohui's PhD; Teacher Dong Yaohui decides by selecting the best, and it's Teacher Dong Yaohui's final closed-door disciple.

The confrontation between the two, that's estimated to be hard to describe even as mountains and rivers overturning.

Actually, even more worth mentioning is Professor Han Yuanxiao's student Dong Dao.

Dong Dao is in Master's Year Three this year; compared to his Senior Brother Xiong Jinhuan's competitive pressure in Master's Year Three last year, it's completely not on the same level.

Currently, Professor Han Yuanxiao is the Administrative Director of Trauma Surgery; Master's students applying to Professor Han Yuanxiao number over a dozen; Professor Han Yuanxiao has just taken office as Administrative Director for the first time.

Naturally, a new official's three fires upon taking office; impossible to practice favoritism again, everything depends on ability.

If his own student gets slaughtered by someone else, then slaughtered they are; at most it's just one more new student; it's not like Dong Dao betrayed the master's school.

As for Associate Professor Peng Long's student, they gave up on the idea of doing a PhD at this hospital early on, also learning from Shu Lang's example, went out to venture, result unknown...

Actually, Fang Ziye's PhD entrance exam was only a little over a year ago from now; if the new PhD application assessment is the same time as last year, it would have already ended long ago.

But last year, because Deng Yong contacted in advance and effectively rejected Kyoto University students, and some other surgical application assessments also had similar incidents.

Causing this year's surgical application assessment time to be exceptionally late, delayed by about half a year compared to last year; Zhongnan Hospital's Surgery PhD admission application assessment system will be held in early March.

Early March is the new PhD assessment time; mid to late March is the third-year PhD graduation day; seemingly forming a cycle just right.

Zhongnan Hospital, in a certain consultation room of the Trauma Surgery Outpatient Clinic.

"Teacher Yuan, still you're amazing; just now we went to the Emergency Department to find your department's Chief Resident, and he even asked if there was no dislocation?"

"So, the two of us are still calculating; finding you to look at the recheck flat film after reduction, we feel more at ease." Liu Xiadong's face was full of wrinkles, full of ingratiation.

Towards Yuan Weihong, it was a look of incomparable trust.

Yuan Weihong heard this, his gaze flickered slightly.

Originally Yuan Weihong only needed to look at Liu Xiadong's recheck flat film after reduction, but Yuan Weihong still deliberately took a look at the flat film of Dai Xinxin, who currently had no recheck flat film, which he had diagnosed as having no dislocation.

Tilting his head, after reading the film carefully for a while, Yuan Weihong suddenly had a flash of brilliance in his pupils, his heart tip twitched fiercely.

"What else did he say?" Yuan Weihong was nervous as hell inside, realizing his master's authority might have begun to go downhill.

"Seems he didn't say anything else, just said he read it wrong!" Liu Xiadong said.

"Teacher Yuan, this one of ours, no problem, right?" Liu Xiadong continued to ask.

"No problem, no problem." Yuan Weihong waved his hand, sent the two little ones out, then pinching his chin, gazing at the sky!

Beside him, the follow-up doctor Lan said, "Master, it's about time; shall we get off work?"

"Mm, fine. Looks like my choice to skip outpatient clinic on Thursdays was right. See me today—I covered someone's half shift and almost got seduced!" Yuan Weihong handed Lan Tianluo his removed white coat while suspecting his life.

He was doing fine in the operating room, so why did he have to take an outpatient substitution?

But Xiao Fang is very sensible.

(Chapter End)