Chapter 305

Previously, Fang Ziye had only heard people say that the life of an Inpatient General Duty Director was busy and monotonous.

But Fang Ziye felt that, for the sake of caution, a few more labels absolutely had to be added to that statement.

The life of an Inpatient General Duty Director was also drowsy and superstitious!

The drowsiness needed no explanation; Fang Ziye could no longer remember how long it had been since he last slept through the night.

Today was only March 7th, when everyone else was busy conducting the department's new annual doctoral student entrance exams, yet Fang Ziye was sound asleep in the Inpatient General Office.

If the soundproofing weren't good enough, Fang Ziye's authentic snoring would probably have kept people from falling asleep.

Such high-quality sleep continued until 11:40, nearing the lunch hour!

Woken by the phone ringing, Fang Ziye hurriedly rubbed his eyes while promptly answering: "Okay, Emergency Surgery Clinic, emergency consultation, fracture, right?"

"Right, thanks Teacher, I'll head over right away."

After hanging up, Fang Ziye very proficiently immediately started ordering takeout to prepare a meal, specially noting for the merchant that P5 material must be used, because P5 material can go in the microwave to heat.

Sleep whenever there's free time, prepare food upon waking; as for when to eat, that was no longer important. What mattered was that when you could eat, when you wanted to eat, there was food to be had.

"Braised Chicken with Rice? Sure." Fang Ziye began ordering in a laid-back manner.

Opening a certain takeout app, he scrolled up and down for three seconds; whichever restaurant his thumb's distal phalanx landed on, he ordered from that one, then picked the first item in the discounts.

This was Fang Ziye's ordering mode — different every day, random regardless.

Except fried chicken.

Fang Ziye had already hit fried chicken several times and was sick of it.

While paying, he continued writing a note: "Leave at the takeout cabinet, no need to call."

After editing, he walked out of the department; without looking up, Fang Ziye knew the elevator wasn't his to take.

Zhongnan Hospital's Orthopedics Department was a standalone building; walk out the department door, turn right and walk eighteen steps, then left twenty-two steps, and if no one blocked the stairwell entrance, you could start descending right there.

At this time, Fang Ziye began organizing his mental notes on all the doctors in the department.

First, the Surgical Team: today's Surgical Team was Gu Guangyuan, a Master's Year 2 student from Professor Dong Yaohui's Group.

"What level are Gu Guangyuan's Manual Reduction Technique and Debridement Technique at, roughly?" This question felt a bit unfamiliar.

Unfamiliar as it was, it didn't matter; Fang Ziye still had Secretary Xiao Nuomi to ask.

After sending the question, Luo Tingzhu, currently serving as staff for the doctoral entrance exam, sneakily sent over a resume!

Along with the message: "Exercise caution. Since Professor Dong stopped taking doctoral trainees after Senior Brother Fan Yantong, and Jin Hongzhou is currently not on a clinical post, the current level of manual reduction and debridement in their group is hard to assess."

Reading Luo Tingzhu's reminder, Fang Ziye replied: "Mm, aside from me, no one else is to say these things."

Thinking it over, Fang Ziye put a big mental flag on Gu Guangyuan, filing it away in his mind.

He felt that if there was a chance later, he could mentor him a bit.

Gu Guangyuan was Professor Dong Yaohui's student, currently Master's Year 2.

Old Professor Dong was advanced in years, but everyone grows old eventually; one couldn't harbor discriminatory thoughts just because the teacher was old and there were no senior brothers to provide teaching.

Fang Ziye himself had been rained on back then, so he knew some people needed an umbrella. He was also willing to hold an umbrella for others.

You should know, Fang Ziye never had a direct-line doctoral senior brother.

So, back then, Fang Ziye was among those discriminated against; even when Li Nuo was Inpatient General Duty Director, Fang Ziye was never called over in the clinic to perform any extra procedures.

Perhaps at the time, Li Nuo and the other doctoral senior brothers were thinking the same about themselves—

Fang Ziye had no senior brother to teach him, requiring considerable caution.

Of course, Fang Ziye couldn't treat everyone exactly the same; the Surgical Team doctor was Gu Guangyuan, but the Duty Doctor was his own ironclad Junior Brother Lan Tianluo.

So Gu Guangyuan was a backup option for when Lan Tianluo truly couldn't handle the load, one of the choices Fang Ziye could mentor in the Emergency Department.

The subordinate doctors directly relevant to the Inpatient General Duty Director were the hospital's Duty Doctors and Surgical Team doctors.

Of course, they could also be one's own Junior Brother.

But Junior Brother Jie Han, because he wasn't on duty, was currently a "little volunteer worker" for the doctoral assessment — no pay, unimportant, just making up numbers.

Arriving at the Emergency Department, Fang Ziye indeed found that this time, the Emergency Surgery Duty Clinic had left him a fracture patient again.

Moreover, this patient's fracture happened to be outside the indications for routine Closed Reduction of fractures, but under Fang Ziye's new Fracture Classification theory, it fell within the indications for Manual Reduction.

This point, back when Fang Ziye wasn't Inpatient General Duty Director, he definitely wouldn't have had the authority to admit.

But now it was different.

Fang Ziye was on duty alone, already independently possessing the authority to diagnose and treat, so he didn't need to go through Qin Geluo's interference; he just needed to convince the patient and convince the Medical Affairs Department.

As for everyone else, Fang Ziye only needed to be accountable to his own Master.

Research guiding clinical practice: after Fang Ziye explained his thinking, Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong had no objections.

Yuan Weihong had originally admonished Fang Ziye to be cautious, scolded Fang Ziye — not because Fang Ziye did something wrong, but because his choice was wrong, leaving an opening for criticism.

With outsiders participating in the reverse-guideline surgical indications, caution was needed.

After all, for years up and down the hierarchy, he had no friends; once Qin Geluo filed a report, what would Fang Ziye do?

But if there was no in-service third party like Qin Geluo, even if Qin Geluo wanted to report, by what standing would you report?

A superior in the department?

That's fine!

Does Qin Geluo have a superior? Does Qin Geluo need to engage in a certain degree of "minor overstepping" to learn surgery?

That's the logic.

"Thanks, Teacher Fang." After reaching the Surgical Clinic, Fang Ziye thanked him first, then handed over a bottle of Red Bull drink.

This was stocked in Fang Ziye's Inpatient General Duty Room; he conveniently grabbed two bottles and handed them both to Fang Songlin.

Fang Songlin's support for this clansman-nephew Fang Ziye was significant; through Fang Songlin, Fang Ziye had already connected with the three-shift personnel rotating through the Emergency Surgery Clinic.

They were Neurosurgery Attending Li Hui and Geriatric Surgery Attending Chen Jiameng.

These two, under Fang Ziye's "feeding" and Fang Songlin's recommendation, now had at least a nodding acquaintance with Fang Ziye; if any fracture patients came in, they would send Fang Ziye a WeChat message in advance.

Let Fang Ziye take a look in advance to see if he's suitable for an emergency consultation.

If Fang Ziye doesn't reply, it's assumed he's asleep, and call the Chief Resident to wake him up.

On his way over, Fang Ziye had already seen the X-ray films sent by Fang Songlin.

With such a good teacher, how could Fang Ziye not show some filial respect? Anyway, it wasn't much money.

"A matter of convenience, no need to be so polite."

"Xiao Fang, I've figured it out—among all the Chief Residents in your Orthopedics Department, you're the only one who really works hard."

"Look at the Chief Residents of other specialties—for example, Joint Surgery—they all refuse to see dislocations, saying there are no beds, and tell patients to go elsewhere."

"As for Sports Medicine and Bone Disease Department, there's no need to say more; they basically have no emergency cases."

"The emergency cases of Hand Surgery aren't something a Chief Resident can handle either—limb and finger amputations have always been emergency specialties our hospital values more……"

"But you, Xiao Fang, basically come every time there's an emergency, and you always want to treat the patient well."

Facing Fang Songlin's praise, Fang Ziye thought that arriving at the consultation room two minutes later to see patients would be fine, and added a sentence: "Teacher Fang, this is just the clumsy bird flying first, relying on quantity to accumulate quality."

"Teacher Fang, there's nothing else to explain about this patient, right?"

"Not for the time being." Fang Songlin was very satisfied with Fang Ziye's politeness, courtesy, and appropriate humility.

Confidence is a good thing, but always being confident is arrogance.

Humility is a good thing, but always being humble is also a kind of arrogance; Fang Ziye grasped the measure very well, and often, Fang Songlin felt Fang Ziye was too real to be deceiving.

"Then Teacher Fang, I'll go see the patient first; after I'm done, I'll come find you for a chat, and maybe have some coffee along the way." Fang Ziye said with a smile.

Actually, according to the going rate, Fang Ziye should have treated him to many meals.

But Fang Songlin also knew that during the Chief Resident period, let alone treating someone to a meal outside, even being able to go home to take a bath was a kind of luxury.

Currently, Fang Ziye had changed clothes three times, all brought by Luo Tingzhu from the rental house.

Except for the underwear, which wasn't washed by Luo Tingzhu at home, where did Fang Ziye have the space and time to manage the washing and drying of the rest of his clothes?

It had happened once.

After Fang Ziye stuffed the dirty clothes into the washing machine and added detergent, he just happened to receive a phone call.

Then rushing here and there, he finally arrived at the Emergency Department within ten minutes, almost delaying the emergency consultation time and suffering severe punishment.

After entering the Operating Room, the Emergency Department's Nurse Station was already familiar with Fang Ziye.

As soon as they saw Fang Ziye, they asked: "How many sets?"

A fracture is three sets: high polymer plaster material, cotton pad, and bandage.

If it's a dislocation, it's either the plaster three-piece set, or a forearm sling or some other splint/brace plus bandage two-piece set.

"Fracture, take a small plaster cast, 7.5*45, for the upper limb, Teacher." Fang Ziye smiled and replied to the duty nurse at the Nurse Station.

"Doctor Fang, last time I told you about introducing you to a girlfriend, how's the consideration going?" The nurse, while separately opening this month's newly created medical order set, verified the screen with Fang Ziye, and also took the initiative to gossip and ask.

"Ah? Teacher, did I say I'd consider it? I remember I said I already have a girlfriend, right? You seem to have met her too……" After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he nodded.

"Yes, just these."

"After you review them, I'll take them away."

The nurse teacher used the Emergency Department physician's employee ID to open these materials, then she reviewed them herself, and also specially showed Fang Ziye that the executing department for fracture manual reduction and plaster external fixation was Trauma Surgery.

Finally, when settling the bill, after 【mentioning】 Trauma Surgery's performance, she said: "Actually, I was also asked to pass on a message again; Doctor Fang, you've been taken a fancy to."

"Then Teacher, please say thank you for me!" Fang Ziye smiled back, without any embarrassment at all.

Being taken a fancy to was something Fang Ziye had experienced countless times; when he was in Enshi City, if Fang Ziye was willing, who knows how many bad things he could have done behind the scenes.

……

Soon, Fang Ziye arrived at the Operating Room and finished treating the patient's fracture in a few quick moves.

It had to be said, Level 5 Manual Reduction Technique was at least more than twice as easy to use as the previous Level 4 Manual Reduction Technique.

Even, Fang Ziye had an illusion that after the Manual Reduction Technique reached Level 5, the force applied seemed different, and the source of leverage also had a certain difference.

But exactly how it came about, Fang Ziye also found it very difficult to describe alone.

Of course, the effect after reduction, the degree of self-fixation, was also somewhat different from before, and the quality of reduction would be more solid.

"Doctor Fang, you're already done?"

"Really no surgery? Won't there be any problems?" Fang Ziye operated smoothly, but the patient and family members found it hard to believe.

Although there were rumors nearby that the Orthopedics Department of Zhongnan Hospital had improved again, and many places that said surgery was needed could come here to try their luck.

But he had just come in, less than half an hour, and was already finished by Fang Ziye, and the process wasn't painful, and the result wasn't painful either.

This made him still feel a bit flustered.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye examined carefully again and said: "As for the results, we still have to look at the re-examination results, objective evaluation."

"Generally speaking, there's no problem; you yourself must feel the pain has eased a lot!"

"But we don't boast, nor are we overly humble; everything respects the facts."

"And on this basis, we all look forward to something good, right?" Fang Ziye knew his seniority was relatively young, so he said a few more nice words.

"Doctor Fang, you're a bit superstitious?"

"Saying good isn't bad, saying bad isn't good."

"I saw online that the doctors at your hospital don't like being given mangoes……"

"This?" The patient and family members walked out while curiously inquiring.

But just as the patient said that, Fang Ziye's expression changed immediately.

He was severely lacking sleep, possibly triggered by a 'mango' 【pun on 'busy'】; it had been two or three days, and Fang Ziye still hadn't recovered.

"Big Brother, how to put it, respecting objective facts is correct."

"But when respecting facts, one must also respect cultural differences, right?" Fang Ziye made a gesture of invitation, not very interested in chatting with the two of them.

Avoid the conversation not clicking at that time.

The two of them then left.

Afterward, Fang Ziye once again hurried to the surgical emergency consultation room; at this moment, a Crotch-covering Foot-padding School practitioner came out of the consultation room, most likely a Yin Wolf Rupture (no typo, the other character would be harmonized)……

Fang Ziye then had no time to chat with Teacher Fang Songlin.

He simply headed toward the Training Room direction, and also watched the spectacle of this Doctor exam.

He himself is about to graduate with his doctorate, he should enjoy watching it!

(Chapter End)