Chapter 336

"Having talent is the capital to be willful."

In early April, after Fang Ziye finished arranging the grouping and duty schedules for the new month's undergraduate interns and standardized training students rotating within the department, he entered the office again and heard a junior trainee inside sighing with such emotion.

"What are you guys discussing, Yuewen? So lively?" Fang Ziye asked.

Chang Yuewen belongs to Han Yuanxiao's group, is Associate Professor Peng Long's student, and is in his third year of Master's this year.

After the doctoral assessment results came out in March, Chang Yuewen's name was on the list, successfully surpassing Han Yuanxiao's own student Dong Dao to become Professor Han Yuanxiao's incoming doctoral student.

Now he can truly be called proud and pleased with himself; after all, even Shu Lang, who was just a little bit more outstanding than Dong Dao, was screened out, and in his place came Zhang Xiaolei, an incoming Master's graduate from Tongji Hospital.

Chang Yuewen tilted his head and said: "Sighing at life, Industry Brother."

"I only just found out that our department's Junior Brother Lan Tianluo actually has such an impressive resume from before; if he had continued smoothly in his previous industry, he'd probably be an associate professor by now, right?"

"Let me think, a twenty-three-year-old associate professor, wait, I feel like I have an old flame named Jingjing!" Chang Yuewen, having passed the doctoral assessment, was in an extremely good mood now and had the mind to joke.

Medical undergraduates, those in the eight-year program are mostly in their fifth or sixth year at twenty-three, while five-year program undergraduates have just graduated and can't even get the junior title on their medical license.

Associate professor belongs to the associate senior title; currently even a senior attending like Zi Xi is still striving for the associate senior title.

"If you compare this, you truly can't compare." Fang Ziye also felt powerless to retort.

Lan Tianluo's resume in other specialties is far deeper than his attainment as a medical student, but unfortunately Lan Tianluo himself likes medicine, and now doing cross-disciplinary research, he is simply awesome.

As for Lan Tianluo, if he can develop steadily on the medical path, the matter of pursuing a doctorate and staying at the hospital is basically already settled.

No other reason: mathematics is the foundation of all science disciplines; a big shot from the Mathematics Department coming in means only two words — indiscriminate slaughter — no one can stop him.

Something all universities and teaching hospitals dream of but cannot obtain was picked up by Zhongnan Hospital, and knowing the whole story, the current Lan Tianluo is a treasure.

Not only are collaborations flying everywhere, even the Mathematics Institute's professors, unable to persuade Lan Tianluo to return to the proper path, can only collaborate with him in the mathematics specialty.

"Also Tingzhu Senior Sister is very willful too; heard Tingzhu Senior Sister wants to graduate from surgery and then kill her way back to Digestive Internal Medicine for employment."

"The young ladies of our class and also Jin Huan Senior Brother's class in Digestive Internal Medicine have all started to become restless." Chang Yuewen said.

"Good that they're restless; only when they're restless do you guys have opportunities." Fang Ziye laughed again, feeling Chang Yuewen's words weren't an exaggeration.

Back then, if it weren't for that Respiratory Medicine professor going too far, Luo Tingzhu would probably already be the most competitive of the competitive kings in Respiratory Medicine, one of the top few sisters in Respiratory Medicine.

Later, Luo Tingzhu transferred to Surgery; now wanting to go back, naturally she can't return to her most beloved Respiratory Medicine, and can only choose the second choice, Digestive Internal Medicine.

"Senior Brother Fang, speaking of girlfriends, can you have Tingzhu Senior Sister introduce us to a few well-behaved girls?" Chang Yuewen made another request.

"You go ask yourself; Tingzhu Senior Sister is also your Senior Sister."

"Luo Senior Sister said Yuewen Brother is too ugly and too incompetent. Don't let him harm her Junior Sisters." A junior trainee started exposing Chang Yuewen's shortcomings.

"Go go go, you say that again..." Chang Yuewen got indignantly upset.

Amidst the laughter with everyone, Xiong Jinhuan finally came out from the doctors' rest room after taking a shit, rubbing his belly and saying: "Industry Brother, damn, maybe I ate something too spicy last night."

"Blame me for treating you to a late-night snack?" Fang Ziye asked with a smile.

During the Chief Resident stage, if you don't crack more jokes, people become withdrawn. To avoid getting depression himself, Fang Ziye felt it very necessary to joke more with his brothers.

After thinking carefully for a good while, Fang Ziye still decided to divide the doctoral students following the Chief Resident into classes.

Xiong Jinhuan follows me for half a month, then let Li Yuanpei follow me for half a month; Luo Tingzhu, and also the second-year doctoral Senior Brothers, all get opportunities.

As for the third-years, Fang Ziye doesn't need to worry about them; they'll graduate and work, and after operating until they vomit, they won't need more opportunities.

Xiong Jinhuan is of medium height, slightly chubby build, the whole person looks quite honest and simple, but such an honest person has been trained in clinical practice to slightly stick out his buttocks: "Industry Brother, how about going lighter?"

"Fuck off, who the hell did you learn all this from?" Fang Ziye gave Xiong Jinhuan's waist a push, pushing him into a slight stagger.

But Xiong Jinhuan didn't get angry, smiling and saying: "Industry Brother, these are all tactics; you've ascended, but you can't forget us brothers still in dire straits."

"Desperately need you, Brother, to bestow enough emergency operation opportunities so we can grow."

Xiong Jinhuan settled his mindset, not caring to be indignant about why Fang Ziye this classmate could graduate early and stay at the hospital, thinking only of how to copy Fang Ziye's abilities onto himself.

Studying for his life, his speech naturally carried a slight ingratiating tone, yet not oily.

A smart person understands at a hint.

"Hmm, no joking, Jinhuan, when do you think your manual reduction of joint dislocation can pass the checkpoint?"

"If you don't come out of the training room, I can't rest assured letting you operate either."

"Let alone you wanting to learn those things from me." Fang Ziye led Xiong Jinhuan outward, his tone gradually turning serious.

After shedding the jokes, Xiong Jinhuan also has to speak with strength.

Fang Ziye is very generous; the current manual reduction technique is at Fang Ziye's ceiling-level operational height, and even the current manual reduction technique, in all of Eastern Han, few people can match Fang Ziye.

If Xiong Jinhuan is willing to learn, Fang Ziye also won't hide anything.

Of course, the entry threshold for manual reduction technique here at Fang Ziye's is first breaking through in the training room, being able to operate some common joint dislocation manual reductions.

Then gradually progress to common fracture manual reductions, then to manual reduction techniques for small reverse surgical indications.

Skills must be passed down; Fang Ziye also needs to start his own teaching path.

Even if not to the point of pushing Xiong Jinhuan to stay at the hospital and kill other subspecialty doctoral students, letting Xiong Jinhuan learn more things is still good.

In this current era, no one can achieve one person ascending and even chickens and dogs rising to heaven; doing one's best is enough.

After watching Fang Ziye's manual reduction, Xiong Jinhuan's heart was full of envy, wanting to learn.

Just said: "Industry Brother, soon, soon; once I pass I'll definitely tell you, can't hide it and not report."

"Oh right, Industry Brother, let me tell you, Tianluo's manual reduction technique has actually reached a certain level too; he mentioned to you he also wanted to follow your class."

"But you thought he was joking, so you joked it off."

Fang Ziye slightly surprised: "Hmm, you mean Lan Tianluo's manual reduction technique is almost breaking through from the training room?"

For manual reduction technique to break through from the training room, only the doctoral breakthrough standard has corresponding requirements, roughly needing Level 3 proficiency around 200.

Lan Tianluo's foundation a year and a half ago was almost zero; from nothing to Level 3 good took only this short time, and Lan Tianluo's other operations are also very strong, also heading toward breakthrough.

Plus Lan Tianluo also spent a lot of time on research and the mathematics field; this talent is a bit too strong!

"Yeah! Industry Brother."

"Currently, Lan Tianluo is considered among all current students, besides you Industry Brother, to have the highest talent. Even higher than Tingzhu's talent." Xiong Jinhuan clicked his tongue in wonder.

His own tone, however, was not panicked.

The speed Lan Tianluo benchmarked against was Fang Ziye; he possessed such talent.

However, Xiong Jinhuan did not compare himself with Fang Ziye; he only thought about his own doctoral graduation being able to benchmark against the doctoral breakthrough, and if he could smoothly obtain the hospital retention quota, that would be unattainable.

As for talent, qualification ranking, Xiong Jinhuan fundamentally did not care.

There were still close to two years until doctoral graduation, precisely speaking, one year and nine months...

【63】 "Hmm, I'll go ask Tian Luo again; he can actually say it once more." Fang Ziye secretly annoyed at his own negligence, unexpectedly there was a lamp-black effect, even his own direct disciple, he did not particularly understand.

"Hmm, I'll go ask Tian Luo again; he can actually say it once more." Fang Ziye inwardly resented his own negligence, unexpectedly falling victim to the lamp-black effect — he didn't even particularly understand his own direct disciple.

Still too busy, did not get to attend to so many detail issues.

"Industry Brother, perhaps is it not, you and Teacher Yuan both have inertial thinking, assuming Tian Luo is more skilled at data processing, just like, you and Teacher Yuan also both believe Jie Han is only more skilled at article writing."

"Actually, Fellow Trainee Jie Han's talent is also not bad; although he may not be able to take the Operation Special Plan for his doctorate, taking an Onion Research Plan is definitely no problem."

"Moreover, Fellow Trainee Jie Han's clinical operation talent is also not low; at minimum he can obtain around 2/3 of the Master's Stage Training Room breakthrough good results."

"Compared to this cohort's..." Xiong Jinhuan stayed in the Training Room for more time, so compared to Fang Ziye this Chief Resident, he understood the people in the Department even more.

"Thank you, Jinhuan, what you told me, all very important."

"I indeed need to change my fixed thinking; otherwise, the relationship with the fellow trainees will become shallow."

"I now obviously feel that my relationship with Master Teacher Yuan has become slightly shallow." Fang Ziye said to Xiong Jinhuan, slightly complaining.

Xiong Jinhuan thought very seriously for a moment, then said: "Industry Brother, actually very understandable. The younger we are, the deeper the affection with our parents."

"Perhaps because if we left them we would die; without their nurturing, unconditional bestowal, we would suffocate."

"It is precisely this dependent relationship that instead promotes emotional intimacy. Once we grow up, have our own world, what parents can help us with becomes less and less, let alone bestowal, nurturing and such."

"Many parents will self-blame for being useless, try their best to lower their presence, striving to not increase burden on their children."

"This is blood kinship..." Xiong Jinhuan spoke while his eye rims turned red; perhaps he moved himself, or perhaps he was moved by his own teacher.

This expression, tone, Fang Ziye seemed to see his own shadow from back then.

(Chapter End)