Chapter 369: Wei Ge, Are You in a Bad Mood?

After swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva, Yuan Weihong could only steel himself and squeeze into the operating room.

Open reduction and intramedullary nail internal fixation for femoral fracture — Yuan Weihong could certainly do it, and do it well; even after not doing it for a long time, he would not be any worse than a seasoned deputy chief physician in a prefecture-level city hospital.

But so what?

Under the current circumstances, Teacher Deng handing it over to him was obviously making him shoulder a mountain of damage!

Yuan Weihong took the lead surgeon's position, watching Fang Ziye go to the first assistant spot, asking the scrub nurse for a guidewire while his eyeballs rolled around, glancing toward Qin Geluo.

Qin Geluo caught on and hurriedly waved his hands: "Wei Ge, I can't do Level 3 surgeries."

Qin Geluo was only a senior attending physician, had not applied for special surgical permission, so of course he could not be lead surgeon for a Level 3 surgery. On the operating table, there absolutely could not be a situation where no one had Level 3 routine surgical permission.

Yuan Weihong could only say with twitching eyelids: "Yan Zhiming, didn't you say you had a teaching task in the training room? Why haven't you gone yet?"

Yuan Weihong spoke calmly while talking nonsense.

Yan Zhiming didn't catch on at first, letting out a surprised "Ah? Teaching?"

Yuan Weihong took the guidewire, smoothly advancing it straight from the incision at the femoral intercondylar fossa all the way up to the femoral proximal end, the guidewire tapping against bone with a click-click sound: "Right, you said so yourself. You're not that old — have you gone senile already?"

Yan Zhiming immediately realized — oh, that's what he meant. Yuan Weihong had no pot to pass, so he had to clear the field.

After all, something like 'losing face' — as long as no one sees it, you can pretend it never happened.

Smart as Wei Ge, truly worthy of being Wei Ge!

Yan Zhiming instantly turned street-smart, slapping his forehead, becoming the sensible one: "Yes yes yes, look at me, I completely forgot!"

"Tingzhu, didn't you say you had an experiment task too?"

"Go go go! ~ Perfect, we'll go together, the lab is on the way." Yan Zhiming not only ran off himself, but deliberately led Luo Tingzhu away as well.

Luo Tingzhu, so clever, nodded at the words and softly said okay.

Qin Geluo then said with a smile: "Wei Ge, if you don't need help, I'll head back to pick up my kid."

Qin Geluo really couldn't find any other excuse, so he could only say that.

Qin Geluo was even younger than Yuan Weihong; his kid was only two years and one month old this year, not even in kindergarten yet.

"Mm, go ahead." Yuan Weihong remained deadpan.

"Reamer, start from size 7 up to size 11." Only after the onlookers in the operating room had left one by one did Yuan Weihong give this instruction to the scrub nurse.

The scrub nurse hurriedly agreed.

On the operating table, only Yuan Weihong and Fang Ziye remained, streamlined down to two. In the operating room, also streamlined down to just the two surgical physicians, two anesthesiologists, one circulating nurse, and one scrub nurse.

With no further streamlining possible, Yuan Weihong then steeled himself and carried on.

Naturally, a two-person surgery had another benefit — no idle bystanders; every operation was completed together, every operation, everyone had a sense of participation.

So Fang Ziye needed to operate at any moment; so Fang Ziye's operative results could also carry Yuan Weihong along...

Fifth case!

"Reduction excellent! Begin fixation, Zi Ye, our coordination is getting better and better." Yuan Weihong began psyching himself up.

Fang Ziye at this moment said very calmly: "Master, mm, yes. Learning closed reduction technique, the effect is still quite good. I was just trying to use tendon manipulation to assist reduction..."

Yuan Weihong glanced at Fang Ziye and heard that the other party was guiding him.

But Yuan Weihong felt this scene, this moment, was extremely stifling, as if thorns were piercing his whole body.

Sitting opposite, if it were his benefactor teacher it would be fine, but this was his beloved disciple!

Fang Ziye continued: "Master, did you forget? You told me before — for fracture closed reduction, you need to..."

In the operating room, there were no other clinical group doctors; the anesthesiologist was an orthopedics layman; the circulating nurse didn't understand orthopedic operations well; and Zhongnan Hospital had very few fracture surgeries.

No matter how deadpan Fang Ziye's nonsense was, no one could call it out. It was merely changing the form — using Yuan Weihong's own words from back then to indirectly elaborate on what he wanted to teach Yuan Weihong.

Fang Ziye was willing to do this kind of thing, willing to be the sensible one; and Fang Ziye also knew that if Yuan Weihong's closed reduction technique could become even more proficient, then his mastery of the osteotomy correction techniques he pursued would also become even purer!

Two years ago Yuan Weihong only mastered bone transport surgery; now Yuan Weihong was already striving for osteotomy correction; he should help where help was due, and even later, he would still need to assist on the side for Yuan Weihong's large segment bone defect surgeries.

Old cows have the affection of licking their calves; crows have the gratitude of feeding their parents!

Fang Ziye brought calm to the atmosphere in the operating room; time did not fall into disorder; the mechanical beeping in the operating room also became regular.

"Master, you also said before..."

After this day's surgery ended, Fang Ziye went on duty.

Today, Fang Ziye's chief resident handover was not given to Big Brother Qin Geluo, but to Zhang Zi Xi, a chief resident earlier than Qin Geluo.

Just afraid operating room manpower wouldn't be enough, so Qin Geluo could help at any time on the side.

Zhang Zi Xi was an attending in Han Yuanxiao's group; her relationship with Fang Ziye could only be called colleague ties; they didn't spend much time together, so Fang Ziye had to go take over the shift first thing, reclaim his heavy responsibility.

Yuan Weihong of course went to the banquet dining spot after surgery ended.

Only, after Yuan Weihong changed into his casual clothes, his mood was a bit complex, expression a bit conflicted; today's events needed some time to slowly digest.

'Unfilial disciple' deceiving his master and destroying the ancestors, and already starting 'reverse feeding' — Yuan Weihong really needed to do some serious mental preparation.

Yuan Weihong walked with head down from the operating room toward his electric scooter.

Just as he reached the bottom of the Orthopedics Building, someone patted Yuan Weihong's shoulder: "Eh, Wei Ge, head down like that, I almost didn't recognize you. Wei Ge's mood today isn't like Wei Ge, huh?"

The comer was a colleague, Vascular Surgery senior attending Mi Qi.

During Yuan Weihong's tenure as chief resident, Mi Qi was also chief resident; only Mi Qi's research accumulation wasn't as good as Yuan Weihong's, so he was still a senior attending, but also close to promotion to deputy chief physician.

"Qi Ge not on duty today?" Yuan Weihong knew Mi Qi was about to be promoted to deputy chief physician, currently on duty in the Emergency Department's Emergency Vascular Surgery Clinic.

"In April the department slightly reformed the emergency clinic; our department runs two shifts; one person still can't hold it down, so I'm planning to go take over the shift."

"What's up with Wei Ge? Any suffering, speak it out and let us brothers enjoy the schadenfreude?" Mi Qi, upon meeting Yuan Weihong, also had a bit of a wafer biscuit meaning.

Yuan Weihong hurriedly reached for his mobile phone in his pocket.

Mi Qi heard this, pupils instantly shrank slightly, reached out to stop him: "Wei Ge don't take it out! I was joking."

"I was joking back then too! Teacher Wei." Mi Qi immediately surrendered.

Speaking of it, Mi Qi and Yuan Weihong's accidental acquaintance back then also counts as a misunderstanding.

When he was processing his resignation, Mi Qi and a brother from another surgical department happened to be discussing Orthopedics, and as a result, upon hearing that Yuan Weihong of Orthopedics had lost his teacher and his Research Accumulation wasn't particularly Rich/Fruitful, yet he could still achieve Hospital Retention, Mi Qi joked a few sentences, saying something about so-and-so of Vascular Surgery, who couldn't achieve Hospital Retention despite So Many papers.

Could there not be some other connection, for example having a good Adoptive Father, the type who would Lick people and such.

This Yuan Weihong bastard was also quite amusing, just listening on the side, at the time he didn't utter a word, then recorded the complete video, and in the end even Inquired with Mi Qi how many SCI papers Mi Qi had.

As a result, the Impact Factor of one paper Yuan Weihong published was enough for Mi Qi to drink a pot.

"Which department are you from? Brother, your published papers' Score is this high?" Mi Qi still clearly remembers that year's Intraoperative Communication.

"Orthopedics."

"Then do you Recognize Yuan Weihong?"

"Recognize, very familiar, it's me." At that time Mi Qi nearly crashed. (For the beginning see Chapter Twenty-Two)

"..."

"En, I know, I was evaluated for Outstanding Youth Fund This Year. I saw it." Yuan Weihong started.

Yuan Weihong, who had been Depressed for a Long Time, started.

"Wei Ge, Handling it like this is No Meaning, I actually wanted to ask, does Wei Ge's student have time, if he has time I plan to do a Clinical Project with him."

"Related to Trauma Surgery's Limb Salvage Surgery, our Vascular Surgery and Trauma Surgery, if we can join forces strongly, this Project can be Handled." Mi Qi said.

Mi Qi is about to be promoted to Deputy Chief Physician, but Deputy Chief Physician is not the end, it's even just the initial starting point of Premium Professional Title, to make his own things, he must lean toward Research Direction.

Yuan Weihong nodded: "En, I know, don't I know my own student's published papers? BMJ, JAMA Oncology, Journal of Thoracic Oncology, and one is Cancer Discovery."

"Why are you telling me this?"

Mi Qi instantly felt as if struck by a heavy blow! ~

Mouth Corner staggered for a while, Hesitant.

Yuan Weihong then asked: "Brother Qi, this is what I'm worried about, you say, although I got Outstanding Youth Fund, the student is really Too Excellent, spending money is also fierce, I Temporarily Don't Know what to do."

"You say, he's this Excellent, where does So Much money come from to Feed him? Worried! Worried."

Mi Qi felt he suffered Insult/Humiliation, raised Fist, eyes bulged.

Yuan Weihong: "I'm Trauma Surgery's oh, Brother Qi! ~ This is still downstairs of Orthopedics Building."

Mi Qi withdrew his own Fist.

"Ding dong! ~" Yuan Weihong's Mobile Phone notification sounded.

Yuan Weihong glanced, then handed Mobile Phone to before Mi Qi's eyes: "Hey, look, Reimbursement's Research Grant Reimbursement arrived."

"Total only Nine Hundred Thousand, tax deducted Not Lost."

"Student Excellent still have to give Labor Fee, these Hundreds of Thousands, I might have to give him three to four tenths."

"Neither good to Embezzle, otherwise looks like I'm an Exploit people's landlord. This one give away, can only leave three to four hundred thousand."

"Indeed shit hard to eat, money hard to earn... Brother Qi, Brother Qi... don't go."

Where would Mi Qi want to Turn Back at this time! This Yuan Weihong where is Mood Not Okay?

But Yuan Weihong Turned Back, this Research Paper's Reimbursement arrived, he still had to summon several students together once, carefully divide a bit.

(Chapter End)