Chapter 396: Team Shortcomings and Irreplaceability (Asking for Subscription)

"Brother Luo, you rest for a bit; I'll handle the remaining time."

"Really sorry! ~" Fang Ziye appeared in the Emergency Department looking for Qin Geluo once again, and Qin Geluo just happened to be wolfing down his meal.

Upon seeing Fang Ziye appear, Qin Geluo's eating speed slowed to one-fifth of what it was before.

"It's fine, Ziye, have you eaten?" Qin Geluo asked.

Fang Ziye was leading a large team to expand their territory, and Qin Geluo was in this team; this would be of great benefit to Qin Geluo's future promotion to Deputy Chief Physician.

Ignoring personal ties and looking at prospects, Qin Geluo, who had already suffered a beating from the Chief Resident, could only swallow his grievances.

"I haven't eaten yet; I'll order now. Originally I planned to eat together with you, Brother Luo." Fang Ziye said while taking out his mobile phone.

Treating Qin Geluo to a meal wasn't because Qin Geluo lacked this one meal, but to express sincerity.

From Qin Geluo's perspective, the current Fang Ziye was simply "outrageous"; not doing his own proper job, but always calling on him to cover the Chief Resident shift — what kind of Chief Resident was this?

Actually, according to the hospital's formal process regulations, during the Chief Resident stage one only covers emergency consultations; if there is an emergency surgery, it can all be pushed to the superior to complete.

For example, if Fang Ziye saw an emergency surgery and decided to take the case, he could call the department's superior on second-line duty to complete the surgery.

It's just that in most situations, Fang Ziye didn't do this.

"You order your own; I didn't know you'd come, otherwise I would've ordered for you too."

"After I finish eating, I'll go to the operating room to learn and drink some soup..." Qin Geluo pursed his lips in a joking manner, his tone carrying a hint of hardship.

Actually, where did Qin Geluo not want to participate in the formal content of the research project? He had such an opportunity, a chance to get close to high-end clinical projects that even attending physicians like Nie Xuehua in the next group envied but couldn't obtain; even just standing in the operating room observing was a kind of learning.

It's just that Fang Ziye's situation was too special; if it weren't for Fang Ziye personally participating, this project, this kind of surgery, couldn't proceed.

Even Deng Yong substituting for Fang Ziye wouldn't work.

This time Fang Ziye didn't say any more hypocritical words; instead, his eyeballs rolled a small circle, then he grinned and asked: "Brother Luo, if there's an emergency surgery sometimes, would you be willing to come to the operating room in the middle of the night or whenever to take a turn?"

Those who hear the Dao come at different times; the one who attains it is the teacher.

Fang Ziye subtly expressed that he wanted to mentor Qin Geluo, but this time node probably wouldn't be particularly good; whether Qin Geluo was willing to learn depended on himself.

Fang Ziye had heard Yuan Weihong say before that the best time for a young doctor to learn surgery is absolutely not working hours, but outside working hours — for example, emergency surgeries...

Back then, in order to learn this kind of surgery, Yuan Weihong, during his Chief Resident stage, begged Xie Jinyuan to bring him along, slowly accumulating experience.

Qin Geluo wasn't stupid; he slowed his eating speed again, his chopsticks failed to pick up dishes three or four times and dropped them; he tilted his head, tone hesitant: "Ziye, there's basically no shortcut for basic skills, right?"

Fang Ziye thought for a moment: "There's no shortcut for improvement space; every step must be walked, but clinical cases are the best and most comprehensive practice material; watch more, practice more, and you'll inevitably gain some insights."

Fang Ziye didn't dare boldly say: My debridement technique and incision technique are fucking awesome now; even if you just follow me in surgery, as long as your comprehension is enough, the ceiling you see will be stronger than what you'd see elsewhere.

Those possessing 'National Treasure Doctor' level basic skills are mostly old geezers; they won't appear on the emergency surgery table; therefore, Brother Luo, following me might be a very unique learning opportunity.

Fang Ziye didn't dare say this, and wouldn't say this.

"Alright then. Ziye, when you're free, call me." Qin Geluo put dishes into his lunch box.

"Everyone has to eat some bitterness; for example, you Ziye, during your Chief Resident period you were like a madman; I heard from the Surgical Clinic people that you basically took every fracture you could get."

"For example, your Master Wei Ge; Wei Ge didn't have it easy; during his Chief Resident period, who knows where he squeezed out time to do experiments, and many experimental results were used to apply for grants."

"And during the Chief Resident period, he also had to learn surgical techniques; from being relatively excellent at graduation, he leaped past Brother Hua and them, becoming the province's undisputed absolute expert below Deputy Chief Physician."

"They all had to work hard; while people like me and Li Nuo, we slacked off at this stage back then; we stole laziness then, now we have to pay it back." Qin Geluo opened his heart and complained to Fang Ziye.

The pressure Qin Geluo faces now is no longer Fang Ziye surpassing him, but thinking about how to forge ahead and strive to make himself more useful.

In the group, there's a Deng Yong, the group's big boss, the scapegoat; his strength is top-tier even looking at the whole province.

There's a Liu Huanglong; the Distinguished Youth hat alone makes people gasp.

Yuan Weihong; professional operation among the younger generation can be said to have reached ceiling level; not comparing with a freak like Fang Ziye, he's still very formidable; the Outstanding Youth Fund hat can also be said to mean a boundless future.

Then there's Fang Ziye below; Fang Ziye is simply a pure freak; Qin Geluo even heard Liu Huanglong say not to compare pace with a big freak like Fang Ziye, so Qin Geluo doesn't compare.

Thus, a near-senior attending physician like Qin Geluo has instead become the team's shortcoming and the one dragging things down.

But Qin Geluo actually has his own pride too.

Back then, Qin Geluo also passed the Doctor benchmark standard in the Training Room and passed the test.

Back then, Qin Geluo looked at Fang Ziye like an adult looking at a child; it's just that this child's growth speed is a bit excessive now, muscles knotted, strength boundless...

If Qin Geluo were willing to drill into a prefecture-level city hospital, he could absolutely quickly promote to Deputy Chief Physician, even lead a team, and become a top expert in fracture treatment.

He could even occasionally do bone defect and bone transport surgeries that prefecture-level city hospitals dare not do.

However, does this have meaning?

Having witnessed the disease types in Zhongnan Hospital, Qin Geluo was absolutely unwilling to become a fracture treatment worker.

Therefore, no matter how tired, no matter how much he's at the tail end, he must strive to learn!

"Brother Luo, how is Xiao Tao doing now? Will there be a chance for him to read for a Doctorate next year?" Fang Ziye asked Qin Geluo.

Qin Geluo is currently a Master's Supervisor, but Qin Geluo's professional ability isn't as awesome as Yuan Weihong's, so he can only take Academic Master's students for now.

And Liang Tao is Qin Geluo's Academic Master's graduate student; often appears in the laboratory, rarely appears in clinical.

Liang Tao is on the same level as Jie Han; currently, Master's Year 2 is about to graduate soon.

"Don't know; originally planned to rush for Wei Ge's student next year!"

"But now Professor Liu has come; at that time I'll still have to bring Liang Tao to ask Professor Liu for his opinion."

"Xiao Tao's current research output isn't particularly much; just two Zone 2 papers, impact factor isn't high either."

Qin Geluo finished speaking and sighed deeply: "In the era I worked, two Zone 2 papers were very competitive for hospital retention; now this super internal competition atmosphere is brought about by you little puppies."

After Fang Ziye finished ordering takeout, he put down his phone and cried out injustice: "Brother Luo, this really isn't my fault."

"In the era I read for a Doctorate, one Zone 1 paper with IF 5 points was already not enough; I could only break through the Training Room."

"This level of research internal competition for reading a Doctorate absolutely has nothing to do with little me, Fang! ~" Fang Ziye raised his right hand and swore.

What joke; I myself read for a Doctorate by breaking through the Training Room; I haven't dipped a single drop into those other deep pools.

"Sigh... true, but even if Liang Tao reads for a Doctorate, with his aptitude, it's still very hard to stay at the hospital. Almost no possibility."

"In the department currently, the publicly recognized next-generation dream team is Wei Ge's group." Qin Geluo unintentionally actually mentioned this.

Fang Ziye's heart tightened; he held his phone sideways, pressed tight against the outside of his right thigh, and said with a playful grin, "Brother Luo, what kind of talk is that? Who's spreading such rumors?"

No matter who slapped that label on Yuan Weihong, Fang Ziye had to stay vigilant on his Person of Gratitude's behalf.

Regardless, Yuan Weihong had pulled Fang Ziye from dire straits; even now, when Deng Yong treated Fang Ziye as well as a father, the position of "Great Godfather" still belonged to Yuan Weihong — Deng Yong could only be the "Second Godfather."

Being labeled like this — is this person trying to put a high hat on his own teacher or what?

Qin Geluo chewed a few bites, then curled his mouth and said, "Just a joke, but it's also the truth."

"Under Wei Ge, three students — one is you, I won't even talk about that one, right?"

"Next, Jie Han? How many papers has Jie Han published now? Ah!"

"The Outstanding Youth Fund is absolutely enough, and with that quantity of research output, even if he can't stay in the department after his PhD, he'll still have a place in a lab."

"Not to mention, Jie Han seems to be progressing quite rapidly in the Training Room too; he has a chance to pass part of the Special Plan's basic skills — which means, both research and clinical, he can clear both, Direct PhD, no problem."

"The one most worth discussing is still Lan Tianluo; I won't even bring up Lan Tianluo, you should know better than us."

"Wei Ge's ability to spot talent — no one can match it, right?"

"If it were me, and I encountered a genius like Tian Luo, let alone one year without taking students, I'd willingly go five years without taking any."

Yuan Weihong's life is really good! ~

Hearing Qin Geluo list them off one by one, Fang Ziye said with a smile, "Brother Luo, but my Master was the one who fished me out back then; I ranked last in the department for the Master's re-examination — if Master hadn't kept me, I would've been left without a placement……"

"Fellow Trainee Jie Han was first in the written exam in his third year; it's said Deng Professor deliberately gave him to my Master as a good seedling to make up for it — the department acknowledges this too, so that doesn't count as my Master picking him, right?"

"As for Tian Luo, if Master hadn't taken him, Tian Luo might've become a Ground Net……"

"What?" Qin Geluo couldn't make out the implication in Fang Ziye's words.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Nothing, Brother Luo."

"Just a joke, Brother Luo; then I'll take your words seriously — if there's a suitable emergency surgery, I'll really call you?"

Fang Ziye placed the talk of someone "spreading" word in the department that Yuan Weihong's group was internally invincible into the deepest part of his heart.

Although Yuan Weihong was open when recruiting students — his own job opportunities, his group's research achievements, all solid results, not gained through crooked ways.

But words can be feared; one cannot be entirely without guard.

If labeled a "scholarly clique," Yuan Weihong's scalp would peel.

People fear fame like pigs fear being fat; after Yuan Weihong put on the "Outstanding Youth" hat, it seems even the brothers in the department feel quite jealous.

Even though Qin Geluo didn't say it outright, Fang Ziye knew the rumor-mongers were just those few.

Of course, Fang Ziye wouldn't deliberately pay attention either.

Maybe it's just a joke; as long as similar idle talk doesn't become a trend, a thousand mouths can melt gold.

Still, this matter, Fang Ziye would still report to Yuan Weihong.

……

When personally seeing Qin Geluo off from the Emergency Department, Fang Ziye still exchanged polite words — "hard work," "Brother Luo treats Little Brother so well" — repeatedly.

Qin Geluo almost embarrassedly punched Fang Ziye a few times, and threatened that if he kept talking like this, he wouldn't come cover shifts next time.

Only then did Fang Ziye shut up.

Everyone has their own positioning and duty; stepping beyond that duty to ask others for help is requesting help, and when requesting help, a sweet mouth is no problem.

After sending Qin Geluo off, Fang Ziye returned once more to the Emergency Surgery Clinic and asked with a smile, "Brother Fang, heard Brother Hui has already achieved success and ascended — so which teacher is rotating for our Emergency Surgery?"

Li Hui of Neurosurgery, after finishing his last emergency duty shift during the May 1st period, had mentioned to Fang Ziye that starting from the workdays in May, he had to return to the Neurosurgery Ward.

And he said, meeting this Little Brother Fang Ziye was very happy; if there's a chance later, they must drink more, and also let Fang Ziye communicate more with him.

Fang Songlin stroked his chin; his eyes suddenly turned strange, his eyeballs rolling several circles before he said, "Ziye, this time the Breast and Thyroid Surgery 'teacher' promoted to Deputy Chief Physician is a truly young and beautiful girl."

"Only twenty-nine this year, and she's breaking format to be promoted to Deputy Chief Physician."

"Ah?" Hearing this, Fang Ziye's eyeballs spun round and round involuntarily, unable to figure out how this age worked.

Twenty-nine Deputy Chief Physician? I'm also twenty-nine next year, and only an Attending Physician.

"Breast and Thyroid Surgery's Liu Guo, seems she entered university at seventeen, graduated from the Eight-Year Program PhD at twenty-five, got Attending title after one year of standardized training; during standardized training she was incorporated into the Chief Resident……" Fang Songlin said.

Eight-Year Program, integrated Bachelor-Master-PhD — for some students it's actually a bit like forced ripening; even after PhD graduation they still need a lot of time to make up for missed time.

Neither clinical nor research accumulation is enough.

But geniuses are the exception; some geniuses would graduate early even from normal Bachelor-Master-PhD, so the Eight-Year integrated program is just right.

For example, Luo Tingzhu is a similar fierce person.

"Brother Fang, this grade-skipping is a bit fierce, huh?" Fang Ziye clicked his tongue in amazement.

Not just Luo Tingzhu's cohort in the Eight-Year Program — past senior sisters also had exceptionally gifted fierce people; Fang Ziye could understand that.

The world is full of talents; impossible that only Fang Ziye is a talent.

"Not only fierce skipping, the key is she's a girl with extremely strong execution, looks very dashing, quite charming."

"Ziye, you better not shift your affections, alright?"

"Our Old Fang Family doesn't do that." Fang Songlin, knowing Fang Ziye had a very good-looking girlfriend, actually gave a preventive shot in advance.

"Thanks, Brother Fang; then I'll go ask that Sister later, see if she can give some convenience during duty shifts too."

"If not, forget it." After Fang Songlin's reminder, Fang Ziye hurriedly drew a boundary for himself.

Fang Songlin's reminder wasn't just to remind himself to keep distance from Liu Guo, but also hoped Fang Ziye wouldn't give Luo Tingzhu too much pressure.

"Right, Ziye, actually at your age it's the time for romance. You — if it weren't for early graduation, PhD graduation worry-free, hospital retention worry-free, no early graduation."

"Properly waste time, date for a few years, how nice."

"Now at this age you've become a miserable Chief Resident, sigh……" Fang Songlin sighed with feeling, thinking Fang Ziye was still too young.

"Brother Fang, by that logic, Sister Liu shouldn't have been promoted to Deputy Chief Physician early either, she has more prime years……"

Just as Fang Ziye was speaking, he saw a slim, trim figure with a ponytail walk in from outside the Emergency Clinic, saying as she walked, "Teacher Fang, I'm here to take over the shift…"

After she pushed the door open, she saw Fang Ziye in scrubs; Fang Ziye wasn't wearing a mask at the moment, his handsome features and steady temperament, leaning back against the table with both hands propped behind him, chatting with Fang Songlin, possessed a different kind of charm.

Liu Guo's face was a relatively standard oval face, with light makeup on her face, a slender neck, and brisk movements as she walked in; she didn't look like a particularly gentle girl at all.

But at this moment, her tone paused slightly: "Teacher Fang, is this the Trauma Surgery Boss, Director Fang, that you mentioned?"

Fang Songlin stood up, looked up at the wall clock: "Xiao Liu, it's only 3:40 now, the day shift at the Emergency Surgery Clinic is 8-16, there are still twenty minutes until handover? Why did you come early?"

Today Liu Guo was on the night shift, the night shift is 4-12.

Of course, Fang Songlin didn't wait for Liu Guo's answer either: "This is the Trauma Surgery Boss I told you about, Director Fang Ziye, an especially excellent surgeon."

"I know, I heard Junior Sister mention it, saying he got the Special Prize Scholarship in his first year of doctoral studies."

"Seems like he just graduated this year, right?"

"Excellent! ~" Liu Guo actually knew a bit about Fang Ziye's background.

"The key is he's also as handsome as Junior Sister said."

Liu Guo's temperament was brisk; after entering, she first poured water with her own light blue water cup, and while doing so cut straight into the topic, conversing with Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye also gave a brief self-introduction, and by the way had Fang Songlin act as intermediary to express his meaning; Liu Guo nodded decisively.

"This works, Teacher Fang, you've found me a capable helper." Liu Guo agreed very readily, and even specially added Fang Ziye's WeChat...

About twenty minutes later, when Fang Ziye and Fang Songlin walked out of the Surgical Clinic, Fang Songlin turned his head and asked: "Ziye, how is it? This Doctor Liu Guo is still very interesting, right?"

"She looks quite like a surgeon with that refreshing briskness." Fang Ziye inwardly compared Liu Guo with the Internal Medicine Chief Resident, and indeed discovered her differences.

Naturally, Fang Ziye also inwardly assessed Liu Guo's looks.

Above the baseline, with temperament bonus points, at least eighty-five points or above.

"Alright, off work, let's go back." After taking off his white coat, Fang Songlin tiptoed and stretched a lazy stretch.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye bid farewell to Fang Songlin.

Fang Ziye rushed back to the ward and indeed found that Deng Yong and the others had already come down from the operating table, Yan Chu's surgery had finally come to an end, and she had returned to the ward.

Fang Ziye went over to take a look; Yan Chu's foot was wearing a professional ankle-foot orthosis, currently temporarily fixed in place.

She showed Fang Ziye her most sincere, innocent smile, her voice crisp: "Thank you, Brother Fang."

After nearly a month of lying in bed and limited mobility, Yan Chu finally realized that the normal movement of her four limbs, such an ordinary thing, was so precious and rare.

She herself now finally had the opportunity to move freely again, and might even be able to dance.

Yan Chu's parents were both there, grandpa and grandma, maternal grandpa and grandma were also gathered around, thanking Fang Ziye, praising him as young and promising, definitely a very excellent good doctor in the future.

"Thank you for the praise, I still have some matters on my end, Yan Chu's current situation is all still good, but now we must still pay special attention to her foot blood supply, and whether local contracture protrusions appear."

"If there are tissue protrusions, it could be tendon rupture, report to the duty doctor immediately, may need secondary revision..." Fang Ziye explained a sentence, confirmed Yan Chu's parents both understood, then turned and left the ward.

Then headed toward the Doctor's Office direction.

Gently pushed the door open to an angle, slid in sideways, then Fang Ziye gently closed it again.

On the oval table in the office, Deng Yong and the others sat slanted casually, including Qin Geluo, everyone was dressed in green scrubs, just having removed masks and disposable caps.

The one speaking now was Liu Huanglong, tone cautious: "Professor Deng, although Yan Chu's surgery succeeded today, we still underestimated one link preoperatively, that is Ziye's physical exertion and the real workload during surgery."

"Over three hours, nearly four hours of high-intensity fine manipulation, is extremely taxing on the hands, and this is with Yan Chu's muscle stiffness only in the ankle-foot area."

"If there are even longer, wider-range surgeries, I feel that with Ziye's capability alone, it's insufficient to sustain such a long time."

"Even this surgery, the reason it succeeded was actually a bit reluctant."

"We probably still need to find someone who can temporarily replace Ziye to complete some less critical manipulations."

"I originally thought, Professor Deng you could alternate rest with Ziye, but looking at it now, I feel Professor Deng you are also not the most suitable candidate! ~"

"During the debridement process, it still requires you and Ziye to conduct it together to achieve the fastest speed."

Liu Huanglong finished speaking, and rather obscurely glanced at Yuan Weihong.

It was very obvious that even to coordinate with Fang Ziye in debridement requires a certain surgical foundation, and if someone is to coordinate with Deng Yong, they might need a foundation not much different from Deng Yong's.

Liu Huanglong's task cannot be pulled away to do other things; just the flap design, tendon transfer, and nerve graft surgery are enough for him to drink a pot full.

A huge team.

Two professors, one Fang Ziye, one Yuan Weihong, plus Qin Geluo, such a luxurious lineup, yet facing such a new surgical technique, at the rest after the first battle's victory, they feel manpower is still not enough, feel the team's quality is still not strong enough!

Even Deng Yong himself feels the path of medicine is a bit too difficult.

"Ziye's work currently has irreplaceability."

"One can imagine, the next surgery's debridement workload will be higher than today's little friend Yan Chu; at that time the debridement and release surgery will continue from the mid-thigh to the foot."

"Over a month of lower limb motor function deficit, the muscle interstices have absolutely already scarred and healed, need re-revision to restore muscle contraction sliding function."

"Oh, right! ~"

"Qin Geluo, later when you leave the OR, you must remind the Anesthesiology Department people again to come promptly do postoperative nerve block analgesia; Yan Chu had release surgery, postoperative pain even normal adult men can hardly endure."

"If we can't do strict painlessness well, I'm afraid she'll be afraid of pain and won't move later, lose functional rehabilitation training, then our surgery was done in vain."

Fang Ziye slowly sat down in a corner of the office!

After sitting down, not a word.

Qin Geluo hearing this immediately nodded: "Teacher Deng, I've already contacted the Anesthesiology Associate Professor, he said in a bit an Anesthesiology Professor will come personally to the bedside to perform nerve block analgesic anesthesia."

"Strive to achieve painlessness in the most pain-sensitive first three days, facilitate Yan Chu's functional exercise."

Deng Yong then looked at Liu Huanglong, tone very cautious asking: "Professor Liu, but with the current situation, if our team wants to find another expert similar to Ziye, it's unrealistic."

"What to do about this problem?"

"Although we just went to the bedside and told the Bed 12 patient the decision to delay surgery, surgery also cannot be delayed indefinitely."

"But the next surgery's volume and duration, estimated at least thirteen hours or more, far exceeding today's eight hours. Might be even longer than thirteen hours."

"No one can work continuously for that long..."

Liu Huanglong said: "There's another problem to solve, which is Ziye's current Chief Resident work issue."

"Always having Qin Geluo cover shifts isn't a solution either."

"But this problem is easy to solve. As Professor Deng said before, this year we'll recruit another new staff member, or establish an Emergency Trauma Center in the Emergency Department."

"The main problem still comes back to Ziye's issue."

"I have an alternative plan here, not sure if Professor Deng you'll find it unsuitable."

"In my view, finding an Expert similar to Ziye is definitely unsuitable, and finding a Mature Practitioner close to Ziye is also impossible — these are all treasures of outside hospitals."

"But we can find some special young talents." Liu Huanglong seemed to imply something.

Deng Yong glanced at Liu Huanglong, four fingers of his right hand tapping lightly on the tabletop: "Professor Liu, just speak directly if you have something to say. Who do you recommend?"

"Or if there's any difficulty you need me to resolve, I'll try my best to strive for it."

Young people, similar to or close to Fang Ziye — the selectable candidates are actually extremely, extremely few, extremely, extremely few.

They are even more a hospital's treasure, won't easily let people go back.

"Teacher Deng, then I'll speak. Mainly afraid you'd overthink, so I never mentioned it before."

"Roughly in January this year, a rather special student came to my side. His Basic Skills are very good..."

"The reason I propose him is because his identity is truly special. He is not a 'student status' of Han City Peking Union Medical College Hospital, so he's the only student I can bring out from my team."

"Moreover, he's a 'Free Agent' I recruited. After I leave, although he can have other choices, the optimal choice is still to follow me together."

"Teacher Deng, can you understand my meaning? I'm not trying to just gather people in."

Hearing this, Deng Yong frowned slightly: "You're not talking about someone from Tongji Hospital, but from your Group?"

At first Deng Yong thought Liu Huanglong had been secretly undermined by Duan Hong, so wanted Duan Hong from Tongji Hospital to place someone in.

"Naturally not. Professor Duan might not even have that intention!"

"Moreover, if this student came to Zhongnan Hospital, I believe Professor Deng you would also love him dearly." Liu Huanglong's voice was especially cautious, afraid of being misunderstood by Deng Yong.

Hearing this, Deng Yong's eyes narrowed slightly: "Professor Liu, you can even find this kind of person. Your connections aren't shallow..."

According to Liu Huanglong, this person isn't old, but his surgical Medical Attainment is quite high, possibly even higher than Yuan Weihong, yet he's not a Peking Union Medical College Hospital student but appeared in Peking Union Medical College Hospital's Hand Surgery.

Every single one of these factors is too coincidental.

Such talent — where would they not be a treasure?

Hearing this, Liu Huanglong turned to look at the Doctor's Office's Village Entrance, found it tightly closed, and no one else in the office.

Only then said: "Teacher Deng, this classmate could come to me, actually it's my father-in-law's private connection, entrusted to take care of him, there's inside story."

"He himself isn't even from our Orthopedics Specialty, and his experience is truly quite rich and bumpy."

Deng Yong asked again: "What's this person called?"

"Nie Mingxian."

"Peking Union Medical College Hospital Vascular Surgery's Professional Doctorate. Previously worked at a Prefecture-level City Hospital, served as an Anesthesiologist for a while."

"After returning for his Doctorate last year, his teacher recommended him into the former Peking Union Medical College Hospital Vascular Surgery's Old Academician Wang's place to study. In January this year, he returned to Han City due to private matters..."

As Liu Huanglong spoke, Fang Ziye's right hand fist involuntarily lightly hammered the tabletop once, his Mouth Corner instantly twisted into a sesame-twist shape, Shoulders shrugged, then his expression gradually returned to silence.

"Ziye, what are you doing?" Deng Yong naturally noticed Fang Ziye's expression change, concerned.

"This Doctor Nie Mingxian I might still recognize."

Fang Ziye replied to Deng Yong, looked at Liu Huanglong, hesitant: "Teacher Liu, Nie Mingxian's father...?"

Liu Huanglong nodded lightly: "Perhaps for him, for Nie Mingxian and Nie Mingxian's mother, it's all a kind of deliverance."

"His father concealed his illness, and on March 17 this year, at Our Hospital died of Treatment Ineffective..."

(Chapter End)