Chapter 460

The Chinese Medical Association's Trauma Surgery Branch is the highest-level academic organization for trauma surgery in the country; ordinary professors generally aren't qualified to become its committee members!

Nationwide, there are no fewer than several thousand holders of the professor title in trauma surgery.

The Chinese Trauma Surgery Branch's committee members number only about a hundred. Holding a seat among them is a symbol of both strength and honor.

Fang Ziye currently isn't even a committee member of the Hubei Provincial Trauma Surgery Branch; jumping to become a committee member of the Chinese Medical Association's Trauma Surgery Branch is impossible in principle.

Deng Yong knew this as well, so he didn't trouble others either, explaining with a smile: "Professor Zheng, Ziye is actually still young; strictly counting from the school system, he graduated just twenty-odd days ago."

Deng Yong's explanation directly pushed the word "humblebrag" to a climax, and nearly everyone in the audience erupted in an uproar.

The reason it's "nearly everyone" is that among those present, there were still people who knew Fang Ziye's true identity — for instance, Enshi Central Hospital's Director Wu Guo Nan, Duan Hong, and others.

Zheng Haidong's long neck shrank back; facing the entire audience, he cleared his throat and muttered in a low voice: "His luck is f*cking good."

Zheng Haidong's voice wasn't loud, but after being amplified by the microphone it was another matter entirely; such cursing could be clearly collected by everyone's ear canals.

Many people in the venue were stunned; a small portion smiled wryly.

Jealousy only turns a person purple; beyond that, it has no meaning whatsoever.

Even a titan like Professor Zheng Haidong would curse publicly — enough to show how deep his jealousy of Deng Yong ran.

Deng Yong didn't get angry either, replying with a hearty laugh: "Thank you for the praise, Professor Zheng; trouble you to pass the microphone to Professor Wang Cheng."

Being able to recruit Fang Ziye, this master's student, into Zhongnan is indeed luck.

Who could have imagined Fang Ziye would achieve such heights? Back then, Fang Ziye was just a hair's breadth away from being eliminated by Xiangya Hospital.

But luck is also part of strength.

Professor Wang Cheng isn't tall, about 1.65 meters, slightly plump, looking like an amiable little fatty; he opened his mouth: "My question is more down-to-earth and very direct."

"As the saying goes, the lands of Hunan and Chu — Hunan Province and Hubei Province are one family; Professor Deng, could you trouble your hospital's Doctor Fang to come sit in the next room for a while?"

"It needn't be long; half a year or so would do; we'll naturally offer the highest..."

Originally the guest is king, but Professor Wang Cheng directly poked at Deng Yong's left and right ventricles — that was also unbearable; he couldn't care about respecting the guest anymore: "Professor Wang, if being separated by a room still counts as 'one family,' then we also need to rotate in our own home first."

"That won't do, absolutely won't do. Two or three days occasionally is still fine." Deng Yong infinitely narrowed this time limit.

After all, Xiangya Hospital is also an old-brand hospital; its foundation and strength are only slightly inferior to Tongji!

"That works too." Professor Wang Cheng laughed heartily, then passed the microphone along.

Actually, Professor Wang Cheng's scheming — even the dogs outside the academic report hall heard it; however, faced with such sky-high demands, Deng Yong also had to give a certain response.

A lone tree makes no forest; a single thread makes no line.

If Fang Ziye is to walk nationwide in the future, being isolated and without aid definitely won't work.

Inviting exchange and learning is the most normal thing; it's not scheming against you.

For the sake of learning and knowledge, as long as no bottom line is broken, so-called shamelessness is all reasonable and justified.

Just like before, Luo Tingzhu, for learning opportunities, often sought guidance from Yuan Weihong and Fang Ziye — does that count as shameless? Does that count as breaking the bottom line?

As a student, if you don't learn things, what else are you supposed to do?

After Professor Wang Cheng opened with this, similar scenes began falling into an infinite loop.

This is a private small lecture, not a large-scale academic exchange and academic discussion critique.

It was they who invited Fang Ziye to give a lecture — to impart personal experience and insights — not for you to comment on whether this research project is good or whether there were any errors during the surgery.

For a new direction, a new field, even if the process has slight flaws, if the results surpass the nation and even the world, you can have all the complaints you want but you'd better shut up.

Unless the research project violates ethics or moral bottom lines.

But the mangled extremity research project doesn't involve ethical issues; its purpose is to provide limb-salvage possibilities for patients facing amputation.

However, when Enshi's Director Wu Guo Nan also made a similar proposal.

Fang Ziye directly refused: "Director Wu, your Enshi is really too far. From Han City, even at the first available time, it takes over four hours to rush over."

"Flights from Han City to Enshi aren't available at all times."

"Considering mangled extremity patients need at least about an hour's turnover time from accident occurrence to hospital, plus preoperative preparation..."

Fang Ziye also rejected the application to go to Enshi for surgery based on actual circumstances.

By the time Fang Ziye arrived, the limb would already be thoroughly dead; what would Fang Ziye go do? Perform an amputation?

The limitations of remote areas currently still cannot be reversed!

A very realistic problem is: even with consultation, encountering emergency surgery, from the surgeon's departure to arrival, the patient can't wait.

Fang Ziye himself is from Enshi; if he were to agree to go to a prefecture-level city hospital, the first stop should be Enshi, but the distance is still too far.

Wu Guo Nan naturally still wasn't resigned and continued: "Doctor Fang, then if the time is suitable? Can you come guide a bit?"

Such a suggestion, Fang Ziye couldn't refuse, so he nodded: "Director Wu, if conditions are suitable, I'll definitely be willing to make a trip home."

Wu Guo Nan didn't morally blackmail; Fang Ziye just found himself a suitable reason.

Because Fang Ziye refused invitations from some other prefecture-level city hospitals, to agree to Enshi's surgery invitation, he had to give sufficient reasons face-to-face.

A full fifteen minutes passed before Hubei Provincial Third People's Hospital's Professor Zheng Tonghui asked the key question.

"Doctor Fang, will the learning cycle for this mangled extremity treatment be very long? Besides on-site teaching, are there any other tricks or practice methods?"

"After all, currently you're also quite busy, Doctor Fang; you can't spare too much free time."

Teaching a man to fish is better than giving him a fish; inviting Fang Ziye for consultation and surgical demonstration is certainly necessary, but one's own operational practice is absolutely necessary as well.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye slightly pursed his lips, and at the first moment looked toward his master Yuan Weihong.

Seeing Yuan Weihong give a slight nod, Fang Ziye then cautiously spoke: "Teacher Zheng, your question is excellent; if you hadn't asked, I personally wouldn't have had the nerve to bring it up."

"Internally, our team, for the sake of mangled extremity surgery learning, independently developed a mangled extremity rabbit model."

"Currently, this model group's output is quite good; some of our team members have already practiced on the rabbit mangled extremity model, and progress is decent."

As he spoke here, the venue instantly fell dead silent.

And Duan Hong, Zhang Yue, Zheng Haidong, and a crowd of old fellows all began standing up restlessly.

After Fang Ziye's voice cut off, several people realized their awkwardness. Then they slowly sat back down.

It's no wonder their emotions were stirred.

Let's put it this way: if there really is a suitable mangled extremity animal model that allows unlimited trial and error, even without Fang Ziye's personal instruction, they could slowly figure out a standard surgical treatment method based on Fang Ziye's theory.

There are so many techniques in the world, and not everyone has received formal academic training; quite a few people rely on their own powerful basic skills to slowly explore in practice and gain certain treatment experience.

Fang Ziye continued: "The reason I didn't dare bring it up at the first time is twofold."

"I'm not a hypocritical person either, so I'll just say it plainly, hoping each of you teachers will judge for yourselves."

"First, this mangled extremity animal model — our research group currently hasn't obtained a patent for it. Second, this mangled extremity animal model — our research group currently hasn't compiled the data into a paper."

"Third, our research group's internal personnel haven't successfully passed the test from training yet, so the effect is unknown."

"Therefore, I don't dare to make it public arbitrarily."

"So, before the above three matters are settled, you teachers can only come to the small animal laboratory where our research group is located to train and practice."

"The venue and the supply of domestic rabbits should also have a daily limit. And you teachers still have to pay for material costs yourselves; for this, I apologize!"

Fang Ziye's bluntness caused a silence to fall over the scene first, and only then did bursts of applause erupt.

One can make an objective conclusion: people are all selfish.

Within a certain scope, everyone hopes their efforts can have some return, whether it's reputation, economy, or status.

Fang Ziye used his own time, his own wisdom, and the funding Zhongnan Hospital's platform secured to develop this animal model — on what grounds should it be made public directly for free without any conditions?

Admittedly, making it public directly might benefit more patients.

Fang Ziye would also make it public, but before making it public, Fang Ziye naturally has to get what he deserves.

All top-tier scientists nationwide do it this way.

It's just a difference of a few months earlier or a few months later.

Right now, Fang Ziye agreeing to let other peers enter the laboratory to share these resources already counts as tolerance.

Otherwise, if Fang Ziye said there was no way, and then suddenly threw it out later, wouldn't that be a perfect result?

The applause had just died down when Professor Zhang Yue of Huaxi Hospital, dragging a hoarse voice and without a microphone, shouted dryly: "Doctor Fang, this thing follows first come, first served."

"The people who came to attend the lecture today should have priority."

"I want to sign an originality agreement with your hospital, then coordinate our hospital's animal laboratory research personnel and our department's technical guidance personnel to come over for stationed learning."

Professor Zhang Yue said 'I want', not 'I can'!

This is the keen nose of a research big shot.

What you're worried about is that I'll plagiarize you, right? I'll sign an originality declaration with you; if my hospital infringes, you can directly sue me.

And even if you don't sue, as long as you put this thing out there, my Zhang Yue's reputation will be more or less ruined anyway.

But, I can forgo plagiarism — the first echelon of mangled extremity treatment, I must secure!

No one doesn't know the importance and criticality of the corresponding series of projects on mangled extremity and functional reconstruction surgery.

"Professor Zhang flatters me; welcome your hospital's teachers to come guide and exchange! ~" Fang Ziye bowed slightly.

Actually, with this kind of animal experiment model, if people from outside hospitals come to learn, Fang Ziye's team not only gets a free ride but can also have a certain economic income.

Knowledge-based charging is the current mainstream.

An animal model I can make, you need it but you can't make it, you must pay. And, you come to exchange and learn, you still have to pay tuition!

This isn't compulsory education; you want to learn or not?!

Duan Hong, on the other hand, took a roundabout approach: "Doctor Fang, your team should have more than one member capable of making this animal experiment model, right?"

"Can you dispatch one person to our hospital's animal laboratory for technical guidance?"

Giving a man a fish is not as good as teaching him to fish!

Tongji Hospital is right in Han City, close to Zhongnan Hospital.

Your side doesn't have enough space, mine does; you come over and teach me, I'll pay the money, provide the venue, provide the raw materials, etc. — I'll cover it all.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Professor Duan, very sorry, our team's other member was previously from Peking Union Medical College Hospital, so he has already communicated privately with Professor Qi."

And at this critical moment, Wu Xuanqi beside Duan Hong, disregarding his own identity, blurted out quickly: "Doctor Fang, your team's other member communicated privately with Professor Qi."

"The two of us can also communicate privately, right?"

"I should be the first one to find Doctor Fang you to communicate, right?"

Naturally, after Wu Xuanqi broke the convention of identity first, Shen Tao of the Provincial People's Hospital said: "Doctor Fang, I remember your teacher prioritized dispatching you to me."

"You can't just casually promise others; everything has to follow a first-come, first-served basis."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye spoke: "Teacher Shen, Senior Brother Wu, let's discuss this matter privately later; we should still mainly talk about this animal experiment model matter first."

"The remaining time isn't long, and it's not early either; there are still outside hospital teachers and guests of honor here. They also need to rest well."

In front of so many people, Fang Ziye couldn't make a choice, and wouldn't fall into a trap.

Agreeing to Shen Tao might offend Duan Hong; agreeing to Wu Xuanqi, Fang Ziye felt he'd be sorry to Shen Tao for his words and deeds teaching at Enshi Central Hospital.

Admittedly, Shen Tao isn't like Yuan Weihong.

But anyone who has shown kindness to Fang Ziye, Fang Ziye doesn't dare forget a single one, even if he's just an ordinary attending physician, like Huang Kai.

It's just that Duan Hong is inevitably a senior, and also one who deserves respect.

This path of mangled extremity was where Duan Hong guided Fang Ziye in. For things he couldn't handle himself, he had to go consult his teacher to avoid displeasing either side.

Professor Zheng Haidong had his rhythm disrupted, and at this point could only follow Professor Zhang Yue's approach, dispatching laboratory technicians and technical guidance personnel to come learn.

This time, taking advantage of the other top-tier hospitals not having reacted yet, they'd stake their claim on this new fertile ground of mangled extremity treatment first!

Technology, this thing — whether others learn it or not, there's no right or wrong.

Zheng Haidong encountered it, so he definitely has to learn it...

Next there was nothing for Fang Ziye to do; it was all his fellow trainees starting to register various information one after another.

Nie Mingxian and Lan Tianluo also rushed to the scene, strictly controlling the registered data.

First priority is definitely to satisfy the group internal members' practice data; only the surplus might be allocated out.

Furthermore, this matter can yield a certain number of additional slots, and then holding these slots, the registered hospital tiers, go to Zhongnan Hospital's logistics and the functional department responsible for laboratory construction to apply for expansion of the animal laboratory.

The Sixth Hospital of Magic Capital, West China Hospital, Xiangya Hospital, Tongji, Xiehe — the application lists of these hospitals, do you manage them or not?

Naturally, Fang Ziye had nothing to do with this, yet Fang Ziye still went to find Yuan Weihong and Teacher Deng, the two of them, to calculate together where exactly he should go.

The three met, and the scene was momentarily somewhat awkward.

In the end, it was still Yuan Weihong who broke the silence first, taking a step back: "Teacher Deng, I'm sorry, previously because of some misunderstandings, there was a certain degree of verbal conflict with you."

"I hope you can understand."

Deng Yong then sighed and said: "Weihong, the old generation's matters, you and I cannot control them."

"I'll say something unpleasant: you can't even control your own senior brother, how can I go interfere with my teacher's decision?"

"If you think I treat you well because of Chu Lao Professor, then you are lacking confidence in yourself."

Yuan Weihong took a deep breath.

Then said: "Everyone's perspective has its defects, and everyone's understanding of matters also has its biases."

The two spoke to this point, then both fell silent.

In fact, both knew that after the previous incident, the two could ultimately never be without gaps like before.

In the future, Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong also could not be in the same group again; Yuan Weihong had also grown up and needed his own independent space.

However, not being in the same group does not mean they must stand on opposing sides.

Group collaboration is also a form of collaboration.

After Fang Ziye voiced his doubts, Deng Yong analyzed: "Ziye, I know you have history with Shen Tao from your time in Enshi."

"However, Professor Duan Hong is inevitably the first echelon wanting to treat mangled extremity, and from the start, it was also he who gathered Professor Qi and me to work on mangled extremity together."

"Although we later came out on top, this catalyst cannot be forgotten."

"If you go to Tongji Hospital, you can get free in no time. But if you go to the Provincial People's Hospital, you will need at least half a year or even more time before you can have time to come out."

"Brother hospitals within the province indeed have a certain competitive relationship, but you must consider more long-term, our team."

"Our big team's foothold is not to monopolize the mangled extremity research project, but to continue moving forward; if new technology cannot be promoted, it is to a certain extent a failure..."

Medical technology, within the country, has no concept of monopoly.

Medical instruments and medical equipment do.

"Master, this point I know."

"Leaving aside other things, just based on Nie Mingxian being able to participate without reservation in the research and development of the micro extracorporeal circulation device at this time point together with us!"

"I also cannot hoard my broom and cherish it." Fang Ziye said very candidly.

Regardless of whether Fang Ziye would have massive knowledge point sources after promoting the new technology, even if there were none, Fang Ziye would still promote it, otherwise Fang Ziye himself could not pass this internal hurdle.

Fang Ziye is not a saint, but if he can, under capable circumstances, Fang Ziye is willing to see fewer people suffer the hardships of the human world.

Deng Yong added: "Ziye, you must also make certain preparations; from today onward, perhaps your every move will have a certain representativeness."

"Currently, although no one has explicitly told you, you will be the discipline leader of Hubei Province trauma surgery in the future, but this is already an internally confirmed matter."

"Other potential competitors with you have also tacitly acknowledged this." Deng Yong's words were pointed.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's head jerked once, his gaze meeting Deng Yong's.

Deng Yong then smiled lightly: "Don't be nervous, the Han City University platform is high enough."

"Even the world's number one specialty can be entrusted to it, let alone our small trauma surgery."

"I..."

When Deng Yong was about to say something more, Magic Capital Sixth Hospital's long-necked Professor Zheng Haidong and a small-eared person approached and said: "Professor Deng, Doctor Fang, are you busy?"

A guest is a guest, moreover a super VIP guest?

Only Zheng Haidong has always been received by Duan Hong, so Deng Yong couldn't snatch him.

After turning his head, Deng Yong explained to Fang Ziye: "Ziye, this is a senior from Magic Capital Sixth Hospital, Professor Zheng Haidong, this is Professor Zhang."

"Weihong, you also get to know him." Deng Yong also introduced Yuan Weihong.

This time Zheng Haidong and the others came specifically for Fang Ziye, therefore introducing Fang Ziye first was perfectly fine.

Fang Ziye politely stood up and called out Teacher Zheng and Teacher Zhang.

Zhang Yuancong also called out Teacher Deng, then it barely counted as mutual acquaintance.

Professor Zheng Haidong heard this and said: "Professor Deng, didn't you chat with me before, hoping Ziye could go out for advanced study?"

"My previous answer was that this idea is very good, but today, I want to correct this answer."

"Ziye's current strength is already sufficient to be a teacher; there is no reason for a teacher to go out for long-term advanced study. What Ziye needs is external exchange, not spending time on advanced study."

"This suggestion, I hope Professor Deng you will consider seriously."

"Additionally, I hope Professor Deng can agree to my invitation for Doctor Fang to go to our hospital to perform a demonstration surgery, firstly to facilitate our hospital learning the standardized treatment of mangled extremity."

"Secondly, just so the students at our hospital can see what confidence their usual self-importance actually rests on." Zheng Haidong's words were quite blunt.

After speaking, he laughed heartily and looked at Fang Ziye.

There was a kind of doting on a junior, yet besides the doting, there seemed to be a barely perceptible possessive greed.

Only Zheng Haidong's words were so blunt that Deng Yong, Fang Ziye, all three felt quite surprised.

Fang Ziye doesn't need to go out for advanced study anymore, only needs to go out for exchange?

How to exchange?

No advanced study?

(Chapter End)