Chapter 470

"Doctor Fang, hello."

"Doctor Fang." During the lunch break after the first surgery, Fang Ziye walked along and was greeted by a great many unfamiliar faces.

Fang Ziye did not know their backgrounds, so he could only nod with an awkward smile.

Whoever it was, they all replied politely with a "Teacher, hello."

Yan Zhiming, who was going to eat with Fang Ziye, had a face full of envious admiration: "Ziye, your current fame is comparable to a professor's; an ordinary deputy chief physician probably wouldn't encounter a scene like this."

Fang Ziye wasn't clear on the specific reason either. Fortunately, by the time he walked from the operating suite through the operating room passage, down to the changing room, and arrived at the meal room, he finally ran into an acquaintance.

Xiao Lan, formerly a circulating nurse in Trauma Surgery, had now transferred to the Hand Surgery group in Orthopedics Ward 2, and continued to assist Professor Deng Yong with Trauma Surgery operations.

The current professional instrument team and circulating nurse team for mangled extremity related cases were a blend of Hand Surgery and Trauma Surgery.

Fang Ziye parted from Yan Zhiming and walked over to Xiao Lan: "Little Lan Sister, what exactly is going on today?"

Xiao Lan was a bit younger than Fang Ziye, so Fang Ziye addressed her as Little Lan Sister.

Xiao Lan looked left and right with her head raised, then lowered her voice and said softly: "Doctor Fang, so you don't know? It was your teacher Yuan Lao who made you famous."

"These past few days..." Xiao Lan recounted the whole story to Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye's face stiffened a few degrees in an instant.

Master is still that Master, Yuan Weihong is still that Yuan Weihong. The current Yuan Weihong no longer acts unrestrained himself; he has started making his students act unrestrained.

According to Xiao Lan, Yuan Weihong said he was heartsick and tired; his students were each more unsettled than the last, papers coming one after another for him to review, leaving him absolutely no time to rest.

Furthermore, on professional matters, this unfilial disciple Fang Ziye gave him not an inch of face, making him, the master, completely led by the nose.

It is said that Yuan Weihong said this during a multidisciplinary emergency surgery and was nearly beaten for it; fortunately, Yuan Weihong has his own set of "PR strategies," which saved him from a physical beating.

One thing Fang Ziye greatly admires about his teacher Yuan Weihong is that if you give him sunshine, he can shine brilliantly; if you give him color, he himself becomes a dye house.

Things like not being high-profile — those simply do not exist.

"Thank you, Little Lan Sister. Let's eat together when you have time." Although Fang Ziye felt helpless to retort inwardly, on the surface he remained polite.

Black-red is also a kind of red.

Xiao Lan said: "Sure, sure. I'll make a date with Xiao Luo then."

Xiao Lan is one year older than Luo Tingzhu, and previously when Luo Tingzhu was in the Trauma Surgery operating room, they had some interactions; their relationship could be described as not unfamiliar.

……

Having figured out the actual truth, when Fang Ziye explained it to Yan Zhiming, Yan Zhiming's expression froze, and he nearly choked.

Only after a while, having composed the discomfort in his throat, did he say: "Ziye, it's just that you few are able to keep Wei Ge's temper in check; if it were another student, with Wei Ge's style of conduct?"

"He would have been sprayed until not even bones remained long ago."

Yuan Weihong himself is arrogant enough, but that is because he is outstanding enough among his age cohort; even if others want to roast him, they have to take Yuan Weihong's own accumulation into account.

He's a bit arrogant, but his work has no problems.

Running one's mouth — that kind of thing won't get you convicted.

There are plenty of people who can't stand Yuan Weihong, but there aren't many of the same age who can beat him; even if there are, they wouldn't say they want to confront him head-on.

"My master just has that kind of temper; actually there's no malice."

"Right, Senior Brother, how is your clinical accumulation now? Is there a chance to fight for a position next year?"

"It's just that the people applying to our hospital next year will probably be quite fierce." Fang Ziye changed the subject.

Yan Zhiming's expression froze again, a smile-yet-not-a-smile, and his tone was weak: "Me? I go with the flow, main focus is a 'Buddha-style' attitude."

Yan Zhiming has no choice; in terms of research accumulation, continuing to muddle along in the research group, he wouldn't be worse than others, might even be a tiny bit better.

But if compared to Wang Yuanqi, this kind of professional doctorate with extremely excellent clinical operation, Yan Zhiming has no advantage and is even at a disadvantage.

So regarding staying at the hospital, Yan Zhiming only thinks about it occasionally.

Yan Zhiming continued: "I estimate even Senior Brother Dong will have to change direction and stay to work in the lab."

Dong Wenqiang, who should have graduated this year, but because of Fang Ziye's existence, plus Master Deng Yong's favoritism toward Wang Yuanqi, decided on his own to delay graduation by a year.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye pursed his lips: "Actually, looking back from this angle now?"

"Forget it, things are already past; no matter how you put it, there's no meaning."

Dong Wenqiang is a senior brother, but my early graduation is a normal decision; there's no need to not graduate early just to make way for you, senior brother.

Seniority-based ranking is a courtesy; clinical work stresses fundamental strength.

Giving you a few extra years to accumulate, and you still didn't accumulate anything — what grievance could you possibly have?

Hearing this, Yan Zhiming no longer struggled over this matter, lest he upset Fang Ziye.

The two finished their meal and once again headed back toward the operating room.

On the way back, Fang Ziye was still being greeted by strangers, one after another calling "Ziye," "Doctor Fang," "Industry Brother" nonstop.

Among them, aside from the Vascular Surgery people whom Fang Ziye knew, the vast majority of the others Fang Ziye truly did not know.

"Okay, okay, okay."

"I'll take a call." Fang Ziye nodded while fishing out his ringing mobile phone.

He glanced up, and Fang Ziye's heart gave a sudden jump.

Zheng Haidong, Sixth People's Hospital of Magic Capital.

These seven characters were no ordinary phone call; they required a rather cautious reply, and the process of interacting with him should be analogized to the same prudence as with Professor Duan Hong.

This is respect for a senior.

"Brother Yan, you go back to the operating room first; I'll take a call." Fang Ziye turned toward a corner.

Then he immediately answered the phone, enthusiastically: "Teacher Zheng, hello. I am Fang Ziye from Zhongnan Hospital."

Fang Ziye was afraid the other party had dialed the wrong number.

"Ziye, hello. Am I disturbing your work?" Zheng Haidong's tone was rather formal and resonant.

"No, Professor Zheng. I just got back from lunch and am preparing to go to the operating room." Fang Ziye said.

"Going to the OR? Today is your group's surgery day, Doctor Fang?" Zheng Haidong's reply carried a hint of surprise and hesitation, then he immediately said, "Doctor Fang, on our end, we currently have a mangled extremity patient who is very suitable."

"Just brought in from the scene, planning to go through 120 into our Emergency Department, and the OR can open in about two hours."

"So if you're free, Doctor Fang, we were planning to invite you over to give us a demonstration surgery on a mangled extremity..."

"Just don't know if you can squeeze out the time." Professor Zheng Haidong's words were very polite.

Fang Ziye heard this, hesitated for a few seconds, then said, "Professor Zheng, today is a weekday, so the situation is rather special."

"If it were a non-workday, I could think of a way."

Fang Ziye more or less directly refused, but also left room.

On a weekday, all work should prioritize this hospital's work and surgeries.

Going to do a consultation surgery on a weekday — that's a character issue.

Haven't done your own job well, yet thinking of doing others'?

"Mm, indeed, Doctor Fang, that was inconsiderate of us. Since it's like that, you get back to work."

"If there's an opportunity later, we'll cooperate again."

"I'll also search for relevant cases on my end. Mainly recently, I've also received many calls asking if our hospital can complete the kind of surgical techniques you do." Professor Zheng Haidong remained polite.

Consultation surgeries on non-workdays are all about favors — come if you want, no obligation if you don't.

Consultation surgeries during workdays count as leaving your post.

"Sorry, Teacher Zheng, our department has quite a few surgeries scheduled on weekdays, so I can't get away for now."

"We'll stay in touch anytime later." Fang Ziye politely refused Zheng Haidong's proposal, but also gave a way out.

Going to the Sixth People's Hospital of Magic Capital for a consultation surgery would certainly greatly boost his reputation, and could even rapidly elevate his jianghu status.

The Sixth People's Hospital of Magic Capital's Orthopedics reputation is completely incomparable to Tongji and Zhongnan Hospitals.

After hanging up, Fang Ziye still returned to the OR at the first moment.

No one else knew what Fang Ziye had refused, and Fang Ziye also didn't explain the matter for the time being.

The surgery continued!

During the surgery, Fang Ziye had no emotional fluctuations whatsoever.

Not until the surgery ended did Fang Ziye re-review the surgery's quality expression once more, then he alone approached Yuan Weihong and consulted him about Professor Zheng Haidong calling him.

Yuan Weihong's steps paused; his mobile phone couldn't get into his pocket for a moment, his right hand trembling slightly: "Really, really really called you?"

"I thought Professor Zheng was just being polite."

The Sixth People's Hospital of Magic Capital's Orthopedics represents, to a certain extent, the peak of Eastern Han Orthopedics' comprehensive strength — this is beyond doubt.

Whether it's Jishuitan, Kyoto Third Hospital, Huashan Hospital, Zhongshan Hospital, and other top-tier hospitals, none can deny that in the orthopedics specialty field, the Sixth People's Hospital of Magic Capital is in the same tier as them.

Whereas looking at Tongji Hospital, Huaxi Hospital, and other orthopedics, they're actually just first-rate level nationwide.

Zhongnan Hospital's level might be second-rate or third-rate.

Actually, Yuan Weihong, Deng Yong, and the others all thought that Professor Zheng Haidong and them were just being polite; once they got the corresponding theory, they'd definitely be self-sufficient.

Go research how to carry out mangled extremity treatment themselves, rather than invite a Fang Ziye from Zhongnan Hospital to do a consultation demonstration surgery.

Such a thing has never had a precedent before!

"Professor Zheng said so on the phone, but today is a weekday, so I refused." Fang Ziye said.

Today's patient wasn't under Lan Tianluo's direct jurisdiction, so there was no need to send the patient back to the department; right now he didn't know when he had already crowded over.

Hearing this, he clicked his tongue: "Senior Brother, today is Friday."

Medical accumulation needs constant improvement; pure aptitude alone can hardly achieve incredible achievements in one leap.

Not like mathematics.

However, at Fang Ziye's age, being invited by the Sixth People's Hospital of Magic Capital to do a consultation surgery is itself an incredible thing.

Then Fang Ziye even refused.

Although the refusal was well-founded and reasonable, Fang Ziye's choice?

Even Lan Tianluo felt it was a bit "stiff."

Fang Ziye nodded: "Today is indeed Friday, after that is the weekend, but Professor Zheng didn't say anything."

"And Master, I personally still feel that no matter the time point, if our scheduled surgeries aren't completed, I still can't leave my post."

The traditional education Fang Ziye received himself has a certain rule consciousness.

If I leave and a problem appears in my OR that isn't solved, what then?

At that time, even if I do the outside hospital's surgery well, the department will face trouble.

Unless it's a special emergency situation or a leader's transfer order, otherwise Fang Ziye absolutely cannot leave his post.

Yuan Weihong heard this and said: "I feel Professor Zheng will call you again in a bit; you hurry and find Professor Deng Yong and Professor Liu Huanglong."

"He has more experience with this kind of going to outside hospitals for consultation."

"At least make a call."

"The details one should pay attention to for this kind of consultation surgery at a superior hospital, you must do the full etiquette." Yuan Weihong urged.

Fang Ziye thought for a moment, then nodded.

A consultation surgery is not just going to do a surgery; it's also a process of displaying a department, a team's comprehensive strength.

Moreover, during this period one may also need to negotiate clearly with the other side whether one is going as an assistant or lead surgeon; if lead surgeon, the other side still needs to help complete the flying blade fixed-point practice registration.

Fixed-point practice is a basic regulation system of medicine; if not necessary, one should still consider it thoroughly.

That kind of casually showing off in front of people behavior is very likely to backfire.

"Master, I want to bring Tianluo and go together." Fang Ziye asked Yuan Weihong's opinion, while also looking at Lan Tianluo, asking Lan Tianluo's own opinion.

Lan Tianluo nodded a bit excitedly.

Yuan Weihong seriously thought for a moment, then put his phone into his pocket, and also nodded along.

"Bringing a fellow trainee is most suitable. For an outside consultation surgery, you must bring a suitable, easy-to-use assistant, to avoid the situation where the outside hospital's assistant is not accustomed to things, and you still have the backup capability to step down."

"Nothing more to say about the rest. Hurry up and ask Teacher Liu and Teacher Deng..." Yuan Weihong did not give Fang Ziye guidance beyond his own capability and vision.

"Alright, Master."

"Then Tianluo and I will head out first." Fang Ziye nodded and left in quick strides.

Yuan Weihong watched Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo, the two young ones, from behind, feeling infinite emotion inside.

If the assistants brought along for outside consultation surgeries were not mostly subordinates, he would have wanted to follow Fang Ziye to 'broaden his horizons'.

While broadening his own horizons, he would also let the outside hospital's peers 'broaden their horizons'.

At this hour, Teacher Deng Yong and Liu Huanglong had each returned home.

Fang Ziye chose to call Teacher Liu Huanglong first, and after consulting briefly.

Liu Huanglong only said a few key points: "Ziye, for this kind of matter, you must handle your own etiquette properly. Second, don't fuss over the other party's details and etiquette."

"Third, don't be overbearing. As for other details, I can't give you too much advice either, because I myself don't have similar experience."

What ordinary person could have advice on going to a superior hospital for consultation surgery?

A county hospital going to solve trouble and difficulties for a prefecture-level city hospital?

A prefecture-level city hospital going to solve problems for a top-tier hospital directly under the National Health Commission — isn't that nonsense?

"Thank you, Teacher Liu. I will pay attention to these details." Fang Ziye said with a smile.

"Mm, Magic Capital Sixth People's Hospital's choice this time also counts as breaking one of my cognitions."

"Something that Union and Tongji held back on for so long without doing, they actually broke convention first."

"Putting on airs and suffering for it — that's exactly the principle." After Teacher Liu complained once more, he actively hung up the phone.

Speak based on facts.

Fang Ziye has been leading surgeries for over three months, approaching four months.

But Tongji and Union have never been willing to lower their faces; they have never said to let Fang Ziye go to their hospitals to do a demonstration consultation surgery.

Yet Magic Capital Sixth People's Hospital, having known Fang Ziye for only a short while, treated him with respect for his talent!

Inviting an expert to do surgery — although it looks bad on the face, they eat their fill.

Afterwards Fang Ziye went directly to Teacher Deng Yong's home.

Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo each carried a bag of fruit, no fruit basket, just the more cost-effective plastic bag packaging.

Although not good-looking enough, it's cost-effective.

Teacher Deng Yong directly pulled Fang Ziye into the study, and his first sentence was: "Ziye, after you leave here, immediately call Professor Zheng back, just say you've already stepped down but are still paying attention to Professor Zheng's invitation."

"Politely ask if going to Magic Capital now is still in time! ~"

"This point is very important."

"Because Professor Zheng is a benefactor who can promote you. If you can get on good terms with him, your future path will be smoother!"

Fang Ziye nodded upon hearing this; Lan Tianluo stood to the side looking thoughtful, and did not respond.

Deng Yong tilted his head and said: "Hard strength is certainly the essential capability, but a certain degree of interpersonal exchange can allow your capability to be exerted more fully!"

Deng Yong only explained that one sentence, not caring whether Lan Tianluo could understand, and said the second thing: "Don't linger. After the surgery is done, unless it's too late, you should try to hurry back."

"Don't specially give others trouble."

"Third, get a firm grasp on the consultation fee and travel expenses for this level of yours, including travel expenses for both you and Lan Tianluo; it's fine if the other party can make up the difference."

"Fourth, patient never leaves vision! Before the patient leaves the operating table, you must not step down first!"

"This point is very important. Before the patient leaves the operating table, you must not step down first."

"Remembered?" Deng Yong asked.

Fang Ziye narrowed his eyes and said: "Master, why?"

"Because others will presume they are experts, take apart a portion of your operation and rework it, and the result will come out changed."

"If after the patient steps down, they go back on the table and reopen, that's a new surgery, and has nothing to do with you."

"So, you must try to lower your posture as much as possible, absolutely must not be negligent. These are all the blood-and-tears lessons of predecessors." Deng Yong spoke earnestly, tone formal, gaze sincere.

Eyeballs rolling around non-stop, obviously rummaging through internal memory stores, hoping to hand over a bit more to Fang Ziye.

"Oh, right, one more thing. You go there and they might talk to you about money and breach-of-contract fees."

"I suggest you don't get easily misled." Deng Yong reminded again.

A talent like Fang Ziye, outsiders definitely all want to poach.

The reason no one in Hubei Province dares to make such a move is all because Deng Yong is pressing down here.

Duan Hong doesn't make a move, so others have the face to make a move? How big is your face? You poach someone right in front of me, do you think you're that awesome?

Duan Hong also wouldn't have the face to make a move. Deng Yong has encountered such a talent only after so many years. If Duan Hong made a move, not only would there be no friendship left, Duan Hong would directly clash with Deng Yong afterwards.

This is equivalent to snatching something from someone else's mouth, snatching a wife from the bridal chamber...

Deng Yong had said everything he should say, and Fang Ziye then took his leave of Deng Yong, just as he exited the community's elevator.

Lan Tianluo tilted his head, scratching the back of his head, and said: "Senior Brother, we're going for a consultation surgery, but you're making it seem like we're the ones receiving them."

"Is there such a necessity?"

"Tianluo, this is the result of asymmetrical foundation. And cross-unit exchange is just like you exchanging with your relatives."

"With your own brothers and sisters you can be a bit more casual, but with outsiders you definitely have to be more polite, right?" Fang Ziye gave Lan Tianluo an example.

Lan Tianluo directly shook his head: "Seems a bit backwards."

Fang Ziye looked at Lan Tianluo's crew cut, really wanting to greet him with a slap!

But in Lan Tianluo's vision, it really does seem a bit backwards.

"Then what about people inside the group and people outside the group? How do you treat them?" Fang Ziye cautiously asked Lan Tianluo again.

Lan Tianluo thought seriously: "To those inside I'm polite and courteous; to those outside I've always taken a heavy-handed approach — I don't rely on anyone for my living, so why should I be the one who's polite to him?"

"Goodbye!" Fang Ziye and Lan stopped communicating.

Of course, Teacher Deng's suggestion immediately earned Fang Ziye an even more enthusiastic response from Professor Zheng Haidong.

"Doctor Fang, good. As long as you have time to come over, we have patients here. I mainly depend on whether it's convenient for you."

"Doctor Fang, if you come over I'll contact a case right away. I was originally planning to invite you tomorrow."

"Doctor Fang, can't you rest one more night? Do one more surgery tomorrow before leaving?" Professor Zheng Haidong's enthusiasm was as if Fang Ziye were his own brother or friend.

If Fang Ziye hadn't asked Deng Yong and Liu Huanglong beforehand, he might have sincerely fallen for it, but Fang Ziye was prepared in advance.

"Professor Zheng, resting one night won't be in time. My home side already promised another teacher in advance, so there's really no time."

"Sorry about that, Professor Zheng." Fang Ziye fabricated a reason the other party couldn't refuse.

Fang Ziye doesn't only have the Sixth People's Hospital of Magic Capital as a place to do consultation surgeries; it's just that Fang Ziye still isn't willing to go out for consultation surgeries.

"Is that so? Then it's truly a great pity."

"Doctor Fang, you come over first. After you buy the air ticket, just send me a message directly. I'll dispatch a car to pick you up, then we'll have dinner first, and after eating we'll slowly do the surgery."

"No rush..." Professor Zheng Haidong said with a hearty laugh.

(Chapter End)