Chapter 481

"Can you explain Nie Ge and his wife's situation clearly?" Li Yuanpei asked with some surprise.

Fang Ziye didn't know Nie Mingxian particularly well, but he could be certain of one thing: Nie Mingxian would never be coerced by anyone; no one could possibly do that.

"Perhaps it's that I can't explain it clearly." Fang Ziye didn't want to continue this topic.

There was just considerable regret in his heart; he had originally thought that Liu Guo in the emergency clinic might have a chance to keep Nie Mingxian in Han City, but unexpectedly she might now become a seed catalyzing his departure.

"..."

After handling Han Jingyi's matter, Fang Ziye began clearing his WeChat messages.

Wu Guonan from Enshi Central Hospital: "Doctor Fang, long time no see, have you had time to come home for a visit recently, and check on the house while you're at it?"

"Our department recently admitted a few rather tricky cases; if you don't have time, Doctor Fang, I'll have them go to Han City for treatment."

This was the notation method Yuan Weihong taught Fang Ziye; he would encounter more and more people in the future, and same-name-same-surname cases were not excluded.

To avoid mistaken identity, it was best to ask clearly about the other party's identity, position, etc. in advance and note them uniformly; this was something that must be done for WeChat contacts related to work.

"Director Wu, no time recently, sorry." Fang Ziye replied very simply.

When Fang Ziye first received such consultation invitations, he would still find a reason, but Yuan Weihong said, actually you don't need to find a reason; living like that, how tired are you?

If you have time, go; if not, say you don't have time.

Xiong ZaiGui from Jingshi People's Hospital: "Doctor Fang, I'm coming for advanced training in October; I wonder if there's anything I need to pay attention to, please advise, Doctor Fang."

This kind of question, Fang Ziye had encountered not for the first time.

Previously, Bai Zhiwen Big Brother from Yanshi People's Hospital had also asked when inquiring about advanced training matters.

Fang Ziye initially even specially went to consult other advanced training big brothers, such as Zhao Xinle and Wang Liang.

The two big brothers explained a great deal to Fang Ziye, but in the end Fang Ziye only learned after asking his own Master that Bai Zhiwen Big Brother asking this was actually asking Fang Ziye whether to bring something.

Things like renting a house, controlling distance well, understanding the department's surgical disease types.

Bai Zhiwen, a thirty-plus-year-old adult, a Deputy Director physician, still needs you, Fang Ziye, to instruct him?

Only then did Fang Ziye feel he had done a "stupid thing."

"Wen Ge, nothing to pay attention to, just come over when the time comes." Fang Ziye replied afterward.

Then he saw Du Gang from Huang City Central Hospital asking if he could get another advanced training quota this year, hoping Fang Ziye could help.

"Du Ge, advanced training quotas aren't under my control; you might need to ask Director Liu or our hospital's functional departments about that."

"I've been busy recently, and can't get access to such high-end matters." Advanced training quota matters were impossible for Fang Ziye to touch.

What kind of position does what kind of thing; suddenly barging out to interfere with who gets advanced training and who doesn't, then what about Director Du Xinzhan and Liu Huanglong?

"Poor in a bustling market, no one asks; rich in deep mountains, distant relatives appear."

This saying would be correct in any industry; as long as you're impressive enough, some things will naturally come to you as your strength improves.

Especially medicine, this industry with extremely high technical barriers.

Fang Ziye previously never knew he had this many messages needing replies in a day.

Thinking of this, he wondered how many messages his teacher, Teacher Deng, needed to clear every day.

Spending twenty-odd minutes, after clearing through the messages once, Fang Ziye shook his neck, and looking at the time it was already 4:47 PM.

If there were no special emergencies, he could get off work at this point.

However, before that, Fang Ziye still needed to ask Senior Brother Yan Zhiming: "Senior Brother, how was today's routine consultation? Nothing special, right?"

Yan Zhiming was his Senior Brother; although he substituted for him to run routine consultations for training, he still had to ask about the situation at all times.

First, Yan Zhiming was helping him; second, Yan Zhiming's Senior Brother level might still be limited — this was a fact.

Helping was a favor; limited level wasn't something shameful either.

【38】 Everyone's level is limited.

Everyone's level is limited.

"No, Ziye, I've finished reading the geriatrics one, and can wrap up."

"All chronic diseases, just joint pain; they requested our Trauma Surgery consultation, I've already notified Sister Qi from Joint Surgery to re-examine."

Among the five Chief Residents in Orthopedics, there was only one female, namely Yuan Shiqi from Joint Surgery.

"Thanks for the hard work, Ming Ge." Fang Ziye said politely.

"Ziye, you letting me practice is giving me face; other groups' Doctors wanting such an opportunity is impossible."

"Other groups' Doctors."

Yan Zhiming said: "Ziye, Senior Brother understands it all."

If it weren't for Fang Ziye's exceptional ability, allowing Yan Zhiming a higher fault tolerance, it would be impossible to let a Doctor substitute for a Chief Resident.

If it weren't for Fang Ziye being his Junior Fellow, other groups' Doctors wanting such a training opportunity — look at whether Fang Ziye would give it or not.

Rather than worrying more, better to personally run that trip himself.

Fang Ziye finished replying, stood at attention in place, tidied his white coat, carefully tossed his name badge into his trouser pocket, then placed his white coat in the Inpatient General Office and went out the door.

Fang Ziye's white coat was n-tu-n-ku.

Fang Ziye now, because of financial comfort, had pre-placed his own white coats in many departments; put on the name badge and he could assume duty anytime.

Fang Ziye himself remembered very clearly: Emergency Department, Emergency Trauma Center Clinic, Hand Surgery, Spine Surgery...

Only one name badge.

"Tingzhu, can get off work! Is your experiment done?" Fang Ziye messaged Luo Tingzhu while going down the elevator.

Luo Tingzhu replied in seconds: "Senior Brother, I can get off work too; I'm watching Qiao Gui Junior Fellow's experiment."

"It's about done now too."

Qiao Gui is Du Qiaogui, Teacher Deng's Academic Master, same cohort as Lan Tianluo, Liu Haihua, Cao Qiong'an, etc.

Because he's an Academic Master's Student, after Fang Ziye returned, he rarely went to the laboratory, so his contact with him wasn't much.

Luo Tingzhu was very familiar with the people-network in the laboratory, and also, possibly because she was previously guided by Fang Ziye, now if she had free time, she would also bring Junior Fellows to do experiments together.

Having weathered storms oneself, one can better understand the hardships of those who come after.

"Who else is in the lab right now? Did Tian Luo just go over?" Fang Ziye asked.

In the afternoon, Fang Ziye made a trip to the Training Room; Lan himself still had experiments in the evening.

"Mm, just saw him."

"But it seems I heard Li Yuanpei say that Lan Tianluo hired an assistant from outside with his own money."

"This shelf is bigger than you." Luo Tingzhu suddenly said this.

"???" Fang Ziye.

"Tingzhu, is it Senior Sister or girlfriend?" Fang Ziye asked seriously.

Lan Tianluo having the money to hire an assistant is perfectly justified, but could Luo Tingzhu have misunderstood? The research projects in the group now — Lan Tianluo generally wouldn't let special people get close to them.

"Then I wouldn't know. Wait a moment, I'll ask." After Luo Tingzhu replied with that, she didn't reply again.

……

When Fang Ziye saw Luo Tingzhu, Luo Tingzhu was pacing restlessly at the lab doorway, occasionally holding her phone, looking like she was struggling intensely.

"What's wrong?" Fang Ziye walked over, holding an umbrella for Luo Tingzhu while asking.

"Lan Tianluo really found one older than him." Luo Tingzhu said.

"Uh..."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye looked at Luo Tingzhu in surprise: "A girl being older than a boy, what's not allowed about that? I heard she's not older by many years."

Luo Tingzhu listened, and after walking out of the lab building with Fang Ziye and reaching the road, she stepped on shadows cast by tree leaves as she said: "Actually I'm a bit afraid he has a bit of a..."

"Sister complex."

Fang Ziye heard this and said: "Not as terrifying as you think, and Tian Luo is a free agent — his romance is naturally free."

"After the New Year, Tian Luo will be twenty-four too."

"True." Luo Tingzhu deflated after hearing this; she herself would be nearly twenty-six after the New Year.

It has been nearly two years since she came to Trauma Surgery.

Time can shatter all blandness, and can also wash all traces into blandness.

The two of them didn't choose to go home and cook today, but chose to go out for barbecue and a celebratory dinner...

After eating, Luo Tingzhu said: "Senior Brother, I just bought a projector today; we can watch movies at home, just don't know if we can get it calibrated properly."

"When did you buy it? Has it arrived?" Fang Ziye asked.

"It arrived fast, ordered yesterday, already at the pickup station. Just don't know how the effect will be."

"After we walk back, wait a bit..." Luo Tingzhu's voice was interrupted by the ringtone of Fang Ziye's phone.

Luo Tingzhu obediently shut her mouth with some regret.

Once Fang Ziye's phone rang, it was basically never anything good — mostly patients getting injured.

"Qi Ge~" Fang Ziye brought the phone to his ear and hurriedly said.

Caller ID showed Wu Xuanqi.

Today was the weekend; Fang Ziye also didn't know what Wu Xuanqi was calling for.

"Ziye, I've already had Mingxian return to Zhongnan Hospital; can you come over to our hospital's Main Campus?"

"We're doing functional reconstruction, halfway through we really can't continue." Wu Xuanqi spoke quite sincerely on the phone.

This is equivalent to Fang Ziye being asked to take on a difficult task; if Fang Ziye doesn't go, this surgery will have a hard time concluding properly by the rules.

"Nie Ge went back with you to do surgery today? I was wondering why I didn't see him." Fang Ziye answered irrelevantly.

Wu Xuanqi said: "Don't mention it; the reason this surgery blew up is because of your Nie Ge — he said his mood was depressed, wanted to do a high-difficulty surgery to clear his head."

"Entrust his emotions for a bit, temporarily set aside his sorrow..."

"Now the entrusting went very well, the setting aside also extremely well."

Fang Ziye: "..."

No, when with himself, the extremely "high cold" Nie Mingxian, when with Wu Xuanqi, speaks so flirtatiously?

"Ziye, you think of a way and come save the scene; if you have an emergency there, I'll personally send you back~" Wu Xuanqi's attitude was firm.

"Okay, wait for me a bit."

"What about the procedures?" Fang Ziye asked again.

"Procedures you don't need to worry about; you're coming here not as lead surgeon, so you can skip the process. Of course if you want to go through it, you can too." Wu Xuanqi said.

Fang Ziye replied "okay" once more, then hung up the phone.

This time, although Fang Ziye didn't use speakerphone, Luo Tingzhu was not far from Fang Ziye and heard the call content clearly; she sighed and said: "Senior Brother, it's fine, you go."

"I'll get the express delivery; we'll install it later or tomorrow."

If it really wasn't a situation that had reached an extremely difficult point, Wu Xuanqi wouldn't have made this call representing Tongji Hospital.

Asking Fang Ziye to come over during surgery to handle the closure — this matter will definitely become known to Deng Yong and the others later.

This is already a face-saving issue that can't be covered up; that's why a consultation was requested.

"Then you go back first; I'll hail a cab here. It's not far from home anyway, and I'm familiar with this area." Fang Ziye decisively made the decision.

He is the Chief Resident; even on weekends, leaving the hospital requires giving notice.

If Yuan Weihong says he can't leave, then Fang Ziye will directly change his mother's... go and dead-guard the department.

No other reason; Yuan Weihong is Fang Ziye's Direct Supervisor.

Liu Huanglong is only the Ward Administrative Director, and not in the same professional group as Fang Ziye; there's no direct jurisdiction.

Luo Tingzhu said: "Senior Brother, I'll see you to the car; it's not far from home here, and I'm familiar with this place too."

Fang Ziye nodded, while finding Yuan Weihong's number and dialing.

After connecting, Fang Ziye simply explained a few sentences, and Yuan Weihong agreed: "Remember not to turn off your phone."

"Before departing, give Wang Yuanqi a phone call, let him have psychological preparation on this end; if a special situation is encountered, he must call me or Professor Deng at the first time."

"Also, this time going over, you can be a bit more meticulous."

"After all, Professor Duan has been in contact with the clinical research project of mangled extremity for a longer time, and also has his own accumulation."

"Perhaps if you privately interact with him several more times, Professor Duan's team themselves will comprehend it."

Hearing Yuan Weihong say this, Fang Ziye hurriedly said: "Master, this time it is functional reconstruction surgery, not mangled extremity limb salvage surgery."

"Strictly speaking, functional reconstruction surgery actually does not belong to the scope of traditional trauma surgery, but has the same effect through different methods as peripheral nerve injury treatment in hand surgery."

"The reason many people in the department currently cannot do functional reconstruction surgery well is because hand surgery basic skills are not enough, not because qualification is no good."

Trauma surgery has low requirements for suturing technique.

But it is precisely this lowness that is destined to constrain many people in trauma surgery in terms of upper limit and achievement in the aspect of functional reconstruction surgery.

Yuan Weihong hearing this, instantly comprehended thoroughly like pouring nectar on the crown, voice slightly sharp: "So, in just this short while of making a phone call, you are giving your master me a lesson?"

Fang Ziye hearing this hurriedly said: "Master, it's not like that, aren't we conducting research project discussion? You forgot, our research group is still collecting the learning curves of many teachers in the animal laboratory, this is the conclusion summarized."

Fang Ziye knew Yuan Weihong cared about face, so he hurriedly took a roundabout approach to save the situation.

"This is more like it." Yuan Weihong actively hung up the phone.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu looked at each other, neither spoke the truth.

Just then, the car Fang Ziye hailed arrived, Luo Tingzhu waved her scallion-white tender right hand, fingers as if plucking...

"Senior Brother, come back early."

(Chapter End)