Chapter 497

Humble and dutiful, cautious and meticulous.

Not toward people, but toward matters and things.

Carrying this thought, Fang Ziye walked into the operating room.

September 6, Thursday.

Thursday is not Yuan Weihong's surgery day; it is the only surgery day for Associate Professor Peng Long's team, so the surgery schedule is quite full.

Besides the first functional reconstruction surgery, there are three small surgeries that Associate Professor Peng Long admitted.

The patients waiting for admission are mostly functional reconstruction cases, but there are also general disease type patients who will be admitted.

After washing and disinfecting his hands directly, Fang Ziye held both hands together in front of his chest, stepped through the operating room's automatic induction air pressure door, and the door rollers rolled with a hualala sound.

When Fang Ziye entered, Wu Xuanqi was chatting with Xiong Jinhuan, newly minted PhD Cai Mingming, and Gong Yue, three people.

The four had smiles on their faces; hearing someone step through the door, they all looked toward the doorway in unison, their beaming faces instantly freezing with words unspoken.

Because Fang Ziye had entered after washing his hands.

Xiong Jinhuan, who was most familiar with Fang Ziye, subconsciously stood up, then deadlocked for two seconds before awkwardly opening his mouth: "Industry Brother, you're going on stage?"

Hearing Xiong Jinhuan's words, the people on the operating table only then shifted their gazes over.

On the operating table, the great generals had clearly already gathered—

The lead surgeon is Liu Huanglong, first assistant is Peng Long, second assistant Nie Mingxian, third assistant Lu Zhe Fu. There is also a first-year professional Master's student Zhou Yao standing at the tail end of the operating table.

"Mm." After nodding, Fang Ziye walked toward the location of the sterile surgical gown packages, gaze calm as he directly reached out and took a sterile surgical gown.

Fang Ziye's response not only stunned Xiong Jinhuan, but Wu Xuanqi and Gong Yue were also stunned.

Due to certain "non-specific" reasons, Associate Professor Peng Long, who originally followed Han Yuanxiao, has only one surgery day per week.

The opportunities for Master's and PhD students within the team to go on stage are already very few.

In view of this.

Wu Xuanqi, who has always followed Liu Huanglong as a hanger-on, generally does not go on stage on Thursdays; under normal circumstances, to guarantee the "surgery participation rate" of Associate Professor Peng Long's team's PhD students, Fang Ziye also rarely goes on stage on Thursdays.

Almost everyone has become accustomed to this tacit "rule."

But it seems today Fang Ziye intends to break this situation.

On the operating table, Liu Huanglong merely exchanged a glance with Peng Long, and Peng Long said: "Xiao Lu, then you step down."

Zhou Yao is only a first-year professional Master's student; this is his seventh day entering the department. Peng Long really couldn't bear to let him witness society's "cruel face," so he simply sacrificed Lu Zhe Fu's position.

Lu Zhe Fu nodded upon hearing this, voice carrying a smile: "Teacher Peng, I'll go to the instrument nurse; the view is good here, anyway I've already changed into sterile gown and gloves."

Lu Zhe Fu is already a PhD Year 3; he also wants hospital retention.

But ahead there is the retained Dong Wenqiang eyeing covetously, and to the side there is third-year Yan Zhiming, such a great rival who hangs around Fang Ziye.

If he doesn't strive for and cherish operation opportunities, in the end he can only give it away for nothing.

Peng Long also understands Lu Zhe Fu, so he didn't say anything more.

With Fang Ziye's mid-field insertion, Peng Long also very properly shifted sideways one position.

Originally as first assistant, he needed to serve as second assistant; Liu Huanglong as first assistant doesn't need to change positions, after all the lead surgeon and first assistant just face each other directly.

Liu Huanglong also very properly temporarily put down the scalpel: "Ziye, how come you thought of going on stage? On usual Thursdays, you don't do this."

Fang Ziye was notified by them to go to the department, so Liu Huanglong doesn't know the full story of what happened in the department, but he can know the rough outline.

Fang Ziye must have been stimulated, right?

"Teacher Liu, just want to do a surgery, get the hand itch out." Fang Ziye had already put on sterile gloves, approaching the operating table.

Liu Huanglong understands Fang Ziye.

Everyone needs to vent; some vent by roaring, some by lying flat, some by eating a big meal.

But there are also those whose vent is throwing themselves into work.

Why need to vent? Because they encountered things mismatched with their capabilities; it is a kind of active avoidance behavior.

And such "avoidance" is perfectly justified.

There is no one in this world who can be omniscient and omnipotent; Fang Ziye cannot either.

Even if patients' family members come admiringly by reputation, begging Fang Ziye to give them a hope, Fang Ziye still cannot give it.

Fang Ziye needs to vent, and right now he just did so...

Liu Huanglong yielded the position, giving Fang Ziye space to vent.

Only, Liu Huanglong suddenly discovered that with this yielding of his, the operating room gained another player stunned by Fang Ziye's "awesome operation."

Colloquially, a Third Floor stunned VIP...

Put it this way, Fang Ziye entered the operating room at 9:15, seconds not counted.

At 9:20 he got on stage; result, Fang Ziye at 11:00 sharp directly withdrew from the operating table and slipped away.

The whole process naturally had no problem; Fang Ziye's operation was like flowing clouds and flowing water, cascading straight down, without the slightest pause.

Even Liu Huanglong, such a genius, using extremely demanding eyes to pursue Fang Ziye's operation, could only say Fang Ziye today brought in over eighty jin of lubricant.

Fluency indescribable, only "silky" barely catches up to Fang Ziye's state.

Just silky it was, but Liu Huanglong discovered he couldn't quite understand it—

The only possibility is that Fang Ziye, this Creator, has probably made another qualitative leap in functional reconstruction surgery technique.

After Fang Ziye silently and freely left, Nie Mingxian belatedly asked: "Teacher Liu, how big a stimulation did Ziye receive today?"

"Is this even still a person?"

This "beast" Fang Ziye really doesn't count as human. Heard he has to break through every so often.

With reason he breaks through, without reason he routinely breaks through; now stimulated he can still break through.

Napoleon didn't break through like this for fun, did he?

Nie Mingxian barely counts as an "Elder" who followed into mangled extremity and functional reconstruction surgery; suddenly discovering he couldn't understand Fang Ziye's operation again, this kind of mood.

One can only describe it as a poverty of adjectives.

Liu Huanglong knew Nie Mingxian's question wasn't an interrogative, but merely a rhetorical complaint.

Not for an answer.

"Perhaps this is the real Ziye after all; we were all quite unfamiliar with him before."

"But in truth, while we progress, Ziye is also progressing."

"While we learn, Ziye is also learning." Although Liu Huanglong wasn't giving Nie Mingxian an answer, he himself also wanted to find one.

Fang Ziye, he's just too fierce.

Before coming to Zhongnan Hospital, he had only heard that Zhongnan Hospital had a kid with pretty good talent.

Hey, Liu Huanglong remembered Fang Ziye before being invited here; as a result, upon arriving at the Training Room here, his brain got hot, he made a bet with the Hand Surgery chief, and just 'flipped' himself.

Now it's good; he really just directly confessed himself in front of Fang Ziye.

This isn't just astonishing talent; this belongs to a unique tier of talent.

Wu Xuanqi, Nie Mingxian, Lan Tianluo, Liu Huanglong — they're all talents of another rank!

Wu Xuanqi was off the operating table, therefore still maintaining clarity, cautious and high-spirited: "Teacher Liu, Brother Nie, it's precisely because people like Ziye exist."

"That this world is splendid; otherwise it would be too desolate, too bland."

The strong grow stronger when meeting the strong, never admitting defeat.

Everyone fell silent, continuing the closing work...

After Fang Ziye left the operating room, he felt refreshed all over.

Fang Ziye analyzed himself: the refreshment had two causes; first, he had consumed — although what he consumed were 'Knowledge Points', he had consumed nonetheless.

Fang Ziye once again expanded his Functional Reconstruction surgery-related Proficiency to the add-point upper limit.

Currently it is Level 5 5000/5000 (upper limit).

Proficiency is also capability; although it hasn't reached the legendary Level 6, Level 5 with 0 Proficiency and 5000 Proficiency are definitely not the same concept.

The second point is that Fang Ziye also recognized himself clearly, knew his capability was limited, and also knew that the current Fang Ziye could only be a pure Trauma Surgeon.

Bone Tumor, other specialties' patients — none had any relation to him.

Before reaching Chief Physician, don't think about crossing specialties to handle things.

Hand Surgery and Trauma were split off; actually they can be undivided; many hospitals' Hand Surgery and Trauma Surgery are still combined.

But Trauma Surgery and Bone Tumor specialty are completely two different categorical concepts.

Even if Fang Ziye could add points to do corresponding surgeries, he couldn't operate like this; the whip is too short to reach!

After leaving the Changing Room, Fang Ziye threw all these messy matters to the back of his mind, and at the first time sent a message to Lan Tianluo.

"Tian Luo, did you guys buy the stuff? How much? I'll transfer it to you." Fang Ziye sent a voice message on WeChat.

September 10th approaching, another Teachers' Day.

Two years ago on Teachers' Day, Fang Ziye and Jie Han split the cost to buy a gift; last year's Teachers' Day Fang Ziye was absent due to going abroad, and it was Jie Han and Lan Tianluo who arranged it.

This year Fang Ziye is in Han City, so he naturally still has to participate.

This year's Teachers' Day is also somewhat different from previous years.

Yuan Weihong wants to split off and celebrate separately.

At least Yuan Weihong won't attend Teacher Deng's organized Teachers' Day banquet as a participant!

"Senior Brother, already bought it; I'll send a group payment request later."

"This time we bought Master a set of Esports Equipment, so that when he reads Literature or plays games at home later, it can also protect his waist."

"The price is slightly expensive, but I feel our fellow disciples' economic strength is all pretty good; split per person it's 1500." Lan Tianluo replied in text.

"Mm, Tian Luo, later go book me two bouquets of flowers; the style doesn't matter, but they must exist."

"This year is my first year working; both sides' Teachers' Days must be attended."

"Good thing Master knows and is understanding, so he arranged our small sect's banquet at noon."

"Otherwise I'd have to face a Shura field." Fang Ziye replied.

Didn't mention the gift price matter.

What identity does what kind of thing; what kind of family background what kind of consumption.

Two years ago, several people pooled to buy a Helmet, total only 400-something.

Back then Fang Ziye was poor, poor to the point of rattling; back then Fang Ziye had to spend 1500 to buy a gift.

Either gnaw off the old, or borrow money; there was no other third path.

This sum of money couldn't be saved.

"Senior Brother, then how will you spend next year's Teachers' Day?" Lan Tianluo asked curiously.

Right, in September the hospital has another matter: confirming Master's Supervisor and Doctoral Supervisor lists.

Fang Ziye appeared on the list without accident.

And, Fang Ziye himself didn't even go operate; he was directly arranged as a Doctoral Supervisor.

Mm, yes, Fang Ziye appeared in the PhD Student Supervisor list; next year he can directly supervise PhDs!

Currently, Han City University's recognition standards for Doctoral Supervisors are as follows:

1. Senior Professional Title: Applicant should possess Professor or Researcher title, or in certain cases, Associate Professor or Associate Researcher title and be specially approved.

2. Academic Achievement: Applicant should have high Academic Attainment, manifested as significant research achievements in relevant academic fields, including publishing high-quality academic papers, undertaking important research projects, winning research achievement awards, etc.

These two items, Fang Ziye meets both; although Associate Researcher is still going through process, this process thing, walking and walking it comes down.

Fang Ziye's current academic achievements, evaluating an Associate Researcher and not passing would be excessive.

You must know!

Han City University previously had a genius girl who completed the legendary resume of Doctoral Supervisor at 28, Researcher!

Fang Ziye was about the same age as her, but his research title was one level lower.

"I'll spend it with Master." Fang Ziye answered with almost no hesitation.

"Which Master?" Lan Tianluo seemed determined to get to the bottom of it.

Fang Ziye was slightly annoyed, but he also saw through Lan Tianluo's real thoughts: "Tian Luo, keep working hard; the time you become a Doctoral Supervisor will only be earlier than me, not later."

"I'm talking about age."

"Besides, choosing Surgical Glove was your hobby; if you had stayed in Mathematics Major or Computer Science Department, your achievements today would be much higher than mine."

"Both of these majors can make you an Overnight Sensation."

Fang Ziye didn't know about Computer Science, but Mathematics could, and there was also a Precedent.

He heard it was an Undergraduate from a certain Mathematics College of Central South University in Han City, who solved a world-class Difficult Problem, and in One Leap directly became Professor Level, truly an Overnight Fame!

"Senior Brother, you misunderstood my meaning."

"I'm not making you Choose, nor am I Jealous, there's also a bit of Envy."

"What I mean is, you, a Doctoral Supervisor, want to Consider me?" Lan Tianluo typed back.

"No way, I don't want to be beaten up by Master."

"For the sake of getting you, Master even Delayed promotion by One Year..." Fang Ziye said.

Lan Tianluo's side showed the other party Typing Indicator several times.

But in the end they all stopped: "Senior Brother, I was just joking."

"Congratulations to you, Senior Brother."

"Right, I won't reply for now, my Sister asked me to accompany her to Choose Teachers' Day gifts..." Lan Tianluo suddenly replied.

Fang Ziye caught the wording in Lan Tianluo's Reply message.

It was my Sister, Rather Than my Senior Sister.

Fang Ziye pursed his lips and smiled, also very Happy to see Lan Tianluo and Luo Tingzhu Ice Melt.

The two Originally had no grievances, just Misunderstandings accumulated from childhood.

However, when Fang Ziye heard Lan Qi, previously Every Holiday he would see Luo Tingzhu Appear near him...

Fang Ziye also couldn't help feeling some Heartache.

Who doesn't hope to have harmonious parents, a complete Home?

Lan Tianluo has it, Luo Tingzhu doesn't.

Luo Tingzhu has it, Lan Tianluo also doesn't...

"Master's Supervisor, Doctoral Supervisor, Two Students, brain hurts!" Fang Ziye muttered in a Low Voice.

(Chapter End)