Chapter 502: Nuclear-Level Expert Team (Seeking Subscriptions)

"Master, no, wait — how did reporters from Longtai end up at our animal lab? We didn't hear a whisper about it?" In the Inpatient General Office, Fang Ziye asked.

Longtai, reporters, animal lab.

These few nouns combined together were truly too bizarre.

"I don't know either. Just now it was Wu Xuanqi who sent me a message."

"Director Liu called. He probably just found out too. Let's go over first and assess the situation when we get there?!"

"Regardless, we need to handle the reception properly first." Yuan Weihong said.

This matter came too suddenly.

The biggest official media Zhongnan Hospital could access was just Hubei Provincial TV or Hubei's science and technology channel.

Longtai reporters coming to Han City for interviews — instead of going straight to Peking Union Medical College Hospital and Tongji, they ran to Zhongnan Hospital. What could they possibly see?

"Okay. Master." Fang Ziye also hurriedly hung up the phone, then tidied his appearance a bit in front of the mirror, and rushed out of the department without taking off his white coat.

After leaving, Fang Ziye called the duty doctor, telling him to call him anytime if anything came up in the department.

The current Zhongnan Hospital absolutely could not afford any unexpected accidents.

Even so, Fang Ziye still couldn't rest easy, so he directly called Wang Yuanqi, hoping Wang Yuanqi could help keep an eye on the department.

Even normally, one couldn't joke about emergency patients' conditions, couldn't allow delays in diagnosis and treatment. Now with Longtai reporters here, if someone died on this side, it would really blow up.

But who knows if the heavens were joking — all coincidences converged together.

Just as Fang Ziye left the Orthopedics Building, heading toward the animal lab, he had only reached the tree shade by the Medical Complaint Reception doorway when his phone rang again.

Fang Ziye thought it was Master Yuan Weihong or Director Liu Huanglong, or Deng Yong, or maybe his friend Nie Mingxian or Wu Xuanqi.

But unexpectedly, the caller ID note was actually Grandpa Zu!

Long-lost memories surged — this was a year ago, when Fang Ziye was on rural rotation in Enshi, he encountered a very high-status elder.

For a long stretch of time, the two had no more contact. At this special moment today, this Grandpa Zu actually called him.

Thinking that he had saved his life back then, he surely wouldn't come with ill intent.

Hesitating a few seconds, Fang Ziye's expression shifted from conflicted to calm. He chose to answer: "Hello Grandpa Zu, this is Fang Ziye."

"Doctor Fang, long time no see. Lucky you still remember me." Grandpa Zu's tone was very amiable.

"Grandpa Zu, back then I still have to thank you for recommending me to enter the experimental area. Otherwise there might not be the me of today." Fang Ziye said politely.

Back then in Enshi, the sanatorium's laboratory — the reason Fang Ziye could enter was because Grandpa Zu recommended him to Old Chinese Doctor Chen.

After getting the entry quota, Fang Ziye was able to complete the HK2 gene knockout animal trial model in Enshi. This model is now ordered by many research groups for experiments.

There's no substantive output yet, but once there are results, they'll inevitably be unable to escape the paper Fang Ziye published earlier.

"Opportunity is just a threshold. Ultimate achievements all rely on oneself."

"Master leads you through the door, cultivation depends on the individual. Doctor Fang being so outstanding now is mainly because you yourself are solid."

"See, I just got back from Hubei Province, and then received another recommendation about you, Doctor Fang. Just got the news yesterday, and I thought to organize a batch of old fellows to come take a look at you."

"By the way, also once again in my personal capacity, to properly thank you, my life-saving benefactor."

"This time it's relatively more formal." Grandpa Zu's voice and tone were very serious.

That time in Enshi, if Fang Ziye hadn't tricked him into the hospital, Grandpa Zu's grave grass would be nearly half a meter high by now.

Intracranial hemorrhage, no family by his side. If they waited for the corpse to rot and be discovered, mosquitoes would've bred three generations!

"Grandpa Zu, you're too polite. I merely lent a hand." Fang Ziye said hurriedly, pausing his steps, carefully considering his wording and guessing the other's purpose.

But Grandpa Zu directly said: "It's lunchtime now. Does Doctor Fang have free time to accompany us old fellows for a meal? By the way, I'll recommend you to your industry's seniors."

"Others you might not know, but Magic Capital's Old Professor Gu, and Jingdu's Old Professor Qiu — you should be familiar with them."

Fang Ziye froze at these words.

Among professors familiar to Fang Ziye, where were any surnamed Qiu or Gu? If forced to name two, it would only be Fang Ziye's one-sided familiarity.

Fang Ziye swallowed hard and asked back: "Grandpa Zu, you're not joking, right? You mean — Peking Union Medical College Hospital's Old Professor Qiu, and Huashan Hospital's Old Professor Gu?"

Old Professor Gu, Hand Surgery Academician, Huashan Hospital Surgery Professor, PhD Student Supervisor.

When Fang Ziye performed functional reconstruction surgery, he had studied all of this old professor's major works.

Not even mentioning papers — just the awards his original surgical techniques won are enough to suppress the current era!

1985, "Venous Arterialization Peroneal Nerve Transplant" won National Invention Third Prize; 1987, "Vascular Variations and Management in Toe Transplant Surgery" won National Science and Technology Progress Second Prize;

1990, "Brachial Plexus Nerve Injury Diagnosis and Treatment" won National Science and Technology Progress Second Prize;

1993, "Healthy Side C7 Nerve Transfer for Brachial Plexus Root Avulsion" won National Invention Second Prize;

1996, "Skin Flap Repair of Limb Wounds" won National Science and Technology Progress Second Prize;

1998, "Basic Research on Tissue Transplantation" won National Science and Technology Progress Second Prize;

2005, "Long Segment Phrenic Nerve and C7 Nerve Transfer for Brachial Plexus Root Avulsion Injury" won National Science and Technology Progress Second Prize...

A full seven corresponding national natural science medals. Current Eastern Han Hand Surgery's progress is completely inseparable from Old Professor Gu's contributions.

Peking Union Medical College Hospital's Academician Qiu, top expert in Trauma Surgery and Spine Surgery, focusing on Spine Surgery, proposed a unique classification for scoliosis, also won two National Science and Technology Progress Second Prizes.

Compared to them, Fang Ziye's current achievements aren't even fit to carry their shoes.

"It's exactly the ones Doctor Fang you mentioned."

"This time, after I saw the recommendation about you, I gave these materials to these two old professors first thing. Didn't expect he'd be even more interested than me."

"Hastily organized an expert team and rushed to Han City to come see you."

"And it was organized rather suddenly, so didn't tell you in advance. Are you free now?" Grandpa Zu laughed heartily.

Fang Ziye knew very clearly that if it really was Old Professor Gu and Old Professor Qiu, they understood extremely well how much this mangled extremity would benefit orthopedic development — it would boost Eastern Han's top medical standards to once again stand at the world's peak, just like limb replantation surgery did back then.

And now Eastern Han's tech level is already different from the past. It would never again let the market accompanying this new surgical technique be carved up by outsiders due to tech limitations.

Eastern Han will no longer just be an honorary laureate, but will tangibly gain other practical benefits.

"Gulp, gulp!" Fang Ziye swallowed twice, then said: "Grandpa Zu, where are you all?"

"I'm currently the Chief Resident; I need to hand over briefly, then I'll come visit you." Fang Ziye was very polite.

Joke!

Back then, Fang Ziye had dreamed of following an Academician Team to learn for a while.

Now Gu Lao and Qiu Lao had come specially for him, and if he didn't go meet them, it simply wouldn't do.

Whatever interviews, they'd have to be put aside for now.

The Old Academician's time was extremely tight; one could even say that if they were willing to take advertisements, conservatively the ad fees could be calculated at one hundred thousand per minute.

"It's not far from here; we landed in Han City last night, and this morning we walked around the vicinity of Zhongnan Hospital."

"We're now in a business private room on Han Street; I'll send you the address via message..." Teacher Zu's attitude was still very polite.

Two o'clock.

One, Fang Ziye was his life-saver, and he should support him at the right time.

People of some status who forget kindness and betray righteousness are not many.

Two, Fang Ziye was super awesome; the things he sent out directly smashed the Academician's door, making those two 'crazily' run out.

If Fang Ziye's research results didn't carry some weight, they definitely wouldn't be like this.

"Okay, Teacher Zu, wait for me a moment!" Fang Ziye swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

On one side was Reporter Longtai's interview, on the other side Teacher Zu brought two Academicians to call him to eat; Fang Ziye chose to take care of the latter's emotions first!

After hanging up, Fang Ziye immediately called Yuan Weihong; after briefly explaining, the breathing on Yuan Weihong's side stopped.

"Master, Master. Do you think I shouldn't go?" Fang Ziye kept calling, waiting for Yuan Weihong's response.

Teacher, you're my Master; you have to give me an attitude. I can't be telling you I'm going to the animal lab one second and then disappear the next.

Yuan Weihong on the other end of the phone clearly took several deep breaths before slowly saying: "To be honest, Ziye, I've never had experience receiving such heavyweight figures."

"Teacher Deng doesn't either; you definitely have to go, but you might want to ask Teacher Liu Huanglong."

"However, thinking about it, if you say those two have come to the vicinity of Zhongnan Hospital, and Professor Liu finds out, he will personally go with you to receive them."

"I just don't know if it's suitable for you to bring outsiders."

Yuan Weihong quickly helped Fang Ziye sort out the corresponding train of thought!

Who Teacher Zu was, Yuan Weihong didn't know at all, but that didn't hinder him from knowing Professor Qiu and Professor Gu.

The other party privately sent Fang Ziye a message, not through Zhongnan Hospital's Medical Affairs Department, not asking Dean Wang to personally accompany, or through Han City University's Publicity Department, Academic Affairs Department, and other leaders to come to Zhongnan Hospital; they should have other considerations.

This time they came, it should be a private visit; for now they don't want to make too big a commotion.

As the saying goes, the higher you're lifted, the harder you fall; you might even be smashed to death.

If from the start they made a big show of loudly praising Fang Ziye or Zhongnan Hospital's team, and the results couldn't stand scrutiny, it might stage that scene of online traffic hotspots at various time points.

It would make the official media look very awkward!

Medicine isn't media; it doesn't need so much attention. Before doing things, naturally one needs to investigate clearly.

Fang Ziye said upon hearing this: "Master, I'll call Professor Liu myself; I believe I might get some guidance from Teacher Liu."

Liu Huanglong's father-in-law, no matter what, was of that level; Liu Huanglong should know some skills and experience in dealing with these people to some extent.

Not necessarily needing to bow and scrape, but a kind of respect.

For example, if Fang Ziye now went to the County Hospital for a consultation surgery, and others didn't even accept it, directly throwing you an address, you take the car yourself, find the hospital yourself, find the operating room yourself.

Once on the operating table, you still have to prepare the instrument pack yourself; is that something?

"Okay, you go."

"Remember not to talk nonsense." Yuan Weihong indeed didn't know how to guide Fang Ziye anymore, but he also found a bottom line for Fang Ziye.

Don't talk nonsense.

Including but not limited to boasting and such.

Fang Ziye called Liu Huanglong; Liu Huanglong was just coming out of the operating room.

"Ziye, I'm already downstairs at the Surgical Building; where are you now?"

"Let's go to the animal lab together." Liu Huanglong seemed to know Fang Ziye's purpose immediately, asking directly.

Fang Ziye said: "Teacher Liu, I'm now between the Internal Medicine Building and the Orthopedics Building, but I might not be able to go to the animal lab."

"Hey! ~ What are you doing..." Liu Huanglong subconsciously became flustered in tone.

He thought Fang Ziye was going to cause trouble.

Fang Ziye interrupted: "Teacher Liu, I'm calling you also to explain this matter. Right after I received my Master's call, about five minutes ago, I received another call."

"Professor Qiu Lao from Peking Union Medical College Hospital in Jingdu and Professor Gu from Huashan Hospital said they arrived in Han City, currently at Han Street, asking me to go have dinner with them, and chat along the way..."

Fang Ziye made a long story short.

The reason to mention Peking Union Medical College was because Han City had another Union Medical College; Liu Huanglong came from Union Medical College, so to let Liu Huanglong distinguish them well.

What Liu Huanglong extracted immediately was the absolute giant within his own profession, Gu Lao, a legendary figure in Hand Surgery, and also the object Liu Huanglong currently most wanted to become and simulate.

After pondering for several seconds, Liu Huanglong calmed down, his breathing changing from chaotic to regular: "Did these two professors specifically ask for you alone to go?"

"For now, yes."

"But Teacher Liu, these two professors also came for our research group's research project; afterward they will definitely come to the department, the animal lab, and the basic laboratory. I'm just guessing personally." Fang Ziye said very uncertainly.

Liu Huanglong sighed lightly; although the voice was very low, it was also captured by the microphone, clearly and accurately sent into Fang Ziye's ear canal.

"Then you go!" After understanding, Liu Huanglong guided: "Tell the truth, everything as it is; no need to be too humble, absolutely not arrogant!"

(Chapter End)