Chapter 511: Big Shots Are Easy to Move, Little Ghosts Are Hard to Shake Off (Asking for Subscriptions)

Fang Ziye had only seen Professor Zhong Junyu from afar and never interacted with him directly, but he had also heard of his reputation.

The Administrative Director of the Hand Surgery Department at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, the Group Leader of the Hand Surgery Group of the Hubei Medical Association.

According to unofficial rankings, his current comprehensive strength was absolutely number one in Hubei Province; even if all hand surgeons nationwide gathered together, he would still be publicly recognized as a 'National Treasure Doctor'.

A real-world 'National Treasure Doctor' is recognized by peers, not an objective display of strength, or obtained through competition.

To be recognized as a National Treasure Doctor, you need to conquer many peers with your capability, making them convinced from the bottom of their hearts.

This kind of recognition is natural...

"Teacher Zhong, I'm available. Please speak." Fang Ziye answered the phone while looking out the window—

The time was approaching seven in the evening; night fell, and the light outside the window had gradually dimmed.

Through the gaps in the window, the swaying shadows of tree leaves outside flashed before his eyes, and the rustling sound of wind brushing past invaded his ears.

The streetlights between the Orthopedics Building and the Internal Medicine Building lit up, but they could not shine into Fang Ziye's eyes; the spot where Fang Ziye stood was higher than the tops of the streetlights.

No matter how dazzling the streetlights, they could not penetrate the cover to flash upon eyes at a higher place.

"Hello Doctor Fang. Actually, you should know the purpose of my call. I wonder if our Peking Union Medical College Hospital can become one of the first clinical pilot sites for the Microcirculation Instrument?" Zhong Junyu's voice was gentle like jade, very polite.

"Doctor Fang, of course. You also needn't have any reservations because of my call; just tell me your personal thoughts."

"I also only learned about this good thing, the Microcirculation Instrument, after hearing people mention the Longtai Technology Channel's program."

"I also want to strive for it for our hospital."

Fang Ziye was not surprised that Zhong Junyu would call.

The assistance this kind of instrument, the Microcirculation Instrument, provides to Hand Surgery is far higher than other Orthopedics specialties.

It can be called a Divine Artifact.

This could be seen from Liu Huanglong's impatient expression when he learned the Microcirculation Instrument's improvement had succeeded.

Fang Ziye himself also had a certain understanding of this.

However, since Fang Ziye had already decided to hand this matter over to Professor Liu Huanglong to handle, it was not convenient for him to interfere further—

Fang Ziye only pondered for a few seconds before replying: "Teacher Zhong, thank you very much for calling me. However, the subsequent clinical projects for this Microcirculation Instrument are currently being handled by Teacher Liu Huanglong."

"Our project group's focus has already shifted to other aspects; you may need to communicate with Teacher Liu." Fang Ziye replied generously and openly.

While speaking, Fang Ziye also pulled out the gaming lumbar support chair he had bought not long ago.

This chair was recently bought by Fang Ziye; Master Yuan Weihong strongly recommended it!

Zhong Junyu's tone carried disbelief; the sound of him gulping saliva was clearly audible: "Doctor Fang, the subsequent project for this Microcirculation Instrument, including disposal rights? You handed all of it over to Xiao Liu?"

The Microcirculation Instrument can not only bring a person fame and fortune, but also bring a lot of economic benefits, social status, and even opportunities to expand one's social circle!

Fang Ziye would naturally eat the biggest benefits.

After all, as the Principal Investigator of the project development, whenever this thing is mentioned, it cannot be separated from Fang Ziye, the project initiator.

But even the subsequent content could still support an academic's success and fame; Fang Ziye so generously handed over the subsequent disposal rights to Liu Huanglong. Generous to the point of being a bit excessive.

This doesn't quite match the choices of someone this age.

Unless Fang Ziye's own project quantity is overflowing with wealth; aside from the big picture, he looks down on the odds and ends.

"Teacher Zhong, this project was launched by me and Teacher Liu together. I currently have other things to do."

"If you're too busy, the project group internally will have task weight balancing."

"Moreover, Teacher Liu is still a professional Hand Surgeon; this instrument will have more value for Hand Surgery, and I also believe Teacher Liu can make the best use of it."

"Applying it in the most suitable place."

"Teacher Zhong, you and Teacher Liu are old friends; I believe you can persuade Teacher Liu to agree to establish a Phase I pilot at Peking Union Medical College Hospital." Fang Ziye said very politely.

A big shot like Zhong Junyu, even after Fang Ziye reached the pinnacle of becoming a domestic Academician, befriending him would have no downsides.

Currently, Fang Ziye's identity and status still had a huge gap with him; being polite was naturally nothing.

"Doctor Fang, then many thanks to you."

"With you opening your mouth on this end, if I go talk to Xiao Liu, it should be much easier."

"After all, Xiao Liu used to be from our hospital; if he chooses our hospital, people would think it's bias, and he'd have quite some reservations."

"Also, Doctor Fang, your phone number, I got it from our Trauma Surgery's Pang Shu, Little Doctor Pang."

"I forced him to give it; he didn't dare not give it. Don't mind it, okay?!" Zhong Junyu spoke and acted with extra thoroughness.

In just a few sentences, he took the responsibility onto himself, and stated the identity of the person who gave him the number clearly and plainly.

This is composure, and also a kind of demeanor in handling affairs.

Fang Ziye had been self-studying how to handle affairs for the past half month, so he paid more attention to these details.

"Teacher Zhong, you flatter me. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first? I still have some matters here." Fang Ziye actively cut off the topic.

Fang Ziye actually didn't have any important matters.

But when there's no topic to chat about, one must know the limits and not continue awkwardly chatting; otherwise, one might be misunderstood as wanting to curry favor with the other party—

The arrival of Old Professor Gu Yuandong and Old Professor Qiu Zhenghua completely interpreted for Fang Ziye what is called: same achievements, but the gap of different status!

"Okay okay, Doctor Fang, you go ahead and be busy."

"If there's time and opportunity in the future, we can communicate more. I very much like chatting with you young people." Zhong Junyu replied with a hearty laugh.

The implication was that he owed Fang Ziye this favor.

After the call ended, Fang Ziye used a watering kettle to sprinkle water on the Green Radish potted plant, then used his right index finger to tease the broad, fat leaves of the Green Radish, before putting the watering kettle back in its original place.

Just from this afternoon until now, Fang Ziye had already received three calls, respectively from Old Professor Gu Yuandong, Professor Deng Yong, and Old Professor Zhong Junyu.

And it's estimated this is only just the beginning.

Although the greatest benefit of the Microcirculation Instrument has already been pocketed by Fang Ziye.

It can be foreseen that for a long period to come, if any top-tier hospital's Hand Surgery department doesn't have this Microcirculation Instrument, or hasn't done a Phase I clinical trial, they will fall behind!

The earlier a Phase I clinical trial is conducted, the earlier the surgical protocol for limb replantation can be launched; the earlier the protocol is launched, the earlier one can participate in the academic exchange of this new research project.

Even, this new research project will once again make Eastern Han's hand surgery academic community stand at the peak dominant position of world hand surgery.

This will be a very long-term new battlefield.

Admittedly, the common enemy of all doctors and patients is emergency diseases, such as terminal disease types like limb amputation, finger amputation, palm amputation, etc.

However, in the same battle, there are still 'vanguards', 'commanders', 'generals', and 'cannon fodder'!

If you enter too late, what's left for you is only a proper, by-the-book job; beyond that, not a drop of extra benefit……

Fang Ziye's mood at this moment was a bit tumultuous, his whole person also feeling light-footed and unsteady! ~

This feeling, described with a more colloquial adjective, is being arrogant.

The last time this kind of feeling appeared was when Fang Ziye first performed a mangled extremity surgery, causing Trauma Surgery's Teacher Deng and Tongji Hospital's Professor Duan Hong to be unable to close their legs.

That was a heavyweight bomb in Trauma Surgery.

This bomb successfully attracted Magic Capital Sixth Hospital's Professor Zheng Haidong and Huaxi Hospital's Professor Zhang Yue, as well as a crowd of senior veterans from Zhongnan Hospital Orthopedics.

These senior veterans personally went to Hubei Province's mid-year academic conference to "protect the Dao" for him!

It also let him truly stand in Hubei Province's Trauma Surgery academic circle, gaining a certain degree of fame and status, and his mobile phone gained many friends.

Even though Fang Ziye is now Chief Resident and cannot leave the hospital, the tentative invitations from his big brothers are still super numerous.

The significance of mangled extremity limb salvage and functional reconstruction surgery is not less than the improvement of the 'Microcirculation Instrument'; in the development of Trauma Surgery, it is also a milestone-like progress.

However, mangled extremity limb salvage surgery requires certain basic skills and a long time of learning before it can be mastered by others.

Not as convenient and direct as the 'Microcirculation Instrument'.

Once the 'Microcirculation Instrument' appears in clinical practice, as long as they are mature hand surgeons, they can all use it to perform 'limb replantation surgery', and can directly take it and use it.

And what was blown out this time is Peking Union Medical College Hospital's Zhong Junyu and Gu Yuandong, who is currently the only hand surgery Academician in Eastern Han.

Compared with these two, Liu Huanglong, this young outstanding talent and rising star, appears to have much less weight and presence.

The application of the Extracorporeal Circulation Instrument in limb replantation surgery, Fang Ziye only operated once in clinical practice!

That time had not gone through approval, nor had it gone through clinical trials; it counts as a black workshop, not daring to casually make it public, only daring to do it privately.

Although it was a huge benefit to the patient himself, after all it 'cannot be put on the table'.

Now, after Longtai Technology platform's documentary display, after going through multiple phases of clinical trials, it can finally appear in clinical practice openly and aboveboard.

This is a completely different concept!

Animal experiments and clinical trials are the necessary path for every drug, every surgical protocol, every instrument.

The reason this conclusion is reached is historical fact, bringing humanity a painful price.

Medicine cannot be child's play; even with the most confident theoretical foundation, clinical trial data is still needed to support it……

Fang Ziye took several deep breaths in succession, his excited mood still unable to completely calm down.

Such joy is hard to express in words, and also hard to suppress.

Knife Sound!

Before long, the Inpatient General Office door was knocked.

The knocking sound interrupted Fang Ziye's thoughts, but without waiting for his response, a beautiful slender figure pushed the door and entered.

Han City is very hot, belonging to one of the furnaces; approaching October, Luo Tingzhu's outfit was still very cool.

Pleated short dress, on her neck she wore a very simple dark ring-shaped cloth neckband, not a pendant, not a necklace-type ornament, looking not high-profile at all.

But it just happens to give her slender fair neck a kind of decoration, making it appear not too empty.

Besides that, Luo Tingzhu wore no other jewelry at all, after all she has to enter the lab.

After entering, Luo Tingzhu still first put down her light blue snack pack; this is the new snack pack Fang Ziye bought for Luo Tingzhu.

Luo Tingzhu pulled open the light green zipper while pouring the snack pack's inventory into the snack small cabinet in Fang Ziye's office, laughing generously: "Senior Brother, how is your feeling now?"

Fang Ziye directly stood up, pushing the newly bought lumbar support esports chair behind Luo Tingzhu: "You try this chair first, I feel we can also equip a few at home."

"The house you bought should also be finishing renovation soon, right?"

Fang Ziye's excited mood really couldn't be suppressed, so he simply changed the topic, forcibly making himself calm down.

How is Fang Ziye's mood?

Longtai interview, Academician helping write recommendation letter to National Health Commission.

Academician Gu Yuandong even remotely called hoping Huashan Hospital can become a Phase I clinical pilot site; National Treasure Doctor-level big shot Professor Zhong Junyu also called to ask Fang Ziye's opinion.

Each one of these things is enough to make an ordinary person feel infinite honor; with all of them piled on.

Luo Tingzhu still asks him how he feels; Fang Ziye feels that if he once fails to control his emotions, he might even snap a few sentences at his two teachers……

Then seek a scolding, then suppress his own temper!

"End of October can go collect the house; in a few days I'll go take a few photos for you." Luo Tingzhu was pressed down by Fang Ziye as she spoke.

But the chair height Fang Ziye adjusted was a bit unsuitable; after Luo Tingzhu sat down, her full 1.7-meter height self, her feet had to tiptoe the ground.

Luo Tingzhu bought the house in May; renovation was contracted out; furniture and appliances were all slowly added by Luo Tingzhu herself; now renovation is also approaching the end.

Renovation isn't particularly good; ninety square meters indoor area, all together cost nearly four hundred thousand; now what's left is just soft furnishing!

But Luo Tingzhu still honestly scooted her buttocks back, steadily leaning against the chair back, turned two circles, eyes brightening said: "This chair sitting on it really is quite comfortable."

Luo Tingzhu from Yucheng, her speaking tone also has a bit of Han City flavor; Han City really likes saying 'quite how how' this kind of sentence structure.

"Sitting reading is very good; office work should also be very comfortable! ~" Luo Tingzhu nodded repeatedly.

Esports chairs are designed for esports; the reason they exist certainly has their logic.

But before Luo Tingzhu also didn't pay attention to these.

Fang Ziye continued: "Before you came, I received another call; it was Peking Union Medical College Hospital's Zhong Junyu calling……"

"Peking Union Medical College Hospital's Professor Zhong Junyu? Wait a moment, let me check!" Luo Tingzhu turned the chair again, then picked up her mobile phone.

The bright red iPhone case back had four words 'get rich quick' written on it, looking quite festive, yet also very tacky!

Luo Tingzhu's behavior was very genuine; although Luo Tingzhu had once been an Orthopedics Department "student," most students during their studies basically only pay attention to their own hospital's teachers.

The big bosses in this province are awesome; as long as there's a sub-specialty gap between them, they basically fall into a vision blind spot.

However, the internet is very developed now; after Luo Tingzhu quickly browsed through the encyclopedia, she pondered and said: "If Professor Zhong wants a clinical pilot, I think Professor Liu will definitely give it."

"After all, Professor Liu came from Peking Union Medical College Hospital."

"Senior Brother, our Han City's top-tier Grade-A hospitals should all be prioritized as the first batch of clinical pilots, right?"

At this moment, Luo Tingzhu forced herself to remain calm and gave Fang Ziye advice and strategies.

Actually, what does a little girl know about composure; it's all just pretending.

Last time, when Gu Yuandong and Professor Qiu Zhenghua came, Luo Tingzhu also went to the animal laboratory, but her presence was extremely low; besides her eyes being full of stars, she didn't dare say a single word to the two old professors...

"Han City's top-tier Grade-A hospitals are the first batch of clinical pilots; this is certain."

"After all, I'm from Hubei Province, currently working in Han City; the unit I depend on, which is Zhongnan Hospital, is located in Han City."

"Although the whole country is one family, Han City's own original inventions will basically also be prioritized to benefit local people first."

"The whole world is like this; this is called local dividends." Fang Ziye spoke eloquently, and it was precisely after saying these things that Fang Ziye's mood gradually calmed down...

Luo Tingzhu smiled upon hearing this: "Yeah, local dividends, national dividends."

"Right now too many excellent medical devices rely on imports; although domestic ones are constantly developing and catching up, if you want to make products of the same quality, it still takes time."

"However, our country's patients, from a macro perspective, are becoming relatively more affluent; their requirements for medical devices and supplies are also getting higher and higher."

"But now there's centralized procurement, so prices will be relatively better; however, most of the domestic medical devices and higher-quality drugs are dominated by foreign companies..."

"Our microcirculation instrument just tore a tiny opening in a huge net, but this is still a milestone!" Luo Tingzhu spoke while shaking her dangling legs, looking extremely cute.

She sincerely rejoiced at Fang Ziye's achievements, while also objectively analyzing the higher-level structure together with Fang Ziye.

However, once these higher-level structures began to be analyzed, Fang Ziye's joy gradually faded; plus the takeout arrived a while later, and the two's chatting mood finally gradually returned to calm!

After Hu Qingyuan washed up at home and came to the department excitedly carrying a double-shoulder backpack, he hurriedly ran to the inpatient general office doorway.

Hu Qingyuan had done a fairly detailed investigation of Fang Ziye.

This is a hidden big shot!

He still has some secrets he hasn't confessed to Fang Ziye: the undergraduate mentor who brought him is also one of Fang Ziye's "anonymous fans," and his understanding of Fang Ziye can be said to be thorough.

It was precisely because Hu Qingyuan was curious what kind of person hooked his undergraduate mentor's "soul and spirit" that he investigated Fang Ziye's current achievements even more curiously.

Through inquiries, through searching materials, and then collecting Fang Ziye's information through various channels — good fellow!

Hu Qingyuan discovered, why should he seek a big shot at another hospital far away?

Fang Ziye is here in a pioneering period; as long as he has a bit of capability, following Fang Ziye will definitely be better than going to an outside big shot's team to be a little junior brother in the future.

With this realization, Hu Qingyuan chose to come intern at Orthopedics without any hesitation.

As a guaranteed-admission top student with excellent grades, the Second Clinical College's Academic Affairs Office very much hoped Hu Qingyuan would be retained internally by Zhongnan Hospital, so they approved Hu Qingyuan's long-term internship application without a second word.

Plus Hu Qingyuan's own guts aren't small either; that's how today's step came about!

After Hu Qingyuan took several deep breaths, he turned the handle, pushed open the door, and shouted loudly: "Teacher Fang, I'm here!"

After Hu Qingyuan pushed the door open and was about to enter, the step he had just taken was withdrawn; he stared blankly at Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu, then his gaze lingered on Luo Tingzhu for about five seconds before withdrawing.

He finally knew why such an excellent person as Teacher Xin was "defeated," even the reason she didn't dare confess her secret love.

Another two seconds passed; total barely ten seconds.

Hu Qingyuan very sensibly held his barbecue rice, planning to quietly leave.

Only as he left, he looked back three times per step; after exiting the office door, he returned to poke his head in and ask: "Teacher Fang, is this your wife?"

Fang Ziye nodded, and without the slightest embarrassment countered: "Mhm, want to come in and eat some snacks together?"

"Hello, Teacher's wife! ~"

"I won't eat, eating rice is fine." Hu Qingyuan shook his head repeatedly, then turned and left...

His heart began to sway; this teacher's wife's looks are too high, just that casual smile almost made him make a mistake; this should belong to the campus belle level in novels and TV dramas, right?

The best-looking classmate in his year?

Hu Qingyuan kept shaking his head; purely on looks, she might still fall a bit short; just wondering if teacher's wife has that kind of "cunning"!

Hu Qingyuan shook off the messy thoughts with a bit of timidity.

The previous boldness was because Fang Ziye was just the department's teaching teacher; but now Fang Ziye is already a potential boss!

Being that shameless now would be a bit too much!

After Hu Qingyuan ran out, Luo Tingzhu's face was full of puzzlement.

"Senior Brother, aren't you supposed to mentor Feng Junfeng?"

"Feng Junfeng is doing a PhD, Hu Qingyuan wants to do my Master's; the two don't conflict."

Fang Ziye continued shaking his head: "Of course nothing is confirmed yet; this one is a guaranteed-admission candidate; if not careful, he might go to a famous university for grad school."

"I don't know what the basic conditions are like either; today is just the first day he's been included in the assessment scope."

Luo Tingzhu hurriedly nodded, gnawing a bite of spicy strips while pursing her lips: "Senior Brother, your permissions now are much greater than when Yuan Lao first mentored students back then."

"Huh, right, what about Yuan Lao's PhD and Master's students this year?"

"How come I've never heard you mention him?" Luo Tingzhu asked curiously.

Yuan Weihong has already been promoted to Doctoral Supervisor; he got on the Doctoral Supervisor list last year. By rights he should still have one Master's and one PhD this year.

"The PhD is Academic PhD Ning Zhengyang; as for the new Master's junior brother, don't even mention it — he went home to inherit the family business before even enrolling!" Fang Ziye shook his head.

He only heard Yuan Weihong mention this once; that guy decided not to come study in July or August; Yuan Weihong wanted to recruit another but had no chance.

Wasted one of Yuan Weihong's slots for nothing!

"Oh, so the new Ning Zhengyang in the lab is Yuan Lao's student?" Luo Tingzhu, who often goes to the lab, seemed to remember him deeply.

"Huh? You know him too? I haven't even met him yet. I heard that after he graduated with his master's, his family sent him on a self-funded overseas visit for a while. He must be a rich second-generation." Fang Ziye asked curiously.

This Ning Zhengyang was in the same class as Shu Lang and Qiao Fei.

At that time the department was short on manpower, so Yuan Weihong wanted Ning Zhengyang to come to Zhongnan Hospital early to help out.

But Ning Zhengyang said that at the beginning of this year he had already confirmed he would go to the Royal Hospital in the UK for an exchange during the summer break, and the 'teaching supervisor' had already been contacted.

"I know him. Tall and thin. Most importantly, he's very enthusiastic."

"Under Senior Brother Li Yuanpei's introduction, Ning Zhengyang helped me a lot. Recently, for a month, whenever I was too busy with experiments, he would take them over and do them."

Luo Tingzhu spoke to here, then pursed her lips and said: "However, Senior Brother, although this Ning Zhengyang is enthusiastic on the surface, deep down he is an extremely arrogant person."

"If I'm not mistaken, he hasn't come to consult you about research project matters, has he?"

Fang Ziye nodded: "Mm!"

"I've never met Ning Zhengyang, so I don't know his personality, but today Master treated guests to a meal, and Ning Zhengyang didn't even go!"

Luo Tingzhu said: "Ning Zhengyang often asks around the lab about you, Senior Brother. It sounds like he respects you a lot, but it's obvious he's full of unconvinced resentment."

"He probably wants to produce something himself to prove his own value."

"Or perhaps it's because Senior Brother Li Yuanpei and the others often mention you in the lab, which instead provoked Ning Zhengyang's rebellious psychology."

"Whatever!" Fang Ziye didn't blame Ning Zhengyang either. Everyone has their own personality and choices!

For Ning Zhengyang to have this kind of confidence, he's definitely someone who's completely unafraid of not being able to graduate!

He also doesn't want to inherit the research group's legacy; he wants to open up a new research direction himself.

For such an ambitious person, both Fang Ziye and Master Yuan Weihong strongly support him.

"Everyone has their own aspirations; you can't force it."

"However, if there's a chance, I still want to take the initiative to go see him. After all, between fellow disciples, before we've even started interacting, to have a rift because of some messy things is not conducive to future unity." Fang Ziye decided to visit this fellow trainee first when he has the chance.

No choice. Fang Ziye is the senior-most disciple. As a senior brother, Fang Ziye must both maintain his own demeanor and be generous.

It's not like just because a fellow trainee doesn't come to visit and consult you, you can ignore them.

How is that different from arrogance?

If I take the initiative to interact with him and he still acts like he's number one under heaven, Fang Ziye can only respect others' fate and choices.

Currently what Fang Ziye knows is that Ning Zhengyang simply doesn't get along with the current Jie Han and Lan Tianluo.

Basically no contact.

In fact, not all fellow disciples can get along very harmoniously.

On the contrary, it's probably normal for many fellow disciples to interact with hidden agendas.

Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo and the others get along extremely well; that's the deep bond built up from the resident physician stage!

And currently, the three of them have rediscovered shared interests and direction, so they're birds of a feather.

"Cold outside, hot inside. But with this kind of person, as long as Senior Brother you conquer them once or twice, they should behave..." Luo Tingzhu suddenly said this.

"Just like Senior Sister Huang Xiruo."

Hearing Luo Tingzhu mention Huang Xiruo again, Fang Ziye couldn't help but laugh again.

"Don't mention Senior Sister Huang. Little vinegar jar!" Fang Ziye knocked on Luo Tingzhu's head.

Luo Tingzhu shook her head, then continued gnawing on a few mouthfuls of spicy strips with relish.

"Senior Brother, inspired by you, do you think our Anesthesiology Department could develop a nerve block puncture instrument?"

"That way..." Luo Tingzhu brought out her whimsical ideas and wild fancies, utterly adorable.

Fang Ziye directly called a halt. Don't even think about such things. A nerve puncture instrument isn't a microcirculation instrument. The microcirculation instrument's target is severed limbs.

To put it bluntly, even if the microcirculation instrument fails and ruins the severed limb, that limb was going to die anyway. The patient may not accept it, but can understand.

It was already severed and useless anyway? Just didn't give you that much extended time.

The two chatted a while longer, then Luo Tingzhu left...

This is ultimately the department. Fang Ziye is ultimately the Chief Resident. It's not their cramped rental house. They definitely couldn't stay too long, lest there be idle gossip.

After Luo Tingzhu left, Hu Qingyuan finally sensibly walked in carrying two cups of coffee.

"Teacher Fang, I didn't know what you like to drink, so I got a trendy coconut latte." Hu Qingyuan handed Fang Ziye a cup while saying this.

"Thanks! I'll drink anything."

"If you follow me from now on, you can drink any of the beverages in this fridge." Fang Ziye pointed at the fridge, then unceremoniously opened the coffee and brought it to his mouth.

"Hu Qingyuan, do you have your own understanding of the difference between Orthopedics and Trauma Surgery?" Fang Ziye asked casually.

Seeing Hu Qingyuan finally looking a bit nervous, he added: "Don't be nervous. This isn't a professional question, nor an academic question. We're just chatting casually. There's no standard answer."

But the more Fang Ziye said this, the more nervous Hu Qingyuan became. After thinking calmly for a while, Hu Qingyuan said: "Orthopedics is a comprehensive entity. Trauma Surgery is a subspecialty, a localized superficial manifestation."

"The foundational theories and cores the two disciplines rely on are not the same."

"Teacher Fang, my understanding is rather shallow. Please don't mind. I personally feel Orthopedics is the cornerstone of general orthopedics, a gateway."

"Surgery first had Orthopedics as this gateway, and only then did different subspecialties emerge. Any specialty develops this way."

"Regarding Orthopedics to Surgery, I personally feel it's also a unique embodiment."

"After all, general hospital development usually starts with Internal Medicine, Surgery, OB/GYN, and Pediatrics, then specialties, then subspecialties. If subspecialties further divide, they become different teaching groups."

Fang Ziye was directly stunned by Hu Qingyuan's words.

Even Academicians have to give a thumbs up in front of Fang Ziye, awed by his academic and professional achievements.

Yet a fellow trainee, an intern, two little brats are actually a bit hard to handle?!

(Chapter End)