Chapter 517

The Academician bigwigs are definitely high and mighty; it's impossible for them to stay by your side every moment like Deng Yong.

Even among Professors, there is some class prejudice; wanting to rely on a few bigwigs to remotely protect you all the way is a pipe dream.

Fang Ziye also understands this, and replied: "Master, the current surgical livestream equipment is very mature; if there's a need, I can cooperate anytime."

"It's just that before the livestream, we must carefully screen typical cases; if the cases aren't typical, complications might arise during the livestream process."

Technological development has made communication more convenient; in this era, although offline academic conferences are the main venue, in reality some purely basic research academic conferences have long since moved online.

Cross-border exchange is no longer anything inconceivable.

Without leaving the Hospital, Fang Ziye can still appear at the Conference Venue, in surgical livestreams, and in academic discussions.

Deng Yong temporarily ignored Fang Ziye's words and asked: "How about your father? Is he up? Do you want to accompany them for a nearby breakfast?"

Fang Ziye has grown up; he's no longer that carefree student who only cared about studying and could ignore everything else; his main task now is no longer purely studying.

Deng Yong calling Fang Ziye alone to the Office now is actually to discuss things beyond studying with Fang Ziye.

"Master, my dad and my uncle have already taken a car back... they rushed over last night temporarily because..." Fang Ziye explained his father and uncle's purpose.

Deng Yong listened with great surprise, feeling how such a "statement" could possibly have tricked Fang Ziye's father into coming to Han City to check on him.

But considering everyone contacts different circles, perhaps in Fang Ziye's father's cognition, Fang Ziye simply cannot reach such heights.

Or rather, Fang Nan never even thought about Fang Ziye reaching such heights.

They'd rather believe Fang Ziye was scammed and only made the news after being caught, than believe Fang Ziye rose suddenly through his own strength and gained Official Media recognition.

"Rumors kill people! ~" Deng Yong exclaimed with emotion.

Fang Ziye sighed lightly and said: "Master, actually I feel it might be that the environment changed too fast, and we all can't adapt."

"What do you mean by that?" Deng Yong immediately countered, then extinguished the cigarette in his hand and lit another.

Deng Yong went to Hand Surgery for a period of time and hadn't had deep contact with Fang Ziye for several months.

Who knows if it was because the two Academicians came last time, causing a slight change in Fang Ziye's state of mind, or perhaps Fang Ziye grew a bit unknowingly.

Deng Yong always felt this student of his was somewhat different from before.

"Master, what if our team were Old Professor Qiu Zhenghua's team?"

"Then whether it's Mangled Extremity Limb Salvage Surgery or Functional Reconstruction Surgery, it would long have been known by many peers in Trauma Surgery, and even Official Media would have prepared documentaries early in advance."

"I also wouldn't have to worry about my phone being harassed by so many people."

Fang Ziye finished explaining carefully, then deliberately paused, drinking tea while seriously analyzing and examining his words.

Then continued: "Even if our team were under Professor Liu Huanglong's absolute leadership, the current situation might be completely different."

"Or say?"

Fang Ziye paused again: "If I had a powerful relative, perhaps the current predicament would also be completely different."

"Master, my current technique might be okay, but experience and history aren't something pure technique can make up for; one still has to slowly summarize and generalize handling methods through experiencing things one by one."

"This is growth on another track."

Asking others is not as good as relying on oneself.

No matter what situation one faces, one must get through it, and always can get through it; a living person can't be suffocated by urine.

This time, Fang Ziye certainly gained much honor, but the most precious wealth is still the teaching the few Old Academicians gave Fang Ziye after coming all this way without shirking hardship.

Be cautious and humble while doing your duty well.

Getting along with people, with the Unit, even with the Environment, is a kind of 'Wisdom'.

At least, through this matter, Fang Ziye very clearly knows that people at every level, when facing the same thing, have completely different cognition and coping methods...

Hearing this, Deng Yong's heart tightened, feeling both heartache and shock: "Do you have anything else you want to say?"

Fang Ziye nodded, organized his language for nearly twenty seconds, then said: "Master, actually one shouldn't exclude measuring others with the vilest thoughts, nor view people with the worst eyes."

"For example, online evaluations of some Old Professors, rumors and gossip, reviews of some Expert Professors are mostly negatively biased, like stealing others' achievements and such."

"But it's not like that; Old Professor Qiu and Old Professor Gu teach through enjoyment."

"Pfft! ~" Deng Yong laughed upon hearing this, directly raising his hand and hitting Fang Ziye once.

Interjected: "Don't mention this matter again."

Others give you a lesson, you blow up the classroom; actually the two Old Academicians also couldn't get off the stage, right?

In front of so many people, telling you you did things wrong, that doing it this way might get your achievements snatched away, they wanted to give you a vivid lesson.

Result: you gave them a lesson instead...

Fang Ziye didn't dodge; Deng Yong's knock didn't hurt at all, and he continued: "For example Professor Liu, he actually might handle many situations, but in the process of interacting with our team, he's always been very restrained."

"This control and grasp of proportion, I feel is very worth learning."

"Must both avoid arrogance and show capability, and also make us feel he's very comfortable to get along with..."

"Even sometimes seeing our team do some things not so well, he won't complain or blame."

Liu Huanglong's team is naturally not small.

A Distinguished Youth's weight is no joke.

However, in this Clinical Project, to avoid suspicion to a certain extent, Liu Huanglong didn't drag his team in; only he alone entered the game solo.

Maybe to avoid taboo of coming to "pick peaches", or other factors, Liu Huanglong handled his entry method faintly visible...

"You saying this, are you blaming Professor Liu for not helping you?" Deng Yong questioned again.

"Of course not!" Fang Ziye shook his head.

"Actually Professor Liu's understanding of the state the Academician Team is in is also only half-knowledge; the aspect everyone can be familiar with is certainly the aspect they're in, not the aspect they've witnessed."

"Master, actually Professor Liu saw some problems with our team, but he couldn't say clearly, mainly for these few reasons."

"First, Professor Liu doesn't feel our team would be watched by so many people; if no one watches this little minion, then you have enough time to plug gaps and fix deficiencies."

"But Old Professor Qiu and Old Professor Gu's thinking is different, because they've experienced many things."

"Second, our team's funding is indeed limited, and we haven't gotten sufficient grants before; without money, if we still want to carry out such advanced projects, we can only..."

Without money, a hero is stumped; with money, a man is a man; without money, a man has a hard time.

Fang Ziye didn't continue speaking after that.

"Ziye, you've truly grown a lot! ~"

"I don't know if you remember some of the things I once told you. I told you that every time you grow, you'll feel your happiness becomes a little less."

Deng Yong smacked his lips right after and said, "I also remember my teacher once telling me something: a person's ultimate happiness is mostly found in books, in life, not in work."

"The world originally has no troubles; it's the mediocre people who stir them up themselves."

"But today, Master still wants to give you one more sentence: learning will make us happy, will make us not so ignorant."

"Likewise, learning will also make us unhappy, will make us become even more ignorant."

"Or perhaps it's not ignorance, but helplessness! ~" After Deng Yong finished speaking, he patted Fang Ziye's shoulder.

Fang Ziye took a sip of tea, while Deng Yong took a deep drag of his cigarette.

Then he said, "Next year you'll start being a teacher yourself."

"You're already about to be promoted to Deputy Chief Physician. If nothing unexpected happens, next year or even the year after, you'll have to try leading a group yourself, a small group."

"You're already a Doctoral Supervisor, and you're also a Researcher. You need to start applying for research projects yourself, and soon you'll be leading a research team yourself."

"Your foundation is better than both mine and your teacher Yuan Weihong's. However, the better the foundation, the bigger the stall you spread out. At this time, you must be even more cautious."

"Absolutely don't let your own students drag you down! ~~"

Fang Ziye heard this and said, "Master, are you talking about academic fraud?"

"Not limited to academic fraud! ~" Deng Yong shook his head.

"Ziye, what do you think? The many deformed relationships between supervisors and students circulating online now — are they really only the supervisor's fault?"

"Does every PhD student, just because they're a PhD, have to be able to graduate? Must they necessarily have the capability to graduate?"

"Who stipulated that?"

"If a student can't graduate, is it only the teacher's problem? If he doesn't do the work himself, does the teacher absolutely have to stuff papers, stuff connections, stuff graduation for him?" Deng Yong only spoke half his words; perhaps the rest still needs Fang Ziye to slowly comprehend...

After hearing this, Fang Ziye's head buzzed, as if ten great bells were booming beside his ears.

Is Deng Yong being sarcastic toward himself?

October 9th, Tuesday. Tuesday is Yuan Weihong's surgery day.

But Yuan Weihong has already gone overseas. After Deng Yong returned, he took over the same group he originally led. Therefore, today is still a surgery day.

In October, the disease types for Trauma Surgery surgeries still haven't changed much.

At today's Zhongnan Hospital, the surgical accumulation is very large. Even though Liu Huanglong went to Hand Surgery, taking away some functional reconstruction patients.

Two departments handling patients simultaneously still can't finish the excess queued patients.

Eastern Han people are really too many!

Every day, every person, every team's energy is limited.

After Fang Ziye and Deng Yong arrived at the operating platform, Fang Ziye discovered that his teacher hadn't been idle these past few months either.

At such an advanced age, Deng Yong still maintains high-efficiency learning.

Deng Yong has already mastered the debridement technique for mangled extremities and the suturing technique for mangled extremities!

Even during his time in Hand Surgery, relying on his Level 4 suturing technique, Deng Yong also hammered a portion of hand surgery basic operations like nerve anastomosis and tendon suturing technique to a certain level of proficiency.

After Deng Yong led the team as lead surgeon on a functional reconstruction surgery that was nearing its conclusion, he still very politely asked for advice: "Ziye, for this surgery, what other places can be improved?"

"It's already been recorded on video. We'll review and learn together later, okay?"

Fang Ziye heard this and smiled, nodding: "Okay, Master! ~"

Fang Ziye didn't have the slightest airs.

When the teacher originally taught him, he didn't despise him because of his poor technique, and was even less impatient. Now it's just that the teaching relationship has changed a little bit. Fang Ziye certainly couldn't have any other related emotions.

However, when the second surgery started, Deng Yong discovered—

With Fang Ziye's assistance, Lan Tianluo leading Jie Han could barely complete a new surgical technique like functional reconstruction, and the completion degree was only slightly worse than when he himself was lead surgeon;

Deng Yong sighed again that he was old: "Young people nowadays, each one is truly stronger than the last."

Lan Tianluo heard this and said: "Teacher Deng, actually Nie Mingxian Big Brother's comprehensive capability is even stronger. It's a pity he already went back."

Lan Tianluo is speaking the truth!

Everyone learning the new surgical technique at the same time, Deng Yong's learning speed is very fast, a buff under the support of powerful basic skills. As for him, Lan Tianluo, he basically started from scratch.

The gap in aptitude is already self-evident.

"Mm, Little Nie went back."

"But going back is just going back. Those who will come will come. If they won't come, forcing it is useless too." Deng Yong replied.

Then he turned his head to glance at the time on the surgical timer panel: "Wow, time really flies. It's already reached six o'clock in a flash!"

"Hurry up and finish closing, step down. Today's time is also very late."

Now, except for Fang Ziye personally operating as lead surgeon, who can control the surgery time within three hours, whether it's Lan Tianluo or Deng Yong, a single surgery takes at least four hours.

Surgery starts at eight in the morning, turnover takes about an hour, preoperative preparation wastes some time. By six in the evening, nearly ten hours have passed in a flash.

Functional reconstruction has many micro-operations. Deng Yong did a round and was also slightly tired.

"Master, you go down and rest first. For this closing stage, there are still one or two spots where Tianluo hasn't grasped it well enough. I'll guide him a few more times." Fang Ziye volunteered.

Fang Ziye didn't particularly overpraise Lan Tianluo.

Good is good, then it should be praised. Bad is bad, then it must be taught. Point it out, then fill the gaps.

Lan Tianluo heard this and was slightly embarrassed.

In reality, Deng Yong was even more embarrassed, because Fang Ziye put it this way, it's estimated to be "pointing at the mulberry to scold the locust"!

Lan Tianluo hasn't even started closing yet!

"Then I'll watch too." As a teacher for many years, Deng Yong instantly saw through Fang Ziye's little scheme and voluntarily requested to stay.

Fang Ziye didn't say much either, and very meticulously demonstrated the layered suture at the near-conclusion of the functional reconstruction surgery for everyone seriously.

While saying: "Functional reconstruction surgery, besides doing a good job with the tendon, blood vessel, and nerve anastomosis and transposition work, for the tissue beds other than the three key ones, which are equivalent to soft tissue beds, also requires precise suturing."

"No interlocking, and naturally cannot let nerves and blood vessels become lax within the tissue bed..."

"In that case, layered suturing becomes relatively important. Layered suturing is not leaving gaps; suturing absolutely cannot leave gaps."

"..." Fang Ziye spoke while attempting to use theoretical things to present the suturing theory, operational details, and operational purposes.

This kind of rigidly serious teaching is Fang Ziye's current teaching method; it has no great technical content, and even less attractive phrasing.

This is surgery; teaching in surgery must have precise wording, not attract attention by stirring people's hearts.

Teaching content, first focus on content, then can focus on form...

After Fang Ziye spoke like this, Deng Yong nodded repeatedly: "Not bad; after you can elaborate your own operations and concepts with relatively professional content, then go teach others, you won't make people feel vague and confused."

"Must first learn to explain clearly what you yourself understand; don't be afraid it's verbose, dull, tasteless."

"Only on the basis of having explained thoroughly the knowledge you understand, then go chew, mix, cite laterally and obliquely, and conduct secondary analysis on it."

Fang Ziye heard this and nodded: "Master, yes, I tried before too."

"Every different expression form suits different audiences, but the very first version is certainly the most basic, most complex version."

Fang Ziye's having this understanding was entirely due to the previous versions of mangled extremity theory analysis he gave for several fellow trainees and teachers.

After discovering their acceptance of different versions differed, Fang Ziye was very certain that teaching method affects learning rate.

However, what lets more people accept, with the widest acceptance, is still that most unadorned version, not some flowery version.

Making Jie Han learn Lan Tianluo's version, Jie Han would go crazy.

Making Lan Tianluo go learn Jie Han's worldview, Lan Tianluo would want to beat Jie Han this senior brother to death.

One teaching session, two surgeries, thus concluded.

Deng Yong around six thirty truly left the operating room early, because he temporarily received an emergency meeting, seemed like Dean Wang personally called.

Although Deng Yong's fame has slightly increased now, he still cannot completely have no rules and not even attend the Dean's meeting call.

After Deng Yong left, Lan Tianluo immediately asked: "Senior Brother, when can I start contacting upper limb mangled extremity practice?"

"Is my basic skills accumulation enough now?"

Lan Tianluo is now already very familiar with lower limb mangled extremity limb salvage surgery and lower limb functional reconstruction surgery; what he expects to learn and do are the two upper limb operations.

"About the same; you follow me and handle it together then!"

"But upper limb mangled extremities are mostly emergency, and mostly at night; you must be psychologically prepared?" Fang Ziye laughed.

Lan Tianluo nodded indicating no problem.

Next door, Jie Han lightly sighed, slightly some frustration.

No other reason; currently in the group, those who can maturely do mangled extremity limb salvage surgery are only Deng Yong, Fang Ziye, Jie Han, Lan Tianluo.

Originally there was also Master Yuan Weihong, but Yuan Weihong has already gone overseas now.

Deng Yong is Big Boss, Fang Ziye is Small Boss, Lan Tianluo is shifting learning surgery focus, then lower limb mangled extremity emergency limb salvage surgery, isn't only he Jie Han left to do it?

Senior Brother taking over Junior Brother's 'business', slightly losing face.

However, Jie Han inside is still very happy.

Although sitting on someone else's stool, totally better than watching others sit while self can only stand, that feeling is better by who knows how many times!

"Senior Brother, I'll definitely be late much longer." Jie Han low-voice sighed.

While the three little ones "performed" here, the people watching beside had eyes and expressions slightly ferocious.

And then it was still newly promoted Doctor Ning Wuyang alone who 'endured' all; Yan Zhiming said: "Wuyang, see? These several fellow disciples of yours, are just this kind of character."

"Wish they could press us fellow disciples in mud and trample!"

"You say, are the words they speak human speech?" Yan Zhiming little fatty senior brother impotently raging asked.

Ning Wuyang seriously thought full ten seconds, then nodded: "Brother Yan, I help reason not kin, express agreement! ~"

Jie Han and Lan Tianluo two people faces still melancholy, you melancholy what the fuck? With your current skills, now general hospitals' associate professors can't compare, still melancholy what wool yarn!

Today's surgery, besides Deng Yong, was just Fang Ziye several people's "home field performance".

When Ning Wuyang said this, Hu Qingyuan standing at operating room edge was patted on shoulder by Gong Luoyuan senior brother.

"Xiao Hu, later you must not inherit your teacher's mantle?" Gong Luoyuan joking.

Hu Qingyuan blankly turned head: "What mantle?"

"Bullying master and destroying ancestors!" Gong Luoyuan low voice.

Hu Qingyuan being kept by Fang Ziye proves later Hu Qingyuan becoming Fang Ziye student probability very large.

Gong Luoyuan now Master's First Year, is Hu Qingyuan's quasi-senior brother.

Hu Qingyuan while nodding, while narrowing eyes, heart began to yearn—

If one day, self can also be like teacher Fang Ziye, and several uncles same, making a group of senior brothers "stand punishment", that would be how wonderful a thing?

Only, Hu Qingyuan still young, after entering into Trauma Surgery's door inside, discovered self still standing outside door, and still very far distance.

Not to mention mangled extremity, self now even fracture surgery can't handle, road long far its cultivation distant, I will up down seek...

After all surgeries ended, Fang Ziye said: "Xiao Shan, this patient is you managing right? You later bring Qingyuan together go open medical orders, he now is intern, just temporarily first follow you, you together slowly learn..."

Fang Ziye wanted to give Hu Qingyuan find a bit of things to do; Fang Ziye now has no fixed assigned beds, Hu Qingyuan wants to learn Trauma Surgery entry, naturally must start from cases.

But didn't expect, Zhou Xiaoshan hearing immediately shook head, long face pulled: "Industry Brother, you still spare me."

"Qingyuan a bit fierce; I although compared to him only one class higher, can't say bring him; he's a top student!"

Fang Ziye glanced at Zhou Xiaoshan, then looked at Hu Qingyuan.

Zhou Xiaoshan vigorously nodded, expressing not recognize Fang Ziye's arrangement.

Fang Ziye could only say: "Qingyuan, then you follow Tian Luo..."

"Okay." Hu Qingyuan obediently nodded.

Fang Ziye arranged for him to work with Zhou Xiaoshan, and he would certainly comply, but who would end up leading whom remained to be seen.

Zhou Xiaoshan happened to be a Master's First Year in September, not much better off than Hu Qingyuan, and also lacked much bed management experience.

Hu Qingyuan was a "student target" Fang Ziye had only recently recruited, and Lan Tianluo did not know Hu Qingyuan very well either.

But an intern who could make Zhou Xiaoshan feel a bit terrified — he was still very interested.

Mentoring students was what he excelled at most, especially mentoring 'good students'!

Lan Tianluo gave Fang Ziye a knowing smile.

Suddenly, Fang Ziye's personal phone rang.

Hu Qingyuan was right by the storage table, immediately picked it up to check, and walked toward Fang Ziye: "Teacher Fang, it's Professor Duan Hong calling."

Fang Ziye stepped over, answered, and started walking toward the operating room area, no longer paying attention to the other fellow disciples' "jokes."

"Teacher Duan, hello! ~" Fang Ziye spoke very politely.

Duan Hong's voice was still incomparably elegant: "Ziye, I received an invitation from the Director Committee Member of the Eastern Han Trauma Surgery Association. The Eastern Han Trauma Surgery Association will jointly hold several additional academic exchange conferences with our Provincial Trauma Surgery Association and Hand Surgery Association on short notice."

"The conference content will focus on theoretical discussions and surgical livestreams, inviting you to participate online. Can you free up time on your end?"

"If possible, we plan to set the conference dates from October 19th to October 21st."

"From Friday to Sunday, three days total."

"At that time, you may need to conduct several teaching surgical livestreams and participate in two sessions of mangled extremity theoretical discussions." Duan Hong spoke very directly.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's breathing quickened.

If the arrival of Academician Gu Yuandong, Academician Qiu Zhenghua, and others signified high-level recognition of Fang Ziye's new surgical technique, then such an impromptu academic conference represented nationwide peers' recognition of Fang Ziye's capability.

After this exchange and surgical livestream, Fang Ziye would have an absolute place in the entire Eastern Han trauma surgery field, and would add an extremely bold stroke to trauma surgery's colors as well.

If he could promote his self-innovated and developed mangled extremity limb salvage surgery and functional reconstruction surgery, letting more people use them and benefiting more patients.

No true doctor could resist its temptation!

Since ancient times, competition among various schools of theory in Eastern Han has been endless; everyone wants their academic thought to be passed down to the masses.

Technology is the same.

"Teacher Duan, thank you, thank you for your trouble arranging this!"

"I should be able to cooperate anytime." Fang Ziye thought carefully for a moment, then replied.

From October 19th to 21st, Fang Ziye had no other arrangements in any aspect.

"Mm, good!"

"This special conference on new surgical techniques belongs to special content. Before the conference begins, our Provincial Trauma Surgery Association internally will organize a small meeting in advance."

"Mainly inviting the Trauma Surgery Association's Director Committee Member, Vice Chairman, former Director Committee Member, and some heavyweight experts and professors to finalize the academic conference schedule at that time..."

Duan Hong finished speaking, paused for a while, then continued: "Ziye, because of your special identity factors, we may not come to Zhongnan Hospital to discuss with you offline."

"It might be a video conference with you, or we might decide among ourselves and then unilaterally notify you. Is that acceptable?"

"Naturally, your hospital's Teacher Deng, Professor Han will certainly be present at this small meeting too!"

So many professors making such a grand show of crowding into Zhongnan Hospital's Trauma Surgery department just because Fang Ziye finds it inconvenient — that's a bit too exaggerated; it would smother Fang Ziye with flattery.

Not mentioning the factor that Fang Ziye is a Zhongnan Hospital doctor, Duan Hong still regards Fang Ziye as a disciple-nephew.

At this critical juncture, anyone trying to play the flattery-to-destroy game on Fang Ziye might suffer backlash.

"Teacher Duan, thank you for your trouble. I indeed cannot leave the hospital too far right now." Fang Ziye handed over the autonomy.

Duan Hong making this call was respect for himself.

Even without calling to give advance notice, directly arranging it at the time, Fang Ziye would not feign arrogance and refuse.

This is someone building a stage for you to perform on, almost like a 'one-man show'.

"Good!"

Duan Hong took a deep breath, then said: "Ziye, congratulations."

"Ziye, it's not just Zhongnan Hospital that's proud of you, but also Han City, and in the future possibly Hubei Province, even Eastern Han!"

Duan Hong finished speaking and actively hung up the phone.

The last sentence was thought-provoking, yet also made one very happy.

Fang Ziye held the phone, the corner of his mouth finally relaxing into a smile—

After accumulating for a long time, he had finally reached this step, and this step was a path even his own teacher, even Professor Duan Hong and others, had not experienced.

Conducting surgical livestreams before nationwide peers, and a special academic symposium at that — equivalent to many people coming specifically for him.

This isn't the Hubei Provincial Health Commission's recognition of him; it's merely trauma surgery peers' recognition of Fang Ziye.

That's enough.

Gaining peers' recognition is harder than gaining leaders' recognition.

After all, if you lack capability, peers won't humor you.

But if you lack capability yet have deep enough connections, many leaders are still very polite to you—

A saying goes well.

"You should know, they're living apart in two places? What's three gunshot wounds to you?"

And it was precisely at this moment that Fang Ziye finally opened his long-unseen panel again, looking at the Knowledge Points that had already accumulated to over a hundred thousand.

【Gained 123.3 Knowledge Points.】

【Gained 323.9 Knowledge Points.】

【...】

【Current Knowledge Points Balance: 183521.2 points.】

Fang Ziye roughly calculated; his average daily Knowledge Points income had risen from 1,800 per day to a daily average of 2,500!

This was the result after promoting a mangled extremity theory lecture once in Han City and Hubei Province.

You have to understand, Fang Ziye performing a single Mangling Injury Surgery by himself now only yields a harvest of over six thousand Knowledge Points.

(Chapter End)