Chapter 529: Complete Success (Seeking Subscription)

The real person's voice acting is more vivid and lifelike than the same lines voiced in the game.

Upon hearing Professor Ryan's voice, Fang Ziye rolled his eyes at him, and could imagine that right now in the academic report hall of the conference venue, there were surely a great many people feeling their balls ache.

If Fang Ziye's information had not been accidentally leaked during the livestream, these foreign colleagues would absolutely have thought he was an actor Fang Ziye hired.

However, Fang Ziye never mentioned anything about Professor Ryan and the others during the venue proceedings, the surgical livestream, or the theoretical sharing.

Laughter from the venue side transmitted over, but there was no substantive content.

Fang Ziye simply did not answer, and instead continued watching his own surgery intently.

At this moment, Professor Yuan Weihong beside Professor Ryan explained in a low voice: "Professor Ryan, we are currently livestreaming, so it may not be convenient for you to make other sounds."

"This was agreed upon in advance."

Professor Ryan waved his hands repeatedly, using a gesture to indicate he would shut up.

At the same time, Professor Ryan looked at the other two people, and each saw shock and incredulity in the other's gaze.

Under the massive patient volume, many professors in Eastern Han have honed their operative skills to a very high level!

But there are almost none as young as Fang Ziye whose operation can reach this kind of incredulous level.

Professor Ryan and Professor Brandon and the others have at least never seen such a thing!

As the surgery continued, Fang Ziye and Liu Huanglong only then began to explain the surgery in Chinese, mainly mentioning the differences between upper limb functional reconstruction and lower limb functional reconstruction and some details to pay attention to.

In principle there is no difference, but the operative steps and procedural flow of upper limb functional reconstruction are at least five times more complex than lower limb functional reconstruction.

Professor Liu Huanglong said: "As all colleagues can see, compared to the lower limb, upper limb functional reconstruction has very many points that require careful discrimination."

"If colleagues are performing upper limb functional reconstruction for the first time, you must pay attention to this point, and must prepare at least two teams to rotate in advance, only then is it possible to handle the surgical workload."

"The workload of the two surgeries may differ by at least two to four times."

"Of course, what I refer to is functional impairment after mangled extremity surgery; if it is functional impairment of other aspects, professors need to self-assess preoperatively."

Hearing this.

Professor Wade asked in a soft voice: "Doctor Yuan, what are these two doctors saying? Could you translate for us?"

When domestic people go abroad, they speak English the whole way, but those able to go abroad basically all have IELTS and TOEFL scores, and can at least understand some.

However, when foreigners come to Eastern Han, if it is all Chinese, outsiders cannot understand a single word.

Yuan Weihong relayed the meaning once.

Wade nodded at his own red face: "This is fact, hand function is more complex than foot function, so when doing functional reconstruction, it will inevitably increase a lot of workload."

"We also need to pay attention to this point in the future."

"Hand functional reconstruction, we also do, but we have never done functional reconstruction after mangled extremity." Professor Wade analyzed very candidly.

Hearing this, Professor Brandon stroked his big beard and asked: "Doctor Yuan, are Doctor Fang's operative basic principles and the details needing attention during the operation completely the same as those theories you showed us?"

Yuan Weihong nodded: "They are the same, it..."

When Yuan Weihong and the others were about to speak further, Fang Ziye's side had already started explaining to the venue again, interrupting Yuan Weihong and the others' chat.

"The focus of upper limb functional reconstruction is actually hand function, therefore, at the medial and lateral epicondyle muscle origin groups of the upper arm and at the forearm, one must pay attention to details in all aspects."

"For example, the hand's abduction function..."

"Therefore, before we do functional reconstruction, it is best to first clearly understand the logical relationship between function and muscle origin and insertion; only then can we better guarantee the postoperative functional scale."

"What I speak of here is scale, not a very direct connection of having or not having."

Hearing this, a professor at the venue raised a question.

"Professor Fang, may I conveniently ask, how many cadaver dissections did your team conduct before formally launching functional reconstruction?"

Gross anatomy learning with cadavers is a learning method many surgeons like very much, but cadavers are extremely precious and resources are scarce.

Almost no one has done many cadaver dissections.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye paused for a full ten-odd seconds before replying cautiously: "Our team has not done any cadaver dissections."

"Because resources are truly too limited!"

"Uh~~~"

This at once caused even the hosting Professor Zhong Junyu to involuntarily freeze for a moment, his monosyllabic gasp of shock transmitting through the whole venue.

Liu Huanglong hurriedly explained: "Although Doctor Fang has not done cadaver dissections, before functional reconstruction Doctor Fang already had quite a lot of assistant surgery experience, and his basic skills are also very solid."

"The earliest functional reconstructions were also started by me, but after Doctor Fang joined the team's functional reconstructions, I too was astonished and silent for a long time."

Zhong Junyu hurriedly asked: "Professor Liu, then may we interview your specific mood at that time?"

"Hahaha! ~"

Laughter from the venue immediately transmitted back.

Liu Huanglong did not back down: "Sorry, Teacher Zhong, cannot."

Then, Liu Huanglong immediately produced a stroke of genius: "Because it is unnecessary, Teacher Zhong you have experienced it too."

Until Liu Huanglong and Zhong Junyu, who were former superior and subordinate, laughed even louder, and the others' laughter was also not small.

Time flows like water, several hours passed in a flash.

When the time approached 1:30, Fang Ziye and Liu Huanglong the two of them had pushed the upper limb functional reconstruction to its finale.

With only the last layer of skin suture remaining, Fang Ziye handed it to Senior Brother Yan Zhiming, then while descending the stage with Liu Huanglong, spoke into the microphone.

"Thank you all teachers for your attentive viewing, and thank you all teachers for traveling thousands of miles to Han City to guide me."

"Gathering must have parting."

"This seminar will come to a conclusion here; time is limited, ability is average, if I could not answer the teachers' questions, I hope for your understanding; if I could not answer the teachers' questions well, please forgive me."

Fang Ziye's closing remarks were prepared in advance: "Because time is limited, the content about the two surgical techniques was edited down; more detailed content, after the seminar ends, our team will distribute one by one to all professors."

"At that time if you receive emails or messages, for any disturbance, I represent the research group in apologizing to all teachers in advance."

"Although I very much look forward to continuing to exchange with all teachers, after all all teachers are very busy, looking forward to meeting again next time! ~"

Fang Ziye spoke to here, and completed all his content in the seminar.

If we're talking about how much Fang Ziye actually taught others?

That's pure nonsense!

If mangled extremity limb salvage surgery and functional reconstruction surgery could be learned in batches just by Fang Ziye teaching for a few days, then Fang Ziye and Liu Huanglong might as well go bang their heads against a wall and die!

From start to now, the team has spent a full half year and still hasn't fully figured out these two surgical techniques, doesn't understand their floor or their ceiling.

The current quality is entirely propped up by the two of them's basic skills.

Of course, although Fang Ziye's task was over, there would still be a simple closing ceremony at the conference venue, and Fang Ziye still had to attend, and it would be best to see them off as well.

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he stepped down from the podium while hearing thunderous applause in the venue.

And Professor Teng Qinghe, as representative, gave the outline: "The ancient land of Chu has fine mountains and waters, outstanding people and spiritual land. Since ancient times it has produced talent in abundance!"

"This symposium, though not long in duration, had remarkably rich content, all of it essence and practical knowledge, needing us to slowly absorb it after we return."

"Study more, otherwise that saying will really come true."

"The Yangtze's rear waves push the front waves, the front waves beaten to death on the beach. The Yangtze is right here in Han City, how can we compare with the rear waves?" Professor Teng Qinghe could crack jokes too, immediately drawing a chorus of agreement from the crowd.

"Right right right, Hubei's Yangtze is most magnificent and beautiful, able to nurture talent like Professor Fang, all thanks to this river." The speaker was Professor Du from the Provincial People's Hospital Hand Surgery department.

He knew how to be sarcastic.

Professor Teng Qinghe glanced that way, but Professor Du was unmoved.

This is Han City, the symposium is now over, it's a joking occasion, Teng Qinghe certainly wouldn't hold a grudge.

……

In the operating room, after Fang Ziye explained once to Yuan Weihong and the others, he and Liu Huanglong went to the sub-venue again.

Although yesterday Fang Ziye said that if any teacher was in a hurry to leave, they could go back first.

But today since people came to the venue, Fang Ziye definitely had to go to the closing ceremony, and Liu Huanglong as the surgery's first assistant definitely also had to appear at the venue.

Not to ask questions, but a kind of courtesy.

If guests came to your home, when seeing them off would you only call others to see them off?

That would be somewhat impolite; Eastern Han is a land of etiquette.

Because Fang Ziye and Liu Huanglong will also have times going out in the future; those respected by others naturally respect themselves.

Of course, the crowd wasn't being pretentious either.

The people attending this meeting were at least "regional titans"; ordinary prefecture-level city hospital directors, only a very very few top experts would attend.

The rest, every single one is a renowned expert and professor from some province, each with a whole team under them, managing to squeeze out time to come for a trip is not easy at all!

Who would dare stay longer?

When Fang Ziye and Liu Huanglong arrived at the venue, for instance Professor Tang Fupei, Professor Yu Bing, and Professor Teng Qinghe had already left the scene.

Either gone to eat, or directly left.

Only a sparse few remained, mostly those with better relationships with Fang Ziye, like Magic Capital Sixth Hospital's and Huaxi Hospital's professors still there.

They clustered in a pile, chatting idly with Zhongnan Hospital's Professor Ni Yaoping, Professor Duan Hong and others.

Professor Zhang Yue's smoky voice was most piercing at the scene: "My acquaintance with Ziye was at this year's Hubei mid-year academic conference; at that time I was invited by Professor Duan Hong to attend, never expecting there would be such a fortunate chance."

"Professor Fang can also be said to have grown up under my watch……"

After Liu Huanglong brought Fang Ziye in, seeing many big shots had left, he brought Fang Ziye into the crowd and deliberately introduced everyone to Fang Ziye once more.

After Liu Huanglong greeted everyone one by one, he said: "Ziye, let me introduce you: Magic Capital Sixth Hospital Hand Surgery Director Sun Jiangkun, Huaxi Hospital Professor Yue Longxia."

Fang Ziye looked them over one by one; Huaxi Hospital Professor Yue Longxia's appearance wasn't great, slightly plump build, high forehead, pointed chin, long face and thick brows, could rival Liu Huanglong beside him.

But if you judge his strength by his looks and decide he's no good, that would be a huge mistake.

Huaxi Hospital's Hand Surgery steadily ranks top five nationwide, an existence even more awesome than Huazhong Union Hospital!

"Hello Professor Yue, hello Professor Zhang."

Immediately after, Fang Ziye couldn't help glancing at Professor Zheng Haidong's long neck; Fang Ziye still suspected Zheng Haidong was a human-bodied snake-headed being in his past life; a normal person's neck couldn't possibly be this long.

Professor Sun Jiangkun beside Zheng Haidong, in his fifties, skin didn't look very aged, but hair completely white, tall thin build, appearing like an immortal transcending the mortal world.

"Hello Professor Sun, hello Professor Zheng!" Fang Ziye also greeted the Magic Capital Sixth Hospital people.

Then came Tongji Hospital Professor Song Donghai, Professor Feng Peiyuan, Professor Zhao Le!

After Fang Ziye greeted a round, he had a relatively more three-dimensional understanding of Han City's Trauma Surgery and Hand Surgery!

Tongji Hospital Trauma Surgery, Professor Duan Hong is the strongest, plus a not-yet-retired Professor Xue Yuhui leading a group, Professor Tao Cheng, forming Tongji Hospital Trauma Surgery's top strength.

However, Tongji Hospital also has multiple wards, and some professors, but compared to these three professors their strength is slightly inferior.

Union Hospital's Trauma Surgery, Professor Qi Qiaowen leads a group, Professor Duan Yun and Professor Liu Bo in their prime, development potential more vigorous than Tongji Hospital; if not for Duan Hong alone pressing down a whole generation, today's Union Hospital Trauma Surgery would have long surpassed Tongji Hospital.

Similarly, Provincial People's Hospital Professor An Lumming, talking aviation, Professor Ding Pu, also very strong comprehensive strength.

If not for Zhongnan Hospital producing a Deng Yong, after Professor Dong Yaohui passed away, relying solely on Han Yuanxiao alone would definitely not be able to hold it up.

Just these three hospitals' professors standing before Fang Ziye made Fang Ziye unable to show any sense of superiority whatsoever.

Of course, today they weren't here to show off before Fang Ziye, but to give thanks.

Professor Qi Qiaowen held Fang Ziye's hand, saying with mutual understanding: "Ziye, if I'm to be more official, I must represent our department in thanking you for your generosity."

"Now our department is also gradually starting to engage with mangled extremities!"

"Professor Fang, you not only can develop the standard limb salvage treatment plan for mangled extremities, but also develop mangled extremity animal experimental models, letting us have unlimited trial and error — this is the prerequisite for us to be able to advance limb salvage surgery in our department."

"I won't say any high-sounding words; just our hospital now, there are out-of-province people inviting us to go lecture, speaking of it is truly shameful." Qi Qiaowen medium build, very tall, speaking with full vigor.

Hearing Qi Qiaowen say this, Professor Zheng Haibo beside him said: "Professor Qi, not just you, even our department now has people asking me to go lecture."

"But you know, last month I just invited Professor Fang to teach our class, how can this class be taught."

"Truly half-understanding turning into experts fishing for fame."

"But still very grateful for Professor Fang's holding nothing back." Zheng Haibo's gaze at Fang Ziye was bewitching, wishing he could swallow Fang Ziye in one bite.

Magic Capital Sixth Hospital, merely only the vanguard members in this direction; Zhongnan Hospital is the absolute vanguard core.

One can imagine, after this, just how sought-after Zhongnan Hospital's professors will be for outside lectures.

Zheng Haibo continued to complain: "But what really puzzles me is, what exactly is going on with those comrades in your province responsible for publicity?"

"Longtai Technology Channel even came to film a promotional video, yet I searched online and couldn't find any information from your province."

"Have both self-media and official media gone dark under their own lamps?"

Zheng Haibo isn't even from Hubei Province; his complaints are the most uninhibited.

At worst you bite me; I'm carefree in Magic Capital anyway.

The Director of Trauma Surgery at Sixth Hospital of Magic Capital still holds considerable status in Magic Capital territory; his friends — small well-offs with millions in assets, small tycoons with hundreds of millions in deposits, millionaires with billions in net worth — are not few in number.

Hearing this, Duan Hong said honestly: "Professor Zheng, let's not complain about these unrelated matters; some professors haven't left yet today, we need to go arrange their transport."

"If you have anything you want to ask Ziye, you can ask now."

Hearing this, Professor Zhang Yue with the smoky voice immediately looked toward Deng Yong and Duan Hong with bright eyes: "Professor Duan, Professor Deng, then can we take Ziye back to Rongcheng to consult?"

"Our Rongcheng has outstanding people and auspicious land, the Land of Abundance, producing many beauties..."

"Damn Shu Dao Shan." Professor An Lumming directly delivered a divine follow-up blow, clearly having suffered deeply from it.

"She really thinks she's capable; even if she can't win she has to fight, the key is stopping her from fighting, and when she gets hurt she cries and whines."

One sentence from An Lumming made everyone look at him.

An Lumming felt uncomfortable under the stares and said loudly: "What? You wouldn't lose to your wives, would you?"

"Don't say that outside and lose face for us orthopedic doctors! ~"

No one spoke.

Truth be told, orthopedic doctors — ordinary surgical comrades can't beat them; genuinely solid orthopedic doctors wouldn't even be outmatched fighting coaches in the training room.

Really fighting a woman — is that a fight? That's just one-sided domestic violence.

"Alright, let's not chat idly about these things, Professor Zhang; we still need to see people off, and of course you are also our guests of honor."

"Don't know if Professor Zhang will leave after eating a meal, or should I arrange for you to go to the airport now?" Deng Yong asked in a soft voice, feeling like a procuress who must be polite.

In his heart he thought: Go to hell, poaching so obviously — isn't that asking for a spray?

Good thing I held my tongue in time, avoiding a diplomatic dispute between hospitals.

Deng Yong's temper at Zhongnan Hospital isn't too good; one is shameless, the other is a cannon in his mouth.

Zhang Yue was obviously just joking; if he said a few more lines like 'Ziye come with me,' though also a joke, it would definitely annoy people.

"Still need to eat a meal before leaving."

"What Professor Fang spoke of can only fill spiritual emptiness; this stomach still needs honest physical stuffing! ~" After Professor Zhang Yue put down his airs, his smoky voice seemed especially cute and honest, with a unique flavor.

"Teachers, see you next time! ~" Fang Ziye also hurriedly expressed his stance, bowing slightly and standing up to see them off.

"Deal, you hurry off to greet your foreign big shots."

"Tsk tsk, Mayo!"

"The world's top three in orthopedic comprehensive strength ranking, we wouldn't dare provoke! ~" Zhang Yue said sincerely.

If comparing purely operation skill, Zhang Yue wouldn't admit his level is inferior to the professors inside Mayo.

But treatment quality and comprehensive level — these things are not only related to surgical skill, but also to the instruments applied intraoperatively, the overall perioperative concept, postoperative rehabilitation, etc.

Including perioperative medication?

But how to put it, since centralized procurement was implemented, domestic instruments don't deliver, domestic drugs are even more a mix of gods and ghosts, plus basic supporting facilities are quite shabby?

Was it during the Qing Dynasty that Eastern Han's productivity was low because our country's people weren't hardworking enough? Didn't know how to farm, leading to land production?

Fang Ziye didn't explain much.

This is a fact; facts speak louder than eloquence.

On the contrary, if Fang Ziye argued, that would be guilty conscience, would be feigning arrogance.

After seeing off these professors, the Academic Report Hall was finally cleared.

Then only Fang Ziye and Liu Huanglong remained.

The two didn't rush back, but sat in the audience seats of the Academic Report Hall; Fang Ziye's whole body slumped, the entire person drooping, completely powerless.

These two days, Fang Ziye looked energetic, radiant, speaking with full vigor — actually all were trembling with fear.

MD, first time.

And the first time was lecturing before so many big shots, plus doing three live surgery broadcasts; Fang Ziye knew he absolutely couldn't show weakness.

No matter how much he pretended, even if it was Ah Q spirit, he had to endure through.

But the result of such forced endurance was the ensuing fatigue.

An ordinary person, facing a class of students to express something, might be nervous to death.

A stronger one, a teacher giving a demonstration lesson, also needs to prepare long in advance, and it affects performance during class.

A university lecturer, giving an academic report before his own school's bosses and big shots, can lose sleep for a week in advance.

A proper associate professor, giving a report at a provincial academic conference, prepares for months, and fears lecturing badly, runs around consulting, even sleepless for nights.

A professor, going to an out-of-province academic conference, also fears abnormal performance, saying what shouldn't be said...

A professor, doing live surgery broadcast, also doesn't dare be negligent in the slightest, scalp constantly tight!

Fang Ziye, just a doctor who recently graduated, had two academicians personally act to pull over all the domestic top trauma surgery and hand surgery big shots.

They did this certainly for Fang Ziye's good.

But they really didn't consider the actual situation, truly thinking Fang Ziye is them?

Standing and talking doesn't hurt the waist.

How many conferences have they attended, how much tempering have they gone through?

If not for Professor Tang Fupei insisting Zhongnan Hospital hold one, Fang Ziye even wanted Professor Deng Yong to reject this symposium!

In the end, everything was endured through.

Fang Ziye, however, felt limp all over, with an inexplicable hardship.

The result of fatigue, pain, struggle, and joy — all kinds of emotions intertwined and mixed — was that his hormone secretion was temporarily disordered, and he couldn't even muster the strength.

Liu Huanglong isn't having it easy either.

For this symposium, Liu Huanglong secretly visited many professors, consulting on some etiquette matters, and also had to pay attention to Teacher Fang Ziye and Teacher Deng Yong's face.

After organizing various intentions into language, he had to re-express them, and also arrange the sequencing of the conference venue, directly liaising with Teacher Deng Yong.

Liu Huanglong personally participated in the process of Fang Ziye's several surgical live broadcasts.

But Fang Ziye didn't know any of this, and Liu Huanglong also didn't express any attitude.

For a period of time before and after, what Professor Liu Huanglong played at was disappearing.

Of course, this also brought Fang Ziye a certain amount of trouble; during his consultations, his own father-in-law recommended a Professor Cheng Xiaoping.

Liu Huanglong really didn't know how to politely refuse such a big shot, so he brought him to Trauma Surgery.

"Ziye, what are you going to do? Tomorrow is a workday, and your teacher even brought you several foreign big shots." Liu Huanglong understood Fang Ziye, and asked.

Fang Ziye tilted his head slightly: "Rest for a bit, continue fighting."

"Chief Resident, big fool, unkillable little cockroach; as long as you don't die from exhaustion, just exhaust yourself to death." Fang Ziye spoke his true feelings.

What else can be done?

You can't chase away guests, you can apply for rest, but you also can't chase away guests ah!

Fang Ziye planned to rest, but no matter what, he had to wait until dawn; otherwise, Fang Ziye feared his taut nerves would snap directly, and he'd become an idiot!

Work hour pressure, curriculum organization pressure, surgical live broadcast pressure, and pressure from communicating with big shots — do they really think Fang Ziye is made of iron?

"Yuan Weihong should consider things more meticulously!" Liu Huanglong said.

Hearing Liu Huanglong speak ill of his teacher, Fang Ziye laughed: "Maybe my Master didn't expect it either; after all, going abroad for visits is also asking favors from people, hard to refuse too bluntly."

"Tomorrow then, at least wait until evening to talk; after I go back and chat with them for a while, I'll go rest for a spell."

"Teacher Liu, how do you feel the effect of this symposium was?" Fang Ziye wanted to hear some feedback.

Actually, Fang Ziye himself felt it wasn't very good.

Time was too tight, too many people.

Many famous professors seemed to be just making up numbers, there was simply no time to communicate; most of it was just Professor Tang Fupei and others speaking.

But Fang Ziye had no choice either; time so tight, content so much, if he didn't finish what he wanted to say, it would be better not to communicate.

And to finish his own content, he would inevitably ignore some people's thoughts.

Too many people too; when moderating the conference, Director Committee Members like Tang Fupei, Yu Bing, and Teng Qinghe from Hand Surgery — how could you rebut their face for speaking?

And once speaking in order of jianghu status, only old professors like Professor Zhang Yue would have the qualification to speak.

For example, Professor An Lumming from Provincial People's Hospital, Qiaoqiwen from Peking Union Medical College Hospital, all seemed like marginal figures.

It looks like Zhongnan Hospital is currying favor with the powerful, but in reality everyone is tacitly acknowledging the 'status hierarchy'!

"Pretty good, I've never organized one myself, I can only say, pretty good." Liu Huanglong said.

"However? This symposium, everyone still gave you face, or rather gave face to the two Academicians Gu Yuandong and Qiu Zhenghua."

"Except for Professor An Lumming jumping out to pick a few bones?"

Fang Ziye said: "That was Teacher An, my Master, and Professor Duan Hong and a few others deliberately arranged program; don't know if it was showing off cleverness, or for some program effect!"

Liu Huanglong coughed once!

Then coughed again, eyes darting around?

"Really?" Liu Huanglong found it hard to believe.

Fang Ziye nodded, didn't reply, yet expressed all meaning.

Liu Huanglong directly stood up: "City routines run deep! ~"

"Just knew these old guys, not a single one isn't a crafty veteran."

"No, how much benefit did Professor An Lumming take, to insist on jumping out to play a villain role?"

However, after carefully examining a circle, Liu Huanglong said again: "Perhaps I understand."

"Teacher Liu, what?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Hey, you don't worry about these now; you just need to know, once you've walked out of Han City, you represent Han City; once you've walked out of Hubei Province, you represent Hubei Province."

"Before you've walked out of any place, you're just a fart! ~" Liu Huanglong put it this way.

Fang Ziye: "..."

"Loyal advice jars the ear."

"You rest well." Liu Huanglong stood up, returning the huge Academic Report Hall to Fang Ziye.

This was the stage Fang Ziye had just performed several scenes on; he could savor it again properly.

For the next academic conference, Fang Ziye wanting to possess such a large stage is basically impossible!

At most he could only have ten or twenty minutes; everyone's time is equally precious.

"..."

Fang Ziye rested for roughly twenty minutes, then sent a message to Luo Tingzhu: "Tingzhu, you go back and rest first, I'll order takeout in a bit."

"Only the last week left of this month; after one week, Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi will return to take over as Chief Resident."

"I'll be free."

"Good! ~" Luo Tingzhu's reply today was sparing with words.

Fang Ziye also knew Luo Tingzhu was struggling with her father's matter, so he didn't disturb her further.

Walking back on the road to the operating room, Fang Ziye couldn't help but feel regret for Jin Hongzhou; after Jin Hongzhou was removed from Chief Resident, he actually had to line up behind Wang Yuanqi in turn.

This is the consequence of getting stained during the Chief Resident stage!

Fang Ziye slapped his own right cheek, scolding himself: "Motherfucker, you still didn't consider things comprehensively enough; there's already a big brother who flipped over right in front of you as an example."

"You actually still dared to leave the hospital and go out partying during May Day! ~"

"Suicide! ~"

Fang Ziye's scolding wasn't loud; only he himself could hear it.

"Professor Fang, good afternoon!" Fang Ziye walked to the doorway of the operating room's changing room, and the old man responsible for handing out clothes spoke like this.

Yuan Weihong and Professor Ryan and the others were still discussing inside the operating room; they only came out now, because right now, the surgery had formally ended.

Several foreigners, they actually waited until now — they were also people with very strong patience and desire to learn.

"Uncle Chen, I'm not going in. I'm waiting for someone!" Fang Ziye recognized the old man guarding the door; the two of them took turns.

Uncle Chen and Uncle Wu.

Uncle Chen's one "Professor Fang" pulled Fang Ziye out of his self-reproach.

Past events, no matter what, cannot be turned back to handle again.

In the future, must remember this point.

Everyone makes mistakes; it's just that some people can correct them once they know, some know but don't correct, and some don't even know they're wrong!

Yuan Weihong and several others came out spouting English.

Professor Ryan asked: "Doctor Yuan, do you mean to say that this patient's subsequent thumb abduction, grasping, and opposition functions will be similar to a normal person's."

"Only muscle strength will be weakened?"

"This is too incredible! ~"

Yuan Weihong nodded: "Yes, Professor Ryan. The functional reconstruction surgeries our team previously produced can all, in terms of range, nearly approach preoperative levels."

"However, in terms of muscle strength, it cannot be fully restored; this is a pathophysiological condition limitation."

"Doctor Fang, he's here!"

Only at this moment did Fang Ziye lightly wave and say: "Good afternoon, Professor Brandon, Professor Ryan, Professor Wade, very happy to see you."

"Of course, also very sorry, unable to welcome you with propriety at the first time of your visit."

Fang Ziye actually isn't too used to foreigners' way of speaking; he always feels the expression isn't smooth enough, expressing the same meaning consumes too many words.

However, English as the current most official international academic exchange language, Fang Ziye also cannot say he doesn't know spoken English, doesn't know English.

Exchange is a must.

"No no no, Doctor Fang, it's us who came unannounced!"

"It's like this: after we saw Doctor Yuan's exquisite operation, we tossed and turned sleeplessly, therefore decided, to at the first time, find the world's best functional reconstruction surgery doctor and mangled extremity limb salvage surgery doctor, and devotedly observe up close for a while." Professor Brandon also patted a flattery, counted as entering the local customs.

Actually abroad there's also commercial mutual flattery, just not as winding as domestic.

"You overpraise, several professors. Don't know if several professors have any suggestions for today's functional reconstruction surgery we did?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Of course! (ofcourse!)" Professor Brandon directly nodded.

This one sentence made Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong both slightly stunned.

But Professor Brandon didn't keep them in suspense, instead directly said: "Doctor Fang, your operation is exquisite, but equally, it's too tedious; this surgery is simply purgatory."

"We should simplify it, so that more people can learn it!"

"A technique with too high a threshold, even if it's professional technology, is also inhumane; we are humans, not machines, we must simplify our work, and on this basis, improve our own work quality."

Professor Brandon didn't point out specific bad points, but from a concept, or within a large scope, pointed out the problem.

This really is a problem, and also the difference between domestic and foreign concepts.

When domestically many people are pursuing high-end and cutting-edge operations, abroad they're already pursuing how to be lazy.

Even surgeries requiring many technical operations would be considered not very humane.

So, the Da Vinci robot, robot-guided joint replacement surgery, are all lazy products developed by this group of foreigners; their purpose both simplified surgery and improved surgical quality.

This is what to learn!

"Professor Brandon, I also think so; however, this technique has just been born, so our current task is teaching, not improving or simplifying this surgical method."

"Is that not so?"

"There must first be some people who can do this kind of surgery, only then will they think about making its operation simpler." Fang Ziye replied.

"It is like this, Doctor Fang!"

"After every new technology is pioneered, it must first be used for the world, then returned to the world, to simplify it; your thinking is correct."

"Doctor Fang, may I invite you to share lunch?" Professor Brandon asked.

Fang Ziye said: "This is my honor, but I cannot share lunch with you; I am currently the Chief Resident, our hospital and our country's medical system regulations stipulate that the Chief Resident cannot go out to dine."

"Oh, my god!"

"This is too inhumane." The three professors all covered their faces and walked away.

This is the difference between domestic and foreign emergency systems.

Foreign emergency department doctors are only responsible for emergency surgeries, unlike domestic specialty treatment.

Abroad there are also consultations, but those are all routine consultations.

If emergency surgery cannot handle emergency surgeries, it would be considered the doctor's level is insufficient, not that the specialist's level is not high!

Therefore, for an existence like Chief Resident, several people all complained quite a lot.

But no way, this is Eastern Han's reality!

Such a system also has its benefits: emergency patients can also enjoy very high medical standards, unlike abroad where specialist professors only do scheduled surgeries, emergency patients — I won't care about them!

After Yuan Weihong and the others all left, Fang Ziye then ordered several portions of food.

When Lan Tianluo and Jie Han and the others walked back into the Inpatient General Office, the takeout had also all arrived; besides takeout, there was also milk tea, fruit, snacks, etc., all piled up a big heap.

"Brothers, now we can start eating."

"This afternoon is rest time!" Fang Ziye said.

"What about those several professors?" Li Yuanpei asked.

Fang Ziye said, "You don't understand foreigners."

"If it weren't for the fact that we happen to have a surgery live broadcast today, they absolutely would not disturb you on the weekend."

"And you have to believe, if their hospital dares to make them work overtime on weekends, they dare to strike in opposition!!"

Li Yuanpei: "..."

"Then perhaps, I really want to go overseas and take a look." Li Yuanpei said.

No matter which working person it is, even if they are a workaholic, they still hope to obtain rest.

At least outside the statutory workdays recognized domestically, it should actually be personal time for rest.

"Come come come, Senior Brother, congratulations, congratulations on your seminar's satisfactory success, and you even pointed out an unexpected delight..." Jie Han said.

(Chapter End)