Chapter 531

Brandon believed Fang Ziye's perspective was wrong, so he had to admonish Fang Ziye!

"Doctor Fang, you are a true scholar; otherwise you would not have been able to create such a great surgical technique."

"The successful pioneering of mangled extremity limb salvage surgery is the mission of this era, and also a challenge we doctors must face! ~"

Professor Brandon, though sporting a big beard, had an overall bearing that looked clean and sharp; his complexion was on the dark side, but his eyes were exceptionally bright:

"Doctor Fang, I recall there is an old saying in Eastern Han: 'Skill lies in refinement, not in quantity!'"

After listening, Fang Ziye glanced at his two Masters; neither showed any intention to speak, so he said, "Professor Brandon, but Eastern Han has a few more old sayings, respectively called 'More skills don't burden the body.'"

"One must first fill one's belly before one has leisure to fantasize about delicacies."

"I also acknowledge that if we continue to research deeply according to your idea, transforming mangled extremity limb salvage surgery into a tool every orthopedic doctor can use."

"But reality does not allow it; we clinical doctors face patients, and our patients' needs, to a certain extent, determine regional medical characteristics."

For example, Eastern Han's Yunnan Province even has a Mushroom Poisoning Department, which many places do not have.

"Doctor Fang, no no no, I believe a true scholar should first consider academics, consider contributions to the health of all humanity, and should not be limited to one place……"

"If you have realistic constraints or seem reserved, our hospital very much welcomes Doctor Fang to come and research wholeheartedly; we can provide you research funding, provide you materials, the team also has patient sources." Foreigners' exchanges are often quite direct.

They have a certain amount of human relations, but also would not consider especially much.

Professor Brandon is now talking to Fang Ziye based on objective conditions.

So, even though Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong both felt displeased, they could not well directly open their mouths to refute.

Your tiny Zhongnan Hospital compared to Mayo Clinic on platform height, on resource thickness — isn't that asking for suffering?

Wherever you go, others would also feel you are bringing humiliation on yourself.

However, this kind of face-to-face poaching behavior still makes people quite angry in Eastern Han.

"Professor Brandon, our concepts are hard to unify, so let us still discuss the technique itself, and the professional content of the research project."

"I am very grateful for your kindness, but I may disappoint your kindness!" Fang Ziye said directly.

Professor Brandon's suggestion, from a larger level, is naturally the best; if Fang Ziye wants to seek fame through history, to leave a heavy stroke in the world's medical annals.

Following Professor Brandon's suggestion is the most prudent. Because many predecessors, all through this kind of way, left their names in textbooks.

Bribing literati with the posthumous title 'Wenzheng', they would not refuse even after a hundred deaths!

Since ancient times, Eastern Han's literati have paid more attention to fame and profit; unknown how many Confucian masters all wanted to be famous through history, but those who truly can be famous through history are not many.

However, that was the past!

Current Eastern Han people, after experiencing the internet's baptism, Fang Ziye has never said he has a dream of being famous through history.

If a person lives too tired, once bound by something, that is falling into attachment; better to live a lifetime peacefully, plainly, free from worry about food and clothing.

"What a pity!"

"Very regrettable." Seeing Fang Ziye so unwilling to listen to advice, Brandon repeated regret twice.

Deng Yong, hearing this, then added a sentence: "Professor Brandon, Eastern Han's national conditions are not the same as the United States; the foundation of medical development is also not the same."

"If it were a hundred or even two hundred years ago, looking over medical history, your country's medical scholars also chose the same choice as Doctor Fang."

"We must mutually respect each other's objective environments."

"Like when I was a child, lacking clothes and food, eating my fill was a kind of happiness; if you had asked me then why I didn't eat steak, I might have flown into a rage and hit someone!" Deng Yong was smiling as he joked.

This topic, to here, finally terminated.

Professor Ryan's face was redder than before, obviously he had held it in for a long time; he was not used to Eastern Han's tea, yet endured and tasted another sip, saying softly: "Doctor Fang, in your opinion, if we are to do mangled extremity limb salvage surgery, what other points do we still need to pay attention to?"

"Is it that, as long as we are careful enough, master the basic skills and basic principles well, we can slowly start to carry it out?"

"Or rather, are there any other techniques inside this?"

Unable to ask about the Dao, he began to ask about the technique.

No matter how Fang Ziye chooses subsequently, undeniable is that Fang Ziye's current technique, in the mangled extremity limb salvage surgery piece, is the authority.

From Yuan Weihong seeing the mangled extremity limb salvage surgery, several professors felt extraordinarily magical, felt this technique should be super-era.

But Yuan Weihong said his student Fang Ziye's surgical technique is better than his; they all felt Yuan Weihong was bragging.

Until yesterday seeing Fang Ziye do functional reconstruction surgery, only then did they react, originally Yuan Weihong was not bragging, but very objectively evaluated his own student.

"Basic theory and basic principles are certainly the most important; I believe Professor Ryan, Professor Brandon, and Professor Wade you understand this point even better than I."

"However, after mastering basic theory and basic principles, we still need to train our basic operations, starting from debridement technique, suturing technique and other basic skills, slowly exploring mangled extremity limb salvage surgery's operation methods."

"Our hospital in August successfully established a rabbit four-limb mangled extremity model; many doctors in our city, through practicing on such rabbit models, thereby grasped a certain proficiency of operation."

"And only then slowly transferred to clinical patients." Fang Ziye said.

"Oh, my god! (Heavens!)" The relatively younger Professor Ryan covered his head with both hands.

"Doctor Fang, you had better tell me this is not true!"

Only those who truly do academics know, after developing mangled extremity limb salvage surgery, then developing a mangled extremity rabbit model for others to practice on — how great the significance really is.

One is operation, benefiting the patients one encounters oneself.

One is teaching, benefiting all doctors who want to contact this kind of technique, indirectly benefiting corresponding patients; this is the gospel of all patients.

Fang Ziye pursed his lips and smiled: "Very regrettable, Professor Ryan, you came from afar, are our guest of honor, I cannot lie to you!"

"This is the fact, also congratulations Professor Ryan, you also have the opportunity to bring such a model back."

"Or seek corresponding company cooperation; Professor Ryan's animal laboratory, can theoretically provide you infinite corresponding models for you to practice on."

Foreign English expression is relatively more straightforward; even translated into Chinese, still needs to undergo inversion again to work.

But even without inversion, can still understand the meaning inside.

Spoken language pays more attention to a flat narrative, will not care about especially much written grammar.

"This will be a very happy thing; believe every doctor who wants to do mangled extremity limb salvage surgery will be grateful to Professor Fang you!" Professor Ryan has already addressed Fang Ziye as Professor Fang.

"Professor Fang absolutely is a true scholar!" Professor Ryan looked at Brandon and Wade.

"Of course!" The two spoke in unison.

"Doctors value technique, professors lie in teaching quality, scholars lie in exploring the unknown."

"If the three can be combined, they are certainly a very learned professor."

"Professor Fang has laid an excellent foundation for the learning prerequisites of mangled extremity limb salvage surgery; this is a gospel for all trauma patients! ~"

"Professor Fang, would it be convenient to take us to visit your animal laboratory?" Professor Wade proposed.

"Of course, right now in our animal laboratory, there should still be quite a few of our Han City colleagues learning..."

"We can go take a look together, to see how a doctor who has never encountered mangled extremity limb salvage surgery advances step by step; this may help the several professors when they return and carry out similar surgeries." Fang Ziye agreed!

……

Teaching has categories; how to grasp the measure of this classification requires the person acting as teacher to master the scale themselves.

For those like Jie Han and Lan Tianluo whose foundations are insufficient, what you must transmit is technique, even hand-in-hand guidance and teaching.

Like teaching an elementary school student; only by raising their knowledge reserve can you possibly cultivate one or two mathematicians.

High school graduates are different again; at this age they already have a certain amount of preoperative knowledge accumulation; you can give them textbooks and provide guidance, and they may be able to advance through self-study.

As for Master's Students and Doctors, you only need to give them a direction, guide them a few times at key points, and they can naturally break through.

And if they are top-tier professors in the mathematics world, even just giving them some inspiration allows them to cross that great mountain on their own.

Therefore, for people like Professor Wade and Professor Brandon, whose basic skills are very mature, simply conducting basic skills teaching for them is completely unnecessary.

The reason the symposium only lasts a few days is precisely this.

Professor Brandon and the others' basic skills basically would not be worse than Deng Yong, and might even be better, but whether they are better than Duan Hong is hard to say.

Foreign medical development lies in their instruments, tools, drugs, etc., all being better than domestic ones; they only need to learn more advanced concepts, then return and combine them with their own advanced tools, thereby obtaining relatively high-quality treatment effects!

The economic base determines the superstructure.

Places with better economic bases develop more smoothly; wanting to develop something will be faster and better than in barren lands!

Fang Ziye and company took Professor Brandon and the others around for a circle, and along the way encountered many people!

These people recognized Fang Ziye, and basically all would stop Fang Ziye, asking him to give guidance and critique on the mangled extremity limb salvage surgeries they were performing.

Hoping Fang Ziye could point out errors.

If none, take encouragement; if any, correct them.

There is nothing embarrassing about this; Fang Ziye even held a symposium, and domestic authorities have certified that Fang Ziye belongs to the 'first to scale the heights' level in mangled extremity and functional reconstruction surgery.

Walking along, the three professors felt this atmosphere was very good, fully praising and affirming the advanced nature of the animal laboratory's mangled extremity limb salvage surgery teaching process!

Because models exist, theoretically there exists infinite error tolerance and trial-and-error cost, greatly reducing the clinical silent cost of learning new surgical techniques.

Fang Ziye did not tell others the identities and backgrounds of Professor Wade and the others; although others knew Wade and company were foreigners, they could not imagine these few had very big backgrounds.

The people still learning in the laboratory right now are basically all people without qualifications to enter the symposium venue!

When they came out of the animal laboratory, the time had already passed twelve o'clock noon.

"Professor Wade, I heard Professor Ryan say you have your own animal laboratory; I wonder if you have any suggestions for the design of our hospital's animal laboratory?" Fang Ziye asked.

This animal laboratory was not designed and built by Fang Ziye; it certainly has major defects.

Fang Ziye has been to foreign laboratories, but did not know from where to improve it.

Professor Wade listened and said: "The laboratory we just went to, some equipment is relatively advanced, but there are also some places that can be improved."

"For instance, the disinfection zone of the entry passage could be more spacious; additionally, I saw that in the animal laboratory just now, there are still some areas that have not been developed."

"Besides the operating table, there should also be a separate instrument table; every operating room should have its own disinfection lamp."

"The configuration inside the operating room had best be equivalent to the operating rooms in the hospital."

"Right, the operating tables here are too simple."

"Additionally..."

Consulting a rich person on renovation, the other party absolutely will not mention a single word of money, yet every word and sentence cannot be separated from money.

According to Professor Wade's suggestions, Fang Ziye estimated this animal laboratory would need at least tens of millions for renovation to barely meet his standards.

Besides Fang Ziye, the several others went together to eat.

……

October 23, Tuesday.

Teacher Deng's surgery day finally arrived.

Mangled extremity belongs to emergency surgery; during the period Professor Brandon and company came, they did not encounter an emergency, and Fang Ziye could not manufacture a case.

So following the principle of whatever surgery they have, watch that surgery, he brought them into the operating room.

Once again closely participating in Fang Ziye's surgical process at the operating table, Professor Brandon spoke: "Doctor Fang, your pair of hands, should have been touched by God, right?"

"As far as I know, Eastern Han's vascular surgery, hand surgery, and trauma surgery are divided into specialties, and do not fuse."

"But I just watched Doctor Fang your operation; basically every basic skill is extremely formidable, even more formidable than many trauma doctors in our hospital."

Foreign emergencies do surgery; as long as it is surgery related to trauma, it is basically resolved in the emergency department.

What specialty wards do are all elective disease types.

"Professor Brandon, you say, is it possible that this pair of hands of mine was trained by myself?"

"I am not a Christian believer; our Eastern Han's faith is very broad." Fang Ziye cracked a joke, answering conversationally with ease and composure amid the surgical process.

Next step, Fang Ziye then said: "Professor Wade, when we do functional reconstruction surgery, we still follow surgical principles: more exposure."

"For instance, what I am doing now is index finger extensor tendon reconstruction surgery; you should present the optimal exposure method of the index finger extensor to the surgeon, which will make our operation more convenient."

Professor Wade heard this and immediately moved the retractor in his hand to the side, mouth still muttering: "Doctor Fang, I devoutly suggest you, let your hospital purchase another batch of more comprehensive instruments closer to surgical operations."

"The tendon retractor should not be like this!!"

Professor Wade, while continuing to expose, was very casually complaining.

Hearing this, Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong at the side both wanted to cry; Deng Yong glanced at Yuan Weihong, Yuan Weihong nodded, signaling that foreign surgical instrument packs are very comprehensive.

It is still a money and economic base problem.

Wealthy people have dishwashers, microwave ovens, ovens, refrigerators, and so on.

But in many rural kitchens in Eastern Han, there's just an earthen stove, nothing else at all, yet they still have to cook and eat, and they still try to make the flavor as good as possible.

In terms of cleanliness and hygiene, they may not compare to modern kitchens.

But in terms of taste, modern kitchens can't compare to earthen stoves!

Eastern Han's doctors practice operations and basic skills, without too many fancy instruments, yet surgical quality has risen — this is using their own hands and operations to replace part of the advanced instruments and tools.

"Professor Wade, I'll pass on your suggestion."

"However, right now is the time for us to learn together, so we shouldn't complain about whether the restaurant seats are comfortable or not, we should go enjoy the deliciousness of the steak!" Fang Ziye spoke in analogies they could understand as much as possible.

Otherwise, Fang Ziye was really afraid they wouldn't understand at all.

Must say, the several professors are all still very modest!

In the subsequent surgical process, they no longer complained, just observed the surgery seriously!

However, the only flaw is, they talk a lot; as long as they see Fang Ziye not frowning, see an operation they don't quite understand, or have some ideas, they'll bring them up.

For example, when Fang Ziye did functional reconstruction surgery, they'd link every step of the operation to mangled extremity, asking Fang Ziye, can this be done this way, can that be done that way...

Fang Ziye didn't hold back either, saying everything he knew as much as possible.

This is the benefit of visiting exchange.

The symposium format, one to hundreds, definitely can't stuff them all into the operating room, then the patient has no place to come in, randomly grab a professor and press them onto the stage as the operation subject.

But with only three or four people, face-to-face exchange and learning is possible.

Who knows if it's a coincidence, that afternoon at three o'clock sharp, the Emergency Department just happened to receive a mangled extremity.

The one on duty was Brother Jin, Brother Jin knew recently Mayo Clinic big shots were visiting, so he called to ask if Fang Ziye was going up.

Now at Zhongnan Hospital's mangled extremity, even Jie Han can lead a team to do it; if Fang Ziye doesn't go up, it's a choice between Lan Tianluo and Jie Han.

Chen Fang and Peng Long can barely do it too; next, Nie Xuehua, Qin Geluo and others are also almost ready to step up.

After hearing clearly through the broadcast sound, Fang Ziye said: "Thanks, Zhou Ge, you arrange the patient into the operating room right away, I'll be there in a bit."

Although Yuan Weihong and the others are the key to not operating functional reconstruction well, a surgery isn't all key operations.

For instance some finishing work, like closing the incision, like incision technique, these are all small operations that resident physicians or even interns can operate!

Therefore, Fang Ziye just glanced at Deng Yong.

Deng Yong understood, and even said rather proudly: "What are you looking at, I'm your Master, even if you throw a rotten mess at me, I have to take it!"

"Master, the later operations aren't difficult, I and Teacher Yuan and the other several professors, are going to start a mangled extremity..." Fang Ziye said, and began stepping down from the stage.

This isn't being irresponsible to the patient.

If it was when functional reconstruction just started in the department, Fang Ziye would definitely stay for the full process.

Now there's no need!

Slowly upgrading to superior, you must gradually tolerate that your patients aren't every step operated at your group internal's extreme!

The team needs growth, needs practice; in the process of practice, team members get fresh blood, and junior doctors get opportunities.

Fang Ziye himself was allowed bottom step by step by superiors; he can't cross the river and then tear down the bridge.

After Fang Ziye stepped down, Wade Professor and the others didn't all step down.

All at once everyone on stage swapped out empty, that's behavior without quality, so only Professor Brandon followed Fang Ziye together to the Emergency Operating Room.

Wade and Professor Ryan, continued staying on stage, completing the remaining operations with Deng Yong and the others.

When leaving, Fang Ziye saw Wu Xuanqi Big Brother standing by the Timing Panel, heart moved, and asked: "Qi Ge, you coming with me?"

"Manpower is enough here! ~"

From the symposium start, to Wade Professor and others' arrival, Wu Xuanqi has always been in a 'half-disappeared' state.

Wu Xuanqi didn't act high and mighty with the identity of an outside guest, very low-key.

But as the host, Fang Ziye also couldn't say he clung to a big thigh and forgot Wu Xuanqi.

Symposium and surgery livestream are both important, Fang Ziye of course must consider the overall situation, couldn't spare attention to manage Wu Xuanqi's situation; now the symposium is past.

Also can't let Wu Xuanqi keep being a door benchmark!

Although Wu Xuanqi this person has flowery thoughts, Fang Ziye knows he has several hundred mind-eyes, but in front of Fang Ziye, Wu Xuanqi didn't play any special thoughts.

"Good!" Wu Xuanqi smiled and nodded.

The three left together, Fang Ziye actively introduced Wu Xuanqi's identity to Professor Brandon.

Huazhong Ke Da Affiliated Tongji Hospital, domestically the reputation is quite flourishing, but worldwide, if encountering professors unfamiliar with people inside Tongji Hospital, they're also unfamiliar with the situation inside Tongji Hospital.

Wu Xuanqi is just a junior doctor, even more unfamiliar.

Of course, Professor Brandon can also feel through Wu Xuanqi's temperament that this is an expert!

While sighing: "Doctor Fang, Doctor Wu, actually I feel Eastern Han's medical system isn't completely without benefits either."

"For example your doctors here, if talent is high, can become accomplished earlier, and if the threshold is relatively not that high, the base is larger, the probability of producing top surgeons is also a bit larger!"

United States, even many countries, don't have Clinical Medicine bachelor's degrees; all must first study other majors, through layers of screening, only at Master's Stage can enter clinical specialty.

The admission threshold is very high.

Such a cultivation mode, dooms foreign medical practitioners to be a management cultivation mode, only relatively higher talent people can enter.

While in Eastern Han, doctors and teachers are both very popular "three guarantees" professions.

Because they value its stability, people choosing to study medicine are extremely, extremely many!

"Professor Brandon, our country currently needs more doctors even more, of course also needs more excellent top doctors!"

"You should know, Eastern Han has 1.4 billion population total, but our country's registered licensed physicians are only 3 million plus!"

"Including some who switched careers, research personnel." Fang Ziye replied.

Registered licensed physicians are not necessarily all doctors.

Many research personnel, many professors and associate professors in laboratories, for them to test a licensed physician certificate is like child's play.

"Yes, a population of 1.4 billion means your country is destined to need more doctors."

"Of course, it also needs excellent doctors like you, Doctor Fang — not just in surgery, but every discipline needs doctors like you." Professor Brandon said.

The three of them then hurried to the Emergency Operating Room.

If the more unfamiliar functional reconstruction surgery merely amazed Professor Brandon!

Seeing more directly that Fang Ziye completed a mangled extremity limb-salvage surgery from start to finish, taking only three and a half hours — this matter startled Professor Brandon a bit!

Even after leaving the operating room, Professor Brandon was still muttering in a low voice: "Such a massive workload, yet it can actually be completed within three and a half hours."

"Doctor Fang, can your body really hold up?"

The total workload is fixed there; it cannot be reduced. If working hours decrease, efficiency must have increased.

Once efficiency increases, the workload per unit time increases — it only becomes more exhausting!

Hearing this, Fang Ziye stepped down while turning his head to watch Hu Qingyuan following Associate Professor Xie's student Gong Ziming transfer the patient, and said:

"Actually, once you get used to it it's fine. When we first started doing this kind of surgery, a single operation took about seven hours total. Later, through improving our own skills and teamwork, we achieved the current efficiency."

"Of course, Doctor Wu has also formed a fairly tacit coordination with our team."

"Doctor Wu, how long have you been at Zhongnan Hospital?" Professor Brandon asked.

As a professor, to learn a new surgery, besides assessing one's own capability and the new technique's difficulty, one must also assess the team's break-in time.

Any surgery, detached from a team, is certainly a rootless duckweed.

How could one person possibly do a mangled extremity limb-salvage surgery? Without an assistant's help, you can't even complete a fracture internal fixation surgery.

"It's already been over three months. After this month ends, it'll be four months."

"As you can see, I've learned a lot following Doctor Fang's team. Slowly permeating and participating, I've become more and more proficient now." Although Wu Xuanqi hadn't gone abroad, his spoken English was also excellent.

After all, being able to break out from a super-competitive place like Tongji Hospital and make a name for himself, Wu Xuanqi also had his unique strengths.

This year's Young Physician Special Prize went to Wu Xuanqi — it counts as reaching the peak among the younger generation!

In the future, he might become another Liu Huanglong in Trauma Surgery!

"Very envious that you have this kind of opportunity. We estimate we won't have such a long learning time. Our schedule this time allows us to stay at most one week!" Professor Brandon said somewhat enviously.

Wu Xuanqi said: "Professor Brandon, one week is already a lot. It's more participation than many domestic professors have in mangled extremity limb-salvage surgery."

"I'll take your deeds back and tell my teachers about them."

"Blessings that you soon bring mangled extremity limb-salvage surgery back to your hospital." Wu Xuanqi replied.

Truly, Wu Xuanqi also felt he had been taught a lesson.

Foreigners can put down their work to stay at Zhongnan Hospital for a week, yet his own teachers and such can't put down their face to come here and learn.

This is actually a kind of fishing for fame and reputation.

Although Duan Hong chose to send him over to study and exchange after the team could already do simple mangled extremity limb-salvage surgeries — this is a kind of generosity.

But it's still not generous enough! ~

Even those professors from the Sixth Hospital of Magic Capital aren't as generous as Brandon and them.

Brandon immediately said a rather down-to-earth line.

"Because we want to break through ourselves. After breaking through, not only can we gain higher status, but also more income."

"This is a win-win thing. Learning is necessary, and should be lifelong. I hope after I retire, I won't have to run around for money anymore." Brandon said jokingly.

Fang Ziye and Wu Xuanqi both didn't take this matter to heart.

With the high income of US doctors, plus the relatively complete welfare system, no doctor would worry about retirement and old-age care, unless it involves prohibited matters.

……

Time passes very quickly.

One week, like a dream, like an illusion.

November 1st arrived in a flash.

Thursday, a workday, but not Fang Ziye's workday — it's the first day of Fang Ziye's leave after stepping down as Chief Resident!

Morning, 8:30. After Fang Ziye finished the last shift of October 31st at the Trauma Center, Wang Yuanqi ran from the Trauma Center to the Department to be on duty, formally putting on his 'Trauma Surgery Chief Resident' name badge, and also took over the Chief Resident Office where Fang Ziye had stayed for half a year.

And the refrigerator, snacks, drinks inside...

After walking out of the Orthopedics Building, Fang Ziye felt his whole body and mind extremely relaxed, as if after a severe winter, the warm sun returned to the earth!

Fang Ziye immediately messaged Luo Tingzhu, who had also applied for a month's leave: "Tingzhu, I'm going to see off several professors to the airport! ~"

"You eat breakfast first! ~"

Luo Tingzhu didn't reply immediately; she was probably sleeping.

Fang Ziye hurried to the Wanda Hotel where the professors had re-checked in, and contacted them via WeChat.

Around 8:50, Fang Ziye encountered Yuan Weihong driving a Mercedes-Benz over.

Today, besides these professors leaving, Yuan Weihong also had to leave Han City once again.

Fang Ziye waited at the hotel entrance: "Master, Jie Han and Tian Luo were kept by Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi to establish rules, so today only I'm seeing you off."

Yuan Weihong smiled: "Alright, then later you can drive the car back!"

"Ziye, this time, Professor Brandon and them have a very good impression of you. Although your concepts and preferred choices have some divergence."

"But the overall feeling after exchange is very good. Professor Brandon and them asked me to convey their gratitude to you! ~"

Hearing this, Fang Ziye gritted his teeth and said: "Master, this time the professors' visit happened to be during the symposium. That time really nearly nervous me to death."

"Mayo! ~"

"Legendary place."

Yuan Weihong stood with arms crossed, waiting for the professors at the front desk, and asked: "Then after seeing it?"

Fang Ziye thought seriously for a moment: "Mayo is also made of flesh and blood. Every country's medicine has every country's characteristics; different paths lead to the same destination!"

"As long as we don't compare averages with Mayo, I feel we can compete with them on peaks!" Fang Ziye became calm.

Sometimes, the unknown is a kind of terror.

The Mayo Clinic is of course formidable; compared to them, the average level of many hospitals in Eastern Han — even if you dispatched Concordia and West China Hospital — cannot compare!

This is not self-deprecation.

But if we are comparing the comprehensive treatment quality of clinical teams, the gap between top-tier teams may perhaps not be that large!

Yuan Weihong touched his own higher forehead, his more established Mediterranean, and only after seeing the three professors team up and exit the elevator did he reach out and touch Fang Ziye's head: "Ziye, you've grown up."

"Professor Fang, you've grown too! ~" Yuan Weihong then added this line.

Hearing these words, Fang Ziye suddenly felt his eyes and nasal cavity turn sour.

The word corresponding to growing up is certainly growing old.

Not only has Yuan Weihong grown old; his own parents are also growing old, Deng Yong and the rest are all growing old.

Moreover, growth in any aspect certainly means someone else's capabilities are relatively slightly insufficient!

"Master..." Fang Ziye's defenses crumbled at once.

"All grown up like this, and still blubbering!"

"Who knows, by the time I return, you might already be leading a team; will you still have to call me 'Master, Master' in front of your subordinates then?" Yuan Weihong's mindset suddenly seemed to become open and broad-minded.

"Master doesn't have anything particularly special left to teach you either, be it professional knowledge, technique, future planning, or outlook on life."

"Ziye, you now stand even higher than I do; as long as you don't blame your Master for insufficient capability, that's good enough! ~" Yuan Weihong said.

Unlike parents watching their children grow up and leave to wander far away, a student's growing up does not necessarily mean leaving you; they linger right beside you.

Then step by step their wings harden, step by step they even surpass your achievements, become new peaks, constantly replacing you...

And what you must do is grow old by their side, gradually helping them transform.

Fang Ziye certainly would not cry; even if moved to the depths, two big men are not suited to cry.

Just enduring it like this, Fang Ziye sat in the back seat position and rushed to Han City's airport together with the other three professors.

All along the way, the several professors kept chatting with Fang Ziye — chatting about the future of mangled extremity limb salvage surgery, chatting about possible improvement directions for mangled extremity limb salvage surgery, chatting about everything that could be chatted about.

By the time Fang Ziye saw the several people enter the waiting room's ticket checkpoint, Yuan Weihong and the others only then reluctantly queued up and went inside.

When Professor Brandon looked back, he specially emphasized: "Doctor Fang, very much looking forward to meeting again at an international academic conference; at that time, we'll discuss together again."

"Discuss everything we want to understand."

Fang Ziye nodded to him: "Very much looking forward to that day."

Waving, shaking hands, seeing them off, watching the several people leave.

When Fang Ziye drove back on the return journey, he had a sense of dreamlike unreality.

It seemed he still had not stepped down from the Chief Resident position, still just a little minion.

It seemed his teacher Yuan Weihong had also not made a trip back to the country.

It seemed Professor Brandon and the others had never been to the domestic interior, let alone to a city named Han City, let alone to Zhongnan Hospital.

Everything was a dream.

After this dream wakes, everything is reality.

After a super-intense work state lasting half a year, Fang Ziye, suddenly on leave, still felt somewhat at a loss!

As if his whole person had become empty and hollow.

"it'snotuntilyoufallthatyoufly,

whenyourdreamsealive......"

The ringtone of the mobile phone on the car phone holder rang out; Fang Ziye glanced up — it was from Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan.

Glancing at the sparse traffic on both sides, Fang Ziye slowed the car speed for a short time, held the steering wheel with one hand, and chose to answer and put it on speakerphone!

"Teacher Xie, good morning!" Fang Ziye's tone was relaxed and cheerful.

You sissy, you're already on leave yet still immersed in parting sentiments with Yuan Weihong with an outsider; how do you expect working people to feel?

Xie Jinyuan's voice suddenly turned exceptionally deep: "Ziye, I've got a rather special patient here; he came specifically for you."

"Do you want to come over and take a look?"

"I know you're on leave, but I still decided I have to disturb you!"

"This is a firefighter; after a disaster relief, he's in a semi-retired state..."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's heart tightened slightly.

Roughly a full five seconds of silence passed before he asked: "Teacher Xie, can you tell me the specific situation?"

Xie Jinyuan then related the basic condition of this outpatient scheduled patient who had already come to the Trauma Center for consultation.

Fang Ziye listened, then nodded and said: "Teacher Xie, then let's leave it at that for now; I'll come over and take a look, but I can't give a definite answer yet."

"No problem, he's right here; he said he's willing to wait for you." Xie Jinyuan replied.

"Is that so?"

"Waiting, thanks for the trouble, Doctor Fang; I didn't know you'd just gone on leave! ~" A young man's voice, comparatively hoarse, came back.

It is said his throat was burned before, vocal cords damaged; speaking now is extremely difficult!

After answering, Fang Ziye muttered in a low voice: "Fang Ziye, oh Fang Ziye. You're a fucking scoundrel."

"Already on leave and you still can't settle down; tell me, why did you have to pick up this mess?"

Of course, scolding is scolding, but leave still has to be normal leave!

Since he'd promised someone he'd go take a look, Fang Ziye likewise still had to go do it.

Drove the car, returned to the community where his teacher lived, opened the password door, put the car key into the key frame at the doorway, and only then did Fang Ziye send a message to his teacher's wife: "Teacher's wife, the key has already been placed inside the house."

"Please check and receive it when you have time!"

After that, Fang Ziye hailed a taxi and rushed to the Emergency Department; wearing plain clothes, he stood directly at the entrance to the Trauma Center clinic room, then looked inside, and Fang Ziye was slightly stunned...

(Chapter End)