Chapter 534: A New Peak!

"Professor Zhou, when did you get to know him?"

"He looks quite young, doesn't he? He's already a professor at such a young age?" Luo Tingzhu was especially curious.

"Currently he holds the Associate Professor title, Deputy Chief Physician, thirty-three years old!"

Fang Ziye had specifically looked up Professor Zhou Yan's resume afterward: "But I estimate his promotion to full professor isn't far off, very likely around the same time as Professor Liu Huanglong."

"It's also possible it could be slightly earlier!"

When Fang Ziye was being "narcissistic," he had actually searched for some "exceptional geniuses," and discovered that his own "title achievements" weren't even the fastest.

There are people without any Panel who rose faster than him.

For example, that Professor Tao who was trending online before, the one whose hand was mangled by a patient — his resume was incredibly eye-catching!

"Oh! ~" Luo Tingzhu nodded after listening, then glanced toward Professor Zhou Yan again and said:

"Xiangya Hospital's Orthopedics Department is still very strong, but as for which specific professors are formidable, I know a bit about Trauma Surgery, but I haven't looked into Hand Surgery."

Fang Ziye said: "Previously, Professor Tan from Xiangya Hospital's Hand Surgery specifically came to find me. He also said he moved Senior Sister Xie Xin, and came to ask Professor Liu for a quota for the Phase I clinical pilot of the Microcirculation Instrument."

"And based on the information I learned from Professor Teng at Jishuitan Hospital's Hand Surgery, it's very likely Xiangya Hospital will also become one of the leading batches of hospitals to perform limb replantation surgery."

"Before our hospital performed functional reconstruction surgery, Xiangya Hospital had already successively carried out some functional reconstruction surgeries and surgical techniques for peripheral nerve injury treatment."

"It's just that our chosen directions are different."

Fang Ziye's conversation was too specialized; even Luo Tingzhu didn't understand the details, so she asked: "Peripheral nerve injury — there are distinctions?"

"Of course there are!" Fang Ziye nodded.

"You can search for peripheral nerve injury in detail. Aside from the damaged nerves being different, the etiologies are also bizarrely varied!"

"The causes of peripheral nerve injury can be divided into: traction injury, laceration, compression injury, firearm injury, ischemic injury, limb ischemic contracture, electrical burns and radiation burns, drug injection injury, and other iatrogenic injuries."

"Currently, Jishuitan Hospital and Huashan Hospital, etc., have relatively deep research on traction, compression injuries, firearm injuries, etc."

"When Xiangya Hospital performs peripheral nerve injury surgery, their main focus is limb ischemic contracture, electrical burns, and compression injuries."

"The functional reconstruction surgery Professor Liu and I do actually targets three aspects: compression injury, ischemic injury, ischemic contracture, and laceration."

"Different etiologies mean the surgical techniques aren't quite the same either."

"Among them, compression injury and ischemic injury are the most common." Fang Ziye explained in more detail.

Luo Tingzhu nodded and said: "Senior Brother, I thought the functional reconstruction surgery you developed was also a first!"

"Of course it's also a first. Aside from functional deficits caused by peripheral nerve injuries, Professor Liu and I also address functional deficits caused by mangled extremities, as well as functional reconstruction for muscle contracture, single limb stiffness, and the like."

"Tingzhu, functional reconstruction surgery and peripheral nerve injury treatment are also different."

"The scope of functional reconstruction surgery is larger and broader than peripheral nerves."

"If later on, we can solve hemiplegia in stroke patients through compensation, then functional reconstruction surgery will truly have reached maturity and benefit many more patients!"

Fang Ziye shook his head lightly here: "Just don't know if I'll still have that much energy by then. There are too many things I want to do..."

"Then take it slow, do it bit by bit."

"Anyway, no matter what, Senior Brother, you've done right by the patients who seek you out. As for other patients, there's nothing we can do either." Luo Tingzhu smiled and played along.

While the two were eating rice and savoring meat with gusto, Professor Zhou Yan proactively came over to toast Fang Ziye, and even brought along Huang Yulin, the Hand Surgery Director of Yue City Central Hospital.

Originally, seeing there was no wine on Fang Ziye's table, they wanted him to substitute tea for wine.

But Fang Ziye, having shed his Chief Resident duties, wouldn't stand on ceremony anymore. He proactively went to get two liang of brewed red date wine, and upon returning said: "Professor Zhou, my girlfriend can't hold her liquor."

"So she can only substitute tea for wine. You and Director Huang are really too polite. Counting it up, you and Director Huang are both my seniors; it should be me toasting you."

Although Fang Ziye has now slowly become an "upper hand" in Zhongnan Hospital, he hasn't forgotten necessary human relations.

Being polite with outsiders has no real downside.

"Professor Zhou, this Professor Fang you speak of is also a straightforward person."

"I love making friends most. Professor Fang, if you come to Yue City next time, you must definitely give me a call!" Huang Yulin was forty-five or six, sharp-chinned and wide-faced, with a very short neck, slightly plump build, and a straightforward personality.

"Alright, Director Huang. If there's a chance, I'll definitely impose!" Fang Ziye agreed first.

The three each sipped a third of their cups, then waved goodbye.

Professor Zhou Yan didn't specially introduce Fang Ziye to Huang Yulin, because Zhou Yan knew Huang Yulin and Fang Ziye simply weren't people of the same world; the levels they'd operate at in the future would differ greatly.

Aside from Huang Yulin constantly seeking Fang Ziye for consultations, there wouldn't be any other deeper exchanges.

Han City and Yue City aren't far, but they ultimately cross provincial borders!

"Professor Zhou is still quite polite." Luo Tingzhu said.

Looking at Luo Tingzhu, then at the wine, Fang Ziye then curiously asked again: "Tingzhu, can I ask you to dig up some gossip?"

Luo Tingzhu was currently wrestling with a piece of fish meat near the tail, nodded, her mouth not free.

"It's just that night of my Master's thesis defense — you and that waiter who sent you back, what exactly did you say?"

"It's been this long, can't you tell me?" Fang Ziye asked, blinking.

"Pfft! ~" Luo Tingzhu hadn't drunk today, her mind was clear.

But Luo Tingzhu's face instantly reddened. Obviously she had been a bit drunk that day, but not completely drunk, so alcohol emboldened the coward and she really said some things.

"Still can't say? I asked you last year, you said it was confidential, to tell me later — how much longer do I have to wait?" Fang Ziye said with a smile.

Hearing this, Luo Tingzhu silently ate her food first, and only after spitting out all the fish bones did she swallow the tender fish meat in one gulp, then leaned close to Fang Ziye and whispered for a while.

After listening, Fang Ziye froze completely, then looked Luo Tingzhu up and down in shock, finding it utterly incredible.

The shocked sound wasn't loud, but the surprised tone was very obvious: "What? You had even thought of names for both a boy and a girl back then?"

Luo Tingzhu was a bit shy, but looking back now, it didn't seem that embarrassing!

From that time on, Luo Tingzhu had actually long realized and admitted she was just a vulgar person — a vulgar person who admires strength.

Meeting someone excellent, with good looks, and decent talent, she would also fall for them.

Luo Tingzhu asked curiously: "Senior Brother, didn't you have even a shred of other intentions back then?"

When Fang Ziye graduated, the two of them had already been in contact for a while in the laboratory.

Staying in the lab together, eating barbecue rice together, going to study cell experiments together, starting to learn from 'novice' together.

Just like meal buddies, research buddies.

"Absolutely! ~"

"The ancients said, the love of beauty is in everyone's heart." Fang Ziye said.

"Then?" Luo Tingzhu's eyes rolled around, wanting to speak but stopping.

Fang Ziye naturally understood her meaning — she wanted to ask why he didn't make his position clear.

Fang Ziye said: "Netizens also say, how dare one enter the bustling world with a life of poverty? How dare two sleeves of clear wind betray a beauty?"

"Back then I was poor again, and had no accumulation, job opportunities were undecided, where would I dare have any crooked thoughts, only wanted to study well, first be able to support myself."

Fang Ziye also explained very directly.

In a low voice he said: "I also heard a theory, regardless of man or woman, both will be moved by lust at the sight of beauty. I am also a vulgar person, naturally no exception."

"What about later?" Luo Tingzhu wanted to hear.

"Later when my pocket had a few steel coins, the mindset was different."

"A child carrying gold through a busy market, isn't that bringing trouble on yourself? When you lack capability, even if you possess good things, people will think you lack the virtue to match your position."

"But once you have a bit of rank, even if some still think you unworthy, at least the people close to you will start to protect you." Fang Ziye laid out his thoughts transparently again.

Luo Tingzhu was very beautiful, very good-looking, this was something Fang Ziye confirmed at first glance.

A graceful lady, a gentleman's ideal match.

To say Fang Ziye had not a shred of admiration at the start would be a bit against his heart, but he didn't think deeply in that direction.

When Fang Ziye expressed his meaning was before going to Xia'en City, the department gave him a sum of prize money, only then did he bear to buy a plane ticket, and then bought a section of jade bamboo for Luo Tingzhu.

The result was savings spent clean, Hua Biao in debt, borrowed Biao used up, even in Enshi he had to borrow money from Senior Brother!

This was even after getting a sum of money.

Broke to this wretched state, you still dare consider other things?

Fang Ziye also said: "But after getting the first prize money, or say the wealth bestowed by the teacher, I felt I could earn money by my own capability, wouldn't starve to death."

"Only then dared to have presumptuous thoughts!"

"Originally I still planned earlier, but I discovered you're a little rich woman, relying on scholarships and competition prize money you saved so much, could only be awed again."

"Poverty makes ambition short, one coin can stall a hero, although I haven't experienced starving, unable to afford a meal, but as a contemporary university student, a person who received relatively advanced education."

"Learning one thing and inferring three, isn't that the meaning of our learning?" Fang Ziye spoke very formally.

Luo Tingzhu heard and directly laughed: "So it's like that."

"My little money can still be called a little rich woman?"

Fang Ziye sighed again: "Alas!"

"Tingzhu, rich woman or not is relative, with our current savings, in Senior Brother Li's eyes, we haven't even escaped poverty yet! ~"

All roads lead to Rome, but some people are born in Rome, how do you compare?

"I estimate I won't earn his family's savings in this lifetime, if I did, most likely I took crooked paths." Fang Ziye said again.

Luo Tingzhu shook her head: "Senior Brother, wrong!"

"Others maybe, but not you, you've already taken your specialty to the patent level now!"

In Eastern Han, ordinary doctors, if they earn tens of millions or even hundreds of millions in a lifetime, needless to say, the Discipline Inspection Commission can directly investigate.

"And, we doctors can also start businesses, for example Surgical Glove He of General Surgery, Lin of Internal Medicine."

Luo Tingzhu gave examples!

Han City University is a very inclusive university, far away 'Great Thunder God' not mentioned, just Zhongnan Hospital's Internal and Surgical Glove, there are two very iconic entrepreneurial seniors!

He Yincheng of Surgical Glove, number one in medical exam education, annual income tens of millions, he himself said during big lectures that the funds he puts in the stock market every year are one or two hundred million.

But ordinary people shouldn't learn from him, if he loses it's just lost, losing tens of millions doesn't matter.

Professor Lin Zhanghua of Cardiology is the ceiling of industrial entrepreneurship in the hospital, five hot pot restaurants, two wine houses, annual pure income can also reach tens of millions.

Not following any company system, no shares, after deducting expenses all money earned is his own.

Even in Eastern Han's middle-upper class, these two have achieved financial freedom, do what they love, don't do what they don't love.

For example Surgical Glove He, resigned from the Surgical Glove department post, wholeheartedly only does teaching, while Internal Medicine's Lin still diligently leads a group in the department.

Don't have anyone talk to them about promotion or not, purely hobby!

Doesn't matter, other people's social relations, long since detached from the medical industry, long since organized human relation networks through other channels.

"Alas, then don't know, anyway current income still relatively considerable."

"This is also one of my fallback paths."

Speaking here, Fang Ziye also said: "Teacher Liu Huanglong actually pointed out a path for me, Tingzhu, you say should I run a Douyin account."

"I won't post other things, just post those physical pictures of our Training Room operation practice, with my current skill, carving a starfish out of tofu, or rose flowers, is just half an hour's work."

"You help me record then. We post together to earn traffic."

"Or say, we directly go to the slaughterhouse to buy pigs, have them killed, then we directly dissect out all the fatty meat, lean meat, spare ribs, menisci and other organs, to do popular science for everyone!"

"Isn't this more exquisite than many online teaching videos on dividing pork?"

"Or say, we use pork lean meat online, livestream doing muscle plasty, make many good-looking patterns, believe can also mix quite a lot of rewards." Fang Ziye said.

This is currently a relatively blank thing in the short video circle, utilizing audience curiosity and information and cognitive gaps, can get a wave of ruthless traffic.

Even so, Fang Ziye's basic skills, not to mention ordinary netizens, the more professional the person, the easier to be awed by him!

For example now Fang Ziye's incision technique, what level can it reach, if I cut eleven pages it's impossible to be eleven and a half, if I cut twelve and a half A4 sheets, impossible to be twelve or thirteen.

This kind of visual impact, is very eye-catching.

"Can do, but not full-time, otherwise too much of a waste." Luo Tingzhu truly loves medicine, although part is because of her Grandma, but she herself also loves it.

If someone with Fang Ziye's abilities became a video blogger, Luo Tingzhu felt her worldview would collapse.

What A4 paper is worthy of Fang Ziye's technique cutting into it? As Fang Ziye stands now, even without any further progress, just performing the flying knife technique for mangled extremity limb salvage surgery is enough for him to eat and drink for a lifetime, and would benefit many patients.

"Then let's give it a try?"

"After we go home, we'll buy two pigs. One we'll kill and eat ourselves, the other we'll kill for the two of us to film videos." Fang Ziye had already made up his mind.

"Okay! ~" Luo Tingzhu actually thought it was worth a try too; anyway it's just for fun, so whatever way is fun is how we'll do it.

……

After the meal, Professor Zhou Yan was indeed still waiting for Fang Ziye.

It had already been agreed upon before, so Luo Tingzhu had no objections. Professor Zhou Yan had copied all the department's patient data onto his USB drive; he just went back to the hotel to fetch his computer.

The few of them went to a nearby coffee shop's private room and sat down.

After sitting down, Zhou Yan said: "Tingzhu, are you Doctor Luo? The Doctor Luo that Professor Xu Long speaks of! ~"

Hearing this, Luo Tingzhu pursed her lips and smiled: "Yes, I had a period of learning experience with Professor Xu Long before; it's just a pity he returned too early."

"Professor Zhou, are you and Teacher Xu Long very familiar?"

While plugging in his docking station, Zhou Yan inserted the USB drive into it: "Familiar, very familiar! ~"

"The reason Professor Xu Long started spinal-epidural sensory-motor separation anesthesia so early was actually because our department had a need for functional reconstruction surgery."

"It's just that our hospital's sensory-motor separation anesthesia hasn't been researched as deeply as yours!"

Speaking of this, Professor Zhou Yan asked curiously: "Professor Fang, may I ask who helped establish the data calculation model when your hospital performs local sensory and motor separation anesthesia?"

"I had this idea before too, found teachers from the math department to help, but none succeeded in the end. Later it was delayed by other matters, so I never circled back to it."

One sentence from Zhou Yan directly struck the vital point of Lan Tianluo's existence.

Who helped build it? Lan Tianluo?

Lan Tianluo is currently a Professional Doctorate student in Clinical Medicine Orthopedics, holds a Master's Degree in Computer Science, and a Doctorate in Mathematics!

"A member of a team, also my good brother. Named Lan Tianluo, he helped us build it." Fang Ziye replied.

"You all?" Zhou Yan was momentarily speechless.

Then he patted his head: "Meaning that actually your hospital's anesthesiology department's current sensory-motor separation anesthesia and local separation anesthesia were originally led by you, Professor Fang?"

"No wonder! ~"

"I was saying how could mere anesthesiology doctors be so familiar with the course of motor and sensory nerves, and have puncture technique so masterful!"

"If Professor Fang you participated, then it's not surprising!" Zhou Yan had seen Fang Ziye's basic skills; this guy's basic skills were actually even stronger than his, which also broadened his horizons.

However, it could be seen that Fang Ziye's mastered surgical techniques aren't actually that many.

Currently still specialized but not comprehensive, not that kind of super hexagon warrior.

"The surgery tomorrow is like this, Professor Fang, you take a look first. This is an upper limb functional reconstruction surgery."

"But this patient, here, and here, the muscles are interlocked..." Because there was MRI data, Zhou Yan directly started reading the scans instead of orally describing the anatomical positions.

Oral description belongs to narration; it certainly doesn't record as intuitively as direct imaging data!

Fang Ziye looked, brows furrowing slightly: "Professor Zhou, for a patient like this, you still want to do functional reconstruction?"

"This counts as 'three non-adherences'?"

The so-called three non-adherences: nerves and muscles don't connect, muscles and blood vessels don't connect, blood vessels and nerves don't connect either.

Each does its own thing.

My blood vessels only transport blood; if somewhere downstream starves to death, it has no relation to me whatsoever.

The short branches of nerves innervating muscles have also shrunk; muscles are directly adhered and atrophied!

To reconstruct that would be very troublesome.

"Professor Fang, actually at first I refused too!"

"But this patient is truly sincere; he's retired. His identity is a bit special; I can't say specifically what industry he's in. Anyway Professor Fang just needs to know he's super red."

"Not old in years, was injured in combat, then during rehabilitation encountered a rare viral infection."

"That formed the current messy state."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's brows tightened.

In this era, those who can still be described with the two words 'battlefield' are mostly two professions.

Border guards, anti-drug police!

"For this case I prepared roughly four or five months, never intending to start cutting."

"But the patient and family's wishes are quite sincere, so after thinking back and forth we still plan to take a gamble..."

"Consequences and such have all been explained clearly. He's been transferred through multiple hospitals; except abroad he hasn't been, basically all others he's seen."

"Treat a dead horse as a living one; anyway no matter how bad it gets, it won't be worse than now!" Zhou Yan said.

"My thought is, if Professor Fang you have time, would it be convenient for us to go to the operating table together tomorrow?"

"Best case, this Doctor Luo, and Professor Xu, can also participate in anesthesia together."

"No need to go through consultation surgery procedures; you're all opening as assistants. Price-wise, Doctor Luo six thousand, Professor Fang two hundred fifty thousand!"

"Don't need us to pay out of pocket; as long as you do it and there's effect, you'll definitely get this sum of money."

"Even if not successful, I personally give Professor Fang two hundred thousand!" Zhou Yan's attitude was extremely sincere.

One surgery, the difference between two hundred fifty thousand and two hundred thousand isn't actually large, and this consultation fee is relatively high!

Before when Fang Ziye went to Magic Capital Sixth Hospital for teaching surgery, it was this price too.

The top tier within the rules!

Of course, actually if calculated by time, it's a slight loss. Fang Ziye operating now, each surgery is at least how much per hour; this surgery of his would be at least ten hours starting.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye glanced at Zhou Yan.

This twenty-plus thousand, he wanted to earn it yet didn't want to earn it, so he looked at Luo Tingzhu.

Luo Tingzhu nodded: "Professor Zhou, I don't want money, I'm still a student right now."

"Students can take money too, are you being sarcastic with me?" Zhou Yan suddenly said this, also showing the two his once 'glorious' past.

Luo Tingzhu shook her head repeatedly.

Fang Ziye then nodded, beginning to meticulously examine the patient's medical records and all the detailed examination results.

His medical record was still quite long; just the surgical records alone numbered five or six times total.

He had been transferred through many hospitals and spent not a small amount of money.

But Fang Ziye felt he was worthy!

People who fight for the country — it's not only becoming a martyr that's glorious; being alive is even more f***ing glorious!

Nine o'clock.

Fang Ziye said: "Tingzhu, you go back and rest early; your task load tomorrow isn't much, I'll discuss a bit more with Professor Zhou, might be pretty late."

The anesthesia task actually isn't much; as long as the patient doesn't feel pain, and then after reconstruction, there might be a certain degree of function — that's enough.

This point, both Professor Xu Long and Luo Tingzhu should be able to achieve!

Limited only to the level of separate anesthesia!

However, Fang Ziye felt that if this surgery is truly to be done, he might personally handle the anesthesia when the time comes.

Only then can it be even more absolutely foolproof.

Luo Tingzhu nodded: "That works too!"

"But you also rest early; if you don't rest, Professor Zhou still needs to rest too — his wife has video-called several times just now."

Zhou Yan heard this and said: "It's fine, I'm used to it; my wife just checks up on whether I've actually slept, I'll just send her a message."

Zhou Yan is simply a workaholic type; after speaking he started editing the message.

"..."

Ten o'clock!

While discussing with Zhou Yan, Fang Ziye discovered that Professor Zhou's attainments in the field of peripheral nerve injury treatment were actually even deeper than Liu Huanglong's.

However, peripheral nerve injury treatment differs slightly from major nerve injury treatment; it belongs to a sub-specialty direction where the fine branches lean differently!

Eleven o'clock!

Fang Ziye saw that on his panel, several new entries faintly emerged, but the font was blurry and couldn't be seen clearly.

Roughly around one o'clock!

Finally, a few entries appeared in the column—

【Functional Reconstruction Surgery Level 1 0/20】

【Tendon Reconstruction Surgery Level 1 0/20】

【Nerve Reconstruction Surgery Level 1 0/20】

【Vascular Implantation Surgery Level 1 0/20】

Holy crap?

Fang Ziye's eyes twitched several times before he finally took a few deep breaths as if he had obtained a treasure.

Functional Reconstruction Surgery was originally just a conjecture of Fang Ziye's; he felt that if he wanted to develop this surgery, it might take a very, very long time.

Through theoretical accumulation, attempting to add points for a breakthrough, only then might it be developed.

But unexpectedly, today it actually inexplicably got worked out during the discussion with Professor Zhou, coupled with his deep basic skill accumulation, this surgical technique came out.

Although proficiency isn't high!

But the proficiency issue has never been a problem for Fang Ziye.

He's not afraid of one to infinity; he's only afraid of the process from zero to one!

"Professor Fang, is there a problem with what I said?" Zhou Yan noticed Fang Ziye's odd expression and raised his head to ask.

"No no, Professor Zhou, please continue! ~" Fang Ziye lightly shook his head.

Zhou Yan then said: "What I mean is, currently the patient's nerve shape is good, but its function, because of viral infection, has led to functional damage."

"Although currently there are nerve transfer surgery, transplantation surgery etc. to solve this problem."

"But I personally still feel that whether it's transfer or transplantation, they're actually sacrificing original function, palliative substitution."

"If through flexible application of surgery and drugs, the original nerve or muscle function can be reawakened, that would be the next revolutionary era for hand surgery!"

"And once this surgical technique matures and is carried out, postoperative rehabilitation for all orthopedic patients will no longer be a problem!" Zhou Yan said.

Fang Ziye nodded.

Worthy of a professional hand surgeon, and worthy of being evaluated as a professor; Professor Zhou's many ideas are equally genius as Liu Huanglong's.

Even saying, Professor Zhou's vision and push are even greater!

Do one surgery, maybe your function won't decrease, and there's even a certain possibility of developing more functions — this is almost mutation, right?

Of course, mutation definitely doesn't exist.

Nowadays, cosmetic surgery, sex reassignment, breast augmentation etc. are very mature; compared to these surgeries, the effect of this Functional Reconstruction Surgery definitely isn't that great.

For example, your original strength is 100kg; after surgery it can reach 102kg at most!

But a normal person being able to do this is already very not easy; for a patient, as long as you restore his strength to above eighty-five percent of original, he will absolutely be grateful to you!

Even seventy-five percent works.

Twelve o'clock, Professor Zhou unilaterally ended his conjectures and explorations: "Professor Fang, let's stop here; if we really grind on, three days and three nights probably wouldn't be enough to finish."

"This is ceiling-level stuff; it might also hit the ceiling and rebound — haste makes waste!"

"Let's go rest first; tomorrow morning, waiting for Professor Fang to get up early, we'll go together to slurp rice noodles."

To this, Fang Ziye didn't refuse: "Thank you Professor Zhou for your guidance today, I've benefited enormously; tomorrow I'll treat you!"

Zhou Yan collected the computer while scanning the QR code to pay, but discovered Fang Ziye had already paid the bill.

He didn't stand on ceremony, just complained a little: "Professor Fang, this isn't fair of you, you're not treating me like a person."

"A guest from afar, the guest follows the host's convenience! ~"

"You paid the bill, making me, Zhou Yan, look like I don't know how to conduct myself; in the future, among peers, I'll be laughed at."

Fang Ziye said: "Professor Zhou, all of Eastern Han's land is one family; the distance from Yue City to Han City might be even closer than Sha City."

"By that reckoning, I'm the one who should fulfill the host's duty!"

"Besides, Professor Zhou, you've taught me so much, I truly have no way to repay you; just give me the chance."

Commercial mutual flattery? Fang Ziye wasn't afraid of it either.

Back then, Fang Ziye entered Zhongnan Hospital alone, without a senior brother to guide him, with ordinary talent, and the teachers didn't pay him special attention; superiors treated him as a marginal figure.

The teacher had just been promoted to master's supervisor and attending physician, had a great many things to deal with, and many matters could only be fought through by Fang Ziye himself.

What to do without a direct-line senior brother to teach?

Go lick boots!

If you don't lick boots, prepare to be scolded!

Hearing this, Zhou Yan also found Fang Ziye an interesting character.

【245】 All of Eastern Han's land is one family; Fang Ziye cited distance to make his case, and no one dared refute, nor would he accept any refutation!

The vast land of Eastern Han is one family; Fang Ziye speaks by distance, and no one dares to refute, nor does he accept any refutation!

Are Yue City and Han City not one family then?

"Professor Fang, let's go back and rest!"

"Tomorrow give me a chance, reciprocal courtesy, the way friends host guests, otherwise you really won't be treating me as a friend!" Zhou Yan said seriously.

"Good! ~" Fang Ziye nodded.

……

When Fang Ziye returned to the hotel, Luo Tingzhu was wearing a floral long-sleeved nightdress, seriously reading literature.

Seeing Fang Ziye, Luo Tingzhu wore a mournful face, her mood not too pleasant.

Seeing this, Fang Ziye's brow twitched, and he knew the reason: "Isn't it just the start of the long holiday?"

Luo Tingzhu's period came.

Mhm mhm mhm. Luo Tingzhu nodded with particular honesty.

Actually girls are pretty lewd too, generally even more lewd than men; if you think someone is pure and lofty, it's definitely because you haven't gotten close to her yet.

A night without words.

"……"

The next day!

When Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu met with Professor Zhou Yan, Professor Xu Long, an associate professor brought by Professor Xu Long, and Dou Yun, Director of Anesthesiology at Yue City Central Hospital, and Huang Yulin, Director of Microsurgery Hand Surgery, all came.

Professor Zhou Yan's status in Hunan Province is very high, his influence also very broad; even if it doesn't match Fang Ziye's influence in Hubei Province, it's not far behind.

Therefore, Zhou Yan's recommendation made several people very polite and welcoming to Fang Ziye; plus Professor Xu Long's high praise of Fang Ziye, the atmosphere became even more harmonious.

Director Dou Yun said: "As the saying goes, fate brings people together from a thousand miles; Director Huang and I truly have three lifetimes of fortune, to simultaneously run into two young outstanding talents, Professor Fang and Professor Zhou, and even share breakfast together! ~"

"There's also Professor Xu, and the beautiful female doctor Xiao Luo, tsk tsk tsk, truly hate that I wasn't born ten-odd years earlier……"

Professor Huang Yulin spoke even more bluntly: "Director Dou, if we were born ten-odd years earlier, we wouldn't even have the qualification to meet the two professors."

"Living ten-odd years longer allowed us to meet them! ~"

What is called high-end bootlicking?

This is high-end bootlicking.

Fang Ziye and Zhou Yan both didn't speak; the two directors also didn't waste more words; after eating breakfast, the group entered the operating room.

Xu Long and Luo Tingzhu cooperated very well, directly going with Anesthesiology Director Dou Yun to prepare anesthetic drugs.

Huang Yulin, before entering the operating room, instructed department staff to push the patient down from the department!

Right now, Huang Yulin is briefing the patient on the basic situation: "Yu Yousheng, you're lucky; this time not only is our Xiangya Hospital Hand Surgery Professor Zhou Yan coming to be lead surgeon."

"An orthopedic expert from Hubei Province's Han City University Affiliated Zhongnan Hospital, happened to come to our Yue City to sightsee, was encountered by Doctor Zhou, so he pulled him over to be surgical assistant!"

"The two combined, comprehensive strength won't be inferior to any domestic top expert; their surgical quality might all be world-class!"

"So, with such a lineup, if it still can't guarantee surgical success, then there's really no way."

"Professor Zhou Yan's reputation, you should know it, right?"

The one called Yu Yousheng said: "Know know, a person I used to bring, once sought out Professor Zhou, technique very good."

"Thank you Professor Fang, thank you Director Huang, hard work other professors, entrusting you all!"

Yu Yousheng of course knew Zhou Yan, wouldn't and wouldn't invite him here to do surgery for him.

A professor highly praised by Professor Zhou Yan, even if strength is mediocre won't be bad, definitely better than Director Huang and them; he's only assistant, definitely more than enough.

Not changing lead surgeon temporarily, Yu Yousheng also wasn't worried!

Fang Ziye didn't speak, but before surgery started, first conducted a very detailed physical examination on Yu Yousheng!

The physical examination process, ten minutes after Professor Xu Long and others pushed drugs in from the anesthesia preparation room into the operating room, was still continuing.

Dou Yun wanted to consult Xu Long, but Xu Long knew Fang Ziye wanted to personally administer anesthesia, which was an opportunity he could only wish for, so he covered his ears and said a few words to Dou Yun.

Dou Yun's eyes bulged out like fish eyes at that moment!

He also didn't dare slight him.

Zhou Yan is orthopedics, might be because of Fang Ziye's jianghu status doing reciprocal favor-flattery; but Professor Xu Long is anesthesiology, in all of Eastern Han's anesthesia world, a famous named figure.

How could he go flatter an orthopedic doctor?

The more aligned with international standards, the higher the anesthesiologist's status; Xu Long can halt any professor's surgery in Xiangya Hospital, including the dean's surgery!

"Begin! ~" After Fang Ziye finished the physical exam, he roughly had a realization in his heart.

If he had seen the patient in advance and had abundant time, the physical examination should have been done in the ward.

But without that time, he could only do it on the spot in the operating room.

Sharpening the knife does not delay the woodcutting!

Fang Ziye quickly began the anesthesia!

However, with this kind of nerve block layered anesthesia, not much can be seen through the operation alone.

Luo Tingzhu had long since taken out her mobile phone, calculated the corresponding dosages in the mini program, and reported them one by one to Fang Ziye!

The cooperation between Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu was very tacit!

Soon, the anesthesia was completed!

Dou Yun watched in bewilderment; this time, even Professor Xu Long didn't understand much.

Because the effect of the block layered anesthesia is not for watching, but for watching during the surgery.

"Rest assured, Director Dou! ~"

"I can prepare to switch to general anesthesia at any time, it's just that the postoperative effect will be a bit worse!" Xu Long soothed Dou Yun.

Even if Fang Ziye's anesthesia has a flaw, it can still be backed up by general anesthesia, what are you afraid of?

Only then did Dou Yun untie his knot.

Seriously watching Fang Ziye go out from the anesthesia position to wash hands and change clothes.

The other doctors at Central Hospital had finished washing and disinfecting before Fang Ziye and the others washed their hands, just in time to start sterile draping at this time!

Everything ready, surgery formally begins.

Fang Ziye did not seize Professor Zhou Yan's knife, but carefully examined Professor Zhou Yan's operation.

Professor Zhou Yan had just made one incision, and Fang Ziye's pupil shrank.

This was him seeing, alive, the first colleague whose incision technique reached the National Treasure Doctor realm! ~

Perhaps, at the last seminar, others also had such strength, but they didn't take the stage, so Fang Ziye didn't know.

Even the several professors from Mayo Clinic, their incision technique hasn't reached "National Treasure Doctor level" Level 5!

However, Fang Ziye wasn't particularly shocked; just after Professor Zhou Yan cut open the outermost skin, he pointed at a gap in one of the muscles and said to Professor Zhou Yan: "Professor Zhou, I feel we should open the brachioradialis muscle first."

Zhou Yan raised his head, glanced at Fang Ziye, eyes narrowing slightly; the doubt only lasted three seconds, then Professor Zhou Yan handed over the knife.

Not a single word, but said everything.

Employ without doubt, doubt without employ.

(Chapter End)