Chapter 535

Fang Ziye carefully examined the surgical field, then took the scalpel, used the back of the blade to mark a line in the field, and handed the scalpel back.

He said: "Professor Zhou, what I mean is, opening from here might be a little better. I'm not here to take the knife."

Specialization exists in one's craft; Fang Ziye's understanding of this saying grows deeper by the day.

First, his cognition and horizon are higher; second, his exposure is broader; third, he increasingly feels that everyone's energy is truly limited.

The two most important basic skills in Trauma Surgery are Debridement Technique and Hemostasis Technique; the fundamental basic skills of Hand Surgery are Incision Technique and Suturing Technique.

Although he found it unexpected, Fang Ziye still discovered that Professor Zhou Yan's Incision Technique basic skills were actually a little bit better than his own!

Fang Ziye was very surprised. You must know, his Incision Technique is currently Level 5 5000/500000, yet Professor Zhou Yan's operation level is still a little bit better than his.

At first he felt shock and bewilderment, but upon careful consideration, Fang Ziye became calm again.

Every bit of experience value is an improvement; people without a Panel like his also have the opportunity to reach Level 6 proficiency.

For an ordinary person to rise from Level 1 to Level 6 requires at least 60,000 experience points. If Professor Zhou Yan, at thirty-four years old, still hasn't reached Level 5 5000+, by the time he reaches Level 6, he'll practically be dead!

This is calculable. Even if Professor Zhou Yan started at twenty, he's been immersed for a full seven-plus years. If seven years can't even produce one-sixth of the progress, he might never reach Level 6 in this lifetime.

This is talent. Some people in six or seven years can't even grind out 500 progress.

Someone highly praised by Eastern Han Hand Surgery Committee Director Professor Teng Qinghe — if he had zero talent, that would be truly exaggerated.

"Professor Zhou, your basic skills are better than mine." Fang Ziye said.

However, Zhou Yan shook his head and said: "Professor Fang, no need to be so polite. Given this patient's condition, you're the most suitable. You've also done many single-limb stiffness surgery releases."

"Release technique not only requires Incision Technique and Debridement Technique; what's most important is Debridement!"

"You trust me!"

Fang Ziye looked at Professor Zhou Yan's sincere gaze, stopped being a busybody, picked up the scalpel, and based on his understanding of Functional Reconstruction Surgery, began the true release.

After limb stiffness, the most difficult point, the most critical step, is release.

And Fang Ziye knows deeply that today's release is different from the Functional Reconstruction Surgery releases he did at Zhongnan Hospital.

If forced to make an analogy, it's like going to Jingdu — there are many ways to arrive.

If you don't care about time, a Large Bus works!

If you want to enjoy the scenery along the way, a Bus also works.

If you're rushing, High-speed Rail is a good choice; if it's an emergency, a Flight is the most convenient.

This is still under the condition of the same endpoint.

Now, the surgery's final destination is different; therefore, during the Debridement process, one must be even more Cautious!

However, Fang Ziye dared to take the knife because he actually had some confidence.

Last night's exchange with Professor Zhou Yan let Fang Ziye unlock Functional Reconstruction Surgery.

With Level 1, he got Level 4 Proficiency!

Can't go too high because Fang Ziye currently hasn't touched the Threshold to break through Functional Reconstruction Surgery Level 5.

Based on the Functional Reconstruction Surgery breakthrough experience, after obtaining it, the Upper Limit is Level 4 500/500!

Then Level 5 0/0, then Level 5 5000/5000!

Perhaps this Panel is also a kind of surreal 'Cheat' born from the Reality system.

Things you don't have, you can't quickly create from nothing; without meeting the Prerequisite Condition, you likewise don't even have the qualification to enter.

While Fang Ziye operated, Professor Zhou Yan across from him was startled for a while!

Zhou Yan has watched Fang Ziye's surgery Live Streaming, so he had a measure of Fang Ziye's level in his heart.

But this time, Fang Ziye's operation principles and concepts were different from last time.

This change made Professor Zhou Yan feel Incredible.

Well Known —

Doing the same thing with different purposes inevitably yields different forms of expression!

In today's society, similarly for earning money to live, if it's just to eat a Meal, with fields and land back in the Hometown, mere diligence can achieve subsistence.

If you want to earn more money, you can't just farm at home, or you can farm but must do it commercially, like greenhouses.

Either go work a job, or do business — these three are much better than farming at home!

Similarly for working a job, if you just want your family to live slightly better, you must still choose high Salary!

But if you want great wealth and nobility, then sorry, you must work hard to improve your skills to become a Senior Worker or can only be a boss yourself...

The purpose of Functional Reconstruction Surgery is only to let patients without function Obtain function; how much doesn't matter, as long as they can cope with normal life.

The purpose of Functional Reconstruction Surgery is to let people who have function but incomplete or insufficient function gain more function, letting them reach their previous level, or Ninety Percent of their previous level.

In this process, if any step isn't done well, it's all for naught; this technique demands higher Control of operational Details and overall concept!

When Fang Ziye had thoroughly opened the brachioradialis gap, during the pause, Professor Zhou Yan said: "Indeed unexpected! Professor Fang, you actually have some Medical Attainment in Functional Reconstruction Surgery too."

"Professor Fang, are you sure you're not a Hand Surgeon?"

"Last night, Professor Fang's verbal expression was still tactful." Zhou Yan likewise used a rather tactful tone to Express his shock and Incredible feeling.

Fang Ziye smiled at Professor Zhou Yan: "Professor Zhou, I'm Trauma Surgery, not Hand Surgery's own family, so I don't dare show off before an expert."

"When doing Functional Reconstruction Surgery, I've pondered these issues, but some concepts and principles aren't Mature enough, so I didn't dare speak recklessly!"

Fang Ziye only Explained two sentences, then immersed himself in Operation again.

Seeing this, Director Huang Yulin lightly said: "Professor Zhou, this Professor Fang you speak of is indeed not ordinary!"

"Watching his operation, it's actually not inferior to you at this age back then!"

Hearing this, Fang Ziye raised his eyelids!

Then continued Operating.

Zhou Yan shook his head: "Director Huang, then you're Underestimating me. At Professor Fang's age, I fundamentally didn't understand guiding operation with concept; rather, I used operation to drive my own concept."

"No more talking!"

Zhou Yan acted as if he were Huang Yulin's superior, suppressing the sounds of the operating room.

……

After Luo Tingzhu entered the operating room, she actually had no opportunity to operate.

She was either discussing and learning with Professor Xu Long, or carefully observing Fang Ziye's operations to gain more insight.

If Luo Tingzhu wanted to lie flat, she could have lain flat in the field of anesthesia long ago!

Just this one technique of sensorimotor dissociation anesthesia that she masters is enough for her to be treated as an honored guest in most hospitals!

The trump card anesthesia technique for functional reconstruction surgery is dissociation anesthesia, allowing the patient to interact with the surgeon during the operation.

Such intuitive assistance is a cooperative partner that many hospital hand surgeons crave.

Domestically, perhaps the status of anesthesiologists in many hospitals is relatively lower than that of surgeons!

In reality, the status of anesthesiologists is higher than that of surgeons!

It would not be an exaggeration to say they are the core of surgery!

"One just doesn't know if interactive situations will appear in this surgery of Professor Fang's anesthesia afterward!"

"If that can still appear, then it can only be said that Professor Fang's capability is too incredible." Professor Xu Long said in a low voice while eating melon seeds with Luo Tingzhu.

The main duty of anesthesiologists is to safeguard the patient's life, and additionally to provide a better operating environment for surgeons.

However, the specific surgical quality still depends on the surgeon's operation.

For more patients, functional reconstruction surgery goes from something to more.

This patient's functional reconstruction surgery, however, goes from nothing to something!

From something to more, one can still assess where the patient needs anesthesia and where they don't, but from nothing to something, you don't even know which part of him needs anesthesia!

One cannot even confirm whether function exists; this still requires Fang Ziye and Professor Zhou Yan to temporarily explore based on the patient's nerve activity during the operation!

In this way, the unknown possibilities become even greater.

However, Luo Tingzhu did not answer Professor Xu Long's question, but said: "Professor Xu, Senior Brother Fang is currently doing nerve exploration; this kind of exploration of functionally deficient nerves may be very useful for us when performing nerve block anesthesia in the future."

Luo Tingzhu's two hands hung down; she had other thoughts in her heart.

Xu Long looked at the surgical field, then narrowed his eyes, his right hand touching his wide earlobes: "Xiao Luo, you wouldn't have some new idea again, would you?"

"Nerve block anesthesia anatomy." Luo Tingzhu replied softly, watching seriously.

But after speaking, Luo Tingzhu and Xu Long both turned their heads simultaneously, faces facing each other.

Luo Tingzhu's brows furrowed tightly, her eyebrows knitting up, seeming somewhat annoyed.

Xu Long's sword-like brows were like peaks; his heavy breathing even pushed up his mask. "I, I..."

"You two."

Xu Long truly didn't know how to retort for a moment.

You say Luo Tingzhu has a big tone, wanting to eat a fat man in one breath, but she has eaten that big before, and succeeded.

Local sensorimotor dissociation anesthesia was developed with the help of her little boyfriend.

But writing a book, annotating such a highly specialized textbook as nerve block anesthesia? Is that really something a little girl in her twenties can do?

Xu Long couldn't retort either!

Because Luo Tingzhu really has such an opportunity; after all, she can often observe a top-tier surgeon's operations, giving her the chance to gain more insight than others.

Xu Long looked at Fang Ziye—

Young people don't speak martial virtue.

Then looked at Luo Tingzhu.

The little girl is even more lacking in martial virtue!

……

In a flash, nearly four hours passed; the time had already reached 12:46 PM.

After Fang Ziye cleaned up the "three non-stick" muscle, blood vessel, and nerve "suspensions," he temporarily stepped down, letting Huang Yulin stay on the platform to clean and classify the nerves and blood vessels!

The level of this surgery is too high; Huang Yulin cannot temporarily be responsible for any traumatic operations, but cleaning and classification do not belong to traumatic operations.

Luo Tingzhu had long since gone down to the operating room's meal room to eat!

Therefore, the first to step down were only Fang Ziye and Zhou Yan, plus a few other deputy chief physicians from Yue City Central Hospital.

Walking side by side into the changing room, Zhou Yan took off his mask; his handsome face was slightly twisted: "Professor Fang, your understanding of this functional reconstruction surgery operation doesn't seem like someone without prior experience?"

"You hid things last night, was it to watch my joke?"

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Professor Zhou, you misunderstand; I absolutely have no such intention."

"It's just that Professor Zhou, your concepts and understanding have already formed their own lineage; my interjection midway might have disrupted your train of thought!"

Fang Ziye felt slightly guilty, but the current him didn't need to explain too much to Zhou Yan.

An associate professor, a deputy chief physician, having a bit of stuff—isn't that quite normal?

"After today's surgery ends, we must go to the coffee shop again and chat for a while."

"It's settled with those words!" Zhou Yan, adhering to the principle of not suffering a loss, wanted to squeeze Fang Ziye dry once more!

Zhou Yan wasn't very old; his tone at this moment was a bit cute; Fang Ziye also seemed unable to refuse.

So he nodded: "Professor Zhou, then let it be tonight; we have to depart tomorrow."

"Several big brothers, today's lead surgeon is still Professor Zhou Yan!"

"That's natural! ~"

"And it doesn't matter even if it's Professor Fang; at 9:20 this morning, our hospital's Medical Affairs Department already contacted your hospital's Medical Affairs Department and completed the filing for cross-regional practice consultation! ~" A deputy chief physician of similar age to Zhou Yan said fawningly.

In prefecture-level city hospitals, promotion to deputy chief physician is very easy, basically without too much competition.

It's just that they basically cannot be evaluated as associate professors.

Zhou Yan then said: "Professor Fang, let me say a frank heartfelt word now; if I hadn't happened to run into you, I really wouldn't have known that functional reconstruction surgery actually needs to be done this way."

"So debridement technique can actually be pushed to this level through one's own conceptual understanding!"

"Consider my horizons broadened. If this weren't the real world, I'd absolutely suspect you of opening a hanger!" Zhou Yan even wiped his hair to calm his mood.

Professor Zhou Yan is now thirty-three years old; his capability is actually extremely, extremely strong.

It's just that in the Central China region he isn't that famous yet, overshadowed by the heroic spirit of Hand Surgery's Liu Huanglong.

Youngest professor, Distinguished Youth and other titles...

But in fact, Professor Zhou Yan's basic skills and various operation levels are all superior to Liu Huanglong's.

It's just that Zhou Yan doesn't have a good Yue father.

Fang Ziye said: "Professor Zhou, it's not bad either. You've hung a few titles, so you must have at least a little bit of real ability, otherwise it would become fame-seeking."

"It hasn't been many days, and you've already collapsed in front of Professor Zhou — isn't that terribly embarrassing?"

Fang Ziye didn't continue being humble, because Zhou Yan is also a straightforward person; he isn't humble, even very confident.

Fang Ziye and he are the same kind of people; being overly humble would instead seem a bit fake.

"Under a great reputation there are no empty scholars!"

"Eat, eat." Zhou Yan said.

Afternoon, three twenty-nine.

After Fang Ziye and Zhou Yan finished operating on a nerve transplantation surgery, Fang Ziye said: "Brother, wake up, you haven't slept, right?"

"Doctor, you say!" The youth lying on the platform was suddenly patted by Fang Ziye, nervous to death.

"Move your hand. However you used to move it, move it like that this time." Fang Ziye said.

"I can't move it?" The youth said.

Fang Ziye replied: "You just need the intention to move your hand, then move according to your own understanding. Whether it moves or not doesn't matter!"

The youth complied.

Half a minute later, he said somewhat dejectedly: "Still can't move!"

But the one who answered him wasn't Fang Ziye, but Professor Zhou Yan: "Don't speak!"

"Professor Zhou, don't be fierce with me, I really can't move." The youth felt wronged.

Seeing the two almost arguing, and seeing Professor Zhou Yan's eyes filled with inexplicable shock, Huang Yulin hurriedly explained from the middle: "Yu Yousheng, you can move, you just can't see it yet."

"Your middle finger and ring finger have already flexed, the amplitude is very good."

"Keep moving! The reason you have no sensation is because your pain perception and touch are both anesthetized!" Huang Yulin's tone was cheerful, but his whole brain was bewildered.

Eh, no!

Big Brothers!

Fathers!?

Gods?

Modern medicine still has you people playing like this?

A completely non-functional hand, you make it functional — that's a miracle. You won't really listen to the patient's nonsense and reconstruct function to before his injury, will you?

You motherfuckers will be sent to the Chinese Academy of Sciences for living anatomy!

Huang Yulin had never witnessed truly awesome functional reconstruction surgery, so seeing such immediate surgical effect this time, it's impossible to describe how shocked he was.

And there's this anesthesia technique — what anesthesia technique is this?

When Huang Yulin looked at Anesthesiology Director Dou Yun, Director Dou Yun's whole person was also stunned.

In currently popular terms, Yue City Central Hospital, a prefecture-level city's top-tier Grade-A hospital, suffered a super dimensionality reduction strike from who knows how many dimensional universes.

This is no longer just technical superiority; even at the cognitive level, their skulls were crushed into soy milk!

"Alright alright, Yu Yousheng, right? Stop moving."

"Preliminary middle finger and ring finger functional reconstruction, current effect is not bad. The ulnar nerve's pathway transmission is also worth expecting!" Fang Ziye replied with relatively professional words.

Yu Yousheng's mouth trembled, excited emotion inexpressible, stuttered: "Really, really can move?"

"Really, really, yes, yes?" His vocal cords were trembling too.

"Wait till surgery ends, look yourself. Don't sleep first; later you still need to continue cooperating!" Fang Ziye instructed.

"I'll cooperate, cooperate!" Yu Yousheng's speech was rapid, as if if he didn't answer Fang Ziye would step down and fly away.

"Whatever position I'll cooperate!" Yu Yousheng couldn't find words, hastily blurted out even such words.

Fang Ziye smiled hearing this, could hear the patient's excitement and happiness: "Then go home and cooperate with your wife!"

"Professor Zhou, let's continue!"

"The remaining little finger and index finger functional reconstruction, you operate. I'll rest a bit, then later I'll do wrist function!" Fang Ziye said.

Zhou Yan nodded hearing this.

One surgery, not all operations can be done by the lead surgeon alone, otherwise you'd die of exhaustion.

This surgery, from start to now, excluding the half hour for eating, has already gone through six and a half hours. Fang Ziye being a bit tired is perfectly normal.

Zhou Yan took the knife, narrowed his eyes for a while, then learning Fang Ziye's previous operation skills and some concepts, began debridement and reconstruction!

Fang Ziye dared to hand over the scalpel for a reason.

One is Professor Zhou Yan's confidence; two is because of Professor Zhou Yan's words.

Under a great reputation there are no empty scholars.

If Professor Zhou Yan didn't truly have strength, he absolutely couldn't make Professor Teng Qinghe stand platform for him!

Even selling ass wouldn't work!

Because Chinese Trauma Surgery Branch Professor Tang Fupei and Professor Yu Bing, the two of them, didn't praise Deng Yong extravagantly, but were only quite polite to Fang Ziye.

In their eyes, strength is paramount.

You haven't given them the strength to stand on equal footing with you; whether you're a department head or a university professor, whose family doesn't have a director and a university?

Even an ordinary professor from Peking Union Medical College Hospital wouldn't be of any use!

Even a general-level professor from abroad would be just as useless!

In a place like Yue City Central Hospital, your identity and status are enough to win respect, but once you reach a certain level, empty fame is useless; you still need real strength.

The premise is that you must transcend the ordinary level and reach that platform height!

Fang Ziye, too, broke through the barrier only by a twist of fate.

If it weren't for Brother Zu and top-tier Eastern Han giants Gu Yuandong and Qiu Zhenghua, how could Fang Ziye have broken out so fast?

Of course, although Professor Zhou Yan wanted to learn, he was still very conscientious; after spending over forty minutes reconstructing the function of the little finger, he put down the knife!

After interacting with Yu Yousheng once more, the sharp-eyed Professor Zhou Yan discovered that the function he had reconstructed was nearly a whole dimension worse than Fang Ziye's.

Although this is only a difference between eighty-five degrees and ninety degrees of functional range of motion, in the eyes of top doctors, that is a huge difference!

"Professor Fang, have you rested? How about you handle the reconstruction of this thumb and index finger!"

"Faster, and the quality will be better too!" Zhou Yan said.

Zhou Yan's words left Fang Ziye and the others stunned, and they couldn't help but look at Fang Ziye again.

In front of Yu Yousheng, for Zhou Yan to openly admit that Fang Ziye was more skilled than him, and admit that he hadn't done as well, took courage!

However, Professor Zhou Yan's courage and confidence came from his own accumulated strength.

Fang Ziye also nodded, then continued to take the surgery into his own hands!

The surgery continued!

With the earlier success, the subsequent surgeries actually became slightly simpler, at least in terms of procedure, there was no hesitation anymore.

At five forty in the afternoon, the functional reconstruction of all five fingers was completed.

Fang Ziye even performed touch-ups on Professor Zhou Yan's postoperative little finger and rescued some range of motion.

At seven thirty, the internal and external rotation function of the wrist joint recovered.

At eight forty, the functional reconstruction of the wrist joint was completed.

At nine fifty-nine, all the surgeries came to an end...

Fang Ziye and Zhou Yanqing left the platform immediately.

This was a very perfect surgery; even if the final function didn't reach the patient's preoperative state, being able to recover to this extent from the patient's previous chaotic condition can be called a miracle!

It is another miracle of a major breakthrough in the field of hand surgery!

Looking at Yu Yousheng's hand tightly wrapped in sterile gauze and bandages, Huang Yulin said: "Yu Yousheng, your luck is really good!"

"Whether it's Professor Zhou or Professor Fang, they can be called divine doctors with miraculous hands. Not an exaggeration at all."

During the surgery, Yu Yousheng was actually told which functions had recovered, although they hadn't reached the peak state.

But at this moment, Yu Yousheng's eyes were brimming with tears: "Thank you, thank you Director Huang, thank you Director Dou, thank you both professors."

"Wait until tomorrow, I will definitely thank them in person! ~"

Huang Yulin said: "Yu Yousheng, you won't be able to wait until tomorrow. Today is Saturday."

"Professor Zhou is returning to Sha City tonight, and tomorrow morning, Professor Fang will take a ship away; he came here for tourism."

Hearing this, Yu Yousheng was stunned and somewhat panicked: "Both professors are leaving in such a hurry? They won't come see me?"

He hurriedly explained: "I mean? It would be good if they just took one more look, after all, it's the weekend?"

"So I can thank them in person! ~!"

Yu Yousheng wasn't blaming the two for being big shots and leaving after the surgery; he was afraid he wouldn't have a chance to thank them in person.

Thanking them on the operating table, they heard it, but he hoped to recognize them.

In a brief encounter in the operating room, Fang Ziye and Zhou Yan both wore masks, and he didn't know their faces.

"Your thanks, they have already received them. The two professors didn't come to perform surgery for your thanks."

"I have already persuaded them for you, but the two professors' schedules are indeed fully arranged."

"You just focus on your rehabilitation; we will try to give you more rehabilitation guidance." Huang Yulin had no choice either.

Not to mention seeing Yu Yousheng tomorrow, Professor Zhou Yan and Professor Fang Ziye and the others didn't even eat the dinner they had arranged!

At the hospital entrance, Professor Zhou Yan looked at his watch, then said: "Professor Fang, it's indeed late; it's truly a pity I can't have a heart-to-heart talk with you again."

"I have another surgery in Huai City tomorrow; I still need to drive there."

"Professor Fang, would you like to eat together?"

Xu Long said at this time: "Then you go ahead and be busy; my high-speed rail is about to depart, I can't be bothered to change the ticket, and I have a pile of things in my department!"

"Xiao Luo, once your work is published, please be sure to let me appreciate it a few times." Xu Long called out with a laugh.

Luo Tingzhu felt a bit embarrassed; these plans, she hadn't even told Fang Ziye yet, and didn't expect Xu Long to blurt them out.

Luo Tingzhu said: "Teacher Xu, by then, please trouble yourself to give me some guidance."

Xu Long might really have something to do, so he left directly.

As the director of the Anesthesiology Department, if he were leisurely every day, that would be strange.

After seeing Xu Long off into the taxi, Fang Ziye then replied: "Professor Zhou, if you have a schedule, go ahead and be busy; we'll arrange our own meal, and then just wander around a bit."

"Coming to Yue City, if we don't wander around, it would be too much of a pity." Fang Ziye politely declined.

Zhou Yan still had to hurry on his way; if he still ate with the other party, he would only be able to get on the highway at night.

"Sorry, Professor Fang, truly sorry."

"It's all because I gave you time off and found such a big trouble..." Professor Zhou Yan was very apologetic.

"If it weren't that the difficulty of this surgery was truly great, I definitely wouldn't dare to disturb you."

Fang Ziye then said: "Professor Zhou, I still have to thank you for giving me the chance to earn some extra money!"

The family members paid directly; cash was delivered into our hands by hospital staff right after the surgery ended.

She didn't take Luo Tingzhu's share, but gave it all to Fang Ziye — thirty thousand plus in total.

Zhou Yan took his openly and unabashedly.

Hearing this money could be reimbursed, Fang Ziye no longer felt any embarrassment!

Earning by one's own ability, not stealing or snatching, agreed upon in advance — what's there that can't be taken?

"Professor Fang, where are you and your wife headed? Want a ride?" Zhou Yan gestured toward his car.

"No need, no need, Professor Zhou, you go ahead and get busy!"

"Really no need to be so polite; being overly polite just makes things unnatural." Fang Ziye said.

Zhou Yan was also a carefree person; he nodded, waved, and left.

However, just as Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu hailed a taxi, they received another WeChat from Professor Zhou Yan.

Four aspects.

First, thanks; second, thanks on behalf of the patient; third, admiration; fourth, an appointment to meet at COA, hoping to chat freely then.

Fang Ziye got in the car first, then replied with a long message.

After politely thanking Professor Zhou Yan for his guidance, he agreed to chat together next time.

……

"Where are we going now? What do you want to eat?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Spicy hot pot. I just checked — Hunan Province's spicy hot pot is delicious. Or we could go for lobster, but lobsters are skinny this season, so hot pot is better." Luo Tingzhu had done her homework thoroughly.

Fang Ziye hesitated slightly at this: "You? Spicy hot pot?"

Is such heavy flavor suitable during your physiological period?

"As long as I don't eat cold stuff it's fine, okay?" Luo Tingzhu acted coquettishly.

Fang Ziye couldn't handle it at that moment.

Who said Luo Tingzhu doesn't know how to act coquettish? She just hasn't invested many points in that attribute, but once she does.

Soft glutinous tone, light humming murmurs, and longing eyes.

"Let's go!" Fang Ziye agreed.

The two ate hot pot first, ordered mild-numbing mild-spicy, then went to deposit money, checked in at an internet-famous street, and returned to the hotel.

Lying in bed, Fang Ziye cleared messages while smiling.

Luo Tingzhu came out wearing a long-sleeved sleep robe, wiping wet hair: "Senior Brother, what are you laughing at?"

"Paper published!" Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu's hands rubbing her hair paused; she asked: "Senior Brother, where was your paper published? JAMA again?"

Fang Ziye shook his head: "No, it's BMJ. The BMJ main journal's editorial department contacted me a while back, insisting I submit a piece, saying let's make friends."

"I figured the two journals are about the same tier, so I agreed."

"Submitted last week, accepted this week!" Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu rolled her eyes at this.

"Senior Brother, if you say that out loud, you might get beaten!!"

"BMJ's impact factor seems even higher than JAMA's now."

"Senior Brother, your clinical surgery can get published in a journal like this — truly awesome." Luo Tingzhu said with some envy.

Fang Ziye is the real deal — the first to eat the crab; all clinical innovation, and major breakthrough-related research at that, so his publications keep getting more high-end!

With Fang Ziye's current accumulation, winning a Distinguished Youth later and having the education system evaluate him for a Changjiang Scholar would be more than enough.

Even directly summiting to Academician isn't impossible.

It's just that the Academician title sometimes has no direct linear relationship with your research contributions!

But Distinguished Youth and Changjiang Scholar — as long as you're academically awesome, there's no possibility of not making it.

Academician is a candidate system; only when a vacancy opens up can you possibly squeeze in.

Of course, it's early to talk about this now — Fang Ziye is only twenty-nine.

Currently, the youngest domestic Distinguished Youth is thirty-five, two years earlier than Liu Huanglong!

He made professor at thirty, Outstanding Youth at thirty-two, Distinguished Youth at thirty-five.

Fang Ziye definitely won't get a professor title at thirty — medical professorships aren't that easy to get — but Outstanding Youth should be possible!

"Senior Brother, how much research reward can you get this year? Will the hospital change the reward system for you?" Luo Tingzhu suddenly asked with a money-grubber glint.

It's already November; after December comes the time when the hospital and school settle research rewards.

Fang Ziye said: "What do you think?"

"The school and hospital would love for us to publish more papers to boost their rankings."

"I'm actually fine; just put some key papers in top journals, some minor results in sub-journals!"

"Impact factors aren't especially high either; summed up, should be three to four million!" Fang Ziye said very 'calmly'.

This is one of the legitimate incomes a researcher can earn.

Objective standards are right there — you can publish, you publish; as long as you publish, the money is yours!

No one dares snatch yours!

"However, this money will definitely need to be split at that time." Fang Ziye said.

"That's still a whole lot!"

"I think we might even be able to pay off both suites in full next year!" Luo Tingzhu sat beside Fang Ziye, calculating seriously, eyes already narrowed into a money-grubber squint.

Fang Ziye smiled: "Yeah, I think so too."

"We'll analyze the specific situation when the time comes; after we go back, I should go pick up a car, otherwise always taking taxis isn't very convenient either."

"If we have a car this time, we can also go on a self-driving trip."

"Actually, thinking about it, it's quite poignant; just two years ago, I was still worrying about whether I could pursue a PhD, and last year at this time, I was still considering whether I could get talent introduction and the down payment."

"Now all of these have been naturally solved."

"For a poor family like mine, studying is really one of the few shortcuts."

Studying really can change one's fate!

Fang Ziye has believed this since childhood.

Luo Tingzhu stood up, walked to the dressing mirror, and while blow-drying her hair, said: "So, Senior Brother, no matter what choices you make in the future, I will support you."

"My thought is, as long as we don't starve, have a little wealth, and can do what we like, that's very good."

The cunning Luo Tingzhu should also know some things, although Fang Ziye never told her.

Fang Ziye glanced at Luo Tingzhu, and was just about to speak!

Professor Zhou Yan's call came, and Fang Ziye said: "I'll take a call first."

After the call connected, Professor Zhou Yan's voice was a bit scolding: "Professor Fang, I must apologize to you first!"

"md!"

"Ah? What?" Fang Ziye heard this and was stunned for a moment.

"Professor Fang, it's really embarrassing, I really didn't know that people at Yue City Central Hospital would record the surgery process."

"Just now, their Deputy Director Physician sent me a video file! ~"

"I'm currently resting at a service area, Professor Fang rest assured, I will definitely handle this matter properly."

"Really, I don't know what they're thinking, as a group that received higher education, at least they read up to Master's Student, yet they don't have even a bit of copyright awareness! ~"

"I! ~" Professor Zhou Yan spoke to here, feeling extremely indignant.

What surgery was done today, it's a new surgical technique, a functional reconstruction surgery plus functional recovery surgery that has never appeared before, and it belongs to Fang Ziye's personal intellectual property!

Even if Fang Ziye currently hasn't registered it, but as a peer, not having even this bit of awareness to respect others, also makes Professor Zhou Yan feel lamentable.

Others know, you don't, you just have to go learn.

Moreover, any learning beyond higher education all has a price.

Fang Ziye's teaching surgery videos, placed on the Hand Surgery Association's official website, can be charged according to account play count.

Here it's good, without Fang Ziye's agreement, they directly recorded video.

If it was just a part then fine, but there's a very long segment.

Fang Ziye: "..."

"Professor Zhou, this matter, I indeed am unclear about, and also don't know how to handle."

To tell the truth, Fang Ziye right now, still hasn't reacted that his own operations can actually be treated as intellectual property, and cannot be randomly spread by others.

The previous Fang Ziye, could all be freely white-pirated by others, whoever wanted to watch could watch.

"Professor Fang, this matter arose because of me, you rest assured, I will definitely handle it properly! ~"

"I have experience handling it!"

"Disturbed you, I just wanted to give you a heads-up." Professor Zhou Yan finished speaking, then unilaterally hung up the phone.

Luo Tingzhu in the distance, the hair dryer long since stopped, at this moment the brilliance in her eyes flowing——

What level has her own boyfriend reached now?

That is, one can say every move he makes is charm, and also wealth!

This is unrelated to whether Fang Ziye himself is wealthy or not, but that Fang Ziye this person, has grown to a certain extent, himself is an inexhaustible wealth.

First-generation rich, are made just like this!

"Shush shush, shush shush." Luo Tingzhu laughed lightly, restarted the hair dryer.

Professor Zhou has already finished saying the words supporting Fang Ziye, and given Professor Zhou Yan's identity saying this carries more weight, she no longer needs to say more.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu looked at each other, and then both laughed.

However, such beautiful times didn't last long before being interrupted by a new incoming call——

(Chapter End)