Chapter 541

"Senior Brother, I've already arrived in Yi City. What are you doing?" Luo Tingzhu, bored on the ride, took the initiative to chat with Fang Ziye.

"Reading something... sending it to you..." Fang Ziye sent Luo Tingzhu a partial screenshot of the entry he was reading —

Scientific and technical personnel of the entrusting unit applying for the 【Outstanding Youth Science Fund Project】 shall possess the following conditions:

(1) Abide by the laws and regulations of Eastern Han and the various management regulations of the National Natural Science Foundation of China, possess good scientific ethics, and consciously practice the spirit of scientists in the new era;

(2) As of January 1 of the application year, males under 38 years of age, females under 40 years of age;

(3) Possess a senior professional technical post (title) or a doctorate;

(4) Have experience undertaking basic research projects or otherwise engaging in basic research;

(5) Have no formal employment relationship with overseas units;

(6) Guarantee that during the funding period, the time spent conducting research work at the entrusting unit each year exceeds 9 months.

After reading it, Luo Tingzhu said: "The Outstanding Youth Fund application conditions are this loose, I thought there would be lots of framework constraints!"

The Outstanding Youth Fund is a rather special type within the National Natural Science Foundation; its application difficulty is greater than that of General Projects, and only an extremely small number of outstanding talents can obtain it.

Before reaching eligibility, generally no one would take the initiative to search for its application conditions.

"Tingzhu, is it possible that having no objective restrictive conditions and constraints is actually the hardest?" Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

Then he picked up the glass cup, went to the automatic coffee machine to get a cup of coffee, clipped two ice cubes from the refrigerator, and only then returned.

Work didn't start until nine, but Luo Tingzhu took the 6:20 AM high-speed train, arriving in Yi City around eight.

Fang Ziye only needed five minutes to get to work, so there was no rush at all; leaving at 8:50 AM was fine.

Fang Ziye wasn't some masochist who felt terrible if he didn't go to work eagerly.

Luo Tingzhu said: "True, Teacher Yuan applied many times and only got it last year. A price without a clear asking price is actually the most expensive."

"Riding in the car is so boring."

Fang Ziye put down the coffee, then first tapped the tabletop, and replied: "Riding in a car is for rushing the journey, so of course it's boring."

"If you're really that bored, why not binge a drama?"

Luo Tingzhu liked binge-watching dramas; this was something Fang Ziye only found out later. Before, Luo Tingzhu was excellent but inhumanly so, averaging three hours of drama-binging every day, and could still get scholarships and such.

Later, after meeting Fang Ziye, she reduced her drama-binging time.

"Mm, okay, I downloaded a few episodes."

"Then go watch!"

"Senior Brother, you should still head over early today, familiarize yourself with the work environment first, then give me the lowdown on what the work hours and atmosphere are like for us 'medical aristocrats'!" Luo Tingzhu said.

Enshi Military Region Yangyuan had actually already transcended the scope of basic medical care; compared to private hospitals, it was more so than not.

First, no need to worry about patient sources; second, no need to worry about patients' medical expenses; third, no need to worry about one's own income.

"Only after going will I know..." Fang Ziye, at this point, ended the chat with Luo Tingzhu.

After downing a cup of black coffee at home, Fang Ziye headed out the door while pondering buying some tea leaves online.

Black coffee tasted uncomfortable, and couldn't even compare to bottled coffee drinks.

Still riding his electric scooter, he went straight to the sanatorium entrance across the way; after asking where he could park, Fang Ziye rode in leisurely.

Electric vehicles had a dedicated underground garage; the garage lighting was excellent, the only downside being no vertical elevator, requiring a walk to the surface.

After photographing his electric vehicle's license plate and parking spot, Fang Ziye walked up to the surface, then headed toward the "Medical Service Area"!

The sanatorium's full name was Medical Rehabilitation Yangyuan, built primarily for patients' rehabilitation.

Of course, it was originally planned to be built in Yi City; it was Old Chinese Doctor Chen who, through his connections, pulled it to Enshi.

The Medical Area doctor's office was very large, a full hundred-odd square meters; there were nearly thirty to forty computers alone.

The office chairs weren't the yellow painted wooden chairs of Zhongnan Hospital Trauma Surgery, but genuine leather sofas.

Inside, at this moment several younger-looking people were chatting; each held a teacup, looking quite leisurely and refined.

Fang Ziye had only reported for duty yesterday, so he didn't have his own work uniform yet, but here the work uniforms could be collected personally, and name badges didn't need to be worn.

The floor was laid with all-wood flooring; it seemed agarwood or similar had been burned, giving the whole space a faint, refreshing fragrance.

After Fang Ziye walked in, these people also saw him; each stared blankly for a moment, then stood up in sequence.

"Are you Professor Fang from the Trauma Group?" The oldest among them stood up, greeting him with a hearty laugh from afar.

Fang Ziye walked over smiling: "Brothers, hello. I'm Fang Ziye, just arrived yesterday, previously from Zhongnan Hospital."

Five people were on duty, possibly corresponding to the five medical groups here.

The operating model here wasn't specialty departments, but a medical group model.

Heard even the nursing staff were mostly male; patients' full transfer from ward to operating room didn't require doctors to worry at all!

After Fang Ziye approached, the one who spoke first took the initiative: "Professor Fang, hello, long admired your name; Professor Zheng and Professor Gong have both mentioned you many times!"

"We've been looking forward to your arrival, and finally you're here."

"Professor Fang, come, let me introduce you; these few are respectively..."

After everyone introduced themselves, Fang Ziye learned that here they didn't discuss original work units, only the cooperative working group relationship.

These five people, some came from ordinary teaching hospitals, some from military region hospitals.

The speaker was Associate Professor Tang Xin, from the Neurosurgery Medical Group; another slightly older one was Mei Longhu from Spine Surgery, a senior attending physician, thirty-seven this year, not good at research, so still an attending title, hadn't been promoted to Deputy Chief Physician.

Also Hand Surgery Group's Deputy Chief Physician Han Zhiliang, Hepatobiliary Surgery Group's Deputy Chief Physician Dai Zhongyin, Trauma Group's Deputy Chief Physician Miao Haoyu.

Hearing Miao Haoyu was a "colleague" in the same field, Fang Ziye instinctively glanced a few more times; after moving a chair and sitting down, he leaned forward, closing the distance: "Brothers, are you all on duty? How does duty work here?"

Trauma's Miao Haoyu said: "Duty here is similar to hospitals, twenty-four-hour shifts, but basically just lying down sleeping or gaming together."

"After all, there's no emergency department; it's just preventing sudden situations, having a contact person for superiors."

"Except for Chief Physicians, everyone rotates duty; if you play Honor of Kings, perfect for a five-stack!"

"The higher-ups have considered things very thoroughly. Of course, if something comes up you can ask for leave anytime, just have other brothers help cover." Miao Haoyu's tone was very casual.

"Also, besides the surgical groups, next door there are two more medical groups: Internal Medicine Group, Rehabilitation Group, Traditional Chinese Medicine Group, and some lab, ultrasound, imaging colleagues; evenings are still very lively."

Fang Ziye was taken aback upon hearing this.

The insufficiency of medical resources in Eastern Han is relative, not absolute.

Here, it's more than sufficient at best!

According to Big Brother Gu, the daily number of people here is generally around thirty to forty, but just the Surgical Group alone is estimated to have at least twenty people.

It's equivalent to over a hundred people serving only thirty-plus people at the same time.

Miao Haoyu immediately said: "Professor Fang, of course, you certainly don't need to be on duty; you are a Guest of Honor that our professors here would be desperate to get, and we've already discussed this with you before."

"You don't need to participate in duty."

To get Fang Ziye to come, the people here really went to great lengths.

Alas, some of the old comrades and patients transferred from the Yangyuan were "restored to health by skilled hands" in Fang Ziye's hands at Zhongnan Hospital; you can't say out loud that you don't admit his capability is super strong.

If you can't do what others can do, you just have nothing to say.

"Brother, about the duty matter, no one has talked to me about it," Fang Ziye said.

Same professional title but different treatment would very likely lead to being isolated.

Fang Ziye didn't want to just hang around here.

"Hey! ~" Han Zhiliang of Hand Surgery laughed first.

"Professor Fang, to be honest, if you really want to be on duty, I'll take it for you; you just need to teach us a few techniques when you're free."

"Not to mention anything else, just seeing some old leaders rehabilitate and be discharged from your hospital, my heart is full of admiration for you! ~"

"I also want such skills," Han Zhiliang said very bluntly.

The others didn't speak; the duty arrangements for Hand Surgery and Trauma Surgery are internal group matters, and if Han Zhiliang and the others had no objections, them speaking up would be meddling in others' business.

"The surgery arrangements on our side..." Fang Ziye continued to ask a few people some detailed questions.

As they chatted, others came one after another.

Fang Ziye's Senior Brother Gu Yi put on a white coat as soon as he entered, then leaned over here, and after greeting everyone first.

He then said: "Brothers, this is that divine junior brother I told you about; maybe before, the big brothers thought I, the little junior brother, was bragging."

"But you'll know later; actually, I, the brother, am very cautious, very conservative."

"I'm really not bragging! ~" Gu Yi openly sang his own praises.

Fang Ziye looked at Gu Yi and didn't say anything.

After contacting Miao Haoyu and the others, Fang Ziye found that this Medical Group was very pure: if you're capable, you're capable; if not, don't talk nonsense.

If you have the ability, go up; if not, either endure it yourself or learn, or just stay put.

All treatment is just at the beginning.

Whether you can or not, when surgery comes, your true nature will naturally show.

Hearsay is useless here.

To put it bluntly, patients who can be treated in outside hospitals—who would come here? Just get treated directly in the hospital, why come to stay at this Yangyuan?

Miao Haoyu then said: "Maybe other professors aren't very familiar with Professor Fang, but our Trauma Surgery and Hand Surgery, over the last long period, whether on WeChat or Moments, have definitely seen Professor Fang."

"So, no need for Xiao Gu to introduce him anymore."

"I admit, what Xiao Gu said before wasn't bragging, and was indeed conservative."

Before Fang Ziye became famous, Gu Yi said he had a divine junior brother, but back then who cared how awesome your junior brother was?

Awesome? Take a look, then?

Facts speak louder than words.

In a short while, nine o'clock arrived.

People from all groups arrived, but there was no handover!

The Group Leader of the Surgical Group is Zheng Dahai; he just announced in front of everyone: "Today our Surgical Group has a new comrade, Professor Fang, also a big shot."

"Currently assigned to the Trauma Group; personal contact information I've put in the group chat. Later, if any of you have needs, be sure to consult Professor Fang more..."

After Zheng Dahai finished speaking, a round of applause followed, and then Zheng Dahai pressed his hand down, signaling each subgroup to start their own work.

The five groups very properly separated, then each clustered together!

Other groups had no new recruits, so they directly walked out of the office.

However, because of Fang Ziye's arrival, the Trauma Group's subgroup specially held a simple welcome ceremony for Fang Ziye.

Gong Jiahe is the Group Leader of the Trauma Group, saying: "Fang Ziye, Professor Fang, Professor Fang of Zhongnan Hospital, this is the resume of this handsome Professor Fang."

"About Little Fang, I don't need to introduce too much, right?"

"Oh no, should say, Group Leader Fang! ~"

Fang Ziye hurriedly said: "Professor Gong, you flatter me; you are still the Group Leader, I still need to follow you to learn more and get familiar. I need your guidance."

Fang Ziye indeed would become Group Leader, but not now, at least after the Spring Festival.

Fang Ziye had just arrived, everything was still unfamiliar; how could they really let Fang Ziye become Group Leader?

Trauma Surgery, seven people in total.

Fang Ziye.

Gong Jiahe, Fang Zhikuan, Professor Yan Huanan.

Miao Haoyu, Deputy Director Physicians Qu Shuyuan, and Resident Physician Gu Yi.

"Everyone, I won't say much nonsense; our Trauma Group's current tasks are the fewest; similarly, the task volume we receive is also the least."

"There are many in the group chat; we simply dare not accept them!" Gong Jiahe said, seeing Fang Ziye looking confused, then explained.

"Professor Fang, you might not know; here, it's a task system!"

"Each of our Group Leaders will have a contact group; later I'll pull Professor Fang into the group."

"This group will periodically send out some patient information, and many hospitals and sanatoriums can view the patients' basic information."

"If you feel you can handle it, you can privately reply to Director Dong of our sanatorium, and then Director Dong will handle the patient's transfer arrangements."

"As for excellence evaluations, they are comprehensively assessed based on the workload of each of our medical sub-groups and the completion of their tasks."

"It's equivalent to an appointment system," Gong Jiahe said.

Fang Ziye heard this and nodded: "Professor Gong, this arrangement means quality over quantity, right? Rather not take patients than take too many, and if you can't handle it, you might even be punished?"

Rewards and punishments indeed! ~

The sanatorium isn't a place for you to experiment; if you're not capable enough, should I try first?

Gong Jiahe shook his head: "Professor Fang, that's not it. Our sanatorium, besides the Clinical Group, also has a Research Group. If it's for exploring treatment plans for new disease types, after multiple evaluations confirm sufficient capability, experimental treatment can be attempted on unfamiliar disease types."

"Also, if there are patients that no unit has been willing to treat for a long time, and you want to take them, you can try, but you need a relatively detailed treatment plan for peers to carefully scrutinize."

Without mature treatment, before exploration, it will never be mature.

If you only stick to the old ways and don't make progress, treatment quality will forever just tread water.

But treatment tasks are always there.

Everyone is unwilling to take them, or rather, no patient dares to step forward first to let doctors try; then what treatment is there to speak of? Everyone might as well just lie flat.

"Actually, most of the patients' treatments here are non-routine, and it's very hard to find example cases," Gong Jiahe replied.

This is quite thought-provoking.

After listening, Fang Ziye carefully organized Gong Jiahe's words and recorded them in his notebook, without rashly expressing his own opinion.

As a newcomer, the first thing to do is to familiarize yourself with the environment, familiarize yourself with the work mode and operating mode here, rather than directly spraying at the 'leader.'

Seeing Fang Ziye not express an opinion, Fang Zhikuan then took the initiative to say: "Our five sub-groups here are not particularly fixed in grouping; for example, our Trauma Group can also take patients from Spine Surgery and Orthopedics."

"We can also take Neurosurgery patients; besides not being able to directly take Hepatobiliary Surgery patients, we can also take Rehabilitation Department patients, as long as you're capable enough!"

"It's just that our Trauma Group's existence here is rather awkward; our trauma patients are mostly emergency cases, but emergency patients can't come to the sanatorium."

"At first, Professor Zheng hoped Professor Fang would go to the Neurosurgery Group or the Hand Surgery Group, but Professor Fang insisted on staying in our Trauma Group."

"Old Doctor Chen then didn't say much more."

Fang Ziye looked at Professor Fang Zhikuan; after Professor Gong Jiahe's introduction earlier, Fang Ziye knew Professor Gong Jiahe was a professor at the 301 Trauma Surgery, forty-six or forty-seven years old, short in stature, only 1.6 meters tall.

Ordinary facial features, just thick calluses on both hands, and thicker lips; the whole person looked rather stern.

"Professor Fang, Professor Gong, you can still call me Ziye or Doctor Fang; in front of you, I am a junior, calling you Professor Fang is too distant."

"I still need to learn more from all the professors in the future."

"A convenient title will be more convenient."

"Also, I don't know the general situation of the two patients currently under our Trauma Group's charge?" Fang Ziye asked.

Gu Yi was very familiar with the patients' conditions; after glancing at Gong Jiahe for approval, he spoke: "Ziye, our group currently has two patients; one is a young man around forty years old, with most of his pelvis missing, here for pelvic reconstruction surgery."

"Bone defect reconstruction is the hard skill of Professor Fang and Professor Gong; they are currently still waiting for surgery and preparing the surgical plan."

"The other is a middle-aged woman in her fifties; she has undergone nonunion surgery many times, went to big and small hospitals across the country, had surgery nearly ten times, but the nonunion still hasn't been resolved."

"The current surgical plan is still being discussed; if it still can't be resolved in the end, amputation might be necessary."

"The total course of the illness is as long as seven or eight years."

Fang Ziye heard this and slightly narrowed his eyes: "How was she injured?"

In her fifties, hasn't she retired yet?

"An accident interrupted the task; she was hit by a car. Previously, it was a mangled injury to the lower limb; currently, the soft tissue condition has barely healed, but the fracture still hasn't been resolved!"

"The patient has underlying diseases; currently we are considering persuading the patient to undergo amputation," Gu Yi replied, without revealing more information.

How she was injured is no longer important; just that she can come here confirms her injury shouldn't be an ordinary car accident or violent injury.

"What is the patient's underlying disease? Diabetes?" Fang Ziye asked.

Soft tissue barely healed, fracture delayed union; Fang Ziye felt that besides diabetes, there was no other disease type like this.

Gu Yi nodded: "Yes, blood sugar is also controlled fairly well, but I don't know why, the fracture is just difficult to heal; previously, there was a time where after two years of surgery, the ends of the fracture had bone absorption, and still showed no signs of growing back."

There are quite a few people in the group, but the patients under their charge are limited; everyone knows their specific situations like the back of their hand.

After Gu Yi reported, no one else said any more nonsense.

Gong Jiahe said: "Actually, taking this patient over, I have some regrets, but fortunately there has been no surgery; currently, the Internal Medicine comrades are conducting a comprehensive examination on her to see if there are other metabolic diseases, such as rheumatism and the like."

"Currently these underlying diseases can be ruled out; blood sugar is controlled below 7.0 both after three meals and while fasting!"

"The current steel plate hasn't been removed yet; the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department says if it really doesn't work, just take Chinese medicine to regulate and see for a while."

"If it really doesn't work, then amputate."

"Rather than letting the fracture continue, it's better to give the patient a quick end," Gong Jiahe said.

Fang Ziye heard this and also nodded, roughly recording the situations of both patients down.

"Thank you, Professor Gong; I roughly understand the situation."

"I'll first follow you to do ward rounds; I can also get a close look at the patients' conditions, just right to quickly find my position; writing medical records, changing dressings, and such, I can all handle."

Fang Ziye didn't dare say he could help the two patients solve their problems, but since people have come and money has been taken, something must be done.

"Changing dressings and such are the responsibility of the Nursing Department; their dressing change skills are even better than our general clinical doctors."

Gong Jiahe didn't let Fang Ziye express his stance: "Let's go; let's go see the patients first."

……

Patients basically have one person per room, and each room also has a small garden; the environment is excellent, suitable for recuperation.

In each room, various equipment are all complete; besides not having bedside MRI and CT, there are bedside X-ray projectors!

Gong Jiahe and the others didn't put pressure on Fang Ziye, nor did they tell the two patients about Fang Ziye's background and identity; they just brought Fang Ziye to do ward rounds according to their usual rhythm.

Of course, Professor Gong Jiahe was also quite interesting; he treated Fang Ziye as a student, giving Fang Ziye the opportunity to closely examine the two patients.

"Not bad; the new Little Fang, his basic skills and physical examination techniques are very academic, very proper," Professor Gong Jiahe said after Fang Ziye finished examining that middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged aunt was very polite, smiling as she said, "Thank you for your hard work, Doctor Fang, thank you all, Professor Gong."

She actually took it quite lightly.

After being tossed about for nearly ten years, she no longer held any expectations.

Ten years, not ten days, not ten months, even a sage would be tortured into madness.

Fang Ziye still did not speak.

Here, he also could not speak without basis; he still needed to carefully ponder the medical records and medication situations of two patients before he could offer some opinions.

Not understanding the actual situation, if he misspoke, not only would he look bad, but Gong Jiahe and the others would also lose face.

Gong Jiahe and the others did not put Fang Ziye on the moral cross to roast him, so Fang Ziye naturally could not do anything unbefitting his identity.

After the ward round, Gong Jiahe said, "Little Fang, you just arrived, you can first familiarize yourself with the environment and our patients, we won't be arranging surgeries recently."

"If other medical groups have situations where they need your help, you can also participate as appropriate; here, everyone's surgery participation records and lead surgeon records are all logged, and when the time comes, rewards will be given according to merit."

"We won't delay you either!"

Fang Ziye hurriedly said, "Professor Gong, you are being too polite; we are all trauma, I came to trauma to return to my proper profession, where is there any talk of delaying or not delaying?"

"However, it's a pity, these two cases, I also don't understand thoroughly enough for the time being, cannot give any good ideas."

Professor Yan Huanan said upon hearing this, "Doctor Fang, you familiarize yourself first, no need to rush, we don't bind any task quotas here, it's all steady progress."

"Professor Gong, our group has a new comrade today, shall we go out for a meal together at noon? A welcome dinner for Comrade Little Fang?"

Professor Yan Huanan is the most clever in dealing with people; although he speaks little, once he opens his mouth, he makes people feel very comfortable inside, very considerate of people's emotions.

"That's for sure, I've already booked a place." Gong Jiahe said.

……

After everyone exchanged a round of pleasantries, Fang Ziye then followed Gu Yi to do work.

Today Gu Yi needed to be on duty, Fang Ziye could just take the opportunity to understand more.

"Senior Brother, do you usually write all the medical records yourself?" Fang Ziye asked.

Gu Yi immediately said, "Ziye, you're overthinking this; us few brothers agreed long ago, whoever is on duty writes the medical records."

"Just two patients, do you think Brother Yu and Brother Yuan would bother to bully me?"

"And even if it's all given to me, that's just half an hour's work."

"There's no such thing as discharge summary filing here; all processes are automatically filed!"

Gu Yi finished speaking, walked toward one of the computers, then said, "Ziye, you can use your employee ID and password; your employee ID should be 0235!"

"Someone must have told you the password; with your employee ID you can open medical orders and view medical records, you can also view other groups' patients."

"Actually, you coming to our trauma group, Professor Gong and them will also benefit quite a bit; our trauma group's case sources are either very few, or very complex and difficult."

"So, if you can bring some functional reconstruction surgeries, we will all profit from it."

Fang Ziye of course remembered his employee ID and password, quickly logged in and asked back, "The work pressure here is so small?"

"If willing to lie flat, it's so comfortable for little physicians like us!"

Fang Ziye felt that being a subordinate here was really carefree.

Admitting patients is something the professors should consider.

Gu Yi heard this, turned his head and said, "Then what if, you complete fifty surgeries, consider arranging a job for your parents, and also make up their five insurances and one fund?"

"You complete one hundred surgeries, your spouse can be arranged for promotion and salary increase."

"If you complete two hundred or three hundred surgeries, directly jump up a rank on the spot?"

"Cough! Cough~" Fang Ziye heard this, his eyebrow twitched.

"Real or fake?"

At this moment, Fang Ziye even understood the two words 'dead soldier'!

Arrange jobs for parents, and also make up their five insurances and one fund, this f**k, if his own dad and mom knew, how happy would they be?

Gu Yi said, "Didn't know before, anyway now the country has money, as long as you can establish great merit, many things won't be lacking for you."

"Here is only suitable for rising, not suitable for lying flat."

"Standing still, doing nothing, the professor changes every half year."

"For example Professor Yan, just came half a year ago, the previous professor has already returned to his original position."

How could they let you lie flat? You lie flat, why did you come here? This is a channel for rising.

Immediately after, Gu Yi also said, "So, Ziye, if you had come earlier, you wouldn't know how many benefits you'd have enjoyed by now!"

"If you stayed at Zhongnan, these benefits might have become someone else's."

"If you don't negotiate conditions with others yourself, others might take you out to negotiate conditions, while you yourself don't know."

"And still have to be grateful to those eating you."

How many surgeries did Fang Ziye lead in Enshi?

But because information channels and positions were different, therefore, Fang Ziye would inevitably lose some things, making wedding clothes for others.

However, people always have to grow.

Fang Ziye replied, "Brother Gu, have you thought, if I came earlier, maybe I still wouldn't know upper limb functional reconstruction surgery, still wouldn't have the opportunity?"

If not for the accumulation at Zhongnan Hospital, relying solely on earning those few knowledge points here, without the daily one or two thousand floor from teaching, how would Fang Ziye's knowledge points grow?

Relying on grinding monsters bit by bit himself?

Is that a thing?

If doing surgery is working to earn money, then teaching is sound financial management, only profit no loss.

Want to get rich by working?

However, financial management to a certain stage still needs oneself to go earn some principal, earn more get more, that's a virtuous cycle!

Gu Yi did not deny Fang Ziye's idea, said, "Ziye, but there's one point, you occupied an innate advantage."

"Damn it, you don't need to rely on others, you can just receive a lot of patients and perform many surgical techniques that others can't do."

"For other professors, surgical volume has to be accumulated, but you can treat it as routine."

"There are very, very many patients who need functional reconstruction surgery, you can still go snatch them, what's three hundred operating room turnovers?"

Gu Yi finished speaking, approached Fang Ziye, and fawned with a beaming smile.

"Brother follows you to eat some meat, drink some soup, chicken legs and chicken breasts are all yours, I'll just gnaw on the bones, you don't mind, right?"

"If I don't gnaw, others will gnaw too!"

Fang Ziye said: "Senior Brother, these words are too heavy."

"Thanks for coming to clear the way for me, but it's not as easy as you say now either."

"Our Trauma Group's situation isn't optimistic, and if I want to open operating rooms to receive patients, I still have to establish a foothold first."

"As for carrying out functional reconstruction surgery, let's put that aside for now. These two medical records, let's study them together carefully, maybe we can handle them." Fang Ziye didn't consume the future, only looked at the present.

Just the two patients he saw today, although extremely complex, handling them wasn't completely without ideas.

Hemipelvic reconstruction, malignant nonunion, no matter how complex, could it be as complex as the R&D of functional reconstruction surgery and mangled extremity?

Bone reconstruction surgery and nonunion treatment are both already mature surgical techniques, just a matter of high or low difficulty.

This is like, everyone has some money, just the difference between one hundred and one million, but you can still buy something, won't starve to death penniless!

Precisely based on this, Fang Ziye felt that since he'd come, he might as well establish a foothold first.

Gu Yi heard this, didn't persuade, just said: "Ziye, if you can treat these two patients well, I won't say anything about the rest."

"Those three professors will absolutely be completely obedient to you!"

"Also, Senior Brother has to tell you, among these three professors, Professor Fang's technique is the best, just cold on the outside warm on the inside, taciturn, not suitable for leading a group."

"Professor Gong is also okay, straightforward personality, likes to do everything directly, no beating around the bush."

"Professor Yan is too clever in his dealings, he came as an Associate Professor, came for promotion, technique-wise..." Gu Yi didn't say more.

Yan Huanan's technique can't be called bad, among Deputy Chief Physicians and Associate Professors it's definitely top-tier, family has some connections, got such a promotion channel, just came to mix in some seniority.

You can't say his capability is bad either, compared to ordinary professors he's not much worse, there are professors in affiliated hospitals of so many second-tier universities nationwide, why can't there be one more Yan Huanan?

Just compared to top-tier hospital professors' strength, his accumulation is slightly weaker.

"Technique can be trained, Professor Yan wants to come here and dares to come here, proves he has a heart for progress and learning."

"As long as he loves learning, I respect that very much." Fang Ziye pursed his lips and said, reading Gu Yi's words from another angle.

Is loving learning wrong?

Not wrong, right?

Seeking progress wrong?

Also not wrong.

Willing to come to a sanatorium such a place, staking everything, giving himself pressure, this itself is a kind of courage!

He could meet the cutoff to get in, proves his foundation isn't bad.

Can't just because of one aspect, directly beat the person to death.

Gu Yi heard this, was silent for a long time, then said: "Ziye, you're not the same Ziye I knew anymore."

"Your vision, your height, the angle you view problems from, have already surpassed your Senior Brother by a lot."

Gu Yi also grew, also progressed.

He analyzed and realized, his own angle of viewing problems was from a subordinate's angle looking up, carried jealousy, carried personal emotion.

Fang Ziye is different, his angle of viewing problems is more objective, higher, can view a person more all-around.

Gu Yi saw others coming to mix around, Fang Ziye saw his enterprising spirit, his courage, the dimension is completely different.

This kind of thinking change is also determined by the two people's positions being different.

"Senior Brother, stop saying fawning words, you might still have to help me look up some literature."

"I can't handle it alone, you're my Senior Brother, so I won't be polite about it?"

"Oh, right, downloading literature here, is it free?" Fang Ziye asked.

Gu Yi joked: "Even if it costs money it's fine."

"There's reimbursement!"

People doing research all need to download and read a lot of literature, universities are all willing to pay for research literature reading, here there's no reason to make you personally bear it.

Ten o'clock sharp, after Fang Ziye told Gu Yi the literature search directions, Fang Ziye left, Gu Yi still had to be on duty.

Around eleven thirty, Fang Ziye received a call from Professor Gong Jiahe, naturally to take Fang Ziye to eat!

And those going to eat together, besides Trauma Surgery people, Hand Surgery and Neurosurgery people were also there, adding up to about twenty people!

The number wasn't small, Fang Ziye also barely recognized most of the Surgical Group people.

No drinking, workdays here are strictly no alcohol, just to avoid emergencies.

However, Zheng Dahai said: "Little Fang, on weekends come to my house, accompany us old guys, have a few small drinks, drinking at home is also delightful!"

"Okay, Professor Zheng, will definitely visit then." Fang Ziye agreed.

One car, again arrived at the villa area!

Fang Ziye discovered, his electric scooter was being ridden by someone and sent back to his 'parking lot'!

Damn, nothing to say, this is absolutely a noble medical district, this kind of work atmosphere and all kinds of basic guarantees and humanism, simply too great!

"Thanks, brother."

"I don't smoke, this for you." Fang Ziye hurried forward, handed the Huanghelou Cigarette Cigarette Cigarette Zheng Dahai gave earlier to the other party.

"Professor Fang, you're too polite." That big brother repeatedly politely refused.

"I don't smoke, this thing placed with me is a waste."

"You just take it." Fang Ziye said!

After handing the cigarette to the other party, he left; Fang Ziye also walked into his own house with his hands behind his back, and then began to review literature.

Two hard bones; gnawing on them is of course not easy, but if you don't go gnaw, you definitely won't get to eat the good stuff.

Fang Ziye can afford to not be anxious, take it slow.

Premium medical care must look like premium medical care!

"Have another cup of coffee to reward myself." Fang Ziye read literature for a while, then stood up and walked toward the coffee machine.

Luo Tingzhu sent a message again at this time: "Senior Brother, I've been home for a long time now, been organizing things the whole time."

"I'm checking literature, can we video call?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Sure? I need to check literature too..." After Luo Tingzhu sent the video, she, wearing pajamas, yawned while sneakily grabbing a Hei Ya Zhua.

(Chapter End)