Chapter 554: Special Case, Surgery Suspended!

In Gong Jiahe and the others' view, Fang Ziye's tone now sounded somewhat old-fashioned, but that was only because Fang Ziye was too young!

Hospitals that invite professors to perform consultation surgeries are not too many; as long as you are promoted to Chief Physician, there will not be too many consultation invitations.

Because many people find it hard to understand your true strength, but you can emerge from a top teaching hospital—you must have some strength, right?

Those who haven't emerged? Well, excuse me, forgive my shallow knowledge.

"Professor Qutang of Internal Medicine is calling." After hanging up, Fang Ziye explained in one sentence.

Miao Haoyu and the others smiled without speaking, their faces full of envy, hard to hide in the heart, showing on the surface.

Moreover, the professor who called Fang Ziye this time to request a consultation was another professor.

Gong Jiahe replied: "Professor Fang, it doesn't matter; as long as our professors are willing, going out for consultation surgeries is allowed."

"As long as each group completes the basic workload per month, which is the admission of four to five patients."

"The rest has no particularly many mandatory arrangements."

"But for going out to perform surgery, you just need to report to Dean Chen of the Yangyuan."

Fang Ziye had previously asked Gong Jiahe; if the rules at the Yangyuan were different, he would politely refuse.

However, when he first arrived, Zheng Dahai had told him that Fang Ziye could go outside to attend patients, or perform surgery at outside hospitals.

It was not that Fang Ziye specifically targeted those patients Hu Hai had "reserved"; he was willing to perform surgery for Professor Qu Tangwei, but unwilling to do so for them.

Feeling unhappy, of course he had the right to refuse treatment.

However, in the end, some people's influence was too great, directly affecting people within the Yangyuan.

Not looking at the monk's face but at the Buddha's face; the other party had no malice toward him, just seeking medical treatment; it was just that the previous methods and paths taken were slightly crooked.

Yan Huanan's phone rang at this moment; after pressing the side key, he walked very actively out of the private room.

Seeing this, Fang Ziye moved slightly, but took this detail into his heart.

Previously, he and his Masters had been casual and didn't pay attention to such details, but since things were done, Fang Ziye no longer continued to bring it up.

Professor Fang Zhikuan brought the topic back to today's surgery.

Everyone understood, so they started chatting idly, one sentence from you, one from me.

Good surgery quality means high patient recovery expectations; as members of the group, everyone was naturally very happy.

No doctor wants their operated patients to have poor results, except for a few bad apples!

Soon after, Yan Huanan pushed the door open and laughed from afar: "Professor Fang, Professor Gong, the one who just called was Professor Kuang of Spine Surgery!"

"Saying that the family members of our surgery patient came today and wanted to treat us to a meal, I arbitrarily made the decision and unilaterally politely refused."

Gong Jiahe said: "Refused is refused; getting too deep in negotiations with patients is not a good thing."

"Just do your own job well."

"Come, Professor Yan, you've arrived just in time; let's raise our glasses together and celebrate a little."

"Tomorrow afternoon, after Professor Fang's surgery ends, everyone except those on duty must go to Professor Fang's place to report for learning."

"This is a particularly good opportunity; others would beg for it, we cannot discard it like worn-out rags."

"Professor Gong, I guarantee I'll be the first to arrive!" Gu Yi raised his hand, making a joke.

"You live inside; who can compare with you?" Gong Jiahe rolled his eyes.

Gu Yi and Fang Ziye's relationship was still special; he could go find Fang Ziye to play games, let alone being the first to arrive.

At a banquet, no one drank too much; everyone had only about two or three liang!

The focus was on chatting and bonding, then laying out some arrangements and plans for next month, that is, next year.

How to diagnose and treat as many patients as possible is also a common topic when doctors chat.

Fang Ziye returned to the Villa Area with Gu Yi, but Gu Yi did not come to play games with Fang Ziye; instead, he came to Fang Ziye's place to look through Fang Ziye's treasures!

To be cautious, after the lesson from the two Academician seniors last time, Fang Ziye had become somewhat cautious now.

Even though Senior Brother Gu Yi, after graduation, was in principle no longer part of Zhongnan Hospital, so even if he wanted to participate in Fang Ziye's basic research, he could only look at materials here first.

After getting started, then give him some materials.

Because the materials Fang Ziye currently controlled were too precious; if Gu Yi really accidentally leaked them, Fang Ziye couldn't go find Gu Yi's trouble, he'd have to swallow his broken teeth!

Gu Yi could understand; he definitely still wanted a chance to return to work at Zhongnan Hospital, but still needed clinical and research accumulation.

Gu Yi felt that regarding clinical accumulation, his training in the last half year had improved a lot under high-difficulty surgical techniques, only the articles were slightly slack!

Now having a chance to cooperate with Fang Ziye, if Gu Yi didn't seize it well, Hankou First Hospital might be his final destination.

Or go to developed places like Yangcheng and Pengcheng to earn money.

Actually, those who can have academic and professional breakthroughs in teaching hospitals will all seek advancement, not thinking of earning money and lying flat.

"Ziye, you have too many good things here; tell me, from what direction should I start to get started faster?"

"I also want to do more things." Gu Yi asked.

"Then it depends on what you're interested in, Elder Brother; I suggest you choose the basic osteosarcoma direction; this thing, although progress is slowest, once there's a breakthrough, even at a Prefecture-level City Hospital, you might be pulled up." Fang Ziye said very generously.

This thing, he had already written a book on it; now if it could start with the Yangyuan's funds, it wouldn't be considered wasting funds.

This thing could make up for Gu Yi's weak research item.

"Then I'll really choose it; actually I feel a bit embarrassed, after all this is your and Teacher Yuan's wealth." Gu Yi was not hypocritical.

Fang Ziye could integrate into Deng Yong's team, but Gu Yi could ultimately not get close to Yuan Weihong's heart.

"Elder Brother, our research project is enough to do!" Fang Ziye smiled with pursed lips.

"I don't believe such boastful words from others, but what Ziye says, I believe!" Gu Yi started reading the research plan behind.

Although knowing Fang Ziye's idea was quite awesome, the more he read, the hand holding the mouse still couldn't help trembling.

Turning his head to see Fang Ziye chatting and making congee with Luo Tingzhu, Gu Yi's heart silently softened, his eyelashes filled with mist.

This junior brother Ziye had only been at the Yangyuan for a short time; to him, it could be said to be a great kindness of re-creation; this kindness was not less than his Person of Gratitude!

Even surpassing it.

This is no exaggeration.

Few give charcoal in the snow; many add flowers to brocade.

That kind of upward-striving appeal made it hard for Gu Yi to even utter polite words of refusal on the surface.

Gu Yi couldn't bring himself to pretend to say he wouldn't participate, that this was too precious.

He only silently thought in his heart, Ziye, your kindness, Brother remembers...

The kind where even "woof woof woof" would be acceptable!

The next day, in the morning, when Fang Ziye took a taxi to the entrance of Enshi Central Hospital, he was filled with myriad emotions.

Parting from here had only been one year and four months; Fang Ziye left Enshi Central Hospital in August last year, then went overseas.

After returning, he again served as Chief Resident.

Compared to back then, the current Fang Ziye bore much heavier pressure, but also more glory.

Wanting to buy osmanthus and carry wine together, in the end it's not like the roamings of youth.

After getting out of the car, Fang Ziye didn't run into any acquaintances, but directly called Tan Guodong, Director of Hand Surgery at Enshi Central Hospital.

Hanging up, only ten seconds passed before Fang Ziye's phone rang with an unfamiliar Enshi-area number.

After a brief connection and exchange, at the Emergency Department entrance, a youth only two or three years older than Fang Ziye stepped forward.

He wasn't wearing a white coat, had a short crew cut, reflecting a smiling face: "Professor Fang, I'm Han Ningkun, you can call me Xiao Han or Xiao Kun."

"Director Tan just messaged me saying you'd arrived. I'd seen your photo before, but reality is obviously more handsome than the photo, I didn't even recognize you."

"Kun Ge!" Although Fang Ziye was an Associate Professor, he didn't really put on airs.

"Let's go to the ward first, do a clinical physical examination first!" Fang Ziye said carefully.

Fang Ziye had previously gone out with Yuan Weihong for consultation surgeries; at that time Yuan Weihong would rush there early, insisting on examining the patient himself again before entering the OR.

When he previously went to the Sixth Hospital of Magic Capital and Tongji Hospital, this process could be skipped, but for Enshi Central Hospital, Fang Ziye still needed to continue following the procedure.

It was only 7:30 in the morning, and Han Ningkun asked: "Professor Fang, have you eaten breakfast?"

"Director Tan's meaning is, we eat our fill then go to the department."

"Kun Ge, if you haven't eaten, you go eat. I ate before coming." Fang Ziye said.

Last night, Director Tan Guodong asked if he should arrange a car to pick him up; Fang Ziye didn't agree, just took a taxi himself.

"I already ordered it back to the department." Han Ningkun was also very sensible, then immediately brought Fang Ziye to the Hand Surgery Ward!

All of Tan Guodong's team doctors were there, but there were still very few doctors in the department; besides the duty doctor, the others were probably still on their way.

Tan Guodong and the team's Deputy Director Ding Yue had long been waiting at the department entrance; seeing Fang Ziye, Tan Guodong smiled so broadly his crow's feet crinkled.

"Professor Fang, you really arrived early? Originally arranged for surgery to start at nine o'clock, anesthesia at 8:30 sharp."

"Everything's ready on my end."

Tan Guodong wasn't tall, about 1.7 meters, medium build, slightly pointed chin, distinct jawline angles.

"Director Tan, I'm used to coming early to see the patient, so I have a clear picture in mind."

"Otherwise, the consultation surgery fee wouldn't be right to take either."

"Looking at films ultimately can't compare to seeing the patient at the bedside." Fang Ziye smiled and explained.

The reason clinical practice is called clinical is precisely because seeing patients clinically reveals more things.

If you go to an unfamiliar place, you must clinically examine the patient yourself, unless you trust the other party's basic skill level.

Just one meeting, and Tan Guodong knew Fang Ziye was the type to do things solidly, didn't like small talk, so he said: "Professor Fang, then let's go over now!"

"Ding Yue, you go get the patient's categorized and organized materials to the ward first." Tan Guodong introduced the team members in another way.

Ding Yue replied: "Okay!"

Then walked away briskly.

Tan Guodong continued: "Professor Fang, this way."

"Actually, this patient being hospitalized at our hospital, I also feel quite pressured. If it weren't for Professor Fang you agreeing to come operate as Lead Surgeon, we fundamentally wouldn't dare take on this patient."

"What's more, she's still Professor Qutang's niece."

"Sorry, giving you trouble, Director Tan." Fang Ziye explained.

Tan Guodong froze at those words, then hurriedly explained: "No no no, Professor Fang, your words are too heavy. My meaning is, with my capability, I couldn't invite a great deity like you, Professor Fang."

"This way!"

Tan Guodong didn't dare let Fang Ziye misunderstand that he thought Fang Ziye was a troublesome matter.

Merely five minutes later, Fang Ziye came out of the ward with a slightly dark face.

Then glanced at Tan Guodong beside him a few times, but ultimately didn't say any words.

Tan Guodong was extremely nervous at this moment, trotting to explain: "Professor Fang, sorry, it's our work mistake! We didn't send you the previous medical records."

"But you also know, even Peking Union Medical College Hospital and the Provincial People's Hospital didn't discover this lesion; we truly couldn't discover it either!"

"It's not intentional concealment."

"And Professor Fang you also know, the original imaging data we downloaded from the film reading system is clearer than photographed photos."

"Our Imaging Department people also have limited skill; they thought those layers were useless and might have cropped them out!"

"I'll immediately arrange another MRI recheck! ~"

"Results can come out this morning!" Tan Guodong hurriedly remedied, inwardly apprehensive, forehead covered in cold sweat.

The thing he worried about most had indeed occurred — this patient's examination data and diagnosis had problems!

For this, he had done a lot of preparatory work in advance, just hoping to get all corresponding preparations done well!

If he could establish a connection with Fang Ziye, and later call on Wu Guonan from the Trauma Center to join them for a few drinks with Fang Ziye, both Hand Surgery and the Trauma Center would have a steady, god-like figure sitting in charge.

The department's development and bright prospects would be just around the corner!

Fang Ziye took a deep breath, suppressing all emotion: "Director Tan, you should have the MRI re-shot first, then meticulously perform an electromyography on every single muscle of the bilateral upper limbs and bilateral lower limbs."

"This time, I hope you can step in and have the Imaging Department doctors retain all the scanned slices, and not delete them again."

"The MRIs printed out from both the Provincial People's Hospital and Peking Union Medical College Hospital can show the nerve's local lesion; this patient definitely has other problems!"

"This should be the peripheral nerve degenerative lesion corresponding to Alzheimer's disease!"

"Today's surgery is cancelled first!"

"I've already explained it to the patient's family just now; please trouble yourselves to explain it again patiently."

"I'll also explain it to Professor Qutang." Fang Ziye said, rubbing his scalp with his right hand.

"Alright, Professor Fang, really sorry about that, making you come for nothing." Tan Guodong carefully saw Fang Ziye out the department door again.

Fang Ziye calmed down, then explained: "Director Tan, this doesn't have much to do with you guys."

"I'll come back to check after the test results come out."

(Chapter End)