Chapter 564: Taking Action Is the Peak

"This Fang Ziye, impervious to both soft and hard tactics, how does he have such a fault?" After leaving the villa, Lin Peng looked annoyed.

Gong Jiahe cursed the other party as an idiot in his heart, but on the surface he was smiling: "Professor Lin, Professor Fang is still young, just a bit full of youthful vigor."

"Don't take it to heart either, Professor Lin. After all, this is merely one of your choices! There's completely no need to bother calculating with a junior."

Professor Fang Zhikuan also comforted: "Yes, Professor Lin!"

"With your current identity, status, and strength, you have very many options." Lin Peng's thoughts were not a secret in these people's eyes.

You insist on playing others as fools, thinking you can pinch a soft persimmon, but you've found the wrong person.

This young man, he's extremely hard-headed.

Lin Peng looked at the few old foxes, feigning a cold laugh: "Professor Gong, you've dug up quite a few benefits from Professor Fang, right? So anxious to chase me away, are you afraid I'll replace your position?"

"Professor Fang's behavior today is unlike the past; I'm afraid it's the confidence Professor Gong gave him, right?"

Gong Jiahe stood with hands behind his back, speaking unhurriedly: "Professor Lin, this question has no meaning. If it is, so what? If it isn't, so what?"

Lin Peng putting on airs in front of him, what the hell is he putting on airs for?

Isn't it just being a few years older?

Everyone's old now, these few years aren't a problem anymore. Give you face, call you Old Brother; don't give you face!

Polite, call you Professor Lin, treat you to a meal and send you away.

Lin Peng laughed upon hearing this: "Professor Gong, careful your bones are too hard, you'll break your teeth."

Lin Peng still felt that Fang Ziye's current performance differed from the past; it should be that Gong Jiahe and the others were backing him up.

The ones who truly wanted him gone, unwilling to let him meddle, weren't Fang Ziye, but Gong Jiahe and Fang Zhikuan.

However, Lin Peng indeed had no way to deal with these two. Not in the same hospital, not even in the same province. At most they just competed against each other at academic conferences.

As for the rest, Lin Peng's influence didn't reach the point of affecting Gong Jiahe and the others' situations.

"Then I won't trouble Professor Lin to worry. Professor Lin, you've come from afar as a guest; cooperation fails but righteousness remains. How about we go have a drink together?" Gong Jiahe changed the topic, still polite.

"I have to wait for Dean Chen, so I won't go drink for now."

"Professors Gong and the rest, please feel free to go!" Lin Peng had come a long way; of course he wasn't willing to leave so dispiritedly.

Fang Ziye had the fatty meat he coveted. Just biting off a mouthful might bring further breakthroughs in specialty and academics. That was his purpose this time.

Simple means weren't needed; he had other skills.

"Professor Lin, then we'll take our leave. You still have to remember to eat, otherwise outsiders will know and think we're all insensible."

"If Professor Lin has time, call anytime." Professor Gong Jiahe slightly cupped his hands, then shook hands with Lin Peng again, and then each turned and left.

In this world, there are always some people who think themselves extraordinary and rely on age to bully others. No matter the era.

Lin Peng watched Gong Jiahe and the others' receding back views, curled his lip, gritted his teeth: "A bunch of old foxes, fame-seeking! ~"

Lin Peng soon waited for Chen Song to come out.

Smiling broadly, he went up to greet him: "Dean Chen, really embarrassed. Just now during the discussion, I didn't control my emotions too well!"

"Mainly this Fang Ziye is a bit aloof, doesn't know how to unite and cooperate well."

"Thinks he has a bit of qualification and ability, so he doesn't put seniors in his eyes anymore."

"No wonder many people say, Eastern Han people are all like dragons, but cooperation seems like worms."

"But Dean Chen, I won't mind too much either. In the future if we're compatible we'll cooperate together; if not? We'll each do our own thing."

Chen Song stood with hands behind his back, wearing a coat, calmly glanced at Lin Peng: "You're not Professor Fang's parents, nor are you his Teaching Benefactor. On what grounds must you be given face?"

Lin Peng was stunned upon hearing this.

This script isn't written this way, is it?

With my current strength and status, aren't I stronger than those professors Fang Ziye used to serve?

You Chen Song shouldn't treat a guest like this either?

Yes, you Chen Song used to be a big shot in Jingdu, but that was the past.

"Dean Chen, respecting teachers and valuing the Dao, this is our Eastern Han's traditional excellent virtue."

"Respecting elders isn't coercion; it's also a basic quality of interacting with people."

"Fine, dropping this point, I haven't even said anything yet, and Professor Fang was already hitting back tit-for-tat. This momentum is too overbearing."

"If he's willing to go to Hand Surgery, let him go. Our Trauma Surgery Group operates the same without him..."

"Young people, if the early path goes too smoothly, they'll become arrogant."

Lin Peng said this, then continued: "Of course, Professor Fang is indeed an excellent talent of our Trauma Surgery. I personally think the more manpower in the Trauma Surgery Group the better. Dean Chen, if you can persuade Professor Fang to stay!"

"Our Trauma Surgery will inevitably have more achievement output, and can bring high-quality medical services to more patients."

"That's what I think. Professor Fang might just be unfamiliar with me!"

"I can have more contact with him in the future, promote mutual understanding and communication..."

Chen Song took a deep breath, interrupted Lin Peng: "Professor Lin, a small temple can't house a great Buddha. Thanks for your hard work running this trip. After you return to your unit, I'll transfer the labor fee and travel expenses to your unit's account!"

Finished speaking, Chen Song directly turned and stepped aside to leave.

"Dean Chen, what do you mean? Is this the Yangyuan's way of treating guests?" Lin Peng was directly dumbfounded!

What the hell are these people? Not a single one who understands human relations?

Good words, bad words, they don't even listen to the end?

I'm not a slacker, I have real strength!

"The way of treating guests is for those who act as guests. Professor Lin, what you're thinking in your heart, you know very clearly yourself."

"The Yangyuan doesn't seek fame and reputation, nor does it serve those who seek fame and reputation."

"Thanks for your hard work, Professor Lin, running this trip." Chen Song didn't even turn around!

In his eyes, Lin Peng was just a person who could exist or not!

He doesn't even lack a Fang Ziye, let alone a Lin Peng.

Lin Peng trotted to catch up, slightly surprised: "Dean Chen, you all rejected me without even looking at my medical skills? Isn't this a bit too childish?"

Chen Song said: "Our sanatorium here doesn't do routine surgeries."

"If Professor Lin truly has the ability, he would have already made waves in the industry long ago. If Professor Lin merely has some attainment in existing surgical methods."

"I can directly invite people from Jishuitan and Peking Union Medical College Hospital! No need to seek outside."

"Fame must be seized early. Hiding it away, you might just take it into the grave." Chen Song said blandly.

The words spoken, the hurtfulness is quite strong, the insulting nature is also quite strong.

You're a fifty-plus-year-old middle-aged man, yet you haven't made any name for yourself in Eastern Han's trauma surgery academic circle? What are you putting on airs for here?

If you like to hide your skill, then even if you're incredibly awesome, world number one, I still won't give a damn about you!

You want to hide? Then hide in the dirt!

So-called hiding one's skill, not revealing one's edge, isn't hidden like this by you!

Lin Peng's face truly darkened.

He clenched his fist, but he didn't dare make a move, nor did he dare speak more harsh words.

Lin Peng looked back at Fang Ziye once, then looked at the departing Chen Song, muttering to himself: "md, this place is simply sick."

"Just a bunch of sick people gathered together."

"A perfectly good Top Scholar not to be, risking death to run away."

"Another perfectly good stairway not to climb, drilling into a dead end instead."

"With you lot like this, isn't that just fishing for fame and reputation? Go to hell..." Lin Peng muttered in a low voice, cursing for a while, then walked out of the villa area, took a taxi and left the sanatorium area.

Eating a meal and such, he really had no appetite for it.

After getting in the car, Lin Peng took another deep breath, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Looks like wanting to pick up a bargain is still very difficult. Hubei Province has so many professors, they aren't blind either."

"Taking advantage of someone's predicament isn't easy, asking for help is hard..."

Lin Peng knew very well that in this lifetime of his, if there were no other fortuitous encounters, his breakthrough in academics and profession would stop here. And if he wanted to continue climbing up, he must have another breakthrough.

It's just that this young Fang Ziye seems different from the circles he's used to playing in. He didn't give him a shred of opportunity, not even the chance for him to present his 'exchange item'.

Fame must be seized early, recruiting talent must also be seized early. Zhongnan Hospital and Liu Huanglong and those people's luck is truly good.

If positions were swapped, the current him would be Deng Yong, would be Liu Huanglong...

After Gong Jiahe returned to the room, he didn't explain much to Fang Ziye, instead acting as if this matter hadn't happened: "Professor Fang, what you just said about going to Hand Surgery, was that just a joke?"

"This can't be taken seriously."

"Our Trauma Surgery is staying put just fine."

Fang Ziye replied: "Dean Chen just didn't agree."

When Gong Jiahe and the others went out, Chen Song spoke with Fang Ziye.

Gong Jiahe didn't care what the two said, continued smiling: "Professor Fang, will you continue keeping me company for tea a while? Or go back to work first?"

"Since Professor Gong invites, then I'll disturb a while longer." Fang Ziye replied with a smile. Gong Jiahe obviously had something to say.

"Do you know what Professor Lin just now specializes in?" After Gong Jiahe sat down, he also looked at the tea in Fang Ziye's cup. Seeing there was still more than half, he didn't move.

Fang Ziye, being more sensible, poured a cup of tea for Gong Jiahe: "Haven't had time to check yet."

Fang Ziye is not familiar with Lin Peng!

With so many professors nationwide, Fang Ziye can't possibly be familiar with every single one!

"His external promotion says he specializes in hip and knee joint osteoarthritis, femoral head necrosis, hip and knee artificial joint replacement surgery; lumbar disc herniation, spinal stenosis, thoracic and lumbar compression fractures; sports injury diseases, rotator cuff tendon injuries, shoulder joint dislocation..." Gong Jiahe rattled off several hundred words.

Fang Ziye listened in a daze, mouth slightly open.

After putting down the water kettle, he comprehendingly raised his thumb: "Quite versatile! Should consult Professor Lin a few more times."

Gong Jiahe is really fucking vicious!

As everyone knows, the world's top experts all specialize in single items, single research.

Being able to thoroughly figure out one disease type makes you the industry's top big shot.

Professor Lin Peng, having all orthopedics-related subspecialties as his specialties, by rights he should be the world's number one!

Yet others don't recognize him as such.

Gong Jiahe's temper is also quite straightforward.

Gong Jiahe continued smiling: "Professor Fang, my meaning is, we should narrow the disease type scope, break through from a single disease type, and do some things belonging to our team to some extent."

"We're not a county hospital, not a prefecture-level city hospital, not a platform built simply to provide basic medical services."

Gong Jiahe is an old fox. Every word and action is padding.

He first mocked Professor Lin Peng's versatility, then pointed out that the disease types currently admitted by the Trauma Surgery Subgroup are still too mixed.

The sanatorium doesn't need omnipotence and cure-all. More important is to conduct treatment plan R&D for difficult miscellaneous diseases that currently have no standard treatment plans.

Gong Jiahe isn't sure if Fang Ziye knows this matter!

But Gong Jiahe himself can't say it clearly, because this involves Dean Chen Song's prospects and reputation, and might also put Fang Ziye in a dilemma!

After comprehending, Fang Ziye replied: "Professor Gong, I feel the same way. It's just that last month I newly arrived, still don't understand the situation here, so I thought to treat more disease types. Do more surgeries."

"However, if the conditions here at the sanatorium are good, I feel we can start from a small local point."

"That is, regarding bone defects, precision individualized prosthesis design 3D printing, begin work."

"We've done it before, have a certain experience foundation. Just right my team also has some data analysis models as foundation. Advancing this way is relatively fast, and can also tangibly benefit some patients."

"Just, what I'm more worried about is, the companies cooperating with the sanatorium..."

After the incident in Enshi two years ago, honestly speaking, Fang Ziye doesn't have much good feeling toward the company Chen Guangbai is in.

The reason the previous mangled extremity model chose to cooperate with Chen Guangbai's company was because it's a domestic enterprise, and the scale is also okay.

And Chen Guangbai was willing to sell at a low price, letting Fang Ziye make a profit while also promoting standardized mangled extremity treatment surgery.

Upon hearing this, Gong Jiahe blurted out: "The sanatorium is Old Doctor Chen and Xiao Chen's final dream in medicine, and also the place where they go all out!"

"Professor Fang need not worry about these things."

Fang Ziye's two hands trembled lightly, his eyelids stiffening for several seconds.

His mouth gaped slightly, his eyeballs rolling around more than ten circles.

If the words 'final dream' were hung on an ordinary person, they would not be worth mentioning.

But with these words placed on Chen Song and Chen Guangbai by Gong Jiahe, Fang Ziye felt a bit inexplicable.

Gong Jiahe was not surprised by Fang Ziye's current reaction, but said: "Professor Fang, I wonder if you know, Dean Chen Song's child, Doctor Chen Guangbai, was once also a very, very excellent traditional Chinese medicine doctor."

"His natural talent was very high!"

"If he hadn't changed careers to start a business, he should now also be close to reaching the summit in Eastern Han's traditional Chinese medicine circle, and moreover, his ideology was not as extreme as Old Chinese Doctor Chen Song's, and was recognized by the traditional Chinese medicine circle."

"It's just that later, because of some matters, it led to Doctor Chen Guangbai resolutely switching to entrepreneurship, going to do medical device and domestic drug research and development."

"Now it counts as a thorough career change."

"Back then, Old Chinese Doctor Chen had shown kindness to my teacher, so at the first time the sanatorium was built, I accepted Old Doctor Chen's invitation." Gong Jiahe was still concealing things, and did not speak thoroughly.

"Professor Gong, what do you mean?"

"The sanatorium is actually a research institute established for difficult and complex diseases; our main purpose is not simply to serve special occupation people."

"This is just one of the purposes?" Fang Ziye also became frank; he knew these matters.

Chen Song telling these words to Gu Yi was actually to let Gu Yi relay them to himself.

Hearing this, Gong Jiahe suddenly laughed: "Right! ~"

"Old Doctor Chen's attainments are very high; although he is not tolerated by the mainstream traditional Chinese medicine circle, his medical skill has received many people's recognition."

"He was once the Health Care Group's TCM Group Leader, escorting multiple big shots." Gong Jiahe only expressed the meaning subtly.

Those able to be called big shots by Gong Jiahe were basically at the legendary level in Fang Ziye's vision.

"But later, Old Chinese Doctor Chen retired from this position, once suffered extremely great obstruction, and also spent tremendous effort before severing this web of intricate connections."

"Originally, Old Chinese Doctor Chen could have long been enjoying his old age in peace; after all, reaching his position, reaching such a level, wanting to advance another step, whether becoming an Academician or otherwise!"

"None are necessarily something Dean Chen can play with."

"However, Dean Chen Song still has great sentiment and his own persistence. At the peak of his career, he saw through the Eastern Han medical circle's limitations, and laid the groundwork for the current sanatorium."

"To do a good job one must first sharpen one's tools; the Eastern Han medical circle without a basic medical device manufacturing industry must rely on foreign imports."

"Abroad, something that might sell for ten dollars, domestically can be marked up to 500 or even 1000……"

"Including but not limited to some relatively basic medical devices, medical equipment, even surgical methods, etc."

"So, Doctor Chen Guangbai, under Old Doctor Chen Song's strong urging, took another path."

"From now, twenty years have already passed."

"Dean Chen Song is already approaching ninety years of age, Doctor Chen Guangbai is also not many years younger than me; they only formally began the sanatorium's operation now."

"Starting to build their own team, using some of their own connections, with the purpose of providing medical services, establishing this sanatorium integrating a concentrated sanatorium, research institute, and medical device and drug research institute as one……"

"You might not know, the state allocated less than one billion for the sanatorium; the rest was all self-raised and self-built; Xiao Chen Yisheng invested no less than several hundred billion……"

"If within ten years there is no special progress inside the sanatorium, Old Boss Chen will probably lose his entire fortune and be heavily in debt."

"And at that time, Dean Chen Song also doesn't know if he'll still be alive. This is an extremely risky choice!"

Hearing this, Fang Ziye sucked in a breath through his teeth.

Cold wind poured back in; he felt these two people's guts were truly fucking huge.

"Then if it succeeds?" Fang Ziye asked again.

"Then naturally everyone is happy; the state will naturally step in to allow bottom."

"Even ten more such sanatoriums, a single Hubei Province could afford them! Let alone Eastern Han." Gong Jiahe said.

"And the reason there isn't more help given now is still because of Old Chinese Doctor Chen; someone dislikes him."

"The reason there is a certain degree of support now is also because someone likes him."

A person living in the world cannot be recognized by everyone; as long as a portion of people recognize you, it's already quite difficult.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's back felt a slight chill: "Professor Gong, you telling me so much, I suddenly feel the pressure is a bit great!"

"What pressure could you and I have?"

"I'm just speaking the truth; Dean Chen Song never tells these things to outsiders; if it weren't for my Person of Gratitude once having some entanglements with Dean Chen, he wouldn't have revealed these to me."

"These matters, probably only Group Leader Zheng and a few professors know; everyone else fundamentally doesn't know!"

"Of course, the sanatorium's relationship with the Army is still very good; even if it fails, at that time it probably won't reach the point of having no way out." Gong Jiahe took back his previous words again.

"But once it succeeds!"

Gong Jiahe couldn't help but yearn: "Perhaps our Eastern Han medical circle's pattern in the whole world will all have to shift."

"Such sanatorium research institutes will constantly rise from the ground."

"Achieving true clinical and research combined effort places."

"Here research and development, achieving treatment plans, teaching hospitals responsible for promotion, learning, publishing, exporting, many hands make light work……"

……

When Fang Ziye left Gong Jiahe's villa, he felt quite ball-achy.

This Professor Gong Jiahe is also ball-achy; clearly saying he didn't want to say these things, but then saying them anyway.

Saying them is fine, but then taking back a portion of the words.

Why not just directly say Old Chinese Doctor Chen and Little Chinese Doctor Chen both have great sentiment, staking their lives and fortunes on breaking through for Eastern Han's medical cause?

These father and son are also quite interesting.

One is a Top National Physician, the other has a fortune of ten thousand guan; if they could retreat at the peak, the cash in hand eating interest would be enough to harm several generations, yet they insist on fighting this and that.

You guys are arrogant!

"You guys are amazing!"

"I, someone who makes forty to fifty thousand a month, don't have vision as high as yours; I'm just here to work, and incidentally earn some reputation for my parents, and accumulate a bit more for myself."

Although he thought this way in his mind, Fang Ziye suddenly discovered that Professor Gong Jiahe's words just now had directly made his current thoughts become dull and tasteless!

"Professional title promotion!"

"Insatiable greed……"

Fang Ziye shoved his hands into his sleeves, swaying left and right; swaying left he would say professional title promotion, swaying right he would say insatiable greed……

Arriving at his home doorway, Fang Ziye happened to have swayed to the left: "Professional title promotion."

Fang Ziye raised his head, looked at the doorway, it was already less than one step's distance away.

So, Fang Ziye lightly raised his head: "Looks like this is Heaven's will, Fang Ziye ah Fang Ziye, you stop overthinking!"

Professor Lin Peng's matter fundamentally did not affect Fang Ziye in the slightest.

Originally just strangers meeting by chance, and parting in haste.

Encountering a few idiots, or people who think they're clever, on life's journey is a very normal thing; if one gets entangled because of their appearance, then don't think about living a good life for the rest of this life.

After entering the villa, the video call with Luo Tingzhu began, Fang Ziye smiled brilliantly: "Tingzhu, what did you eat for dinner?"

"Congee!" Luo Tingzhu replied.

Fang Ziye was surprised for a moment; Luo Tingzhu was someone who couldn't enjoy a meal without spice, how come she thought of drinking congee to nourish her stomach.

"Century egg lean meat congee with chili oil added." Luo Tingzhu bared her teeth, her left hand groping behind her back, groping and groping, and pulled out a pack of pickled pepper bamboo shoots.

Fang Ziye felt this was normal now: "Drink congee if you drink congee, don't mix chili in with it."

"Pay a little attention to nourishing your stomach." Fang Ziye flipped open his notebook on one side, starting to copy down the later planning, while speaking.

"Mm-hmm, okay, Senior Brother."

"I plan to go get a physical exam recently; Senior Brother, have you done one?"

"If not, go get one at your sanatorium?" Luo Tingzhu suggested.

"How come you suddenly thought of going for a physical exam?" Fang Ziye asked.

Luo Tingzhu's movement of eating bamboo shoots paused, then she said: "A classmate from our cohort suddenly died in the dormitory last night, cerebral aneurysm rupture!"

"He was already a Doctor, and still a neurosurgery doctor himself, and had already confirmed he would stay at the hospital."

"What a pity."

"His parents are still making a scene outside the hospital!"

"However, a student's personal physical exam is not within the scope of the university's burden."

"He also didn't die suddenly in the department, so, it's very hard to classify." Luo Tingzhu finished speaking, took a bite, crunching crisply with a creak-creak sound.

"Okay, I'll go do a full-body physical exam tomorrow." Fang Ziye also didn't dare say he guaranteed there was no problem!

After doing a physical exam, an accident could still happen, just the relative probability would be lower.

If there are no organic lesions in the early stage, the probability of an accident occurring would be much smaller.

"Senior Brother, have you heard of circRNA?" Luo Tingzhu asked.

circRNA, also called circular RNA (circRNA), is a class of special non-coding RNA molecules, and is also the latest research hotspot in the RNA field.

Unlike traditional linear RNA, circRNA molecules present a closed circular structure, are not affected by RNA exonucleases, expression is more stable, not easily degraded.

Fang Ziye slightly searched his own knowledge reserve, then replied: "Circular RNA is also non-coding RNA, molecules are rich in miRNA binding micro-sites, in cells, can play a positioning and absorption role."

"Simply understood, miRNA can inhibit target genes, while circRNA can competitively absorb miRNA to relieve such inhibition, regulating the occurrence and development of diseases."

"Similar effect to lncRNA, but it's the latest research point!"

"You want to try to make a breakthrough in this area during your postdoctoral stage?"

Fang Ziye's previous line was from HK2 gene to miRNA then to lncRNA, and did not involve circRNA, because this thing was still very new.

"Want to give it a try, otherwise it feels too boring."

"Recently also reading literature in this area, but research in this direction is quite popular, competition is also quite large, estimate quite a few mature labs have already started expanding in this direction."

"If our team could sequence and discover a new type of RNA that would be great, pity it's finding a needle in a haystack!" Luo Tingzhu regretfully expressed her fantasy.

If the team really could produce an RNA of their own naming, it would very likely be an existence that directly impacts the Nobel Prize.

This is a basic research breakthrough even more awesome than establishing an animal experimental model.

"Sleep early, estimate it'll appear in your dreams!"

Mentioning this, Fang Ziye vaguely remembered: "Tingzhu, previously Associate Professor Hong Zili spent a large amount of funds leaning this way, it was all directly giving money to sequencing companies!" Fang Ziye still faintly remembered, previously he and Thoracic Surgery's Qian Qiaofeng went together to do experiments scene after scene.

Money spent like flowing water, result not a bit of use.

From after that, Fang Ziye determined that if his own funding didn't have fifty million, he absolutely would not touch this thing, would rather die than touch it!

Fault tolerance rate too high, it's just giving it away for free.

"Hehe, fantasizing a bit is pretty good too, compared to this kind of illusory ethereal stuff! I feel clinical trials are also quite solid." Luo Tingzhu playfully stuck out her tongue.

Bringing this up, Fang Ziye suddenly thought: "Tingzhu, previously Tian Luo discovered that miRNA unique to osteosarcoma, did he spend a lot, a lot of money?"

"Can you say a number?"

"Order of magnitude works too."

Luo Tingzhu thought carefully for a moment, then nodded: "7!"

"This was his entire net worth!" Luo Tingzhu said.

The miRNA unique to osteosarcoma, other tumors previously had not yet discovered it, this is very difficult sequencing.

"How would Tian Luo have this much money?" Fang Ziye frowned tightly and asked.

"Did other things happen that I don't know about?"

Luo Tingzhu smiled and said: "About the same, this is his own choice, he has already withdrawn from the previous mathematics group."

"I asked him carefully, this was voluntary on his part."

"Besides, the surplus funds, even if unused, will be confiscated and turned over; better to give the current field some extra help."

"Otherwise, he'd always have to spend time on another direction, and that's quite mentally taxing too."

"Senior Brother, don't worry about this matter anymore; Tian Luo is an adult too, he has his own judgment."

"Moreover, when we apply for grants after the Spring Festival this year, we can recoup a wave of funds, and a huge wave at that!" Luo Tingzhu comforted.

Research is a money-burning affair.

Without funding support, it's pure fantasy.

Fang Ziye's group has had a bountiful research output this year; the hospital probably won't be stingy with various rewards either.

After the papers are published, Fang Ziye can't even guess for the moment exactly how much money there will be.

Last year Yuan Weihong's group was rewarded hundreds of thousands, and Fang Ziye got over twenty himself; this year it'll only be multiples more!

It won't leave Lan Tianluo strapped for cash; this is also the only place where I can repay him.

"Mm! ~ Okay, I won't overthink it then." Fang Ziye replied.

The things have been accepted; returning them now, Lan Tianluo's money has been spent, can't get it back.

Actually, sending Lan Tianluo to the Mathematics Department again, he himself might not be willing, and Fang Ziye himself can't bear to let him go either!

But this favor must be repaid, and I have to think of a relatively good way and method to repay it.

Fang Ziye noted it in his notebook, then folded it and turned a page.

"Tingzhu, if you have time, go check on Teacher Deng, get a sense of his recent mood and situation."

"Hope it doesn't turn too bad." Fang Ziye said.

"Okay, Senior Brother!"

"I still have fellow trainees in the clinic; they'll keep me posted anytime." Luo Tingzhu agreed readily, then suddenly spotted a rather brilliant passage.

She hurriedly tossed the snack in her hand, copied out some sentences from the article; this might help her postdoctoral project somewhat.

"This sentence is written really well."

……

After hanging up the video call, Fang Ziye took a shower, then went out and walked a lap along the cobblestone path at the edge of the villa area for a stroll.

Occasionally running into professors smoking, drinking tea, and clearing their minds in the courtyard, Fang Ziye greeted them too.

Roughly twenty-odd minutes later, Fang Ziye arrived back at his own villa doorway.

"Insatiable greed." Fang Ziye raised his head, murmured in a low voice……

Doing it this way, Fang Ziye himself laughed.

Actually, deep down he'd had the answer long ago; he just wasn't willing to accept it directly, insisting on finding a terribly lame excuse for himself.

Truly balls-aching!

Insatiable greed isn't achieved in a day; Fang Ziye couldn't be bothered to think more, climbed straight into the quilt and went to sleep.

January 4, Friday, the first workday after the Spring Festival.

The functional reconstruction surgeries at the sanatorium after the holiday aren't urgent to start, so there are no surgeries scheduled today.

Fang Ziye got up at seven o'clock, jogged around the sanatorium for half an hour, then came back and showered again.

After blow-drying his hair, he picked up his phone intending to go eat breakfast; a news item caught Fang Ziye's attention.

"Congratulations! Professor Tang Peifu, successfully elected Academician of the Academy of Engineering!"

This is a WeChat public account article, roughly published in late December, just hadn't reached Fang Ziye's Moments yet at the time.

Clicking in, the information was very simple.

"On December 22, the State Academy of Sciences website and the Academy of Engineering website respectively released announcements, publishing the list of newly elected 2023 State Academy of Sciences Academicians and the list of newly elected 2023 Academy of Engineering Academicians.

In accordance with the 'Charter of the State Academy of Sciences' and the 'Implementation Measures for the State Academy of Sciences Academician Supplementary Election (Trial)', the 2023 State Academy of Sciences election produced 59 State Academy of Sciences Academicians, and the Academy of Engineering election produced 74 Academy of Engineering Academicians."

Then a list was attached; Professor Tang Peifu was prominently listed among them.

Actually it was long expected; Professor Tang Fupei was already the Director Committee Member of the Orthopedic Association, Director Committee Member of Trauma Surgery, Director Committee Member of the Orthopedics Branch of the Huaxia Physicians Association……

He counts as a grand master of trauma surgery.

Looking at this row of names, Fang Ziye actually felt some envy and stirring too.

Although his current achievements are already enough to bring glory to his ancestors, being able to enter the Two Academies, become an Academician, become the most dazzling existence in the Eastern Han academic world — this temptation is irresistible to every researcher.

It's also the hallowed hall countless people dream of.

But this is very far from Fang Ziye; Fang Ziye can only covet it from afar.

No surgeries today, but surgeries need to be arranged.

Fang Ziye straddled his electric scooter into the cafeteria area.

After eating breakfast with Gu Yi, Fang Ziye went to round on the three newly admitted patients; the Hand Surgery Group side is still Professor Du Donglin rounding himself, Fang Ziye just needs to take a look before surgery.

As this Group Leader, Fang Ziye can't possibly shoulder everything on both sides.

Functional reconstruction surgery is relatively routine; with Fang Ziye there, no one worries!

These are just diseases that are hard to treat outside but routine within the group.

Multiple bone defects are more interesting though — long bone segments throughout the body, segmentally presenting bone defects; the patient paralyzed in bed, eyes dull, like a human-shaped maggot……

"Professor Gong, for this patient with multiple bone defects, before surgical treatment we must meticulously discuss his etiology."

"Just what factor caused such strange bone defects!"

"We're afraid that postoperatively, after we do the reconstruction well, bone resorption or fractures might occur again." Fang Ziye, stepping out from the courtyard, said cautiously with narrowed eyes.

"Professor Fang, Professor Fang and I have discussed this case; recently we don't plan to schedule surgery, and I've already sent his medical records back to our hospital, hoping for more help." Gong Jiahe said.

Gong Jiahe's hospital is Henan Province Zhengda First Affiliated; the hospital scale is huge, patient volume and medical staff numbers are both large.

Professor Gong Jiahe has quite a few friends too.

"Thanks for the trouble, Professor Gong; this patient's surgical treatment isn't difficult, just afraid that after treatment, bone resorption recurs, causing local bone loosening and fragility fractures." Fang Ziye still slightly showed his capability.

This way, it could give Gong Jiahe and the others confidence, and also wouldn't make them feel he was greedy for credit and rushing ahead.

As for the last one, the severe osteomyelitis case, it was truly quite severe.

The femurs and tibias of both lower limbs had all become exceptionally thick and coarse.

Both legs were blood-red, with sinus tracts and sequestra; surgeries had been done twice elsewhere, yet there was nothing to be done, and instead the osteomyelitis symptoms became even more severe...

After finishing the rounds, Fang Ziye's head was buzzing.

Sitting in the office, thinking about the two "strange patients," rubbing his eye sockets, each one was a thing that would kill a lot of brain cells!

However, finally, after Fang Ziye's phone rang, Fang Ziye got a piece of good news!

"Ziye, come to the animal lab, Teacher Liao and I are both here."

"We're just planning to do the MRI scan." Nie Mingxian's voice was fairly steady, yet also excited.

Fang Ziye heard this, froze for a moment, incredulous: "Today is the 4th, right? I didn't transmigrate and miss a few days, did I?"

"Right, you didn't mishear, today is indeed the 4th."

"Our Comrade Liao, like a urine collapse, just started handling it." Nie Mingxian spoke extremely, extremely meanly...

That pervert Liao Jia, perhaps stimulated, so in two days' time, he preliminarily established the osteosarcoma and synovial sarcoma models.

Now planning to do the MRI scan, Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia had Fang Ziye go collect data.

"Good! I'm coming right away." Fang Ziye heard this, and his spirit immediately shook with vigor.

Finally a bit of good news!

He had already quieted down for this long, it was time to stir up some movement.

Dragon hidden in water, phoenix concealed in forest, once they rise in a day, it must be the peak of the present world...

This peak, compared to severe injury reconstruction and functional reconstruction surgery such purely clinical techniques, will surely be more meaningful, with greater and wider influence!

Fang Ziye stood up, his face full of joy!

Just as he walked up to Professor Gong Jiahe, who was discussing with Professor Fang Zhikuan how to anti-infection that osteomyelitis patient, he laughed and said: "Group Leader Fang, you're smiling so much your mouth is almost biting your ears."

"Go on! You're the Group Leader, don't ask me for leave."

"Forgive these old bones, you're the one managing me." He pressed his hands together, face full of smiles as he begged for mercy.

Everyone laughed.

As a Group Leader, one must have the bearing of a Group Leader.

Not being a Group Leader anymore, one must also have the bearing of not being a Group Leader.

(Chapter End)