Chapter 593

Fang Ziye remained silent in response.

After Director Lan Juan and Director Wang Bin exchanged a glance, Song Libo cautiously explained, "Professor Fang, if the outcome of the handling affects you, Professor Fang, we won't sit idly by either."

"It's just that after going around in a circle, Professor Fang, you haven't been delayed in the slightest."

The sanatorium wields considerable power, and its network of connections reaches very high up, but it depends on what the matter is, whether it's worth them using such a network.

The sanatorium is a very realistic place; it treats you well only if your existence is useful to it.

But it also won't, just because of your existence, directly 'wrap up' everyone connected to you!

"Thank you, Director Wang and Director Lan." Fang Ziye thanked them first.

"You must have also put some thought into the matter of my student status, right?"

Fang Ziye knew that with his current Jianghu status, it was impossible to cross this cliff 'safe and sound'; someone must have secretly helped by setting up a cloud ladder.

Fang Ziye's own lightness skill wasn't bad either; he borrowed force to leap and land steadily.

Wang Bin said, "Professor Fang, the sanatorium really can't casually owe favors for this matter; the blacksmith needs hard iron himself, and Professor Fang, your own energy is immense."

"We merely threaded the needle and drew the line; we didn't exert much effort."

"It's like this: if Professor Fang wants to ask for leave, I've already given Dean Zheng and Dean Chen a heads-up in advance; Professor Fang, you can go anytime."

Luo Tingzhu turned her head to look at Fang Ziye, meaning whether to go to Han City together.

Fang Ziye shook his head instead: "Director Wang, no need. I'm not going back."

"Even if I go back, I'm a person of low status and little influence."

The main matters Deng Yong is involved in aren't just his own; the one currently exerting effort to fish people out is Master Li Guohua; even if Fang Ziye goes back now, he might not necessarily see his own teacher.

The more important thing is to first straighten out the threads of this matter and figure out exactly which node went wrong.

Presumably someone has already gone to contact that 'buddy' at Xiangya Second Hospital to understand what exactly he encountered, and why, after nearly a year, he jumped out to file a real-name report...

It's not that he can't report; he certainly can report. Real-name reporting bears legal responsibility; as long as the other party isn't a complete idiot, they wouldn't randomly frame people.

"Senior Brother, you're not going back?" After parting with Lan Juan and Wang Bin, Luo Tingzhu was quite puzzled.

"Not going back for now. I'll rush back when Master contacts me."

"Communications are very developed now; even from here, we can get the latest progress on the matter at the first time." Fang Ziye said.

Today, Fang Ziye still has a very important surgery: the Hand Surgery patient with chronic osteomyelitis and systemic metastasis, planned for a 'break down the whole into parts' 'palliative' surgery.

Neither the surgical method nor the name of this surgery can be defined by Fang Ziye.

The effect of this surgery, for now, is just treating a dead horse as a living one.

Nie Mingxian will also come over later; even if he doesn't perform the specific operation, he must control the overall situation.

If he goes back, he has to wait until after the surgery ends.

After Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu each took a shower, they went separately to different canteens.

"Director Fang..."

"Director Fang..."

When Fang Ziye arrived, many people greeted him, obviously very concerned about his condition.

"Professor Fang, Brother Qu, you worked hard last night." Fang Ziye looked at the two and spoke with a smile.

Qu Shuyuan shook his head upon hearing this: "No, no. Yesterday I just covered Gu Yi's shift for an hour; Gu Yi came back and took over."

Last night's matter blew up big; Gu Yi even wrestled with Mei Longhu from the Spine Surgery Group into the police station, and Gu Yi coincidentally got the recording.

People in the sanatorium can't possibly not know the ins and outs of this matter.

Therefore, many people cast concerned gazes at Fang Ziye.

Qu Shuyuan and Fang Zhikuan had both finished breakfast and were about to leave the canteen; Gu Yi was still eating dry noodles with his head down in the distance, but he had already seen Fang Ziye, just didn't politely come over to greet him.

"That was also hard on you, Brother Qu. I'll go eat first..." Fang Ziye pointed in Gu Yi's direction.

"Sure!" The two nodded and passed by Fang Ziye.

Fang Zhikuan added: "Director Fang, if you have matters to handle, send a message in the group chat, so as not to disturb you."

On the surface, Fang Ziye is handling family matters; underneath, he's handling the relationship between Peking Union Medical College Hospital Spine Surgery and Zhongnan Hospital Trauma Surgery.

Whether it's said or not, Mei Longhu just had a conflict with Gu Yi last night and left evidence; that same night Deng Yong was taken away for investigation.

It's absolutely impossible for Peking Union Medical College Hospital's Spine Surgery to have no one in the know about this matter.

It mainly depends on how much Peking Union's people specifically participated, whether they were the main 'driving force'.

After Fang Ziye picked up his plate and sat opposite Gu Yi, Gu Yi said in a low voice: "There's no definite news from the teacher's side at home, but it seems you, Ziye, have no small trouble."

"Senior Brother, I already know. The Hubei Provincial Health Commission wants to suspend my practice rights for three months, right? This matter has already been resolved."

"As for getting the graduation certificate and degree certificate, if I don't get them, I don't; anyway, it doesn't affect other promotions."

"Last night, did Qi Ge come find you to chat?" Fang Ziye asked.

Right now, the more information points, the better.

Gu Yi's eyelids fluttered rapidly, then he said in a low voice: "The person who real-name reported Master is from Chi City, named Tian Songlin."

"Ordinary name, very handsome. Chi City is a city under our Hubei Province; he originally planned to come work in Han City."

"Last year, the Provincial People's Hospital didn't recruit. Peking Union recruited one, but ran into Jin Hongzhong from Hand Surgery; Jin Hongzhong's ideas were too crooked, so Tian Songlin couldn't get in."

"Tongji Hospital's two slots: one was Chen Tailin from Trauma Surgery, one was Liao Jingwei from Joint Surgery."

"These people are all tough nuts; Tian Songlin didn't beat them."

"But he seems to have accepted these people; just a bit unconvinced about Wang Yuanqi..."

Fang Ziye's brow tightened: "Any more specific details? For example, what exactly was the format of our hospital's recruitment assessment last year?"

As far as Fang Ziye knew, the hospital's Personnel Department had signed a contract with him in advance; this slot was confirmed, going through the top-tier talent introduction.

No public recruitment.

So last year's two quotas were reduced to just one, and even that remaining quota still fell into Wang Yuanqi's pocket, causing the others in the subspecialties to miss out.

Zhongnan Hospital's Orthopedics Department is very strong, so its inclusiveness is also strong; it doesn't restrict subspecialties — as long as you have the personal capability and comprehensive strength, they can find a positioning and landing spot for you.

"Supposedly, unofficially, Professor Du Xinzhan's student, Dong Ge, only lacked one high-score co-authored paper compared to Wang Yuanqi! Wang Yuanqi won by a slight advantage."

"However, Tian Songlin's paper had greater depth than Wang Yuanqi's, but he seems to have missed the material review deadline; as for the specific reason, I haven't obtained a more detailed file."

"But this reason actually doesn't hold water; if he really had delayed the material submission time, the hospital would have responded directly long ago..." Gu Yi said.

Deng Yong really isn't a good person!

Even though Deng Yong was his own teacher, upon hearing Gu Yi's words, Fang Ziye instinctively had these words emerge from the depths of his heart.

During the doctoral assessment, Deng Yong directly called Song Yi and used various reasons to guide him into attempting the 'Special Professional Technical Plan', fighting for a sliver of opportunity for Li Yuanpei.

Song Yi, knowing the truth, resolutely and decisively flipped the table after breaking through!

"I'm not coming to this Zhongnan Hospital anymore; it's not that I can't come, but that I don't want to come anymore."

Song Yi could have simply not come, but he came specifically to 'vent'.

This time, if Deng Yong really did tamper with Tian Songlin's material submission deadline, Fang Ziye himself wouldn't know how to evaluate this Master...

He treats him very well, the kind of good that would bleed for him, indulgent, doting.

But this kind of personality won't go far!

Once, during exchanges with Fang Ziye, the two Old Academicians gave him a reminder: he must act cautiously, not leave any openings, and not take desperate risks.

Some things, the experience accompanies you for a lifetime.

Only, by the time the two Old Academicians spoke, Fang Ziye had already graduated early and was doing clinical research, so the two only gave guidance targeting Fang Ziye's clinical research.

Fang Ziye thus mastered the "Golden Bell Shield", impenetrable.

But in reality, even though Fang Ziye is an insider at Zhongnan Hospital, he still has to admit that certain structures inside the hospital are not perfect enough.

"What about Tian Songlin's demands?" Fang Ziye asked.

This might be the key to resolving the situation.

"The other party has no demands; they just real-name reported the unfairness of this matter. They left after reporting — purely a thankless task."

Gu Yi spoke and put down his chopsticks: "It is precisely for this reason that handling it is even more troublesome."

Tian Songlin has already joined Xiangya Second Hospital's Orthopedics Department; this platform is better than Zhongnan Hospital. Now even if Zhongnan Hospital invites him back, the other party might not necessarily agree.

"It looks like a thankless task, but it might not actually be doing a thankless task."

"People nowadays are getting smarter and smarter; even conspiracy tactics have transformed into open and aboveboard methods."

"Tian Songlin knew long ago there was something fishy in here; it's just that no profit, no early rise — now there's profit, so he rose early! And he even returned to a place he'd been before, and pissed again, leaving a scent for people to come find him! ~" Fang Ziye said.

"In a bit I'll see if I can pull some connections to get Tian Songlin's contact information and ask clearly what exactly he wants to do."

Gu Yi heard this and said: "The Director of Trauma Surgery at Xiangya Second Hospital is surnamed Song, named Song Kaiye; Ziye, you check if you have his contact info."

"Might not be useful, but it's a method."

Fang Ziye had previously added many friends' contacts.

However, actually finding the contact info is useless too; Li Guohua and the others can very easily get Professor Song Kaiye's contact information!

Currently the matter has no substantive progress; this path might not be easy to get through.

"Mm, I'll look." Fang Ziye had already checked last night, but disturbing someone late at night wasn't very convenient.

The main thing is Fang Ziye isn't familiar with the other party.

While eating, Fang Ziye edited a message to Professor Song Kaiye, the content polite.

After Fang Ziye finished rounds on patients and was preparing to enter the operating room, he received a reply.

Professor Song Kaiye of Xiangya Second Hospital: "Professor Fang, I've already communicated with Tian Songlin privately, and he agreed to let me pass his contact info to you."

"However, this is Tian Songlin's private matter, I shouldn't intervene! ~"

Song Kaiye's explanation was rather cold, which is only human nature.

Even Song Kaiye leans more toward standing on Tian Songlin's side, because Tian Songlin is closer to him.

You already made Tian Songlin extremely unhappy, and you still won't let Tian Songlin have his satisfaction alone?

"Professor Du, Director Nie, you go to the operating room first for pre-op preparation; I'll make a call and be there soon." Fang Ziye said this in the changing room.

Du Donglin knew Fang Ziye was very busy now, so he nodded: "Okay, Group Leader Fang; before we open the room, we'll send a message to notify you."

After speaking, Du Donglin and Nie Mingxian and the others headed toward the operating room.

Fang Ziye familiarized himself with the prepared wording for two minutes again, then chose to call Tian Songlin.

"Hello, is this Doctor Tian?"

"Hello Doctor Tian, I'm Fang Ziye from Hanzhong Nan Hospital; very sorry to rashly disturb you..."

Ten minutes later, Fang Ziye hung up the phone with a tightly furrowed brow.

Tian Songlin was polite, yet also not polite.

On the phone, Tian Songlin directly stated that his material submission time had no problem; there was email send time as proof.

Email send time is the internationally recognized submission time! It's also the relatively most standard communication method in international exchanges.

Currently all kinds of academic invitations, academic paper submissions and feedback, are all conducted via email.

Tian Songlin's demands are nearly non-existent — he just wants to find a reason, a reason that will convince him.

Fang Ziye's chat with Tian Songlin ended on bad terms, because Tian Songlin chose to real-name report; even if he now wants to unilaterally withdraw it, it's a very difficult thing.

However, the chat with Tian Songlin wasn't completely without harvest!

"Jingdu..." Fang Ziye murmured in a low voice.

Tian Songlin certainly wouldn't say it directly, but a place was mentioned in his words.

When Tian Songlin and Fang Ziye exchanged pleasantries, Tian Songlin deliberately pointed out that he had previously gone to Jingdu to attend an academic conference.

The content of the two men's chat was extremely sensitive; unless Tian Songlin wanted to completely spout nonsense to fob off Fang Ziye, it would be impossible to bring this matter into their conversation.

However, Fang Ziye hadn't thought for very long.

Professor Li's call came directly.

"Ziye, you don't need to think too much."

"A dog can't change its habit of eating shit!" This was Li Guohua cursing.

Li Guohua was Deng Yong's teacher, his Person of Gratitude; Deng Yong was single-handedly promoted by Li Guohua. Deng Yong's current achievements, this whole body of skill, are inseparable from Li Guohua's patronage.

So Li Guohua cursed so vilely that even if Deng Yong's parents stood opposite, they would have to be polite.

Parents give the first life, letting you live.

A Benefactor grants you a second life, letting you live better; this kindness is not less than that of the person who gave you the first life.

"Master... this is?"

"Please don't get angry first." Fang Ziye wanted to soothe him a few sentences.

"Fang Ziye, you tell me how I cannot be angry?"

"How can I not be angry? Dare I say I've lived up to him, and he's lived up to me?" After Li Guohua vented hysterically for a few sentences, he unilaterally hung up the phone.

Perhaps Li Guohua wasn't explaining to Fang Ziye at all; he purely wanted to find a place to vent.

Old Professor Li, this lifetime also counts as having no regrets.

He was much luckier than Dong Yaohui; at the time of retirement, Old Professor Li was still at his peak.

Disciple Deng Yong also lived up to expectations, had good talent, could vie for Hubei Province's Trauma Surgery number one; his future achievements might be even higher than Li Guohua's.

Zhongnan Hospital's Orthopedics Department, in their generation's hands, was brought to a top-three provincial ranking.

The previous Zhongnan Hospital was merely Hubei Medical University's Affiliated Hospital...

Li Guohua now doesn't hope for much more achievement; he just hopes his students can completely inherit his philosophy, pass down his techniques and thinking.

Li Guohua did this too, cultivated a Deng Yong.

But this Deng Yong just specializes in not listening to advice!

Internal elders had knocked sense into him once before; no bones broken. This time it's good, an outsider struck to teach a lesson; if he doesn't die he'll shed a layer of skin!

Fang Ziye: "..."

Deng Yong admitted it; the evidence is ironclad.

So, who exactly is "manipulating things behind the scenes" is no longer important; what's important is that Deng Yong himself cannot stand firm.

The disposition hasn't come out yet, but Deng Yong's hard-won positions as Trauma Surgery Administrative Director and General Surgery Department Chief Director — he probably won't keep them; being able to retire with Group Leader Professor treatment in Trauma Surgery would be his final destination...

This is Fang Ziye's speculation.

What Distinguished Youth, what Changjiang — they won't have a single cent's relation to Deng Yong anymore, because the hospital internally, Han City University internally, won't support such a person.

Raising a tiger invites disaster; afterwards, if not blowing up Orthopedics, then blowing up Zhongnan Hospital, blowing up Han City University?

The surgical operation was very successful!

Du Donglin was very excited; Nie Mingxian's hands also trembled slightly, gaze piercing and wandering, heart very happy.

The Hand Surgery crowd all wore expressions of joy.

It's just everyone was trying very hard to suppress their emotions, because Fang Ziye right now wore a dead man's face.

After assisting Nie Mingxian to complete the final catheter placement surgery, he stepped down, sat by the Timing Panel, as if everyone owed him several million.

"Group Leader Fang, the surgery ends just like this?" Du Donglin pressed down his inner excitement, made his tone stable.

Inside he was suffering terribly.

"Brother, we ran to the King of Hell's doorstep to negotiate with the King of Hell, very likely snatched back a person!"

"This should be the greatest luck, what's the meaning of that expression of yours?"

"Mhm~" Fang Ziye nodded, thoughts floating.

"Professor Du, the second surgery isn't difficult; you and Professor Ye and a few others can handle it; I'm leaving first." Fang Ziye for the first time put on Group Leader airs, walked toward outside the operating room.

This is still simple diabetic foot defect, currently a disease type within the routine range of both Hand Surgery and Burn Department specialties, an object for Hand Surgery crowd to practice on.

"Okay~" Du Donglin nodded woodenly, seeing off the evil spirit.

Once Fang Ziye left, Du Donglin only then relaxed a breath, looked at Director Nie and Ye Fusheng and Yao Zhanzhong beside him: "Director Nie, Professor Ye, Professor Yao, we succeeded the first step."

"If we can also succeed the second and third steps, this will be a very shocking case material, and can provide new thinking for super difficult complex infection treatment."

The second step is the whole-body infection being controlled; the third step is chronic osteomyelitis best being controlled.

Nie Mingxian said: "Today Professor Fang's mood isn't too good!"

"He doesn't go out, I'm too embarrassed to be happy!"

Du Donglin said: "Hehe, yeah."

"People who don't know would think we did some petty thieving thing, even smiles have to be this restrained."

Then said: "Han Zhiliang, Han Hongquan, you two must personally guard this patient, keep guarding until his symptoms improve, or until it's confirmed completely ineffective."

"We will, Professor Du."

"Any situation will be reported to you at the First Time." Han Zhiliang and Han Hongquan both nodded, expressions serious.

This patient's difficulty coefficient is "Yangyuan" super-standard level.

He was forcibly admitted for "end-of-life care"; no one said to cure him. The Yangyuan said when he just came in, this patient doesn't count in the treatment failure rate scope.

Such a patient cured can equal at least five task volumes.

Equivalent to treating five patients.

Nothing else, because everyone has already declared his "death", just hasn't confirmed time of death!

In a chronic waiting-to-die state "useless person".

Being able to participate in such treatments a few times in a lifetime, the joy of the doctor profession has already sunk deep within.

Everyone laughed.

……

When Fang Ziye came out of the operating room, quite a few messages had arrived on WeChat.

Currently, although Zhongnan Hospital and Han City University have not issued official handling documents, the preliminary private handling results are already in place!

Fang Ziye is confirmed to be implicated.

Wang Yuanqi is also implicated!

"Fang Ziye's early graduation application for his doctorate has procedural improprieties and needs to be reapplied for; Fang Ziye's doctoral thesis defense content is substantial, has already met the standards and requirements of a professional doctorate, the defense content is complete, the defense procedures and the establishment standards of the defense committee are approved."

"Re-determine Fang Ziye's doctoral graduation time; working years shall be based on the graduation time! ~"

"Cancel the already issued social security……"

There is an impact, but not a big one; it just means Fang Ziye has one less year of seniority and paid one less year of social security, that's all.

No one said Fang Ziye has to return his salary either, because Fang Ziye currently carries considerable weight in his position within Zhongnan Hospital's surgical system!

Pressuring Fang Ziye with a knife is forcing Fang Ziye to quit and run, creating an even more "perverted" deformed fruit than Liu Huanglong.

No one would do that.

As for the handling of Deng Yong, it's comparatively larger.

The content is very long; summarized it can be as follows:

Han City University Second Clinical College's punishment is: "Trauma Surgery Administrative Director Deng Yong, during his tenure, abused power, used authority for private gain, is removed from current post, given severe intra-party warning punishment and administrative demerit recording, professor rank demoted to associate professor." (No typos)

Zhongnan Hospital's punishment is: "Remove Deng Yong from the Trauma Surgery Administrative Director position, deduct one year of performance pay, professional technical post grade lowered from level three to level four!"

"Give Orthopedics Professor Du Xinzhan severe intra-party warning punishment! ~"

Wang Yuanqi was directly dismissed and expelled! ~

The Deputy Directors of Zhongnan Hospital Graduate School and Han City University Graduate School's Student Status Management Office were all punished to varying degrees.

Fang Ziye finished reading, rubbed his eye sockets hard.

It's true that Deng Yong forcibly crossed the Graduate School's red-headed documents for him to apply for early graduation; it's also true that Deng Yong arranged recruitment and hospital retention for Wang Yuanqi.

Deng Yong really treated everyone equally, didn't favor Li Yuanpei and Wang Yuanqi, and similarly "privately opened" a shortcut for him, Fang Ziye.

Han City University has red-headed documents regarding early graduation applications for doctoral and master's students, written in black and white right there!

This has already given convenience; no one can violate this principle, not even Fang Ziye! ~

This kind of thing is a time bomb; when no one's watching you, you're happy and carefree, but once someone pokes you, you can't stand firm and will collapse directly!

Fang Ziye finally got through to Deng Yong on the phone.

"Master? Is there still room for maneuver?" Fang Ziye's first sentence wasn't blame, but thinking of solving the problem.

"Afraid not; this matter, the Ministry of Education even sent people personally!"

"Our Han City University is directly under the Ministry of Education." Deng Yong replied.

"Tian Songlin reported to the Ministry of Education? And it was accepted this fast?" Fang Ziye was stunned upon hearing this.

Han City University is directly under the Ministry of Education and can directly manage and handle it; even if Hubei Provincial Education Department leaders step in, it's useless!

"Shouldn't be." Deng Yong's tone was bleak.

"I also don't know the specific reason."

"Our Zhongnan Hospital is subordinate to the Hubei Provincial Health Commission, our hospital's recruitment is handled by Hubei Human Resources and Social Security, these two things intertwined." Deng Yong said.

He dug very thoroughly, and also dug up some inexplicable things.

The evidence chain is solid; there is fundamentally no room for maneuver left.

"But it doesn't matter, Ziye, just right, now I'll go be a director in the lab, no more clinical bonds." Deng Yong said with suffering joy.

Deng Yong is naturally a talent; the things he did certainly had errors, but haven't reached the point of "irredeemable"; currently, no economic corruption is involved.

So, his clinical professional post was revoked, but he's still an associate professor; the lab side can still continue to hang around; perhaps in a few years Deng Yong can make a comeback, but that's a later matter.

"Ziye, thank you! ~" Deng Yong even thanked Fang Ziye.

If it weren't for Fang Ziye bringing so much foundation to the team, Han City University and Zhongnan Hospital might not have desperately protected Deng Yong!

"Master, why thank me? I suspect this matter still has some intricate connections with me."

"Should be me who owes Master you." Fang Ziye said speculatively.

"Not important anymore." Deng Yong said.

"The source doesn't matter anymore; that Tian Songlin's teacher, and Fudan's Graduate School all stepped in; our school must give them an explanation."

"Otherwise, if this matter continues to deadlock, it might cause disputes between schools, making it even harder to settle."

"Ziye, let this matter end here; you also don't keep thinking of any more solutions."

"Master, I calmly accept this result." Deng Yong's tone had a bit of lingering fear.

Inside this, there might be involvement of even bigger bigwigs, like Han City University's vice presidents and Fudan's vice presidents and such ranks of people talking to him!

Such people are either big crocodiles in administration, or absolute bigwigs in the research world.

Han City University's president and vice presidents are mostly academicians holding concurrent posts.

Fang Ziye fell silent……

"Ziye, that's it for now, I'll hang up first."

"I also have to go find my master to apologize with thorns on my back." Deng Yong said, tone careful like a child.

Fang Ziye: "……"

……

In a blink, ten days later arrived.

All matters have already settled; Fang Ziye's side suffered no impact whatsoever.

Do surgery when surgery should be done, do research when research should be done.

Most importantly, that chronic osteomyelitis patient has already undergone a second surgery, had the bilateral upper limbs' microcirculation instruments removed, and his mental state is currently rapidly reviving.

"Professor Fang! ~ Professor Fang... Professor Du..." His mouth trembled slightly, the crystalline light in his eyes constantly flickering, looking at everyone.

"Me? I... I really, can not..."

"Not wait to die? You all look!"

"See clearly?" The man could not stay calm, his voice trembling, words not stuttering at all.

Wait to die, spoken simply, is just two characters.

But for the person involved, it is falling into the despair of the abyss.

Wait to die!

He had already made his farewells with his family, seen his relatives and friends for the last time, even his own coffin was prepared!

He is not even forty years old this year!

His child is not old, even his former former leader, and some leaders from the retired veteran management office, all came to visit him, and the education bureau leaders from his location also came to visit, all guaranteeing that his child's future school tuition would be nothing to worry about.

He had already exhausted all retreat routes...

But he doesn't want to die?

Who would want to die?

He previously even wanted to keep both legs, just wanting to live on properly.

"If there are no other accidents, it should be like this, all your body's functional indicators are currently improving."

"Even if your osteomyelitis is controlled properly, both your legs can be saved! ~" Du Donglin said.

"Can I amputate now? Is it still in time?" The patient immediately changed his tune.

Saliva droplets flying: "I won't save them, don't save them!"

Facing life and death separation, not being able to stand up might not be that important either, the previous him was just too obsessed.

Fang Ziye said: "Old brother, give you a hope, also give us an opportunity, the current situation is all improving."

"We don't recommend you amputate now, do you really insist on amputating?"

"You've passed so many checkpoints before?" Fang Ziye smiled and suggested.

"I..."

"Really... can it?" The patient found it hard to believe.

At this time, the patient's family member spoke: "You just don't speak, listen to Professor Fang, Professor Fang is professional, has his own evaluation."

"If he recommends we amputate, this time we absolutely won't hesitate! ~" She held her husband's hand, looking at his emaciated face now with a trace of rosy color, she who had wept with joy many times, was still very moved.

"Mm, good! ~"

"Thank you, thank you all." The patient nodded, in the prime of life yet still looking like a dying old man, only his vitality was many times better than before.

"Rest well, properly look forward to the future, think how happy your child would be knowing this news, and your parents." After Fang Ziye said this, he turned and left, no longer struggling.

Everyone left, faces wearing smiles.

The patient and family, immediately called their family at home, reporting the good news.

"It's true, it's true, Professor Fang said so."

"Right, it's Professor Fang who saved his life, saying both legs can also be saved, this is an immortal descending to earth..."

"Good..."

After leaving the courtyard, Du Donglin, unable to hide his smile, said in high spirits: "Group Leader Fang, next week, our group is going to carry out standardized limb salvage surgery for diabetic foot! ~"

"This weekend, want to discuss together?"

"Last week Group Leader Fang you gave all your time to Trauma Surgery, this is a bit biased." Du Donglin, face full of smiles, acting jealous! ~

Fang Ziye said: "Professor Du, one side at a time!"

"We not only have to catch fish, but also learn how to fish."

"Our Hand Surgery Group, strong in manpower, even if not working together in the future, can still do remote exchange and cooperation, after all this project cannot be operated through in a short time."

"So, walk the research planning route more meticulously, push step by step, and every step, must sort out the thinking clearly."

"Especially the two Han brothers, I feel they've progressed a lot, now they've already started forming their own thinking patterns based on existing literature and preoperative clinical results, this is a very good start."

Du Donglin smiled and said: "As expected, everyone says Professor Fang you love teaching, this is truly loving it! ~"

"Han Zhiliang, I feel you calling Group Leader Fang 'teacher' in private is not excessive, this kind of top-tier project thinking deduction, he's willing to take you step by step, this is probably something your original director and teachers never did, right?"

The three professors are already old in years, thinking rigidified.

But Han Hongquan and Han Zhiliang are still young.

"Group Leader Fang said calling Ziye is more intimate, we also feel it's about the same, teacher is also teacher." The two expressed their stance.

In the process of following Fang Ziye pushing the meticulous line sorting of the diabetic foot limb salvage surgery clinical project, the things Fang Ziye fed them were really too many!

This is not less than a teacher's 'bestowal of teaching'!

Today is March 15th, Friday!

After Fang Ziye finished rounds with the Hand Surgery Group, he finally met up with Professor Fang Zhikuan and the Trauma Surgery Group people.

Both groups had no surgery arrangements, the Trauma Surgery Group had been idle for nearly seven or eight days before finally starting to admit bone defect patients again.

"Group Leader Fang, we've already discussed the several cases to be accepted, the discussion content is all in the group chat, Group Leader Fang you review once, if no problem we'll finalize it like this."

"Regarding the personalized prosthesis reorganization project, we've also made some progress, this week?" Fang Zhikuan wants to snatch people.

"This week won't work, Professor Du already reserved it, I agreed last week."

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Professor Wu works, Professor Wu you all can discuss on your own! ~"

Wu Xuanqi said, "Our self-discussion and the discussion you participated in, Group Leader Fang, have completely different bottom-level logic!"

"But it's understandable — capable people do more work."

Wu Xuanqi wasn't jealous, because he had also inserted himself into Hand Surgery's clinical projects.

Wu Xuanqi's learning speed was very fast; Fang Ziye felt that Wu Xuanqi's basic research theory was almost at Level 5!

This 'cluster growth' Wu Xuanqi had only been here for half a month, and Fang Ziye estimated he had gained at least 100 proficiency points — truly didn't know how he managed it.

This kind of speed looked even more horrifying than Lan Tianluo's.

However, it seemed Wu Xuanqi was fast at first then slow; he had slowed down in recent days, while Lan Tianluo was comparatively steady.

Fang Zhikuan suddenly asked, "Group Leader Fang, should our group take on a 'palliative' disease type that's forcibly arranged for admission?"

Fang Zhikuan was devoted to clinical work, so he hoped more to do what Du Donglin's group did — snatching people from Yama's hall — rather than doing research.

"Professor Fang, this kind of thing can only be chanced upon, not sought; next time you might really have to bid farewell to the patient's body." Fang Ziye shook his head.

"Can't be forced! ~"

"That's it for today; I'll go watch a surgery in Hand Surgery, then I can enjoy the weekend." Fang Ziye interlaced his fingers atop his head, relaxing his upper body!

In the afternoon, Fang Ziye had just come out of the operating room.

A message feedback directly pulled Fang Ziye's thoughts back to Master Deng Yong's incident, Zhongnan Hospital Trauma Surgery's "3.5 Incident"!

After the handling results came out, Fang Ziye was still inquiring from multiple sides; currently, he had found a most likely "pathway"!

The cause of this matter was a bit fantastical!

A certain big shot's young lady in Jingdu accidentally entered the medical field; currently only thirty years old, she was already an Associate Professor rank, leading a relatively major project under her supervising teacher's 'name'.

Just as it was about to reach project completion, the 'young lady's' completion task was announced as delayed; the 'young lady' was in a bad mood, went home and complained a few sentences to her grandpa and grandma.

The 'precious granddaughter's' bad mood — this was a big thing; after indirectly finding out the reason for the 'granddaughter's' unhappiness.

A certain old grandpa had a whim, phoned his son, asked him to help solve the precious granddaughter's 'worries' — that is, to make 'Fang Ziye' quickly produce the standard plan for the pushed-flat project, so she could complete project completion early, finish the preoperative research accumulation.

Modern people's methods are comparatively clever.

Especially those in important positions, mostly establish themselves through open strategies; conspiracies, tricks, simple power-money transactions — naturally wouldn't be lightly carried out.

Pulled up Fang Ziye's resume, directly noticed a key node.

Oh, good fellow, graduated Master's two years ago, graduated Doctor last year.

Isn't this a crack delivered to the door? Poked lightly inside again, originally thought Fang Ziye would be suspended from practice, forced to do research...

Result: Fang Ziye's professional practice license, even the National Health Commission couldn't touch it; had to go into the military medical system.

But in the military medical system, his connections weren't as solid as the sanatorium's.

So it ended without resolution.

The other side also made phone inquiries several times, were directly ignored; then information transmitted, layer by layer, reached Fang Ziye here — now it was Director Song Libo sending Fang Ziye the final layer of feedback.

The story reflected into reality.

The cause was the young lady's one sentence of 'grumbling'; Fang Ziye's teacher, Wang Yuanqi, all became sacrificial offerings to coax her happy — perhaps in the end she still wasn't happy...

(Chapter End)