Chapter 615: How Could the Delicate Body Tremble? (Asking for Subscriptions)

"Professor Lin, Professor Li has already agreed to come to our sanatorium? When did this happen?"

When Fang Ziye heard Professor Lin Qiaoshan tell him the news that Professor Li Yongjun would soon be coming to the sanatorium, his face was full of excitement: "When is Professor Li coming?"

"Does that mean Professor Li gets the Surgical Group Leader position as soon as he arrives? That would be wonderful! ~"

Professor Lin Qiaoshan looked at Fang Ziye's excited expression, his eyeballs rolling a full three circles: "Group Leader Fang, are you really uninterested in this Group Leader position or just pretending?"

"Does the Group Leader position come with benefits?" Lin Qiaoshan's voice was slightly lower; as he led Fang Ziye toward the Administrative Office Area, he stopped in his tracks.

Being able to work in the sanatorium means benefits; calculated by patients treated, one can reach a group-leading position — for instance, Fang Ziye's current cross-group Group Leader role has higher benefits, at least twenty percent to forty percent higher than ordinary people.

The capable rise, the weak get out.

The Surgical Group Leader position surely has even better benefits, after all the principle is 'the capable do more work'.

"Professor Lin, I really can't handle this Group Leader position, and I've been really busy lately, so I genuinely can't spare the energy."

"I still have to go do surgery in a bit~~" Fang Ziye was dying for someone to come soon and take the Surgical Group Leader position off his hands.

Fang Ziye had too many things to do — things he must do, things he can do, interesting things — he really wasn't very interested in this Group Leader position.

After all, if Fang Ziye were willing, Dean Chen Song could probably give him even more "benefits"!

"Mm, Dean Chen just called me a moment ago and only mentioned this matter; he wants us to go meet Professor Li. As for exactly when Professor Li will start —"

"Then you'll have to go ask Professor Li yourself." Lin Qiaoshan said.

"Thank you, Professor Lin, thank you for your trouble. For this recent period, thank you for your care. Most of the group's affairs have been handled by you; in a bit I'll explain the situation to Dean Chen." Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

He held the "Surgical Group Leader" title yet did not a shred of the Group Leader's work, still enjoying the benefits, while the one 'running errands and doing the work' was Lin Qiaoshan.

This point had better be made clear to Dean Chen Song directly.

Whatever treatment you enjoy, you must fulfill the corresponding obligations.

"Group Leader Fang, there's no need to report these small matters; otherwise Dean Chen might think I have opinions about you." Lin Qiaoshan interrupted.

Lin Qiaoshan had a very good impression of Fang Ziye, because he was a local from Hubei Province, a professor of Hepatobiliary Surgery at the Provincial People's Hospital, and although he wasn't a Director yet.

But he had previously followed Professor Liu of Zhongnan Hospital's Hepatobiliary Surgery — that is, Liu Guo's father.

Lin Qiaoshan had sought out Liu Guo to inquire about Fang Ziye's "movements"; it was truly unavoidable.

Fang Ziye worked together with Liu Guo and Nie Mingxian; because of this connection, he couldn't say too much.

Fang Ziye thought carefully for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, Professor Lin, then when it's convenient I'll privately talk to Dean Chen."

Today's Fang Ziye didn't dare be too reckless.

Fang Ziye had once read novels and watched TV dramas; the most famous one who didn't know his own weight was the 'Dog Bastard' in "The Return of the Condor Heroes".

That was pure childlike innocence, not knowing how formidable he himself was.

Fang Ziye knew full well that whether it was his own teachers or the old professors at his hospital, they all appreciated him quite a lot.

After coming to the sanatorium, because of his cooperative relationship with Chen Guangbai, he understood more of the sanatorium's truth; Fang Ziye was very clear about the consequences of filing a complaint.

Although it might not necessarily cause Professor Lin Qiaoshan to be directly punished, it could still leave a mark on Professor Lin Qiaoshan in Dean Chen Song's heart.

……

After the two arrived at the Medical Affairs Department office in the Administrative Area, they saw Professor Li Yongjun again.

Accompanying him was Director Song Libo of the Logistics Department; Dean Chen Song was also there, and everyone was chatting very happily.

After Fang Ziye and Professor Lin Qiaoshan walked in, only Professor Song Libo stood up.

Lin Qiaoshan didn't dare act big either; after all, Professor Li Yongjun's resume was too rich, his Jianghu status in Vascular Surgery was not something he could compare to.

He quickly followed Director Song Libo to go greet Professor Li Yongjun.

Jianghu status isn't something you can just muddle your way into.

Only an extremely small number of people can muddle their way to this step.

"Professor Li, Dean Chen! ~" After Fang Ziye and Lin Qiaoshan paid their respects to the two again, they then sat down.

Chen Song saw Fang Ziye and then laughed: "Professor Li, this is our sanatorium's Professor Fang, currently Acting Surgical Group Leader, a little monkey, doesn't quite know the rules."

"Trouble Professor Li, after you come, please discipline him more, let him be a Group Leader Assistant for you."

Although Chen Song was smiling and his words were quite 'vicious', the three words 'little monkey' bursting from an old man's mouth weren't scolding at all.

This means extraordinary attention and gratification.

Lin Qiaoshan originally didn't like to smile much; hearing this, Professor Li Yongjun also nodded solemnly: "One would think Professor Fang is quite cherished and protected by Dean Chen?"

Li Yongjun didn't even use the two words 'appreciation', but directly said 'cherish and protect'.

"After all he's a local; who knows, a few hundred years ago they might still have been relatives." Chen Song said casually, then continued.

"Professor Li, didn't you say you wanted to give Professor Fang some opinions?"

"I'm right here; you speak boldly. As long as Professor Li you're willing to come to our sanatorium, anything you need Professor Fang to help with or make use of him for, I'll do the ideological work."

Fang Ziye: "……"

Expression unmoved, but inside he mischievously cursed silently.

A senior says one word, and the little guy runs his legs off, is that it?

But Fang Ziye also didn't refuse to give Dean Chen Song face, so he didn't say any words of refusal or argument.

Li Yongjun said: "Dean Chen, my request is actually very simple — just that after I come to the sanatorium, Professor Fang joins my research group as a Visiting Professor."

"As for specific tasks and mandatory requirements, there aren't any! ~"

Li Yongjun not mentioning conditions makes it very obvious he wants even more.

Chen Song glanced at Fang Ziye: "Professor Fang, what's your opinion? Professor Li insists on naming you, making you a Visiting Professor in his team."

Fang Ziye placed both hands flat on his knees: "Thank you for Professor Li's kindness; it would be impolite to decline."

"Hope there can be an opportunity to learn from you, Teacher Li."

After Li Yongjun comes to the sanatorium, he will surely be a great help to it; moreover, some research projects I'm carrying out might go even better with Nie Mingxian and Professor Li Yongjun both there.

Once Li Yongjun arrives, Nie Mingxian probably won't run off on errands anymore.

There's no harm in it either.

As for cooperation, cooperating with anyone is still cooperation; cooperation is about mutual willingness, and Fang Ziye would never let Li Yongjun manipulate him into being an absolute lapdog.

"Professor Li, since Professor Fang agreed, I'll take it that you're serious too! ~"

"Then, on behalf of Enshi Yangyuan, I welcome Professor Li's joining; you've built an even thicker fortress for our sanatorium's surgery department." Chen Song also went with the flow, not standing on ceremony with Li Yongjun at all.

Li Yongjun didn't raise any other demands either; with that, the negotiation was effectively over.

However, Li Yongjun added, "Dean Chen, Professor Lin, Director Song, may I have a private word with Professor Fang?"

Chen Song didn't respond, but Lin Qiaoshan said, "Professor Li, Professor Fang has a surgery scheduled today — a severe diabetic foot limb salvage surgery — so Professor Fang definitely still needs to go to the OR."

"That's fine, I'll just go to the OR with Professor Fang."

"Perfect, I've had contact with diabetic foot cases before, and I'm quite curious how Professor Fang plans to perform limb salvage surgery on a patient with severe diabetic foot soft tissue necrosis."

After Li Yongjun finished, he looked at Chen Song and said, "Dean Chen, please rest assured, I definitely won't bully Professor Fang."

"Then you two talk shop; I'm a layman so I won't meddle." Chen Song nodded and left.

The follow-up procedures for Li Yongjun's transfer would naturally be handled by Song Libo and the Office staff; he didn't need to waste any more energy.

The sanatorium's administration specializes in these matters.

……

Professor Lin Qiaoshan also had a surgery scheduled, so he rushed to the OR at the first opportunity.

April's weather had already turned warm; the mountain breeze was fresh, the birdsong crisp and beautiful.

The shadows of the small bamboos along the path slanted down, forming mottled shadows on the ground, crushed underfoot by Fang Ziye and Li Yongjun.

Fang Ziye spoke first: "Professor Li, after you mentioned it last time, I specially made time to study the pathogenesis of ALS."

"To be honest, Professor Li, this direction is too difficult; currently there are basically no leads or viable directions to pursue."

"So, if Professor Li wants to talk to me about this, it might leave you very disappointed."

Li Yongjun said, "Who wants to talk to you about that?"

"I want to ask you, Professor Fang — that minimally invasive interventional surgery for orthopedic tumors you and Nie Mingxian are pursuing together — is there something fishy about it?"

"Is this direction feasible?"

Huh? Fang Ziye froze inwardly.

This was the bait I threw to Nie Mingxian; now not only did I hook Nie Mingxian the small fry, even his teacher got hooked?

This boomerang's bullseye delay is way too severe?

"Professor Li, regarding this project, Nie Mingxian and I have already made a preoperative breakthrough and are preparing to publish a paper?"

"You should be fairly aware of that, right?" Fang Ziye's mind spun rapidly.

Fang Ziye had originally planned to prepare some bait for Professor Li Yongjun too, but it seems none of that needs to be thrown out to chum the water anymore.

The other party directly burrowed into the bait pile Nie Mingxian was eating from.

Referring top talent to the hospital brings rewards; bringing top talent to the sanatorium naturally brings plenty of benefits too.

Under mutual willingness, this money can naturally be earned!

Fang Ziye isn't one to take an unorthodox approach and mess around with crooked ways.

"Temptation, inducement."

"Trapping the dog behind closed doors — turns out Professor Fang has studied military strategy quite thoroughly too?" Li Yongjun pierced the mystery in one sentence, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

Fang Ziye's previous "game" with Nie Mingxian left him more or less uncomfortable; and now that he himself had become the "loser," he felt even more uncomfortable.

Fang Ziye hurriedly said, "Professor Li, you've misunderstood me."

"Nie Ge and I admire each other; if the roles were reversed, I'd very likely make the same choice as Nie Ge."

"The meaning of existence is limited to begin with, perhaps even nonexistent; if even the joy of choosing and seeking knowledge is gone, it would truly be too boring."

"So you have zero interest in ALS?" Li Yongjun understood Fang Ziye's meaning.

Nothing more than two people hitting it off, making friends and walking together.

My ideas attracted you, you come cooperate with me; if your ideas impress me, I'll come find you to cooperate; everyone shares knowledge and wins together.

That's what a kindred spirit is.

"I do, actually. Professor Li, tell me how to advance it — are there any highly feasible approaches?"

"I'm very interested." Fang Ziye said shamelessly.

"Eh!" Li Yongjun instantly went mute!

Fang Ziye saw a cripple's broken leg and smashed it directly — behavior that bullies the disabled, utterly immoral.

If he really had any feasible direction or approach, he'd have gotten project approval and started working on it long ago; why wait to come find a mere Associate Professor named Fang Ziye?

Vice Chairman of the Vascular Surgery Branch of the Chinese Medical Association — is that a position just anyone can sit in?

One could say, in a hundred-year lifespan, the total number of people who can witness someone sitting in such a position is few; each one requires a massive foundation of accumulation to qualify.

Li Yongjun finding a partner might be even easier than for Fang Ziye.

His foundation gave him this many opportunities and this awesome level of recognition.

"Nie Mingxian was right, you really don't observe martial virtue." Li Yongjun started pulling rank.

"Professor Li, I'm just telling the truth."

"And Professor Li, I must apologize here — the original concept for that microcirculation instrument was actually yours."

"But later, Nie Mingxian and I forgot to mention this during the follow-up project; hope you'll be understanding." Fang Ziye hurriedly said.

Li Yongjun raised his palm to strike!

"Said you lack martial virtue, and you're even more lacking now, huh?"

"You call this an apology?" Li Yongjun was nearly apoplectic with rage.

This project of mine, giving it to Nie Mingxian was a sign of my regard and care for him; letting Nie Mingxian carry it everywhere was a sign of my high hopes — he's a disciple, not an apprentice.

Fang Ziye brought Nie Mingxian along to complete his own unfinished research project, and also brought Nie Mingxian on board; if he still wanted to say Fang Ziye wasn't that kind of person, it would be a bit too unreasonable.

Fang Ziye was even more unreasonable; this decision was definitely made with Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian participating together, Nie Mingxian himself didn't mention it, so why would Fang Ziye bring it up?!

It looked like an apology, but it was actually 'sowing discord'!

Your student didn't say anything either; he's also a beneficiary, he doesn't treat you this teacher as a human being, don't blame me!

Fang Ziye hurriedly changed the subject and said: "Professor Li, speaking of a more formal direction, this orthopedic synovial sarcoma vascular-guided interventional treatment is truly feasible."

"Professor Li, if you have time, we can work together to promptly push out its treatment plan; after completing the three-phase animal trials, we can submit it to the Ethics Committee for approval and begin clinical operations! ~"

"The sanatorium still has a relatively large advantage in recruiting volunteer patients."

The sanatorium's nature belongs to a military region sanatorium; a military region sanatorium can serve military family members, and can also do so for free or with significant discounts.

Equivalent to a situation where treatment doesn't cost much money, doing a new research project is very easy to carry out.

Soldiers' children also need treatment; they might also be unable to find better treatment methods, so they would think of trying a desperate remedy for a hopeless case.

Where isn't it trying a desperate remedy for a hopeless case?

"Have you never thought about not going through surgery, but only through chemotherapy to completely solve these problems?" Li Yongjun asked one more question.

Nie Mingxian also told Li Yongjun more information, learning that Fang Ziye also had a chemotherapy clinical research project for orthopedic tumors.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Impossible, Professor Li."

"There won't be many tumors suitable for complete chemotherapy to achieve clinical cure effects; surgery intervention will definitely still be needed."

"This can complete treatment more efficiently and quickly."

"Although the microcirculation instrument can make chemotherapy drugs act only locally, they are ultimately chemotherapy drugs, impossible to apply locally for an unlimited time!"

"The current tumor treatment principles are still universally recognized; the best treatment method, before this basic point is overturned, surgery must also be one of the tumor treatment plans!" Fang Ziye replied cautiously.

Taking too big a step at once, it's easy to pull a groin muscle.

Who doesn't hope they can treat disease types that others must operate on without surgery themselves? But is that possible?

Even if possible, can it be achieved in a single step?

Isn't this directly treating patients as experimental products, completely disregarding their future, just fighting for a future for those who come later?

Gradual progress is very important.

Unless there is a major theoretical breakthrough and cognition that can overturn tumor treatment principles, otherwise it's impossible to allow you to achieve everything in one step so directly.

"Hmm, you've considered things quite comprehensively; impossible! ~" Li Yongjun acknowledged Fang Ziye's words.

"Like this, it also doesn't let those top experts' strenuous recommendations of you go to waste." Li Yongjun added an inexplicable sentence.

"Ah? Experts? Recommended what?" Fang Ziye asked further.

Fang Ziye didn't recognize a single character of these terms, and fundamentally couldn't imagine he would have any connection with these words.

"It seems the meeting results haven't been announced yet, at least not sent to your unit." Li Yongjun nodded.

"What else could they recommend? Recommend you to become a Discipline Leader?"

"It was sometime last week; the Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences led a small meeting of Medical Division Discipline Leaders."

"Li is untalented, but happened to be one of the invitees." Li Yongjun's tone was rather incautious.

Actually he shouldn't speak to Fang Ziye with this tone, nor should he speak this way, because Fang Ziye is his junior, not his peer.

Under normal circumstances, he shouldn't be so sarcastic and passive-aggressive.

But just now he was ultimately angered by Fang Ziye, so he simply continued: "Discipline Leaders are generally recommended by the Director Committee Members of provincial medical associations, or by professional committees."

"It just so happens you are one of the recommended candidates."

"Speaking of which, your connections building isn't bad? So many people actually mentioned your name?"

Fang Ziye hurriedly asked: "Professor Li, who are they?"

These are benefactors.

Li Yongjun shook his head: "This cannot be said; it belongs to avoidance content, just to avoid another beating incident like before occurring."

"You know what incident I'm talking about, right?"

"Teacher Li, then I won't ask." Fang Ziye nodded.

Just a few years ago, some state-owned enterprise executive or person of some identity beat two Academicians; the cause was the other party's unwillingness to recommend him for Academician Nomination.

This incident caused quite a stir; not to mention this person's future was completely ruined, it also made similar meetings become increasingly concealed.

The specific attendees might never be publicly announced again.

"Have you paid attention to international news?" Li Yongjun suddenly asked again.

Fang Ziye narrowed his eyes slightly upon hearing this, and gently shook his head.

"Teacher Li, I don't quite understand which specific content you are referring to."

Li Yongjun nodded again: "No matter; you can learn to pay attention in the future; actually I only found out at the meeting too."

"Around the 10th of this month, right? You and Nie Mingxian proactively held an academic report meeting, didn't you?"

"On the 16th, 17th, and 19th of this month, in the United States' Los Angeles, Japan's Tokyo, and Germany's Berlin, release conferences of not-too-large-not-too-small scale were held respectively."

"The general content was that three biotechnology companies of not insignificant scale would invest large amounts of funds to research new uses for the human blood circulation device."

"As for their purpose, you should be clear, right?"

Fang Ziye was startled upon hearing this, but quickly calmed the surprise down.

Anyone with a slightly keen nose can know the influence of the microcirculation instrument combined with chemotherapy drugs in the orthopedics bone tumor specialty.

This is a blank market; of course everyone would flock to it.

We just held an academic report meeting here, and people in other countries actually already knew about this matter.

It's also not a big deal.

Academics, after all, are for showing people; at the academic report meeting and hearing, Fang Ziye did not explain the key core technology in detail, only gave a line of thinking.

This thing called a line of thinking, ordinary people can produce a thousand lines in a single day.

It's just like everyone knows they need to make crystal grains, and everyone roughly knows how to make them, but whether they can actually pull it off still depends on concrete execution capability.

After domestic experts return home, they exchange such matters with foreign peers — that's also a perfectly normal thing.

"Several academic discipline leaders in orthopedic bone tumor specialty, plus several academicians from your orthopedics department, have all mentioned you. There's intent to recommend you as one of the orthopedics discipline leaders, to deeply cultivate this direction!"

"If there's an opportunity to make Eastern Han's bone tumor treatment a world benchmark, and even drive domestic medical devices to the world, then you'd truly accumulate boundless merit."

"However, it still needs to proceed in many steps."

"First is solving domestic patients' needs; only afterward can we set our sights on going abroad to earn money."

"Some are domestic demand, one is export demand." Li Yongjun began guiding Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye listened and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you for your guidance, Teacher Li."

Some words, if you're not their teacher's person, they fundamentally disdain to tell you.

Adults must face society; society's education of you mostly comes through lessons, not teacher-student education.

What Li Yongjun said might be common and foreseeable, but once this line of thinking is sorted out clearly, it can let Fang Ziye take fewer detours.

Li Yongjun shook his head: "No need for thanks, but it was at this conference that I learned — turns out little Fang, you're really not simple."

"Our medical research's eight super modules — you alone occupy six. You're a proper hexagon grand slam."

"The peak frontier of medical research: new animal models, gene sequencing, new cell line development, surgical technique development and improvement, instrument improvement or new creation, new therapies for severe diseases, old drugs new uses, new drug development." Li Yongjun spoke with a half-smile, then became inscrutable again.

Fang Ziye said humbly: "Teacher Li overpraises. By your description, at most five aspects relate to me."

The HK2 knockout nude mouse model barely counts as a new animal model; the new miRNA for osteosarcoma counts as a kind of gene sequencing; mangled extremity limb salvage and functional reconstruction are surgical technique development and improvement; instrument improvement is the microcirculation instrument.

Combined use of the microcirculation instrument with bone tumors has only just begun; no breakthrough progress yet.

"You have one most unreasonable thing: you yourself can change the rules of medical research." Li Yongjun said casually.

Actually his heart was full of jealousy!

I qtm de.

This Fang Ziye can actually set his own rules — who the hell can play with you?

Li Yongjun only recently realized: Fang Ziye, who has intricate ties to his own student, directly negated the two basic methods of tumor experiments — invasion and metastasis.

What is this equivalent to?

When you want to sue him, your legal basis gets invalidated by the other party — then what can you even play at with them?

Setting rules is exaggerated, very hyperbolic.

But equally, it's also the hardest to complete — at minimum requires academic recognition, quite difficult.

Currently looks thriving and harmonious on the surface.

Actually, up to now, no fewer than thousands or even tens of thousands of teams are conducting vulnerability analysis on Fang Ziye's previous papers, aiming to "wipe out" his papers!

Just from what he recently learned, domestically there are hundreds of teams specifically studying Fang Ziye's papers, wanting to complete project closure after breaking them.

Just currently, not a single team has officially announced, or published an "aggressive" paper in a formal journal.

First, no evidence found; second, fear of Fang Ziye's counterattack!

A "young person" who overturned decades or centuries of basic research methods — do ordinary teams dare provoke him?

After provoking him, can you handle the consequences properly?

This is a question every team must consider.

Any country has suspicious "academic fraud"; such fraud is unrecognized anywhere — once discovered, it's "internal handling"!

Perhaps you're not committing academic fraud, you truly did the work, derived results from existing data analysis — but if those results get negated, your previous efforts go up in smoke.

Although falsification is also an academic contribution, the meaning of falsification and the meaning of verification differ drastically.

"Teacher Li, you flatter me. I merely speak some views based on facts, based on my data — where's any talk of changing or setting rules?" Fang Ziye spoke, and the two reached the corner leading to the surgery access.

"This way, Teacher Li." Fang Ziye extended his hand to guide Li Yongjun's direction.

"The principle is this principle, but if someone replicates your experiment and succeeds, what they think in their hearts — you can't control that, can you?"

"At least, at that academic conference I attended, quite a few experts still spoke up for you."

"So the next similar conference might be the two of us attending together." Li Yongjun said.

"Mm, representing Eastern Han's academic discipline leader versus a province's academic discipline leader — their significance and gold content differ."

Fang Ziye didn't answer further.

He didn't know this matter, so he had no response strategy.

But being able to gain academic recognition for his own accumulation and foundation — Fang Ziye's heart was exceptionally stirred.

Which academic worker doesn't hope their academic achievements gain wide recognition, doesn't hope to earn others' respect and reverence?

Academic discipline leader — no real power, no substantive income — but its "halo" and reputation are worth far more than money.

With this recognition, Fang Ziye's future project applications might not be review systems, but discussion and deliberation systems.

They descended to basement level one.

Only then did Fang Ziye turn, his upper and lower lips trembling slightly: "Li, Teacher Li, what you just said — is it true?"

"The academic discipline leader matter?" Fang Ziye's voice trembled slightly.

Academic discipline leader, discipline leader — any professional practitioner knows its benefits, its subtleties.

Why did Wu Xuanqi previously insert himself into Yuan Weihong's project? For Hubei Province's discipline leader identity, for this honor.

Now, what Fang Ziye gets isn't Hubei Province's.

And those who can be called academic discipline leaders — besides provincial level, there's national level or medical association specialty level.

"Of course it's true. Do I have nothing better to do than fake information to tease you?" Li Yongjun rolled his eyes, laughing very happily.

Fang Ziye's delayed reaction made him feel very satisfied inside.

Weren't you indifferent?

Weren't you casual and unconcerned?

Weren't you quite composed?

How come your delicate frame trembled?

Fang Ziye shut up again, his heartbeat continuing to accelerate, his chest heaving violently several times before he managed to suppress all his thoughts...

They were about to enter the operating room; otherwise, Fang Ziye would definitely have invited Professor Li Yongjun to give him a proper popular science explanation, to properly tell him about it.

Becoming this academic lead, what exactly must one pay attention to?

Even if he could check the corresponding files later, Fang Ziye still wanted to listen, loved to listen, needed to listen, would chase after listening...

The moment Fang Ziye and Professor Li Yongjun entered the operating room, Professor Du Donglin stood up: "Group Leader Fang, the preoperative preparation is already done, just waiting... who is this?"

Du Donglin saw Professor Li Yongjun.

Fang Ziye hurriedly helped with the introduction: "Professor Du, this is Professor Li Yongjun, also the future Professor Li who will serve as our Yangyuan's Vascular Surgery Group Leader."

Fang Ziye did not mention for now the matter of him also directly serving as Surgical Group Leader.

Li Yongjun's standing, in the entire Yangyuan, those who could be mentioned in the same breath are rare indeed.

Even Du Donglin, though a famous professor, falls short by quite a margin.

Both being famous professors, to conquer most famous professors is especially difficult.

After Li Yongjun entered the operating room, he directly leaned against the Timing Panel, not participating in other matters, merely watching Fang Ziye's performance in his leisure.

(Chapter End)