Chapter 649: Throw the Cake Away! (Seeking Subscriptions)

Fang Ziye was clear on the definition of a cancer village — it is a collective disease phenomenon. Due to environmental pollution, most cases stem from drinking untreated wastewater discharged by upstream enterprises, as well as contamination of the environment and soil, causing severe damage to the human body's internal mechanisms and resulting in large-scale cancer outbreaks in a village.

But this kind of thing is not mentioned in textbooks, and news reports on it are rare — especially in recent years, such reports have become fewer and fewer. Fang Ziye thought they no longer existed…

Yet suddenly hearing this term caused Fang Ziye's throat to briefly stiffen.

"Professor Zhou, please speak!" Fang Ziye's voice steadied.

The first time Fang Ziye gave an academic report on mangled extremity limb salvage surgery, Professor Zhou Yan had visited Hubei Province, and Fang Ziye had met him once.

However, Fang Ziye's dealings with him were not deep. Their second chance encounter was in Yue City, Hunan Province. That time, Fang Ziye had rushed to Yue City to perform a functional reconstruction surgery on a patient, and it was from him that Fang Ziye obtained the functional reconstruction surgery entry, then allocated points to master it.

If it weren't for his own hand injury this time, and if Fang Ziye weren't worried about the patients currently in the hospital, he truly might not have contacted Professor Zhou Yan in the near term.

"Professor Fang, actually in recent years my development within our hand surgery specialty has been somewhat limited, mainly because most of my time has been spent serving as a technical consultant for the Eastern Han CDC."

"This time, we have come to Jiangxi Province once again…"

Professor Zhou Yan prefaced things a bit, then said: "However, during evidence collection we encountered a thorny problem — environmental induction."

"Of course, Professor Fang, we have already completed the preliminary data statistics — the ratio of confirmed cancer cases to the total sample size."

"But our task should not be about how to define it, but about how to prevent and treat it. So we need to investigate and sample. I wonder, Professor Fang, do you have time recently?" Professor Zhou Yan asked with a hearty laugh, his voice bright yet steady.

The definition of a cancer village lies not in simple discovery, but in the handling after definition and the subsequent prevention and treatment work.

Only by doing these well does essential meaning exist.

Everyone's busyness and struggles interlock differently. Fang Ziye has his difficulties here; Professor Zhou Yan has his own "difficult problems" as well.

"Professor Zhou, I have never dealt with this kind of thing before."

"And it's not that I'm unwilling to help. Mainly, a couple of days ago my hand got injured…" Fang Ziye explained briefly.

Professor Zhou Yan's tone immediately tightened: "Professor Fang, are you alright? Is the injury serious?"

"It's fine, just a scalp laceration — only a partial tear of the extensor tendon, no damage to blood vessels or nerves. It's a bit swollen now. Thank you for your concern, Professor Zhou." Fang Ziye was also being polite.

"If I recall correctly, Professor Fang, you are currently in Enshi, Hubei Province, right? I remember the address on the invitation letter you sent a few months ago for your academic report was Enshi, Hubei."

"But during that period I went to the Northeast Three Provinces, so I really didn't have time to attend and learn." Zhou Yan said.

"Professor Zhou, you're too polite. It should be me who regrets not being able to receive your guidance." Fang Ziye returned the courtesy with another polite line.

Zhou Yan then said: "We're having some issues with our progress here, and I was planning to wrap up and withdraw the team."

"Professor Fang, if you have time, would you like to come to Sha City as a guest?"

Fang Ziye replied: "Professor Zhou, that still won't work. I have some rather important matters on hand right now and can't leave."

"Then fine, I'll come find you… I've read some of your papers before. If you help process this batch of samples, it should be more objective." Zhou Yan took the initiative to propose a visit.

"Besides, after stillness comes the urge to move. I also haven't done surgery for nearly a month. The patient volume on your side is not small either. I want to operate to my heart's content for a few days."

Zhou Yan's words were a bit arrogant, but recalling the Professor Zhou Yan he had seen in Yue City before, Fang Ziye didn't feel there was anything improper about Zhou Yan's arrogance.

So he agreed.

After hanging up, Fang Ziye called Han Jingyi again: "Han Jingyi, continue organizing the spreadsheet. When I call you later, you come give me a report."

"I'm going to find Dean Chen first!"

The matter of Professor Zhou Yan coming here to perform surgery — Fang Ziye had to give Dean Chen Song a heads-up in advance and get some procedures sorted out properly.

Even if Professor Zhou Yan doesn't come, in the future he can just come directly.

However, Chen Song is not as "leisurely" as the current Fang Ziye!

Traditional Chinese medicine not only excels at treatment, but is also skilled at nurturing health.

Currently, the reason many patients in the sanatorium can recover relatively well is because the TCM group's people, respecting talent and humbly seeking help, proactively provide "nurturing" prescriptions to some patients in the sanatorium without caring about face.

Since treatment in the sanatorium doesn't cost money, neither the patients nor the surgeons refuse the TCM group's "cooperative assistance"!

"Knock knock knock!" After Fang Ziye knocked, Professor Deng Huai and Doctor Lin Gongwei, who was following Professor Deng Huai, turned around.

The two held a book in their hands, discussing something.

After saying a sentence to Professor Deng Huai, Lin Gongwei stepped aside with a smiling face and walked over: "Professor Fang."

"Doctor Lin, where is Dean Chen? He's not in his office. I have a bit of business with Dean Chen." Fang Ziye asked.

Lin Gongwei hurriedly said: "Professor Fang, Dean Chen and Old Doctor Cao went to see a patient. They'll be back soon."

"Oh, they're here!" Lin Gongwei hurriedly raised his head and pointed behind Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye turned at the sound, and sure enough saw Dean Chen Song and Old Doctor Cao Hexiang's team part ways, with Chen Song walking directly toward Fang Ziye's direction.

Chen Song walked over slowly: "Professor Fang, not resting properly — what brings you to our TCM group?"

After passing Fang Ziye, he headed toward his own office.

Once seated, Fang Ziye hadn't even had a chance to speak when Chen Song gestured: "Left hand, extend it up…"

Chen Song thought Fang Ziye had come to get a prescription for recuperation.

Fang Ziye hurriedly said: "No, Dean Chen, this is just a scalp laceration. No need to drink any medicinal decoction for recuperation, right?"

"Hand up!"

"Business can wait." Chen Song's tone rose a notch.

Fang Ziye complied upon hearing this.

After taking Fang Ziye's pulse for a moment, Chen Song said: "I'll prescribe a few doses of Jinchuang medicine. Up to you whether to use it."

Chen Song lowered his head and started writing the prescription: "You speak."

Fang Ziye hurriedly said: "Dean Chen, I just called Professor Zhou Yan of Xiangya Hospital. Professor Zhou Yan is highly skilled at functional reconstruction surgery. He agreed to come help us perform a few surgeries here."

"Incidentally, he also invited me to join him in an epidemiological investigation."

Fang Ziye did not conceal anything, and told Chen Song everything Professor Zhou Yan had told him, seven parts eight parts.

Chen Song carefully examined the dosages on the prescription.

TCM diagnosis and treatment emphasizes a thousand people, a thousand prescriptions — one person, one prescription, varying by syndrome. Using a fixed prescription to treat the same disease type is purely relying on luck to "hit" it; if it hits, it cures; if it misses, it's ineffective.

So whether it's a so-called secret formula or a family-inherited compound prescription, they are actually all "deceptive" — there simply is no such thing as a secret formula or a family-inherited prescription.

This kind of prescription is also impossible to suit the same disease type.

Chen Song wrote down another 4g even more cautiously, then folded up the prescription: "In a bit you go to the pharmacy to get the medicine, have them prepare it according to the prescription for you."

"Whether to use it on you."

"The matter of Professor Zhou Yan coming to our sanatorium to do surgery, I certainly welcome it. Before I also invited Professor Zhou Yan, but this kid is even more stubborn than you."

"Beat to death he won't come! ~"

"As for the epidemiological survey matter, you can rest assured to contact the other party. Our research area has corresponding experimental areas, and a medical molecular biology laboratory."

"But regarding the other matters of defining a cancer village, our sanatorium can't help. You tell Professor Zhou Yan the situation in advance." Chen Song said.

Fang Ziye nodded: "Dean Chen, before coming, I also looked up the cancer village definition process online."

"The epidemiological survey team has already finished, but environmental monitoring and case-control studies are currently still in the statistics phase."

Environmental monitoring: conduct detailed monitoring of the village environment, including air, water, and soil, etc. If monitoring results show these environmental media contain high concentrations of carcinogenic substances, then this may be one of the causes leading to high cancer incidence.

Case-control study: by comparing cancer patients and non-patients' living habits, work environments, etc., find possible pathogenic factors. For example, if most patients have similar occupational exposures or living environments, this may indicate these factors are related to cancer occurrence.

"Their team's current predicament lies in biomarker monitoring. Professor Zhou Yan hopes our team can provide assistance in this aspect." Fang Ziye also analyzed objectively.

Biomarker testing: test residents' body biomarkers, such as certain chemical substance levels in blood, to determine whether biomarkers related to environmental pollution exist.

Then confirm the relationship between this chemical substance level and cancer.

"This isn't something one institution can finalize the definition of. Mainly depends on who takes the lead, and how great their determination is."

"Don't get involved too deeply."

"After Professor Zhou comes, I'll contact him. If there's indeed a need for our sanatorium to provide help, we also won't shirk our duty." Chen Song advised.

Fang Ziye of course knew this kind of thing can't be gotten involved in too deeply. Most of these cancer villages are related to factories and enterprises.

Local enterprises and factories are the local economic lifeline, and also relate to many people's jobs. If there isn't a policy of a hero cutting off his wrist, just us medical practitioners, even if we talk ourselves to death it's useless.

"Thank you Dean Chen for your concern, I understand in my heart."

"Just Dean Chen, you stripped Professor Li and them of their merit credit, then let my teacher and them request merit for me in Hubei Province. Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"You're in it now, one prospers all prosper, one suffers all suffer..." Fang Ziye began pleading for Professor Li Yongjun.

Chen Song said: "You few young people still need to move up in rank. Most others are already professors, they shouldn't meddle."

"Whatever further honors, aren't enough to support them advancing another step. What our sanatorium can give them is already solid enough."

"Don't mention this matter again. I'm still very angry right now! ~" Chen Song looked at Fang Ziye, gaze complex.

The things Fang Ziye carries on him, he Li Yongjun isn't unaware. At this critical time point acting recklessly, what if Fang Ziye really died?

Chen Song really wanted to kill Li Yongjun, then take his own merit medals to the police station and surrender!

Fang Ziye heard this, heart tightened, cautiously asked: "Dean Chen, is it the company Director Song mentioned this morning about temporary price hikes, that has a subsidiary under Boss Chen's company?"

Chen Song's gaze suddenly flashed, one look seemingly wanting to pierce through Fang Ziye.

But quickly, he shook his head again, feeling this matter couldn't possibly be related to Fang Ziye.

An enterprise's life cycle is inherently divided into: startup stage, growth period, maturity period, and decline period...

Startup stage is still fine. Once entering growth period and maturity period, it will inevitably breed cavities. No matter how much you optimize, it's impossible to clean out all the "talent".

To say any company from top to bottom are all very upright or of excellent character, this is absolutely impossible.

"You're quite good at guessing?" Chen Song's tone cold and stern.

Fang Ziye hurriedly swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, felt his words just now were a bit arrogant, immediately said: "Dean Chen, I have no other meaning. I actually want to ask, our patent registration, what stage has it currently progressed to?"

"The night before last, after I heard related news, I was a bit worried. But because of the fire, it's been shelved."

"But my heart has still been constantly thinking of this matter! ~"

"Application procedure isn't important. More important is who submits materials first, based on technical personnel in the relevant technical field being able to realize it as the standard! ~"

Fang Ziye said: "Dean Chen, but I'm afraid some people will jump ahead of animal trials and conduct human trials! ~"

Chen Song heard this, gaze sank.

"Your meaning is? Although currently it's foreigners showing off, the ones who ultimately get the first move might be domestic enterprises or companies?"

Fang Ziye also wasn't completely certain, just had this concern: "Dean Chen, I'm not specifically pointing to who. Just that this possibility exists."

Fang Ziye dare not name names, even dare not define nationality.

But Eastern Han people doing their own people in as precedent has appeared too many times.

"Hmm, these things you don't need to consider. You just need to handle the technical level well at this stage! ~"

"You must believe, some people hold the power of fairness." Chen Song heard this and smiled.

Perhaps, if Fang Ziye applied himself, he might suffer unfair treatment. But Chen Song has confidence, ordinary people can't get past him.

And those who can get past him, generally won't have direct conflict with him.

Fang Ziye nodded, put his heart down.

Since Dean Chen Song has already kept this matter in mind, Fang Ziye can peacefully go do his own things. His current tasks are a bit messy, still need to organize a bit.

Chen Song watched Fang Ziye about to leave, then said: "Give your surgical group an average merit too. All surgical group members, scheduled to increase fifteen workloads."

"For you, for Li Yongjun you two definitely suffer a lot of loss. But a mistake is a mistake."

"Although you were implicated, you were ultimately in it. There's no saying you're innocent."

"Thank you Dean Chen! ~" Fang Ziye heard this and was delighted.

Surgical group each person increases fifteen workloads, then quite a few people can complete half-year tasks, continue to stay on.

For example someone like my Senior Brother Gu Yi, really needs this kind of workload reward. Hope he can stay a while longer.

Otherwise, even a famous professor like Gong Jiahe, if he should go he still has to go...

Fang Ziye ultimately still accepted the Jinchuang medicine prescription Dean Chen Song wrote for him, and also had the TCM group pharmacist help apply the medicine.

Listen to advice, eat full meal.

Chen Song used to be a Jingdu health care group expert. Fang Ziye this body of meat how precious, how could he not dare use Chen Song's prescription?

After this, Fang Ziye returned to the office and had Han Jingyi, who had finished making the categorized tables, add one more item.

"Han Jingyi, after you go back, help me look up literature and materials related to cancer prevention and treatment strategies, then send them to me; I'll have use for them later."

"What about Hu Qingyuan and the others?" Fang Ziye asked after giving the instruction.

"Teacher Fang, I've already explained clearly; they can come right away." Han Jingyi took notes while quickly taking out her mobile phone and placing it diagonally in front of her right hand.

"Good! Let them come over." Fang Ziye nodded.

Then he lowered his head and sent a voice message to his Master Yuan Weihong: "Master, my current state is very good, so don't blame Teacher Deng."

Yuan Weihong's reply was also quite fast: "He's right there at the scene himself; if I don't blame him, who do I blame?"

"What about his permission? His persona? His protectiveness?" Although Yuan Weihong replied by typing, every single character was considerably agitated.

As if it could drive a person to death.

After reading it, Fang Ziye didn't know how to reply to him for a moment.

The scene was that chaotic; my affiliation is in Professor Li Yongjun's hands, so how would Deng Yong know the list?

But at this time, it was obviously impossible to explain clearly.

"Master, calm your anger, rest well; when you return to the country I'll come pick you up." Fang Ziye said.

"You're in Enshi; I'll transfer flights and come directly to Enshi." Yuan Weihong said.

"I'm abroad, and I've also learned some other things; when we meet then we'll talk in detail..."

After ending the chat with Yuan Weihong, Fang Ziye directly clarified the tasks for his several students, having them take the osteosarcoma's newly named mirna901, this mirna.

Mirna naming is labeled according to discovery order; for example mirna901, the full name should be hsa-mirna901!

Hsa represents humans; mirna901 represents that it is the 901st mirna discovered and verified, existing in normal or abnormal human cells.

"Hu Qingyuan, you explain the subsequent experiment plan." Fang Ziye asked after the several people came in.

Hu Qingyuan wasn't humble either, and immediately began reporting: "Step: RNA isolation: isolate small RNA from cells or tissue."

"Reverse transcription: reverse transcribe small RNA into cDNA."

"Cloning: clone cDNA into vector, transform bacteria."

"Sequencing: sequence the bacteria, determine the RNA sequence."

"Specific steps as follows:..."

"Experiment advantages: can verify the real sequence of miRNA, determine whether miRNA exists."

"Experiment disadvantages: operation is relatively tedious, throughput is relatively low, cannot quantify miRNA expression levels."

"Good! You can push this verification experiment forward step by step to this step yourselves, proving your basic skills have slowly become steady."

"Don't be anxious, take it slow; you must believe that what you're doing is currently the highest-end, most frontier work in the entire laboratory."

"Even if your operation results are not as meaningful as other teams', and you can't publish such high-score papers, the methods you've mastered are things others can't learn! Things they haven't even come into contact with."

"Take it slow, don't be anxious..."

"With me here, none of your graduations are a problem, but the premise is that you must be able to endure loneliness." Fang Ziye encouraged.

Hu Qingyuan closed the notebook: "Master, actually we also know you're deliberately training our experimental method techniques."

"Once we endure through it, it's the peak, but the positive feedback at this stage is really too little."

"I've been in Enshi for half a year already!" Hu Qingyuan said with head down.

Hu Qingyuan came to Enshi at about the same time as Fang Ziye; he rushed over from Han City in January this year.

Now it's the end of June!

A full half year has passed; his self-esteem, his pride have all been shattered, and in the laboratory he's become humble to the bone.

No other reason: his 'classmates', some have already done two sets of experiments, published several SCI papers; good fellow, here he hasn't even touched the formal threshold of experiments.

Only now has he produced an experiment protocol; you say, isn't that infuriating?

Fang Ziye said: "Hu Qingyuan, you write a few meta-analyses; is that meaningful to you?"

"You win a Special Prize for your grade, get a scholarship; is that meaningful to your savings?"

Hu Qingyuan pursed his lips, lowered his head, and spoke no more.

"Feng Junfeng, your task is to assist Li Yuanpei and the others in completing the research project, then continue together with Hu Qingyuan and Han Jingyi to practice and raise your basic experimental operation level."

"The sub-project on Li Yuanpei's side, you just find any free direction to write papers; write whatever kind, publish whatever kind."

"Tian Yao, you too."

"You two aren't rich second-generation, let alone rich first-generation, so scholarships are still very meaningful to you." Fang Ziye continued to entice.

"Okay, thank you Master!" Tian Yao immediately replied readily.

He came just wanting to graduate, or rather, first wanting to graduate, then go on to foolishly dream.

He's in the Young Cadre Program; he definitely can't stay in Han City in the future.

However, Feng Junfeng himself wasn't very happy; he could tell Fang Ziye treated him differently from Hu Qingyuan.

But there seems to be no way around it either.

Hu Qingyuan, rich first-generation, good talent, young, only a first-year Master's student, very able to endure!

He himself faces job hunting; Hu Qingyuan just needs to get PhD admission eligibility before Master's graduation.

With Fang Ziye as a guarantee, Hu Qingyuan absolutely cannot fail to get into a PhD program.

So Hu Qingyuan still has six years to be unrestrained; he doesn't!

After planning all the students' tasks, Fang Ziye finally looked at Han Jingyi, narrowed his eyes, and asked.

"Han Jingyi, in a few days, Professor Zhou Yan from Xiangya Hospital will come to conduct scientific research discussion with us; at that time, can you represent our team throughout the reception and coordination with them?"

"You should understand what I mean." Fang Ziye really couldn't find anyone else!

"Good!" Han Jingyi immediately nodded heavily.

Fang Ziye's cake finally had a delicious piece, exclusively belonging to her!

(Chapter End)