Chapter 662: Discerning the Chaotic Situation, Part 1 (Requesting Subscription)

Qu Tangwei, who had done scientific research, understood this very clearly.

Clinical disease types — not every disease type has a targeted cell line available in the laboratory for research.

It's not that they don't want to use cell lines for research, but that various restrictions prevent them from being produced.

Establishing a cell line for a disease type is not as simple as directly culturing tissue excised from the clinic.

The definition of cell line construction refers to isolating living cells from an organism, culturing them through specific culture media and conditions to obtain cells capable of unlimited proliferation, thereby forming a cell line. Such cell lines can be used to study cell growth, differentiation, function, and disease mechanisms.

"Can it achieve unlimited proliferation in principle?" Qu Tangwei asked again when Fang Ziye didn't reply.

Immediately after, his gaze burned as he continued staring at Fang Ziye, his eyes scanning Fang Ziye's whole body, paying particular attention to Fang Ziye's expression and eyes.

The ultimate purpose and hallmark of cell line construction is obtaining a cell line capable of unlimited proliferation.

For some cell types, this is relatively easy to achieve — for instance, certain tumor cell lines.

However, for some special cell types, cell line construction can be challenging. These cells may be extremely sensitive to the external environment, requiring specific culture conditions and media to maintain their growth and function...

Tumors, by virtue of their inherent unlimited replication characteristic, are actually not that difficult to cultivate into cell lines.

Fang Ziye shook his head first: "Professor Qu, saying 'all' would be too much of an exaggeration. There are definitely very many disease types whose cell lines our team currently cannot construct."

"This one was constructed by a fluke coincidence, and it can achieve multiple replication effects. As for whether it's unlimited replication, we haven't done experiments to verify that either."

A newly established cell line for a disease type, regardless of whether it's the first batch, its two most important characteristics are unlimited replication and stability.

It must be guaranteed that after your cells have replicated a dozen or even several dozen generations, they remain the same cells, not transformed into other cells.

This cell line was secretly produced by Luo Tingzhu and Nie Mingxian; Fang Ziye only provided the concept and principles, and didn't even provide technical guidance.

"Then can it or can't it?" Qu Tangwei suppressed his inner shock and unease, then smoothly followed up.

"Professor Qu, I really can't promise that — mainly because my time and tasks are very tight right now."

"Moreover, this cell line wasn't constructed under my leadership — it was led by our team's Tingzhu, so Professor Qu, you can go talk to Tingzhu about it." Fang Ziye replied calmly.

Qu Tangwei's eyeballs rolled three times secretly, his voice also becoming gentle: "Professor Fang, talking to you and talking to Xiao Luo aren't the same thing, are they?"

"But if Professor Fang really has no time, forget it — I was just mentioning it."

It could be heard that Qu Tangwei didn't believe his explanation at all. He thought Fang Ziye was making excuses, which was why he deliberately said it was Luo Tingzhu leading the team.

My reputation is too overwhelming now, so Luo Tingzhu and the others have slightly insufficient presence in front of others, right?

Fang Ziye said: "Professor Qu, it really was Tingzhu and them who constructed it themselves."

"Professor Fang, alright alright, it's not early anymore. Why don't you go back and rest first..." Qu Tangwei said.

"Professor Qu, then good night." Since Qu Tangwei really didn't believe him, Fang Ziye couldn't be bothered to over-explain — anyway, the one losing out wasn't Fang Ziye.

When he returned to the villa again, Luo Tingzhu was applying a face mask.

Today's time wasn't particularly late either.

Hearing Fang Ziye's footsteps, Luo Tingzhu said: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother Li Yuanpei and the others are about to leave. Before they go back, let's get together a few more times."

It had been a solid half year since Li Yuanpei and the others were entrusted by Yuan Weihong to come to Enshi.

August is ending; September is a brand new month, and also a brand new semester.

Yuan Weihong's position is already stable, the research projects have taken deep root, and Li Yuanpei and the others no longer need to remain stationed in Enshi, 'full-time detachment'.

"Master sent me a message saying he'll also come to Enshi in a couple days to host a welcome dinner for them."

"Just don't know if Uncle-Master Shen Tao will come." Fang Ziye replied while pouring a cup of water, then walked toward Luo Tingzhu.

"Provincial People's Hospital's Uncle-Master Shen Tao is truly righteous enough — in that kind of environment, he could still lend people to Master for the challenge."

You have to understand, at that time it was Wu Xuanqi leading the team, and standing behind Wu Xuanqi's team was Professor Duan Hong, the current nominal 'Number One' of Hubei Province Trauma Surgery!

The situation at that time wasn't clear at all — even his own teacher Deng Yong felt extremely panicked, unsure what Duan Hong meant, yet Shen Tao directly dispatched people.

Luo Tingzhu turned her head at those words, chin raised slightly to prevent the face mask from sliding down, voice slightly low: "Senior Brother, next year Senior Brother Xue Cao, Senior Brother Xiong Jinhuan, Senior Brother Li Yuanpei, and Liu Haojiang — three people — are all graduating..."

"Uncle-Master Shen Tao's Tang Cheng will graduate the year after next, Lin Luo is about to reach Master's Year Three. You say with all these human relations, can Teacher Yuan handle it all by himself?"

The jianghu is not merely fighting and killing; the jianghu is human relations and worldly wisdom.

And so-called human relations and worldly wisdom means it varies from person to person, centered on oneself, a web of countless threads extending to a certain circle of people.

Mutual assistance is reciprocal by principle.

Fang Ziye rubbed his face vigorously: "Yuanpei is fine — I've had in-depth talks with him. Yuanpei wants to go into a management position, aiming for the Laboratory Director and logistics posts."

"Senior Brother Xue Cao was originally academic-type — he just wants to enter the lab. Even if Senior Brother Xue Cao can't stay at the hospital as hoped, I can still allocate a fixed quota to him..."

"The more troublesome ones are Xiong Jinhuan and Liu Haojiang! ~"

"They're both Professional Master's students — they definitely want to stay in clinical practice."

"However, if purely comparing academic accumulation, both Xiong Jinhuan and Liu Haojiang can't even match Li Yuanpei. The one more suited to stay in clinical practice is actually Li Yuanpei..."

"I also can't say whether Li Yuanpei should really go to lab logistics as per his expected plan, or stay in clinical practice directly."

Fang Ziye was very conflicted right now.

Liu Haojiang didn't have much prior contact with Fang Ziye — he's Vice Professor Chen Fang's student, merely in the same cohort as Fang Ziye.

Xiong Jinhuan is also Professor Han Yuanxiao's student. Originally Fang Ziye and Xiong Jinhuan had a fairly good relationship, but because of some reckless moves by Han Yuanxiao last year, Fang Ziye and Xiong Jinhuan haven't interacted much.

Therefore, from last year to this year, it was instead Li Yuanpei who accumulated many projects and papers following Fang Ziye. If Xiong Jinhuan were to compete fairly with Li Yuanpei normally, even if Xiong Jinhuan held some operational advantages, the result would undoubtedly be a complete defeat.

But more objectively evaluating Li Yuanpei and Xiong Jinhuan, Fang Ziye also acknowledges Xiong Jinhuan's clinical talent would be better.

But he can't decide or influence Li Yuanpei's future based on his own opinion — Fang Ziye doesn't have that right.

Moreover, Fang Ziye and Li Yuanpei are friends. Although many of Li Yuanpei's papers have some connection to Fang Ziye, Li Yuanpei's output was all earned through his own effort.

Almost all PhDs — the project roots of their paper output are their 'teachers'. Those who can secure projects on their own are few and far between.

Therefore, one cannot calculate a person's accumulation based on project sources — one can only look at the immediate output accumulation at graduation.

"Then do Senior Brother Liu Haojiang and Senior Brother Xiong Jinhuan have to go to other hospitals to find jobs?"

"What I mean is, if Senior Brother Li Yuanpei wants to forcefully stay at the hospital." Luo Tingzhu asked.

"I remember you said before, Senior Brother Xiong Jinhuan is the bilateral big shot of your class."

The world changes; because of a shift in a certain factor, everything shifts.

Originally, if things proceeded normally, Fang Ziye and Li Yuanpei, no matter how stubborn, would only be Xiong Jinhuan's future 'hospital retention stepping stones'.

But because of Fang Ziye's sudden rise, now not only did Fang Ziye graduate early and stay at the hospital, even Li Yuanpei, who shares the same master's school as Fang Ziye, benefiting from Fang Ziye's rise, can make Xiong Jinhuan bow his head.

"I don't know, I already don't dare to think deeply about this problem anymore."

"Although there is a vague answer deep in my heart, I cannot say it, because I am not their teacher." Fang Ziye shook his head.

Then he sat down: "Before, when other senior brothers graduated, whether it was Sun Shaoqing Senior Brother, who had a very good relationship with me, or Wang Yuanqi Senior Brother, Yan Zhiming Senior Brother, there wasn't a shred of struggle in my heart."

"Because they are my senior brothers, they are not in the same class as me, so I could watch the tigers fight from the mountain, without a trace of entangled emotion."

"But now, I also don't know how to think about it."

"Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I'll leave it to fate."

"Let's talk about Tang Cheng and Lin Luo instead."

Fang Ziye directly changed the topic: "Tang Cheng, he only becomes a second-year doctoral student after September; he still has two years to accumulate. He takes the remaining research projects back, he should be able to gain not weak accumulation."

"This accumulation is far more beneficial than staying by Master-Uncle Shen Tao's side."

"As for Lin Luo! ~"

"Tingzhu, I think this Lin Luo is not bad; you say, do I have a chance to win him over?"

Even an upright official finds it hard to judge family disputes; speaking of it, the hospital retention competition among Li Yuanpei, Xiong Jinhuan, and Liu Haojiang is the family's 'internal strife'; Fang Ziye feels whoever stays is fine.

Fang Ziye had already taken a side in the unconscious process; now he doesn't say high-sounding words either.

The competition among the three cannot be absolutely fair.

Luo Tingzhu's expression under the face mask stiffened: "I think Senior Brother you'd better not think like that, otherwise Teacher Shen Tao will really hit you."

Fang Ziye nodded, expression serious: "Yes, I already offended Teacher Shen once before; better not offend a second time."

"When did you offend Teacher Shen Tao?" Luo Tingzhu narrowed her eyes.

"It was at a banquet once; Teacher Shen Tao said to let me guide his student Xiao Guo; that was last October, when I was giving an academic report at Zhongnan Hospital." Fang Ziye recalled carefully.

Last October, which was also Fang Ziye's last month as Chief Resident.

Luo Tingzhu said with a smile: "Senior Brother, you were very busy then, and the group's manpower was indeed sufficient; what offense is there?"

"Tingzhu, it's like this; I was too negligent at the time; I didn't ponder Teacher Shen Tao's words especially carefully……"

When Fang Ziye spoke here, his phone suddenly rang.

Fang Ziye's voice stopped abruptly; he picked up the phone and looked — the call was actually from Professor Du Xinzhan.

"Professor Du, hello." Fang Ziye answered, first greeting with a smile, tone sincere.

The more he reached his current position, the more Fang Ziye could understand Du Xinzhan's difficulty; his mindset also had much less sharpness than before.

Du Xinzhan's voice was extremely urgent, tone formal: "Fang Ziye, when can you come back? If you don't come back, your Trauma Surgery will fall into chaos."

"A fucking mess! ~"

Fang Ziye's breath caught at the words: "Professor Du? What do you mean?"

"You consider it carefully yourself; now is no longer the time for you to 'gild' yourself outside." Du Xinzhan then quickly explained a bunch, and swiftly hung up.

Du Xinzhan's call came extremely urgently, so much so that Fang Ziye didn't even have time to put it on speakerphone.

Fang Ziye's face darkened, then he looked at the curious Luo Tingzhu, tone heavy: "Professor Han Yuanxiao is in trouble!"

"Director Du told me to go back and hold the fort."

Trauma Surgery originally had three Chief Physicians; Professor Dong Yaohui, after glorious retirement, refused re-employment, returned to Yi City, died saving someone.

My own master, because he ran early graduation for me, played dirty tricks for Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi, was removed from the Director position, ordered back to the laboratory to 'live out his years in peace'!

Professor Han Yuanxiao was originally exiled to Hand Surgery, but because of Liu Huanglong's return, he naturally took the opportunity to return to Trauma Surgery to hold the fort.

Zhongnan Hospital is such a big hospital; a department without a Chief Physician holding the fort is a ridiculous thing.

"What matter? Could it be making trouble again?" Luo Tingzhu's gaze flashed.

Han Yuanxiao had targeted Fang Ziye before, had a 'record', so Luo Tingzhu instinctively leaned that direction.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Not making trouble, not an economic problem; this time it's his own historical problem."

"Professor Han Yuanxiao was exposed for multiple paper fabrications retracted… from Director Du's meaning, possibly bought…"

Domestically and internationally, precedents of dismissal or expulsion for academic misconduct are everywhere; what we daily contact more is domestic, because foreign similar situations don't transmit in via the internet.

This is a very serious problem.

Luo Tingzhu's mouth opened and closed, making the face mask at the mouth corners and nose tip bubble up; Luo Tingzhu instantly lost the mood for the face mask.

Right hand grabbed the mask off in one go: "Then what about you, Senior Brother? The sanatorium still has so many things waiting for you to slowly sort out."

Don't look at the team operating very normally now; actually Fang Ziye is the most lubricating piece of lubricant; if Fang Ziye really left the sanatorium, even their team's stall would collapse.

Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia, though they joke and scold, both know that when the critical moment hasn't arrived, Fang Ziye can always step out to hold the bottom.

Fang Ziye's eyes instantly narrowed slightly.

"Academic misconduct, historical problem."

Immediately after, Fang Ziye's expression turned solemn, tone icy: "I roughly know what's going on!!"

"This is an open conspiracy targeting the sanatorium, unsolvable!"

"What?" Luo Tingzhu's expression stiffened slightly.

"Tingzhu, since you came, I should have told you, our Trauma Surgery still has a Professor Gong Jiahe, technical level also very very high."

"But he left in April this year; the reason is his unit, a Chief Physician department director's hand was injured, he had to go back to lead the department."

"Before and after the same period, my teacher was reported."

"Now, our team is right in smooth development, and Teacher Han Yuanxiao is again exposed for past papers retracted, now facing dismissal predicament……"

"I absolutely cannot sit by and do nothing."

Everyone has an origin; there must be parents.

Profession is the same.

Fang Ziye can definitely stay in the sanatorium, but Fang Ziye also has his own origin, and that is Zhongnan Hospital.

Fang Ziye did not choose to come to the sanatorium because he disliked Zhongnan Hospital, but because he discovered he had been "unconventionally blockaded" and turned into a plaything; naturally he felt displeased.

"Senior Brother, then what about you?" Luo Tingzhu's expression was panicked; for a moment she did not know what to do.

She is not good at handling this kind of problem.

Likewise, Fang Ziye is not good at it either.

Not being good at it still requires facing it, resolving it.

Fang Ziye glanced at the time; it was already ten forty in the evening.

But no matter how late, this matter must be resolved and handled.

"Tingzhu, you go shower and sleep first; I have no tasks recently, so I still have to go out once more." Fang Ziye spoke while starting to tidy his shirt in front of the mirror.

He is going to see Dean Chen Song.

In Luo Tingzhu's perspective, Fang Ziye has indeed been very obedient recently; besides participating in online discussions and offline preoperative discussions, he has not gone to the laboratory or operating room, and has been recuperating his hand.

Therefore, Fang Ziye's rest time is abundant.

Luo Tingzhu nodded and did not speak; she feared her worry would affect Fang Ziye's mood.

Before leaving, Fang Ziye said to Luo Tingzhu: "Tingzhu, while my mood is not yet troubled, you remember one sentence, and later you may have to use this sentence to admonish me."

"That is, Dean Chen Song can fall, but the sanatorium and research institute will not fall."

"Even more extremely, both Chen Song and Chen Guangbai will die, but the sanatorium and research institute will still stand erect; after all, so much money has been invested here, it cannot be just for show."

Hearing this, Luo Tingzhu was frightened and her whole body trembled.

These words are indeed a tricky angle.

"This?" Luo Tingzhu's whole body began to shiver with cold.

"I am going to see Dean Chen Song." Fang Ziye finished speaking and went out the door.

First was Chen Guangbai; from Chen Guangbai to Chen Song; now again to him, Fang Ziye; Fang Ziye still has to go inquire whether anyone else has encountered a similar experience.

If so, then the other party's purpose is very obvious: it is aimed at Chen Song.

Moreover, all the arrangements are to deal with Chen Song, not to deal with the sanatorium and research institute.

Fang Ziye left; Luo Tingzhu was somewhat afraid, but after a while she fast-walked and jogged to the bathroom to start washing up...

After washing up, wiping her face, Luo Tingzhu only then carefully picked up the phone, struggling over whether to dial out.

She struggled for a full ten-odd minutes before putting it down.

But Fang Ziye did not expect that just as he was leaving the villa area, Wu Xuanqi was also holding a phone and "quarreling" with someone.

"Master, the matter is already done; the side has already been taken; now wanting to pull out definitely cannot make it in time."

"I have no retreat route! ~"

Wu Xuanqi's voice immediately turned into a gentle laugh: "Master, since I previously chose to become a spy, I have already enjoyed the corresponding conveniences."

"Dean Chen is an old acquaintance of mine, and also a benefactor in my life; I cannot be ungrateful."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye then remembered; it seems Wu Xuanqi is the biggest double agent; before coming to Enshi Yangyuan, he also cooperated with "other sanatoriums".

Then he turned around and sold them out.

The meaning is that Dean Chen Song's and Enshi Yangyuan's methods, compared to the other side, have no essential difference; neither is very aboveboard.

It is just that these methods, he fundamentally cannot access; Dean Chen Song also did not give him corresponding tasks.

To say something unpleasant, people who play these tricks are all insidious; it is only a difference in degree.

"Brother Qi, you also came out for a walk?" Fang Ziye stopped and waited for Wu Xuanqi to approach.

Only then did Wu Xuanqi discover Fang Ziye; approaching the villa area entrance, under the incandescent lamp light, Wu Xuanqi's struggling expression became even clearer.

Wu Xuanqi nodded: "My big trouble has come. I have to go find Dean Chen Song to save my life."

"It's this late and you're not at home hugging your wife; what are you doing going out?"

Hearing this, Fang Ziye gave a bitter smile: "I also have some small trouble on my end; I'm going to find Dean Chen Song to learn from experience."

Hearing this, Wu Xuanqi's brows instantly tightened: "Small trouble? What small trouble?"

"Forget it, let's talk in the car; we're rushed for time."

"Dean Chen is not in his courtyard now; he is in another villa in Enshi." Wu Xuanqi had already inquired about Chen Song's whereabouts in advance.

After Fang Ziye and Wu Xuanqi got in the car, Fang Ziye told the Zhongnan Hospital matter once through.

Wu Xuanqi said: "What trouble is this; go back and it's promotion and salary increase."

"My side is the one that makes the scalp numb! ~"

"A nest of fishy stench."

"Ziye, do you still remember? I said before, when I was studying, someone hit the wrong person, beat my head until the scalp bled, beat me into retrograde amnesia?"

Fang Ziye nodded.

"Mm, that person was locked up; now he's out again; when he went to a banquet, his whole family was gone."

"You say is your matter more troublesome, or is my matter more troublesome?" Wu Xuanqi used the most joking tone to say the most scalp-numbing words.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's scalp instantly tightened; he looked at Wu Xuanqi.

He knows Wu Xuanqi always does things in a way that stands out; and he distinguishes gratitude and resentment clearly.

Wanting Wu Xuanqi to suffer a silent loss — he won't stand for it.

This family counts as having ruined his prospects; he now has the strength to retaliate; if he uses an especially tricky way to retaliate against them?

Wu Xuanqi can do it, and he might very well do so.

"Damn it, even you don't trust me."

"Am I really this much of a failure?"

"Hah! Ptooey!" Wu Xuanqi rolled down the car window and spat a mouthful of saliva outward.

(Chapter End)