Chapter 669

"Professor Fang..." Lan Qi's expression was particularly pitiful at this moment, trying his best to ingratiate himself, no longer having the thoughts he had yesterday on the other end of the phone.

Fang Ziye was just a doctor; how much influence could he have.

"I have to go to work; working people all have it hard; being late not only means docked pay but also getting chewed out by superiors."

"You go be busy with your business." Fang Ziye said politely.

Lan Qi's sources of income were definitely not limited to one; he walked the scalper path, and he definitely didn't rely solely on Fang Ziye to 'earn money'.

Perhaps from the start, when Lan Qi learned Fang Ziye was merely a Deputy Chief Physician, he never even considered problems he himself couldn't help solve.

Fang Ziye left; Lan Qi could only watch closely as he left, not daring to have any more petty thoughts.

Yesterday he used his own mobile phone to call Fang Ziye repeatedly; at first he was just blocked by Fang Ziye, and then he received a 'surveillance' call.

If he, Guo Zhou, continued to harass Fang Ziye, the consequences would be his own responsibility; when the other party called, they had already investigated his entire network of connections clearly.

There was someone behind Fang Ziye, with a huge background, and this background was far more formidable than his own backer...

People who have relied on connections to walk the jianghu for a long time come to respect others' jianghu connections even more, even fear them. The more one relies on this, the more one dares not break the rules.

Lan Qi was ultimately pointing at this thing to eat.

Fang Ziye headed straight into the department; it was still early, the superiors hadn't come over yet...

But the junior doctors had arrived quite completely.

Li Yuanpei had also just returned yesterday; he drank last night, but as the current 'Doctoral Senior Brother', he still took over the group's affairs at the first time.

Doctoral Year One; currently Li Yuanpei had already become the 'Professional Doctorate Senior Brother'.

When Fang Ziye and the others just entered the doctoral program, Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing was still there; then came Second-year Wang Yuanqi and Senior Brother Gu Yi; this June, Senior Brother Yan Zhiming had also graduated...

"Ziye, had breakfast?" Li Yuanpei called out.

"Teacher Fang."

"Teacher Fang..."

"Industry Brother."

The other doctoral and master's students also called out what they each thought were relatively suitable addresses.

The current doctoral team: Third-year was Li Yuanpei; Second-years were Shu Lang and Qiao Fei; First-year Doctoral was Cao Nong.

This year's First-year Doctoral count was relatively high; within the group alone there were four professional doctorates.

Cao Nong following Master Deng Yong, Jie Han following Yuan Weihong, Fang Ziye's own two students.

This existence was unique in the entire Orthopedics Department; this was the territory Fang Ziye had struck down after developing; although it looked a bit unconventional, no one dared to have any opinions.

Nor would anyone make an issue of too many quotas; after all, when Fang Ziye alone attained the Dao, his two masters also ate their fill; with the current research accumulation, taking on several students was perfectly normal.

Yuan Weihong had Outstanding Youth Fund; Deng Yong, although removed from clinical duties, was still in the laboratory, currently at the stage of a research big shot where others might not have doctoral students, but Deng Yong must have them.

The treatment Associate Professor Hong Zili previously enjoyed in the experimental group, Deng Yong now also enjoyed rightfully.

"Industry Brother, sorry." Among the crowd, Zhu Yunwen alone stepped forward, lowering his voice.

Zhu Yunwen was still a Third-year Master's student; he was forcibly delayed graduation by Deng Yong last April; originally in the same cohort as Jie Han, he only now rejoined the team.

"It's nothing; things are all in the past."

"Be more careful in the future; although I know your current stage is very difficult, no matter how hard it gets you can't go to extremes." Fang Ziye comforted.

Last year's Zhu Yunwen, who knew if it was greed or he was truly deceived, used a traditional Chinese medicine patch that hadn't fully passed clinical trials in the hospital, and took kickbacks.

Afterwards it was discovered...

Zhu Yunwen was actually fine; more importantly, several Chief Physicians in Hand Surgery were wiped out! Professor Han Yuanxiao was immediately removed from the Administrative Director position originally belonging to him, letting Professor Liu Huanglong become Ward Director.

"If there are difficulties, Senior Brother can help you." Fang Ziye said.

Zhu Yunwen who could pass Deng Yong's review definitely had no intention of deliberately harming Fang Ziye; otherwise, what awaited him would mostly be withdrawal or marginalization.

However, unintentional harm is still harm, and must be punished.

Zhu Yunwen shook his head: "Senior Brother, I will..."

Fang Ziye then also met the few new First-year Master's students in the hospital.

His own First-year student Hu Qingyuan was still in Enshi, but Yuan Weihong's student Lin Fangzhong and Deng Yong's student Teng Feng were both there, and were very formally introduced to Fang Ziye by Second-year Gong Luoyuan.

"Industry Brother, this year our group's First-year Master's are all from our own hospital; Teng Feng is also our hospital Seven-Year Program's outstanding student." Gong Luoyuan's face had matured a lot compared to last year, his build broad, looking quite imposing, only his expression currently carried an ingratiating smile.

"Good, welcome welcome." Fang Ziye shook hands with the two in turn.

"Teacher Fang, Senior Brothers all say, if one can perform excellently in the training room or outstandingly in the laboratory, one can get the opportunity to study together with you?"

"Is it true?" Teng Feng was of medium height, about 1.75 meters, tall and thin, only his face had some acne, slightly affecting his looks making him ordinary.

But his eyes were very clear and bright.

Fang Ziye didn't know his own positioning in the group now, but those who could enter the group were all fellow trainees, so he nodded: "It's definitely true; I welcome any fellow trainee to come discuss with me."

"Just that there might not be that much time to get to know you in detail; I..."

"Brothers, make way, make way, borrowing your Senior Brother Fang Ziye for a moment." From behind the door, a coarse voice came, followed by the tall Jin Hongzhou barging in.

When Fang Ziye was still a Third-year Doctoral, Jin Hongzhou was already Chief Resident; now Fang Ziye had become Associate Professor, he was still serving as Chief Resident.

Fate is unpredictable.

Jin Hongzhou being removed as Chief Resident was an accident, only not as 'innocent' as Wang Yuanqi.

"Zhou Ge." Fang Ziye hurriedly said.

"Professor Fang." After Jin Hongzhou walked up to Fang Ziye, he called out earnestly.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's expression turned stern, he nodded slightly, clasped his hands, old-fashioned: "Hmm, Little Jin, what business do you have?"

Jin Hongzhou instead froze, raising his head in shock.

"You speak, Little Jin." Fang Ziye withdrew his arms-crossed posture, politely extending his right hand in a welcoming gesture.

It was Jin Hongzhou who wanted to act cheap first.

Could Jin Hongzhou be more shameless than Wu Xuanqi? Under Wu Xuanqi's subtle influence, Fang Ziye had long been able to respond to such shameless tactics with great agility.

You didn't want to call him Zhou Ge and give him face; you insisted on playing the squeeze-people-out routine.

"Come with me to the office." Jin Hongzhou's face twitched, and he forcibly raised his volume somewhat.

"Okay! ~" Fang Ziye followed him out.

It wasn't as if Fang Ziye had just been promoted to Deputy Chief Physician today; he had been promoted when he left Han City, and at that time Jin Hongzhou still hadn't changed his form of address — today was merely to mock him.

Fang Ziye stood up, and the two of them, standing out like cranes among chickens, swaggered out of the office.

Independent and unconventional — this is what Ben Yuan physicians are, the 'Superiors' of all Graduate Students and Doctors!

"Teacher Fang is so handsome……"

"Teacher Fang has such presence; he looks only slightly older than us."

"Are all those stories about Teacher Fang true?"

The newly arrived Small Master's Students and the newly arrived Doctors, after all, had not personally witnessed Fang Ziye's deeds, so they had many questions.

These questions drifted into Fang Ziye's ears on the wind, and they made him feel quite comfortable.

Outsiders' flattery and respect Fang Ziye found optional, but his own Fellow Trainees' words like these gave him an especially strong sense of achievement.

Of course, there is also a particularly obvious dividing line between Ben Yuan physicians and Ben Yuan students.

Ben Yuan physicians are the Hospital's people; Ben Yuan's students are merely the Graduate School's people — they don't count as 'own people' yet, they still need to struggle.

After pushing open the Inpatient General Office door, Fang Ziye saw those familiar scenes again: the familiar Table, the familiar small Refrigerator, the familiar Drinks.

Jin Hongzhou took out a bottle of Yaha Drink Drink Iced Coffee for Fang Ziye.

"Guo Ge." But Fang Ziye still recognized the visitor at first glance — it was Jin Hongzhou's relative, Guo Zhou.

Last year, after Fang Ziye stepped down as Chief Resident, he was the person Jin Hongzhou brought over to seek his consultation.

"Hello, Professor Fang." Guo Zhou should have been given a popular-science briefing by Jin Hongzhou as well; upon meeting again, his wording was much more rigorous and respectful.

Jin Hongzhou said in a steady tone: "Ziye, actually, coming to find you is still because of my maternal cousin Guo Zhou."

"Ziye, for Guo Zhou's current type of surgery, you should be able to do it now, right?"

Jin Hongzhou wasn't certain either.

Last year Fang Ziye's inability might have been genuine, but Jin Hongzhou had also heard that during his time at the Yangyuan, Fang Ziye had carried out functional reconstruction surgeries.

There was an opportunity to further improve his maternal cousin's hand function.

Fang Ziye's eyes narrowed slightly: "Guo Ge, don't you firefighters have opportunities to get into Enshi Yangyuan? How come I never saw your materials on the patient waiting list?"

Guo Zhou was the one who had sought Fang Ziye for consultation last year, the one with many sons, unwilling to easily transfer careers; this year, knowing Fang Ziye had returned, he came knocking again.

"Professor Fang, actually, situations like ours belong to the fifth echelon on the waiting list."

"You said so last year too — our type of surgery counts as cosmetic surgery, not functional impairment, at most it's functional insufficiency."

"So the ranking is very far back."

"For those with situations similar to ours, active-duty Army personnel get priority, special forces even more so; if I queue in the normal order, I estimate I'd have to wait until the end of next year." Guo Zhou explained bitterly.

Hubei Province is vast, and its population is large.

Hubei Province has been a land of heroes since ancient times, and moreover Hubei Province has a Military Region garrison, so, in terms of treatment priority at the Yangyuan, they can only give precedence to those with higher needs, those who need treatment more urgently……

Fang Ziye thought it over carefully; it seemed plausible.

Currently, many patients appearing in the Yangyuan's Trauma Surgery and Hand Surgery departments are patients who, if not treated soon, will trend toward the terminal stage.

Osteomyelitis may require amputation; Diabetic Foot may also require amputation; if it's Bone Defect, they can't even stand.

Guo Zhou's daily activities have no problems at all; he just can't go on missions.

Guo Zhou is not that bad off; others are not well at all.

Fang Ziye looked at Jin Hongzhou: "Admission Certificate and hospitalization queue — have you settled them?"

"Zhou Ge, don't tell me you know nothing about the surgeries I did at the Yangyuan."

Guo Zhou is Jin Hongzhou's relative; if he himself doesn't pay attention to Guo Zhou's queuing and hospitalization matters, Fang Ziye won't stand for it.

Hearing this, Jin Hongzhou immediately said: "Ziye, rest assured, as long as you nod, Guo Zhou can come in anytime; he's been queuing since May this year, and has been yielding his spot to others all along."

"Just waiting for you, Ziye, to return — everything proper and by the book."

"Guo Ge, then you go back and pack your luggage first; get admitted as soon as possible. After the Preoperative Examination is completed, we'll discuss the surgery in detail." Fang Ziye said.

"Thank you, Professor Fang, thank you." Guo Zhou's eyes reddened upon hearing this.

He wanted to improve too much — not only because of the many children at home, but also his own pursuit.

Guo Zhou thanked Fang Ziye and Jin Hongzhou again, and explicitly said he wanted them to come to his home for a Meal before he happily left the Department.

……

The time was only 7:40; after Guo Zhou left, Jin Hongzhou said: "Ziye, great kindness needs no thanks — you know my current surgery slot is in high demand; big brother here is shamelessly asking for a small favor, not too much, right?"

Fang Ziye shook his head at these words and said earnestly: "Zhou Ge, last year I truly couldn't do it; if I could have, I definitely would have helped."

"This technique of functional reconstruction surgery — I only learned a smattering of it when I went traveling and encountered Professor Zhou Yan of Xiangya Hospital's Hand Surgery Department." Fang Ziye said with slight humility.

Big Brother Jin Hongzhou's kindness toward Fang Ziye doesn't need many words to express.

Before, he fed Fang Ziye so many Operations, recognized him so much — how much benefit did it bring to Jin Hongzhou?

Later, after Fang Ziye rose to prominence, Jin Hongzhou never once proactively leaned over to ask Fang Ziye to pull him up; he never repaid kindness with ulterior motives.

Fang Ziye himself never brought it up either, because Fang Ziye also couldn't swaggeringly say he'd give Jin Hongzhou something, and Jin Hongzhou would inevitably benefit because of him.

The current Jin Hongzhou has a profoundly deep Foundation; when promotion time comes later, there will be quite a few benefits.

No need for surface-level words to express it.

"Brother, I'm not questioning you; I truly thank you." Jin Hongzhou's expression was a bit serious, his tone even more affirmative.

"Then let's not talk about this topic; chatting about it feels more and more tangled."

"Zhou Ge, has Qin Geluo Big Brother also returned from Rural Rotation? He should be close to promotion to Deputy Chief Physician, right?" Fang Ziye changed the subject.

Deng Yong's group originally had, besides his own teacher Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong, also Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan, Attending Physician Qin Geluo, and Attending Physician Li Nuo as superiors.

Li Nuo transferred to the Spine Surgery group midway, and Fang Ziye only went to work at the Trauma Center after nearly finishing his Chief Residency, so they had little contact.

But Qin Geluo had covered shifts for Fang Ziye countless times; this favor from one of his own people, Fang Ziye would not forget a single bit of it.

"Went down in May, came back in August."

"Only did three months." Jin Hongzhou explained.

"Let's go, we'll go out and wait a bit for Brother Luo." Fang Ziye stood up.

Fang Ziye always firmly believed that your growth is not about distancing yourself further from your relatives and friends, but rather, under the premise of capability, enabling them to grow together with you.

Fang Ziye's own relatives he could not pull along; their foundation was too low, none even had an undergraduate degree — for instance his parents, his paternal cousins, his maternal cousins, etc. — they couldn't be pulled along.

But these big brothers in the department all possessed education, talent, and capability; what they lacked were opportunities and accumulation.

Goodwill is mutual.

When the cake isn't big enough, over time competitive contradictions will emerge; but when the cake is big enough, everyone can get along harmoniously, get promoted in orderly succession, advance together in an orderly fashion, and make the cake even bigger and rounder.

When Fang Ziye and Jin Hongzhou arrived at the office, all three associate professors had already arrived.

Yuan Weihong, Chen Fang, Peng Long.

Upon seeing Fang Ziye, everyone except Yuan Weihong crowded over to greet him warmly...

Fang Ziye also politely returned each greeting one by one.

Not returning home in wealth and honor is like walking at night in brocade clothes.

This time, Fang Ziye returning from Enshi Yangyuan was like a fierce tiger returning to its mountain, suppressing everything.

Whether overt or covert entanglements, inside Trauma Surgery there was no Bone Tumor group mixed in, nor was a Bone Tumor professor serving as Administrative Director — it was all Fang Ziye's connections.

After the greetings, Yuan Weihong then said: "Brother Long, you really won't consider it?"

"You're the big brother; the capable should bear more labor; this Ward Director position should be yours to hold."

Peng Long flicked the hem of his white coat: "Wei Ge, you're still an Outstanding Youth Fund recipient, and you've won the provincial youth professional competition's Special Prize! You're the truly deserving one."

"Right, Brother Fang?" Peng Long looked at Chen Fang.

During this period when the Chief Physician was absent, whoever served as Administrative Director would be the scapegoat; Peng Long and Chen Fang both avoided it like the plague.

Eat only as much as your ability allows.

Next came the "shirking" among Yuan Weihong and the others; Fang Ziye stood to the side, eyes on nose, nose on mouth, mouth on heart...

During handover, Yuan Weihong naturally took the Administrative Director's seat, alongside the Head Nurse; Fang Ziye sat in the third row to Yuan Weihong's left.

Qin Geluo, Zhang Zixi and the others were seated even further to Fang Ziye's left.

Because Fang Ziye was a Deputy Chief Physician, and also one of only four Deputy Chief Physicians in the department, this seating arrangement posed no issue at all.

After the on-duty nurses and on-duty doctors finished handover — originally there was no handover on Sundays, but Yuan Weihong still organized this one handover.

Yuan Weihong straightened his posture, looked at everyone and said: "September will definitely be the month with the greatest pressure, heaviest tasks, and relatively most critical situation for our department."

"This requires not only us superiors to shoulder responsibility; our Chief Residents, our Attending Physicians, our Doctor follow-up residents, our bed-managing doctors — all need to do their clinical work even more meticulously."

"In September, we'll be adding even more extra shifts!"

"I make a promise here: before 10 p. m. every night, I will not leave the department."

"As long as it's not yet 10 p. m., I'll stay with you all in the department burning the midnight oil; any detail of any patient, you can report directly to me."

"If we're unsure, we'll request a consultation; if the consultation doesn't clarify things, we'll research the literature together."

"If the literature doesn't clarify things, I'll accompany you to consult other domestic experts and professors..."

"Entrusted with Director Du's trust and the hospital's commission, I'm acting as interim Ward Administrative Director for one month — truly apprehensive, yet unable to decline."

"Therefore, I hope our medical team and our nursing team will all tighten up, and start drilling so that even without a professor, we can still fight hard battles well and fight team battles well."

"Must demand steadiness and pragmatism; every single matter must be implemented to the letter."

"Next I'll outline our work arrangements for September."

"Overall framework: following the previous task arrangements without change, our department will still take complex fracture cases as the foundation, interspersed with admitting 'mangled extremity' patients, and sequentially carry out mangled extremity limb-salvage surgery and functional reconstruction surgery."

"The task focus of our three groups all lies within these cases."

"However, this model has been upheld by our department for a year already; we've already accumulated this foundation, and have a very mature work model."

"So, starting this month, our group plans to admit a few relatively complex disease types, such as severe osteomyelitis and other infection cases..."

After Yuan Weihong spoke at length, he asked again: "Professor Chen, do you have anything to add or suggest?"

Chen Fang shook her head; Yuan Weihong then looked at Peng Long.

Peng Long also shook his head.

"Ziye, you say a few words." Yuan Weihong's tone at this moment was a command.

He was not only a teacher, but also the Administrative Director — Fang Ziye's superior, his leader.

Fang Ziye knew he had to speak; he had already prepared his notes just now: "Director Yuan, I just listened to our department's work focus over the past year as well."

"Mainly highlighting one word: steady."

"I feel this overall goal should still be persisted in without change."

"Therefore, I don't recommend we continue admitting severe osteomyelitis infection patients, because our hospital currently lacks the prerequisite medical conditions for combined use of osteomyelitis treatment with the microcirculation instrument."

"The microcirculation instrument's circulatory occlusion operation is a highly specialized and complex surgical technique; our hospital's Vascular Surgery department temporarily has no capability to assist with consultation."

"However, our work focus can undergo fine-tuning."

"That is, centered on mangled extremity, continue to further consolidate our diagnostic and treatment capabilities and operational capabilities, especially in vascular reconstruction — this step must be strengthened further."

"The reasons for my suggestion are as follows."

"The microcirculation instrument's circulatory occlusion technique, its root lies in an alternative reconstruction of blood supply, sharing the same origin as our mangled extremity vascular reconstruction technique; our Trauma Surgery has mangled extremity as such a good 'model case' — we absolutely cannot discard it!"

"Rather, we should use it as material, on the basis of completing limb-salvage surgery treatment, to extend practice of other operations — make full use of everything."

"Second, during the mangled extremity limb-salvage process, we perform bone reconstruction and may encounter bone defects; we can further strengthen the treatment concept for bone defects."

"We will further refine some of the bone defect reconstructions we previously did not do well enough, striving to give patients better function..."

"Third, basic operations are very important; this time, I feel our ward should place higher importance on everyone's basic operations, and everyone should take this as their foundation to develop their own surgical capabilities..."

"I also have some thoughts I hope to mutually encourage in learning with all the teachers, all the classmates, and all the fellow trainees." Fang Ziye finished speaking and raised his head.

"Let's leave it at that for now, don't expand anything for the time being..." Fang Ziye appeared to be making a suggestion, but in fact had already decided.

(Chapter End)