Chapter 671

In the office on the floor where the Orthopedics Department's Skill Training Room was located, an oval red-lacquered wooden table was surrounded by people, only everyone's complexion appeared slightly pensive.

A group of old men who wanted to speak but didn't know what to say began to look at each other in dismay.

Fang Ziye sat on a small red four-legged plastic stool with a woven seat, replying to his two teachers in turn: "Master, I'm in the Skill Training Room, in a meeting with the Old Professors."

"Good." Deng Yong replied.

"Why did the Old Professors keep you behind? Everything okay?" Yuan Weihong asked with a bit more concern; his thoughts ran slightly deeper than Deng Yong's.

After all, the several Old Professors of Trauma Surgery currently didn't have his teacher; if they really wanted to target Fang Ziye, he wouldn't be able to say a word.

"It's fine, just some small issues, I'm consulting with a few teachers." After finishing typing, Fang Ziye slipped his mobile phone into his pocket.

He didn't bother replying to other people's unimportant messages either, such as Li Yuanpei asking about the specific time for the scheduled teaching.

Seeing Fang Ziye withdraw his "playing with phone" gaze, Professor Xiong Zhizhang licked his lips with his tongue, speaking in a conflicted tone: "Ziye, your suggestion is still a bit too sharp."

"All at once you want to revise the benchmark standards for the Training Room across Master's, Doctoral, and Attending stages; the scope of impact is a bit too large."

"It's already September now, and there isn't much time until next year's Doctoral and Master's assessments; one move affects the whole body."

"This?"

"Our hospital's students can be notified in time, but we have no way to inform candidates from other institutions, do we?" Professor Xiong Zhizhang's expression and tone were both exceptionally hesitant.

At his age, he didn't care much about the department's infighting; he only wanted to recruit a few more students with good qualifications for Orthopedics, so the hospital could have a better chance of developing.

"Teacher Xiong, I know myself that the scope of impact would be quite broad, so I suggest starting with our Trauma Surgery first."

"After prolonged consideration, I still feel that our current Trauma Surgery graduation standards for Master's and Doctoral students are too scattered, not fully focused on our Trauma Surgery's core basic skills."

"For instance, our current Trauma Surgery clearance requirements include completing shallow suturing of tofu, cutting tofu into an octahedral pyramid shape."

"This kind of requirement for suturing technique and incision technique is, for Trauma Surgery Master's students, a redundant requirement."

"And our Trauma Surgery's core basic skill like debridement technique, requiring carving tofu into three-dimensional characters, is actually a bit beyond the syllabus too."

"The basic skills to be mastered at the Master's stage focus more on a single word: control." Fang Ziye's voice was quite resonant.

"Various teachers, I'm also looking back from the perspective of someone who's been through it, and only then do I feel this practice hierarchy and assessment standard might not be good."

Professor Li Guohua then said: "Then Ziye, you mean, let us lower the standards?"

"If we lower the standards, how can we objectively display the candidates' qualifications?"

"From the principle of 'better to lack than to be excessive', setting standards slightly higher means the talent of students we subsequently receive will be higher."

Professor Qi Wenshan of Joint Surgery also said upon hearing this: "Yes, Ziye, the Training Room's clearance assessment is for selecting talent, not for catering to candidates! ~"

Although, people who studied for Master's at Zhongnan Hospital wouldn't necessarily stay at the hospital for their Doctorate.

But the more excellent the qualifications of people entering the hospital for graduate study, the stronger Zhongnan Hospital's talent foundation.

Fang Ziye then said: "Teacher Xiong, I know your concerns."

"How about this: I'll take our group's fellow trainees first, and conduct the stepped practice method I designed for them."

"The duration won't be long either; let's set it at one month for now, roughly during the October holiday period, we'll look at their progress then."

"Even if there's no effect by then, the several Old Professors can't blame me for delaying their future."

"How about that?"

The Training Room is the Old Professors' home turf; every Old Professor who can enter here is without exception a professor of 'dedication spirit' and 'deep seniority'.

Nor do all Old Professors choose to continue coming to the Training Room to shine and contribute.

Fang Ziye also didn't dare to privately alter the 'Promotion Training Processes' they had set for each specialty.

Fang Ziye was targeting Trauma Surgery's people, so Professor Qi Wenshan and the others didn't say much more, just looked toward Professor Xiong Zhizhang and Professor Li Guohua.

"One month, the impact won't be too great."

"There's just one issue: according to the Trauma Surgery practice plan you just spoke of, Ziye, your practice plan differs from most of the plans in our Training Room."

"How do we determine effectiveness? How determine ineffectiveness?" Professor Li Guohua asked after stating his position.

"Teacher Li, it's actually simple: just have our group's fellow trainees take the assessment according to the Training Room's standards, and see their room for improvement."

"Look at the improvement space of everyone from first-year Master's fellow trainees to second-year Doctoral fellow trainees. During this process, I'll try not to interfere with their basic skills practice."

"But teaching during surgeries and teaching classes, that's unavoidable." Fang Ziye replied.

Fang Ziye had carefully considered the several major sources of Knowledge Points; research breakthroughs were inevitably one of them.

The second is teaching; livestream teaching on a mobile phone is one form, another is whether a more scientific improvement training plan can be explored.

Although the second path might not bring Fang Ziye many Knowledge Points, because in principle, even if they practice successfully and their basic skills improve, it doesn't have that much to do with Fang Ziye.

The obtainable Knowledge Points are extremely meager, but even if meager, if I can promote the two Trauma Surgery core basic skill lines of debridement technique and hemostasis technique to all medical colleges through my learning method.

Then the base number of people improving capability through my learning method becomes large; isn't that more fragrant than doing livestreams?

Doing livestreams is just a way for Fang Ziye currently, quickly, by catering to everyone's 'curiosity' psychological desire to produce Knowledge Points; it's a backup plan.

The real mainstream plan, the long-term strategy, is still the silent, nurturing orthodox teaching; best if this teaching model can be promoted to medical colleges nationwide.

Of course, Fang Ziye also knows he can't promote all basic skills; he doesn't have that much ambition, nor can he bear the 'consequences' of possibly leading everyone astray.

Just leading the two basic skills of debridement technique and hemostasis technique is enough.

Once this method proves effective, ten years later, Fang Ziye's daily Knowledge Point gain will reach a terrifying figure; daily income of ten thousand is absolutely not a dream.

"Then let's settle it like this."

Professor Li Guohua nodded, then warned: "Ziye, no matter what, one month first."

"I don't deny your excellence, but I also can't let you mess around with the fellow trainees for too long." Professor Li Guohua warned with upright impartiality.

"Okay, thank you Teacher Li." Fang Ziye nodded, tone formal.

……

Only after talking it through like this did Fang Ziye send a message to Li Yuanpei in the group.

"@Li Yuanpei, Yuanpei, you gather all our group's Professional Master's and Professional Doctoral students in the group, tonight at eight, meeting in Training Room 801."

"Everyone who can come, try to come! ~" Fang Ziye sent the message while standing at the doorway of the Skill Training Building.

"Received! ~Senior Brother. @Everyone." Shu Lang was the first to reply.

Although Fang Ziye only @-ed Li Yuanpei individually, after Shu Lang saw it, he still replied at the first moment and also helped @ everyone.

Soon, the others followed suit one after another.

This is the big group besides superiors; all the Doctors and Master's Students in the group are in it, a group that hasn't undergone a second round of Master's School screening.

Seeing one fellow trainee after another reply "received" very giving-face, Fang Ziye's mood inexplicably had a kind of joy.

This kind of happy feedback cannot be replaced by any other level.

This is the "happiness" belonging to superiors and teachers.

A 'happiness' different from ordinary teachers and parents.

Just, very quickly someone led the building astray.

Lan Tianluo: "Senior Brother, I'm departing from Enshi to Han City now, will I still make it in time?"

Jie Han: "Senior Brother, can you push it to tomorrow? I'm taking a taxi and departing right now."

Wang Yuanqi: "Senior Brother, can you delay it to the day after tomorrow? I'm taking a green-skin train right now."

Sun Shaoqing: "Senior Brother, can you delay it to next year? I'm setting off on foot right now……"

Fang Ziye looked, the corner of his mouth twitching repeatedly.

Good fellow, a single message of his blew out even Sun Shaoqing Senior Brother who usually lurks year-round.

"Senior Brother Sun, please don't mock me."

"Wang Shixiong, where are you working now?" Fang Ziye asked while walking toward the Orthopedics Building, being a head-down tribe member.

"How dare Little Sun act up in front of Professor Fang? Withdraw." Far away Sun Shaoqing joked.

The other little Master's Students and little Doctors all didn't dare speak, completely lurking.

Wang Yuanqi then exclaimed: "Still working? (Dub it yourself)"

The detailed explanation afterward was all typed out by Wang Yuanqi.

"I plan to enter Teacher Yuan's Postdoctoral Mobile Station. Finding a suitable job is too hard now." Wang Yuanqi said.

"Senior Brother you're coming back? When?" Fang Ziye hurriedly asked.

In terms of relationship, Fang Ziye's relationship with Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing is the best, but in terms of unresolved feelings, Fang Ziye feels Big Brother Gu and Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing leaving Zhongnan Hospital are both reasonable.

Wang Yuanqi being fired was entirely because Teacher Deng Yong couldn't control his own reckless operations.

"Not settled yet, the Postdoctoral Mobile Station entry time isn't fixed either, I'm also waiting for Teacher Yuan's specific news." Wang Yuanqi replied.

"Might have to meet by the end of this month."

"Found a few units before, although got offers, all felt not right." Wang Yuanqi said.

Li Yuanpei stood out at this moment, first sent a smiley: "Wang Shixiong, Ziye, can you two take it to private chat? There are other fellow disciples who haven't replied."

"Or the three of us make a group?"

"You want to eat melon alone?" Lurking Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing surfaced again……

Very luckily, the relationship and atmosphere among fellow disciples are all very good, so Fang Ziye is also happy to lurk.

After Fang Ziye entered the Trauma Surgery Director's Office, the first thing he said was: "Master, I want to enter your Postdoctoral Mobile Station."

Yuan Weihong was originally sitting upright; hearing Fang Ziye's words, he was scared so his whole upper body gave a start, trembled three shivers, then looked Fang Ziye up and down: "What joke are you making?"

"Why would you enter a Postdoctoral Mobile Station? I already agreed to Wang Yuanqi." Yuan Weihong hurriedly explained.

"Congratulations, Master." Fang Ziye immediately cupped hands in congratulations.

Whether one can establish a Postdoctoral Mobile Station is another manifestation of a person's research accumulation and research achievements; generally only those who do research very well can establish a Postdoctoral Mobile Station.

As an Outstanding Youth Fund, Researcher, with high output, Yuan Weihong naturally has such qualifications.

According to Trauma Surgery's current 'Jianghu Status', Fang Ziye first, Yuan Weihong second, even Deng Yong who must have a Doctorate can only be relegated to third.

"Don't scare people like this, you'll give your master a myocardial infarction."

"I thought you'd gone mad." Yuan Weihong sat properly, face still not looking too good.

Fang Ziye then realized, the teacher has changed.

No, should say oneself has changed; oneself can no longer casually joke and quip with the teacher, congratulate him through joking means; it's just no longer suitable to joke with the teacher.

The other party would take it seriously, and would very cautiously examine every sentence of his.

Fang Ziye doesn't need a Postdoctoral Mobile Station work history; a Postdoctoral Mobile Station is actually a transfer station for some people with insufficient research accumulation to accumulate research thickness.

Fang Ziye now, if age were enough, could get Distinguished Youth; Changjiang Scholar would also be no problem.

If not for this year's graduation delaying him, he would be Outstanding Youth Fund now too; even with an Outstanding Youth Fund Yuan Weihong in Zhongnan Hospital Orthopedics, he couldn't be blocked.

"Master, the anatomy teacher you're looking for, found one yet?" Fang Ziye hurriedly changed the topic.

Yuan Weihong slightly cupped hands: "Watch your wording in the future, where is an anatomy teacher so easy to invite?"

"But your master really did find one in Yi City, only can go pay respects mid-month, you come with me then."

"Okay, Master." Fang Ziye nodded in agreement.

Yuan Weihong continued: "This afternoon, I and Long Ge, Fang Ge them held a small meeting; their recognition of you is very high, praise unstinting."

"Not the commercial mutual flattery and Jianghu flattery kind; it's really very optimistic about you, saying you're very able to take care of others' emotions."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye sighed deeply, shook his head: "Master, actually it's not that I'm very able to take care of others' emotions."

"But rather our department's current situation, for Teacher Chen Fang and Teacher Peng Long these two, is very friendly."

"Currently no Chief Physician; after they're promoted they can routinely lead groups, no need to leave home and hometown like many old seniors in our Orthopedics."

Fang Ziye saw the key at a glance.

Actually very understandable.

Every rank has different numbers of people.

For example, many Ben Yuan physicians stay at the hospital, like the previous Wang Yuanqi, like Fang Ziye, like Jin Hongzhou, like Zhang Zixi, like Nie Xuehua.

There are so many Attending Physicians at the First Grade level.

But at the Associate Professor level, only four remain.

Xie Jinyuan, Yuan Weihong, Chen Fang, Peng Long. Yuan Weihong was only promoted recently.

However, at the Professor level, back when Old Professor Dong Yaohui was still there, how large was the age gap between Dong Yaohui, Deng Yong, and Han Yuanxiao? Basically five or six years each.

Where did the others go?

Could it be that Deng Yong and Han Yuanxiao didn't take on any disciples for five years before and after? Zhongnan Hospital would have collapsed long ago.

Yuan Weihong looked at Fang Ziye, his mouth corner twitching for a good while: "You look less and less like a student now."

"Master even regrets teaching you so much." Yuan Weihong's voice carried a sigh.

The more a student understands, the more powerless the teacher feels.

Just like some high school specialty candidates, what they know, their high school teachers might not even know.

For such students, teachers don't even look at them properly during class; it doesn't matter whether you come or not.

For recommendation-exemption students, that's even more true; once you're sure you can get into Huazhong or Peking University, high school life has nothing to do with you anymore...

Fang Ziye said with a straight face: "Master, the more I understand, the fewer things you have to worry about."

"I'm doing this to save your beautiful hair." Fang Ziye finally uttered those two characters.

Brother Wei Heard, immediately feigned anger, pointed at the doorway: "Scram! ~"

Fang Ziye didn't move, acting shamelessly.

After standing up, he walked behind Yuan Weihong and began demonstrating his massage skill.

You should know, previously for Kai Ye to get better recovery, Fang Ziye had added points to Massage Technique rehabilitation.

In less than half a minute, Yuan Weihong narrowed his eyes, humming mmm-mmm.

"Ziye, your massage technique is pretty good?"

"If you don't become a doctor in the future, go to a place like Yi He Kang, you'd absolutely be the top pick." Yuan Weihong said.

"Right? Master, I found myself a retreat route." Fang Ziye replied gently.

"You really plan to go?" Yuan Weihong asked.

"I'm saying just in case."

"Master, massage for five more minutes, then we should depart for the Training Room." Fang Ziye said.

"Mmm-mmm." Yuan Weihong felt his shoulders and neck especially relaxed, as if Fang Ziye had found the G-spot on his shoulders.

"Go to the Training Room to do what?" Yuan Weihong asked.

"Practice basic skills."

"Then you go."

"Not me practicing, it's Master you practicing."

Yuan Weihong heard this, suddenly startled, shook off Fang Ziye's hands.

Gazing intently at Fang Ziye.

"Master, you have to go!"

"The Department still needs you to guard it, the Ward Director position still needs you to sit in it, otherwise the Old Professors might force me to 'usurp the position'."

"I don't want that, so I can only force you a bit." Fang Ziye's words were earnest.

Yuan Weihong heard this, seemed to realize something, crisis awareness very strong.

Following Fang Ziye out the door, he led Fang Ziye to the Skill Training Building.

After entering the third training room of the Training Room, Yuan Weihong directly locked the door.

Half an hour later.

"Hands need to be steadier, Master. At your current level, if Debridement Technique is to advance further, you can only train your hands to be steadier." Fang Ziye sat.

Yuan Weihong stood in a horse stance, both hands holding a scalpel, on each scalpel hung a rope, on the rope was tied the Orthopedics Department's steel-plate hammer suspended.

"To do Debridement well, the whole hand must be integrated; the strength of the upper arm and forearm must be fully channeled into the hand, so when doing surgery it won't be too tiring."

"Currently, there is no scientifically proven training method, but I feel training the hand's core strength is a very important link, Master your persistence."

Yuan Weihong's both hands were trembling.

Blue veins bulged on his forehead: "Ziye, tell me, are you deliberately targeting me for revenge?"

"Master, impossible! ~"

Fang Ziye's words were earnest: "Even if others wanted me to train them, I couldn't be bothered."

"You are my Master."

Twenty minutes later.

"Can't take it anymore! ~" Yuan Weihong put down the scalpels and hammers in both hands, hurriedly started shaking his wrists.

Both hands felt like they were filled with lead.

"Ziye, you didn't train like this before, did you?" Yuan Weihong looked at Fang Ziye with a deep gaze.

"Master, talent not enough, can only make up with effort." Fang Ziye replied in a way that struck a nerve.

Yuan Weihong raised his hand to hit, Fang Ziye hurriedly grabbed Yuan Weihong's hand: "Master, right now is when your hand feel is worst, when your hands feel stiffest."

"But it's exactly the best timing to practice Debridement Technique! ~"

"Pork and spare ribs are already prepared for you, you do muscle-bone separation first, then five-layer separation, finally muscle plasty, nerve plasty, vessel plasty..."

"My hands can't move anymore." Yuan Weihong retreated a few steps, tone resentful.

"Master, endure past it, and you'll be the next Professor Duan."

"No, even more formidable than Professor Duan." Fang Ziye said.

Duan Hong to this day still only relies on a National Treasure Doctor level Hemostasis Technique to walk the country, not Debridement Technique.

Perhaps stimulated by the two words "Professor Duan Hong," Yuan Weihong was full of motivation.

The time was about eight o'clock; Fang Ziye went out the door, leaving Yuan Weihong alone to practice silently.

Fang Ziye arrived at the Training Room, and after gathering all his Fellow Trainees together, he explained a brand new Debridement Technique practice pathway to them.

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he spoke first to dispel everyone's worries: "You don't need to worry; the practice pathway I've told you about, as long as you can persist with it."

"Later I will suggest Our Hospital adopt the Dual Standard Assessment during the Doctoral Assessment process, or during the Hospital Retention process."

"The Traditional Professional Assessment and the new Professional Assessment will proceed Walking Side by Side; you only need to meet the standard of one of them, and you can study for a doctorate or meet the Hospital Retention requirement."

"Ziye, is it that simple?" Li Yuanpei asked with half-belief, half-doubt.

"Senior Brother Li? Do you think it's simple?"

"Then you try it..." A mysterious smile flashed across Fang Ziye's Mouth Corner.

Ten Minutes later, Li Yuanpei's Forehead began to be covered in Cold Sweat.

On one hand he felt he was so Dish/Vegetable he was pathetic, on the other hand he still felt Fang Ziye's set standard was especially simple; compared to the previous standards in the Training Room, it was simply Pediatrics.

This is a thinking blind spot.

One Hour later, Li Yuanpei finally gave up the thought of the Two Characters "simple," and began to look worried and miserable.

……

At this time, Fang Ziye also exited Room 801, and went to the Training Room where Yuan Weihong was; listening to the steady, peaceful Breath sounds inside, he did not Push Open the door to Disturb Master Yuan Weihong.

He only silently recited in his heart: Master, this Path will definitely be very Hard Work; I also cannot guarantee you will reach that step; perhaps it will need Three Years Five Years.

But it is the best Pathway/Route I have Summarized at present; if you Passed it, you will have a smooth road ahead; if you don't pass it, your achievements won't be lower than now.

National Treasure Doctor-level Basic Skills are not that easy to Reach...

At any time, any training Method, to reach National Treasure Doctor level requires a certain talent.

(Chapter End)