Chapter 700: Remote Laning!
On October 20th, morning light spilled through the glass window, gentle and not glaring.
Fang Ziye played with the plump leaves of the green radish by the window, tilting his head to look at his Master Yuan Weihong: "Master, you've taken good care of this green radish? When I came back the leaves were still yellow."
Yuan Weihong smiled casually: "Green radish is easy to keep alive, just give it water, no need to manage a damn thing."
Immediately after, Yuan Weihong meticulously stroked the leather sofa chair he was sitting on, his movements subtle and gentle, his voice low:
"Sitting in this position is indeed different from a hard wooden chair, it's just that the pressure is quite high. Real leather gets hot easily and burns your buttocks."
"Last night, I encountered an emergency case, almost couldn't get off the operating table."
Fang Ziye had drunk alcohol last night, so he didn't receive any calls, and no one sent him messages: "What situation, even Big Brother Qin Geluo couldn't handle it?"
"Later I had to swallow my pride and call Professor Gong to the emergency operating room. Before Professor Gong arrived, Xie Ge and I had already been in the operating room for six hours."
"What if it was given to Qin Geluo?"
Yuan Weihong didn't continue speaking, but sighed deeply, then said: "After this year ends, I'll still take the initiative to propose to the Surgery Teaching and Research Office to return this Administrative Director position to Professor Gong Jiahe."
"Him sitting here is truly deserved."
Yuan Weihong's voice carried reluctance, his gaze distant, his hands still rubbing the armrests of the leather sofa chair.
Fang Ziye could see Yuan Weihong's reluctance, but in his heart he also had no particularly good solution.
Yuan Weihong's aptitude wasn't bad, his current strength actually already far surpassed most peers; horizontally compared, under Fang Ziye's tutelage Yuan Weihong's level now reached Professor Han Yuanxiao's professional standard at around forty-one years old.
However, after all, the current Trauma Surgery doesn't only have Associate Professors Chen Fang and Peng Long, there's also Gong Jiahe this top-tier Trauma Surgery expert.
Back then, Professor Han Yuanxiao had already been a Chief Physician for several years, possessed the ability to lead a team, and even in the Administrative Director position he struggled considerably.
Now wanting Yuan Weihong to grow in a short time to the point of being able to lead a full specialty, there are no shortcuts, unless Yuan Weihong also opens a cheat.
Yuan Weihong voluntarily yielding the Administrative Director position to Professor Gong Jiahe is the most natural, most deserved outcome.
"Master, how about this then, when the time comes you go to the Guanggu Campus with me, you continue mentoring me." Fang Ziye said.
The first topic this morning when he came, Fang Ziye explained his own future plans to Yuan Weihong.
Fang Ziye also needs to grow, and his own foundation is profound and abundant, he needs a 'Director' of a new campus and new ward as a springboard.
Fang Ziye leads a team in the sanatorium, but to lead a department in Zhongnan Hospital he still needs to go through tempering, needs time to prove he has leadership ability.
Yuan Weihong couldn't find any reason to cut off Fang Ziye's promotion path.
"What would I go there for? It's nothing more than another miniaturized version of Trauma Surgery."
"You wouldn't think I can make Professor Ceng Duoqin of Bone Disease Department convinced, would you?"
"One ward, at most three administrative groups."
"Currently, our four sub-specialties, before you intervened, besides the Bone Disease Specialty, it's Professor Du Xinzhan's Joint Surgery that developed the best."
"That side setting up a separate Joint Surgery sub-group is inevitable."
"What would I go there for in name only?" Yuan Weihong was clear-headed about the human world.
A 'genius's' growth is either too fast, like Fang Ziye, rising against heaven early on.
Or it's steady progress following the crowd, like Professor Han Yuanxiao, otherwise one ends up in a relatively awkward period!
Yuan Weihong's voice then turned to dejection: "No matter what, this campus here needs someone to hold the fort, otherwise you go out easily, but wanting to come back isn't easy……"
"We can have no heart to harm others, but we cannot completely lack the heart to guard against others."
Yuan Weihong is older than Fang Ziye after all, so he considers things more thoroughly, fearing someone in the department might pull a 'exile' trick, send Fang Ziye away and then not let him return.
Actually Fang Ziye feels Yuan Weihong's such worries are rather superfluous, but it seems this is also the only thing Yuan Weihong can do currently.
"Master, actually calm down, quietly building a professional team and research team is something that must be done."
"Our team, the current prototype is still not solid, compared to top-tier departments, we still lack comprehensive foundation."
"For example Professor Duan Hong's team I visited last Friday, due to years of management and accumulation, only now can the group internal be considered truly full of talent." Fang Ziye said.
"I know, there's no way! ~"
Yuan Weihong nodded: "Compared to Tongji Hospital, Tongji Hospital has always been aristocrats, our hospital used to be poor peasants, only now barely leaped to middle class."
"Purely competing for student source we also can't beat them, right?"
"Can only occasionally pick up some leaks."
"But top-tier geniuses are encountered but not sought……"
"If it wasn't for you staying steady here, Lan Tianluo would have run off long ago, Jie Han probably wouldn't have chosen to stay with us during his PhD either."
"Tingzhu has talent, background, and temperament all good, but after all she's a girl, not too suitable for our Trauma Surgery."
"Others, like Xiong Jinhuan, Li Yuanpei, etc., all can't shoulder major responsibilities."
"Counting like this, back then Professor Deng Yong didn't let Song Yi run, he can barely count as one most core talent reserve."
"After Song Yi, among so many students these years, there still hasn't been found anyone with such promise……"
"Actually thinking back now, back then Song Yi choosing to come to our Zhongnan Hospital, what he considered wasn't Professor Deng Yong, but wanting to become 'chicken head' stepping on air, should also have been guided by a senior/expert."
"It's just a pity……"
Song Yi is from Kyoto University's Seven-Year Program, possibly his Graduate Supervisor analyzed with a relatively high vision when he chose his PhD unit.
Song Yi went to Tongji Hospital, at most just following the crowd, but if he could come to Zhongnan Hospital, he would inevitably become a core bone.
"Master, let's not talk about past things anymore."
"Every personality and choice, while gaining benefits, will also inevitably lose some things."
"I actually also made the department lose many good development opportunities."
"For example those few Teachers……" Fang Ziye walked back from the windowsill, his demeanor relatively restrained.
Back then where would Fang Ziye stand at such a high angle to think about problems, in his heart he only thought of one thing, that is those who hurt my teacher, absolutely impossible to come to Zhongnan Hospital for employment.
But perhaps, letting Liu Qiao enter Zhongnan Hospital back then might not necessarily be a bad thing either.
At least on the surface, all benefits would belong to Trauma Surgery, and wouldn't need Liu Huanglong to serve as 'honorary' leader.
……
Morning, eight-thirty.
After Fang Ziye finished rounds with Yuan Weihong and the others, he did not follow the main group into the operating room at the first opportunity; instead, after taking temporary leave from Yuan Weihong, he once again slipped into the Director's Office.
Seeing Professor Liu Tang's message reply that today was neither a surgery day nor an outpatient day, he locked the door and dialed the phone.
"Group Leader Fang, how come you have the free time to message me today?" Professor Liu Tang's voice was still booming, as if his energy were limitless.
Fang Ziye did not have much contact with Professor Liu Tang, but the only impression he left on Fang Ziye was his abundant vigor: "Professor Liu, please don't make fun of me; what kind of group leader am I?"
"It's all thanks to the esteem of you teachers."
"Professor Liu, my fellow trainee is on your side; he hasn't caused you any trouble, has he?"
Professor Liu Tang was also an extremely cunning person; with just a reminder from Fang Ziye, Liu Tang knew Fang Ziye's intent: "Professor Fang's call today is to come demanding accountability?"
"Professor Fang might as well speak directly; if there's a mistake, I'll correct it! ~"
Anyone who can become a Ward Administrative Director is no fool.
Liu Tang struck first by retreating to advance.
Fang Ziye said: "Professor Liu, you've just placed a high hat on me that I can't even touch the brim of."
"I only heard my fellow trainee say that when he was responsible for coordinating the clinical pilot, he didn't understand some of the treatment plans very well."
"Professor Liu, you also know that my fellow trainee and I are different from you, Professor Liu; we are students of Trauma Surgery, and our understanding of other sub-specialties isn't extensive, so this project's chemotherapy regimen still needs to rely on the Bone Disease Department's teachers to expend effort."
"We never worry about chemotherapy regimen problems, and we also cannot worry about them."
"But, regarding Traditional Chinese Medicine related treatment plans, we really don't understand a single thing; Professor Liu, your techniques are comprehensive, and you've introduced such high-end things during treatment, leaving us with no way to start?"
"The customization of these treatment plans runs counter to the clinical pilot framework we submitted for application."
"I wonder if Professor Liu can sympathize a little with the difficulty of us research people?"
Professor Liu Tang's research attainments were also quite deep; he was a more all-round generalist, and the depth of any single skill would not fall short of any same-age peer, even slightly surpassing many.
Just compared to especially top-tier specialty professors, he lacked a bit of fire, after all he was greedy for too much.
"Is Professor Fang lacking confidence in his own microcirculation instrument combined chemotherapy regimen, or does he not trust my acupuncture and moxibustion tonic ability?" Liu Tang directly pierced the gauze separating the two.
Fang Ziye replied calmly: "Professor Liu, there's no need to provoke me."
"I lack confidence in our clinical trial; before the final results come out, I've always been trembling with fear, afraid the data has leaks, letting down patients, letting down the leaders' trust and the funding expenditure."
"Before any research result's data is thoroughly out, one cannot speak of certainty."
"As the saying goes, to know is to know, not to know is not to know. For any field I'm unfamiliar with, I feel even more apprehension!"
"In my years of practicing medicine, I've almost never come into contact with Traditional Chinese Medicine, and during diagnosis and treatment, I've also never involved myself in any TCM treatment."
Liu Tang directly interrupted: "Why must Professor Fang be like this? You previously worked at Enshi Yangyuan; can you still have absolutely no understanding of TCM?"
"Actually it's all the same thing; integration of Chinese and Western medicine is the general trend, and also the inevitable path for Eastern Han's medical development suited to national conditions."
Liu Tang directly started waving the big banner.
But how could Fang Ziye be so easily fooled; he said very straightforwardly: "Professor Liu, you may have misunderstood; during my time at Enshi Yangyuan, the patients I treated had no TCM element intervention."
"Because I couldn't control it myself, I didn't request the corresponding consultations!"
Liu Tang froze, his breathing even becoming rapid: "The patients you treated at Enshi Yangyuan had not a single case of TCM intervention?"
"Are you joking with me here?"
Liu Tang very clearly knew inside out who was the big boss and who was the small boss at Enshi Yangyuan.
After all, it was the largest Military Region Yangyuan in the Central China Region, and also the relatively most proper 'Research Institute'.
"If Professor Liu doesn't believe it, you can go personally to investigate and gather evidence; if there's falsehood in my words, I'll face you and carry thorns to apologize! ~" Fang Ziye spoke with ringing conviction.
Fang Ziye had performed multiple mangled extremity limb-salvage surgeries and functional reconstruction surgeries at Zhongnan Hospital, also without TCM element participation, so when he went to Enshi Yangyuan, Chen Song also never brought up such matters.
The call between the two instantly froze; Fang Ziye could even hear the other party's bellows-like breathing sounds.
Fang Ziye's own breathing sounds were also no longer as steady as before.
Fang Ziye and Professor Liu Tang were not familiar; this call amounted to a cross-line quarrel, and Fang Ziye was still at a relative disadvantage in professional title.
But Fang Ziye had to do this, because he was the main initiator of this project, responsible for all the clinical trial's regularity, legality, and purity.
"Professor Fang, my side won't bring any trouble to the clinical trial."
"Does Professor Fang trust me?" Liu Tang weakened a few degrees first.
People in Fang Ziye and Liu Tang's positions, every word is a spit and a nail; Fang Ziye could not possibly cheat him, Liu Tang, on such a big matter.
So, even if he really went to investigate and gather evidence, the result would certainly be as Fang Ziye said.
This could be heard from Fang Ziye's tone and attitude.
If Fang Ziye, during his time at Enshi Yangyuan, had also been "supervised" and assisted by Chen Song's TCM Group, Fang Ziye would not dare to have such a hardline attitude when facing TCM elements.
Because such a premise would mean Fang Ziye had to look up to Chen Song's nasal breathing; Chen Song is a TCM inheritor...
"Professor Liu, I personally definitely trust you, Professor Liu, very much."
"I trust TCM even more."
"But doing things is doing things; doing a project, what comes first is rules, not other aspects."
"A project has no euphemistic wording; it's just a string of data, inversely deriving one conclusion after another; it ought to be extremely pure."
"I support Professor Liu removing the microcirculation instrument element, giving up this clinical pilot, and continuing the previous integrated Chinese-Western medicine therapy."
"I also support Professor Liu, after the microcirculation instrument clinical pilot ends, continuing to add bricks and tiles to enrich bone tumor treatment."
"But now, the microcirculation instrument clinical trial's key points are purely the combination of microcirculation instrument and chemotherapy; it should not mix in other elements." Fang Ziye's voice rang with conviction.
After listening, Liu Tang gritted his throat and shouted: "What if I insist on doing it this way?"
Fang Ziye's tone was also not polite: "I'm just this project's project person in charge; the project's supervisory units are the National Health Commission, the Ministry of Science and Technology, and the National Natural Science Foundation Committee."
"Xiangya Second Hospital is not subordinate to the Hunan Provincial Health Commission, but it is still subordinate to the National Health Commission!"
Liu Tang started walking; the rubber soles of his shoes rubbing on the floor tiles emitted a harsh Surname Zi sound.
"Fang Ziye, are you threatening me?"
Fang Ziye said: "I wouldn't dare, Teacher Liu, I'm only doing this to be responsible for my research project."
"If you, Teacher Liu, want to end the clinical pilot early or refuse to continue the clinical trial, I personally will represent our team in expressing deep regret."
"Because our team would lose the support of a specialty that carries tremendous weight nationwide."
"But for the rigor and purity of the research project, we also have no choice but to reluctantly let it go! ~"
While Fang Ziye was speaking, the sound of a door clicking open and a bang of it closing came from Liu Tang's end.
Immediately after, Professor Liu Tang tapped the table with his hand: "Professor Fang, what do you mean by this?"
"Do you think I'm riding on your research group's popularity? Or that I'm depending on you to seek personal benefits and fame for myself?"
"Or is it that you fundamentally don't believe in our department's integrated Chinese-Western medicine plan?"
"You have a prejudice against Chinese medicine elements! ~"
Fang Ziye continued explaining in a calm tone: "Neither, Professor Liu! ~"
"You're also a research person, you should know the RCT trial standard is to control all unrelated variables."
"The project's design, execution, operation, and data collection process must all be extremely pure."
"Even if I believe Chinese medicine elements might have a very large effect on the microcirculation instrument combined with individualized therapy, I still can't do it. I can't ride on our country's traditional medicine's popularity and attribute traditional medicine's credit to my own research group."
"Because I myself am not a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, I cannot add mixed new elements to newly emerging instruments."
"This is my regret, the regret of my standpoint and positioning! ~"
Fang Ziye's expressed meaning was very clear, but his tone had already become exceptionally tactful.
"Professor Fang says it with such regret? Why don't you, Professor Fang, directly fix all chemotherapy regimens and come to our department to guide us through the confusion?" Liu Tang's tone began to turn into a bitter, helpless laugh.
Fang Ziye is a shrewd operator through and through; every word he put out landed on soft, yielding cotton, leaving Liu Tang with no place to exert force.
"I wouldn't dare either. I'm not a bone disease specialty practitioner either, I wouldn't dare guide your treatment, Teacher Liu."
"Things I myself don't have the capability to do, I won't cross the line into."
"Therefore, for things I don't understand, I'll maintain an even greater sense of reverence and caution, and hope Teacher Liu can understand us young people."
"Many thanks. Otherwise, us young people would only be able to adopt the means we can adopt." Only in the last sentence did Fang Ziye issue a threat.
You can choose not to do it, but you can't mix in other elements and mess around.
Even if all other hospitals don't participate in the clinical trial together, Zhongnan Hospital can still support this clinical trial on its own.
This is the confidence Zhongnan Hospital gave Fang Ziye — at most it's a matter of dragging it out a few more months, half a year at most.
So what.
I can't control you, but there are others who can control you.
Fang Ziye daring to make this call itself represented Fang Ziye's attitude.
If things truly developed that way, Liu Tang could be certain Fang Ziye would directly call the National Health Commission to file a whistleblowing report.
"Is Professor Fang Da so unfeeling?" Liu Tang retorted.
"Teacher Liu, if after the Phase III clinical trial, I would be very happy to consult with you, Teacher Liu, but within the Phase III clinical trial!"
"No surplus elements whatsoever can be mixed in. This is my reverence for the knowledge system I've learned, and it's also the only attitude I can maintain toward the unknown."
"So, I'm sorry, Teacher Liu." Fang Ziye didn't waste any more words!
"Hmm~~~~" On the other end of the phone, Liu Tang fiercely held his breath, as if someone had stepped on his neck.
Fang Ziye could imagine how ugly Liu Tang's expression was right now, how miserable his mood was.
But there's no way. This is the 'predicament' you, as an insider, must face when others hold the core technology and the initiative!
If this time, it was Xiangya Second Hospital that developed the combined use of the microcirculation instrument and chemotherapy device, then perhaps Zhongnan Hospital's Bone Disease Department and others would now have to join with the Traditional Chinese Medicine Group people to start integrated Chinese-Western medicine treatment in the department.
If you're unwilling, he'll report you.
Because the core standard of the clinical trial was designated by Xiangya Second Hospital, Professor Liu Tang was responsible for the overall framework and submission; anything outside the framework is an anomaly in the clinical trial process.
"Sigh……~Sigh~~~" Professor Liu Tang immediately let out a long, deep sigh.
"Professor Fang Da, you've won." Liu Tang ultimately didn't dare give up this first batch of qualifications to enter the clinical pilot!
One misstep at the start, and it's inevitably a step behind at every step.
This time, Xiangya Second Hospital being able to enter the first batch of clinical pilots actually already occupied the geographical advantage.
Nationwide, currently only the Central China Region has two provinces that entered the Phase I clinical pilot; Jingdu and Magic Capital also only have four hospitals each conducting Phase I clinical trials.
Actually, there are very many units wanting to enter the Phase I clinical pilot, but too many monks, too little congee — all were chosen by Fang Ziye himself.
"Thank you for your understanding, Teacher Liu."
"There's no winning or losing between us here; actually, it's all the patients' winning or losing." Fang Ziye's words were still spoken very beautifully, but this was also Fang Ziye's true heart.
If it weren't for that 'bone tumor patient' mother's 'abusive scolding' before Fang Ziye left Zhongnan Hospital, which caused Fang Ziye to never forget, Fang Ziye might also not have thought of combining the microcirculation instrument with bone tumor chemotherapy.
"Professor Fang, I hope you can always uphold today's true heart in the future."
"I'll remember your lesson." Professor Liu Tang's reply was also not polite — he was definitely angry.
But even though Professor Liu Tang was angry, Fang Ziye still had to do this: "Thank you for your whipping, Teacher Liu. I also hope I can always uphold my true heart."
"If there really comes a day I can't achieve this point, then I definitely won't be hanging around in this line of work anymore."
When facing special groups of people, you have to adopt relatively the most extreme methods.
Fang Ziye knew he would definitely be targeted; Liu Huanglong was absolutely not the first person to target him. The dozen-plus professors he had reported before had long since targeted him.
So, Fang Ziye can 'speak wildly'!
If that day truly comes, Fang Ziye himself wanting to stay in the field would definitely not be able to survive.
This is a choice everyone must face as they walk forward.
The further forward you develop, the more difficulties and setbacks you encounter, and when you handle these difficult problems and choices, you will definitely offend people.
After hanging up Professor Liu Tang's phone, Fang Ziye also narrowed his eyes and took several deep breaths, only then squeezing out all the emotions from his heart.
Then he continued expressionlessly sending a message to Lan Tianluo: "Tian Luo, I've already sent a message to Professor Liu Tang of Xiangya Second Hospital's Bone Disease Department."
"Compile all clinical cases from Xiangya Second Hospital and report them to the National Health Commission and the Ministry of Science and Technology's Quality Control Division, canceling the clinical trial eligibility of all cases prior to today."
"For subsequent trial cases, conduct strict tracking; you can transfer manpower from your department to assist, permanently stationed at Xiangya Second Hospital's Bone Disease Department, without fear of offending anyone."
"If Professor Liu Tang and his colleagues say anything insulting or aggressive toward our fellow trainee or you, leave immediately and proceed with reporting, contract termination, and cancellation of the clinical pilot program! ~"
"Collect and organize all evidence." Fang Ziye sent this to Lan Tianluo in text form, fearing Lan Tianluo was currently working at the hospital and unable to answer calls.
Reading speed far exceeds typing speed, so Lan Tianluo quickly replied with an OK hand gesture.
Only then did Fang Ziye put his mind at ease and follow into the operating room.
At this moment, the surgery had just begun, but even without Fang Ziye present, Yuan Weihong had already brought Qin Geluo and Li Nuo to operate normally.
After entering, Fang Ziye walked around the operating room once, then sat down methodically in front of the viewing device, beginning to review all cases and surgical content.
Comprehensively examining the current levels of Yuan Weihong, Qin Geluo, Li Nuo, and others, seeking suitable opportunities to teach them surgical operations...
So-called teaching means teaching according to aptitude.
For surgical teaching, as a teacher, one must dissect the entire surgery, chew it up, and feed it in suitable steps and ways to every person learning surgery, thereby improving the learners' capabilities.
In teaching hospitals, these are what many professors must do.
This is even more intangible and invisible; sometimes professors are so busy they don't even have time to teach.
Fang Ziye did not tell Yuan Weihong and the others about his quarrel with Professor Liu Tang of Xiangya Second Hospital's Bone Disease Department.
Saying it would be useless, and secondly, unnecessary.
These current matters must be faced and evaluated by himself; telling Yuan Weihong, Yuan Weihong could only offer suggestions for reference, but could not make the choice for him.
Around eleven o'clock sharp, when the surgery reached the most critical step, Fang Ziye finally went on stage.
While waiting for Fang Ziye to go on stage, Li Nuo laughed softly: "Brother Wei, why do you say that?"
"Our department has so many professors performing post-mangled extremity hard functional reconstruction surgeries, and Professor Liu of Hand Surgery and Professor Gong Jiahe are doing them too, so why is the surgery quality Fang Ziye produces just a bit better?"
"In the data statistics process, the functional rehabilitation rate of cases Fang Ziye operates on would be about ten percent higher than other patients?"
"This is a ten percent at the limit!" Li Nuo's expression was blocked by his mask, but his eyes were filled with confusion and shock.
To say that before Professor Gong Jiahe arrived, Yuan Weihong and others' operations couldn't compare to Fang Ziye's, that could still be somewhat understood.
But after Professor Gong Jiahe arrived, the gap was still ten percent.
Yuan Weihong shook his head upon hearing this: "You'd have to ask Fang Ziye about that; I've thought about it for a long time too."
"Perhaps it's just that their basic skills aren't strong enough! ~"
Li Nuo continued: "We aren't enough, and isn't Professor Gong Jiahe's skill not enough either?"
According to Li Nuo's knowledge, Professor Gong Jiahe also had National Treasure Doctor-level skills, but it was impossible to tell which specific category it was, and Professor Gong Jiahe would not state it explicitly.
Upon hearing this, Qin Geluo's gaze kept flashing back and forth on Fang Ziye.
Similar questions, he had thought about more than once.
But the possibilities finally speculated made Qin Geluo completely dare not imagine.
Patients operated on by Fang Ziye had postoperative functional rehabilitation rates even higher than postoperative patients operated on by Professor Gong Jiahe.
Either Fang Ziye's comprehensive level far surpassed Professor Gong Jiahe's, or Fang Ziye's key skills far surpassed Professor Gong Jiahe's, reaching the legendary inconceivable realm.
Either of these, whichever one, was enough to be shocking.
'National Treasure Doctor'-level skills are the pinnacle of modern specialties, so legendary realm skills would be the pinnacle of historical specialties, able to rival historically famous top surgical masters.
At the level Professor Gong Jiahe is at, wanting to increase the postoperative rehabilitation rate by even one percent is extremely difficult.
"Master, finish the surgery first..." Fang Ziye, regarding this, was too lazy to explain.
His abilities couldn't be directly copied to others, otherwise Fang Ziye could mass-produce National Treasure Doctor-level experts.
Revealing his true abilities would only make others think he was bragging, or make others envy him until their facial features distorted and then (noun) turned purple.
Besides this, it was of no other use at all.
"Mm, okay." Yuan Weihong nodded.
Yuan Weihong had some understanding of Fang Ziye's personal abilities, so he didn't want Fang Ziye to become the primary target of hatred.
Zhongnan Hospital producing Fang Ziye was an accidental factor, and also the absolute key for Zhongnan Hospital's Trauma Surgery to take off in the future.
Missing Fang Ziye, perhaps even a hundred or two hundred years later, Zhongnan Hospital's Trauma Surgery would never dream of standing on the domestic top tier.
After Fang Ziye took over, he not only began operating but also began meticulous explanations, explaining every step of the operation in specific detail.
For basic skills at Yuan Weihong's level, simple repetition was useless; one must deeply experience it.
Moreover, one couldn't say it directly; if said directly, Yuan Weihong would think about simulating it, and the more he simulated, the less he could reach that realm.
Fang Ziye didn't know whether Yuan Weihong's final basic skills could break through to level 5; he could only try hard, Yuan Weihong could only try hard, and the rest could only be left to fate.
After finishing the surgery, Fang Ziye declined all dinner parties and began honestly going to Sheng Ren Hospital's Bone Tumor Department for on-site inspection and data collection!
Comprehensively collecting all data of trial patients in the Bone Tumor Department; currently still collecting data of in-hospital patients.
Although Fang Ziye did not publicize his visit to Sheng Ren Hospital's Bone Tumor Department, after sitting for a while, the professors and associate professors of Sheng Ren Hospital's Bone Tumor Department all came to the department.
These people should have met downstairs, forming a line and filing in; the leader was Professor Tao Haiye, who, after entering in a white coat and seeing tea in front of Fang Ziye, secretly gave a thumbs-up to the duty master's student.
"Professor Fang comes for an inspection without giving advance notice; are you planning to scare me, an old man with heart disease, to death?" After entering, Professor Tao Haiye began to shake hands with Fang Ziye, his tone slightly complaining.
Fang Ziye hurriedly stood up and turned aside, knowing he couldn't peacefully collect data anymore: "Professor Tao, I just finished surgery, and it's not early anymore!"
After shaking hands with Tao Haiye, Fang Ziye deliberately looked at the time: "It's already eight ten now; I arrived at the department at seven thirty-one."
"This is already off-work time, so I dare not disturb you teachers."
"Teacher Tao, these two words 'inspection' make me feel deeply honored and fearful; if Teacher Du at our hospital hears this, he might pull my ears." Sheng Ren Hospital's Bone Tumor Department developed better than Zhongnan Hospital's Bone Tumor Department.
Now it has formed cooperation with the Tumor Center; the Tumor Center has six wards, numerous talents, strong strength, can stably rank in the top three of the province, second only to Peking Union Medical College Hospital and Tongji Hospital.
"Du Yingshan didn't put you on a pedestal is already good enough, and he still dares to pull your ears?"
"If Old Professor Li Dongqing found out, he'd definitely string him up." Tao Haiye was joking.
Fang Ziye's appearance meant the existing structure of Hubei Province's Bone Tumor specialty was about to undergo massive change.
Fang Ziye achieved the primary merit!
"Having your ear pulled hurts too, you know."
"Teacher Tao, Teacher Song, Teacher Yuan, everyone..." Fang Ziye nodded to each one in turn.
The awkward part was he only remembered the Chief Physicians at the Provincial People's Hospital; for the Associate Professor level, he hadn't paid special attention.
An older colleague sitting closer to Fang Ziye extended his right hand: "Ceng Cen, Professor Fang, just call me by my name directly! ~"
"You, a big professor, calling me Teacher — I'm the one who's truly terrified."
After everyone exchanged pleasantries for a while, they all took their seats respectively.
At the same time, the teacup and tea leaves before Fang Ziye were also ready; the tea leaves had been swapped for higher-grade good tea, not something ordinary graduate students could get access to.
The Associate Professors and Attending Physicians personally began organizing materials, while the three Professors Tao Haiye, Song Qibin, and Yuan Zhongwei accompanied Fang Ziye with smiles.
"Wondering if Professor Fang has any instructions regarding our hospital's admission screening criteria and treatment protocols for trial patients?"
"Our department has dedicated personnel to liaise with you, Group Leader Fang." Tao Haiye switched Fang Ziye's address to 'Group Leader'!
Meaning: now we all take orders from you, you coordinate the overall situation.
"Teacher Tao, I wouldn't dare, I just came over casually to take a look."
"Otherwise, I couldn't account for this Group Leader role either; I've looked at some things, they're all very good, and I've learned a lot."
"Some things can't even be found in the literature; savor them carefully, and they're even more exquisite."
"You teachers really are holding back — none of this gets published." Fang Ziye clasped his hands before his abdomen and laid on a thick compliment.
Hearing this, Tao Haiye smiled faintly, pursed his lips, and said nothing.
Professor Yuan Zhongwei then said: "Professor Fang, Bone Tumor research and chemo regimens — everyone has their own rationale, infinitely variable."
"Not just any regimen can be published as a paper; they're all based on principles as templates, each school forming its own style."
"Without ten or twenty years of accumulation, no one currently dares break the traditional chemo rules."
"Minute changes can't get published."
"One thinks Professor Fang's understanding of Bone Tumor is still not deep enough — favoring one side over the other."
"Professor Fang is about to become a Standing Committee Member of our Provincial Bone Tumor Group; that won't do if you don't care about the work! ~"
Yuan Zhongwei was also very smooth with words; one sentence hit Fang Ziye's sweet spot perfectly.
This Bone Tumor specialty treatment reform — Zhongnan Hospital certainly ate the biggest slice of cake, causing a restructuring of provincial rankings.
But the Provincial People's Hospital also gained no small locational advantage from this.
According to everyone's prediction, in the future the Bone Tumor specialty will one hundred percent form, within fifteen years, a pattern centered on the Central Plains radiating outward to the surroundings.
Completely breaking the Northeast domination pattern of Jingdu and Magic Capital.
So to speak, even if the Provincial People's Hospital's provincial ranking drops lower, its national comprehensive ranking will be relatively higher.
In the future, everyone will have more patient sources, more priority research projects, and the National Health Commission and Ministry of Science and Technology will allocate more resources!
This is Fang Ziye making the cake big enough!
Professor Song Qibin's face was calm and steady; he might not like talking much — just nodded, then handed the speaking permission back to Professor Tao Haiye.
Professor Tao said: "Professor Fang, what Professor Yuan mentioned isn't deliberate flattery — our Bone Tumor Group establishing a national branch society is imminent."
"Professor Fang must put in plenty of effort."
Fang Ziye listened and also nodded: "Professor Tao, I'll certainly do my utmost, but the ones putting in the real heavy lifting will still be you teachers."
"I'm at most just a tiny trigger point."
Tao Haiye hurriedly replied: "This trigger point isn't so easy to be; although our Bone Tumor Group currently just lacks an opportunity, when that opportunity will be encountered — there's a lot to that."
"Still hope Professor Fang in the future can immerse more deeply in the Bone Tumor specialty some more, and do more to drive things for our Bone Tumor Group."
"All of us are willing to follow Professor Fang you, and do more things together."
Tao Haiye and the others' vision differed from Du Yingshan and the others.
They knew Fang Ziye was definitely someone from Zhongnan Hospital's brother unit; couldn't poach him, so they could only draw him close to 'join'!
Right now was the moment to demonstrate closeness of relations.
When it comes down to it, Zhongnan Hospital and the Provincial People's Hospital are like broken bones still connected by tendons, with Han City University bridging between them.
Whatever moves Fang Ziye's Zhongnan Hospital Bone Tumor specialty makes, the first to jointly operate with it in the future will still be the Provincial People's Hospital.
Of course, Tao Haiye also believed that with this advantage, plus the Provincial People's Hospital's current advantages compared to Zhongnan Hospital's Bone Tumor Department, who ends up Big Brother and who Second Brother is still unknown.
As long as they survive the first few years of Zhongnan Hospital Bone Tumor specialty's hyper-speed development, later there will still be a chance to catch up.
Tao Haiye and the others weren't focused on the next five years, but planned for the next fifteen years!
"Professor Tao, you're too polite." Fang Ziye replied.
"Teacher Tao, Professor Fang, materials are all ready — does Professor Fang want to review them yourself, or should we go to the Demonstration Classroom to brief you?" Ceng Cen asked politely.
Tao Haiye said very naturally: "Bring the teacups over then?"
"Is this how you usually report work?"
"Professor Fang is currently the Clinical Trial Group Leader; we're all group members. Reporting by the most proper procedure — all the points our project group usually needs to pay attention to must be mentioned."
"Group Leader Fang is a big shot in basic research; don't make a laughingstock of us."
Tao Haiye was within the Han City University system, so he had heard a bit about Fang Ziye's transcendent combat power.
This was also why they were nervous.
If Fang Ziye was in a bad mood and nitpicked, killing their pilot project, they wouldn't even have a way to refute it.
(Chapter End)
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