Chapter 718: Annual Meeting Ends!

Fang Ziye had previously heard the Bone Disease Department's classmates say that working in the Bone Disease Department makes it very easy to feel satisfied.

The Bone Disease Department's patient population is mainly adolescents; after staying here for a period of time, most people will feel that simply being able to grow up is great happiness.

Professor Du Yingshan and the others have spent a lifetime in the Bone Disease Department, having seen off countless children; therefore, they certainly have more "empathy" than Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye's gaze shifted between the two professors for a while, then he said calmly: "Teacher Du, if there are no onlookers, then the traces of having existed are all faintly discernible."

"Having been seen is actually pretty good too; like when I was choosing a specialty before, I was rather timid and didn't dare choose the Bone Disease Department."

Ning Haiqing had done a background check on Fang Ziye, and now livened the atmosphere: "With your grades during the postgraduate entrance exam, you make it sound like you could have chosen our department."

Inside Zhongnan Hospital Orthopedics, there is uniquely a whole building; Spine Surgery even has two wards, its strength is formidable.

In terms of comprehensive strength, Trauma Surgery can be called the bottom; if not for Deng Yong climbing up in recent years by doing "crooked ways" to prop it up, a traditional department like Trauma Surgery would have even lower status in Orthopedics, not even comparable to an emerging discipline like Sports Medicine.

Although the Bone Disease Department hasn't had an administrative Chief Director in recent years, that doesn't affect the Bone Disease Department's comprehensive strength in Orthopedics still being peerless.

Hand Surgery's comprehensive level is slightly better than Trauma Surgery's too; of course later it was also ruined by Ni Yaoping acting willfully himself.

Du Yingshan smiled and said: "A hero doesn't ask about origins, and doesn't mock others' paths taken."

"Ziye being able to start from the bottom and turn the tables against the wind — this is opportunity and ability; also because of this matter, the other teachers in our department can't poach him anymore."

People who come to Zhongnan Hospital to study and work, others won't ask whether you walked here or came in a luxury car; at most they just ask at the beginning, after truly studying and starting work.

Initial conditions only bring you convenience, and don't determine the whole journey.

"Professor Du, Professor Ning, my lecture topic is also finished; do you two have any other tasks? If so, don't let me delay you." Fang Ziye prepared to end the topic.

This isn't Fang Ziye being high-profile; rather, he can't possibly pay attention to all professors' schedules in the hospital — where would Fang Ziye have so much leisure?

The only things he can pay attention to are his own two teachers and fellow trainees; he does know Professor Han Yuanxiao's lecture schedule arrangements, but won't deliberately go listen, unless he hears someone is deliberately looking for trouble with him.

"I do have a bit of business; Ziye, if you have other arrangements then go on your own."

"Professor Hu just gave a suggestion; the rest is up to Ziye's own judgment, and you understand yourself better."

"We won't say much more either." Du Yingshan said.

Fang Ziye politely saw off the two professors: "Then Professor Du, Professor Ning, you two be busy."

The two of them should both have lectures this year; as Han City local hosts, but not super-giants like Song Cengwu, nor old seniors like Hu Pingdong, their lecture order would be pushed back.

Even Fang Ziye's own lecture was arranged for the third day's morning.

After Fang Ziye left, Ning Haiqing slowly walked back toward the Bone Disease Department branch society hall, stroking his chin and musing: "Professor Du, this Fang Ziye is still quite mischievous, ah."

"Who wasn't mischievous when they were young?"

"There are plenty of non-mischievous kids nationwide, but you just happen to dislike them." Du Yingshan smiled and retorted.

Ning Haiqing said: "But Director Du, if this time we really follow Fang Ziye and walk forward, there will be no way back."

"Those funds aren't so easy to get."

Ning Haiqing knew very clearly that once Fang Ziye really proves this research project, and if the department is willing to fully support it, then the National Natural Science Fund Committee will very likely gather a large amount of funding.

These funds coming over require results; if there is no output of results, then Zhongnan Hospital's Bone Disease Department's reputation for the next several decades will be consumed entirely.

The country is still very poor right now, research funds are extremely limited, but any country wants to lead the way in tumor treatment; not to mention the huge foreign trade potential, even just for the domestic people's comprehensive health, this kind of input-to-return ratio is the highest-quality investment.

Looking back at the past, that old professor in Magic Capital who came up with the first chemotherapy regimen for leukemia, after successfully breaking through, one family produced four Academicians.

The country has never not attached importance, and has never been unwilling to spend money; it's just because it's not wealthy enough, so it needs to see results after investing money.

"The barefoot don't fear the shod; since ancient times heroes have come from the grassroots."

"How much real face does our Zhongnan Hospital Bone Disease Department have nationwide?"

"In this situation, still being timid and hesitant — better to just hide away and count balls from the start."

"Stick your neck out and it's a slash; pull it in and it's also a slash."

"Could the result of us losing the bet be even more miserable than the ending of those kids who've passed through your hands and won the bet?"

"Ning Haiqing, you overestimate yourself too much." Du Yingshan's tone was upright and proper, becoming exceptionally compelling.

Zhongnan Hospital's Orthopedics doesn't lack reckless men.

This is family inheritance!

Ning Haiqing's expression didn't change in the slightest; he opened and closed his mouth a few times but didn't speak again.

Du Yingshan had already made a decision; the responsibility of persuasion was fulfilled; saying more would be useless, and Ning Haiqing isn't a fool either — he naturally knows that sometimes you just have to take a gamble.

Wanting to be the first person to eat the crab — how can you do it without taking a bit of risk?

Du Yingshan's voice arrived right on time: "Look at Liu Huanglong — he's extremely decisive and straightforward; seeing an opportunity he grabs it without any hesitation, even though these choices bring many doubts."

"With his ability, qualifications, and accumulation, staying peacefully at Peking Union Medical College Hospital and waiting for Professor Zhong to retire, he could take over everything at Peking Union Medical College Hospital entirely."

"Someone else in their thirties as a professor doesn't have this many scruples like you."

"Being shameless has many levels!"

Du Yingshan felt Ning Haiqing was still too young and conservative, so he added a few more sentences.

Hearing this, Ning Haiqing's face suddenly changed with shock.

Carefully savoring Liu Huanglong's choices again, they indeed had enough boldness.

Putting down the identity of Hand Surgery successor, he directly came to Zhongnan Hospital's Trauma Surgery to stay temporarily; afterward, upon finding Hand Surgery's loophole, he struck without any hesitation.

Liu Huanglong is a person with clear-cut love and hate.

Although it's said that back then Liu Huanglong's Doctorate was "sent away" by an already-expelled old professor, the procedure had to be completed, and Hand Surgery's several Chief Physicians certainly all tacitly approved.

That was Liu Huanglong's lifetime career; others already had knives at Liu Huanglong's neck — Liu Huanglong wouldn't be polite to the older generation either.

Liu Huanglong is not a person without ability, or with ordinary ability.

He was a fierce person who, under those circumstances back then, passed the professional assessment with hardcore strength and stayed in the hospital for a PhD; in his era, any hospital's PhD program nationwide was his to pick — he chose Zhongnan Hospital, and you still gave me trouble? How could Liu Huanglong not hold a grudge?

Today's Liu Huanglong also counts as returning home in glory; moreover, seizing the opportunity, he brought Hand Surgery to a new peak.

At the next specialty comprehensive strength evaluation, the surface comprehensive ranking will rise quite a bit; the true comprehensive level will definitely be able to enter the national top fifteen!

Those ranked in the top thirty specialties — each and every one must be a relatively well-known hospital, with well-known professors leading the team; they're not some make-up-the-numbers rotten fish and rotten shrimp.

And this achievement has only just begun; Liu Huanglong is still young.

Right now, it is also a good opportunity for the Bone Disease Department.

Of course, Ning Haiqing is already this old; he would not speak like a chuunibyou from his youth, making some inspiring speech or other guarantees.

……

"Professor Lin, Professor Zheng, Professor Jiang, Professor Sun! ~" At noon, after Fang Ziye entered the private room together with Yuan Weihong and Zhang Yuancong, Fang Ziye greeted the guests first, and only then greeted his own hospital's teachers.

In the crowd, Professor Lin Yuan of the Sixth Hospital of Magic Capital still had his prominent large ears, but the once domineering him now lacked a few parts of his fierce aura. Beside Professor Lin Yuan, Professor Zheng Haidong still stretched his long neck, laughing heartily, elegant as ever.

"Professor Fang, come sit quickly." Professor Lin Yuan greeted politely.

Lin Yuan is currently the Orthopedics Department Administrative Director of the Sixth Hospital of Magic Capital, and currently sitting with him is Professor Du Xinzhan, but another seat is still empty.

Fang Ziye hurriedly waved his hand: "Teacher Lin, my seniority is shallow; I dare not show off for fear that later the masters will settle accounts and pull my ears off."

"I think the doorway is fine; the air conditioner wind is too hot." Fang Ziye chose a nearby empty seat and did not move his feet.

Although Fang Ziye sitting over there would not be wrong, Fang Ziye has no habit of showing off; with his own hospital's teachers all present, Fang Ziye does not want to be too much in the limelight.

High-profile in doing things, low-profile in being a person — this has always been Fang Ziye's principle.

Only when high-profile doing things and low-profile being a person must conflict would Fang Ziye choose to abandon the latter and clash with the teachers.

Deng Yong also helped: "Professor Zheng, please sit; Xiao Fang speaks the truth."

"Cannot be too disorderly in measure."

"Besides, this is just a private small gathering; there are not so many formalities."

Zheng Haidong did not continue to struggle; leaning against Professor Lin Yuan, he sat down.

Even in the Sixth Hospital of Magic Capital Orthopedics, there are only two or three National Treasure figures; him sitting here, no one dares to have any opinion.

After everyone exchanged pleasantries and all took their seats, Professor Lin Yuan then said: "Professor Du, your Zhongnan Hospital is truly full of talent; wonder when it would be convenient to send a few more students over?"

"Zhang Yuancong is also very excellent."

Zhang Yuancong is from Zhongnan Hospital, and has been at the Sixth Hospital of Magic Capital all the way to Associate Professor; he is indeed one of the more conspicuous younger generation in the department.

Professor Du Xinzhan naturally responded like a fish in water: "Professor Lin, please don't poke my sore spot."

"Our family background is small; being able to keep Yuancong, Deng Yong and I and the previous Professor Dong Yaohui have always felt heartbroken, but we cannot compare to Professor Lin, your great family and great enterprise."

"I was still thinking, if Professor Lin you don't mind, send a few Doctors over."

"I accept them all!" Du Xinzhan guaranteed.

Speaking of Dong Yaohui, Professor Zheng Haidong was familiar, and asked: "Professor Du, I heard that after Professor Dong retired, to save a person? This is too regrettable."

Professor Du Xinzhan's expression instantly became serious: "Teacher Dong did his profession solidly, and his character was even more noble, upright and dignified; he is our good teacher!"

"Only a pity our Zhongnan Hospital has thin karmic affinity, unable to keep Teacher Dong."

Professor Du Xinzhan's wording was refined, just right.

An old man, to save a person jumped into the river and drowned; such a person, no matter placed in what situation, is worthy of respect.

Dong Yaohui was Deng Yong's teacher; at this moment his eyes were also slightly red: "My master indeed passed away rather suddenly; originally thought he could enjoy his old age in peace, and I could visit a few more times."

"Just didn't expect that after his retirement, I only went to see him once, and then never had the chance again."

"Now can only rely on single-handed fighting; in the future still hope Professor Lin and Professor Zheng will take care of us more."

Deng Yong is very smart; Lin Yuan was just looking for a conversation topic, but this topic is too heavy; if they keep sinking into it, it will be hard to pull out.

He must act as torque to pull the topic out.

Zheng Haidong said: "Professor Deng, although Old Professor Dong has already passed away, his grandchildren's generation are also not bad, right?"

"Moreover, Old Professor Dong's many previous concepts and ideas all endure in the world."

"To this day, I still have to admire Old Professor Dong's foresight; he actually thought of combining artificial intelligence with prostheses to produce AI prostheses more than ten years ago."

"Such thinking is hard for ordinary people to reach! ~"

As people of Trauma Surgery and Orthopedics, recently it is impossible not to know the AI prosthesis research project; and in this project, a scene appeared that had not appeared in projects for many years.

That is the project's major undertaker has the title of (deceased).

Although Fang Ziye handed the project to Tongji Hospital, in the project contributions he labeled everyone's contributions in great detail; Old Professor Dong Yaohui's pioneering thinking and some accumulated insights occupy a non-negligible contribution share.

AI prostheses will certainly be the main bearing direction for functional rehabilitation of extreme patients in the orthopedics field for the next several decades.

Even with mangled extremity limb salvage surgery, it cannot completely avoid the occurrence of amputation.

Limb replantation surgery no matter how awesome, there will definitely be cases that cannot be replanted.

As long as orthopedics still exists, there will be amputees; then these patients' future functional rehabilitation direction must approach the AI recovery direction.

Therefore, Professor Lin Yuan mentioning Old Professor Dong Yaohui is not random.

Deng Yong hearing this, his expression turned sour.

Because Old Professor Dong Yaohui was his Person of Gratitude, but these things, Old Professor Dong Yaohui never told him; he is a bit jealous of Fang Ziye.

Although he understands it is because he himself is too incompetent to do solid research.

A teacher is a teacher; he understands himself best, and knows how he "progressed" forward; simply he does not give himself pressure.

But he is his own teacher after all.

Fang Ziye took Deng Yong's expression changes into his eyes, and said softly: "My master-grandfather's some ideas were indeed quite ahead of their time; only a pity, in the future there will also be no chance for ear-side instruction."

"It is precisely because of this that we, stumbling along, can only seek outside help."

"Speaking of it, this project's success must also thank Professor Jiang. Hearing Professor Duan Hong say, Teacher Jiang Liming during the project's advancement helped raise many key good ideas."

Tongji Hospital and the Sixth Hospital of Magic Capital have a very good relationship, and Professor Duan Hong and Professor Jiang Liming's private friendship is even deeper; although not as deep as Duan Hong and Deng Yong, it is also not ordinary colleague friendship.

Professor Jiang Liming is not Trauma Surgery; he is Hand Surgery; therefore he understands upper and lower limb walking functions more comprehensively; during the AI prosthesis design process, Professor Jiang Liming provided many basic materials and thinking guidance.

"Professor Fang, your words are a bit exaggerated; I chatted with Duan Hong for a while, but it cannot be called key."

"The main thing is Professor Dong's ideas were good enough, thinking ahead enough, and Professor Fang you built the contact chain well enough, framework solid; we at most just stuffed the pig's stomach." Professor Jiang Liming is very low-profile.

Fang Ziye hurriedly said: "Professor Jiang, if you are this modest, then I am the most all-talk person."

"Done running your mouth, and now you're playing the absentee landlord — completely irresponsible."

"I was still thinking I'd like to consult with you, Professor Jiang, more in the future." Fang Ziye smiled and bowed to Professor Jiang Liming.

"Chat about what?"

"You're not looking for Liu Huanglong anymore?" Jiang Liming added bluntly, then looked at Professor Du Xinzhan and the others.

Liu Huanglong had business today and happened not to come!

Jiang Liming's words made the atmosphere on the scene temporarily a bit awkward.

Lin Yuan rolled his eyes even more — Fang Ziye already said he wanted to chat with you, why did you have to block the follow-up?

If Fang Ziye really took offense and refused to chat with your hospital's people, wouldn't that be a total loss on the empty talk?

Fang Ziye noticed the gazes of Du Xinzhan and the others, smiled and said: "Naturally, I want to chat with all of you."

Fang Ziye then looked at Teacher Zheng Haidong: "Teacher Zheng, I've known you the earliest, you should know I'm the type who loves asking people for guidance the most."

"Last year during the mangled extremity surgery, I still relied on Teacher Zheng's guidance and feeding — that's how I, Fang Ziye, have today."

"Our contact has never been cut off."

Zheng Haidong was far more vicious than Jiang Liming: "Not cut off, but afterwards it just never really started."

Fang Ziye instantly became the focus.

A scumbag who talks big but takes no responsibility, ran off after getting someone else's 'chat flowing'.

"But I and Little Fang did know each other relatively early, Professor Fang does things steadily, and has contributed quite a bit to our Trauma Surgery's development."

"More critically, Fang Ziye is very generous — in cooperation, he's never stingy."

"Unlike many people who hide things away, afraid others will learn them."

"Only pity, my cooperation points with Professor Fang are relatively shallow — the good stuff was all eaten up by others." Zheng Haidong took the opportunity to make sarcastic remarks, feeling Fang Ziye had good things but never thought of Magic Capital Sixth Hospital.

Even though he still considered Fang Ziye a cross-generational friend.

Professor Zhang Yue, who knew Fang Ziye together with him, is now developing flourishingly.

Fang Ziye heard this and immediately said: "Professor Zheng, you're wronging me — although I changed a phone, our chat records are all on record."

"You yourself didn't think properly about chatting, can't blame me for that."

"What?" Zheng Haidong was stunned, didn't expect Fang Ziye to counterattack first.

"Chat records." Fang Ziye pointed at his phone, meaning for Zheng Haidong to check himself, then chat privately later.

Otherwise, with so many people from his own hospital here now, his two teachers also here, he'd definitely be nailed with the 'eating inside and crawling outside' hat...

Fang Ziye and Zheng Haidong's secret signal exchange seemed not to affect anyone's mood — Du Xinzhan and the others still clinked cups and started their own rhythm.

Magic Capital Sixth Hospital is a famous orthopedic specialty hospital — whether in seniority or accumulation, it's heavier than Zhongnan Hospital by more than one level; even Central China's Tongji Hospital compared to it, can't be objectively compared.

Being on good terms with such a famous hospital, the benefits are naturally many, and the long-flowing-water kind.

At a multi-person banquet, Lin Yuan and the others also couldn't chat privately with Fang Ziye too much — but annual meeting banquets are generally like this.

Fang Ziye is no longer an unknown person at Zhongnan Hospital — now wanting to invite Fang Ziye out alone, Fang Ziye would no longer be flattered, and would follow his own position, consider more for his own unit's development, bring along some people.

Therefore, the 'opportunity' for being alone is also lost!

The kid has grown up, can no longer be treated as a child.

At irrelevant-to-business social banquets, most people present are more slick than Fang Ziye — even Fang Ziye's teacher Yuan Weihong has his own unique understanding in this field...

Two hours later, Professor Du Xinzhan and Professor Lin Yuan and the others acted like they hated to part too soon, sighing long and short — those who didn't know would think they'd truly met long-lost bosom friends, wishing they could drink three thousand cups.

In just such an atmosphere, a group of professors also counted as acquainted — then Du Xinzhan and the others each went out, politely sending the Magic Capital Sixth Hospital professors back to the hotel.

Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong still saw off Zhang Yuancong 'Senior Brother'.

Zhang Yuancong is still Yuan Weihong's senior brother, so Fang Ziye also called him Teacher-Uncle one after another, very enthusiastically.

Halfway, Zhang Yuancong really couldn't listen anymore, then spat bitter words: "Little Fang, you call Teacher-Uncle so nicely, but when something good really happens, you don't think of your Teacher-Uncle at all?"

"The nonunion treatment research project at Huashan Hospital Professor Zhou's side — it's inseparable from you, Ziye, right?"

Yuan Weihong heard this, spoke sarcastically to help explain: "Cong Ge, let alone you, I only found out recently."

"Our Zhongnan Hospital produced a prodigal thing."

"Never mind that Teacher-Uncle isn't close — even a teacher like me he kept in the dark."

Fang Ziye heard this, face and tone restrained: "Teacher-Uncle, Teacher, this nonunion project really was accidental."

"It was when I was at the sanatorium, I received a patient Professor Zhou Gongbo had seen before, then the patient went to Professor Zhou Gongbo for follow-up."

"Roughly May this year, Professor Zhou and Huashan Hospital's Elder Professor Tian personally visited Enshi." Fang Ziye lightly cupped hands.

"Elders bestow favor, dare not decline — naturally know everything, say everything."

"At the time, our hospital's internal affairs were hectic, with a clear focus, so naturally we couldn't open another front and get distracted."

"And before that, Teacher-Uncle you and Professor Zheng Haidong actually asked me to chat about limb salvage surgery matters."

"I thought you were already doing the follow-up, Teacher-Uncle you and Teacher Zheng Haidong didn't ask further — how could I dare suspect?"

Yuan Weihong's vision still unclear: "Cong Ge, what exactly did Ziye chat with you guys about?"

When Fang Ziye first mentioned chat records, Zhang Yuancong pondered carefully — now mentioning again, Zhang Yuancong can almost confirm it's the continuation of limb salvage surgery.

That is the direction Professor Zheng Haidong mentioned more than once in the department before: "Mangled extremity is only one disease type causing orthopedic patients to undergo amputation, but not the only one! ~"

"Ziye says, mangled extremity limb salvage surgery and severe crush injury limb salvage surgery might have the same effect by different methods — just the underlying limb salvage theory isn't the same."

"But Fang Ziye didn't go deep either!"

"Professor Zheng feels, Magic Capital Sixth Hospital after all has some weight in orthopedics — Ziye already built the big framework, if every process asks down to the smallest detail, it'd be a bit beneath status."

"So internally we're doing it slowly — but progress-wise, because it involves basic underlying theory, current refinement speed isn't fast."

"Actually speaking of it, severe crush injury and mangled extremity really do have the same effect by different methods."

"Mangled extremity centers on location, thorough destruction — severe crush injury is mainly acute crush destruction of soft tissue! ~"

"We've tried using mangled extremity limb salvage surgery's theoretical framework to transpose limb salvage surgery — but current results are mediocre, amputation probability higher than before, yet effect not particularly obvious."

Yuan Weihong nodded. He himself was a professional, and after Zhang Yuancong mentioned the term severe crush injury, he had found some leads.

If one really wanted to compare mangled extremity and severe crush injury by analogy, it was like being hit with a stick versus having skin and flesh pinched for several hours!

The latter might not cause a fracture, but the pain was real.

For example, the pain of a fracture compared to the pain of a ruptured organ was different in nature and completely different in degree.

Yuan Weihong smiled faintly: "Ziye, are you learning from Jie Han? Only responsible for raising problems, without thinking about solving them?"

"The injury mechanism and pathological mechanism of crush injury and mangled extremity are completely different."

"If that's really the case, we should still explain it clearly to Cong Ge and Professor Zheng early on, and not waste other people's time."

Zhang Yuancong understood Yuan Weihong's meaning and hurriedly shook his head: "No no no, Wei Ge."

"The idea Ziye raised is still very good and feasible, it's just that we haven't found a more suitable way to break the deadlock yet, definitely not talking nonsense."

"Actually, if I hadn't known you were busy, Ziye, I would have come over to ask long ago."

"Professor Zheng and the others are hard to disturb, but my skin is very thick."

Zhang Yuancong explained the real reason why 'Zheng Haidong' had previously been courteous and humble, not caring about face, but this time had delayed disturbing for so long.

It was not that he couldn't let go of face, but that he knew Fang Ziye was currently busy with important matters, so he didn't disturb him over trivial matters, but waited until he had truly pushed some things forward before coming to discuss together.

They had cooperated before; the Trauma Surgery Department of the Sixth Hospital of Magic Capital was also a first echelon in Magic Capital, and the first hospital to develop the mangled extremity limb salvage technique.

Although later hospitals such as Huashan Hospital, Ruijin Hospital, Renji Hospital, and Shanghai Ninth Hospital had not lagged far behind, the Sixth Hospital still held the advantage of being first, and today's Shanghai Mangled Extremity Limb Salvage Center was housed in the Sixth Hospital of Magic Capital.

Zhang Yuancong continued: "Currently, there are also some unfinished research projects in the department, so there was no rush."

"For big research projects, one still needs some patience."

"Others teach you to fish, but you can't settle for fish instead!"

Looking at Fang Ziye slowly grinding and climbing these years, if Zheng Haidong and Zhang Yuancong and others still couldn't see Fang Ziye's theoretical level and research level, then the Trauma Surgery Department of the Sixth Hospital of Magic Capital would sooner or later be led into a ditch by Professor Zheng Haidong.

Was what they really lacked Fang Ziye giving them a few research projects?

No, they wanted to learn and imitate Fang Ziye's line of thought, from the line of thought to verify Fang Ziye's thinking level and thinking mode, striving to be able to imitate and learn in the future, and even go further—that was the root.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Teacher, no no, I am just speaking based on the facts, and dare not show off my skills before an expert."

"We have always been chatting about specific subjects."

Even now, Fang Ziye did not dare say he was the 'master' of Professor Zheng Haidong!

Although Fang Ziye knew his strength was sufficient, after all his accumulation had not yet reached that step; if you went and stated it recklessly, you would be offending people.

In others' eyes, you were deliberately showing off, and moreover stepping on the Sixth Hospital of Magic Capital to boast and rise in status.

Fang Ziye did not need such 'reputation', and Zhongnan Hospital currently could not bear this label.

After all, several years ago, Fang Ziye being able to go to the Sixth Hospital of Magic Capital for a consultation surgery was like the eldest daughter of Zhongnan Hospital getting married for the first time.

How long has it been since then?

"Hey, we can't say it openly, can't we say it in private?" Zhang Yuancong was very open-minded.

"But I cannot represent my current hospital myself; I myself came from Zhongnan Hospital, and I know many of the teachers here."

"Although Professor Zheng and the others all say they don't care, I'm not really sure if they actually care."

"Anyway, Ziye, whatever you think of in the future, just say it directly; I am very shameless, and if I meet a rich older woman I'll say I'm hungry."

Yuan Weihong said: "Then Cong Ge, in this place of Magic Capital, don't you say it at least ten or more times a day?"

In this city of Magic Capital, the city lived up to its name.

There were many rich men, and many rich older women, and no lack of top-tier socialites.

It could be called plump and slender, with everything available.

Zhang Yuancong just shook his head lightly: "I know very well what my own specifications are."

"Is that so?" Yuan Weihong looked at Zhang Yuancong, with another meaning.

Being a doctor in Magic Capital might not make one very rich, but the network of connections one could make would definitely be very broad.

"But one still has to grind it out..." Zhang Yuancong relaxed his whole body and spoke his true feelings.

Yuan Weihong and Fang Ziye both remained silent.

The whole world tells you that strength is most important, that education and professional title are not important.

But once you truly come into contact with these things, you will find that education and professional title are the bricks to knock on the door.

Except for someone like Fang Ziye who walked the 'demonic art' route, directly taking a shortcut to overtake on a curve, leaving everyone far behind, and opening a separate peak in the world of Orthopedics.

Most other people, who isn't relying on grinding it out?

"Leaving Zhang Yuancong's Sixth Hospital, still awesome and imposing, but Zhang Yuancong leaving the Sixth Hospital is just a little Zhang."

"So, Ziye, don't you know how many people are envious, jealous, and hateful toward you?"

Fang Ziye knew his own special nature.

And his own special nature, everyone else could only envy, because Fang Ziye had long known his talent was truly 'inadequate'.

There were some objective facts; as his horizons improved now, Fang Ziye had to admit that effort was not as good as fate, and fate was not as good as luck.

People who could come to Hanzhong University Zhongnan Hospital for graduate studies, not to say their qualifications were definitely very good, but being able to compete over so many peers and classmates, they could definitely not be considered bad.

After graduating with a Master's or Doctorate, going to a prefecture-level city hospital one could still do quite well, and might even be the best in education and talent in the hospital, like his senior brother Su Xiao under Teacher Deng Yong.

Going further up, there were people like Yuan Weihong, professional and research dual talents who appeared only once every few years, who could make a name for themselves in Zhongnan Hospital.

But Yuan Weihong's eventual endpoint was estimated to be just slightly better than Deng Yong.

Even someone as talented as Liu Huanglong would very likely reach the level of Professor Duan Hong in the future, becoming a 'National Treasure Doctor' renowned nationwide!

How many years does it take to produce one?

In the last ten-plus years, at Zhongnan Hospital, those who simply entered the doctorate program through professional assessment were just these few.

Liu Huanglong, Wang Yuanqi, Fang Ziye, Lan Tianluo.

Jie Han could only take the 'research' route.

National Treasure Doctor-level experts don't reference research output and research ability; they only focus on clinical practice.

This is Zhongnan Hospital's time accumulation!

But currently, there isn't a single "National Treasure Doctor-level" professor produced.

Using this as a train of thought, then looking at Tongji Hospital, Sixth Hospital of Magic Capital...

Then looking at Professor Duan Hong, Professor Zheng Haidong, Professor Zhang Yue and others, they truly are the outstanding ones who top the national trauma surgery field in a year or even several years.

This is qualification, which is also fate.

The upper limit of effort can only reach expert level; it absolutely cannot reach the transcendent level of "National Treasure Doctor."

But so-called fate, "qualification," in front of Fang Ziye's "opportunity"?

Fang Ziye glanced sideways at his own panel and the nearly 260,000 knowledge points stored again?

Others struggle immensely to get one or two Level 5 skills, but at Fang Ziye's place, if only talking about Level 5 0/50000!

5,000-plus knowledge points for one; Fang Ziye can produce fifty more.

Level 6 skills are also legendary — abilities that might take ten-odd years or even decades for someone to touch the threshold of; Fang Ziye already owns ten-odd of them.

Level 7 skills are hanging here too.

So, Fang Ziye cannot use his own encounters, his own abilities to constrain others.

"Teacher, I also have good fate." Fang Ziye's voice was calm, not deliberately evasive, nor particularly arrogant.

"But fate is part of a person, isn't it?"

Zhang Yuancong said: "Choice is also part of life."

"Magic Capital is big, but also very capable of burying people; an ordinary person rushes in, falls into the Huangpu River and drowns, maybe not even a bubble would remain."

"Just take our orthopedics jianghu for example?"

"Hang around, hang around until becoming an attending physician, hang around until becoming a professor — so what? Magic Capital's professors, just in our trauma surgery, if there aren't fifty, I'll twist my head off."

"And these professors, these attending physicians, any single one who went out of town would be a top figure there."

"But in Magic Capital, they still can only behave properly and rule-abidingly, completely unable to stand out."

"Speak honestly, Huashan Hospital is impressive enough, right? Zhongshan Hospital impressive enough? Ruijin Hospital also impressive?"

"But this generation, they just can't rise up."

"So-called fortune turns; this year comes to my home — this is luck."

"Far more magical than life's ups and downs." Zhang Yuancong didn't know if he was drunk or tired, so today his words were especially many.

Or perhaps because he arrived at his undergraduate alma mater, he wanted to vent freely.

Yuan Weihong and Fang Ziye both understood Zhang Yuancong's meaning; whether so-called famous hospitals or foundation, in front of a "National Treasure Doctor" emerging, they can only shrink back.

Contemporary leaders, your own predecessors have already died; relying on eating old capital you can't rise up.

"Cong Ge, but foundation is still very important."

"These holy lands you speak of could produce new Grandmasters at any time, while small places like us, if we don't accumulate well, then finished is thoroughly finished." Yuan Weihong understood, and soothed.

Current Zhongnan Hospital, if Fang Ziye left, then Zhongnan Hospital would thoroughly return to mediocrity.

Perhaps not as unknown as before, but for some future years, can only tuck tail and honestly hole up in the jianghu, honestly treat patients and save people, don't think of anything else.

Fang Ziye heard another layer of meaning instead, slightly cupped hands and said: "Thank you Teacher for conveying Professor Zheng's meaning."

Yuan Weihong's heart jumped, glanced at Fang Ziye once.

Zhang Yuancong's eyeballs instantly sobered up, rolled a few times, then looked at Fang Ziye with a smile, no longer speaking.

All the way without words.

After Yuan Weihong and Fang Ziye sent Zhang Yuancong to the hotel, then back in the elevator.

Yuan Weihong then asked: "What did Professor Zheng say to you through Zhang Yuancong's mouth?"

"Talk about his own ability? Let me not meddle too much first."

"Encountered the big picture, he can be shameless, but truly when it comes to details, he wants to fight through his own ability."

"Same as Professor Duan Hong, outwardly very elegant, but actually proud to the bone."

"Master, if not for the several confrontations with Teacher Duan, Professor Duan Hong wouldn't easily invite me over to drink tea together."

Duan Hong mixes very well nationwide, is a genuine National Treasure Doctor-level big shot; his vision already looks down on Hubei Province local a bit; his layouts are all nationwide!

But didn't expect right under his eyelids a Fang Ziye killed out, not only snatched away the mangled extremity limb salvage surgery research project he proposed first, later Fang Ziye's confrontations with his team, even more caught Duan Hong off guard.

Professor Duan Hong only then had to change his thinking.

Literati's proud bones wanting to bend, must be ground down.

"Oh." Yuan Weihong didn't understand, but seemed to understand a bit too.

Fang Ziye honestly said: "Master, annual meeting ended, although only recognized some people, I really feel benefited immensely! ~"

"Good as long as there's benefit; teacher now responsible for grinding small monsters for you, incidentally cheering you on 666! ~" Yuan Weihong's voice pampering, as if to a girlfriend in passionate love.

Fang Ziye glanced at Yuan Weihong, lowered voice: "Master learned so many things for me, true thoughts, definitely not just this, right?"

Fang Ziye saw Yuan Weihong wanting to get angry, hurriedly changed topic: "Master, need to temper!! ~"

"That step all are tempered through."

Yuan Weihong withdrew resentment, voice faint: "Then you? Really no shortcut?"

National Treasure Doctor-level ah, Yuan Weihong of course wants it, dreams of it even in sleep.

Liu Huanglong impressive enough, background impressive enough? You let him rely on his father-in-law being an Academician to jump in front of Professor Zhong Junyu?

Say press down your Liu Huanglong and he's pressed down.

National Treasure Doctor-level will respect Academicians, but also won't fear you.

A specialty cannot have only Academicians; rather, National Treasure Doctor-level is the hardest backbone.

"Enmmm..." Fang Ziye pressed his lips into a line, his face full of embarrassment.

"Forget it, I won't force you anymore; as long as there's hope, that's fine."

Yuan Weihong patted Fang Ziye's head with pampering: "But Ziye, if one day you find that even this sliver of hope is gone, you must tell your Master as soon as possible."

"Your Master would rather wake from the dream than continue living in illusion."

Fang Ziye nodded heavily, looking at Yuan Weihong, looking at his gradually aging face, looking at the slowly forming crow's feet, and at the hair that was becoming more Mediterranean and still being refurbished to cover the Mediterranean; his gaze gradually became hazy.

At this moment, he felt this old man was quite handsome, because when he met Yuan Weihong, Yuan Weihong was truly young, and full of high spirits...

"Master, it's not that there's completely no path, it's just that it will be very bitter... very bitter, very bitter..." Fang Ziye asked hesitantly.

Yuan Weihong's expression instantly became restrained, his raised hand froze stiffly, his gaze resolute: "Say it! ~"

(Chapter End)