Chapter 731: Medical System Academic Tyrant Chapter 728: Building Materials King General (Medical Version)

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

"Director Zhu, I'm just calling to confirm that a relative of Professor Lin Su has come to my side, and Professor Lin Su personally brought him to add an appointment for an outpatient visit on a workday." After briefly explaining the situation to Hematology Department Director Zhu Jun, Fang Ziye summarized it.

"Oh, Professor Lin is already in the office……"

"Okay, then I understand." Fang Ziye looked toward the patient, his gaze calm.

The middle-aged man began to fidget, opening and closing his mouth several times, not knowing what to say.

Fang Ziye couldn't very well expose him outright, after all the other party was also a victim: "Uncle, are you really a relative of Professor Lin of the Hematology Department?"

"I just called Director Zhu Jun of the Hematology Department, and Director Zhu said Professor Lin is in their department."

Fang Ziye also sent a message to Lan Tianluo.

The middle-aged man then said: "Doctor Fang, sorry, I am… uh… um……"

Fang Ziye put away his phone, stroking his chin: "How much money did she ask you for?"

"Eight hundred! ~"

The middle-aged man blurted out, but immediately shook his head: "No no no, no money asked, Professor Fang."

"I really wanted to find you, I had no choice either. I've been trying to get your appointment for a long time, but couldn't get one." The middle-aged man's expression was sincere.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye nodded and said candidly: "Thank you for your recognition, being so persistent about getting my appointment, but your method is actually wrong."

"If you really want to find a way, you should go to short video and online platforms to look for guides; at a glance you haven't found any."

"On my outpatient day, generally speaking, as long as they come to the consultation room to add an appointment and are willing to wait, basically they can get an appointment."

"From now on, if you really want to see a certain professor's outpatient clinic, go on the day they hold clinic, best to go early, and ask around."

"You say you came at this time; today I don't hold outpatient clinic either. My main task today is responsible for the diagnosis and treatment work of inpatient patients coming from the outpatient clinic to the department."

"If dozens of people like you come, wouldn't that be unfair to these inpatient patients?"

After speaking, Fang Ziye put on his white coat, hung up his name badge, and while standing up, actively pushed the middle-aged man toward the office direction.

The middle-aged man said: "Professor Fang, don't, I'll do it myself. My family member is downstairs; I'll have him push."

Fang Ziye did not let go of the wheelchair push handle, continuing: "No, since you've come to the department, it just happens to be a very good teaching material. I'll have my group's students give you a physical examination, order some tests. After you finish the tests, come up to find us to see the results."

"Today isn't outpatient hours, but you've come anyway. Give them a chance to practice physical examination; is my request too much?"

The middle-aged man was stunned, his eye rims slightly red: "Really? Doctor Fang, you're willing to treat me?"

"You've come all the way to my office; can I still kick you out?"

Fang Ziye smiled: "However, you need to go get examined first. After I finish my work on this side, then I can give you the results."

"Perhaps the students in our group will give you the results first, giving a preliminary diagnosis."

"It's not my non-outpatient time; I just can't revolve around you alone."

"Also, the person who brought you is a medical scalper. You can choose to report to the police, or at least have her return the money to you."

"First call your family member to come over."

"Hu Qingyuan, you come give this patient a physical examination and order a set of preliminary tests." Fang Ziye stood at the doorway and shouted inside.

After hearing this, Hu Qingyuan immediately scrambled to his feet, began to take over the patient Fang Ziye was pushing and walk into the office interior.

Fang Ziye then walked toward the department exterior. Near the elevator entrance, Fang Ziye saw the 'Professor Lin' begging Lan Tianluo for mercy: "Doctor, let me go this once. I definitely won't dare next time."

"I had no choice but to resort to this last measure. My father is hospitalized in the Tumor Department, and the chemotherapy costs are very high, so I……"

Lan Tianluo's expression was stern and cold: "If you were just a simple medical scalper, without using our hospital professor's signboard to deceive people, I could ignore you."

"But now, you must wait for the Security Office people to come up before you can leave. Otherwise I'll keep following you; being a human positioning device doesn't matter to me."

"Moreover, the Security Office side has already reported to the police. There is surveillance at the elevator and department doorway; you can't run away."

"Disguising as a special profession worker's identity to commit 'illegal' acts in public places—you chose to do this, so you must bear the consequences."

The girl's eyes turned red: "Doctor, don't be like this. I really have no way. I need money, I need quick money. I'm just a part-timer."

"I only found this job, and I haven't done it for long. If not for this, I'd have to go out and sell myself. I don't want that……"

"My father really needs money."

Fang Ziye came over at this moment: "Needing money has its ways. Nowadays online fundraising, major medical insurance, etc., are all quite convenient."

"Moreover, as a son or daughter, one shouldn't use parents' health as a gambling oath."

"Professor Fang, my father really is hospitalized in the Tumor Department, in the Tumor Department of Peking Union Medical College Hospital. You can go confirm." The girl said.

Her age wasn't considered great. Although she looked 'mature in appearance,' it was actually that her skin quality wasn't good enough. Although she looked like she was pretending to be generous and poised, the confidence and temperament unique to an Associate Professor couldn't be faked.

Moreover, the manner of speaking of a medical Associate Professor and Deputy Chief Physician wasn't something ordinary people could fake.

"As for the online fundraising you mentioned, nowadays people are unwilling to donate. My father needs money for chemotherapy, money for medicine, money for injections, and also needs imported medicine……"

"The savings I earned from medical escorting are all spent. Recently my father needs even more money. I saw there was a twenty-thousand-yuan order reward in the group chat, so I came to try it."

"I've been doing medical escorting for a long time, so I know… know some tricks, I thought."

"I was wrong, Professor Fang. Let me go, I beg you." The girl cupped her hands, her face full of anxiety, both eyes red.

Fang Ziye pondered for a moment. This trick of pretending to be an acquaintance of this hospital to bring someone for treatment—ordinary people really wouldn't dare think of it.

The girl should have done this before, and perhaps not many people would be as 'nitpicky' as Fang Ziye. Some professors know too many people, afraid they can't recognize everyone, so upon hearing similar words they'd just see the patient directly.

On the contrary, Fang Ziye was young, knew few people, and usually received many similar calls, so he asked a few more questions.

"Then return the money to them." Fang Ziye pointed toward the ward.

"Your father is hospitalized in the hospital. They are also here to see a doctor. You still come to earn this money?"

The girl's expression struggled several times, hesitation flickering. She nodded: "Okay, I'll return it, Professor Fang. I'll return it, I'll compensate! ~"

She actually didn't quite understand what kind of consequences pretending to be an Associate Professor's identity would have, but she was also a bit afraid she would really get caught up in it.

Lan Tianluo kept following the girl all the way until she actually scanned the money to that unknown uncle, and the uncle also acknowledged the amount, only then did he stop following.

"Senior Brother, just like that?" Lan Tianluo asked.

"Mm, later when the Security Office people come I'll go explain to them! ~Actually, the police were called, but it's mostly just mediation."

"The transaction between that girl and the middle-aged man is just that much, although there might be other 'special orders' later, but this thing, it's not good to investigate too deeply."

"We just need to pay a bit more attention." Fang Ziye replied.

If the other party doesn't go too far, Fang Ziye will only dismantle the bridge built on himself, and won't directly dismantle the whole operation.

People have the Way of people, rats have the Way of rats.

Although these things are a bit shady, in reality, they do indeed provide convenience for some patients, at least giving them the opportunity for timely consultation.

It's just that Fang Ziye doesn't like becoming a tool for others to make money.

Moreover, those willing to spend this money mostly have relatively well-off family backgrounds.

"Alright then."

"From what she said, it doesn't seem fake. But it seems we haven't encountered this kind of situation before." Lan Tianluo touched his earlobe, looking conflicted.

"Any small medal my Master and them fought for, if they all need to be hung on their lips at all times, then this Department is definitely going downhill."

"Tian Luo, we've started to slowly grow up, these things we have to find our own way to break through." Fang Ziye finished, raised his wrist, and checked the time.

"Let's go, time for handover." Fang Ziye reined in the topic, and also brought his own topic to a close.

The greater the capability, the greater the responsibility.

Fang Ziye knew long ago that when you see someone else's glory, you must also consider the pressure and problems faced by the person in that position.

But seeing is seeing, experiencing is experiencing.

The "medical scalpers" and "second-hand medical resource traffickers" that neither the Hospital level nor the Health Commission system can thoroughly eliminate, how could Fang Ziye suddenly deal with them?

The handover was extremely lengthy, after all, over thirty new patients were admitted, even just reading through each patient's basic information and diagnosis information once would take a very long time.

When the Nursing Team and Duty Doctor's handover was completed, it had already reached 8:30 in the morning.

Fang Ziye and Huang Xiaowei sat side by side, each managing one side.

After the Duty Doctor finished speaking, Huang Xiaowei spoke first: "Our ward is newly opened, tasks are many, workload is heavy, everyone has worked hard."

"Especially our Nursing Department's two male comrades, after yesterday's whole day, exhausted with sore waists and backs, your hard work, I've all seen it."

"Including the Bed Management Doctors, yesterday basically none of them went back to rest before twelve o'clock."

"But we also completed the challenge, in one day's time, admitted over thirty elective patients, and completed their blood draws, ECGs, various examination appointments, talks, signatures, medical insurance registration and other affairs."

"But this is just the beginning, we are Surgery, so subsequently we will face even more arduous tasks, that is the nursing work after the medical team completes surgeries, this is a harder bone to gnaw."

"We also have to grit our teeth and gnaw through it, absolutely cannot slack off."

"It's possible, if your time at the bedside is not timely, it leads to poor postoperative healing, the time you slack off, the patient has a myocardial infarction, etc."

"So, our Nursing Department, this month will keep working overtime, I, and all our Head Nurses, will accompany you all working overtime together."

"I'll state my position here first, if during this month, including weekends, except for extremely special circumstances requesting leave, any day someone goes home before eight in the evening, next month I'll personally go to the Nursing Department and proactively report to resign from the Head Nurse position."

"In principle, however long our Nursing Department's day shift works, I will work in the Department that long, this sentence can also accept supervision from all Professors! ~" Huang Xiaowei's stance was very clear.

It could be seen, after Huang Xiaowei finished speaking, although the Nursing Team side let out waves of sighs, there wasn't any grumbling.

Huang Xiaowei explicitly stated, overtime she'll always be there, if one day she leaves early without special matters, she'll resign from this job.

This isn't drawing cakes to satisfy hunger and forcing others to do things while slacking off herself.

Fang Ziye took over the conversation: "Thank you Head Nurse and Nursing Department comrades for your stance, although balancing work and rest is the right way."

"But after all, currently our Department, our Hospital Area are facing a relatively special development period! ~"

"So matters and tasks will be relatively trivial, especially the Nursing Department's work, even heavier."

"But these tasks are all within our scope of duty, the things we need to do, currently temporarily haven't exceeded the routine tasks of nursing and medical staff, just piled up in quantity."

"So grit your teeth, persist and it can be done, no need to expend too much brainpower."

"During overtime, everyone must eat well, remember to eat on time."

"If there's no time to order takeout, the Department can form teams, groups to find the Hospital Canteen, or find a designated restaurant to order meals."

"Then there's the matter of rest and leave."

"Balancing work and rest is definitely the optimal choice, if the body really has discomfort, still must request leave, adjust rest at the first time, cannot over-endure, after all everyone's constitution differs......"

"Work is work, work is very important, our responsibilities are relatively special."

"But health is health, our main task is to make patients healthier, similarly, I also hope all my colleagues are not participating in work on the basis of sacrificing health."

"Although there will exist certain contradictions, but me and the Head Nurse, will also in the near future suggest to the Nursing Department, Personnel Department, Residency Training Office, to add some more manpower to our Department, strive to alleviate everyone's burden to a certain extent."

Fang Ziye spoke to here, asked: "Head Nurse, what exactly is our Department's current bed-to-nurse ratio?"

Bed-to-nurse ratio is the ratio of beds to number of nurses.

"Expected bed-to-nurse ratio is 1:0.30! That is 10 nurses, corresponding to thirty beds."

"But current inpatients are thirty-six people, and I still have Shen Xinyao two people, currently neither have assigned beds, equivalent to eight people responsible for thirty-six beds."

"Bed-to-nurse ratio below 0.25, close to 0.2!" Huang Xiaowei said.

"Head Nurse, then you draft an application, I estimate currently other wards' inpatient numbers aren't that many, see if the Nursing Department can allocate a few more brothers and sisters over."

"We'll sign together." Fang Ziye said.

The former Fang Ziye where needed to manage how many nurses in the Department? How was the Department's bed-to-nurse ratio?

But now, Fang Ziye must consider, if during his term, a nurse dies suddenly while on duty, perhaps Fang Ziye won't have direct trouble, but ultimately it will have an impact on the future.

Fang Ziye does not hope for such a thing to happen.

"Okay, Director Fang, I'll have you sign before three in the afternoon." Huang Xiaowei was groomed as Head Nurse for a long time, execution ability, expression ability very strong.

Fang Ziye then looked toward the Bed Management Doctor team, Fang Ziye not only had a rough understanding of his own Group's people, but also looked at Ceng Duoqin's Group: "Professor Ceng, your Group, currently Xu Gongming and Li Hanyao two people are both personally managing beds right?"

Ceng Duoqin nodded: "I just brought my students along; when it came to Orthopedics' standardized residency rotation, none of them were willing to come to the new campus."

"If we only let Xie Zhouzhou, Huang Nonghua, and Dai Zhusheng manage beds, it'll be a mess."

Ceng Duoqin immediately added: "Director Fang, our group is fine; the main issue is Wang Zongkai's group — currently, aside from Xiao Jinqiang, only attendings remain."

"The number of bed-managing doctors is far too few."

"Given the difficulty of the disease types our department will soon be admitting, even if Zhang Wenlai and Zhu Quanlin both go in, they definitely won't be able to handle it."

With the new ward opening, the hospital level only considered the attending physicians allocated to us; as for bed-managing doctors — these juniors — it all depends on how many students each person has."

Ceng Duoqin is a professor, with PhD and Master's students. Fang Ziye has two PhDs and one Master's, which counts as a decent-sized team."

But Wang Zongkai is neither a special associate professor nor a professor. Right now he only has this one lone Master's seedling, Xiao Jinqiang."

"Tian Yao, you follow Teacher Wang Zongkai this month first; in a bit you hand over your beds, and go participate in bed management first."

"Next month I'll see the situation — whether I can get a few more bed-managing doctors."

"The department has too few bed-managing doctors; normal work can't even be carried out." Fang Ziye transferred one person to Wang Zongkai.

This wasn't Fang Ziye being inconsiderate; rather, Tian Yao is his own student, so Fang Ziye couldn't just hand the person over directly.

One, afraid of hurting his own student's feelings; two, he also had to arrange based on the department's actual situation."

"Good—!" Tian Yao agreed without any hesitation."

His voice was hearty, though who knows if he felt a little hurt inside; but Fang Ziye currently couldn't manage that much."

"Today is Friday, also the last working day of this week."

"Our surgery days are tentatively set as three-three-four: starting next week, our group — Mon Wed Fri; Professor Zeng's group — Mon Tue Wed Thu; Professor Wang's group — Tue Thu Fri."

"Everyone follow this surgery schedule to strictly arrange surgeries, and do proper handovers for the patients within your own group."

"If on a surgery day our own group has no surgeries scheduled, we coordinate with each other." Fang Ziye arranged once more."

These matters, although he had discussed with Ceng Duoqin and the others, still had to be said openly so the junior doctors all know their own group's surgery days."

Ceng Duoqin said: "My main task today and next Monday is puncture diagnosis; Wang Zongkai, you definitely can't schedule elective surgeries today."

"Next Monday's surgery day you line up surgeries to take over the OR; we should be able to finish sixteen or seventeen today."

Puncture biopsy is a basic specialty technique of the Bone Disease Department; Ceng Duoqin, Xu Gongming, and Li Hanyao can all perform it routinely."

If one can't even do a puncture biopsy, it's impossible to muddle through to becoming an attending in Bone Disease."

The three take turns; the puncture procedure doesn't take long either — doing sixteen or seventeen in a day is no problem."

Wang Zongkai certainly didn't expect to occupy Fang Ziye's surgery days; hearing this he immediately said: "Then thank you, Teacher Zeng; I'll make it clear to the patients in our group that we're taking over surgeries."

"And before taking over, we still need to disinfect for a while."

After tumor puncture, a certain disinfection time is needed to avoid OR infection."

Tumor infection is no joke."

Ceng Duoqin hurriedly smiled and explained: "Puncture is fine; we're all orthopedic doctors — patients can be afraid, but we can't scare ourselves."

After Ceng Duoqin finished, realizing Fang Ziye might still have more to say, he added: "Director Fang, you continue; I won't interrupt anymore."

Fang Ziye flipped through his notebook, then said: "The next point is extremely critical."

"Our new ward has no Trauma Center, so all Orthopedics emergencies must be handled by us personally."

"Although the ward currently has a Chief Resident, Tian Luo is still a student after all, so our second-line and third-line shifts are the most directly responsible persons."

"Currently, our department's third-line shift rotates among me, Professor Zeng, and Professor Wang Zongkai — three-day rotation."

"Second-line shift rotates among five people: Li Nuo, Xu Gongming, Li Hanyao, Zhang Wenlin, Zhu Quanlin — so I hope you several older brothers can hold up the emergency surgery front."

"Our department's Chief Resident and Follow-up Resident, in principle, are only responsible for emergency patient reception work—!"

Fang Ziye's words were actually shirking responsibility."

But attendings aren't slackers; it's impossible for them to shoulder zero responsibility."

As soon as Fang Ziye's voice fell, Hand Surgery's Zhang Wenlin and Zhu Quanlin didn't think much of it, but Bone Disease's Xu Gongming and Li Hanyao seemed to suddenly break out in crotch eczema, shifting restlessly in their seats."

After about seven or eight seconds, the older Xu Gongming said: "Director Fang, our Bone Disease Department previously never received emergency patients… we also haven't done many emergency debridements."

This is the sequela of specialty subdivision."

Zhongnan Hospital's Trauma Surgery and Hand Surgery two sub-specialties are strong enough, so people from other specialties simply didn't need to spend any thought on the emergency module."

"Receiving common trauma emergency patients is every orthopedic doctor's basic skill; in principle it's unrelated to which specialty one belongs to."

"For the past ten-odd years, our Orthopedics Chief Residents have been on a shift system; all Chief Residents need to take turns on duty responsible for emergencies."

"Our new ward has just this many people; this matter was also agreed upon in advance — if Doctor Xu and Doctor Li find it difficult, they can give feedback to Director Deng and apply to transfer back to the main campus—!"

"But this month, since you've come, you have to do your proper job well."

"Inescapable duty." Fang Ziye gave the two no way out."

Everyone is an adult; the new campus's task of receiving emergency patients wasn't just announced now — as orthopedic doctors who've already reached attending level, they've long known Orthopedics would face emergencies."

At this point they've already come; wanting to shrink back is definitely impossible!"

What should be discussed gets discussed; the rules that must be fixed get fixed."

"Our bed-managing doctors are also divided into ordinary ward duty and emergency surgery shifts; because our department has a Chief Resident, even those temporarily without a Medical License can routinely do ordinary duty."

"However, those without certificates — during your duty, you must not begrudge data charges and phone fees; make more calls to consult and ask for guidance."

"If anyone really can't afford the phone bill, tell me in advance, I'll pay it for you—!"

Fang Ziye finished, then directly assigned to an individual: "Feng Junfeng, you're responsible for tallying — compile the phone numbers, names, and assigned beds of everyone in our department."

"Then print it out and post it in the Doctor's Office, Doctor's Rest Room, and Inpatient General Office—!"

"So from now on, if anyone says they can't find a superior's phone number, you can go re-learn elementary Chinese properly!"

"Okay, Master." Feng Junfeng nodded in acceptance."

He had actually finished this task long ago; it's just that Fang Ziye only gave the order now, so he printed and posted it today."

Of course, Fang Ziye wasn't really giving him the cold shoulder; he upholds the principle of tight first, loose later: "Matters of principle must adhere to the bottom line."

"Apart from matters of principle, everything can be discussed. I'll be spending a lot of time in the wards, operating rooms, and outpatient clinic from now on."

"I'll also occasionally go to our department's special training room, so?"

"I'm not afraid of you raising questions, including Professor Zeng and Professor Wang — they won't mind you asking questions either."

"On the contrary, you need to take initiative, don't be so concerned about face! ~"

"Learning isn't about making you kneel, let alone grovel. There's no shame in swallowing your pride to ask for guidance……"

Just like that, Fang Ziye concluded the second handover of his life as Ward Director.

After the handover, Fang Ziye felt for the first time that the junior doctors in the department looked at him with fear and unease.

It was also the first time Fang Ziye sensed that the attending Big Brothers in the department, after finishing the handover, averted their gaze when making eye contact with him.

It was also the first time Fang Ziye felt that he himself had actually started walking the path of the older generation — that is, beginning to "suppress people with authority," and also starting to think along the lines of 'if you won't do it, plenty of others will'!

Life is a classroom everywhere, life is a closed loop at all times.

Fang Ziye couldn't think of a better solution. Running a ward isn't leading a simple small group — both the big stick and the jujube must be given, and it's impossible to continue with the previous petty workshop attitude.

As for whether he could make people both respect and love him, Fang Ziye didn't dare guarantee it either.

The ward is newly established; Fang Ziye must put in serious effort to establish rules, then see if there's a chance to blend these rigid rules into daily routine.

After the handover, Lan Tianluo, Li Nuo, and the others lined up in a row.

At this point, Li Nuo brought the topic back to the patients in the group: "Ziye, what kind of patients are these you admitted from the outpatient clinic?"

"Admitting so many patients — what exactly were you thinking?"

Lan Tianluo was also quite puzzled: "Senior Brother, out of eight patients, only two are routine functional impairments. Another three are highly likely to be considered neurodegenerative lesions."

"One with multiple lower limb infections, and two with unilateral lower limb bone defects……"

"Are these really disease types our group can handle?"

Lan Tianluo had been to Enshi, but never to the clinical area of the sanatorium.

Specialize in one line of work. If Lan Tianluo were fickle — body in the research area, heart in the clinic — he wouldn't have reached where he is today.

One must focus on doing things, so he didn't know the specific disease types Fang Ziye treated in the Enshi Yangyuan clinical area.

Fang Ziye stood with hands behind his back, calmly saying: "The patients I selected are actually for your interest positioning! ~"

"I won't mention the mangled extremity limb salvage surgeries from the emergency department — you all know those are already our hospital's routine."

"Functional reconstruction for functional impairments, revision surgeries after functional reconstruction — you've seen plenty of those in the department too."

"But the entry threshold for these disease types is a bit high! ~ So your sense of participation is insufficient."

"But bone defects and severe infections are different — you can all slowly permeate into them."

After Fang Ziye finished, Hu Qingyuan stroked his chin and interjected: "Master, are these patients we admitted very difficult to handle?"

Hu Qingyuan had only interned under Fang Ziye back when Fang Ziye was still Chief Resident.

So Hu Qingyuan only had a preliminary understanding of the common disease structure of Zhongnan Hospital Trauma Surgery; he didn't have a thorough grasp of the overall disease framework of Trauma Surgery.

Nor had he deeply understood the treatment difficulty.

Hu Qingyuan was asking Feng Junfeng. Feng Junfeng had been in the department for many years, so naturally he knew more: "Let me put it this way — that infection patient, throw him out into all of Han City and there aren't many who'd dare admit him."

"Professor Duan Hong of Tongji Hospital might dare admit him and try."

Hu Qingyuan and Feng Junfeng's conversation was private and didn't disturb Lan Tianluo. Lan Tianluo simultaneously bit his lower lip, tone troubled: "Senior Brother, didn't you say before that our department isn't pursuing the new right now, that we should settle down and hone basic skills?"

Fang Ziye replied: "That's at the Ben Yuan hospital area. Not here! ~"

"If I don't put some pressure on you and Master Nuo, how would you become more motivated?"

"This infection is actually a simplified version of bone tumor chemo — very simple to handle."

"As for bone defects, they're an enhanced version of reconstruction surgery. Tianluo, give you another half year and you can absolutely try. Master Nuo, give it one or two years and you should be able to independently serve as Lead Surgeon."

"Functional reconstruction for neurodegenerative lesions is a bit more difficult, but still doesn't depart from the framework of functional reconstruction."

"You don't think I'm randomly admitting patients for no reason, do you?"

Although Fang Ziye was the Director, he was too familiar with Lan Tianluo, so he spoke without restraint, without much of a Director's demeanor.

Lan Tianluo and Li Nuo looked at each other, each seeing desire and yearning in the other's eyes.

How is a person's technique honed? It's definitely accumulated one skill at a time, slowly deepening one disease type at a time — impossible to achieve overnight.

Especially medical skills — if you dare exceed your capability as Lead Surgeon, the patient will dare die on you or end up crippled for you to see.

Learning material is one of the essential resources.

Fang Ziye saying he can handle it means he's confident. Learning more of these unfamiliar disease types will make one's capabilities more well-rounded.

And what they currently consider "well-rounded" is actually what others call a super-specialty warrior, standing at the forefront of the era.

How could those two not be fired up?

Seeing Li Nuo and Lan Tianluo fall silent, Fang Ziye added: "Feng Junfeng, your incision technique has also reached a certain level among these disease types."

"Using incision technique to expose vessels, expose nerves — that's something you can do, not beyond your scope. So work hard, strive to get onto the operating table soon."

"Hu Qingyuan, you — think carefully about when you can help us with tendon repair, handle secondary minor operations in major surgeries like tendon transfer and tendon graft."

"Lin Fangzhong, same for you. You're in the same cohort as Hu Qingyuan, can also work toward these directions."

"And, relying on Lan Tianluo being Chief Resident, you can access more basic Trauma Surgery operations — like debridement and suturing, hemostasis, etc."

"The platform is given to you, the platform's steps are piled up for you — this is a very gamified monster-slaying leveling process."

"In the next ten years, as long as you improve, you can immediately get capability verification in clinical practice. Just depends on how fast you level up. The faster you level up, the better the clinical experience will feel." Fang Ziye had quite detailed cultivation plans for each person!

This is incomparable to anyone else, because Fang Ziye has a whole pile of Level 5 and Level 6 skills.

To say something unpleasant — others might worry that Hu Qingyuan and them might accidentally cut nerves or vessels during incision.

But in Fang Ziye's view, even if they cut them, it's just that — nothing more than doing a minor nerve repair or nerve reimplantation.

So Fang Ziye can view these people separately, treat each as a small unit and subunit, and cultivate them independently.

Moreover, Fang Ziye's vision is high enough to very comprehensively see clearly the level each person is at.

The greater the gap, the better the vision.

Hu Qingyuan said, "Master, then what about my basic experiment? The laboratory in our hospital area is so far away, and we've done so much already."

Fang Ziye's mouth corner began to tremble lightly, while leading the team walking, he patted Hu Qingyuan's shoulder: "Qingyuan ah, Master will teach you another principle ah."

"You are a student, I am a teacher, so you must not put reverse pressure on your Master; things you can consider, your Master I can also consider."

"Rest assured, there will be a laboratory, just not our hospital's."

Hu Qingyuan is smart, that's true, but after all his experience is still small; he was only anxious about his own research project, so he got a bit anxious.

Lan Tianluo also patted Hu Qingyuan's shoulder, giving a seeming-smile-not-smile expression.

Hu Qingyuan was then "scared stiff".

No matter how mature he is, he's still just a Small Master's Student; on the clinical path of Trauma Surgery, he's only just put on his shoes, hasn't even started walking yet.

The ward round process was comparatively slow.

Because Li Nuo and the others aren't Professor Fang Zhikuan and the others from the Yangyuan, so Fang Ziye not only has to be Director and Lead Surgeon, but also has to be Dad, be Teacher, bit by bit breaking down and feeding them every patient's diagnosis and examination results.

Letting them first learn how to diagnose these patients...

During the entire ward round period, Fang Ziye just did this thing.

Accustomed to the rhythm of being followed by mature doctors like Professor Fang Zhikuan, Fang Ziye had several moments where he began to dislike the Three Melons Two Dates capability on Lan Tianluo and Li Nuo and the others.

But also didn't show it; all mature doctors are grown from Small Physicians.

As long as I can allow bottom it's fine!

Spent nearly Two Hours to finish reading eight patients, this in Trauma Surgery can be said to be an unprecedented ward round speed.

Fang Ziye looked at the somewhat Suspect Life Li Nuo and Lan Tianluo two people, then said: "The information volume of these things is indeed somewhat large, you need to slowly spend time to digest."

"But Trauma Surgery's framework is very large, these Disease Types aren't the Comfort Zone you were previously familiar with, so getting used to it will be a bit Painful."

"But once you endure past it, your level will definitely be different from others."

"Such a Painful process, everyone will experience!"

Lan Tianluo was still melancholy, but was soon interrupted by a Consultation Phone, after Answered, hurriedly left.

Feng Junfeng, Hu Qingyuan, Lin Fangzhong three people, then took the opportunity to Hurry back to Manage patients' Medical Orders.

Those needing supplementary examinations do supplementary examinations, those needing to be sent for Monday Surgery must be sent for Monday Surgery, also need to do Preoperative Preparation, Reserve Blood, and talk to patients for Informed Consent etc.

"Master Nuo, later's Informed Consent, all must go to Security Office, today's arranged Three Days Surgery, all must go over, if patients themselves Refuse, then let them under Security Office's Witness, process Discharge Procedures."

"Must say clearly, their Surgery can be done, they can also choose to go Other Places to do it, we fully respect their Right to Choose! ~" Fang Ziye said.

"Functional Reconstruction also have to go?" Li Nuo didn't Suspect Fang Ziye, just wanted to Ask more clearly.

"Also go once, prepare a case record also good."

"Functional Reconstruction Surgery also doesn't count as Small Surgery anymore, our Ward just started up, can't be too Negligent." Fang Ziye nodded.

"Good, then I'll go look at them Writing Medical Orders again."

"Hu Qingyuan after all Just Entered Department."

"Professor Fang you go see your Outpatient Clinic..." Li Nuo hurriedly started finding things to do, simultaneously patted a flattery.

The Outpatient Clinic Li Nuo spoke of is the patient who came this morning, he's already examined and returned, waiting at Office Door for Fang Ziye to give him Follow-up Consultation.

Fang Ziye led the patient Husband and Wife two people into Director's Office, while looking at his Electronic Medical Record, Mouth Corner also smiled faintly.

Hu Qingyuan ah Hu Qingyuan, looks Playful Unconcerned, Every Day plays games, but this "Super-standard College Style" way of doing things, Fang Ziye really the more he looks the more he likes.

Super-standard, Textbook-style Medical Record structure, Medical History Writing form, no difference from Textbook at all.

This kid, really memorized all books read, does this count as Hyperthymesia?

But Hu Qingyuan seems to not have any Autism either.

"Doctor Fang... I, my situation, is it okay?" Although not Afraid of Doctor Laugh Hehe, but Fang Ziye this kind of smile, also made Husband and Wife two people a bit Worried.

Fang Ziye's face color hearing this immediately turned stern, once more swept a glance at his MRI examination then said: "Your situation is very Complex! ~"

"Your family background not bad, should have also gone to Not Few Hospitals, although you Concealed from me saying haven't gone."

"Of course, we don't Struggle this."

"You say your own thoughts and demands..." Fang Ziye threw the question to the other party.

Middle-aged man hearing these words, face color instantly began to lightly change.

Hurriedly Explained: "Professor Fang, I have gone to Many Hospitals, but I was also Disappointed Too Many Times, several times I told my Medical History, almost got Chased Out by people."

"I'm Afraid Professor Fang you'd also Chase Me Away, so... I Concealed." (Chapter End)