Chapter 743

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

"Grandpa, hello! ~"

"This uncle, please have a seat as well." Fang Ziye greeted the two elderly men in wheelchairs politely.

One of the two elderly men was in his seventies, the other in his sixties; both sat in wheelchairs with limited mobility in their legs and feet.

One of them glanced at the details of Fang Ziye's office, wanting to profile Fang Ziye's personality; the other was looking at Fang Ziye's attire.

Their family members numbered more than two, but Fang Ziye did not let all the family members come in; only one son and one daughter entered as the spokespersons.

"Professor Fang, we are sorry. We have come to sincerely apologize to you."

"Yesterday's matter may have caused you no small trouble. It was us who failed to put ourselves in your shoes and were insufficiently considerate! ~"

"At the time, I was only worried about my father's condition, wanting a better doctor to perform his surgery; there were no other ulterior motives."

"I hope Professor Fang can understand our sincere hearts as children." The speaker was a middle-aged woman, the daughter of the older elderly man. Her figure was slightly plump, but her train of thought when speaking was exceptionally clear.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's smile remained undiminished. He bore no grudge against any patient, so naturally he could also understand the feelings of patients and their families: "I know, which is why I said, those who are willing to trust me and transfer to the New Ward, I am willing to accept them all! ~"

"If you are willing to wait in the Old Ward, I will also come over on Thursdays and weekends, one after another, to finish all your surgeries."

"As long as they are already registered and willing to let me do the surgery, I will finish them one by one. I will not go back on my word."

The middle-aged woman hurriedly said: "Professor Fang, that is not what we meant."

At the same time, standing beside the middle-aged woman, a younger middle-aged man, only about thirty-six or seven, also spoke up: "It is like this, Professor Fang. Yesterday I also discussed it with my father."

"Actually, we feel that queuing for surgery in the Old Campus is also quite good. After all, Professor Yuan and Professor Gong's technical level is also top-tier nationwide." The middle-aged man gave a thumbs-up.

"So, after careful consideration, we still feel that even if we are fortunate enough to have you, Professor Fang, as the Lead Surgeon, it is still a case of Fate Not Enough."

"It is Not Necessarily Transfer to the New Campus or wait for you, Professor Fang, to return to the Old Campus as Lead Surgeon."

"We only hope Professor Fang can empathize with our sincere hearts as children. After all, the elderly ran around for us for a Lifetime, and in their old age they are Depressed by Disability. We are also heartsick."

"It is Not Unwilling to Treat them; we just want them to Live Better, so we thought of queuing and Continuing to Wait……"

"Professor Fang, we are not trying to Force/Coerce you, nor do we have thoughts in other Aspects. On this point, we still hope Professor Fang can Discern Clearly."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye understood the two people's meaning.

Yesterday, these two people made the biggest scene in the Department, and counted as one of the ringleaders, insisting on naming Fang Ziye to do the surgery; otherwise, no matter what was said, they were Unwillingness/Resentment.

Now, Fang Ziye agreed, yet they Coward first.

"Mhm mhm mhm, I know. I have parents myself, so of course I can understand."

"As the saying goes, 'the tree desires stillness but the wind will not cease'; that kind of suffering, though I cannot experience it personally, I can only Learn From to experience."

"I believe the two elderly can see your Sincerity, and will also feel very comforted."

"Elderly, your children are all quite good." Fang Ziye said with a smile.

Hundred Good Deeds, Filial Piety First; Judge by Heart Not Deed; Poor Family Has No Filial Sons.

The conversation having reached this point, one of the elderly men finally sighed with emotion: "Professor Fang, you need not praise us here anymore."

"Actually, the reason we came to find you today is to let you take back yesterday's words."

"If you are really Angry, scolding a few sentences or complaining a few sentences is No Problem for us. We really do not want our Rotten situation to still Affect our children's prospects." The speaker was the older elderly man.

"Professor Fang, you have hard connections, a strong Backend, good technique, and good character. I believe you certainly will not hold these things against us."

Fang Ziye heard the other party's meaning.

There are many people who want to find Fang Ziye to Treat Illness, but only a portion of them currently have not finished Queueing.

As a result, now, pressured by the people Hospitalized in the Department, Fang Ziye was forced to smash the plate.

When Resources are Relatively limited, it becomes most about one mountain being higher than the next.

What are you people anyway? Relying on having a bit of connections to swagger around in the Hospital?

Hmph, the fuse is you, right? Then while it hasn't fully blown up yet, you go solve it yourselves. If it isn't solved well, then the Consequence is on your own heads.

"Ah?"

"Elderly, what do your words mean?"

"I am not Angry, ah?" Fang Ziye said.

To make the elderly believe him, Fang Ziye asserted: "I truly am not Angry. Afterwards I did not make any Phone Calls to anyone, nor did I complain to anyone."

"I myself have no connections; where would any Relationship Network come from?"

"If you don't believe me, I can show you my Mobile Phone. I have not made any complaint calls."

Hearing Fang Ziye speak like this, the elderly man Hastily admitted defeat: "Right right right, Professor Fang, this isn't a matter of you complaining."

"It's not that you maneuvered against us behind our backs; it's that we ourselves are Not Enough in capability, we can't Endure/Suffer…"

"We hope Professor Fang will Lift Hand High and stop making things difficult for our children."

"They are also Not Easy."

Fang Ziye replied: "Elderly, these words are a bit too Far-fetched, aren't they?"

"What do you mean by me making things difficult for them?"

"Whatever you want to do, I agreed to it all. If I Remember Correctly, you should be the first Batch of surgery patients in the Old Campus."

"I did it, right?"

"I didn't quarrel with you, right?"

The elderly man said: "Professor Fang, you surely know in your heart. I'll just Tell Truth then."

"You Announced that you would no longer do these two types of surgeries. The impact and backlash are quite large. Others Misunderstood, thinking it was my children who forced you to make this choice."

"This will affect her work!"

"We hope, Professor Fang, that you can look at us as a bunch of old bones with not many years left to live, and be magnanimous, let it go, and take back your previous words."

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Elderly, this doesn't constitute a causal relationship."

"If you want me to say publicly that I didn't accept anyone's coercion, this is a fact, and I say this to everyone."

"As for other issues, I can't do it."

"Our Orthopedics Department's work focus was originally re-planned through agreement, the development focus has already been laid out, how could it possibly be easily changed?"

"This is our hospital, our department's internal affairs!"

The elderly man said directly: "I know, Professor Fang, this is your internal affairs, we admit defeat, inferior skill, we accept it."

"But, your internal affairs are now like a knife about to cut someone; as the saying goes, heaven has the virtue of cherishing life, you raise your hand, take back your words, you continue doing your thing, unrelated to each other..."

Fang Ziye then asked very directly: "Elderly, are you sure that if I take back my words, it will be unrelated?"

"How are you sure? How can you guarantee it? With what as collateral?"

"You came here to treat illness, to resolve physiological suffering, we are a hospital, we can do this, this is our duty."

"But this is a hospital, not the Organizational Department!"

Another elderly man hurriedly reached out to interrupt, smiling: "Professor Fang, so-called favors are actually 'no fight, no acquaintance.' Right?"

"Each take a step back, and everyone is at peace."

"You're also a sensible person, you know what we mean, why be so stubborn?"

"Whether to do surgery or not is just a matter of one sentence from you, right?"

Their purpose was very clear: they hoped Fang Ziye would take back his previous words; otherwise, the extreme things they had done would be personally experienced by them in turn.

But at that time, they would be the ones forced, and the person in charge would be the other party.

Some work within the system doesn't entirely rely on ability to make a living.

Nor are all positions occupied by the more virtuous.

"Professor Fang, really sorry." The middle-aged man forced a smile, exceptionally humble.

To tell the truth, they really hadn't done a complete background check; they only investigated that Fang Ziye's technique was the best, but completely ignored the relationship network supporting Fang Ziye's technique!

Since the incident fermented last night, they had received many calls one after another, some from within the province, some from outside the province, even some mysterious calls from Jingdu had come through.

Before this, they had absolutely no opportunity to contact those levels, and they all called to send greetings; they really couldn't withstand it.

Those suffering from functional impairment are mostly the elderly.

But not limited to Han City's elderly, there are also out-of-province elderly.

"You don't need to apologize, I don't feel you did anything wrong? You've already come to the hospital for treatment, you have the right to choose better medical services."

"You confirmed the lead surgeon choice pre-operatively, this is your permission."

"I recognize it, I agree, our Orthopedics Department, our hospital, will not deprive you of your rights, because we have formed a doctor-patient relationship."

"Performing surgery for you is our hospital's obligation."

"But, our Orthopedics Department's work arrangements are our internal affairs!" Fang Ziye said.

"Professor Fang, let's speak plainly. You may not think that way, but others do?" The elderly man patted his own leg.

It was already quite painful; at this moment, it hurt so much his leg muscles twitched.

The elderly man's face contorted for a while, but he didn't utter a single syllable.

Fang Ziye's back was straight, he said: "So, to accommodate you, to keep you from being misunderstood, I should change our established work focus?"

"You're reenacting what you did yesterday in another form; yesterday it was rights coercion, today you come to me for moral coercion?"

"You said how it should be, now you tell me not to do it?"

"On what grounds?"

"And my attitude is very clear, I can't do it!"

"I can only say, I acknowledged your request, acknowledged your right to enjoy existing obligations, I'm not angry, no retaliation, and didn't trip you up."

"So I'm very at ease."

"As for whether others will have other misunderstandings because of this, that should be for you to solve, you to handle, come to me to handle?"

"We're not familiar."

"We're just a simple doctor-patient relationship; the doctor is only responsible for treating illness, only responsible for surgery, not responsible for constructing your personnel relationships and personal favors..."

"If you're willing to transfer here, I welcome you, and will arrange things well for you."

"If you're here for me to do surgery at the Main Campus, I will also arrive as expected."

"As for the rest, there's no need for us to communicate."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man instinctively slapped the table: "You're just a small physician, what are you putting on airs for? Who do you think you are..."

The middle-aged man's instinct made his father, sitting in a wheelchair, hurriedly smash a fist into his stomach.

The middle-aged woman also interrupted loudly halfway through: "Professor Fang, Professor Fang, listen to my explanation, this younger brother got confused for a moment."

But Fang Ziye laughed: "I feel he makes sense."

"I'm nobody, and I'm not putting on airs?"

"Haven't I always been humble and submissive to you? Whatever you said before, I didn't refuse?"

"I'm just a small physician, I do my own things, listen to unit arrangements."

Speaking here, Fang Ziye's face hardened: "But, limited to listening to unit arrangements; if you have the ability, go persuade my unit."

"Hmm, by the way, one more thing."

"Zhongnan Hospital currently only has suggestion rights over my practice, no decision-making power."

"Please go ahead!"

The slightly younger elderly man had already started pushing his son toward the door, pushing his own wheelchair.

The middle-aged man himself was annoyed for a good while before he slapped himself twice across the face: "I'm sorry, Professor Fang, I misspoke."

"I'm sorry, I'll leave immediately, I won't disturb you any further."

He wasn't completely brainless, it's just that usually too many people from Zhongnan Hospital in front of him weren't like Fang Ziye in this bird-like manner.

A group of people he usually looked down on, suddenly bit him all at once, and might even bite him until he was bloody and mangled.

This kind of contrasting outcome was something he couldn't accept.

"Dad, let me see you out first too." The middle-aged woman was very calm; at this moment she was even a bit worried her father wouldn't calm down, would say things he shouldn't, and make the situation even worse.

They were here to solve the problem, not to escalate the contradiction.

To put it bluntly, even if Fang Ziye weren't Fang Ziye, as long as he's in the system and doesn't have too many stains, they'd also have a hard time finding any special solution against him.

What's more, Fang Ziye is Fang Ziye; he isn't simply a Vice Professor inside Zhongnan Hospital.

His technique has already reached the National-Level Expert layer, almost with these four words: no substitutability.

Once these four words 'unique' are displayed, and he's still a doctor, the energy contained therein is extremely horrifying.

The profession of doctor, the span between upper limit and lower limit is too large!

"Sister, you don't need to waste your breath either."

"Actually making this decision was something I'd long since thought of; it's just that before there wasn't a suitable opportunity."

"Not suffering scarcity but suffering unevenness — if everyone only seeks me out, other hospitals are fine, but Our Hospital won't be able to carry out work normally." Fang Ziye said facing the middle-aged woman who had walked back.

The middle-aged woman smiled and said calmly: "Professor Fang, that's natural; we all understand."

"It's just that this timing, well, can also be changed; the timing you chose to decide happened to step right on us, so that's why we came to discuss a solution with you."

"As long as it's a solution that can solve the problem, it's fine; it doesn't necessarily mean you have to take back your words, and it's even less about coming to complain to you."

"The outside world's misunderstanding still needs to be cleared up; otherwise your sister, and that brother outside, our misunderstandings will grow large, and that's especially unfavorable for our development."

"Professor Fang, you're also a system insider; you know the consequences of parroting others."

"And, us — we're different from you, Professor Fang; you're professional technical personnel; as for how formidable your professional technique is, I won't belabor it."

"But when it comes down to it, we aren't."

"Our intelligence currently hasn't reached the point of being irreplaceable. So this kind of parroting others will cause us extremely large damage."

"I believe Professor Fang's true intention also isn't to harm others; at least there's no such subjective willingness!" The middle-aged woman's train of thought was still clear; from the start she sorted through the whole affair's ins and outs and impacts.

Fang Ziye indeed also calmed down.

Fang Ziye of course had no thoughts of revenge or flaring up; it's just that every kind of choice indeed has corresponding consequences.

"Sister, then you tell me — what better choices do I have."

"Besides your previous suggestion, if it's within a reasonable scope, I'm all willing to cooperate with you."

"But to make me speak ambiguously, or take back my previous words, and turn our unit into a pot of congee — that's an impossible thing." Fang Ziye's stance was clear.

Your previous suggestion didn't work.

The middle-aged woman finally frowned; her thinking was clear, emotions stable — that doesn't mean she can quickly resolve and handle every contradiction encountered.

This requires careful thought.

Before coming, they wanted alternative plans; but Fang Ziye didn't go down that road, so the previous plans can only be overthrown; they must quickly reorganize a plan.

Reorganize the plan based on Fang Ziye's own requirements and expressions.

"Professor Fang, I do have a not-very-mature plan; don't know if you're willing to hear it."

"Speaking of which, part of the affairs I currently oversee is related to the medical system."

"You're unwilling to take back your previous words — that's also not impossible."

"But, it might still need Professor Fang to express a stance: that is, open a few more teaching classes."

"Teaching is different from routine surgery, right?"

"And, opening teaching classes can be without fixed unit, without fixed hospital..."

"Furthermore, in the process of opening teaching surgeries, cases can all be carefully selected."

"This way... I believe Professor Fang you also understand my meaning..."

"One, it can add a nice income for Professor Fang you."

"Two, it can also solve the contradiction your unit currently faces."

"Currently, the reason your department has patients choosing the lead surgeon is because internal capability development is unbalanced; so letting Professor Fang you choose to proactively resign this surgical technique to achieve balance."

"Admittedly, Professor Fang you might have other considerations."

"But the remaining problems also can't be completely cut with one stroke."

"There's demand, supply is insufficient — contradiction will appear!"

"In this kind of situation, Professor Fang you can only carefully select and supply, to suppress outside pressure."

"Let me put it even more bluntly: Professor Fang, you at least have to give some nobles a small vent; if you block everything, it's also not beneficial for your hospital's development!"

"If Professor Fang fears public opinion, naturally there are people who can help you do this kind of thing."

"Anyway for you, doing surgery for whoever is the same; this is called transferring the contradiction point."

"For example, what kind of teaching cases Third Hospital chooses has little to do with you Professor Fang; that's their unit's choice."

"But the surgery is done by you Professor Fang; the patient knows; outsiders don't know the patient's identity; you've fulfilled the teaching purpose — that's what you want to do..."

Fang Ziye couldn't help but look at the middle-aged woman with new respect.

Opening teaching classes is a completely different concept from routinely admitting some patients.

In the process of opening teaching classes, the teaching staff of course must complete teaching surgeries; the teaching quantity also doesn't need to be large.

Kill two birds with one stone.

"Sister, Fang Ziye admires you!" Fang Ziye cupped his fists toward the middle-aged woman.

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman let out a long breath: "As long as Professor Fang you can agree to this proposal, that's good!"

"Moreover, setting up a teaching class doesn't require Professor Fang to take the initiative to plan it; we just need to get the ball rolling, and units will come looking for Professor Fang on their own."

"When the time comes, Professor Fang just needs to control your own rhythm."

"Furthermore, from the start of preparations to completion of a teaching class, it generally takes about one month's time, so Professor Fang has enough time to settle things and choose whether to go or not."

"This way, it actually resolves the trouble Professor Fang encountered more tactfully, and also resolves the trouble your department is currently facing."

"It can also alleviate the pressure we will face to a certain extent." The middle-aged woman was smiling a bit bitterly at this moment.

However, as long as Fang Ziye didn't bite down on a topic and refuse to let go, didn't drill into a dead end, she also felt this was a pretty good solution.

At least for now, it is the best.

"Okay, Sister, I will discuss this matter with my teacher and leaders, but I won't respond immediately either."

"I believe Sister you also know what to say and what to do! ~"

"I just also don't want to hear any vague and evasive voices! ~" Fang Ziye emphasized.

If the middle-aged woman went out from here and started releasing information chaotically like spreading rumors, that would also be extremely unfavorable to Fang Ziye.

"Professor Fang, you are a smart person, and I am not a fool."

"Absolutely will not treat any other people as fools! ~" The middle-aged woman said busily.

"Then Professor Fang you go ahead and be busy, I won't disturb you." The middle-aged woman left the office very consciously! ~

Fang Ziye is indeed a small physician, Zhongnan Hospital isn't a standout unit in Han City either, but the middle-aged woman understood.

The reason Fang Ziye is a small physician is because he is at Zhongnan Hospital, so he is merely an Associate Professor...

When Fang Ziye appears in another place, then he is not a small physician, but a Group Leader, a top-tier scarce resource.

Fang Ziye didn't deliberately show this point, but he himself has always understood this point.

This kind of self-awareness also made the middle-aged woman feel quite terrifying.

On the way rushing home on the return journey, Fang Ziye received a call from Chen Guangbai: "Ziye ah, your reply on WeChat was vague and confused, didn't you run into some thorny trouble?"

Fang Ziye laughed: "Doctor Chen, not at all, and I even got taught a lesson."

Fang Ziye then told the people and things he encountered today all over again.

Chen Guangbai heard this and sighed lightly: "There are still many smart people in this world, distributed across different industries."

"To be able to think of such a method that satisfies all sides in such a short time, they are also not an ordinary person."

"Compared to that, when my father previously had you come to the sanatorium, the idea was just purely simple and violent, and didn't think about resolving it tactfully."

Fang Ziye walked on the road, the streetlights bright, the cold wind bleak, tree leaves swaying, lamplight shadows flashing along with them.

"Boss Chen, the standpoint is different ah."

"When Dean Chen does things, how could he need to pay attention to this kind of small character?"

"But we can't ah." Fang Ziye said.

Last time, when Fang Ziye went from Zhongnan Hospital to Enshi Yangyuan, the violent methods adopted ultimately bounced out a series of problems.

Although they didn't affect Fang Ziye too much, reflecting on the past, they indeed brought not a small amount of trouble.

Although not to the point of making Fang Ziye completely break with the Health Commission related systems, but later if it weren't for Xie Shulan's family's layer of connection.

It fundamentally couldn't have recovered to the current situation! ~

"Moreover, at that time no one would guide me to walk out such a suitable path."

Chen Guangbai thought Fang Ziye was blaming Chen Song, so he explained: "Ziye, actually not all things have a perfect solution."

"Disputes are different, the aspects involved are different."

"That time involved too broad a scope."

Fang Ziye replied: "Doctor Chen, you misunderstood, I'm just sighing with emotion, looking back now, having no other thoughts at the time was actually the best mindset."

"Right, Doctor Chen, are you sure this time the sanatorium will attend the Hubei Province Medical Development Conference?"

"Is this Dean Li's idea or Dean Song's idea ah?"

Early New Year, the Hubei Province Medical Development Conference convened as expected, just that previously Fang Ziye fundamentally couldn't touch this level, so when it opened, when it ended, Fang Ziye didn't know at all.

But this year, as Zhongnan Hospital's Surgical System, he became one of the invitees.

Heard the conference's invitee circle wouldn't be very large, the whole province's medical system Traditional Chinese Medicine and Modern Medicine added up to only about a hundred people.

Orthopedics Department participants only three.

"Counting it up, it should be Dean Song! ~ Dean Song also has his own ideas, persuaded us."

"Although his ideas are not very consistent with my father's, each has its reason, my father's ideas are not necessarily all correct."

"Stride too big, still too empty."

"Reflecting on it, to a certain extent, my father's previous ideas were still too anxious." Chen Guangbai analyzed rather objectively.

"Ziye you're going too? That's perfect, we can eat together then."

Fang Ziye laughed: "Boss Chen, could it be that if I don't go to the meeting, there's no chance to eat together?"

Chen Guangbai didn't hide it either: "If Ziye you don't go to the meeting, the invitations are indeed already full."

"Full can still squeeze in ah, Ziye you wouldn't be this kind of jealous person right?"

"Just joking, Chen Shu." Fang Ziye changed his tone of address.

Previously Fang Ziye called Chen Guangbai Boss Chen, later changed to Doctor Chen, in private would call the other party Chen Shu.

"Since you already have a perfect solution, then I'll reply to the sanatorium."

"You are very important to our sanatorium, our sanatorium's development will rely on you, but we won't completely solidify Fang Ziye your route just because of our development direction."

"After all, everyone has their own ideas, as long as the journey has no special regrets, it can all be regardless of right or wrong."

"Which choice is pretty good." After Chen Guangbai entered the sanatorium, his mindset also became more open.

Sometimes ah, the journey is more important than the destination.

Benchmarking against Enshi Yangyuan's endpoint is certainly perfect, but how could directly meeting the standard be that easy?

Benchmarking against a world-class top-tier hospital like Mayo, Peking Union Medical College Hospital and others have worked at it for so many years, and hospitals worldwide have coveted it for a long time...

Up to now, not many hospitals can claim they can benchmark against Mayo.

"Chen Shu, then you go ahead and be busy, I have to go back for a video conference."

"Our several phases of clinical trials have ended one after another, and it should be the season for harvesting results one after another." Fang Ziye said with a laugh.

"Hmm, your paper, it should be reserved by CA-A Cancer Journal, right? The oncology circle, how many years has it been since there was such an important research advancement?" Chen Guangbai asked one more question.

He previously ran a company, so he still has some understanding of top-tier medical journals.

Cancer journal, belongs to the unique tier among medical journals, its impact factor is high to a ridiculous degree.

It's just a pity that currently CA has never published a clinical trial research original article.

If there is no accident, Fang Ziye should be able to fill this gap!

CA is regarded by the academic circle as a "divine journal", in the past mainly publishing cancer epidemiology reports and reviews. Its impact factor has currently reached 500+!

"It should be, currently in contact, but there are also other teams submitting, don't know how the editorial department will choose?"

"If it gets published then published, if not then submit elsewhere, doesn't matter." Fang Ziye views it very openly.

The current him doesn't place much importance on publishing in what journal anymore.

Mainly because he's published in JAMA and such so much, he just feels publishing in top journals is just that kind of thing.

Now, Nature even frequently commissions articles from Fang Ziye.

However, CA's impact factor is indeed unique in the medical circle, the super high impact factor also makes Fang Ziye feel he can rush for it.

However, just publishing an ordinary review would be meaningless, if he can publish a paper in the form of a clinical original article, breaking traditional routine, it would also count as achieving a clinical accomplishment Fang Ziye wanted to reach.

"Go for it! ~"

"Currently tumors are a worldwide research hotspot, medical research teams from all countries are researching tumors."

"Whether your orthopedics tumor trial breakthrough can surpass other disciplines, become more interesting, more breakthrough, depends on your data presentation."

Chen Guangbai continued: "These competitors are not just your orthopedics academicians, all internal medicine, surgery, ENT, etc., academicians from various countries domestic and foreign all want to get on it."

"Only by trying will we know."

"Chen Shu, don't provoke me either, I don't have that many ideas, but our team will definitely work hard, after all we've prepared for this for so long."

"Now that there's such a good opportunity, we should rush for it." Fang Ziye replied.

After Fang Ziye hung up the phone, he had only just walked to the bottom of the community building, then pressed the elevator button.

But unexpectedly, Fang Ziye's consultation phone rang.

Brows furrowing slightly, Fang Ziye turned sideways to avoid others: "Hello! ~"

"Hello, is this Professor Fang?" Tang Xiaoping's voice came from the phone.

"Yes, it's me, Professor Tang." Fang Ziye replied with a laugh.

"Professor Fang, sorry about this, really sorry to disturb you."

"I'm in the operating room right now, we received a massive retroperitoneal hematoma, currently can't handle it."

"Professor Fang, would you come over and help put out the fire?"

"This situation, I sent it to Professor Deng Haibo, he said to try to drag out time, he's rushing over."

"But now the hematoma is still progressively enlarging, I'm afraid we can't drag it out until he arrives." Tang Xiaoping's voice trembled lightly, somewhat losing composure.

"Okay, I'll come take a look! ~" Fang Ziye said.

"Thank you Professor Fang, this situation is really special. Otherwise definitely wouldn't dare disturb."

"Thanks for the hard work." Tang Xiaoping was very polite.

Fang Ziye checked the time, it was already 9:20 in the evening.

While quickly heading out, Fang Ziye sent a message in the group requesting leave for emergency surgery.

At the same time, he also privately messaged Nie Mingxian.

Nie Mingxian replied: "ok, waiting for good news, if it really is a very interesting hematoma, remember to take a photo! ~"

Fang Ziye scanned the electric scooter and rushed straight into the hospital.

Not that he's unwilling to drive, but driving isn't as fast as the electric scooter.

Fang Ziye rode directly to the operating room doorway, threw down his hat and forcibly locked the bike.

Although there's a moving fee, mainly it's for convenience.

When Fang Ziye appeared in the operating room and saw the so-called retroperitoneal hematoma, Fang Ziye was also startled.

This hematoma is really quite large! ~

"Has more than half the patient's blood gone in there?" Fang Ziye asked while putting on clothes, voice a bit dull.

"Professor Fang, the blood vessels are deformed and mutated, I've already clamped all the arteries I could explore, currently still progressively enlarging."

"The patient's circulating blood volume is decreasing, to save their life blood must be transfused, but in this situation, no one dares to easily make an incision..."

Looking at a hematoma at least the size of a honeydew melon, Tang Xiaoping's voice was trembling.

"Any preoperative examination results?" Fang Ziye asked after approaching.

This kind of hematoma, impossible to solve with interventional surgery, so impossible to enter the interventional operating room.

"No! ~"

"Sent straight into the operating room." Tang Xiaoping said.

Fang Ziye had already put on the sterile surgical gown, put on sterile gloves, and approached the operating table.

Because of the hematoma's protrusion, the people from other surgical departments didn't dare act rashly anymore!

This isn't a simple hematoma; a random poke could blow up the patient.

If the hematoma isn't dealt with, no matter how well other places are handled it's useless, and it's still a ticking bomb — no one dares touch it.

"This is frequent ascites in the retroperitoneum, causing the local fascia's tension capacity to become smaller, right?"

"A normal person's peritoneum, even if it produced a hematoma, wouldn't turn out like this."

"Tang Professor, have there been any speculations on the rough bleeding vessel?" Fang Ziye asked.

Tang Xiaoping shook his head: "The common vascular systems have all completed arterial hemostasis, yet the hematoma continues, so there's definitely a mutant vessel."

"That makes it a bit hard to find."

A patient's anatomical structure, if grown according to normal anatomical structure, then the lead surgeon can at least have traces to follow.

But if the anatomical structure acts willfully, where the aorta should be there's no aorta, and where the femoral vein should be grows a femoral artery.

Even the most amazing National TCM Doctor's divine hands arriving wouldn't help.

This requires considering adaptability.

"Has the unidirectional valve been tried?" Fang Ziye turned his head and asked.

"Tried it, effect not obvious."

"Should be the pressure difference isn't enough, so it can't form a blood-drawing effect." Tang Xiaoping had deeply studied the unidirectional valve technique for handling retroperitoneal hematoma, and understood the basic principles very clearly.

"That's not right? The basic principle of the unidirectional valve lies in the blood pressure inside the vessel being less than the hematoma blood pressure, forming a pressure difference."

"How could it be useless, unless it's this hematoma's outer membrane." Fang Ziye carefully probed the hematoma's swollen wall with his finger.

Discovered, this large a hematoma, at this moment, was still soft and weak.

Representing that it still hadn't formed tension, so there wasn't too much pressure.

Fang Ziye seeing this, his brows immediately furrowed tight: "How is this peritoneum's elasticity so poor?"

"But this poor is also a good thing, representing that the blood pressure inside isn't high!"

"Prepare a set of extracorporeal circulation, prepare autologous blood transfusion." Fang Ziye hurriedly instructed.

Tang Xiaoping hearing this, froze for a moment, his eyes changed greatly: "Fang Professor, you plan to directly drain the blood inside? This big?"

"The hematoma wall is still like this?"

"What if it bursts?"

"Afraid of what? It can't burst!" Fang Ziye was determined.

"If it had pressure enough to burst open, when your unidirectional valve lowered the intravascular blood pressure, the fluid inside would've long since come out along the tube."

"As long as there's a pressure difference, there will be fluid flow!"

"No pressure difference, representing the hydraulic pressure inside here is very low, under very low hydraulic pressure, what are you afraid of it exploding for?"

"The blood inside here, completely hasn't reached the point of being able to prop up the hematoma wall."

"But we can't open an opening in the vertical below, we must conduct the opening from above!"

"Just like a balloon filled with a small amount of water, before it's squeezed up, sucking water out from the opening is no problem." While Fang Ziye spoke, he had already started operating.

He used a hemostat to lift the vertical surface above the hematoma wall, then stretched it open, and said to Tang Xiaoping Professor: "Cut an opening!"

Tang Xiaoping looked at Fang Ziye with slight hesitation, didn't move.

"Tang Professor, you want to handle it like this, right?" Fang Ziye immediately questioned.

If you want to completely pass the buck, I'm leaving directly.

Hearing Fang Ziye's voice carry emotion, Tang Xiaoping bit the bullet, used his right hand holding the willow leaf knife to lightly cut an arc-shaped opening about 0.8cm.

Then, he immediately leaned his body back, making a dodging posture!

However, the exploding scene he imagined didn't appear; instead Fang Ziye's tsk-tsk marveling voice appeared: "Really interesting, this greater omentum formed a big balloon, the space inside here, can hold the whole person's blood!"

"The world truly is creation's wonder..."

"Is the autologous blood recovery device ready?" Fang Ziye calmly asked.

In the operating room, only Fang Ziye alone spoke, alone moved; the others, all just stared dumbfounded at Fang Ziye.

This professor truly lives up to the name!

Say cut and cut, say won't burst and it won't burst. (Chapter End)