Chapter 744

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

Seeing the surrounding assistants' movements freeze, Fang Ziye coughed once, and only then did Tang Xiaoping and the others resume their operation, though their gazes still scraped back and forth across Fang Ziye.

Liu Faming noticed Tang Xiaoping's complexion was slightly red with shame; after all, ever since Fang Ziye entered the operating room, he had not performed any particularly profound operation — upon taking the stage he merely glanced a few times and then began cutting.

It looked as if it did not require much technical content, but Liu Faming also did not feel this was because Tang Xiaoping was incompetent…

Even a surgeon's technique is not entirely embodied only in the operation.

Theory, cognition, diagnosis — all those powers lie entirely inside the brain; only the operation is visible to outsiders.

Cutting open the capsule from directly above the hematoma is not difficult; the difficulty is that Fang Ziye could judge in a short time that this capsule could be cut!

No suspense, no waves, no heart-stopping moments, and thus no mysterious operations either.

The subsequent steps, everyone could understand, so there were not many doubts left.

Once the autologous blood recovery circulation machine started running, Tang Xiaoping then livened up the operating table's atmosphere: "Professor Fang, if it had burst just now, what would we do?"

Fang Ziye had already completed the most critical "choice" and opening, and now having continuously switched positions to become an assistant, he said with a carefree mind: "Then shall we start dancing?"

"Didn't the movie plot show us the standard answer?"

Fang Ziye's generation as well as Liu Faming's generation all know the "Sauce-Explosion Divine Dance"; it is their youth.

Soon, Fang Ziye spoke again under everyone's gazes: "Just a joke; although physiology is separate from physics, it also will not jump outside the scope of physics."

"A liquid bursting open is actually just excessive hydraulic pressure difference; to form a hydraulic pressure difference, certain conditions are also required."

"If this hematoma's wall tension is too high, the internal liquid pressure too great, then it will form a hydraulic pressure difference with the arterial internal liquid pressure, and the unidirectional valve's rapid flow will let the hematoma's hematoma rapidly circulate through!"

"Without circulation, it proves the liquid pressure inside the hematoma is very small; plus, the wall tension is not high, there is not that high pressure, so why would you fear it bursting?"

"A balloon filled with water, round and bulging — you poke it with a needle and it will definitely burst; but if you don't tie the balloon up, it cannot burst…"

Fang Ziye's voice was steady.

The technique of handling hematoma with a unidirectional valve was first applied clinically by Fang Ziye; Fang Ziye naturally understands its basic operating principles with exceptional clarity.

But not everyone has a thorough grasp of the basic principles of the instruments they themselves use.

For example, many people now use computers to go online, but the basic principles of why computers can connect to the internet, why we can search information, how information can be sent out — there are plenty of people who don't understand them.

It's also not the case that all surgeons thoroughly understand the basic physiological principles of how suturing makes an incision heal, but that doesn't affect their ability to suture.

It's just that the depth of learning differs.

After another twenty minutes, when Professor Deng Haibo arrived at the operating room, he discovered he had made a wasted trip.

He looked a few times, found the crisis already resolved, then called Fang Ziye to step down and instructed: "Since I entered the operating room, it counts as me having been on stage."

Deng Haibo's words were not addressed to Liu Faming and Tang Xiaoping; they were actually said to Fang Ziye.

Although Fang Ziye is a Deputy Chief Physician and Associate Professor, after all he is currently not Vascular Surgery's registered practitioner; in an emergency he can take the stage to operate, which might make the process more proper, and Vascular Surgery wouldn't need to play anything risky.

Once Fang Ziye stepped down from the operating table, Deng Haibo personally "removed his gown and loosened his belt" for Fang Ziye, laughing: "Little Fang, I knew it — Tang Xiaoping called you, and I came over just to watch the excitement."

"You not coming to our Vascular Surgery is truly a lifetime's regret."

Fang Ziye understood Deng Haibo's meaning: "Does Professor Deng also follow the school's internet celebrity competition?"

"The crab is peeling my shell, the notebook is writing me. Myriad mes fall on maple leaves and snowflakes. And you are thinking of me."

Deng Haibo said: "Little Fang, don't speak so bluntly; that makes me lose face in front of subordinates."

"Right?" Deng Haibo turned his head toward the little anesthesiology girl and asked.

The little anesthesiology master's student Miao Miao was secretly staring at Fang Ziye right now, her heart's little deer crashing wildly, and she replied dazedly: "I wasn't peeking at Senior Sister's husband."

Fang Ziye froze in embarrassment.

Deng Haibo also froze in embarrassment.

Professor Liao Pei the Big Pockmark also froze.

This awkwardness was drawn out by Deng Haibo, so he had to resolve it: "Alright, I indeed have a talent for solving cases; this nearly cracked a major case."

The little anesthesiology master's student Miao Miao lowered her head with a shame-red face, her flower-patterned cap coiled like a flower similar to Professor Liao Pei's…

Fang Ziye and Deng Haibo only took responsibility for walking out of the operating room.

After the two left, Professor Liao Pei then shuffled over in rubber slippers to Miao Miao's side and asked in a low voice: "Do you like him?"

Miao Miao shook her head, whispered shyly: "Teacher, many Senior Sisters and Senior Brothers say Senior Sister Luo's husband is very handsome."

"Handsome and like are different things." Liao Pei said.

Miao Miao continued shaking her head, gaze pure: "This is Senior Sister's husband, cannot be liked."

How could Liao Pei not know his student's meaning; he sighed: "What a sin! ~"

Liao Pei did not immediately explain to his student that Fang Ziye must not be provoked; as Anesthesiology's "celebrity," Luo Tingzhu's strength is as famous as her "competitive spirit."

Ceng Quanming's doctoral student Huang Xiruo to this day still has her soul unwilling to leave; one part of the reason relates to Fang Ziye, another part relates to Luo Tingzhu.

At this moment Fang Ziye walked in from outside the operating room again and said to a Vascular Surgery little master's student: "Big Brother, add me as a friend, send me the surgery photos."

"You took photos, right?"

Fang Ziye is not old, only thirty-one, mindset very good, no dietary restrictions.

But his one "Big Brother" still made this Master's Year 2 student very nervous: "Teacher Fang, I took them. I'm called Pang Haichao."

This time, when Fang Ziye came in, Miao Miao didn't give him a single proper look.

…

"Professor Fang, why are you walking so fast?" Deng Haibo watched Fang Ziye walk rapidly back and forth, somewhat unable to catch up.

"Teacher Deng, I have to go back for a video group meeting; I already requested leave before."

"If you don't go back soon, you'll be kicked off the team." Fang Ziye explained.

Deng Haibo originally wanted to walk part of the way with Fang Ziye, but hearing him say this, he said, "Little Fang, you're already so accomplished at such a young age, why are you still so competitive?"

"It's almost eleven o'clock."

"It's only eleven, still early." Fang Ziye turned back and said with a smile.

Deng Haibo sighed deeply: "Indeed, the brilliance visible before people's eyes hides much unseen hardship behind their backs."

"Then I won't disturb you any longer."

"I originally wanted to have a good discussion with Little Fang about today's case."

"Teacher Deng, next time." Fang Ziye didn't put on airs either: "Today I really didn't schedule things well."

Fang Ziye's words were both gentle and explosive.

Today's schedule wasn't arranged well because your Vascular Surgery caused trouble; Fang Ziye's schedule has no Vascular Surgery emergencies.

"They all say you've learned bad habits from your teachers; I was still speaking well of you in the operating room. Next time I'll have to be an accomplice."

"You brat, you scold people without using a single dirty word!" Deng Haibo said with a wry smile.

Fang Ziye was changing clothes, and his motion of putting on his sweater paused slightly: "Teacher Deng, that's you over-interpreting."

"Given our relationship, wouldn't it be too blunt if I directly said I'm not free? I respect my seniors very much."

Deng Haibo's eyes widened: "Do you want to ask me whether I believe you or not?!"

"You definitely believe me." Fang Ziye laughed.

……

After Fang Ziye left the operating room, Deng Haibo didn't directly change clothes and leave the operating room, but instead walked back into the operating suite.

After asking Tang Xiaoping, Liu Faming, and the others very carefully about what Fang Ziye had said, he pondered: "It's also a strange thing; clearly Little Fang isn't from our Vascular Surgery."

"How come his understanding of our specialty's theory is so deep?"

"Could it be that Professor Li Yongjun has such great ability?"

Deng Haibo didn't instinctively think Fang Ziye was a freak, but thought of the man standing behind Fang Ziye.

Professor Li Yongjun suddenly bursting into Hubei Province's Vascular Surgery circle is someone all Vascular Surgery professors cannot help but take seriously.

It's not simply fear, but thinking about what form of interaction to have with him.

Should Zhongnan Hospital simply learn, or find opportunities to cooperate, how to get to know such a heavyweight figure.

After Li Yongjun came to Hubei Province, he didn't keep a low profile and grind along; not long after arriving in Hubei, he actively held an academic report.

This was not merely announcing his arrival to Hubei's Vascular Surgery, but demonstrating to all domestic peers that Li Yongjun has always been here.

However, facing such an announcement, whether Deng Haibo should bring Zhongnan Hospital's Vascular Surgery to take a stand is a rather conflicted choice.

……

After Fang Ziye returned, he directly cut into the group meeting's video conference, without causing any excessive reaction from anyone.

Jie Han, who was reporting, only paused for a few moments, then continued reporting data results.

Fang Ziye looked at the unread messages on his mobile phone.

Deng Yong, Gong Jiahe, Yuan Weihong, and several others each replied to the content Fang Ziye had reported back earlier.

Deng Yong: "That 'girl' who gave you advice definitely has a not-low position in the system, at least her cognition is extraordinary."

"The two words 'tactful' and 'accommodating' can be said to have been read through by her."

"Such a choice is optimal. Extremely beneficial to all parties."

"I only mentioned this matter to Duan Hong, and he called me, currently discussing some detailed content."

Deng Yong's message, read but no reply needed.

But Fang Ziye still politely replied with a smiley: "Master, as long as you think it's fine."

Yuan Weihong: "This matter looks like a win-win for all sides, but could also evolve into a situation of public opinion being formidable."

"This kind of thing, if known by most people, might."

Yuan Weihong typed halfway and sent it, then corrected himself: "But no direct evidence can be found to frame you, after all the matter of selecting patients wasn't operated by you and our hospital."

"Fine then, incidentally you can harvest a wave of fame, solidify your identity as the Creator, and there's also a considerable income! ~"

"Ziye, are the things you had me do really useful?"

"Why do I increasingly feel this kind of thing is unreliable? I've already dissected over twenty pigs! ~"

Fang Ziye read it, smiled and replied: "Master, it'll definitely work, don't be anxious."

"If basic skills were that easy to improve, then Professor Duan Hong and them wouldn't be valuable."

Yuan Weihong replied instantly: "I always feel you're messing with me."

Fang Ziye had previously told Yuan Weihong to let Yuan Weihong suffer for a while, which was to suggest Yuan Weihong go to the "slaughterhouse" to moonlight, doing whole pig fat-lean separation, getting spare ribs, bones, fascia, nerves, blood vessels, etc. all cleaned out one by one, to hone his basic skills.

"Master, why would I mess with you?" Fang Ziye asked back.

Yuan Weihong fell silent, and for a long time didn't reply, so Fang Ziye then jumped to Gong Jiahe's chat page.

Gong Jiahe said: "Little Fang, remember! ~ There's a trap in this kind of thing, that is some units might coerce you with leverage."

"That is some hospitals publicize everywhere first, then invite you; if you're unwilling to go, it's acting like a big shot."

"Especially some private hospitals."

"You must prepare contingency plans in advance for this kind of thing appearing, and moreover, many private hospitals' methods of recruiting people exceed your imagination; with your experience, you may not be able to control it."

Fang Ziye read it, pondered for a while, and asked: "Can ordinary private hospitals serve as teaching units? They don't have teaching surgery qualifications, right?"

"Just afraid of being schemed by them. Many things, once entangled, are not easy to get out of."

"Your current fame, I estimate has long been targeted by these hospitals!"

"And one undeniable thing is, private hospitals or private hospitals' service attitude, service environment, etc., far exceed our public hospitals."

"I've said this much, you should understand my meaning, right?"

"What if someone sets you up, and you don't react in advance? Then you're done for."

Professor Gong Jiahe's thinking and perspective were indeed different from ordinary people.

Fang Ziye saw more of the benefits, but Professor Gong Jiahe noticed risk avoidance: "Please, Teacher Gong, don't hesitate to bestow your teaching."

"What bestowal? Hurry up and change your main practice location to Enshi Yangyuan; Zhongnan Hospital is your registered practice point."

"That way, if you practice anywhere else, you need the sanatorium's approval."

"A famous hospital cannot break through this layer of defense."

"If you can't even figure out medical registration, then you can stand in an invincible position," Professor Gong Jiahe explained.

"Oh, okay, thank you, Teacher Gong."

"Indeed, a home with an elder is like having a treasure. I knew Teacher Gong loves me," Fang Ziye replied.

Professor Gong Jiahe: "Do you want me to love you a bit more?"

"For example, you come here to mix around as an in-service postdoctoral researcher or something."

Fang Ziye: "That seems unnecessary, doesn't it? Professor Gong."

Professor Gong Jiahe: "Look, when you need someone, you call me Teacher Gong; when you don't, you call me Professor Gong."

"Group Leader Fang, you're being too obviously opportunistic," Professor Gong Jiahe began to PUA Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye: "Then I'll enroll; Teacher Gong, prepare a research project that matches me."

Professor Gong Jiahe: "…"

"Get lost! ~"

"As you command," Fang Ziye added playfully.

After that, Fang Ziye sent a message to Director Lan Juan of the Medical Affairs Department of the sanatorium to explain, then didn't wait for any reply, directly put his phone on the tabletop, and began to quietly listen to others' data reports.

…

The next day, 7:20.

Fang Ziye had arrived at the department door, planning to meet his Hot Dry Noodles and eat them all, when Tang Xiaoping, Zhan Zhongyuan, and Wang Qiang were actually standing at the door again.

At the same time, several people in casual clothes were standing at the hospital area door.

Seeing Zhan Zhongyuan, Fang Ziye instinctively felt a bit of testicular pain.

Before he could speak, Tang Xiaoping introduced: "Xie Shu, this is Professor Fang; you survived this time, and it can be said to be entirely thanks to Professor Fang turning the tide."

"Otherwise, that kind of dangerous situation would be very hard to get through."

Tang Xiaoping should have already mentioned Fang Ziye to the patient and family members; at this moment, a pair of middle-aged men by the patient's side walked up to Fang Ziye one after another, almost kneeling down.

Fang Ziye supported both middle-aged men with his two hands: "Big Brother, Big Brother, this can't be done."

"A man's knees hold gold."

Fang Ziye used his own strength to barely prop up the two men.

The older middle-aged man dressed simply, like a construction site worker, with some cement mud still on his pant hems; his younger son's attire was more formal.

Both were in their forties.

After being supported by Fang Ziye, the older one finally couldn't help but cry out: "Professor Fang, you don't know, I'm truly useless! ~"

"I'm this old, and I still need my dad to bring me meals at the construction site."

"My second son, he and my mom haven't really managed him."

"My leg isn't very convenient... if it weren't for my parents supporting me, I couldn't even hold up my own home."

"I'm sorry to my dad... if he really..."

The middle-aged man squatted down here and began to sob.

Once middle-aged, one's future is set.

No one doesn't hope to achieve fame and success, be wealthy in one region, protect their children's healthy growth below, and support their parents' peaceful old age above.

"Brother, get up," the man's younger brother pulled him.

Big Brother wasn't here to act like a hooligan; he stood up trembling, his eyes red: "Second Brother, I didn't do it on purpose, I truly had no other way! ~"

"My income is just like that; if your sister-in-law didn't go out to work, our family couldn't make ends meet."

"I shouldn't have had a young child."

"Mom and Dad couldn't help you raise the child... I'm sorry to you both."

The younger brother should have read some books; he patted Big Brother's shoulder and said softly: "We're here to thank Professor Fang; why are you telling him all this?"

"Our family matters, we'll talk about them when we get home."

"Professor Fang, I represent my whole family in thanking you for your kindness. Of course, I also thank Professor Tang and Doctor Liu."

"I also asked many friends; they all said that for my dad's situation to survive is a miracle."

"My brother is just doing worse in life and is more honest; he just dumped all his negative energy at once, hoping it won't affect your mood, Professor Fang."

No matter how much worse his own brother was doing, it had nothing to do with Fang Ziye.

And what he could do was limited; what could he do? Besides not letting his parents worry about him, he couldn't directly support Big Brother's whole family.

Adults each have their own difficulties; everyone faces different pressures in method, type, and nature. He knew Fang Ziye also faced various pressures, just possibly not from financial matters.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "No, no! ~"

"Are your father and mother recovering well? How are their spirits?" Fang Ziye asked two more questions.

"They're both fine for now! ~"

"Thank you, Professor Fang, for your concern. We actually wanted to come thank you in person long ago, but first we were afraid of disturbing you, Professor Fang, and second, I myself find it hard to spare time from work."

"Third, we didn't know how to wait for you, Professor Fang. My brother and I came twice, but you, Professor Fang, were in the operating room and outpatient clinic."

"So we asked Professor Tang and Doctor Liu to bring us to find you, Professor Fang, just wanting to thank you in person."

Big Brother still wanted to say something, but the younger brother was afraid he'd say something he shouldn't, so he bumped him to stop him from continuing to pour out his bitterness.

Fang Ziye was actually quite happy inside, after all, his own skills had truly kept their father alive: "As long as your father's condition is fine now."

"I've been busier these past few days, making you run errands more."

"I've felt your gratitude, and I'm very glad I could help you."

"But it's also peak work hours now, so if there's nothing else, we'll each go back to our own work; the old man downstairs also needs someone to look after him…"

"Professor Fang, then you're busy, we'll head back first."

The second brother cupped his hands and said: "This visit was rather hasty, we brought nothing, but at least we've gotten our foot in the door; next time we come to see Professor Fang, I'll bring you some local specialties from home."

After the two brothers left, Tang Xiaoping said: "Professor Fang, those two brothers ran back and forth several times and came up empty before we brought them here."

"It wasn't intentional to wait for you here, Professor Fang."

Tang Xiaoping and the others indeed hadn't intentionally brought people to find him; it was just that three came at once, and even Sima Zhao wasn't as obvious as they were.

Fang Ziye sighed softly: "Professor Tang, actually I should be thanking you for your kindness; what virtue or ability do I, Fang Ziye, possess?"

"It's just that, I estimate I still can't accept your proposal."

"I hope you won't put in any more effort."

Big Brother, you really can't do it; your accumulation is too weak. If it were a few years ago, I estimate I could still cooperate on some projects with you.

Now you come to me, isn't it just to have me bring along a few more burdens?

Tang Xiaoping heard this and hurriedly shook his head: "Professor Fang, you misunderstand; we didn't come today to talk about the previous matter."

"It's just that yesterday, after Professor Deng came and learned what we had done, he repeatedly instructed us that we must come again to apologize to you, Professor Fang."

"I feel Professor Deng's words are very true: one's own accumulation is not enough, wanting to cooperate with others is just clinging to power, it's overreaching."

"We should reflect deeply on why you are unwilling to cooperate with us, why you don't come to us actively to cooperate."

"These words may sound a bit stiff, but this is also our truest mood, and I hope the previous unpleasantness won't disturb your mood, Professor Fang."

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Professor Tang, you're overthinking it; if your previous matter had disturbed my mood, I would have hung up your phone directly yesterday."

"Professor Tang, you don't need to keep staring at just me, either; if you really have this kind of thought, read more articles—read my articles, or other people's articles……"

Fang Ziye felt he had already hinted clearly enough.

Unexpectedly, Tang Xiaoping understood immediately: "Professor Fang, you're an easygoing person, willing to give guidance! It's just that we didn't understand clearly enough."

"Professor Fang, rest assured, we already know what to do."

"If it's convenient for you, Professor Fang, we still hope you can put in a good word for Director Nie at the right time……"

Fang Ziye pursed his lips: "That still requires you to negotiate it yourselves; Director Nie Mingxian currently does have some clinical projects."

"But exactly where to place them isn't something I can decide; I have a cooperative relationship with him, we're friends, not superior and subordinate."

Tang Xiaoping and the others coming to find Fang Ziye to speak frankly about cooperation was purely delusional; even if they wanted to be users of Fang Ziye's sub-projects, they couldn't even get in line.

Fang Ziye's fellow trainees, his martial uncles, and some friends; worst case, the Provincial People's Hospital still has Yuan Weihong's friend, Fang Ziye's martial uncle.

However, Nie Mingxian's team in Hubei Province doesn't have enough accumulation yet; some of his sub-projects can be delegated.

"Thank you, Professor Fang." Tang Xiaoping and the others left.

……

Going upstairs, Zhan Zhongyuan asked in a low voice: "Invention Brother, don't you think this Fang Ziye's shelf is a bit too big?"

Tang Xiaoping heard this and snorted coldly: "Zhan Zhongyuan, what do you mean by shelf? Do you have the qualification to talk to the other party as an equal? You just say the other party's shelf is big?"

"If you were negotiating cooperation with Liu Faming, and Liu Faming treated you like Fang Ziye does, that would be putting on airs."

"You go negotiate cooperation with Professor Deng Haibo; see how Director Deng treats you? Why don't you say Director Deng is putting on airs?"

"This world is very realistic. What are you, Zhan Zhongyuan, anyway?"

Zhan Zhongyuan said: "Director Tang, then Wang Qiang's relationship with Fang Ziye is considered pretty good, right?"

Tang Xiaoping squeezed his eyebrows and said: "Why does Wang Qiang deserve to have a good relationship with Fang Ziye?"

"Brothers?"

"Is Wang Qiang Fang Ziye's classmate? Are they fellow trainees who grew up together? Are they good friends in the same department?"

"Or can Wang Qiang's own accumulation compare to Fang Ziye's?"

"To put it bluntly, although Wang Qiang's father manages the Animal Experiment Center, how much research output can he have?"

"Saying a few words, being polite a few times counts as a good relationship?"

"Don't be so naive, okay? Be realistic; to put it unpleasantly, in front of Fang Ziye now you're not even worth a fart."

"He's too lazy to lift a finger to crush you; you talk to others about cooperation, and you say the other party's shelf is big?"

"Besides, if you, Zhan Zhongyuan, at your current age could have Professor Deng Haibo's accumulation, maybe Fang Ziye would take the initiative to find you to cooperate."

Zhan Zhongyuan was silent for a while, then said: "Wasn't he, Fang Ziye, not growing up from nothing either?"

"Having suffered himself, he's unwilling to give others opportunities?"

"It's not asking him to give things, just to cooperate on projects together."

Tang Xiaoping was stunned: "Zhan Zhongyuan, how did I not discover you're such a weirdo?"

"No, aren't you older than Fang Ziye? Why didn't you go to Trauma Surgery to lend him a hand a few years earlier?"

"Why didn't you go?"

"Don't you still not know who Fang Ziye is?"

"The existence of the former Fang Ziye in your worldview is your existence in the current Professor Fang Ziye's worldview."

"Holy crap, stay away from me from now on, damn it, don't get me killed." Tang Xiaoping warned.

Liu Faming heard this and hurriedly explained: "Brother Ping, Brother Ping. Calm down."

"Zhan Zhongyuan is just like this; if he didn't think you could be trusted, how could he possibly say these things to your face?"

"The difference is we just thought this, he said out loud what we thought, he's not that kind of person."

Tang Xiaoping didn't really think Zhan Zhongyuan was an absolute weirdo, he just felt uncomfortable inside.

What kind of person is Zhan Zhongyuan? If he were truly that bad, Gu Junfeng of Gastrointestinal Surgery wouldn't have brought him along to the New Campus to serve as Chief Resident — that would be Gu Junfeng asking for trouble himself.

"That's life for you~" Tang Xiaoping didn't reply, just sighed deeply.

"Life is like climbing stairs; we mostly look ahead, rarely look back."

"Unless we can't climb anymore, and during a rest we look back at those climbing up, only then do we have the mind to pause and pull up a few people we find pleasing."

"Before Fang Ziye cooperated with Professor Deng Haibo, he had already made his own connections within the Specialty — that is his foundation."

"No one can learn to run before standing firm, and no one can run outside the circle before standing firm inside it."

Tang Xiaoping shook his head: "Opportunity also vanishes in a flash; when we encounter it we must seize it, even if the behavior seems a bit base."

"But as long as our table manners aren't ugly, our conduct is upright enough. Then we have a clear conscience."

"Remember, you all have no face right now — what face do you want?" Tang Xiaoping patted his own cheek.

Liu Faming and Zhan Zhongyuan both looked somewhat displeased.

Especially Liu Faming; his mood was even more complex. He was in the same Chief Resident cohort as Fang Ziye, yet the height Fang Ziye has now reached and his own position form a massive chasm.

This Hong Gou — without a special stroke of fortune — may never be crossed.

……

"Master, didn't you say you arrived long ago? I'm just meddling for you." Hu Qingyuan looked at the Hot Dry Noodles in Fang Ziye's bowl, which had gotten a bit dry, and said.

Fang Ziye was very satisfied that Hu Qingyuan had deeply inherited the Master's School teachings, and nodded: "Ran into a few acquaintances at the Doorway, got delayed a bit."

"Where are Feng Junfeng and Tian Yao?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Senior Brother and the others went to the Office to check test results." Hu Qingyuan replied.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye looked at the slightly dazed-and-cute Hu Qingyuan and said: "You'd better not put too much pressure on them; rein it in a bit during Ward Rounds."

Medicine is a discipline that places certain demands on memory; Hu Qingyuan's photographic memory makes everyone envious, jealous, and hateful — including Fang Ziye.

Currently, in the entire Orthopedics Department, not a single person — Fang Ziye has never heard of anyone who can truly have a photographic memory.

Except Hu Qingyuan.

Hu Qingyuan's tone was calm: "Master, knowledge remembered is picked up, knowledge used is put out; pressure is mutual too."

"If you make me answer questions, I can't easily translate them into my own words."

"How many days have you been in Clinical?" Fang Ziye said.

Hu Qingyuan only officially entered Clinical in January; before that he just "interned" with Fang Ziye for a while.

Hu Qingyuan didn't reply further.

Instead Fang Ziye suddenly thought of a question: "Hu Qingyuan, weren't you guaranteed admission to Huashan Hospital? How come you suddenly thought of staying at the Hospital?"

"Master, during my internship I just felt you were the most interesting."

"When I interned in other departments, the teaching teachers were just Chief Residents and Attendings; they didn't even recite the textbooks completely." Hu Qingyuan spoke very bluntly.

"But Master, your theory back then already exceeded the textbook scope."

"Later I felt more and more that I had chosen the right teacher."

Fang Ziye gladly accepted this answer: "I also feel I chose the right student."

"Your Incision Technique has improved, right? Today Master will cover for you — you make the incision on one case." Fang Ziye waved his hand grandly.

Hearing this, Hu Qingyuan's eyelids fluttered a few times, and he hurriedly started clearing the bowls.

……

After the normal Handover ended, Lan Tianluo stepped out from the crowd, hands behind his back: "Yesterday, our Group's Bed 9, and Bed 23, Bed 49, Bed 51 — all had dosage errors in Medical Orders."

"How can you still be this negligent?"

"Is it because you have too many beds under your charge and can't keep up?"

"Medical Orders are very important; after you write them, especially Postoperative Orders, you must verify the dosage?!"

"The Bed Management doctors for these beds pay attention — I won't call names individually." Lan Tianluo had a strictly business attitude.

Hearing this, Brother Su lowered his head.

Because Bed 8 was his assigned bed; although Fang Ziye said not to let him manage a bed, he still actively asked for one to do something, to show fairness.

It's just that Su Xiao had been away from the Clinical frontline for too long, and different Companies' Drug dosages differ, so he prescribed the wrong dosage.

After Handover ended, Su Xiao actively apologized: "Ziye, sorry, next time I'll definitely pay attention."

Fang Ziye said: "It's fine, Brother Xiao. If Medical Orders aren't written well, the Chief Resident bears primary responsibility; this clearly shows the orientation training wasn't done properly."

"Lan Tianluo, don't make that face — did you give Su Xiao and Shaoqing Senior Brother orientation training?"

"No, right? You're still not meticulous enough."

"Although Shaoqing Senior Brother is also from our Hospital, when he was in our Department the Disease Types were very different from the current Ward's Disease Types; the Drug types and dosages used were also different."

"If you don't explain clearly, how can they manage?" Fang Ziye was scolding Lan Tianluo, yet not exactly scolding.

Just teaching him a principle: the Chief Resident must do the Chief Resident's job well; no matter who comes into the Department, as long as they manage beds.

Even if it's Teacher Deng, you still have to do the training properly.

Fang Ziye hasn't managed beds for a long time now; he's not too clear on the usage dosages of some new Centralized Procurement Drugs either.

"Yes~" Lan Tianluo lowered his head and admitted fault.

Su Xiao actively said: "Ziye, why criticize Tianluo? This is my fault; you can't not confront me and only pick on people you can bully."

"Pointing at the mulberry to curse the locust is meaningless."

"Come at me." Su Xiao wanted to use his own experience to win over Lan Tianluo.

Lan Tianluo shot Su Xiao a sideways glance: "Teacher Su Xiao, if next time you're still not familiar with these Medical Orders and the Medical Record System, then don't manage beds! ~"

Su Xiao's face cycled between pale and white; he never expected Fang Ziye to really come at him with a knife drawn.

Li Nuo hurriedly interrupted: "Let's go, let's go, Ward Rounds now, still three Surgeries after Ward Rounds."

……

In the operating room, the spotlight focused on the patient's surgical field.

The dark yellow waterproof film merged with the yellow of the skin disinfected with iodophor, and Fang Ziye took the initiative to use forceps to make the arc marking for the incision for Hu Qingyuan.

Hu Qingyuan held the scalpel, using the thumb and index finger of his left hand to stretch the skin taut, then made the incision very standardly.

Vertical entry, diagonal travel, vertical exit, the operation was proficient and done in one go.

After making the first cut, Hu Qingyuan put down the surgical knife in his hand and stepped aside.

Li Nuo, Su Xiao, and others crowded into his previous position, offering neither praise nor guidance, and naturally no criticism either.

It was too by-the-book and orderly, so no one knew quite what to say.

Fang Ziye was not polite; after taking the big knife, he began to operate.

"When learning the incision technique, you must understand the purpose of the rules!"

"Our skin is ultimately meant to be sutured, the sutured skin is meant to be shown to the patient and family members, and the skin is ultimately meant to be brought together!"

"Therefore, when cutting the surface layer of the skin, besides considering length and depth, we must also consider aesthetics, so when entering the blade we need vertical entry and vertical exit, to avoid cutting through incompletely! ~"

"Tugging only appears during suturing."

"But when cutting internally for exposure, there are not so many fixed routines."

"Without routines, learning becomes even more difficult."

"In our Orthopedics Department, we generally do not recommend directly cutting the muscle layer, except for a small number of special surgeries, such as joint replacement surgery."

"So, when exposing the incision, the methods we need to use are these: one is blunt dissection, one is sharp dissection, such as the current fascia layer……"

Just as everyone thought Fang Ziye was giving Hu Qingyuan a private tutoring session of feeding, Lan Tianluo, standing by the operating table, thought for a moment and asked:

"Senior Brother, if it is the intramuscular fascia layer, how should it be handled?"

Lan Tianluo's question instantly made Su Xiao and the others panic for a moment, wondering in their hearts, what does this mean?

Could it be that there is hidden meaning in Fang Ziye's words?

Why had I not considered this question myself.

"What do you think?" Fang Ziye answered with a counter-question.

"Just cut it directly?" Lan Tianluo was not quite sure.

Fang Ziye nodded: "The intramuscular fascia layer, most of the anatomical structures that appear are relatively special; they are mostly muscle septa."

"If in emergency trauma, we encounter an exposed intramuscular fascia layer, if it is for preparatory work for functional reconstruction surgery, we had best suture it together."

"If it is elective surgery, then do not touch it! ~"

"If during the surgical process, we absolutely must penetrate it, then we dissect it from the edge to facilitate suturing……"

Fang Ziye guided with effortless mastery.

Lan Tianluo's level had already reached meticulous detail; at this time, every small step of operation should best consider the overall surgical situation, not just bring the purpose.

And the realm Hu Qingyuan was in was merely novice effortless mastery, deliberate action, so he did not need to consider so much, so he could only do surface exposure and temporarily could not go deep into the whole process. (Chapter End)