Chapter 752: Medical Academic Genius Chapter 749: Birds Die for Wealth!

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

Li Yongjun instinctively patted Fang Ziye as a reminder, afraid Fang Ziye might step on a landmine, but Li Yongjun soon realized Fang Ziye had been to even bigger occasions, and upon seeing the faint smile on Fang Ziye's face, he made no further small movements.

Fang Ziye sat upright with proper posture, bowed slightly, his voice calm and low: "Leaders, and all the teachers, although 'throwing a brick to attract jade' is quite suitable for a junior like me."

"It's just that I am personally confined by my limited experience, incapable of knowing beyond my cognition; I am very grateful for the opportunity the leaders have given, but unfortunately my belly holds no substance, it would be hard even to talk big, so I dare not show off my meager skills before experts and embarrass myself, let alone waste the leaders' and teachers' time."

Fang Ziye wasn't even clear on the main theme of today's surgical conference, so naturally he wouldn't speak recklessly.

Every province's medical development conference has its own focus, and this focus should be set by the industry's leading figures based on the development trajectory of previous years.

There wasn't much wrong with Fang Ziye's words; it was indeed his first time attending this kind of conference.

Fang Ziye's words let quite a few people breathe a sigh of relief, as if many were worried that Fang Ziye's "early achievement" might mean "youthful arrogance," and he might accidentally say something he shouldn't, dragging the atmosphere into a situation unfavorable to the surgical system.

On certain specific occasions, it's better not to speak than to speak recklessly.

This wasn't a private discussion among a few people; the conference wouldn't be shelved because of Fang Ziye's refusal. The presiding leader glanced at Fang Ziye a few more times, then handed the topic over to the current director of the Hubei Province Surgical Academic Committee.

Among the surgical system personnel attending this conference, besides the orthopedics system people Fang Ziye was familiar with, Dean Wang Xinghuan of Zhongnan Hospital, Vice President Yuan Yufeng, and others were also present; it was really not suitable for Fang Ziye to talk big.

After going back and forth, aside from the Health Commission's grasp of the "general direction," the actual detailed development suggestions still circled back to Professor Chen Xiaoping.

This time, Chen Xiaoping did not refuse; after taking the floor, he stated directly: "Relying on the support of generations of predecessors in our Hubei Province, our province's surgical level has always ranked among the top nationwide!"

"In more colloquial terms, that means whatever operations other places can do, we can also perform. Whatever surgeries others can do, we can also do."

"But at present, speaking only of surgery, we are merely basically in the leading group, yet cannot claim the very top; we are just in that handful of leading teams, but still not the leader."

"This is a problem worth deep reflection."

"Our Hubei Province's medical vertical structure, compared to Jingdu, Modu, Yangcheng, and Rongcheng, has no major difference."

"Setting aside Yangcheng and Rongcheng, our Hubei Province's development speed is still relatively slower; what is the problem here?"

"Ultimately, it comes down to insufficient innovation effort."

"I like to speak the truth: it's not that there is none, but that it's not enough!" Chen Xiaoping finished and scanned the room.

"Actually, our foundation is already very solid. Whether it's talent reserves, infrastructure, etc., in principle none of it is weaker than Jingdu and Modu..."

Chen Xiaoping first analyzed the structure and Hubei Province's current position.

Speaking only of Eastern Han's medical level, Hubei Province's medicine cannot be completely ignored. But when it comes to comprehensive level and influence, at present Peking Union Medical College Hospital in Jingdu has already reached a more transcendent tier.

Professor Chen Xiaoping is from Tongji Hospital; he has already led hepatobiliary surgery to the national forefront, and he himself is one of the academicians of hepatobiliary surgery.

"Compared to geographical advantage and hard infrastructure, talent is undoubtedly the most important."

"Everyone also knows that currently, although I inherited my mentor's mantle and took over such a thick foundation of Tongji Hospital."

"Compared to my senior brother, I still fall slightly short."

"This isn't my false modesty, nor is it the outside world's simple commentary; this is also a fact."

"Senior Brother Wu, a divine man." Chen Xiaoping raised his right hand, giving a thumbs-up.

Academician Chen Xiaoping's words also brought Fang Ziye and the others into the passionate years of Eastern Han surgery's peak development.

Academician Chen Xiaoping's mentor Qiu Fazu was the Father of Chinese Surgery.

Old Academician Wu Mengchao was Old Academician Qiu Fazu's student, only eight years younger than Qiu Fazu, and is Chen Xiaoping's senior brother.

But to clarify one point: Old Academician Wu Mengchao's subsequent workplace was the Shanghai Eastern Hepatobiliary Surgery Hospital.

Old Academician Wu Mengchao retired many years ago and passed away nearly four years ago; to this day, his workplace remains a milestone of Eastern Han hepatobiliary surgery.

Chen Xiaoping said: "For me personally, wanting to lead a team to surpass my senior brother's institution is not about putting my senior brother down, but merely to fulfill the dream of benign competition."

"Only development brings progress; only originality and research can stay evergreen."

When Chen Xiaoping spoke here, he no longer continued to talk big: "Surgical development has now passed the simple stage of subspecialty refinement and disease-specific research."

"Basic anatomy, standard procedures — predecessors have already paved the roads with their heart and blood."

"But the remaining road should not just be stir-frying leftover rice."

"Don't always immerse yourselves in your familiar comfort zones, fighting and snatching, endlessly contending for fractions within the same old one mu three Minute of land."

"We must still set our sights further ahead——"

"With the continuous development of diagnostic and testing technology, our current clinical practice will face all kinds of unfamiliar disease types, new disease types; more refined diagnosis will inevitably require us to transform unfamiliar disease types into familiar ones."

"Always relying on those leftovers from predecessors will lead to a return to poverty!"

"So, to subdivide further, the current main development directions are these: first, new diagnostic methods; second, application of new instruments in clinical practice; third, new auxiliary instruments; fourth, standardized treatment plans for new disease types."

"What I mean is not just our hepatobiliary surgery; any surgery, any sub-specialty's front line should be like this."

"At present, only technology can bring transformation; only new instrument momentum can break the existing deadlock."

"I feel that the expert professors present here still have the strength to support these plates."

"Don't stick to convention; sometimes when conditions, technology, etc. are all mature, be a little bolder."

"Here, borrowing a phrase from Old Wu: what is personal face worth? What does it matter if you fail a few times?"

"Even if scolded by current patients and family members, even if called a quack, so what?"

"Which surgeon's growth has been smooth sailing?"

"Moreover, from a longer-term perspective, without patients and surgeons' trial and error, there would be no new treatment plans."

"Failure is the inevitable path to success! ~"

"Patients willing to gamble with us in their suffering, we should not cherish reputation; what use is that fame anyway?!"

Chen Xiaoping naturally knocked on the tabletop again: "Of course, we cannot innovate for innovation's sake, break through for breakthrough's sake, and for the sake of innovation and research treat patients as not human, merely as materials."

"We still need to do a good job of public opinion assessment in advance. That is risk assessment."

"A soldier who doesn't want to be a general isn't a good soldier."

"Do we really just want to eat other people's leftovers, forever bowing and scraping in our own little plot of land for a lifetime?"

Old Professor Chen Xiaoping's words had a certain incitement to them; the reasoning was certainly valid.

However, none of the people present were children, let alone impulsive adolescents.

Similar words are spoken not only in Hubei Province, but also in Jingdu, Magic Capital, and places with some medical foundation like Rongcheng, Sha City, Yangcheng, Hangzhou — all say the same.

Those able to enter today's meeting have completely escaped the most basic struggle for subsistence.

So-called well-fed and warm-clothed thoughts turn to lust; desire grows ever stronger.

But reality is: the stronger your desire, the more you feel class solidification.

Therefore, after Chen Xiaoping finished speaking for nearly a minute, not a single person picked up his thread.

The atmosphere went cold for a moment.

Everyone knows the benefits; it's just the difficulty — nothing short of climbing to heaven.

To recreate a peak — if it were that easy, with Eastern Han's population base, every person could recreate a peak; the solar system couldn't contain Eastern Han by now.

Eastern Han and the whole world are full of talent; the further forward you go, the more you discover that some geniuses appear only to set off other geniuses as "even more genius"!

"Yu and Liang born in the same era" — not just a legend from stories.

Seeing the cold scene, the "Leader" presiding over the meeting said: "Other professors may also speak freely; this is a meeting, a discussion, not a military order."

Although Wang Xinghuan is Dean of Zhongnan Hospital, a Distinguished Youth, a Changjiang Scholar, he is still the junior generation facing Surgical System bigwig Old Professor Chen Xiaoping.

Being the junior, he couldn't let his own field's senior predecessor's words fall too flat; he said in a low voice with a smile: "Teacher Chen, development and research are certainly good, but the difficulty is also great."

"First is fierce competition; same direction, wave after wave of pursuers; ninety-nine percent of people sink into the mud, unable to extricate themselves."

"Second is a rugged road; some roads simply cannot be traversed; even if you think of a good idea, you cannot put it into reality."

"Third is challenges fraught with difficulties, plus the current medical environment."

"Also quite different from decades ago." Wang Xinghuan very properly pointed out several reasons everyone was unwilling to rush into.

The already silent crowd fell instantly silent.

If the first two could still be overcome with effort, the third is truly a shackle, rendering everyone unable to move.

Never mind the risks of performing new disease-type surgeries; even routine surgeries with medicine's inherent accidents get posted online now with developed self-media.

"Professor Wang speaks correctly; where does medicine have so much certainty? Medicine, from beginning to end, is mostly uncertainty."

"Current doctor-patient relations — once established, it's as if they bought insurance; even if postoperative results aren't that good, it's whistleblowing, mass disturbances, lawsuits..."

"Even more so, directly posted online."

"Even if because outpatient patients are too many, occasionally the attitude isn't good enough, they get complained about." Another professor added.

Someone also said: "Innovation is certainly necessary, but medical innovation faces patients as its raw material — human beings."

"Naturally one can only proceed step by step; only with extremely high confidence does one dare take the first step carefully."

"The current objective environment is: we'd rather do twenty years of basic research than lightly bring basic research results into clinical practice."

"Cells won't blame you... so even if progress is a bit slower... at least one can preserve oneself."

Hubei Province's medical foundation level is very high; therefore, Hubei professors' average quality, cognition, accumulation are also relatively outstanding.

Among those seated, which one doesn't have many papers, some small-direction innovations?

But can you easily put these innovations into clinical practice?

Cannot!

Grumbling voices began to increase.

At this moment, Li Yongjun used his notebook to pretend to take notes, then passed the notebook to Fang Ziye.

"Ziye, do you know now where Dean Chen Song's 'greatness' lies?" Li Yongjun asked.

Fang Ziye tilted his head and glanced at Li Yongjun; though he didn't reply, his heart had long been shaken.

What the real Military Region Yangyuan is like, Fang Ziye has seen.

Two or three cats, big and small.

Dean Chen Song single-handedly built the Military Region Yangyuan and Research Institute; first thing he solved was the medical dispute problem.

You don't bear responsibility; you just treat — cure or die is the Yangyuan's business; you only bear responsibility for your completed performance targets.

Targets can't be too exaggerated; if you can't meet targets, scram!

A teaching hospital isn't a sanatorium; if you don't cure or something goes wrong, the hospital handles all follow-up for you.

The grumbling continued for roughly five minutes.

Finally an administrative staff member broke the deadlock; he raised his hand: "We understand all the difficulties professors raised; actually we're also very happy."

"Compared to ten-odd years ago and twenty years ago, many said infrastructure and funding weren't enough; now at least professors aren't saying funding isn't enough."

"But the humanistic environment is definitely a must. This is the bottom line."

"So we still need to be steady, even steadier, do the preoperative work even better."

"This isn't just our medical system; all other systems are the same."

"For example the public transport system; their procedures are far more complex than ours."

"Many have complained too, but our principle has always been: strict execution, people-oriented; even if we don't do it, we cannot abandon quality for quantity."

"Actually what we mean is: we still hope our province's professors can pursue quality as main, major projects as main, basic research and fundamental major breakthroughs as main."

"Clinical breakthroughs certainly also need to..."

"Here, I've roughly summarized the professors' feedback."

"First, basic research: long road, breakthrough extremely difficult, almost impossible; so only a small portion of professors are willing to spend a small portion of time incidentally holding these things."

"This is mainly because the current professional title evaluation system is linked to research."

"It's impossible to devote oneself wholeheartedly to breakthroughs in basic research. As for these matters, we're also trying to find solutions, and the state is also trying to find solutions; perhaps a feasible idea will be explored in the future."

"Doing basic research requires patience; one must be prepared for long periods without research output, able to endure loneliness and persevere."

"But basic research is very important, extremely important; it is the foundation of discipline development and the core foundation for improving competitiveness."

"We have always attached great importance to basic research. In our province, of the funds allocated this year, at least sixty percent will be poured into medical basic research."

"Our E Province's medical level being able to rank among the top nationwide relies on this point."

"Secondly, we cannot research without applying it."

"Research that isn't applied is the most meaningless..." 'Administrative Staff' are not professional doctors, so of course they can only summarize from a broad framework.

Fang Ziye didn't blame them, because few true professors would be willing to leave clinical practice to take on 'professional administrative' positions.

Even if such people exist, most switched to administration after graduating with a doctorate, lacking real clinical experience.

As the talk was nearing its end, an administrative staff member raised another point: "Last year, our E Province's integration of research and application was done very well. Our E Province medical team's exclusive medical patent, the 'Limb Microcirculation Apparatus,' has been widely used in various fields of our country's medicine."

"To a certain extent, this has also promoted the speed of our province's medical development, combining medical scientific research with local economic development."

"More specific figures, I won't go into detail here; anyway, it has benefited many patients, many enterprises, many workers, and created quite a few jobs."

"And directions like this are exactly the development plans we are very happy to see, and are also willing to focus on supporting! ~"

The benefits of the 'Microcirculation Apparatus' were not enjoyed by Fang Ziye alone; Guangbai Group placed its production line in E Province, bringing tax revenue, employment, and 'administrative performance'!

However, mentioning this, someone still added a comment: "Articles are naturally born, obtained by a clever hand by chance. The Microcirculation Apparatus could be successfully improved from the cardiopulmonary bypass circulation apparatus, but it cannot be entirely replicated."

"As far as the current situation goes, apart from the Limb Microcirculation Apparatus, domestically and internationally, those moving in this direction for nearly two years have only seen progressive news regarding the spleen microcirculation apparatus."

"Other organs, such as the lungs, liver, and kidneys, their microcirculation apparatuses are still not figured out."

"So, this kind of accidental research project requires a certain opportunity."

"Professor Fang, you agree, right?" The professor speaking was someone Fang Ziye did not know, but the other party, relying on Chen Xiaoping's introduction, had come to know Fang Ziye himself.

At this moment, he deliberately shifted the topic to Fang Ziye, hoping Fang Ziye could say a few words, so as to avoid Fang Ziye being used every day as 'someone else's professor' to PUA everyone.

Just as this professor finished speaking, a half-bald middle-aged man sitting directly opposite Fang Ziye said: "Director Xiang, research results with such a luck component truly do not need to be mentioned again and again."

"If you say it too much, it will instead make Professor Fang feel uncomfortable, and more easily cause others to bear a grudge against him."

"At least, up to now, our surgery department's Professor Fang Ziye has never been arrogant or complacent because of this, just as Professor Tang said."

"Articles are naturally born, obtained by a clever hand by chance; fine works like the 'Luo Shen Fu' are unique through the ages."

"Our surgery system may not be so petty, but there is no need to keep bringing it out to say. Otherwise, if Professor Fang is resented or suppressed by us old people, you will have to take responsibility!"

These words were spoken quite nicely.

They both expressed what he wanted to say and subtly conveyed his viewpoint.

The man called Director Xiang looked at this group of Naughty Old Men mixing without scruple, his face slightly turning green and red, opening his mouth not knowing what to do.

Originally, things like possibly bearing a grudge against young people because of this, or suppressing him, such words should not appear in such an occasion.

Even if one could think that way, could one say it like that?

But these people in surgery just don't play by the rules.

"A group of old foxes! ~" Li Yongjun wrote a few more words for Fang Ziye and pushed it over.

Fang Ziye read it, nodded in tacit agreement, and dared not speak.

Director Xiang quickly replied: "Those with achievements should be rewarded, and those that should be encouraged must still be encouraged."

"I believe our surgery professors are all magnanimous and will not harbor any petty thoughts just because we praised Professor Fang."

"The surgery department I know is not so narrow-minded."

"The breakthrough Professor Fang achieved is still of a benchmark nature; we should still study it well."

"After all, nowadays, people from other provinces are all thinking about researching and replicating the integration of research and application of the 'Limb Microcirculation Apparatus.' If we give up on this, it would truly be making a laughingstock of ourselves and seeking the distant while neglecting the near."

"Professor Fang, let's still follow the regulations; you roughly share your research train of thought."

Fang Ziye heard this, nodded, and one sentence blew up the venue: "The underlying train of thought of my research comes from Professor Li Yongjun of the former Peking Union Medical College Hospital Vascular Surgery Department."

"This research train of thought was something Professor Li intended to do at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, but it was unfortunately delayed by a twist of fate, and then I happened to meet him, and we hit it off immediately."

"If we really want to ask about the research train of thought, the truly original one is my side's Teacher Li Yongjun; I am the person who picked the peach in luck."

"Teacher Li is magnanimous and did not take it to heart."

"Here, I take this opportunity, in front of everyone, to sincerely say a word of thanks to Teacher Li, thanking Teacher Li for his painstaking efforts in cultivating us juniors."

Li Yongjun looked at Fang Ziye in surprise, never expecting Fang Ziye to respond this way.

This was no ordinary occasion!

This was the Medical Development Conference of E Province; the people coming here for the meeting were not only from Vascular Surgery and Orthopedics Departments. Fang Ziye saying this, his previous 'project host' status would become a 'cover-up'!

It could be said that he let all the credit go.

This occasion was not suitable for joking.

Li Yongjun's surprise was no different from everyone else's; even Academician Chen Xiao was stunned, not expecting Fang Ziye to pull such a move.

He did not deny that Fang Ziye's words were true, but he also found it hard to understand Fang Ziye's psychology at this moment.

Since you and Li Yongjun have already reached a py transaction in private, and Li Yongjun doesn't pursue it, why do you say it?

Why plunge yourself into possible 'unrighteousness'?

Instead, you tore off the brightest label on yourself?

"Professor Fang? Is what you say true?" Director Xiang's face changed greatly.

Fang Ziye's words were very weighty; Fang Ziye deliberately mentioned Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

Note, it is Peking Union Medical College Hospital, not the Central China Union Medical College Hospital.

Professor Li Yongjun intended to improve this instrument at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, but just didn't have the chance to carry it out.

Fang Ziye picked up a leak, representing that E Province also picked up a leak, and it was not completely original from Professor Li Yongjun during his time in E Province.

"Every word of this is true! ~" Fang Ziye nodded!

"Teacher Li, you know the whole story of this matter, you should say a few words too."

"The improvement idea for the microcirculation instrument originally came from you."

Li Yongjun's internal pudendal artery was constricting a bit at this moment; he glanced at Fang Ziye: "Although this idea was raised by me first, I couldn't apply it."

"It was my student who brought him together with Professor Fang to push out the specific implementation details; I only raised an idea."

"Professor Fang is still too humble."

Li Yongjun did not refuse, because this is the fact.

But Li Yongjun also did not claim credit; this matter has already become fact, Fang Ziye has already received the national prize, he cannot possibly go back and overturn anything.

Furthermore, now that the microcirculation instrument is developing so rapidly and spreading so widely, as the proposer, Li Yongjun is also very satisfied in his heart.

His own student is the predetermined beneficiary; he is even more impossible to overturn the case and remove Fang Ziye.

Because Fang Ziye's contribution can never be erased.

Moreover, Fang Ziye can even "overturn" basic tumor experiments; if he really contends with Fang Ziye over something and gets framed by Fang Ziye as 'touching porcelain', it would really be not worth the loss.

Li Yongjun also does not have such thoughts.

However, no matter what, at this moment Li Yongjun is very pleased.

Li Yongjun said: "The improved extraction idea is very simple, just take the side as reference."

"If whole-body circulation instruments can exist, microcirculation instruments are also not impossible to develop."

Li Yongjun and Fang Ziye played Tai Chi too softly, soft back and forth.

The rhythm was all messed up.

……

Afternoon, 17:43.

"Fang Ziye!" The freed Professor Li Yongjun arrived before Fang Ziye with imposing momentum, his right index finger poked Fang Ziye's forehead crooked four or five times before he vented his anger.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"Can't you see, Director Xiang wants to establish you as a role model?"

Fang Ziye pulled open the car door and invited Li Yongjun to take the seat.

Li Yongjun gathered his suit, also felt the wind outside was cold, hurriedly drilled into the car.

Fang Ziye reached the driver's seat, moved the car out of the parking space: "Teacher Li, returning the jade intact to Zhao is a story, reality cannot achieve it."

"But I always feel I must return something!"

"Since the sanatorium now wants to combine with a provincial level one teaching hospital, emphasizing integration of medicine and research, then Professor Li you also cannot be too high and cold."

Li Yongjun coldly tilted his head: "Then the draft you prepared? Not mentioning a single word?"

Nie Mingxian is just a little spy. The matter of Fang Ziye preparing a draft for the provincial medical development conference was all sold to Li Yongjun.

"Teacher Li, originally I wanted to say it, but Teacher Chen set the tone first, how could I possibly still sing a different tune against him?"

"This isn't human relations, it's respect for a senior."

"You also wouldn't think Teacher Chen Xiaoping isn't even worthy of the two words 'respect', right?" Fang Ziye countered.

Li Yongjun hurriedly explained: "I don't have that meaning."

"Academician Chen and Old Academician Wu are both role models in the industry; status, character, knowledge are all transcendent."

"If they were even a bit narrow-minded, they wouldn't do things like matchmaking and bridge-building for you."

Li Yongjun followed up with a pressing question: "You mean your contingency plan still has differences from Old Academician Chen's?"

Fang Ziye shook his head: "No differences, but the starting points they are based on are different. So listening to them sounds a bit contradictory."

"Our country's hepatobiliary surgery has always been at an internationally leading position, but our orthopedics is different, including vascular surgery they are all different."

"Perhaps for hepatobiliary surgery, surpassing Magic Capital's Eastern Hepatobiliary Surgery Hospital means global top tier."

"But for orthopedics, even surpassing Jishuitan Hospital only reaches international first-class, completely cannot be called absolute top tier."

"Why would I bring it out, making it seem like my vision is higher than Old Academician Chen's?"

Li Yongjun immediately coldly laughed: "So you're buying people's hearts?"

"How come you're so smooth-talking now?"

Li Yongjun is an old hand in the world; how could he not figure out that Fang Ziye saying and doing those things before was actually giving him face.

Fang Ziye heard this and smiled faintly: "Teacher Li speaks as an outsider; what's called buying people's hearts?"

"Two hearts don't match, so buying is needed."

"I don't think Teacher Li is someone who needs buying, but someone who can be bought."

"Even if my cognition is wrong, I accept the loss."

A thousand wear, ten thousand wear, flattery doesn't wear; high-grade flattery can always just right make people feel inner comfort.

"Don't always just say nice-sounding things."

"You properly explain to me the reason you did this……"

"……"

In another Audi driving toward Tongji Hospital Ben Yuan area, Professor Tao Xingzhi touched his brow, slightly lowered his head and asked: "Teacher, this Fang Ziye, I'm afraid he can't be pulled in anymore."

"He can even disregard a title like 'microcirculation instrument', in such an occasion openly handing it over; presumably he has even greater confidence."

Chen Xiaoping looked at his student, slightly nodded: "Being able to see this point proves you have still thought in an accommodating way."

"Looking at it now, one cannot simply say Fang Ziye is stubborn and self-willed."

"Just I'm very curious, how can he be so certain his thinking can complete such a closed loop?"

"As if the current situation was set by him a long time ago."

Tao Xingzhi heard this and shook his head: "Teacher, I don't understand either."

"If it were my angle, if I were just after PhD graduation during my chief resident period, even if a provincially famous old professor came to pull me, I would just go along."

Chen Xiaoping glared at Tao Xingzhi.

Tao Xingzhi showed no fear: "Teacher, I'm saying I'm in the same situation as Fang Ziye."

"Fang Ziye's teacher is just Deng Yong from Zhongnan Hospital Orthopedics, who hasn't even thoroughly mastered Trauma Surgery, and Orthopedics has so many sub-specialties."

"You're Teacher Chen!" Tao Xingzhi deliberately emphasized.

"Teacher, you're not just Academician Chen, you're Academician Chen Xiaoping, you know surgical science? You're the Chief Editor."

"What Zhongnan Hospital 'famous teacher' He, standing before you would be nervous."

"In such a situation, Fang Ziye back then could remain steady as Mount Tai, refusing so decisively, it's truly hard to believe."

Chen Xiaoping said: "A pity, his thinking was rigidified."

"Fortunately, he persisted on one path, and moreover broke through, this is Orthopedics', is Trauma Surgery's blessing."

"Surgery is ultimately a discipline, every branch needs people to break through."

"Nor must one insist on 'different Dao, no mutual planning.'"

"A pity..." Chen Xiaoping still said 'pity' again.

Tao Xingzhi didn't answer further, glanced at the driving Associate Professor, at this moment he, expression serious, face meticulous.

Tao Xingzhi just found it a bit funny.

At the time point when Fang Ziye at this age already started playing 'team', his own organized Associate Professor is still learning how to be a good 'escort'.

Of course, Tao Xingzhi also knew, Fang Ziye certainly on many occasions also did 'escort', and it's not that his subordinate isn't excellent enough, just not excellent like Fang Ziye.

World so vast, good talents countless, hate cannot all recruit.

"Teacher Li, Yuan Weihong says he wants to treat you to a drink, don't know if you're willing?" Fang Ziye brought Li Yongjun first temporarily back to his hotel, asked.

Li Yongjun wasn't just arrived yesterday, came Friday.

But before Li Yongjun visited province's other Vascular Surgery friends, had other dwelling.

Yuan Weihong wanting to see Li Yongjun belongs to paying respects, needs Li Yongjun to give time.

"You arrange place." Li Yongjun didn't refuse.

Li Yongjun also did Fang Ziye's background check, Fang Ziye has two teachers, nominal 'Great Mentor', actually just a 'disguised tool person', research just so-so, professional level also just so-so.

Instead Fang Ziye's 'Little Mentor' Yuan Weihong, according to Nie Mingxian very excellent, just a bit young, currently still in growth period.

"Thank you Teacher Li. I'll immediately call my Master." Fang Ziye said.

Li Yongjun said: "Some things first don't slip of tongue, although he's your teacher, but avoid spreading out bad to hear."

Li Yongjun refers to ALS matter.

Li Yongjun fell from here, he now barely stood up again, also must re-pick this plate, before no substantive progress, not good to pass on.

"Teacher Li, rest assured, I know what should say, what shouldn't say."

"And, whether my Master qualified enough to participate, still needs Teacher Li you personally evaluate after then decide."

"But for me personally, I also clear, Teacher Li you now are somewhat lacking manpower." Fang Ziye said.

Li Yongjun now where talk about have what manpower?

Fang Ziye now even feels subordinates completely not enough, Li Yongjun only has Nie Mingxian, Nie Mingxian Li Yongjun two people work to death can't do proper work.

Just, let Fang Ziye not expect is, Li Yongjun and Yuan Weihong two people actually "hit it off at first sight"!

Remove beginning's modest politeness, one more than one 'bragging' fierce.

Two people both wine-snored, Li Yongjun said: "Hehe, yours counts as what youthful vigor?"

"When I was youthful vigorous, that was even top-level military order..."

Fang Ziye saw Li Yongjun's mouth no gate, immediately coughed: "Master, Teacher Li also some drank too much. We today just stop here."

Yuan Weihong glanced Fang Ziye, said: "Teacher Li, Fang Ziye says you drank too much. How possible?"

Li Yongjun also said: "Little Fang, this is your wrong, wine meets confidant thousand cups few, where have drank too much not drank too much."

"Boss, bring another case beer." Li Yongjun tightly following also didn't mention himself receive what military order matter.

Until evening twelve o'clock, three people then stopped.

Fang Ziye first sent Li Yongjun into hotel, then specially instructed front desk pay attention to Li Yongjun situation, then gave Nie Mingxian a call.

Just when Fang Ziye returned to car, originally some drunkenness Yuan Weihong became "awake", squinting said: "Li Yongjun lives up to Professor Li Yongjun, rank indeed very high."

"Master, you not drunk?" Fang Ziye a bit surprised.

Yuan Weihong glanced Fang Ziye: "Maybe today only you drunk."

Fang Ziye low voice muttered: "I today on duty, I didn't drink at all."

"Fang Ziye, you feel, a dog without wolf blood, wants to drill into wolf pack, needs do what?"

"Is disguise!"

"Then silently improve own strength, until others realize you're a dog with combat power comparable to wolf."

"Put on protective sleeve after, become sheepdog." Yuan Weihong said.

Fang Ziye hearing this, silent a while.

Actually he cannot profoundly experience Yuan Weihong's "conduct philosophy", after all Fang Ziye has two teachers.

Among them one still Deng Yong, Deng Yong although in Zhongnan Hospital recent years ups and downs, yet never truly fallen.

With Deng Yong's support, Fang Ziye's many steps all walked smooth sailing.

Then?

Current Yuan Weihong, let Fang Ziye thought of Xiong Jinhuan.

"Master, hard work you." Fang Ziye said.

"Hard work what, all self-sought."

"All of it was self-inflicted. Originally we could all just choose to lie flat right where we were, but we weren't satisfied with the current situation, so we kept tossing and turning, kept tossing and turning."

"Take you, Fang Ziye — right now you could just lie down, be an honest Director Fang, but you're not willing to accept that either." Yuan Weihong shook his head as he spoke.

At this moment, Yuan Weihong's eyes flashed with a sharp light, biting the bullet: "But those — are all in the past! ~"

"Now, we are the wolves."

"The ones who need to put on an act and cooperate are other people."

However, having said all this, Yuan Weihong deflated again: "But in another circle, we still need to put on an act."

"Actually, a certain extent of high profile is leaving a back road for one's own glory. It doesn't go against one's true intention either." Yuan Weihong might have finally spoken his true intention for the first time.

A certain extent of high profile, leaving a back road for one's own glory?

Fang Ziye sent Yuan Weihong home, then drove back to the community where he rented.

Just as he got out of the car, Nie Mingxian's phone call came through: "Fang Ziye, what the hell did you do?"

"My teacher calls at this hour just to give me a good scolding?"

Fang Ziye: "???"

"Brother Nie, speak straight — what exactly did I do?"

Nie Mingxian's tone was obviously somewhat dejected: "My teacher indeed didn't say specifically what you did, just said that compared to you, I'm ultimately destined to be a wage slave."

"Why should I be the one working for you?"

"Why?" Nie Mingxian's voice, even through the phone's format conversion, still hadn't blurred the anger and indignation he couldn't hide.

Nie Mingxian usually appears low-key, but in his bones he's still a proud person.

Others call him subservient, he can disregard it with disdain, but his own teacher saying this makes it hard for him to accept.

As the proverb goes, men die for wealth, birds die for food.

No one wants to be a pure tool person, Nie Mingxian is no exception. This questioning might very well affect the two's relationship from now on.

Fang Ziye fell silent first. (Chapter End)