Chapter 796

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

March 18th, Tuesday, Weather, Sunny.

In the Outpatient Clinic Consultation Room, Zhu Zhengquan, who had come for a follow-up consultation, discovered that after looking at their mobile phones, Fang Ziye and Hu Qingyuan both had radiant smiles, their curved mouth corners harder to suppress than an AK.

Still sitting in a wheelchair, he couldn't help but ask further: "Professor Fang, what good news did you see?"

"Is it that your research group has made new progress and breakthroughs again? I've been looking forward to when you'll notify me to come for hospitalization again! ~"

Zhu Zhengquan was the first Spinal Cord Injury patient Fang Ziye treated; he has already been discharged, and the current Zhu Zhengquan can not only handle toileting himself but also walk a few steps with a walking aid.

Although his gait is still unsteady, for him, paralyzed for many years, everything now feels like hope, and the color of the sky is much brighter than before.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "It's not about research project progress; it's other good news."

Seeing Zhu Zhengquan wasn't an outsider, Hu Qingyuan whispered: "Uncle, actually it's that my Master's applied research project got approved; it's a Youth Science Fund Project (Category A)."

The Youth Science Fund Project Category A is the former National Outstanding Youth Science Fund Project; it is a very important honor.

Zhu Zhengquan actually couldn't quite understand the weight of this honor, but he knew the redemptive nature of Fang Ziye's research project: "This project is very meaningful, unique in the whole world; I feel no amount of emphasis is excessive."

"Professor Fang, it's a pity we can't write letters to any project funds; otherwise I'd definitely suggest they make this project a world-class project!" Zhu Zhengquan used the most unadorned words to express his sincerity.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye laughed lightly: "That's still a bit of an exaggeration."

"Project approval isn't just from the angle of a certain disease type; it requires a comprehensive view, selecting more important research directions for funding, used for corresponding basic research."

"Being able to obtain this honor at present is already very good; exaggerating the fame further has no meaning."

There are no world-class projects inside the National Natural Science Foundation of China; at most there are National Key Research Projects.

But National Key Research Projects don't count as a particularly prominent 'hat'; although their gold content is also high, they're not as famous as Distinguished Youth.

"Professor Fang, then how is my current condition? Recovering okay?" Zhu Zhengquan asked.

"You can feel your own condition yourself; I'm a doctor, I can only look at your functional recovery situation; as for your condition, you yourself have the most say."

"It should already have met your expectations." Fang Ziye's words were rather restrained.

Actually, from the angle Fang Ziye stands at now, Zhu Zhengquan's treatment plan is no longer optimal; if done again, Zhu Zhengquan could gain more functional repair.

But surgery done is done; there is no chance for regret.

Even if Fang Ziye can now have any kind of breakthrough, it cannot benefit Zhu Zhengquan, this patient who has already finished surgery.

However, at the time Zhu Zhengquan had surgery, the treatment he received was the best at that time point, and also the optimal solution at that time.

Subsequent progress, other breakthroughs, including Song Heping and Du Kuo's treatment plans, were all based on Zhu Zhengquan's 'lesson learned from past mistakes', only then were there optimized plans.

This is the process of exploring the unknown!

Zhu Zhengquan will harvest expected health in advance, but will certainly also pay some rehabilitation upper limit as exchange.

Fang Ziye isn't a god either; he cannot achieve everything in one step overnight.

"Then satisfied, satisfied."

"Professor Fang, I'll still say the same thing; even if I have no more expectations now, I'm still very grateful to you."

"Just like this now, I think it's pretty good!" Zhu Zhengquan took a deep breath.

"Compared to me before the New Year, the current me is at least somewhat human-like."

Zhu Zhengquan's daughter also said: "Professor Fang, you don't know; after my father was discharged this time, his whole person became much more cheerful, and he often goes out to find friends for tea."

"Before this, my dad hadn't dared go out for two years."

Zhu Zhengquan gave his own daughter a sidelong glance: "Your dad is an adult, sixty years old; when I couldn't control feces and urine, how could I dare go out to find friends?"

"Chatting away, I'd pull like a child; what kind of talk is that?"

"Still needed friends to carry me to the toilet, I changed diapers myself; holy crap, thinking of it……"

Zhu Zhengquan's own eyes instantly reddened, he choked up: "That day I really wanted to stuff my head into the toilet and just flush myself to death."

"What meaning is there in living like this……"

"hong~~~hong~~~" Zhu Zhengquan wiped tears, nose sniffling, his voice carrying an indescribable embarrassment and desolation.

Although Fang Ziye and his daughter couldn't empathize, thinking of this scene, they would also feel that such an existence really has no dignity to speak of.

The more people at a gathering, if such a scene appears, the more thoroughly a person would suffer social death.

Hu Qingyuan handed the woman a pack of tissues, soothing: "Uncle, that was all before; there's no need to keep dwelling on past things; we're doing well now."

"Will do well in the future too."

Zhu Zhengquan took the tissue and wiped his snot, then blew his nose, carefully folded it, and proficiently put it into his pocket.

Because of his inconvenient legs and feet, when he goes out now, he still chooses to put tissues for wiping drool and wiping his nose into his pocket.

"Professor Fang, in short, I'm very, very thankful to you."

"Of course; I'm also a bit more greedy now; if one day, Professor Fang you can let me stand up completely, walk two more steps without relying on a walking aid and cane."

Zhu Zhengquan thought of this scene and laughed, yearning: "Then I'd definitely feel dying would be worth it."

"But at that time I'd definitely not want to die again; don't know if this kind is fantasy; perhaps it is……"

The woman said: "Dad, stop yearning; don't give Professor Fang too much pressure either."

"Think back to when you were hospitalized; I felt Professor Fang's pressure was especially large then; compared to now, like two different people."

"This disease Spinal Cord Injury, wanting to conduct in-depth research is still too hard, too hard."

Zhu Zhengquan said: "Okay okay, I'll stop talking, stop talking."

"Professor Fang, this time after I go back, I have many patient friends who asked me to ask: why don't you collect patients anymore, Professor Fang?"

"I heard that after I was discharged, you only collected two patients like me?"

Fang Ziye nodded: "Yes, Uncle."

"Currently, our group has only treated three spinal cord injury cases."

"It's mainly still for optimization."

Zhu Zhengquan hurriedly said: "No no no, Professor Fang, you should accept it, you should accept more, we're all willing to be experimented on."

"Really, this is my inner voice, and also the inner voice of many of my patient friends."

"You should accept more, don't be afraid of not treating well enough, someone like me is already very good, we're not that greedy."

Hu Qingyuan glanced at his own teacher, saw Fang Ziye with eyes observing nose, nose observing heart, and knew it was his turn to perform.

Hu Qingyuan said: "Uncle, although you have your reasons for thinking this way."

"But doing a research project is about seeking the greatest return with the smallest investment; otherwise, there would be no such thing as a trial for disease treatment, you could just use people directly as test subjects?"

"As clinical doctors, and also researchers, our progress must have clinical trials, but we must also cherish every single clinical case material."

"Even if it's a bit slower, we must still try to be responsible for every case material, and strive to get the maximum return for everyone's investment."

"After the previous several treatments, we have already obtained the necessary data and materials, and we are still conducting optimization processing in animal trials."

"Under circumstances where there is an opportunity to optimize, rashly admitting more patients is actually irresponsible to the patients."

"Even if you are willing, we cannot do this; this is the most basic quality."

"Just like, at the beginning if my teacher had performed nerve transfer surgery on you, you would have had a chance to control defecation, but through a mutated form of control."

"Then you would have completely lost sensory function; you could only defecate on a schedule, not actively feel the urge to defecate yourself."

"Would you feel that kind of state can compare with your current state?" Hu Qingyuan returned the question to Zhu Zhengquan.

Zhu Zhengquan thought carefully for a moment about the conversation before his first time entering the operating room.

At that time, Zhu Zhengquan felt that being able to control scheduled defecation himself was pretty good too, still better than the current inability to control; he just had to go to the toilet on schedule, nothing more than running a bit more frequently.

But the thinking at that time had not experienced the current feeling.

Compared with now being able to feel the urge to defecate, and being able to go relieve himself on his own, without needing any other 'controller' to complete defecation.

That experience gap is self-evident!

Fang Ziye only said upon hearing this: "Uncle, actually early surgery has early surgery's benefits, late surgery has late surgery's benefits."

"Relatively speaking, since we are very optimistic about this research project, there's no need to rush for a moment."

"Currently, I am very cautious in selecting clinical trial subjects; basically they are all people who must go all out with nothing to lose, only then am I willing to fight for time in advance for them, thereby giving up other potential."

"Apart from these people, you mention some young girls, seemingly healthy adults, and some middle-aged people, or elderly people who already have inconvenient legs and feet; if I do their surgeries in advance now."

"Wouldn't that be a huge loss?"

"Paralysis is just a state, not fatal; so if you can afford to wait, you can still wait one or two years."

"If our research project enters an absolute plateau period, a bottleneck period, and is expected to make no progress for ten or twenty years, that is when this treatment can be standardized."

"You should have a maternal granddaughter, right? If right now a junior college teacher tells you your granddaughter doesn't need to work hard and can directly go to a junior college, without even needing to take the high school entrance exam, would you agree?"

"Make her completely give up all chances of undergraduate, first-tier university, 985, Huaqing Kyoto University, etc., and just go reserve a junior college in advance?"

Fang Ziye's such colloquial analogy made Zhu Zhengquan understand Fang Ziye's reasoning; he nodded: "Then let's not be so absolute about it."

"Just, is my current state that junior college?"

Fang Ziye nodded, honestly: "Perhaps it is."

"But there always have to be one or several people, even a dozen, a few hundred people who need to make this kind of sacrifice."

"The choice has been made; there is no room for regret now."

Zhu Zhengquan's expression changed for a good while, still he suppressed his mood changes: "Then I'm satisfied too, junior college it is, I just went to a junior college, haha."

He could only comfort himself like this...

After politely seeing off Zhu Zhengquan and his daughter, Fang Ziye also collected his mood and continued with the subsequent consultations.

Word-of-mouth reputation is still very reliable.

At exactly seven o'clock in the afternoon, when completing the day's outpatient work task, Hu Qingyuan reported: "Master, today among the outpatients who came for treatment, spinal cord injury patients accounted for sixty percent."

"Seventy numbers, at least forty-plus spinal cord injury patients."

"Our time was all spent on explaining, basically not much diagnosis and treatment suggestions; today we only issued ten admission certificates."

"Half as many as last week again."

"Going on like this, will our group have no surgeries to do?"

Fang Ziye said: "There definitely still will be; if we open up appointment hospitalization, the patient quantity other groups can transfer over could drown us."

"When the technique is in place, don't be afraid of no surgeries to do; the hospitalization appointment registration book is already booked up to June, don't you know?"

Hu Qingyuan of course knew; at this moment he very sensibly said: "Master, I of course know!"

"Mature surgeries, Master you do better than others; some frontier surgical techniques are all developed by Master you."

"And some immature treatments, Master you have also always been at the forefront of the world; how could there really be no surgeries to do?"

"I'm just very much looking forward to the moment our group fully opens up spinal cord injury treatment; then..."

Hu Qingyuan just thought about it and felt his mood relaxed, very much looking forward to that day's arrival.

While Hu Qingyuan was speaking, his phone rang.

"Master, it's Johnson & Johnson Company's Manager Du Meng." Hu Qingyuan answered.

"You answer it; I had them contact you directly, that's giving you authority; you talk to them directly." Fang Ziye generously said.

Hu Qingyuan went to other places; how could he possibly have the opportunity for direct contact with Johnson & Johnson Company's manager during his master's student period?

Only at Fang Ziye's place could Hu Qingyuan be given such great authority.

And this kind of experience, even the Fang Ziye of those years could only look on with envy!

This is the benefit brought by foundation and accumulation.

"Manager Du, hello." Hu Qingyuan politely addressed.

"Oh, it's almost designed? Alright, send it to my Master's email then, he'll handle it when he gets back."

"Right, tell Manager Huang at Mindray too, just send one copy."

"No need to come to the Outpatient Clinic, we're going to the animal lab later, but my Master's going to the Department first, then checking on tomorrow's surgical patients."

"Also, we have to call some patients with appointments, my Master's taking annual leave next month, need to inform them in advance so they don't make a wasted trip."

"Right, good!"

"Eat? No need, my Master and I already ordered, yes yes yes, thank you, you don't have to be so polite."

Hu Qingyuan laughed again: "Manager Du, you're being polite, I just mentioned in my Douyin that the instruments I use are from Johnson & Johnson."

"It's just that your company's instruments are high quality, this isn't product promotion."

"Medical product promotion isn't allowed now, I don't have the qualifications, it's just that the materials I practice with happen to be from your company."

"No no no, that won't do! If you do that, I'll only use other companies' products from now on, I'm not doing this. Otherwise my Master would definitely break my legs."

Hu Qingyuan hung up the phone.

Then explained: "Master, it's Boss Du Meng who approved a batch of consumables for us, like sewing needles, and instruments for practice."

"The price is only forty percent of market price, so I mentioned in a short video that their company's sewing needles are good quality."

"Maybe some people following me will actively choose to use their company's suture thread..."

"There's no such track as medical device product promotion now."

Fang Ziye nodded: "To avoid getting entangled in trouble, I suggest you use other companies' products next time, to balance it out."

"Precisely stating the instruments and manufacturers you use when posting operation videos is a very normal thing."

"Actually, surgical records must strictly label the manufacturer, model, etc. of surgical instruments, we just haven't done it that meticulously."

"But you can't take money!" Fang Ziye emphasized.

Hu Qingyuan, taking advantage of the research group's cooperation with the company, obtaining some low-priced instruments as practice products, can reduce daily expenses in the Training Room.

Also reduces the Department's teaching expenses, this is normal.

Many teaching hospitals and medical colleges procure low-priced products, if the price is low enough and quality even better, everyone will definitely choose high quality to guarantee hand feel during operation.

Fang Ziye couldn't enjoy this convenience before, it was all the cheapest basic sewing needles, silk sutures, etc.

"Master, rest assured, I'm not that short of money for now!"

"Won't stoop to taking it."

"Besides, Master, it's already March this year? We published so many papers last year, I heard I should be able to get a little..." Hu Qingyuan rubbed his hands.

Last year Fang Ziye's team had abundant fruits, when distributing research bonuses, even if he just drank some soup, it was a considerable amount.

"Hehe." Fang Ziye teased Hu Qingyuan.

The more he thought the angrier he got, scolded: "When I was a grad student, I was poor as a church mouse, my teacher had some research rewards too, but couldn't distribute them."

"How come by your time, doing a grad degree not only costs no money, you can earn this much every year?"

"I'm telling you, when I graduated and went to Enshi for 'tempering', I even borrowed money from my Senior Brothers, borrowed from Biao too."

Hu Qingyuan immediately said: "Master, isn't this 'the previous generation plants trees, the later generation enjoys the shade'?"

"It's all because Master you built a good enough platform for us."

"Actually I don't have to take this money either, although I don't livestream anymore, the traffic on my short videos brings in a huge sum every month!"

Hu Qingyuan's chosen short video track is very unique, including many videos sharing Fang Ziye's teaching operations.

Those flashy medical operations, even peers would be blinded by the brilliance, let alone laypeople.

Likes and views are good, and he gained a huge batch of online 'students'!

Unlike others, many doctors in the medical track don't post operation details, but what Hu Qingyuan posts are real pig skin, rabbit, nude mouse model operations and dissections.

More real, looks more penetrating.

"You go to the animal lab first, I have to go with your Master's Wife to look at our reserved formal wear." Fang Ziye said.

"Okay Master, I'll go down first, I'll bring the takeout to your car later."

"Master's Wife isn't eating with you? You said so before~" Hu Qingyuan has a good memory, his photographic memory lets him remember every word Fang Ziye says.

Fang Ziye drove from Zhongnan Hospital New Campus to the Sanatorium's Han City Branch, which is the Surgical Branch.

Fang Ziye's license plate was registered long ago, so he could drive straight in.

The parking spaces inside are spacious, not many cars.

After messaging Luo Tingzhu, she came out quickly, and brought a "tagalong" behind her!

The Doctor currently following Luo Tingzhu to learn sensory-motor separation anesthesia is Hu Chuchu.

Hu Chuchu is one year older than Luo Tingzhu.

After getting in the car, Luo Tingzhu said: "Sister Chuchu, help me evaluate later, remember to be honest, if we're unsatisfied with the custom formal wear it can still be corrected."

"Okay, Teacher Luo." Although Luo Tingzhu calls her Sister Chuchu, Hu Chuchu still calls Luo Tingzhu Teacher.

"Sister Chuchu, then send a message to Doctor Liang and them, say I'm not going to the lab today, have them send the monitoring data to the group chat, I need to check it myself."

"Absolutely cannot be negligent!"

"The most critical parts of sensory-motor separation anesthesia are puncture technique and local anatomical positioning, every piece of data must be rigorous, and needs to be repeated effectively more than five times before it can be sent to the group."

"Don't think about fabricating data and saving time just to be fast, if I discover anyone perfunctory with data again, I'll really get angry." Luo Tingzhu's tone was fierce in a cute way.

Fang Ziye heard this, said: "Alright, Group Leader Luo, we're off work, don't bring work out too."

Luo Tingzhu's face flushed slightly, still said indignantly: "Senior Brother, you don't know how excessive they are, to cope with tasks they even deceive their own team members."

"Clearly only did three operations' data, forcibly fabricated into five sets, pulled an average."

"If they do it like this, how can I trust them in the future, they're overdrafting their own character!"

Luo Tingzhu's tone was serious.

Actually, this is a fact; scientific research must be rigorous—record every time you do it, and even if there's erroneous data, record it too.

But in actual practice, some people still have ulterior motives.

As long as the general direction isn't wrong, they'll "fabricate" a set of data according to reality to make their volume seem large enough.

Fang Ziye hasn't encountered such a situation yet, probably because the people he's met are all fairly familiar, unlike Luo Tingzhu, who deals with absolute strangers.

"Mm, one does need to be more rigorous."

"Research integrity is also a very important part of one's character."

"Tingzhu, have you eaten? I had a barbecue rice on my way here; I can add a meal," Fang Ziye asked proactively.

"Sure, sure! I said I'd treat Sister Chuchu to hot pot, Sister Chuchu said she went to a hot pot restaurant before, it was delicious, just a bit pricey..." Luo Tingzhu responded proactively.

After Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu finished looking at the formal wear, they sent Luo Tingzhu back to her house once.

Luo Tingzhu wanted to decorate the new house herself; now there was less than a month until the wedding date. Although decorating the room on the wedding day was still early, Luo Tingzhu had other plans.

Fang Ziye didn't devote too much time to this, but he found several students from the main campus of Zhongnan Hospital to assist Luo Tingzhu as surgical assistants.

If Luo Tingzhu needs anything, she can send a message to Shu Lang and the others anytime.

Hu Chuchu naturally wouldn't follow Fang Ziye and the other person home, so after the two entered the door, they embraced and spent nearly ten minutes alone together.

Until Fang Ziye's phone was called by Hu Qingyuan did Luo Tingzhu rise from Fang Ziye's embrace. She smiled and said, "Senior Brother, you go over there."

"It should be time for them to need you over there."

As soon as Fang Ziye answered, Hu Qingyuan's words were very short: "Master, we've finished the preliminary preparations; we still need you to come over and place the microelectrode."

"Good!" Fang Ziye hung up upon hearing this.

Afterward, Fang Ziye looked at Luo Tingzhu: "Tingzhu, look! ~"

"Us, husband and wife, together!"

This year, Zhongnan Hospital's output was quite high. Not only did Fang Ziye receive the Distinguished Youth, but Luo Tingzhu's research project also naturally took the Outstanding Youth Fund hat into her bag.

Luo Tingzhu didn't have such strong connections to hear this kind of news two months in advance. After hearing what Fang Ziye said, she carefully took Fang Ziye's mobile phone, looked at the screen, and read it word by word.

Afterward, Luo Tingzhu said somewhat happily and somewhat reproachfully: "Senior Brother, why are you only telling me now?"

Fang Ziye smiled and said: "Actually, I forgot. After seeing you, we've been busy with other things. We finally have some free time; shouldn't we talk about private matters?"

"This counts as official business too! ~"

"Are you happy?" Fang Ziye asked.

Luo Tingzhu nodded heavily: "Very happy, extremely happy."

"This is the first very formal research project I applied for using my own ability; of course I'm happy!!"

"Our hospital, this year just the two of us won this kind of bid?"

Fang Ziye said upon hearing this: "Of course. Han City University has fewer than ten Distinguished Youth and Outstanding Youth Fund awards per year. Our hospital took two spots—isn't that enough?"

"It's a pity Brother Nie didn't apply this year; otherwise, he might have won too, and we'd have three spots."

Luo Tingzhu replied: "Teacher Nie is relatively cautious; he's unwilling to have too many interest disputes with us."

"Compared to him, actually my research philosophy isn't even that pure!"

"Senior Brother, Teacher Nie truly loves medicine."

"More than me, more than Professor Liao Jia, more than you perhaps. If it's just about liking, he and Lan Tianluo should be in a class of their own."

Engaging in, being skilled at, and loving are three different dimensions of topics.

"Anyway, this can be considered a recognition of our research ability by the National Natural Science Foundation Committee, right?"

"After all, we've put in so much, and we've also harvested so many achievements."

Fang Ziye took a breath and said: "I'm going to the laboratory, right?"

"Tingzhu, will you take a taxi back by yourself later?"

"Senior Brother, I'll take a taxi back by myself later! It won't take long." Luo Tingzhu nodded.

"Send me a screenshot of the message, or forward me the email."

"Okay! ~"

On the way driving to the animal laboratory, Fang Ziye thought of Luo Tingzhu's excited expression again, shook his head slightly but didn't laugh at her.

Compared to Luo Tingzhu, his master's reaction when he first won the bid—that was what you call 'open-hearted'!

Luo Tingzhu had published quite a few articles, but she had never received true honors. This feeling of being recognized for the first time by the 'regular army' was very good.

And this 'regular army' of the National Natural Science Foundation Committee doesn't look at your age. Most people only have a chance to receive the Distinguished Youth when they are young middle-aged.

Those who can receive the Outstanding Youth Fund are also older youths close to thirty-five years old.

Luo Tingzhu is still very young.

"However, compared to what Dean Chen Song considers, these things seem to be nothing special even if you get them!"

"But no matter what, they're good things, they're honors. Securing them can also make life feel a stage of completeness."

"Empty fame isn't important, but it's not that unimportant either," Fang Ziye muttered to himself.

Evening, ten o'clock, thirty-nine minutes.

When Fang Ziye stepped into the animal laboratory, he hadn't yet been called into the animal laboratory by Hu Qingyuan and the others.

Fang Ziye was "poached" by Nie Mingxian, who was wearing an isolation gown.

"Fang Ziye, just in time, you're just in time!"

"This way. I was just planning to go find you!"

"The parallel electrode has a chance! ~" Nie Mingxian's voice and eyelids were almost in a deformed state.

"Ah?"

"Come on, let's go take a look!" Fang Ziye immediately followed Nie Mingxian and ran off.

Fang Ziye's action of driving into the laboratory had long been discovered by Hu Qingyuan and the others, and someone had also reported it to the animal laboratory.

There were also people waiting for Fang Ziye at the doorway long ago; seeing from afar that Fang Ziye had turned direction, the laboratory staff immediately shouted: "Professor Fang, this way!"

"This way, this way is all handled, just waiting for you."

"Not handling it anymore!"

"You tell them, that side is not handling it anymore!" Fang Ziye dodged to the side, turning back.

"You call Hu Qingyuan, Liao Jia, and them all over here, that side don't handle it anymore." Fang Ziye's tone was also serious and urgent.

Compared to the research and development achievement of the parallel electrode plates, doing a few animal model treatments counts for a fart?

All the animal model treatment data for this month completely cleared empty cannot compare to the research and development progress of the parallel electrode plates!

One is quantity, one is quality!

Right now at this time, quality is more important than quantity! (Chapter End)