Chapter 797

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

"They're just dropping it here? Fang Ziye said that himself?" Liao Jia instinctively grew a bit irritable upon hearing the message.

"Yes, Teacher Liao. Professor Fang also said for you to hurry over, to Doctor Nie Mingxian's laboratory." The staff member replied, then muttered.

"We've prepared for this long, and Professor Fang says drop it and it's dropped — that's a bit too disrespectful, isn't it……"

Liao Jia froze for a moment after hearing this, then realized something and hurriedly took off his gloves and isolation suit.

Wang Ou was older, so he was half a beat slower than Liao Jia; following close behind Liao Jia in stripping off his clothes, he asked in disbelief, "Liao Jia, they couldn't have actually cooked up something, could they?"

"This…"

Wang Ou's whole body felt a bit numb at this moment — just what kind of monsters and demons are these people?

Fang Ziye's thinking is bizarre, he has many ideas, his operations are badass — that's one thing, but these other people in Fang Ziye's team, how is each one more freakish than the last?

If it's really like this, then Fang Ziye being so accomplished at such a young age is not difficult to understand at all.

"Don't know, have to go over and see before saying."

"If that side can really bring some surprise, then this side's effort wasted is just wasted." Liao Jia's tone began to calm down.

At first hearing Fang Ziye turn around and leave, treating his own several hours of effort today as nothing, Liao Jia's mood was naturally displeased.

But different patients in clinical work have their triage of urgency and severity; research tasks naturally also have their distinctions of weight.

That side's project progress is more critical!

"Don't pack up yet, we might have to come back in a bit!" Liao Jia instructed.

When Liao Jia and Wang Ou arrived at Nie Mingxian's laboratory, Fang Ziye, Hu Qingyuan, Song Yi and others were gathered around a platform that had very little to do with the medical field, on which lay an extremely thin electrode sheet.

The electrode sheet's volume was extremely, extremely small.

But at this moment, Fang Ziye frowned tightly and said: "The electrode sheet developed in the United States is mainly composed of silk-based substrate, ultra-thin plastic layer, and fine metal electrodes; it can closely conform to the brain surface and precisely monitor brain cell activity."

"Compared to their material, our material quality still isn't good enough ah~"

Liao Jia's eyes flashed upon hearing this, and he asked back: "Never mind the material for now — how's the signal pathway's tumor differentiation coming along?"

Nie Mingxian didn't answer Liao Jia, merely looked at Fang Ziye and said: "Ziye, I've already consulted many experts in related materials science; currently the best material usable inside a living body domestically is just this batch."

"The rest are still in development, and wanting to import those electrode sheet materials from abroad would be extremely thorny and troublesome."

Fang Ziye also ignored Liao Jia: "Thorny and troublesome, we still have to think of a way to get our hands on them!"

"This kind of thing will ultimately be used on people, and even go into patients' spinal cords — negligence is not allowed!"

"Can't make do either; I'll contact some seniors then, see if they can think of a way to get the corresponding materials from abroad."

"It's just material, not core technology — the difficulty shouldn't be great!"

The spinal cord injury R&D project already belongs to the super-difficulty category; if in this project even the materials can't be obtained at the best, then the final result will definitely be discounted.

Such a high-difficulty project should not have its final result affected by materials.

Fang Ziye spoke to here, then looked at Liao Jia and said: "Only when the new materials arrive might the thinking undergo some change."

"As of now, with this material's electrode sheet, we've already tried our best to push it to the extreme; the thinking is fine, it's the material itself that's the problem!"

After Fang Ziye said this, a cold mockery suddenly rang out from the crowd: "I thought this side had some major breakthrough, but that side just directly dropped it… it's just a thinking approach after all ah."

In the laboratory, a pin drop could be heard.

So even though his voice was very light, very small, it still precisely reached every person's ears.

Liao Jia, Nie Mingxian, Wang Ou and others all cast angry looks; before they could speak, Fang Ziye pointed at this laboratory staff member and said: "I've said it early on — we're all just people."

"We do projects, it's all bit by bit progress; no big strides, no one-step ascension — all accumulated bit by bit."

"So, please treat me, treat us all as a person; don't mythologize us, thank you!"

"Second, such words you can perfectly well say to our faces next time; don't mutter in private."

"Third, if you can do it then do it; if you can't, you can apply to transfer out of our team, I won't go find your leader either — you conduct yourself well."

The previously ignored Professor Wang Ou now found it amusing: "Professor Fang, what are you calculating with him? If you find him displeasing just swap him out; what the hell does he understand about research?"

"Doesn't even understand a service attitude, and he can understand research?"

Wang Ou's temper isn't as easygoing as Fang Ziye's; he walked into the crowd and hauled this youth out: "You're so capable, you come do it ah — you just tell us how we do the next step?"

"All of us will listen to you, all of us will work for you, you come guide us — how about that?"

The youth clearly never thought he'd be hauled out, and immediately apologized: "Sorry, Professor Wang, I didn't have any special meaning."

Wang Ou said: "I know you didn't have any other meaning either; I also don't have any other meaning — please leave our project group yourself, go make your fortune elsewhere! Do your big project, lead your team."

"Professor Wang, sorry, I was wrong, I'll apologize to Professor Fang." The youth immediately found the key, using this to make up for it.

"Sorry, doing projects is a long-term matter, requires long torment; during this time, whoever the fuck sings doom, whoever gets the hell out, so as not to disturb everyone's vitality."

"You're an adult ah — does admitting fault work?"

"I also didn't make you resign; I'll tell your leader, have him just give you a different post, won't chase you away." Wang Ou finished, took a deep breath.

Then looked at Fang Ziye and said: "Professor Fang, Doctor Nie, you continue; this side should still have many details needing grinding."

"I and Doctor Liao will just treat that side's material as practice material!"

"Not urgent ah, slowly push……"

Wang Ou then patted the youth's shoulder: "Go on, let's go over."

The youth's complexion was slightly dark, but seeing Wang Ou's expression at this moment, he knew this matter had no room for negotiation.

To the biotechnology company, every hospital's big professor is a very important client; the client in the company is the boss.

Compared to Professor Wang Ou, firing him is clearly more cost-effective.

Wang Ou's attitude was already set; saying more was useless. He had to hurry and find his superior to report this matter.

After leaving, Professor Wang Ou looked at the youth and said: "Don't hold a grudge in your heart; it's just that the difficulty of this research project is too high, so we cannot tolerate anyone stirring up everyone's emotions here."

"Whoever it is, we must handle it internally!"

"If there's an opportunity, let's cooperate again next time? Because we can't gamble on any possibility anymore."

"You also know, our team hasn't made any progress for a long time."

The youth was lightly slapping his own ear; this cushy job had slipped away from him because of a single word of his own.

……

"Ziye, cc Composite Material, is there a chance it could be applied here?" Nie Mingxian was making a random suggestion out of desperation.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "I'm afraid not. The CC Material developed by Professor Zhang Yue's team at Huaxi Hospital is intended as a steel plate internal fixation device."

"After completing the task of internal fixation, it can still be absorbed by the human body."

"For these electrode sheets, what's needed is a more stable material; if it gets absorbed after a while, wouldn't that be ruined?"

"So we must find a material with extremely strong stability."

"Moreover, this material not only needs strong stability, but also very high precision; it must convert electrical signals very accurately……"

"Actually, our current parallel design idea for the signal pathway isn't too problematic; the hard part is finding a realistic vector."

"Those in vivo electrode sheets abroad are still in the research and development stage; you definitely can't get them by asking other teams directly, which is quite troublesome……"

After hearing this, Song Yi asked: "Fang Ziye, since this material can't be used in the human body right now, can we use it as a practice material for operating on the spinal cord?"

"Although the size is a bit larger now and the signal transduction isn't that precise, it should be fine for practicing operations."

Fang Ziye nodded after hearing this, but narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Elder Brother, are you really treating our team as a big spender with infinite research funds?"

"Do you know how much one rabbit model costs?" Fang Ziye looked at Song Yi, half-smiling.

Song Yi fell silent.

Although when doing experiments, no one cares about how much rabbit model cost is paid.

But simply consuming rabbit models just for practice is a bit too extravagant.

One rabbit, from purchase to successfully making the model, currently cannot be done for less than four thousand yuan.

This doesn't even count the labor costs of Liao Jia and others.

Of course, Fang Ziye added: "Of course, it's fine if we try a few fewer for practice; according to my estimate, we only have about twenty practice opportunities at most in the early stage."

"We still need to use them sparingly."

Song Yi's eyes lit up: "Then that's good too."

Song Yi didn't care about funding and had never touched the research group's funds, but Nie Mingxian knew: "Ziye, is it really okay to waste like this?"

"If we don't waste now, we'll still have to practice later; it's just done a bit earlier."

Fang Ziye slowly exhaled: "Technical learning is also a category in research funds; it's just normal expenditure."

Then Fang Ziye praised: "Brother Nie, it really has to be you; in terms of instrument improvement, you are a professional."

Nie Mingxian saw that everyone else had already walked away and said in a low voice: "There are no outsiders here; there's no need for such commercial mutual flattery."

"Although I'm not bad, I'm not as good as you say."

Nie Mingxian said this, crossing his arms: "Ziye, do you really know nothing about this field?"

Nie Mingxian found it strange; Fang Ziye's theory was so strong, but in the improvement of the microcirculation instrument and now the electrode sheet design, Fang Ziye didn't get involved at all.

Fang Ziye candidly replied: "Brother Nie, shouldn't a cook who can't grow vegetables just deserve to cook bad dishes?"

"As for instrument design and instrument disassembly, I am completely ignorant; if you ask me to learn from scratch, I can't learn it!"

"Not everyone is like you, having the experience of disassembling a full-body circulation instrument while studying."

Nie Mingxian heard this, his face slightly red: "Back then my Master spoiled me; an instrument in the hospital broke, so I asked my Master to contact the company, and I went to the company's maintenance department to look for a while, which led to what followed……"

"But since I was young, I've liked playing with home appliances like remote controls."

"I never thought this kind of non-medical kung fu could be of great use."

Fang Ziye said with a smile: "Three hundred and sixty trades, each produces a top scholar; every industry can actually be connected with medicine, and medicine can also be connected with other disciplines."

"Recently when I was watching short videos, I discovered a brand new track: if we don't practice medicine anymore, can we pick out the fat from the fatty beef separately……"

Nie Mingxian knew Fang Ziye was giving him psychological comfort; after all, he was excited and then disappointed, but actually Nie Mingxian wasn't that sensitive.

"There should be a chance; my Master said we can go cut the yellow throat of pigs and cows, cut the yellow throat into the style that big shots in Magic Capital can afford, and it should be quite profitable……"

After chatting with Nie Mingxian for nearly half an hour, Fang Ziye then took Hu Qingyuan and Song Yi away separately, letting Nie Mingxian continue to lead the laboratory staff to continue collecting subsequent data.

After entering a small office, Song Yi looked Hu Qingyuan up and down thoughtfully, thought cautiously for a while, then smiled: "Fang Ziye, you really have accepted a good student?"

"Hu Qingyuan's operational talent is the highest I've seen, at least one level higher than Lan Tianluo and them."

Hu Qingyuan is very excellent, but after all he is a latecomer; currently he is only a Master's First Year student. Later he can be expected to surpass Song Yi, but for now he is still a junior.

He politely said: "Teacher Song, I just play games; I'm still very unskilled."

"In the future, please give me more guidance, Teacher Song."

Hu Qingyuan made coffee for the two of them while smiling politely in return.

"As for this operation thing, your Master could contract your entire learning path for you; coming to me to learn would be forsaking the near for the far."

"But if you have time, we can look up information about electrical signal transduction together, and then refine and deepen the transduction of biological signals within the spinal cord."

"Before that, we first need to understand signal transduction more deeply; based on current understanding of the spinal cord, it's still too broad—only locating the exposed nerve roots and the gray and white matter zones within the spinal cord, without involving electrical pathways at all."

Hu Qingyuan put the black coffee in front of Song Yi and said: "Teacher Song, I can be your notebook; my accumulation in theory is still too poor, too poor."

"Theory is not enough just by simple memorization; even for memory, I still lack a lot of experience."

"If I wait until I grow up, the timeline would be too long; I've decided to take the operation-first route arranged by my Master."

"I'll start practicing the operation first!"

"I'll start practicing the operation first!"

Fang Ziye found a position for Hu Qingyuan: he would be the first successor to his clinical surgery skills, such that even Lan Tianluo now had to rank behind Hu Qingyuan. Everyone's talents and strengths had their leanings; Lan Tianluo was actually better at data analysis—

"Knife sound!"

While several people were talking, the door of the small office was knocked on.

Hu Qingyuan pushed it open: "Who is it?"

But upon seeing the visitor, Hu Qingyuan's tone immediately became hurried and astonished: "You, you are? Senior Brother Li Mengchao?"

Li Mengchao was stunned upon hearing this, narrowed his eyes at Hu Qingyuan: "Hello, I am Li Mengchao. May I ask who you are?"

After asking, Li Mengchao saw Fang Ziye stand up.

Fang Ziye gave Song Yi a look; Song Yi also knew that this Li Mengchao of Gastrointestinal Surgery was Fang Ziye's quarry, and had been mentioned many times within the small team.

"Doctor Li, this is my student, his name is Hu Qingyuan; this is my classmate, Song Yi." Fang Ziye walked toward the doorway, knowing that merely letting Hu Qingyuan deal with Li Mengchao was not enough.

Li Mengchao hurriedly said: "Professor Fang, hello Doctor Hu, hello Teacher Song."

Li Mengchao was unsure of Song Yi's identity and addressed him as Teacher.

Song Yi said: "I only graduated with my doctorate this year; I should be just one or two classes ahead of you. Call me Song Yi or Elder Brother, no need to call me Teacher."

"Doctor Li, it's so late, what are you doing here?" Fang Ziye asked.

Li Mengchao was Professor Xiong Bin's doctoral student from Gastrointestinal Surgery. Although Xiong Bin had previously had a falling out with Fang Ziye, Fang Ziye would not therefore bear a grudge against Li Mengchao.

Li Mengchao said: "Professor Fang, it's like this, my Master told me to……"

Li Mengchao then explained his purpose. His teacher Xiong Bin felt his level of participation within the team was not high enough, so he had called his doctoral student Li Mengchao over to be stationed here.

If he could gain more weight in this project, then in the future his name could appear earlier on published articles, and the value of his team would be even higher.

Li Mengchao had already been here for five days, but had only been wandering on the edges and had not come to report to Fang Ziye.

Now that Fang Ziye was still in the laboratory, Li Mengchao felt that Fang Ziye had not come to find him because he was Professor Fang, while he was only Doctor Li Mengchao; he could not just wait for Professor Fang to single him out……

"No problem at all. Since Professor Xiong Bin has already arranged it, Doctor Li, you can come anytime."

"Professor Xiong should have already filed your registration, right? You have your own ID badge, right?" Fang Ziye asked.

Li Mengchao was a Professional Doctorate, had already returned from overseas, had completed his Follow-up Resident training, and was now a Second-year Doctoral Student about to enter his Third Year; all that remained was writing his Graduation Thesis.

But during his doctorate, if he only wanted to graduate, he just needed to write a good Graduation Thesis and meet the Great Path graduation requirements. However, if he wanted Hospital Retention, he still needed to do more.

Clearly, Li Mengchao was highly regarded by Xiong Bin, so he had been sent here to Gain Seniority.

"I have it! Professor Fang." Li Mengchao lifted his eyelids to look at Fang Ziye, his voice slightly low.

Although in Gastrointestinal Surgery many people called him a genius, Li Mengchao knew that with this genius of his, he currently did not have the qualification to speak face-to-face with Fang Ziye.

Whether it was his technical accumulation or his research accumulation, neither could compare to even the tip of Fang Ziye's iceberg.

So, although Fang Ziye was the same age as him, he still needed to be humble and low-key.

If Fang Ziye's techniques and research foundation were far higher than his own, and he still acted 'arrogant' in front of him, that would not be confidence; that would be ignorance!

Li Mengchao had been here for several days and really felt this place was too idle, so he took the initiative to say: "Professor Fang, it's like this. I have been in the project group for five days already, but I find that the things our Gastrointestinal Surgery can currently do seem very limited."

"I don't know if Professor Fang has other arrangements?"

Fang Ziye, upon hearing this, said with a half-smile: "Doctor Li, not for now. Currently, the scope of the projects we are working on is still limited to inside the spinal cord, and has not yet expanded outward to the Urology Department, Gastrointestinal Surgery, and the local areas of Orthopedics Department."

"The Pathways haven't even been activated yet, so how can we talk about specific functional optimization of local areas?"

"Currently, Urology Department, Orthopedics Department, Hand Surgery, and Gastrointestinal Surgery are all collecting specific data, precisely grasping the evaluation of various functional levels under current Treatment Plans."

Li Mengchao's heart sank a little again, but this was also within his expectations.

Just like how he currently wouldn't pay special attention to a genius Fellow Trainee who was a First Year Graduate Student, in front of Fang Ziye, he was just a junior with a bit of talent.

Li Mengchao then took the initiative to suggest: "Professor Fang, it's like this. Some animal models in our project group, after treatment is completed and followed up for a very long time, will be discarded."

"Can these discarded domestic rabbits be given to our Gastrointestinal Surgery? I want to perform live dissection on them and observe the atrophy of their intestines and muscles related to defecation."

After hearing this, Fang Ziye was slightly doubtful: "Isn't there someone in your Gastrointestinal Surgery doing this kind of data collection?"

Li Mengchao's eyes flashed: "Professor Fang, it is Director Yang's student doing this kind of data collection, but I feel what they collect is too crude."

"And I gave suggestions, but they felt my suggestions were a bit too……"

"So, I just wanted to boldly ask Professor Fang you: can I proactively apply for a small batch of models, open a separate group to conduct data collection? If such data better satisfies the project group?"

Li Mengchao took a deep breath: "I feel they have no need to waste resources."

Fang Ziye and Song Yi exchanged glances upon hearing this, and secretly took a deep breath.

This Li Mengchao was indeed quite bold.

Professor Yang Guoliang was the Director of Gastrointestinal Surgery, while Professor Xiong Bin was merely a Group Leader Professor within the department.

Under such an identity, Li Mengchao actually thought about 'kicking out' Yang Guoliang's students from the team, feeling they were not professional enough.

This either meant his own ability was truly very strong, or his jealousy was very strong.

And clearly, Li Mengchao dared to jump like this; most likely it was the former.

But now, the person who could act as Referee was no longer Professor Xiong Bin, but Fang Ziye, the absolute leader of the project.

Fang Ziye said upon hearing this: "Doctor Li, what if the data you collect is not as good as theirs?"

Li Mengchao, upon hearing this, said with a smile: "Then I'll just follow them to learn?"

"Professor Fang, you may have misunderstood my meaning. My meaning is, if I can collect better data, Professor Fang, you should order them to follow my standards!"

Li Mengchao was very smart and had guts, but did not push things to the absolute limit.

Leaving others a way out was also leaving himself a way out.

"Then you go. I will tell them when the time comes. I will give you one-fifth of the model quantity; you find people to collect data yourself, okay?"

"Moreover, you can also go talk to them yourself about the models from Urology Department and our Orthopedics Department, if you can negotiate it."

"The model quantity you can obtain will be more than those students of Professor Yang." Fang Ziye gave Li Mengchao a suggestion.

As expected, Li Mengchao very smartly understood Fang Ziye's meaning: "Then thank you, Professor Fang, for the authorization."

"Professor Fang, you don't need to tell my Senior Brothers and classmates about the model quantity. I'll go talk to the teachers from Orthopedics Department and Urology Department directly."

Fang Ziye nodded.

That was what he meant.

All the models would be distributed to the people of Orthopedics Department, Urology Department, and Gastrointestinal Surgery.

But actually, the models distributed to all departments could be dissected separately without interfering with each other.

It was only to be more rigorous that they were collected separately.

If Li Mengchao was smart enough, after Fang Ziye said these words, he would no longer think about those models handled by Professor Yang Guoliang's students.

Driving the tiger to devour the wolf shows knowing how to utilize resources.

This relates to one's ability to change thinking, not to other talents.

"Then do you want to come in and sit? Let's have a cup of coffee together?" Fang Ziye invited.

Li Mengchao shook his head and politely refused: "No need, no need, Professor Fang, let me go find Teacher Zhang Ziqian first..."

After Li Mengchao left, Song Yi asked: "Fang Ziye, why don't you just tell Li Mengchao directly? I think, with your current accumulation, you directly snatching people from Professor Xiong Bin would be very competitive."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye shook his head: "Do not do to others what you do not want done to yourself."

"If I gave Li Mengchao a two-way choice question right now, then the current Li Mengchao would be the Fang Ziye of back then."

"The me of back then would choose to stay with my teacher, and Li Mengchao is very likely to choose Professor Xiong Bin just as decisively."

"But actually, after a series of events, my choice hasn't changed, but my position has undergone some slight changes."

"I still follow my teacher, but likewise, I am also a person of the Sanatorium; these two identities do not conflict..."

Hearing this, Song Yi immediately felt he had been deceived; he pointed at Fang Ziye in shock, his tone indignant: "Then why did you give me a choice question?"

"Because Elder Brother, you have your own ambition?" Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

"You and Li Mengchao are different."

Song Yi's anger gradually subsided.

Fang Ziye continued analyzing: "Elder Brother, you came to Han City from Beijing Third Hospital; your relationship with Professor Duan Hong is a master-disciple relationship of three years."

"Professor Duan Hong was not your original supervisor."

"This identity and positioning are different, and your experiences are also different..."

"Everyone, due to differences in personal experience, will make different choices, and their thoughts are not the same, right?"

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he took another deep breath: "If Elder Brother, during your master's studies, your master's supervisor valued your thoughts very much and gave you enough freedom."

"Or if Professor Duan Hong also allowed you to develop your own thoughts and ideas in the research group, would you think about leaving?"

Song Yi fell silent.

Hu Qingyuan, on the other hand, was taking notes attentively on the side, but Hu Qingyuan was not writing with a pen; he, possessing photographic memory, opened a separate memory corner for Fang Ziye's words just now!

Varies from person to person; the label of individualization was taken as a memory anchor.

"Fang Ziye, I thought you were a very pure person, never playing tricks, didn't expect it?" Song Yi laughed helplessly.

Fang Ziye picked up his coffee and signaled Song Yi to clink with him.

Song Yi did as told.

After taking a sip, Fang Ziye said: "Elder Brother, I'll give you the same words I just gave that unnamed big shot."

"Not mythologizing a person and not looking down on a person is the same respect for a person."

"I am just a person; my principle is that as long as one does not adopt excessively excessive means to do something, it is reasonable."

"Under the circumstances at that time, you were willing and it was a quick agreement; if I really didn't give you a choice question, I would instead appear hypocritical."

"In my opinion, Elder Brother, your better place is to come to our side."

"At Professor Duan's place, or say a place like Tongji Hospital, the research atmosphere is indeed good, but there are truly many talents."

"So when there are more alternative options for research ideas, they will weigh the pros and cons and choose a more cost-effective research direction to refine."

"Our team is different."

Song Yi rolled his eyes and directly exposed Fang Ziye's lie that was not a lie: "Your team is different because your skill is profound enough, Fang Ziye; whatever I propose, you can forcibly combine my ideas with your research project."

"You can even pull off inhuman means like fabricating data to create coincidences; what else can't you do?"

Fang Ziye was speechless upon hearing this.

Song Yi continued: "Others may not be clear, but that paper by Professor Han Yuanxiao of your department cannot deceive very professional people."

"The coincidences afterward were ones you gathered together, right?"

"Senior Brother Wu Xuanqi and Senior Brother Long Yuan and them specifically dismantled this matter!"

Fang Ziye then asked: "Song Yi, I now have very sufficient reason to suspect that you are a spy planted by Wu Xuanqi and Teacher Duan Hong beside me."

Song Yi laughed: "Then you're just suspecting? You don't have sufficient reason!"

After Song Yi finished speaking, he lowered his voice again: "Although, forcibly gathering coincidences to save people, this matter itself does not conform to research authenticity."

"But being able to do this is truly heaven-defying; being your teammate is also very satisfying."

"We certainly cannot neglect research integrity, but if we step on a mine, having someone who can cover for us to the maximum extent, even plagiarism might be reversed!"

"With such a big shot, why not hurry to hug his thigh; what else are you thinking about?"

"Fang Ziye, I indeed had some double-dealing intentions before, but I just want to get things done, and I'm not not being human!" (Chapter End)