Chapter 799: Medical School Top Student Chapter 796 Hu Qingyuan's Training

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

In the doctor's office of the Trauma Surgery Department at Zhongnan Hospital New Campus, Hu Qingyuan was printing out archived medical records for discharged patients while replying to Lin Fangzhong: "I think it's fine."

"Master hasn't performed spinal cord injury surgery for a long time recently, and I've seen many of the surgeries he's doing lately."

"Even if you give me a chance, I can't get on stage or help much; it's better to use this time to finish the bed management work I should be doing."

Lin Fangzhong asked Hu Qingyuan whether he would feel disappointed if Fang Ziye didn't give him a chance to go on stage.

Hearing Hu Qingyuan's reply, Lin Fangzhong thought carefully, then "stoked the fire" and said: "Hu Qingyuan, although that's what you say."

"But speaking reasonably, if you also spend time practicing your basic skills, you definitely have a chance to participate in the National Graduate Skills Competition."

"That's a great résumé. Hu Qingyuan, during your undergraduate years, you basically won all the awards the school could give, but since you came here, you don't seem particularly outstanding."

"Don't you think my senior brother is taking advantage of you?"

Lin Fangzhong is Fang Ziye's junior fellow trainee; although he and Hu Qingyuan are from the same class year, his 'seniority' is considered higher than Hu Qingyuan's, and he sounded a bit old-fashioned at this moment.

It's normal for fellow disciples to joke around, and Lin Fangzhong also really wanted to know how Hu Qingyuan thought about Fang Ziye's current arrangements.

Hu Qingyuan gave Lin Fangzhong a strange look, touched his chin, and replied with an embarrassed laugh: "Lin Fangzhong, that's how you see me?"

Hearing Hu Qingyuan's somewhat mocking tone, Lin Fangzhong bit his lip and said: "Hu Qingyuan, don't be angry, I'm just chatting with you."

"Look, your teacher has done so many research projects, but your name on them is basically useless, while Senior Brother Fang Ziye dragged you to Enshi for so long last year and didn't give you anything."

"You also missed the Skills Competition; if this is when scholarships are evaluated, won't you have too few chances?"

"Although Senior Brother Fang's own achievements are remarkable, and his status in the hospital is getting higher and higher, especially in research, he has almost firmly held the title of number one."

"But it seems Senior Brother Fang hasn't really helped you out?"

Hearing this, Hu Qingyuan's heart skipped a beat, knowing what Lin Fangzhong might be up to, and replied: "My teacher has his own matters, and my scholarship is my own matter."

"Lin Fangzhong, I think that between any people, even between father and son, the number of times one can lend a hand is relatively limited."

"So this kind of opportunity is extremely precious! It shouldn't be wasted over some small matters."

Hearing this, Lin Fangzhong said again: "But scholarships are the most down-to-earth thing we can get, right?"

University scholarships consider not only achievements but also bonus points for club activities; in the master's stage, it's based on your research output and competition "award certificates," all of which can get comprehensive bonus points.

"Maybe I've won too many times, so I don't feel it anymore." Hu Qingyuan didn't want to argue with Lin Fangzhong.

These words might not be Lin Fangzhong's own thoughts; they could be the unified view of some other people, such as Teacher Deng's new students, Fang Ziye's 'junior fellow trainees.'

Hu Qingyuan added: "With Teacher Yuan leading the team, Lin Fangzhong, you've published quite a few articles last year, right?"

Hearing this, Lin Fangzhong's gaze became slightly reserved: "Master's team has relatively few people, and for now it hasn't had a big communal pot like Senior Brother Fang's team."

"Think about it, how many people basically have their names on the articles Senior Brother Fang publishes?"

"This is actually not good for us small master's students."

"I think..."

While Lin Fangzhong was still saying something, Hu Qingyuan put down the medical record book in his hand, then mysteriously beckoned to Lin Fangzhong.

Hu Qingyuan showed Lin Fangzhong a string of data on his mobile phone; at first glance, he was completely stunned, looking at Hu Qingyuan in disbelief.

Lin Fangzhong was indeed from the same class year as Hu Qingyuan, and Hu Qingyuan was also a top student in that year, but not the kind who was number one in the grade, so Lin Fangzhong didn't particularly understand Hu Qingyuan's full life situation.

So Lin Fangzhong simply didn't know Hu Qingyuan's income level.

"Lin Fangzhong, the purpose of our learning is to make us happier, to make us less ignorant, at least that's what I think." Hu Qingyuan emphasized.

Hu Qingyuan used the most violent, most direct method to make Lin Fangzhong shut up.

Perhaps Lin Fangzhong's 'initiative' this time would bring him a month or even longer of withdrawal, but Hu Qingyuan knew Lin Fangzhong came with a mission.

So, to reply to that group of people, he had to be directly violent.

Lin Fangzhong indeed stopped speaking, his mouth opening and closing uncertainly.

Hu Qingyuan then took a deep breath and said: "Lin Fangzhong, you and Teng Feng, including Gong Luoyuan and them, can all think my teacher is biting the hand that feeds him."

"My teacher would rather favor outsiders, such as the Bone Disease Department professor, than lend a hand to the junior fellow trainees in the department."

"This is the freedom you think it is, and the objective fact in your perspective."

"But if you have opinions, go find my teacher's master yourself, find someone more senior than him to talk about this matter, don't come to me to make a scene."

"Although we are from the same great master's school, being together doesn't mean much."

"I originally thought Lin Fangzhong you would have different ideas from others, but Lin Fangzhong you brought this up, so you must also lean that way in your heart."

"But regarding your words, I still want to say a few things."

"For many of my teacher's junior fellow trainees, what right do they have to demand their senior brother directly give them things?"

"Indirectly what can be given has been given; opening your mouth to demand, do you want to be an academic beggar?"

Teacher Deng and Yuan Weihong's two teams cultivated Fang Ziye, but the research funding, research depth, and various opportunities Fang Ziye gave back are unknown how many times more than what Fang Ziye got back then.

Although multiple returns cannot repay the favor, the principle that giving fish is not as good as teaching to fish—if they can't learn it in the master's and doctoral stages, then such junior fellow trainees might as well not be recognized!

Lin Fangzhong's expression was wonderful for a while: "Hu Qingyuan, isn't this a bit too much?"

Hu Qingyuan said: "Too much? Can a scholar's matter be called stealing?"

"The funding is there, the research direction is there, just go do it."

"Who didn't come this way? Isn't my teacher's article publication tier also very obvious?"

"Do you think I've published fewer articles than you, and my opinion of my teacher must be greater than yours?"

"You're very smart, you tm understand me better than I understand myself, right?"

Lin Fangzhong: "Hu Qingyuan, these words weren't said by me!"

Hu Qingyuan said: "But you brought the message, you chose to be a messenger, so even if I shit in front of you, you have to hold that shit in your mouth and give it back to the other person. Isn't that right?"

"Are you a child or a minor yourself?"

"Big Brother, we're graduate students now, don't you have your own thoughts?"

"If it's not what you said, you say it to my face? If you're gossiping? Don't you understand gossip at all? Then what the hell are you reading books for!"

Hu Qingyuan was very annoyed; he himself wasn't angry about the matter, yet someone actually got angry on his behalf and even came running to his face to stir the pot.

Others didn't know what Fang Ziye had experienced recently, but Hu Qingyuan had guessed a little something.

It wasn't that someone told Hu Qingyuan; it was Hu Qingyuan combining his teacher's previous experiences to make some guesses.

As the saying goes, when things are abnormal, there must be a demon.

This time Fang Ziye temporarily suspending the experiments in the research group had a curious similarity to when Fang Ziye inexplicably left Zhongnan Hospital back then.

At this time, what was most needed was internal unity.

Perhaps someone was working on differentiating Orthopedics Department or Trauma Surgery, but they couldn't move Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong, yet they lit a fire under small Master's Students like Lin Fangzhong.

"Hu Qingyuan, what are you getting angry at me for? I told you, these words weren't said by me."

"I'm just passing on a message." Lin Fangzhong's expression turned ugly, and his breathing began to grow heavy.

Hu Qingyuan tapped the tabletop with his finger and said: "Then you also have to take my original words back? You just don't bring them because they sound too harsh?"

"Then what the hell did you say in the beginning?"

Hu Qingyuan pointed at Lin Fangzhong again: "These words? Are you bringing them or not?"

"I only convey the meaning." Lin Fangzhong took a deep breath and replied.

Hu Qingyuan laughed upon hearing this: "Then it seems that when you were chatting, the content of your speech was even harsher than what you conveyed to me."

"Very interesting, I really am quite curious what you chatted about."

"Lin Fangzhong, if you treat me as a friend, can you let me take a look?"

Lin Fangzhong shook his head: "We chatted at the last gathering, we didn't send messages."

"No, we actually didn't chat about anything. Just casually complained a few words, irrelevant things."

"Hu Qingyuan, you don't need to be so agitated; I asked casually, no one can force you if you're unwilling, you're an adult now."

Lin Fangzhong calmed down; at this moment, he only realized that Hu Qingyuan's behavior just now was the truly "irrational" one, making such a big scene, not knowing what it was for.

But soon, Lin Fangzhong understood Hu Qingyuan's meaning.

Shaoqing Senior Brother didn't know when he had already returned to the department; at this moment he pretended to walk into the office, looking like he had just arrived.

"What are you two doing? Your expressions don't look very good." Shaoqing Senior Brother asked with feigned composure.

"Teacher Sun, Teacher Sun..." Shaoqing Senior Brother was more than seven years older than Hu Qingyuan and the other, so the two addressed him as Teacher.

Hu Qingyuan might have originally wanted to say these words to Shaoqing Senior Brother, which was why he had been arguing before; therefore, after Shaoqing Senior Brother asked, Hu Qingyuan simply made the words clear directly.

Shaoqing Senior Brother's expression grew increasingly ugly as he looked at Lin Fangzhong: "Did you really chat like that?"

Lin Fangzhong's expression actually betrayed him; he nodded.

Shaoqing Senior Brother waved his hand at Hu Qingyuan: "Hu Qingyuan, are the medical records finished on your end?"

"Only the signature is left." Hu Qingyuan said.

"Then take the signature with you!" Shaoqing Senior Brother sent Hu Qingyuan away.

Lin Fangzhong really wanted to give Hu Qingyuan a "don't go" look, but Hu Qingyuan didn't look at him at all; Hu Qingyuan held the medical records and left the Doctor's Office.

After Hu Qingyuan left, Shaoqing Senior Brother said: "Lin Fangzhong..."

"Sun, Teacher Sun, I was wrong, I shouldn't have thought that way, I should have refuted them at the first opportunity." Lin Fangzhong apologized immediately.

This time he said these words to Hu Qingyuan to probe Hu Qingyuan, because he also had such thoughts; otherwise, he would only have told Hu Qingyuan who was whispering about Fang Ziye behind his back, instead of also asking Hu Qingyuan if he had any opinion on Fang Ziye.

And it was all under the pretense of being good to Hu Qingyuan.

Shaoqing Senior Brother had already closed the door at this moment; he shook his head and said meaningfully: "Actually, your thoughts aren't wrong; if a person doesn't act for themselves, heaven and earth will destroy them!"

"But, if you can recognize your methods and thoughts, then you must also accept that if Fang Ziye finds out about this matter, to ensure his own safety..."

"... then he will find a way to cut you out."

"So, you must pray that from now on you don't make mistakes, especially not principled mistakes."

"After all, if a person doesn't act for themselves, heaven and earth will destroy them, right?"

Lin Fangzhong's face turned deathly white immediately, panicked and uneasy, his voice tense: "Teacher Sun, you have to believe me, I will never dare again next time."

"I really was wrong!" Lin Fangzhong seemed as if he would cry at any moment.

Shaoqing Senior Brother patted his shoulder and rolled his eyes unhappily: "How can you be such a coward? No wonder you were turned by such idle gossip; you simply don't have your own independent worldview."

"Can Fang Ziye shave off your student status? Is he that powerful? Are the school and hospital Fang Ziye's puppets?"

"Why would Fang Ziye cut you out? Just because you think he's unfair? Just because you think he's a bit of a traitor?"

"Fang Ziye is so domineering; you think about it, you chat a bit, and he'll have you 'killed'? Then how many people would he have to kill in a day!"

"Can't you be less naive? Use your own brain, think about your own thoughts, your own choices, the things you encounter, the words you hear."

"Think it over more, from various angles."

"Letting you read books isn't just to make you remember some knowledge, but to make you, when facing anything, be able to change angles and think more..."

Lin Fangzhong nodded upon hearing this.

Shaoqing Senior Brother then said: "So now, do you think thinking that way is right or wrong?"

Lin Fangzhong shook his head upon hearing this: "I was wrong, Teacher Sun."

"Coward!" Shaoqing Senior Brother rolled his eyes at Lin Fangzhong.

Then, taking a deep breath: "If I were you, I would just run straight to Fang Ziye's face and loudly tell him, Senior Brother Fang, you're willing to give others opportunities, I am your Fellow Trainee, why aren't you willing to give me an opportunity?"

"Saying such words, will your tongue break or what?"

"If I had such a Senior Brother back then, I'd definitely follow him every day until he was willing to give me an opportunity."

"Is a concept and an idea, in your case, simply black and white?"

"Like you now, such a great opportunity just hangs there for nothing, what are you waiting for? Waiting for Fang Ziye to kneel before you and say, Lin Fangzhong Grandpa, please help me, without your Lin Fangzhong, my research project cannot proceed?" "You take the initiative to say what you can do, what you cannot do, but what you can learn, and you can even have Ziye Senior Brother point out a breakthrough point for you to intervene in the project."

"Between you and Fang Ziye there exists a natural medium, you are fellow disciple relations!"

"Those junior trainees behind me, how exactly were you taught?" Sun Shaoqing rolled his eyes.

……

Evening, six forty-three.

Fang Ziye went directly from the operating room to the ward, and after pushing open the door, discovered Hu Qingyuan was indeed in the Director's Office reading literature and checking resources.

Hu Qingyuan is a Professional Master's Student, needs to stand the ordinary shift in the ward, and also needs to take the Emergency Surgery Shift, exactly the same as Fang Ziye back then.

Today is the day Hu Qingyuan is on duty!

Days grow longer, now past six it is not yet dark, only the sun no longer hangs suspended.

"Master, want some tea?" Hu Qingyuan asked.

Fang Ziye seriously glanced at Hu Qingyuan's notes, found every place very serious, then in his heart slightly eased and asked: "Qingyuan, today I praised Dai Zhusheng in front of so many people, what did you think in your heart?"

Hu Qingyuan still made tea for Fang Ziye, while turning sideways and replying: "At first I felt, am I not careful myself? Later confirmed indeed I myself did not discover finely enough."

"Brother Dai's talent is indeed not bad. But later thinking again, seemed to feel it was not interesting either, I don't know such a mindset is too steady or too arrogant……"

Dai Zhusheng and Hu Qingyuan are also of the same class.

"If you signed up, you definitely could go compete, would you think about participating in this kind of competition?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Occasionally I would, but also feel it wastes and delays time."

"If just for the prize money from the competition, spending time training, the cost-effectiveness is actually not high."

"If just for honor, I feel, rather than directly going all out with the national Big Brother in the Young Physician Skill Competition." Hu Qingyuan's tone was somewhat struggling.

Because his current selectivity is too many, and his own "funds" are too sufficient, so instead he does not have too many crude private desires as motivation.

Fang Ziye said: "But Hu Qingyuan, to be safe, we still need to participate in more social activities, leave some real traces."

"You suddenly leap and fly up, even if there is no yellow mud in your crotch, it will all be treated as shit. You understand my meaning, right? Someone will question you."

Fang Ziye himself was "cheat-using", so Fang Ziye knows how to leave traces step by step, making people not dare to doubt you.

But if you have not left traces, from the start directly breaking the rules again and again, won't others ask if you used some social connections?

"Master, but, I am only first-year graduate this year, indeed there are no suitable social activities to participate in?" Hu Qingyuan pushed the teacup toward Fang Ziye.

Hu Qingyuan is just awkward here!

Talent is good after all, but he is just too young, to the extent he has no opportunity to show himself.

Because he is still in the accumulation stage, the strength level he has now, compared with mature doctors, is not worth mentioning.

But Hu Qingyuan compared with peers his age, even compared with many mature doctors when they were his age, is much more excellent.

But, people who have already walked this road looking back, may not necessarily remember what they were like back then.

"Then? Do you really think I am delaying you?"

"For example scholarships and such." Fang Ziye asked.

Lin Fangzhong they said with intent, Fang Ziye also cared about this matter.

Fang Ziye is being a Supervisor for the first time, has no prior experience to reference, but back then he himself wanted to win scholarships, Hu Qingyuan's current number of articles indeed is not enough.

His participation weight in many projects is not high enough, if just a name on it, also cannot get especially good research rewards with caa.

Otherwise, the gold content of being a name on it would be too high.

Hu Qingyuan shook his head and replied: "Master, of course not, if I wanted to publish articles, the workload I did in Enshi is enough to publish a seven or eight point original article."

"But the project is not finished, just publishing partial parts, the meaning is not considered great."

"And the value of a brand new miRNA exclusively belonging to osteosarcoma has very high gold content, possibly able to redefine the diagnosis of bone tumors."

"This project is worth doing well……"

Hu Qingyuan first listed reality, then said: "Master, besides, even if I really did nothing, you just treat me as having done it, give me something, where is it that Lin Fangzhong they can match?"

"I already have the best resources, better leave them more opportunities……"

Hu Qingyuan's current mindset is somewhat similar to the famously online 'not taking' the lowest layer resources theory.

People from well-off families, absolutely do not think about squeezing that meager residual resource in the trash can, that is left for some people's last survival line.

For Hu Qingyuan, he has money, can also get not a little research bonus, has projects to do, just lacks phased results as incentive, but the future is boundless.

Under such circumstances, Hu Qingyuan only needs to not envy, and maintain his own mindset well.

"We can think this way, but cannot do things and be a person with a lofty mindset."

"The current you, the reason I no longer suggest you apply for school-level and city-level projects is because our project group does not need this funding support."

"But many project groups still need it, many other people still need it."

"You do not need a school-level and city-level project to add thickness to your resume, but definitely there are other people who need it."

Fang Ziye said to this, narrowed his eyes: "Back then it was truly needed, one hundred thousand yuan for us……"

Actually that city-level project completion was not long ago, Fang Ziye still remembers it fresh.

Although it was only one hundred thousand yuan, but this one hundred thousand yuan, for Fang Ziye back then, was truly sending charcoal in the snow.

Hu Qingyuan knows, some famous professors' project funds are generally several hundred thousand, more possibly two or three million.

Most Little Mentors, the research funds they can dispose of are basically only one or two hundred thousand.

Even some Supervisors, the project funds they apply for are all used to purchase the next project, they themselves also pay some money to buy data, buy articles, then buy projects……

The students they take in, not only have no freely disposable project funds, but also have to work for the project group, this is truly the "research ox and horse"!

Like my own teacher, I myself am the first student, basically can achieve fund freedom, looking across the whole country it is rare.

Hu Qingyuan thought for a while, said: "Master, actually I am now slightly a little bit lost."

"That is to say, if I keep doing clinical work, I must give up research, if I keep doing research, then I cannot focus on clinical work, and also cannot help Master you early enough!"

"Research will definitely drag down my clinical progress."

"Master, how did you balance your time back then?"

"Just grinding it out?"

Fang Ziye thought to himself: Grinding it out for years is useless; it only works once you open it up. Your master Fang Ziye knows nothing about balance? It's all just adding points.

But he still had to answer Hu Qingyuan's question: "Master ground it out back then, and for a long time, with no one to guide him, just relying on mechanical repetition."

"But Qingyuan, you're different."

"What I mean is, you still need to carve out a little time to do research, do your own thing, and not let these skills go completely to waste."

"Otherwise, a long time from now, when you start again, you'll find it hard to pick up."

"Keep doing it, even without progress, and you can maintain your hand feel."

"Clinical operation training is your current core task, focusing on clinical operation training."

"That project, push it forward over five years; never think you can finish it in a short time," Fang Ziye said.

Lan Tianluo had already thrown millions into the new mirna project in the early stage; it really couldn't be done in a year or two, even if Fang Ziye himself took personal action, he might only have a chance to produce it within a year.

But for this, the cost would be that Fang Ziye had to be fully detached from his duties.

This project had far-reaching influence, but did not directly affect clinical work, so investing so much time in it actually lacked cost-effectiveness.

Fang Ziye had already perfected the ideas and so on; others just needed to repeat them.

And things like the spinal cord injury project couldn't progress without Fang Ziye.

Compared like this, Fang Ziye naturally knew which aspect to invest his time in.

This wasn't more efficient; it was just what should be done.

"Master, are you sure I can completely not want to? I'm young after all..." Hu Qingyuan bit his lower lip and said with a smile.

These words were too true.

How old was Hu Qingyuan? He had always been showing off, and suddenly there was a year when he couldn't show off anymore.

Although it wasn't particularly painful, and he didn't even become autistic, it was still a gap experience.

And all of this was actually what Fang Ziye 'originally wanted to do'; now that the goal was achieved, Hu Qingyuan had experienced a sense of loss.

So what to do next was naturally to rebuild Hu Qingyuan's confidence: "Hu Qingyuan, how about this, you first go follow Lan Tianluo full-time to prepare for this year's Province Youth Physician Skills Competition."

"Let's set a small goal first, win a Third Prize."

"Winning a Third Prize back as a Master's First Year student will definitely make others furious! ~"

"This year it should be in Chi City, at the end of June, more than three months from now."

Hu Qingyuan heard this, his eyes flashed: "Master, that's good, but I'm a bit greedy for the experience in the animal laboratory; how should I handle this?"

Fang Ziye rolled his eyes and stood up unhappily: "How to handle it? Then don't do it."

"Who are you? You want this, and you want that."

"I also want to work four days and rest three, and I hope one surgery only takes five minutes to finish!"

"Just do whatever you want?"

Ideas that can be achieved can certainly be worked toward, but this kind of unrealistic wanting everything is just being unreasonable.

"Then I'll go follow Senior Brother Lan Tianluo, continue to work hard to make up for my clinical operation basic skills, and strive to reach the level where I can suture nerves before the competition," Hu Qingyuan said.

Fang Ziye rolled his eyes again; "Then you'll need to buy a few more pieces of tofu."

"That level, even Lan Tianluo currently only barely reaches it; if you reach it now, I'm afraid he'll just run into a wall."

"You prepare some tofu to cushion..."

For hand surgery, being able to complete nerve suture is already a relatively high level in Entering the Hall; being able to complete fine blood vessel suture is already at the Entering the Hall level, and also the level Lan Tianluo is at.

Hu Qingyuan 'Sudden Realization': "Oh, okay, okay! Master is very experienced, I have to remember it! ~"

Hu Qingyuan knew how to get along with people; he knew when to make what kind of appropriate joke.

Compared with Hu Qingyuan, Fang Ziye, this sensible monitor, was simply a rookie; Fang Ziye only just now realized that Hu Qingyuan was flattering himself, talking about his own past!

Listening to Hu Qingyuan's serious flattery, Fang Ziye narrowed his eyes: "Hu Qingyuan, how do you manage to flatter yourself so completely? No ps traces?"

Hu Qingyuan's ability in informed consent was very impressive, earning Lan Tianluo's recognition, even worship.

Now Fang Ziye could be sure that Lan Tianluo had definitely been harmed by Hu Qingyuan in some way, and even Lan Tianluo himself hadn't realized it.

"How to say, how to think, how to do it." Hu Qingyuan said very straightforwardly.

"Just like, just now what I told Master, is what I want to do."

"Later I remembered, Master you also did it back then." Hu Qingyuan also thoughtfully gave Fang Ziye an example.

"But what if you didn't remember? What would you say?" Fang Ziye asked further.

Hu Qingyuan said: "If I didn't remember, then I wouldn't say it, right."

"But basically there's nothing I can't remember."

Hu Qingyuan had absolute confidence in his memory.

Fang Ziye continued to ask: "But what if? You remembered it in advance?"

"Then aren't you still deliberately designing questions for the answer?"

Hu Qingyuan heard this and felt strange: "Master, when designing questions, aren't they derived backward from the reference answer?"

Hu Qingyuan continued: "And, Master, if your memory is more detailed, you should know that when you won the Special Prize, you didn't need to reach the perverted level of being able to suture nerves."

"I'm setting a small goal for myself."

"Only if the goal is set high enough can one possibly surpass the blue."

"Sigh, I'm tied up by this sentence; Master you've set the bar so high, proverbs harm people."

Unknowingly, Hu Qingyuan patted Fang Ziye's buttocks again, and Fang Ziye could only react belatedly. (Chapter End)