Chapter 819

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

May 26th, just an ordinary Monday!

It was also the last Monday of May; Han City sweltered in scorching heat, invading everything around.

Fang Ziye rushed from the parking lot to the ward in the morning, and a layer of cold sweat had soaked through his back.

The new campus parking lot still had spaces, but the parking spots were getting farther and farther from the department direction.

Even Fang Ziye couldn't have a dedicated parking space.

Fang Ziye didn't go to the Inpatient General Office, but went straight to the Director's Office!

In the office, Hu Qingyuan and Lan Tianluo stood facing each other, watching Jie Han fiddle with the computer.

Fang Ziye's fellow trainee Jie Han had come specially from the main campus!

Hearing the door push open, Jie Han said: "Senior Brother, Tianluo and I have already verified many times; the corresponding data for the spinal cord injury functional reconstruction case reports has been collected completely."

"The submission format has also been adjusted; should we send it out now?"

Fang Ziye nodded, replying: "You and Tianluo have both verified many times, and I've read it twice too; no need to struggle anymore, right?"

"Just click send."

"Wait, let me check the author order one more time, don't mess it up, or the other professors will have opinions!" Fang Ziye changed his mind halfway.

Jie Han swiveled the computer around.

After Fang Ziye confirmed he was only the co-corresponding author, and the order of the other co-corresponding authors and first author wasn't messed up, he then pulled the article content down to the contribution section.

Seeing his and Liao Jia's contributions clearly stated, he nodded lightly: "Good, that's it."

"The key and soul of this project are me and Teacher Liao; although Liao Jia looks indifferent to fame and fortune, we can't think that way."

Hearing this, Lan Tianluo and Jie Han nodded simultaneously.

Hu Qingyuan said: "Before I didn't feel it too much, but during the period Teacher Liao was away, Shang Kunpeng Big Brother's capability wasn't bad either, but compared to Teacher Liao, there's at least a whole tier of difference!"

"The position Teacher Liao holds now, no one can replace! ~"

After Hu Qingyuan finished speaking, Fang Ziye and the other two looked toward Jie Han's direction simultaneously.

The reason Liao Jia's capability is so special is that his ability was obtained through "mutation"; he forged a path that no one can replicate.

Jie Han said: "I can't do it either, Senior Brother, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Then I'll click submit."

"Just don't know if JAMA's sub-journal will give face; after all, it's just a case report!"

Fang Ziye laughed lightly: "My meaning is, Jie Han, if you can break through, then your position will also become irreplaceable."

Hearing this, Jie Han sighed lightly: "What use is that?"

"But Senior Brother, I recently discovered a very weird thing, and I don't know how to tell you."

After watching Jie Han click submit, Fang Ziye started opening the hot dry noodles, stirring as he said: "Just say it directly, use your mouth to say it, I don't understand mute language."

"You can't possibly say it in Korean, right?"

Jie Han said: "Senior Brother Li Yuanpei, he's contacted a lot of people recently! ~"

Fang Ziye nodded: "Mm, I know; him contacting people was at my instruction."

Fang Ziye didn't find it strange.

Fang Ziye needs people; manpower in the team is limited, and under the circumstances where even all of Trauma Surgery plus Orthopedics Department people aren't enough to arrange, Fang Ziye can only seek externally.

Jie Han said: "But among these people, there are also many Academicians."

"If it were you, Senior Brother, personally going, I'd think it possible to get Academicians' replies."

"But Senior Brother Li Yuanpei contacting them himself, I can't figure out how he managed to gather these Academicians."

"Tianluo, can you do it?"

Lan Tianluo was speechless upon hearing this.

Jie Han looked at Hu Qingyuan.

Hu Qingyuan hurriedly shook his head: "Fellow Trainee Jie Han, I can't do it either!"

In front of Fang Ziye, Hu Qingyuan would call Lan Tianluo and Jie Han Fellow Trainee; if Fang Ziye wasn't present, Hu Qingyuan more often addressed them as Senior Brother.

All told, Lan Tianluo was only one year older than Hu Qingyuan, and Jie Han was four years older than him.

"Teacher Deng Yong has been smiling so much every day his mouth won't close."

After Jie Han finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes recalling past romance: "If Teacher Deng could have seen through all this years ago, that would be too horrifying."

"Just, besides that, I can't find any other reason……"

"After all, Senior Brother Li Yuanpei in your class, although somewhat excellent, compared to you and Senior Brother Xiong Jinhuan, is still slightly inferior."

"And before Senior Brother Li Yuanpei, there were some other senior brothers, and we never saw Teacher Deng Yong this protective."

If it were before, Fang Ziye would have no way to answer Jie Han's question.

But now, understanding Deng Yong more transparently, Fang Ziye said: "Li Yuanpei is Deng Yong's true closing disciple; he should have now learned Teacher Deng's true transmission!"

"But whether he can surpass the master, that's temporarily unknown."

Fang Ziye has some understanding of Deng Yong's rise history.

Can't say it's the proper path, can't say it's the crooked path either.

Jie Han's eyeballs darted: "Could it be that some rumors about Teacher Deng in the department are all true?"

"Before, Teacher Deng just relied on licking Professor Duan Hong?"

Fang Ziye corrected him: "Sucking up without ability — that's what's called sucking up; getting close and making a leap forward — that's called learning!"

"You just tell me — is my Master's professional skill formidable or not."

"Even if he hasn't taken that step, his professional ability ranks among the very best in the professor pile……"

Learning, as long as you don't go down crooked ways to harm others, is all legitimate.

Sucking up to teachers, sucking up to classmates, sucking up to friends to get learning opportunities — does that count as crooked ways?

If so, there isn't a single person in this world who can receive a master's true transmission!

Putting on airs of arrogance with your teacher — why would he teach you real skills?

Jie Han fell silent upon hearing this.

The topic seemed to be veering in the wrong direction; sensible Hu Qingyuan immediately cut in: "Master, wasn't it said that foreign professors are all pretty direct?"

"Why is this Ryan professor so polite this time?"

"In his words and between the lines, there's also a lot of human relations and social graces. Just short of blowing you up to the heavens."

Fang Ziye sniffed, and gave no reply.

Lan Tianluo, looking like someone who'd been there, said: "Qingyuan, although I haven't gone abroad yet either, I know that foreigners admire strength even more than domestic people."

"Moreover, the survival and competition rules abroad are even more cruel."

"The words 'the capable rise, the weak get lost' are enacted to perfection. If Senior Brother doesn't have absolute strength to conquer the other side, you'll see their true colors."

Hu Qingyuan had a sudden realization.

"Alright, Jie Han, are you staying here to rest a bit longer, or heading back directly?"

"Once submitted, just waiting for feedback." Fang Ziye asked.

The paper writing work, Fang Ziye naturally had to keep in his own hands; he was the absolute soul core of the research project.

Liao Jia knew Fang Ziye's team Jie Han's paper writing prowess, and certainly wouldn't struggle over whether it was Jie Han's prose.

Others wanting to write the paper, Fang Ziye certainly wouldn't give them the chance. Fang Ziye wasn't so generous as to be modest about a project he himself led!

"I'll wait a bit, Senior Brother; I've come all this way, can't I mooch a meal before going back?"

"I'll wander around here, a change of environment might make my thinking more lively." Jie Han said.

Fang Ziye said: "That works too… but it's deadly hot outside… with your physique, you'll probably be drenched in sweat the moment you step out!"

"Why don't you just stay honestly in the office."

Jie Han went along readily: "Sure thing, Senior Brother."

"Come on, let's go do the handover ward round……"

"……"

Fang Ziye had just stepped out, about to enter the doctor's office, when he heard someone arguing at the nurse station.

"My dad's condition is extremely serious, I'm here to seek treatment, hospitalization still requires waiting this long — what if something happens during this wait?"

"Can you bear the responsibility?"

"Is there any human rights awareness left?" A middle-aged woman slapped the table.

Hu Qingyuan said softly upon hearing this: "Master, every day there are people making a fuss over hospitalization matters."

"Right now our ward's spinal cord injury patients are already queued up to September……"

The on-duty nurse responded calmly: "This family member, calm down a bit — you think any of the patients queuing for beds have conditions that aren't serious?"

"You pick one, you call them!!!!"

"Pick whoever you want, you go persuade them yourself!" "Spinal cord injury doesn't fall under emergency category; this is elective surgery, elective disease type — everyone is waiting."

"As for what happens during the wait, if you're especially worried, there's an ICU downstairs! You go stay there directly, absolutely no major problems will arise!"

The family member was choked up upon hearing this.

"Still want to look? The phone numbers of family members who've queued for appointments are all right here, every single one gets through! ~" The on-duty nurse said.

The family member softened.

How could she truly dare make calls; she just counted on the nurse not daring to spray her; if she called other family members, she'd be cursed bloody with nowhere to argue.

"Nurse, younger sister, please? Let my dad be hospitalized first; he's nearly depressed over his own condition."

"He's such an old age, it's really hard; please help……"

The on-duty nurse said: "That can't be helped; first come, first served. Only first come, first served; if everyone wants special help, it'll be a mess."

"I sympathize with your father's current state, but every patient has it hard!"

"Let me put it this way — this youngster, sixteen, right at high school age, but he dropped out after junior high graduation, and still hasn't had a chance to return to school."

"Is the college entrance exam not important to him?"

"His life is still very long, he's still this small, he hasn't even entered formal life yet; I can't let him jump the queue just for him……"

"Among patients who've booked here, there are children's mothers, children's fathers, mothers' children, fathers' children……"

"Your situation is just you thinking you're special!"

"Of course, besides our hospital, there are many other hospitals you can go to. You have the freedom to choose not to queue."

The woman said: "Where else can you go? Tell me, where can I go? You think I haven't been elsewhere?"

"If I could think of any other way, would I come here to beg you?"

On-duty nurse Chen Yutong fell silent!

"Sorry, I'm responsible for queue appointments; it's my job duty; I can't act on emotion."

"The elective surgery appointment system is our country's statutory system." Chen Yutong said.

"Then do you dare guarantee that all hospitalized patients here came in order?" The woman asked.

"Booked hospitalizations absolutely follow order, without any slip-up."

"Transfer patients get slight priority based on their hospitalization time." Chen Yutong could only give a partial hint.

Now there are only two family members coming for appointments: one is the little boy's family member, the other is the elderly person's family member — that is, the current middle-aged woman!

She gave a relatively faster path; as for whether the other party can operate their way in, that's beyond her control.

If there were more people, she would never say something like this.

……

Fang Ziye didn't go mediate the quarrel; after listening to the argument, he rubbed his face.

The AI-integrated spinal puncture positioning device must be developed as soon as possible; otherwise, no one can take over his work right now, and spinal cord injury patients will just keep piling up!

If a surgical technique is developed but only one individual can perform it, then that technique's development is a failure.

Surgery must truly benefit patients to be a true technique; otherwise it's just an individual's showing-off limit operation!

But this needs time.

For an instrument to reach Level 5 or above puncture technique standards truly requires a very long development time.

At least two years minimum.

Otherwise, it would be an insult to the Level 5 National Treasure Doctor 'Incredible Realm'!

Even two years might not be enough.

……

"Hopefully after this case report gets published, it can attract a batch of peers excellent at puncture technique to come exchange ideas! ~" Fang Ziye said softly.

Hu Qingyuan was right at Fang Ziye's side, saying in a low voice: "Master, sorry, it's our fault for being unworthy! ~ Capability too poor."

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Not so; that level is attainable by chance, not by seeking."

"The techniques we currently master place too demanding requirements on the surgeon. They're not yet mature techniques."

"Right now they're only at the stage where we can use them, but cannot promote them!"

"……"

May 28, JAMA Neurology Editorial Department.

JAMA Neurology is an international authoritative journal in clinical neurology published by the American Medical Association!

Avery is a professional editor at the editorial department, receiving countless submissions every day.

JAMA Neurology's IF (Impact Factor) is as high as 20+, the kind all neurology-related experts and scholars sharpen their heads wanting to publish in.

So the papers he reads every day are of uneven quality!

"Shit! How did this garbage-type manuscript, a case report, get into my inbox and insult my home turf?"

"If it weren't for having to maintain professional standards, I wouldn't even give you ten seconds."

"You'd better hope your abstract can move me." Avery held his coffee and started cursing.

The magazine editorial department isn't that high-end either; actually there are many in-house editors too.

Someone behind said: "Another case report submission? Didn't we clearly say we don't accept case reports?"

After Avery opened the page, he suddenly said: "Nonono! I just noticed now, the submitter is a Starred Author I commissioned before! ~"

"Wait, I need to recall."

"Eastern Han person, fang?!"

"Huh? Brol, come look, am I seeing things???"

"How could this kind of thing appear?" Avery said.

"What?" Brol swiveled his chair with interest, then pushed up his glasses.

"This technique should be a self-named surgical technique, but this word — if I haven't misunderstood — should be spinal cord injury, complete paralysis patients' functional re-rehabilitation? Manufacturing?"

"What the hell?" Brol was also stunned.

But obviously, this thing grabbed their eyeballs at first glance.

Spinal cord injury, complete paralysis patients — these two labels maxed out the incurable disease factor!

As clinical neurology editors, they naturally know about spinal cord injury.

But even the most advanced spinal cord paralysis treatment prerequisites are patients with partial function, not complete paralysis patients!

This clinical case isn't amplifying function, but rather?

An hour later, the two read through the paper details very meticulously.

Then they looked at each other; Brol said: "Avery, if it weren't for the Starred Author in your inbox, I can be certain the other party is fabricating data."

Colleague Lina printed out a pile of tables right now, all about fangzy Han City University Affiliated Zhongnan Hospital as Corresponding Unit: "Avery, Professor Fang could never fabricate data!"

"He's published many papers before, look!"

"There's our JAMA Main Journal, Nature, and CAA's clinical research!"

"These papers all seem to be groundbreaking."

"In my inbox too, this Professor Fang is a Starred Author; I once commissioned him but he politely declined."

"Perhaps this time's research project happens to be neuro-clinical related, and he remembered our commission, so submitted to us."

"We should treat this cautiously; if this project is real, even Nature cannot fully measure its research significance — it's what brought glory to Nature!"

"Should we report up to the Main Editorial Department?" Brol suddenly suggested.

Avery and Lina thought a moment, both nodded: "Report to the Chief Editor first; this project is too special, too important; this author is also the fastest-rising scholar in the surgical field in recent years, bar none……"

"Currently Professor Fang has already joined the ranks of quite well-known scholars worldwide."

……

Two days later, JAMA Editorial Department decided to personally set off for Eastern Han's Han City.

Clinical functional reconstruction of complete paralysis spinal cord injury patients — this project is too special, special enough that without personally witnessing the whole process, they dare not easily agree to publish or reject!

Even if it's fake, they must hold onto a sliver of hope that it might be true.

If it's true, then the whole world will boil and go crazy for it.

The era of spinal cord paralysis is about to turn a new page; from today on, the term "spinal cord paralysis" may no longer exist.

One day, it will be like "smallpox," existing in the history of Surgical Glove...

Becoming one of the Key Nodes of history is the opening of a certain emerging research.

Fang Ziye doesn't know all this; he just continues doing his own things step by step.

Moreover, Fang Ziye is quite Busy!

He is busy leading the Department's "Teletubbies"... (Chapter End)