Chapter 843
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Protagonist:
Fang Ziye
"Teacher Tang, where would I find so much time to handle all that?"
"You know, I'm not just busy because I'm a benchmark — I genuinely have no time to summarize these things."
"You're the professional; you organize a framework first." Fang Ziye said.
Fang Ziye had performed osteotomy corrections long ago; back then his technique wasn't as refined as it is now, so doing this kind of surgery today is just a way to unwind, change of pace.
There's a saying, isn't there? Even fairies can grow tiresome…
Rich feasts every day, and you start craving some simple greens and radishes.
Fang Ziye never expected that just by doing a few osteotomy corrections, he'd be tracked down by Professor Sun from Tongji Hospital.
But Fang Ziye could understand it.
Back when he was at the sanatorium, he cured a stubborn non-union fracture with a puncture technique, and a professor from Hua Shan Hospital's Trauma Surgery Department sought him out at Enshi Yangyuan.
A particularly stunning surgical case is worth top professors in the field going to the root of the matter.
The thirst for knowledge is everyone's instinct.
In front of top-tier professors, there aren't many surgeries or cases left that can shock them, but whenever they encounter one, they definitely want to figure it out completely, so they can advance further themselves.
Tang Sai let out a long sigh: "Ziye, if someone your own age came and said this to me, I'd smack them — even Liu Huanglong, I'd dare spray him with a few choice words."
"Only you, Fang Ziye!"
"You putting on this act in front of me — I'm genuinely convinced, heart and soul."
Tang Sai is a few months older than Liu Huanglong; although Liu Huanglong became a professor early, every time he sees Tang Sai he still has to properly call him "Brother Tang."
How old is Fang Ziye? Not even thirty-two yet.
Saying he has no time.
"Teacher Tang, you're witnessing this!! ~" Fang Ziye's voice was very sincere.
Sincerity is the ultimate killer move; of course, sincerity also hurts the most.
"Alright, alright, alright — Professor Fang Da, your time is precious, Professor Fang, you manage myriad affairs, Professor Fang, what you look down on, I'll treat as treasure. Is that good?" Tang Sai joked, grinning as he picked up this task.
Not giving Fang Ziye any chance to continue.
Because Tang Sai guessed: you can refuse, I'll go ask Professor Du instead.
Tang Sai didn't ask Fang Ziye why he knew this surgery, or how he could do it so well.
Osteotomy correction is part of mangled extremity treatment, and it's a shared condition between Trauma Surgery and Joint Surgery — either specialty operating is fine, there's no strict classification.
"Teacher Tang, as long as you understand me, that's enough."
"Anyway, whatever you ask, I'll answer; if there's nothing else, let's head to the OR — today only three surgeries are scheduled, but once I'm done I have to go straight to the lab."
"The sanatorium side, my wife's side — there's something they need me to help with." Fang Ziye said.
The routine cell line that Luo Tingzhu, Lan Tianluo, and the others developed is about to undergo mutation processing again, but Luo Tingzhu's team isn't sure whether the result will be viable, so Luo Tingzhu had Fang Ziye go take a look.
If this cell line's processing result works out, then this cell line can become Eastern Han's cell line repository.
Not only can they conduct their own research, they can also sell it to earn money.
Luo Tingzhu has been watching this closely — effectively full-time for over a year — plus Jie Han helping with strategy, Lan Tianluo handling data collection; now it's advanced a small step, reaching harvest season.
The three of them could be self-reliant and not let Fang Ziye participate, but at the most critical moment, they wouldn't skip inviting this big-shot Fang Ziye just for the sake of face.
"Oh, good! ~"
"Family matters must be kept stable, otherwise work can't proceed smoothly." Tang Sai immediately nodded, no further explanation.
Luo Tingzhu's native place explained everything.
There's a saying: marry a Sichuan-Chongqing wife, enjoy a life of bad luck — a summary written in blood and tears by who knows how many men.
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"Hey, careful! ~" During the second surgery, Fang Ziye immediately barked a warning.
A few days ago, Tian Yao's incision technique basics improved; Li Nuo, on a whim, let Tian Yao do a surgical field exposure alone, as a small reward for his progress.
But when the incision reached the nerve roots near the spinal cord, Tian Yao nearly scraped the blade tip inside.
If he'd advanced the blade even a bit further, Fang Ziye would be dying to ascend to heaven — the surgery time would likely add over two hours…
Fortunately, Tian Yao's basics are solid enough, and he has absolute control of the scalpel in his hand; it slid past the edge of the nerve root.
Tian Yao, realizing what he'd done, broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly hung the electrocautery in the proper spot: "Master, you'd better take over — I'm still not familiar enough with the deep internal anatomy of the spine!"
"Watching surgery and doing it yourself are still far apart!"
"No worries — Spine Surgery and our Trauma Surgery are originally two different sub-specialties. Don't be nervous! ~"
"I just told you to be careful, I'm not blaming you."
"Since I dared let you lead the opening, it proves you have the capability — you just didn't perform well."
"Calm down for a few days, brush up on basic anatomy, next time I'll let you do it again." After soothing his student, Fang Ziye quickly took the scalpel into his own hand.
Ever since Professor Wang Ou realized Fang Ziye brought him on stage just as a smokescreen, he never came again.
After Professor Wang Ou saw through Fang Ziye's absolute strength, Fang Ziye stopped pretending.
When Li Nuo is here, Li Nuo handles the opening — it's practice.
When Li Nuo isn't here, Fang Ziye opens the spinal cord faster than him.
Of course, once Fang Ziye took the scalpel, Li Nuo's expression immediately turned tense and cautious, as if trying to memorize every tiny maneuver of Fang Ziye's.
Failing to become the second candidate after Fang Ziye who could independently lead spinal cord injury surgery, Li Nuo felt he'd missed a golden opportunity.
Fortunately, the expert Fang Ziye brought out from the sanatorium still cannot operate as lead surgeon alone, so he still has a chance.
"Master Nuo, actually when exposing the spinal cord, there are a few practical little tricks here..." Fang Ziye slowly broke down and explained based on Li Nuo's individual level.
After finishing the operation and explanation, Fang Ziye said again: "Teacher Tang, the techniques you lack to completely expose the bone marrow are actually not basic skills and operation, but some small operative techniques."
"But there's no rush either; osteotomy correction surgery is already very impressive, and spinal cord injury surgery isn't urgent for now either..."
Tang Sai asked with a smile: "No matter how impressive osteotomy correction is, can it compare to spinal cord injury?"
"Total joint reconstruction, is that enough?" Fang Ziye gave Tang Sai a sweet date.
This sweet date was candied, and moreover Fang Ziye handed it over right in front of Tang Sai.
But the bait of this sweet date was still bitten into by Tang Sai in one mouthful: "Teacher Fang, you must teach me! ~"
"I can call Senior Brother Hu Qingyuan."
Whatever face, whatever dignity, whatever integrity — none of it mattered anymore.
Joint Surgery has joint replacement surgery and joint reconstruction surgery, but temporarily still does not have joint reconstruction surgery.
This surgery, just hearing about it makes Tang Sai's blood boil!
Its existence may truly not be less significant than spinal cord injury treatment; on the contrary, it may be another peak of individual operative technique!
Tang Sai had been here a long time and was familiar with everyone in the department, so Qin Geluo made a joke: "Hu Qingyuan, come quickly and manage your wetland."
End of Chapter
