Chapter 873

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

Jie Han and Lan Tianluo were no longer those pure rookies from before; after each experiencing the Chief Resident's tempering, they had long since matured.

Whether in mindset or technique, they could both hold their own independently.

Admittedly, at present Jie Han still could not independently complete ultra-high-end surgeries like spinal cord injury due to limited operative capability, but for functional reconstruction and functional restoration surgeries — which he had encountered earlier — because his learning duration was comparable to others', his proficiency would make anyone at any national academic conference address him properly as Professor Jie Han.

The situation had reversed; the current Fang Ziye was just like Professor Deng Yong back in those years — the team's Big Brother, the Ward Director, able to run a "one-man show," while the two of them, as Associate Professors, had the right to "revise" Fang Ziye's decisions!

"Are you that averse to this disease type?" Fang Ziye's expression was calm, without anger; instead, he was smiling faintly.

The team had quite a few people; it could be called the most top-tier team configuration.

Professor Tang Sai oversaw everything under Fang Ziye's "leisurely" circumstances, serving as the team's reserve technical backbone; Li Nuo, Deputy Chief Physician Qin Geluo, and Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan filled gaps; and Lan Tianluo and Jie Han, the two Attending Physicians and Associate Professors, also managed clinical project progress.

Further down, Attending Physician and Associate Professor Song Yi headed basic research, leading the basic research group together with Li Yuanpei.

Below them were "geniuses" like Hu Qingyuan and Li Qixi doing the actual work; such a team structure was far more formidable than Deng Yong's back then.

Very early on, Deng Yong's clinical group consisted only of Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan and Attending Physician Yuan Weihong; the basic research group had at most one more Associate Professor from another surgical department; even that structure was already considered high-end within Zhongnan Hospital.

But Fang Ziye's current setup rivaled Professor Duan Hong's team at Tongji Hospital in luxury, even slightly surpassing it.

In research and clinical fields, capability reigns supreme.

Of course, this capability supremacy is naturally absolute strength supremacy; if one only has a little ability, half a bucket of water clanging there, no one cares about you.

But if you have genuine strength, absolutely hardcore research output, even super hardcore connections will avoid you.

Mainly because there's no need to clash with you; even if these people want to use "connections," they won't clash with someone like you.

Because truly hardcore researchers represent a hospital, a university, even a nation's research community competing with all peers worldwide; such talent is extremely scarce, and any university with a bit of ambition will protect such people thoroughly...

"Brother, it's not aversion to the disease type, it's the patient population?"

"Senior Brother, just tell me — during our project period, conservatively estimated, how many children will we send off? At least seventy or eighty, right?" Jie Han counted on his fingers.

"This isn't seven or eight, it's seventy or eighty."

"Senior Brother, you say we're not Tumor Department, not Pediatrics, why go stirring up this kind of trouble?"

"The project's done, we can't turn a blind eye, nor can we not look..."

"My psychology isn't twisted; if you, Senior Brother, insist on doing this project, I'll apply for recusal in advance."

Lan Tianluo also sighed and said: "I reckon Liao Jia and Brother Nie don't care about this stuff, but I can't bear to watch such scenes; I'll also apply for recusal in advance."

Hearing both Jie Han and Lan Tianluo say this, Fang Ziye became conflicted too, and joked: "This is concealing illness and avoiding treatment, isn't it?"

"In the joke's phrasing: you want no poor people within thirty li, your method is to drive all the poor away — treating symptoms, not root cause, right?"

Lan Tianluo said: "Senior Brother, I know it's treating symptoms not root cause, but I was never a pediatrician or an oncologist to begin with; these things have 'noble-minded' people to do them, I'm just a vulgar person, I can't do it."

Lan Tianluo's current thinking was similar to Fang Ziye's back then.

The microcirculation instrument's original R&D intent was only for limb salvage surgery; as for how much benefit it had for organ transplantation, Fang Ziye didn't care at all, didn't participate.

Wouldn't participate even if beaten to death.

Back then Fang Ziye also didn't need to improve organ transplantation to boost his academic and professional standing, so he just stubbornly persisted.

But at this moment Fang Ziye felt a kind of: I can be stubborn, but when others are stubborn, I also find you annoying — a reality boomerang.

"Then let's shelve this project for now; actually I'm also curious about the initiating cause of rapid progression in pediatric tumors." Fang Ziye also went with the flow.

Just then, a knock sounded from outside the door.

After Jie Han pressed the remote switch, the not-good-looking Liu Huanglong walked in from outside, holding two bottles of wine and a bucket of packed little crayfish.

"Yo, already drinking?"

"Then I've come at just the right time..." Professor Liu Huanglong very proactively squeezed his way in.

"Teacher Liu, Teacher Liu." Jie Han, Lan Tianluo, Fang Ziye and the others hurriedly helped enthusiastically.

Liu Huanglong said: "After rushing home, I found the meal wasn't ready yet; my wife took our son to her parents' place. Heard you have a private tea room here, so I came over to join you for a round..."

"Want to have a round together?"

Liu Huanglong was no longer that "genius Deputy Chief Physician," the number one in neurological treatment below Chief Physician; at the age of no confusion, he was already one of the nation's most renowned neurological treatment big shots, now also serving as Vice Chairman of the Hubei Hand Surgery Association and Vice Chairman of the National Hand Surgery Association — equivalent to replacing Fang Ziye's position.

Life was lived quite comfortably!

Fang Ziye glanced at Lan Tianluo: "Tianluo, who's on second-line duty today?"

First-line duty is the Chief Resident; the Chief Resident is the newly promoted Maobi, from Professor Dai's side at Magic Capital's Ninth Hospital — the outsider who took down Feng Junfeng.

The Chief Resident is the ward's first-line duty; second-line duty is the Attending Physicians.

Currently rotated among Jie Han, Lan Tianluo, and Song Yi — three people.

"It happens to be Elder Brother Yi's second-line duty, Senior Brother, we can get it going." Jie Han said.

"Not on duty, perfect, let's do it do it do it..." Liu Huanglong hurriedly rallied.

Fang Ziye and Jie Han each sent a message to Luo Tingzhu and Huang Shan; the two arrived shortly after.

Alcohol could be skipped, but the plump little crayfish of early summer couldn't be missed.

Liu Huanglong was lavish; he bought a huge amount of crayfish — not the braised crayfish sold by weight, but spicy crayfish and oil-blasted prawns, over three hundred in total; if not for Liu Huanglong's sturdy build, he might not have been able to carry them all in one trip...

Wearing gloves, Fang Ziye laughed mid-meal: "Teacher Liu, if there's such a good thing next time, remember to notify us to come down and help."

"That's at least sixty or seventy jin..."

"Eat eat eat..."

Liu Huanglong then asked: "Two female colleagues, if you've eaten your fill, could you step away? I want to light a cigarette."

Jie Han immediately took off his mask, lit one for Liu Huanglong, then lit one for his own mouth.

Jie Han originally did not smoke, but during his time as Chief Resident, he really could not withstand the pressure and got into the habit. The current Jie Han is the "Subordinate" that many Superiors in the Department love more.

Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo both do not smoke, so they lost a lot of time interacting with them.

Luo Tingzhu and Huang Shan were both already full to begin with; coming over was just to taste the flavor. After each person ate about thirty, their stomachs were all stuffed.

Luo Tingzhu then said: "Huang Shan, let's go. Take me to see the poetry you wrote, and teach me while you're at it."