Chapter 97: Four Joys Arrive at Once (Second Update, Asking for Subscriptions)

The video had been sped up, playing at four times speed. And it had also been edited.

Roughly two minutes later, it finished playing.

And in those two minutes, everyone cast their gazes toward the direction Fang Ziye was in, shock mixed with a hint of wariness in their eyes.

Those eyes and pupils seemed to say, what the hell kind of people are in our cohort? How can they be this strong?

However, because their education had reached this stage, and they had learned quite a lot of knowledge, they more or less possessed some basic decorum, so they did not spew vulgar abuse like vegetable market aunties.

Professor Du Xinzhan continued, "Here, I also want to clarify one point for all candidates. That is, after the research publication catalog retrieval for students Xue Ruiqi and Zhou Vassal was completed, our PhD assessment team randomly selected two students to re-conduct the SCI retrieval with us, and the final results are all in the SCI database, verifiable through repeat searches."

"Additionally, student Fang Ziye's professional operation assessment was completed under the witness of the other twenty-two students participating in the same batch of the professional operation special plan assessment; whether there was any favoritism or fraud in the operation process, and whether it was open and transparent, all have signatures as proof."

"However, I must still state here that our hospital very much welcomes such outstanding students. If any candidates also feel they can pass these two special plans, they can still unilaterally contact our department's teaching director before March of next year."

"That is Associate Professor Tang Sai; we welcome you to come take these two special plans at any time, test upon arrival, admit upon passing."

"Even if you miss this window, our hospital can still go through next year's special plan, just without the 'admit upon passing' feature."

"That is all I have to say; I wish all candidates good results."

"This year's PhD application assessment system concludes here; thank you all for your hard work." Du Xinzhan was still polite enough to say a closing line.

But Du Xinzhan had just finished speaking when someone raised a hand, wanting to speak.

Du Xinzhan immediately gestured for them to go ahead.

"Teacher, roughly when will the PhD assessment results come out, when will they be announced?"

Du Xinzhan replied, "Results come out in January; announcement is in late January."

"Today is December 13th; the assessment lasts four days total, but over the coming month, our PhD examiner team will re-review all candidates' exam scores and conduct individual talks with every supervising teacher."

"If we discover any favoritism or fraud, or deliberate targeting, we will not only deal with the candidates but also deal with the examiners; therefore, everyone need not worry about fairness at all."

"Additionally, our re-examination team will conduct multiple investigations and re-reviews on special score values, striving to give the most fair and rigorous scoring for every single score of every candidate."

And when Professor Du Xinzhan said this, not only did some candidates panic, even Tang Sai was slightly flustered.

Is it really appropriate to say this kind of thing in front of these candidates?

What if some people from our own hospital really did manipulate scores, deliberately inflating or suppressing them? Wouldn't that be...

You're saying it right to their faces.

"Alright, the assessment concludes here. Apart from students Fang Ziye, Xue Ruiqi, and Zhou Vassal, all other students may return and await news; we will notify you of specific scores at the first opportunity." Du Xinzhan waved his hand, and Tang Sai and the other staff formed by PhD students began dispersing the crowd.

After everyone dispersed, Professor Du Xinzhan, representing Orthopedics, once again asked Fang Ziye and the others about their supervisor preferences.

Fang Ziye chose Professor Deng Yong of Trauma Surgery, while Xue Ruiqi and Zhou Vassal respectively chose a professor from Joint Surgery and a professor from Bone Disease Department.

Du Xinzhan did not try to persuade them against these choices at all.

Instead, after closing the door, he asked, "Ruiqi, Vassal, you two will be our hospital's people from now on. I hope you can contact your supervisors in advance; if you can come to the hospital early, it will also help with early arrangements for your PhD period."

"Getting in touch won't take up your vacation time."

"Ziye, Vassal, how about the two of you come have a meal with me and Ruiqi?" Du Xinzhan invited.

Xue Ruiqi was no fool; now that Du Xinzhan was the Orthopedics Chief Director holding all the power, and he had gone to Joint Surgery, Professor Du Xinzhan was naturally his first choice.

Zhou Vassal and Fang Ziye glanced at each other and did not decline.

The meal was just a simple meal, and besides Du Xinzhan, even Tang Sai was not invited.

At the dinner, Du Xinzhan asked nothing about professional or research matters; he only asked two questions: "Do you have girlfriends?"

The answer was three single dogs.

Whether it was Fang Ziye or the two research big shots, most of their time was devoted to the lab; a girlfriend could at most count as the opening of a culture dish, pierced in and out countless times by their pipettes, before they could have their current accumulation and achievements.

The second question was whether they had other universities' offers, whether those would be better than Zhongnan Hospital, what their intentions and choices were, and whether they wanted to stay at Zhongnan Hospital for their studies.

To tell the truth, not only was Fang Ziye shocked, Professor Du Xinzhan was also shocked for a moment.

Xue Ruiqi had participated in four universities' application assessment systems, all passed without accident, and all were very welcoming. Zhou Vassal had slightly fewer, only three, but the other several universities all had better platforms than Zhongnan Hospital.

This answer made Du Xinzhan's head start to ache.

Until the dinner ended, Xue Ruiqi and Zhou Vassal, who had many choices, still did not express their stance.

After parting ways, they each returned on the journey back to school.

Xue Ruiqi was from Central South University, Zhou Vassal from Sichuan University West China Hospital; both were extremely awesome universities and platforms.

Fang Ziye did not dare run off; he could only follow Professor Du Xinzhan all the way toward the hospital.

Du Xinzhan looked at his own person and said, "Looks like Professor Deng's choice was indeed correct; for exceptionally outstanding talents, no matter how much you respect them, if they have better choices, they won't treat Zhongnan Hospital as the top pick."

"Cultivating our own hospital's talents is the fundamental truth."

Fang Ziye was slightly surprised.

Du Xinzhan looked at Fang Ziye: "Ziye, you never thought about running off elsewhere, right?"

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Teacher Du, I feel our own hospital is pretty good; the teachers have treated me extremely well."

"Once you enter a master's school, it's home; barring accidents, few people want to move."

"Work hard; our hospital's Trauma Surgery platform is still very good, not inferior to those other hospitals."

"So I won't persuade you to come to our Joint Surgery more; it's not that I don't want to. Hehehe." Professor Du Xinzhan's expression as he looked at Fang Ziye was full of appreciation and doting.

Otherwise how to put it? One's own people are still the best.

Fang Ziye also guessed at something; perhaps in past internal PhD re-examinations, many talents came and went without staying, leaving regret in many teachers' hearts.

Students you cultivate yourself will have more feeling for the home hospital.

It's just that the old professors might not have realized this point.

Naturally, Fang Ziye also didn't know what Du Xinzhan's words really meant; after Fang Ziye received the final notification, he boldly sent a long message to his own teacher...

The PhD application assessment ended, and the department's pace got back on track.

Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing directly entered the peak training period, making a final push for job hunting; at the same time, currently second-year PhD students Wang Yuanqi and Senior Brother Gu Yi, the two of them, have currently faded from the department, because they are about to enter their third PhD year.

The PhD graduation thesis proposal defense is approaching; around February they must submit the proposal and do reliability analysis, invite PhD supervisors to help evaluate their topic reliability, whether it can meet the minimum graduation standard...

Just a week later, when Fang Ziye's Knowledge Points broke through the two hundred mark, he caught wind of the gossip that Jie Han had secured a school-level project and Yuan Weihong himself had secured a city-level project.

Fang Ziye also added points to the Hemostasis Technique, raising it to the level of passing the Training Room test benchmarked against a Doctor.

Completing sixty hemostasis operations per minute, with a success and precision rate no lower than ninety-five percent, equivalent to a margin of error of only two or three times out of sixty.

And this was only about twenty days since Fang Ziye last improved the Incision Technique.

Such speed of improvement not only made Yuan Weihong quite emotional, but even Teacher Deng was exceptionally invigorated, temporarily putting down the surgeries in the Department and personally coming to the Training Room to supervise Fang Ziye.

After Fang Ziye completed the operation, Teacher Deng smiled knowingly.

Although Teacher Deng's smile was given a small dose of PUA by Old Professor Li Guohua who had come to watch, it still did not diminish Teacher Deng's appreciation; he accompanied Old Professor Li Guohua out of the Training Room with a smile on his face.

A face full of ingratiating intent.

Amidst the beaming joy, Fang Ziye chatted happily with Yuan Weihong, Jie Han and the others, then looked back at Luo Tingzhu's operating station, discovering that Luo Tingzhu was currently cleaning up the remnants after her Incision Technique operation.

However, Fang Ziye's Incision Technique had already reached this step; with just this fleeting glance, he discovered that Luo Tingzhu's Incision Technique progress had also evidently reached the passing standard, only no one cheered for her; most people just looked at their own operations.

Fang Ziye hadn't spoken yet when Luo Tingzhu looked over, twisting the disposable bag holding the pork and walking toward the trash can outside the door.

Yuan Weihong was currently going along with Yan Zhiming and the others: "Treat, treat, we should treat."

"Thank you, thank you."

"Xiao Yi, you're also excellent, but it's a pity there's another Xiao Yi who didn't come, otherwise you two would be the Double Yi Excellent." Yuan Weihong kept bowing.

"Weihong's mood is good, three happy events arriving at once." Someone shouted this.

Yuan Weihong subconsciously replied: "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

Then his expression and tone immediately became stiff and proper: "Professor Xie."

It was Xie Jinyuan who spoke; no one knew when he had entered the Training Room. He's a big shot, had to show respect, couldn't be too arrogant.

Seeing Yuan Weihong's face change slightly, Xie Jinyuan said: "It's fine, today is your good day, enjoy yourselves, be happy if you want to be happy."

"If Gong Ziming could be this excellent, I'd be this happy too."

When Xie Jinyuan said this, Gong Ziming hurriedly hid himself in the crowd.

"Gong Ziming, what are you hiding for? That's just how it is. I told you when you first enrolled, you have to be a green leaf first. See? You saw it, right?" Xie Jinyuan admonished his student while walking in to congratulate Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye bowed slightly: "Thank you, Professor Xie, but I feel we may have all overlooked one thing."

"Just now, Junior Sister Luo Tingzhu should have practiced the Pork Belly Incision Technique to a certain level!"

This sentence from Fang Ziye directly caused the expressions of Xie Jinyuan and Yuan Weihong to change drastically; the two merely hesitated slightly, then hurriedly ran out of the Training Room separately.

The result was Yuan Weihong grabbed Luo Tingzhu, who was about to quietly leave and escape the noise, and brought her back; Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan brought Teacher Deng and Old Professor Li Guohua into the Training Room together.

The three of them, each person carried at least four or five jin of pork, all uncut.

"Tingzhu, why didn't you say anything?"

"Come come come, you hurry up and operate. Improving your strength is a good thing, and a big thing, don't just do it silently." Teacher Deng entered while caring and chiding.

Luo Tingzhu was slightly flustered at this moment, but after seeing everyone cast encouraging gazes, she began the Incision Technique operation.

Luo Tingzhu's Incision Technique was somewhat more delicate and gentle than Fang Ziye's, but the operational proficiency and effect were only a little bit short; Fang Ziye estimated the other party's proficiency might be around 105/500 benchmarked against himself, so under nervousness, even with delicacy, she still failed the first time.

But on the second attempt, she achieved complete success.

Old Professor Li Guohua immediately slapped hard with a pair of old hands.

"Good! ~"

Then he looked at Deng Yong, eyes slightly moist: "Deng Yong, good."

"Really good."

His voice gradually became somewhat choked.

"Eh, Master."

"Professor Li, Professor Li." Deng Yong and the others hurriedly spoke to comfort.

How come everything was fine, yet he got choked up.

Then Li Guohua spoke: "Before the twentieth century, Our Hospital was still the Affiliated Hospital of Hubei Province Medical College. At that time, we weren't yet Han City University's Affiliated Hospital. At that time, it was really somewhat..."

"Couldn't retain people."

"At that time, just the Oral Department was slightly better..."

When Old Professor Li Guohua worked, Zhongnan Hospital was still Hubei Province Medical College, ranking not high, naturally the student source wasn't that good either. At that time, the Oral Hospital was just mediocre, but Zhongnan Hospital's relevant Departments actually developed very slowly.

Now seeing the Department full of talent, and his own cultivated students becoming more and more excellent, he truly felt myriad emotions.

People who haven't experienced that kind of change before probably fundamentally cannot understand.

But Teacher Deng knows. When Teacher Deng studied, it was still the nineties. At that time, Zhongnan Hospital, even a strong department like Orthopedics, was very average...

"Master, it will get better and better in the future." Deng Yong comforted repeatedly.

But Li Guohua naturally wasn't sad, but gratified. No matter what, the Department nowadays counts as full of talent.

With the atmosphere built up to here, Teacher Deng and Old Professor Li Guohua would be embarrassed not to treat guests to a meal, so a grand joint celebration took place.

During this, naturally Teacher Deng and Professor Li Guohua were the hosts, with Yuan Weihong and Xie Jinyuan accompanying on the side.

After the noon meal ended, Yuan Weihong immediately arranged the evening meal. Yuan Weihong paid himself, bringing his wife and daughter along, and finally enjoyed the feeling of being a teacher.

The meal had just started when Yuan Weihong had Fang Ziye close the door, rubbing his hands: "Wife, come, let me formally introduce you. This is Fang Ziye, he's a Doctoral student now, estimated to have a high chance of Hospital Retention later, but still needs to work hard."

"This is my First Student."

"This is Jie Han. This month he also started getting projects. His progress speed is even faster than Ziye's before. He writes papers very well."

"This is your Master's Wife, the best-looking in Fruit Lake Community..."

Yuan Weihong had just finished showing off when he was kicked by Master's Wife, and even his daughter Xiao Qi's little friend followed Master's Wife's example, learning it in a milky voice: "Serves you right for showing off."

Fang Ziye and Jie Han both couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Yuan Weihong angrily roared: "You unfilial daughter, still can't catch up to my student."

"Mommy, what does unfilial daughter mean? Is it a bad word?" Xiao Qi's little friend is only three years old this year, kindergarten junior class.

"Don't listen to your dad, he's just talking nonsense." Shimu hurriedly covered Xiao Qi's ears, shooting Yuan Weihong a reproachful look.

Naturally, jokes were jokes, but Yuan Weihong was truly happy, and drank quite a lot.

Seeing the drinking party at its height, Shimu couldn't bear to disturb them either, knowing how hard it was for Yuan Weihong to build a small team, knowing Yuan Weihong had to queue up just to get a taste of being a teacher.

After the bill was settled, Shimu then said: "Ziye, don't let your Master get drunk."

"Rest assured, Shimu, we've already switched to mineral water, just drinking for the gesture."

"Shimu, be careful on the road." Fang Ziye hurriedly saw her off a bit.

Upon re-entering the private room, Yuan Weihong was in the middle of planning for Jie Han's graduate period: first, writing papers; second, the Training Room; third, the Laboratory; Jie Han could directly prepare the relevant reserves and thickness for Hospital Retention.

With Jie Han's current Research Ability, taking the Onion Research Plan afterwards would absolutely be steady; even a Comprehensive Impact Factor of ninety points would be no problem.

After Fang Ziye entered, he said with a slight stiffening of his gaze: "Master, I want to propose something."

"Speak, whatever request, as long as your Master can do it, I'll definitely help you." Yuan Weihong was at a high point of excitement at this moment.

Fang Ziye's tone was steady: "Master, I feel you should contend with Associate Professor Xie for Tian Luo, because according to previous regulations, Fellow Trainee Jie Han is your student this year, next year it should be Associate Professor Xie taking graduate students."

"But Tian Luo, both Fellow Trainee Jie Han and I agree, he'd be better off in our Small Research Group."

Jie Han also nodded: "Master, yes, we must strive for Tian Luo. If possible."

Snatching a person, neither Fang Ziye nor Jie Han had that kind of energy; only Yuan Weihong taking the lead to attack could work; how exactly to persuade Associate Professor Xie and Teacher Deng would depend entirely on Yuan Weihong's capability and skill.

Yuan Weihong touched his forehead; he wasn't actually drunk, tone melancholy: "You two really know how to put your Master in a spot, this is a rule, it can't be broken."

"Even if a General Project is gained, it's a step too late."

"But?" Jie Han felt very regretful, very anxious.

"I'll go think of a solution..." Yuan Weihong sniffed his nose.

"After all, talent is still the First Team resource."

(Chapter End)