top student at medical school

During the third surgery, Tang Yi asked with a grin, "Professor Fang, is it really only possible to deliver the electrodes to the target point with the most hardcore basic skills in this technique?"

"No other techniques for the time being?"

Tang Yi's heart was itching with desire, as if he had been abstinent for ten years and then met his wife, his whole being was filled with longing.

Li Nuo and Qin Geluo appeared nonchalant, but they were actually listening intently.

Even Sun Shaoqing and the others stood up, afraid of missing a single syllable.

Spinal cord injuries today are unique.

Even if they aren't the first to treat this disease, just being among the top ten who can independently perform this type of treatment will be highly sought after by countless hospitals!

The saying "technology is king" will always apply, but the technology you master must have very low substitutability.

If there are tens of thousands of people in the country who can replace you, and you are only slightly better than a few of your peers, then don't talk about "scarce" technology.

Fang Ziye sighed and said, "If there really were any tricks, I'd be happy to take a shortcut. I could sit with a cup of coffee under the timer, legs crossed, listening to some music. That would be such a comfortable life..."

Fang Ziye really didn't hold anything back!
The difference between level 7 piercing skill and levels 3 and 4 is absolutely a game-changer.

According to Fang Ziye's estimate, if precise electrode puncture is to be achieved through technology, any puncture level lower than 5 is not an option for the time being.

Level 5 skills are extremely rare. Anyone who has mastered the basics to this extent is undoubtedly a top-tier expert in their field.

With this technology, they can not only become the king of hospital specialties, but also advance clinical research to the fullest extent, and they will never lack research topics and articles.

A skill level of 4 only makes you a "senior worker"!
Nationwide, there are at least several hundred, or even several thousand, people in each specialized college who possess this level of skill!
Seeing that there was no hope of taking a "shortcut," Tang Yi smoothly slowed down the car: "Ziye, how is your life any different from that of a girl in our country?"

In China, the concept of "simple life" has its own unique characteristics.

Fang Ziye had no intention of driving at all. Upon hearing this, he glared at Tang Yi and said, "Professor Tang, why don't you try wearing the last one?"

This patient is expected to have four acupuncture electrodes inserted, and Fang Ziye has already completed the first three.

Tang swallowed hard and continued driving at a slower pace: "Mine is too big, I'm afraid it will burst."

Tang Yi was a rare and astute person to describe his lack of technical skill as 'arrogance'.

Tang Yi was, after all, a senior, so even though Fang Ziye had gained the upper hand verbally, he could only let her have it: "Then, Professor Tang, if you don't want to go through all that trouble, I'll begin."

Allowing Tang to retaliate does not mean there will be no counterattack.

One sentence was enough to silence Tang Yi, and seeing this, Qin Geluo and the others chuckled.

But Sun Shaoqing, Hu Qingyuan, and the others looked at Fang Ziye with longing.

This is how doctors should be!
Why didn't Tang Yi dare to reply? Was it because Fang Ziye was handsome? Or was Fang Ziye merely sensible?

Naturally not.

Fang Ziye has been sensible for a long time, but he was still criticized by Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong in previous years.

However, that was several years ago. Tang Yi may not be as "status" as Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong now, but if Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong were in front of Fang Ziye, they would have no choice but to admit defeat in the face of those words.

What can I do if I don't back down?
If Fang Ziye were to step down and give up his position, you would still have to respectfully invite him back.

What others cannot do, you cannot learn even if taught; that is the wisdom of our ancestors.

While Tang Yi's team could ensure that its members had food, Fang Ziye's team could ensure that most of its members ate until their mouths were greasy.

This is the truth, an absolute and overwhelming victory, and no rebuttal is accepted.

The phrase "unique" was perfectly embodied in this moment, but this wasn't the first time it had been portrayed this way.

On the contrary, because of Tang Kai, there was an extra lubricant among everyone. Associate Professor Tang Kai took the initiative to participate, highlighting the awkward atmosphere of the young people leading the group.

After Fang Ziye finished his procedure, Hu Qingyuan immediately went up behind Fang Ziye to help untie the straps of his sterile surgical gown.

Fang Ziye stood still for about five or six seconds before saying uncertainly, "Teacher Tang, I actually thought of a trick for practicing spinal cord puncture, but I'm not sure if it will actually work!"

"However, this approach may only improve the efficiency and accuracy of spinal cord puncture."

"No one has been here before; it's my own idea. Would you like to give it a try?"

Before Tang Yi could react, Hu Qingyuan quickly said, "Master, wait a moment, I'll record this."

"So I can take notes later!"

Tang Yi glanced at Hu Qingyuan before straightening up, his eyebrows fawning: "Ziye, what's there to want to try? You could even let me practice in the toilet, saying it will increase the success rate. I'll go to any public toilet!"

Tang Yi holds a high position in the field of joint surgery, and his skills are also quite good.

Seeing how accomplished Fang Ziye was at such a young age, he felt that his own achievements were still lacking compared to Fang Ziye's.

Who wouldn't want to be more successful at a younger age? Who wouldn't want their skills to surpass everyone else's, to become the Fang Ziye of today...?

"Actually, my idea is to put a basin of water in it and put some small sesame seeds in it. The water should ideally be running water and the sesame seeds should ideally be in motion."

"If you can string sesame seeds together with a puncture needle, perhaps you will have the opportunity to find the puncture angle very precisely and achieve puncture localization in spinal cord puncture of mice."

“Of course, it’s just a possibility!” Fang Ziye said.

The best material for practicing spinal cord puncture is, of course, the spinal cord itself. However, once the animal spinal cord is opened, like a pig's spine, there is no useful frame of reference.

Hu Qingyuan has personally operated on rabbit models of spinal cord injury in animal laboratories, hoping to find a way to explore new puncture techniques without relying on absolute basic skills.

Unfortunately, they all failed.

They also asked Fang Ziye why, but how would Fang Ziye know why?
If you know something, you'll say it; if you point it out, everyone can succeed.

However, the step from level 4 to level 5 in basic skills is a major hurdle for too many people...

Moreover, what Fang Ziye didn't tell them was that if they reached level 5 and their experience points weren't high enough, they might fail, if not 50% chance!
Hu Qingyuan was eager to learn and asked, "Master, what kind of needle do you recommend for practice? Would a simple puncture needle be okay?"

"Or is it better to use regular stitches?"

"After all, the tip of a needle for sewing ordinary clothes has a relatively smaller surface area compared to a sesame seed."

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Then I don't know, I haven't thought that much about it."

"This is just my guess. As for which needle is better for practice, you'll have to figure that out yourselves. I'm not omniscient."

Hu Qingyuan nodded and then asked, "Master, aren't the sesame seeds a bit hard? Would it be okay if they were the smaller tapioca pearls used as toppings in milk tea?"

Hu Qingyuan's questions were different from Jie Han's; they were all substantial and not the kind that couldn't be answered.

Fang Ziye said, "I don't know either, I've never practiced it..."

"Let's leave it at that for now. We'll figure out how to optimize it after you've practiced for a while."

"Of course, if you are interested, Hu Qingyuan, this could be a small project for teaching the basic skills of puncture technique."

"Once it's finished, you can also publish some articles about it."

Hu Qingyuan pressed the stop button on his phone, then suddenly stopped, exclaiming in a horrified tone, "Oh no, I forgot to record it."

“Uh…” Fang Ziye was stunned for a moment, then said, “Then record it again.”

The others looked at Hu Qingyuan with feigned anger.

Hu Qingyuan quickly broke the ice and said, "Master, I was just joking, it was recorded..."

Fang Ziye's expression immediately became interesting. He went to the shelf to get his phone and said, "You guys take good care of me. Don't hold back. Just keep me alive, don't let me lose any limbs."

Fang Ziye left.

Hu Qingyuan then looked at Feng Junfeng, Sun Shaoqing, and the others who were walking towards him, and replied, "Senior brother, senior uncle, teacher, I was just joking!"

"You can't hit me! If you hit me, I won't share any of my study videos with you anymore..."

"Don't touch it even if you're not going to hit it, okay? My butt..."

……

Fang Ziye smiled as he listened to the cheerful atmosphere in the operating room.

The team has a great atmosphere; there's laughter and conversation, as well as seriousness and earnestness.

The surgery went smoothly, and everyone was naturally all smiles.

As the team leader, Fang Ziye's primary responsibility is to be the most technically skilled individual, followed by leadership to guide the team effectively, and also to ensure high-quality teaching.

The higher you climb, the easier it seems to become.

In fact, there will be more and more considerations and concerns, making it anything but easy.

However, teaching is not something anyone can find easy. Even Mr. Yuan, when interviewed and talking about his students in front of the camera, covered his face!

The Teletubbies aren't so easy to take care of.

...Han City, Sanatorium.

After Fang Ziye stopped the car, he locked the door and asked Nie Mingxian, "Brother Nie, did Teacher Li really not reveal anything to you?"

"What great news is it that you have to tell me in person?"

Nie Mingxian said, "My teacher didn't even tell you, how could he possibly have told me beforehand?"

"If it's a good thing, then that's all that matters. Why are you making such a fuss?"

"Wait a minute, I'm going to get some wine from my wife..." Nie Mingxian said.

Liu Guo is still in the surgery department of the sanatorium, and although Nie Mingxian is temporarily working in the laboratory, he still came back to live here.

Fang Ziye said, "Okay, you go find your wife, and I'll go find mine. I don't even know if she's off work yet."

Nie Mingxian smiled and said, "Now that you're here, Tingzhu can't possibly stay overnight."

“You should come more often in the future, if you love your wife,” Nie Mingxian said.

Fang Ziye nodded, naturally raising his voice: "Okay, Brother Nie, I won't be in charge of animal experiments in the animal lab anymore. Please bear with me!"

Nie Mingxian became less talkative.

Because it was his suggestion, in other words, he made the first move.

He didn't like to talk, so he didn't talk to Fang Ziye, but he kept muttering "dog's balls" under his breath.

Luo Tingzhu's style has become more mature; she currently prefers to wear sportswear, rather than the cute and demure dresses she used to wear.

Wearing casual clothes and a baseball cap, Luo Tingzhu has a well-proportioned figure and a kind of "savage girlfriend" vibe.

"I heard you often work overtime. You only pretend to be back early when I come to see you?" Fang Ziye asked.

"For the research project?"

Fang Ziye had no doubt that Luo Tingzhu's purpose was to "compete" with him, to the best of his ability, and to turn himself into a "little roll person"!
"For the dream!" Luo Tingzhu has matured a lot, become more talkative, and started to joke around.

She's now a junior manager, so she needs to reprimand people and make promises, which doesn't suit her the quiet, aloof life she had before.

"Then keep up the good work and try to bring the team to maturity as soon as possible, so that your dream can grow on its own," Fang Ziye said with a touch of heartache.

Luo Tingzhu narrowed her eyes, feeling exhausted: "Teaching students is too tiring..."

When Fang Ziye led Luo Tingzhu to Professor Li Yongjun's office, Nie Mingxian and Liu Guo were already there.

Moreover, Liu Guo and Nie Mingxian had already gone to the kitchen to help.

Professor Li Yongjun's children are already grown up and no longer work in Han City, but Professor Li Yongjun's wife has transferred her job from Kyoto to Han City.

I'm just waiting to retire now.

Fang Ziye had been here many times, and she recognized him. She called out from afar, "Professor Fang, Dr. Luo, please sit for a while longer; dinner will be ready soon."

"Thank you, Teacher Li. Thank you, Aunt Zhang." Li Yongjun's wife's surname is Zhang, and her given name is Xue.

Her name was quite ordinary for that era, but she was still an associate professor at the university.

I haven't been working hard in recent years, so I've remained at the associate professor level.

The Han City Sanatorium is a renovated facility, unlike the Eun City Sanatorium which has a dedicated villa complex; both are standard dormitory-style accommodations.

Located within East Lake, it's not advisable to start construction on any more villas here, as it would be too ostentatious.

Of course, the dormitories here are not small.

The professor-level four-bedroom apartment is over 180 square meters, and the interior decoration is very new, with brand-new furniture and appliances.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu sat down on the sofa. Fang Ziye made himself a cup of tea, while Luo Tingzhu got herself a cup of coffee...

"Senior brother, when are Mom and Dad coming to Han City?"

“We’ve already finalized the place we found for them. I called them the day before yesterday, and they were urging us again,” Luo Tingzhu asked.

Did I tell you the exact time?

Fang Ziye shook his head: "No, I guess this is just their way of encouraging childbirth. We'll ignore them."

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu have found a villa. It is not large, and the location is not the best. The price is not low, more than ten million.

After the deal was finalized, the original plan was for Fang Nan and Liang Xia to move in as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, the elderly couple went back home and threw a tantrum, refusing to come back and insisting on waiting for their grandchildren...

Luo Tingzhu whispered, "Senior brother, how about we take one? Actually, we're not getting any younger..."

Fang Ziye shook his head: "I don't want it yet."

"Honey, is this your true feeling, or just to please my parents?"

"Have you thought this through? This child is ours, and we are responsible for him for the rest of our lives. He is not a tool to please my parents."

"At that time, our time and lifestyle will be completely disrupted!"

"Even hiring a nanny or a postpartum caregiver cannot replace our current lifestyle."

Fang Ziye is indeed not young anymore, he is now over thirty-one years old, but he is not considered too old!
The key point is that Luo Tingzhu has her own ideas, and she is actually still young!

Luo Tingzhu said, "I thought about it for a long time, wavering between whether or not to be a mother and to be a good scientific researcher. I found that I actually really like children."

"I was too shy to face this before."

"Actually, perhaps because of my parents, I want to give my child a better childhood and a better upbringing..."

"So, if it's because of him, I can give up my dream of becoming a top scholar."

"Moreover, he is bound to come." Luo Tingzhu's tone was cautious, as if she had given it considerable thought.

Fang Ziye said, "Okay, wife, then give me some time to prepare mentally. We should at least try to conceive."

Luo Tingzhu chuckled, no longer feeling so embarrassed.

It seems that since she got married, no one has been making dirty jokes about her anymore...

……

Upon hearing this at the dinner table, Fang Ziye almost spat out the wine in his mouth.

Fang Ziye held back, slowly swallowed it, and although his throat felt burning, he quickly opened his eyes: "Teacher Li, you can't just say things like that, can you?"

"When did I ever volunteer to be the 'King of Papers' just to show off?"

"And in front of so many medical scholars from across the country?"

What Li Yongjun told Fang Ziye was that he had been called to a mysterious meeting again this year, which was actually a "passing the buck" meeting.

Although Fang Ziye did not attend this year, he still appeared at the venue.

Last year, Fang Ziye proposed a new chemotherapy regimen for bone tumors. This year, he took the initiative to bring up the topic of generic drugs, which was specially highlighted by the leaders as a typical example to be praised.

Li Yongjun said, "So, Fang Ziye, you are a professional doctor, while the others are leaders."

"You treat illnesses with technology, while others treat people with open and aboveboard strategies."

"And the fact is, you, Fang Ziye, are quite productive, and they want to push others to be even more productive, so they've made you a prime example."

"You can't deny it, because you did it, and you did it too fast."

Fang Ziye really wanted to curse a few times.

Fang Ziye hadn't even considered this matter; why would he care about so much?

Of course, after calming down, Fang Ziye could only shake his head helplessly: "What's done is done, so we can only bite the bullet and accept it, right?"

"Surely I've gotten something out of it? You just used me as a chicken feather and didn't give me any benefits?" Fang Ziye asked.

If he's not mistaken, medical-related awards should be tentatively drafted at this conference.

"Yes, one second prize and one first prize. You were just a little short of winning the grand prize."

"However, the academician conference was not held this year, so we can only receive it next year."

"There's one more thing. Your name has caught the eye of a big shot. I don't know who reported it, but those people who were talking about you before are now trembling with fear."

Fang Ziye was immediately taken aback upon hearing this.

The important person Li Yongjun mentioned must be an extremely important person. In Fang Ziye's knowledge, there seem to be only one or two people who have the opportunity to come into contact with such important people.

Xie Shulan's father, Xie Yan. (End of Chapter)