top student at medical school

Upon hearing this, Nie Mingxian spoke up at the opportune moment, reminding him, "Master, is this really something we should be listening to?"

Li Yongjun narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't you know my situation? I've been beaten up. Luo Tingzhu is Ziye's wife and bedmate!"

"It's not some absolute state secret, it's just that this model can't be made public. What's wrong with us discussing it privately?"

"We're being forced to take a step and we're not even allowed to complain?"

Of course, after saying that, Li Yongjun added, "Of course, when I say 'forced,' I mean ordinary people like us. People like Fang Ziye who have been at the forefront all along are not included."

Fang Ziye did not offer any explanation or rebuttal. He had already made his choice, done what he was supposed to do, and others had already misunderstood.

Explaining it to Li Yongjun was pointless.

Fang Ziye sighed softly and replied, "Teacher Li, I didn't really think that much about it, but even if I knew there would be such a misunderstanding, I would still make this choice."

"I have to thank Teacher Li for setting a good example for me."

Li Yongjun picked up the wine-spreading vessel, poured the wine into a small bottle, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Li Yongjun was carefully observing Fang Ziye's expression, his tone somewhat strange.

Li Yongjun's wife left with her rice bowl; she wasn't in the field and didn't want to stay and cause trouble.

It's clear that the people who came to my house today were all younger relatives who were close to Li Yongjun and were deeply loved by him.

She then gave up some space for the group to chat.

“Exactly. Even if we don’t succeed, at the very least we can make a living. What more could we ask for?” Fang Ziye replied frankly.

Was Li Yongjun 'tragic'? From his personal perspective, he was quite wronged.

But Li Yongjun's "misery" was nothing more than going from Peking Union Medical College Hospital to Kyoto Hospital to become a "chief physician"!
This isn't even considered terrible by 99% of people.

Is it really 'miserable' to have to go back and inherit the family business if you don't work hard?
"I'll hit you!" Li Yongjun bulged his eyes, genuinely wanting to punch someone.

Nie Mingxian leaned back in his chair and secretly explained a few words to Liu Guo to make sure Liu Guo didn't misunderstand.

Nie Mingxian had not explained Li Yongjun's past experiences to Liu Guo in great detail before, and in fact, Nie Mingxian had not known about this for very long.

He only knew that his teacher wasn't doing well at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, so he left, but he didn't know the real reason why Li Yongjun was defeated and retreated.

"Teacher Li, that's the truth."

“I once spoke to the president of our university in Han City.”

"No matter how many people I, Fang Ziye, offend, or how aloof I may be, both the Zhongnan Hospital affiliated with Han City University and Han City University can accommodate Fang Ziye as an associate chief physician and associate professor."

"I'm lucky; I've already accumulated some financial resources at this age."

"No matter what troubles we cause in the future, we won't starve."

"Surely, China can't even tolerate a lazy, unambitious person like Fang Ziye?"

"It can't be that in such a big country as China, there isn't a place for someone like Xiao Fang who doesn't want to serve in Kyoto."

"I don't think it's that bad."

"It's all up to human effort. If you've come this far and still can't do what you want to do, then what's the point?"

"If you can't get into a circle, just don't try to." Fang Ziye's tone was very frank, though there was a hint of regret in his frankness.

Fang Ziye's statement was not unfounded; on the contrary, he was very clear about the power and benefits of authority, fame, and the title of academician.

With these support, Fang Ziye can lead more people, build a larger team, and achieve more scientific research results.

Having more research funding, easier access to grant applications, and even having more capable people to support you when you encounter difficulties!
In Kyoto, it's perfectly normal for a world-class professor to have several friends who are high-ranking officials.

In Hubei Province, it is virtually impossible to find a leader of that level.

Fang Ziye's statement wasn't simply a case of sour grapes.

Fang Ziye would certainly not give up the opportunity if given the chance, but if it was just to take that step, Fang Ziye was really not happy about it!

Hearing Fang Ziye's tone, Li Yongjun didn't dare to continue his anger. Instead, he asked, "Ziye, what are your plans for the future?"

“I think your current situation is somewhat similar to that of former Dean Chen and Song.”

"Your likes and dislikes are very obvious to others."

This means that those who love you truly love you, but those who hate you truly hate you.

Putting yourself in Li Yongjun's shoes, if he were a big shot in Kyoto and knew that there were doctors in the world who could "reverse life and death," it would be impossible not to want to have them in his grasp or be close to them in the queue.

The fact that the old director of the sanatorium, Chen Song, had his "dead pulse" reversed could not be completely kept secret.

Even though Chen Song and Chen Guangbai and others strictly forbade it from being circulated outside, it was still the same.

The richer and more powerful a person is, the more they value their life. If you want to be a troublemaker, they may not kill you, but they will make you uncomfortable until you become submissive.

Fang Ziye said, "Just do what needs to be done."

"I have family, friends, and some like-minded people, which is good enough."

"Yes, there are still things to do, and I can't abandon my profession."

Fang Ziye was the second youngest in the group, while Liu Guo was older than him.

The youngest is Luo Tingzhu.

It sounds strange that Fang Ziye, the youngest person in the family, is so compassionate.

However, no one doubted that Fang Ziye was still young and naive.

To be fair, Fang Ziye's current scientific research accumulation is really strong. According to normal logic, Fang Ziye has a very good chance of entering that hall of fame.

However, it is precisely because Fang Ziye is too outstanding, too extraordinary, that his own foundation is insufficient, and his geographical location is also unfavorable, that he has reached the current awkward situation.

To draw an analogy from ancient times, if a person of extraordinary talent is not given a position, they may live a carefree life within the country, but they cannot be allowed to leave.

While it might not be that exaggerated, it does have that kind of meaning.

“The sanatorium is great!” Li Yongjun said.

When you're young, you can disbelieve in fate, but Li Yongjun is no longer young. In his fifties, he is at the age of knowing one's destiny.

Fate is a mysterious and unpredictable thing.

It cannot be believed entirely, but it cannot be completely disbelieved either.

……

In Luo Tingzhu's dormitory, she was slightly tipsy after drinking a little bit of wine, and she leaned softly against Fang Ziye's chest.

A variety show was playing on TV, but the laughter and conversations on it were completely out of the question for Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu.

Luo Tingzhu remained silent for a long time before saying, "Senior brother, if you want to go to Kyoto, I can go with you."

"I'm not going!" Fang Ziye held Luo Tingzhu upright, pressing his palms against Luo Tingzhu's back, their eyes meeting.

"I'm so busy in Han City that even the dogs are tired of me. If I go to Kyoto, I'm afraid I'll be so tired that I won't even be able to drink water."

"While it might be an exaggeration to say that a single brick in Kyoto could hit more than a dozen mid-level officials, the interpersonal relationships are indeed very complicated."

"I'm too lazy to dwell on it..." Fang Ziye said ruthlessly.

Luo Tingzhu said, "Then I'll accompany you to Han City."

Luo Tingzhu put her arms around Fang Ziye's neck and rested her chin on his shoulder: "Senior brother, is the important person that Professor Li Yongjun mentioned Xie Shulan's father?"

Fang Ziye shook his head: "I don't know exactly who it is, but why did you suddenly bring up this Miss Xie?"

Fang Ziye wanted to see Luo Tingzhu's expression again, but Luo Tingzhu refused, continuing to hold Fang Ziye tightly: "I was just saying."

"Senior brother, I've watched you grow up to be so outstanding, so I know it hasn't been easy for you. So, if..."

Luo Tingzhu thought to herself, if she were Xie Shulan, would Fang Ziye's path be smoother?

"There are no 'what ifs' in life."

"I've eaten soft rice before, it's delicious..." Fang Ziye quickly became affectionate.

In the past, Luo Tingzhu had helped Fang Ziye a lot.

If finding a wife is all about finding someone with a good background, then why not have the other person use their own status to form a marriage alliance and seek a better future?

Fang Ziye never intended to provoke this Miss Xie.

After drinking, alone at home, embracing each other, the atmosphere is instantly perfect...

Within minutes, Luo Tingzhu was carried by Fang Ziye to the bedroom... An hour and a half later, after some post-coital affection and rest, the two got up, took another shower, changed the sheets, and finally fell asleep again.

I slept so soundly...

The next day, at 7:20 a.m., Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu were finally woken up by their alarm clock.

Luo Tingzhu opened her eyes, tapped Fang Ziye's cheek with her finger, and said, "Senior brother, it's time to get up and go to work overtime."

The sanatorium is closed on weekends; a five-day work week with two days off is the normal schedule.

But there was no other way; to keep Fang Ziye's schedule in mind, we had to work overtime even on weekends.

Luo Tingzhu, an anesthesiologist, added, "Senior, you can continue sleeping for a while. I'll go pick up the patient and administer the anesthesia..."

“Let’s go together. I’ll go check on the patient’s pre-operative condition,” Fang Ziye said.

A thorough preoperative assessment of the patient's condition is a habit that Fang Ziye has always maintained.

Emergency surgery is an exception, because there is simply no time to assess the patient's condition during an emergency surgery!
The wards at the Han City Sanatorium were not as good as those at the Eun City Sanatorium; they were just single rooms, three stories high, like an old-fashioned health center.

Of course, the furnishings and decorations in the single room are excellent.

When Fang Ziye arrived at the doctor's office, Nie Mingxian had already gone to the animal laboratory, while Liu Guo and the others went to their respective groups to begin ward rounds and other miscellaneous tasks.

Liu Guo is only a junior doctor in the hepatobiliary surgery department, and he also has a lot of patient care responsibilities.

"Professor Bi, Professor Li, Professor Guan..." Fang Ziye greeted the people he knew as soon as he arrived.

The surgical team has all moved here. Professor Bi Weiqing is still the head of the neurosurgery team, and Professor Chen Qianlong is also still there. However, Professor Tang Henian from the First Affiliated Hospital of Changda University has returned to the First Affiliated Hospital of Changda University, and has been replaced by Professor Liu Haiping from the First Affiliated Hospital of Zhejiang University.

Upon seeing Fang Ziye, Bi Weiqing said, "Team Leader Fang, you're here again? Perfect timing! Let me introduce you to a new top professor, Professor Liang Yuan, from the Third Affiliated Hospital of Hebei Province. He's also a top expert in spinal surgery."

Nearly a year after Fang Ziye left the sanatorium, there have been minor personnel adjustments within it.

Professor Kuang Leyou, a spinal surgeon, has also left, and Liangyuan has taken his place.

Professor Qiao Yongjian has also returned to Xiangya Third Hospital.

Therefore, the three professors of spinal surgery today are Liang Yuan, Guan Liangfeng, and Ning Xindong...

"Hello, Professor Liang!" Fang Ziye quickly greeted him.

"Professor Fang, you are too polite. I have come here with the utmost rigor to learn from you. I hope you can give me more advice, teach me more, and even scold me more..."

Professor Liang Yuan had a kind face, a round head and a big stubble beard, and a very江湖客 (jianghu ke, a kind of wandering swordsman) air about him: "I have long heard that Professor Fang's skills are extraordinary, but I have never had the opportunity to come and learn from you."

"Professor Liang, you're too kind. I was just lucky, so I took some shortcuts," Fang Ziye said modestly.

"Everyone wants to take shortcuts, and everyone knows that the best shortcut is to create something new and challenge unfamiliar diseases."

“But knowing where the road is doesn’t guarantee you can get there,” Liang Yuan replied with a smile.

Hearing that Professor Liang Yuan seemed determined to continue with his social niceties, Professor Guan Liangfeng quietly remarked, "Professor Liang, Professor Fang has a habit of reviewing the medical records before surgery, so the operation is not far off."

Guan Liangfeng felt it necessary to remind his 'team leader', since he was new to the job and didn't know Fang Ziye's habits.

Upon hearing this, Liang Yuan's expression flashed: "Professor Fang, this way please, we have already prepared the medical records."

……

Spinal cord injury is actually a specialty that falls under both neurosurgery and spinal surgery.

In some places, neurosurgery is responsible, while in others it is spinal surgery.

Therefore, professors from both neurosurgery and spinal surgery are very interested in spinal cord injury.

This time, the two patients who needed surgery came from different groups.

Liang Yuan, being a newly arrived professor, politely said, "Professor Bi, then let's still schedule your group's patient for the first round of treatment. We'll postpone the start time for our group's patients."

“Alright.” Bi Weiqing nodded upon hearing this.

"After all, the case in our group is relatively simple to assess. We can start by breaking down the simple cases and proceed step by step. This will give us a better sense of hierarchy and allow us to learn more."

"Professor Fang's teaching isn't cheap, we must make the most of it," Bi Weiqing joked.

Fang Ziye's presence to perform surgery counts not only as part of his workload but also as part of his teaching duties.

The subsidies provided by the sanatorium are very generous!
However, the sanatorium wanted to donate the fees for these teaching and consultation services to others, but no one in the country or the world dared to accept them.

"That's great." Although Liang Yuan was very generous, he was also a seasoned veteran, quite slippery.

……

When performing surgery in the sanatorium, Fang Ziye didn't have to be involved in many procedures. He only needed to give the order to open the spinal cord.

The professors in spinal surgery and neurosurgery here can directly cut open the epidermis to expose the spinal cord and begin the operation according to the direction and angle predicted by Fang Ziye.

The reason is simple: Professor Bi Weiqing, a neurosurgeon, comes from Huashan Hospital, and Professor Liang Yuan is also one of the top professors in the country.

While not quite at the national level, they are among the top performers below that level. Their ability to perform these basic operations is likely even more refined than that of professors at Zhongnan Hospital.

While Professors Chen Qianlong and Liu Haiping from the Department of Neurosurgery were opening the spinal cord, Fang Ziye was professionally explaining the MRI scans.

"For patients with lumbar spinal cord injuries, our main focus is on the location and extent of the injury."

"If it's a large-scale spinal cord injury, then forget about it. We currently have no way to treat spinal cord injuries that extend beyond five centimeters!"

"Therefore, the current indications for surgery are twofold: first, the area is within five centimeters."

"Second, there can only be two segments of damage at most, and the total length is within five centimeters."

"Anyone who doesn't meet this criterion cannot be admitted or treated."

"Even with the intervention of bridging electrodes, it won't work."

Fang Ziye then quickly asked, "Hey, Professor Bi, has the logistics department sorted out the bridging electrodes? I don't need to go and coordinate the order myself today, right?"

Upon hearing this, Bi Weiqing hurriedly said, "That's impossible, Professor Fang."

"After his surgery last week, Director Mo Long of the Logistics Department voluntarily applied for a performance penalty of 30,000 yuan."

"It was due to a lack of prior communication; the logistics department communicated the wrong time. Even the best-laid plans can go wrong."

Fang Ziye said, "Isn't it unnecessary to go to such lengths?"

Such a small mistake, why fine yourself 30,000?
Mo Long is really ruthless to himself.
"Director Mo Long said that since the new hospital campus has just opened, the punishment is not severe enough to convince people."

"Everything must be done with utmost care. The logistics department is responsible for managing these things, so we can't afford to be careless."

“If this were his previous workplace, it would have been enough to warrant a major demerit,” Bi Weiqing said.

Mo Long is a retired soldier; I heard he was in a logistics position in the army.

If something goes wrong there, like the food wasn't arranged properly during training, I've heard it can cause serious problems.

Fang Ziye continued, "Once we have a clear understanding of the surgical indications and contraindications we currently recommend, we will begin the surgery."

"Through animal dissection and preliminary clinical surgeries, we can determine that the electrical signal pathways within the spinal cord are mainly concentrated in these locations..."

“We divided the spinal cord into a three-vertical, three-row, nine-square grid, mainly to facilitate our precise localization.”

"Each grid is further divided into three vertical columns, three rows, and nine sections."

"For example, the puncture site for this patient is 53."

"That is, the upper right part of the very center of the large nine-square grid, which is the point in the longitudinal section of the NMR MRI."

The MRI scans in the sanatorium could be printed multiple times, so Fang Ziye directly drew the endpoint of his upcoming puncture on the MRI scan.

Upon hearing this, Bi Weiqing's expression turned serious: "Professor Fang, if it's just a puncture in such a small area, it shouldn't be that difficult, right?"

It's definitely not that simple, otherwise he would have thought he could do it too.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye smiled wryly: "Professor Bi, would you believe me if I said that my current method of regional division is rather rudimentary, and I don't really know how to describe it in detail?"

“Here! How should I describe it?” Fang Ziye pointed with his finger.

Bi Weiqing: "..."

Liang Yuan: "..."

No matter how you describe it, this is exactly where it is!

No one can describe it precisely, which is one of the difficulties.

Fang Ziye knew the answer but found it difficult to explain. (End of Chapter)