top student at medical school

It was 1:30 a.m.

Fang Ziye felt his eyelids tightening, but he still patiently read through a portion of the key data that others had found.

Beside Fang Ziye, Hu Qingyuan and Liao Jia stood separately, their gazes drifting intentionally or unintentionally toward Fang Ziye.

Even Song Yi and Hu Qingyuan were not sure if the electrical signal they found was related to the electrical signal in the spinal cord.

At this point, the big boss has to step in and make the decision.

To determine whether these things are worth delving into, if the direction is wrong, then even the time, energy, and money spent in the wrong direction are wasted.

In the team, Fang Ziye is the person everyone trusts the most and has the highest level of scientific research.

Song Yi stroked his chin, deep in thought. He sat down at his computer, scrolling through the documents and carefully analyzing the information.

Within the team, he serves as the "spokesperson" for neural electrical signals. Even with Fang Ziye included, Song Yi still possesses the highest level of knowledge in this area.

Interlaced like mountains.

Beside Hu Qingyuan, Li Qixi sat obediently on a stool, appearing extremely restrained. Her petite head looked around, showing extreme fear and 'ignorance'.

In the past, Li Qixi thought she was very talented, and at least compared to most of her peers, she could find some confidence.

However, after meeting Chen Xixian and being recommended by Chen Xixian to Fang Ziye's research group, she felt that she was being "discriminated against" and looked down upon by Fang Ziye and his team.

Even when Li Qixi wanted to curiously observe Professor Fang Ziye's core research project, Fang Ziye didn't give her the opportunity.

After several months of hard work, Li Qixi completed the preparatory work for joining the team and was finally able to come to the core base in August.

Upon entering the research group, Li Qixi was completely bewildered...

She discovered that the research being conducted here was completely different from what she had learned in the lab. Cell culture and ordinary cell experiments were not what Fang Ziye's students were doing; they were all basic tasks done by the 'engineers' in the lab.

People like Fang Ziye's team, such as Liao Jia, Nie Mingxian, Hu Qingyuan, and Song Yi, simply look down on ordinary cell culture and using cells to make some simple animal models...

After two months of training, just when Li Qixi thought she could finally show off her skills, she found herself in even heavier shackles.

Liao Jia asked Li Qixi, "Can you make animal models?"

Li Qixi: "Huh?"

"Oh!" Liao Jia left.

Nie Mingxian asked her, "Xiao Li, do you know how to transplant blood vessels?"

Li Qixi: "Huh?"

Nie Mingxian comforted him, "It's alright... take your time."

When Li Qixi followed Hu Qingyuan and Song Yi, she discovered that she recognized all the characters they were discussing, but when these characters were combined, they became a blind spot in her understanding...

Is the transduction and measurement of biological neural and electrical signals covered in textbooks?

Li Qixi flipped through undergraduate, resident physician, and even many other professional textbooks but couldn't find the relevant content. Finally, she found a few words about this research direction by searching the literature.

There is simply no systematic content available for learning...

Li Qixi has been here for several days, but she has only learned the definitions of a few dozen terms, and that's all she has learned.

Hu Qingyuan and Song Yi had no time to explain things to her; they were both busy with their own testing experiments.

Li Qixi's tasks for the past few days have consisted of moving things, getting reagents, plugging in power supplies, finding materials, and taking notes...

She didn't mention anything about helping or doing what she could.

Li Qixi wanted to help and prove herself.

After wandering around the research group for a while, she found that there was one person she couldn't afford to "provoke".

Whether she was a core member or a subordinate member of Fang Ziye's research group, she was 'outmatched'.

Those who came to help in the spinal cord injury research group were either associate professors or top professors; the president of Zhongnan Hospital was also a member of the team…

While Li Qixi was lost in thought, Hu Qingyuan suddenly called out, "Li Qixi, find the data we printed the day before yesterday."

"Oh, okay..." Li Qixi quickly snapped out of her daze and took small steps to the document storage area. Based on the dates Hu Qingyuan had mentioned, she found the compartments and clips for storing the materials...

At around 2:10 a.m., Fang Ziye breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist: "Brother Yi, Qingyuan, you did a great job, you guys are awesome!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yi was overjoyed. He bumped into Fang Ziye and exclaimed with delight, "There's hope?"

"There should be a chance. The correlation is very high. The time domains between muscle contraction and electrical signals are very close. Although there is some time delay, we have to take into account the inherent poor conduction in spinal cord injuries."

"In clinical practice, we also encounter some patients who know what they need to do and can do it, but their reactions are very slow."

"Perhaps it's not that his brain is slow to react, but rather that there is a certain delay in the transmission of instructions after the cerebral cortex sends them."

"The conduction of electrical signals within the spinal cord should be slightly different from the electrical signals in electromyography."

"Of course, if we want to describe such electrical signals very carefully, we may need to measure the form of electrical signal conduction in the spinal cord region of the animal."

"Furthermore, it may be necessary to measure the intracellular processes and signal transduction in the gray matter of the spinal cord."

"This falls under the category of basic physiology again!"

"The anatomical structure within the gray matter of the spinal cord is, after all, slightly different from the axonal form of nerves..."

"This is a huge project, a really big one. And we've already found the connections."

Song Yi understood quite well. He raised his head slightly and thought for a few seconds before replying, "In other words, what we are measuring now may not only be applicable to patients with paralysis caused by spinal cord injury, but also to patients with other spinal cord injuries?"

"Including but not limited to acute spinal cord injury?"

"Of course!" Fang Ziye said with certainty.

"The electrical signal conduction pattern we measured is a relatively basic signal transduction, which is not very related to its pathogenic cause."

"It is the foundation."

“All diseases based on this may depend on this signal transduction pattern!” Fang Ziye was genuinely happy.

If that's the case, understanding ALS might not be so difficult in the future.

Spinal cord injury is a disease that is similar to ALS in its form and outcome. However, the causes of the two diseases are quite different.

Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis (ALS) is a non-traumatic, chronic degenerative disease with no direct cause. Spinal cord injuries, on the other hand, are often caused by direct factors such as infection or trauma.

"Professor Fang, you're amazing!" Professor Mei Bin from the Department of Neurology couldn't help but applaud after hearing Fang Ziye say that.

Professors Wang Ou and Zhang Quan from the spinal surgery department excitedly rushed forward and hugged Fang Ziye, saying happily, "Ziye, you're amazing!"

"Now our research group is no longer limited to studying spinal cord injury, but is conducting research on many types of spinal cord-related diseases."

"This should be the basic form of electrical signal transduction in the spinal cord, and also the most critical part of biological signal and electrical signal transduction, which is currently a complete blank in the scientific research community."

"If...if..." After releasing Fang Ziye, Professor Zhang Quan paced back and forth excitedly, his hands clasped in front of his abdomen, as excited as a child who had been rewarded with a toy.

Basic scientific research is always the most outstanding; it either overturns tradition and established knowledge or fills gaps in our understanding, becoming the cornerstone of subsequent related disciplines.

Just as writing is the foundation of literature, and mathematics is the cornerstone of all scientific disciplines, its importance is self-evident.

The difference lies in the fact that while many people can write essays, only a very small number of people can invent new characters, and these new characters must be recognized by others to form a systematic written language system...

You can't say that you only created one word or one character, and that there are no other characters.

Researchers in all disciplines know that fundamentals are extremely important, but only a very few can delve into the most fundamental disciplines and truly understand them.

For example, Qian Xuesen's "Qian Xuesen Orbit"!
For example, many conjectures in the field of mathematics.

These are all basic things!

Don't try to understand a "level" that only prodigies can comprehend with your so-called ordinary talent. You're not worthy!
Countless people have died because of this statement.

Fang Ziye narrowed his eyes: "Dean Wang, Professor Zhang, it's getting late. Let's call it a day for now. You can't get fat in one bite. Let's all go and get some rest."

"I'll find some time this month to discuss the follow-up plans for the project in more detail."

"Okay!" Everyone else nodded in agreement.

However, after Fang Ziye finished speaking, Dean Wang Xinghuan said, "Professor Fang, our urology department will not get involved in this basic research on spinal cord electrical signal transduction pathways."

Upon hearing Wang Xinghuan's words, Professor Zhang Quan's initial enthusiasm vanished as if doused with cold water.

At this moment, Zhang Quan seemed to finally realize what was happening.

Yes, the main research focus of this research group is the routine diagnosis and treatment of spinal cord injuries. As for the electrical signal transduction pathways of the spinal cord, what does that have to do with this research group?
Is it a follow-up project for the research group?
Or rather, is it something that ordinary people can touch?

Don't you have any idea how much you can contribute?
Thinking of this, Zhang Quan glanced at Wang Xinghuan again, knowing that Wang Xinghuan was specifically reminding him and his fellow veterans, and could only helplessly say, "Professor Fang, I won't get involved in this project anymore."

"It's really a matter of different fields; trying to do too much at once will only lead to failure."

Since Zhang Quan had already said that, Wang Ou could only express her opinion.

Other gastrointestinal surgeons have even less reason to interfere.

Associate Professor Mei Bin from the Department of Neurology, after a moment of mixed emotions, said in a low voice, "Professor Fang, I also have some free time. If you need any help, please let me know."

To say that the transduction of electrical signals in the spinal cord is unrelated to neurology is somewhat absolute.

Mei Bin didn't know how he could help, but with such a huge and complex problem in front of him, he felt he would regret it for the rest of his life if he didn't try.

"Thank you all for your help and kindness. It's really getting late, I need to go and rest."

"Dean Wang, Professor Zhang, Professor Wang...why don't you want to come too?" Fang Ziye hadn't slept for almost forty or fifty hours and really felt like he couldn't take it anymore.

He has surgery tomorrow, so he can't go into the surgery exhausted without resting.

Fang Ziye said he was going to rest, not that he was going back to rest.

Because the laboratory provides dormitories, and there are staff on duty 24 hours a day in the laboratory area, as well as security guards stationed here long-term, there is a special need for accommodation.

After explaining things to the others, Fang Ziye took Hu Qingyuan to the dormitory area. He lay down, turned off the volume of his WeChat, turned the volume of his phone to the maximum, and fell asleep.

I won't answer WeChat calls, but that won't delay emergency consultation calls.

Fang Ziye woke up after 8 a.m. After a quick wash, he checked his messages.

Hu Qingyuan has already left, but he sent Fang Ziye a message before he left.

“Master, if you are not awake by nine o’clock, I will call you to let you know. You went to bed late last night, so I will tell the teachers in the department not to disturb your rest.”

"That kid!" Fang Ziye muttered irritably after reading it.

The alarm clock didn't wake me up; I slept like a log.

It was already 8:20, and the department had probably finished their shift handover and were now doing ward rounds.

However, as the ward director, Fang Ziye's absence from the department during shift handover is not considered a violation of regulations.

Even if Fang Ziye doesn't make rounds, Vice Instructor Tang Yi will lead the rounds, and there are records of high-level rounds.

This is a privilege reserved for the ward director, but Fang Ziye has never used such a privilege under normal circumstances.

On his way downstairs to his car, Fang Ziye made a phone call to inform everyone: "Hu Qingyuan, tell Professor Tang, Qin Geluo, and Li Nuo that I'm going straight to the operating room."

"Okay... Master, we are making our rounds, and we've already done about half of them."

"When you arrive, we'll definitely be able to start the show as usual..." Hu Qingyuan replied, showing remarkable understanding.

People with high IQs can learn very quickly if they want to navigate interpersonal relationships.

"Yes, if this happens again, you'll have to wake me up," Fang Ziye instructed.

"Master, let's wait and see. How long has it been since you've had a rest?"

"I'll hang up now, it's my turn to take care of the bed." Hu Qingyuan remembered that he was an attending physician and needed to report the basic data of the beds under his care as reference materials during ward rounds. This was a duty he had to fulfill as a resident physician.

Fang Ziye had only been driving for a short while when he received a phone call from Professor Du Yingshan of the Department of Bone Diseases.

"Teacher Du," Fang Ziye answered the phone.

"Ziye, Professor Hu and I have discussed it, and given that your subsequent research on minimally invasive embolization therapy for bone tumors has already achieved phased results."

"Therefore, we plan to transfer some of the simpler orthopedic tumors to our hospital's minimally invasive center."

"In other words, our orthopedics department is going to remove some routine bone tumor cases and surgeries. Would you like to come and pay your respects?" Du Yingshan's voice was tinged with reluctance, yet also with pride. (End of Chapter)