top student at medical school

"Tian Yao, please talk to the family of the patient in bed 11. I understand that they are not well-off."

"Working for free and waiving all surgical procedure fees is the limit of what I can do; it's impossible for me to work for a fee."

"For something like this, he can only go to the hospital leaders or seek donations." Fang Ziye received a call from his student Tian Yao as he left the operating room.

Tian Yao was on duty and told Fang Ziye's family that they couldn't raise that much money in a short time. The main reason was that the previous treatment costs for their child had almost emptied their savings, and they had borrowed all the money they could!

However, Fang Ziye cannot "lower his bottom line" because of this. It is not difficult for Fang Ziye to help one person with his current wealth, but if this door is opened, even a thousand Fang Ziyes' fortunes cannot withstand the commotion!

Fang Ziye had almost never encountered such people before, but it seemed that the family had actually asked Tian Yao for help...

Tian Yao took a deep breath and replied, "Yes, Master."

"However, I think we should have Teacher Qin or Brother Li Nuo come over later."

"The patient's family is adamant that unless you, Master, personally intervene, they still believe in the existence of genuine compassion in the world!"

Fang Ziye's voice was slightly annoyed: "What do you mean by 'there is true affection in the world'?"

"Moral blackmail?"

"Never mind, I'll call your teacher Luo first, and I'll come to the ward myself!"

Tian Yao probably can't handle this kind of shameless person, not because he lacks ability, but because he doesn't have enough power.

Fang Ziye had originally planned to leave work early to spend time with his family. After hanging up the phone, he informed Luo Tingzhu and then rushed to the department.

The family members of patient in bed 11 probably felt that their actions were not proper, so they "rested" in the general inpatient office!
Tian Yao, who was on duty, pushed open the door with Fang Ziye and explained, "Master, I have a few newly admitted patients to deal with. I've been kept bothered by the family of patient 11..."

The doctor on duty in the ward was responsible for processing the admission procedures for newly admitted patients. Tian Yao was also worried that Fang Ziye might misunderstand and think he wanted to yo-yo.

"Go ahead!" Fang Ziye walked into the chief inpatient office.

The visitors were a middle-aged man in his forties and an old man who was nearly seventy years old; both the old man and the middle-aged man were very thin.

When Fang Ziye entered the gate, the middle-aged man and his father almost knelt down in front of him!

"Professor Fang, you are a compassionate bodhisattva, you must save my grandson!" the old man said, weeping.

Fang Ziye was quite strong, forcefully helping the two thin men to their feet: "Let's get down to business, don't beat around the bush!"

"If you insist on doing this, I'll have the nurses and family members come and be witnesses!"

If they knelt down and it was filmed, Fang Ziye would be drowned in spit. Even though Fang Ziye is now an associate professor and associate chief physician.

The current online environment reflects a great deal of resentment towards the professions of doctors and teachers.

Fang Ziye doesn't deny that there are indeed some "oddballs" and "parasites" in these two large teams; one bad apple spoils the whole bunch. But Fang Ziye can't stand people taking things out of context.

"Professor Fang, I have no other choice."

"Seriously, I've already spent seven or eight hundred thousand yuan on my child. We're both from the countryside, we've emptied our savings, and borrowed from all our relatives and friends..."

"I've tried online fundraising before, but I'm really out of ideas now!"

"Professor Fang, please have mercy and help our family..."

Fang Ziye stepped back a few paces, opened the office door wide, and retorted, "Did I help? How could I not help?"

"I have already applied for full exemption of anesthesia and surgery fees for you within my authority, and hospitalization fees are reimbursed, but the material costs are not my responsibility, they belong to the medical device company's finance department."

"Thirty-five thousand yuan, that's not something I can decide!"

The middle-aged man wanted to close the door, but two nurses, called over by the sensible student Tian Yao, were outside. Fang Ziye said, "No need to close the door. Let's talk straight through."

The old man wiped away his tears and said, "Professor Fang, you are a benefactor. If you wanted to help, you would definitely have more than a hundred ways."

"If it really doesn't work, consider it a loan from our family."

"How about we write an IOU?"

"The main problem is that the child's parents aren't in very good health, and they have to support this old man like me. In recent years, they've also had to take care of Xiaotong on top of that..."

Fang Ziye shook his head immediately: "No way."

"The law stipulates that there should be no economic relationship between doctors and patients, but it is not a one-way relationship where doctors do not charge you money."

"The final cost for other patients is generally around 60,000 to 70,000 yuan."

“Your medical expenses are only half of theirs, and that’s the limit of my authority.”

"You should figure out a solution to this..."

The middle-aged man said, "Professor Fang, we really can't think of a solution."

"We only have five thousand yuan on hand right now... Or, you can have the surgery first, and we'll pay you back later?"

Fang Ziye said, "Isn't this the same? I have to make up for the fees you didn't pay. The hospital can't owe money to the medical company."

"If you really can't think of a solution, for your sake, please arrange for discharge as soon as possible!"

“This will also save us some money,” Fang Ziye said coldly.

The middle-aged man looked up and said, "Professor Fang, my son is still young! He's only a teenager!"

What will happen to him if he doesn't have the surgery?

"Does not having money mean we can only watch him die? He was a human being, after all!"

When people are desperate, when they are almost driven to the brink of despair, they can throw away any words and any sense of shame.

"If you give in just a little, he can live."

"Both cats and dogs..." the middle-aged man said.

Fang Ziye suggested: "I don't like cats and dogs. There are many people in this world who are kinder than me. You can try continuing to raise funds online..."

"Or, you could go to your local medical insurance bureau and ask them to make an exception and promise that all your treatment costs will be reimbursed!"

The middle-aged man said, "Professor Fang, we have raised funds many times and posted short videos, but no one is paying attention to us."

"As for the medical insurance bureau and such, we're just ordinary people, how could we afford to go to them?"

Fang Ziye snorted coldly: "So you're here to force me?"

"You think you can bully me just because I'm young and easy to bully?"

"Why?"

"Am I an easy target in your eyes?"

"Whether you are discharged or not is your choice, but if you need to have surgery, it is also your obligation to pay the surgery fees within a certain limit."

"Either you get discharged, or you raise the money—it's that simple!"

The middle-aged man cursed, "Professor Fang, are you really so heartless as to watch my son die?"

"He's a life!!! He's a human being!"

Fang Ziye said, "I've thought of a solution. Within my authority, I've come up with many solutions for him."

"We basically didn't charge any medical fees, hospitalization fees, or anesthesia fees."

"We are all doing voluntary labor!"

"Or, you could go to that company and ask them to take pity on you and waive your material costs."

"We've given you the phone number too!"

The middle-aged man said, "The person who answers the phone at the company says they receive at least dozens of calls every day... and they don't want to..."

Fang Ziye replied, "That's why everyone has their own difficulties."

"The company refused, and when they asked you to go back and contact the local medical insurance bureau, you said you couldn't find them. When they asked you to borrow money, you said..."

"Should I be discharged or not?"

The middle-aged man finally dropped the last veil of pretense: "Professor Fang, you're so rich, with such a high salary, my child's surgery wouldn't even cost you a month's salary!"

"What's wrong with lending me some?"

Fang Ziye said, "The bank has much more money than I do, why don't you borrow from them?"

"If you think it's a mistake that my salary is high, then you perform the surgery tomorrow! And you can collect the salary!"

"It's that simple."

"Or if you think my income is illegitimate, you can even sue me. Our hospital has a disciplinary committee!!! Hubei Province also has a disciplinary committee."

"Now I'm asking you the most crucial question: should we do the surgery or not?" "Yes!" Fang Ziye raised his voice, but his middle-aged tone softened slightly.

"If you're going to do it, then find a way to raise the money. Don't try to morally blackmail me."

"You can even post short videos online saying I'm cold-blooded or something, it's fine!~"

"I saw you recording a video the moment I saw it. I told you to record it secretly so I wouldn't be afraid of you posting it. But once I find out you've posted the video, our hospital will release all the information. Then the truth will be revealed!"

"First, your child hasn't had surgery yet, and it's not an absolute emergency that could kill him immediately, so it doesn't meet the emergency avoidance procedure."

"Secondly, the state currently does not require patients undergoing elective surgery to receive treatment without paying upfront!"

"Third, you and I are both normal free people, and I have no obligation to help you in every way! But I can still assure you that I will reduce or waive all of your surgery and anesthesia fees. This is all the rights I can fight for for you."

The middle-aged man seemed to have lost all his confidence, and said dejectedly, "Professor Fang, I really don't have any money. I really can't come up with any more."

"But I still want to save my son."

"I had to ask the food delivery platform for special treatment yesterday to get the money for breakfast this morning." The middle-aged man's eyes were bloodshot.
Fang Ziye turned around and left immediately.

He simply said, "At most, I can share your situation in our colleagues' group and see if I can raise some money for you."

"You are the child's father, you have to find a way, you can't put all your hopes on others."

"It wouldn't work on me either!"

People are made of flesh and blood, and Fang Ziye was not blind to his family's financial situation.

But there are some bottom lines that cannot be crossed!

Paying to work? Unheard of! Only a despicable person would do such a thing!
"Thank you, Professor Fang. I'll try to borrow some more from acquaintances. I'll find a way." The middle-aged man wasn't unreasonable; he was forced into taking Fang Ziye's shortcut because he had no other choice.

The child needs someone to take care of him, so his elderly father came to Seoul to help.

The couple had spent all their savings and still had to support a paralyzed child. They simply couldn't afford to feed, clothe, or care for the family.

He felt incredibly lucky that his wife hadn't run away.

Money isn't everything, but even a penny can stump a hero.

……

After Fang Ziye sent out the information of the patients in the department, head nurse Huang Xiaowei started the fundraising process. The nurses and doctors in the department all contributed, ranging from two to five hundred yuan per person. Even the master's and doctoral students donated one or two hundred yuan.

After seeing the head nurse raising funds, other patients and their families in the department also donated some money.

Most of the people donated were from well-off families; those from average families donated four or five hundred, while those from well-off families donated one or two thousand...

In just one morning, the department collected 21,300 yuan...

Fang Ziye also donated the same amount as Professor Zeng Duoqin, which was one thousand yuan.

When Huang Xiaowei presented these statistics to Fang Ziye, Fang Ziye was at home pinching his eyebrows.

Luo Tingzhu brought Fang Ziye a cup of tea: "Senior brother, don't overthink it."

“You can help him, but you can’t help all of them. There are countless patients across the country with the same condition as him.”

Fang Ziye turned his head and took the teacup: "Have you finished your prenatal exercises?"

Luo Tingzhu nodded: "Thirty minutes a day is enough. Senior brother, you've been sitting here for almost an hour now. Mom and Dad are getting a little worried about you."

Fang Ziye's parents came over to help with the cooking, and Liang Xia's cooking skills were quite good.

The cuisine in Hubei Province is also on the spicy side, similar to Luo Tingzhu's usual taste.

Fang Ziye actually wanted to say that Luo Tingzhu could eat in the cafeteria, but Liang Xia and Fang Nanbei wouldn't allow it.

It wasn't that they were being pretentious; Fang Nan and Liang Xia simply didn't know what to do.

With a pension in hand and a promising son, Fang Ziye is still saving the money they've saved for him. He has nothing else to do and doesn't know what to do if he doesn't find something to do.

Fang Nan would occasionally go to the riverbank to cast a line, but he would also take the bus back on time to help with grocery shopping and cooking, which the elderly couple did every day with great pleasure.

Fang Ziye said, "Okay, I'll come out to eat later!"

"We have another hour-long video conference tonight, mainly because our team is currently advancing the treatment of multi-segment spinal cord injuries and high-level spinal cord injuries."

"Just one hour."

“Okay, I’ll go read a book for a while. Dinner should be ready soon. Mom made beef ribs today…” Luo Tingzhu said.

Fang Ziye smiled and said, "My mom's braised beef tastes just as good as the snacks, doesn't it?"

Luo Tingzhu nodded vigorously: "Not many seasonings, tastes great, and won't make you fat!"

She's a total foodie.

She has been indulging in her culinary desires lately.

Eat a lot.

"Eat more later, it's no problem to eat more beef! Don't listen to my mom's occasional nagging, that's just her way of thinking from the older generation!"

"However, her views have changed a lot now. Everyone says that pregnant women can eat beef, and of course she believes it now," Fang Ziye explained in a soft voice.

"Actually, my mom was just trying to do what's best for me. She said that she used to only have one child, which was a bit boring. She also envied other families with two children and especially loved her daughter."

"By the way, my parents said they're coming to see me in a couple of days." Luo Tingzhu changed how she addressed Luo Pan's current wife, Aunt Min Limin.

"Great! Let's go to the house we just bought then, it's quiet there!"

"I'll call a few housekeepers to come and clean in advance!" Fang Ziye said.

"No!" Luo Tingzhu advised, "It's not that I'm unfilial, it's just that I think Mom and Dad are really bored staying at home every day."

"Do you know how Mom cleans? If there's a stain on the floor, she'll grab a rag and wipe it up. She mops the floor every day because she says watching TV all day is too boring..."

"So she bought yarn to knit sweaters for her child."

Fang Ziye asked, "Your due date is in April or May next year, what kind of sweater should you wear?"

“She said it will be around this size in winter…” Luo Tingzhu said.

Fang Ziye chuckled. In fact, making his parents feel "relatively bored" to some extent is also a form of filial piety. At least it's much better than many people in his hometown who have to go out to work to "pay off debts" or raise their grandchildren at their parents' age.

"Go read a book for a while. Remember not to blow the air conditioner directly on you. Wait until your sweat has dried a little before adjusting the fan speed... otherwise the cold air will seep through your pores..." Fang Ziye was very thoughtful.

"I know, Senior Brother!" Luo Tingzhu went out the door.

Fang Ziye quickly sent a message in the group: "Get out and work! Get some rest as soon as you're done. Finish before 7 PM!!"

@Everyone!

Compared to six months ago when they stayed up until the early hours of the morning every day, the team now finishes their workday before 8 p.m.

While hard work and effort are certainly good things, they don't have much meaning if the purpose of working hard and effort isn't to enjoy life.

Just as they were calling out to someone, Liao Jia and Nie Mingxian replied, and Huang Xiaowei sent a message to Fang Ziye: "Director Fang, the medical expenses for bed 11 have been settled."

“The family of patient 22 in our department privately paid the remaining fees for him, and even gave him an extra 2,000 yuan for living expenses.”

"Bed 22?" This isn't Fang Ziye's group.

“Yes, it’s a big boss. He’s raising funds anonymously…” Huang Xiaowei replied.

“Okay!” Fang Ziye chuckled.

He cursed himself for being such a bastard, having to go through all sorts of trouble to do a good deed.

However, there was nothing that could be done; Fang Ziye simply couldn't openly allow 'paid work'!

But behind the scenes, with Youyuan Pei around, many things are easy to handle.

Of course, Fang Ziye couldn't do this kind of thing often, otherwise, if he encountered a hundred or so similar people a year, he would definitely go bankrupt.

Given Fang Ziye's current patient volume, he has likely encountered more than a hundred people.

After the video link was established, Liao Jia stated in a rather official tone: "Now I would like to announce the main topic of this video conference, which is the 'translation' of thoracic spine injuries in the routine treatment plan for patients with lumbar spine injuries!"

"An exploration of the treatment of multi-segment spinal cord injury".

"Currently, there are several main approaches to solving this problem..."

"Hu Qingyuan, Song Yi, you two please introduce the specific details and treatment challenges of these two diseases..." (End of Chapter)