top student at medical school

On the way back from the late-night snack, Jie Han, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked, "Senior brother, do you have quite a few students? Could you assign a few to me to mentor?"

"What's going on? Aren't the junior brothers in Master's hands enough for you to mess with?" Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu sat in the back. Fang Ziye's tone was light and natural, with the air of an elder brother.

Since Fang Ziye came to the new hospital campus on his own, Jie Han has been the head steward of Yuan Weihong's group. Yuan Weihong is no longer the small boss he used to be, but has become a proper big boss.

With the title of Outstanding Young Scientist in hand, their professional skills are rapidly improving through "training," and they are winning numerous school-level and provincial-level awards. The title of Outstanding Young Scientist is just around the corner.

Although Yuan Weihong is approaching forty, he has a good chance of being promoted to senior professional around the age of thirty, which would rival or even surpass Liu Huanglong, who had an academician as his father-in-law.

Yuan Weihong now has a considerable number of master's and doctoral degree holders.

Even this year, when Yuan Weihong had a Teachers' Day dinner, he didn't need to report to Deng Yong anymore. Instead, he acted like the big boss, opening a super large private room and "enjoying" the "offerings" from Fang Ziye, Jie Han, and others!
Of course, Yuan Weihong is currently undergoing intensive professional training.

Deng Yong took a solid step forward, and Jie Han, after nearly six years of theoretical refinement, was promoted in one fell swoop, which greatly stimulated Yuan Weihong.

Yuan Weihong once said that for the next ten years, he will continue to focus on clinical practice and have less contact with basic and clinical research. Unless there is something important, he will remain in seclusion until he can take another step forward.

Jie Han replied earnestly, "Senior brother, I didn't mean to cause trouble for the junior brothers, I just felt that we were a bit short-handed."

"Moreover, according to my senior brother Li Yuanpei, you intended to integrate 'orthopedics', and you hoped to find some common ground to break down the barriers between the various subspecialties of orthopedics, so that consultations and comprehensive treatments can be conducted more conveniently in the future."

"Moreover, what Master is doing now is what I want to do as well."

"Although my clinical skills are just average, they're not that bad either. If I spend more time on it, even if I can't compare to Tianluo, I should have a chance to compete with Senior Brother Wangyuanqi."

"With the theoretical foundation in place, I believe I should be able to learn faster."

"Currently, the major pathways related to HK2 on my mentor's side have not been fully understood. After returning to clinical practice, there are still many basic drugs and the therapeutic relationship between tumors that need to be studied."

"I can't put too much energy into it either."

"I'm about to become the chief resident."

Fang Ziye nodded: "It's possible, but you should be able to convince other students or junior students, right?"

None of the current doctoral and master's students are Jie Han's senior classmates anymore; they are all his junior classmates.

Hearing this, Jie Han grinned smugly, "Senior, strip away your intellectual aura, your writing ability..."

Only Jie Han dared to say that Fang Ziye knew nothing about writing articles.

Fang Ziye is very good at conducting research, but Jie Han has a deep understanding of his writing skills.

Who is Jie Han? He is the person who can turn Fang Ziye's English essay into an SCI article. His writing skills are exceptionally profound.

Nowadays, so many large articles are drafted and revised by Jie Han himself. Even Luo Tingzhu's graduation thesis was finalized after Jie Han revised it several times...

In the entire orthopedics department, in terms of experience and skill in writing academic papers, from Du Xinzhan, Deng Yong, and Gong Jiahe to interns, who doesn't know that Dr. Jie Han is the most outstanding?

I've personally submitted all my CAA articles!

Jie Han is very popular.

"Okay, sorry, I was wrong. You already know all my past secrets, so don't bring them up." Fang Ziye said, before explaining the 'resource exchange' matter from back then to Luo Tingzhu in detail.

Doing research projects and writing academic papers are really different.

While academic papers certainly need data to support their research, different presentation formats and statistical patterns can elevate their quality significantly—those in the know understand.

"Then go see for yourself."

“I recommend someone to you, Tong Li, who is about to start his third year of graduate studies in orthopedics. He is very good and quite similar to you. You can get in touch with him.”

"If the opportunity arises, try to bring him over; we haven't gotten to know the others in depth," Fang Ziye said.

Zhongnan Hospital is indeed an affiliated teaching hospital of Wuhan University, and it can find many geniuses, but the truly outstanding people are all found through chance.

Even an orthopedic department cannot produce top geniuses like Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo every year.

You'd be lucky to meet one every few years.

Of course, if we look at the hospital as a whole, it is quite common to find one or two people with the same qualifications as Lantianlu each year.

“Okay, senior brother.” Jie Han noted down Tong Li’s name and prepared to dig into the background of the professor of bone disease later.

……

The following day, October 23, Wednesday, was the day of the surgery.

In the general inpatient office of the new campus of Zhongnan Hospital, Fang Ziye was having breakfast with Lan Tianluo and others.

The office door was pushed open, and head nurse Huang Xiaowei brought in a patient.

After knocking lightly on the door, Huang Xiaowei said, "Director Fang, the patient in bed 11 said she wanted to see you privately about something. It's not an unreasonable request, so I brought her over."

Accompanying Huang Xiaowei was a young woman in her mid-twenties, whose demeanor still seemed rather immature and naive.

Fang Ziye hadn't finished his breakfast yet. Holding his chopsticks, which were covered in sesame paste, he narrowed his eyes and asked politely, "Excuse me, could you wait until I've finished my breakfast?"

“Okay, Teacher Fang. I’m not in a hurry!” The woman quickly bowed slightly and introduced herself.

This single word "teacher" likely reveals that she is either a student at Han City University or a medical professional.

Fang Ziye finished his meal a little faster, then slurped down a mouthful of water before looking at Lan Tianluo: "Tianluo, how much money is left in the department's breakfast account?"

"If it's gone, I'll send it to you."

Fang Ziye said that he could provide breakfast for all the junior doctors in the department, and that wasn't just empty talk; he had been doing it since the beginning of the year.

Fang Ziye couldn't possibly give the attending physicians with master's or doctoral degrees a proper salary, so he could only give them some small perks.

Both professional master's and doctoral students are students, not formal employees.

No one was getting paid, and Fang Ziye was no exception.

Even if Fang Ziye was willing and had the money, it wouldn't work; it would violate industry rules.

Master's and doctoral students receive academic subsidies; this is the current policy.

"I don't know, senior brother. You can send some if you want, but it doesn't matter if you don't..." Lan Tianluo didn't remember that much.

He became the chief resident, which means he started receiving a salary. In addition, with research bonuses and patent royalties, he is currently in a stage of minor financial freedom.

Besides, Lan Tianluo spent millions to give Fang Ziye a gift.

He really didn't care about this small amount of money.

"Be careful, Fairy Tale might investigate your finances," Fang Ziye said with a light laugh.

Everyone knows that Lan Tianluo has a girlfriend who is currently working at Union Hospital of Huazhong University of Science and Technology. However, it is said that after several years of Lan Tianluo's persistent persuasion, she may come to Zhongnan Hospital when her contract expires.

"Family ties... what's the point of checking my medical records?" Lan Tianluo replied nonchalantly, continuing to adhere to the general principles of hospitalization.

Eat quickly, sleep quickly, poop quickly... At 7:40, in the director's office, Fang Ziye led the young woman in and greeted her, "Don't be too nervous, please sit down. You must be a medical student, right?"

"Teacher Fang, yes, I am a student of Teacher Zhang Qiao in the Department of Rheumatology at our hospital. My name is Yuan Shanshan, the Shan as in female."

After introducing herself, Yuan Shanshan bowed and said with emotion, "Teacher Fang, first of all, thank you very much for allowing my father to be admitted to the hospital earlier."

"Just don't spread it around. As long as it doesn't cause a huge uproar, I will definitely do my best to take care of my relatives in this hospital."

"Why did you come to see me today?" Fang Ziye asked.

The patient was transferred from the neurology department. All the indications met the transfer criteria, but he was still transferred from the neurology department of this hospital. It was quite a hassle, but it was slightly better than the usual waiting list.

“Teacher Fang, I heard from my mother that when the senior students here were signing the consent form, they said that my father’s surgeon would be Teacher Li Nuo and Teacher Tang.”

After Yuan Shanshan finished speaking, she quickly looked up, her voice trembling with nervousness: "Professor Fang, I can understand you, but could I use my rights as a family member to request that you be the surgeon?"

"After all, he's my father!"

Yuan Shanshan was naturally nervous. By making this request, she was stepping out of her student identity and communicating with Fang Ziye as a family member.

"This is a very normal request, not excessive at all, of course it's possible."

Fang Ziye said, "However, I still want to try to secure the opportunity for our team's Associate Chief Physician Li Nuo and Associate Professor Tang Yi to be the lead surgeons."

"I don't know if you are clear about the current surgical procedures for treating spinal cord injuries. In the recent period, our department has been using spinal cord puncture devices to insert needle electrodes and bridging electrodes."

"As long as the procedure is performed according to standard procedures, whether it is me or Dr. Li, the results of the procedure will be similar."

“In the first few months, I would choose to perform manual puncture and implantation, but it is very troublesome, and I can only schedule three or four surgeries a day at most.”

"But now, with the help of equipment, we can make seven or eight machines. And the quality is very good!!"

“Student Yuan, you understand, right? It’s like cell counting in the laboratory. In the past, we relied on microscopic examination to count cells, but now we use machines to detect them.”

Yuan Shanshan was slightly surprised: "Teacher Fang, are you using a puncture instrument now? I heard my teacher say that the effect is better when you do it yourself?"

The fact that Fang Ziye's manual operation can achieve a higher quality than spinal cord puncture is something that ordinary patients are unaware of.

But those in the industry, especially those in our own institute, know this.

"Hmm, it might get a little better."

"But actually, the impact isn't that big!"

"Because after both surgeries, there is a high probability that the desired functions can be restored. Even if more functions are restored through manual surgery, it is still not enough to restore one to the state of a normal person."

"If you have high requirements for the quality of the surgery, you will still need to undergo subsequent 'functional reconstruction' or 'functional rehabilitation surgery'!"

"Student Yuan, this is roughly the analogy."

"If the functional score of a paralyzed patient is 0 and that of a normal person is 1,000, then manual operation can reach 110, and the score of instrument operation is about 90."

"After undergoing functional reconstruction surgery, the scores can reach between 350 and 450, and some even reach around 500."

There will be some difference after the first surgery, but there will be no difference after the second surgery.

"Based on my understanding of bed 11, I suppose the uncle will need a second surgery."

"If the total score is only 200 points, a difference of 20 points is definitely not small."

"But if it's a total score of 1000, 20 points is only a 1% difference. Yuan, do you understand what I mean?"

Fang Ziye's analogy was both colloquial and somewhat professional, but he was still a little worried about his father's condition: "Teacher Fang, is that really the case?"

"Of course!~"

"However, this is our current prediction, and no patients have actually experienced its verification, because surgical treatment for spinal cord injury patients does not last long."

"Currently, our hospital's hand surgery department has just started to treat the first batch of patients who have undergone spinal cord injury surgery for functional reconstruction."

“However, based on our animal experiments and theoretical reserves, this is the prediction,” Fang Ziye replied.

"Of course, there is another purpose to doing this: I will treat fewer and fewer cases of simple low spinal cord injury in the future. Instead, I will gradually choose to accept some patients that I dared not treat before."

"Actually, many patients in the department also ask me to perform the surgery, but I always suggest that they have Associate Chief Physician Li Nuo perform the surgery."

"The same goes for your father."

"Of course, if you, Yuan, strongly insist that I perform the surgery and perform manual puncture, I will agree!" Fang Ziye didn't rule out the possibility of a definitive answer.

The gradual replacement of diseases in the department and the handover of surgeons who have completed the surgery is a step-by-step process. It is not that just because Li Nuo has learned how to use the spinal cord puncture instrument and can perform such surgery, Fang Ziye can immediately give up and stop doing it.

"What do you think?" Fang Ziye pressed Yuan Shanshan.

"Yes, thank you, thank you, Teacher Fang. If that's the case, then I think it's acceptable."

"My father, he should be able to stand up, right?" Yuan Shanshan's eyes were full of expectation.

She is not only a medical student, but also a daughter.

A doctor feels most powerless when he can save patients within his specialty, but is helpless when his loved ones are suffering...

"It's highly likely, unless there's an extremely rare and unpredictable accident that none of us can foresee." Fang Ziye doesn't dare to guarantee that this surgery will still have a 100% success rate.

There might be a one in a thousand surgical failure rate, but we just haven't encountered it yet.

While Fang Ziye and Yuan Shanshan were talking, another round of arguments could be heard outside the director's office.

"You won't do this...you won't do that. Is your Director Fang only thinking about becoming famous through scientific research?"

"Hey, is he a doctor after all? Is he here to treat patients, or to use them as research material to gain fame?" A middle-aged man's voice was full of vigor.

Across from the middle-aged man, Lan Tianluo's tone was unwavering, and he rebuked him bluntly: "If Director Fang hadn't given up on functional reconstruction and limb preservation surgery six months ago, what kind of surgery would your daughter be able to have now?"

"Lying down is her only option!"

"You start to criticize others when you're almost full?"

"Do you think that Director Fang chose to have spinal cord injury surgery because he couldn't have any other surgeries available before?"

"You call this gaining fame?"

"Why didn't you take your daughter to another place for surgery last year? Did you not have enough money? Or did you think your daughter wasn't worth the money for surgery?"

"Make a name for yourself? Let someone else make a name for yourself! Now, get discharged. Don't let Director Fang make a name for himself."

"Go! This is your right. Say something!"

"Say something, will you?!" Lan Tianluo was in his final stage of hospitalization, and had been there for nearly eleven months, so his temper was at its peak. (End of Chapter)