top student at medical school

The surgery didn't go particularly smoothly, but there weren't too many unexpected events either!
Around 1 p.m., Fang Ziye led his team to complete the core part of the surgery for the thoracic spinal cord injury.

After carefully examining the relevant surgical details, Fang Ziye nodded gently: "Whether it's good or bad, that's all we can do. The rest is up to fate."

Performing surgery on a human is a completely different experience from performing surgery on a rabbit.

Hu Qingyuan accompanied Fang Ziye throughout the entire project. He stood with his hands behind his back, tiptoeing, and said with a smile, "Master, there will definitely be no problem."

"With your skills, at least the principle of non-harm will not be violated."

"Routine surgeries on the thoracic and lumbar spine can potentially lead to paralysis!"

No matter which hospital's spinal surgery department it is, there is always a certain chance of paralysis during surgery. This is not something that doctors intentionally do, but rather something that will be faced in any surgery involving the spinal cord.

Unless one possesses exceptionally meticulous and advanced surgical skills to prevent such occurrences, it is impossible to minimize the likelihood of them happening.

Although Fang Ziye has not encountered this before, he cannot guarantee that his surgical patients will not suffer from this complication.

And if that happens, there will likely be a lot of arguments and lawsuits.

Even so, Fang Ziye would not stop the surgery because of such a rare situation.

"Medicine should avoid being arbitrary."

Fang Ziye tilted his head: "You should say such things less often in the future."

Fang Ziye has become somewhat mystical.

“Okay!” Hu Qingyuan nodded quickly.

Professor Tang said, "Ziye, you and Ge Luo go down to eat first. Leave the rest to Li Nuo and me!"

"The first surgery took quite a while. The next one is probably close to 3 o'clock. The next surgery is expected to take about three hours. We'll have to work overtime today."

Fang Ziye said, "Then let's try to leave work on time."

The first spinal cord injury surgery in the thoracic spine took more than half longer than the estimated time. The surgery, which was expected to be completed at 11:00, didn't finish until 1:30.

After Fang Ziye returns, he should also carefully summarize the patterns of the surgery to see if the surgery time can be shortened.

……

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Yi was very surprised to find that today's joint revision surgery went exceptionally smoothly, but he said without much 'surprise': "Ziye, it seems that it's better to have fewer assistants in the future."

"Otherwise, if the food is too good when you're the one performing the surgery, then when the others come to assist, they'll have to complain about the food."

Tang Yi knew that Fang Ziye had made his move.

During his time as an assistant, Fang Ziye provided him with the best operating space, the best operating field of vision, and the best surgical assistance.

It appears that he was the one who performed the surgery, but in reality, Fang Ziye was the one who passively took the lead.

Currently, it is estimated that only Professor Fang Ziye and Professor Du Xinzhan in the department can do this.

Fang Ziye smiled and said, "Professor Tang, isn't it almost done? Can we leave work on time now?"

"Mainly because it's getting late, and this surgery is quite rare, it doesn't have much educational value!"

"If you encounter two or three cases in your lifetime, it's considered bad luck. You might as well finish it as soon as possible."

If a joint surgeon only encounters one or two cases of a particular disease in their lifetime, then the analysis and teaching of that disease loses its significance.

As a treatment team, the main objective should be to ensure the effectiveness of the surgery, rather than to teach junior doctors. Therefore, Fang Ziye did not hesitate to support the surgery.

With his strong manual repositioning skills, Tang was able to perform the surgery at a high level.

"That's true. Atypical cases are less meaningful to analyze; they mainly rely on the individual's basic skills."

"Here, give me the titanium mesh, let's start making the cover."

"We can start removing the bone cement now; the surgery will be over soon." Tang Yi immediately took control of the pace of the surgery, his mood extremely good.

Working with Fang Ziye's team is incredibly comfortable.

Aside from lacking the absolute sense of accomplishment of being the lead surgeon, it's flawless.

……

After leaving the operating room, Fang Ziye did not have the opportunity to go back to the ward to see the patient who had undergone the first surgery. Instead, he received a call from Professor Zhang Quan of the Department of Spinal Surgery.

In the elevator lobby on the second floor of the surgical building, which connects to the operating room and changing room, Fang Ziye walked into the corridor: "Professor Zhang."

"Fang Ziye, are you done with your surgery?"

"Isn't it about time?" Professor Zhang Quan's tone was hesitant.

"Yes, I just got off the stage. Is there something you need, Teacher Zhang?" Fang Ziye nodded in response.

Zhang Quan said, "There is a matter. A patient I treated last month had no problems with the preoperative examination and there was no lack of electrical signals."

"But the postoperative results were very poor, only one-fifth of what I usually achieve with surgery."

"It's not that it had no effect."

"Ziye, do you have time to come over? We can discuss this together."

"Or, after you get back, we can discuss this case online?"

Professor Zhang Quan's voice was rather reserved and polite.

Fang Ziye could not refuse such a suggestion. Not to mention that Professor Zhang Quan was a professor in his own department, even if it were a professor from another department asking for advice so politely, Fang Ziye would treat him with the same courtesy.

"Professor Zhang, if you're not in a hurry, I'll go back and have dinner. I'll come over then, and we can discuss this after we've seen the patients in the clinic," Fang Ziye said, offering his available time.

Fang Ziye had indeed passed her paternity leave, but because of the new baby at home, she didn't fill her schedule too much.

Thursday was a non-surgical day, and the only surgery scheduled at the nursing home was a very complex pelvic reconstruction surgery.

The situation was beyond the capabilities of the Gong family and the professor, so Fang Ziye stepped in, but there was only one such case.

Fang Ziye is now at the pinnacle of orthopedic surgeries in the sanatorium. He only performs surgeries on cases that others cannot handle or that they deem extremely difficult.

Unlike when he was leading a team before, Fang Ziye didn't have to personally analyze every case.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Ziye."

"The main reason is that this case is quite special, and I want to study it in more depth," Zhang Quan explained.

"Professor Zhang, that's only right. I also need to study this in more depth and rule out any surgical contraindications that we haven't discovered yet," Fang Ziye replied politely.

……

"Baby Xiyan, are you being naughty again? Are you crying again?" Fang Ziye had just arrived home when he saw Sister Chang carrying the wailing Xiyan and walking around the house.

That's how babies are; even the sweetest little ones can be adorable when they're cute, but they can also cry incessantly when they're crying.

Luo Tingzhu said, "According to Sister Chang, Xiyan baby may have premature intestinal gas, a symptom that other babies only encounter in February."

"There's no better way than to do some tummy time exercises."

Fang Ziye nodded: "Sister Chang, how about I give you a hug and see?"

Sister Chang dared not disobey, after all, Fang Ziye was a top professor.

After Fang Ziye laid Xiyan baby down, she continued to cry and move her arms and legs wildly. However, Fang Ziye had learned "gas-relieving exercises" and was an excellent examiner, so he could perform the exercises with great care and precision.

Soon, Xiyan's crying subsided. Although she was still sobbing softly, her bloating had clearly eased considerably, and perhaps because she was exhausted from crying, she gradually began to drift off to sleep.

Chang Jie and Luo Tingzhu were both surprised. After exchanging a glance, Chang Jie said, "Professor Fang, Xiyan needs to drink her milk. She was crying non-stop just now, and we haven't fed her yet."

Sister Chang recorded the time of the breastfeeding, which was exactly 3 p.m., about three hours ago.

Fang Ziye looked at Xiyan, who was gradually falling asleep, with some heartache, and suggested, "Sister Chang, based on your experience, will delaying the baby's feeding by an hour cause any harm?"

"She's tired from crying, why doesn't she sleep a little longer?"

Fang Ziye only knew that the baby was stupid, so stupid that she wouldn't wake up to drink milk when she was hungry and needed to be woken up. But actually, when Fang Ziye and his family were young, if they slept well at night, they wouldn't drink milk at night when they were very young.

But with improved understanding, Fang Ziye naturally has more faith in science.

“Professor Fang, there’s no need to be so strict about the number of times you breastfeed!” Sister Chang’s voice was rather restrained.

"Then let her sleep for a while..."

"Tingzhu, you should rest for a while too. You're all sweaty."

"I'm going to eat first, and after that I need to go to the spinal surgery department of this hospital to participate in a case discussion," Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu was naturally a bit tired. Xi Yan was crying so much, and even Chang Jie couldn't soothe her. How could she possibly "sleep"? She held her and took turns comforting her for a full two hours.

"Let me eat with you too!"

"Although I was a little tired, I took a nap in the afternoon," Luo Tingzhu said.

Fang Ziye then asked Sister Chang, "Sister Chang, is my wife working overtime today?"

"I've added it," Sister Chang said with a smile.

She had eaten with Fang Ziye's parents right away. At that time, Luo Tingzhu was holding the baby and comforting him. Luo Tingzhu had some snacks and wasn't very hungry, so she didn't eat dinner.

It was nearly seven o'clock in the evening, so Fang Nan and his companion went for a walk.

Luo Tingzhu gave Sister Chang a reproachful look: "Sister Chang, didn't you promise not to tattle?"

"ah."

"Senior brother, don't pinch me." Luo Tingzhu's right side flashed.

"Serves you right for being disobedient. Next time, I'll tickle you too."

"You're still in your postpartum period, don't think about work. If your research team can't produce anything during your maternity leave, then you might as well disband."

“You’re just the team leader, not the team’s general helper or logistics person,” Fang Ziye corrected Luo Tingzhu’s thinking.

"Senior brother, there are some things they just can't do," Luo Tingzhu explained.

Fang Ziye said, "If you can't do it, send it to us for help, and let Lan Tianluo help."

"It's not really appropriate for me to always trouble you and Tianluo with my affairs," Luo Tingzhu said somewhat stubbornly.

"What do you mean by suitable or unsuitable? You'll help Tianluo when he needs something in the future."

“Tingzhu, I can understand if you’re embarrassed to trouble Jiehan, but if you’re embarrassed to trouble Tianluo, is there still some unresolved issue in your heart?” Fang Ziye asked.

Luo Tingzhu shook her head: "It's not that, it's mainly... um."

Luo Tingzhu hesitated, as if she wanted to speak.

Fang Ziye was very clever. After thinking for a moment, he understood the whole story: "I was wondering why Tianluo was unwilling to marry Tonghua. So that's the reason."

“I can understand her. After all, she is Tianluo’s girlfriend, so she feels that we are bullying Tianluo.”

Luo Tingzhu said, "So, it's best if we don't bother Tianluo too much."

Lan Tianlu had a falling out with Tonghua before because Lan Tianlu gave Fang Ziye the prototype of the project that cost millions to develop as a gift.

Now, it's estimated that Tonghua feels that Fang Ziye only treated Lan Tianluo as a tool, rather than as a true 'partner'!
Fang Ziye said, "Let Lan Tianluo handle it himself... I respect his choice..."

Luo Tingzhu rolled her eyes at Fang Ziye: "It's not something you'll be involved in for the rest of your life, so of course you should respect it."

"But actually, Lan Tianluo won't suffer any losses if Tong Hua gives him this advice."

"Tianluo is too young and acts impulsively. If he continues to be so careless, he will easily suffer losses."

"He'll be leading a team on his own someday... Senior, can you protect him forever? Doesn't he have to grow up eventually...?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye fell silent.

As he remained silent, Fang Ziye even lost his appetite.

Fang Ziye has always known that growth is a very painful thing, not only his own growth, but also the growth of others.

Growth brings not only maturity, but also separation and relinquishment!
Children grow up, and parents grow old.

When children grow old, their parents will die.

Your own children will grow up, and you will die too. That's life...

As life moves forward, Lan Tianluo is no longer the young master's or doctoral student he once was. He is growing up and will soon become a mentor and an attending physician.

It is foreseeable that he will soon become the team leader.

At that time, Lan Tianluo, who has a family to support, will also have his own set of tasks.

Jie Han would be the same, just like the relationship between himself and his master Yuan Weihong...

Fang Ziye couldn't even remember the last time he had chatted with his master; the last time must have been in March.

Such a thing would never have happened during Fang Ziye's studies.

"Well, okay, I see."

“We’re not students anymore,” Fang Ziye sighed, swallowing back the mixed feelings in his heart.

……

"Senior brother, I have to go out for a bit. If Song Yi calls later, you might need to go back to the hospital for an emergency." Lan Tianluo called to give Fang Ziye instructions as he headed out to the hospital.

"Okay, sure!" Fang Ziye nodded.

He advised, "Tianluo, don't act impulsively when you're doing things."

Lan Tianlu laughed and said, "Of course. I know who treats me well and who doesn't. It's just that there are some things that we can't reveal to others."

"You didn't tell my sister either, so of course I won't tell her either."

"But senior brother, I think the fairy tale is pretty good, so I might give her a little hint."

"Senior brother, can you please not mind?" Lan Tianluo asked sincerely.

After Lan Tianluo was discharged from the hospital, Fang Ziye assigned him other tasks. He seemed to be doing nothing, but in fact, he had other important responsibilities entrusted to him.

"You decide for yourself. You're all grown up now, and you need to figure these things out for yourself," Fang Ziye replied cautiously.

"But no matter how much we grow up, you're still my senior, and also my brother-in-law. My parents aren't in the field, so who else can I ask besides you?"

"I can't get any information from Master either." Lan Tianluo had grown up and understood what Fang Ziye had felt back then.

Teachers are just ordinary people, and parents are just 'ordinary people' too! (End of Chapter)