top student at medical school

"Junfeng, you could have stayed in the opera troupe, why didn't you choose to? Tell me your honest thoughts," Fang Ziye asked.

Liyuan Hospital is an affiliated hospital of Huazhong University of Science and Technology. Although it is not as high-end as Union Hospital or Tongji Hospital, it is advantageous because it is not far from Zhongnan Hospital.

Feng Junfeng passed all the re-examinations, and Fang Ziye had also gone to make arrangements, but Feng Junfeng chose to return to the prefecture-level city hospital in his hometown.

Feng Junfeng lowered his head and finally spoke his true feelings: "Master, in the end, I just can't bear to take off this 'Kong Yiji' long gown that you put on me."

"Over the years, following you, my master, and the other teachers and fellow students in the team, and working on so many research projects, I've bound to have some thoughts in my mind."

"This idea can't be implemented in Liyuan Hospital. It's better to go to a prefecture-level city hospital. There, maybe someone will steal my job, but no one will interfere with my research direction."

Feng Junfeng is a hardworking person with his own ideas and certain qualifications.

There was a high probability that he would be hospitalized, but he was unlucky and ran into a "moonlighting expert" who came to Fang Ziye because of his reputation. This person gave up his "team identity" with the original academician team and came to Fang Ziye to seek employment. Fang Ziye could not turn a blind eye to this.

Fang Ziye cannot inherit the mistakes Deng Yong made back then.

“If Liyuan Hospital can’t operate, you can come to me, your master, right?” Fang Ziye continued to ask.

Feng Junfeng said, "Master, studying and working are different. Studying is in the school atmosphere, while working is in the workplace atmosphere."

"Staying in the hospital is the best option. The teachers are familiar, the classmates are familiar, the superiors are familiar—everything is familiar. There's no need to cultivate new relationships..."

“But once we leave here, even if you treat me very well, Master, can I really use your reputation to intimidate others?”

"How come I have never seen you use your own reputation or Teacher Deng's reputation to intimidate others?"

Fang Ziye rolled his eyes and his tone tightened: "Feng Junfeng, are you implying something or praising me?"

Fang Ziye didn't use his fame to intimidate people; he simply used his own strength to beat many people black and blue, like fish frying in a hot pan!

Many years ago, there was Wu Xuanqi, and also "Miss Xie" from Kyoto!
Fang Ziye doesn't need to use his reputation to intimidate people; it's just that others are afraid of him, fearing that if he's not careful, he might turn them into the same kind of "Han Yuanxiao" that happened at Zhongnan Hospital back then!
Fang Ziye dared to confront an academician a few years ago; who would dare to confront Fang Ziye in the academic field now?
As for being right in a professional field?

Stop joking. The current mature surgical procedures and standard diseases don't attract Fang Ziye. Fang Ziye is too lazy to even treat such diseases.

The surgeries they perform are either for complex or innovative cases.

Even if he's not as actively developing new techniques as he was in previous years, those who know Fang Ziye know that he's brewing something big...

"Master, of course I'm praising you."

Feng Junfeng then lowered his voice and said softly, "Moreover, the resumes of Brother Wu Xuanqi from Tongji Hospital and Brother Nie Mingxian from our team have also given me a lot of inspiration."

"Great talents often mature late. Being a doctor is a lifelong career, so even if you start from a slightly lower point, it won't affect you at all."

"But you have to do your own thing, be down-to-earth, do your own thing in a real way, and make it happen."

"I'm lucky right now. As long as I can make the product, I'm not afraid of not having a place to sell it. But I need to calm down and focus on making my own products."

Feng Junfeng has learned self-awareness very well.

With Fang Ziye as his mentor, and given Fang Ziye's current status in the martial arts world, as long as he creates something, he doesn't need to sell it outside. He can simply use a powerful summoning spell, and Fang Ziye can pave a smooth path for him.

As the saying goes, "When one attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven." After Fang Ziye attained enlightenment, he could not forcibly keep Feng Junfeng in the hospital, thus engaging in nepotism.

But if Feng Junfeng really produces an outstanding research project, no one will dare to act unfairly in front of him.

"Yes, good, I'm glad you have this idea."

"Your idea is right. Perhaps going to a prefecture-level city hospital would be more beneficial to your development."

“Because if you were here, I might interfere with your true thoughts, making you do what I think you should do, instead of doing what you should do,” Fang Ziye replied frankly.

Feng Junfeng said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Jie also said that my idea has potential."

"Have you met Jie Han?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Yes, Master, you've been away these past few days, busy with other things, so I went to see Senior Brother Jiehan."

“Senior Brother Jie also said that my direction has potential, but I won’t tell you the specifics, Master!” Feng Junfeng replied.

Fang Ziye knew Jie Han.

After eight years of chaotic accumulation, Jie Han finally awakened to the theoretical level of a 'national champion'. Moreover, this 'national champion level' is different from that of ordinary national champions; it may be the level of a national champion with high experience.

This leap was extremely arduous, and only Jie Han himself could make it. To outsiders, it was seen as 'weird' thinking and 'illogical'.

Yuan Weihong used to be afraid of Jie Han, which shows just how 'flexible' and unreliable Jie Han's thinking was.

"What time is your train? I'll take you there now..." Fang Ziye suggested.

"10:20, there's still an hour and a half left."

"Then we can set off." Fang Ziye went out and went downstairs.

……

The following day, June 28th, Wednesday.

Wednesday was supposed to be the surgery day for Fang Ziye's team, but Fang Ziye slept in late and wasn't woken up by Fang Xiyan until 10 a.m.

"Dad, Dad, we've gone to the amusement park, why aren't you up yet?"

“I’m going to get angry if you don’t get up. I washed Pipi, drank milk, ate breakfast, and even went for a walk this morning.”

"You stinky dad, don't you want to take me to the amusement park?" Fang Xiyan said, hands on her hips, looking quite like a little firecracker.

Fang Ziye glanced at the time and quickly got out of bed: "Oh dear, it's so late! Daddy, get up right away."

"Dad, you'll be quick with your washing up, give me five minutes!"

"You have eight minutes. Eat breakfast." Fang Xiyan wiggled her bottom and went out: "Grandma, Grandma, I want to wear that red dress today..."

"Okay, I'll find it for you."

"Could you help Xiyan look for it?"

“Mother-in-law, I’ll go. I doubt my in-laws will be able to find us.” It was Min Limin’s voice.

"I'll go pack Xiyan's toy stroller box," Fang Nan said honestly.

When Fang Ziye went out, he saw his father Fang Nan, mother Liang Xia, and mother-in-law Min Limin doting on Fang Xiyan.

Fang Nan used a toy stroller to try and bring all of Fang Xiyan's toys with her, including her favorite castle.

"Dad, don't build this castle, and don't put on these buckets and shovels. We're going to an amusement park, not a beach," Fang Ziye advised.

“Isn’t there a beach at the amusement park? What if Xiyan wants to go? Buying something at the last minute might not be as good as what we have at home,” Fang Nan said. “You don’t need to install it.”

Fang Ziye rolled his eyes: "Why weren't you this nice to me when I was a kid?"

Liang Xia completely ignored Fang Ziye and asked Xi Yan, "Should we bring this green floral dress with us...?"

"Grandma, bring snacks too." Fang Xiyan made a face at Fang Ziye.

Fang Xiyan grew up being pampered by many people. He could basically buy whatever he wanted, and his toys could fill half a room.

This newly purchased four-bedroom apartment was forcibly converted into a three-bedroom apartment, one of which became Xiyan's toy and dressing room!

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu's only rule for Fang Xiyan was that he was not allowed to lose his temper. The more he lost his temper, the less likely he was to get what he wanted.

Otherwise, if she's well-behaved, she'll just scan the code to pay for whatever she likes.

Fang Nan and Liang Xia have pensions, and Min Limin's pension and savings are even more outrageous. She is still very wealthy after buying Lan Tianluo a house.

Although Min Limin has elderly parents to support, she also has two older brothers who send money home every month. Min Limin also frequently travels, yet she remains a 'wealthy grandmother'!
Fang Nan rolled her eyes at Fang Ziye: "We didn't have these conditions when you were a child. Xi Yan is so well-behaved, of course we can fulfill many of your needs."

"Xiyan, what other toys do you want?"

Fang Xiyan said, "No, no, this is already a lot..."

……

Noon, 12 o'clock.

Under the scorching sun, Fang Xiyan seemed unfazed by the heat, running around like a little butterfly. One moment she followed Fang Nan to the top of the slide, and the two 'kids' slid down side by side. The next moment she went to splash in the water, and her grandmother would change her clothes when they got wet.

A little while later they went to ride the rocking horse and the carousel...

Even Min Limin followed behind Fang Xiyan, leaving no room for Fang Ziye's hands to protect her.

Fang Ziye looked on with envy, but he was also very happy.

If I hadn't worked so hard and struggled for so long, if I were just an ordinary doctor in a prefecture-level city hospital, would my parents have been able to raise Xiyan so comfortably? Would Xiyan have been able to be happy whenever she wanted?
Can I skip going to the operating room if I want to be discharged on the day of surgery?
On-duty shifts and mortgage payments are Fang Ziye's main business now.

While the family of several people were having fun here, Luo Tingzhu, who was still "working" in the operating room of the sanatorium, was filled with envy. She sent Fang Ziye a set of monitoring photos and pouted, "I also want to come out and have fun, I don't want to work."

Fang Ziye laughed and said, "That's fine too. You just need to beat up the head of your anesthesiology department and get him to do things for you."

"Or you could bring a few experienced surgeons with you, and you can completely entrust the operating room to them with peace of mind."

"Forget it, I'll just keep working!!!" Luo Tingzhu felt that neither suggestion was reliable.

She is not Fang Ziye. Fang Ziye's current leisure is all earned through 'battle'.

Doctors are very busy, township doctors are not idle, and grassroots hospitals like county hospitals are working around the clock. Doctors in prefecture-level city hospitals are like oxen and horses, while doctors in Zhongnan Hospital are like 'donkeys, oxen, and horses,' not only doing clinical work but also conducting scientific research and undertaking research projects.

Even renowned professors like Deng Yong and Wang Xinghuan still have to work hard for the 'future'.

On the other hand, Fang Ziye, after years of hard work and training, trained Lan Tianluo and Jie Han, and also brought out some professors, associate professors and associate chief physicians. Fang Ziye was simply ridiculously carefree.

Leave the research direction to Jie Han; come to me if you have any questions.

Clinical work is handled by Professor Tang Yi, Li Nuo, Qin Geluo, Jie Han, and Lan Tianluo. If there are any issues, you can also consult Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye's job was simply to clean up the files each day, check on the special patients in the ward, and offer some guidance if there were any special matters.

At the sanatorium, Professor Gong Jiahe is in charge of orthopedics, and Li Yongjun and Nie Mingxian are in charge of vascular surgery. Unless it's a special surgery, Fang Ziye is too lazy to go.

In 2007, Fang Ziye would occasionally teach "spinal cord injury and functional reconstruction surgery". However, after November 2007, Fang Ziye improved the spinal cord puncture device again, and he stopped teaching altogether. He just stayed behind the scenes and became a big shot, looking like a leisurely person.

Fang Ziye appeared to be sitting in a recliner, but he was actually still thinking.

There are several important topics, one of which is the treatment of ALS (Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis).

One is basic research on muscle 'secretory hormones'—how should this research be concluded?

One is the newly discovered miRNA, and whether it can become a target for chemotherapy drugs for osteosarcoma. Another research topic is the application of CC materials in artificial blood vessels.

Another is to be responsible for the research and development of a new type of hemostatic device.

Any one of these topics would be enough to leave the academicians scratching their heads in frustration.

Fang Ziye also felt a headache coming on, but despite the headache, he silently endured it all, while bearing the gossip that some people said he was "acting like a big shot," and resting to "find inspiration"!
To be honest, when doing research, the idea is the most important thing.

Inspiration is also the most important.

These topics are all of great practical significance. One is the treatment of rare and intractable diseases, which can fill the gaps in the treatment capabilities of modern medicine.

One aspect is the fundamentals of the super research platform. If muscle secretion can truly promote the growth of bones, muscles, and nerves, then it is a new technology that could redefine the current treatment standards for most diseases.

New chemotherapy drugs for osteosarcoma can further increase the postoperative survival rate of osteosarcoma patients, and new hemostatic devices can save the lives of patients with traumatic shock even in the hands of ordinary doctors.

What Luo Tingzhu knew was that as soon as Fang Ziye submitted these research topics to his superiors, someone immediately came to handle the "follow-up" for him!

First, the National Health Commission asked Fang Ziye if there were any difficulties in his clinical work.
Oh, yes.

So, who do you want to do your clinical work?
Jie Han, you can do it!

Professor Gong is fine with it, and even asking for Professor Duan Hong is not out of the question.

Then someone asked if Fang Ziye's research group had enough money, whether the 40 million yuan allocated this year had been used up, and if so, why. Was it because they couldn't afford to buy some large equipment?

Naturally, the most enthusiastic were the medical device companies that Fang Ziye regularly collaborates with.

Guangbai Group is currently a "medical consumables research and development" company under the military medical enterprise. It has more than 40 medical doctors of various specialties stationed in Wuhan to help Fang Ziye develop various projects, so that Fang Ziye can focus on clinical research with peace of mind.

Of course, they did not sideline Fang Ziye's clinical business.

Everyone knows that medical research originates from clinical practice but transcends it; fabricating research topics out of thin air and generating ideas is pure nonsense.

Trying to achieve results by undermining the source of the problem is absolutely impossible.

So, Fang Ziye, this "leisurely person," is actually not leisurely at all; on the contrary, he is under the most pressure.

Fang Ziye is currently watching a video.

She was the same age as Fang Xiyan, and her opening line was a devastating blow: "Mommy, it hurts, Mommy, it hurts so much..."

Then the scene shifts, and she looks dazed and fearful: "Mommy, I won't move. Please tell the doctor to stop holding me, okay? I won't move, I won't move at all. I'll ask them to give me the injection, please stop pressing on me..." (End of Chapter)