top student at medical school

"You're an orthopedic surgeon? Then we're colleagues... Brother, nice to meet you! It's really fate." On the high-speed train from Han City back to En City, Fang Ziye reached out to shake hands with someone next to him.

The scenery outside the window was woven into lines, and Fang Ziye, who was sitting in seat F reading a short science article on WeChat, extended his right hand and smiled casually: "Hello... nice to meet you."

"Brother, which unit are you from? Are you also here in Wuhan on a business trip?" The speaker looked two or three years younger than Fang Ziye, with a medium build and a very talkative demeanor. His face was full of fighting spirit, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"Yes, this time I'm going back to my hometown from Wuhan... I work at Zhongnan Hospital." Fang Ziye didn't pretend and directly stated his workplace.

The other person was taken aback, then said apologetically, "Goodness, if this were another place, I'd have to call you teacher. I'm sorry to bother you like this."

Zhongnan Hospital is one of the best institutions in Hubei Province. Many doctors from prefecture-level cities and counties in the province need to go to such institutions for further training.

“We are all passengers now, how can you say we are being presumptuous?” Fang Ziye put away his phone.

The other party was very proactive, and Fang Ziye couldn't very well turn them away: "Brother, which unit do you work for?"

"I am Chang Zeyi from the Oncology Department of Enshi Municipal People's Hospital. Chang is from Changshan, Ze is from Zerun, and Yi is from Yiqi."

"Brother, where are you from?" Fang Ziye was not very old, so Chang Zeyi didn't take it too seriously and didn't insist on the title of teacher.

“I am from Ba County, Enshi,” Fang Ziye said.

Only Fang Ziye came back this time; he went to attend his grandmother's 80th birthday celebration.

The parents had already gone back to make arrangements. Luo Tingzhu was originally going to come too, but Xiyan had a high fever and was hospitalized, so she couldn't come.

With Luo Tingzhu and Min Limin in Han City, and Lan Tianluo and others also looking after him, Fang Ziye still planned to go back for a while since it was the weekend.

After all, my grandmother is indeed getting old.

“Ba County, what a wonderful place! I’m from Xuan County!” Chang Zeyi said.

"Brother, is the work pressure very high at your hospital? I heard that you have to frequently submit research papers to get promoted?"

Fang Ziye nodded: "If it's a teaching and research title, that's true. However, our hospital places great importance on these two titles, so the requirements for research projects are quite high."

"Shouldn't your Minzu University Hospital also be looking for articles now?"

Chang Zeyi smiled and said, "Yes, articles are needed too. Too many people have ruined the overall environment and atmosphere."

"But we can't compare to you guys. For us, getting promoted or having a provincial-level research project is already considered a great blessing."

“We don’t care about teaching and research titles here, we only care about professional titles. Whoever has the best ability is more sought after.”

"Of course, if the research is done well, it will also become a showcase for the hospital."

"What's the point of demanding scientific research from ordinary doctors like us? It's just making things difficult for us ordinary people."

"It is enough to require only a small number of people to do scientific research. The research papers produced by most people are just cobbled together and are of little use."

“However, a teaching hospital like your Zhongnan Hospital is quite ruthless.”

"For example, there's a professor named Fang Ziye in the Department of Orthopedics at Zhongnan Hospital. His research is truly meaningful."

"They are all clinical research topics closely related to clinical practice, and many of them are major breakthroughs in clinical research. Just hearing about them makes you feel incredibly awesome."

"Do you know him?" Chang Zeyi asked.

Fang Ziye nodded and said honestly, "I've seen him many times, but I've basically never spoken to him."

Fang Ziye wasn't lying; he was mostly just talking to himself and rarely asked or answered his own questions. Of course, he hadn't spoken much with Fang Ziye.

"What about limb transplantation, limb preservation surgery for severe injuries, microcirculation chemotherapy for tumors, microelectrode implantation for spinal cord injuries..."

"Tsk tsk, it sounds unbelievable that he actually did it all."

"This kind of person is more suited to scientific research."

"You and I, the research topics we do are all about, like meta-analysis of a certain therapy, meta-analysis of a certain oncology drug, comparison of the complication rates of a certain chemotherapy drug..."

"Hey, it sounds so embarrassing that we have to beg people to get it published in CSCD."

"Brother, you've published quite a few SCI papers, haven't you?" Chang Zeyi asked Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye nodded: "Yes, we have published a few. Our hospital requires that we have SCI articles."

Chang Zeyi said, "SCI is good. In our hospital, those with SCI publications get promoted much faster than those with CSCD publications, and those with publications get promoted even faster than those without..."

“If you come to our hospital, you won’t have to worry about anything at all.”

After Chang Zeyi finished speaking, he realized he had spoken out of turn: "Brother, I was just joking. Actually, I also wanted to go to Zhongnan Hospital, but they didn't want me."

"A spendthrift like you is a waste of space at our hospital. You might even get ripped off by some people with connections..."

"What do you mean by that?" Fang Ziye asked.

“You can buy articles!” Chang Zeyi said.

"On the black market, prices are clearly marked: 50,000 for an SCI paper, and 5,000 to 10,000 for a CSCD paper. Can an average person afford to buy from them?"

"Even if it's a little more, it's still working for them," Chang Zeyi complained.

"Well, personal connections exist everywhere; they're unavoidable. Does your hospital have a lot of personal connections?" Fang Ziye thought for a moment and asked.

"A lot? Perhaps we could use a more cautious word: all of them."

"In our hospital, the person you absolutely shouldn't mess with isn't the department head, but the nurses in our department!!"

"Do you think this is ridiculous or not?"

"In our oncology department, a couple of years ago, a guy came in and got into an argument with a nurse. As a result, his medical records were investigated, and last year he was relegated to the medical records room to sit on the sidelines..."

“A professional master’s degree takes at least seven or eight years to train, and then they are separated from front-line clinical practice.”

“I heard he resigned at the beginning of this year and went into business…” Chang Zeyi said.

"Huh?" Fang Ziye was startled.

“Oh, I went to the coastal area, I think it was Hangzhou or somewhere, anyway, in Jiangsu Province. There are many hospitals and opportunities in Jiangsu Province. Although the competition is fierce, the opportunities are relatively fair,” Chang Zeyi quickly explained.

This "going to sea" is not the same as that "going to sea".

“That’s true. It’s really tough for ordinary doctors like us.” Fang Ziye nodded, empathizing with him.

"That's right... Take me for example, I applied for five years for a spot to study abroad but never got one."

Chang Zeyi sighed, "Forget it, I don't even want to think about this anymore. I might as well retire, I'm a long-time doctor."

"Does your oncology department not have a specific order for the number of places available for external training?" Fang Ziye asked curiously.

"Sorting? Are you kidding me?"

Chang Zeyi rolled his eyes: "The oncology department is actually just a chemotherapy department. The chemotherapy department is just about applying the same routine and prescriptions to patients and that's it."

"It's all standard chemotherapy routine, what's so new about it?"

"If you dare to innovate and don't listen to the director, you might get in trouble..."

"No innovation, just write out prescriptions directly, anyone who can read can do it." "Ward rounds in the oncology department are easy to write, medical records are easy to write, and signing of consultations is easy, after all, it's the oncology department."

"Patients and their families are very understanding, especially those in our hospital's oncology department." Chang Zeyi pursed his lips and gave Fang Ziye a particularly sweet smile.

“That’s true…” Fang Ziye said.

In oncology departments, especially in Enshi, the treatment is basically palliative chemotherapy.

Rich people come here to prolong their lives, while poor people wouldn't go to such a place.

Even if the condition worsens, it's not the chemotherapy's fault, it's the condition's fault.

No one has a particular problem with oncology.

"Oh, I forgot to ask, brother, what department are you in?" Chang Zeyi asked.

“Me? I’m an orthopedic surgeon,” Fang Ziye said.

"Orthopedics, the orthopedics department of Zhongnan Hospital, you're really impressive. It's very difficult to get into the orthopedics department of Zhongnan Hospital these days."

Chang Zeyi said, "I have a younger brother who was rejected by Zhejiang University's doctoral program. The rejection rate was extremely high."

"Especially Professor Fang's department, they are really inhumane."

“The PhDs from Zhejiang University are all so outstanding, with overseas experience and SCI publications, but he just didn’t want them. Moreover, he told my younger brother that his clinical skills were too shallow.”

"No, he wants PhDs with both research achievements and clinical experience? He's trying to recruit a miracle worker..."

"You said you've met Professor Fang Ziye, right?"

"Is he a very arrogant person?"

"Hmm, we're quite familiar with each other. I think it's alright..." Fang Ziye said.

Immediately afterward, Chang Zeyi examined Fang Ziye's eyebrows very carefully, then fell silent: "You are..."

"Professor Fang?"

"Yes, my name is Fang Ziye." Fang Ziye smiled kindly at Chang Zeyi.

"It's a great pity and I'm sorry that we couldn't keep Dr. Chang's brother."

Chang Zeyi immediately became obsequious: "Professor Fang, look at what you're saying. You obviously have your own standards for choosing people. It's just that my brother isn't capable enough. That's why he didn't win your favor..."

"I just didn't expect that Professor Fang is from Enshi."

Fang Ziye didn't mind and said, "I stayed in Enshi for many years until I went to Jinshi to study at university after the college entrance examination, and then left Enshi."

"Everyone is the same."

Chang Zeyi said, "I'm sorry, Professor Fang, I didn't disturb your work just now, did I?"

Fang Ziye shook his head: "No, no... I was just casually reading some short articles."

"Actually, riding in a car can be quite boring, so it's nice to just chat casually."

Chang Zeyi chuckled: "Professor Fang, you are already so outstanding, yet you still maintain the habit of studying hard. This attitude really makes me feel ashamed."

"Professor Fang, please continue with your work. I won't bother you any longer..." Chang Zeyi wisely ended the conversation.

He didn't even mention exchanging contact information with Fang Ziye.

It wasn't until the train arrived at the station that Chang Zeyi said goodbye to Fang Ziye: "Goodbye, Professor Fang! I'm going to get a taxi now."

"My friend is here to pick me up. Do you want me to give you a ride?" Fang Ziye asked.

Fang Ziye's hometown is in Enshi, and someone came to pick him up.

"No need, Professor Fang, I can take a taxi back myself. Don't trouble yourself." Chang Zeyi ran away quickly, as if afraid that he would become ingratiating and flattering at any moment.

Fang Ziye did not speed up to catch up with the other party, but simply walked slowly outside.

"Yezi, Grandma instructed me to make sure you are taken back safely."

"You're really something now... a professor and chief physician at Zhongnan Hospital..." Fang Ziye's cousin said excitedly as he took Fang Ziye's luggage.

"People in the village and nearby areas are much more polite to us than before. They're all relying on you."

"Brother Lu, that's a bit of an exaggeration," Fang Ziye replied after fastening his seatbelt in the passenger seat.
"It must be because you're a good person, Brother Lu. Otherwise, no one would bother to greet us."

Liang Lu said, "Being a good person is one thing, but can you earn respect from others just by being a good person?"

“Ziye, you’ve been away from home for too long, so you don’t know the village rules.”

"Honest people are the easiest to be looked down upon; your neighbors and neighbors would love for you to be worse off than them."

"Strong against the weak, weak against the strong."

"If having a good temper is all it takes to earn respect, then Wu Laizi from our village must be the most popular person."

"Just like before, although your maternal grandfather's family was polite to us, they were actually quite arrogant. Why?"

"Isn't it just that his child passed the civil service exam in Enshi?"

"He still hasn't been promoted to deputy section chief, I don't know what he's so smug about..."

"It was around the year before last or sometime after Third Grandfather learned about your abilities from Uncle Chen, Ziye, that he started visiting our house more often."

"They still come to give gifts quite often now."

The "Brother Chen" that Liang Lu mentioned is named Liang Renchen, who is Liang Lu's cousin. Liang Lu is the eldest son of his second maternal uncle, Liang Renyong. Liang Lu also has an older sister named Liang Yan, who married and moved to Yishi, but will be returning today.

"Why does Third Grandfather often come to Grandfather's house? Uncle Renchen and I are not from the same system." Fang Ziye frowned slightly.

"What else can you do?"

Liang Lu shook his head: "But Yezi, you don't need to worry. Your grandparents are very shrewd and won't cause you any trouble."

Fang Ziye explained, "Brother Lu, I'm just an ordinary doctor, not someone who's rich or powerful..."

“I had a relative on my father’s side who wanted to use my connections to start a medical device business, but he failed, let alone help others.”

Fang Ziye is not involved in politics, so he really can't help.

Furthermore, none of Fang Ziye's relatives are college students, not even a junior college graduate, so even if Fang Ziye had a quota, he couldn't give it to them.

We can't just send a high school student to Zhongnan Hospital; that would make them too obvious a target!

"Ye Zi, why are you explaining this? It's just that your cousins ​​are useless; otherwise, they would at least be asking you for help in their future endeavors."

“But now, we’re happy that you’re still willing to acknowledge us as your brothers and sisters,” Liang Lu replied simply.

He ran a car repair shop in town and was living a comfortable life...

"But you'd better be careful with your aunt's brother-in-law; his intentions for coming back this time aren't entirely pure," Liang Lu warned. (End of Chapter)