"Okay, Master, I'm free, it's half past nine, I can definitely finish checking the room at half past eight." When Fang Ziye returned home, Yuan Weihong called, saying that he had a consultation operation tomorrow Sunday, and asked Fang Ziye if he would go.

Can Fang Ziye not go?

Although Yuan Weihong's attending staff is not conspicuous in Zhongnan Hospital and feels that his ability is not top-notch enough, in an ordinary prefecture-level hospital, it is at least comparable to the ability of the deputy chief physician or even some chief physicians.

This is not an exaggeration.

Some surgeries that can be done by the chief physician at the prefecture and city level, Yuan Weihong may not be able to, but the surgeries that Yuan Weihong can do will not be done or dare not do by the chief physicians of many prefecture-level hospitals.

High selling standard is a standard for reliable staff in top tertiary hospitals.

What is a high standard, that is, the ability during the treatment period, must be competent enough to be an associate professor, can be promoted at any time, this is called a high standard, otherwise, you squeeze your head, you can't roll others, and scientific research must also go hand in hand.

Fang Ziye happened to not be in the laboratory, and he happened to go to bed early.

The next day, with a longing, Fang Ziye arrived in the ward at seven o'clock, and after checking the room by himself, he changed his patient's medical instructions, and then sent a message to his junior brother Jiehan, explaining the time of dressing change for the patient in charge and the wound photos recorded during the ward rounds on Friday and Saturday.

Let Jiehan show Qin Geluo, who has low qualifications who will bring morning rounds on weekends, and everything will be covered.

The wound is good, the healing is good, the patient's condition is good, and the superior must be relieved that he will not cause trouble again. Naturally, Fang Ziye also recorded the inflammation indicators of the blood draw, took pictures and sent them to Jiehan, who basically didn't have to think about things, and could report the hospital bed he was in charge of.

At half past eight, Fang Ziye went downstairs to the community where the teacher Yuan Weihong lived, and then sent a message: "Master, do you want to pack you a breakfast?" ”

Surgery at half past nine is naturally to be done in advance, and it is not an operation in our hospital.

"What are you eating?" Yuan Weihong asked back.

"Buns." Fang Ziye sent a photo of the bun drawer, and white smoke was still emitting from the bun drawer.

"Come, add a fritter, a cup of soy milk. I'll transfer you the money. After Yuan Weihong finished speaking, he turned around the twenty oceans.

Fang Ziye was not polite, knowing that Yuan Weihong went out for consultation and surgery today, and the cost of the flying knife should be expensive.

And there was not much money, so I decisively accepted it.

Then Yuan Weihong drove out of the garage, and when he arrived at the entrance of the community, he gave up the main driver's seat to Fang Ziye, and the two rushed to Pi District with their mobile phone navigation.

Pi District Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine is the place where the two of them have to rush to the consultation.

Fang Ziye drove very steadily, he didn't dare to make a mistake, after Yuan Weihong drank before, Fang Ziye once drove once, and now Fang Ziye occasionally tries Yuan Weihong's BMW car, the price is not expensive, but more than 300,000 six years ago is not cheap.

"Master, what kind of surgery is going to be done later?" Fang Ziye asked curiously.

Only in this way can he think about what he can do and gain a little knowledge without affecting the patient's prognosis and the quality of the operation.

"It's a bone transport." Yuan Weihong came up and threw a king bomb.

The corners of Fang Ziye's mouth squirmed a few times, this was too high-end.

Bone transfer is a kind of ceiling of trauma surgery techniques, but it is only a difference in proficiency, but even the simplest bone transfer process, Fang Ziye can't do it, and at most pick the corners and corners.

When bone transport is performed, the diaphysis needs to be amputated, but the integrity of the periosteum must be preserved. When pulling the bone, the periosteum will be pulled along with it, and the periosteum will be stimulated by the stretch, and the osteoblasts on the periosteum will proliferate and form new bone.

This is the principle of surgery.

"Master, Senior Sister Luo is bent on staying in the hospital, and I can't persuade her, after all, it is also something that affects the future of others." Fang Ziye didn't dare to go back to his profession, so he just replied to the question that Yuan Weihong had explained before.

"Well, Professor Deng and I already know, a few days ago, we asked Yan Zhiming to inquire."

"Tingzhu's family factors are quite complicated, her parents got married for the second time after they divorced, and she was a child before the divorce, and the two did not touch. When she became an adult, she did well in exams, and her parents originally wanted her to study as a normal student. ”

"But Tingzhu himself was not happy, so he applied for the eight-year program of our school, and the score was good. But the tuition fees were all funded by her grandmother, but two years ago, her grandmother passed away. ”

"Since then, Tingzhu has basically never returned home, and he won't go back for the New Year, as if he doesn't want to go back." Yuan Weihong nibbled on buns, drank soy milk, and enjoyed the special car driver for master's students, in a beautiful mood.

When Fang Ziye heard this, he asked: "The eight-year school system is inherently short, and it is still difficult for the scientific research accumulation and professional accumulation to catch up with the normal 11-year doctoral brothers during this period, right?" ”

"The surgery is fine, if I go to the Department of Internal Medicine, that group of academic doctoral students will be even more desperate, this can't be helped."

"And on Professor Deng's side, the number of doctoral students is already too large, although Tingzhu does not occupy the quota, but the project fund is not enough."

"I don't have anything extra to give her, so I can only rely on herself."

"I'm not the year before last year, and I'm going to give part of the project fund to Professor Deng's Ph.D. to do experiments, and I have students myself." Yuan Weihong was undeniably expressional.

That is to say, boy, don't think that if you become Professor Deng Yong's doctor, you will escape, your master's bull break, you haven't fully seen it.

If there is a problem, it is a father, and Fang Ziye has long understood this.

"Master, the number of projects and funding is not too much, in the doctoral stage, I don't have as much time in clinical practice as before, I think they seem to be applying for school-level and provincial-level projects, I also want to try." Fang Ziye said so.

"Yes, if you can get the money, you won't be afraid that you won't be able to finish the experiment."

"In our lab, some people do experiments for you, as long as you can get it. And there is no conflict between you and Jiehan, he applies for the master's level, and you apply for the doctoral level. ”

"As long as you can get the money, your master has a way for you to finish the problem." Yuan Weihong is upright.

It's not easy to get a topic, but if you can get a topic, it's a bull break.

If you can win the project at the student stage, after working in the future, when you apply for the Youth Fund of the National Natural Science Foundation of China, others will look at it, oh no, this person has completed the project at the student stage, and it must be reliable to give him money.

This is a kind of accumulation, but also a resume, to thicken your own resume, others are also assured, but also to increase their own gold content.

"Master, then I'll try to make a very small direction." Fang Ziye said so.

"Hmm."

"You haven't noticed much before. In fact, you are a good hand at experimenting and doing scientific research, and I already knew that it would be good to transfer you to a master's degree. Yuan Weihong turned his head left and right.

"Today's buns are good, beef filling, right?"

"Yes, Master."

"Actually, my clinical operation is not bad, right?" Fang Ziye hurriedly mentioned, don't wait for a while, you only see my scientific research talent, let me watch next to the operating table, don't let me do anything at all, that's so worrying.

"It's okay, it's decent, it's a little better than the average person, it's a little less than that kind of top genius."

"But it's okay." Yuan Weihong is well-informed.