Wen Dongfang hadn't asked a student which subspecialty he was in for a long time, he had been retired for a long time, and he was only responsible for working in the warehouse, occasionally walking around all the practice rooms.

Then if there is time, a group of old guys who are so old that their necks are in the dirt will discuss together which child has a good talent, which child doesn't seem to have come again, and it is estimated that he went somewhere after graduation.

There are a few more young people this year, and what their talent is.

At his age, how could it be that you Fang Ziye is a master of trauma surgery, and he is also a student of Yuan Weihong, where did they see you in the practice room. He only cares about whether you are talented or not, when you come, when you don't come for a long time, and when you never come again......

Zhou Ziyu is another professor of hand surgery and a direct supervisor of Associate Professor Li Qi.

Li Qi replied: "Teacher, Ziye is not a student of our hand surgery, but a student of trauma surgery, Yuan Weihong. ”

Associate Professor Li Qi is Chinese New Year's Eve eight years old today, he was a seven-year student, and he happened to be studying for a doctorate in the year when Professor Wen Dongfang was 63 years old.

Li Qi also often refers to him as a master and a teacher.

"Yuan Weihong?"

"Trauma surgery? Which one is Mr. Yuan Weihong, I'll go talk to him. Professor Wen Dongfang said this indifferently.

As if to say, no matter who Yuan Weihong's teacher is, he has a way to transfer Fang Ziye to hand surgery.

But as soon as Wen Dongfang said this, Li Qi and Yang Wenzheng's faces changed suddenly.

Fang Ziye nervously pressed his palms against the countertop.

Are you sure you want to talk to my master?

There's no need for that.

Li Qi hurriedly replied in a low voice: "Teacher, Ziye's master is Professor Chu, and Yuan Weihong is Professor Chu's student. ”

It means that Professor Wen, Professor Chu died before he retired, so let's not talk like this.

Wen Dongfang was a little confused at that time, and his cloudy gaze swept up and down Fang Ziye a few times.

Just stunned for a moment, and sighed slightly: "Then, forget it." ”

After Wen Dongfang finished speaking, he took off his gloves and planned to go outside the operation room.

"Professor Wen, what about him?" Yang Wenzheng thought to himself, Professor Wen, you have to make a statement, such an excellent student, you don't plan to miss it like this, right?

"You young people's affairs, solve them by yourself, I am only responsible for watching excellent students, in a good mood, and don't care about the rest." Wen Dongfang's tone was chic, he stretched out his hand slightly, and walked outside the operation room.

In fact, in the tone, there is a trace of loneliness in the chic.

How to say it, people of their age value inheritance the most, but if Fang Ziye is not the disciple of the late Old Professor Chu, he must find a few other old guys to talk to.

The old professor of his generation, Professor Chu, is alone, life is impermanent, and now there are very few inheritors in the hospital.

If you dig up all the people in this vein, it will be a person who is desperate and does not do this.

When Associate Professor Li Qi heard this, he still fought for it: "Ziye, what are your own thoughts?" ”

"You should be able to understand that if you are willing to come to us for a PhD in hand surgery, as long as you are willing, I have a way to convince your teacher, and your prospects for development in our department are even better."

"Professor Wen will also be partial to you."

To be honest, at this moment, Fang Ziye hesitated and moved.

However, the only reason why he didn't dare to waver and answer was his mentor Yuan Weihong.

Fang Ziye arched his hand slightly and said, "Professor Li, thank you for your kindness, thank you Professor Wen for your love, and thank you Brother Zheng for giving me this opportunity, but you also know that I have a teacher now." ”

"Regardless of where you want to go after graduation and choose, you must discuss and inform the teacher to make the right choice."

"Professor Li, can you allow me to discuss with the teacher for a while?"

Fang Ziye didn't dare to refuse directly.

Because he was afraid of being scolded by Yuan Weihong, he didn't dare to agree directly, and he was also afraid of being scolded by Yuan Weihong.

Just kidding, a few months ago, Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong were both worried about studying for a doctorate, if his teacher knew that he had the opportunity to stay in the hospital, and directly refused, what if he felt that he was a bad pen?

After being able to enter the hospital, subspecialties can be transferred to each other, and if Yuan Weihong has a way to transfer himself from hand surgery to him, but he refuses and throws this stepping stone, then Yuan Weihong will definitely be angry.

Studying for a Ph.D. is just a tool to get a stepping stone for academic qualifications, and staying in the hospital is also a path and choice.

Li Qi didn't let Fang Ziye make a choice at that time, but just said, "It's okay, you think about it, I'll also contact Weihong." ”

Associate Professor Li Qi is older and older than Yuan Weihong, so he can be directly referred to as Weihong......

Then, Yang Wenzheng continued to invite Fang Ziye, Luo Tingzhu and Lan Tianluo to dinner, and chose the previous restaurant, although it was a little late.

But Yang Wenzheng is a regular gourmand of that restaurant, and the seat continues to be kept.

This boss is good at doing long-term business, Yang Wenzheng said when he entered the door: "Boss Yang, you called in person, I have to keep it for you no matter what, right, we have no friendship." ”

In a word, Yang Wenzheng's emotions are taken care of comfortably, but in fact, today's private seats and lobby are still full, and there are still people queuing outside.

Yang Wenzheng said: "Thank you boss for giving face......"

Fu Province, Xia.

Yuan Weihong just finished a small venue and a small report on Friday, and barely won the applause of his peers and superiors.

Student Jiehan bowed slightly very sensibly, took Yuan Weihong's computer, and held it in his hand.

And said, "Master, over there, Professor Zhou from the Department of Hand Surgery came and said that he came to see you on purpose. ”

In academic communication, there must be something to do ppt, but in the same way, real academics are generally willing to bring their own computers to prevent their lectures from being leaked or copied by others.

Because of young people like Yuan Weihong, the things they come up with are all new and unwritten data, and some of them can even be directly appropriated into the article after they are processed.

With such a cautious personality, Yuan Weihong must not be at ease to connect to someone else's computer with a USB disk, so he directly brought his own computer and projected directly.

"Professor Zhou of hand surgery?" Yuan Weihong was stunned.

"Yes, I asked Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing, that is Professor Zhou Ziyu of the Department of Hand Surgery. Now in the penultimate row, where you were sitting, Master. Jiehan nodded, and while zipping the computer bag, he took out Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing and helped him determine his identity.

Yuan Weihong is the speaker representative of Zhongnan Hospital, maybe the professors will not come to cheer, and even students from different groups of the same department will not come to cheer, but students in this group like Jiehan and Sun Shaoqing will inevitably come over to help applaud.

To avoid the whole venue being cold at that time, this is considered to be a scene.

Yuan Weihong then walked in the direction of Professor Zhou Ziyu with Jiehan, and after seeing that the other party was Professor Zhou Ziyu, Yuan Weihong bowed slightly, and stretched out his hands forward at the same time: "Professor Zhou!" ~”

Zhou Ziyu also stretched out his hands: "Weihong, I see that the case you just shared, the quality of data analysis and the quality of PPT on each page are very high." ”

"It's all done in strict accordance with the format of international case sharing, and almost every page is supported by a literature search. Weihong: You're doing well academically, aren't you? ”

Zhou Ziyu's face is a little long, his eyebrows are like knives, and his voice is dull, but he doesn't lose his demeanor. The words of encouragement are also pertinent, not vain and casual praise.

After Yuan Weihong and Zhou Ziyu's hands loosened slightly, they retracted the hem of their suits and leaned in slightly: "Professor Zhou, the main thing is that the teachers teach well, and we also try our best to learn well to avoid losing face in front of our peers." ”

"In such a big scene, the professors are very sharp-eyed and knowledgeable, and if there is no article to support the opinions, I am afraid that I will be questioned and speechless, so I can only do more work in advance."

"Did Professor Zhou come over for any orders?"

"Actually, a phone call or a message is all you need." Yuan Weihong was full of smiles, although he was a master's tutor, he still needed to be cautious and humble in the face of such a high professor.

Because of his academic and professional background, the gap with professors is at least one level high.

Although it is said that the hand surgery department of Zhongnan Hospital is not as good as the trauma surgery department, and the strength is so strong, after all, he is a professor, and he is not Deng Yong, so he dare not be careless.

"That's right, Weihong, I'm here this time to discuss something with you......"

Zhou Ziyu made some of the words that Li Qi reported to him clear, and then continued: "Weihong, as teachers, we still don't have too narrow vision, you said Ziye, it is indeed intended to move closer to the direction of our hand surgery." ”

"I have also spent a lot of time and effort, and now I have made sufficient preparations, and I have good attainments in the continuation of the broken tail artery.

"This is very rare, I think, since Ziye has such a will, let's either respect the children, I can go and have a good talk with Professor Deng."

"Ziye is only twenty-seven years old this year, and he can already connect more than 90% of the microarteries of mice, and the effort and bitterness behind this should not be said by me."

"Of course, I'm sure I respect what you mean! ~"Zhou Ziyu is still polite and personable, and he does not directly force others.

To tell the truth, after Zhou Ziyu said this, Yuan Weihong was stunned on the spot, and next to him, Jiehan, who heard what Zhou Ziyu said, was like an empty Taoist in the Dream of Red Mansions, with an empty brain and empty consciousness.

At this moment, I really want to hang my voice on the.

But did not dare to speak.

Yuan Weihong's eyes rolled several times before he said, "Professor Zhou, I really haven't heard of what you said, and Ziye hasn't mentioned such an idea to me. ”

"However, two days ago, the people in our department reported to me that Ziye has indeed made a lot of progress recently, and he is still doing manual reduction in the department, and he can also identify irreducible shoulder dislocations."

"Jiehan, did your senior brother express to you that he wanted to go to hand surgery to study for a doctorate?"

Of course, Jiehan shook his head: "No, Master." ”

Then he smiled at Professor Zhou Ziyu.

But Zhou Ziyu naturally knew that Yuan Weihong and Jiehan's singing and harmony was for him to see.

"Weihong, this kind of meaning, it must be difficult to say it clearly, then you said that if you don't want to develop into hand surgery, why should Ziye practice suture to such a depth? It's not necessary, right? ”

"Of course, that's what I mean, Weihong, you can consider it, now Ziye is like a jade in our hand surgery, and with a little modification, you can become an excellent hand surgeon."

"You are not in a hurry to reply to me, you can discuss it with Director Deng Yong." Zhou Ziyu smiled and patted Yuan Weihong's shoulder.

Then, Zhou Ziyu moved the topic away, mainly asking if Yuan Weihong had a chance to enter such an opportunity as Qianqing Jieqing, his eyes were high, and he said a few words of encouragement.

After Zhou Ziyu left, Yuan Weihong was in a slightly fried mood at that time.

But he didn't dare to talk to Fang Ziye directly.

Zhou Ziyu's words are clear, if Fang Ziye did not mean to develop into hand surgery, he would definitely not need to practice sutures to such a high level.

Broken tail and continuous connection, the entire trauma surgery, in addition to the professor level of Professor Deng Yong, there is also Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan, who has this ability in suturing?

Neither Associate Professor Peng Long from Professor Han Yuanxiao's group and Associate Professor Chen Fang from Professor Dong Yaohui's group did not.

This is strange.

Yuan Weihong didn't dare to be careless, he had communicated and explored with Professor Deng Yong in Xiamen City recently.

This is just the end of the foreshadowing, why did such a pole suddenly come and insert it directly into Yuan Weihong's heart, and a professor personally came forward to discuss with Yuan Weihong.

When Yuan Weihong found Professor Deng Yong, Professor Deng Yong was the chairman of the second session of the afternoon conference in a branch venue, and he didn't have time to pay attention to Yuan Weihong at all.

It wasn't until half past five in the afternoon, when it was over, that Yuan Weihong waited to pick up Professor Deng Yong and walk off the stage.

and told Professor Deng Yong about Professor Zhou Ziyu.

He also said: "Professor Deng, I really don't know about this matter, and I don't particularly know what Fang Ziye means, but I think Professor Zhou Ziyu's analysis is reasonable. ”

Professor Deng Yong said: "During the time I was just serving as the moderator, I received messages from three people. ”

"One is to listen to bamboo, listen to bamboo, today Fang Ziye was borrowed by Yang Wenzheng to go to the practice room of hand surgery, and did a broken tail artery continuation surgery, the effect is very good, Yang Wenzheng directly called the associate professor in the department and Professor Wen Dongfang of hand surgery into the practice room."

"The results after the stitches are very good."

"The second is the information of Director Ni of the Department of Hand Surgery, I hope I can consider putting Fang Ziye in the Hand Surgery."

"The third piece of information comes from my mentor, Professor Li, as you know, my master is a little younger than Professor Wen, about four or five years old."

"When they worked, hand surgery and trauma surgery were not completely separated. What my teacher meant was that if Ziye had such a will, we should not hinder him. ”

"It's not easy for young people, Fang Ziye's growth, many old professors see it, and they also have a backgammon nickname."

"I haven't had time to process every piece of information." After Deng Yong finished speaking, he scratched his head, feeling a little tired.

Because whether it was Professor Ni Yaoping, the administrative director of the Department of Hand Surgery, or his mentor, Professor Li, or Professor Wen Dongfang, Deng Yong did not dare to easily refute and refuse.

Yuan Weihong was stupid on the spot, and shrugged his back slightly: "Why did even Professor Wen and Professor Li know about this matter, and they still came out to be lobbyists?" ”

A professor Zhou Ziyu, the high level of hand surgery, made him a little at a loss, and at this moment two orthopedic veterans were involved.

Yuan Weihong's scalp was faintly numb.

Why did you come out for a meeting, and you felt that your heart would be dug up, and it would be poached like this?

"Now most of the people in the department are not there, and the deputy high school of our trauma surgery department has come to Xiamen City, and there is only one deputy high school left in the hand surgery department at most."

"Yang Wenzheng wants to determine Fang Ziye's level of stitching, what else can he do besides disturbing the old professors?" Deng Yong sighed slightly.

"In this matter, you contact Ziye directly, don't avoid suspicion, just ask him directly what he thinks."

"The hand surgery department of our hospital, today's young generation, is indeed a little bit young, I also heard before, now Li Qi, has been promoted to deputy high for a long time, and is still on the clinical frontline."

"There is no indication to stand up, if Fang Ziye is really willing to go to hand surgery, we can do a good thing, it is okay." Professor Deng Yong's analysis is quite comprehensive.

At half past five o'clock in the annual meeting, all the meeting procedures of the day were over.

When Yuan Weihong left the venue, he was very depressed, and he was not happy at all because he participated in a small venue as a speaker.

After hesitating, Yuan Weihong asked Jiehan to go back to the hotel first and bring the computer with him. He, to calm down a little, Yuan Weihong plans to go to the beach for a walk.

However, just as Yuan Weihong got into the taxi, a message rang on his mobile phone, coming from Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye's first sentence was to ask Yuan Weihong if he had already finished the meeting.

Then the estimated information is written in advance, and it is very objective to report what happened today.

Then he asked, "Master, I don't know how to choose now, I'm afraid I'm going to make the wrong choice." Wasted opportunity. ”

"Actually, what I mean is that I still follow you, Master, to continue to study for a doctorate and then stay in the hospital to work, but now there is a good opportunity in hand surgery, and I am afraid that if I miss it, I will not have the opportunity to work with you and help you in the future."

"But if there is a high probability that we can stay in the hospital, we may not be in the same place clinically, and we can still ...... in the same research group."

Listen to everyone's opinions and make the chapters a little smaller to make it easier for everyone to read. But if it's too short, it's not easy to write.

Xiaoyu's code word speed is not fast, it can only be said that it is best to ensure quality and quantity, like the 40,000 words on the day it was put on the shelf, it must be not, no one has written it dead, try to maintain it at least 6,000 to 10,000 or so updates.

(End of chapter)