top student at medical school

Chapter 332 Indenture and Contract (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

Hospitalization often makes one lose track of time, day and night.

Eat when you're hungry, sleep when you're tired, and when you wake up, check the time first, then see if you need to rush to the clinic for a consultation, and complete your daily quota tasks, etc.

When Fang Ziye woke up in the operating room again, it was already 7:40.

There's definitely no time for breakfast, no time to change clothes, and at most, I can go to the toilet, but I can only use the toilet to drain the water before I have to go to the department for the morning shift handover.

Let's confirm the time. Yes, it's no longer the weekend; it's Monday again. We need to hand over the shift early.

After graduation, the goal should be employment, and the atmosphere after employment is the workplace. I just finished my thesis defense yesterday, so I can't just ignore everything and skip the morning handover today.

Wouldn't that be a huge disrespect to Han Yuanxiao, the department head?
Although Fang Ziye has not yet signed a contract or indenture, the personnel department is just waiting to go through the procedures.

To sign a contract, Fang Ziye must at least complete his thesis defense and the school must agree to issue his degree and diploma certificates!
Otherwise, under the encouragement of the orthopedics department, they signed a contract with Fang Ziye, but Fang Ziye didn't graduate, and that joke went a bit too far.

After Fang Ziye arrived at the department, Luo Tingzhu thoughtfully brought him some steamed buns.

“Last night, I heard from a senior colleague in another department that he saw you in the operating room. I guess your sleep schedule is irregular, so I brought you breakfast.”

Luo Tingzhu's words were a bit convoluted, but if you grasped one principle—that the term "senior brother" simply referred to Fang Ziye, while the others were prefixed with a prefix—the meaning would be much easier to understand.

"Thank you, but I have a question. How do you have so many senior brothers' contact information, and how can you chat with them so late at night?"

"I might get jealous?" Fang Ziye joked.

Luo Tingzhu turned around to avoid suspicion, then turned back again, blinking, "Really? Senior Brother?"

"It's true that I get jealous, but I won't get jealous over this."

"I just wanted to confirm with you again, have you decided whether you want to pursue the gastroenterology route?" Fang Ziye asked, leaving Luo Tingzhu in his chief inpatient office while eating xiaolongbao.

It's broad daylight, so there's no need to worry about gossip. If it were nighttime, Fang Ziye certainly wouldn't dare bring Luo Tingzhu in alone; the suspicious implications would be undesirable.

Luo Tingzhu's career plan remains the same as before: to switch to the specialty of gastroenterology.

“Senior, I initially chose trauma surgery just to make it easier to find a job. Now that I have some experience, I think I can get a job in gastroenterology, which I prefer.” Luo Tingzhu nodded, then nodded again.

This isn't the first time Luo Tingzhu has said she likes gastroenterology, and the reason she initially chose trauma surgery was because employment prospects were relatively easy.

Fang Ziye said, "Job hunting in internal medicine is much tougher than in surgery, Xiao Nuomi. Our hospital's talent recruitment standards have been raised by these senior female colleagues."

"Do you remember last year? In our hospital's rheumatology and immunology department, there was a senior colleague who had one article published in the main journal JAMA, one in a Nature sub-journal, and all her other articles before she was accepted into the top talent recruitment program."

"With my current resume, I can only get a mid-level position. If you go to gastroenterology, you probably won't get a position like BMJ, and you'll only get the most basic one."

A long time ago, Yuan Weihong explained to Fang Ziye that there are three types of employment.

First, ordinary talent; second, mid-level talent introduction; third, top-level talent.

If Fang Ziye had honestly completed his three-year doctoral studies, he could have expected to be recruited as a top talent. However, having graduated so early, it would have been wishful thinking for him to be considered for a top position.

Fang Ziye is now only hoping for a moderate talent introduction bonus!

If you get a job first, the difference between a 300,000 yuan reward and a 500,000 yuan reward isn't particularly significant after you've found employment.

Even new employees at Zhongnan Hospital's surgery department can easily earn 15,000 yuan a month. Moreover, they can still receive all the rewards they're entitled to for publishing articles during this period, so there's no need to wait several more years just to attract top talent.

"That doesn't matter, I'm not afraid!" Luo Tingzhu looked at Fang Ziye with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

Fang Ziye's family background is ordinary, even worse than hers, yet he has managed to acquire so much scientific research and professional expertise through his own efforts, and has received talent introduction funding ahead of schedule, which is extremely impressive.

More importantly, Luo Tingzhu was by Fang Ziye's side for most of his growth, watching him accumulate these workloads and professional skills little by little.

Having spent time with someone creates a sense of preciousness and connection.

A life partner doesn't have to be the most popular person; the best is someone you can go with the flow.

Luo Tingzhu knew she wasn't the best, but she was also grateful that she could slowly move forward with Fang Ziye.

"Okay, actually, internal medicine is about working in the lab just like surgery is about working in the training room, it's all about enduring hardship."

"Compared to that, the physical exertion of working in the lab is slightly less than that of the surgical training room and actual clinical practice. If you really come to trauma surgery in the future, I'll feel sorry for you when you become the chief resident." Fang Ziye himself was in that position, so he spoke the truth.

"It's time to hand over the reins, senior brother." Luo Tingzhu changed the subject first, then continued:

"Senior, today is the day for the new interns to rotate in. The previous ones will be rotating to other departments again."

"Also, it's late March or early April now. I heard that a visiting doctor will be coming to our department. This visiting doctor was originally in the joint surgery department!"

Luo Tingzhu was like Fang Ziye's capable housekeeper, meticulously organizing many things in the department. Fang Ziye also knew this senior who was pursuing further studies, and said, "Yes, this senior who is pursuing further studies is quite interesting. At first, he only knew to seek refuge with Professor Du Xinzhan because Professor Du Xinzhan loves teaching the most, and he wanted to learn more."

"But when I got there, I found that the joint surgery department here was completely different from the joint surgery department back home. Their joint surgery department mainly treats joint fractures and hardly has any joint replacement patients..."

Fang Ziye had lived in Enshi and knew that there were very few joint replacement patients in prefecture-level city hospitals. For such major surgeries, patients were more willing to spend more money to travel to the provincial capital.

Luo Tingzhu glanced at Fang Ziye secretly, a hint of mischief in her eyes.

Fang Ziye said, "With your intelligence, you shouldn't let the rumors in the department disturb your peace of mind."

"Although there was a very pretty girl among the interns, I really only treated her as a student. She just asked a few more questions in the practice room."

"You used to be very open about asking your seniors questions, right?"

Seeing that Luo Tingzhu still seemed a little jealous and specifically mentioned that the previous batch of interns was about to leave, Fang Ziye understood what she meant.

When she first came in, she asked Fang Ziye if he was jealous, but in reality, she was the one who was jealous first...

Luo Tingzhu told the truth: "But most of the senior brothers who answered my questions before had ulterior motives and always sent me messages afterward."

After saying that, Luo Tingzhu walked out of the chief inpatient office, her hands behind her back, looking rather old-fashioned.

Fang Ziye quickly finished the xiaolongbao and went out the door. He then went into the doctor's office to begin the shift handover.

It was late March, not yet early April, and not the first working day of January, so the shift handover was not complicated.

However, Fang Ziye had already finished his dissertation defense by the weekend, and the result was that he was granted a doctoral degree.

Therefore, after handing over the shift, Professor Han Yuanxiao, in his capacity as department head, immediately called Fang Ziye, the chief resident, into his office.

Professor Deng Yong continued his work, including ward rounds and surgery appointments, without waiting for Fang Ziye.

"Ziye, would you like some tea?" Professor Han Yuanxiao actually poured tea for Fang Ziye as soon as he entered the room.

The water had been boiled long ago, clearly prepared in advance, so Fang Ziye had no time to offer any special service. Professor Han Yuanxiao had already poured the tea.

"Thank you, Teacher Han!" Fang Ziye sat down on one side and carefully placed the teacup down.

"Ziye, have you ever thought about coming over to help me? Professor Deng Yong is already full of talented people." Han Yuanxiao dropped a bombshell as soon as he opened the door.

Fang Ziye, a newbie in the workplace, was at a loss for words. His expression froze on the spot: "Teacher Han, what?"

"Ziye, after you start working, it's not a good thing to get too entangled with your sect."

“If you look at our trauma surgery or even the entire orthopedics department, you will find that there are basically no teams where the master and apprentice stay together forever; they will eventually separate.”

There are specific reasons for this.

"And if you want to make progress and develop, it is very important to break out of the original framework."

"Because it's more pleasant to suppress a senior brother who isn't your direct senior brother than to suffocate your own senior brother."

"It's more natural to make your superiors feel a sense of urgency than your teachers; that's called 'destruction before construction.' What do you think?" Han Yuanxiao explained.

It is not entirely unreasonable, but it is not an absolute truth either.

Fang Ziye had never thought about this matter before, so he said frankly, "Teacher Han, it would be too hasty to decide on this issue now."

"I haven't even signed the contract yet, and I haven't discussed any future plans with my teacher."

Han Yuanxiao had also been through this situation: "Of course, I'm not asking you to come to me right now. Even if you do come, it's up to you to decide, or even if Teacher Deng Yong brings you here."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to keep you here. I just wanted to give you this heads-up so that you wouldn't be at a loss when you hear this suggestion later."

"At one stage, working under Director Yu's team was basically a necessity for everyone in our institute to grow. It was also the best way to hone one's skills and improve one's ability to control structures in the future."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye felt a little nervous.

He nodded silently in agreement.

Doctoral defenses are often the final chapter of one's academic journey; once taken, there's no turning back.

Unless someone is exceptionally gifted like Lan Tianluo, or anyone else could possibly return to a carefree life of studying?
Once you take that step, you'll be employed and enter the workplace.

Even in the most harmonious workplace, the most basic thing is still the word 'promotion'.

(End of this chapter)