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Chapter 351 Shallow Waters Don't Hold Dragons! (Please Subscribe)

After the meal, Fang Ziye returned to his post and packed a late-night snack for Brother Qin Geluo.

Qin Geluo had long passed the chief resident stage. It was a favor that Deng Yong arranged for him to help, and it was his right not to help. Fang Ziye would never do anything so outrageous.

Fang Ziye thought Qin Geluo would leave with the takeout snack, but Qin Geluo ate it on the spot and showed no intention of leaving. His eyes were burning with curiosity: "Ziye, a brother in the hand surgery department asked me about Professor Liu Huanglong."

Is it true that Professor Liu from Peking Union Medical College Hospital is coming to our hospital's trauma surgery department?

Liu Huanglong is a relatively hot topic, at least in the field of orthopedics in Hubei Province. Any slight movement about him will be talked about for a while, after all, Professor Liu Huanglong's resume is quite legendary in the world.

There are plenty of associate professors and associate senior professors at 36 years old across the country, but there are very few full professors or senior professors at 36 years old in the medical industry.

Fang Ziye's expression was strained as he scratched his head and said, "Brother Luo, I don't know how to put this into words."

"Professor Deng can only follow up on this. To be honest, I'm also confused right now. When we talked to Professor Liu about coming to Zhongnan Hospital, it was the hand surgery department that was negotiating. After we agreed on the terms, Professor Liu wanted to come to our trauma surgery department."

"I can't understand the logic behind this choice!"

Qin Geluo wasn't asking for the reason; he took a deep breath and said, "Then it's true."

"My goodness, if our department has a tiger like Professor Liu Huanglong, who knows how things will develop in the future."

"First and foremost, Xie Jinyuan, Peng Long, and Chen Fang were the most affected..."

Qin Geluo started grilling, his gaze becoming unfocused.

The people Qin Geluo mentioned were all associate professors in the department; in terms of seniority, Peng Long was more senior than Xie Jinyuan, and Xie Jinyuan was more senior than Chen Fangjin to the associate professor level.

However, in terms of experience and professional growth, Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan surpassed him. The reason he transferred to the emergency department was that there were no more senior positions available in trauma surgery…

There are three professors in the department. Professor Han Yuanxiao was recently promoted to full professor, Professor Deng Yong is in his prime, and Professor Dong Yaohui has only been retired for a year and a half, which is the golden period for him to be rehired.

Under such circumstances, if Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan is promoted to full professor, his only option will still be to work with other full professors. There won't be a fourth group in one ward, and Zhongnan Hospital doesn't have that many groups.

Now it's even worse. Liu Huanglong, a senior professor from another hospital, is coming in like a tiger descending the mountain. With Liu Huanglong's qualifications and resume, Zhongnan Hospital will definitely step in and make sure to give Liu Huanglong a place. How will the department deal with that?
Qin Geluo, holding a higher position, analyzed the situation more thoroughly than Fang Ziye. Moreover, with the addition of a promising senior professional to the department, the choices that Qin Geluo and other attending physicians had to make were quite crucial.

It seems that Professor Deng Yong has the best prospects and is about to compete for the title of Outstanding Young Scientist.

But Liu Huanglong, who had just arrived, came with this kind of hat...

After chatting for about half an hour, Fang Ziye said goodbye to Qin Geluo: "Brother Luo, see you tomorrow. I'm sorry you had a hard day today."

Fang Ziye is the chief resident. He has no illness, pain, or special circumstances such as wedding leave. He should be more polite to Qin Geluo since he is troubling him.

"No, no, no, it's worth staying up a little longer to hear such exciting news today."

"Ziye, our hospital's trauma surgery department might be making some progress." Qin Geluo said earnestly, with a hidden meaning, but without saying it explicitly.

I pushed open the door and left the resident's on-call room, walking outside.

Fang Ziye couldn't figure out many details; his current understanding was limited to knowing that Liu Huanglong would be coming to Zhongnan.

Anyway, he's just a nobody now, so it doesn't matter and he won't feel any pressure.

After sorting through the unanswered messages from my junior brothers and Luo Tingzhu, I replied to Luo Tingzhu: "I treated a patient with severe injuries last night. The surgery lasted until after 11 p.m. You should be asleep by now. Get some rest..."

……

4 month 5 day.

Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Department of Hand Surgery.

After handing over the shift and making rounds, Professor Zhong Junyu told the associate professors in the group, "You go down to the operating room first, and call me after you've done the most crucial step."

After saying that, Zhong Junyu left immediately, heading towards his office.

The group of people looked at each other, but no one said anything.

The junior doctors quickly dispersed; the gossip in the department was really hard to swallow, and they were all too full to handle…

The director's office was relatively luxuriously furnished, with two genuine leather sofas and chairs against the wall, and a coffee table in the middle, with steaming teaware on it.

Liu Huanglong, who was sitting and pouring tea, stood up abruptly when he saw Professor Zhong Junyu walk in. His tone and expression were serious as he said, "Director Zhong, you've arrived."

Zhong Junyu is tall and strong, standing at 1.9 meters tall, with a broad frame. Although he is over fifty years old, he has no gray hair and is not even balding.

Habitually dressed in formal leather shoes, the soles of his shoes tapped on the floor, and his voice was like a deep well: "If I hadn't come, Huanglong, something would have happened to you."

"Huanglong, what are your own plans?"

"If you choose to go to Shanghai Sixth Hospital, Huashan Hospital, Beijing Third Hospital, or Jishuitan Hospital, I have no objection. I will support you in pursuing your career. Zhongnan Hospital's platform is too small. If you don't want to be taken advantage of, I'll go there instead!" "Sit down!"

Zhong Junyu's tone was neither angry nor flustered. Instead, he calmly explained what he wanted to say, then gestured for Liu Huanglong to sit down as well. He even pushed the teacup lid aside and brought the hot tea to his lips.

Zhong Junyu is a professor at Union Hospital, the administrative director of the Department of Hand Surgery, and the head of the Hand Surgery Group of the Orthopedics Branch of Hubei Medical Association. He is currently the leading hand surgeon in Hubei Province and still holds a position in the National Hand Surgery Academic Committee.

The Department of Hand Surgery at Union Hospital is currently the best in Hubei Province. I don't think the Department of Hand Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital is particularly outstanding, nor do I think the Department of Trauma Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital is particularly remarkable.

Liu Huanglong sighed and said, "Professor Zhong, I was indeed careless this time. I thought I could politely decline Professor Ni's offer by taking a clever approach, but I never expected that a randomly arrested person would put me on a tightrope."

"Fang Ziye, right?"

Zhong Junyu put down his teacup and earnestly recited the name of a recent doctoral graduate.

"Yes!" Liu Huanglong nodded.

"Things are two-way. Similarly, this patient is also a promising talent in our hand surgery department. Don't worry about whether you're walking a tightrope right now. Just tell me your truest thoughts."

“A recent graduate like him knows best which tree a bird chooses to perch on. I don’t believe that I’m willing to throw two million at him and he still won’t come.” Zhong Junyu’s tone was very domineering.

Upon hearing this, Liu Huanglong frowned.

Logically speaking, a hospital like Wuhan Union Hospital, which is willing to spend two million yuan to bribe people and actively show goodwill, would actually be able to bribe a few students.

However, Liu Huanglong still reminded him, "Director Zhong, it might be possible for others, but Fang Ziye's teacher is Yuan Weihong."

"You may not be very familiar with Yuan Weihong, Director Zhong, but Yuan Weihong's teacher was Professor Chu from the Department of Trauma Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital. After Professor Chu passed away unexpectedly, his students either left or scattered..."

"But Yuan Weihong stayed, and later, in order to maintain stability, Professor Deng Yong did not keep his own students on a nepotistic basis, but allowed Yuan Weihong to stay in the hospital. Now Fang Ziye is also Professor Deng Yong's student, and he wants to use benefits to persuade him."

"I think it might not be enough."

Zhong Junyu frowned: "Is Deng Yong the one in the Department of Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital who is the most willing to spend money, the most shameless, and who often asks the hospital for money?"

“Yes!” Liu Huanglong nodded.

“Other mentors are just putting on a persona, but Deng Yong is genuinely willing to spend money and go to great lengths for his subordinates and students. He's also the most protective of his own,” Liu Huanglong said.

"So what do you mean?" Zhong Junyu sighed and looked at Liu Huanglong. In fact, Zhong Junyu already had the answer in his heart.

Liu Huanglong's eyes hardened, thanks to all the groundwork he had laid with his previous words.

Liu Huanglong said, "Professor Zhong, hand trauma is inseparable from trauma surgery. Hand surgery is ultimately a subspecialty that was separated from trauma surgery. In this day and age, it is difficult to make any breakthroughs."

"The upper limit and form have been fully defined by our predecessors."

"So, I'd like to try a different approach. After all, as you know, Director Zhong, it doesn't matter whether the hand surgery department has one more Liu Huanglong or one less."

Zhong Junyu remained silent upon hearing this.

What Liu Huanglong said is true.

The core surgeries in hand surgery are finger replantation and limb replantation, but these two techniques have now reached a critical point. It is also difficult for other diseases in hand surgery to find a path that can support the continued advancement of hand surgery.

In other words, the upper limit and ceiling of hand surgery are now fixed here.

Liu Huanglong was a promising young man, a senior surgeon in his thirties. He naturally did not want to spend the rest of his life without making any progress, and to spend his life just working as a surgeon for more than twenty years within this small framework.

"Huanglong, I wish you a bright future." Zhong Junyu did not insist on keeping him.

If Liu Huanglong falls into the trap and wants to extricate himself, Zhong Junyu will do his best to help. However, Liu Huanglong wants to change the status quo and seek to break through the upper limit in a larger pool.

Zhong Junyu had no reason to try to keep him.

If it were anyone else, and they said that the upper limit of hand surgery is ultimately limited, Zhong Junyu would definitely slap them across the face and say, "Can you even see that upper limit?"

But the person in front of him was Liu Huanglong.

Liu Huanglong has now completed 70-80% of his journey in hand surgery, but his life trajectory has only just begun.

Thirty-six years old. Among thirty-six-year-old medical professionals, the fastest ones are associate senior physicians or outstanding young doctors, while the slower ones are still wandering around at the associate chief physician or attending physician level.

But Liu Huanglong had already run very close to his limit.

Water need not be deep, for it is sacred if a dragon dwells within. But shallow waters never harbor dragons!

It's not that Peking Union Medical College Hospital is bad, but rather the hand surgery profession itself?
"But in fact, the common people need hand surgeons." Zhong Junyu tentatively tried using the rope of morality.

(End of this chapter)