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Chapter 217: Articles One After Another (Seeking Subscription)

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"How did the doctor say it went?" Fourth Uncle Liang Renyi returned, and Aunt Liang Yun and Second Uncle Liang Renyong both asked.

Maternal Grandfather and Maternal Grandmother were both uneducated; when naming children they would find someone to name them, so Mother and her three siblings all have relatively simple names.

"The doctor didn't say much, just said the reduction went very well. Also said to treat Ziye to a meal." Liang Renyi at this moment had already somewhat accepted his nephew in his heart, as if the fact that he has a bit of fame within Enshi's Orthopedics Department.

Even though Ziye's age isn't considered old.

And this kind of fame is not empty reputation, but real reputation.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have led to that Director Liu, upon seeing Fang Ziye for the first time, directly having Fang Ziye swap positions with him, Fang Ziye becoming the primary surgeon, Deputy Chief Physician Liu Wu becoming the family member.

"Youngest Sister, your son was born capable. You have good fortune." Liang Yun, hearing the two younger brothers speak of Fang Ziye, began praising.

Then the two aunt-in-laws said: "Ziye was sensible from a young age, unlike the other few, whose grades were bad from childhood..."

"Aunt-in-law, whether grades are good or bad has nothing to do with being sensible or not; if we're talking about not being sensible, I'm still gnawing off the old even now. According to our hometown customs, raised to eighteen, one should find a way to earn money and support the family."

"My dad and mom might have to support me until thirty! ~" Fang Ziye laughed and exchanged pleasantries.

Mother Liang Xia only now sighed, saying: "Sister-in-law, Elder Sister, you don't know, studying medicine is truly bitter. Don't look at Ziye being lively and cheerful now, his previous few years?"

"Couldn't come back for New Year, on New Year's Eve video-called, he was still reading until seven or eight at night..."

Not earning money while studying was only one aspect; secondly, the bitterness of Fang Ziye's studies was also not something the other maternal cousins could experience.

Besides, now, among the four Liang children, only Liang Xia cannot enjoy the bliss of grandchildren around knees; the other brothers and sisters are all bringing grandchildren...

"How about the two of us swap?" Second Aunt-in-law suggested.

"I'm someone who innately likes being tired."

Liang Xia laughed and said: "Then you acknowledged it."

After chatting a few more sentences, Fang Ziye looked at Second Uncle's X-ray films printed after going downstairs to eat, then carefully asked about Maternal Grandmother's feeling, and his heart completely settled.

Turning the topic he said: "Uncle, Aunt, Maternal Grandmother's fracture basically has no major problem anymore. After returning, in two weeks you can assist practicing leg-lifting movements!"

"But Maternal Grandmother is old. Look, she currently has osteoporosis, so this time, a slight bump caused a fracture."

"Then after returning, still need..."

Regarding Maternal Grandmother's condition, her blood sugar was already poor, therefore besides blood-sugar-lowering, analgesics, detumescence, prophylactic anticoagulation and other drugs, still need to add drugs promoting microcirculation.

Because this involves Maternal Grandmother's own body, Fang Ziye explained to Father and the others in even more detail.

Just as he was speaking, Fang Ziye suddenly discovered that the two uncles and the aunt, whom he hadn't frequently contacted for a long time, and who in childhood seemed omniscient and omnipotent.

They now have actually become very nervous and respectful, even to the point that after Fang Ziye said what drugs and what effects.

Aunt-in-law and Uncle would say: "Then you're the professional, we're all uneducated, we'll just listen to you."

"You have such high education, definitely won't be worse than the medication in this county hospital..."

It's not that Fang Ziye likes being doubted, just that Uncle and Aunt-in-law now, when facing him, have less familial affection, more a kind of respect, as if a reverence for educated people.

This isn't bad, but it makes Fang Ziye have a kind of stifled feeling in his chest that he doesn't know how to voice.

Kin doesn't exceed three generations; maternal cousins even more so.

Uncle and Aunt in childhood were clearly such good relatives, but now they have also become slightly distant, or perhaps, in their eyes, they've become more real?

Fang Ziye accompanied Maternal Grandmother in the hospital until past eight o'clock, only then leaving the hospital together with his parents.

Parents went to Fourth Uncle's home; the two Second Uncles went to Aunt's home.

Originally Aunt wanted to call Fang Ziye's family to also go stay, but Aunt's home after all doesn't have that many rooms.

In the ward, the escort is Aunt-in-law. So it just so happens Fang Ziye's family goes to Fourth Uncle's home, there's still place to stay, no need to sleep on the floor.

Fang Ziye's father drove his own car.

On the road.

Fang Ziye asked: "Mom, should I not have said so much? When I was speaking, Uncle and Aunt both stopped talking."

Father at this time interjected: "On old people's issues, separated by a generation it's actually not good to say much, but you're the professional, saying it is fine."

"In the end it's just the later care and medication issues."

"Aren't you planning to go back to Han City to see your Master?" Liang Xia turned the topic elsewhere.

This hospitalization's cost wasn't a large sum. She privately asked the two elder brothers, she doesn't need to pool money. But still feels today's atmosphere indeed is slightly sensitive.

"Maternal Grandmother is injured, I just told Master, will go later."

"I have to go back to study sooner or later." Fang Ziye explained, mood completely calmed down.

The previous Fang Ziye fundamentally didn't feel any pressure interacting with uncles and aunt. But today's feeling is quite different.

"Reading more is good. Today's just polite talk, don't take it to heart. The farther you run, the happier your dad and I are."

"However, don't give yourself too much pressure either. Ordinary and steady is the greatest expectation your dad and I have for you." Mother Liang Xia looked at Fang Ziye with a bit of heartache.

Her demands for Fang Ziye aren't high, never tiger-moms, but Fang Ziye seems often to be tiger-momming himself.

Another day later.

Fang Ziye came out of Ba County People's Hospital, got into the private car heading to Enshi, mood became more relaxed.

There's a realization: Maternal Grandfather and Maternal Grandmother are old.

And once they pass away, after my work settles in Han City, the only thing most worth worrying about in Enshi will be my parents.

Uncle and Aunt, I estimate I'll definitely visit.

But if by chance Uncle and Aunt also pass away, Fang Ziye estimates he won't often visit his maternal cousins.

In the process of growing up, one must learn to adapt to partings of life and death.

And Fang Ziye feels, perhaps due to his professional factor, he adapts to partings of life and death more than ordinary people, because this time coming out, Fang Ziye not only didn't have particular reluctance, but instead had a kind of relaxed and comfortable feeling.

Uncle and Aunt-in-law's careful words, Maternal Grandmother and Maternal Grandfather, once again explaining for their grandson and granddaughter not coming to visit during Maternal Grandmother's hospitalization.

As if all interpreting for Fang Ziye: you've grown up, so we all now need to explain some things to you.

And in their minds, they would also feel that Fang Ziye cares about certain things, such as family affection, such as whether Fang Ziye feels they are unfilial...

"How is your grandmother? Should be no problem, right?" Unexpectedly, in the car, Master Yuan Weihong still sent a message to ask.

"Master, it's fine, all solved, performed closed reduction plus plaster external fixation." Fang Ziye replied.

"Thank you Master for your concern, just this time, couldn't come back and drink with you."

"Drinking can happen anytime later, family matters are the real business!"

"As long as it's handled well. Life is like this, accidents and trivialities may encounter you unexpectedly at any time." Yuan Weihong lamented in the message.

Fang Ziye looked around, feeling whether his master was monitoring him.

However, Yuan Weihong then said: "While there's still time, spend more time with the elderly, that way there will be fewer regrets later, we young people can never wear away regrets."

Yuan Weihong seemed very emotional.

Fang Ziye hearing this, his heart stirred, and the thought of his master monitoring him was gone.

Whose family doesn't have an elder who loves them? Those without are few in number, only a minority.

"Relatively sensitive topic, let's not chat about it."

"That article, already counts as submitted, mid-June publication, spent a huge sum of your master's money, even your master's wife felt heartache, fortunately it can be reimbursed."

"However, the next article, must set off again. The matter you found for your masters, your masters can only carry this blame for you." Yuan Weihong said.

"Master, is it the data model Tian Luo established? Can we start writing already?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Yes, that's right, this one just settled, the next one comes."

"This one we write slowly, not anxious, this paper must wait until Teacher Deng is sufficiently familiar before it can be submitted." Yuan Weihong said.

Fang Ziye is also not that much of a novice anymore, so he asked: "Is it because Teacher Deng often goes to attend academic conferences, and might occasionally be asked about it?"

"Why else?"

"As your master, if Teacher Deng doesn't take the blame, who will carry this pot? Let Old Professor Li? That's impossible."

"The asking you mentioned is only one reason, there's another reason, the Military Region Yangyuan project."

"If nothing unexpected happens, maybe by the time you return, others can call your teacher Vice Dean." Yuan Weihong said.

"Ah?" Fang Ziye was utterly surprised.

"Ah what ah? How little you take this sanatorium project seriously? This is a big piece of meat that so many people want to eat but can't?"

"Both the Hospital and the School specially established a working group for this project, the School's Party Committee specially arranged someone to come sit in charge, what did you think?"

"Of course, the person in charge can't be you, you're just a member. Also the only one, a member below Chief Physician Professor Level."

"Our Orthopedics Department's Chief Director, Professor Du Xinzhan, didn't even get member qualification, mostly Internal Medicine, Rehabilitation, Spine Surgery and Traditional Chinese Medicine Department professors..."

"Master, what about you? And if I want Hospital Retention, does this project help?" Fang Ziye hurriedly asked again.

I certainly can't achieve one step to heaven, but with current accumulation, Hospital Retention should be no problem, right?

"Me? I'm just a coolie, writing papers one after another, day and night."

"Your business, study well, don't meddle in what you shouldn't. Gaze can be placed more long-term."

"Strive for Hospital Retention that year, secure an Outstanding Youth Fund."

"Oh right, Shen Tao says you're his student? He taught you a lot? And Provincial People's Hospital's Professor An, also in contact with you? Is it true?" Yuan Weihong changed tone and asked.

Fang Ziye thought a bit, then played mischievous: "Master, if Teacher Shen says so, then you let him really guide a bit, for example, deeper level application of closed reduction, or the new new classification of fractures?"

Fang Ziye bit the two "new" characters very heavily.

Yuan Weihong how smart, understood at once, also gritted teeth excitedly replied: "Good, do it like this, just like your secretly wicked secretly wicked appearance. This is my student."

Fang Ziye then rolled his eyes.

Happy.

(Chapter End)

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