Chapter 220: Director's Report (Seeking Subscriptions)

"Senior Brother, then does this count as a basic research sub-project within the sanatorium project, so we won't go through Boss Chen's cooperation?" Fang Ziye asked carefully.

This point still needs to be clarified.

Research funding — where the support ultimately comes from — if it can't be clarified, it will be very troublesome later.

Wu Xuanqi nodded slightly: "Although my relationship with Old Doctor Chen is good, I can't love the house and its crow; the current me indeed cannot determine Xiao Chen Yisheng's character."

"Something even my Master told me I must be cautious about, I absolutely cannot let you, my fellow trainee, take the risk."

"Let's observe for a while longer. If Boss Chen truly had no involvement in the Enshi incident, then we'll think of a way to sell or cooperate on the patent. But if he did."

"Then he probably won't have the chance to cooperate with us either."

"Enshi, Enzhou, including Hubei Province — all attach extraordinary importance to this sanatorium project. This isn't something a single company can influence or move."

"Oh, right, Ziye..." Wu Xuanqi then consulted Fang Ziye on another matter.

Actually the matter wasn't particularly big — it's just that Wu Xuanqi's wife is currently doing a research project involving animal experiments in anesthesiology, with Nie Mingxian as a collaborator.

But the thing is, after all, both Nie Mingxian and Tang Yue have relatively limited ability in animal experiment operations, and actually the fellow trainees Wu Xuanqi currently supervises also have quite limited exposure to animal experiments.

So he hopes Fang Ziye can help out by taking a look when they go do the experiments.

Even a clever housewife cannot cook without rice.

Animal experiments are very expensive; ordinary master's students generally find it hard to get the opportunity to participate.

So Nie Mingxian back then also had no chance to participate, let alone Tang Yue from anesthesiology.

Fang Ziye thought for a moment — this was also a new source of knowledge points, but then again, Fang Ziye currently still has some small tasks of his own, so he spoke frankly: "Wu Senior Brother, before each time you need me to go, can you send me a message?"

"The thing is, after our hospital's Director Zhang resigned, he still had two students who transferred to Director Wu Guonan, and now Director Wu has me helping to look after them."

"Having agreed to this request, I'll at least finish my obligations in Enshi during this period — first review their graduation-related materials."

Fang Ziye could certainly understand Wu Xuanqi's difficulties.

At the beginning of the year, when he first came into contact with animal experiments, it was Master Yuan Weihong who personally brought him along to do them; after doing them for a while, he "felt at ease" — which actually meant he wasn't too good at it anymore — and only then handed them over to him.

This represents that animal experiments have an even lower tolerance for error; once they fail or the error rate is too high, the funding may be spent like flowing water.

Where would a research group have such abundant funding?

"Mm, good, this is absolutely no problem."

"Director Zhang really values you quite a bit — the process of cultivating and teaching students to graduate, generally before becoming a graduate supervisor, one doesn't have this kind of tempering opportunity." Wu Xuanqi said without denying it.

He laughed again: "But you're different from others — you yourself have a master's school, have a team; in the future you'll have plenty of fellow trainees needing guidance to graduate, so you won't lack such opportunities either."

"Then Wu Senior Brother, you bringing your fellow trainees, actually is...?" Fang Ziye blinked.

"As far as the present goes, aside from Song Yi whom you've met a few times, the task the teacher assigned me for the others is simply to let them graduate and find good employment."

"After all, not everyone can smoothly reach a very good work unit." Wu Xuanqi replied with emotion.

"Then it's settled. Let me thank you on behalf of your sister-in-law first — thanks for your voluntary help."

"Funding is truly limited, so nothing can be taken out from the funding."

"But privately."

"We can talk again, right?" Wu Xuanqi thought for a moment — he also couldn't let Fang Ziye run over for nothing.

Nie Mingxian this son of a bitch, it's because he's too poor that he has to earn every dog's money, but giving to one person and not another isn't appropriate either.

Fang Ziye did not politely refuse — he himself is also very poor.

Helping is a favor, not helping is one's duty; there's no need to let others owe too many favors — a gentleman's friendship is as light as water; every transaction makes the cost clear, and afterward it's still a very pure relationship.

This is good.

Wu Xuanqi and Fang Ziye ate a meal together — this time Wu Xuanqi paid himself. Tang Yue was working and didn't have time to leave the operating room.

"Ziye, shall I send you back?" After the meal, Wu Xuanqi rubbed his belly and proactively suggested this, inviting Fang Ziye to walk toward the car.

Fang Ziye felt pleased inside, but hurriedly shook his head: "Wu Senior Brother, now you're not being straightforward — we're all young people, taking a taxi is fine, why drive back and forth?"

"That would be not crisp — I'll just hail a taxi on the map and go back directly."

Fang Ziye hadn't forgotten that this time coming over, it was actually he himself who proactively consulted about animal experiment project funding.

Although afterward it was Wu Xuanqi asking him for help, in the end Wu Xuanqi had helped first.

Took a taxi and left, didn't make an appointment for the next meeting time — just that they're both friends, so they can contact each other anytime.

In the car, Fang Ziye reviewed his interactions with Wu Xuanqi and felt quite a bit of sighing emotion.

Don't know if this Wu Senior Brother learned too deeply from Professor Duan Hong, or if he himself surpassed his teacher — he played the two words "human relations" and "slick" to perfection.

Fang Ziye reckoned he himself wasn't particularly ignorant of human relations, but in front of Wu Xuanqi, he's just a younger brother.

Perhaps this has to do with his own encounters — his luck is better than Wu Xuanqi's, so he doesn't have to spend more thought on human relations.

All human relations in the world are born from needs and being forced by reality.

Fang Ziye needs to understand these because his own teacher is just a small boss; he has no senior brothers, no direct-line senior brothers; bearing the so-called eldest disciple identity, everything requires him to fight and forge his own way.

In interactions with other senior brothers, if Fang Ziye weren't a bit smooth, some basics — things Master Yuan Weihong disdained to teach — Fang Ziye would learn very arduously.

Wu Xuanqi is different — he's someone who has suffered.

Fang Ziye can know how much pressure an outstanding person like Wu Xuanqi, after being beaten until he knew nothing, still wearing the hat of a medical master's graduate student job hunting, would face.

And not just job hunting — he still had to work, still had to climb back up!

Not a total collapse.

"Teacher Tao Yong's encounter is just an exposed individual case, not an individual case of the entire medical industry — still need to be careful; today's medical disputes are tense, not rumors, but many teachers and senior brothers."

"Paid for with lessons of blood and tears."

"But? Just now Wu Senior Brother mentioned Teacher Pang — who is he? He said when free, he'd introduce him to me!"

"Whether it's Master or Master Deng Yong, neither ever mentioned this person?" Fang Ziye murmured to himself in the taxi's back seat.

Fang Ziye didn't hail a ride-hailing car — to leave first, he directly flagged down a metered taxi.

It's just that, right when Fang Ziye hadn't yet figured anything out.

Fang Ziye's phone rang; he picked it up and looked — the remark read Ba County People's Hospital Trauma Surgery Director Dong Fang.

Fang Ziye hesitated slightly, then hurriedly answered.

This remark format was something Master Yuan Weihong privately taught Fang Ziye, mainly because he was afraid that later, when Fang Ziye knew more and more people, he himself would get confused, so the remark for each person was made as detailed as possible, so that at the first time he could match the number.

"Hello, Director Dong, good noon." Fang Ziye greeted with a smile.

"Is this Doctor Fang? Doctor Fang, good noon, have you eaten?"

"Just finished eating, Director Dong. Director Dong looking for me, is there something inconvenient to communicate with my uncles? I can call them." Fang Ziye knew Dong Fang seeking him could only be about his maternal grandmother's matter.

"It's not that it's inconvenient to communicate, it's like this, Doctor Fang."

"I see, it's just that Doctor Fang your maternal grandmother, this closed reduction is also pretty good, blood sugar control is also okay now, re-examination and blood test also have no issues, I feel this situation, discharge is possible."

"I and Doctor Fang your uncles and other relatives communicated a bit, they also have this willingness, I just thought, to report the situation to Doctor Fang you?" Dong Fang's voice was polite.

Fang Ziye immediately understood.

Dong Fang has pressure now.

Fang Ziye originally didn't plan to expose his identity; to tell the truth, as long as it's a principal investigator doctor, they're very afraid their patient has a relatively close doctor colleague family member.

It's not saying afraid of failing to cure the disease, just afraid that in the treatment plan, if there happens to be a minor flaw, and then they run into an insensible colleague, they'll directly poke the nest poking in.

"Director Dong, you're joking, you and my uncles discussing is fine."

"You say report to me, I'm scared nearly to attention." Fang Ziye hurriedly replied.

"Doctor Fang, it's a joke, but still have to communicate with Doctor Fang you, you originally are an expert in this aspect."

"Besides, I'm not acting as family, substituting for my aunt to give you another thanks."

"If not for you ah, me and Liu Wu two people, also wouldn't know how to handle it well……" Dong Fang was very polite.

……

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye's expression slightly solemn, then again suddenly dawned.

This world is just so, will along with one's growth, cause one's identity, the influence brought to others, to all undergo change.

When oneself was still a child, others would all feel oneself cute.

When oneself becomes an adult, families with daughters, probably all have to look at oneself like a pig rooting cabbage.

When oneself was still just a small medical student, many people looking at oneself was just Teletubbies.

But ultimately, oneself will still grow up, just like now, there will also be people, naturally no longer treating oneself as a child, treating oneself as an ordinary male youth and medical circle's Teletubbies.

Fang Ziye doesn't know when he formally stepped into the trauma surgery industry, but looking back, behind him is already its threshold, not allowing him to not want to enter again.

(Chapter End)