Chapter 379: The Mischievous Little Imp Has Returned!~

Chen Minghao initially felt a bit aggrieved, looking at Deng Haibo in confusion.

Deng Haibo, on the other hand, vented his anger elsewhere: "I let your elbow turn outward... I let you not understand! You just want to anger your teacher, if you're this insensible again, I'll stuff you off to Professor Zeng!"

Deng Haibo's breathing was rapid, his heart howling wildly.

Big Brother, do you have to explain everything on the stage? Do you have to back your Master into a corner and pursue it to the bottom?

Why don't I answer?

Liu Faming is the Chief Resident, he's Director Wu Yong's student, he's from that team of his!

The two of us are the ones who are family, Master and disciple, a team.

What era is the modern era? It's an era of extremely fierce competition, where everyone's competitive consciousness is extremely strong. Interests can make friends, or they can make relative enemies.

Rivals can naturally be friends, but in modern society's competition, as long as you don't go through crooked ways, the one who knows first occupies the highest territory.

No one stipulates that discovering a new research direction means you have to broadcast it to everyone, let everyone know, and then everyone competes together. No one stipulates you have to be this generous.

Opportunities are rare.

As long as I don't use disgusting means like framing, smearing, or deliberately picking faults, I, Deng Haibo, stepping over the Chief position in the department and starting anew to establish a territory uniquely belonging to me, Deng Haibo, that's my ability. Even if Wu Yong is the Department Chief, no matter how unwilling or angry, please hold it in!

In the same department, between Chief Physicians, there is a leading and led relationship, but not a superior-subordinate relationship, not an absolute binding and obedience relationship.

This is what a Chief Physician is. Hospital regulations: all Chief Physicians can carry out new surgical techniques, all medical quality, Chief Physician responsibility system!

"Understood?" Deng Haibo asked.

Chen Minghao nodded. Before, he was merely shocked and overjoyed to the point of dizziness. Not standing in Deng Haibo's position, how could he possibly think that thoroughly?

Deng Haibo then said: "Just one point. Me and Deng Yong are brothers, more brothers than you understand. Then this matter is easy to handle."

"As long as I don't leak a word, even if Director Wu is envious, he can only watch. Because he doesn't have this layer of connection. This is resources!"

"Why should my connections be dedicated to others? Do we need to be this servile?"

"Chen Minghao, you're already a Deputy Chief Physician. Your thinking should mature, start forming your own system. Some things, shouldn't need your Master to still teach you, Minghao..." Deng Haibo's tone was deep.

Chen Minghao followed beside Deng Haibo, slowly nodding, then looking thoughtful...

"Slow down... Ziye... eat slowly." After Deng Yong led the team to a fly restaurant on Hospital Back Street and just finished ordering, he saw Fang Ziye start stuffing big mouthfuls into his mouth.

But Fang Ziye didn't listen at all, wolfing it down with a stuffed mouth: "Master, three principles of Chief Resident: eat more when you can eat, sleep more when you can sleep, defecate quickly when you can defecate."

"Because there are too many uncertain factors."

"I'm hungry!! ~" After Fang Ziye said this, without further explanation, he instantly maximized the two words 'appetite' again.

Listening to Fang Ziye's explanation, watching Fang Ziye's actions, Deng Yong's heart actually ached terribly. This wasn't an ordinary student; this was a treasure.

But no way. All treasures, students, disciples alike — once he leaves this Master's school, he's a Chief Resident, he's a doctor. Duty calls.

In whatever position, you must learn the essence of that position.

In the Chief Resident position, you must do what a Chief Resident should do.

Very obviously, Fang Ziye has starved before, and starved painfully, causing him to develop a psychological shadow. Therefore, some things don't need others to teach him; Fang Ziye naturally develops toward the gluttony direction.

Hearing this, Han Yuanxiao also said: "Teacher Deng, Ziye has learned the essence of the Chief Resident period and displayed it to the fullest."

"Indeed very hard. However, Teacher Deng, you're really biased. Back when I was Chief Resident..."

In the department, Han Yuanxiao is the Administrative Director, a Professor, but in the fly restaurant, in front of Deng Yong, he's just Xiao Han.

Deng Yong said: "Don't look at me. Back then Professor Chu was Department Chief. I couldn't decide either."

"Furthermore, the Yuanxiao back then, compared to the current Ziye, let's just not expose each other's old bottoms."

"In a blink, it's already been ten-plus years, nearly twenty years..." Deng Yong reminisced.

When he served as Chief Resident, it was already seventeen or eighteen years ago. Even Han Yuanxiao's time as Chief Resident has passed over ten years.

"Yeah, so many years passed. Back then to stay at the hospital, a Master's was enough. We were all..."

"Finished eating?" Han Yuanxiao watched Fang Ziye put down his bowl and start settling his stomach.

At this time, Yan Zhiming still hadn't moved his chopsticks, still pouring tea for Han Yuanxiao and Professor Deng Yong.

"Mhm, finished eating, Professor Han."

"Master, Professor Han, I'll go back on duty first. The distance from here to the Emergency Department is a bit far. Running after a meal isn't good for the stomach." Fang Ziye said this.

Hearing this, Deng Yong nodded first: "Go on. Usually pay attention to eating healthier."

"Okay Master!" Fang Ziye walked out.

It's not putting on airs, nor that Fang Ziye doesn't know he needs to handle relations with superiors well. Rather, with no special matters right now, even not being at the hospital post in front of a superior isn't a good impression.

Bragging and shooting the breeze, in the hospital you can brag to your heart's content.

A Chief Resident not at the hospital post — if caught on inspection, Fang Ziye's scalp would also tingle a bit. Although he could find a superior to take the blame, there's no such necessity.

After Fang Ziye left, Deng Yong and Han Yuanxiao both stood up.

"Boss, check please! ~"

"You guys haven't even moved your chopsticks though?" the boss asked.

"Oh, the three of us were all accompanying that kid just now to eat. We're all full." Deng Yong, who hadn't eaten a single grain, just finished speaking when his stomach embarrassingly growled.

The scene was a bit awkward for a moment.

Han Yuanxiao directly asked: "Boss, you just say how much. I'll scan and it's done."

tm's me and Professor Deng Yong, two Chief Physician Professors, want to go out for a tooth sacrifice. Not eating at a fly restaurant still needs this many reasons?

The reason we brought Fang Ziye here was so Fang Ziye could receive the emergency consultation phone and arrive at the scene at the first time, not delaying time, not delaying his Chief Resident period evaluation score.

Otherwise, Deng Yong and Han Yuanxiao really wouldn't gather here.

After paying, settling the bill, Deng Yong cheerfully asked Yan Zhiming: "Zhiming, where do you want to eat? Today Director Han treats. You can pick any place."

"Really?"

"Then go eat seafood buffet?" Yan Zhiming's eyes went straight.

During the meeting, the free seafood buffet was the most memorable delicacy in Yan Zhiming's memory.

Hearing this, Deng Yong rolled his eyes and tapped Yan Zhiming's head: "Don't make me look bad, okay? It makes it seem like I'm reluctant to take you out for a meal, just choosing a seafood buffet..."

"Director Han, the usual place?"

"Sure! ~ I'll go get a bottle." Han Yuanxiao smiled upon hearing this, and did not further ask whether the best thing Yan Zhiming and Teacher Deng had ever taken him to eat was a seafood buffet...

As Fang Ziye hurried back, his brow was tightly furrowed.

His mind was very troubled.

The knowledge point gain from the middle-aged woman's surgery had already been received, and the quantity was not small, thanks to Fang Ziye's various surgery participations—

【Knowledge Points +12785!】

【Current Knowledge Points Balance: 12785 points!】

One surgery, and he gained over 12000+ knowledge points, exceeding two Level 5 Skills. More than twice the gain from the surgery he arranged for Huang Kai.

But Fang Ziye felt it was not surprising, because most of this middle-aged woman's life had been snatched back by himself!

How much had his own participation been in Huang Kai's surgery back then? Although, this woman's injuries were not as severe as Kai Ye's at the time.

But the danger was still danger, after all. He had not only diagnosed her, but also performed emergency resuscitation once, and during the most dangerous stage of the entire surgery, he had cleared the level himself, pulling her back from the Ghost Gate.

Yet, Fang Ziye at this moment did not feel happy.

Because Fang Ziye had only received the knowledge point gain from the middle-aged woman so far; the knowledge point gain from her child had not yet been received!

Logically speaking, actually, the child's situation should have been simpler, and the surgery should have ended long ago!

Since the surgery had ended, there should have been knowledge point gain. He had participated in the diagnosis, and what was crucial to his life was the diagnosis. Once the diagnosis was correct, the treatment difficulty was not very great.

It was just a craniotomy drainage for an intracranial hematoma. Why had it not ended yet?

Could it be that...?

The child was gone!?

Fang Ziye's step paused.

As for what that little friend looked like, Fang Ziye had not been able to pay attention. He only knew that the difference in his voice before and after was very great, and such a difference caught Fang Ziye's attention.

As for how tall he was, whether his skin was white or not, whether he was fat or thin, at the time of the emergency, Fang Ziye had no time to pay attention—

Finally, as Fang Ziye walked toward the doorway of the Emergency Operating Room feeling dejected.

The knowledge point notification arrived.

【Knowledge Points +98!】

The knowledge points were not many. Compared to the knowledge point gain his mother brought to Fang Ziye, it was merely a cup of water to put out a cartload of firewood!

But it was enough to make Fang Ziye happy.

Having it was good. Whether it was much or little didn't matter.

The mischievous little brat was back!

He did not walk forward anymore.

He was alive, both of them were fine, they could still have a mother-son reunion.

Fang Ziye turned back from the doorway of the Emergency Operating Room, and the most sincere smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As he walked back, Fang Ziye vaguely heard a middle-aged man on the phone borrowing money: "Hello, Third Uncle, yes, it's me. My wife and my child had a car accident. They are now in the operating room at the Hospital, waiting for money."

"The hit-and-run driver hasn't been found yet, but we need to save people first?"

"In total, it needs over one hundred thousand. Ten thousand is fine, ten thousand is fine. I'll gather more, I'll gather more. Thank you, Third Uncle, thank you, Third Uncle..."

After hearing this, Fang Ziye's step paused and then relaxed.

Little brat, your father is also fighting for your mother's and your life.

Fang Ziye dared not join the conversation, because Fang Ziye's family background was also very thin. The money he had earned so far came bit by bit from hard experiences. This amount of money was not even enough to buy a house, a cup of water to put out a cartload of firewood.

So, Fang Ziye could not afford kindness beyond his capability.

In this world, most people are ordinary people, just living their own lives well.

Fang Ziye felt that by using his own skills to pull both of them back from the Ghost Gate was already the greatest kindness within his capability, something no amount of money could buy back.

Giving you the chance for a family reunion, and then asking him to give money generously? Fang Ziye truly could not do it.

He simply would not think about it.

Fang Ziye pretended not to have heard anything and walked to the Emergency Surgery Clinic. He wanted to inquire about what exactly was going on with Associate Professor Mi Qi of Vascular Surgery...

Joy and sorrow are in different realms. Perhaps to this middle-aged man, his wife being alive was a great joy, and not having money to bear the burden was a great worry.

But the clouds and mist belonging to Mi Qi probably could not dissipate! ~

(Chapter End)