Chapter 412: The First Step Towards the Superior Level (Seeking Subscription)

"I'll wait for you in the Emergency Operating Room's rest room. Come down and eat the late-night snack as soon as the surgery ends. Otherwise it'll get cold." After Fang Ziye arrived at the Emergency Operating Room and saw that Luo Tingzhu said the surgery was still continuing, he sent a message replying like this.

"Okay, it should be over soon too. This is a rare appendicitis surgery." Luo Tingzhu immediately sent another message saying:

"According to what the Lead Surgeon, GI Surgery Chief Resident Chen Zong, said, he's nearly been Chief Resident for a year, and this is only the third appendicitis he's operated on. Before, most of the time, when they encountered appendicitis, they'd turn patients away for all sorts of reasons."

"Then Senior Brother, guess what happened?"

Fang Ziye had experienced this kind of stage: "I guess a lot of people came into the operating room, and a lot of people would sign signatures and such, hoping to leave their names on it."

"Some case requirements in the Standardized Training Rotation plan would keep many people awake at night."

During Fang Ziye's Professional Master's stage, he was also merged into Standardized Training. To collect General Surgery appendicitis cases, he had done similar things.

Later, when there was really no other way, he went to the Emergency Surgery Clinic, waited a few days, and finally found an Emergency doctor to write his name on a case that had been turned away, barely fulfilling the "bizarre requirement" of managing 5 appendicitis disease types.

Luo Tingzhu hadn't experienced these things, and subconsciously felt curious at first: "Senior Brother, how do you know?"

Then she realized: "Right, Senior Brother you've experienced it before too, the 'beating' that these Senior Brothers and Fellow Trainees speak of from 'Liu Jin' Laoshi."

Speaking of Standardized Training, one cannot avoid 'Liu Laoshi', the initiator of the domestic Standardized Residency Training system.

No one scolds year after year, but every year there are people who scold.

"Don't name names! Just vent a little." Fang Ziye hurriedly killed this topic.

"Once this thing started, it's impossible to kill. Now all hospitals are enjoying the benefits of Standardized Training doctors' free labor; it can't be shaken off anymore."

After speaking, Fang Ziye asked again: "Appendicitis surgery, how come it's still not done? Big Brother Chen Hongxing's speed is way too slow..."

Fang Ziye finished a whole late-night snack, nearly over an hour, and that side hadn't even finished a single appendicitis surgery.

The difficulty of an appendicitis surgery, placed in Trauma Surgery, is equivalent to the difficulty of closed reduction and Kirschner wire internal fixation of a fibula fracture.

If Fang Ziye were to do this kind of procedure now, excluding disinfection and draping time, the actual operative points would probably take only two or three minutes.

"Rare, so Chief Resident Chen teaches very meticulously. It's already started suturing now."

"After suturing, Laoshi will give me leave." Luo Tingzhu sent a smiling face, then sent a separate blushing face, as if she had made a bold decision.

……

Finally, at 11:49 PM, Fang Ziye waited for Luo Tingzhu to arrive.

However, where Fang Ziye was, was the Male Rest Room. If Luo Tingzhu wanted to eat, she could only go to the Female Rest Room.

That was still worse than packing it up and going back to eat.

After Fang Ziye messaged Wang Yuanqi about it, he changed out of the scrubs in the operating room into his own clothes, and led Luo Tingzhu home.

Fang Ziye suddenly discovered that he hadn't seen Luo Tingzhu eat in a long time; her demeanor while eating was very pretty.

When eating, her mouth opened very wide, giving the feeling of a chosen dry-rice person; when chewing, she became slightly more refined, and then when her gaze met Fang Ziye's eyes, she became a bit awkward and uneasy.

The flush on both cheeks and earlobes deepened a few degrees.

Fang Ziye poured himself a cup of water, and then watched even more meticulously.

After Luo Tingzhu went out in the evening, she changed into a relatively tight-fitting outfit. Conservative jeans plus a long-sleeved fitted long shirt, waist cinched, arms slender, shoulders with slightly raised bubble sleeves.

Fang Ziye also discovered that Luo Tingzhu's cheeks had a bit more baby fat than before; this should be from gaining a little weight, giving quite a rich-but-not-greasy feeling.

Fang Ziye drank water while laughing.

Who truly doesn't gain weight? It's just that they don't eat well enough.

The previous Luo Tingzhu really epitomized not gaining weight; she carried snack packs everywhere, and still maintains this habit today, three meals on the dot.

Yet her figure stays extremely good; who knows how many women it makes "green with envy."

"Senior Brother, what are you laughing at? Do I have oil on my face?" Luo Tingzhu casually picked up a square-handled pale purple mirror.

Not seeing oil stains on her face, she turned her head, even more puzzled.

Compared to when Fang Ziye first met Luo Tingzhu, Luo Tingzhu's confidence had slightly retracted, adding more gentleness. But Fang Ziye heard that in front of outsiders, Luo Tingzhu is cold and decisive, with quite a sweeping-killing-four-directions posture.

Of course, Luo Tingzhu rarely ties a ponytail now; at work she occasionally ties a bun, but after work, she mostly lets her long hair down, and her face has many more smiles.

"No, I was just looking casually..."

"You hurry up and eat. Eat early and rest early. You have to get up early for work tomorrow!" Fang Ziye said.

Hearing this, Luo Tingzhu's face flushed even redder in a rustle; she lowered her head slightly and began immersively eating dry rice.

Fang Ziye then reached out to explain: "Don't overthink. I wasn't thinking anything bad. Rest well; we'll pick a better time later."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he directly carried a blanket out from inside the room!

However, Luo Tingzhu, sitting there, cast a puzzled expression over.

Seeing this, Fang Ziye stopped pretending, directly entered Luo Tingzhu's "boudoir," and when he came out again, he had already changed into pajamas and went to brush his teeth.

By the time Luo Tingzhu finished the late-night snack dawdling, changed into pajamas in the restroom, brushed her teeth, and returned to the bedroom, the time had already reached 12:30.

Fang Ziye was already in a hazy half-asleep half-awake state; the room's air conditioner was preset to 24 degrees, so it was not hot, slightly cool.

Seeing Luo Tingzhu come in, Fang Ziye directly pulled her into his arms, and then tightened his hold.

Luo Tingzhu then found a more comfortable sleeping position on her own; both were exhausted beyond measure and entered dreamland...

This sleep wasn't long, only six hours.

But Fang Ziye swears, this is the most peaceful sleep he's had in the past three months.

However, before 7 AM, just as Fang Ziye woke up, he received a call from Yuan Weihong.

The phone ring woke Fang Ziye, and naturally also woke Luo Tingzhu, who was curled up motionless in Fang Ziye's arms, not daring to move.

Fang Ziye directly reached out to answer the phone; Luo Tingzhu, who was about to get up, immediately stiffened and became even more obedient like a cat.

"Master, is there an emergency surgery?" Fang Ziye rallied his spirit and asked.

Yuan Weihong said: "Ziye, I just saw the information in the OA System; I got a warning from the Medical Insurance Bureau this month."

"After you go to work, trace back through the medical orders!"

In the group, the 'Head of Department' is Deng Yong, the Second Eldest Brother is Liu Huanglong. But in reality, neither Liu Huanglong nor Deng Yong have principal investigator beds.

The Attending Physician is the bed's Principal Investigator; the Superior Professors and Associate Professors are Senior Physicians, and don't count as Principal Investigators for beds.

In the general group, junior physicians used Yuan Weihong's and Qin Geluo's employee IDs respectively to create sub-accounts for writing medical records, and physician signatures were in the format of Deng Yong/Yuan Weihong/someone.

The medical insurance on the medical orders had a problem; the Medical Insurance Bureau above wouldn't trouble the professor, but would only trouble Yuan Weihong and Qin Geluo.

"Okay, Master, I'll go to the department right away later." Fang Ziye's voice was low.

Of course, when Fang Ziye spoke, Luo Tingzhu felt especially unaccustomed, her arms twisting slightly, her whole person extremely nervous.

But Fang Ziye used his other hand to pinch Luo Tingzhu somewhat mischievously, causing her to stiffen directly...

"Fine, we'll talk about it later. Similar situations rarely happened before. I'll send you the retrospective photos from the OA system later." After Yuan Weihong said this, he hung up the phone.

The OA system was the hospital's internal information transmission system, and was also a common communication system between the hospital's administrative department and staff within departments.

Not every sesame-small matter requires personally running errands.

After hanging up the phone, Luo Tingzhu finally let out a long sigh of relief, lightly patting Fang Ziye: "Senior Brother, how could you be like this?"

"I was just scared to death."

"What's there to be scared about? My two masters aren't unaware. Get up quickly; your Anesthesiology Department requires you to arrive at the department by seven-thirty." Fang Ziye began to change the subject.

He absolutely dared not discuss his just-now mischievous assault action.

Luo Tingzhu sat up resentfully, gave Fang Ziye a white-eye look, then started wearing slippers and trotting to the washbasin.

Fang Ziye was rough; he directly ran onto the vegetable-washing sink in the kitchen, then used cold water to rub his face, and after rubbing his face and brushing his teeth, it was only seven-ten.

"Tingzhu, my master's OA system was warned by the Medical Insurance Bureau; I'm going to the department first, you eat breakfast yourself."

Luo Tingzhu was still brushing her teeth; hearing this, she turned sideways and nodded, pointed at the foam in her mouth, then pointed at the doorway direction, indicating Fang Ziye should leave first.

Fang Ziye only used three minutes to change into a set of clothes.

Very simple.

Simple black long pants plus short sleeves, with a belt tied on; he slightly touched his hair, looked in the mirror to see there was no oil, no sticking up, no curling or other abnormal shapes, then went out.

When Fang Ziye arrived at the department, seventy or eighty percent of the junior trainees in the department had arrived.

And they were joking in the department, asking what to eat for breakfast later, whether to go to the training room, etc.

Seeing Fang Ziye walk in, Lan Tianluo asked: "Senior Brother, are you going to the laboratory or training room later?"

"We'll see the situation later; if I go, I'll send you a message."

"Is today Wednesday? Is Professor Deng going to sit in the outpatient clinic?" Fang Ziye asked Lan Tianluo, confirming Deng Yong's schedule.

Lan Tianluo nodded: "Yes, Senior Brother. Master has outpatient clinic on Tuesday, Professor Deng on Wednesday; previously it was Professor Xie on Thursday, Big Brother Qin Geluo on Saturday, now Big Brother Qin Geluo has adjusted to Thursday."

"Professor Liu has adjusted to the same outpatient day as Master, which was yesterday." Lan Tianluo reported all the superiors' outpatient days.

Monday and Friday surgery days definitely must be kept free.

"So this way, everyone in our group today, after finishing rounds, none of you leave first; I want to retrospectively review the daily medical orders of discharged patients from this month and last month."

"Senior Brother Li, Brother Yan, you help out too." Fang Ziye said this while scanning the faces and gazes of everyone in the group.

But it seemed this person's mindset was especially good; hearing this, his expression didn't change at all.

In the department, because Master's Student Year Three Shu Lang's class was about to graduate and leave, and the thirty-three-month resident physician rotation had been completed, the number of bed-management physicians was actually quite limited.

Year Two's Jie Han, Zhu Yunwen. Master's Year One's Lan Tianluo, Liu Haihua, plus a General Surgery Master's Student Cao Qiong'an.

But Cao Qiong'an only came to Trauma Surgery this month; last month he was rotating in Spine Surgery. The warning in Yuan Weihong's OA system, the first medical order appearing on April 27th.

The second was May 4th, the third...

"Ziye, what's going on? Senior Brother Li and I check the medical orders every day, no problem?" Junior Trainee Brother Yan Zhiming cautiously replied.

"Look first, then talk! ~"

"You help me check, how many silver ion dressings does our group have from last month and this month? The kind of medical order costing over five hundred each—whose bed was it issued for!" Fang Ziye suddenly cracked his voice.

Finally, someone's expression changed.

Fang Ziye noticed Zhu Yunwen's expression change, and also the newly arrived Cao Qiong'an's expression slightly changed.

But for now, it still hadn't been exposed.

After speaking, Fang Ziye added: "I'll go to the office to change into my work uniform first."

After Fang Ziye spoke, he left the Doctor's Office first.

After Fang Ziye left, Yan Zhiming scanned the people in the group, then directly entered the Medical Record System and screened out all discharged patients this month.

"Senior Brother Li, from this month until now, our group discharged thirty-seven people total. You look at the first eighteen, I'll look at the last nineteen. I'll start looking from this Shi someone—okay?" Yan Zhiming instructed.

Li Yuanpei naturally nodded.

However, Fang Ziye had just arrived at the Inpatient General Office when, three minutes later, Zhu Yunwen sneaked in.

Zhu Yunwen wasn't tall either, comparable to Fang Ziye, small in stature, appearing short and sturdy: "Senior, Senior Brother. I might have been deceived..."

When Fang Ziye was in the office, he had actually noticed Zhu Yunwen's expression was off.

Zhu Yunwen's arrival now was not unexpected to Fang Ziye.

After Zhu Yunwen entered, he leaned against the door.

Fang Ziye scanned Zhu Yunwen up and down: "Yunwen, what exactly is going on? Do you have some difficulty?"

"You'd take this kind of thing too?"

This kind of silver ion dressing; previously someone had approached Fang Ziye, promising 100 back for 500, a nearly twenty percent kickback rate.

It sounded tempting, but Fang Ziye had his own money-making channels, had aboveboard research rewards, no need to play these petty tricks, and hadn't taken it seriously.

"Senior Brother, I was really deceived! ~" Zhu Yunwen hurriedly shook his head to explain, his expression becoming especially ugly.

Fang Ziye said: "You first tell me, how did you do it?"

"Yan Zhiming and Li Yuanpei check medical orders every day; how did you get yours added in?"

"Added in the afternoon. In the afternoon, it's usually Sister Lin from the Nursing Department on duty; Sister Lin would review such temporary medical orders. Then after twenty-four hours, the previous day's temporary medical orders would be overwritten." Zhu Yunwen's voice was like a tiny mosquito.

"Then the dressing change—how did you change it? You came in the afternoon to change it, and the next morning it was changed again?" Fang Ziye asked with narrowed eyes.

The dressing's usage is for wounds — how many times a day does Zhu Yunwen need a dressing change?

"No, no dressing change..." Zhu Yunwen said.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye immediately threw his mobile phone straight at him!

The phone hit Zhu Yunwen's chest; despite the pain, Zhu Yunwen still caught the phone with quick eyes and fast hands.

Then with both hands proper and rule-abiding he handed it to Fang Ziye, saying: "Senior Brother, I really was deceived, let me tell you, that person said this was recommended by Master."

"Used on car accident injury patients, anyway it's all insurance company or third-party payment, won't increase the patient's cost."

"Moreover, silver ion dressing does indeed have a certain promoting effect on wound healing."

"That person also said, the medical order given is dressing, but the actual product is spray, explained to the patient afterward, they won't tell anyone either..."

Fang Ziye took the phone.

For a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Are you short of money or short of morals?"

"Leaving aside whether doing this conforms to your own morals, even if you used it on patients, at least patients still get some benefit, expensive is a bit more expensive, but real achievement used on patients."

"You wrote a medical order but didn't use it? Zhu Yunwen, you're a fucking genius?"

"Who exactly taught you to do this?"

Zhu Yunwen said: "Previously those who came to our department for rotation, Bone Disease Department's senior brother, also our Orthopedics Department's senior brother, I just thought Master really recommended using it..."

"How many times did you use it, how much money did you take!" Fang Ziye with a dark face.

Whether Zhu Yunwen uses it, or other specialties use it, actually none of it is a glorious thing.

Furthermore, Zhu Yunwen's nature of this, compared to prescribing suitable calcium supplements and other medications to patients, taking a certain kickback, the nature is even more vile by several degrees.

"..."

When Fang Ziye came out of the Inpatient General Office, things were already more or less handled.

And the reason this kind of thing would alert to Yuan Weihong's OA system was because Zhu Yunwen and them also weren't particularly clear whether the patient was work injury insurance, or third party liability due to car accident injury.

So, after doing it several times, they directly messed it up.

At the same time, Zhu Yunwen also brought Cao Qiong'an to do it, clever as Zhu Yunwen, he gave Cao Qiong'an eighty, himself swallowing tears lying down blood profit twenty!

Fang Ziye didn't make a scene, just wished he could slap Zhu Yunwen once, hoping he could remember this lesson! Remember for a lifetime.

However it should be handled, he would directly report upward, hand it to Deng Yong to handle, other matters Fang Ziye no longer intervened in anything.

Because Zhu Yunwen has his own teacher.

Immediately after, Fang Ziye naturally also called Cao Qiong'an of Gastrointestinal Surgery over alone.

First sentence out of his mouth was: "Xiao Cao, you go back to Gastrointestinal Surgery yourself today, in a bit I'll directly call the Residency Training Office."

"Short term, don't come to our Trauma Surgery. You go to Orthopedics' other departments for rotation."

Cao Qiong'an immediately understood the reason, face fearful: "Industry Brother, no, I know I was wrong!"

"But?"

"You send me back, I have to rotate one more month, I'll never dare again."

Fang Ziye said: "You also don't think I'm targeting you."

"Zhu Yunwen, my own fellow trainee, he also rotated in vain this month, will re-rotate later."

"When you entered the department, I repeatedly emphasized, absolutely don't give me trouble, you gave me trouble, I inevitably must give you trouble."

"Now, my Master, was warned by the Medical Insurance Bureau, he comes to give me trouble? You go find your Master to explain? Or go back yourself to explain to your Master?"

"Or, I take the blame for you, let my Master be deducted a sum of money for nothing, and might even be called to the Medical Insurance Section for a talk?"

Cao Qiong'an's face was unpredictable expression.

Fang Ziye said: "No matter what, even if your teacher comes to find Deng Professor to intercede, he must still come make this trip."

"Now, you, and Zhu Yunwen two people, go back, later ward round also doesn't need you two to round, the beds you're responsible for, I've already assigned to others."

"Everyone's an adult, some words don't need shouting to speak."

"Industry Brother?" Cao Qiong'an still wanted to struggle a bit.

"Get out, don't force me to make things difficult for you in front of everyone in the department!"

"Who told you it can be used, who can vouch for you, you go find him." Fang Ziye with a dark face.

Because of this matter, once medical insurance verifies it's beyond medical insurance scope medication, the hospital's Medical Insurance Section investigates, it's Fang Ziye's blood pot.

His Chief Resident, absolutely will be extended three months to half a year!

No good explanation.

Chief Resident, manages all affairs in the department.

Problem arises, even if it's not your own group's medical order that had a problem, it's still the Chief Resident's pot.

During handover, Deng Yong wasn't there.

So no one mentioned this matter.

During ward round, Liu Huanglong was the first to notice today's headcount slightly fewer, and the bed management doctors, not familiar enough with some beds' medical history.

Still needed Fang Ziye to occasionally add a few sentences.

"Is someone in the department on leave?" Liu Huanglong leading ward round feeling something off, asked Fang Ziye.

"Mm, yes Teacher Liu, they have some rather important private matters, asked me for leave." Fang Ziye nodded reply, and didn't publicize what Zhu Yunwen two people did.

Yuan Weihong however

After finishing ward round bumpily, Fang Ziye received Deng Yong's phone call.

Fang Ziye answered the phone, first sentence was apology: "Master, sorry, it's me who didn't supervise well."

Deng Yong's voice was stern: "Ziye, it's enough that you know part of the problem lies with you."

"Your primary responsibility right now is Chief Resident; any matters beyond the Chief Resident's scope count as unnecessary complications."

"You must first do your proper job well."

"As for Yun Wen, I've already punished him; he's tentatively set to delay graduation by one year."

"But that Master's student from Gastrointestinal Surgery is our hospital's student, so let's be slightly more lenient; you also don't call the Residency Training Office, let him call his own teacher himself and continue managing beds."

Deng Yong's words left Fang Ziye's train of thought unable to catch up for a moment.

"Master? Yun Wen delayed a year, Cao Qiong'an from General Surgery, called out for criticism? Isn't that a bit too unfair?"

"Cao Qiong'an is from another department; why would he exert his utmost effort?"

"Zhu Yunwen is our own person, my student, your Fellow Trainee; he doesn't even understand the most basic respect for teachers; he clearly knew the person serving as Chief Resident is you, Fang Ziye, yet he still stirred up this messy business."

"The Medical Insurance Bureau's feedback will inevitably escalate to the Medical Insurance Department."

"Do you want me, your Master, after giving you so many exceptional privileges, to go beg Hospital Leadership to intercede for you? That's impossible, Ziye."

"No one can enjoy this many privileges."

Fang Ziye then said: "Master, then can I plead for Zhu Yunwen?"

"Not allowed either! ~" Deng Yong said this and hung up the phone.

Fang Ziye sighed deeply.

One could foresee this matter would definitely reach the hospital weekly meeting; although it might not be made public, private disciplinary measures would absolutely fall on his own head.

Whether he ducked his head or stuck it out, that blade would come down regardless!

Fang Ziye was also very helpless.

Speaking from the heart, in the department and in the Emergency, for the sake of mangled extremity patients, Fang Ziye had indeed worried a great deal and expended no small amount of thought.

But does this belong to Fang Ziye's proper duties?

Embarrassed to say, it does not!

Fang Ziye rescued many emergency patients' lives and received silk banners; this counts as a kind of luck for the patients.

But very sorry, this likewise is not Fang Ziye's proper duty.

Fang Ziye's proper duty is to do a good job as Trauma Surgery's Chief Resident.

Emergency consultations, then throw the surgeries upward.

Say capability is insufficient, needs Senior Physician handling, then put more time into wards, consultations, minor emergency surgeries.

Although you were given more permissions, if your fundamentals aren't done properly, then you will also face punishment.

"Sigh..." Fang Ziye shook his head.

Immediately after, he went again to the Senior Office and found Yuan Weihong.

"Master, will they deduct your money? Should they deduct my performance pay?" Fang Ziye proposed cautiously.

"Is this purely a matter of deducting money? Am I short on that bit of performance pay of yours?" Yuan Weihong set down his teacup and looked Fang Ziye up and down several times.

"You've really hit a streak of bad luck! ~"

"Good thing the money didn't go into your pocket; otherwise, your Chief Resident position would be delayed at least three to five years."

"Economic issues, once verified, are handled with a one-size-fits-all approach, severely and heavily."

"Of course, I just asked the Medical Affairs Department and people in the Hospital Director's Office; considering this matter, the amount involved currently isn't large."

"So, the punishment currently only falls on the department, not on the individual."

"Deduct a total of 100,000 from the department's performance pay for this month!"

……

After digesting Yuan Weihong's words, Fang Ziye asked again: "Master, Teacher Deng said Zhu Yunwen must delay graduation a year; can this still be salvaged?"

"Teacher Deng handles his own student; why would you interfere? Your reach is that long?"

"Everyone is an adult; everyone pays the price for their own choices, including you Fang Ziye, including me Yuan Weihong, and also Professor Deng Yong."

"We chose to let you serve as Chief Resident; then when you lead Resident Physicians and make omissions, we must bear joint responsibility."

"This performance pay is also deducted from our Group, not from the whole department level."

"Learn from the setback; everyone eats dirt for a month together."

"As for Yun Wen, it can only depend on his own fortune." Yuan Weihong spoke relatively cold-bloodedly and ruthlessly.

Wrote medical orders but didn't use them, what the hell kind of damn mess is this?

"Forget it, let's not talk about this."

"Heard you and Wang Yuanqi plan to rotate on-duty shifts?" Yuan Weihong asked.

"Yes, Master, I feel Senior Brother Yuan Qi's capability should be enough to serve as Chief Resident too." Fang Ziye nodded.

"Also a good thing; this way you can free up some time to do your own things."

"But there's still one premise: you must do your proper work as Trauma Surgery Chief Resident well; you're taking the Attending Physician exam this month, just right to also free up a little time to review the question bank, don't fail the exam then, that would be a bit embarrassing..." Yuan Weihong joked.

"Master, it shouldn't come to that." Speaking of professional matters, Fang Ziye gained a bit of confidence.

……

After chatting with Yuan Weihong, Fang Ziye appeared exceptionally helpless.

He looked around the department; the department was still that department, just that before, during the Junior Physician stage, his vision wasn't that high, so he couldn't see some troubles that objectively existed.

Lan Tianluo and the others probably also knew Fang Ziye had some worries at the moment, so after finishing their proper work, they didn't tactlessly come bother Fang Ziye again.

Whether operation teaching or experimental teaching, they definitely must be arranged on the premise that Fang Ziye has free time and is in a good mood.

Just that, while Fang Ziye was resting in the Chief Resident Office, a strange young man knocked and entered.

Upon entering he said with a cheeky grin: "Director Fang, finally found you."

"I'm responsible for the Silver Ion Dressing. Director Fang, you can rest assured and boldly use these things in the department; if any problem arises, our Company will take responsibility to smooth it over."

"If the medical insurance side audits and pays out, our company will provide full compensation."

"I hope Director Fang can put in the effort to cooperate and support us."

"The several professors in the department also support this; after all, it is also convenient for wound recovery."

"Thank you, I understand. I want to rest for a bit." Fang Ziye did not confront the youth head-on, politely refusing.

The youth squeezed out a smile: "Director Fang, let's add WeChat. I'll report our company's little benefits to you, Teacher Fang."

"This benefit is also relatively not bad."

"No need, thank you. My emergency surgery yesterday was rather late, so it's not very convenient."

"You go find someone else." Fang Ziye said.

There was no need to be too forceful; he was also just doing a job, he relied on this to eat, and Fang Ziye also did not feel the other party was a cut below.

Seeing Fang Ziye still impervious to persuasion, the youth could only shake his head helplessly.

"Then I won't disturb you, Director Fang~" Carrying his backpack, as he backed out, he still left a set of materials for Fang Ziye.

"Director Fang, when you have time, you can look at our company's promotional materials. We have cooperation with many departments in the hospital, and the cooperation has all been very good."

"We are working hard to get this dressing into medical insurance, to benefit more surgical patients." The youth finished speaking with a laugh, slowly closing the door and walking away.

Fang Ziye thought seriously for a moment, then sent a message in the Resident Physician group chat...

Cold-bloodedness and heavy punishment will be the first step towards becoming a Senior Physician.

(Chapter End)