Chapter 416: Han Yuanxiao's Slightly Bruised Defense (Seeking Subscriptions)

"The Kocher-Langenbeck approach involves making a skin incision on the surface of the greater trochanter, extending proximally to about 6 centimeters from the posterior superior iliac spine."

"Of course, it can be extended roughly to here as needed," Fang Ziye said, cutting and explaining in detail exactly how this approach should be carried out.

"Specifically, extend 10 centimeters distally along the lateral surface of the thigh; this is also a standard Kocher-Langenbeck approach."

Teaching surgery is not like performing surgery with one's whole heart and soul; it requires breaking down and explaining the surgical process in great detail, and surgical teaching must begin with how to make the incision.

One sentence perfectly summarized most of the learning curve of surgery.

Three years to learn surgery, a lifetime to learn approaches.

A good approach and more suitable exposure can improve surgical quality.

Nie Mingxian stood at the lowest assistant position, pensive, while Yan Zhiming and Jie Han opposite Fang Ziye nodded frequently; only Liu Haihua, standing at the third assistant position, frowned slightly.

He was only a first-year master's student; if his knowledge reserve could reach the level of keeping up with Fang Ziye's professional approach thinking, he shouldn't be a first-year master's student.

Even with slightly better aptitude, it was very difficult.

This kind of knowledge reserve required not only comprehension and aptitude, but also reading volume and memory.

Seeing that the few people had no questions, Fang Ziye continued: "The difficulty of this surgery is not very high. Liu Haihua, you identify the first layer of anatomical tissue visible under this fat layer—which two types are there?"

"The gluteus maximus and the fascia lata!" Liu Haihua felt somewhat involved and answered the question happily.

Of course, Liu Haihua didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but Jie Han and Yan Zhiming, who were familiar with Fang Ziye, inexplicably raised their heads.

The current Fang Ziye could be said to have somewhat taken on the appearance of a superior; in the name of teaching, he threw out questions like time bombs from time to time...

Fang Ziye ignored the two people's gazes and continued doing what he wanted to do: "We continue to incise the fascia lata along the skin incision; after incising, bluntly split the gluteus maximus along the direction of its fibers!"

"Come, come, come, Liu Haihua, feel this Raven's Claw Retractor well; remember it from now on. On the superolateral side of the gluteus maximus, the superior gluteal nerve must pass through; whether using a knife or a vascular clamp, you must not damage it."

Liu Haihua gently poked it with his index finger and nodded.

During elective surgeries on normal days, when Teacher Deng Yong was the lead surgeon, how could there be a chance to let Liu Haihua touch such a thing? He only thought about speeding up and finishing the day's surgeries.

It was only now, as the number of lead surgeons gradually increased, that the pace could be slowed down.

As long as the surgery wasn't too outrageous, the group could handle four stations!

Deng Yong, Liu Huanglong, Yuan Weihong, and Fang Ziye could all stand on their own.

"Actually, at this step, it's a relatively typical flowchart of local anatomy; at this level, the muscle layers are very detailed and typical."

"From top to bottom: gluteus medius, piriformis, obturator internus, superior and inferior gemelli; at the very bottom is the quadratus femoris."

"Near the quadratus femoris, there is a very thick nerve, which is the sciatic nerve; its volume is large, and it is generally difficult to injure..."

"..."

Under Fang Ziye's almost nanny-like teaching, it could be said that, on the patient, in the form of an elective surgery, he demonstrated a local anatomy lesson to Nie Mingxian and the others.

Surgery is not purely local anatomy, but surgery can certainly evolve into a very vivid local anatomy demonstration in the hands of a capable physician.

From the approach teaching all the way to the subsequent internal fixation of pelvic fractures, it took Fang Ziye more than two hours.

Actually, if it weren't for teaching, and just pure surgery, Fang Ziye was confident he could shorten the surgery time to within forty minutes.

Of course, the significance of teaching was certainly prominent.

For example, the question maniac Jie Han seemed to forget the occasion at this moment; after the surgery ended, he started asking: "Senior Brother, if this approach cannot achieve good reduction, or if it's a transverse fracture combined with a posterior wall fracture, what then?"

When Jie Han asked the question, Nie Mingxian's gaze flashed; obviously, he was also very curious about the answer.

Next door, Yan Zhiming and Liu Haihua were helping push the patient out of the operating room; at the operating room door, Yan Zhiming stood up and returned, while Liu Haihua, as a Resident Physician, had to follow the patient back to the ward and complete the postoperative orders before he could return to the operating room.

Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian sat side by side on the steel stool under the Surgical Timer Panel in the operating room; Jie Han stood between the two, chin tilted, expression simple, without any other thoughts.

"If it's a transverse fracture combined with a posterior wall fracture, then dual approaches should be considered: from the anterior approach to fix the transverse fracture, and from the posterior approach to fix the posterior wall fracture."

"The one we just did is..."

"Master! ~" Fang Ziye was halfway through speaking when he saw Yuan Weihong walk in; he hurriedly ended the topic and then stood up to greet him.

Nie Mingxian also stood up, while Jie Han turned and stood at attention.

"Ziye, I heard from the circulating nurse that your surgery over here hasn't ended after two hours; I thought something had gone wrong." Yuan Weihong touched the front of his cap, probably habitually stroking his Mediterranean.

"Off the table?"

Fang Ziye nodded: "Master, we are advancing the surgical progress a bit slowly."

Jie Han explained instead: "Master, throughout this surgery, Senior Brother explained everything very in detail; even the small branches of the nerves encountered during the approach were shown to us."

"I now feel I am especially strong!"

Yuan Weihong then breathed a sigh of relief.

For Fang Ziye's surgery today, no one was left to cover for him, mainly because everyone trusted Fang Ziye's level; he had long since matured and was no longer a fledgling eagle taking its first flight.

However, since two hours had not yet ended, Yuan Weihong was truly worried that the 'Expert' he had raised had turned into a 'Teletubbies' prototype again, so he hurried over to take a look after coming off the table.

"Fine, what do you think should be done about the bone defect of the ischial ring? The patient can't sit, and sleeping is uncomfortable. Go back and think it over for a month." After dismissing Jie Han with one sentence, Yuan Weihong smiled and looked at Fang Ziye.

"Are there X-ray result photos?"

Jie Han was directly made to frown with worry by Yuan Weihong's question.

The difficulty of this question?

Yuan Weihong was being exposed by Jie Han, right?

In the pelvic ring, the reconstruction of the ischial ring is of relatively high difficulty because the anatomical structure is relatively special.

Naturally, there are many solutions, but without a recognized solution, it means that every effect is rather strained.

While Jie Han frowned and thought carefully, Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong had already begun to appreciate the X-ray Pelvic AP View after the internal fixation of the fracture.

After looking, Yuan Weihong nodded: "That's good; it seems I worried too much."

"Ziye, very well done; you successfully completed the first teaching surgery. That's just right; in the Hubei Province Mid-year Skills Competition next month, you can go and do a few more teaching surgeries."

"Ah?" Fang Ziye couldn't understand Yuan Weihong's logic for a moment.

"Ah what? You won a Special Prize last year and even got a bonus for that competition; are you pretending not to know it?"

"Crossing over, one cannot forget one's hometown."

"Because of the special nature of your identity and age, it's very inspiring, so this year the Trauma Surgery Group hopes you can serve as the 'Reference Surgeon' for the teaching surgery!"

"There's also a subsidy." After Yuan Weihong explained in a low voice, he looked at the other few people again.

"This doesn't count as us giving Ziye a back door, the competition grades, Ziye fought for them himself for real, in our province, there has never been such a young Teaching Attending."

When Yuan Weihong spoke, he also looked at Nie Mingxian, so Nie Mingxian replied: "Oh, Jingdu has had it."

Yuan Weihong's mouth corner stiffened.

Fang Ziye and the other two simultaneously looked at Nie Mingxian.

After all, with this one sentence, Nie Mingxian directly leaked out the meaning Yuan Weihong originally wanted to express.

Hubei Province not having it is Hubei Province not having it, Jingdu having had it is Jingdu having had it!

Hubei Province's Orthopedics strength is still too weak.

Yuan Weihong had no way to counter this outsider Nie Mingxian.

Nie Mingxian doesn't count as a student of this hospital, nor as staff of this department, he counts as part of Liu Huanglong's team, his direct jurisdiction is Liu Huanglong.

Yuan Weihong smiled and said: "Jingdu's Jishuitan, Jingdu Third Hospital, and Xiehe are all famous Orthopedics hospitals, their Orthopedics specialty strength is all slightly stronger than Hubei Province's..."

"Doctor Nie, this is also easy to understand, right?"

Originally Yuan Weihong planned to use this opportunity to properly persuade Yan Zhiming and Liu Haihua and the others, not to always watch Fang Ziye enjoying high-standard treatment, but also to see clearly his foundation.

Many of Fang Ziye's things were given by superiors, but many things were earned by Fang Ziye's own ability.

"I don't understand Orthopedics matters either, I was originally from Vascular Surgery." Nie Mingxian said, gradually lowering his voice.

However, just this one speech made Yuan Weihong immediately break down completely.

Nie Mingxian didn't say it was Jingdu's Orthopedics that had it, whether Orthopedics had it or not, he never cared about, what others spoke of was Cardiovascular Surgery...

Yuan Weihong instantly had a feeling of powerlessness like a fist hitting cotton.

In this instant, Yuan Weihong seemed to recall, if he had to go on rural rotation to a prefecture-level city hospital, would the people there also think of him this way.

Seeing Yuan Weihong's expression was a bit pained, Fang Ziye also got a bit protective: "Brother Xian has broad knowledge, but don't bully us country folk, we're all people who haven't seen much of the world."

"Master, there's no problem here for now either, the next surgery is even simpler."

"Why don't you go be busy first?"

Fang Ziye decided to send Yuan Weihong away first, and only then could he rest assured and seriously go head-to-head with Nie Mingxian.

Of course, if Nie Mingxian still wanted to continue going head-to-head.

Yuan Weihong knew in his heart, immediately nodded and left: "When I came over, Professor Deng only allowed me a quarter of an hour, I should go back."

Coming here, confirming Fang Ziye's surgery had no problem, the long time was due to other reasons, Yuan Weihong then left.

Just when turning back, he looked at Nie Mingxian again, still amiably emitting a kindly smile.

There was an indescribable sense of intimacy.

To tell the truth, even if Nie Mingxian really settles in Trauma Surgery later, being clueless in the short term, Yuan Weihong wouldn't dare to "flare up" at him.

Because Nie Mingxian's talent is placed here, he's already a very fruitful orchard.

As long as Nie Mingxian is given a certain amount of time, Yuan Weihong will have no reason or opportunity to "mock" him.

After Yuan Weihong left, the sensible Yan Zhiming first defused the awkwardness: "Brother Xian, thanks for speaking up to help, otherwise we'd have been PUA'd a few sentences by Brother Wei."

Nie Mingxian at this moment actually already understood, maybe he had disrupted Yuan Weihong's arrangement a bit.

But Nie Mingxian also felt no guilt, what he said was all truth, it can't be that because Yuan Weihong had ulterior motives, even facts he personally witnessed can't be spoken?

Nie Mingxian just arrived, naturally he wouldn't understand the subtle relationships inside Trauma Surgery.

Nie Mingxian simply played dead.

This is his inherent privilege.

The later surgery was indeed simple, it was a tibial midshaft fracture retrograde intramedullary nail internal fixation surgery.

The patient's identity was a relative of some professor at this hospital, and he lived near Zhongnan Hospital.

With such a connection, even if Zhongnan Hospital doesn't do simple fracture disease types, they could only do his surgery out of face for a colleague.

Tibial fracture supracondylar approach intramedullary nail internal fixation surgery is a genuine Level 3 surgery, within Fang Ziye's permission range.

Even if Fang Ziye operates alone, it's reasonable and compliant.

Naturally, during this operation process, Fang Ziye didn't do any teaching surgery, but directly with an unfathomable surgical method, counting from the skin incision, finished the battle within twelve minutes.

Surgery finished, sterile 'Xiaomei' disposable sterile dressing applied, plaster external fixation solidified, patient already sent back to the ward by Jie Han, Fang Ziye took Doctor Yan Zhiming and Nie Mingxian and left the operating room.

The scrub nurse and circulating nurse were still in a "confused" state.

Looking at each other, the scrub nurse said: "Is it that we're laymen, or is this doctor too expert? I remember when I did intramedullary nail internal fixation with Associate Professor Peng Long before, it also took fifty-plus minutes."

"Twelve minutes?"

"Joking, right?"

"Don't know, anyway the lead surgeon left after the photo, we can only pack up and then get off work." The circulating nurse raised her eyelids, making her brows furrow into deep wrinkles.

Obviously also worried, however, during the surgery process, as long as nothing was left inside the patient's body, other aspects of quality problems have nothing to do with the staff in the operating room.

Therefore, whether Fang Ziye's skill is strong or Fang Ziye is deliberately showing off, it has no relation to them.

Responsibility not on oneself, just respect others' fate?

"Shouldn't we report to the Head Nurse?" The scrub nurse still wasn't quite at ease, felt a case should be documented.

"Fine, tell the Head Nurse, this surgery, we didn't urge the lead surgeon at all, he ended the surgery himself within twelve minutes, we've been cooperating well all along." The circulating nurse's avoidance-of-suspicion thinking was very strong.

However, after Yan Zhiming and Nie Mingxian closely followed Fang Ziye out of the operating room, Nie Mingxian's gaze flashed sharply: "Ziye, this manual reduction technique, in elective surgery, also has such great wonderful use?"

It can be said, manual reduction technique is one of the surgical techniques with the strongest performance capability.

It was practically instantaneous cure, as if miracles happened the moment he laid hands on them.

Nie Mingxian had spent time reviewing the workflow for open reduction internal fixation of fractures.

Exposure, traction, reduction, Kirschner wire temporary fixation, then fluoroscopy, adjustment...

But it seemed that with Fang Ziye, reduction was like child's play.

Most fracture surgeries seemed merely to go through the motions, especially long bone fractures.

"Hmm, fracture treatment!"

"No, as long as it follows the principles of reduction, fixation, and rehabilitation, or rather, as long as it has reduction and rotation operative steps, manual reduction technique is a very practical basic skill; used well, it achieves twice the result with half the effort, and surgical quality will also be quite high, completely without worry about surgical quality."

"If this surgery hadn't let Jie Han try the intramedullary nail internal fixation locking nail process, it might have ended two minutes earlier."

"Brother Xian, if you want to learn, I suggest you first ask Senior Brother Wu Xuanqi for a set of study materials; I have another set here, but it requires a certain foundation before you can read it." Fang Ziye explained.

Fang Ziye's manual reduction materials originated from Old Chinese Doctor Chen's manual reduction theory, but were slightly superior.

Currently they also incorporated some new fracture classification methods explored through fracture models within the group, which could better help understand the techniques and methods of fracture manual reduction.

Nie Mingxian starting to learn from here would be very painful.

"Okay, I'll go try."

"Before, Wu Xuanqi always said the charm of trauma surgery is very intuitive and very attractive; I didn't quite believe it." Nie Mingxian said.

Actually Nie Mingxian had also seen manual reduction, and seen relatively high-end manual reduction, but manual reduction as high-end as Fang Ziye's, this was truly the first time he had seen it.

"I'll go rest first, Brother Yan, Brother Xian, you guys also go get some good rest..."

"Tomorrow I still have to be on emergency duty shift, Brother Yan, remember to find some free time and send me the data our group compiled." Fang Ziye's brain was a bit muddled.

Yan Zhiming probed Fang Ziye's forehead: "Ziye, didn't Tian Luo send you a mini program? In the backend you should be able to see the basic skill strength of all junior doctors in our department, as well as how many surgeries and operations each can follow you for every month."

"Your Excel spreadsheet has been eliminated."

Fang Ziye: "..."

"Oh, alright! Then I'll go rest too." Fang Ziye rubbed his eyes.

Last night, he actually didn't sleep very well; now the surgery was done too, and there was still over an hour until the noon meal time.

Why not steal some time to sleep?

But Yan Zhiming said: "Then fine, Ziye you go rest first, I'm going to Master's side?"

Yan Zhiming was currently nearly PhD Year 3, at the time node of being fed large amounts of opportunities by Deng Yong; following Fang Ziye he got no operations mixed in, going to Master's place, more or less he could always mix in some small operations.

Back then Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing, Wang Yuanqi and Gu Yi and others all came through like this; now it was Yan Zhiming's turn, how could Yan Zhiming possibly not go mix in some face-time for fear of damaging his reputation?

"Good! ~"

After Yan Zhiming left, Nie Mingxian asked Fang Ziye again whether this roommate was moving today; if moving, they could go back together to get familiar with faces.

Fang Ziye shook his head at those words: "Brother Xian, you go back and rest first, I'll go rest in the department for a bit."

"I only go back to stay occasionally."

"Works too! ~" Nie Mingxian didn't insist either.

Time flows like water, in a blink over a week had passed.

The emergency surgery shadowing access and standard quota system promoted by Fang Ziye had gradually become standardized; regardless of whether juniors agreed or disagreed, this model had already been pushed through.

On 5.21, after handing over the shift, Fang Ziye was just planning to follow Deng Yong on ward rounds when he was stopped by the standing Professor Han Yuanxiao.

He enthusiastically called out: "Professor Deng, can Ziye spare a bit of time? I want to find Ziye to chat about some things."

Deng Yong turned back, looked at Ziye and didn't make things difficult, then Deng Yong nodded, patted Fang Ziye's shoulder down: "Director Han is calling you, Ziye you go."

Fang Ziye nodded, turned back with a smile, and walked toward Han Yuanxiao: "Director Han..."

Han Yuanxiao then instructed Peng Long to take people to do ward rounds first, and only then brought Fang Ziye to the Director's Office.

Upon entering, naturally they exchanged a few pleasantries first, then brewed two cups of tea, chatted casually for a bit, before getting to the main topic: "Ziye, you're taking the Attending Physician Exam this month, right?"

"Should be confident, right?"

Attending Physician Exam time, registration early May, exam late May; Han Yuanxiao's group had no one taking the Attending exam, yet he could still remember — truly showed he cared.

Fang Ziye only sat on half his buttocks, smiling broadly: "Director Han, should be no problem, but I wouldn't dare say one hundred percent."

"Recently been grinding the question bank."

Fang Ziye couldn't tell if Han Yuanxiao had any opinion on him; after all, the emergency operation quota and access system he promoted conflicted with Han Yuanxiao's previous arrangements and planning.

He had only led Xiong Jinhuan for two months, and overturned Han Yuanxiao's planning.

"Take the exam well, enter Middle Level early, then later can enter Deputy Chief Physician early too."

"This kind of professional title, even exceptional promotion can't break the major rank; it can only be slowly accumulated. Actually with Ziye your current strength, holding a nominal Deputy Director title would be more than sufficient." Han Yuanxiao looked quite happy as he encouraged Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye waved his hand lightly: "Director Han, the things I still need to learn are slightly numerous. The hat you speak of is really too big."

Han Yuanxiao pursed his lips, then said: "Ziye, I first owe you an apology."

"The department's epidermal growth factor spray access was approved by me, and I authorized the people below to selectively use it according to need."

"However, the company previously did not tell me their product had not passed the medical insurance barrier, so, more or less it still brought you some trouble."

"Embarrassed, Ziye; you can think about it, within an appropriate scope, Teacher Han is willing to give you certain compensation."

Han Yuanxiao proactively changed his own form of address.

Director Han and Fang Ziye — that is a superior-subordinate relationship; Fang Ziye only follows Deng Yong, afterwards everyone goes their separate ways.

Teacher Han and Fang Ziye — that is a teacher-student relationship; afterwards everyone can still get along more harmoniously.

Fang Ziye had actually guessed this possibility, but no way around it.

Han Yuanxiao is the Director, and moreover the Ward Administrative Director; whatever medicine Han Yuanxiao wants to use in the department, Fang Ziye has absolutely no way to refuse.

Still that sentence: Fang Ziye cannot falsify it, so there is no reason to question Han Yuanxiao's medication choice.

As for the medical insurance audit having problems, that is the department's problem, the superior's responsibility; Fang Ziye still has to bear a bit of the blame...

"Teacher Han, you flatter me."

"By rights, I graduate in June, so the latest I'd start work is July; even if I served as Chief Resident from day one, it wouldn't end until next June."

"It was still you, Teacher Han, who stepped in and pulled me in early."

"Right now I've merely returned to a new starting point — how could I dare make demands?" Fang Ziye knew how to handle people; a single sentence put Han Yuanxiao's emotions entirely at ease.

What else could be done?

Fly into a rage and resign?

If you resign, where could you go?

Here, with Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong around, you still have to suffer undeserved trouble; go elsewhere, with no backer and nothing else, and the road forward becomes even more thorny.

Especially after a trip to Enshi Central Hospital, Fang Ziye had actually summed it up: prefecture-level city hospitals are essentially family-run enterprises, purely family-run.

Connections are the ultimate shortcut upward; ability just lets you work for someone else.

In a top-tier unit like Zhongnan Hospital, there's at least a heaven-reaching shortcut — the capable rise, the weak fall.

Han Yuanxiao's expression gradually turned serious; he rubbed his right thumb and index finger, then lifted his teacup and took a hearty swig before saying, "Ziye, I know in your heart you surely still have some opinion of me."

"I accept your opinion, but my thinking still can't change."

"I'm not like you, Ziye — almost unburdened, with both research accumulation and paper accumulation; I've got a whole sprawling mess here."

"Students waiting to graduate, waiting for hospital retention; subordinates waiting for promotion, waiting to eat."

"Ziye, let me ask a presumptuous question: you wouldn't think only people from your group can be retained in our Trauma Surgery, would you?"

"What is this? This is an academic clique — it's become a gate!"

Hearing Han Yuanxiao put it that way, Fang Ziye raised his head slightly, his face turning solemn.

A slight ripple stirred in his heart.

Han Yuanxiao continued, "But objectively speaking, the team you're in is too strong."

"First, abundant talent."

"Second, ample funding."

"Third, many major projects."

"Under such conditions, anyone with even a bit of qualification gets carried aloft. In that case, it's actually unfair to others."

"Let me give a simple example: compare Xiong Jinhuan and Li Yuanpei!"

Han Yuanxiao slapped the table, lowered his voice, his eye rims reddening slightly: "You put your hand here and say it — who's more suited for retention? Look me in the eye and tell me."

Fang Ziye didn't answer.

He didn't refute, but he didn't answer either.

Han Yuanxiao reined in his emotions a little: "You know the answer, and I know it too! But?"

Fang Ziye raised his head at the right moment and interjected, "Teacher Han, but education has never been fair, has it?"

Fang Ziye's tone was calm, his gaze also calm.

If Han Yuanxiao wanted to pursue this topic, there would be far too much worth discussing.

Talk of fairness and unfairness inside Zhongnan Hospital?

Being able to draw an objective line — the capable rise, the weak fall — is already fairer than drawing no line at all.

Any other fairness? How would you argue it?

Seeing Han Yuanxiao stay silent, Fang Ziye added, "Teacher Han, I personally still think you shouldn't have pigeonholed Senior Brother Li; your unilateral labeling is itself a kind of unfairness to him."

"Back then, my foundation was also poor, my first degree wasn't good enough, my accumulation was also thin, yet I'm deeply grateful my teacher lifted and cultivated me."

You may think Li Yuanpei's aptitude falls short of Xiong Jinhuan's, but you cannot define Li Yuanpei's aptitude as falling short of Xiong Jinhuan's.

By what right is a person objectively defined to death?

Fang Ziye had weathered thorns and knew the suffering; before his mind grew numb, he would speak up for Li Yuanpei.

Han Yuanxiao looked at Fang Ziye, his emotions gradually settling.

Han Yuanxiao sensed that Fang Ziye had now grown up, his wings had hardened, and he'd begun to have his own ideas.

At this point, trying to curry favor, show weakness, or discuss issues with him — Fang Ziye was no longer an echo.

Still, Han Yuanxiao asked once more: "Does raising the bar for pulling up seedlings really have meaning?"

"How long can this illusory threshold be propped up?"

"Ziye, do you really hope to see Teacher Deng turn this department into the Deng Yong Team's private preserve?"

"Wang Yuanqi I'll set aside — his professional strength and research accumulation are still decent."

"But Yan Zhiming, Li Yuanpei?"

"Truth is, they really aren't the optimal choices for retention!"

Fang Ziye continued not to answer.

This was clearly not a problem Fang Ziye could meddle in.

As long as Fang Ziye doesn't hold personnel authority, whether the future colleagues are Xiong Jinhuan or the Li Yuanpei brothers, Fang Ziye has no right to interfere.

On the contrary, if Fang Ziye expressed a stance now, whichever side he supported would be overstepping.

Personnel authority analogized more seriously: someone suggests this child of yours is good, that one is bad, so you abandon the latter?

Anyone who could make such a suggestion simply has no brain — unless you're a parent yourself, you may favor your own child; other people's affairs, how dare you meddle?

Brain short-circuited?

Han Yuanxiao spoke no further; Fang Ziye said, "Teacher Han, sorry, I don't have that kind of ability yet."

"What I can do now is, within my capacity, create relatively fair learning and operation opportunities for my fellow trainees; the rest exceeds my ability." Fang Ziye gritted his teeth.

Immediately after, Fang Ziye added, "Teacher Han, the old me received Teacher Jin Hongzhou's teaching by word and deed; we had no kinship, yet he could disregard family background and give me many opportunities, so I've always kept that in mind..."

"But it seems, up to now, no teacher has taught me that this is one big communal pot of rice."

"Even if someone were teaching me like this now, I'm past the age where I can't maintain a basic livelihood."

"Teacher Han, I've only ever been a student for the time being."

Fang Ziye's face was full of a radiant smile, his tone calm, his gaze firm!

When I was still an insignificant mayfly, the one who carried me and bore me was Master Yuan Weihong alone!

You're saying so much fart talk to me now, it won't reach me.

Master's School is Master's School!

As for the rest, there aren't so many rules; even if you add them temporarily, I won't care!

Han Yuanxiao narrowed his eyes, continued holding the teacup sipping slowly, and after a full minute nodded, laughing as he said: "Ziye, I respect your choice, and I also won't have any opinion of you because of your choice."

"On this point you can rest assured."

Fang Ziye then left the Office, and afterwards went to start the Ward Round as if nothing had happened...

(Chapter End)