Chapter 422

Time flows like water.

May slipped by in a flash.

After Fang Ziye walked out of the exam hall, he immediately took out his phone, turned off airplane mode, and started reading unread messages.

People especially familiar with him all knew Fang Ziye was taking the attending physician theory and computer-based exam, and didn't disturb him; there was only one unread message from Huang Kai.

Fang Ziye deliberately checked the chat pages of Qin Geluo and Wang Yuanqi — no unread messages there — then cleared out his text message inbox once more.

Only then did he stand beside a shared bicycle inside campus, swing a leg over to occupy it first, and reply to Huang Kai's message.

"Kai Ye, our team is still doing retrospective work on functional reconstruction surgeries in May, so we haven't actively accepted new cases, mainly to maximize surgical quality."

"Around mid-June, you come over to our hospital and see Professor Liu Huanglong for a careful assessment of whether you're suitable for functional reconstruction surgery..." Fang Ziye's reply was relatively cautious.

Ever since Fang Ziye suggested it to Huang Kai, and Professor Liu Huanglong came to Zhongnan Hospital, whenever the group had plans for functional reconstruction procedures, Huang Kai would frequently message Fang Ziye to inquire about related news.

It's just that Fang Ziye has been busy all along, and after the group discussed it, they decided not to accept corresponding cases on a large scale in the short term, or open outpatient clinics widely to admit patients.

Instead, they hoped to meticulously refine a few cases and complete one-month and three-month follow-ups first, then decide based on the situation whether to open a functional reconstruction specialty clinic.

This is to be responsible to patients.

Naturally, during this period, if the department encountered mangled extremity patients, they would still admit them routinely, just not actively invite some patients to transfer to Zhongnan Hospital.

Active and passive are two different concepts.

After replying to the message and scanning the QR code to unlock the bike, Fang Ziye rode to the main gate of Huazhong University of Science and Technology to take the subway back to the hospital.

At this hour, the school is still an exam venue, early June is still graduation season, and it's a weekend — don't even think about hailing a cab; in the time you'd wait for a cab, the subway would already have you near Han City University.

Campus shared bicycles can't be returned outside campus, so Fang Ziye could only lock the bike in a parking area at the school gate, exit the gate, switch to another electric vehicle, ride all the way to the subway entrance, and follow the crowd inside...

While riding the escalator, Fang Ziye saw Huang Kai's reply.

But seeing the escalator wasn't long, he estimated there wouldn't be enough time to type, so after getting off the escalator, Fang Ziye gradually moved out of the crowd, leaned against the railing, and walked slowly with his head down to reply.

"Kai Ye, when you arrive at the hospital then, call me first; if registration is inconvenient, come straight to the department — I've already reported your situation to Professor Liu."

"Still need case-by-case analysis; if it's convenient for you, bring CT and MRI scans from Enshi, remember to tell the Imaging Department teachers to slice the neuromuscular plane sections well, or just copy all layers onto a USB drive and bring them — we need to evaluate in detail."

Fang Ziye finished typing, looked up and pondered a moment, then suddenly tilted his head and spotted a familiar snack pack.

He turned his head — it was unexpectedly Luo Tingzhu, who had somehow appeared walking beside him, wearing a polka-dot white long skirt, a shallow smile on her face.

"When did you get here?" Fang Ziye froze, pausing his steps.

"How did you know I'd enter this subway entrance?"

Fang Ziye hadn't expected Luo Tingzhu to come pick him up — they're both adults now, he could just go back directly.

"Senior Brother, you guess?" Luo Tingzhu played coy.

"You guess whether I guess or not. Definitely someone acted as an informant again."

"But you should've told me in advance — what if I took a cab? What if I used another gate? What if I didn't use this subway entrance?" Fang Ziye's tone carried a hint of complaint.

Luo Tingzhu pointed back in the direction she came from.

Hong She lightly curled her pale pink upper lip, slender fair fingers exceptionally cute: "Go eat dinner, not going back first."

Huake is near Guanggu, Guanggu is a well-known commercial district in Han City, and this area is likewise a food gathering place.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement, looked Luo Tingzhu up and down and asked: "Picked a place in advance?"

Luo Tingzhu smiled and nodded, looking a little embarrassed.

"Then let's celebrate — anyway, before long I'll be able to get an intermediate professional title." Fang Ziye didn't spoil the mood either, said it and turned to walk side by side with Luo Tingzhu.

Deleted the editor's messages: "Kai Ye, you come to Han City soon."

"Senior Brother, who are you chatting with?" Luo Tingzhu followed beside Fang Ziye, gossiping a sentence.

"Kai Ye, Huang Kai." Fang Ziye pocketed his phone, didn't explain further to Luo Tingzhu, or hand her the phone screen to see.

If there isn't even this much trust, it'd be too meaningless.

Luo Tingzhu had never met Huang Kai, but back when she was abroad, she'd heard Fang Ziye mention Huang Kai's story.

"Senior Brother, can you get Dr. Huang back on the operating table?" Luo Tingzhu's tone grew a few degrees gentler.

"Difficulty is extremely high; even with the highest surgical quality, Huang Kai afterwards could only do some simple orthopedic surgeries, couldn't do fine complex orthopedic surgeries anymore."

"No treatment can match congenital wholeness, but through surgery and rehab his daily life can be made more convenient."

Speaking here, Fang Ziye sighed: "I feel this is already very good."

"Mm."

Luo Tingzhu nodded, then nodded again: "Mm-hmm."

"What place did you pick to eat? How do we get there?"

Hearing this, Luo Tingzhu handed Fang Ziye the location pinned on the map; Fang Ziye stood in place, looked left and right at the direction, and understood the way.

It was to eat barbecue.

Speaking of eating, Fang Ziye believes that in the entire Trauma Surgery department right now, if Luo Tingzhu dares to say she's second, no one dares to say they're first.

Of course, in the entire Anesthesiology Department and Operating Room, whether Luo Tingzhu counts as the number one foodie, Fang Ziye dares not conclude.

After arriving and ordering, though the food hadn't been tasted yet, the smell already felt promising — Luo Tingzhu must have done quite a bit of homework in advance.

While waiting for the food, Fang Ziye immediately found a new topic: "Tingzhu, the school-level project you applied for before — it's already been filed for project completion, right?"

"You're graduating next year; if there are unfinished projects, you'll have to delay graduation."

The two had too many topics to chat about — experiments, projects, clinical operations, and private topics; pull out any handful and they could chirp for hours, absolutely no worry about running out of things to say.

Luo Tingzhu proudly puffed out her chest: "Already completed, Senior Brother; before I went abroad the corresponding research results were already out, organized and published last year, this year's project completion is just a formality."

"Senior Brother, and I've decided — I'm going into a postdoctoral mobile station."

"Here's my thinking: a postdoctoral mobile station can run in parallel with standardized training, annual salary system, you can get even more money than directly taking a job."

"Second, during the postdoc period, you can apply for the National Natural Science Foundation Youth Fund under the entrusting unit's name; once you get it, directly taking a job later means you can serve as a master's supervisor, preparing in advance for teaching professional titles."

"Third." Luo Tingzhu said, noticing Fang Ziye's gaze was a bit ill-intentioned.

She hurriedly pulled her hands to her front, watching Fang Ziye warily.

Although Fang Ziye was serious and proper in the department, and a Liu Xiaohui in the Inpatient General Office, once back in the rental house, the current Fang Ziye was very improper, often playing sneak attacks...

"Senior Brother, this is outside." Luo Tingzhu waved her small fist, signaling Fang Ziye to pay attention to the occasion.

Fang Ziye felt a bit offended at the time, rolling his eyes: "I know it's outside, what do you mean by this?"

Fang Ziye imitated Luo Tingzhu's fist, waving it in front of himself.

Luo Tingzhu rolled her eyes at Fang Ziye again: "What do you mean by what you said?"

"If there's no meaning, let's get back to the main topic. I'm such a proper person, I don't know what you mean." Fang Ziye's back was ramrod straight.

Luo Tingzhu lowered her head and muttered, muttering and muttering, then laughed embarrassedly...

After all, in Luo Tingzhu's view, Fang Ziye's qualitative change was after that unfinished farce; Fang Ziye was like he had opened a cheat, catching many in the group off guard, improving in one fell swoop.

The two joked until the waiter came over to help grill meat, then ended the slightly private topic.

"Are you planning to enter Professor Zeng's postdoctoral mobile station or Master's?" Fang Ziye asked.

Luo Tingzhu pursed her lips: "Professor Zeng doesn't have a postdoctoral mobile station. In the entire Anesthesiology Department, only Professor Du Yuanxian has the qualification to supervise postdocs. Teacher Zeng said going to Professor Du is not as good as going to Teacher Deng."

Yes.

Not all professors have postdoctoral mobile stations, and not all professors can supervise postdocs.

Fang Ziye highly recognized Professor Zeng Quanming's label on Professor Du Yuanxian, yet didn't complain: "Every man for himself and the devil take the hindmost."

"Professor Zeng and Professor Du Yuanxian have no master-disciple relationship, nor fellow disciple relationship; they are all equal natural persons."

"Therefore, Professor Du naturally wants to go a step further."

"After all, you also know, only professors leading groups have the opportunity to promote their own ideology; only the director can lead the department's major development direction."

At the professor level, are there vegetable people?

Can't say there are absolutely none, but more people are capable and have ideas.

Clinical disease types are many, everyone's energy is limited, so a biased development direction needs to be chosen, and then deeply cultivated.

Take one disease type to the extreme, create a unique style belonging to oneself, leave a heavy stroke belonging to oneself in the specialty field, even leave a name in history.

This kind of thinking is not wrong at all!

It's also good for patients.

Everyone wants to be omnipotent, omniscient, but no one can be omnipotent and omniscient, throughout history, it's all the same!

"Senior Brother, what about you?" Luo Tingzhu asked first, then said: "Handsome guy, grill pork belly first, thanks..."

The handsome guy serving froze for a moment, then hurriedly nodded: "Okay beautiful woman, you and your boyfriend both have such high looks!"

This kind of question was probing; the answer he most wanted to hear was that he wasn't my boyfriend.

Fang Ziye raised his head: "Thanks bro, although everyone says that."

"But I still think your taste is very good, judging people very very accurately."

While speaking, Fang Ziye also shifted sideways a bit, pulling Luo Tingzhu's hand, sitting on the inner facing seat, then flicking Luo Tingzhu's right middle finger with his index finger.

Luo Tingzhu of course knew Fang Ziye was joking while simultaneously declaring sovereignty.

Continuing the previous topic: "Senior Brother, what about you? What kind of ideas do you have yourself? The mangled extremity project, is that the major direction you want to deeply cultivate in the future?"

Fang Ziye nodded and shook his head: "It's the recent major development direction, but definitely not a field I'll mainly attack later."

Luo Tingzhu knew it would be like this.

How familiar she was with Fang Ziye.

This mangled extremity project was originally organized by Deng Yong and others; Fang Ziye happened to encounter it, and with absolute strength, conquered Professor Deng Yong, making the current Fang Ziye the absolute core of the mangled extremity project.

But whether it's the major direction Fang Ziye most wants to cultivate, that's not necessarily so.

Just saying, currently, Fang Ziye's power of choice isn't that great, and this project is already on the way, becoming the group's main task; Fang Ziye is also a team member, definitely has to contribute effort.

Before, when Fang Ziye did his own project, Master Deng Yong, Yuan Weihong, which one didn't help with all their might?

They could help Fang Ziye, so Fang Ziye can't help others?

Naturally can't think like that.

"Senior Brother, then what field do you want to mainly attack?"

"Osteotomy correction? Bone defect reconstruction or?" Luo Tingzhu continued asking.

As Fang Ziye's girlfriend, Luo Tingzhu definitely hoped to know what Fang Ziye wanted to do.

"Want both, but haven't decided on either. Actually doing this mangled extremity project now is not bad either."

"My current state is, no direction I'm particularly interested in. Maybe I haven't reached the step where I must choose a main attack direction yet." Fang Ziye sighed.

Hearing this, the waiter handsome guy interjected: "Handsome guy, beautiful woman, you're both top students? You're both doctors?"

"Mm, my girlfriend is reading a PhD."

"I graduated." Fang Ziye subtly expressed a layer of meaning.

Hearing this, the other party very tactfully did his own duty work, no longer speaking.

Without enough strength, even if Luo Tingzhu was single, hearing Luo Tingzhu's education, he could only look on with awe; what right do you have to pursue others...

Insight, conversation, talent?

Just relying on a face alone definitely won't work!

Waiting until the grilled meat was successively done, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu began silently shoveling rice, only occasionally asking if it tasted good, whether to add more meat and such.

After eating, the two settled the bill and went downstairs to wait for the car, only then reopening the conversation box.

Fang Ziye discovered that Luo Tingzhu wasn't someone who needed you to support too much.

She is very cunning, very capable; you don't need to worry about her future development direction, she has her own control, even how to develop, what methods are needed, she herself is clear about it all.

The only thing Fang Ziye needs to help with is on the method side, just help a little.

It's very worry-free.

Naturally, actually Fang Ziye still wanted to do a bit more heartache-for-girlfriend stuff, but it seems there's nothing else that can be done.

Chatting all the way, after getting out of the car, Luo Tingzhu only then took out a string of keys from her double-shoulder bag, then waved the keychain in her hand!

"The house you bought is being handed over just like this?" Fang Ziye was very surprised.

"I bought a ready-made pre-sale property; the previous owner bought it but never renovated, he didn't want it anymore, I looked at the location and all and it was still okay, so I won it. Renovation starts this month."

Speaking up to here, Luo Tingzhu said: "I, I didn't discuss the renovation style with you, Senior Brother you won't blame me, right? Mainly I felt you were too busy."

What opinion could Fang Ziye have on the renovation style?

Thumbs up, then right at the hospital doorway gave Luo Tingzhu a big bear hug! ~

Fang Ziye originally still wanted to shamelessly steal a kiss; after all, in this modern society, as long as you don't directly do it in public, couples hugging, kissing, embracing, groping are everywhere.

However, Luo Tingzhu currently still isn't this open; she nervously twisted out of Fang Ziye's embrace, then jogged away.

Fang Ziye then lowered his head to look at his overly ambitious little brother, buttocks stuck back, slid to one side to hide it, face also wearing an embarrassed expression...

Fang Ziye is a very normal adult male; these changes are all very normal.

Then, Fang Ziye directly entered the Emergency Department, entered the Doctor's Office, put on the Emergency Department's white coat he had placed there, then hung the Chief Resident badge he carried in his bag, and could officially start work.

Fang Ziye now, for the convenience of work, bought over ten white coats, placed in various places in the hospital.

Two in the Training Room, three in the Laboratory, three in the Ward, two in the Outpatient Office, four in the Emergency Department, all labeled with his own name...

This is unavoidable; to avoid running around looking for white coats, buying more in advance and keeping them ready is very convenient; anyway Fang Ziye currently isn't short of this bit of money.

"Wang Shixiong, hard work." Fang Ziye pushed open the door into the Trauma Center Emergency Outpatient Department, first apologized.

In the Consultation Room, Wang Yuanqi merely waved casually at Fang Ziye, then continued discussing with Nie Mingxian.

"Xian Ge, I'll still express my not-too-mature view; I personally still feel, vehicle-mounted medium-scale instruments are a bit safer than portable small instruments."

"Amputee patients during the transfer process absolutely cannot walk here; there must be a vehicle! And it must be a 120 transfer, so a vehicle-mounted medium extracorporeal circulation instrument is more easy to use than a portable one."

"During the application process, it would also be relatively safer." Wang Yuanqi said.

Nie Mingxian hearing this, his right hand's thumb and forefinger continuously pinched, thinking over Wang Yuanqi's suggestion.

Next door, Gong Ziming is completely a tool person; his current accumulation still cannot participate in such a high-end project.

Yes, this is a "Clinical Project" Nie Mingxian brought into the group, also his nomination certificate, even more a 'Clinical Project' for Nie Mingxian to demonstrate his own capability.

Optimized extracorporeal circulation instrument.

Under possible circumstances, this extracorporeal circulation instrument can be used as limb-salvage surgery, temporary life-saving, prevention of thrombus detachment, and various other uses.

Just the difficulty of developing it is not small.

Of course, Nie Mingxian previously when in Vascular Surgery, had already played with this thing transparently, was just preparing to mainly develop it when Nie Mingxian's father got cancer, needed a very large sum of money...

Nie Mingxian's Supervisor also had to painfully let go, temporarily halted this Clinical Project.

Originally thought, last year after Nie Mingxian returned to Jingdu, Nie Mingxian could re-enter the project group.

But it was just recently that Fang Ziye learned from Nie Mingxian's mouth, the second month after Nie Mingxian returned to Jingdu, his Supervisor went down...

Why go down? Just happened to be caught red-handed.

Some things, you can't say clearly about fairness.

Not everyone who does bad things must very fairly accept punishment; you got caught, you're unlucky, you can't randomly drag others in.

So, Nie Mingxian entered the "Wandering" sequence.

This is also normal; Zhongnan Hospital's Old Professor Li, currently still hasn't 'returned'; Professor Li Guohua can go places, why can't Nie Mingxian's teacher go?

However, recently for a while, after Nie Mingxian integrated into the team, with Lan Tianluo the two, hit it off immediately, sparks flying.

Good fellow, the content the two chatted about was very deep...

"Xian Ge, is this you planning to give me another surprise? To exercise independent thinking capability?" Fang Ziye hearing Wang Yuanqi finish, then 'sarcastically' joked a sentence.

Previously, Nie Mingxian and Lan Tianluo two people chatting heatedly, felt this thing, the two of them participating in the preoperative stage was enough, later let Fang Ziye just hang a name.

But Nie Mingxian didn't expect, this kind of idea before, was exactly what Fang Ziye proposed.

Fang Ziye could propose it, then Fang Ziye's theoretical accumulation has reached what step?

Two people chatting and chatting, one day couldn't chat further; Lan Tianluo then found Fang Ziye to complain, result Fang Ziye in three moves solved a theoretical defect thought impossible.

The two people Lan Tianluo and Nie Mingxian who were heated for nearly half month both went numb, hurriedly holding drawings and data found Fang Ziye.

What independent capability, what independent R&D capability, all ignored.

Nie Mingxian hearing this, rolled his eyes: "Yuan Qi, was Yuan Ziye like this before too?"

Wang Yuanqi hearing this first froze, immediately understood what Yuan Ziye meant, shook head: "No no no, Xian Ge, previous Ziye was very obedient, respectful, modest and measured."

"Only now started getting arrogant."

"Someone even says he is Fang·Pacific·Ziye, even more unrestrained."

Nie Mingxian currently really likes to joke about Yuan Weihong and Fang Ziye, don't know why.

Maybe just feels Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong two people are rivals he's more interested in, happen to be evenly matched.

Wang Yuanqi Shixiong at least from same Master's School as self, now elbow doesn't know where it's turned to, helping Nie Mingxian bully own people.

So coughed once, face turned serious: "Wang Shixiong, a few days ago Teacher Deng harshly criticized me once, said I privately set up a team, privately recruited manpower!"

"So ah, in the future Wang Shixiong you might need to rest."

Wang Yuanqi hearing this, knew Fang Ziye was deliberately retaliating.

"Xian Ge, look, look look, this Ziye now how tricky and harsh?"

"I only said two sentences to him, he retaliates against me!" Wang Yuanqi now already has a broken mindset.

Rather than compete with Fang Ziye on who is more excellent, better to rot, directly using Shixiong's identity to bully Fang Ziye for a bit.

Since even Yuan Weihong can take it in stride, why should I be the one who can't let it go?

So you see, bullying Fang Ziye has become a truly delightful thing.

Drop the idol baggage, drop the competitive mindset, and just bully the "kid" directly.

Nie Mingxian thought seriously for a moment, then said: "Doctor Wang, this statement, Professor Deng really did say it. It's not that Ziye is deliberately spreading rumors."

"Right now, both you and Fang Ziye are new staff of this hospital. Fang Ziye's professional title isn't higher than yours, yet you act exactly like his subordinate."

"Other departments have already started some idle gossip."

"Professor Deng also said, this isn't something that can be suppressed just because it's mutually agreed upon."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuanqi's expression turned solemn.

In disbelief: "They meddle in everything, do they still meddle in whether I'm willing?"

Although he didn't know who exactly was wagging their tongue, Wang Yuanqi was truly drunk? I'm willing to follow Fang Ziye to learn, I'm willing to help Fellow Trainee Fang Ziye undertake tasks, what's wrong with that?

"They didn't meddle, so they didn't say you're a simp, they only said Fang Ziye puts on airs."

"Words can be feared." Nie Mingxian said.

After Fang Ziye closed the door, he sat on a yellow-painted wooden chair and said: "Senior Brother Wang, this really isn't a joke, it's Master's arrangement."

"So, from now on, you and I rotating on-duty shifts definitely won't work."

"Moreover, the subordinates in the department also have opinions. Last month, because Brother Xian participated in the allocation of operation counts, it caused some Fellow Trainees in other groups to have some operation opportunities not fully allocated."

"Senior Brother Wang, you only bring your own group's Fellow Trainees, they have opinions about this too."

"More importantly, Professor Han also has opinions on this."

"No, it's Director Han, who has opinions on this!" Fang Ziye said seriously.

Upon hearing the three words "Director Han," Wang Yuanqi instantly wilted.

Director Han is the director in charge of personnel authority for Trauma Surgery and the Trauma Center; Wang Yuanqi definitely cannot go against the Director.

He really can meddle in whether Wang Yuanqi is willing.

Wang Yuanqi isn't in Trauma Surgery, so he doesn't know Han Yuanxiao's arrangements and allocations: "Then where do I go after this? Or just follow Professor Xie as an observer?"

Nie Mingxian shook his head: "No, Professor Han assigned you to their group."

"Then, Senior Brother Wang, you'll rotate on-duty shifts with me."

"This month, because Professor Dong retired, only two clinical groups remain in the department."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuanqi fell silent.

Then his expression was extremely conflicted: "What is Director Han trying to do? Clearly knowing I'm Master's student, yet still wants to transfer me there."

"Professor Dong's group is vacant, so many people, why does it have to be me specifically?"

Fang Ziye explained: "Brother Qi, because this year in our Trauma Surgery only you and I are newly promoted. Master keeps one, Professor Han must also keep one."

"This is his right."

"If it's not you going, then it can only be me going……"

Fang Ziye suddenly felt he was a bit of a bastard.

If he went to Professor Han Yuanxiao's group, then the team's mangled extremity research project would have to be temporarily shelved.

Deng Yong definitely wouldn't arrange it that way.

Wang Yuanqi maintained silence for a while, looked up and down at Fang Ziye who had just been joking with him, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Then he started packing his things, not saying a word.

Wang Yuanqi knew, once he went to Professor Han Yuanxiao's group, it wouldn't be easy to break free and come back later.

And this is the price Wang Yuanqi must pay for Deng Yong forcibly keeping him at Zhongnan Hospital!

Wang Yuanqi staying at the hospital was actually taking a shortcut; it was an opportunity Professor Deng Yong fought for Wang Yuanqi, equivalent to picking up a bargain.

However, this world is fair.

You pick up a bargain, and you'll definitely have to make up for your original shortcomings elsewhere, just more or less making up for it.

The three who had been talking and laughing before fell silent.

After Wang Yuanqi roughly finished packing his backpack, he stood up and hugged Nie Mingxian and Fang Ziye.

He didn't speak with Nie Mingxian, but when hugging Fang Ziye, he said: "Ziye, we'll forever be brothers."

After speaking, without waiting for Fang Ziye to reply, Wang Yuanqi left the door, departing the Trauma Center Emergency Clinic.

Looking at Wang Yuanqi's back view, Nie Mingxian said: "Ziye, you say tomorrow if Doctor Wang Yuanqi sees you no longer appearing in the Trauma Surgery Ward, only appearing in the Trauma Center Emergency Outpatient Department and Operating Room from now on, what kind of thoughts and feelings will he have?"

Wang Yuanqi got promoted.

He and Fang Ziye concurrently serve as Chief Residents of Trauma Surgery.

Fang Ziye stays outside, stationed at the Trauma Center Emergency Clinic; Wang Yuanqi manages inside, acting as Principal Investigator for the department's big and small affairs.

All emergencies are consulted by Fang Ziye; Wang Yuanqi just needs to manage the wards well, then find free time to do emergency surgeries — equivalent to Fang Ziye and Wang Yuanqi's previous positions swapping.

"Don't know, this is also an opportunity for Senior Brother Wang."

"Professor Han is also a capable person; he and Peking Union Medical College Hospital's Professor Qi Qiaowen reached a new cooperative research project, heard it seems to be development of a new osteotomy correction technique and application of new steel plates……"

Upon hearing this, Nie Mingxian said: "Professor Han is indeed capable; silently sending you to the Emergency Trauma Center in the name of reducing burden, you have no grounds to refute."

"Also a person with resolve."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye looked at Nie Mingxian: "Brother Xian, you didn't mention to Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi about him returning to the ward as Chief Resident?"

"This is Professor Han's friendly words toward Senior Brother Wang; we can't use it prematurely."

Nie Mingxian shook his head: "Who comes or goes has nothing much to do with me. Why would I say these things?"

"What Professor Deng doesn't say, I won't say."

"Now it's good, both our apartments are rented for nothing, the landlord earns over two thousand more a month, and we still have to pay the electricity bill……"

Nie Mingxian also clearly intends to live at the hospital long-term.

"Brother Xian, you can't think that way; you should think about it. I'm getting a free ride every damn day."

"I don't pay the electricity bill myself, there's power twenty-four hours a day without interruption, I don't wash my own blankets—they're changed once a week, drinking water is self-service, we don't even pay rent, there's a twenty-four-hour hot water supply, and I can eat whatever I want in the operating room's meal room……"

"You tell me, what living expenses are still needed?" Fang Ziye changed his line of thought.

Nie Mingxian heard this, reached out and took out a blank A4 sheet, saying: "Come, come, come, write an application; the hospital leadership will definitely agree to let you, Fang Ziye, live there for a lifetime."

Fang Ziye wouldn't write it.

Anyway, he wasn't losing out.

The premise of Director Han's arrangement was that his salary was raised, increasing his performance coefficient by 0.5.

Fang Ziye told this reward standard to both Masters, and both Masters gave their final decision to agree……

(Chapter End)