Chapter 441

"However, Tingzhu, how are you so well-informed? I haven't even heard the news that my teacher is resigning, yet you already knew?" Fang Ziye asked calmly after careful consideration.

After ten seconds, Luo Tingzhu typed a reply: "Senior Brother, before I only had connections with Senior Sisters and Junior Sisters, but since returning to the country, there have been a lot of people who proactively added me as a friend."

"Several teachers from the Personnel Department added me. They even specifically asked if I knew about Teacher Yuan's situation."

"The Personnel Department teachers said the hospital currently attaches great importance to Teacher Yuan; he belongs to the talents of the middle-aged and young generation who must be protected first, and they won't easily agree to Teacher Yuan's resignation."

"However, if Teacher Yuan's attitude is firm, then it seems the Personnel Department can't stop it either."

Fang Ziye looked at the messages while the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Since returning to the country, the reason so many people added you as a friend — your good little brother made a professor disappear.

To tell the truth, in Zhongnan Hospital, even if Dean Wang wanted to 'remove' a professor, he would have to be extremely cautious and consider many factors.

After all, a professor's position in the hospital is deeply entrenched; if the wrong one is removed, it could lead to the stagnation of the specialty's development.

These leadership-level concerns were nearly non-existent in Lan Tianluo's vision; he cut through the knot with a swift stroke — you can be bad, you can also not provoke me, but once you provoke me, you'd better pray you're clean enough!

"I'll ask my Master about this more carefully. One thing I'm certain of: if my Master were to resign, he would definitely tell us few students."

"If he had followed the Junior Brothers' opinions, Jie Han and Tian Luo wouldn't have played dirty tricks."

"What's the point of hiding it from just me? Knowing early or knowing late, it's all knowing."

"You go ahead and be busy, I'll make a few more calls to ask what's really going on!" Fang Ziye's heart held no panic or nervousness.

The time Yuan Weihong questioned himself was after the mid-year academic conference ended, which was June 22nd. By now, over a week had passed.

Yuan Weihong had more than enough time to arrange and plan; resignation isn't a game of playing house.

An Outstanding Youth Fund recipient from Zhongnan Hospital resigning isn't child's play that ends with just submitting a resignation letter.

"Wu Xuanqi didn't go compete, right? His name doesn't seem to be on the list." Nie Mingxian, next door, was also browsing the National Young Physician Grand Competition winners list and looked up to ask.

Fang Ziye didn't look up, sending a message to Yuan Weihong while saying: "A national-level competition; seemingly nationwide, but basically wherever it's held, the personnel from the host province are the home team."

"Everyone's clinical work is this busy, and the time doesn't coincide with the National Orthopedics Annual Conference period."

"Besides specially arranged plots, who would abandon their department's matters and go compete?"

"Teacher Deng mentioned it to me before too, I didn't go." Fang Ziye leaned against the chair, crossing one leg over the other as he spoke.

The National Young Physician Grand Competition sounds like a high-end event, but aside from 'making a name,' it has no substantive use.

The prize money isn't high either; even if you win an award, writing it on your resume is just for patients to see — peers know the score at a glance.

In terms of competition level, within the province it's reached the tail end; the stage beyond that is never the competition venue.

Truly capable people are all doing their own research projects, doing their own surgeries — why would they go compete?

The gap at the 'mastery' level is hard to discern with the naked eye; instruments are needed to observe, and it's hard to say who is actually better than whom.

"No profit, no early rising." Nie Mingxian smiled at Fang Ziye.

Seeing Yuan Weihong's reply, Fang Ziye stood up: "Xian Ge, you cover the consultation for a bit, I'll call Gong Ziming over to help you."

"I remember your practice scope has already been approved for Surgery, right?"

"Yes." Nie Mingxian nodded, his phone-playing motion pausing as he looked up: "Something up?"

"There is a bit of something." Fang Ziye put his phone into his inner trouser pocket while starting to unbutton his white coat.

Nie Mingxian's slouched posture straightened, he moved a few steps to the consultation seat and began refreshing the patient list.

This scene made Fang Ziye find it a bit funny, but he didn't say much, just left the consultation room directly. After hanging his white coat in the rest room's rack, he immediately went out, scanned a shared bicycle, and went to Yuan Weihong's home.

Monday and Friday are the surgery days for Teacher Deng Yong's group; June 29th is a Friday.

But Yuan Weihong appearing at his home at this hour is a bit "thought-provoking."

"Dong dong dong! ~"

After Fang Ziye knocked, Yuan Weihong, wearing a short-sleeved short-pajama set in a disheveled manner, appeared 'naked' before Fang Ziye for the first time, causing Fang Ziye's heart to tighten involuntarily.

Yuan Weihong has always been someone who cares about face.

"Master! ~" Fang Ziye entered and changed into his own slippers.

Yuan Weihong went to the fridge to get drinks; he took a bottle of ice beer for himself and grabbed a bottle of soda for Fang Ziye.

"Ziye, are you monitoring your Master? I submitted the OA last night, and after the handover ended at 8:20 this morning, I submitted the paper version of the resignation letter."

Yuan Weihong subconsciously raised his hand to check the time, wasn't wearing a watch, so he tapped his phone screen: "9:47, and you came running to my house."

"Is this questioning the teacher? Or coming to condemn your Master?" Yuan Weihong pushed the iced soda toward Fang Ziye and sat down leisurely.

Fang Ziye gradually couldn't figure out his teacher; perhaps from the start, Fang Ziye never understood this not-so-old fox.

"Master, where's the questioning? I'm just a bit flustered."

"This news wasn't something I deliberately pried for; I was completely unaware — it was Tingzhu who relayed it to me."

"Master, you never mentioned this before. Could it be related to when you asked about Teacher Liu Qiao and Teacher Grandpa last time?"

Last time, Yuan Weihong did mention Teacher Liu Qiao's matter, but Yuan Weihong didn't say anything about his own resignation?

"Ai! ~" Yuan Weihong sighed upon hearing this, then let out another long sigh: "Ai......"

"Originally, your Master felt this matter was related to your Master. But later, your Master discovered that I don't even have the opportunity to insert myself into the threshold of this matter."

"Just like your Teacher Ma said, at that time I was just a student — what did I count for?"

Yuan Weihong raised his beer glass and clinked it against Fang Ziye's.

After drinking a sip with Yuan Weihong, Fang Ziye watched Yuan Weihong lean back, sitting on the dining chair without putting down his beer glass: "I am a student; staying, no one would target me; if I followed along, no one would have any objections either."

"If Zhongnan Hospital's Trauma Surgery can't even accommodate a PhD, it would have collapsed long ago."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's heart tightened: "Master, if that's the case, why resign?"

Yuan Weihong said: "I want to avoid suspicion, I want to take a leave."

"To avoid being caught in a dilemma later."

"I requested annual leave to go out for a trip; the hospital wouldn't agree, insisting I go on a rural rotation first. I didn't want to go, so I could only make the hospital agree to my annual leave through other means?"

"Is it because of Teacher Liu Qiao?" Fang Ziye asked again.

"Right!" Yuan Weihong nodded.

"Senior Brother Liu Qiao personally feels that back then, after Master passed away, he was suppressed too harshly."

"Wealth not returned home is like brocade clothes night walk."

"This time Senior Brother Liu Qiao has returned to be the 'villain'."

"He not only wants to fight for personnel authority, he also wants to manage the ward director position, even the orthopedics administrative chief director. And the things Senior Brother Liu Qiao has brought back now are enough to support him doing these things."

"One reason, and the hospital has no way to refuse. Back then he didn't want to leave; either trace back and investigate all sealed files from his professional title promotion period."

"Or, start everything from scratch now! He Liu Qiao wants to single-handedly challenge Teacher Deng and Professor Han, both civil and martial." Yuan Weihong's voice was especially desolate.

Liu Qiao's domineering nature exceeded Yuan Weihong's cognitive scope, and also went beyond what his capabilities could reach.

"What's called civil, what's called martial?" Fang Ziye swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva.

"Civil means comparing research, comparing now, comparing the future all works. Martial means comparing technique, comparing management, comparing qualifications, comparing all sorts of things besides research. Including connections."

"Senior Brother Liu, as a Zhejiang University First Affiliated Hospital professor for three years, made friends with very many people. Seems he barely squeezed into Professor Duan Hong's circle."

"My senior brother is many years older than me."

"If I stay in the department at this time, later I'll be caught in a dilemma." Yuan Weihong said.

Fang Ziye: "..."

"Master, then who do you lean toward more?" Fang Ziye carefully asked.

Truthfully, Fang Ziye had no cognition of this Liu Qiao whatsoever; his behavior impacted his own teacher 'Deng Yong', from Fang Ziye's personal level, who do you think you are.

However, standing from Father-in-law figure Yuan Weihong's perspective, Liu Qiao is his direct blood brother; Yuan Weihong following Deng Yong counts as lodging.

Fang Ziye had long treated Yuan Weihong as a 'father' besides his father; Deng Yong counts as just a master.

If Teacher Liu Qiao didn't have absolute certainty, he absolutely wouldn't dare return to bombard the entire department and settle old scores.

After old files are sealed, can they be taken out for retrial now?

Definitely impossible; if tried, things would get troublesome, would have to report to the Health Commission, report to the school...

"You! You all." Yuan Weihong said.

After speaking, he tilted the beer glass to clink with Fang Ziye.

"Me?" Fang Ziye was surprised for a moment.

"Right, as long as it doesn't harm you all, I can do anything."

"Ziye, some things, I truly don't know at all. If not for this Hubei Province mid-year academic conference, where I met your Teacher Liu Qiao, I still wouldn't know many inside stories."

"My teacher, also your grand-teacher, though gone, my teacher's wife is still alive, and my teacher's wife's children are also here; I've already asked many, many times."

"My teacher's passing was an accident; Professor Dong didn't deliberately make Master stay up late. That emergency case I participated in!" Yuan Weihong said.

"After so many years, still dragging it out to re-stir-fry, maybe they truly suffered harm..."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye asked again: "Master, since you think this way, why did you ask me those things about Teacher Ma last time?"

"One code returns to one code; even if Teacher Liu and Teacher Ma suffered unfair treatment, they shouldn't take away what you made!"

"Teacher Liu suffered grievance, so Master you also have to suffer some grievance? This is completely not the same matter."

"This is like, if my professional title doesn't get promoted, I take it out on Tian Luo and Jie Han; what does that have to do with my fellow trainees?"

Yuan Weihong stared blankly at Fang Ziye for a few glances, wanting to speak but stopping.

Fang Ziye then continued: "Master, I currently have these few thoughts; things have developed to now, right and wrong are hard to judge anymore."

"But from my personal perspective, even if Teacher Liu Qiao returned to vent his anger, there's no need; he wants to come, Master you feel uncomfortable inside, we can leave."

"If speaking of another level, Master you feel that Grand-teacher's accident has more or less a bit of relation with Teacher Dong, then you don't want to see us working for Teacher Dong's 'student', that is Teacher Deng."

"We can also leave."

"Provincial People's Hospital, Union, Tongji..."

"Further schools I can't go to; because I'm a Hubei Province person, the farthest place my parents can reach might be Han City, I also have to consider them."

Yuan Weihong heard, expressionless said: "I want to leave because my contract is almost up; you just got talent introduction funds, you want to leave, can you afford the compensation?"

Fang Ziye pursed his lips: "If we try every means to compensate, it's still affordable."

"This point Master you don't need to worry about."

"Or, Master, I'll propose a personal-level plan, you see if it's suitable?" Fang Ziye continued.

Yuan Weihong said: "Then you speak!"

Fang Ziye: "..."

After Fang Ziye left the community where Yuan Weihong lived, he extended his right hand to cover his eyebrows, blocking a large amount of sunlight.

Narrowed his eyes to ease the dizziness from the sudden bright vision, then Fang Ziye hailed an electric vehicle and departed.

This time, Fang Ziye chose to no longer be passive.

Fang Ziye is no longer a student; what is a student? A student follows the teacher's steps, doesn't count as department people, doesn't count as hospital formal staff.

So, just tightly follow the teacher's steps.

Fang Ziye now is no longer a so-called 'attachment', needing a prefix added in front to be known by others.

Yuan Weihong's student, Deng Yong's student.

Fang Ziye can say he is Orthopedics' Fang Ziye!

Afternoon, 2:10 PM, Fang Ziye departed.

Afternoon, 2:30 PM, Fang Ziye arrived at the Personnel Department, asked clearly the situation, learned that currently the Personnel Department still hasn't approved Master Yuan Weihong's resignation letter, then turned around from the Personnel Department and returned to the Orthopedics Building.

Orthopedics' internal personnel matters ultimately still fall on Professor Du Xinzhan.

Untying the bell still requires the person who tied it.

Whether to recruit Professor Liu Qiao into Zhongnan Hospital, Professor Du Xinzhan's opinion is most important, second is Professor Han Yuanxiao's opinion.

In the Joint Surgical Ward, Fang Ziye called Director Du and learned Professor Du was post-surgery, so he said very politely, "Alright, Teacher Du, I'll wait for you in Joint Surgery."

"No need to rush, I can wait until you're out of surgery."

After hanging up, Fang Ziye waited in the corner of the doctor's office.

Although Fang Ziye wasn't wearing a white coat, the duty doctor recognized him, respectfully brought a cup of tea, then asked what business he had.

"Today is Professor Du's group's surgery day, Professor Du's group has five joint replacements today, around 3:30 PM they should all be finished."

"Industry Brother, please wait a moment." Fang Ziye truly didn't recognize who the duty doctor specifically was, but he should be a Professional Master's student from Joint Surgery.

"No rush, you continue your duty, if you want to rest go rest, I'll just wait here a bit." Fang Ziye replied politely.

"..."

Afternoon, 3:45 PM.

Professor Du Xinzhan stepped back into the Joint Surgical Ward, stood in the doctor's office and greeted Fang Ziye, then said, "Ziye, you go sit in the office a while, I'll make a round of today's surgery patients and come over."

"Alright, Director Du." Fang Ziye stood up, put his phone away.

Professor Du Xinzhan then strode very elegantly toward the ward direction, had just reached the doorway when the patients and family members' "Professor Du" calls rose and fell without end, chasing into Fang Ziye's ears from a distance.

Fang Ziye took several deep breaths, then pushed the door open and entered, quietly waiting for Professor Du Xinzhan to return.

Professor Du Xinzhan was slightly plump, a small mole at the corner of his mouth, his face bearing both authority and elegance, as if he could explode at any moment, or break into a beaming smile at any moment.

When the sound of Professor Du Xinzhan pushing the door open reached Fang Ziye's ear, Fang Ziye stood up at once, hands empty, having put his phone away he didn't move.

"Ziye you're quite the rare visitor, not properly guarding the Trauma Center, what are you doing coming to my place?" Professor Du Xinzhan's voice held no discernible joy or anger, seemed like a joke, but also seemed like mockery.

Du Xinzhan walked to the desk side, didn't sit down, just stood there accompanying Fang Ziye standing.

Fang Ziye's heart trembled twice inwardly, calmly drew in his abdomen and breathed twice, then replied, "Teacher Du, I've encountered a rather difficult problem, couldn't solve it myself, so I thought to come consult you."

"After all you said, if there's a problem, I can consult you anytime."

"My face skin is rather thick, encountered it so I truly came."

The mole at Du Xinzhan's mouth corner curled up slightly: "Yuan Weihong's good side you've learned thoroughly, the not-so-good side you've also learned the essence of."

"Speak directly, what exactly is it. Deng Yong couldn't solve it, you had to run all the way here to me."

Fang Ziye raised his head and said, "My Master Yuan Weihong says he wants to resign!"

Fang Ziye had just finished speaking when he saw Du Xinzhan's eyebrows jump fiercely twice, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then sat at his own desk, while opening the computer, reached out a hand: "You, you come sit over here."

Resignation must first go through OA system approval, first goes through Department Director approval.

Professor Du Xinzhan opened his OA system, and sure enough saw pending items, Yuan Weihong's resignation process, had arrived at his desk.

"What is your Trauma Surgery trying to pull?" Du Xinzhan's voice turned several degrees more serious.

"Teacher Du, I don't know either, I only just learned of this matter, Professor Deng doesn't know either."

"I wanted to ask my teacher, he avoids and won't see me, I even went to Personnel Department once, Director of Personnel Xu just said they won't agree to approve, what exactly is going on? Teacher Du." Fang Ziye's face was confused and bewildered, the Oscars owe him a little gold man.

Du Xinzhan: "..."

Immediately his brows locked, forehead wrinkles like multiple horizontal bolts: "You stop acting too, just say what you want to express."

"My teacher has shown me kindness heavy as a mountain. So I hope Teacher Du you can go talk to the hospital, allow me an opportunity, let me return that talent introduction funding that was issued..."

"The time is still early, my graduation certificate and degree certificate are still in production, haven't reached my hands yet."

"My Follow-up Resident stage isn't finished either, I'm afraid I can't graduate."

"Can't graduate then holding the money, if it gets spent later there'll be no way to return it." Fang Ziye said.

Du Xinzhan directly threw the mouse in his right hand, mouth corner twitching: "You're here to threaten me, Fang Ziye? Do you know who you are?"

"Trauma Surgery, Fang Ziye, currently Follow-up Resident. Fortunate to have Director Du you and Professor Deng's appreciation, gained entry to Zhongnan Hospital as a Resident Physician eating a meal." Fang Ziye had done full preparation, long since brought out his self-introduction.

Du Xinzhan heard this, fell silent.

The shock-anger on his face gradually faded, eyelids slightly lowered.

Fang Ziye continued: "Director Du, I truly hope you can go speak on my behalf."

"Zhongnan Hospital is a place you can come when you want, leave when you want?"

"Is our Orthopedics Department a place for you to act willfully?" Du Xinzhan's tone tried to be calm, expression already frozen.

Fang Ziye then replied unhurriedly: "Teacher Du, your words are heavy."

"Zhongnan Hospital certainly isn't a place I can come just because I want, but it truly is a place I can leave just because I want. This is my alma mater, can alma mater still eat me?"

"You also know this is your alma mater? Alma mater gave you everything, and this is how you repay it? You and I chat about alma mater here?" Du Xinzhan's right hand three fingers tapped the tabletop.

"Hey, Teacher Du, words can't be said like that."

"Alma mater indeed gave me some things, but not everything! ~" Fang Ziye had to remind a bit.

"Heh? This is your values cognition?" Du Xinzhan laughed in anger, also nearly exploded in anger.

"The HK2 animal experimental model, from its conception, writing, to final project completion, the entire process funding, wasn't given by the hospital, the guiding opinions, also weren't given by our hospital's teachers."

"If Professor Du you want to investigate, you can check our research group's fund flow anytime. But I don't recommend Professor Du you go check." Fang Ziye said very calmly.

Generally speaking, talent introduction fee breach penalty is 1:2 or 1:3 compensation.

But Fang Ziye this one patent, if sold, getting 3-5 million absolutely no problem. Repaying debt with plenty to spare.

This funding came from Enshi Yangyuan's research funding, produced results shared with the sanatorium, but patent rights belong to Fang Ziye, because it doesn't benefit the sanatorium much.

Just sanatorium project, many basic research projects to do, Fang Ziye's project counts as incidental.

This truly has not a single cent relationship with Zhongnan Hospital.

Fang Ziye's this answer, directly pierced into Du Xinzhan's aortic arch origin segment.

You must know, last year's second half, hospital because of poaching Deng Yong incident, flipped two Vice Deans and one Former Dean.

Du Xinzhan's mouth corner curled, temper restrained: "Fang Ziye? You're threatening me?"

"I'm not afraid of your threats."

"Teacher Du, I'm not threatening you, I'm just answering the question you asked me, if I were threatening you I would've brought it up on my own initiative long ago." Fang Ziye's tone still calm.

The Enshi Yangyuan project was brought to the hospital by me, Fang Ziye, and I can take it away.

You handle it yourself.

This isn't a threat, this is just stating facts.

A participation qualification for a project higher than a provincial-level major project, you think about it yourself.

Fang Ziye just never used this thing before, that doesn't mean Fang Ziye doesn't know he can possess this thing, okay?

"Ziye, don't joke around, this thing won't go with you wherever you go."

"What do you count for?"

"Even if you produced the Mangled Extremity project, and even want to advance the Mangled Extremity project further, a project like that isn't something you can take over."

"You can't threaten me."

"If you have any other trump cards, you can speak up, but I advise you, don't joke about this kind of thing." Du Xinzhan said.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye nodded and said calmly: "Teacher Du, I have no trump cards, and I have no demands, I just want to return the money. That's all."

"Otherwise, later I'd still have to sell a patent, that's also my heart's blood."

"You go back, Ziye! ~" Du Xinzhan directly waved his hand to dismiss the guest.

Fang Ziye stood up and said: "Thank you Teacher Du, sorry for the disturbance."

The cause of this matter wasn't Du Xinzhan; Fang Ziye came here just to pave a back road for himself.

Since he couldn't pave it, Fang Ziye could only leave first, and couldn't shamelessly ask Professor Du Xinzhan to help him do things.

Just, after leaving Joint Surgery, Fang Ziye sent a text message back: "Kai Ye, as long as you recover well. Help me politely refuse other teachers' invitations, just say I'm currently in the Chief Resident stage, and my Chief Resident time limit has been extended."

"I temporarily can't leave my main job! ~"

The recipient of Fang Ziye's message was Huang Kai of Enshi; before coming to Han City, Huang Kai had once entered Enshi Yangyuan for recuperation.

In early June this year, Huang Kai returned to Han City for Functional Reconstruction surgery as scheduled under Fang Ziye's "agreement"; surgery was done in early June, and after recovering well he went home on June 18th.

On the day Huang Kai was discharged, Fang Ziye was busy running between the academic conference and the Trauma Center Clinic, too busy to be free, so Huang Kai didn't disturb Fang Ziye's work.

However, Huang Kai's surgery succeeded, and he returned to Enshi; this matter itself wasn't just the nature of a simple ordinary patient going home.

The Person in Charge of Enshi Yangyuan, that Old Chinese Doctor Chen, had sent messages to Fang Ziye, but Fang Ziye never replied.

Afterwards, Huang Kai also represented Enshi Yangyuan and sent messages to Fang Ziye again; Fang Ziye still didn't reply.

Now, Fang Ziye replied.

And after Huang Kai asked back, Fang Ziye once again told in detail the whole story of how his Chief Resident life was extended.

"Kai Ye, Chief Resident, big fool. Mangy dog, everything is the Chief Resident's fault."

"Actually this matter I tm say it's also very wronged. A drug in clinical trial, not yet finished with clinical trial, crossed trial sites and was applied on patients in clinical use."

"Can I block this matter?" Fang Ziye actively complained like this.

If there's a response, then he doesn't need to make other calls; if no response, Fang Ziye might still have to call that mysterious teacher.

The originally perfectly fine situation in the hospital and department, everyone could slowly advance clinical projects, how did so many messy things suddenly appear?

To know the reason, from Fang Ziye's perspective to know the reason, can only cut through the knot with a sharp knife! ~

Old matter raised again, this absolutely wasn't Yuan Weihong's sudden whim.

One's Teacher wanting to return forcefully, this also shouldn't be Teacher's temporary whim, hot-headed.

Just, from Fang Ziye's perspective, truly can't see so many things.

Of course, Fang Ziye can't see, doesn't mean Fang Ziye will forever have no way to see.

Still that sentence, if this kind of effort has effect, then "cut through the knot with a sharp knife", if no effect, Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong both just leave.

After "selling blood" to repay debts, start over again.

Regardless of how righteous Liu Qiao Shibo is, regardless of what other things are how not peaceful, in Fang Ziye's perspective, standing in Yuan Weihong's position.

Liu Qiao shouldn't have returned to become Yuan Weihong's Superior and disgust people!

Your Superior doesn't consider this point, insists on stuffing him back, then everyone can't coexist peacefully.

At this time, how Deng Yong would think, Fang Ziye already can't control.

……

After returning from Joint Surgery to the Trauma Center Clinic, Fang Ziye continued sitting for consultation with Nie Mingxian.

You one word me one word started exchanging opinions on the common "Emergency" in Trauma Surgery.

Nie Mingxian proposed an idea and train of thought: "Ziye, you say is there a possibility, in the future when trauma patients appear, there's a thing similar to plaster cast, wrap it on the outside."

"The patient's temporary hemostasis and other problems can all be solved at the first time, this can reduce blood loss during transport? Improve transport efficiency?"

"Brother Xian, this relies on you." Fang Ziye said laughing.

"Rely on my ass, I just raised this idea. I……"

As Nie Mingxian spoke, the phone rang: "Coffee's here. I'll go get it, coffee really is a late-night divine artifact."

The two conversed very happily; similar "black tech" medical supplies beyond current technology, in Nie Mingxian's thinking there were many, but all too surrealism.

Dreaming, everyone does it; when dreaming, most people are free and happy.

……

Of course, there are exceptions.

For example Tongji Hospital's Professor Duan Hong, as the Person in Charge of the Epidermal Growth Factor clinical project trial site, he received a call in the evening asking if their trial drug had leaked out.

Duan Hong heard this call, at that moment like an ice waterfall hanging from the ninth heaven pouring down, calm to the point of hair standing on end! ~

Clinical trial drug cross-regional commercial use.

Clinical trial drugs must not be distributed on the market!

This one clause separate legislation.

(Chapter End)