Chapter 443: Idle Stroll in the Courtyard and Unsettled Heart

Fang Ziye rushed out the doorway, facing Deng Yong's receding back, and said softly: "Master, rest well."

Deng Yong's steps paused slightly; he turned, narrowed his eyes to glance at Fang Ziye, nodded calmly, then continued forward.

Fang Ziye turned and walked back slowly, raising his left thumb to rub the bridge of his nose between his inner eye corners; it was a bit itchy, and Fang Ziye felt a bit uneasy.

During school, multiple-choice questions were just a matter of a few points; after starting work, multiple-choice questions had no right or wrong, but were more serious than right or wrong.

Fang Ziye took out his mobile phone and sent editorial information to his master Yuan Weihong: "Master, just now Teacher Deng, Teacher Du, and Director Xu of the Personnel Department came to find me."

"The conditions haven't been finalized yet, but it doesn't matter."

Yuan Weihong was not asleep at this time; since he wasn't at work either, he replied almost instantly: "Ziye, what have you done?"

How would Yuan Weihong know what Fang Ziye would do? Fang Ziye had only told Yuan Weihong what the final result would be, mentioning not a word of the process. Now Yuan Weihong was uneasy up and down, not apprehensive.

"Master, I actually didn't do anything; now I've just entered the kitchen to see what dishes there are."

"Students don't actually have such good cooking skills and abilities, but seeing something displeasing to the eye, there might be a chance to hit a few muffled clubs! ~"

"Master, you rest well too; go to the rural rotation when you should, make whatever arrangements you should."

"That's right, I just confessed to Teacher Deng Yong... I can tell he's very disappointed." Fang Ziye hesitated while sending the message, even hesitating to click the send key.

Deng Yong had also done Fang Ziye a favor.

But now there was a certain offset between Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong, and Fang Ziye could do nothing about it.

"Ziye, you absolutely must not act recklessly..." Yuan Weihong really couldn't understand Fang Ziye anymore.

Yuan Weihong simply couldn't figure out what kind of charm Fang Ziye had that could change the situation in the department.

"Hah."

"Hah."

At one in the morning, Fang Ziye slept soundly in the Trauma Center Clinic, his light snoring regular and peaceful.

After being woken up, Fang Ziye subconsciously apologized first: "Sorry, I'm a bit tired from the night shift... me."

After clearly seeing the visitor's face, Fang Ziye's voice stopped abruptly, and he subconsciously clenched his fists: "Are you two here to see a doctor?"

Fang Ziye knew the visitors; they were He Yaolin, who had come to explain to Fang Ziye after the incident where epidermal growth factor was charged as a dressing in the department last time and Fang Ziye was punished, and another young man.

At this time, both of them were still holding registration slips.

Fang Ziye couldn't just chase people away directly.

The young man stood behind the middle-aged man, gently closed the clinic door, and after closing it, pushed his glasses.

He Yaolin, after gulping down several large mouthfuls of saliva, then looked at Fang Ziye with apprehension and said in a low voice: "Doctor Fang, can you show us mercy and let our company off?"

"For the losses caused to you, we are willing to compensate ten times or even a hundred times."

"Now it's not easy for domestic pharmaceutical companies to survive, and it's even harder for domestic companies to do original drug research; our company's investment in this project is at least over three hundred million."

"If it's just stopped like this, we will really lose a huge, huge amount."

He Yaolin's voice at this moment was especially sincere, his respectful voice mixed with disbelief.

Who could have thought that the company investigated the matter from beginning to end starting at nine o'clock, and after four hours, found that the cause was actually a resident physician at Zhongnan Hospital?

Fang Ziye narrowed his eyes, stood up, and adjusted the sleeve of his short-sleeved white coat to be ready for any need to act: "Director He, did you find the wrong person? Or did you say the wrong thing?"

"My hands are very cheap; what you say, I can't find the source of understanding."

"Can you say it more directly?"

He Yaolin stared seriously at Fang Ziye's expression, truly unable to tell whether Fang Ziye was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger or pretending to be innocent.

But things had come to this point, and he had to step up to solve this matter; if he could resolve it before the company's person in charge came to hold him accountable, his job could still be saved.

Otherwise, not only would he lose his job, but he might also end up in prison.

The crime of illegally transporting "medicine" could be big or small; going in for a short period of study would be the lightest punishment.

"Doctor Fang, smart people don't speak in riddles; wasn't it you who, angry after being punished, reported it?" He Yaolin asked carefully, bowing slightly.

Now beating Fang Ziye up wouldn't work, and even controlling Fang Ziye would be useless.

The company's project worth several hundred million was stopped by himself at the last step; if this had happened more than ten years ago, it would have cost lives.

Even now, the company's upper management might ruin him completely!

This was not alarmist talk.

Fang Ziye said: "Director He, when speaking there must be logic and order; framing someone or wronging someone must have some surface logic."

"Report? Who would I report to? The Provincial Health Commission? Or the Discipline Inspection Commission? Or our hospital?"

"You really found the wrong person, right?"

Fang Ziye didn't even need to pretend; he simply had never done such a thing as reporting. Anyone who said he himself was punished because of this matter, causing his chief resident career to be delayed by three months and he couldn't even complain to friends—

Fang Ziye could just curse directly!

Why couldn't he complain to friends anymore.

And besides, no one dared to find fault with Huang Kai; Huang Kai was just a patient, discharged only now, previously came to Zhongnan Hospital for surgery, and had also rehabilitated at Enshi Sanatorium before.

Does the current company still dare to find Huang Kai?

It can be said that if Huang Kai has any more trouble, that brazen boss Xiao Chen will probably end up in prison too; you've almost ruined others' families, what more do you want?

As for this line, even if it were discovered, Fang Ziye didn't care.

As for the message that teacher sent to Fang Ziye, first Fang Ziye didn't reply; second, if someone could check that person's phone, then Fang Ziye might as well not play at all, just shut up and say nothing.

Hurry up and pack, prepare early to go abroad and hang around with Yuan Weihong!

He Yaolin shrugged his eyebrows: "Doctor Fang, if you pretend to be stupid like this, it's no fun. You definitely know someone; can you show us mercy and just say this matter has been handled by you? Our company is willing to compensate you."

"This matter won't be pursued anymore?"

Hearing this, Fang Ziye retorted: "What matter won't be pursued?"

"Who do I know? Who do I tell? Do you give me a confidant?"

"Director He, I'm not an sm; if I had someone to confide in, would this kind of wrongful thing have fallen on my head in the first place?"

"Director He, I'm also a victim. I'm still being victimized now. Who am I supposed to tell? Has anyone suggested I'm innocent, so my punishment is canceled?"

"No? There's no such person!"

He Yaolin said: "Then why did you send that message to Dr. Huang Kai of Enshi? Who did you ask him to pass it on to?"

Fang Ziye took out his own mobile phone directly.

"Grandpa Kai, as long as you recover. Politely decline the invitations from the other teachers for me. Just say I'm currently in the Chief Resident stage, and my Chief Resident term has been extended."

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

Fang Ziye looked back and said: "Is it this message?"

"Come, come, come, look at the previous one. The previous message we were discussing was about the mangled extremity demonstration surgery. Huang Kai is a former employee of Enshi Central Hospital. Isn't the director he mentioned the director at Enshi Central Hospital?"

"I know them too? I don't call them teachers, I call them by name directly? Wu Guonan, then Hong Du?"

"Is that how you address them? At your company, do you call your boss by name? Do you call your superior by name? Do you call the partner of a cooperating company directly by name?"

"Director He, what exactly are you here for?"

"If you're sick, see a doctor. If you're not uncomfortable, go return your number. I'm only responsible for treating trauma emergencies here. I don't have the skill for anything else."

"If you don't leave, I'll call the police directly." Fang Ziye put away his phone and replied.

He Yaolin rubbed his stomach, his face full of extreme discomfort.

Hearing this, the thin young man wearing glasses beside him said: "Doctor Fang, more friends, more paths. Can you speak up for this matter?"

"If you can speak up, can you help? After all, you and Dr. Wu of Tongji Hospital are good friends. If this clinical project is called off, Dr. Wu's previous efforts would be wasted."

"If there's a problem, just solve the problem, right, Doctor Fang?" The young man squeezed out a smile.

This matter couldn't be blamed on Fang Ziye's sarcasm; it could only be blamed that they existed with 'Sword Walking Slant', and as a result were caught red-handed directly.

Actually, the company was still quite smart. It wasn't directly selling Epidermal Growth Factor, but using dressings as medical orders to replace charges.

This actually doesn't count as distribution.

However, if no one investigates this matter, it's fine. But if someone investigates, the nature is even worse.

How Epidermal Growth Factor and dressing medical orders are interchanged, and why nurses in the department can receive this medicine into the department. These details are a sack of shit when dug up.

Of course, they won't investigate so closely.

Director Responsibility System, Dean Responsibility System.

If a problem occurs in the hospital, those above won't directly pursue individuals. They'll directly remove the director or dean from office, and the rest will self-examine.

If there are illegal violations, they'll be taken away directly.

As for lower-level junior doctors, can't you comment on whether they were threatened or participated voluntarily?

"I don't know what you're talking about. I have no one, and I have no background. My background is my two Masters. Everything I've achieved now is all thanks to their support."

"If I had someone above me, I wouldn't just be a Chief Resident now, and I wouldn't be implicated in punishment. That's the fact."

"Sorry, both of you, please leave."

"If you're uncomfortable, you can come for normal consultation. If you're not uncomfortable, please uphold the spirit of humanitarianism and understand that I, a junior doctor on night shift, will be tired. Is that okay?" Fang Ziye made himself 'humble' to the bone.

Of course, in Fang Ziye's heart, he was awarding himself a little golden man.

Isn't it just pretending to be stupid and dazed? Who can't do that?

Before going to find Yuan Weihong, Fang Ziye had already thought of many things.

And the reason Fang Ziye's thinking underwent such a change was still due to the 'cultivation' of the brother and sister Lan Tianluo and Luo Tingzhu.

When Lan Tianluo poached the Respiratory Medicine professor, he didn't directly tear his face. Even the other party could only suspect the traces of Lan Tianluo's actions.

"Doctor Fang, let's chat a few more sentences."

"Or? You name your price! ~" How could He Yaolin dare to just leave directly.

If he turned and walked away, he might face ruin of reputation and loss of family fortune.

Investigated for so long, many people have no clue at all.

Those above aren't targeting the whole company. It's just that the state's various controls on clinical trials are now stricter. Find one, severely handle one.

Nothing else. The drug had a problem, and the affected scope was too broad.

"I f*cking want to sleep. What price am I naming?"

"Why are you playing tricks on me? I can't help you. What price can I name? Do you take me for a fool?"

"You want to pin a crime of extortion on me, right?"

"Director He, I'm a victim!" Fang Ziye looked at He Yaolin with the corner of his mouth turned up.

"That's right. When I was punished, it was April. Now it's the end of June. Almost two and a half months have passed. What did I say?" Fang Ziye turned the tables.

The two could only leave the Trauma Center Clinic, because Fang Ziye really called the Security Office, and a person from the Security Office also came running.

Seeing two people with sound arms and legs, they asked what the matter was.

However, what they wanted to say was naturally the fewer people who knew, the better. How dare they make a fuss?

After hemming and hawing a few sentences, they were kicked out of the Emergency Trauma Center.

The Emergency of the Trauma Center can't be faked. You have no external injury, no fracture shows on the scan. Can you still pretend?

Even if you cling and cry, it's useless. Come see the outpatient clinic tomorrow.

"......"

"He fell asleep again." Outside Zhongnan Hospital Emergency, the young man reported to He Yaolin thus, pushing his glasses while speaking, grinning with narrowed eyes.

He Yaolin fiercely tugged his own earlobe, gritting his teeth in pain: "This tm is really sleeping, sleeping so soundly?"

He Yaolin felt this matter had a very direct relationship with Fang Ziye, but the evidence currently in hand couldn't confirm this. Truly f*cking annoying.

The young man asked very seriously: "Director He, this matter, is it possible that it really has nothing to do with Doctor Fang, but rather we didn't handle something well here, so it was discovered?"

"Wasn't the Legal Affairs in the company reminding us before? This kind of thing, once discovered or reported, the punishment after being taken seriously is also very severe."

He Yaolin narrowed his eyes: "Don't know. Go back and investigate carefully again."

"Actually, it might not have much to do with Fang Ziye; he just made a few sarcastic remarks—how could he possibly move such a huge system and its resources?"

……

The next day, six in the morning.

Wang Yuanqi rushed to the Emergency Trauma Center Clinic, looked around to see no one was there, then walked in.

After a lingering expression of lingering fear, seeing Fang Ziye ordering takeout as if nothing had happened, he said: "Ziye, did you hear about what happened in the hospital last night?"

"Two directors were stripped of their posts on the spot, Director Han was also implicated, and something from two months ago was brought up again."

"Mm, I've heard something, but I don't know the specifics; I've been in the clinic the whole time and haven't gone out."

"It's still a twenty-four-hour shift today; going to work makes me happy." Fang Ziye chuckled and pushed his phone over.

"Order together, Senior Brother Wang?"

Wang Yuanqi wasn't polite; in Wang Yuanqi's view, Fang Ziye was a victim who had been vindicated: "You should indeed treat us to a meal; the hospital has revoked the punishment extending your term as Chief Resident."

"So after your February next year ends, you can still step down as Chief Resident on schedule."

After ordering a bowl of Beef Hot Dry Noodles, Wang Yuanqi asked with a smile: "Will ordering this cost you too much?"

Plain Hot Dry Noodles cost five to six yuan at market price, plus two yuan for delivery, around eight yuan total; both Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian ordered Vegetarian Hot Dry Noodles. A bowl of Beef Hot Dry Noodles is eighteen yuan, or sixteen if eaten on site.

Fang Ziye said: "It's nothing, Brother Qi; I can afford to treat my junior brother to this."

"Aren't you going to handover this morning?" Fang Ziye asked.

"I dare not go; I'll just pretend I'm still in surgery. Later, give me a debridement case, and I'll take people straight to the operating room." Wang Yuanqi shook his head like a rattle-drum.

Han Yuanxiao, who had been Administrative Director for only a year, was removed; this matter had too great an impact.

Deng Yong was also a removed director and definitely wouldn't rise again; now Professor Liu Huanglong is Acting Director, and Professor Liu has struck it rich.

Concurrently serving as Administrative Director of the Trauma Center and Administrative Director of Trauma Surgery—that jurisdiction is incredibly powerful.

Wang Yuanqi certainly didn't want to see Han Yuanxiao's expression.

"Fine, then you go next door first and tell Dr. Liu Guo: if there are limb trauma cases, don't turn them away." Fang Ziye nodded.

"I went to see her before I came!"

Speaking of this, Wang Yuanqi asked curiously: "Um, has Brother Xian taken a fancy to Dr. Liu Guo next door?"

"It seems there aren't many young people in our hospital who can handle a 'female Doctor' like Liu Guo."

"Brother Xian counts as one."

Wang Yuanqi knew Nie Mingxian also held the title of Deputy Chief Physician, he just wasn't currently an Associate Professor.

"Then I don't know; all I know is, Brother Xian told me he and his ex-girlfriend got along quite well, and they were originally planning to talk about marriage."

"But his ex-girlfriend planned all her future in Jingdu, so she didn't follow him back to Enshi, and it eventually came to nothing."

"In these years in Enshi, Brother Xian hasn't looked for a girlfriend or gone on blind dates; back in Jingdu, his ex-girlfriend's child could already call him uncle." Fang Ziye wasn't particularly curious about this gossip.

Whatever Nie Mingxian chose was right.

Fang Ziye hoped Nie Mingxian could stay, but Nie Mingxian had already planned to return to Jingdu and wouldn't stay in Han City long.

So Fang Ziye didn't dare give Nie Mingxian any hints; if he hinted and it ended up delaying Nie Mingxian's career, that would be effort without reward.

"Knock knock knock! ~"

Speak of Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrives.

"Brother Qi, aren't you going to early handover?" Fang Ziye stopped the topic and turned to ask.

"Not going." Wang Yuanqi shook his head.

Nie Mingxian's expression when entering the door was as if he were looking at two idiots.

"It's Saturday today, what handover are you two doing? Are you two gossiping behind someone's back?" Nie Mingxian indeed asked this very cleverly.

……

Trauma Surgery, Director's Office.

After hanging up the phone once more, Han Yuanxiao, who had not slept all night, rubbed his eyebrows hard with his left hand, walked to the window, and looked at the scenery outside.

Directly opposite was the Internal Medicine Building; beside it was a small road leading to Han City University Medical Department; next door was the Outpatient Building and the location of the Emergency Clinic.

Han Yuanxiao suddenly looked wearily in that direction, then gently raised his head and blinked.

Just then, someone knocked and entered.

Han Yuanxiao turned his head and saw Zi Xi had walked in, also carrying a bucket of water for Han Yuanxiao.

"Director Han, have some water." Zi Xi had only learned this morning that Han Yuanxiao hadn't slept all night last night, and had specially come early.

Otherwise, for Saturday's ward round, Zi Xi could arrive at nine.

"Zi Xi, who told you to come? Was it a teacher?" Han Yuanxiao asked.

Han Yuanxiao's master's studies were under Professor Xiong Lao, but his doctorate transferred to Professor Dong Yaohui.

Zi Xi was the opposite, becoming Professor Xiong Lao's closed-door disciple; after the last class that Zi Xi graduated from, Professor Xiong Lao retired.

"Yes!" Zi Xi didn't hide it.

Han Yuanxiao hadn't slept all night last night over the matter of being drilled by the hospital; Professor Xiong Lao had known about it long ago.

"Master even called acquaintances in the hospital, but it was useless; this time the hospital leadership is like they've gone mad, nitpicking and determined to get to the root of it."

"According to what the teacher said, it might be related to the Inspection Team. The Inspection Team is stationed in Enshi, but that doesn't mean they don't inspect other places." Zi Xi said while pressing the button to boil water.

Although Zi Xi wasn't particularly close to Han Yuanxiao, after all they had a fellow-disciple connection through their teachers, and Zi Xi had always followed Han Yuanxiao.

If Han Yuanxiao's position as Administrative Director was removed now, he would also be affected to some extent; at least when it came to promotion, if he didn't have particularly outstanding achievements, he would only be able to rank at the back.

The results of Deng Yong's group were like sheep dropping dung—one pull, a string; one pull, a string…

Zi Xi immediately began preparing tea leaves, pinching and grabbing between pauses, and turned to ask: "Director Han, was inviting Professor Liu Qiao to Han City for a meeting Master's idea?"

Zi Xi rarely called Han Yuanxiao Senior Brother; Han Yuanxiao was much older than him, and by the time Zi Xi was studying, Han Yuanxiao had already started working, so the title of fellow disciple wasn't very appropriate.

Han Yuanxiao shook his head: "Not Master's idea; Master even advised me against it; it was my own idea."

"If we let Deng Yong and his lot keep developing, even if he doesn't want to be a school clique leader, he'll effectively become an iron-clad 'clique.'"

"Before a 'clique' even starts, no one realizes they're in one; it's just a special standard being set—if you don't enter this door, you'll never squeeze into that circle."

"Everyone else can just wait to die! ~"

"Take Jin Huan, for example, or maybe someone else." Han Yuanxiao calmly looked out the window.

Zhang Zixi said: "Director Han? What do you mean? Is there a connection between inviting Professor Liu Qiao to Han City for the mid-year academic conference and what happened yesterday?"

Hearing this, Han Yuanxiao narrowed the corner of his eye and tilted his head slightly: "Zixi, what do you mean?"

"One is an internal personnel matter within our Orthopedics Department, and the other is the Inspection Team investigating corruption."

"Drugs cannot be commercially used in clinical trials, which is essentially an economic issue; what connection could these two have?"

Zhang Zixi pulled out a chair and sat down: "Director Han, I'm just guessing randomly."

"Mainly, these two things happened one after another, and there's a coincidence in timing."

"Director Han, will Professor Liu Qiao still join us?" Zhang Zixi wasn't clear on many details, and Professor Xiong Lao was more concerned about Han Yuanxiao's issue.

Whether Liu Qiao returns or enters the department has nothing to do with Zhang Zixi.

As for the grudges between Liu Qiao and Professor Dong, Zhang Zixi was originally unaware; it was Han Yuanxiao who told Zhang Zixi.

Han Yuanxiao analyzed the situation after Professor Liu Qiao joined; by then, even if Han Yuanxiao lost the chief position, the junior doctors in the department would still have more opportunities.

Han Yuanxiao had long said he wasn't dividing the department for himself, but to fight for a relatively fair opportunity for more students.

Han Yuanxiao was already Administrative Director; what else could he fight for? Even if Professor Liu Qiao entered the department, Fang Ziye wouldn't choose to join Han Yuanxiao's group.

"Although I was previously the Trauma Surgery Administrative Director, I only had recommendation rights; how the Personnel Department negotiates terms with Professor Liu Qiao isn't something I can control."

"So whether Professor Liu can join, I can't control that either. Just like Yuan Weihong wanting to resign, I can only respect personal choice." Han Yuanxiao chuckled and sat opposite Zhang Zixi.

"It's just that I was too anxious personally; I told Professor Duan Hong that the drug's clinical trial is about to enter the third round, and our Zhongnan Hospital will be the next batch of expanded clinical trial pilot sites..."

"If I hadn't agreed, and if the Hand Surgery professor hadn't agreed either, then the situation would be even better."

When Han Yuanxiao said this, he pinched his thumb hard, his tone frivolous: "Wang Yuanqi is one thing, but what right does Deng Yong have to bypass me and arrange a position for Gu Yi?"

"Can Gu Yi compare to Liu Zhengjun?"

"With his table manners and virtue, he doesn't deserve to be chief, nor does he deserve to dominate the conversation. I guarantee, if Deng Yong actually takes power, none of our department's other PhDs will have a single chance of hospital retention."

Hearing this, Zhang Zixi curled the corner of his mouth: "Director Han, actually Director Deng considering his student's future is understandable. After all, Ziye is Professor Deng's first student for hospital retention."

"Professor Deng only arranged Gu Yi after stepping down from the Administrative Director position; that's actually understandable..." Zhang Zixi noticed Han Yuanxiao's expression was off, so he stopped continuing.

Personnel authority belongs to the Administrative Director, and there's nothing wrong with that; when Deng Yong was Administrative Director, Professor Dong Yaohui didn't complain endlessly either.

"Director Han, then how should we conclude the matter of Yuan Weihong's resignation?" Zhang Zixi changed the topic.

The benevolent see benevolence, the wise see wisdom.

Han Yuanxiao, you indeed dislike Deng Yong's style, but if you bring Professor Liu Qiao back to Zhongnan, the first person disgusted by this will be Yuan Weihong.

"This matter can only be for Deng Yong to figure out!"

"Our department lacks a professor to lead a group; if Liu Huanglong won't do it, it can't stay vacant forever."

"Professor Liu Qiao is from our Zhongnan Hospital; if he can return to lead a group, he can support the establishment beds in the department."

"If Yuan Weihong truly cannot put the big picture first, then his resignation is his freedom!" Han Yuanxiao analyzed calmly.

"Gurgle gurgle. Gurgle gurgle..."

The sound of boiling water attacked both their ears; Zhang Zixi took the initiative to pour tea, remaining silent.

Han Yuanxiao then said: "Actually, after Yuan Weihong leaves Zhongnan, he has better places to go; with his current professional ability and research accumulation, even if he wants to go to Tongji Union, it would be a better future."

"No need to crowd together, like yellow mud falling into crotch."

Zhang Zixi paused while making tea and said faintly: "Director Han, Professor Liu Huanglong gave up the Hand Surgery Administrative Director position at Peking Union Medical College Hospital and came to our hospital's Trauma Surgery."

"For Yuan Weihong to go to Peking Union and Tongji at this time, is it really the best solution?"

Hearing Zhang Zixi's melancholy, Han Yuanxiao asked back: "Then I ask you, when Liu Qiao didn't get promoted to Associate Professor and resigned back then, was that his best solution?"

"Teacher Chu passed away not long ago, and Liu Qiao and Martin Yong's promotions were both blocked afterward; isn't that obvious?"

"Liu Qiao wanting to return to Zhongnan Hospital now is also his freedom."

"The path Liu Qiao can take, why can't Yuan Weihong take it?"

Zhang Zixi said naturally: "Because of Fang Ziye?"

"Director Han, if this matter causes Fang Ziye to leave, I think Master will directly get rid of you. Liu Qiao won't come back either!"

Han Yuanxiao continued to remain silent.

"Knock knock knock! ~"

After Zhang Zixi finished speaking, a knocking sound came from the door.

Han Yuanxiao and Zhang Zixi both faintly said: "Come in."

Then Professor Du Xinzhan pushed the door open, holding a mobile phone, and curled the corner of his mouth: "Han Yuanxiao, you're so leisurely; I called you and no one answered."

Hearing this, Han Yuanxiao and Zhang Zixi both stood up and shouted respectively: "Director Du, Teacher Du."

Du Xinzhan didn't get angry, just calmly said: "The Personnel Department asked me to notify you that the conditions Liu Qiao proposed are too high; the hospital can't afford to hire him."

"You are still the Trauma Surgery Director now; he's someone you recommended, so you should be notified."

"I originally planned to say it over the phone, but your phone is too precious; I called and no one answered, so I had to come over in person."

Hearing this, Han Yuanxiao was unperturbed: "Director Du, our ward lacks a Chief Physician to lead a group; how should this be handled? Has the Personnel Department considered other candidates?"

"The Personnel Department is still discussing it, and I'm also exploring a feasible solution with the hospital; if it really doesn't work, let a capable Associate Physician lead the group; the professor leading a group should also get younger and younger."

"The second matter is the meeting resolution of the Personnel Department and the Hospital Director's Office: Yuan Weihong's resignation application cannot be approved."

"You need to step in and do some ideological work, ask Yuan Weihong what difficulties he has, and try to find a way to solve it."

"And the third matter: after discussing with Professor Xiong Lao, it's decided to transfer you to Hand Surgery next month; they're severely short-staffed there."

Han Yuanxiao could understand the first two matters, but this third matter made him hard to adapt: "Director Du, me? What am I going to Hand Surgery for?"

"Go do whatever you're supposed to do, and it's not just you going — both you and Deng Yong have to go."

Du Xinzhan's temper flared too: "The two of you are Chief Physicians, yet in the department all you do besides your actual duties is think about how to avoid doing your actual duties."

"Then you both go next door, you pick your own people, but aside from Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong — those two you can't touch — everyone else you choose yourselves!"

"This is Orthopedics' internal decision. I'm responsible for Orthopedics' internal personnel transfers; if you're unwilling to comply, go file an application with the Medical Affairs Office for a reshuffle."

Having said that, Du Xinzhan pulled the Chief Physician Office door shut and withdrew from the office.

Han Yuanxiao and Zhang Zixi instantly froze in place.

What is this about?

Directly emptying out all the Chief Physicians of Trauma Surgery?

Handing Trauma Surgery directly over to Liu Huanglong, or just abolishing it?

"Recent events — there's definitely some force pushing things along." Han Yuanxiao's eyes widened, and he began anxiously drumming his four fingers on the table.

……

At the same time, in the Trauma Center Clinic, Fang Ziye, Nie Mingxian, and Wang Yuanqi were eating hot dry noodles together.

Nie Mingxian even ruthlessly picked up half the beef from Wang Yuanqi's bowl.

Wang Yuanqi stared dumbfounded as Nie Mingxian stuffed it straight into his mouth; his mouth corner twitched, and just then a call came in.

He couldn't care less about this cheerful and leisurely mood, answered the phone, and his expression visibly froze before Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian's eyes, even showing a hint of fear……

Seeing this, Nie Mingxian scratched his side face and asked in a low voice: "Brother Xian, don't be angry, how about I order you another portion of noodles, with five extra servings of beef?"

Wang Yuanqi glared at Nie Mingxian, blinked, and said nothing.

Fang Ziye quickly swallowed the last mouthful of hot dry noodles, wiped the sesame paste from his mouth corner, and said: "Brother Xian, stop joking. Brother Qi must have actual business."

Seeing Wang Yuanqi's complexion change drastically, Nie Mingxian stopped fooling around.

Wang Yuanqi immediately hung up without saying a word, his face cycling through a spectacular series of shifts, not even knowing how to bring it up to Fang Ziye and the other, and just started moving his chopsticks.

(Chapter End)