Chapter 445

June 30th.

Afternoon, 15:43.

After Nie Mingxian finished seeing a patient with an irreducible shoulder dislocation that he judged he could just handle, he proactively took the patient and left the Trauma Center Clinic.

While pulling open the door, he said: "Your situation is quite complex; let's go to the Operating Room next door, the small procedure room in the clinic won't give me enough room to operate."

"Moreover, your situation carries some risks that must be explained to you."

The patient and family member followed closely behind Nie Mingxian, not worrying at all that Nie Mingxian was a fraud, but rather rejoicing that they hadn't been 'dragged away' by the young doctor sitting in the clinic.

In terms of hospital takeout appearance, Fang Ziye's appearance was more valuable than Nie Mingxian's, but in terms of in-hospital appearance, Fang Ziye was very easily understood as a 'useless pretty boy'.

Nie Mingxian's back view as he led the patient out of the clinic made the corner of Fang Ziye's mouth curl up in a knowing smile; how nice it would be if there could be a few more people like Nie Mingxian around him.

After Fang Ziye opened the mineral water bottle in front of him and took a sip, he clicked the refresh button, saw no newly registered emergency patients, crossed his hands atop his head, and began stretching his waist and neck.

After crisp "crack-crack" sounds probed into his ears, Fang Ziye maintained the twisted motion of left hip moving back and left shoulder moving forward for a full five seconds, then plopped onto the chair, his whole body relaxed.

He opened his phone, glanced at the Orthopedics public account, and sure enough saw new scheduling information.

Of course, such scheduling information could also be queried in the medical record system, and could be zoomed in and out, so Fang Ziye didn't use his phone to open and check it.

He scrolled down the schedule to the Surgery, Orthopedics major framework.

"Hand Surgery: Professor Ni Yaoping, Professor Deng Yong, Professor Han Yuanxiao."

This is the hospital's published scheduling information table (revised version); once released, it cannot be changed.

The clinic scheduling information for both Deng Yong and Han Yuanxiao remained unchanged; only the work location information had changed.

Fang Ziye noticed that the previous Hand Surgery group leader professors, such as Professor Zhou Ziyu and Professor Chen Zuhua, their scheduling information was not listed in the clinical schedule list.

Did the two professors resign? Fang Ziye frowned.

Looking more closely at the Hand Surgery schedule, Deng Yong didn't bring a single person to Hand Surgery, while Han Yuanxiao brought Zhang Zixi.

Looking again at the Trauma Surgery personnel distribution, it appeared especially interesting.

Professor Liu Huanglong one-to-three.

Under Professor Liu Huanglong's division, three sub-groups: Yuan Weihong leads one group, Associate Professor Chen Fang and Associate Professor Peng Long each lead one group.

The remaining personnel basically unchanged!

Seeing this scene, Fang Ziye's eyes first went blank for a moment, then as if recalling something, he murmured: "This probably isn't punishing our Trauma Surgery; Hand Surgery has become the biggest disaster area."

"Two professors sent down, Deng Yong and Han Yuanxiao moving Trauma Surgery's main battlefield to Hand Surgery; Hand Surgery currently only retains Professor Ni Yaoping's single most complete 'establishment quota'."

As Fang Ziye murmured, he looked more closely and discovered that in the Chief Resident positions of Yuan Weihong, Chen Fang, and Peng Long's three groups, his own name had all appeared.

The three characters Fang Ziye entering Fang Ziye's field of vision, and not in his own handwriting, made Fang Ziye feel these three characters were especially strange.

Afterwards, the Trauma Center's establishment personnel underwent certain changes.

"Chief Physician: Liu Huanglong."

"Deputy Chief Physician: Xie Jinyuan."

"Attending Physician: Li Nuo."

"Chief Resident: Jin Hongzhou, Wang Yuanqi (following)."

Brother Jin, after nearly half a year, was finally reactivated to the Chief Resident position, serving concurrently as Trauma Center Chief Resident with Wang Yuanqi.

Moreover, Li Nuo, who had previously gone to Spine Surgery, was also transferred back into the Trauma Surgery Trauma Center Emergency Clinic.

Familiar names appearing, two even more familiar faces floated into Fang Ziye's mind one after another.

Perhaps illusion, perhaps hallucination, Fang Ziye really saw Jin Hongzhou and Big Brother Li Nuo enter the clinic one after another.

And Li Nuo even opened his arms and spoke: "Ziye, you made me miss you to death."

Watching Li Nuo's figure gradually approach, Fang Ziye snapped back to his senses, stood up, and nodded to the two respectively: "Master Nuo, Brother Zhou."

After Li Nuo approached, he lightly embraced Fang Ziye once, then held and pushed Fang Ziye's shoulders, separating the two to an arm's length distance.

"Ziye, take care of us from now on; me and Jin Hongzhou are now the little brothers following you." Li Nuo laughed until his teeth showed.

Fang Ziye was very certain that the Li Nuo before him looked far more weathered than a year ago; presumably Li Nuo's days exiled to Spine Surgery weren't pleasant either.

White temples, puffy eyes, dark circles!

The smile at first glance looked very happy, on closer look actually mixed with indescribable bitterness: "Master Nuo, your words are too heavy, even heart-piercing."

Jin Hongzhou wore a short-sleeved shirt, walked up from the side, sat on the patient chair opposite Fang Ziye, expression steady, no longer the high-spirited bearing of before.

Also smiling showing teeth, he spoke: "Ziye, what Master Nuo just said wasn't polite talk, and certainly not heart-piercing."

"Me and Master Nuo, we were just pulled into the Hospital Director's Office for a meeting. Also going with us were Director Du, Director Deng, Director Han, Hand Surgery's Director Ni, and some other surgery bigwigs..."

"The reason me and Master Nuo could squeeze in was mainly because we talked about my work arrangement."

"Then they also talked about you, Ziye; guess what Dean Wang said?"

Fang Ziye first sat down together with Li Nuo, then pursed his lips helplessly: "Brother Zhou, you're keeping me in such suspense, how could I guess anything?"

Li Nuo stroked the short beard on his chin, spoke up to pull Fang Ziye's neck: "Dean Wang explicitly refused the application proposed by Director Du and Director Deng to let Director Deng continue serving in Trauma Surgery!"

"Dean Wang said, Orthopedics needn't manage you anymore; from now on all of Fang Ziye's matters, he directly wraps up, equivalent to Fang Ziye you can directly communicate with and be responsible to Dean Wang."

"Gave you chances, you didn't seize them yourselves, don't blame me for forcefully intervening." Li Nuo intensified his tone.

"These are Dean Wang's original words."

Jin Hongzhou followed with a nod: "Ziye, you're already the red-hot favorite before the Dean's eyes."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye lightly froze: "Then what did my Master say?"

"Didn't speak, counted as tacitly acknowledging this matter."

"The issues to discuss later, our two permissions weren't enough; roughly after saying these, they chased us out."

Li Nuo immediately laughed cheekily again: "We thought Ziye is our iron brother, he's about to soar, at least before he steps across that final threshold, hurry up and come hug the thigh."

After Li Nuo finished speaking, he really reached out and touched Fang Ziye's thigh.

Fang Ziye didn't dodge either: "This might just be one of Dean Wang's lines of talk?"

He immediately turned to look at Jin Hongzhou: "Brother Zhou, where have you been lately? Haven't seen you in ages."

"Ziye, you're doing great, and you still remember me?" Jin Hongzhou was a bit flattered.

"Brother Zhou, of course. If it weren't for your support back then, where would Fang Ziye be today? I've always treated you like a big brother." Fang Ziye placed both elbows flat on the table.

Jin Hongzhou turned his head: "Master Nuo, what did I say? Ziye is not only a genius, but also a shrewd person."

"You don't know, do you? After coa two years ago, Ziye actually wanted to gather a group of junior brothers and sisters to treat me to drinks."

Li Nuo nodded upon hearing this: "Able to bend and stretch, able to hold his head high and bow low, Ziye is definitely an extraordinary talent."

"Oh, right, Ziye, the two of us will be taking over your place from now on. If you have anything to hand over, we're all ears."

Fang Ziye said: "Nothing much. You can ask Big Brother Wang Yuanqi; he's been here, and before I came, I consulted him about everything."

"I haven't been here long either. If I had to say one thing, it's that we should draw a clear line with the Surgical Clinic next door to some extent."

One month after Fang Ziye left the Emergency Department, Xie Jinyuan's decision to draw a line with the Emergency Surgery Clinic protected Wang Yuanqi very well.

Without a diamond drill, don't take on porcelain work.

Li Nuo and Jin Hongzhou had best not meddle in other departments' affairs, otherwise problems were likely to arise.

"That's for sure. Our Trauma Center is the Trauma Center, and the Surgical Clinic next door is the Surgical Clinic."

"Ziye, you're still meddling with them?" Li Nuo was somewhat surprised.

Most clinical doctors would rather not be troubled, firmly remembering the boundaries of their own department's responsibilities, never crossing the line.

Honestly adhering to the principle of showing thirty percent of one's skill to make a living, while letting seventy percent gather dust for self-preservation.

"Not really. When I first became Chief Resident, I happened to treat a few disease types from other departments by mistake, so there was some contact..." Fang Ziye could only be modest.

If he himself said that during his time in the Emergency Department, he had reduced the Emergency Department's patient mortality rate to some extent.

Once these words were out, how were Li Nuo and Jin Hongzhou supposed to conduct themselves while on duty at the Trauma Center Clinic in the future?

At the same age, it was Fang Ziye who stood out among his peers. How much did Jin Hongzhou and Li Nuo lag behind their peers? It was within the margin of error.

Just being a relatively capable genius is not easy!

"Who are these two big brothers?" After Nie Mingxian entered, Li Nuo and Jin Hongzhou bid farewell and left. The three met at the doorway, nodded to each other, but were not acquainted.

Before Nie Mingxian arrived, both had left the Trauma Surgery department, so it was normal that Nie Mingxian didn't know them.

Fang Ziye reached out and said: "Attending Physician Li Nuo and Big Brother Jin Hongzhou were both from our Trauma Surgery department before. They temporarily left the department due to some minor issues."

"The hospital considered that there isn't enough manpower at the Trauma Center, so next month they will sit in at the Trauma Center together with Professor Xie and the others."

"The milk tea Master Nuo treated us to, internet-famous milk tea, Overlord Tea Princess..."

"Oh, I've seen it. Let me wash my hands." Nie Mingxian walked toward the hand washing station, then turned his head and said:

"Ziye, is the hospital targeting you? When you came to the Trauma Center, you worked yourself to the bone, but once you left, the number of people on duty at the Trauma Center directly exploded."

"I wouldn't know that!" Fang Ziye didn't respond to Nie Mingxian's retort.

Nie Mingxian stopped teasing Fang Ziye, took a sip of milk tea, turned around and was about to sit down, straightened his body while in a horse stance, then sucked on the straw and walked out of the consultation room.

Only when nearing the doorway did he sensibly call out: "Teacher Liu. I'm going to the toilet."

"You don't need to go." Liu Huanglong said.

"I'll still go." Nie Mingxian didn't share Fang Ziye's love of gossip. Currently, the Orthopedics Department's personnel structure was fragmented for some unknown reason.

He didn't know which immortal was causing trouble. Why should Nie Mingxian, an outsider, meddle in so many things?

Nie Mingxian racked his brains but couldn't imagine that the culprit behind all this was 'Fang Ziye'. And the apparent cause of this matter was simply that Professor Liu Qiao was about to join the department, and Fang Ziye was innocently dragged into serving as Chief Resident for several extra months.

"Teacher Liu, shall I have you sit?" Fang Ziye watched Liu Huanglong walk slowly closer. Only when he had covered half the distance did he smile and think of the first greeting.

While speaking, he pushed the milk tea to the corner.

When Li Nuo ordered takeout, he didn't know Liu Huanglong was coming, so he definitely hadn't ordered for Professor Liu.

"No need, no need, I'm coming over. Mainly to convey the hospital's opinion. And to congratulate our Associate Researcher Fang."

"An associate researcher at twenty-eight, not even from a continuous study program. Your resume is truly excellent." Liu Huanglong's movements and amplitude in pulling the chair increased by several points.

Thinking back to when Liu Huanglong himself risked his life to study his major and do research, he only became an associate researcher at thirty. And this Fang Ziye?

But Fang Ziye didn't seem to have it easy either.

"I haven't even submitted the application form yet?" Fang Ziye's mouth corner twitched.

I only graduated with my doctorate a few months ago, took the intermediate attending physician assessment at the end of May, and now I'm directly an associate researcher?

"It doesn't matter whether you submit the form or not!"

"Your promotion authority has been directly taken from the Surgery Department by the Hospital Director's Office and handed over to the Medical Affairs Office and the Vice President. Of course, Dean Huang is personally responsible."

"The agreed opinion on you right now is: increase research funding by one million yuan annually; performance index plus 0.2. Your performance index is now on par with your Master's. Be careful, your Master has a strange temper; you can't reason with him, he might kick you."

Liu Huanglong only said two sentences, and Fang Ziye's mouth became a small 'ah' shape.

This month, being 'exiled' had increased his performance coefficient by 0.5, and now another 0.2 was added!

Was this still a game? He hadn't even been promoted to attending physician yet. The base performance coefficient was originally 0.8, and upon becoming an attending physician it would be 1. But Fang Ziye directly enjoyed the treatment of an attending physician, so whether it was added or not didn't matter anymore.

0.8 plus 0.7 is already 1.5. For an ordinary attending physician, reaching a performance coefficient of 1.5 is already the limit.

For example, Yuan Weihong: a base performance coefficient of 1, Outstanding Youth Fund rewarded 0.7, first prize in the Young Physician Competition rewarded 0.1, reaching 1.8 by now.

Why wasn't Fang Ziye's first prize competition reward given?

They directly gave you 0.5, and you still want another 0.1? Others might as well not mix in this field, okay?

The performance coefficient is directly involved in performance distribution within the department. Everyone's performance coefficients are added together, then distributed proportionally.

Every extra 0.1 is over a thousand yuan, even close to two thousand.

Fang Ziye shook his head and didn't say much more.

His own clinical contribution—taking this much money was no problem. There were plenty of people taking this much money, but few who did as much work as he did.

Others could take it, so Fang Ziye wouldn't be polite about it either.

Monthly salary 2.5w+, am I not worthy? With so many National Treasure Doctor-level skills, if I went to the Magic Capital, the salary would start at at least 3w.

"Second, when the attending results come out, when you're hired. Within two years, find a way to get specially appointed as deputy chief physician."

"Third, starting this September, serve as a lecturer in Surgical Functional Experiment at the Clinical Medicine College of the Medical Department in name only, responsible for giving lectures to undergraduates. Special application for graduate supervisor, selecting students starting next year."

Fang Ziye watched Liu Huanglong output nonstop, about to say something, when he was interrupted:

"You don't need to explain anything. Your funding is more than enough to bring a few master's students. As for the National Natural Science Foundation of China Youth Fund, you don't have it, but the provincial fund has already directly nominated you."

"Set up."

Fang Ziye's mouth corner twitched again.

These two words "set up" are a bit hate-stirring, huh.

However, since all the benefits are on his own side, Fang Ziye couldn't just take the cheap and act cute, so he continued to "act cute" and listen.

"Fourth, I give you a personnel designation right once every four years. This is a right only available at Professor Level, and Senior Professor Level."

"Personnel designation, in principle cannot be arranged to work in your own department, this principle you cannot break, but for example, the Youth League Committee, administration, etc., establishment quotas, can get a position for your family member."

"A simpler example, if Tingzhu is recruited in the Anesthesiology Department, but wants to transfer to administration or breast and thyroid surgery, you just mention it. Once every four years."

"Fifth, I allow you in advance the privilege of research group leader, you can self-allocate two research assistants. The research assistants' funding can go through the hospital's allocated research startup fund or research funds. In principle, absolutely cannot touch project funds applied for at school level, city level, provincial level, etc. Otherwise the hospital can't protect you either."

"Research assistants belong to contract system, not within the establishment quota, so you use them cautiously yourself, you can directly release recruitment information through the hospital's Personnel Department."

"Holy crap!"

"Dean Wang's wave this time is truly awakened, there must be a Senior/Expert guiding behind the scenes." Liu Huanglong started cursing right then.

After Liu Huanglong's defensive expression reached Fang Ziye's eyes, Fang Ziye's eyeballs rolled around and asked: "Professor Liu, your project at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, is it managed by research assistants?"

"Ziye, is this something you should be inquiring about?" Liu Huanglong directly put on airs.

Alright, this kind of thing is a bit high-end, indeed inconvenient for Fang Ziye to inquire about. For example, Liu Huanglong also doesn't inquire about Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong's research details.

"Thank you Teacher Liu for conveying so much good news. Tonight I'm on duty for the whole class, wait." Fang Ziye's words were interrupted again.

Liu Huanglong said: "First, I'm not a eunuch transmitting an imperial edict. Second, I'm your superior. Third, treating guests to meals is not up to you."

"You Teacher Liu may not have money, but treating you to a meal should be enough."

"Fourth, what I want to say hasn't finished yet."

"You interrupted me. Just now I was at number what?" Liu Huanglong scratched his cheek, then immediately shook his head.

"Number what doesn't matter anymore. The last point, also something that can only be passed by word of mouth, cannot be spread outside."

"Dean Wang has clearly stated, directly giving you the rising channel of Yangtze River Scholar and Distinguished Youth."

"Actually, to put it bluntly, it's just having the opportunity to impact that step." Liu Huanglong said.

After saying this, while Fang Ziye was dumbfounded, Liu Huanglong cursed loudly: "Damn this matter, don't let me find out who leaked the secret. Damn it."

Fang Ziye saw Liu Huanglong go defensive again and was stunned: "Teacher Liu, why are you so agitated?"

"What what leaked secret?"

"You don't need to care, it has nothing to do with you." Liu Huanglong sold a mystery.

"You just tell me now, your own understanding and feeling? How is it?" Liu Huanglong also very cooperatively made a hand gesture like a microphone.

Liu Huanglong although is a professor, but don't forget his age, he's just one year older than Yuan Weihong, a small middle-aged person of thirty-eight, occasionally being mischievous counts as what?

"Research accumulation cannot be achieved overnight, but everything you've done, all the hard work, all the sweat, will one day crazily nourish your future." Fang Ziye said seriously.

Did Fang Ziye publish many articles? Also quite a few, but which of these articles substantially brought Fang Ziye a qualitative leap?

No.

Not because they're useless, nor because outsiders can't see them, but because your accumulation isn't enough, the opportunity hasn't arrived.

Research this thing, has a wonderful similarity with basic research of scientific development. If you don't run over there, then you can never climb up.

But if you break through, it doesn't mean you can immediately take off.

If Fang Ziye didn't have a certain amount of paper accumulation, then he wouldn't have been watched by Dean Wang, and even less would the hospital directly open a green light for him like this.

Before, Fang Ziye only heard Yuan Weihong say, later you'll know the benefits of publishing articles, this thing you'll get addicted to.

At that time Fang Ziye could only understand the meaning, couldn't experience it. Now Fang Ziye finally experienced it.

If you don't have it, don't think about taking shortcuts. But if you have it, then you can go straight through to the end.

"This sentence describes it pretty well, right."

Liu Huanglong then looked at the doorway, no one there, before continuing: "Ziye, the matter of Zhongnan Hospital has nothing to do with me at all."

"The personnel changes of Trauma Surgery and Hand Surgery also have nothing to do with me at all."

"I'm not here to pick peaches. I did nothing. I'm just diligently and seriously doing research with you. I haven't had any covetous thoughts."

"So, I hope between us, there aren't too many misunderstandings."

Fang Ziye first looked dumbfounded at Liu Huanglong pulling down his pants to wash mud there. After being dumbfounded, he forcibly held back his inner laughter and said calmly: "Mm, Teacher Liu, I know."

Alright, I was just wondering why no one came to find me, even the people from that company didn't come to find me anymore.

It turns out Liu Huanglong innocently took the big spear, standing at the very front, his chest and abdomen pierced into a spiky hedgehog!

Very easy to understand.

Liu Huanglong used to be at Zhongnan Hospital Hand Surgery, and then became a Hand Surgery PhD at Peking Union Medical College Hospital...

Liu Huanglong came for three months, Hand Surgery's two professors were picked off.

Think about it, think about it carefully...

Mm, Liu Huanglong also has an Academician Level father-in-law. You Hand Surgery leave Liu Huanglong a loophole. Wouldn't Liu Huanglong then poke from the loophole straight into your crown of the head?

Does Liu Huanglong have reason to take revenge?

Too much reason!

Under the situation at that time, Liu Huanglong almost had his future ruined. Master, you promised me. I passed the special line. I'm the talent you cultivated. At the last moment, you backstabbed me.

"Really! ~" Liu Huanglong narrowed his eyes looking at Fang Ziye, then his eyes changed from big left small right to equal size, then to small left big right.

"I know Teacher Liu." Fang Ziye nodded.

"I'm telling the truth." Liu Huanglong clutched his hands together.

Fang Ziye nodded and said: "I really do know now, Teacher Liu, so what do you want me to say?"

"Can I say I don't believe you?" Fang Ziye wanted to end this topic as quickly as possible.

The reason the department and the hospital could be so calm and decisive about this matter was originally Liu Huanglong.

Fang Ziye once again recognized how powerful Liu Huanglong's influence was.

Liu Huanglong patted his chest again and said: "Then aren't you going to thank me?"

Liu Huanglong pointed at Fang Ziye, then pointed at his own heart.

Fang Ziye's eyes rolled around, and he suddenly realized another problem, namely the problem in his blind spot.

That was, Liu Huanglong had come for the Mangled Extremity.

After arriving, he had always been hanging around with people.

You say Liu Huanglong doesn't take responsibility; he's been stirring things up, and Trauma Surgery and Hand Surgery have almost been "wiped out" by Liu Huanglong, so you might as well stay as Ward Director.

You came for Fang Ziye, right? That's perfect; we also value Fang Ziye, let you two cooperate and play, do whatever you want.

So, being able to enjoy so many special treatments, part of the reason was Teacher Liu Liu Huanglong standing up for him outside.

"Thank you, Teacher Liu, for your cultivation! ~" After figuring it out, Fang Ziye bowed properly to thank him.

After saying this, Liu Huanglong sighed and left.

At the doorway, he looked back at Fang Ziye once, then shook his head and left.

In Liu Huanglong's view, this time taking the blame, all the benefits were taken by Fang Ziye, and he himself had eaten a dispensable piece of candy, ending up with a buttload of shit.

Ward Director is worth nothing; what I want is the Trauma Surgery Administrative Director here, right?

And now, after doing this, I can't avoid being tied to Fang Ziye in the future!

Dean Wang Xinghuan made such a fuss, and in the end only Fang Ziye benefited; to outsiders, isn't he just Liu Huanglong's die-hard confidant?

I raise the people, you take the blame...

When Nie Mingxian walked in again, he saw Fang Ziye smiling foolishly inside without realizing it, so Nie Mingxian held the plastic bag in his hand, took out a bottle of drink and gave it to Fang Ziye: "It's hot as hell outside!"

Fang Ziye lifted his eyelids, looked at Nie Mingxian, took the large bottle of Oolong Tea he had bought back, and nodded.

"I wish I hadn't gone out; went out to buy a drink and my back is covered in sweat. The Emergency Department is comfortable, no electricity bill, and cool."

Nie Mingxian saw Fang Ziye's mouth corner twitching again, and subconsciously wanted to buy a fishing rod and hook: "What good thing do you have here?"

"There is a bit of good news, but just a bit."

"Got a raise." Fang Ziye picked out the most important but also least important thing to say.

Getting a raise is a good thing worth "smirking" about wherever you say it.

"That's worth celebrating; how about this, after you finish your shift tonight, let's go for a meal tomorrow night? Drink some beer?" Nie Mingxian asked.

Fang Ziye looked seriously at Nie Mingxian, then flipped through his pocket; in a super large bag, there were only two large bottles of "Oolong Tea"?

"Brother Xian, are you making it official?"

"Quite charming, won it in less than a month." Fang Ziye said with a smile.

The other things in the big bag must have all been sent to the next door; even if Liu Guo wasn't at work, with Nie Mingxian's wisdom, as long as he put his mind to it, he would know which cabinet belonging to Liu Guo to put those things in.

"What 'won it,' we just became friends; I still haven't figured out what to do about it."

"I must return to Jingdu; you have to finish school before falling in love. You can get married first, but even after marriage, you still have to finish the books you're studying."

"Quite worrying."

"Oh no!" Nie Mingxian waved his hand in front of Fang Ziye's vision: "Don't play me; our eight characters haven't even had a single stroke yet."

"He's a bit mindful that I have an ex-girlfriend, and also mindful that my previous relationship lasted a bit long, afraid I can't get over it and treat her as a substitute."

Fang Ziye spread his hands: "Brother Xian, if you need it, you can ask Brother Qi for help. His experience is richer."

Nie Mingxian said upon hearing this: "Don't mention your Brother Qi; the trouble he provoked this time is quite big, he showed off his cleverness and kicked the horse's leg, and the horse is still awake."

"If this kick lands, even if not crippled, he'll have to behave for a while."

"Wasn't he trying to tie you down before, so he thought of sending good things to our place; so to speak, the appearance of that thing at Zhongnan Hospital is to some extent his suggestion."

"Now the whole project has been called off, should I still consult him?" Nie Mingxian said.

Fang Ziye: "..."

Then this old account book has been flipped open quite a bit.

It seems the Enshi Sanatorium attaches great importance to the research project of functional reconstruction and Mangled Extremity treatment.

That makes sense; there are too many people with hemiplegia or poor function in Eastern Han. Not to mention starting at the hundred-million level, at least fifty million people's functions are weaker than their peers.

And because of these functional deficiencies, they either fail to chase their dreams, or are bound in paralysis, or other various problems...

For those with money and power, they are not afraid that a surgery or treatment is expensive, just afraid they can't find the corresponding treatment method.

Now suddenly hearing that such a thing exists, and a precedent has even been set, why wouldn't they try to get it by their side?

Do they still have to run a trip themselves?

After a long time, their thinking mode would probably not think of coming to find Fang Ziye, but think of Fang Ziye going to find them, and then serving them!

"Then let it be fate."

"Brother Xian. I definitely can't give you more suitable suggestions." Fang Ziye said.

"Mm, I'm actually also thinking of struggling it out myself."

"Choices persuaded by others and impulsiveness, those aren't called love." Nie Mingxian signaled Fang Ziye to sit down.

Fang Ziye said upon hearing this: "Brother Xian, but choices after deep consideration, exploring paths with foresight, observing a person from all angles, this isn't love either; at most it's just compatibility."

Fang Ziye's feeling for Luo Tingzhu came from getting along for a while; not asking about her family background, not asking about anything else, just wanting her to look good.

He chased after him to the Magic Capital.

Nie Mingxian hesitated and said, "Didn't you say you don't understand?"

Eager to try.

"I've been single since birth for so many years that I don't really know how to fall in love either, Brother Xian, believe me if you want." While delivering heat to Nie Mingxian, Fang Ziye also transformed into a Summer Resort, telling Nie Mingxian not to be too impulsive.

What he had in mind was still Liu Huanglong, that large Summer Resort.

He could finally start working on his clinical project properly and earn Knowledge Points...

(Chapter End)