Chapter 446

The next day, at 8:19 AM, Fang Ziye led the way, followed by Nie Mingxian and the other person wearing white coats; after they pushed open the Trauma Surgery doctor's office door, the sounds that had been drifting into their ears came to an abrupt halt.

Fang Ziye met dozens of gazes slanting from various angles; after slowly pushing the door open to a wider angle, he stepped sideways inside, watching as Nie Mingxian stood against the wall like an "unworldly expert," then Fang Ziye also squeezed into the crowd of doctors.

From the corner of his eye watching more and more gazes withdraw from around him, Fang Ziye's main focus looked at Liu Huanglong.

Long face, coarse nose, small eyes, broken eyebrows — the eight-character phrase naturally burst forth in his mind.

"Ziye, sit." Liu Huanglong took the initiative to break the silence in the office, extending his left hand to signal Fang Ziye to sit in the rearmost position among the physician seats.

After Han Yuanxiao, Deng Yong, and Zhang Zixi left, two chairs were freed up; although Fang Ziye was not an attending physician, as a hospital physician he now had a seat for the handover.

The several junior trainees ahead of him shifted sideways to make way for a passage; Fang Ziye then no longer stood on ceremony, walking forward while apologizing and explaining:

"Director Liu, at 7:52, while I was on duty I happened to encounter an emergency patient; only after I finished handling their preoperative consultation documents did I have time to rush back."

"The patient's condition did not require entering the operating room; Wang Yuanqi and Jin Hongzhou, who came to take over the shift, have already received and handled them……"

After Fang Ziye finished explaining, he sat down on half his buttocks, sitting bolt upright.

Han Yuanxiao listened but did not reply; instead he looked at Associate Professor Chen Fang and spoke: "Professor Chen, the concern you just raised, I have also given it some thought."

"Director Han and Director Deng being arranged out of Trauma Surgery was an adjustment arranged by Orthopedics Director Du. Director Du being able to make such an arrangement is trust in Professor Chen, Professor Peng, and our Professor Yuan, the three of you."

"Since Director Du believes you can all lead the groups well, the three professors should not belittle yourselves; this topic, we'll discuss in detail privately after the handover."

"Now I'll say a bit about our department's work plan." After Liu Huanglong finished speaking, he flipped the document in his hand and placed it at the very bottom of the document pile.

Taking over Trauma Surgery for the first time, the work deployments Liu Huanglong had to make were naturally not just one or two; a good memory is no match for a bad pen; Liu Huanglong had just assumed office and still had to deploy a few things.

"First, the Nursing Department's personnel scheduling authority does not fall under our Orthopedics jurisdiction, but I will continuously propose to the Nursing Department, Medical Affairs Office, and Personnel Department to gradually replace our department's nurse-level and above staff."

"It is continuously, not once. Don't ask me why. If there are any issues, negotiate directly with the Nursing Department!"

"I'm not afraid of offending people either!" Liu Huanglong's single extremely overbearing sentence directly suppressed the discontent of the Head Nurse and others.

Liu Huanglong is going to use heavy-handed measures.

The Ward Director cannot dispose of all nursing staff, but the Ward Director has personnel suggestion rights; because of previous incidents, Liu Huanglong requested replacement of all nurse-level nursing staff, and even the Nursing Department had to include it in their consideration scope.

If they can't be replaced all at once, then replace them gradually.

"Second, all medical staff in our department will not interfere with our department's nursing work, but will give nursing staff certain suggestions, and will also collect suggestions from our department's nursing staff, strengthening communication between both sides."

"Mutual exchange, understanding each other's difficulties." Liu Huanglong said.

Next to Liu Huanglong, Head Nurse Liu Suning brushed her bangs, expressionlessly opening her mouth: "Director Liu, regarding the previous incidents in the department, I am guilty of lax supervision."

"But the hospital's handling of Liang Hui and me is justified; however Director Liu, your words just now carry the suspicion of tarred everyone with the same brush."

"The other people in our Nursing Department are all still diligent and conscientious, and most are Trauma Surgery specialty nurses; their professional ability and professional competence are beyond reproach……"

Liu Huanglong then asked: "So, Head Nurse, is our department's Nursing Director for the afternoon shift forever just Nurse Liang Hui alone?"

Liu Suning stopped speaking, merely removing her mask to reveal a long melon-seed face; her skin was maintained quite well, she pursed her lips with a frosty expression, and no longer responded.

"Third point, regarding our department's visiting doctors. Our Trauma Surgery visiting doctors currently in visiting status may continue to follow their mentors. Subsequent visiting procedures will be jointly discussed for quotas by our Trauma Surgery and the Medical Affairs Department."

"Aiming to let more visiting doctors learn more knowledge and techniques; correspondingly, the visiting doctors' 'permissions' must be raised; I personally feel visiting doctors' functions should be on par with our department's doctoral students." After Liu Huanglong finished speaking, he looked at the three visiting doctors.

"Three visiting brothers, what thoughts and opinions do you have?"

Fang Ziye also tilted his head over, seeing the three people's faces each light up with joy; one of them hurriedly asked: "Director Liu, then do we also not have to manage beds?"

"Sure, as long as you can pass our hospital's doctoral theory exam, you can not manage beds."

"If you don't pass, your future operation opportunities will be reduced by half; anyone applying?" Liu Huanglong asked neither confirming nor denying.

Every visiting doctor will say they came to learn techniques, not to be coolies.

Indeed, visiting doctors are mostly the pillars of lower-level hospitals; their techniques and theories are relatively proficient; coming to Zhongnan Hospital, their favorite thing is to not manage beds and only learn.

But on what grounds? Just because they paid visiting tuition?

Master's and doctoral students don't study for free either; if they can't get scholarships, they're still self-funded, and tuition isn't cheap either.

Then can Master's and doctoral students not undertake department tasks, like Master's managing beds, doctoral students being follow-up residents?

"Comparing operations is fine, comparing theory can't compare." The person called Wang Liang retreated dejectedly.

"Comparing operations is also fine, you and —." Liu Huanglong turned around, moving his gaze onto Xiong Jinhuan: "You guys compare with Jinhuan; video as evidence; if you're comprehensively more outstanding than him, you can also not manage beds."

The other party fell silent again.

Liu Huanglong then said: "Giving you bed management isn't simply to make you do work; more importantly, it's to let you comprehensively participate in our department's entire diagnosis and treatment process."

"Treatment isn't only surgery; preoperative and postoperative, some detailed issues during bed management, you must personally experience."

Wang Liang's claim that comparing operations is fine — that's compared to ordinary PhD Year 1 and PhD Year 2 doctoral students; compared to outstanding doctoral students like Xiong Jinhuan, or even slightly more talented ones like Wang Yuanqi, they really might not measure up.

A person who's worked six or seven years 'bullying' a few ordinary doctoral students — what kind of skill is that?

"Fourth point, regarding the Outpatient Clinic elective patient admission sequencing issue." Liu Huanglong spoke while slapping the table.

"In the past, our ward's admission sequencing was handled by the Nursing Department, but starting today, this task is handed over to our department's doctoral students to manage."

"Mainly Li Yuanpei will be responsible. I don't care whose phone calls you took before, or which side's acquaintance recommendations you accepted?"

"For the current wave of patients already admitted to the hospital I won't say anything. You handle the subsequent patients' appeasement work yourselves; I'm not responsible for handling it."

Head Nurse Liu Suning, hearing this, stared in surprise and tilted her head, looking at Liu Huanglong.

"Director Liu, what do you mean by this?" Liu Suning's brows furrowed tightly, her face skin began to twitch, her chin gently bulging from swallowing saliva.

"It's exactly what I said."

"The hospital trusts me, giving me the Trauma Surgery Administrative Director position; I have the right to be responsible for the ward, for the patients seen in the department."

"The admission appointment sequencing system is one of the basic systems our hospital has executed for many years; except for emergencies, admission sequence follows queue order, period."

Liu Huanglong immediately looked at Li Yuanpei: "Yuanpei, what you can't resolve, hand directly to me; what I can't resolve, we report directly upward."

"If this procedure is once reversed, then it's anything goes."

"Because starting now, I will apply for a personal account online to do science popularization."

Liu Huanglong mentioned this lightly, but this one sentence directly made the gazes of Yuan Weihong and others flash.

Applying for a personal account online to do science popularization — what relationship does that have with this procedure?

There might still be some connection to it.

If Liu Huanglong could share the registration queue numbers online every day, and popularize some knowledge while at it, attracting a certain number of followers, then with such a procedure in place, anyone wanting to play tricks on this procedure would have to think carefully about it.

Moreover, there's no way for an ordinary person to stop Liu Huanglong from establishing a personal science popularization account.

A science popularization account, popularizing common orthopedic knowledge for the vast number of netizens, what's wrong with that?

In the doctor's office, it instantly fell deathly silent.

Liu Suning and the two nurses' expressions were slightly ugly, but with so many people present, they couldn't flare up.

"Fifth point, regarding the issue of emergency surgeries."

"According to the department's work arrangement, currently our Trauma Surgery's Trauma Center clinic attending doctors and surgical staff are relatively sufficient, therefore, our Trauma Surgery's Chief Resident will not undertake direct-line emergency surgery tasks."

"Regular surgery second assistant, but after the Emergency Trauma Center chief surgeon takes the lead and encounters another emergency surgery, the Chief Resident surgery second assistant takes over at the first time. If both chief and second assistant are at the operating table, our department's second-string team takes the lead, and so on..."

"Regarding emergency surgery assistant personnel, the emergency surgery shift scheduling issue, is assigned to Chief Resident Doctor Fang Ziye to arrange. Must produce a plan by today."

Liu Huanglong looked up: "Ziye, manage your own time well. Also the department's intern teaching discussions, teaching ward rounds matters, also need to be arranged, don't get caught by the Clinical College's teaching office, that would be very troublesome."

"Okay, Director Liu." Fang Ziye placed both hands flat on the table, his originally fixed gaze on the tabletop turning toward Liu Huanglong, smiling in reply.

"Sixth point, regarding the issue of elective surgeries."

Liu Huanglong spoke to here, raised his head: "Everyone should have already seen July's duty roster. In the duty roster, attending physicians and resident physicians are shared."

"Therefore, I will personally participate in all the department's surgeries with Ziye as much as possible, I'll take the lead."

"But I hope, each group's Group Leader Professor, when arranging surgeries, pay attention to surgery volume and surgery duration as much as possible, don't schedule too many surgeries in one day. Two to four tables is best."

"If there are mangled extremity surgeries or functional reconstruction surgeries, pay attention to arranging this group's members for split-station surgeries."

"Functional reconstruction surgery will be an important disease type transformation in the department starting from July."

"Therefore, these cases, from admission, to preoperative preparation, to surgery, to postoperative medication, postoperative care, postoperative rehabilitation, etc., must form standardized plans as soon as possible."

"These plans, I've already sent to each Group Leader Professor, please familiarize yourselves as soon as possible."

"If there's anything you don't understand, directly contact the on-duty Chief Resident Doctor Fang Ziye, Doctor Fang Ziye is responsible for daily various difficult and complex cases, Chief Resident after all, is responsible for this."

Fang Ziye lifted his eyelids, once again seeing everyone's gazes converging from all directions, eyes and expressions varying.

But this time, Fang Ziye wasn't nervous, instead there was a kind of composure, and also a certain pressure.

Mangled extremity limb salvage surgery, mangled extremity postoperative functional reconstruction surgery, finally are about to formally begin large-scale rollout in clinical practice.

And for such a rollout, the hospital and Orthopedics even dispatched both Deng Yong and Han Yuanxiao to 'Hand Surgery'.

Fang Ziye also finally felt a certain pressure on himself.

Two issues, one is surgery quality issue, whether postoperative patients can recover well, whether they can make patients satisfied as much as possible.

Second issue, surgery volume issue.

The department's surgery volume, the department's performance, whether it can be enough for so many people in the department to eat, whether it will affect everyone's salary.

Setting aside realistic treatment to talk about contribution and dreams, is just being a rogue.

The hospital staff's 'differential salary', public hospital's 'self-financing', destine doctors to, on the basis of paying attention to departmental medical quality, also realize this volume issue.

If it were full establishment quota, then fine, doesn't matter if patients are many or few, just need to meticulously treat all admitted patients well.

But if you lead people and let others not eat their fill, let others' children unable to afford tuition, or a month's income is only that little, then why the hell would others work with you.

"Seventh point, regarding the issue of surgery direction."

"Temporary fixation, Professor Chen Fang's group currently responsible for lower limb mangled extremity emergency disease types, Professor Peng Long's group, responsible for functional reconstruction surgery, Professor Yuan's group, try to admit some upper limb salvage surgeries, functional reconstruction surgeries and replantation surgeries transformation."

"Currently proposed, department's weekly total surgeries to carry out at least around five to seven tables! Does anyone have any opinions?" Liu Huanglong asked.

No one dared answer, Yuan Weihong and others nodded.

Instead Head Nurse Liu Suning raised her hand: "Director Liu, previously the department assigned us the elective patient admission issue, we've already adjusted the admission sequence numbers of scheduled patients."

"Why still need to readjust? You doing this, isn't it a bit disrespectful to our labor achievements?"

"This task, wasn't something we actively requested, was arranged by the previous attending physician."

"No merit, but there's hard work."

"Director Liu you say take away and take away, it's a bit too unfeeling." Liu Suning relatively implicitly expressed her demands.

Liu Huanglong and Zhongnan Hospital's Nursing Department have no emotional entanglements, tilted head stood up directly saying: "Head Nurse, the sentiment you speak of, is sentiment between me and you personally, or what sentiment?"

"You'd better express clearly."

"Is it that in the future, our department's admission certificates, are all handled by you, we just do surgeries, don't need to sit clinic, Emergency Trauma Center emergency clinic directly abolished, okay?"

If Liu Suning found Liu Huanglong privately to talk properly, perhaps Liu Huanglong wouldn't have spoken so harshly.

But Liu Suning directly attacked the heart, publicly criticized Liu Huanglong's faults, Liu Huanglong also isn't someone who fears trouble.

Liu Huanglong immediately looked at Li Yuanpei saying: "Yuanpei, you take today's proposed admission patients' sequence numbers and re-sort, then call to notify again."

"My words are placed here, today whoever doesn't process admission procedures for readjusted patients, I'll f***ing make you unable to survive in the medical industry."

"Don't play tricks with me, the tricks I know are no fewer than yours."

"Of course, I also don't like being used as a pawn." After warning Liu Suning and others, Liu Huanglong domineeringly stood up and walked a few steps.

"Handover ends here, everyone hurry up and go on ward rounds."

"Fang Ziye, you Monday Thursday follow Professor Yuan's group on ward rounds, Sunday Tuesday follow Professor Chen's group on ward rounds, Wednesday Friday follow Professor Peng's group on ward rounds." Liu Huanglong instructed.

"Others go on ward rounds, Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian you two come with me to the office."

Liu Huanglong finished speaking, walked straight out of the office, not responsible for anyone's complex emotional cleanup work.

Yuan Weihong, Chen Fang, Peng Long three people looked at each other for a while, then immediately serious expressions broke into smiles, leading people to ward rounds.

Nursing Department's young nurses all walked out of the doctor's office back to the nursing duty area, several nurses then looked at the Head Nurse, then stood up.

Following Liu Suning slowly walked to the Head Nurse's office, once the door closed, one of them immediately looked panicked: "Sister Ning, what do we do now?"

"We previously agreed to so many phone calls, Liu Huanglong he directly removed our elective patient admission sequencing authority."

This sentiment thing, sold well it's sentiment, sold badly it's offending people.

"I'll think of another way. For those not yet scheduled, we can call and explain. But for those already scheduled, we must find a way to resolve it."

Liu Suning ran a hand through her hair, revealing her broad forehead, her eyes scrunching into triangles, and craning her neck asked, "Do you people have any idea what Liu Huanglong's background actually is?"

"Don't know the specifics. What's known on the surface is that he's a professor, a Distinguished Youth recipient, and has an Academician for a father-in-law. Very solid backing."

"Ordinary people don't want to cross him. People in the industry don't want to cross him either. It's just that this person is a bit hateful — how can he be like this? How are we supposed to account for our work…"

……

In the Director's Office, after Liu Huanglong entered, he spun two circles on the office chair. Watching Fang Ziye close the door, he only then smiled and dropped his guard.

"Never thought I'd get an office like this at PUMCH, but coming to Zhongnan I get to enjoy it in advance."

"Tonight, I'm treating the two of you to a meal. Let's go eat something good." Liu Huanglong was quite happy.

He came to Zhongnan, definitely not for a promotion.

But what was that saying? Your family has ten thousand strings of cash, but you can pick up money just by walking. Ten or twenty yuan doesn't matter — it's the thrill of icing on the cake, not how much the money is.

Nie Mingxian then asked in a low voice, "Teacher Liu, why did you flare up so big this morning? You just took office and you're confronting the Head Nurse like this — isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

"Mingxian, you don't know what tone she used on the phone with me last night. I only recorded a small part."

"Let you two have a listen." Liu Huanglong had kept an ace up his sleeve. Finishing his words, he opened the recording in the chat window — should have been recorded on another phone.

After Liu Huanglong hit play, Head Nurse Liu Suning's voice pierced into Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian's ear canals, resonating with their eardrums.

Liu Suning's voice was extremely domineering: "Director Liu, you and I are at least clansmen. Monk face, Buddha face. I've spoken nicely and you don't believe me?"

"The Nursing Department's work responsibilities — you think you can just take them whenever you want? Then all our hard work for so long, how come you didn't take them then?" Liu Suning retorted.

"Back then I wasn't the Director. If you had issues, you could go talk to Director Han and Director Deng."

"Now I am the Director. I know this will be very hard on our department's nurses, so I'm taking it back myself?" Liu Huanglong's tone was calm, but his voice stern, allowing no negotiation.

"I don't care. The previous Directors represented your doctors' team too. You equally represent your doctors' team. Whatever you want to hand to us, you hand over. Whatever you want to take back, you take back?"

"Where's there such a simple thing? Our Nursing Department isn't a garbage dump."

"Director Liu, I'm discussing a queue-jumping matter with you — how is it that difficult? You don't say, I don't say — who else would know?"

"This is a necessary adjustment, right?"

"The reason I gave you a heads-up?" Liu Suning started persuading Liu Huanglong.

"Head Nurse, what I need to tell you is: today, the person you need to give a heads-up to isn't me. It's Director Han Yuanxiao. He's still the Director of Trauma Surgery. You need to give him a heads-up."

"Of course, tomorrow you don't need to give me a heads-up either. I will absolutely take back the patient admission sequencing and conduct a re-shoot. If you have any opinions, you can go to the Hospital Director's Office or the Medical Affairs Office to sue me. You can even report through the Nursing Department."

"I don't care! You know…"

Hearing this, Liu Huanglong actively ended the playback. Estimated the later content was more sensitive, not suitable for the two students to hear.

Seeing Liu Huanglong put his phone away and straighten his crossed Erlang legs, Fang Ziye asked curiously, "Teacher Liu, does the Head Nurse still skim off the top through this admission sequencing?"

Fang Ziye didn't continue — not because he was interrupted, but he stopped himself there.

Nie Mingxian said upon hearing this: "If I'm not mistaken, this batch of admitted patients — each one is either rich or noble. Then they all start pulling strings. From the admission procedures' front and back issues, they've all started flexing their might."

Liu Huanglong nodded: "More or less that's the idea. So I must take this permission back, otherwise it'll be a mess."

"Our ward is currently in the clinical trial phase. It's unsuitable for some very well-off patients to come for treatment. Because once a problem arises, although they can't win the lawsuit, I'm just afraid they'll pester us to death."

"With these people's economic capability, dragging a lawsuit for several years or ten years is no problem. I'm not willing to spend every day in court afterwards."

"Therefore, prioritizing the common people is the safest."

"No one can guarantee that early clinical trials won't have a single problem."

Speaking to this, Liu Huanglong placed both hands on his chest, his whole person straightening: "And our common people friends — their tolerance for imperfection is actually the strongest. As long as they can keep their leg, leaving some minor issues — say numbness, pain, or a limp — they more purely only think of your good."

"The more well-off the family, the more willing they are to treat medical care as a fair transaction. I pay you the highest price, you give me the best service. Fair and equal!"

"Some mature techniques can be relatively equal, we can be confident. But mangled extremity limb salvage surgeries, functional reconstruction surgeries, etc. — can't guarantee the details."

"But we can guarantee the general direction. Such a general direction cannot let patients discharge perfectly, but can greatly benefit their lives. This is the meaning of what we do."

"Prioritize the common people first."

Nie Mingxian's gaze locked, he drooped his head, moved to beside the wall, and muttered a few sentences in a low voice.

Although Fang Ziye didn't hear Nie Mingxian's content clearly, tilting his head to see Nie Mingxian bow his head in contemplation, eyes occasionally blinking rapidly, occasionally slowly rippling — this interwoven scene let him guess what he said.

Being a doctor in Jingdu is hard.

"Professor Liu, your consideration is correct. I personally think the same. For this kind of uncertain technique, early on it's best to encounter what you encounter and operate on whoever you encounter." Fang Ziye said.

"So, the admission sequencing permission — we must take it back. If we don't pay attention to these details, our research project will very likely collapse."

"I've mentioned this kind of problem before."

"Alright, let's not talk about before."

Liu Huanglong continued: "Ziye, guess why your Master Deng Yong and Han Yuanxiao — why both of them got sent next door?"

Fang Ziye immediately lowered his head slightly.

This matter was more or less related to him. It was he who sent a message to Huang Kai, and then Huang Kai sent it to Enshi Yangyuan.

Seeing Fang Ziye not answer, Liu Huanglong added: "People are all afraid of death."

"When procedures cannot be just and fair, the justice and fairness of results will be doubted."

"The medical industry is still the same. You say, before the department could have all sorts of messy charges thrown at it — won't that happen in the future too?"

"Whatever drugs get brought in, under patients' ignorance, they'll be used on the later ones too."

"Want to use them as test subjects — absolutely impossible."

"Never mind that Han Yuanxiao and your Master would be dismissed. Even a Vice President dismissed — if you have similar incidents, you'll have to walk for me."

Liu Huanglong continued: "Patients coming from Enshi Yangyuan — every single one must be treated with caution. Must not let them discover any shenanigans in here. Once discovered, we're in danger… don't look at me."

"I don't have experience either. But my father-in-law entered the Health Care Group. Some people's health care tasks in Han City — he followed the whole process."

Nie Mingxian and Fang Ziye heard this and had a sudden realization.

Fang Ziye's eyes widened: "Good thing we have you, Teacher Liu."

He thought to himself, so that's how it is.

Fang Ziye was saying, how come just saying one sentence to Huang Kai caused such a big commotion? It turns out they weren't doing it for me, Fang Ziye, but for their own safety.

Uncertain safety factors, walk away, all of them!

Liu Huanglong pointed at Fang Ziye upon hearing this and said: "What do you mean 'good thing I'm here'? It should be 'good thing you're here'! ~"

"Do you know why the people from Enshi Yangyuan are willing to transfer from Enshi to Zhongnan Hospital in Han City?"

"It's not for me, and it's not for the high-ranking official ward here. It's for you, Fang Ziye."

"They say you are a very pure person."

"Pure in character, pure in technique, worthy of trust."

After Liu Huanglong finished speaking, he started cursing: "Motherfucker, these twelve words, damn it, are enough for you to muddle your way up to Professor Level and beyond. No, even further."

"How come no one has ever described me like that?"

You have to know, the people currently in the Enshi Yangyuan Project aren't just 'patients' and 'recuperators'; there are many other staff members as well.

Once Fang Ziye's name entered their ears and left an impression, basically they'd bring him up the moment they saw the name.

No need for outsiders to specially say hello anymore!

Fang Ziye seriously watched Liu Huanglong's jealousy last only a few seconds. After confirming Liu Huanglong's "purple" face had returned to normal, Fang Ziye said: "Teacher Liu, I personally feel I'm still a relatively pure person."

"Of course, Teacher Liu and Brother Xian, the two of you are too."

"Brother Xian, regarding mangled extremity treatment, from theory to classification extent, to standard preoperative examination results and corresponding specialty basic skills, I've pretty much organized it all."

"Currently still cross-checking. My meaning is, Teacher Liu and Brother Xian, help me cross-check it too?"

"My first batch was only sent to the small sect and Teacher Deng." Fang Ziye invited in a soft voice.

The promotion and advancement of new surgical technique achievements, theory comes first.

Without theory paving the way, everything is in vain.

Even if it's erroneous theory leading the way, that's still theory paving the way, then constantly correcting back to the proper path.

Nie Mingxian had objections after hearing this: "Ziye, how can you be so unfair?"

"After organizing such good stuff, you don't send it to me first? Do I not count as your most genuine fan?"

"Debridement technique I was first, right? Suturing technique I was first to get entry level, right? Incision technique, tendon suturing technique."

"Except for nerve suturing technique being snatched away first by Lan Tianluo, which one did I fall behind on?"

Liu Huanglong also nodded: "Unfair, completely unfair. Nie Mingxian, you didn't make a good friend here."

"Or rather, the feelings aren't in place."

Then tilting his head, he roared feigned anger at Fang Ziye: "Why don't you send it quick? Using it as bait to fish?"

Liu Huanglong's long face like a horse, when cursing his short eyebrows knit together, small eyes, thick nose — that's the living embodiment of the character 'jiong'.

Nie Mingxian's resentful gaze paired with his round head and sloping forehead, both piercing into Fang Ziye's vision. Fang Ziye smiled faintly: "Brother Xian, I was on duty with you yesterday. What would I want with your hair?"

The right corner of Liu Huanglong's mouth twitched: "Hmph, hmph..."

Fang Ziye didn't see anger on Nie Mingxian and Liu Huanglong's faces, only saw two sincere scholars. Tilting his head again, the Internal Medicine Building outside the window seemed to vanish in an instant, replaced by a sky-high avenue and a thriving distance.

Scorching sun and fine rain taking turns irrigating...

(Chapter End)