Chapter 450

"Why did you delete a friend?" Fang Ziye held two Pudding Ice Creams, walking from the Living Room to the Bedside, and discovered Luo Tingzhu deleting friends.

After Luo Tingzhu deleted the fifth one, she reached out to take the ice cream, and after taking it, while opening the wrapper she said: "When adding friends, the reasons they find are either discussing Academic matters, or discussing Learning."

"These are fine, but if they ask about private matters, they are generally deleted." Luo Tingzhu replied, and just happened to stuff the Pudding into her mouth.

Holding the Mobile Phone single-handedly again, she took the ice cream held in her mouth, tilted her head and asked in a soft voice: "Senior Brother, are you still coming Up?"

Luo Tingzhu's eyes held a bit of Expectation, but also mixed with Fear. And Fang Ziye also captured her effort to force open her own exterior.

Fang Ziye didn't know if Luo Tingzhu had an implication beyond words, but her words explained her Connections source very well for Fang Ziye.

A girl, a girl with a very ordinary family background, wanting to know more people, you always need some capital.

Beauty is also a kind of capital, otherwise, why would others become your friends, why do you have such broad information sources?

Before knowing Fang Ziye, she used this form to expand her Connections; after knowing Fang Ziye, Luo Tingzhu was still the same.

It's just that before, Luo Tingzhu had never explained this so Meticulously like today.

Fang Ziye saw through it but didn't point it out, asking: "You want me to come Up?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingzhu immediately shifted in another direction, lowered her head to look, then looked at Fang Ziye and said: "I don't know if you're coming or not either?"

"In a bit the ice cream will fall on the Blanket, you sit on the side and eat, I'll go Buy Vegetables first. When I come back I'll rest for a bit." Fang Ziye shook his head and said.

"Oh, okay." After Luo Tingzhu finished speaking, both legs hooked up simultaneously, then rotated ninety degrees, slowly shifting to sit horizontally by the Bedside, looking like a Simpleton who didn't know how to conduct herself now.

Fang Ziye seriously thought for a moment, and didn't deeply Consider the matter of whether he should go out to Buy Vegetables anymore.

Originally he wanted to go out to eat a bit, stroll a bit, but perhaps last night's whipping, plus this morning's forcing himself to go to work, had already made Luo Tingzhu truly Tired.

After Fang Ziye bought Spare Ribs, Beef Tripe, Green Beans, Soybeans, Broccoli, and Lettuce from the Vegetable Market and opened the door, Fang Ziye discovered Luo Tingzhu was actually sitting in the Study, and was at the Computer lightly "typing".

Fang Ziye didn't put the vegetables in the Refrigerator first, walked straight in: "Still writing a paper? You rest a bit?"

"I want to sleep in a bit." Luo Tingzhu turned her head, then after Editing two more Words, she habitually stretched her feet to find Shoes.

Her scallion-white little feet quickly burrowed into the pink Slippers; this is a habit of Luo Tingzhu's, as long as she wears Slippers at Home, no matter where she sits, as long as no one is there, her little feet will restlessly worm out of the shoes.

But if in front of people, she would control it.

Luo Tingzhu was currently wearing a snap-style one-piece 'Undergarment', so there was no opportunity for Fang Ziye to feast his eyes.

Fang Ziye put the greens and Green Beans by the Kitchen sink outside the Refrigerator, threw the Beef Tripe and Spare Ribs into the Refrigerator, quickly washed his hands, then directly circled around Luo Tingzhu once at her side.

Head reaching the Pillow, he then exclaimed: "The feeling of a nap is really Comfortable, I don't even remember when the last time I took a nap was."

Luo Tingzhu slanted her body to put down the Mobile Phone, just thinking of going to Comfort "Senior Brother", but she felt a pair of salty pig hands had appeared under her armpit at some unknown time.

"Eh..."

These hands were very strong; with Luo Tingzhu's one hundred eight or nine jin fluctuating weight, it was completely not enough for him to 'make'.

Luo Tingzhu was forcibly hugged into Fang Ziye's arms, and Luo Tingzhu didn't dare struggle too much.

Actually, before there was someone sleeping at her side, but for several months there was no one again, Fang Ziye returned again, she went from being used to it to not used to it, and had to slowly get used to it again, there was a sense of Strangeness.

Since she couldn't resist, Luo Tingzhu simply found a relatively Comfortable position; obviously Fang Ziye's deltoids and Biceps Brachii were very comfortable Pillows.

Only, Luo Tingzhu had just found a good position when she heard light Snoring actually sound by her ear.

Luo Tingzhu felt Heartache while also feeling a bit ridiculous; at this moment, she actually hoped Fang Ziye would accompany her talking a bit more. Anything was fine, even watching a movie would do.

Fang Ziye just slept like this, even if Luo Tingzhu was so intellectual, she couldn't help but have the words "lust venting tool" run out from the depths of her heart.

Of course, Luo Tingzhu also knew about Fang Ziye's tiredness.

Fang Ziye was even more Tired than her, Luo Tingzhu.

This kind of Heartache stemmed from IQ and Emotion control, not instinct, so at this moment, Luo Tingzhu also silently self-reflected in her heart.

Afterwards, Luo Tingzhu, who temporarily still had no sleepiness, began to Observe Fang Ziye.

Observed for twenty minutes, Luo Tingzhu Summarized three points.

First point, a little handsome, or medium handsome, not the type to be 'Wu Yanzu' just by being thrown into a crowd.

Second point, very hardworking, fighting harder than even herself. This point is one of the most desperate people Luo Tingzhu has encountered in so many years.

Or perhaps it's Luo Tingzhu's own Luck is bad; the 'strivers' she encountered before either had ulterior motives, or were just putting on a show.

Looking closely, from Details one can feel that their efforts are all Fake, just a method and Tool.

And what is Fang Ziye's effort?

Working overtime in the Laboratory.

This kind of effort, on one hand subverted Luo Tingzhu's cognition, on the other hand seeing Fang Ziye like a diligent bee, directly attracted Luo Tingzhu's Curiosity.

Moreover, in this Long Period, Fang Ziye hadn't had any other Topics with her, even Fang Ziye explicitly stated —

"My Master's Research Project funds here aren't that plentiful, my Fellow Trainees might not even get to use them, so I must use these funds well.

But you can use some Experimental Reagents.

At that time, Fang Ziye's eyes had no women, only Partners and Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters.

Well-known, once you're pasted with Senior Sister Junior Sister Labels, that's iron brothers, not much gender distinction...

At that time, Luo Tingzhu, learning her 'half-brother' actually gave up his original major for dual Doctorates in Math and Computer Science to come to Zhongnan Hospital as a 'Resident Physician', was very soft-hearted, and also very boldly retreated a step and advanced a step.

Retreating a step was wanting to continue understanding if that little brat who hurt her back then had really changed his nature, advancing a step was actively Approaching.

Since leaving Hometown, Luo Tingzhu has already gone too long, too long without experiencing that kind of emotion requiring no defense.

What is called emotion requiring no defense?

Only one point, family affection.

Excluding special case Weirdos.

General family affection is a Harbor you can rely on without any scruples, a shelter you can retreat to Anytime.

After Grandma passed away, Luo Tingzhu felt she was drifting.

Third point, Excellent enough.

Actually, this point Luo Tingzhu originally didn't care that much. When she met Fang Ziye, Fang Ziye was still just a Potential Stock; what Accumulation could that time's Fang Ziye talk about.

There wasn't much sci, clinical operation was just so-so, only slightly better than himself.

Before going overseas last year, Fang Ziye's research project hadn't even been finished yet, and he hadn't gone down to Enshi...

Luo Tingzhu even thought that if she had met the current Fang Ziye back then, she probably wouldn't dare approach Fang Ziye, because she feared she could never understand Fang Ziye, so she avoided him and withdrew.

But Fang Ziye at that time was just right.

It was just that Fang Ziye's progress was too fast; now Luo Tingzhu only felt slightly surprised.

With complicated thoughts, Luo Tingzhu also felt sleepy coming on; she shifted her right ear, then carefully smoothed her hair, and after that Luo Tingzhu found a suitable position and narrowed her eyes.

Then her left hand carefully reached forward, crossed the strangeness directly to Fang Ziye's other armpit, and after feeling she had hugged a large piece for a while, she slept a bit more peacefully.

Girls all need a sense of security, Luo Tingzhu was no exception...

After Fang Ziye woke up, the prickling numbness in his left arm startled his cerebral cortex; waves of numbness mixed with needle-prick sensations surged and wandered in his left hand, causing Fang Ziye to involuntarily curl his lips.

After turning his head, he saw Luo Tingzhu like an octopus; not only did her left hand clutch him tightly, but her legs also stretched over.

The strength of the quadriceps was greater than the biceps brachii and biceps brachii, so his legs didn't feel numb.

After Fang Ziye clenched his left hand into a fist twice, the stabbing pain actually intensified quite a bit.

Fang Ziye shifted his body slightly to the left and moved his arm's position a bit.

But just with this little movement, after Luo Tingzhu opened her eyelids, she gave Fang Ziye a pair of tadpole-like, lively eyes at close range.

Upper and lower eyelashes floated up and down before his eyes like brushes; after Luo Tingzhu blinked twice, she tilted her neck to let Fang Ziye pull his arm out.

Of course, Fang Ziye didn't move far away; he just shifted a distance above Luo Tingzhu's head, letting Luo Tingzhu rest her head on the pillow.

Luo Tingzhu turned on her side to grab her mobile phone, and after opening the mobile phone screen, she softly exclaimed: "It's already five forty-something! ~"

"I don't know either, but this time is still okay."

"Do you want to keep resting for a while, and I'll cook?" Fang Ziye suggested.

Luo Tingzhu decisively shook her head: "Then I'll go instead, you wash the dishes..."

Luo Tingzhu preferred her own cooking skills; Fang Ziye's cooking could only be described as edible, but Luo Tingzhu had truly learned cooking skills from her grandma.

Men and women working together makes the work not tiring.

At exactly seven o'clock, the two of them had prepared four dishes.

After Luo Tingzhu took off her apron, washed her hands, and sat opposite Fang Ziye, she wiped her hands with a tissue while saying: "Senior Brother, I want to tell you some good news."

"Hmm? What is it?" Fang Ziye thought Luo Tingzhu was going to talk about separate anesthesia.

"Lan Tianluo found a new mirna through gene sequencing analysis; it seems this mirna is unique to osteosarcoma."

"We haven't found its presence in chondrosarcoma or giant cell tumor of bone."

"We haven't had much basic research output in the past year; we've just been doing this." Luo Tingzhu said in a very delicate voice.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye was stunned, put down the chopsticks he had just picked up, and his voice trembled slightly: "Found a new mirna? Bone tumor cells that other tumor cells don't have?"

What did this represent? It represented that if this thing wasn't found in tumors of other tissues either, then it would be a specific marker of osteosarcoma.

If a specific marker could be developed into a reagent kit for detection, how good would that be? It could detect preoperative-stage osteosarcoma.

Even if it was found in other tissues, when seeing bone tumor patients, it could specifically diagnose osteosarcoma without needing to consider other aspects.

Of course, actually the significance of ultra-early diagnosis was greater than the differential diagnosis of bone tumors.

"Yes, Senior Brother, but it's still in the exploration stage."

"Just this one mirna is enough for our team's basic research project to proceed for a very long time. It includes but is not limited to reagent kits related to this mirna, development of basic experiment reagents, etc." Luo Tingzhu narrowed her eyes and smiled.

Seeing Fang Ziye could be this happy, Luo Tingzhu was actually quite happy too.

She had never tried to gild herself in Fang Ziye's research projects; actually it was so the two of them could get along better.

If a couple's research projects overlapped, it would easily lead to differences.

"Why didn't you say this earlier?" Fang Ziye asked.

For this kind of new thing, Luo Tingzhu and the others discovered it but didn't say it early; didn't they know Fang Ziye's basic cell experiment high level was gathering dust in the corner?

Actually it would be so good to just say it; why make a surprise?

This would save a lot of time.

"Senior Brother, you're serving as Chief Resident, so we didn't disturb you."

"You originally had little spare time."

"This was Lan Tianluo's meaning." Luo Tingzhu was now saying Lan Tianluo's name very normally, instead of using him to substitute.

After speaking, Luo Tingzhu started using her chopsticks first.

Fang Ziye also started eating.

During the meal, the two of them didn't chat much about topics related to this new mirna.

Then after finishing the meal and washing the bowls, the two of them went to the study and sat side by side.

Fang Ziye glanced at the preoperative materials Luo Tingzhu had collected on her side, then said: "Now this mirna was only discovered in cell fluid extracts, hasn't been named, and hasn't undergone subsequent experiments, right?"

Luo Tingzhu nodded: "Yes, Senior Brother; after this thing was inferred in sequencing, it's very troublesome to find it in cell lysis fluid, because there are no markers and no purifiers."

"We discussed it in private for a long time before finally finding some clues, but we haven't purified it; we just found this unnamed mirna among mirnas."

"We plan to name it mirna605, because it was discovered on this day. Of course, it can also be called other names."

Basic scientific research is like this; there are too many uncertainties. Even after finding something, many methods are still needed to find it out, to study the pathway very precisely.

"June 5th. Hmm, pretty good."

"Then the next step is that we need to purify this mirna first."

"Since we found it in gene sequencing, we should now know the sequence and composition of mirna, and can try to design mrna that binds with it..."

"If we can complete simple purification, we still need to screen the upstream and downstream regulatory pathways of such mirna within tumor cells..."

"No matter what, we must strive to prove it true or prove it false."

"One step further, and we'll need to determine in animal trials whether it can enter the bloodstream, or whether some downstream protein it regulates can enter the bloodstream, and work backward from there..."

"For the next five years, our research group won't have to worry about running out of things to do."

Luo Tingzhu watched Fang Ziye analyze seriously, pursed her lips, and said: "Senior Brother, Lan Tianluo's meaning is that he hopes you take this thing and directly try applying for an Outstanding Youth Fund project."

"Current Outstanding Youth Fund applications are very difficult, but also relatively simple — as long as you have a sufficiently novel project, there's no special age restriction."

Fang Ziye heard this, brows furrowing tightly: "This thing, Lan Tianluo himself should take it as..."

"Yes, if this is used as a municipal or provincial-level project, it would be too much of a waste, and might even be registered by someone else first."

"But if used more optimally, it would be letting Master Deng Yong take it for the Distinguished Youth thesis defense." Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu then analyzed: "But Senior Brother, you need to notice that Lan Tianluo isn't Teacher Deng Yong's student, right?"

"You and I both are, but he isn't."

"Last year Teacher Yuan Weihong already secured an Outstanding Youth Fund project, so he definitely can't apply for a Distinguished Youth project for now."

Luo Tingzhu herself is also Deng Yong's student, and she made this kind of analysis.

This might be Lan Tianluo's true thoughts.

When Lan Tianluo was doing his PhD, he didn't need to lodge with Deng Yong; this year Yuan Weihong has already become a Doctoral Supervisor.

It's just that Yuan Weihong didn't take any students this year.

Jie Han can directly enter the PhD program via the Onion Research Plan in the second half of this year, while Lan Tianluo needs to complete three years of standardized residency training before he can graduate.

Otherwise, with Lan Tianluo's current technical accumulation, if he directly broke through to the Training Room for a PhD, no one could stop him.

Right now in the department, Lan Tianluo can barely manage to handle mangled extremity cases.

Fang Ziye heard this, and wasn't arrogant either, just said: "I'll return it to Tian Luo."

Fang Ziye actually had some ideas about projects in his heart, but in terms of novelty, they definitely weren't as good as Lan Tianluo's.

The magnitude might be similar, but the actual clinical significance isn't as good as a miRNA uniquely belonging to osteosarcoma.

Luo Tingzhu lowered her head and said: "Actually you already gave it to Tian Luo first."

"His parents originally disagreed with him studying medicine, but they secretly came and saw Tian Luo doing very well here, and were very happy, and even more amazed that in just a few years since entering the field he can already perform some surgeries."

"So they didn't object anymore, and these things..."

"One code returns to one code."

"This really is a good thing." Fang Ziye's gaze burned as he stared at the screen for a while longer, then looked at Luo Tingzhu.

Holding her, he fiercely took a bite.

Luo Tingzhu at first was half-reluctant half-willing, but feeling Fang Ziye's hand movements weren't right, she shrank back in terror and cried out: "Not today, still hurts too much!"

Fang Ziye said: "Don't overthink it, just hugging."

If an outsider saw this scene, they might wonder: do academic geniuses kiss? Do academic geniuses get shy?

Actually, stripping away the outer layer of studying, any man and woman alone in a room easily become like dry wood and blazing fire...

Evening, ten o'clock.

While Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu were binge-watching a drama, Fang Ziye's phone ringtone violated four serious ears.

Fang Ziye turned and picked up the phone, looked: "It's Liu Haihua, I'll take it."

"Haihua..."

Fang Ziye had only said two characters when Liu Haihua rattled off a whole string.

"Okay, I'm coming right over." Fang Ziye finished speaking and stood up.

Luo Tingzhu looked at Fang Ziye in doubt — the current Fang Ziye doesn't need to do emergency surgeries or attend emergency consultations, so why does he still have to go to the hospital?

"It's a previously arranged hospitalization patient whose admission slot was cancelled, and now someone's come to make trouble. The on-duty nurse and Liu Haihua can't control him, heard he even reported the on-duty director."

"I have to go handle it, after all I'm the Chief Resident." Fang Ziye said.

"Be back in a bit."

Luo Tingzhu heard this and nodded, then checked the time: "It's ten o'clock and they're still making trouble in the department? What does this patient want?"

"Don't know." Fang Ziye gave a bitter smile.

Fang Ziye hurried toward the department direction; reaching the department door, angry voices from inside kept assaulting them: "Clearly agreed, and notified us to come for hospitalization today, how come you won't let us admit now?"

"You guys called me, right?"

Liu Haihua's voice interjected: "Who called you? You go find whoever did. We all said, yours is a private number, our hospital never uses private numbers to call queued patients for admission."

"Look at the hospital's queue table yourself — what number are you in queue? Twenty-seven."

"When did the currently admitted patient make their appointment? The 24th."

"This is plain as day — every single one has the patient's own signature, look for yourself!"

"Senior Brother Fang, you're here." Liu Haihua saw Fang Ziye and his voice quieted.

"Who are you? Can you make decisions? If you can't, call your Director." The one shouting against Liu Haihua was a middle-aged woman, forty-something, wealthy figure, dressed luxuriously, gold necklace probably worth over a hundred thousand.

Beside her was also a middle-aged man, also parched mouth and tongue, sweating profusely; beside them a sixty-two-year-old old man sat in a wheelchair, eyes lowered looking at the crowd before him, not speaking.

Fang Ziye tilted his head: "The currently admitted patient's queue sequence is what number appointment? The 24th, right?"

"Right." Liu Haihua nodded.

"This old gentleman is the 27th appointment, right?" Fang Ziye asked again.

"Right! ~" Liu Haihua nodded again.

"Then what are you still arguing about? Queue order — this is hospital regulation, beds are limited." Fang Ziye looked at the middle-aged woman.

"Can you make decisions or not? How many times do I have to tell you — you guys called me." The middle-aged woman started roaring.

"Who called you? Me? Him? Or this nurse sister?" Fang Ziye asked.

"How would I know? Your hospital's so big, how would I know who it was?" The middle-aged woman looked left and right one by one, then shook her head.

"Then why did you come looking for us?"

"Our patients admitted that day were all notified by phone that day, and it was the on-duty nurse who notified them. She didn't notify you to come, someone else notified you, our department doesn't acknowledge it."

"Whoever called you, you go find them."

"Whoever can't take responsibility for you, you call the police, you call to report them."

"Our department's patients are already full right now, and even if they weren't full..." Fang Ziye explained in a very calm tone.

"Can you actually handle things or not? Your hospital's nurses represent your hospital."

"I don't care, you called me here, so you must arrange a place for me to be hospitalized. Such a big hospital, and you're saying your word doesn't count?" The middle-aged woman waved a hand, interrupting Fang Ziye's words.

"Call the police! Call the Security Office, call the On-duty Director's phone!" Fang Ziye tilted his head, looking at Liu Haihua.

"You actually called the police? Who's afraid of whom? You bully ordinary people like this?" The middle-aged woman wasn't intimidated at all.

She had a point!

"Whether it's bullying ordinary people or not isn't up to you. We're also ordinary people. You coming here to make things difficult for us is also bullying ordinary people!"

"So what, I put on this white coat, and I'm not an ordinary person anymore? Who told you that?"

"Our department, hospitalization requires queuing. Everyone queues the same. Don't think just because you found some connections you can get special treatment."

"I still want to see exactly who called you. If you don't say, our department will report it to the police as fraud."

"Just because someone not from our department said you could be hospitalized, you can be hospitalized?"

"Let me ask you, if I said you could go to the bank and take a hundred billion, would the bank give it?"

Liu Haihua, on the side, had already called the Security Office.

"Mm, okay!" After Fang Ziye calmly took two breaths, he said to the patients' family members in the ward: "Everyone, family members of fellow patients, don't watch anymore, all go back and rest first, it's already this late."

"Doctor, what do you mean? That wasn't someone from your department, why did they call me?" The middle-aged woman mocked.

"You can call the police, report her for fraud, go report her, understand?" Fang Ziye said.

"If it was our department's on-duty nurse who called, but didn't let you be hospitalized, that's our department's problem."

"How would other people know when our department can hospitalize and when it can't? What do you say?" Fang Ziye said.

"Then what do we do? We came from so far away, look at my dad, then look at my husband? We came to be hospitalized and ran around for so long, was it easy?"

"We even got to the department..." The middle-aged woman started to say.

"This isn't a matter of easy or not easy."

"Can't say just because you came first you can take the spot. A high school sophomore with good grades can go to Tsinghua, but they have to wait until they test into Tsinghua before they can go. Or get a guaranteed spot before they can go, not just go directly."

"With limited resources in the hospital, we can only queue. First in queue first hospitalized, emergency priority." Fang Ziye said.

"Can you guarantee you'll always follow the queue order?" The middle-aged man who was already tired asked from the side.

"Don't know about the future, but right now it's like this here. When our Chief is still in the Chief's position it's like this, and I'm not afraid to tell you."

"Our department's daily appointment patient queue order and inpatient admissions are all video recorded and posted online."

"You can go watch."

"And, during this process, if someone calls in trying to forcefully jump the queue, that might also get posted online." Fang Ziye said with a smile.

"This is our Chief Liu's intention. Making things difficult for us is useless."

"Still that sentence: whoever told you to come be hospitalized, you go find them..." The middle-aged man fell silent.

The old man continued to sneer.

Fang Ziye and Liu Haihua led the three into the doctor's office.

Roughly over ten minutes later, the On-duty Director from the Hospital Director's Office appeared in the Trauma Surgery ward. After he entered, he first asked what exactly the patient's situation was.

Of course, Fang Ziye very much understood and appreciated this work style of his. In the hospital, in most situations, patients are the vulnerable group. They mostly encounter difficulties or don't quite understand things.

Before long, people from the Security Office also arrived.

But when the Security Office people saw the On-duty Director's people, they said: "Lu Ge, you came too?"

The person called Lu Ge just glanced at the Security Office person. Nodded.

After asking clearly about the truth of the matter, he turned his head and asked: "Who is the Chief Resident?"

"Teacher, I am. My surname is Fang, Fang Ziye. You can call me Xiao Fang." Fang Ziye stepped forward to introduce himself.

"Today's matter is like this..."

Lu Ge then said: "Doctor Fang, the situation is like this. Our hospital still needs to reflect sufficient humanistic care. You say the patient came all the way to our hospital."

"Going back at this hour isn't right, continuing to wait isn't right either."

"If the department still has empty beds, then admit them."

Fang Ziye raised his head, expression stiffening: "Teacher, the two empty beds in the department are prepared for emergency patients at any time."

"Cannot be occupied."

"Doing things requires flexibility. If there are no beds, we On-duty Directors can also coordinate arrangements. If emergencies come, we can also arrange them to go to the next door ward first? We used to do this often."

"We're all serving patients. The patients have been exhausted for so long."

"Nobody has it easy. Understand each other."

Lu Ge continued looking at the patient and family: "Actually you also need to understand Doctor Fang a bit. Look at this appointment book, so many patients, right? If they all rush over?"

"These few departments wouldn't be enough to hold them either?"

Hearing this, Fang Ziye took out his phone, pressed the record button: "Teacher, I need to confirm one thing. Are you representing the On-duty Director to admit this patient, or yourself personally?"

"If it's the On-duty Director, I'll accept."

"If it's you personally, sorry, please contact our department's Chief Liu!"

Lu Ge's face stiffened: "Doctor Fang, is this necessary?"

"We see each other every day, I don't even know them?"

Fang Ziye said: "I also don't know these fellow patients, I also don't know you, so none of us will make things difficult for each other. There's no intentional targeting."

"Before any of us entered this door, we held no grievances or resentments."

"However, your opinion is extremely important."

"Our Trauma Surgery department follows all arrangements of the On-duty Director."

Fang Ziye only said he would follow the On-duty Director's arrangements.

This is supported by the Hospital and even the law.

The On-duty Director can even temporarily authorize the Lead Surgeon, so arranging one or two patients — can you still refuse?

Cannot!!

Lu Ge froze, and the Patient and Family Member also froze a little.

As if they really didn't know how Fang Ziye's Emotional Intelligence managed to mix into this Hospital.

But Fang Ziye was very clear; the Emotional Intelligence he needed to express right now was Fairness, otherwise Fang Ziye would be rushed at miserably, and even Liu Huanglong would be implicated.

One mountain higher than another, walking a narrow path will eventually lead to a misstep.

Only by walking step by step according to Principle might everyone be indignant, but they won't be exceptionally furious.

Otherwise, walking one person's connections and not another's, sooner or later there will be a capsizing; that way one cannot walk far.

"Teacher, please speak clearly? Your opinion just now — does it represent the On-duty Director? Or does it represent an individual?" Fang Ziye pressed the question relentlessly.

The Patient can have vast connections, but for Our Hospital's people to play this Good Person, selling their own favors in the name of Trauma Surgery — it's not that easy.

(Chapter End)