Chapter 452

Fang Ziye's three little ones also turned their heads to look; in Fang Ziye's vision, the sesame paste at the corner of Yuan Weihong's mouth was no different from Lan Tianluo's next door, but his gaze was slightly strange.

"Master." After Fang Ziye stood up holding a disposable lunch box, the vegetarian scene inside the box Yuan Weihong was holding made Fang Ziye's heart suddenly realize:

"Master, this half hasn't been eaten yet."

"Master, we haven't eaten either..." Jie Han and Lan Tianluo, the two little ones, also very sensibly shoveled the untouched beef from their lunch boxes into the lunch box.

Three large portions of beef per person, costing a good few dozen yuan at least, not finished that quickly.

Yuan Weihong didn't mind either, just right to squeeze onto the last side of the table and sit down, picked up beef with chopsticks and sent it straight into his mouth, chewing while speaking muffledly: "You guys celebrated New Year privately, kicked Master out of the loop?"

Yuan Weihong himself basically never ate like this!

"Master, didn't know you'd eat breakfast in the department. Otherwise we'd definitely have ordered four portions." Fang Ziye replied after sitting down together with Lan Tianluo and Jie Han.

Hearing this, Yuan Weihong picked up another chopstickful: "Say it or not, eating like this once or twice is fine, but eat too much and it actually affects the sesame paste fragrance."

"Today our group has two surgeries arranged, Ziye, do you think you can handle it?" Yuan Weihong steered the topic back on track.

Just after asking the question, Yuan Weihong's motion of stirring noodles paused, and he cursed in a low voice: "Why does this sound so weird, damn it, who's the master, you or me?"

A teacher asking his own student if he can handle it — who can understand this kind of mood?

"Master, that's definitely you as Master, I'm at most a wage-earner master under you, like a driver master, an operator master."

"Heard that some places' operating rooms have specialized workers who push C-arm machines, I'm similar to that." Fang Ziye joked.

Making this kind of joke in front of Master wasn't human relations, purely just to liven the atmosphere, everyone happy.

Lan Tianluo very sensibly chimed in: "Then I should be the statistics master."

When Jie Han also wanted to learn a line, Yuan Weihong lifted his chin in advance and choked his words back: "Jie Han, don't speak, you're my master."

Up to now, Yuan Weihong has been both loving and hating Jie Han.

You say Jie Han is wrong — asking more is everyone's right; if a researcher doesn't have a kind of critical thinking, how can it be called research?

But some of Jie Han's questions are just weird —

"You better not ask me if I can do bone induction of the corpus cavernosum..."

"Cough! Cough cough cough!"

"Cough." Fang Ziye, seeing the topic wasn't on himself, started eating noodles, but choked upon hearing Yuan Weihong's words.

Tilted his head to look at Jie Han; Lan Tianluo also had a period of experience that might or might not count as romance, so he wasn't a novice either.

Bone induction of the corpus cavernosum, big bro, your project — many people are very interested, no matter where you write it, there'll be lots of people making friends out of thin air...

Jie Han lowered his head and started 'eating rice dry'.

Yuan Weihong then looked seriously at Jie Han, then swept a glance at Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo, and sighed: "I feel Jie Han is very pitiful."

"Encountering a senior brother like you, then encountering a junior brother like you — clearly his clinical talent is even higher than Wang Yuanqi's, yet he has no choice but to hide in the dust."

Fang Ziye heard this and said: "Jie Han, could you break into the training room last year?"

The High-End Cutting-Edge Special Plan and the Onion Research Plan are both very valued PhD-upgrading channels in the hospital; if Jie Han has a chance to rush both, that's pretty good.

Only Jie Han's doctoral assessment has already ended, soon Jie Han will be PhD Year 1. Saying these things now is all too late.

"No Senior Brother, it's recent! Master saying I'm more excellent than Senior Brother Wang is just polite talk." Jie Han hurriedly replied.

Fang Ziye nodded: "Starting from now, you can attend clinical more."

"Master, you didn't take any Master's students this year, right?"

Yuan Weihong shook his head: "Gave the quota away, where can you take them every year?"

"Although the hospital allows me to recruit every year, I'm afraid of earning resentment..."

"Tianluo was obtained by me forcibly swapping, I have to follow the rules myself."

"No matter, doing experiments — take it slow; if really short on manpower, I'll go to the lab and do it myself."

Fang Ziye heard Yuan Weihong's words and immediately said: "Master, don't go, I'll go..."

Joking; if Yuan Weihong really went to the lab to personally do experiments, while I lead a group in clinical, even if I'm not sprayed to death by others, I'd be labeled with character issues.

Arrogant toward others, no problem.

Arrogant toward Master, that's a big problem. If you can't list your teacher's 'excesses', just wait for a one-vote veto from all fields.

"Hmm... Ziye, want to discuss something with you."

"You yourself walked step by step to here; you should know that after reaching the doctoral stage, there are many research projects and experiments to participate in."

"Jie Han, Lan Tianluo — they'll also gradually lean toward the doctoral direction; relying purely on the two of them, the things they can actually do are limited."

"You and I right now both have no extra time to look after lab matters."

"Master's meaning is, if you recruit a research assistant, you can consider this aspect." Yuan Weihong directly stated his intention — he had his eye on one of Fang Ziye's research assistants.

Fang Ziye heard this and said: "Master, this is for sure; even if I bring students later, I won't rush to split off my own small team."

"Unless one day, Master your stall spreads too large and you can't cover all aspects either, only then would I learn from Master your example and separately manage a small squad."

Wealth and honor — don't forget where you came from; grown wings but don't forget you know how to walk.

Fang Ziye saw Yuan Weihong silent, Lan Tianluo and Jie Han both looking thoughtful, so he added: "Master, I didn't understand research assistants before either, so at that time I'll still need to consult you on what issues to pay attention to."

Yuan Weihong opened his mouth about to speak, but was interrupted by Lan Tianluo speaking up: "Recruiting research assistants has two types; one is semi-cooperative research assistant. This type of assistant further divides into two categories."

"One category is the other party has certain independent R&D capability, borrows our platform, and can privately use their own grants to do some private work."

"The other category also has certain independent R&D capability, but doesn't take private work, hopes to integrate into the team, cooperate with us, and eventually even directly enter the lab to work as a formal lab research member."

"Meeting the second category is definitely better, but in reality, anyone with a bit of talent on the market has been poached by others; the probability of finding talent through just one research assistant is extremely small."

"The second type is fully-managed research assistant, simpler to say — tool person. But such tool persons most taboo their freedom rights; can't eat from the bowl while eyeing the pot, and absolutely can't privately sell data."

"But there's one problem: they'll come into contact with original data collection, and they'll manage lab experimental reagent procurement and such work."

"With such a person in the lab, our lab must establish a standard adoption."

"What I most strongly recommend is having Senior Brother Li Yuanpei help us scout candidates."

"Second most strongly recommend is having Senior Sister Luo Tingzhu help us scout candidates."

"Because their connections are very extensive."

"Senior Brother Li Yuanpei, since you went to Xia'en City until now, he has gotten to know almost forty percent of the Master's and Doctoral students in the hospital!"

Fang Ziye hadn't had time to reply when Yuan Weihong's exclamation barged in, piercing the ears: "Are there that many?"

Yuan Weihong put down his chopsticks and began touching his already established Mediterranean, his face skin twitching lightly.

Wanting to know forty percent of the Master's and Doctoral students in this hospital — that's not easy at all!

"Senior Brother Li said it himself. If I'm not mistaken, I think it's possible that Senior Brother Li's family gave him guidance." Lan Tianluo said.

One path blocked, another path open. Under the circumstances where Li Yuanpei's talent in clinical work was truly limited, Li Yuanpei directly switched tracks — this was also the wisest choice.

Jie Han also put down his chopsticks at this moment. After wiping his mouth, he packed up the lunch box while saying: "When Senior Brother Yuanpei arranges tasks, he can really be meticulous. If we can pull Senior Brother Li Yuanpei into our experimental team too, there would definitely only be benefits…"

Fang Ziye refused Jie Han's recommendation at the first moment, waving his hand lightly: "Yuanpei definitely isn't suitable. Yuanpei and I are classmates. He himself is also a Doctor. How could he be willing to come to our small team?"

"After all, Teacher Deng Yong and I have this entanglement of a teacher-student fate. So I cannot let Teacher Deng's capable assistant suffer a deficit. Teacher Deng will still need to take students in the future and continue developing his team……"

"If I'm unwilling to take over the team left behind by Teacher Deng, I can only draw a slight line of separation."

"In the future, when you can solve problems yourselves, go bother Li Yuanpei less."

Fang Ziye finished speaking and looked at Yuan Weihong.

Yuan Weihong said: "Ziye, don't look at me. Each handles their own."

"The matters between your Grandpa and Old Professor Dong Yaohui's generation can stop at me."

"Endless retaliation — Teacher Deng and I will definitely find it hard to cooperate and work together in the future. But you all can. Don't bring emotions into it."

"I cannot be because I received Professor Chu's kindness of upbringing. For Professor Deng Yong, Old Professor Dong also had the kindness of teaching him. You have no connection to this."

"Okay, Master." The three of them, Fang Ziye included, said in unison.

"……"

The happy breakfast time passed in a flash.

Approaching eight o'clock, after Yuan Weihong brought the three little ones into the doctor's office, most people trickled in one after another.

Liu Huanglong wasn't late today. When Fang Ziye and the others entered, Liu Huanglong was already sitting at the handover position, glancing at the time on his phone from time to time.

At the same time, many bed-managing doctors who appeared to be checking patient examination records were also mostly editing WeChat messages — it was very obvious they were urging people to hurry to the doctor's office.

At seven fifty-eight, everyone had arrived.

Although it wasn't eight o'clock yet, Liu Huanglong still ordered the on-duty nurse to start the handover first, followed by the duty doctor's handover.

"Yesterday, 1 emergency admission. Patient and family strongly requested discharge for 1 person……" After Liu Haihua meticulously completed the handover, the right to speak fell to Liu Huanglong.

Liu Huanglong said: "I've heard about the admissions and discharges in the department yesterday."

"Among them, the patient and family both clearly expressed their stance, saying a nurse called them and told them to come to the department to handle admission procedures."

"Regarding this kind of maneuver, let me be clear once more. Perhaps it worked before, but starting now, our department — we don't accept this."

"Making do with a mistake is not the method to solve problems."

"Whoever makes things difficult for me, I'll make things difficult for everyone."

"The matter of a certain nurse yesterday calling a patient who hadn't reached their appointment time to come to the department — I've already personally contacted the Nursing Department. I won't name names either."

"You go explain the reason to the Nursing Department yourselves!"

"Second point. Our department must obey the On-duty Director's arrangements. Remember this."

"Any doctor — whether duty doctor, visiting doctor, or Deputy Director physician — must not defy the On-duty Director's arrangements. The On-duty Director calls, you execute directly. After execution, you can report to the Chief Resident as appropriate."

"We must all have a big-picture awareness……"

"Alright, that's it for now. Everyone go start handover. Fang Ziye, come with me." Liu Huanglong finished speaking and stood up — big temper, not small airs.

Walking with vigorous strides, his face showed no heroic spirit, yet one could also see he was hard-nosed.

Liu Huanglong has always lived on 'talent' and pure 'technique'!

After Fang Ziye stood up, he softly explained a sentence to his Master Yuan Weihong, then followed behind Liu Huanglong.

The Director's Office is not far from the Doctor's Office — just twenty meters. The Doctor's Rest Room and Deputy Chief Physician Office are in between.

After Fang Ziye followed Liu Huanglong in through the door, Liu Huanglong didn't sit in his own seat. His face turned solemn: "Ziye, I need to tell you something."

"From the moment you refused to be transferred to the Yangyuan, our department can no longer actively use department resources to exchange for other resources. Once such a thing appears, what awaits you and me might be a very troublesome chaotic situation."

Liu Huanglong's expression was serious, coarse nose standing tall, short brows knitted, small eyes slightly narrowed. After finishing speaking, he walked toward his seat.

"Teacher Liu, are you referring to yesterday's matter?" Fang Ziye had only thought that refusing the Yangyuan transfer meant he couldn't act recklessly. He didn't expect it to go this deep.

"Yes, and not entirely!" Liu Huanglong said.

"Going to the Yangyuan was a huge opportunity for you. But your reply was too formal. This is equivalent to you slapping a label on yourself."

"Under such circumstances, many people will categorize you into two types — essentially two factions. One thinks you have a pure heart and don't forget your origins. One says you're fishing for fame and reputation."

"But regardless of which, we must uphold the principle of fairness and justice."

"Emergency queue-jumping admission, emergency surgery — this principle, no one can move. But since we chose this path, even if the Dean's relative wants to come in first for an elective surgery, they can only queue at the back."

"If we move this string, this string will snap!"

"If others move this string, this string will also snap. And we might also be implicated. That's why I thought of the video livestream format — only numbers, only dates and codes written. Arrange admitted patients each day in order."

"Only emphasize one principle: first come, first served!" Liu Huanglong admonished Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye nodded.

"Professor Liu, then that patient yesterday — why did he strongly request discharge? Was it someone?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Three points!"

"First, he touched someone else's priority right — the queue priority right."

"Second, he walked into a trap. The matter of having someone alter his high school entrance exam scores before — it was too obvious."

"Third, his own buttocks aren't clean underneath."

"The current situation is mainly about maintaining stability. No whistleblowing, no wide-ranging pursuit. If it's once exposed or whistleblown, the obvious cannon fodder on the surface will definitely be blown to bits……"

"Just like that old man yesterday — he looked ordinary, even pitiful, but he personally pulled in over six million."

"His son didn't pull in money, but he pulled in power. There was an exposure before, originally suppressed with money."

"Ah, life..." Liu Huanglong himself was moved to sigh.

Fang Ziye merely looked at Liu Huanglong calmly, and did not respond.

Liu Huanglong had also suffered hardship; the reason he can now freely do his own things is not entirely because those around him are cute and dear, but because Liu Huanglong possesses such capital.

Still that saying: as long as Liu Huanglong himself walks upright and sits straight, his path is a smooth one.

But Fang Ziye still lacks such confidence today.

"There's another matter in finding you — the department's mangled extremity cases have accumulated a certain volume, and should be able to preliminarily produce a very high-quality paper."

"Regarding the author order issue, Ziye, how are you considering it?" Liu Huanglong asked the crux again.

Paper authorship has many nuances: co-first authors, co-corresponding authors, second author, third author...

Fang Ziye had indeed considered this: "Teacher Liu, my two masters and I have discussed — corresponding authors are you, Teacher Liu, and my two teachers as three co-corresponding; first authors are me and Senior Brother Nie Mingxian; Lan Tianluo and Jie Han as co-second authors; third author is Professor Duan Hong from Tongji Hospital plus one person he recommends."

The weight of corresponding author is basically equivalent to first author.

But Fang Ziye still has two teachers above him, so he could only settle for co-first author.

Liu Huanglong thought a moment, then said: "You taking first author now is clearly unsuitable; how about this — I'll be first author, you and your teachers as co-corresponding."

"You've already graduated, no need to be inferior to your two teachers in everything."

Fang Ziye proposed an alternative: "Teacher Liu, since you consider it this way, then let my teacher Yuan Weihong be first author; me, you, and Teacher Deng Yong — three people as co-corresponding authors."

"For the later functional reconstruction surgery, only you and I as co-corresponding; after all, Teacher Deng also said his contribution in functional reconstruction surgery is not large."

"But during functional reconstruction surgery, I hope my fellow trainee Lan Tianluo can be first author; his data analysis has also qualitatively advanced our entire research project."

"Afterward we'll successively publish standardized treatment protocols for mangled extremities, corresponding theories of mangled extremity treatment — many, many opportunities remain..."

"Fine, let's do it that way!"

Liu Huanglong stretched lazily, then said: "Mangled extremity related patents — I'm not taking a single one; you all allocate as needed."

"Ziye, this is the richness of eating the first crab — a casual bite anywhere and your mouth flows with oil!"

Fang Ziye heard this, glanced at the time first, then said: "Teacher Liu, I feel our next problem to conquer is surgical time."

"Otherwise, only one surgery a day — speed is still too slow."

"Two surgeries a day, I think is achievable with effort."

"This requires some people to temporarily suffer a bit, to complete a period of arduous group training within our hospital."

Liu Huanglong asked: "That means Lan Tianluo?"

"No no no, Teacher Liu." Fang Ziye shook his head: "Sending Tianluo to group training as a short-term tool person would be too wasteful; my idea is my fellow trainee Jie Han, or Professor Liu, can you recommend someone to form a two-person team for group training!"

"They can enjoy priority access to all our department's resources."

Yuan Weihong's words were right — Jie Han's brilliance was completely overshadowed between Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo.

Yuan Weihong said Jie Han's qualification equals Wang Yuanqi's — this should be just a polite remark.

One must consider: how much time has Jie Han invested in research? How long has he been immersed in clinical work?

Jie Han's research output can hang Wang Yuanqi up and beat him; now graduating Master's Year Three, he can still enter the professional track for a PhD — this represents that Jie Han's talent is slightly stronger than Wang Yuanqi's.

Yet even if Jie Han is cultivated, the department's manpower is still not enough.

To eat the first crab and enjoy it richly, many barriers must be overcome.

Fang Ziye doesn't need to exclusively own this series of mangled extremity surgeries, to be the only one under heaven; besides Zhongnan Hospital, you can't find a second place capable of treating such domineering...

The more people master this technique, the more knowledge points can be produced, and Fang Ziye can more calmly further elevate his own strength.

For instance, what exactly lies beyond Level 5?

"I recommend someone?" Liu Huanglong scratched his head.

"Don't say that — I really can recommend someone, but I need to contact him first."

"Then you or Teacher Deng Yong go talk to him; I'm not setting up any separate small team." Liu Huanglong replied very clearly.

Since coming to Zhongnan Hospital, Deng Yong and Fang Ziye have both been very polite.

But Liu Huanglong knows: after interacting this long, his bond with Fang Ziye hasn't reached the level of Deng Yong and Fang Ziye, let alone Yuan Weihong and Fang Ziye.

Bringing someone in now would purely be creating distance.

Liu Huanglong also doesn't want to come to Zhongnan Hospital to be some local tyrant; he only seeks growth and breakthrough...

"..."

After Fang Ziye, Yuan Weihong, Lan Tianluo, Jie Han and others went down to the operating room changing room, Fang Ziye's phone rang.

The call was from Dean Wang.

Fang Ziye was somewhat flattered.

After all, the benefits Liu Huanglong conveyed earlier were only one-sided words.

Right now Dean Wang personally calling him is reality, not Dean Wang's empty promises.

Fang Ziye answered in front of everyone: "Ziye, busy?"

"Teacher Wang, I just entered the operating room." Fang Ziye very cautiously and politely used the three characters 'Teacher Wang'.

Dean Wang is the honorific for Wang Xinghuan's position; Teacher Wang is a respectful address for Professor Wang personally and his knowledge.

"Haven't started turnover yet?" A fine voice entered Fang Ziye's ear, like a relative elder.

"Not yet, Teacher Wang."

Dean Wang continued: "I've already instructed the on-duty director; such things will never happen again."

"The on-duty director is a functional department; if there's an emergency arrangement needing your cooperation, you still cannot refuse. Under any circumstances."

"Yesterday's matter also has a handling result. Of course, that on-duty colleague wasn't fired, just temporarily suspended, later transferred to another department."

"What personal thoughts do you have on this handling result?"

Fang Ziye hurriedly said, "No, no, Teacher Wang, I trust the Hospital's arrangement."

Managing a Hospital is not as simple as managing a Department.

"The matter isn't big, the nature isn't too vile either; we are a Hospital, not some workplace where it's you die or I live. So, without violating principles, we should still be harmonious."

"Of course, abuse of authority is definitely wrong; I very much appreciate that Doctor Fang you can guard Our Hospital's bottom line, and furthermore obey the On-duty Director's dispatch at the First Time after the On-duty Director intervened."

"Other matters are then handled at another level."

"Let's not pay attention to those, okay?" Dean Wang very subtly explained that Vice Dean's matter.

Fang Ziye couldn't be bothered to pay attention to these: "Okay, thank you Teacher Wang for personally calling to show Concern, thank you."

"If there's nothing else, I won't Disturb your Formal Job anymore."

"Work well, I very much hope Our General Surgery can produce a phenomenal Surgical Department; if there are difficulties, we can Communicate more." After Dean Wang said this, he hung up the phone.

Fang Ziye felt this sentence had hidden meaning; estimating that after Professor Liu Huanglong learned the news yesterday, he operated a circle, directly making even Dean Wang a bit confused.

In terms of Hospital function, you're not worth mentioning at all; there are plenty of people higher in position and heavier in power than you, what number do you count as?

……

8:32, Surgery formally began.

Speaking of it as a Functional Reconstruction, in reality, this is just Master's School internal training Teaching Surgery.

Fang Ziye Lead Surgeon, Yuan Weihong First Assistant, Lan Tianluo Second Assistant, Yan Zhiming Third Assistant.

After each took position, Fang Ziye only did a Debridement Technique and Muscle Relaxation opening, then handed the Surgery down.

Letting Yuan Weihong and Lan Tianluo two people take over, he stood at the side, tilting his head, gazing at the beautiful girl Luo Tingzhu before the Anesthesia Machine.

The beautiful girl Luo Tingzhu occasionally pointed at hand to the Tai Shang, letting Fang Ziye pay more attention there.

Fang Ziye also occasionally nodded, but after watching a while and discovering no problem, he would always tilt his head to glance at his Girlfriend, for about ten or twenty seconds.

Sometimes Luo Tingzhu could discover it, sometimes Luo Tingzhu didn't discover it.

But this scene was discovered by Ceng Quanming; he directly lifted his Chin: "Hey hey hey, that young man on the Operating Table, you don't properly Do Surgery, why are you tilting your head?"

"This is a workplace, Pay Attention to personal quality; if there are issues, go Home close the door and chat."

Ceng Quanming's teasing made Fang Ziye turn his head, made Luo Tingzhu redden her face.

Luo Tingzhu stared fixedly at the patient's current Vital Signs, feeling very Boring.

This is a Functional Reconstruction, requires intraoperative interaction, so the Surgery's Anesthesia was personally operated by Fang Ziye before Surgery.

After Fang Ziye's Operation teaching completed, he immediately started Surgery without stopping; Luo Tingzhu felt this viewing yielded no Learning content.

But the Anesthesia monitoring Tool Person still has to continue, right?

……

Truthfully, if Fang Ziye personally operated, these two Surgeries could probably be completed within seven hours.

But if he does all Operations himself, Yuan Weihong and Lan Tianluo can only stare blankly; how to become Proficient in Operation?

Soon it reached Noon, the First Station Surgery was only near midway.

Yuan Weihong sent Fang Ziye down to the Meal Room to eat first.

Ceng Quanming also isn't one who doesn't understand romance; he patted Luo Tingzhu's shoulder saying: "Tingzhu, you go eat first too, I'll watch a bit..."

Luo Tingzhu hearing this, nodded, said softly: "Thank you Teacher."

Fang Ziye exited first, at the Sink he heard Luo Tingzhu's reproachful voice attack: "Senior Brother, what are you doing? This is Surgery; if discovered by inspection that you're distracted, it'll be Miserable."

"I know, but watching Surgery also doesn't have much Meaning."

"The techniques and such to teach have all been taught, principles are all Transparent too; I also have No Way to help them immediately Understand and Improve."

"Boring, what else can I do?" Fang Ziye seriously Explained, leaving Luo Tingzhu unable to find any Loophole.

Luo Tingzhu thought it was true; Fang Ziye watching Surgery is "everyone finds faults," and Fang Ziye one look definitely finds many faults, but finding them can't immediately handle that kind.

"Then watching me isn't boring?" Luo Tingzhu asked a bit boldly.

Fang Ziye's wiping hands motion paused, slightly Surprised tilted head: "Ah?"

After the short syllable, licked his lips: "Definitely not boring, these eyes are so good-looking... let's go, eat first. Talk later..."

About to separate from Male and Female Changing Rooms, Luo Tingzhu asked: "Senior Brother, will you still accelerate Surgery tomorrow?"

"No!"

"Besides my Master and Tian Luo needing to Learn, Professor Liu and Nie Mingxian two also need to Learn Operation practice; if I do all, they can only watch."

"Same principle, want future Surgery time shorter, now can only extend Surgery time! ~"

"No matter, as long as Surgical Quality has certain guarantee, longer Surgical Time doesn't matter either, Slow Work Fine Product."

"Improving everyone's Operation Level, shortening Surgical Time, is a big Difficult Problem we must conquer currently; otherwise a whole day only one or two Surgeries, too slow."

"Additionally, during slight leisure, I still must properly Consider how to teach you."

"Local Anesthesia's sensory-motor separation, I feel is a major prerequisite for professors at Other Hospitals to dare do Functional Reconstruction."

"As long as this can be promoted, then without us teaching, many Hand Surgery professors can develop Functional Reconstruction themselves! ~" Fang Ziye laughed.

"Mm, Professor Xu Long also said this."

"Senior Brother, you're really amazing." Luo Tingzhu narrowed her eyes, slightly carrying a bit of Worship.

"Of course, look at whose Boyfriend I am; my Wife is this Excellent, if I'm not a bit more Excellent I'll fall behind."

"Go on, eat first." Fang Ziye pointed toward Female Changing Room Direction, maintaining half a meter 'safe distance' from Luo Tingzhu.

Lovers are lovers, speaking is speaking, but doing things is doing things.

This is the Operating Room, a place for work; words and deeds must Pay Attention, not a place for 'Flirty/Seductive' and promoting feelings, nor a place for holding hands kissing dating.

Fang Ziye just went down to the Changing Room, Jie Han's Phone Call rang.

Fang Ziye walking downstairs while answering, hearing Jie Han's first sentence, whole body froze, left leg bent, right foot stepped on next Stair, frozen in the Stairs' exact center...

(Chapter End)