Chapter 519: Heavy Bomb (Requesting Subscription)

The weather in mid-October was not particularly good, with a slight haze.

As Fang Ziye moved between the internal and external surgery buildings where visibility was extremely low, even in a very good mood, he couldn't help but frown tightly.

He simply took a disposable surgical mask from the side pocket of his backpack; it couldn't block the haze, but it could at least block something.

After entering the experimental building, the lights were bright everywhere, as if isolating the haze outside, making Fang Ziye's mood even better.

After going from the elevator lobby to the floor where the laboratory was located, no one recognized Fang Ziye, but Fang Ziye recognized two acquaintances from Associate Professor Hong Zili's group; however, they were both playing with their mobile phones and didn't seem to care about anyone!

So Fang Ziye didn't disturb them.

If Fang Ziye remembered correctly, in July this year, Associate Professor Hong Zili of Thoracic Surgery had already been promoted to Chief Physician and Professor...

"The 'Three Highs' have arrived? Please sit." After Fang Ziye got off the elevator and walked into the conference room in the laboratory, an acquaintance sitting in a side position immediately started joking, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Looking over, Fang Ziye discovered that long-lost Mediterranean look and signature bald forehead; this face, somewhat similar to his teacher Yuan Weihong, was Shen Tao from the Provincial People's Hospital.

"Teacher Shen, Master, Teacher Duan..." After Fang Ziye looked around left and right, he found that among the people organized by his master Deng Yong today, he was not very familiar with many of them.

But he had seen them in his impression; they should be professors from Han City.

Besides Qin Geluo, there was no one else from his own team.

"Ziye, once you arrive, plug in the computer and prepare first..."

"This time, Professor Duan Hong from Tongji Hospital, Professor Liu Bo from Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Professor Wu Tong from Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Professor Xue Hua from the Provincial People's Hospital, and some other teachers have all come specially to give you guidance."

"You will need to ask them for advice more later." Deng Yong spoke very politely.

After Fang Ziye put down his computer bag, Hu Qingyuan next to him helped Fang Ziye place the computer, while Fang Ziye, being very sensible, walked toward Professor Deng Yong and followed Professor Deng Yong to meet people.

There were seven people in total.

Professor Duan Hong from Tongji Hospital, Deng Yong needed no introduction, but Deng Yong still gave Fang Ziye a detailed introduction to Professor Liu Bo and Professor Wu Tong from Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

"This is Professor Liu Bo from Peking Union Medical College Hospital. Peking Union Medical College Hospital has a total of five well-known professors; among them, Professor Qi Qiaowen, Professor Li Zhenggen, and Professor Duan Yun, you have all met!" Deng Yong said.

Fang Ziye nodded upon hearing this.

Professor Li Zhenggen and Professor Duan Yun were members of the thesis defense committee during Fang Ziye's master's defense, and Fang Ziye had personally delivered the thesis to them; how could he forget?

Those who came today happened to be the other two professors, Liu Bo and Duan Yun.

Liu Bo had a long face and pointed chin, dark skin, and a thin figure, looking somewhat malnourished; Professor Duan Yun was also very thin, but his skin was whiter, with a big slot-like nose!

"Teacher Liu, Teacher Duan." Fang Ziye had heard of both their names, but had never met them face to face.

Both Liu Bo and Duan Yun were quite polite and did not give Fang Ziye a cold face.

Today's Fang Ziye was the protagonist; even they could be considered to have incidentally enjoyed some of Fang Ziye's dividends.

Because Fang Ziye opened the animal laboratory, giving them the opportunity to perform limb-preserving surgery for mangled extremities with unlimited trial and error; although they currently did not do it as well as Fang Ziye's team, they could at least carry out such surgery.

"Hello, Ziye, no need to be especially polite! Professor Duan and I came just to be listeners." The speaker was Professor Liu Bo; his voice was somewhat thin, sounding a bit lacking in vigor.

Perhaps his health was not very good either.

"There are three professors at the Provincial People's Hospital: Professor An Lumming, Professor Du Shangfeng who came during your defense before, and the other one is Professor Xue Hua whom you see now." Deng Yong introduced them.

This was Deng Yong very solemnly introducing these people to Fang Ziye, while also introducing this rising star of Zhongnan Hospital to them.

Whether you recognize them or not, don't cause trouble in the future.

After getting to know each other this time, it counts as having met!

There were three young people; besides Shen Tao, there was also Professor Leng Duo from Peking Union Medical College Hospital, and Professor Liang Qizhen from Hubei Province Central South Hospital.

Although these three are currently only associate professors, according to their resumes, being promoted to chief physician is just a matter of time.

This time, because Yuan Weihong was abroad, the people Deng Yong found were definitely young people at a similar level to Yuan Weihong, proficient in scientific research, to help escort him.

Not saying they need to guide Fang Ziye how much, but at least ensure that there are no particularly common-sense errors and omissions in the content of the seminar.

Human energy is limited; three cobblers with their wits combined equal Zhuge Liang the master mind.

Fang Ziye might have no problem with his own knowledge system, but there would always be some omissions during the explanation process or during the process of making the PPT.

This seminar was so formal, many times more formal than Fang Ziye's previous defense!

It was also a very normal thing to prepare more for the defense and invite people to come and discuss together for this seminar.

This seminar was different from the previous impromptu academic sharing meeting; the time was a bit long, totaling three days.

The format was that on the first two days, every morning, an academic report had to be given and theoretical discussion conducted; in the afternoon, a surgery livestream was performed.

On the third day, there was only one surgery livestream, and all three days' schedules were not fully planned.

Seeing that Fang Ziye had already walked around the conference room, Professor Duan Hong said: "Everyone has met; let's start below first."

"As the saying goes, those near the water get the moon first; we are Han City citizens, and of course have sufficient reason to know your sharing content before other colleagues."

"Recently, in the process of performing limb-preserving surgery, I still left some doubts; I think after the seminar officially starts, there will be many colleagues asking questions."

"Guests are guests; at that time, I definitely won't be able to compete with them..." Professor Duan Hong smiled rather shyly, revealing his double chin.

Everyone rolled their eyes upon hearing this, but no one said it was wrong for Professor Duan Hong to do so.

Still that saying: as long as one does not seek knowledge in a despicable form, then merely some high-sounding words in speech is not shameful.

Fang Ziye did not chat idly; after Hu Qingyuan finished debugging his computer and projector, Fang Ziye opened his own PPT, and while displaying the title page, he turned his head and said: "Qingyuan, find a seat and sit down; just treat it as listening in."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand."

Hearing Fang Ziye say this, Shen Tao pinched his own chin with his right hand while casually asking: "Ziye, is this your student?"

Shen Tao himself had only been bringing students for a short time; last year when in Enshi, Fang Ziye was still just a student; unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for just over a year, Fang Ziye was about to have his own student.

This made Shen Tao, who knew Fang Ziye relatively well, instantly sigh with emotion.

This question was not important; Fang Ziye just nodded, then unfolded his title: "All teachers, all seniors, all experts, all colleagues, good morning everyone."

"As a young person, I am very awed to stand here and be arranged to give such a report to all teachers."

"The time is tight and the preparation is hasty; if there are any errors or omissions, please correct them, all teachers."

"Mangled extremity is a very common emergency disease type in our trauma surgery in this current high-energy era; its..." Fang Ziye was still introducing the background and making his opening remarks.

After accepting this task, Fang Ziye also specially went to find some notes and experiences about giving seminar reports to read.

Among them, one Fang Ziye thought was quite good.

That is, you must allow your audience to not listen too seriously at the beginning, or even not too seriously in the middle.

Therefore, the information given cannot be too dense; otherwise, once there are too many gaps, it will make people directly unable to understand, or even unable to continue listening.

Of course, it cannot all be empty content either; it should even achieve that the entire content is all essence, and it would be best if not a single word needed to be deleted.

This kind of proportion is naturally too difficult to grasp.

Fang Ziye could only say he would do his best to strive toward this direction!

What Fang Ziye prepared this time was definitely more than the content of the previous report, including the basic theory of mangled extremity and some surgical handling points of mangled extremity.

The content of the second section included some theoretical preparation of functional reconstruction surgery, common and frequently used technical points, and so on...

The prepared content was for two days and two mornings, so Fang Ziye just shared it ordinarily once, and by then the time had already reached two-thirty in the afternoon!

"The above is some simple content I want to share. Please give me your guidance, teachers." After Fang Ziye finished speaking, his throat was very dry, and he repeatedly unscrewed the cap of the third mineral water bottle and poured it into his mouth.

However, Fang Ziye did not receive happy expressions from everyone.

Instead, everyone including Duan Hong and Deng Yong at this moment all frowned tightly and stared intently.

A sharing lasting more than four hours made Duan Hong, Deng Yong, and others feel a bit dizzy—

But everyone was still very professionally flipping through their own lecture notes, perhaps looking for some problems excerpted during the listening process!

After Duan Hong flipped his notebook to the very beginning title page, he said: "Ziye, let's eat first, but before eating, I still want to ask you a question in advance."

"Is the content of this time the full version or still the abridged version?"

"Last time your academic report, I felt the content was too short, not addictive enough, but actually it was acceptable to receive, and felt very comfortable."

"But the content you poured down this time is a bit too harsh, equivalent to eating a meal, still too dry."

Last time, Fang Ziye used three hours just to lay out the very basic theory of mangled extremity limb salvage surgery, and only theory, without any content related to operational skills.

However, that time, Duan Hong felt it sounded very comfortable.

This time, Fang Ziye added things a bit too densely; in Duan Hong's view, it felt somewhat mixed.

Doing so, although it was not hiding anything, just that when giving the report, the audience was made confused, which is equivalent to not having spoken at all.

Fang Ziye replied: "Teacher Duan, this time, it is still the abridged version."

"What I mainly spoke about this time is actually the debridement technique and suturing technique of mangled extremity, and did not elevate the two basic skills to the height of mangled extremity functional reconstruction surgery to share."

Fang Ziye said: "I also prepared for this for a long time; this is already my twentieth abridged version, and during this process it has always been deleting."

"I also had Fellow Trainee Tian Luo and Fellow Trainee Jie Han listen to it; they thought it was fine!"

Fang Ziye's words directly made Teacher Duan stand up and slap the table.

Laughing and scolding while standing up to go get the work meal: "They are near water tower first getting the moon; you have cleared everything for them, so of course they feel it sounds quite comfortable!"

"Ziye, you are not honest."

After Teacher Duan stood up, the other several professors also stood up with smiling faces, but were cursing in their hearts.

Those who understood the full picture of the theory and those of them who slowly pondered—how could they be exactly the same?

The documents Fang Ziye shared before they had all seen, but Fang Ziye did not mark key points for them; everything relied on their own comprehension.

If the learning effect with a teacher and without a teacher could be consistent, then teachers in this world would have no reason to exist; everyone could self-study to become talented.

However, it is very obvious that the problem to be discussed today is not whether Fang Ziye is biased or not.

Fang Ziye, as someone from Zhongnan Hospital, does not wholeheartedly teach his fellow trainees, but instead goes to Peking Union Medical College Hospital or Tongji Hospital to patiently and painstakingly teach people he doesn't know?

Then why didn't Teacher Duan from Tongji Hospital come to Zhongnan Hospital to feed Fang Ziye before?

They ate work meals; the pre-ordered boxed meal standard was not low, a thirty-five yuan per portion meal set boxed meal, with plenty of meat and vegetables, basically even those with large appetites could eat full.

The taste was average; it could only be said the dishes looked quite healthy.

The time had long passed lunchtime; although everyone was a surgeon, eating at off-hours was common, but their stomachs would still follow the biological clock and feel hungry.

Therefore, in the preceding ten minutes, no one spoke.

When the meal was nearing its end, Teacher Duan said: "Ziye, have you considered organizing your theoretical system into a book and publishing it?"

"Otherwise, those documents you sent us are all without pattern, without much sense of hierarchy."

Teacher Duan now understood that although their hospital could also do some mangled extremity limb salvage surgery, it was actually an incomplete version and a youth version.

Compared to the original version at Zhongnan Hospital, it looked not much different, but actually the difference was still very large.

"Teacher Duan, I have considered it, but my current energy is still limited." Fang Ziye nodded, but then shook his head.

Teacher Duan, don't forget, I only defended my thesis this year; after the defense, I just started working intensely on this mangled extremity limb salvage surgery clinical project.

Until now, at most it hasn't even been half a year.

If it were other project groups, now the stent of this clinical project might not even be built yet; I have already formed a relatively mature theoretical system and even brought it out as a lecture to share—this is already not easy, okay?

I first must guarantee the surgical quality of patients in the clinic, and the rehabilitation quality after surgery, right?

Doing surgery is not to deliver a shoddy job; one cannot say that as long as one does what others cannot do, that's enough, and then not improve anymore.

In half a year, from mangled extremity to functional reconstruction surgery, then to upper limb mangled extremity and functional reconstruction surgery, plus the development of the microcirculation instrument focused on R&D in September.

Fang Ziye's time is truly not enough, even if he doesn't sleep, eat, or rest!

That is still not enough.

Deng Yong laughed: "Hong Brother, hey, my family's Ziye only completed his thesis defense this March!"

"Hey! ~" Deng Yong's smile at this moment was somewhat similar to Yuan Weihong's.

Teacher Duan heard this and on the spot broke his big defense; the honest smile on his chubby face instantly turned into a Shura: "You hey your sister, I still hey your grandpa."

He almost dropped his chopsticks.

Well known, Teacher Duan has always been an honest and elegant person; whoever can push him to this degree must be someone he values very much.

Also, the relationship between Teacher Duan and Deng Yong is very good; their private friendship can be said to be as close as iron brothers; otherwise Teacher Duan wouldn't come to Zhongnan Hospital to listen to Fang Ziye showing off.

Whether Fang Ziye's seminar could be successfully held had nothing to do with him, Duan Hong.

If anyone was embarrassed, it was Zhongnan Hospital that lost more face.

The flesh mole on Deng Yong's chin immediately twitched sideways, and he deliberately wore a blank expression: "Why are you getting angry out of embarrassment?"

Professor Liu Bo smoothed things over: "Professor Deng, just say a few less words."

"I feel like hitting someone just listening to this." Liu Bo's voice was still very soft, but carried a few more sharp edges.

Fang Ziye was already so formidable, yes, your Zhongnan Hospital had encountered such a peerless genius—

But was it necessary to bring this up at this moment?

Deng Yong then buried himself in eating his boxed meal—

This was just a small interlude; after the meal, Duan Hong specially called Wu Xuanqi, who was still at Zhongnan Hospital, to come over and let Wu Xuanqi attend this seminar as well.

During the discussion, Duan Hong did not deliberately refrain from asking questions, nor deliberately ask random ones, just because Deng Yong had annoyed him earlier.

"Ziye, I feel there are some somewhat redundant parts in your basic theory this time; you should think of a better way to handle them and cut out those redundant theories."

"And what you need to explain can be replaced by other methods."

"For example, regarding this debridement technique for mangled extremities and the principles of the injury mechanism of mangled extremities, I feel it's a bit redundant."

"Of course, this is just my personal opinion. After all, I understand more things than the other listeners." Duan Hong cautiously gave his opinion.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye said: "Thank you, Teacher Duan, I'll study it later."

Whenever a problem was pointed out, Fang Ziye would record it.

Professor Liang Qizhen of the Provincial Central South Hospital said: "Ziye, I might not have that many questions; after all, the disease types at our hospital are mainly traditional Chinese medicine and bone-setting injuries."

"So I might give you some other suggestions, for example, have you considered introducing some bone-setting plasters into the wound healing after mangled extremity surgery?"

Hearing this, Fang Ziye honestly shook his head: "Teacher Liang, I can't consider this problem for the time being, because our current clinical project hasn't been going on for very long."

"Just doing the surgery well and perfecting the perioperative medication of modern medicine has consumed a great deal of our energy."

"Secondly, our team has no talent proficient in traditional Chinese medicine; whether Chinese medicine plasters will cause infection, how to handle and respond, and how to deal with complications if they arise, we have no experience in handling them."

Liang Qizhen nodded: "Then I'll ask one last question."

"Ziye, for a surgery like mangled extremity, if one needs to simultaneously pay attention to the content of both the limb preservation surgery and the postoperative functional reconstruction surgery, what basic skills should be prepared?"

This question was more practical and was also content that many hospitals in Han City were about to encounter.

Fang Ziye explained: "First, the team must first be able to maturely carry out functional reconstruction surgery, including but not limited to functional reconstruction surgery after mangled extremity surgery."

"Only if you understand what content functional reconstruction surgery requires will you know what needs to be preserved during the first-stage limb preservation surgery."

"This is not a formula; some tissue remnants of mangled extremities have no regularity whatsoever, so experience can only be slowly accumulated."

"Including myself, no suitable regularity has been summarized yet; there are only some small tricks, but they are not within the scope of our discussion this time."

"As for conceptual things, I have already elaborated on them in the basic principles of mangled extremity treatment; if I speak again, it would just be repetition."

……

The questions continued.

At dinner, everyone moved their boxed meals to the conference room, because it was no longer a question-and-answer format but a seminar format, and everyone could speak freely.

Even Duan Hong said that even Hu Qingyuan could speak freely; if there were a dog here, as long as no one was speaking, it could bark a few times wildly—purely an exchange of ideas.

Actually, it wasn't that Deng Yong couldn't treat them, but everyone still hoped to chat more with Fang Ziye.

After spending a whole day with Fang Ziye, including Duan Hong, everyone felt they had gained a lot; Fang Ziye was like a very exquisite instrument—whenever any of their ideas had any omissions or problems, Fang Ziye could precisely point them out.

Of course, this pattern had not yet been noticed by anyone; they just felt that when communicating with Fang Ziye, Fang Ziye could give them just the right amount of benefit.

How could they know that Fang Ziye's basic theory of trauma surgery had now reached the incredible level of Level 6, and his ability to find and fill gaps was such that even if you were Duan Hong, he could poke a hole through you.

Shen Tao asked jokingly: "Ziye, I'll ask you a rather special question; tell me, how can we become as excellent as you?"

"Ah?" Shen Tao's question left Associate Professor Leng Duo next door stunned.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye smiled: "Uncle Master, I can't give an answer to this question; everyone is good at different things, and everyone's suitable learning methods are different."

"If there must be a focus, it should be learning two words: keep learning, keep improving."

"I also need to keep working hard! ~"

For such flattery, Fang Ziye was already somewhat used to it, but he couldn't not answer.

"Alright, I'm just too greedy, this..." Shen Tao replied, but his voice was interrupted by the ringtone of a mobile phone beside Duan Hong.

Duan Hong immediately picked up the phone and said apologetically: "A call is coming in; I'll go out to answer it, you all keep chatting! ~"

Now it was mealtime; he was Duan Hong, not some little lackey, and not every call could be left unanswered at any time.

Shen Tao added: "Ziye, tell me, can I let my student Xiao Guo come work for you for a few months? Help me train him?"

Hearing this, Fang Ziye furrowed his brow: "Teacher Shen, isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Seeing Shen Tao about to speak, Fang Ziye added a reminder: "I'm not exactly short of manpower right now either."

Shen Tao then said nothing more.

It can be said that if Shen Tao had let his student come much earlier, Fang Ziye really wouldn't have refused.

But now Fang Ziye already had his own research assistant, helping his fellow trainee with a ton of things, and you want to stuff a student in?

Hearing that Fang Ziye had already shut Shen Tao's mouth, Deng Yong laughed: "Professor Shen, our department currently has enough manpower; although the Provincial People's Hospital is richer than our hospital, we don't need to be subsidized yet."

Deng Yong's words were considered to have killed this topic.

Shen Tao hurriedly said: "Teacher Deng, I was just joking."

Deng Yong then smiled again: "Professor Shen, I was actually joking with you too; if you want to let someone come for an exchange for a while, just call them over directly."

"But there are no proper procedures."

Zhongnan Hospital and the Provincial People's Hospital are both affiliated hospitals of Han City University, and both are graduate students of Han City University; there is no such thing as exchange students or exchange programs.

The school would not agree to this exchange procedure.

Hearing this, Shen Tao immediately rejoiced: "Thank you, Teacher Deng, then I'll take it seriously?"

Fang Ziye said nothing more, merely calculating something in his heart—

Shen Tao bringing this up must have spoken to Yuan Weihong in advance; Yuan Weihong had Shen Tao discuss it with them, meaning Yuan Weihong had no strong objection.

Yuan Weihong and Shen Tao were on very good terms privately!

Fang Ziye had of course considered this point, but bringing one more student from the Provincial People's Hospital and bringing one more of his own students were two completely different concepts.

Fang Ziye did not know what consideration led Deng Yong to agree to Shen Tao's suggestion.

After Shen Tao finished speaking, the others were also somewhat tempted, but hesitated, wanting to speak yet stopping themselves.

Shen Tao was an Associate Professor, and since he and Zhongnan Hospital shared the same origin, transfers between graduate students were relatively normal.

If they wanted to push a student over, Deng Yong definitely would not agree again.

Duan Hong walked in from outside the conference room at this moment, a faint smell of cigarette smoke clinging to him, and sat down.

Duan Hong picked up the tea on the table and said, "I have explosive news for everyone."

"While we were preparing for the seminar today, Professor Liu Huanglong of Zhongnan Hospital has already taken the Microcirculation Instrument out of Zhongnan Hospital!"

"Professor Yue of the Hand Surgery Department at Huaxi Hospital and Professor Zhong Junyu of the Hand Surgery Department at Peking Union Medical College Hospital collaborated to perform finger reimplantation surgery at Peking Union Medical College Hospital."

"Throughout the entire surgery, no outsiders participated; it was entirely the original team."

"Just now Professor Song Donghai called me, insisting that I must take you down, Ziye. What do you say?" Duan Hong looked at Fang Ziye with a smiling, Maitreya-like expression.

His gaze was filled with greedy devouring, as if saying, Fang Ziye, you can't escape.

Song Donghai was the Administrative Director of the Hand Surgery Department at Tongji Hospital!

The Hand Surgery Department at Tongji Hospital was second only to Peking Union Medical College Hospital; since Peking Union Medical College Hospital had taken the lead first, Tongji Hospital naturally would not lag behind, directly approaching Duan Hong to get a Microcirculation Instrument into their department.

Clearly they wanted to claim the title of "first to arrive" for the limb reimplantation surgical technique.

"Professor Liu took the Microcirculation Instrument out? I haven't been following this matter recently." Fang Ziye was very surprised.

Beside him, Deng Yong's gaze was also filled with disbelief.

Deng Yong said upon hearing this: "Liu Huanglong's influence is still great; not only is his own professional ability outstanding, he can be called the top expert in nerve-related treatment in the province."

"Even more so thanks to the influence behind him."

"Ziye, you've stayed with Liu Huanglong for so long; surely you understand?"

Duan Hong seemed to have a hidden meaning.

Fang Ziye, upon hearing this, kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

This was indeed a heavy bomb.

Unlike limb salvage surgery for mangled extremities, now that Liu Huanglong had simply taken the Microcirculation Instrument out, the original professor team could immediately perform a new surgical technique.

This was the benefit of the instrument being easy to use and convenient.

The instrument was an external object; its purpose was assistance, to make operations more convenient, life more comfortable, and surgery simpler.

Skill was internal strength.

Everyone knew higher internal strength was better, but in reality, the better the instrument, the greater the effect it could produce in the hands of many experts.

Because not every "expert" could advance further.

"Ziye!?"

"Can you give me some face?" Duan Hong asked.

"I know you can do it."

However, as Duan Hong looked at Fang Ziye, Professor Liang Qizhen of the Provincial Central South Hospital was also gazing at him with burning eyes.

At this time, one could not show favoritism.

"Those who see it get a share; it's not that just because Tongji Hospital wants it, others can't have it. Either you agree to none, or you agree to all."

Fang Ziye still shook his head: "Teacher Duan, let Professor Song talk to Professor Liu, or you can talk to Professor Liu yourself!"

Once something was said to be handed over, Fang Ziye would not casually interfere anymore.

A person must keep their word; the further one moves forward, the more these four words "keep one's word" will be fixed in one's character.

The more one can live up to these four words, the more weight one's future promises will carry, and even one's character can serve as the vessel for one's promises!

Liu Huanglong had indeed released a heavy bomb, and the energy of this bomb far exceeded Fang Ziye's previous expectations.

However, it was still the same thing: Professor Liu Huanglong was a professor; his influence, if he wanted to hide it, Fang Ziye had no way.

This was his property; Liu Huanglong not using all his resources to help Fang Ziye was absolutely not wrong.

Liu Huanglong had helped Fang Ziye; that was also a fact!

"You can really keep your cool!" Duan Hong laughed lightly, then said nothing more, merely keeping his head down and continuing to eat.

Beside him, Deng Yong also sighed softly, seeing that Fang Ziye did not understand Duan Hong's words, carrying his lunch box over, and explaining to Fang Ziye:

"Ziye, Duan Hong is giving you an opportunity; you can take back some disposal rights to exchange for some resources."

Fang Ziye, upon hearing this, said softly to his teacher: "Master, a person of character who keeps a promise is worth more than resources obtained through exchange."

"What we need now is time to settle, not very direct resources."

Fang Ziye clearly understood one thing!

He now possessed a very large resource base in Hubei Province, and these resource bases, Fang Ziye was temporarily unwilling to open, and could not easily open.

The surgical techniques he developed were originally the greatest weapons; there was no need to use a circulation instrument to exchange for resources.

This was the essence—the wealth hinted at by Director Zu Haiguo.

(Chapter End)