Chapter 538

"Master, but I just left my hometown, our schedule isn't full yet!" Fang Ziye explained.

It was agreed before to take leave, the procedures were all done, and now they're temporarily calling him back — isn't that a bit ridiculous?

"Ziye, I know. If this matter weren't quite troublesome, I wouldn't have called you."

"You've also worked hard for so long..."

Deng Yong's tone hesitated slightly: "But considering the big picture, you can also consider taking leave in advance, or I'll make it up to you with compensatory leave next year."

As a formal staff member of Zhongnan Hospital, there is annual leave every year; although the time isn't long, some extra can be given to Fang Ziye as appropriate.

By that time, the department's business will all be proficient, so whether Fang Ziye is there or not shouldn't be a big problem.

Luo Tingzhu looked at Fang Ziye, her bright eyes blinking, reflecting the streetlights like stars.

"Master, what's the latest I can come back?" Fang Ziye knew Deng Yong had called, so it should be quite troublesome.

But Fang Ziye still wanted to fight for more benefits for himself.

To tell the truth, the world operates normally without anyone; the unit is the same.

Zhongnan Hospital won't stop operating because Fang Ziye isn't there.

"Latest? Latest, Dean Wang's meaning is he hopes you can return as soon as possible, but didn't specify a concrete deadline."

"My personal meaning: you finish the mid-month, there are still a few days."

"You're still in Enshi now; four or five days is enough for you to run a trip to Yucheng." Deng Yong said.

Luo Tingzhu and Fang Ziye are both Deng Yong's students; the approximate itinerary of this trip for the two, Deng Yong knows some.

A trip to Fang Ziye's hometown, then a trip to Luo Tingzhu's hometown.

Luo Tingzhu took Fang Ziye to meet the parents at her grandmother's grave; although it doesn't count as formally meeting the son-in-law, it's still a trip that must be made.

The two didn't have a formal engagement banquet or engagement procedure; after this trip, the two can set about taking wedding photos, engagement, and such matters.

Bride price and such, even if it circulates around and comes back to the two's hands, Luo Tingzhu's identity is special; even if her parents want to ask an exorbitant price, Luo Tingzhu can ignore it!

And Deng Yong also knows, for the two's wedding, Luo Tingzhu currently doesn't plan to let her parents come witness; they can come, but the "father" role on the bride's side is him and Professor Zeng Quanming.

One stands on the platform, one sends the bridal arch.

"Master, I'll see the situation. I've come to Enshi, I still need to visit a few friends, and the Enshi Yangyuan, I should also go once."

"After all, Brother Gu is still there!" Fang Ziye said.

Gu Yi and Fang Ziye can't be said to have very deep feelings; they can't compare with the two direct disciples Lan Tianluo and Jie Han, even compared to Li Yuanpei there's less classmate bond.

But Gu Yi once helped Fang Ziye; recently hearing Gu Yi was taken away for questioning, Fang Ziye was far away, naturally unable to help.

Now that he's reached Enshi, roughly understanding the situation is still necessary.

If he can take Gu Yi away, and Gu Yi is also willing to go, that's naturally best.

If there's no way, it also represents he tried his best.

Hearing this, Deng Yong took a deep breath: "Ziye, then you watch the time and come back."

"Master will try to drag it out for you a while longer."

After speaking, Deng Yong hung up the phone, without the slightest hesitation.

Deng Yong is still that Deng Yong, never changed.

"Master told you to go back early?" Luo Tingzhu asked generously.

She doesn't like hiding her thoughts.

"Yes, and told me to go back as much as possible, but after I mentioned Brother Gu, Master said he could drag out some time for me."

"Sigh~" After putting down the phone, Fang Ziye scratched his head.

Luo Tingzhu pursed her lips, hesitated a few seconds before resuming walking: "Teacher Deng is still the same as before, nothing to say about his treatment of his students."

"This is very good, but also very bad."

Favoring students, protecting them — as students the two naturally have no complaints; Deng Yong can do this for Gu Yi, for them he can definitely do even better.

It's just Deng Yong's personality, sometimes too extreme, even unable to distinguish priorities, it's quite damn annoying!

Using a somewhat ill-timed phrase to describe it, this is the prelude to an academic clique; if Deng Yong once gains power, then he's absolutely a standard academic warlord.

Nepotism in a changed form!

"Tingzhu, let's go back first, tomorrow we have to go to Enshi." Fang Ziye said.

Fang Ziye has been home for nearly a week, met with his parents, met the elders at home.

Chatting, accompanying...

It's impossible to always have things to talk about; parents have some topics they're interested in, besides forcibly joining in, Fang Ziye really can't raise much interest.

So many clinical projects still to do, and you say Liang Xia gossips this family's daughter-in-law still in university already had a kid, another family married a wife for only eighty thousand, and another family's kid didn't even graduate high school, a single person makes over a hundred thousand a year, who knows doing what.

This kind of topic, how can Fang Ziye blend in.

Luo Tingzhu smiled: "Senior Brother, didn't you say you planned to visit that Uncle across from your house?"

"Not planning to go anymore?"

The Uncle across from Fang Ziye's house is the one who originally spread rumors about Fang Ziye, causing Old Fang and Fang Ziye's uncle to rush to Han City overnight.

Originally Fang Ziye was quite angry, wanted to return in glory, bring him some gifts, and go with his parents to give gift money and visit!

But after being home a while, hearing mother, aunts, uncles' wives chatting, and father and the uncles next door chatting.

Fang Ziye put away this idea.

Let him be!

One person can't change the broader environment; even if Fang Ziye went, he might be able to change one family's mindset, but what about this entire street?

Doing well yourself is enough.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Forget it, instead of seeking that kind of happiness, better we go play more places, relax properly; Enshi's Grand Canyon and Yucheng, we must go."

"This is more necessary than visiting the Uncle across the way."

The two walked toward home, but Fang Ziye suddenly discovered that there were many more people at his own doorway!

There actually weren't many people in the town; apart from the New Year season, even market days didn't draw many people.

Ordinarily, aside from the doorway of the mahjong hall where this many people would gather, it was rare for anyone to cluster in front of a family's courtyard.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu scanned two circles around; discovering that some among them were dressed unlike ordinary folk, and their bearing didn't resemble the town's businessmen either, they hurriedly quickened their steps to go meet them.

Across from the house and diagonally opposite, people also rushed over to join the excitement after seeing a crowd gathered.

Pushing through the crowd, Fang Ziye, pulling Luo Tingzhu, saw Fang Nan and Liang Xia looking slightly panicked and at a loss: "Dad? Mom? Who are these people?"

The moment Fang Nan saw Fang Ziye, his tense expression immediately relaxed: "Ziye, you've come at just the right time!"

Finishing, Fang Nan pointed at a person diagonally opposite: "This is your maternal uncle, currently the Village Secretary back in my hometown village; this is your Ninth Grandpa, also a village cadre."

"And this one is a cadre from the town!"

After Fang Nan spoke, the person referred to as the town cadre hurriedly stood up and introduced himself: "Doctor Fang, hello hello."

"This one is our County Health Commission Bureau Chief, Bureau Chief Xiang."

Bureau Chief Xiang was slightly plump, with a square face and large earlobes; speaking now with a smiling, amiable air: "Professor Fang, hello, I'm Xiang Hong!"

"I'm from our County Health Commission; this visit is truly presumptuous."

Xiang Hong didn't dare put on airs at all; seeing Fang Ziye about to stand, he hurriedly stood first and said: "Professor Fang, please sit."

Xiang Hong was surrounded at the very center; one look showed he was the core figure of the crowd.

Hearing Xiang Hong speak like this, everyone exchanged blank looks.

The first was his address for Fang Ziye; the second was Xiang Hong's attitude.

Generally speaking, never mind a university student — even a PhD graduate from a prestigious university, arriving in the county, how could a county bureau chief possibly come personally to find you?

No one might even know your name; there are who knows how many PhDs in Ba County — how could he possibly visit each one?

Yet Xiang Hong came, and with an enthusiastic, earnest attitude.

After shaking hands with him, Fang Ziye smiled and said: "Bureau Chief Xiang, hello."

"I'm just an ordinary small physician; you're so polite, I don't even know how to respond."

Xiang Hong knitted his brows: "Professor Fang, look at what you're saying — how could you possibly be an ordinary small physician?"

"Able to be specially reported on by the Longtai Technology Channel, with the National Health Commission personally sending a letter to exceptionally promote Professor Fang to Deputy Chief Physician — this is a rare exception in our Eastern Han!"

"Only to blame that our Ba County is remote and information-blocked, unable to contact Professor Fang earlier; otherwise, Professor Fang would more or less have to trouble yourself to contribute to our Ba County's health undertakings." Xiang Hong's voice was slightly ingratiating.

No way — one is the County Health Commission, the other the National Health Commission, separated by ten thousand li.

Second, these past few days who knows which immortal went mad and personally called Enzhou; Enzhou immediately passed the call down to the Deputy County Magistrate in charge of the County Health Commission.

Then Xiang Hong could only be transferred here by phone.

Hearing Xiang Hong finish, the surrounding onlooker neighbors began whispering, and their voices grew louder and louder; because too many people were speaking, it seemed especially noisy.

Hearing this, what should be a town cadre spoke up to remind: "Everyone, everyone fellow villagers and bosses, lower your voices a bit!"

"We chat as we chat, but we can't disturb others chatting, right? Or, shall we move farther away to chat?"

Hearing his voice, the noisy clamor cooled down again. Then as the onlookers seemed to grow more and more, a few people began to persuade them to disperse.

Fang Ziye even noticed that the uncle across the street who sells glazed tiles had unconsciously crossed over from the opposite side of the road to watch the spectacle.

"Bureau Chief Xiang, you're too polite; I'm insignificant and just graduated not long ago."

"Bureau Chief Xiang, I wonder if there's something else you've come here for?" Fang Ziye didn't believe the other side came to talk nonsense.

Of course, Fang Ziye wasn't intimidated by him either!

Fang Ziye's file is at Zhongnan Hospital, belonging to the Hubei Provincial Health Commission directly; no matter how awesome Xiang Hong is, wanting to move Fang Ziye is impossible.

Furthermore, by title calculation, Associate Professor already equals 'Bureau Level'!

It's still an academic title; never mind the County Health Commission, even people from Enshi or Enzhou can't do anything to Fang Ziye — unless they want to cross over Han City University to take a shit.

Isn't that asking for boredom?

"Professor Fang, to tell the truth, my coming in has two purposes: the first concerns our Ba County; the second concerns you, Professor Fang."

"You also walked out of our Ba County; you should know we're remote, transportation isn't especially convenient, and our medical health level is also at a development bottleneck."

"If Professor Fang can lend a helping hand, I represent the entire county's people — all would be grateful to you." Xiang Hong said.

This is Xiang Hong's first purpose.

Although currently the counterpart assistance for Ba County People's Hospital is Tongji Hospital, and also Zhongnan Hospital, with counterpart assistance, the level of people dispatched is just so-so.

Most are Attending Physicians or Associate Professors coming to gild their resumes.

Although relative to Ba County's level they're certainly much higher, many times after they leave, the county's medical level enters a plateau period.

Fang Ziye walked out of Ba County; if he can be invited back, then Ba County People's Hospital will prosper!

Some of Zhongnan Hospital's operating models can also run at Ba County People's Hospital.

"Bureau Chief Xiang, you're the Health Commission Bureau Chief; you should know our counterpart exchanges are all designated — currently it's Tongji Hospital hand-in-hand with Ba County People's Hospital; our hospital definitely can't meddle."

"Furthermore, I'm just a specialty member; I can't influence hospital decisions!" Fang Ziye politely refused.

Xiang Hong then said: "Professor Fang, you're being too modest, aren't you? If you're willing, I believe Professor Fang certainly still has this way."

"I represent our Ba County's hundred-odd thousand common people, hoping Professor Fang can help build the hometown's health undertakings!"

Xiang Hong looks harmless, but his words are a bit heart-piercing.

Opening and closing his mouth it's hundred-odd thousand common people.

However, for such words, Fang Ziye has seen teachers with response experience: "Bureau Chief Xiang, living under the red flag, Eastern Han is one family."

"All within our sight are our compatriot brothers; for the overall situation, I trust the hospital, the Provincial Health Commission, the Provincial Party Committee, and even higher-level decisions!"

"I also don't understand administration, so I'd better not recklessly offer strategies, lest I affect the overall situation!"

Joke — Fang Ziye even stood firm against Enshi Yangyuan; you want to use this thing to coerce me, Fang Ziye?

Really think I have no insight at all?

Xiang Hong was at a loss for words, but he was after all the Bureau Chief, and his response was still quick: "Professor Fang, everyone's family is a family; under circumstances where one has the capability, one should still first build up our Ba County this small family, no?"

"These are words that can only be said behind closed doors."

By the time it got to here, Fang Nan could no longer understand; Liang Xia, who was usually very articulate, was also thoroughly flustered, just at the point of almost being persuaded to open her mouth and also urge him.

Fang Ziye said: "Bureau Chief Xiang, you are too kind."

"As the saying goes, the kindness of giving birth is not as great as the kindness of raising; wherever you eat your rice, you naturally should be all the more grateful to that place."

"Our Eastern Han, vast in territory and rich in resources, has very strong inclusiveness; many leadership teams leave their homes thousands of miles away without hesitation to build other places."

"Where one resides, that is one's family gate."

"The words and deeds of many predecessors, I am insignificant and my words carry little weight, I truly dare not break the situation, and even more dare not be too selfish; with limited ability, my vision is correspondingly short-sighted."

Joking; similar matters, Deng Yong did not know how many times he had handled them; Fang Ziye, listening on the phone, heard no fewer than ten times.

Xiang Hong actually wanted to compete in acting and compare eloquence with him!

This is the foundation inherited from a top-tier hospital professor; you say the sky is broken, you still would not dare say that the patients Fang Ziye encountered in Han City did not have Ba County patients' kin.

He dared say, once this matter spread, he might be rushed to death.

Not returning home in wealth, the old saying actually has a certain truth to it.

Xiang Hong sighed, and did not get angry: "Doctor Fang, this is blaming our work for not being meticulous enough."

"Indeed, before this, we failed to help support Professor Fang you in any way; I checked, whether it was scholarships or other aspects of subsidies, Professor Fang you indeed did not enjoy the corresponding treatment."

"However, I also hope Professor Fang can give us an opportunity."

"Actually, this time I came, there is another purpose, which is to hope Professor Fang you can consider returning to work early; after all, Professor Fang your technique is very strong, the hospital and the department's patients all need you."

"This is the task I brought; I will just speak the truth."

Xiang Hong stated his position: letting Fang Ziye come to Ba County for targeted support was Ba County's request.

But, letting Fang Ziye return to work early was a task he brought with him; he had to come.

"Bureau Chief Xiang, to be frank, I am currently on sick leave; you may not understand the Chief Resident well; Chief Resident means total hospitalization, always staying in the hospital."

"I don't even dare leave the hospital's scope to eat; twenty-four hour shift coverage, the longest time I was on duty once..."

"Bureau Chief Xiang, when I worked before, the surgery time was too long, I even put on a diaper, just so I wouldn't dare step down from the surgery."

"Such time lasted a full half year plus; basically very hard to sleep well; you tell me, after such high-intensity work, shouldn't one rest a bit?"

"Although we say we are a brick, where needed there we move, but we also equally must respect the human-centric ideology, work-life balance..."

"It can't be that, after going to work, you still don't give rest, right?"

"..." Fang Ziye was acting too.

After the group of people each departed.

The Deputy Bureau Chief Liu Guangwei following Xiang Hong said with particular depression: "Bureau Chief Xiang, this Doctor Fang, is like a loach, impervious to both oil and salt."

"He doesn't look like the type purely doing academics."

Liu Guangwei was driving, his mouth corner twisting, clearly not feeling too comfortable.

This time, he and Xiang Hong organized so many people to go to Fang Ziye's home; it seemed like they didn't scrape a single cent of benefit.

Xiang Hong then glanced at Liu Guangwei, saying: "Bureau Chief Liu, how much do you look down on a university's Associate Professor? And still a twenty-nine-year-old Associate Professor! ~"

"At this age being able to promote to Associate Professor, might be even harder than promoting to Bureau Level! ~"

"Without a bit of substantive thing, one cannot be pushed up!"

Xiang Hong took a deep breath, then said: "Modern times have changed, just like we have also changed."

"You surely don't still think, you'll encounter some high-education low-ability people again?"

"You also think properly, this kind of weird style, what era did they appear in?"

Liu Guangwei hearing this, at that moment fell silent and did not speak.

He knew the answer, but dared not say it.

That was an era of not looking at academic grades but relying on connections for recommendation exemption...

The college entrance exam, not only changed many ordinary people's fates, but also changed an era's fate.

Admittedly it still has many unreasonable places, but it also has very strong rationality and fairness.

Liu Guangwei said: "Bureau Chief Xiang, your meaning is? Current university students, actually also aren't people who don't understand human relations?"

"At least this Professor Fang isn't." Xiang Hong frowned tightly, right hand tapping the passenger seat's car window glass.

"Perhaps, the materials we received are only what we can see. Professor Fang is a very excellent talent; above he has a professor as Supervisor; in his unit, he doesn't need to show too much human relations, only needs to do academics well."

"He can then safely and steadily rise step by step, rather than he doesn't know how."

"Moreover, Professor Fang understands very well where our bottom line is."

"The call we received was to persuade him to go back! Not anything else." Xiang Hong emphasized.

Why persuade him to go back, because Fang Ziye's value is extremely extremely high; many big shots need him.

You dare offend?

The idiom kill chicken to warn monkey at that time would be speaking of you!

In the house, some neighbors successively walked in, each with faces full of smiles saying: "Fang Nan, you really gave birth to a good son."

"So young and already a professor; even the Bureau Chief came to visit."

Fang Nan at once shed the title of Fang Second!

"Little Ye'er, in your unit, are you especially popular?" Someone also asked Fang Ziye.

"Last time Auntie on television saw Little Ye'er you!"

"From small I knew Little Ye'er you are a top-tier talent; this is much higher gold content than any top scholar."

"That's right, Doctor. Also a professor; I heard my family's kid say, in university professors are all specially bringing Doctors; Little Ye'er's future students will be Doctors." Someone who knew the trade more said it like this.

Fang Ziye didn't reply with a single word, merely greeting the visitors politely, then seeing them off one by one alongside his parents.

As they left, muttering still drifted from the distance: "The old saying goes well, 'In books there are faces like jade, in books there are houses of gold.' The Fang family's son, his studies have brought him success."

"The Fang family's daughter-in-law is truly good-looking too. Beautiful outside and wise within..."

"Hey, Liu Xiazi, you studied for a few years too? How come you didn't study your way out?" someone jeered.

The man called Liu Xiazi had actually lost one eye to a firecracker explosion, and was now a One-Eyed Dragon, but he swore he could absolutely still see, and had even secretly witnessed shameless daylight debauchery!

"Back then the era was different. In junior high my grades were first, but they just wouldn't let me go to high school, wouldn't let me go to vocational school either. What could I do?"

"Fate! ~"

"Fang Nan, Little Ye, sorry, before Uncle was insensible, pretending to understand while babbling nonsense."

"I apologize to you two, even made Fang Nan specially run a trip to Han City." The neighbor, the uncle selling glazed tiles, said.

He was also surnamed Fang, just a different branch from Fang Ziye's family, and a different generation.

The two families happened to live opposite each other; he was a few years older than Fang Nan, so naturally they addressed each other as brothers.

"Uncle, you're being polite. You were doing it for my own good."

"Just those few days, I kept having things to do, so I didn't answer the home phone. Otherwise this misunderstanding wouldn't have happened." Fang Ziye said.

"Good, good. Little Ye, your parents have finally come through the hardship."

"You make at least twenty thousand a month now, right?" He pushed the figure as high as he dared.

In the town, a monthly salary of twenty thousand was absolutely high pay. Fang Ziye had just graduated, so he didn't dare flatter more exaggeratedly.

"About that. After all, I studied so many years, and now I'm nearly thirty before earning money." Fang Ziye didn't tell him his real income.

There was no need for that.

After seeing off this uncle too, Fang Nan pulled down the rolling shutter door, and only then did it finally become quiet.

The old couple had many questions to ask, but Fang Ziye was leaving tomorrow, they still had to pack some things, and the two of them also needed to rest early.

For Luo Tingzhu's sake, the two of them held back.

Fang Nan said: "Tingzhu, Ziye, you two go rest first! ~"

"If you're not going straight back to Han City, wait a while and I'll mail the things to you. Mailing is convenient now, just can't mail live animals."

"Our pig was just slaughtered. We use a fire stove. In about a month the cured meat will be ready."

"Dad, Mom, you two rest early too! ~"

Fang Ziye hurriedly said: "Also, in the future even if you can't get through on the phone, you can call Tingzhu's number."

"When you come to Han City, remember to let us know, so we have some preparation."

"Last time Dad you came, you left early the next day. My heart felt like a stone was stuck in it, unbearable."

Fang Nan was a very traditional person, couldn't stand Fang Ziye this youngster's emotional display. He waved his hand: "In my early years going out to work, what suffering haven't I eaten?"

"Sleeping in parks, sleeping on roadsides, those were common occurrences!"

"Go go go, go rest early."

Fang Ziye's home was a self-built house, three stories total. The parents were also quite traditional. After the two of them returned, they had always slept in separate rooms...

The next day, Fang Ziye finished packing luggage. He and Luo Tingzhu each pushed a suitcase. After Fang Nan sent them to the town's bus transit center, Fang Nan and Liang Xia still waited reluctantly at the bus doorway for a long time.

Until the two of them had completely left, their waving figures only then disappeared from Fang Ziye's vision.

Every time this happened, Fang Ziye felt an indescribable discomfort.

This time was slightly better. Luo Tingzhu extended her left hand and said softly: "In the future, if Uncle and Aunt are willing, we can have them come to Han City, buy an upstairs-downstairs place."

Luo Tingzhu finished speaking and hurriedly explained: "Not saying unwilling to live with Dad and Mom, but this way would be more convenient."

Fang Ziye said: "I know. But I feel they might not necessarily be willing to come to Han City."

"This town holds their lifetime of memories. Their life, habits, acquaintances, everything, including my childhood, are all left here!"

"Even if they went to Han City, they would be unaccustomed."

This was a fact Fang Ziye was unwilling to admit. In front of Fang Nan and Liang Xia, Fang Ziye didn't dare say these words, afraid they'd think Fang Ziye was unwilling to take them to Han City.

However, Fang Ziye had seen too many. Small-town parents, after seeing their children off, returned to their hometown.

Including some who worked in county units. They went to big cities outside, and were also extremely unaccustomed.

Luo Tingzhu asked again: "Senior Brother, then if you were made to come back? Would you be willing?"

"I'll listen to you!"

Fang Ziye shook his head again: "If it were a few years ago, I'd definitely be willing."

"But now?"

This town and Ba County fundamentally have no place for Fang Ziye to use his skills.

Patient sources are few, surgical volume is low. If Fang Ziye came back now, he'd be bored to death!

Every day's work is the same old routine. Boring surgeries. Unchallenging work. A wait-for-death life without need for enterprise!

Truly dull.

Moreover, Fang Ziye felt that his current ability, if unable to be released, would be an enormous waste.

This isn't Fang Ziye thinking himself proud. It's fact.

After the two settled in at Enshi's hotel, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu first ate a hot pot meal, then ate a "Small Tender Bamboo" meal. After that, this struggle was completely swept away.

The post-lunch nap stretched on continuously, cold wind not intruding.

The two didn't get up until past six in the evening!

Then they rushed to Enshi's first Internet Celebrity Spot...

The next day.

"Tingzhu, you rest well first. I'll go to the sanatorium; you don't need to come with me. If things go smoothly, I'll be back soon," Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu didn't want to move at all; she stretched her foot toes a few times.

She murmured "Mm-mm" for a while.

She really wanted to say: an orthopedic doctor's strength being great isn't exactly a good thing either.

Fang Ziye took a taxi to the sanatorium entrance once again, but this time the furnishings here were far more mature than last year.

There were still people guarding the entrance; although they weren't in formal attire, their ramrod-straight sitting posture showed they were no ordinary people.

After Fang Ziye walked a few steps forward, the two stood up: "Brother, no random entry allowed here."

Fang Ziye said: "Big Brother, I'm Fang Ziye. I came here last year. Would you mind using the walkie-talkie to ask if Old Doctor Chen is in?"

"Just say a doctor named Fang Ziye is looking for him!"

Separated by a year, Fang Ziye didn't recognize if these two were the same two from last year; they probably didn't remember Fang Ziye either.

Although Fang Ziye was young, his tone and manner were very steady, his words very polite; one of them actually picked up the phone and asked.

He didn't use the walkie-talkie; probably the walkie-talkie couldn't reach the person he needed to call.

In just half a minute, one of the young men froze, then hung up and said: "Professor Fang, please wait a moment. Professor Zheng on the phone said he'll come out personally to receive you."

"Old Doctor Chen hasn't come to the sanatorium yet."

"But Professor Zheng has already called to notify him. Please have a seat!"

He directly offered up his own stool.

Because he had never seen Professor Zheng be this courteous to a young man.

Either Fang Ziye's skills were extraordinary, or Fang Ziye's background was significant.

Whichever it was, showing a little goodwill would never be a loss.

"Thanks! I'll just stand." Fang Ziye didn't actually sit down.

"Two big brothers, are you retired veterans?" Fang Ziye started chatting idly with the two.

"Already retired. Professor Fang, you're really a doctor?" People hanging around the sanatorium naturally knew a thing or two about doctors' professional titles.

A professor this young — they'd never heard of such a thing.

The professors they usually dealt with were at least forty-plus; even the few associate professors were close to forty.

Before long, the man called Professor Zheng arrived at the entrance, immediately rushing over very politely, then enthusiastically grasping Fang Ziye's hand, his face beaming, wrinkles deepening a few degrees.

Professor Zheng was of medium build, neither fat nor thin, age around sixty.

"Hello, Professor Zheng. Sorry to disturb you abruptly."

"I'm Fang Ziye, from Zhongnan Hospital. I came before for Enshi counterpart exchange, so I know Old Doctor Chen."

"This time I'm back in Enshi on vacation, so I came specially to pay a visit." Fang Ziye stated his purpose.

Professor Zheng said: "Professor Fang, no need for self-introduction. For your arrival, I've been waiting eagerly!"

"Come come come, let's go inside and talk."

As Professor Zheng went in, he told the two at the entrance: "This is Professor Fang. I specifically briefed you on him; I even showed you his photo."

One of the big brothers was also smooth-talking, replying: "Professor Zheng, mainly the real person is more handsome and more charming than the photo; didn't recognize him at first glance."

Then Professor Zheng led Fang Ziye to a reception room inside; the reception room had all kinds of equipment.

Not only various tea leaves, a full tea set, even tea pets, fine wines, etc.

The leisure area next door could still hear the sound of chess pieces hitting the board.

The courtyard scenery was also more exquisite; the pond clear and bright, fish swimming constantly, water flowing in bursts — an exceptionally quiet place.

"Professor Fang, Old Doctor Chen will still be a while. What tea do you usually drink?"

"Authentic Da Hong Pao — we have some stock here. Want some?" Professor Zheng opened with a trump card!

Enshi Yangyuan's standards were high; the people coming here to recuperate had even higher status and position; being able to get this kind of thing wasn't surprising.

"No no no, Professor Zheng. A mountain pig can't appreciate fine bran; such good stuff would be wasted going into my mouth."

"Any tea is fine for me; I gulp down mountain tea too." Fang Ziye said.

Right at this moment, Fang Ziye discovered that this Professor Zheng across from him was truly a shrewd operator; Fang Ziye hadn't even opened his mouth yet when Gu Yi, Senior Brother, arrived with a white coat tucked under his arm.

"Ziye, Ziye, Teacher Hu said you came to Enshi?"

"When did you arrive? Why didn't you say in advance? I could've driven to pick you up." Gu Yi's voice, full of vigor, came from far to near before he even arrived.

When he appeared, his face was full of ruddy glow and smiles, not a trace of "unappreciated talent" depression; instead he seemed bathed in spring breeze.

This scene made Fang Ziye slightly lose his composure; he stood up: "Brother Gu, I just arrived today."

"Last time I came back I went straight home; my parents picked me up at the train station."

Fang Ziye spoke facts; having parents pick him up was a perfectly normal reason not to see friends.

"Uncle and Aunt came too?"

"Then you should've told me even more; I've never paid a visit."

"Hello, Teacher Zheng." After exchanging pleasantries with Fang Ziye, Gu Yi greeted Professor Zheng beside him.

Then he introduced in a low voice: "Ziye, you probably aren't too familiar with Professor Zheng Dahai. He's a professor of 301 Neurosurgery, currently the Group Leader of the sanatorium's Neurosurgery!"

"Hello, Teacher Zheng." Fang Ziye echoed.

Zheng Dahai said: "Name's a bit common; I'm embarrassed to introduce myself."

"Professor Fang, I won't beat around the bush. I'll put it straight: our Enshi Yangyuan is a pure Military Region Yangyuan!"

"If you're interested, Xiao Gu and I can show you around. Those recuperating here, aside from some old seniors, are all young men full of sunshine."

"It's just that, due to some accidents, they suffered injuries."

"There are also some firefighters, police, etc. injured in nearby rescue operations." Zheng Dahai laid it out directly to Fang Ziye right away.

Fang Ziye looked towards Gu Yi, and Gu Yi nodded: "Ziye, this is true."

When he spoke to this point, Gu Yi clenched his two hands, and then said: "Actually, Master didn't want me to tell you."

"But I feel that I still have to explain it clearly to you, explain it transparently!"

"Master loves you very much; he knows his own capability isn't quite enough, so he might not be able to protect you."

"At that time, the sanatorium's side also had quite a lot of transfer order pressure on you, so Master dispatched me over first to do some reconnaissance."

"Mainly, in a situation where there's really no way to maneuver, Ziye, you still have a very proper retreat route! ~"

"Compared to acting as a medical attendant for nobles, it's still better to be a martyr from the military."

"Here, I feel it's pretty good! ~" Gu Yi said very directly.

Gu Yi's words directly made Fang Ziye feel as if struck by lightning!

In an instant, it was as if many things became transparent.

The matter of Gu Yi coming to Enshi Yangyuan was told to him by Wang Yuanqi; at that time, Enshi Yangyuan already had the intention to issue a transfer order for Fang Ziye.

It's just that at that time, Fang Ziye was still very pure, feeling that he was a doctor, so he should be closer to ordinary people, closer to patients, unwilling to come to Enshi Yangyuan, so he unilaterally refused.

Deng Yong didn't say anything, and just dispatched Gu Yi over; the external pretext was to let Gu Yi rotate through the sanatorium and then return to Zhongnan Hospital.

Perhaps, Gu Yi also came this way.

It's just that after Gu Yi came, he no longer wanted to go back.

Zhongnan Hospital has a "Privileged Department"!

Fang Ziye at that time still felt that if your Enshi Yangyuan big shots want to come over, you just come directly; anyway, your power reaches the sky.

However, what was the change afterwards?

Fang Ziye has already experienced it.

Zheng Dahai at this moment smiled with the corners of his mouth curling up, saying: "Ziye, coming here, you definitely won't suffer a loss."

"This platform won't strip away your previous personnel relationships; likewise, the laboratory here, the patient source here, will also let you fully showcase your talent."

"I'm not setting a benchmark; the people who come here, however noble they are."

"But even if they are ordinary people, if they get injured, they also deserve to receive the best medical resources; this is their contribution, worthy!"

"We have special forces here, we have demolition experts, and also some who came down from border defense."

"It's not that only trauma can leave chronic illness!" Zheng Dahai said bluntly.

(Chapter End)