Chapter 540

"Senior Brother, you've got an emergency call right after arriving in Enshi?" Luo Tingzhu asked with a hint of regret.

Fang Ziye's arrival in Enshi this December was already confirmed, but her situation had some variables.

It wasn't that Luo Tingzhu's current supervisor wouldn't let her come, but rather he suggested she finalize her graduation matters in Han City first.

Luo Tingzhu herself also wanted to obtain the honor of an Outstanding Doctoral Dissertation, so she accepted Professor Zeng's suggestion.

This time, she was only here to see Fang Ziye off; on December 1st, the day after tomorrow, she still had to return to the Han City district early.

Although the two had traveled together for nearly a month, how could a month's time ever feel like enough?

"Mm, I don't know what the situation is. Brother Gu called temporarily and didn't say anything at all."

"I'll go take a look first. Why don't you go shower and rest?" Fang Ziye replied.

Before coming, someone had already contacted Fang Ziye; coming to this villa area, they didn't need to bring anything — bedding and such were all uniformly washed and regularly disinfected by the sanatorium's aunties.

Not to say how luxurious, but guaranteed to be clean and hygienic!

Even if one wanted to cook at home, one could just take rice and various meats and vegetables from the canteen.

"Senior Brother, generally speaking, a sanatorium wouldn't have emergencies. For him to call you so urgently, an accident must have occurred."

"You go. I'll tidy up a bit!" Luo Tingzhu looked around; although the inside was clean and hygienic, and had been specially cleaned.

But there were also some personal items that needed to be managed herself.

Fang Ziye put down his suitcase and went out the door.

At the doorway, Fang Ziye turned back and said, "Tingzhu, if I get back early, we'll go eat dinner together. If I get back late, don't wait for me — remember to go eat at the canteen across the way yourself."

"Rest assured, Senior Brother." Luo Tingzhu replied.

As she spoke, she efficiently tied her hair into a ponytail, pushed her suitcase, and went to check the room.

Fang Ziye, on the other hand, went to the villa area's "garage," grabbed an electric scooter, and rushed quickly toward the opposite door.

This villa area covered no small acreage; if there was an emergency, relying on running or waiting for a pickup was pure nonsense — riding an electric scooter himself was the most convenient.

Word had it that the electric scooters' batteries were swapped out every two days by someone, and there were two scooters inside each villa.

If one didn't want to ride oneself in the morning, around 8:20 someone would come to pick you up!

The sanatorium's work system was a very strict nine-to-five.

That referred to top-tier group-leading experts like Fang Ziye; other ordinary junior doctors had to be on duty, do early ward rounds, prepare materials, and so on.

Fang Ziye rode to the opposite door in just three minutes — two kilometers, straight road, no people, very fast speed.

However, what gave Fang Ziye a slight headache was that Gu Yi hung up too fast; he fundamentally didn't know where to go.

Arriving at the doorway, Fang Ziye was just about to call Gu Yi again when a security guard at the door, already straddling another electric vehicle, said, "Are you Professor Fang? Professor Chen just called and told me to hurry and take you to the operating room."

"Thanks for the trouble, Brother!" Fang Ziye said politely once more.

He had already twisted the throttle forward...

Fang Ziye had come to the sanatorium a few times, but had never entered the operating room here.

Inside the sanatorium, there were no high-rises; the operating rooms were built underground — ten operating rooms total, said to correspond to the five clinical groups here.

Trauma, Neurosurgery, Hepatobiliary, Spine/Orthopedics, Hand Surgery.

No cardiothoracic, thoracic surgery, or such sub-specialties — probably because critical cases of those disease types basically never make it here alive before kicking the bucket!

The vertical elevator doors opened, and the lights were bright as day.

Guarding the operating room changing room doorway wasn't an old grandpa, but a "soldier brother" standing ramrod straight; another person was organizing the shoe covers and putting shoe covers on the convenience shoes for medical staff!

The work wasn't complicated.

Neither of them recognized Fang Ziye, but anyone able to come down here was definitely a doctor; regardless of big or small doctor, whether they entered the OR or got on the table wasn't something they could decide.

Fang Ziye carefully put his own shoes away, put on a pair of blue slippers, and while grabbing scrubs and a cap and mask, asked, "Brother, which operating room is running a case inside?"

"That security guard big brother who just brought me here didn't say clearly."

"Room 7!" The young man guarding the door, after Fang Ziye wrinkled the other scrubs while grabbing his, began restacking and organizing them anew.

Seemed a bit like OCD.

"Thanks~" Fang Ziye hurriedly darted inside.

The sanatorium's changing room was a bit like the small hospital changing room Yuan Weihong had taken Fang Ziye to before — not many cabinets, but each cabinet was very large, with clothes racks inside, enough for Fang Ziye to hang both his shirts and coat.

Moreover, after Fang Ziye opened the door, he also discovered that every cabinet had clean towels, packaged toothbrushes and toothpaste, and so on!

No time to continue examining closely, Fang Ziye put on his clothes, donned his cap and mask, and squeezed into the operating room area.

Inside the operating room, the warm air from the laminar flow hit his face, dispelling the chill from Fang Ziye, who had just changed into short-sleeved scrubs.

The entire operating room currently had several rooms with lights on; Fang Ziye headed straight for Room 7.

At the doorway, Fang Ziye hadn't even scrubbed in, and was about to step on the foot-pedal sensor air valve door to open it when his right foot froze in mid-air.

Noisy voices came from inside —

"Gong Jiahe, the reputation you've built is a waste of your parents' painstaking efforts! What does 'Jiahe' mean?"

"Right now our whole team is one family; family harmony brings prosperity in all things — you just have to obey the arrangement~" It was Zheng Dahai's voice.

"Group Leader Zheng, why should I?"

"I'm a Professor, a Chief Physician — why should I take orders from a Deputy Chief Physician, an Associate Professor? He comes to lead our Trauma Surgery subgroup?"

"Hey, Group Leader Zheng, where is this going? Is there such an arrangement?" Another voice was exceptionally sharp, clearly having lost all composure!

"He's only twenty-nine years old. Has he ever led a group?"

"If something really goes wrong, isn't it still me who has to bear the responsibility?"

"Oh, the credit goes to him, the mess-cleaning falls to me — is he my son or my grandson? Why should I be this filial to him?"

Zheng Dahai said: "Why?"

"Then let me tell you properly why. Because you, a Professor, a Chief Physician, can't secure a dedicated session at a conference."

"Because with Gong Jiahe's current reputation, you still can't invite nearly five hundred colleagues nationwide from Trauma Surgery and Hand Surgery to watch you perform."

"With your Orthopedics Department's two Academicians willing to vouch for a twenty-nine-year-old youngster, instead of vouching for you!"

"With Fang Ziye, a man of clean background, whose platform isn't even a top-tier major platform, being able to perform a teaching surgery in front of so many orthopedics big shots nationwide!"

"You still refuse to accept it, huh?"

Zheng Dahai continued: "You tell me, what's called 'fishing for fame'? What's called 'youngster'?"

"Who does he rely on to fish for fame for him?"

"His dad who does small business in town, or his grandpa who honestly farms at home?"

"His two teachers?"

"You name one, you give one example, and this arrangement is scrapped! ~"

Gong Jiahe immediately started stammering.

Fang Ziye has jack shit for backing; if Fang Ziye really had even a bit of backing, he probably wouldn't have come to the sanatorium.

Fang Ziye listened up to here, then didn't listen to any more idle talk.

The patient might still be lying on the operating table with risk; he also wanted to gossip for a bit, but his conscience wouldn't allow it.

Stepping on the door, the foot-operated automatic sensor door slowly opened; Fang Ziye pretended to tie his mask straps while walking in, then turned his head and scanned a full circle, staring straight at Gu Yi, and asked: "Brother Gu, Teacher Zheng, what's the situation now?"

During the previous call, Gu Yi hadn't explained clearly, only told Fang Ziye to come over in advance.

Hearing Fang Ziye's voice, what made Fang Ziye very surprised was that Professor Gong Jiahe, who had just been clamoring very fiercely, immediately walked up: "Professor Fang hello, I am Gong Jiahe, also from Trauma Surgery."

"It's like this, this young man, was just sent over; originally said to be comminuted fracture of the right middle-lower thigh and right middle-upper lower leg combined with bone defect."

"During transfer before, condition was still pretty good, but when about to exit the highway, he suddenly fell unconscious, blood pressure dropped, near shock."

"Now he's already in shock."

"After admission, emergency MRI done, found massive bleeding, maybe due to bleeding caused coagulation dysfunction, now bleeding in many places, we're all afraid he's got DIC."

"Doctor Gu Yi said Professor Fang you have considerable attainment in hemostasis; we don't have a professional Vascular Surgery Group here. Wanted to ask you to come take a look."

"Professor Lin Qiaoshan from Hepatobiliary Group has already brought his group members to do exploratory laparotomy."

Professor Gong Jiahe's sudden politeness made Fang Ziye, who had just heard Gong Jiahe had strong opinions against him, quite maladjusted.

Perhaps he's just not used to saying he'll follow oneself later, feels a Chief Physician following a Deputy Chief Physician is grievance, rather than deliberately targeting oneself.

Fang Ziye just pretended not to hear: "Where's the MRI?"

"System has comprehensive ones, films also developed out."

"Which one do you want to see?" Gong Jiahe guided Fang Ziye to the side, his whole person appearing exceptionally amiable and polite.

"Then let's look at the system." Fang Ziye sat at the other computer in the operating room besides the anesthesia machine.

The sanatorium's examination departments aren't Zhongnan Hospital; Imaging Department can't be on duty anytime; confirming MRI slices is just a few minutes' matter; films can be developed out right away.

Also, Professor Gong Jiahe's face-changing trick also let Fang Ziye feel the "poise" of an old fox spirit!

Enshi Yangyuan doesn't take emergencies, but an emergency occurred during transfer, also can't say won't process.

If Lin Qiaoshan can't handle it, they might have to transfer manpower from Enshi's other hospitals.

"How is it?" Gong Jiahe watched Fang Ziye finish reading more or less all slices, then asked.

Fang Ziye turned back to glance, touched his ear helix: "Actually condition's not bad either?"

"How's the patient's blood pressure now?" Fang Ziye asked the anesthesiologist.

"Systolic 94, used pressor drugs." The anesthesiologist wasn't wearing a flower-patterned cloth cap, also a disposable cap.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye stood up, urgently said: "Professor Lin, would you mind exploring the left renal artery branch, the middle segment of the left ureteric artery?"

"Right lower abdomen, then first temporarily clip the right external iliac artery?"

Lin Qiaoshan froze at this: "You saw the bleeding point?"

Fang Ziye shook head: "Two spots, very likely to trigger rupture of vessel outer wall, forming aneurysm."

"The real bleeding point is behind the peritoneum, belongs to localized hematoma."

"Currently hematoma already localized, hematoma internal pressure leveled with blood pressure, bleeding isn't urgent to control anymore." Fang Ziye explained.

Lin Qiaoshan heard this, though feeling surprised and bizarre, still believed Fang Ziye's words, quickly shifting the exploration view.

Fang Ziye then called out: "Brother Gu, come with me to scrub out, get on the table."

Gu Yi froze two seconds at this, then followed behind Fang Ziye, exited the operating room and left.

From Fang Ziye entering to leaving, not a word of nonsense, no superfluous movements.

Confident and steady and seasoned, at a glance not the type who looks high-profile.

Before long, Lin Qiaoshan on the operating table let out an exclamation: "Damn, really weird, this kind of small vessel's latent aneurysm could be spotted?"

"Cast a spell? Patient's various conditions he can manufacture anytime, right?"

Lin Qiaoshan's surprise expressed itself very crudely!

Many people in the operating room noticed, after Lin Qiaoshan clipped the vesical artery, when searching the vessel middle segment, found the vessel wall's gap.

Aneurysm hadn't even formed yet, also don't know how Fang Ziye spotted it.

However, if not discovered here, then not processed, once this surgery ends, probably not long after, would form aneurysm due to arterial outer wall rupture here.

Definitely need a second surgery.

Zheng Dahai glanced at Gong Jiahe beside him, then said: "Professor Lin, trouble you to continue and also clip the other artery Professor Fang just mentioned."

Fang Ziye got one spot right, then the other spot definitely won't be shooting without a target.

Professor Lin Qiaoshan heard and complied...

Fang Ziye and Gu Yi two people sequentially re-entered the operating room, no idle chat, then directly headed for the scrub and gown area.

While gowning, Fang Ziye asked: "Professor Lin, do you have that kind of one-way valve used in vascular surgery?"

"Yes! ~" Lin Qiaoshan immediately nodded.

Hepatobiliary Surgery is also General Surgery; Vascular Surgery is also one of General Surgery's branches; he has slight understanding of these instruments.

This stuff is life-saving good stuff; they definitely have it stocked.

Old Chinese Doctor Chen's son is the supplier here; all kinds of instruments and equipment can be supplied very comprehensively.

"Circulating Teacher, trouble you to get me one." Fang Ziye discovered he couldn't find which one was the Circulating Nurse.

"Okay, Professor Fang." A young man answered immediately and ran out quickly.

Fang Ziye was putting on gloves; his movements paused slightly.

Yangyuan awesome!

The instrument nurse and circulating nurse are actually both male nurses; then future surgical cooperation will be even more proficient, and tempers smaller too.

Physical labor can also be done less.

Fang Ziye quickly got on the operating table.

Lin Qiaoshan still hadn't found Fang Ziye's true intent in having him clamp the second artery, but he found the rupture of the first vessel wall and found it inconceivable.

So he yielded the lead surgeon position to Fang Ziye.

However, Fang Ziye did not take the knife; instead he picked up three hemostats in succession and continued probing into the abdominal cavity.

Immediately after, Fang Ziye, as if knowing them like the back of his hand, clamped vessels with all three hemostats, then released the large hemostat Lin Qiaoshan had previously clamped on the internal iliac vessel.

At the same time, following the vessel's course distally, Fang Ziye quickly turned up a localized but extensive hematoma.

Fang Ziye carefully probed atop the hematoma; discovering the hematoma's pulsation had disappeared, he immediately relaxed with a breath of relief.

The situation was indeed much better than he had anticipated; not an open active hematoma, just a semi-active hematoma, and now the bleeding source had been dealt with!

After doing these things, Fang Ziye turned back and cut the outer layer of the split vessel; since the superior vesical artery's length was sufficient, he directly performed a shortening suture.

At Fang Ziye's current level, after a few rapid sutures, he released the vascular clamp; seeing the arterial suture orifice had anastomosed very well, he paid it no further mind.

And by the time all this was done, the circulating nurse who had left earlier still hadn't brought back the one-way valve.

"Anesthesiologist, measure blood pressure again?" Fang Ziye turned and said.

The anesthesiologist half-believing, half-doubting, pressed the blood pressure measurement button again.

Forty-odd seconds later, beep-beep-beep sounded; systolic pressure had remarkably recovered to nearly 100!

For shock caused by traumatic bleeding, once bleeding is stopped, with fluid resuscitation and not much blood loss, blood pressure will rapidly self-compensate.

Plus vasopressor drugs were also used.

The effect was quite obvious; the anesthesiologist lowered his crossed arms and gave Fang Ziye a thumbs-up: "Hemostasis effective."

Lin Qiaoshan heard this, shifted sideways a bit more to give Gu Yi more space, and his gaze toward Fang Ziye changed slightly.

He asked softly: "Professor Fang, wasn't it said you're a trauma surgery doctor? How is your vascular surgery business also proficient to an outrageous degree?"

"Frequently doing emergency surgeries, more or less one comes into contact with some." Fang Ziye was slightly humble, and did not say the kind of self-aggrandizing words like "our hospital's vascular surgery people all want me dead."

Before long, the circulating nurse arrived.

Then everyone witnessed a rather "worldview-shattering" scene.

That localized active hematoma actually, under Fang Ziye's series of operations, remotely slowly disappeared!

When Fang Ziye opened the hematoma, only some blood crusts remained; there was absolutely none of that gushing or even spraying "spectacle" of blood when opening a hematoma!

At Zhongnan Hospital, professional Vascular Surgery Director Wu Yong regards it as a divine technique, wanting to develop and learn this one-way valve hematoma elimination technique.

Non-vascular-surgery people seeing this felt as if they'd seen an immortal descend to earth; their brains shriveled and they couldn't figure out the principle at all.

These extreme materialists even began to suspect whether Fang Ziye had metaphysics in hand.

During the surgery process, Fang Ziye certainly wouldn't waste time teaching.

Moreover, the surgical atmosphere here seems very good; the OR's discipline awareness is very strong.

Not a single surprised sound, nor any other syllables — all quietly waiting for Fang Ziye's "performance," watching Fang Ziye operate.

Approaching one hour later, Fang Ziye completely cleared the hematoma, cleaned up all bleeding points, then released all hemostats again.

The hematoma interior remained incomparably clean, with no signs of rebleeding.

Right now, blood pressure has risen to 112/74!

This is already within the normal blood pressure range.

Fang Ziye was about to close the wound when Lin Qiaoshan suggested: "Give some thrombin! Guarantee surgical safety."

Fang Ziye heard this, slightly surprised, looked at Lin Qiaoshan, eyes narrowing!

He very rarely uses this stuff!

Thrombin is suitable for ligation, hemostasis of difficult small vessels, capillaries, and parenchymal oozing bleeding, used for trauma, surgery, oral, ENT, and burn surgeries...

Just the price is relatively expensive; domestic online purchase costs eight or nine hundred, imported is several thousand; can be dissolved in normal saline for local perfusion.

Just Fang Ziye feels the effect is limited!

"Rest assured, here the patient doesn't pay, and we don't take kickbacks either."

"Just that they, everything is worthy of the best." Lin Qiaoshan looked at Fang Ziye's strange gaze and explained.

One drug several thousand yuan, inside there's definitely some padding.

In the hospital, using one vial might yield a bit of money to pocket; Fang Ziye thought this kind of atmosphere had reached here too, that would be a bit bad.

Treatment here is all free, right?

Lin Qiaoshan's given reason couldn't be refused, so he could only nod and watch Lin Qiaoshan dissolve the thrombin, then perfuse it into the previous gap, soak for a while, then aspirate it all dry!

After this, Fang Ziye then closed the incision.

When closing the incision, Fang Ziye discovered, good fellow, these sutures are all imported, many are cosmetic sutures.

The external wound also uses cosmetic sutures...

However, with Lin Qiaoshan's previous words, Fang Ziye didn't complain much more.

Indeed, these people all deserve the best.

Surgery not difficult, time not long; Fang Ziye only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Gu Yi finish suturing the outermost incision, and actively helped apply wound dressings.

Here they don't use gauze and tape; they're all those disposable sterile dressings, convenient to operate and with relatively strong waterproofing.

Technology changes life, and likewise changes medical methods!

After passing the bed, Fang Ziye then retreated a few steps preparing to step down.

Lin Qiaoshan proactively helped Fang Ziye untie his collar ties, then asked: "Professor Fang, just now your final hemostasis operation, what principle was it exactly?"

"Unidirectional valve; when liquid flows rapidly, it generates siphon!"

"When liquid flows, the hydraulic pressure at the flow point relatively decreases, but the pressure inside the hematoma is relatively equal; this way, it siphons a portion of blood into the blood circulation."

"Until the pressure inside the hematoma is partially eliminated and shrinks!"

"At this time, if the blood vessel hemostasis formed by the hematoma is effective, it can avoid large amounts of blood loss."

"For this kind of retroperitoneal hematoma, it's a very effective small treatment trick." Fang Ziye replied steadily.

It sounds not complex, but Fang Ziye could think of it and do it — that's awesome.

What is called technique? It's that you can do it, but others can't do it — that's technique.

Making dishes taste good is also one kind of technique.

"Impressive! ~ Lives up to Professor Fang indeed." Lin Qiaoshan clicked his tongue in wonder.

"Professor Lin, you overpraise." Fang Ziye smiled.

Gu Yi had already pushed the patient out of the operating room; it should be to transfer the patient. From this point, one can see his status isn't very high.

Just like this, some of Fang Ziye's doubts didn't get a chance to be asked.

"Professor Fang, go eat together? It's already mealtime." Lin Qiaoshan asked.

Zheng Dahai and Trauma Department's Professor Gong Jiahe, after the condition stabilized, each went to the operating room to do surgery!

This is a sanatorium, not child's play, and not a TV drama; all professors aren't idly following beside Fang Ziye blowing hot air and kissing ass!

"Professor Lin, can I not go to the canteen to eat today?" Fang Ziye's voice was steady, refusing very carefully.

Immediately explaining: "It's like this, Professor Lin, you also know, I only just arrived today; I plan to start work on December 1st."

"My girlfriend came to see me off."

"Today I also didn't think about going to work? Her coming a trip is also quite not easy."

The time working at Enshi Yangyuan is still very long; Fang Ziye has enough time to get to know others.

But Luo Tingzhu is about to leave right away!

When you truly care about a person, you'll think of many ways to be close to her, rather than calling over the phone: you go eat yourself...

"Then that's my lack of consideration; disturbed you and your girlfriend's date!"

"Then next time if there's an opportunity, let's chat together again."

Lin Qiaoshan took a deep breath, extended his right hand: "Professor Fang, very much looking forward to working together with you!"

"Anyway others I don't know, your technique genuinely conquered this old guy."

"Teacher Lin, specialization in one's field; our Trauma Surgery and Vascular Surgery are interwoven departments, so I know a bit. You're Hepatobiliary Surgery, so I'm a layman."

Lin Qiaoshan shook his head: "I don't believe it!"

"Seeing a spot reveals the whole leopard; I don't believe you haven't done General Surgery operations, yet understand General Surgery anatomical structures so deeply."

"Just now I watched you explore liver, gallbladder, pancreatic duct and other operations — clearly professional, fire candidate not low; my students compared to you all pale in comparison."

"Thank you Professor Lin for the praise; I myself don't even know! ~" Fang Ziye smiled back.

Return journey!

Fang Ziye asked Lin Qiaoshan whether he needed to say hello to others; Lin Qiaoshan said no need. Fang Ziye was originally invited to come early for work; it should be others owing Fang Ziye a favor — why would Fang Ziye go say hello?

There's no professional Vascular Surgery Group here; if not for Fang Ziye, this patient might just be gg — this is no joke.

When there's no professional vascular surgeon, the appearance of such a hematoma is a very dangerous matter.

Riding the electric scooter, Fang Ziye didn't need to ask directions; all the way from the operating room doorway, he sped straight to the villa area parking lot.

After parking the electric scooter properly, Fang Ziye discovered his mobile phone had an additional missed call.

Should be accidentally pressed mute.

Moreover, the call came through again; caller ID location showed Hubei Province Han City. Although no remark, Fang Ziye after all came from Han City, so Fang Ziye chose to answer.

Laughing, he said: "Hello, you good? May I ask who you are?"

Opposite, came a very gloomy young voice: "You're Fang Ziye, right?"

The other party didn't call him Doctor Fang or Professor Fang.

But Fang Ziye also couldn't be sure of the other's identity; people who can call him Fang Ziye aren't few: "Yes, what matter?"

The other party took a deep breath, said: "Okay, Fang Ziye, your phone finally got through; you're awesome!"

"You're arrogant, you're remarkable!"

"Front foot you found connections to help you block all kinds of harassing calls, back foot you directly cross the river and dismantle the bridge."

"So many patients in the department waiting for you to come do surgery to save lives, you ignore them, ran over to lick high-status families, right?"

The other party's voice and tone were a bit insulting, but the wording wasn't very vulgar!

"No? Big Brother? Who are you? I shouldn't have offended you anywhere, right?" Fang Ziye carefully examined a circle — he hadn't offended anyone!

"Fang Ziye, what are you pretending for?"

"Ah?"

"You think with this tone of yours, you really became a saint?"

"Say a not-good-to-hear sentence: even dogs know to repay kindness; you?"

"Enjoyed the convenience, back foot directly ran off! ~ What do you count as?"

"You didn't offend anyone, but touch your conscience — are you worthy of those who pulled you up?"

"No one asked you for anything, right?"

"You think all these exceptions you got, where did they come from?" The other party's tone remained unfriendly.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye also felt a bit annoyed.

Even a clay figurine has three parts fire in it, so Fang Ziye directly replied: "You speak, please give detailed examples! ~"

"Who? How did you pull me up?" Fang Ziye rudely asked back, his voice very loud!

And he also struck the electric vehicle's kickstand with considerable force.

"Still you speak, how did you read your PhD? How did you get your awards? Don't you have even a bit of count in your heart?" The other party sneered with a smile.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye said: "How did I read my PhD?"

"First, my Person of Gratitude Yuan Weihong taught by words and deeds, every word pearls and jade, allowing me to graduate from Master's Student."

"At that time my capability was limited, my qualification average, the PhD was fought for by me. The hard standards of Han City University Affiliated Zhongnan Hospital's PhD Special Assessment Plan were placed there, grades can be self-checked!"

"As for those awards you speak of, those I broke out with my Medical Achievement, although they don't necessarily absolutely belong to me, but they fell on me, they are absolutely not some gift! ~"

"The entire Eastern Han, not just one Hubei Province, not just one Hubei Provincial Natural Science Foundation, I left Hubei Province, I could still get them!"

"My PhD graduation, was my PhD Student Supervisor applied for at the hospital, Han City University approved!"

"That was my Master's resource, that was Han City University giving me Fang Ziye's resource!"

"My overseas study funds, went through Eastern Han's Study Abroad Fund."

"My university, Master's Student, PhD tuition and Living Expenses, were earned by my parents relying on their two hands."

"The Scholarships I got, were the country's specially established Scholarships and our Han City University's Academic Scholarships, not anyone's gift, also not something anyone can just casually get."

"Your so-called pulling me up? Specifically refers to what?"

"Nine-year compulsory education? People who went through nine-year compulsory education are a dime a dozen!"

"High school three years' high tuition fees, my high school three years over a thousand days and nights of bitter study?"

"Opening mouth to speak is very easy, upper and lower lips open and close once, can produce a syllable, but so easily negating someone else's contribution and effort, you talk to me about arrogance?"

"Listening to your words, you should also be someone who studied for several years?!"

"What place do I have that lets down my Patients?"

"I Fang Ziye, one don't sit Outpatient Clinic, two don't promise any Patient what? What do I have that lets down who?"

"I am worthy of all the Surgeries I've done!"

"You speak again?" Fang Ziye's final questioning voice raised several degrees more.

The other party fell silent.

"Still speak?" Fang Ziye continued to ask further.

The other party's Breath worsened several times.

Fang Ziye continued: "In this world, no one owes anyone, now Zhongnan Hospital's admitted Patients, I haven't even gotten a single cent of their registration fees!"

"Who did I let down?"

"Zhongnan Hospital has so many doctors, why do you single me out?"

"What is your intention? Just to scold me a few sentences, vie for verbal advantage?"

"Beep beep beep!" The other party was directly hung up on by Fang Ziye.

Moral Coercion, also needs substance to work.

If saying, really, some Hubei Province unit, really gave Fang Ziye how many Benefits, for example extra gave him what Opportunities and Resources and such, then could barely Coerce Fang Ziye a bit.

But is there?

There is not.

Fang Ziye's many educational Resources, were all fought for by himself.

"Inexplicable! ~" Fang Ziye looking at the phone in hand, Rolled Eyes, then stuffed his Mobile Phone into his Pocket.

Thinking carefully, Fang Ziye didn't let down anyone.

Even if later Patients entering Zhongnan Hospital had not good curative effects, Surgical Quality not high enough, you shouldn't look for me Fang Ziye ah, I didn't do Surgery for you.

Based on what?

No diagnostic relationship formed also want to find me Fang Ziye, I'm a f*cking sucker ah?

Of course, Fang Ziye guessed, his own this choice might have touched some people's interest lines, but this interest line, also not to the extent of making people offended to death!

What's wrong, being conscripted as a soldier to serve f*cking matter counts as humiliation ah? Not glorious ah?

Fang Ziye himself doesn't think so.

Moreover, the other party only came to call to scold, and didn't dare personally come to the door, is extremely wary.

The other party didn't dare expose identity, also afraid Fang Ziye would speak out the other party's identity, then bring trouble on self.

Military and civilians can help each other, but not interfere with each other!

Fang Ziye walked into the house, sweeping clean all the gloomy Emotions.

Luo Tingzhu had long finished organizing, this moment was lazily lying on the Sofa chasing drama!

Hearing Fang Ziye's door opening sound, she first Startled upright, then smiled and said: "Senior Brother, you came back So Fast?"

"Mm, Surgery not very difficult, is the Yangyuan didn't have Vascular Surgery Group."

"We go eat Charcoal Fire Chicken in a bit?" Fang Ziye directly gave a Suggestion.

"Good good! ~" Luo Tingzhu nodded, then walked towards the Shoe rack intending to Change Shoes.

Fang Ziye wasn't gone for long.

Time had already Slightly passed Lunch point, but also not Exaggeration.

"Senior Brother, this place's supporting facilities really quite complete."

"Air Conditioner, Television, Desktop, all complete, that bed and Blanket all quite Comfortable, I checked, duvet covers at least are the several hundred yuan kind, better than general Hotels." Luo Tingzhu said.

"Order Takeout? Good?" Fang Ziye asked.

Luo Tingzhu shook her head: "This place is rather remote, so there are only a few things available for takeout delivery, mainly water, drinks, and breakfast items."

"For proper meals, the only things you can order are covered rice and spicy hot pot; the rest are the kind with very expensive delivery fees."

"But overall, it's still very good, very suitable for reading."

"It's just that the study is empty and bare, without any books; I've already bought a batch for you, Senior Brother! ~" Luo Tingzhu was very satisfied with this.

Quiet, spacious, good sanitary conditions, all kinds of facilities fully equipped; although the decoration follows a minimalist style, it looks grand!

And there are even people who come specifically to clean; it's indescribably comfortable.

"No matter, wait a while and you can come too."

"Let's go take a taxi to the city center to eat first; that charcoal fire chicken you've been wanting to eat since you went overseas, we can finally go eat it..." Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu nodded grievously: "You said around the tenth; why did the boss have to close the shop for a few days? Having money and being willful, or doing it to spite me?"

Around the tenth, Luo Tingzhu had actually wanted to go eat, but the boss was on break.

Luo Tingzhu complained all the way.

This time it perfectly makes up for it!

Fang Ziye did not tell Luo Tingzhu about being scolded by an unknown caller, nor did he go file a lawsuit to investigate everyone behind the phone number.

Fang Ziye really didn't want to handle so many extra-branches-outside-the-festival matters.

The next day, November 30th.

Fang Ziye went to the sanatorium again, roughly understood the sanatorium's operating situation, then took the form and filled in his basic information, such as bank card number and so on...

Fang Ziye then went to the mall and supermarket with Luo Tingzhu again, buying some small things for the house to a greater or lesser extent.

For example, a reading desk lamp, for example an ethernet cable and such.

December 1st, early morning.

Luo Tingzhu reluctantly embraced Fang Ziye goodbye at the En City Airport entrance; after letting go, she took one step and looked back three times: "Senior Brother, I'll be back very soon."

"Mm, I'll miss you too." Luo Tingzhu said.

"Me too; go back and write your thesis properly!"

"And remember to apply for research projects; you'll graduate with your doctorate earlier than me, next year you can directly apply for the general Outstanding Youth Fund, unlike me, slightly later, unable to apply for any projects at all." Fang Ziye said.

"When it's your birthday, I'll come see you again." Luo Tingzhu said.

However, Fang Ziye's birthday is on the lunar calendar's twelfth month; it's just that on his ID card, this month he reaches twenty-nine years old, about to step into the true Thirtieth Year.

"Good! ~" Fang Ziye bent his wrist a few times, signaling a nod.

Only then did Luo Tingzhu turn and leave, walking into the airport interior.

Fang Ziye also turned back, striding with large steps toward the outside of the airport, taking a taxi directly to the sanatorium entrance.

December 1st, the first workday of December, Thursday.

Fang Ziye not only has to go to the sanatorium for work!

It's also time to be bold for once, take a step forward, and rush the big gift his brother-in-law gave him toward the Outstanding Youth Fund project.

A unique osteosarcoma miRNA pathway, huge opportunity!

(Chapter End)