Chapter 558: The True Nature of the Yangyuan

「Director Liang, what exactly is the nature of Enshi Yangyuan? I've been here nearly a month and still haven't figured it out clearly! 」After getting in the car, Fang Ziye remained silent for a while before asking.

Director Liang might not tell the whole truth, but at least eighty or ninety percent of it would be true.

If one were to say this was a 'high-end sanatorium', Fang Ziye had not assessed just how high the identities and statuses of the few patients he had contacted actually were.

If one were to say it was absolutely a Military Region Yangyuan, the few patients Fang Ziye had encountered were not all from military backgrounds.

Therefore, the nature of this place did indeed confuse Fang Ziye.

A Military Region Yangyuan was not something shameful; near Zhongnan Hospital there was a sanatorium located within the East Lake Moshan Scenic Area.

Ezhou Provincial Veterans Hospital was also a similar institution.

But these places were all more pure!

Enshi Yangyuan was somewhat different. Not only did it have a first-class treatment team, but it also had such an advanced laboratory, inside which there were people doing basic scientific research.

「Why did Professor Fang suddenly ask this? The signboard hanging at the sanatorium now is Military Region Yangyuan, and the main objects of service are military, police, fire services, and so on. 」Director Liang replied.

「I thought so at first, but now I find that's not the case. 」

「If it were the kind of sanatorium nature I understand, then our Trauma Group should currently have quite a few patients with functional disorders. 」

「But Dean Chen has always upheld our right to autonomously select patients, which should be quite different from the nature of a traditional sanatorium. 」

「And teaching, scientific research? 」

After pondering for a while, Fang Ziye asked in a lower voice: 「If Dean Chen really needed to curry favor with the powerful, he wouldn't have to run back to Enshi. 」

Hearing this, Director Liang became a bit curious: 「Dean Chen told you all this? Then Dean Chen truly likes you, Professor Fang. 」

「Even I don't know what happened to Dean Chen. 」

Fang Ziye shook his head: 「It wasn't Dean Chen who said it, it was Boss Chen who said it. 」

Chen Guangbai had not said this matter must not be passed on; it was enough not to pass on the details.

As for the matter of Old Chinese Doctor Chen Song, anyone with the heart to investigate should be able to find some clues.

「Boss Chen is also a particularly talented traditional Chinese doctor, it's just a pity! 」

「I've heard Dean Chen mention Xiao Chen Yisheng more than once, what a pity. 」

Seeing that Fang Ziye still wanted to ask more, Director Liang smiled and said: 「Professor Fang, don't ask too much. If you can really stay at Enshi Yangyuan for a long time, you will eventually know. 」

「What I should tell you, I will definitely say. 」

「What cannot be told to you, naturally cannot be revealed. 」

「What you said makes a lot of sense. If Dean Chen wanted to curry favor with the powerful, there would be no need to return to Enshi, nor to spend so much energy building such a sanatorium. 」

「Its more accurate name should be Comprehensive Yangyuan. 」Director Liang sold a mystery.

Fang Ziye no longer asked more, nor made things difficult for Director Liang.

Director Liang sent Fang Ziye to the airport; Fang Ziye was to take a flight from Enshi to Rongcheng. Then after arriving in Rongcheng, naturally someone would pick up Fang Ziye to go to a sanatorium in Rongcheng for a consultation.

This time he might not perform surgery directly, but first go see the patient's specific condition.

「Professor Fang, goodbye! ~」Director Liang waved to Fang Ziye.

……

Two hours later, Fang Ziye exited Rongcheng Tianfu Airport.

After arriving at the exit agreed upon by phone, a middle-aged man of about forty-something very enthusiastically helped Fang Ziye put his suitcase into the trunk, and smilingly greeted: 「Professor Fang, although before coming, Dean Nong introduced to me that Professor Fang you would be very young. 」

「But after seeing you in person, I still feel you are younger than imaginable. You are the youngest doctor I have seen in the sanatorium. 」

Those who could enter the sanatorium were basically chief physicians or deputy chief physician level, not necessarily a particularly top-tier batch of people, but at least the baseline was chief physicians of prefecture-level city hospitals.

「You've worked hard, Big Brother. 」Fang Ziye did not waste words, but after getting in the car, continued to flip through this patient's medical records.

After seeing that Fang Ziye did not mean to say more, the driver also knew enough not to say more.

The patient was about thirty-something years old, a key figure of a certain army unit. After a mission he suffered some external injuries, but after an MRI scan, all his missions were urgently stopped.

Routine physical examinations do not check for blood-related diseases; at most they do an ultrasound of solid organs, blood draws, and the like.

Multiple aneurysms cannot be found through blood draws.

After the MRI, an emergency full-body ultrasound was performed, discovering aneurysms throughout the body, as many as twelve locations.

The most dangerous of these were none other than the aneurysm of the thoracic aorta and the two intracranial aneurysms...

Upon further MRI examination, it was discovered that the blood-supplying arteries of solid organs such as the liver also had aneurysms, very troublesome...

For this patient, Fang Ziye actually did not have a particularly good method at present; it was just out of curiosity that he wanted to come take a look.

Not having a particularly good method actually did not mean there was no method. It was just not the optimal solution of a good strategy.

The airport was some distance from Rongcheng. After walking for over an hour, Fang Ziye was finally brought to the entrance of a very quiet sanatorium.

The scale here was somewhat smaller than Enshi Yangyuan.

There were also dormitory buildings and so on, though the furnishings were rather old, but the environment was still beautiful. After all, Rongcheng had the reputation of the Land of Abundance.

「Professor Fang, it's here! 」

「We'll go in from here. 」The driver was just about to say he would take Fang Ziye inside, when three people walked out from inside the sanatorium.

The leader should be in his sixties, with gray-white hair, a face full of wrinkles, a slightly plump figure, and a face full of smiles.

「Professor Fang, you've finally been awaited. 」The one speaking should be Dean Nong that the driver mentioned.

「Hello Dean Nong, I am Fang Ziye. 」Fang Ziye watched the driver also take down his suitcase and push it toward the dormitory building to the side, without asking more.

The driver had said before that Fang Ziye could stay here, and had told Fang Ziye the room number. When the time came, Fang Ziye only needed to go to the entrance himself to get the key.

Dean Nong then brought Fang Ziye inside.

During the process of entering, Fang Ziye learned that this place actually no longer belonged to Rongcheng, but was ms City bordering Rongcheng.

Unlike Enshi Yangyuan, Mianshan Yangyuan had over 1000 convalescent and reception beds, and 150 medical beds.

There were villas and small buildings of various styles, luxury suites, luxury standard rooms, and ordinary standard rooms and other guest rooms of different grades. There were multi-functional academic report halls, conference rooms, banquet halls, gyms, chess and card rooms, libraries, and so on.

On the avenue at the entrance stood a red-copper gate tower, with carved beams and painted pillars, antique and elegant.

Upon entering the sanatorium interior, there was a faint scent of Chinese herbal medicine; according to Dean Nong's introduction, this was the sanatorium's self-made incense, which could clear the mind and calm the spirit when lit, and was very sleep-inducing.

"Dean Nong, do you mean that besides medical beds, there are also private sanatorium centers and hotel accommodation services here?" Fang Ziye asked.

Dean Nong smiled and nodded: "Yes, Professor Fang, our funding here isn't very much, so we took on some other business."

"Of course, our main business is still primarily sanatorium care."

"In the group chat, I heard Professor Fang you wanted to come see that patient convalescing here; you can't imagine how happy we were."

"Professor Fang, this way, please..." Dean Nong continued leading Fang Ziye deeper inside, taking him to the actual medical zone.

……

In less than just one hour, Fang Ziye took off running with his legs splayed.

Walking while looking back, his expression was conflicted to the extreme, his mouth corners twitching, wishing he could directly burst out cursing the hell out of someone!

Fang Ziye darkened his face, went to the "dormitory" next door to collect his luggage, and didn't even dare let that driver take him, instead hailing a ride-hailing car himself and heading straight for the airport.

While sitting in the back seat, Fang Ziye hurriedly booked a seat!

Mianshan Yangyuan really focuses solely on boarding without treatment.

Inside the sanatorium, there were only cardiovascular disease types; other disease types basically didn't exist.

The entire sanatorium ward had only four doctors, one deputy director, another retired traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and the other two were fresh specialty graduates...

Daily work was just dispensing medicine, writing medical orders, handling routine ward rounds — at most counting as a premium "inspection worker"!

At the slightest abnormality, patients would go directly to the Military Region Hospital.

They sent messages in the group chat hoping to get that "brother" transferred out of the sanatorium.

Even Huaxi Hospital's Cardiovascular Surgery didn't dare operate rashly on that surgery; other hospitals naturally wouldn't admit him, and not wanting that brother to occupy a bed, he was arranged to come here for recuperation.

Fang Ziye checked his basic situation; because he previously served in special forces, his physical quality was excellent, and multiple hemangiomas were discovered incidentally during a physical exam.

Estimated probability of rupture in the short term is very low, but if this thing isn't resolved, his return to service is basically impossible.

After booking his air ticket, Fang Ziye also looked up the current situation of many sanatoriums online!

Basically all similar in nature to Mianshan Yangyuan.

This is really a bit strange!

The situation inside Mianshan Yangyuan and Enshi Yangyuan have become two complete extremes!

Fang Ziye's brows furrowed into a "Chuan" character; he really couldn't understand why Enshi Yangyuan would be that kind of situation, while Mianshan Yangyuan was like this.

"Young man, are you here for tourism? The holiday hasn't even started yet, why are you going back already? Any plans to visit other places? I know..." the driver enthusiastically invited.

"No need, my next stop is Hubei Province. The air ticket is already booked." Fang Ziye decisively refused, simultaneously cutting off what the other wanted to say.

Fang Ziye knew that such ride-hailing drivers get commissions if they can take passengers to certain scenic spots or restaurants for consumption.

The more developed the tourism industry, the more so.

"Is that so, then welcome back to Mianshan next time, brother." The driver didn't say anything more either.

Because it wasn't a holiday yet, air tickets were easy to buy.

There were still quite a few flights from Rongcheng to Han City; in just over two hours Fang Ziye got off the plane, and at this time Luo Tingzhu still hadn't reacted.

She's probably either in the laboratory or went to the library, working immersively.

Fang Ziye took the subway directly to the station nearest Luo Tingzhu's house, got off, and then pushed his suitcase walking to the community doorway.

Face-scanned entry, pressed fingerprint at the doorway, and the door opened.

However, Fang Ziye had just pushed the door open when Luo Tingzhu inside was instead startled.

"Who! ~" A spoiled voice rang out.

"Tingzhu, it's me, I came back early. You're at home? I thought you were in the laboratory so I didn't call you." Fang Ziye hurriedly spoke up.

Luo Tingzhu wasn't wearing shoes, just treading on socks, wearing pink big-eared rabbit pajamas and sleep pants, and ran out.

Seeing Fang Ziye close the door and change shoes, her face showed indescribable surprise and joy, and she directly rushed toward Fang Ziye's direction treading on the floor.

Fang Ziye embraced her, held her acting spoiled for about ten seconds, then let go: "What are you doing? You're at home and still not replying to messages?"

"You went to the library yesterday?"

Hearing this Luo Tingzhu busily said: "Went to the library today, ran into a troublesome senior brother, so came back."

"Don't know where he got my phone number, kept sending me messages, I got annoyed, just directly pulled the SIM card out."

"If I knew senior brother you'd be back today, I would've checked my phone."

"Troublesome senior brother? Who?" Fang Ziye changed shoes, pushed his suitcase aside, gaze faintly gloomy.

"It's Teacher Deng's relative. I didn't tell senior brother you before." Luo Tingzhu explained.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's brows lightly furrowed: "These few days I'll see if I have time to meet him."

"Did you buy vegetables? I'm hungry, I went to Mianshan, didn't even eat a meal and rushed back."

Luo Tingzhu is very good-looking, so there might be some shameless ones.

Luo Tingzhu said: "Senior brother you haven't eaten yet? I'll change clothes, let's go eat out..."

……

After Luo Tingzhu and Fang Ziye went out together, Luo Tingzhu wearing light pink Pikachu plush gloves, held Fang Ziye's hand while waiting for the car and asked: "Senior brother? Why is the gap between the sanatorium you went to today and Enshi Yangyuan so big?"

Fang Ziye shook his head: "I don't know the specific situation either, anyway I just sat for a while then hurriedly slipped away."

"No wonder before I prepared to depart, those professors all advised me."

"Can't afford to offend!"

Luo Tingzhu usually doesn't pay much attention to these things, and she doesn't want to think deeply: "Can we go to Haidilao, senior brother?"

"Of course we can, after eating we'll go look at a car!" Fang Ziye picked up his phone to check the time, it was only just past four in the afternoon.

"Senior brother you want to buy a car?" Luo Tingzhu was a bit surprised and delighted.

"This time coming back I have this plan; going out in Enshi Yangyuan is still not very convenient."

"I checked a guide online before — buying a car in December is the most cost-effective; both insurance and the S Store have half-year and year-end performance targets, so the discounts are relatively larger."

"What are you doing in the Study? It didn't look like you were writing Literature." Fang Ziye only asked at this time.

"Em... embroidery!" Luo Tingzhu's soft voice carried shyness.

(Chapter End)