Chapter 561: Core Bone (Seeking Subscriptions)

"What's so heartless about this? The doctor-patient relationship should be the purest doctor-patient relationship; we are doctors, she is the patient."

"Agreeing to go watch their school's New Year's Eve Gala already counts as excessive."

"We went, just didn't meet her; she also didn't say to eat together or meet again, this counts as fulfilling the promise."

"I also sent her mother the information about us being at the scene!"

"Getting too entangled with a patient is never a good thing." Fang Ziye replied calmly, one hand gripping the steering wheel.

Others may not understand, but as a doctor, one inevitably must understand.

Transference is an important concept in psychoanalysis, referring to the phenomenon where, during treatment, the patient projects emotions, attitudes, or expectations from past significant figures onto the therapist.

This emotional reaction may be positive, such as trust and dependence, or negative, such as hostility and aversion.

Whichever kind, Fang Ziye is unwilling to accept it.

"Senior Brother, do you think this little girl could be experiencing first love?" Luo Tingzhu's peach-blossom eyes rippled, her gaze like waves.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye rolled his eyes; "You're a big sister now, is it appropriate to joke with a child like that?"

"The other party in the gossip is still your boyfriend, your heart is truly big!" Fang Ziye replied with a laugh.

"Then it's possible!" Luo Tingzhu nodded solemnly, her right hand opening the snack pack, her left hand pulling a roll of garbage bags and placing them at her feet.

Her mouth cannot be empty.

……

Fang Ziye did not drive directly to Enshi, but exited the highway at Ba County.

Then headed straight home!

When nearing the highway exit, Luo Tingzhu called Fang Ziye's mother Liang Xia, saying the two were going home.

Therefore, when the two arrived home, the old couple were busy in the kitchen.

Plenty of chicken and duck, fish steaming, beef and lamb blanching.

After the two entered the kitchen, they each went to help; Fang Ziye went to wash radishes, beef stir-fried with shredded radish or lamb stewed with radish are both delicious!

Luo Tingzhu went to the front of the earthen stove to tend the fire.

Luo Tingzhu's grandma's house used to have such an earthen stove; she handles it very deftly.

Roughly busy until four o'clock, all dishes were on the table.

Fang Nan took off his apron while complaining to Fang Ziye: "You called at the last minute, your mom and I just got back from your maternal grandma's house; next time remember to call earlier."

"It's already this late, you might not be hungry, but Tingzhu is hungry."

"Didn't even get to eat lunch!"

Fang Ziye said: "I was afraid you'd go all out, that's why I called at the last minute; actually buying two meat dishes and stir-frying two vegetable dishes would have been fine."

"Tingzhu and I are both not picky eaters."

Luo Tingzhu followed along smoothly: "Yes, Uncle!"

Luo Tingzhu is younger than Fang Ziye; she is the older sister at home, so calling Fang Nan Uncle is correct.

"Nonsense, Tingzhu is just embarrassed; you yourself are not sensible!"

"Tingzhu, next time you come home, call in advance, don't listen to him." Liang Xia and Fang Nan stood on the same front.

Luo Tingzhu looked at the seven dishes on the table, both happy and worried.

Four people, seven dishes — isn't this utterly decadent and wasteful?

As expected, not even a plate of vegetables was finished; the four people simply could not eat another bite.

"This cured pig trotter is delicious, Tingzhu, do you want to gnaw another side?" Liang Xia asked dotingly.

Luo Tingzhu hurriedly waved her hands upon hearing this, "No need, Auntie, I'm already stuffed! Overeating is bad for the stomach!"

Then, Luo Tingzhu helped tidy the bowls and chopsticks; Fang Nan pulled Fang Ziye aside and asked sneakily: "Have you asked yet? How much bride price is Tingzhu's family preparing to ask for?"

"If they ask for too much, you'll definitely have to chip in a bit for us."

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Haven't asked her family!"

Fang Nan directly gave Fang Ziye a light chestnut knock on the head: "What's wrong with you? Such an important matter and you don't ask?"

"I hear bride prices are pretty high now; around here it's one hundred thousand to two hundred eighty-eight thousand, but for out-of-town your mom and I aren't clear."

"We heard in the neighboring town there's one who married from Yucheng, gave three hundred eighty-eight thousand bride price, but the bride's side brought it all with them."

"How much money have you saved now?" Fang Nan asked again.

"Actually no need; Tingzhu's family is quite special; if she herself says no, then it can be nothing; of course we can also give a bit, directly to her."

"Left hand to right hand, same meaning!" Fang Ziye replied.

Fang Nan knows about Luo Tingzhu's parents being divorced.

However, Fang Nan is still rather traditional: "With parents alive, this kind of thing absolutely cannot be negotiated directly with the girl; it's not proper."

"I think you should still have her ask her father or mother; otherwise if they scold our Fang Family for being ignorant, it'll look bad."

Fang Ziye said upon hearing this: "Tingzhu doesn't want to see her parents at all, and it's hard to get them together; how to ask?"

"Dad, you don't need to worry about this; if her parents want bride price, I'll pay!"

"You pay? You just started working, how much could you have?" Fang Nan with hands clasped behind his chest, in his view Fang Ziye is just a greenhorn.

One must let you know what this world truly looks like.

Fang Ziye gestured a three.

"Three hundred thousand; might not be enough for marriage!" Fang Nan said.

He didn't say definitely not enough, just said not necessarily enough.

Fang Ziye still has to buy a house and such.

"Over three million. I just bought a car with Tingzhu, five hundred thousand plus." Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

"What did you do?" Fang Nan's face changed drastically upon hearing this, instinctively thinking Fang Ziye went and robbed a bank.

Fang Ziye then told the full story of where his money came from, and said, "I'm a medical student, a doctor — what can I do?"

"The country's policies are good now, and they value research highly. Talent introduction, research rewards, plus some patent transfers and licensing fees — that's how it adds up to this much."

"I was just afraid you and Mom couldn't accept it all at once, so I didn't tell you. Now happens to be the right time."

"It's true, all taxes paid. Except the talent introduction money which is tax-exempt by state regulation, everything else is verifiable in the tax system." Fang Ziye said.

Fang Nan fell silent.

After half a minute of silence, he reached out and touched Fang Ziye's forehead: "Little Ye'er, you've grown up, can earn your own money now, and your parents can rest easy."

"But no matter how much money you have, the bride price and wedding — those are the parents' responsibility. We'll still pay what we should."

Fang Ziye tilted his head and said: "Dad, then let's make a gentleman's agreement!"

"Providing for children's marriage is the parents' duty and obligation; providing for parents' old age is the children's duty. You handle my marriage, I'll arrange your and Mom's retirement."

"You can't refuse!"

"Don't push yourself so hard from now on. You like fishing, right? Go fish more, fish by the Yangtze, and later when we have kids, come help out."

"The family storefront — just rent it out."

"While you and Mom are still healthy, travel more. You always say if it weren't for me, you'd have gone traveling long ago, right?" Fang Ziye replied.

Hearing this, Fang Nan's eyes reddened, and spittle flew as he exclaimed: "That was a lie to you!"

"The family business must go on, earn a bit of retirement money. Later when there are grandsons and granddaughters, we can help them out a little." Fang Nan shook his head, face full of relief.

"Then you don't need to worry about my marriage either, Dad. We agreed it's a gentleman's agreement." Fang Ziye said somewhat stubbornly.

He also wanted his parents to have it easier when they got old!

The family even does glazed tile work — hard-earned money, and high-altitude work at that. Fang Ziye wasn't willing to let his parents take risks anymore!

Before, Fang Ziye had no capital. Now he has capital — it would be strange if he didn't persuade his parents.

Moreover, Fang Ziye wanted to pave the way for them: in case someone later tells them they've paid enough social security, they can collect their pensions peacefully — good to have some psychological preparation.

"Wings hardened, huh?" Fang Nan raised his left hand to strike.

In the end, he still couldn't bear to.

Joke. Fang Ziye's current achievements are unique in the entire extended clan. Even if Fang Nan went to his own father now and said he wanted to start a separate family register, his father would probably be delighted and spread the news.

Because if Fang Ziye starts a family register, he'll inevitably be included.

Hit Fang Ziye, and Fang Ziye takes sick leave — at nearly sixty, he'd still get beaten by his own father.

"This time, seriously tell me — what are you doing in Enshi?"

"Perfectly good Han City, why not stay?" Fang Nan led Fang Ziye upstairs to sit down, avoiding Luo Tingzhu as he asked.

"To earn money, and also secure some benefits for you and Mom."

"There's a Military Region Yangyuan in Enshi. You can earn merit there, and I hear family members get quite a few benefits too — like you and Mom!"

"Once I earn enough merit, I can even get you pensions!" Fang Ziye said.

"True or false?" Hearing this, Fang Nan trembled all over, and was excited beyond measure!

He's just an ordinary small fry, doing a bit of small business, earning hard money.

Two people working out of town, scrimping and saving — a year's income is around 100,000.

Better than farming, but not by much.

Pensions — those are for big factory workers who've paid enough years of social security, or rich people who pay their own, or people with iron rice bowls!

"Of course it's true. Though not much, it should be enough for retirement."

"I know you and Mom might not take retirement money from me. But the state's money — you've got no reason to refuse that, right?"

"Won't take long either. At most a few years."

"And the salary there is high — at least 30,000 a month!" Fang Ziye said.

"How much?" Fang Nan's eyes nearly popped out.

30,000 — that's what he makes in three months of business. Fang Ziye gets it in one month!

If word got out, it would absolutely shock a wave of people.

On short video platforms, per capita monthly income is millions. In reality, people earning over 10,000 a month are rare — that's the fact.

"30,000!"

"Dad, your son is a Doctor after all, and now an Associate Professor. This salary isn't especially high."

"If it were computer science or other fields, it might be even higher!"

"But I'm satisfied myself." Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

Inwardly he thought: this is just base salary and performance. Paper publication bonuses, provincial or national awards — those aren't counted.

Consultation fees for consultation surgeries, academic conference subsidies and allowances — naturally not counted either!

And his own patent transfer dividends — no need to tell Dad about those, save him the worry!

"Enough!"

"Son's grown up, can catch bugs on his own out there. I'm relieved."

Fang Nan immediately pressed further: "If you do well there, your mom and I can both get pensions?"

"No, is it retirement pay?"

"Won't this affect your future prospects?" Fang Nan asked.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Absolutely not!"

"Dad, Mom, buy a place in Enshi. I'll be back often. Even after I leave Enshi, I should still come back frequently."

"Good to have a landing spot."

"Good! ~ In a while, I'll go look with your mom." Fang Nan said!

The family money was originally all set aside for Fang Ziye — buying a house, a car, etc. Now Fang Ziye's handled it all himself, so they don't plan to let it sit idle.

In the future, even if we go back to our hometown to retire, having a house in Enshi will make it convenient to stay.

Now that the family has some spare money, who wouldn't want their life to be a little better?

"What about the business matter?" Fang Ziye still insisted on asking.

"After finishing this year's orders, your mom and I will open a small shop!" Fang Nan said with a laugh.

"Actually, a small shop isn't good either, moving things is tiring. Why don't you open a mahjong hall? Just clean it up every day, or rent it out. Collect rent." Fang Ziye suggested.

The small shops in town are already involuted to death; opening one now would purely be asking for trouble.

"We'll see later. Finish the orders this year first."

"I originally planned to take you to Han City to look at houses, but I guess it's not needed now." Fang Nan said with a laugh.

"Yes, you and my mom definitely have to come to Han City to help look. You know more!"

"Didn't you used to do renovation work?" Fang Ziye said very decisively.

The family's small business had shifted from aluminum alloy doors and windows to glazed tile business; Fang Nan still understood a bit about design.

In the future, for installing doors and windows at home, Father can still handle it.

"Okay, I'll help you keep an eye on things then."

"Hehe..." Fang Nan felt transparent in body and mind.

After Luo Tingzhu and Liang Xia finished washing the bowls, the group walked around the car again.

In town, BBA is a brand many people recognize. Not saying it gives absolute face, but it won't lose face either.

Some people came over to ask a few words, looking it over and praising Fang Ziye for having prospects. This made Fang Nan's smoke-stained teeth nearly fall out from grinning.

Especially Liang Xia, she was the most capable, hahaha-ing and always saying Fang Ziye was not bad, not bad at all, just like that, and so on...

The two left town that very night.

It wasn't that they didn't want to stay longer, but during the New Year period, Fang Ziye still had to return to the sanatorium to admit a batch of patients, and discuss with the Hand Surgery Group's professors the disease types the Hand Surgery Group planned to admit.

As a cross-group Group Leader, the higher the permissions, the heavier the tasks; one cannot be negligent.

Only after Luo Tingzhu returned to the villa was she a little unhappy.

Two reasons: one, Aunt Flo came; the other, she ate too much and felt stuffed. And she felt it was such a waste that so much meat wasn't finished.

"How about you take the car back tomorrow and help eat a bit more?" Fang Ziye asked jokingly.

Luo Tingzhu shook her head: "Better not!"

Suddenly, her eyeballs rolled around and froze. Her right hand grabbed Fang Ziye's hand: "Senior Brother, can you... stop touching..."

"Let's go watch a movie, take a rest." Fang Ziye pulled Luo Tingzhu to the projection room next door to lie flat.

Early the next day, Big Brother Gu arrived at the villa's doorway!

He asked: "Ziye, didn't disturb you two, right?"

Fang Ziye waved his hand: "What the hell? Elder Brother, you're a Senior Brother after all. Must you be this blunt with jokes between Fellow Trainee and Junior Sister?"

Fang Ziye had no need to explain to him that Luo Tingzhu's period had arrived, so they couldn't do bad things.

"Good that there isn't. Let's go eat rice noodles!"

"Heard you drove a car over. That way we don't have to take a taxi."

"Not bad, this ride!" Gu Yi had already seen it in the parking lot before entering.

No license plate, just that one car.

"It's alright, drives pretty comfortable. Not worse than the little BMW my Master used to drive." Fang Ziye joked.

"Hey, no wonder Master said you have rebellious bones. Turns out you were waiting here."

"Professor Gong and them are coming back today. We'll go to his place for a small meeting later!"

"Ziye, this month, do we need to admit more patients?" Gu Yi seemed a bit eager.

"Mm-hmm!"

"Then Elder Brother you can operate a few more internal fixations to practice." Fang Ziye said.

In the sanatorium, there really weren't surgeries Gu Yi could be Lead Surgeon for. He could only practice through local surgical operations.

"Thanks Ziye, just knew you're my iron brother!" Gu Yi patted his chest.

After the two entered the villa, Luo Tingzhu had just finished applying her face!

Actually, she only does skincare now, no makeup.

"Senior Brother, Brother Gu, we can depart to eat rice noodles." Luo Tingzhu wore a khaki windbreaker, a high-collared striped sweater, looking poised and generous.

Gu Yi glanced at her and felt his thoughts ripple a bit. He forcibly turned his head away, discarding the messy thoughts.

Luo Tingzhu sensibly didn't sit in the passenger seat, but went to the back seat.

Gu Yi, in the passenger seat, said softly: "Ziye, after you left, Old Chinese Doctor Chen found me again. He roughly told me the sanatorium's truest nature now."

"What?" Fang Ziye tilted his head curiously.

"Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences, Institute of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine for Difficult and Complex Diseases!"

"Relying on a military background, referencing the Mayo Clinic's research and clinical operation model, based on an appointment system, focusing on standardized treatment and research of difficult and complex diseases."

"Currently TCM surgery as main, internal medicine as supplement, rehabilitation as application. Research platform as foundation!" Gu Yi bared his teeth, scratching his scalp hard with his right hand.

"Ziye, what exactly is Old Chinese Doctor Chen's background?"

With these few sentences of relatively official language, Gu Yi instantly cleared up Fang Ziye's inner doubts.

Old Chinese Doctor Chen Song, former Vice Chairman of the Huaguo TCM Association, President-elect Committee Member. Long active in Jingdu, retired and returned to Hubei Province's Enshi!

He built a sanatorium here, and equipped such a standardized research laboratory. How could it possibly be just an ordinary sanatorium?

A doctor standing at the very top of Huaguo's TCM world. How could he specially serve as Dean just for a sanatorium?

Old Chinese Doctor Chen Song, if he wants to take another step forward, a purely personal arena of fame and profit is no longer enough for him to roam in!

Academician?

An Academician, to him, probably doesn't hold much significance anymore.

"I don't know either!"

"But Eastern Han has many similar research institutes, such as the Skin Research Institute, Peking Union Medical College Hospital, which is also the Military Medical Orthopedics Research Institute, and so on..."

"I haven't had contact with things at this level before, and I don't have the opportunity to now either." Fang Ziye shook his head.

Medical care is one of the country's basic public services, and it is precisely because it is basic that it is important.

The country cannot fail to see that Eastern Han's treatment for many past years has had to rely on studying abroad, needing to import advanced instruments and equipment.

Eastern Han also cannot just lie flat and give up on the development of the medical industry.

Could it be that Eastern Han doesn't want the medical industry, like communications, military, high-speed rail and other industries, to lead at the world's forefront, with every press conference attracting countless gazes?

Every industry that can reach the world's forefront is a foundation of the nation.

It's just that the development speed of the medical industry has been passively slowed down.

The development of life technology rarely allows for overtaking on a curve; it must be walked step by solid step.

But as for how many bureaus have been set up, how many research institutes established, how could Fang Ziye possibly know?

Luo Tingzhu listened to the two's conversation, hesitating slightly: "Senior Brother, isn't Eastern Han's current top medical level at top famous hospitals like PUMCH and West China Hospital?"

"I've never understood why so many research institutes still need to be established."

"Could it be that the nature of the two is different?"

As long as they're an Eastern Han person, you ask them where Eastern Han's medical level is highest, it's inevitably top famous hospitals like PUMCH and West China.

Fang Ziye could only guess: "PUMCH and West China are comprehensive hospitals; their essence still cannot escape the nature of a hospital."

"They are professional institutions that satisfy human medical needs and provide medical services, service places that admit and treat patients."

"Even now, building comprehensive hospitals integrating treatment and research, they cannot escape this nature."

"Research institutes are different; they do not directly serve patients, do not directly provide medical services!"

"Rather, they are based on research, developing new treatment methods."

"Enshi Yangyuan is probably another kind of innovation!"

"Research cannot be separated from clinical practice, nor can it be confined to clinical practice; the current two-way appointment system for concentrated breakthroughs should be the most scientific form currently."

"Even now, our country's medical development is still in a relatively unbalanced stage, medical resources are scarce, especially in remote areas, lacking good doctors!"

"The nature of teaching hospitals still must focus on teaching; cultivating more, more excellent doctors is the most main purpose."

"Research and teaching integrated as one, although it has progressed for so many years, substantive breakthroughs are still scarce!"

"Our Eastern Han, the breakthroughs we can currently show, are only those few, mostly produced in research institutes."

For example, Artemisinin was not produced in a hospital laboratory.

Gu Yi then said: "So, Ziye, did we stumble by mistake into a pretty awesome place?"

"It's possible, but also possible not!"

"Do the present well first, just do the things you want to do clearly; as for the Yangyuan's ultimate pursuit, when we reach a certain level, we'll naturally have the capability to know."

Fang Ziye continued: "Actually, the previous Enshi Yangyuan asked me to leave that hk2 model patent behind, I had doubts then."

"A sanatorium, what would it want with the basic research patent usage rights for hk2 related to energy metabolism? Now I understand a bit."

"As long as it's basic research achievements, it wants them all, perhaps still working hard to seek authorization from other experimental teams."

"Get the basic achievements first, accumulation leads to breakthrough."

Fang Ziye's current achievements are far from representing a hospital's level, let alone standing at the country's angle to face the world?

Still have to take it slowly.

"Ziye, how do you find the taste of this rice noodles? I've stayed in Enshi long, instead I've come to like this flavor!"

"Mainly the hot dry noodles here, hard to describe in a word." Gu Yi asked while wiping his mouth!

Fang Ziye smiled and replied: "You should ask Tingzhu about this, I'm just an Enshi local, you ask me to evaluate my hometown flavor, whatever evaluation I give won't be fair enough."

The place a person lives, habits etc. have already solidified. Any taste different from habit will feel lacking in something.

"I think it's so-so, maybe also because I'm not used to eating it. I prefer eating a bit spicier." Luo Tingzhu evaluated fairly.

Finished eating, paid, several people then took the car back.

On Fang Ziye's mobile phone, he got a reply, a Director He replied with an okay!

"Tingzhu, Director He in charge of the laboratory replied, saying they welcome you to move your basic research project over."

"And he also said, even if this project of yours is just approved, as long as you're willing to leave the patent authorization behind, this side's research funding can give you some support and assistance."

"But subsequent clinical research, currently there's no way to help you carry it out." Fang Ziye said.

"That's good too, Senior Brother!" Luo Tingzhu heard this and was very happy.

Can be together with Fang Ziye, can continue research, funding also no need to worry, this is simply the best thing.

Gu Yi heard this and then said: "Ziye, I recently also checked some literature, made a simple plan, can I go back to the villa with you guys and report to you?"

"It's all in my USB drive." Gu Yi still insisted on the team's rules.

Achievements, planning documents etc. don't go through the internet, but use offline USB drive transfer form.

If someone can steal through connected network, that's not something Gu Yi can control.

"Senior Brother, you don't need to be so polite, I was also planning to tell you these things."

"After Spring Festival, Fellow Trainee Jie Han should also come to Enshi, Professor Xiong Lao spoke for him, he'll come to Minzu University Hospital for a while then." Fang Ziye explained.

Actually this favor was Fang Ziye who opened his mouth to ask.

Professor Li Guohua just came out recently, already not walking in the hospital and department, the one Fang Ziye can entrust/depend on is Professor Xiong Zhizhang.

"This is a good thing!"

"A big good thing." Gu Yi didn't know Jie Han deeply, but he also knew he was a paper-writing maniac; he had heard his speed at writing papers was extremely fast.

In the entire Trauma Surgery, there was no one who could be faster than him; even Fang Ziye couldn't.

After that, the two continued to discuss a bit, confirming the time node for launching the research project and the first step for research startup!

"Senior Brother, I'll have someone bring our cell lines over then; you don't need to worry about the osteosarcoma cell line matter."

"I estimate the lab also has them, but the cell lines we previously processed and stored will be more convenient; some are already processed preliminary research cell lines!"

Fang Ziye's research project had done preliminary experiments; although Lan Tianluo did them, they can also be used!

Lan Tianluo's current research accumulation, in the Master and Doctor stages, was almost an invincible existence; even the Associate Professors in the Department, few could hard-collide with him.

This is the advantage of Fang Ziye taking the lead and independently developing two new disease type treatments!

People who do research projects with Fang Ziye all have heavy resumes!

Truly one person attains the Dao, rooster and dog ascend to heaven!

So, even if Lan Tianluo gave the follow-up of this research project to Fang Ziye, he doesn't lose out; otherwise, with his own accumulation, to carry out this basic research project would still take a very, very long time.

Now, Fang Ziye gave Lan Tianluo more opportunities to do data processing and analysis, which he is better at; this is what Lan Tianluo loves to do and wants to do.

Gu Yi heard this and laughed: "Before, the teacher told me you were the core backbone on Wei Ge's side; I still didn't dare believe it."

"After all, Wei Ge in our hearts is an existence like a super big shot; but looking now, it's still the teacher's eye/vision that's wider."

"Saw through the essence of things very early!"

"Wei Ge's luck is really good, and his courage/determination is enough too!"

"A you, a Jie Han, a Tian Luo — truly equivalent to at least three super big teams!" Gu Yi closed his own notebook.

"Not bad, our luck is all good!" Fang Ziye replied a sentence, then just as he was about to speak again, Fang Ziye's phone rang again.

Seeing the call remark, Fang Ziye's brows tightly furrowed once; after closing the ringtone, he placed it on the table and did not choose to connect.

"Who is it? Why aren't you picking up?" Gu Yi asked!

"Han Jingyi, the previous research assistant; she already resigned, don't know why she's calling again." Fang Ziye said very blandly.

"Awesome!" Gu Yi raised his thumb.

Looking again at Luo Tingzhu, in the next door room, she was silently "gnawing" on Hei Ya Zhua, facing the computer screen with a meticulous appearance; he was also somewhat moved.

Fang Ziye's talent is formidable; effort and struggle are also indispensable.

He should also work harder.

"Ziye, I'll go to the lab first to organize our ordered instruments; when the cells arrive, we can directly carry out; I'll report progress to you anytime."

"Also, if there are external consultation surgery tasks, remember to call me anytime!" Gu Yi said somewhat fawningly.

He wants to practice, he wants to improve, he wants research!

He wants to hold tight to Fang Ziye's thigh, and also work hard to display his own utility to Fang Ziye.

After seeing Gu Yi off, Han Jingyi's call came again.

This time, Fang Ziye chose to connect.

(Chapter End)