Chapter 568

"Group Leader Fang, what do you think? How's this?" After Du Donglin finished the operation, he reported to Fang Ziye in a standard, measured way — his tone not overly humble, yet cautious.

At his age, he no longer needed exaggeration to add weight to himself, nor was there any need for false modesty; what he learned was what he gained.

"Professor Du is a hand surgery specialist! There's fundamentally no need to look." Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

After examining carefully once more, Fang Ziye said: "The surgery's pretty much done here, and it's still early. Professor Du, you all can continue verifying for a bit longer!"

"I've got some things to attend to, so I'll head out first."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he looked over everything again — no issues.

Truth be told, Professor Liu Huanglong, among peers of the same age, counts as invincible, but before a true hand surgery titan like Du Donglin, he still lacks considerable seasoning!

Du Donglin's learning speed would be faster than Liu Huanglong's; with powerful basic skills as his foundation, within three months, his surgical quality completion rate would surpass Liu Huanglong's.

As for catching up to Fang Ziye's level — one can only say it's a matter of chance, not something to be sought.

Du Donglin knew Fang Ziye had guests visiting, so he nodded: "Then we'll study carefully for another twenty-odd minutes and finish the surgery!"

Surgery nearing its end, Fang Ziye's instruction was for them to observe and absorb, not to experiment on the patient — the time couldn't be dragged out too long.

……

After Fang Ziye stepped out of the operating room, Gu Yi proactively helped Fang Ziye untie the collar straps.

After Fang Ziye took off his clothes and gloves, he picked up his mobile phone, turned on the screen, and glanced at it.

"Group Leader Fang, is it convenient? Can I go with you to visit Old Professor Tian? I'm an old acquaintance of Old Professor Tian!" Lin Peng's voice drew near, sounding obsequious.

Fang Ziye glanced at Lin Peng, his surface expression unruffled: "Old Professor Tian and Professor Zhou Gongbo didn't mention it. Since Professor Lin is Old Professor Tian's old acquaintance, you can just call and invite him yourself."

"I won't take up too much of the two professors' time either."

Truth be told, although Fang Ziye really wanted to say Lin Peng is simply a joke, that kind of offensive remark truly couldn't be uttered — it would be too brainless!

Lin Peng smiled apologetically.

Everyone's shamelessness has a limit; Lin Peng reaching this step today is already his extreme — he genuinely didn't know how to continue being thick-skinned and speak up.

"Then I'll wait until after Professor Fang finishes your visit, and I'll go then!" Lin Peng found himself a graceful exit and took it.

……

After Fang Ziye left the operating room and cleared his WeChat chat records, he first sent a text message to Gu Yi: "Elder Brother, I have a student coming to Enshi today!"

"His name is Hu Qingyuan. Could you trouble Elder Brother to make a trip?"

"If Elder Brother really has no time, I'll have him wait for you at the sanatorium dormitory doorway."

Hu Qingyuan had been to Enshi before — he came when he celebrated Fang Ziye's birthday — so he wouldn't get lost.

Having someone go pick him up would definitely be more familiar, so he wouldn't get fleeced by black-car drivers outside.

"No problem, Hu Qingyuan, right? I'll contact him in a bit. I added his WeChat last time." Last birthday, Gu Yi was there too, so they exchanged contact info.

"Mm, thanks Elder Brother. When Hu Qingyuan asks, just say you went yourself." Fang Ziye put on airs.

It was also at this moment that Fang Ziye truly understood, as a supervisor, that complex emotion toward a student.

Wanting to treat him well, yet fearing he'd become spoiled and arrogant — so sometimes one must maintain dignity, otherwise it looks like you're the one begging the other party!

Likewise, one's own student can help one with tasks; if he's more outstanding, one's own face also shines.

The first student — the sentiment held in one's heart — is ultimately different.

……

Afternoon, 2:10 PM.

Fang Ziye drove to the teahouse near the scenic area where Professor Zhou Gongbo was staying.

Enshi currently wasn't tourist peak season, and it was a weekday, so parking was relatively easy. After Fang Ziye parked steadily, he bought two corn cakes, gnawing on them while filling his stomach.

Lunch hour had already passed; the sanatorium canteen had closed. Professor Zhou Gongbo and the others had likely already eaten, so Fang Ziye could only handle lunch himself.

Before going up to the teahouse, Fang Ziye deliberately checked the mirror, confirming no residue on his face, then under the waiter's guidance, pushed open a private room door.

Upon entering, he cupped his hands and smiled: "Professor Zhou, Professor Tian, sorry to have kept you waiting."

"Truly sorry!"

"When we just spoke on the phone, the two professors said you'd eaten? If not, I know a farmhouse restaurant nearby with decent flavor." Fang Ziye upheld the principle of 'the guest is king' and treated them courteously.

"Professor Fang, disturbing you amidst your busy schedule, visiting unannounced — hope we didn't cause you trouble?" Zhou Gongbo hurriedly stood up, guiding Fang Ziye to sit while asking.

Then he tilted his head and signaled a Doctor with a look; the other understood sensibly and went out to order.

Asking Fang Ziye what tea leaves he wanted wasn't the key at this moment — getting another cup was the crucial part.

"No no, Professor Zhou. It's just that surgery was arranged in advance. So I couldn't leave. Actually, I should properly fulfill the host's duty."

"Moreover, Old Professor Tian at such an advanced age personally graced us with his presence — I feel quite discourteous." Fang Ziye exchanged polite smiles.

As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face with an outstretched hand; Fang Ziye's courtesy fell within the two's understanding.

Old Professor Tian Lin then said: "It's like this, Professor Fang. We won't say many polite words. Professor Zhou and I came this time mainly to consult on the basic approach you used for that patient you treated earlier."

"Our country is a populous nation. Although the incidence of fracture nonunion after fracture is low, with such a massive population base in Eastern Han, the number of such patients is still considerable."

"Our hospital's outpatient clinic alone sees several thousand patients annually — simply can't get through them all."

"Although a large portion, after standardized fixation and reduction, can be properly managed, there are always some nonunion patients whose postoperative outcomes aren't good."

"This situation doesn't only exist at our Huashan Hospital. Based on such considerations, our team previously applied for and obtained an 863 Major Project, precisely related to nonunion……"

"Now it's at the project completion stage. According to the estimated research progress, we could wrap up anytime. But Professor Fang, you also know — research is inevitably better the more thorough it is. Good ideas, we'll naturally adopt more of them……"

"After Huang Ling came to my outpatient clinic for a follow-up consultation, I asked about her treatment course first thing, so I rushed over at the first opportunity." Professor Tian Lin's voice was quite sincere, yet without leaning on his seniority.

With his current status and identity, even Professor Tang Fupei would have to treat him with utmost respect, because Trauma Surgery's current situation was slowly built up by their generation over a lifetime.

Tian Lin is approaching ninety, born in the 1930s. In his prime, domestic modern medicine was almost a blank slate; relevant research had only just begun!

"Professor Tian, for this patient, we originally also had no viable options, found it extremely tricky, even considered amputation!"

"However, before formally starting treatment, we speculated on several possibilities……"

Fang Ziye had put effort into this disease type, so his initial thinking remained vaguely clear in his heart. After recounting it once before Professors Tian Lin and Zhou Gongbo, he said: "Based on our examination results, we still lean more toward immune reaction."

"We speculate that it's possible when Huang Ling's fracture originally occurred, her own fracture fragments had already separated from the body, but by some coincidence, someone else's free bone fragment flew into the fracture ends."

"That's why an immune reaction was produced!"

"Of course, we're not the initial consulting doctors either; it's impossible to reconstruct the case records from that time."

Tian Lin shook his head upon hearing this: "Professor Fang, actually we previously considered this kind of speculation of yours too, but the probability of this situation occurring is too coincidental!"

"Coincidental to the point we fundamentally dare not believe it. Local immune reaction is not merely allograft rejection; after autologous trauma occurs, it's also possible for the local immune reaction to become abnormal!"

"Thereby triggering autoimmune disease. Through our preoperative research, we discovered this possibility is even greater."

"It mostly occurs in violent trauma events, causing the human body's immune mechanism to become hypersensitized, even rejecting the body's own tissue structures."

"We also once tried the local drug application protocol, but?"

"So, Professor Fang, perhaps you still need to think: in this patient's treatment process, were there any other overlooked factors, and that factor just happens to be the key?"

Tian Lin didn't come simply to borrow Fang Ziye's reputation; he came genuinely prepared, wanting to discuss cooperation with Fang Ziye, so naturally he had the confidence to come.

Fishing with an empty hook — that's purely a rogue's behavior!

"Professor Tian, did you use immunosuppressants locally? Did you use hormones?" Fang Ziye narrowed his eyes upon hearing this.

This tm isn't scientific — you guys didn't reflect any of this in the case records.

Fang Ziye initially wondered if he had remembered wrong, but upon careful recollection, when he reviewed Huang Ling's case records, there truly wasn't any indication in this regard.

"At the time it was just speculation, so we only used it once on a trial basis, so?" Zhou Gongbo was a bit embarrassed.

As a top teaching hospital, he is a professor, qualified to explore treatment protocols for unfamiliar and new disease types.

Under circumstances of confidence, using it once or twice won't affect the patient, but after not seeing benefits, they also didn't mention their own medication protocol.

Anyway, it's impossible to ruin the patient.

Fang Ziye: "..."

It's fine, very normal. Trial treatment is also a common backup option when encountering difficult and complex cases; Fang Ziye's team also used trial treatment methods.

The disease course record is very long; when medication effects don't show results, the purpose of using them can be described in other directions.

Hormone drugs have many pharmacological effects.

"Other factors? Our team didn't use any other factors, did we?"

"The bone-healing drugs are similar — all commonly available on the market. Hormones were also administered locally!"

"Even possibly our team's drug administration method isn't as precise as Professor Zhou's team!" Fang Ziye analyzed carefully.

Professor Zhou Gongbo's group performed surgery, allowing them to directly deliver drugs to the fracture ends under direct exposure.

Their team administered drugs via puncture — a different manifestation of local drug use, different paths leading to the same goal.

Fang Ziye's answer made Professor Zhou Gongbo start rubbing his forehead.

Professor Tian Lin also fell into thought: "Calcium supplementation, anti-osteoporosis treatment, regulating calcium redistribution... indeed nothing special."

"Professor Fang, please think carefully again — does this patient have any other omissions?"

"There shouldn't be any more. This is the only patient our team didn't operate on; I remember it fairly precisely. Besides hormones, all other drug administration was oral." Fang Ziye shook his head.

Although he had cured it and understood the basic principles clearly, now listening to Professor Zhou Gongbo and Professor Tian Lin, Fang Ziye instead didn't understand exactly how he had managed to heal Huang Ling's nonunion.

"Professor Fang, how many times did you administer the drug? Could it be the dosage and frequency?" Professor Zhou Gongbo asked.

"Roughly three times! Total about twenty milligrams, not a small amount." Fang Ziye replied.

"Not high either." Tian Lin said.

"In hormone application for eliminating nerve edema, the maximum single dose can reach 16mg, with regular gradual reduction."

"We gave 15mg at the time; there's not much gap in dosage, this is a bit?"

"After we go back, let's consult some pharmacology experts — ask if this cortisone has other effects, whether different concentrations have vastly different graded effects."

"This is the first variant factor." Professor Tian Lin marked it out.

"No difference in other drug dosages!"

"Professor Fang, who operated when you did local puncture drug administration? Could it be that hormone administration shouldn't go to the fracture ends, but rather to local tissues for better effect?" Tian Lin asked again.

Research is like this — when searching for direction, you must scrutinize details; any detail you don't pay attention to could be the key to research success.

Every single detail must be attended to!

"That shouldn't happen. The puncture was done by me personally; according to the fracture end morphology, it should have reached the wound surface precisely."

Thinking here, Fang Ziye's eyes suddenly lit up: "Professor Tian, when I did the puncture, I used a bone puncture needle, pierced through part of the cortex, and delivered the hormone drug into the marrow cavity to disperse."

"You say — could this factor be related?"

Bones are divided into cortical bone and cancellous bone — this is relatively professional basic content.

"This point is worth noting; we'll study it carefully when we get back!" Tian Lin tapped the table with his finger, looking at Professor Zhou Gongbo.

Afternoon, 4:40 PM.

After Fang Ziye, Professor Zhou Gongbo, and the others walked out of the private room, Fang Ziye suggested: "Professor Zhou, Professor Tian, get in my car. Let's go eat a simple meal together first, then I'll drive you to the airport later."

Zhou Gongbo hesitated slightly: "There are five of us?"

Tian Lin glanced at Zhou Gongbo, and Zhou Gongbo immediately decided decisively: "You guys take a taxi!"

The three doctors following Tian Lin instantly stiffened, immediately nodded, and started hailing cars.

Fang Ziye then said: "Chengcheng Charcoal Fire Chicken — the one very close to here..."

Fang Ziye planned to treat the two professors to Enshi's local specialties!

Magic Capital has everything; it's estimated to be very hard to see that kind of truly free-range native chicken. Even with less spice or no spice it's delicious — pure original flavor, fragrant.

After Fang Ziye closed the rear car doors for the two professors, he started reversing out of the parking space, saying: "Professor Zhou, just now when we discussed compensation, I didn't have the nerve to say."

"I feel the compensation you're offering is still above standard."

"That would be a violation. Let's just go by normal market rates. I'm at most a Deputy Chief Physician right now; even giving compensation according to Intermediate Professional Title is no problem."

"Besides, I'm far from the Magic Capital, and work is pretty busy too, so I can't take part in the team directly — only remote communication."

"As the old saying goes, one shouldn't accept rewards without merit."

"I hope Professor Zhou can understand, and not put me on the spot to roast." Fang Ziye's tone was rather low.

Zhou Gongbo planned to give Fang Ziye twenty-six pre-tax.

This standard is of course not high in the Magic Capital, but considering Fang Ziye is on full detachment, it would be far over the limit.

For a typical professor's nominal post, it's at most ten thousand or so a month.

Fang Ziye is only an Associate Professor; going outside to hold a sinecure and taking such a high figure, he's very likely to be targeted.

Although Zhou Gongbo wouldn't say it publicly, Fang Ziye himself felt it wasn't right.

Fang Ziye's voice was quite frank, so Tian Lin said, "Professor Fang is a straightforward person too, Zhou Gongbo, just follow the rules — the hospital and the school have both given specific standards."

"Don't make things difficult for Professor Fang."

Fang Ziye doesn't have anyone to back him up right now; Zhou Gongbo doing this is a bit like 'bullying.'

"Professor Fang, you actually deserve it — a Deputy Chief Physician and a Deputy Chief Physician aren't the same."

"Teacher, Professor Fang has experience leading two of the most advanced clinical research projects in our Orthopedics Department!"

"Not just participation experience — this kind of experience is extremely rare!"

"The standard I'm giving isn't actually that high." Zhou Gongbo explained, he wasn't putting Fang Ziye on the fire.

"Professor Zhou, let's keep things separate; let's have more exchanges and cooperation in the future, complement each other — not maintain relations through money transactions."

"That would only make us more distant; I'd feel even more pressure." Fang Ziye scanned the QR code and paid the parking fee.

After the barrier opened, Fang Ziye drove out.

"That works too..." Tian Lin sighed lightly, expressing some regret.

At 6:10, after Tian Lin and Zhou Gongbo entered the airport, Tian Lin said, "Professor Fang is definitely busier than before now; we didn't find the best time to meet with Professor Fang."

"Now that Professor Fang made time, he's definitely heading to Ruijin Hospital first; you offered better treatment before, I know what you mean."

"It's a good thing for the department's development, but don't make things difficult for others either."

"We were a step late, so we have to admit it, no matter which aspect."

What Zhou Gongbo was calculating in his heart, Tian Lin knew perfectly well, just didn't call it out.

Nothing more than: Tian Lin saw Fang Ziye as a talent; if there are clinical projects later, priority consideration can be given to cooperating with Huashan Hospital, letting Huashan Hospital also stand at the forefront of mangled extremity limb salvage surgery like Ruijin Hospital.

This is an investment valuing Fang Ziye.

But investment also requires mutual willingness and first-come-first-served.

His earlier reminder to Zhou Gongbo meant: Fang Ziye currently has no elders around; if there were elders, doing this would get you scolded!

Of course, the old comrades at Zhongnan Hospital probably wouldn't dare scold Zhou Gongbo either; it's just that things can't be done this way.

"Teacher, mainly because Professor Fang is too tempting — his basic skills, whichever new direction they're pushed toward, are easy to push!"

"I was a bit impatient! If..." Zhou Gongbo let out a long sigh.

If Fang Ziye were in his team, by now Fang Ziye would've at least reached the Outstanding Youth Fund stage; all kinds of projects and funding would've been stuffed full!

"Don't you forget, the other party is from Hubei Province; Tongji Hospital is still in Hubei Province; even if Fang Ziye is young and ignorant, and you rope him in, when the elders step in, you won't be able to hold out." Tian Lin thought further ahead.

What are old comrades for? They're the ones who no longer seek achievements in specialty and research, but are responsible for escorting and shielding — whoever pulls tricks can scold them, scold them to death!

Zhou Gongbo glanced at the students beside him: "Next year's doctoral and master's entrance exams, remind me to increase the assessment difficulty by at least double!"

"Got it, Master!" The three doctors nodded busily at those words.

They've already made it ashore; increasing exam difficulty, watching the prospective fellow trainees get tortured and cry bitterly — that scene they want to see.

Love to watch.

Of course, they also know Zhou Gongbo wants to recruit real talent, real geniuses, to enrich Huashan Hospital's resource reserve.

On the drive back, Fang Ziye used the car phone to call Hu Qingyuan: "Qingyuan, are you settled in? How's the dormitory?"

"Just finished reinstalling the computer." Hu Qingyuan might've been a bit impulsive/reckless, opening with a critical hit.

But he immediately realized his topic wasn't great, and hurriedly said: "Teacher Fang, what I mean is, using a desktop can connect directly via ethernet cable, downloading literature and such is also faster."

"The dormitory conditions here are simply too good — a two-bedroom apartment, can't even imagine."

"The internet is fast too, and downloading literature seems to be free as well."

Fang Ziye said: "Have you and Gu Yi eaten?"

"No problem; outside work, having your own entertainment activities is perfectly normal, as long as it doesn't affect the team's development and your own progress, appropriate entertainment is fine!"

"Work-rest balance actually makes learning efficiency higher."

"Mm, Senior Brother Gu and I have eaten, in the canteen."

"Teacher Fang, do you want to come see my dormitory?" Hu Qingyuan asked with a smile.

"Sure, I'll come take a look..." Fang Ziye said.

Hu Qingyuan is in principle his first student, because Hu Qingyuan is a guaranteed-admission student; Fang Ziye couldn't refuse without a suitable reason, and Orthopedics wouldn't dare fail him — one hundred percent.

Feng Junfeng, on the other hand, needs to fight and struggle himself; although the doctoral assessment results are out and Feng Junfeng made it ashore!

But he still has to prepare for graduation defense and complete standardized training like his fellow trainee Jie Han; temporarily can't come over here yet!

Hu Qingyuan was waiting for Fang Ziye downstairs, holding two bottles of chilled Yaha Drink Drink Iced Coffee, the bottles still beaded with condensation.

"Teacher Fang, here!" Hu Qingyuan called with a smile.

Fang Ziye took it: "Spirit's good — that's the drive needed; looks like after I left, your basic skills have advanced pretty fast?"

"Hehe, steady progress; Senior Brothers say if you give me three years, I should be able to pass the Training Room test!"

"Might not even need three years." Hu Qingyuan wasn't too modest either — this is the real grades and progress he earned.

"Go up and take a look, see what else you're missing, Master will take you to buy it." Fang Ziye said it offhandedly and directly settled the matter.

Hu Qingyuan paused at the words, fell two body-lengths behind Fang Ziye, then immediately ran two steps: "Thank you, Master!"

After going upstairs, Hu Qingyuan pressed his fingerprint to open the door; inside was a two-bedroom apartment with a living room, bathroom, and kitchen, with a relatively wide area.

The area was roughly over sixty square meters, and that was still the usable area!

"Everything inside is quite clean; I wiped it down once, and the rag barely got dirty, so someone must have cleaned it before. I bought some toiletries; once I put away my clothes and such, I can move in."

"The quilts and such are even better than what I bought during my undergraduate years."

"Master, there's also this side, and the kitchen. My cooking skills are very good; Master, you can come often, and we can cook together." Hu Qingyuan said actively.

"You can cook better than those chefs in the canteen?" Fang Ziye asked with a laugh.

Hu Qingyuan heard this, thought for a moment about the evening's flavor, and shook his head: "That's not the case!"

"Hmm, not bad!"

"For the next while, you'll follow Big Brother Gu; you can call him Senior Brother too; we each discuss our own matters."

"You'll enter the lab together and start cell culture. This is a relatively long-term research project that needs to be done for a long time."

"You've already written a data-analysis type SCI paper for practice, so you don't need to write these articles anymore and waste time. Just do experiments well, learn the basic methods of basic experiments, and push forward the experimental progress."

"It's best to familiarize yourself with all the processes within half a year or even three months, then start preparing to apply for your own small project."

"During your graduate studies, having R&D experience leading a small project will be of great help for applying for various projects in the future!"

Hu Qingyuan nodded: "Alright, Master. I've already bought the books and downloaded the videos."

Hu Qingyuan glanced at the clock on the wall.

Fang Ziye immediately understood the other's meaning: "Fine, I won't affect your extracurricular hobby. Go do whatever you want, big Zhujian!"

Hu Qingyuan hurriedly shook his head: "No, Master. I'm just earning a little pocket money for living expenses."

Now Hu Qingyuan was still an undergraduate, and he couldn't give him too much living allowance; if he gave any, it would be his own money out of pocket, not from funds.

Six hundred a month seemed a bit stingy, but considering the other wasn't yet his official student, paying this amount out of his own pocket wasn't too little.

Food and lodging were free in the sanatorium; as long as Hu Qingyuan wasn't unrestrained, it was enough.

Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia, these two people, had seemed to disappear again in the past two days and hadn't sent Fang Ziye any messages.

So after Fang Ziye left the dormitory, he took the initiative to ask a question in the discussion group.

If he hadn't asked, it would have been fine, but once he asked, Fang Ziye was required to take the two of them to the bar...

Not a suggestion, but a direct demand.

Fang Ziye was also helpless, so he just went along to experience it once.

To be honest, Fang Ziye didn't like the relatively "chaotic" atmosphere in the bar!

No hostess girls were called, but quite a lot of drinks were ordered!

Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia kept scanning the bar with their eyes for girls dressed coolly, and Fang Ziye just followed their gazes and looked around casually.

Every state of life has its own unique experience.

If under too much pressure and also very bored, in such a lively environment, it indeed could make oneself not so lonely.

Especially being able to touch and feel the "beautiful bartender" like the people at the neighboring table...

Two hours later, Fang Ziye saw a message on his mobile phone from Professor Du Donglin.

"Professor Fang, I have reported Professor Lin Peng's performance in the group to Group Leader Zheng Dahai. As for how they specifically evaluate him, it depends on his performance later." Professor Du said.

Fang Ziye heard this and didn't feel surprised.

Later, Professor Gong Jiahe told him that during the time Fang Ziye was in the sanatorium, Professor Gong Jiahe was also reporting daily.

This kind of reporting only targeted Deputy Chief Physicians and Chief Physicians; helpers and hangers-on like Big Brother Gu were not within the scope of consideration.

"We still need to be more objective. If Professor Lin Peng's ability is truly strong, we can't view people with biased eyes."

"Professor Du, the surgery for the 'spinal cord injury' patient caused by the explosion—schedule it for Number Nine. Let's get together more recently!"

Professor Du Donglin heard this and directly sent a voice message.

With an excited tone: "Professor Fang, regarding the surgery plan for the patient with right lower limb spastic deformity, do you already have a clear idea in your mind, Professor Fang?"

"That would be wonderful!"

"Group Leader Fang, you say schedule it for whichever number, and that's the number. Definitely no problem!" Professor Du said.

Fang Ziye edited a text message: "Professor Du, saying that is a bit like flattering me to death, isn't it?"

"I mean, we can slowly grind down his plan."

"And by the way, consult Professor Lin Peng. Earlier I heard Professor Gong say that Professor Lin Peng is also quite skilled in this area, and it seems to be written in the resume on his official website."

"Who knows, we might get some good ideas." Fang Ziye said.

Professor Du Donglin said: "Group Leader Fang, there are no outsiders here."

"If Group Leader Fang is really this bad, then I truly like it very much!"

The sanatorium doesn't keep idle people. Fang Ziye still had to send him off a thousand li, and there would eventually be a parting. He was so proactive and active; he really liked it.

He and this person had exchanged favors to the point of almost vomiting; it was truly not good to slap the other's face.

As for whether Lin Peng had any ability—yes, he definitely did, more awesome than many professors. It was just his personality, so-so.

As for his level, he was too all-around. The other layer of meaning of being all-around was that he had no specialties.

"Professor Du? If you say that, it really makes me look at you with new eyes." Fang Ziye also replied with a voice message and laughed happily.

"Ziye, what are you laughing at? Do you want to have a green leaf climb over the wall?"

"You go flirt with one to give Liao Jia a demonstration? Look at how timid he is..." Nie Mingxian asked curiously.

Nie Mingxian was speaking when the roll-call phone call came.

Nie Mingxian looked, hurriedly hung up, then turned his head a full hundred-plus degrees, pacing left and right twice: "Brothers, how about we head back when it's about time?"

Liao Jia looked at Nie Mingxian with contempt and said: "Tch! Thought you had some real skill."

"Ziye, let's go back, it's not early anymore."

"Quiet Amidst Noise also has its own unique flavor!"

"It's noisy and chaotic here, but also simple—as long as you pay, and as long as you're the one paying." Liao Jia stood up first.

The drinks were paid for first before being brought to the Table.

The group left, and Nie Mingxian didn't dare to boast anymore...

Not keeping idlers isn't just aimed at the Clinical Area!

Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia were different; Hu Qingyuan was Fang Ziye's student, which was natural, merely incidental.

The two were Fang Ziye's Partners; to squeeze in, they could only rely on their own Capability, and neither wanted to become Fang Ziye's 'Vassal,' so they could only use their skills to force their way out a Path.

Chapter End