Chapter 580: Reeling in the Line!

The next day, Fang Ziye received a call from Yuan Weihong: "Ziye, you're not in a hurry to return to Enshi, are you?"

"Master, I want to wait until after the New Year workday to change my license plate; the temporary plate has already expired." Fang Ziye was chopping meat filling, pausing the knife in his hand.

Luo Tingzhu was preparing the condiments for the noodles on the side; she wanted to cook personally.

Fang Ziye's temporary plate had been extended, but it was almost expiring again; if he didn't go to the vehicle management office to handle the license plate procedures, he might run into trouble on the road.

"Perfect, you all come to my home for dinner tomorrow!"

"I'm going to see Director Du now." Yuan Weihong's voice no longer had the worry from before.

Fang Ziye believed in Yuan Weihong's ability to bounce back; in this regard, Yuan Weihong would never disappoint anyone, as long as he was given enough energy support.

"Master, then I'll trouble you and Madam again; I'll buy the vegetables for you in advance." Fang Ziye replied.

"Okay! ~" Yuan Weihong did not refuse.

At this point, it was the best time for him to emerge; Yuan Weihong would not give up this opportunity to ride the wind and waves.

After hanging up, Fang Ziye continued chopping the meat filling with a rhythmic sound, the diced lean meat evenly distributed.

Luo Tingzhu tilted her head and asked with a smile: "Senior Brother, what do you think Teacher Yuan will specifically do?"

"I don't know either; Master yesterday, after I laid out the situation, he asked someone to go to Enshi to help me do experiments; after that, I'll just be responsible for scheduling and auditing, and the specific experiments only need me to take the lead."

"Arranged like this, I estimate there will be a big move." Fang Ziye felt no inner turmoil, having a sense of watching a show.

This watching of a show was not watching Yuan Weihong fall freely, but watching how Yuan Weihong would display his 'arrogance'!

After letting go of the bottom line that Yuan Weihong would not be affected, letting his own Master stand on stage to demonstrate a wave of the charm of modern medical research competition was not a bad show either.

After all, Yuan Weihong was a teacher, not Fang Ziye's student and puppet.

……

Luo Tingzhu's cooking skills were quite good!

As mealtime approached, by coincidence, Lan Tianluo, who had rushed back to be on night shift in the ward tomorrow, thick-skinnedly rang the doorbell to come mooch a meal.

Approaching the New Year period, it wasn't good to chase people away.

The water in the kitchen was still hot, the noodles were freshly made, and the minced meat and whistles were ready-made.

Luo Tingzhu just gave Lan Tianluo a white-eye glance and said unkindly: "You really know how to pick a time."

Lan Tianluo's hands were not empty; after squeezing through the door crack and putting down the gifts, he squeezed back out.

Fang Ziye also went out to carry things!

There were local specialties brought by Lan Tianluo, and various temporary gift packs bought online by Lan Tianluo, piled up in the corner into a 2*2*3 rectangular prism.

"What are you buying so many things for?" After carrying them, Fang Ziye asked back.

Lan Tianluo said in a low voice: "Not just me buying them; there's also my father and my aunt!"

The one Lan Tianluo could call aunt was probably Luo Tingzhu's own birth mother.

Fang Ziye remembered the card in Luo Tingzhu's hand; back then, Fang Ziye had once worried about the balance in that card.

From Fang Ziye's perspective, actually Luo Tingzhu's parents had not treated her particularly badly, except for not giving her a complete home.

Normal incompatible concepts and broken feelings, a happy parting without committing any wrongdoing.

Although Lan Tianluo had trained the ability to eat spicy food, Luo Tingzhu probably used some tricks, so Lan Tianluo ate a few bites and his head was covered in cold sweat.

"Huff huff!" Panting.

Luo Tingzhu saw this and felt a bit sorry, so she went back to the kitchen and brought another bowl: "Don't eat yourself into the emergency room; I added more chili oil to your bowl."

"Thank you, Sister!" Lan Tianluo's tone was quite humble. But he still used a spoon to pick out the meat whistles.

"How is your thesis proposal preparation?" Fang Ziye just smiled at Luo Tingzhu's 'lowbrow taste' and did not blame her!

"Very simple; the positive correlation between the proposal and the final completion defense is not very strong."

"If I hadn't wasted a year on standardized training, I could now be almost liberated along with Senior Brother Jie."

Lan Tianluo sighed: "The surgeries in the department now are really not very interesting. Although Professor Deng is also advocating breaking through and developing new surgical techniques, the progress is too slow."

This bowl of noodles suited his taste much more; Lan Tianluo took big mouthfuls and started eating.

After Luo Tingzhu poured out the previous bowl of noodles, Fang Ziye very sensibly went to the kitchen first to start cleaning the pot, leaving the two of them space to be alone.

The two had no engagement ceremony, but as Luo Tingzhu was the daughter of Lan Tianluo's father, when Luo Tingzhu married out, they couldn't say nothing!

Lan Tianluo was the middle messenger; he probably had a lot of things he wanted to say to Luo Tingzhu alone.

Putting on gloves, washing the bowls clean, then putting them into the disinfection cabinet, but not starting the disinfection yet, because Lan Tianluo's bowl had not been emptied.

When Fang Ziye came out, Lan Tianluo said: "Sister, don't struggle anymore; this is the sincerity of my father and my aunt."

Lan Tianluo watched Fang Ziye push the bowl away, then continued: "Actually, these dowries, to Senior Brother and Sister, are just icing on the cake!"

Lan Tianluo knew Fang Ziye's 'money-grabbing' ability; 380,000, for ordinary families, the dowry was not small, but the research rewards Fang Ziye could get this year were several times that amount.

This was still after a lot of bonus money had to be distributed.

"It's exactly because we don't lack it that I can't take it."

"Just let him leave it for you and her; I don't lack this bit either." Luo Tingzhu was quite tsundere.

She went abroad two years ago; after returning last year, in the Anesthesiology Department and Basic Laboratory, she also produced some articles, although the accumulated output could not compare with Fang Ziye's.

But after 'splitting the loot' with her teacher, getting 300,000 to 400,000 was about the same.

Movement-sensation separation anesthesia was not a small research project; it was one of the most cutting-edge projects in the Anesthesiology Department; Luo Tingzhu had also stepped on the windfall and risen with the wind.

"Take it, Sister!"

"Always pushing it off; actually not straightforward." Lan Tianluo said while watching Fang Ziye go into the kitchen again.

Then he said: "This is also a blessing from your father."

"Now we are all grown up; I think we should try to understand the choices and difficulties of our elders."

"We are both developing quite well now; making things grand and beautiful and resolving them neatly, instead lacks melancholy and bonds."

"Fundamentally, we are not enemies."

"Poor families have more garlic skins; we don't have those trivial family property disputes either."

"Strictly speaking, both Sister and I can achieve financial independence; neither of us lacks the little bit Father gives." Lan Tianluo's words were quite formal.

Luo Tingzhu still frowned, struggle written all over her face.

The two of them conversely had little more to say to continue.

This topic is rather sensitive.

Even in the kitchen, Fang Ziye caught snippets of Lan Tianluo's words; he came out shaking his hands dry: "Tingzhu, take it, listen to my advice."

"When Tian Luo gets married later, we can just give a big red envelope in return, right?"

Hearing this, Luo Tingzhu put the card away.

After a long sigh of relief, Luo Tingzhu tilted her head: "Senior Brother, I'm not going back to Enshi with you after the Spring Festival; I'll take Lan Tianluo home to offer incense! ~"

At this moment, Luo Tingzhu seemed to have truly walked out of her heart's fetters; she wants to take Lan Tianluo back to worship ancestors together.

This is a good thing!

"Then I still have some matters; I won't go with you after the Spring Festival; we two will go separately at Qingming."

"Enshi isn't far from your hometown either! ~"

"Come back early, don't delay the graduation defense." Fang Ziye reminded.

"Eh, okay, Senior Brother rest assured! ~" Lan Tianluo replied with a sheepish grin.

Fang Ziye smiled in turn, then went back in to wash dishes.

After finishing the dishes, he saw Lan Tianluo and Luo Tingzhu again busy planning which relatives to visit, mainly Luo Tingzhu briefing Lan Tianluo.

Fang Ziye went into the study first and began outlining and sequencing!

It's not that Fang Ziye doesn't know how to carry out research projects and do basic experimental operations.

On the contrary, Fang Ziye's experimental operation speed is so fast that, not to say no one in the world can match him, just domestically, all medical research workers in a one-on-one with him, Fang Ziye can hold his own against anyone.

It's just that after this nearly one month of "secluded cultivation," Fang Ziye also comprehended a principle.

One's own kung fu should not simply be used on purely repetitive workload accumulation.

Some complex, difficult operations others can't get past, one steps in and handles; simple, repetitive ones can be thrown to others for practice.

Fang Ziye no longer needs pure repetition to improve his proficiency.

Everything is hard at the start; with Yuan Weihong having arranged successors, what Fang Ziye must do is break down the whole project and then assign tasks one by one.

Actually, Fang Ziye can also predict some of the people Yuan Weihong will call; needless to say, Li Yuanpei will certainly be among them.

Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong haven't "broken off"; they're still in a cooperative relationship, mutually bestowing, mutually exchanging!

Now Yuan Weihong's small team is thriving, many projects, ample funding; a portion can be split for Li Yuanpei and others to practice on, and a portion of papers can be sent out for feeding.

Deng Yong's stall is spread too large, funding too little, too many students; each has needs.

Thus the backyard can be stabilized without a second!

In such a situation, even if Wu Xuanqi wants to push for a breakthrough, it's basically impossible!

If Wu Xuanqi had Fang Ziye's current research theory level, could infinitely thread needles and draw lines, would he still be just an Associate Professor?

He'd have taken off from the spot long ago!

On the basis that Fang Ziye and company already have defenses, with Fang Ziye having already laid out the project net's threads, just waiting to pull them in; if Wu Xuanqi and company still want to keep pouring in funding, that's just burning their own money for fun!

This is nothing; doing projects is probing.

The previous Associate Professor Hong Zili also burned money, seeking the "vitality" to summit the highest peak!

All project groups are actually burning money to turn the unknown into the proven!

No money definitely can't do research; this is a law!

"Centered on HK2, over twenty lines total; centered on glycolysis, over twenty pathways parallel to HK2!"

"Overall calculation: over eight thousand, nearing nine thousand workload; this stall really spread too large at once!"

"But no matter; early stage first clarify HK2-related pathways, then can do a small net pull-in, first seize the lead in osteosarcoma sugar metabolism!"

"Later continue expanding into energy metabolism!"

"Large and small teams' next ten years all have work; applying for projects isn't hard; as for other teams wanting to develop in what metabolic direction, that's not for oneself to consider."

After all, besides sugar metabolism, tumor occurrence and development have many other regulatory pathways; still nearly infinite research directions waiting for other project groups to slowly refine.

Among these infinite research directions, find a suitable target, effectively block tumors, develop targeted drugs with superb chemo effects like breast cancer, thyroid cancer, leukemia, etc., extend patients' post-chemo survival — this is modern medical research's meaning.

"My own small group needn't be limited to this; first produce this new miRNA gene sequencing, then name it, investigate its special significance in tumor occurrence and development!"

"Become osteosarcoma's unique tumor marker, improve osteosarcoma's specific diagnosis; if it can be recognized as the gold standard for osteosarcoma confirmation, that'll be very comfortable! ~" Fang Ziye whispered while recording notes.

Currently, most tumor confirmation gold standards are still pathological sections; Pathology Department distinguishes tumor typing on sections, confirming whether osteosarcoma or induced sarcoma and other tumor lines.

However, before many infectious diseases had their own unique gold standards for testing, confirmation actually also relied on pathological sections, not blood draws, not using reagent kits to confirm markers.

"The deeper one goes, the more one feels basic research has too many viable directions; the pathways here are vast as the sea; walk randomly in any direction, there are countless things to do!"

"So, scholars who truly enter research aren't afraid of lacking research directions; once a project is approved, one can refine in many directions."

"Research's meaning lies in continuously optimizing a disease's diagnosis, treatment methods, prognosis!"

"Simplify it, the simpler the better; if a disease can let an ordinary doctor effortlessly solve it, that's research's near endpoint!"

"The ultimate endpoint is letting humans effectively avoid illness, but this direction exists only in theory and conjecture."

"Currently, except for a few viruses with inactivated antibodies……"

……

Next day early morning.

Luo Tingzhu and Lan Tianluo departed flying to Yucheng, without any delay.

Lan Tianluo found someone to swap shifts.

When Fang Ziye arrived at Yuan Weihong's home, sure enough, Yuan Weihong had called many people he knew well.

Fang Ziye's classmates Li Yuanpei, Jie Han, Dong Wenqiang, Xue Cao, Xiong Jinhuan, and Liu Haojiang.

"Industry Brother! ~"

"Industry Brother!" When Fang Ziye arrived, even Senior Brother Dong Wenqiang changed his address and called out Industry Brother.

"Li Yuanpei, Xiong Jinhuan, Senior Brother..." Fang Ziye was not arrogant, calling out to each person one by one.

Today, not only was the Master's wife present, but Yuan Weihong had even personally invited his own elderly mother over, cooking at home specially to treat everyone to a banquet!

Mainly because they needed manpower to help, so asking his own mother to come cook was not something shameful.

Regarding this, the old lady was very enthusiastic, driving everyone out of the kitchen, and she and her daughter-in-law were busy in the kitchen in full swing.

Everyone sat around the brazier table.

It was a warming table, with various fruits placed on the tabletop, and several cups of coffee.

Yuan Weihong smiled and said: "Today I called you all over, it's just that Brother Wei is currently in some trouble, so I need to trouble you all to come help."

"I won't say more nonsense. During the period you help me with the research project, I will cover all your food and accommodation, and everyone will receive a subsidy. The subsidy money definitely won't be much, only one thousand one month per person."

"If you think it's too little, we can talk again!"

Dong Wenqiang expressed his stance first upon hearing this: "Brother Wei, talking about money hurts feelings. I'll do it even without money! ~ Anyway, I don't have much else to do."

Yuan Weihong said: "Wenqiang, you started work in July, right?"

Last year, Dong Wenqiang was originally going to graduate, but was rushed by Fang Ziye!

Wang Yuanqi, who graduated directly, had extremely strong professional operation ability, so Master Deng Yong spent some effort to keep him, while the other Gu Yi was forced to give way to Fang Ziye!

"Exiled and banished" to Enshi, if Dong Wenqiang forcibly hedged against Fang Ziye, the ending would most likely be the same result as Gu Yi.

This year, among the Doctors graduating from the department, besides Dong Wenqiang, there were Yan Zhiming and Lu Zhe Fu from Professor Han Yuanxiao's group!

Yan Zhiming had little hope of staying at the hospital, only waiting for the thesis defense to end before returning to his hometown to work. Lu Zhe Fu from Professor Han Yuanxiao's group went to Liyuan Hospital.

Dong Wenqiang successfully stayed at the hospital!

"Yes, Brother Wei, so before starting work, I'm free whenever I have time!" Dong Wenqiang said.

"As long as food and lodging are provided." Dong Wenqiang said.

Actually, he was forced to delay graduation last year, not because he truly couldn't compete with Wang Yuanqi, but because Wang Yuanqi's professional operation ability was too good, and Deng Yong couldn't bear to let him go.

If he truly hedged directly against Wang Yuanqi one-on-one, the final result would most likely be Wang Yuanqi being forced to drop out, because his research accumulation was far deeper than Wang Yuanqi's.

Clinical ability being slightly worse was a small problem.

Yuan Weihong continued: "Li Yuanpei, Xue Cao, Xiong Jinhuan, you three are all graduating next year."

Yuan Weihong took a deep breath, then said: "But I already asked you privately, so from a God's-eye view I know that you are all taking different tracks! ~"

"Others couldn't properly introduce you before, I'll act as this middleman."

"Li Yuanpei wants to take the management track, which is easy to understand. The Deputy Director position of our Trauma Surgery Laboratory has always been vacant, I hold the title myself, but the actual work has nothing to do with the Deputy Director position."

"But Xue Cao, you want to become a technical instructor in our Trauma Surgery Laboratory, and you currently lack experience!"

"This is not just my opinion, but the result of my discussion with Deng Professor. If you want to blame someone, blame your junior brothers for having too good luck, and your luck not being too good!"

"To become a technical backbone instructor in the laboratory, your research accumulation must be deeper than others, and only then might the hospital spend this money to establish such a quota for you! ~"

The capable rise, the weak fall.

Xue Cao instinctively looked toward Fang Ziye.

The pressure he currently faced was mainly the 'shackles' Fang Ziye put on him!

Currently, the other junior brothers in the department, because of Fang Ziye leading the R&D, were eating some scraps, and each one's research accumulation was incredibly strong!

This year, among the graduating master's students, there were two people who went to outside hospitals and schools purely for the research track to pursue a Doctorate.

There were too many research projects and tracks in the department. Even Professor Han Yuanxiao's group and the junior brothers from the original Professor Dong Yaohui's group doing them together hadn't exhausted them all, and there were still a large amount of scraps for the junior brothers to develop!

A few points of original article type articles were published casually!

After all, the mangled extremity in Trauma Surgery currently belonged to an 'innovative' disease type, starting from nothing and walking a challenging road, belonging to a research hotspot.

The accumulation in the hospital was the deepest!

Xue Cao frowned and replied: "Brother Wei, the situation is like this, I can only accept it frankly! ~"

"I have to try hard. Now I am in the second semester of my second year, in the same class as Li Yuanpei, and it's not good to change tracks! ~"

The reason he had such a dilemma was that he wanted to add pressure to himself.

Now Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong's basic research setup was so large, wasn't this exactly an opportunity delivered to him?

The matter of money?

Yuan Weihong hadn't even looked toward Xiong Jinhuan yet, but Xiong Jinhuan hehe laughed and spoke first: "Brother Wei, I was invited by Li Yuanpei to mooch a bit, hope Brother Wei you don't mind!"

Not being in the department or in clinical work, Xiong Jinhuan's address was relatively polite.

He did not call Teacher Yuan or Professor Yuan.

Basic research was very useful. Before Fang Ziye launched a brand new clinical project, he also relied on this accumulation to stand out, making old-school Academic PhDs like Dong Wenqiang tremble with fear!

Therefore, for current projects, once completed, even as co-first authors, the benefits everyone received were hard to describe!

"Besides you few, there are also students from friends at outside hospitals."

"But you don't need to worry about not having enough to do, there are directions!"

"As long as you are willing to endure hardship, there will definitely be results and workload. This workload, what should be distributed to you, I won't let you lose out! ~"

"It's just that my current project group isn't large enough, the money I can give you, I myself am actually too embarrassed to mention!"

"But, manpower is also needed. If I can give more elsewhere, I won't be stingy! ~"

"So during this period of time, I'll have to trouble you all." Yuan Weihong slightly cupped his fists.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he asked in a low voice: "Master, regarding Director Du and the matter of Orthopedics sub-specialty applied for at the hospital, is there any news?"

Fang Ziye's perspective was no longer limited to current research!

Judging from the current situation, if Trauma Surgery doesn't want the tree in the forest to be destroyed by the wind, further subspecialization of Orthopedics — splitting from the original five subspecialties into six — is inevitable!

Otherwise, with only two hospital retention quotas for Orthopedics each year, if both go to Trauma Surgery, or if Trauma Surgery gets them year after year, what about the other subspecialties?

Fang Ziye leading the charge would directly cut off the hospital retention path for the Doctors of other subspecialties — that would breed serious hatred.

A de facto academic clique is no good thing!

To solve this limited pie with overly strong competitiveness, the only way is to enlarge the pie and retain more talent.

After all, those who go out from Trauma Surgery all carry accumulated achievements — they aren't pure hangers-on, nor are they "relationship households" who can stay just because Fang Ziye or Deng Yong designates them!

"Applications are already underway, but it's not splitting out one subspecialty — it's two."

"One Foot and Ankle Surgery, one Trauma Center!" Yuan Weihong finished and glanced at Fang Ziye.

"Deng Professor also has to find people and pull connections to arrange this. Ziye, your unintentional drive has the department and hospital exerting effort to wrap things up — you must remember this!" Yuan Weihong spread his hands.

This actually isn't convenient to bring up in front of others.

Trauma Surgery, now at its zenith, will inevitably draw others to clean up after Fang Ziye; otherwise, his place becomes an anomalous "academic clique"!

Their own people all stay, everyone else leaves.

Even non-Trauma Surgery people would have to leave.

This situation isn't what the hospital and department want to see — the consequence would be breeding internal decay!

Let a string of nails under Fang Ziye's buttocks — sooner or later he'll be stabbed until his buttocks are full of bloody holes.

Fang Ziye nodded.

Switching topics, he continued: "Senior Brother, also Senior Brother Li, Jinhuan — it's like this."

"The funding I have at the sanatorium cannot be transferred to our current research group's funds, so the funds we can dispose of, including but not limited to various consumables."

"Must all go through Zhongnan Hospital's accounts."

"On this point, I hope everyone can clarify clearly — absolutely no leaks in the details, otherwise whichever side investigates, it'll be major trouble."

"We're borrowing space for experiments now — no problem. That side's labs are very spacious; labs comparable in size to our Orthopedics Laboratory total over twenty, but currently only nineteen are doing stable work!"

"This is the Basic Research Zone; the Animal Experiment Zone still has twelve labs sitting idle!"

"Common supplies in the lab can be used routinely — alcohol, electricity, things like that!"

"But experimental consumables, we'll try to handle ourselves."

"No financial entanglements." Fang Ziye set the rule first.

If the accounts get muddled later, Fang Ziye will be the first to suffer; likewise, he must audit this regularly.

If everyone thinks, "It's not our money anyway," and uses Yuan Weihong's money and the sanatorium's money indiscriminately, the trouble will be huge!

Li Yuanpei nodded on hearing this: "Ziye, rest assured. I've already contacted three instrument companies and five reagent companies — they'll specially set up a supply station in Enshi for our research group!"

"A research group with millions in funding — they won't let go easily, and when purchasing reagent consumables there are even fairly low discounts."

"Mm, save where we can!" Fang Ziye nodded.

Biotech company promotions or discounts — these are perfectly natural.

You buy in large volume, sales staff are willing to yield part of their profit, thin margins high volume — it's a good thing.

Believe these people also wouldn't dare stuff money into their own pockets.

They know clearly what's light and what's heavy.

After Yuan Weihong arranged a few more matters, everyone formally started eating, then each began figuring out their convenient time to go to Enshi.

Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong responsible for rental money — Fang Ziye will find it.

Eating in the canteen — meal expenses paid by Yuan Weihong.

Because these people aren't Fang Ziye's personal research group members, the sanatorium won't support them for free!

Clear distinction between public and private!

To gain, you must first generously give.

"..."

After Fang Ziye wrapped up the dinner at Yuan Weihong's, he together with Li Yuanpei, Xue Cao, and Senior Brother Dong Wenqiang jointly went to visit Deng Yong.

This belonged to another master's school gathering.

Li Yuanpei and the other two going to Enshi to help Yuan Weihong certainly had to notify Deng Yong.

Deng Yong this time didn't have much to instruct.

Just said: "Although your relationship with Ziye includes classmates and fellow disciples, now, after all, Ziye has walked ahead of you, so once in Enshi you must absolutely follow his lead!"

"Don't cause trouble; plan more for your own futures. This time is likewise a good opportunity Ziye fought for you!"

"Otherwise, Ziye caught between me and Yuan Weihong would indeed have a hard choice."

"But the overall thinking — we're still one big research group, still a cooperative relationship! And will remain so forever."

"After this, when you return, each of your prospects will also brighten respectively."

"I've told you more than once before — in this era, talent is paramount. A unit, as long as it produces one standout person, can nurture a whole super team!"

"Survey the development history of all famous hospitals and renowned departments domestic and foreign — all are like this!"

"Money alone cannot nurture a transcendent team!"

"Still need a person to lead."

"But as Master, I still must give a reminder: Yuanpei, Xue Cao — you two must think carefully about your own futures."

"Once the direction is set, regretting later will be too late."

"If you have your hearts set on clinical work, if Zhongnan Hospital can't keep you, other places you can still go to." Deng Yong showed no favoritism, but asked their plans once more.

Xue Cao and Li Yuanpei both nodded.

Every track actually has boundless prospects — not only clinical work is the most splendid place!

"When you return, I'll represent Orthopedics and throw you a celebration!" Deng Yong called out rather tactfully.

Several years passed, and when the Orthopedics Department's Chief Director position came up for term renewal, his hopes were high!

"Yes, Master~" Everyone laughed.

If Deng Yong climbed up, everyone's resources would only become richer. Not enough — whether Deng Yong could smoothly take the position depended not on imagination, but on each person's own accumulation.

The other professors would not sit and wait for death!

In the end, it was Li Yuanpei and Xiong Jinhuan, the two of them, who packed their luggage and returned to Enshi together with Fang Ziye at the first time.

Xiong Jinhuan had just returned from overseas; his time abroad was not very long, only half a year...

"This ride is comfortable, huh? Don't know if we'll have the opportunity to drive one~" Li Yuanpei got in the car and immediately started the commercial praise.

Xiong Jinhuan directly rolled his eyes: "Industry Brother, do you know what kind of ride this bastard Yuanpei has?"

"At least a Porsche." Fang Ziye sat in the driver's seat, not surprised at all.

Hearing this, Li Yuanpei instantly felt it was no fun.

"Ziye, are you a fortune-teller..." Li Yuanpei had indeed happily acquired a Porsche; he contributed one hundred thousand, his old man funded the rest.

Family had money; for the sake of learning clinical skills, a private tutoring class costing tens of thousands didn't even make them blink...

(Chapter End)