Chapter 600: Some Families Happy, Some Worried (Seeking Subscription)

Zhang Limin's expression wasn't too annoyed, his emotions didn't fluctuate much: "Could it really be a coincidence?"

Xie Shulan pinched her two hands meaningfully, emotions steady: "I feel the netizens in Professor Fang's livestream might be the ones with the problem."

"Just don't know why Professor Fang would choose to livestream."

Xie Shulan had extraordinary insight from a young age; she understood very clearly that there are very, very many people in this world who can't stand to see you doing well.

A small portion of people, if they see you living better than them, find it more unbearable than being killed.

Zhang Limin glanced at Xie Shulan and said: "Shulan, not everyone's family can support a long exploration in the medical field."

"After graduating with a doctorate and starting work, the salary won't be high either. But at this age, the social pressures one must face won't be any less."

"Especially for men, unless they meet an especially good girl willing to wait for you and accompany you, otherwise?"

"However, this visit to Professor Fang wasn't completely without harvest."

Zhang Limin leaned his back against the chair, eyes narrowing slightly: "If it weren't for a face-to-face visit, I'd never believe it even if beaten to death — an orthopedic doctor could have such attainment in gene sequencing! ~"

Xie Shulan participated throughout Zhang Limin's conversation with Fang Ziye; the two exchanged a packed load of practical knowledge.

Even if Fang Ziye had predicted Professor Zhang Limin's arrival in advance and prepared beforehand, this scholar's academic level deserves respect.

What's more, Xie Shulan knew her own teacher hadn't informed him in advance, which proved this was Fang Ziye's own research foundation.

Xie Shulan gathered her hair, said in a low voice: "Teacher, I used to always say Eastern Han has abundant talent, but in reality?"

Xie Shulan stopped mid-sentence.

Zhang Limin read through the other's meaning: "Shulan, you feel struck?"

"Not struck, just my mood became a bit complex for a moment." Xie Shulan's own resume was very good-looking, her accumulation also very rich.

Partly family reasons, another part her own exceptional talent.

Suddenly encountering a person with no family foundation at all, directly crushing her head-on, and in the field she had drilled deepest in, nearly knocking her dizzy.

This feeling, whoever experiences it knows the sourness.

"You added Professor Fang as a friend, didn't you?"

Zhang Limin showed an auntie smile: "You can interact more in private!"

"Not just research exchange; I feel Professor Fang, aside from family background being a bit worse, everything else — whether knowledge, accumulation, eloquence, temperament, looks — are all top-tier."

"If your family doesn't have discrimination in this regard, you can also interact more in daily life."

Xie Shulan froze at the words, looked at her teacher in surprise, then pondered a moment and said openly: "Only met once, don't know if he's two-faced, even less if he's a phoenix man."

……

In the sanatorium's clinical area reception room, after seeing off Professor Zhang and Xie Shulan, Fang Ziye's expression was slightly lacking, a hint of regret floating on his face.

At his side, Professor Dou Kaigong walked with Fang Ziye toward the laboratory: "Professor Fang, Professor Zhang didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Fang Ziye shook his head, tone calm: "No, Professor Zhang even gave me some guidance."

Fang Ziye's answer carried an inexplicable 'sense of defeat'.

If the visitor had been arrogant, started with big talk, even clashed with Fang Ziye a bit, then threw out lines like 'see you outside school after class', Fang Ziye would instead feel very excited.

Just a pity that neither Xie Shulan nor Professor Zhang Limin were that kind of person, which made Fang Ziye instantly lose his 'fighting spirit'!

Even for a moment, he doubted whether his previous choice was right or wrong.

Dou Kaigong's eye corners were already covered in crow's feet, the lines somewhat deep, tone a bit surprised: "Professor Zhang Limin even gave you guidance?"

"Mhm! ~" Fang Ziye shook his head, didn't dare falsely report.

Dou Kaigong patted Fang Ziye's shoulder in comfort: "It's fine, Professor Fang, youthful recklessness is a good thing."

"Having the ability to be youthfully reckless is an even better thing."

Dou Kaigong could completely understand Fang Ziye's current mood...

After entering the laboratory, Fang Ziye didn't tell anyone about Professor Zhang Limin's visit, but instead plunged straight into Hu Qingyuan's laboratory.

The research project on microcirculation instrument application in chemotherapy, Nie Mingxian, Liao Jia, Lan Tianluo, Jie Han, Luo Tingzhu and others each had their bed spaces spread out; it no longer needed Fang Ziye to manage details.

The osteosarcoma basic research project big loop centered on hk2, Fang Ziye had already done sufficient preoperative preparation earlier, also didn't need Fang Ziye to intervene.

Only the osteosarcoma mirna gene sequencing basic research project exclusive to Fang Ziye, right now only Hu Qingyuan and Han Jingyi were hard-gnawing at it, still needed Fang Ziye to personally participate.

"Master, the workload is really too big! ~" The first time Hu Qingyuan saw Fang Ziye, he hardened his scalp and truthfully reported his difficulties.

New mirna sequencing being currently the top operational difficulty in basic scientific research lies not only in discovering new mirna, but also needing to extract it.

Without mature reagent kit assistance, the operational steps and workload to complete are extremely, extremely huge.

Lan Tianluo spent big money to complete the earlier comparatively key step — mirna sequencing work.

But this is only the beginning; after you get the target mirna, you still need to verify it exists in osteosarcoma cells, which requires you to extract the mirna.

First point to clarify: mirna and mrna sizes differ, mrna and dna fragments in cells have different masses too; you need to first extract all small rna like mirna, circrna.

More colloquial analogy: if you're looking for a person, you only know one person, you only know his appearance features, say short stature type.

Then you must first separate the short people from the tall people, then distinguish skin color, hair length, precisely locate one by one...

"Mhm, I know, this experiment has very many procedures, our project purpose breadth isn't small either."

"First is to extract this type of mirna fragment from osteosarcoma cells, then also extract this type of mirna expression product from patient blood, and also exclude other tumors internally that don't have this type of mirna fragment..."

"This is just our preoperative work! ~"

"Currently, orthopedics common tumors number over forty types, for example chondrogenic tumors: osteochondroma, chondroma, periosteal chondroma..."

"Bone-origin: osteosarcoma, osteoblastoma, osteoid osteoma, osteoma..."

"Our project hasn't been formally approved yet; at least currently I haven't received formal notification, all just hearsay."

"So we have several years to do it slowly, no rush."

"Our recent task is mainly..." Fang Ziye slowly broke down the current task for Hu Qingyuan.

Nothing else; making Hu Qingyuan start basic experiments by splitting such a super huge project right from the start would indeed be hard on him.

Although Hu Qingyuan's foundation is good, Fang Ziye still needs some breakdown-style feeding — not only telling Hu Qingyuan what to do for the next while, but also making him understand why to do these, where the basis lies.

"Other miRNAs in osteosarcoma were discovered this way too, so we at least have a reference system; we'll just slowly follow the discovery paths of other miRNAs and advance step by step."

"Of course, the difficulty of our research project lies in the fact that, according to previous sequencing, perhaps only osteosarcoma contains the target miRNA we sequenced — at least that's the current situation."

"Therefore, we need to break it down even more meticulously..."

Fang Ziye spent nearly two hours laying out the plan for the next half month: "Hu Qingyuan, for the next half month, your task is to figure out how to isolate miR-128 from osteosarcoma."

"Or rather, find miRNAs with similar structures — that would count as getting a handle on this project."

"This shouldn't be boring, right?" Fang Ziye asked jokingly.

"If your master here did it personally, it would take about ten days, maybe even less than ten days to get it done."

Hu Qingyuan's brow instantly furrowed, his right hand somewhat blankly rubbing his eyebrow: "Master, at a time like this, don't joke with me! ~"

Hu Qingyuan knew the 'boring' label he'd mentioned earlier would follow him for a lifetime; he estimated even after becoming a professor and associate professor, Fang Ziye would still occasionally bring it up.

"Mm, no rush, take it slow."

"This is a research project I planned to take three to five years to complete; Qingyuan, you shouldn't think you can get it done in half a month or a month either." Fang Ziye said.

"Okay, Teacher! ~" Hu Qingyuan replied with a hint of suspecting life.

In the past, many things he did went smoothly — whether gaming, studying, or taking exams, the difficulty of getting started wasn't high.

Gaming — just knowing how to use a mouse lets you slowly get the hang of it.

Exams — just knowing how to read books lets you get the hang of it.

But now basic research, who knows how many levels he's jumped in a single step — maybe even higher than a 'fairy jump'.

Because people who can jump this high generally don't think about learning the 'fairy jump' scam.

After Fang Ziye came out of the laboratory, he discovered Wu Xuanqi was also hurrying along.

Another seven or eight white coats were following behind Wu Xuanqi as well.

Wu Xuanqi originally didn't intend to break his own rhythm, but after seeing Fang Ziye, he still waved at the others, signaling them to go ahead.

Then he turned and said: "Boss Fang, good noon?"

"Can you treat me to a meal? So hungry! ~"

Wu Xuanqi's shamelessness was completely incomparable to Nie Mingxian's; Fang Ziye only then took off his gloves and tossed them into the yellow trash bin: "Qi Ge, what are you up to?"

"What else? Working, slept with for nothing, not getting paid..." Wu Xuanqi pretended not to understand.

Fang Ziye saw the message Luo Tingzhu sent saying she had already solved lunch in the canteen.

"Qi Ge, go to the canteen together? I have something this afternoon." Fang Ziye simply didn't play along with Wu Xuanqi's 'acting cheap'!

"Good, happens I have some things I want to tell you." Wu Xuanqi approached, also threw away his mask and gloves, then washed hands side by side with Fang Ziye at the sink.

"Ziye, my master agreed to that prosthesis design and fabrication! ~"

"My master will also invite experts in materials science and artificial intelligence to make a usable prosthesis as fast as possible; if there are improvements later, they'll just replace it! ~"

Wu Xuanqi's execution ability is very strong.

Fang Ziye replied: "Thanks for the hard work, Qi Ge, and pass on my thanks to Teacher Duan for me."

"Piss off, just you want to play saint — the rest of us have all got our heads stuck in money, is that it?"

"You're high-minded, you're amazing! ~" Wu Xuanqi's face was full of sarcastic yin-yang weirdness.

Fang Ziye: "Qi Ge, that's a bit much from you."

"Am I supposed to say, Xiao Wu, Xiao Duan, good job, nice execution?" Fang Ziye akimbo, chin raised.

But immediately relaxed again: "If my master found out, today my fellow trainees would have material for joint dislocation and joint reduction."

"Seems nothing wrong with that either! ~"

"Our department and the Joint Surgery fellow trainees have some attainment in closed reduction of joints too."

"Let's not talk about this."

Wu Xuanqi immediately switched gears, thumbs up: "Dr. Meilonghu and Professor Tu from Peking Union Medical College Hospital Spine Surgery resigned! ~"

"Your Zhongnan Hospital really delivers."

Hearing Wu Xuanqi's words, Fang Ziye's eyes turned cold, then he sneered: "Qi Ge, you guys are high-minded, you guys are amazing! ~"

"Next time I'll go incite Song Yi to go eat crayfish."

"Starting with you."

The 'eating crayfish' Fang Ziye spoke of meant whistleblowing from bottom to top, starting with Wu Xuanqi, one string after another up to Professor Duan Hong.

"Hey! ~" Wu Xuanqi's expression flashed, tone strange:

"How come your temper is becoming more and more like a certain someone?"

"Right? Before I came here, I wore a red scarf. It was all Qi Ge you who led me astray; next time I'll go tell on you to Professor Duan! ~" Fang Ziye laughed, wiped his hands and walked toward the canteen.

Wu Xuanqi followed, right index finger hooking his chin in thought: "My teacher also said, Ziye, your perspective now certainly isn't limited to Hubei Province."

"Boss Fang, when you eat meat, definitely give us a sip of soup too."

"Our team's structure and setup still have some foundation; nationwide it's not considered bad! ~"

Wu Xuanqi had cooperated with Fang Ziye on 'bad things'; Wu Xuanqi knew exactly how deep Fang Ziye's foundation went!

Wu Xuanqi also finally understood why Fang Ziye had 'insulted' him like that before.

If Fang Ziye wanted to trample him to death, in Fang Ziye's view it was just infighting — at most a nephew trampling his own uncle and paternal cousin brothers to death, trampling them into the coffin lid.

To outsiders, Fang Ziye at most had a reckless man's courage — if you can't afford to offend, you can still hide.

But Fang Ziye didn't do that; instead he changed tack, directly letting Wu Xuanqi drill into a new track.

This isn't a family-style enterprise; this is a provincial 'Business Alliance' — that makes sense too!

"What do you mean, Qi Ge?" Fang Ziye turned his head.

"Making friends! ~"

"Teacher Deng teaches by words and deeds!" Wu Xuanqi cautiously added.

Fang Ziye was stunned for a moment upon hearing this.

Immediately after, his own mind map was pierced through at once, forming a ring shape.

His expression underwent a series of brilliant, unpredictable changes: "Brother Qi means, my Master? Professor Duan?"

Fang Ziye's left and right index fingers circled around each other.

Good fellow, Master is still Master after all!

Fang Ziye had previously been a bit curious: how exactly did Deng Yong and Duan Hong become sworn brothers, and why could their private friendship be so good despite not being in the same hospital?

The relationship between Deng Yong and the brothers of this hospital's Hand Surgery and Joint Surgery departments was not even as good as his private friendship with Duan Hong!

Now, Wu Xuanqi's appearance seemed to have materialized Deng Yong's younger days.

"Making friends, no need to be stiff!" Wu Xuanqi, having achieved his purpose, began to beam with smiles.

Meaning: you'd best not keep calling me 'cheap bones' either!

Back then, when my Master Professor Duan Hong killed his way through the entire Hubei Province track, there were many people playing the role I play now; the most obvious among them was your own teacher, Deng Yong.

Fang Ziye nodded, smiling: "Right, right, right! I love making friends too."

After pressing down this topic, Wu Xuanqi asked: "Ziye, is your team currently making some big move?"

"I saw earlier that Professor Deng Yong and Teacher Yuan Weihong, as well as Professor Xiao and Professor Du from Bone Disease Department, also came to Enshi?"

Wu Xuanqi seemed to know Zhongnan Hospital's personnel like the back of his hand.

He listed them one by one: "Professor Xiao Dong is the previous-previous director of Bone Disease Department, Professor Du Yingshan is the former director, Elder Professor Li Dongqing is an even older generation figure; them all coming to Enshi — it would be strange if there weren't some big move!"

Currently, the director of Bone Disease Department is Professor Ceng Duoqin; when he served as Bone Disease Department's Administrative Director, he was only an Associate Professor — that was two years ago, when Fang Ziye was still in Enshi.

"Brother Qi, how are you so familiar with our hospital?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Isn't it because I want to understand more?" Wu Xuanqi continued probing.

"I asked Nie Mingxian, and Nie Mingxian told me to come ask you directly."

"Something that can make even him keep his mouth shut must be huge."

"Can you reveal a little?"

Fang Ziye was very grateful for Dean Chen Song's privacy protection; he actually didn't tell Wu Xuanqi about the matters inside the research group.

Fang Ziye thought for a moment; it was already nearly the end of March, at most two days' time, and Wu Xuanqi would know everything anyway; two days early made no difference.

"Holy shit..." At the canteen entrance, Wu Xuanqi froze on the spot, letting out a loud "fuck."

A loud shout that scared the people eating, and made himself look like a clown, watched by countless pairs of eyes.

But Wu Xuanqi quickly accepted reality and began questioning Fang Ziye in detail...

"Is there still soup? Brother!" Wu Xuanqi asked.

Fang Ziye pondered for a moment: "Haven't started eating yet, but the dishes have pretty much been distributed already."

"Brother Qi, the basic experiment's method improvement is not less than this project! And the osteoinductive material project is also not less than this project in weight!!!" Fang Ziye replied seriously.

Upon hearing this, Wu Xuanqi thought carefully for a while, and only then did his emotions return to calm.

April 1st, April Fool's Day.

If it weren't for Fang Ziye truly seeing the old man before him introduce himself with his own eyes — that he was a retired old cadre of the former National Health Commission —

Fang Ziye would absolutely believe he was being played for a fool by Wu Xuanqi.

Brother Zu, they're all his subordinates!

Now, Brother Zu was also accompanying the other party, sitting diagonally across from him —

"Professor Fang, this time my old leader and I came over mainly to apologize to you, Professor Fang."

"Old Leader, to be frank, I've told you before: last time I nearly kicked the bucket, and the person who saved this old life of mine was Professor Fang."

"But at that time, Professor Fang wasn't a professor yet."

"It was precisely because of this that I took early internal retirement; but keeping my life counts as a blessing in misfortune!" Brother Zu introduced the two very politely.

Fang Ziye knew the visitor was the real culprit behind this targeting of his teacher Deng Yong.

"Teacher Xie, sorry about that! There might really have been some misunderstanding." Fang Ziye didn't look at the monk's face but at the Buddha's.

Although he had saved Brother Zu, Brother Zu also had the grace of recognition toward him.

If it weren't for Brother Zu inviting the two old academicians to Zhongnan Hospital, and specially stepping forward to promote his professional title, Fang Ziye today would not necessarily have so easily broken through the 'Hubei Provincial Health Commission's' blockade circle.

Xie Yan's hair was half-white, his facial features steady, his whole person's temperament exceptionally sharp.

Seeing Fang Ziye apologize first, he pursed his lips and said: "Professor Fang, this time it should be me apologizing to you; it was indeed my personal reasons that brought trouble to you and your teacher."

"I originally thought I could unilaterally, relatively well resolve some predicaments for my granddaughter; didn't expect it would instead give her..."

The old man spoke here, wanting to speak but stopping: "A few days ago, Shulan returned and said that although her research project encountered trouble, she also received very crucial inspiration and guidance."

"I asked her who said it, and she brought up Professor Fang you..."

"When I heard at the time, I felt deeply ashamed."

Fang Ziye somewhat understood how cross-generational affection can be more doting than toward one's own children, but hearing Xie Yan's apology, he didn't feel that refreshed either.

Because the harm done to his teacher — the scar was ripped open; the injury is right there, and can never be treated as if it never happened.

However, what Xie Yan did this time was merely a scalpel slice; to a certain extent, it gave the team a chance for treatment.

If time dragged on further, and someone else ripped open this scar again, Fang Ziye felt the impact on himself would be even greater.

"Brother Zu, Teacher Xie, things that have happened cannot be withdrawn; that includes the few letters I submitted!"

"But just as objective facts present themselves, the problems Teacher Xie pointed out are what our team must cut out like chronic ulcers."

"The vague points in Professor Xie's previously published papers are also objective facts; if they can be broken through, her research level and achievements can also advance a great deal."

"Although I currently cannot give a very good solution either, it is indeed a line of thought!"

"The project I worked on before did indeed affect Professor Xie's important project completion, right?"

"This isn't just affecting one person; it's a predicament and challenge that we researchers must face."

"I don't think such a challenge is more desperate than the challenges our country has faced. This is just a normal scientific breakthrough and discovery. As a scholar in research, once I discover something, I must point it out and correct it."

"You can't just leave the problem where it is just because you discovered it and feel its impact is significant."

"As doctors, our direct targets are patients. What we need to do is, within our capabilities, try to resolve some doubts before starting treatment, isn't that right?" Fang Ziye explained in a rhetorical tone.

The situation for both of them was very awkward now!

Xie Yan couldn't let Deng Yong regain his former position, because this matter had already blown up.

Likewise, Fang Ziye couldn't withdraw the article he had already sent out just because Xie Yan came to find him.

Xie Yan nodded upon hearing this: "Professor Fang, I have two more questions. I don't know if Professor Fang is available to answer them?"

"Teacher Xie, please speak." Fang Ziye was still very polite on the surface.

"You said that when you wrote your article, you randomly selected someone in a livestream room. Do you recognize this person?" Xie Yan asked.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's expression froze slightly; he understood that the other party wasn't giving up, but felt there was no need to clash head-on with Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "The objects faced in a livestream are random. The published articles include not only domestic authors but also foreign authors."

"Someone even posted the title of our own team's article to cause a scene."

At this moment, Fang Ziye definitely couldn't sell out Wu Xuanqi.

Xie Yan nodded; he hadn't held this hope either. Mainly, Xie Yan couldn't imagine that Fang Ziye would 'cut down' even his own team members when ruthless: "Professor Fang, do you have a girlfriend?"

……

"Sorry, Teacher Xie, Teacher Zu, I need to take a call." Fang Ziye picked up the phone, and after connecting, he directly walked out of the reception room.

Soon, Fang Ziye turned back: "Two teachers, a patient in the Internal Medicine Diagnosis Area has had cardiac arrest. Please go ahead, I'm truly sorry……"

Afterward, Fang Ziye hurriedly jogged toward the diagnosis area of the sanatorium.

Fang Ziye's heart was turbulent while jogging.

A bit of a loss!

The loss was that his teacher and himself carried some 'stains' on their backs that couldn't be washed off. He himself wasn't affected much, but his teacher probably would find it hard to turn things around in the future.

The price Xie Yan paid was just a few words of apology.

Naturally, the team wasn't without gains, but what Fang Ziye obtained were things within easy reach, perhaps things that could have happened naturally even without the other party's help……

However, since things had developed to this point, there was no way to reverse them to how they were before.

This entire series of time trigger points still came from that 'fool' Wu Xuanqi!

……

"Old leader, Professor Fang is indeed a very pure person with ideas."

"Back then, I intended to let him……" Zu Haiguo then spoke about how he had invited Fang Ziye to become an 'informant' in Enshi back then, but was refused by Fang Ziye.

Upon hearing this, Xie Yan slowly got into the car: "Perhaps only such a pure person could have the current knowledge and attainment."

"Young people who can be praised by Shu Lan and praised by Shu Lan's supervisor are not too many even nationwide."

"It's just a pity that he already has a girlfriend." Xie Yan's tone carried some regret.

Upon hearing this, Zu Haiguo suddenly turned his head and looked seriously at Xie Yan.

Zu Haiguo instantly felt that he had been taught a lesson by his old leader once again. Xie Yan's visit this time definitely wasn't to apologize or discuss a transaction; his true intention was probably to look at the person……

Yangyuan, in a certain courtyard.

The professors and associate professors of the Internal Medicine Group were doing their best to perform cardiac massage on a patient who was emaciated and had a dark complexion.

By his side, there was another person paying attention to the time.

Professor Qu Tangwei was soothing the family members: "Actually, this step today was anticipated long ago. For the patient himself, leaving a day earlier might not be a kind of relief."

The family member was the patient's son, not old, looking only in his twenties. His eyes were red: "Professor Qu, my father told us long ago!"

"It's just that my mom and I couldn't bear to let him go."

"End-stage kidney failure. Apart from kidney transplantation, is there really no other treatment method?" The man's voice choked.

Qu Tangwei shook his head: "I'm very sorry, sir."

"Modern medicine being able to think of kidney transplantation to treat kidney failure is already the last compromise plan."

"But the kidney source needs to be matched."

"Is my kidney really not a match for my father? Did my father tell you something?" The man continued to ask.

The father was a hero in his heart, and also a hero in others' hearts.

"Young man, we are doctors, you are family members. You've also seen the typing report."

"If there really were a choice, we would rather let your family members struggle, rather than ourselves."

Speaking to this point, Professor Yang Fenggen stepped forward and grabbed the young white coat who was performing cardiac massage.

"Chest compressions have continued for half an hour, and the patient still hasn't restored sinus rhythm……"

"Even if compressions are continued now, he's already brain dead!"

Yang Fenggen then turned around, looking at the young man, and said calmly: "Sorry, young man. Our capabilities are limited. Even with our best efforts, the rescue was ineffective."

"You may need to prepare for your father's funeral."

The young man nodded, knelt down with very stable emotions, and said with a choked voice: "Dad, rest in peace on your journey. Rest well. Don't push yourself anymore."

"Absolutely don't push yourself anymore……"

Fang Ziye arrived, watching this scene with a relatively calm mood, without much fluctuation.

This patient was also forcibly admitted to the hospital. This was the 'terminal care' belonging to the end stage.

Originally, that patient with multiple chronic osteomyelitis from the Hand Surgery Group would inevitably reach this step as well.

It was just that Fang Ziye's appearance and a flash of inspiration, after going down to negotiate once, resulted in winning the negotiation.

But not every patient has the opportunity to negotiate, and winning or losing is another matter entirely!

Fang Ziye calmly watched as the old man was covered with a white cloth, pushed out of the courtyard by the sanatorium's male nurses, and then transported away via hearse, allowing the old man's soul to return to his hometown.

……

After the crowd dispersed, everyone's expressions were somewhat dejected.

Regardless of whether it was a palliative care patient, a patient had left; even with a doctor's psychological resilience being strong, they would not immediately be all smiles.

However, when a group of people walked into a courtyard, a family member happened to pass by carrying fruit, and upon seeing everyone, immediately said enthusiastically and politely: "Professor Fang, various professors, you've come at just the right time!"

"I just bought some peaches at the foot of the mountain, they're all fresh, just unwashed; various professors, eat a few..." He held the plastic bag with both hands, a smile on his face, sincere and earnest.

As he spoke, he personally took peaches and handed them into everyone's hands, so enthusiastic that everyone completely had no way to refuse.

Fang Ziye was the first to be stuffed with them, three in total.

Before he could refuse, Fang Ziye saw that in the courtyard next door, the deceased old man's flatbed cart covered with a white cloth was departing, and the family members' expressions looking over were quite different.

Several families rejoice, several families grieve.

Merely separated by a single courtyard...

(Chapter End)