Chapter 610

It wasn't early anymore, mealtime had already passed, but the canteen still had food.

Fang Ziye's stomach was still empty, so he went straight into the canteen to get food, and in his free time, began searching online for the key information Deng Yong had sent over——

Li Yongjun, male, Doctor of Medicine, Department Director Physician, Professor, Doctoral Supervisor.

Former Department Director Physician of Vascular Surgery at Peking Union Medical College Hospital!

Current Department Director of Vascular Surgery at Capital Hospital!

One after the other, they brought out the fullness of his resume to the utmost degree.

Peking Union Medical College Hospital is one of the highest medical institutions in Eastern Han, the hallowed hall every medical student aspires to.

And Capital Hospital, though its name is ordinary, even many people have never heard of it? That's not because it isn't formidable, but because ordinary people simply never come into contact with that level.

Fang Ziye knew Capital Hospital; centered on medical care and health preservation, with a focus on geriatric medical research, it is an important health maintenance base for cadres.

To become a Department Director here, one basically needn't have any further academic or professional achievements — it's unnecessary, and not needed; those who understand know its true value……

But likewise, being a Department Director here is also walking a tightrope; do well and you soar, do poorly and you may find yourself entangled in trouble……

Fang Ziye knew Capital Hospital, but wasn't familiar with Professor Li.

Fortunately, one can now search for such well-known figures online, though the amount of information is extremely scarce.

Aside from some administrative appointments, his resume is simple to the point of having only this much——

Serving as editorial board member or reviewer for 14 journals including Chinese Medical Journal.

Engaged in diagnosis, treatment, and research of peripheral vascular diseases at Peking Union Medical College Hospital for 20+ years; appointed Attending Physician of Vascular Surgery in 2010, Deputy Director Physician in 2012, promoted to 'Department Director Physician' in 2016, hired as Chief Physician and Professor at Union Hospital in 2017.

From 2014 to June 2016, conducted postdoctoral study and work at the Cardiovascular Laboratory of the famous Duke University Medical Center in the US, under the mentorship of the Center's Cardiovascular Laboratory Director, renowned US cardiovascular professor brianh. annex.

In January 2023, hired by Capital Hospital as Chief Expert and Discipline Leader of Vascular Surgery.

After that it more or less cuts off.

Impressive?

Impressive!

If not for Nie Mingxian, Fang Ziye would probably have needed at least many more years before he could come into contact with figures of this caliber from other specialties.

Nie Mingxian had never told Fang Ziye about his teacher visiting Enshi Yangyuan from Jingdu, so Fang Ziye also did not heed Master Deng Yong's advice, and just rushed straight over.

Fang Ziye didn't know what exactly Deng Yong was scheming, but for Fang Ziye himself, he hoped to interact with Nie Mingxian as equals, rather than playing one set of games behind the scenes here and another there.

"Slurp slurp! ~"

Meal finished, chopsticks set down, Fang Ziye took out a tissue from his pocket to wipe his mouth, then quickly cleared all his search records before picking up his tray and heading to the utensil return area.

"Professor Fang, was the food enough?" The auntie clearing trays actually recognized Fang Ziye; her collection cart was spotless. She enthusiastically took his tray while asking.

"Enough, thank you!" Fang Ziye handed it over with both hands, polite as ever.

The auntie was a bit embarrassed: "What thanks, I meant if Professor Fang you didn't eat enough, I still have fried bees, collected last October, preserved in oil."

"I'm full, thank you Auntie." Fang Ziye smiled and turned away.

The auntie didn't say more; she knew Fang Ziye, and even more knew the sanatorium's rules; the gap between her and Fang Ziye was still too vast.

Any diligent woman from the foot of the mountain could replace her post, but in all of Hubei Province you couldn't find a few experts like Fang Ziye.

……

"Senior Brother, how come you're only coming over this late? Was the surgery very complex?" Luo Tingzhu sat on the workbench continuing her operation, tilting her head to ask.

"Mm, today's surgery was simple, but the incision was made small, which instead increased the workload considerably!"

"Simple functional reconstruction of the obturator nerve — in the future it must be optimized, or just choose open surgery with a large incision, otherwise there'll be a huge pitfall." Fang Ziye was very good at summarizing.

Fang Ziye headed straight for the experimental area where Luo Tingzhu was; currently Luo Tingzhu had also transferred to the animal experiment area, responsible for a small portion of data collection; after collecting data, she would go back and slowly organize it.

To ensure rigor of collected data, the team's nude mouse osteosarcoma MRI collection followed a one-three-five-seven alternate-day schedule, until the nude mice were finally euthanized.

The team currently handles three bone tumor directions: Ewing sarcoma, osteosarcoma, synovial sarcoma; Luo Tingzhu is responsible for alternate-day periodic data collection for Ewing sarcoma.

Because each tumor type ran several batches, equivalent to a fairly massive collection task every day, completed respectively by Luo Tingzhu, Nie Mingxian, and Liao Jia.

Lan Tianluo handles daily data organization and analysis, and based on the organized and analyzed data, re-calculates the statistics for chemotherapy drug dosage / nude mouse body weight ratio.

Jie Han is responsible for new chemotherapy drug and regimen formulation, blending, application of adjuvant chemotherapy drugs; Liu Guo, due to clinical tasks, only fine-tunes chemotherapy regimens and interfaces with Bone Tumor Department experts……

Some more procedural tasks are handled by some Doctors and Master's students from the Bone Tumor specialty, such as simple tumor inoculation experiments, etc.

Different bone tumor locations also require differentiation of chemotherapy duration; all are specific, meticulous, grinding work……

"For something that even makes you, Senior Brother, feel tricky — a simple functional reconstruction — others probably can't handle it; Senior Brother, you should contact Professor Liu Huanglong as soon as possible." Luo Tingzhu replied, then continued with her own work.

She was very busy; today she still had original data from over sixty nude mice not yet collected.

Fang Ziye didn't continue disturbing her, instead sent a message to Liu Huanglong.

The probability of isolated obturator nerve injury is very low, so Liu Huanglong hasn't encountered such a situation yet; therefore, Liu Huanglong's reply was also very shocked:

"Ziye, even you find it tricky? Then we really need to pay close attention."

"I'll bring it up properly during morning handover tomorrow!" Liu Huanglong dared not be negligent.

It looks a bit like making a mountain out of a molehill, but this is Fang Ziye's reminder after all.

"Professor Liu, you've worked hard! ~" Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

"However hard I work, can it compare to you, Ziye? You've practically pierced through all our Orthopedics specialties." Liu Huanglong's tone was wistful, sending a voice message directly.

Fang Ziye didn't take offense: "Professor Liu, you wrong me; all disposal rights to this microcirculation instrument, I've handed over to you, Teacher Liu."

"No holding back! ~"

Fang Ziye knew Liu Huanglong was blaming him for having such a big project yet not thinking to bring him along.

But team collaboration is like this — proximity principle, first come first served.

"That's you saying your Teacher Liu isn't capable, isn't it?"

"Fine, who made you Fang Ziye, I accept it! ~"

"Sometimes I really want to pry open your skull and see just how your brain circuits think."

"Can a single person's theory be rounded out to such an extent as yours? I truly couldn't imagine it before."

Liu Huanglong finished typing, then sent a voice message: "Foundational theory shaking the world — on you, this phrase has truly become concrete."

What can truly shake the world's cognition has always been foundational theory, not applications derived from foundational theory.

Applications without foundational theory are castles in the air.

Fang Ziye said upon hearing this: "Teacher Liu, microcirculation lower limb circulation cycle regulation — do you want to do this research project?"

"If you don't do it……"

Fang Ziye had mentioned this idea to Liu Huanglong last month; the establishment of microcirculation can move up and down.

"Do it? I've already started, Ziye you better not go finding me a competitor or something?"

"Not needed, our team has sufficient manpower and abundant funding." Liu Huanglong hurriedly expressed his stance.

One mouthful of fatty meat won't burst the stomach; at worst the stomach can be expanded!

Once this project comes through, his possibility of advancing a step further is very great; Liu Huanglong was unwilling to let the fatty meat that had reached his mouth, after just a sniff, fly away.

Liu Huanglong continued typing: "Ziye, looks like my previous line of thinking still went astray."

"I was always thinking of moving the improvement theory of the limb circulation apparatus externally to other organs! ~"

Fang Ziye said: "So Professor Liu, you're collaborating with Academician Cheng on a new research project?"

"Then your previous sarcastic remarks, Professor Liu, I find them very unjustly aimed!"

You Liu Huanglong have a big shot by your side.

"Hey, don't mention it."

"Ziye you might not know, now the core patents of the extracorporeal circulation instrument, foreign countries won't authorize them to our country anymore."

"If not for the microcirculation instrument being detached from the core circulation instrument's patents, they'd probably still charge us patent fees for our microcirculation instruments."

"This project will likely fall through, unless we independently develop the extracorporeal circulation instrument's core patents ourselves, find another way."

"Otherwise the twenty-year patent protection circle will lock to death our currently researched projects! ~" Liu Huanglong said with pointed meaning.

Fang Ziye read it and felt a chill in his heart.

Asked: "Professor Liu, do you mean the patent usage authorization for the extracorporeal circulation instrument has expired? Not renewed?"

"Mhm, signed every five years, the other party now won't authorize you to use it! ~"

"Of course, now some foreign imitations of microcirculation instruments have also been ordered to stop, at least on the surface they've been ordered to stop." Liu Huanglong replied.

Don't talk about scientific sharing; in the face of absolute interests, there's only patent blockade, not sharing and mutual benefit!

If there's any patent that can choke Eastern Han, there are plenty of countries that can't stand to see you doing well.

Chip components are like this, other aspects are also like this; moreover, today's Eastern Han, in comprehensive progress of medical research, belongs to the medium-to-lower tier, fundamentally unable to catch up to the first-rate.

"If only you were here, Ziye." Liu Huanglong hinted again.

"Professor Liu, I have no time right now, and even if I had time, I don't plan to develop toward a specialty unfamiliar to me; one step, one footprint is the steadiest."

"Orthopedics I still feel I haven't figured out?" Fang Ziye replied.

Liu Huanglong sighed, sent an "ai……" and then no follow-up; probably went off to be busy.

After Fang Ziye shared his experience with Liu Huanglong, he also achieved his purpose.

Just thinking of Liu Huanglong's complaints, Fang Ziye only felt that many things still have to rely on self-reliance.

Otherwise if it's always imitation, copying, one day you'll be grabbed by the neck until your breath stops!

Scientific research is tedious, repetitive, mechanical.

When Fang Ziye had time, of course he also went to help Luo Tingzhu; Luo Tingzhu was responsible for fixing the nude mice, Fang Ziye was responsible for collecting data, efficiency increased slightly again.

The two cooperated like this for nearly an hour and a half, when the operating room door was knocked.

"Come in! ~" Fang Ziye didn't even turn his head.

Nie Mingxian's head poked in from outside, "Tingzhu, Ziye's here!?"

"Just knew you'd be here, Ziye." Nie Mingxian pushed the door and entered.

"Brother Nie, doesn't your side have someone helping?" Fang Ziye smiled.

To express "apology", Zhongnan Hospital reallocated the helper originally assigned to Luo Tingzhu to Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia, so Luo Tingzhu was one person topping the operation of two to three people.

"Still you, Ziye, heartache for your wife."

"Late-night snack?" Nie Mingxian asked.

"I'm not done here yet? You and Liao Ge's data all collected?" Fang Ziye asked back.

"Almost done, then we'll depart first, later you drive and bring Tingzhu over?" Nie Mingxian said calmly.

"Okay……" Fang Ziye nodded.

Luo Tingzhu had been in the examination room the whole time and hadn't come out.

After Nie Mingxian left, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu kept busy until 9:40 PM; after verifying the data was correct, only then did they pack up and leave the experimental area.

"Brother Nie and them sent a location in the city; you wait at the doorway, I'll go get the car." Fang Ziye handed Luo Tingzhu's bag back to her.

Luo Tingzhu slung it cross-body: "Lan Tianluo and Jie Han both said they're not going; they've already ordered late-night snacks in the dormitory."

"Mhm, okay."

……

When Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu arrived, sure enough they saw three people in the private room; Liao Jia and them had already finished eating, currently chatting idly.

But the charcoal stove was still going, the grease on the aluminum foil still sizzling and popping.

Fang Ziye saw this and froze: "Brother Nie? Brother Liao? Who is this?"

Nie Mingxian immediately stood up and introduced: "Ziye, Tingzhu, this is my teacher Professor Li Yongjun."

"Teacher, this is the boss I've been following around, Professor Fang Ziye. Doctor Luo Tingzhu."

The private room's lighting wasn't dim at all; at least it could clearly illuminate the seated Li Yongjun.

Professor Li Yongjun had slightly dark skin, wore glasses, was elegant and refined, had a straight posture, a slender neck, and a natural smile that gave him an approachable air.

"Professor Li, hello."

"Professor Li, hello." Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu both bowed slightly and stepped forward.

After the three shook hands, Fang Ziye sat down: "Brother Nie, when did Professor Li arrive? Why didn't you say so in advance?"

Hearing this, Li Yongjun's smile remained, but his voice was somewhat floating: "Professor Fang, if I had come earlier, would I have been able to see an even more exciting scene?"

Li Yongjun leaned against the chair, his voice not angry, but somewhat yin-yang strange.

Fang Ziye knew that Nie Mingxian had once followed his teacher to improve the microcirculation instrument, but because Professor Li Yongjun left Peking Union Medical College Hospital, this research project ended without a trace.

Nie Mingxian also said that the root of this research project was actually proposed by his teacher, just that the theoretical level might have been slightly lacking in fire candidate.

If Professor Li Yongjun had gone to other places, Nie Mingxian would have had the opportunity to follow, but going to Capital Hospital, bringing the whole family was not suitable.

Facing this big shot, Fang Ziye felt quite guilty.

Back when he was in Enshi, this big shot used the matter of Wu Xuanqi causing a huge scene at Enshi Central Hospital, and Fang Ziye still remembered it vividly.

Clearly he wanted to lure Nie Mingxian away, yet he insisted that Enshi Central Hospital breach the contract first and dismiss Nie Mingxian, unilaterally breach the contract first, making Enshi Central Hospital pay Nie Mingxian a sum of money!

Of course, the ones at fault first in this matter were Zhang Mingcan, Wu Guonan and others from Trauma Surgery!

Nie Mingxian said he didn't have surgical practice rights, yet they insisted on making Nie Mingxian go on stage, saying the two of them would be responsible if something happened.

Two chiefs making sweeping guarantees, didn't that just give others an opening to exploit?

Wu Xuanqi did a series of operations, directly inciting the patient's family to file a whistleblowing report, and the Enshi Health Commission investigated!

Oh ho, the anesthesiologist performed the surgery, so that was "illegal", suspension of practice, Enshi Central Hospital internal dismissal...

Facing Professor Li Yongjun's pressure, the two chief physicians of Enshi Central Hospital Trauma Surgery, did they dare not take responsibility and compensate?

At that time, Professor Li Yongjun was a professor and chief physician of Vascular Surgery at Peking Union Medical College Hospital!

You harmed my student, you made sweeping guarantees, you said you were awesome!

It was also this time that let Fang Ziye truly understand that big shots' methods are very 'flirty/seductive'.

"Professor Li, isn't this a misunderstanding?"

"Brother Nie? You should have explained to Professor Li, right?" Fang Ziye pulled out the chair with his left hand but didn't dare sit, even pulled Luo Tingzhu who was preparing to sit down, making her stand and listen to the scolding too.

Luo Tingzhu was directly 'lifted up', like an honest groundhog.

Li Yongjun looked at Fang Ziye's 'rascal' appearance, and also seemed unable to flare up: "Professor Fang, sit, I'm not angry at you."

"The relationship between you and Mingxian, he mentioned it to me many times, cooperation for mutual benefit, cooperation for mutual win."

"And I also want to thank you, because of your stepping forward, some of my ideas can be realized!" Professor Li Yongjun's voice returned to gentle.

"However, one code returns to one code."

"The friendship between you two belongs to you two, as for your teacher's side, I will go find him too." Li Yongjun still wore a smile, but his words were ice-cold, as if a bit unpredictable in mood.

Fang Ziye scratched his ear, laughed honestly and replied: "Professor Li, you also said each handles their own, what you want to talk to my teacher about is naturally Teacher Li's freedom."

"The friendship between me and Brother Nie is relatively pure!"

"Cooperation is team, privately we are good friends, are brothers, we are still fellow townspeople..." Fang Ziye could only try hard to learn from the 'parents'' appearance, trying hard to deal with Li Yongjun.

But Fang Ziye also felt he had quite a bit of confidence now, the Professor Li Yongjun sitting opposite didn't dare really diss him, rely on age to sell age!

"I heard Mingxian say, from the microcirculation instrument, to the extension of finger replantation into limb replantation, to the treatment of multi-organ infection, to the current independent chemotherapy for bone tumors."

"These research project strings, were all squeezed out bit by bit by you, Professor Fang?"

"Professor Fang's knowledge is truly extraordinary?" Li Yongjun half-sighed half-asked, with double the shock.

Fang Ziye's research project connections progressed layer by layer, logical structure rigorous, interlocking layer by layer, he could understand it, but also felt shocked.

What others couldn't think of, Fang Ziye thought of, and even did it, this is awesome.

"Professor Li, to say a not too humble sentence, it's just slightly knowing some; to say a more sincere sentence, it's that ideas and ideas everyone has, but to implement ideas and ideas into reality, each of us has contributed effort, each of us has our own responsible modules."

"Indispensable!" Fang Ziye answered quite cautiously.

It is truly so.

If there wasn't Nie Mingxian's talent for modifying instruments, Fang Ziye getting another person to do Nie Mingxian's things, then don't do it.

If there wasn't Fang Ziye improving the theory, then might as well disband early. Peking Union Medical College Hospital concentrated teams and couldn't do it, why would a group of young people be able to do it so easily.

If there wasn't Lan Tianluo so good at data analysis, estimated even mice would be squeezed to explosion by the circulation instrument, parameters couldn't be calculated out.

All these coincidences are actually inevitable results under the addition of many comprehensive factors.

Professor Liu Huanglong's guidance was also very beneficial.

"Hard to imagine Professor Fang you would actually think this way, I thought you and your master inherited one school, so felt Little Nie was dispensable?" Li Yongjun once again became yin-yang strange.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye said: "Professor Li, I am the teacher's student, but I also told you, my teacher is after all not Brother Nie's friend, not his brother, even less his teacher."

"So, different standing, different thinking."

"Oh, me and Brother Nie are also roommates!" Fang Ziye added another sentence.

Nie Mingxian heard this and rolled his eyes: "That's your charity friend! Still roommate."

"But, I was indeed very short of money at the time. Thank you, Ziye." Nie Mingxian said very sincerely.

His father had spent almost all his savings, he was just a doctoral student, although entrusted by his 'academician teacher' to be brought by 'friend's son-in-law', Nie Mingxian didn't have much money either.

Fang Ziye bore half his rent for him, truly solved his urgent need.

"Does Professor Fang have any new ideas and thoughts subsequently?" Professor Li Yongjun suddenly asked.

"Just based on the microcirculation instrument this piece?"

Hearing this, Fang Ziye narrowed his eyes, shook his head: "Temporarily none."

"Also not none, just not mature enough yet."

"Not mature can also be said to listen?" Li Yongjun was somewhat curious, tone was the learning attitude between peers, not condescendingly ordering.

Nie Mingxian then said: "Teacher, Ziye and Tingzhu are both still hungry."

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu sat down one after another, and then began to eat.

Luo Tingzhu was only responsible for eating, while Fang Ziye ate and said: "Teacher Li, actually, I am a professional Orthopedic Doctor. Which specialty would the lines of thought you want to ask me about tend towards?"

"That would definitely be Orthopedics."

"There are many application points for the Microcirculation Instrument. First is the surgery for multiple Hemangiomas of the Limbs that Nie Mingxian Big Brother performed before."

"Because the circulating blood volume within the Limbs is limited, even if a Hemangioma bursts during surgery, it doesn't matter."

"Second, the Microcirculation Instrument is actually a Divine Artifact for nurturing bone! ~"

Upon hearing this, Li Yongjun extended his Right Hand, pointing at the light on the Ceiling, hooking his Index Finger at ninety degrees: "Wait wait wait... you say Divine Artifact for nurturing bone, what do you mean?"

Fang Ziye, however, Pursed Lips, and spoke first: "Teacher Li, this Direction is the follow-up to an Ongoing Research Project of another Research Project group of mine. Actually, if following the Rules, I cannot reveal it in Advance."

"You can understand it as: transplanting rice seedlings, before transplanting you sow seeds first, and then scatter and plant the seedlings!"

"The general meaning is like this. As for specific operation modules and such, I cannot reveal them..."

"However, regarding the subsequent uses of the Microcirculation Instrument, I feel there are still the following few Directions."

"Cartilage nourishment, Meniscus regeneration, construction of the Ultra-microcirculation Apparatus, improvement of the Intelligent Microcirculation Apparatus — the Main targets are still the many Disease Types of our Orthopedics..."

Early Morning, 1:20 AM.

Li Yongjun's smiling face stiffened, his brows raised: "Professor Fang, can you name a Disease Type that isn't Orthopedics?"

"Is there only Orthopedics in your heart?" Li Yongjun lost his Temper right then.

Fang Ziye hadn't listed a single Vascular Surgery Disease Type.

How can one Orthopedics have so much to say?

Fang Ziye nodded calmly: "Yes, it was Orthopedics Patients who let me learn Skills, Orthopedics Patients who let me eat this Bowl of Rice, and Orthopedics Teachers who gave me the Preoperative Research Project foundation."

"I can't be ungrateful, right?"

Li Yongjun said: "No, you must think of one that isn't Orthopedics for me. It must be a Vascular Surgery Disease Type application! ~"

As the words reached here, Nie Mingxian dully turned his head, eyes full of bewilderment: "Ah! ~~~?"

Nie Mingxian's tone dragged out.

Liao Jia also abruptly Turned Head.

What the hell does this mean?

Li Yongjun immediately Realized he had broken down first, revealing his Bottom Line: "It's this. If you don't think of one for me, I'll naturally have others force you to think of one."

Li Yongjun folded his Two Hands across his chest.

Fang Ziye's brain spun rapidly, thinking of many, many possibilities in an instant.

Finally, Fang Ziye shifted a mysterious phone call he had received before by one position.

Suppose, just suppose, Li Yongjun also received a call from Chen Song Dean, and he was tempted...

There are only a few Kyoto Sanatoriums.

The poaching they can do, could Chen Song not do?

Perhaps Li Yongjun's Contract expired too, other Sanatoriums didn't want him, or he wants to leave himself?

"Teacher Li, for this you need a specific Direction. If you let me imagine out of thin air, I'd have to go back and check textbooks and materials." Fang Ziye replied.

"Teacher." Nie Mingxian Interrupted.

Li Yongjun glanced at Nie Mingxian: "You don't speak."

"ALS?" Li Yongjun opened with a trump card.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye cupped his fists in a Fist Salute: "It's late, I need to go back and rest. Farewell, Professor Li! ~"

Li Yongjun simply harbors ill intentions.

Of course Fang Ziye isn't really leaving.

Li Yongjun's Academic level and Theoretical Level are a Level/Stage higher than Nie Mingxian's, estimated to be at least the very top of Level 4, Hiddenly touching the Threshold of Level 5.

Fang Ziye can't even confirm if he actually crossed it!

Fang Ziye just entered Level 5 himself; he can't measure it, it can only mean the other party's level is comparable to his own!

Li Yongjun was also magnanimous: "Then you go rest. It is late."

Everyone dispersed.

Fang Ziye brought Luo Tingzhu and Liao Jia back!

Originally proposed to send off Nie Mingxian and Professor Li Yongjun.

But both Politely Refused. They went directly to the Hotel. Nie Mingxian would only go to the Laboratory at Noon tomorrow. During this period he had to Receive his Teacher the whole time.

In the Taxi, Nie Mingxian couldn't quite figure out his Teacher's intention. Touching his Chin, he asked: "Teacher, you wouldn't be coming to work at Enshi Yangyuan, would you?"

"You already went from Union Hospital to Capital Hospital? Do you still want to jump?"

Nie Mingxian knows better than anyone how his Teacher left Union Hospital.

"Haven't decided yet! ~"

"I just feel very indignant. They bully Mingxian who can't be bullied, and a Zhongnan Hospital is still making trouble there."

"I must come take a look, Pretend to show face. They should get the hint." Li Yongjun said.

Nie Mingxian is his beloved disciple, also the culmination of his Academic Ideology and professional expertise. Even though he himself left in defeat, he found a Suitable Retreat Route for Nie Mingxian.

Only Li Yongjun didn't expect the Academician Team would be so hard to Mix/Hang Around in. In the end, Nie Mingxian was even shoved to that Academician friend's son-in-law...

Of course, Nie Mingxian at that time indeed had to Go Home to 'Guard Mourning'!

"Teacher, no need to Worry about this. I can handle it myself. If Professor Fang and his Teacher really did some shady dealings, this Research Project won't be able to proceed." Nie Mingxian said.

"You operate your way, but can the pain points you operate on be the same as the pain points I operate on?" Li Yongjun retorted!

Nie Mingxian shook his head, obedient as a Rabbit!

"I need to inspect it myself, to see if it's really as pure and noble as they say."

"If it's just hanging a sheep's head to sell dog meat, then it's not suitable either," Professor Li Yongjun replied.

"Teacher, let's go rest first; I'll treat you to breakfast tomorrow..." Nie Mingxian replied with a smile.

In Fang Ziye's car.

Liao Jia sat in the back seat and asked suspiciously, "Ziye, did Professor Li just now mean that he might come to work at the sanatorium?"

"How could that be possible?"

"Can he actually pull it off?"

Liao Jia knew Teacher Nie Mingxian; after all, the two were good friends!

Fang Ziye shook his head: "I don't know either. What's the background of this Professor Li? I'm still confused to this day."

Liao Jia, however, shook his head very cautiously, looking at Luo Tingzhu who had turned her head to eat melon, his voice very cautious: "I don't know either. If you're interested, go search for yourselves."

"Teacher Liao, it seems nothing special came up in the search?" Luo Tingzhu said.

"Then try searching Fang Ziye?" Liao Jia suggested in a raised voice.

Luo Tingzhu actually did it, and what came up in the search was even more uninteresting.

In the encyclopedia, the resume displayed for Fang Ziye was just that.

Fang Ziye, male, Doctor of Medicine, Deputy Director Physician, Associate Professor, Doctoral Student Supervisor, Deputy Director Physician of the Orthopedics Department of Zhongnan Hospital Affiliated to Han City University, has published multiple SCI papers...

Brief and boring, with nothing outstanding.

First, Fang Ziye is too young; second, someone must be responsible for the direction of Fang Ziye's resume in the encyclopedia!

It's impossible to put everything up there.

"Hiss! ~~" Luo Tingzhu gasped: "Teacher Liao, what do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting?! ~" Liao Jia sat upright, keeping his mouth shut.

(Chapter End)