Chapter 617

Not easily giving up one's specialty is a kind of "new" thinking mode.

Fang Ziye sometimes also doubted his own choices, for instance whether this Panel of his should develop in an all-round direction or specialize in one field.

During the last exchange with Teacher Deng Yong and others, Deng Yong told him not to put down Trauma Surgery; Trauma Surgery is Fang Ziye's foundation, and also the place where Fang Ziye's accumulation is deepest.

Every specialty has its own characteristics; taking this as a base and slowly expanding outward is the fundamental way.

Previously Professor Liu Huanglong also made this kind of mistake; he thought Hand Surgery's upper limit was extremely limited, so he wanted to transfer from Hand Surgery to Trauma Surgery.

But actually after he cooperated with Fang Ziye on several research projects, he realized it wasn't that Hand Surgery's upper limit was limited, but that his own deep cultivation was insufficient.

"Thank you, Teacher Li, for your guidance; your viewpoint really resolved my long-standing confusion." Fang Ziye lightly cupped his fists, his reply solemn.

"This is nothing; many seniors have had this kind of confusion before, and some old seniors, after reaching a certain extent, also produce doubts about themselves."

"But more already-successful professors are very certain of one point: there is no distinction between good and bad disciplines; the deeper your understanding in one specialty, the more it becomes your unique characteristic."

"Any discipline is open and inclusive; any discipline can be compatible or interoperable with other disciplines according to its own characteristics."

"Even if it feels exactly the opposite now, it's merely that we haven't discovered it completely yet."

"I read the Tao Te Ching a few years ago, and felt one sentence in it was simply too wonderful: 'The Dao that can be spoken is not the eternal Dao.'" Li Yongjun's tone this time carried a joke.

……

After Nie Mingxian returned, Professor Li Yongjun's tone and speaking rhythm also returned to normal: "Mingxian, currently do you have any views of your own on Orthopedics tumors?"

Nie Mingxian nodded: "I have some, but haven't had time to think deeply yet. After all I'm quite busy right now, can't even finish all the work."

"As long as you maintain thinking, rather than single-mindedly just thinking about doing tasks."

After affirming Nie Mingxian, Li Yongjun turned his head and asked: "Professor Fang, I plan to organize a small academic conference soon; the content and direction are all within our Vascular Surgery. I wonder if Professor Fang has time to come as a speaker?"

"The topic for discussion is establishing a tumor vascular induction model!"

Li Yongjun stands at a high position, his connections are also deep, his accumulation and foundation are also profound, so he can very easily support an academic conference of not-small scale.

Moreover, Professor Li Yongjun's experience and accumulation might be even thicker than his own teacher, than Tongji Hospital's Professor Duan Hong, so some of his views and ways of doing things are slightly different.

Fang Ziye thought seriously for a moment, then asked back: "Don't know what time Teacher Li has tentatively scheduled?"

"I'll check if I have time!"

The former Fang Ziye fundamentally didn't understand what Deng Yong and the others were busy with, always feeling they had no time.

The current Fang Ziye, after he himself slowly reached this level, discovered it's really busy; too many matters, need to carefully sort out the threads, otherwise it will appear chaotic.

Politely declining some agendas and schedules one feels are unimportant is necessary schedule planning.

"Should be mid-next-month."

"But location undecided; high probability will invite some Hubei Province colleagues to jointly hold this academic conference."

"Mid-May... Teacher Li, I already have other arrangements in mid-May." Fang Ziye could only politely decline.

Nie Mingxian knew about this matter; he proactively mentioned: "Teacher, Ziye next mid-month has to attend a conference related to prosthesis instrument improvement; it was Tongji Hospital's Professor Duan Hong who invited in advance."

Li Yongjun couldn't possibly delay an already-planned academic conference schedule for Fang Ziye alone.

Li Yongjun could only express regret: "Then it's too bad."

"Teacher Li, we'll all be working in the Yangyuan from now on, and I'm still your Assistant; if there's anything I need to learn from you, I'll come find you anytime." Fang Ziye said respectfully.

The former Fang Ziye didn't know what people like Professor Li Yongjun were thinking, just felt his thinking mode and thinking form were more or less the same as theirs.

Perhaps these professors might not even have academic theory as deep as his.

Academic theory not being as deep as his is fact, but Professor Li Yongjun and the others' thinking mode has long since carried personal life concepts; many principles, spoken from their mouths, are different from when spoken by others.

This kind of articulable insight has quite a "metaphysical" feel of knowing Heaven's Mandate; moreover, they don't speak to you in an unfathomable way, but can use a very colloquial way you can understand to give you an alternative interpretation.

Many disciplines can be governed by philosophy; this is common knowledge in current academia.

……

After eating, Fang Ziye was again separately summoned by Dean Chen Song to the Yangyuan's Office, mainly to give Fang Ziye some "feedback"!

As a reward for Fang Ziye digging such a top-tier talent into the Yangyuan.

However, Dean Chen Song had only just started, when Director Song Libo hurriedly knocked and entered from outside; after entering, his expression appeared quite gloomy: "Dean Chen, something bad happened."

"What matter?" Chen Song raised his head to look, smile faintly visible.

"Professor Li Yongjun was exposed to have economic problems. Currently, Capital Hospital's Discipline Inspection Commission is conducting a self-investigation on this matter." Song Libo quickly reported what he had just inquired about.

The smile on Chen Song's face gradually faded, his eyelids fluttered twice: "Have they gone mad?"

If Li Yongjun has economic problems, then Capital Hospital itself is inviting trouble.

"Not hospital internal; it's related to an outside instrument company."

"It's like this, Dean Chen; Professor Li has his own patents, and patent transfer dividends; the company people tampered with this sum of money!"

"More than what the account books should give!"

"And there's a detailed list; one part relates to the medical consumables Professor Li uses, but it's unknown whether Professor Li Yongjun knew about this matter..." Song Libo reported.

Hearing these words, Fang Ziye's expression instantly stiffened.

Patent licensing dividends?

This sum of money he has also received; generally speaking, Fang Ziye never pays attention to exactly how much this money is; however much the company gives, he takes that much.

The company is for-profit; essentially just to make money; would they give more?

Could it be the company deliberately gave him a bit more to control Professor Li Yongjun?

A trap set in advance?

This isn't right either; Professor Li Yongjun leaving Capital Hospital has no impact on their company; even if Professor Li Yongjun came to Enshi Yangyuan, the patent transfer authorization still exists.

Fang Ziye truly never thought this dividend money could also have problems.

Chen Song thought for a long while, then said: "Song Libo, you go communicate properly with Professor Li again; whether this matter is real or fake, if Professor Li knew, handle it as knowing."

"If he didn't know, handle it as not knowing."

"Best to be specific down to the time he received dividends, specific amounts, financial statements, etc.!"

"Alright, Dean Chen, I'll report to you at the first opportunity."

Song Libo spoke up to here, turned to leave, but halfway through the turn, he came back: "This matter is currently only in the internal processing stage, not a real-name whistleblowing or anything else."

"I estimate it's most likely that person from Capital Hospital wants to take the opportunity to extort a sum." Professor Song Libo gave his own deduction.

That person from Capital Hospital and the one from Jingdu Yangyuan both have a grudge against Chen Song; even if they know they can't stop Li Yongjun's "resignation," they still want to viciously mess with him.

"You go handle it first, report back anytime." Chen Song's face was gloomy, not particularly anxious, nor particularly angry.

Rather, he was very carefully weighing whether this matter was true or false, if true how to handle it, if false, how to handle it...

Song Libo left hurriedly.

After Fang Ziye and Chen Song gazed at each other for a while, Chen Song said: "Ziye, this really isn't any big deal."

Chen Song was soothing Fang Ziye.

Demonstrating Enshi Yangyuan's capability, and just how extensive his personal connections are.

Economic problems aren't a big deal either?

Fine, the world of big shots, Fang Ziye doesn't understand.

However, because of this incident's stimulation, Fang Ziye asked: "Dean Chen, do you think I have the necessity to give Boss Chen a call?"

"You said Boss Chen's company, the patent transfer dividends allocated to me, would they also not have a similar situation appear?"

"I'm not saying Boss Chen wants to secretly harm me, but rather?"

"Possible?! ~"

Professor Li Yongjun has patents, has patent granting rights, however, the company dug a pit for him.

Li Yongjun isn't an accounting person; he fundamentally wouldn't think the company would give extra, putting some other consumables on the report too, forming medical corruption!

"Then you make a call and ask..." Chen Song himself didn't seem to trust his own son that much, or rather, he didn't understand Chen Guangbai particularly well either.

Fang Ziye went along readily, picked up the phone and dialed.

After Fang Ziye quickly explained the whole story, Chen Guangbai was stunned: "Give extra money? Should be impossible, right? I'll ask now."

"Ziye, where are you right now?" Chen Guangbai didn't take it seriously at all.

He didn't instruct it himself, would the company's finance dare to mess around?

If it were like this, his company would have ceased to exist long ago.

"I'm at Dean Chen's place! ~" Fang Ziye replied.

Simultaneously, his heart was also a bit nervous; this was the closest he'd ever been to a 'big shot's' wrist-wrestling tactics.

A person with strong personal ability like Professor Li Yongjun could all become someone else's chess piece, manipulated in his own vision blind spot...

Human nature lies in seeking externally.

Either seeking wealth, or seeking fame.

Any salesperson you contact, or other companies, in essence all want to earn money from you, and then can still give you fewer benefits.

This kind of secretly giving you extra money, must be plotting something even more far-reaching.

And doing this, easily ends up thankless...

"Dean Chen, if there's nothing else on this side, I'll go back first; coincidentally I can also ask finance for a more detailed report."

"If he can produce a detailed list, then even if there's an error, it's his problem; I've never actively requested it, it's all that side unilaterally paying dividends to this side." Fang Ziye said.

"Good, you go back first, I have to go back too."

"The matter of Professor Li being able to come to our sanatorium, I still credit you with the merit; whether cash reward or merit reward, I'll instruct it down." Chen Song said.

"Thank you, Dean Chen." Fang Ziye gave a light fist salute, then left.

After leaving the sanatorium's clinical area, Fang Ziye didn't directly return to the villa area, but went to the laboratory side first.

As expected, Nie Mingxian was still seriously doing experiments, his mobile phone deathly quiet, expression also very calm, fundamentally unaware of the things happening on his teacher.

Perhaps Professor Li Yongjun didn't tell Nie Mingxian this matter so he wouldn't worry.

After Fang Ziye arrived, Nie Mingxian even specially stopped the experimental operation, turned his head and asked: "Ziye, are you free these two days?"

"You've prepared in advance for many large academic reports; can you spare time to give me some guidance?"

Fang Ziye is a genuine participant; previously Nie Mingxian participated more in behind-the-scenes work.

How to adjust mindset, how to prepare; what Fang Ziye should experience in preparation, Nie Mingxian similarly has to make relevant preparations.

Academic reports of different natures have slightly different preparation thickness in the preoperative phase.

Otherwise, problems might appear in the later Q&A session.

Professor Li Yongjun didn't choose to tell Nie Mingxian about his own matters, so Fang Ziye also didn't prepare to speak extra.

Anyway, Dean Chen Song and Director Song Libo both already considered the worst possibility, each with their own methods; Fang Ziye also didn't go worry about big shots' ability to handle things.

"Alright, Brother Nie, just come over directly when the time comes." Fang Ziye nodded.

"Then can I come?" Liao Jia asked.

"Brother Liao, you're not going to the bar to admire beauties?" Fang Ziye cracked a joke.

Liao Jia gave his bar-going matter an elegant name: feasting eyes on beauty without touching.

"One has to do some proper business all day long, no?"

Liao Jia continued: "You have a student whose talent isn't bad, just that every day he doesn't do proper work."

"What I'm saying is, picking up girls doesn't count as proper business; ten years younger than me, but speaking and handling affairs looks even more mature than me, simply weird."

Liao Jia is often in the laboratory, Hu Qingyuan is also in the laboratory every day; whether accidental or inevitable, they often run into each other.

During experiment intervals or breaks, Liao Jia would also wander over, so he has a certain understanding of Hu Qingyuan.

Fang Ziye nodded, bitterly smiled: "Brother Liao, my student's situation is somewhat like yours; I can't manage him either?"

"Oh? How so alike?" Liao Jia asked.

"Others are big streamers now; every time they go live playing games, they have two or three thousand subscribers, and their income is even higher than mine."

"How am I supposed to manage that?" Fang Ziye only found out later that Hu Qingyuan had deceived him before.

He fundamentally wasn't a small streamer, nor was he a super big streamer, but according to what Fang Ziye learned, with over thirty thousand concurrent viewers and a long-term three thousand subscribers, his monthly income could approach six figures.

And that's a conservative estimate; after all, Hu Qingyuan currently isn't doing product promotions, just playing games.

Liao Jia said: "That's so interesting; then when can I interact with him more?"

In Liao Jia's view, if Hu Qingyuan could be like this, then it was even more interesting.

This poor ghost Nie Mingxian directly broke down; hearing halfway through, he directly burrowed into the laboratory. If he had had such income back then, he wouldn't have had to scrape by.

However, correspondingly, every choice and lifestyle has its own harvest.

Comparing income he can't match Liao Jia and Hu Qingyuan, but comparing professional expertise and academic accumulation, he can casually crush both of them.

The current Liao Jia has sold off most of his patents.

It's selling, not transferring.

The "stench of copper" of the blind review, yet he was almost played with a "steel wool ball"; at least in essence it was like that.

……

Luo Tingzhu and the others were all very busy, basically having no time to pay attention to Fang Ziye who occasionally came to the laboratory. After Fang Ziye came, they just gave him a greeting and then each went about their own business.

Li Yuanpei and the others in the laboratory were also busy. Although the research projects they contacted weren't the highest-end, looking across the country, those who do experiments like them, who do large annular pathway research, are also extremely few, and belong to high-end level projects.

If this gets done, they can also "ascend".

With these accumulations on them, in the future let alone Song Yi, even three more Song Yis might crash and die in front of him Li Yuanpei, rather than Li Yuanpei being favored by Deng Yong and instead provoking a backlash.

Why the old professors previously wanted to deal with Deng Yong, on the surface it was said their own teacher violated rules, but in essence it was still because Li Yuanpei himself wasn't excellent enough.

It's just looking down on him!

Of course, others have reasons to look down on him, because both are in the same grade, same age group; if not looking at your accumulations, what else to look at?

Look at appearance?

"Industry Brother, you're busy." Li Yuanpei passed by again and "hypocritically" called out a greeting.

It wasn't that Li Yuanpei was unwilling to deal with Fang Ziye, but that he really was a bit busy.

And he was Fang Ziye's classmate, standing in a truly objective position, having seen Fang Ziye go from someone not worth a mention step by step to the respected professor he is today.

Medicine is a special industry; within this industry, the incompetent who muddle along are not absent, but they are destined to not muddle to very high levels, precisely because medical disputes are hard to keep suppressing forever.

Accumulation, research, foundation — in this industry they are exerted to the fullest.

Fang Ziye also didn't mind. After thinking carefully again, he went to Lan Tianluo's workstation: "Tian Luo, I came over to teach you a few things; it's something I just thought of recently……"

Lan Tianluo heard this and immediately turned his head, starting to record notes. Fang Ziye then gave some pointers from the direction aspect, emphasizing some of the more critical theoretical parts.

Li Yuanpei had said before that Fang Ziye needed to learn to let go, to learn to guide others, rather than doing everything personally, lowering others' sense of participation.

Currently, whether it's Fang Ziye's fellow trainees or the team's other people, none are the type of mental condensers; one point not understood, a few points later they'll definitely understand; otherwise they wouldn't have learned to this step, they would have gone to work long ago.

Lan Tianluo's writing speed slowly stopped, nodding like a chick pecking rice: "Good, Senior Brother, I understand. If you don't point out this detail transparently, it's really hard to think of."

"Having Senior Brother lead the way is just comfortable."

Fang Ziye heard this and smiled: "When operation reaches a certain limit, it may have reached the upper limit of human physical ability, making qualitative breakthroughs difficult again."

"At this time, we either rely on tools, or rely on new theories and ways of thinking."

"You are the most versatile person in our team."

Lan Tianluo heard this and was delighted, secretly lowering his voice, eager to try: "Then how do I compare with Sister?"

Fang Ziye went numb at that moment.

Luo Tingzhu has asked this question too; you siblings' competitive spirit is really too strong, isn't it?

Real siblings compete, and they also compete with the person they like.

Fang Ziye remembers this competitive spirit profoundly. Before, if it weren't for Luo Tingzhu always "showing off" against him, wanting to beat Fang Ziye by a margin, Fang Ziye might have confessed early.

But the situation at that time didn't allow it!

At that time Fang Ziye was just a small master's student, penniless, with no accumulation at all.

Luo Tingzhu was good-looking, took all the scholarships, and also won competition prize money; her own saved prize money was nearly three hundred thousand. How could Fang Ziye open his mouth? After all, Fang Ziye's own family background wasn't well-off either……

"Not as formidable as you. Truth." Fang Ziye stood up, hands behind his back, and walked out.

After walking a few steps, he turned back to look at Lan Tianluo. Lan Tianluo was there happily snickering!

Fang Ziye finished watching, shook his head, and no longer paid attention to him.

……

That evening, accurately speaking at 7:39 PM, Fang Ziye received a call from Boss Chen Guangbai.

Fang Ziye was still in the laboratory, leading his several students attacking the osteosarcoma miRNA research project, doing small group discussions and reports.

Previously, although it was always Hu Qingyuan and Fang Ziye's assistant responsible for this project, the project's difficulty was too high, workload too large; Hu Qingyuan alone fundamentally couldn't handle it.

"Hu Qingyuan, you again give your two senior brothers a good detailed breakdown of tasks. They just arrived, unfamiliar with the project, so assign tasks slowly."

"Later then hand over the several branch pathways to them to solve."

"I'll go take a call." Fang Ziye turned and walked out of the laboratory's conference room.

Chen Guangbai's call very likely involved himself, so Fang Ziye fundamentally didn't dare be negligent.

"Fang Ziye, how much money do you have on your bank card right now?" Chen Guangbai's first sentence was exactly this question.

"Roughly four hundred plus."

"Why, Boss Chen? Could it be?" Fang Ziye's heart tightened.

"Yes, your guess is not wrong. Our company has infiltration from the Jingdu Yangyuan. Because you were someone I specially greeted the Finance Department about, your reports all go through the green light at our Finance Department, so none of them looked at the details within."

"Fortunately the current amount isn't much, only a little over ten or twenty thousand, but she really listed a detailed report — all the surgical sutures our company uses in your hospital are recorded under your name, and the 'kickbacks' were paid to you."

"Fang Ziye, don't panic first. I've already contacted our company's Legal Affairs to handle this matter."

"First, you should have no substantive evidence from the sales manager our company liaises with proving we'd give you some kind of rebate, right?" Chen Guangbai pressed.

Fang Ziye felt a chill inwardly.

This world is full of traps everywhere; the forms and methods of gift-giving by those who give you gifts are simply impossible to guard against.

"Boss Chen, my chat records with him have always been there, no?"

"I thought it was just normal — the nude mouse mangled extremity model and the microcirculation instrument's profit sharing."

"Next time I'll have him produce a detailed statement." Fang Ziye said.

"Good! ~"

"Before the next profit-sharing payment to you, I'll also personally review it."

Chen Guangbai agreed, then began cursing furiously: "These damn things, they're really fucking dirty! ~"

"Fang Ziye, you do this first: because this profit sharing doesn't count as your unit's booked revenue, you don't need to report it to your hospital leaders for now."

"But! ~"

"I'll still give you a phone number; you take the initiative to explain the situation to them... they'll help you handle this matter..."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye interjected: "Boss Chen, can your company's money just be given more or less at will?"

"Of course not! ~"

Chen Guangbai replied immediately: "I said, I've given you the green light, so basically no one audits it!"

"You're our company's God of Wealth now; what benefit would I get from screwing you? We're a community of shared interests."

"Rest assured, Professor Fang; we'll self-investigate and resolve this — it doesn't constitute bribery or the like."

Fang Ziye didn't understand legal matters well, so, to be cautious, he still planned to consult someone.

And this person's rank had to be high, with a certain depth of legal understanding and experience...

This matter might still require seeking help from his own teacher Professor Deng Yong, or going to Dean Wang Xinghuan to intercede, letting them point him a clear path.

Truth be told, Fang Ziye really looked down on this three-hundred-odd-thousand suture consumable rebate now; the money wasn't much, yet it had smeared a buttload of shit on him...

Fang Ziye then successively called his teacher and Dean Wang Xinghuan, and finally temporarily consulted a law professor; only then did Fang Ziye learn that the waters inside patent transfer profit sharing are actually very deep.

In this field, the slightest carelessness could land you in a minefield.

Fang Ziye actually didn't understand the so-called relationships between A University, B Company, and C Company, but one thing Fang Ziye knew was that the current him needed a relatively professional and reliable law professor for consultation, or an elite lawyer consultation.

Of course, ordinary people would definitely choose the latter, but Fang Ziye had connections!

Dean Wang Xinghuan and Professor Yuan Yufeng — that is, the Vice President — together recommended a renowned law professor to Fang Ziye; the two agreed to meet tomorrow in Han City, and Fang Ziye needed to tell him the whole story from beginning to end...

Fang Ziye had to temporarily change his schedule.

After confirming the appointment time, Fang Ziye called Professor Fang Zhikuan of Trauma Surgery again: "Professor Fang, cancel tomorrow's arranged surgery?"

"Please trouble you to communicate with the patient; I have a very important private matter and need to make a trip back to Han City. As for this surgery's functional reconstruction, Professor Wu might not be able to pull it off..."

"Oh, okay, Group Leader Fang." Fang Zhikuan agreed without any hesitation upon hearing this.

Fang Ziye said Wu Xuanqi couldn't pull it off, and Fang Zhikuan defaulted to Wu Xuanqi not being able to pull it off.

Although Wu Xuanqi is formidable, compared to Fang Ziye there remains a not-small gap; Wu Xuanqi is at most a little bit more formidable than him, while Fang Ziye leads him by at least one level, even two levels...

Fang Ziye spent a full two days to internally settle things before his own affair blew up.

A Han City University law professor, and his student, also a well-known economics-related lawyer in Han City, together helped Fang Ziye handle this matter.

Of course, Chen Guangbai's company's legal affairs also stepped in and negotiated amicably.

This matter could reach consensus quickly, mainly because Fang Ziye and Chen Guangbai's company had no conflicts or disputes; this was an individual act — someone deliberately planted a landmine between the company and Fang Ziye!

It's just they swept this landmine out in advance!

"Professor Lei, Lawyer Tong, thank you, you've worked hard! ~"

"Next time, next time I come again, I'll definitely treat you to a meal to thank you properly." Fang Ziye shook hands warmly with the two!

"Professor Fang is too polite; when I previously came to Zhongnan Hospital for treatment, the hospital also gave me many conveniences on account of my face — mutual help is only right." Professor Lei said with a smile.

As Han City University's affiliated hospital, there are some indescribable benefits for Han City University internal staff.

Including but not limited to some temporary overtime-style queue-jumping, or specialty professors directly holding outpatient clinic in the ward.

"Lawyer Tong, how is this legal fee calculated? Do I contact your clinic directly?"

"What legal fee? We just sat down and ate a few meals together; you didn't sign a contract with our law firm." Lawyer Tong is extremely shrewd.

He can thrive so impressively in Han City; his benefactor's merit is indispensable.

The leader of a certain Han City procuratorate is his senior brother, the court's top leader is his martial uncle, and a certain unit's...

His benefactor fed him for a lifetime; someone worthy of his own teacher personally calling to have him help handle things is naturally extraordinary — making friends is something he can't do fast enough.

"Han City University's liberal arts majors are far more professional than its science majors! ~"

"Some political and legal universities' law programs aren't even as strong as our school's law." Deng Yong, sitting in the passenger seat of his own car, hinted this to Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye nodded.

This point must be acknowledged.

Han City University's College of Liberal Arts, especially Marxist Philosophy, can truly nearly sweep the domestic field. Science disciplines are still relatively "conservative" by comparison.

"Master, only now do I realize that people are only at ease when not moving; once you walk the path, every step could be a pit! ~"

"If not for Nie Mingxian's teacher serving as a cautionary example, even if my brain exploded I couldn't have imagined someone would dig a pit for me in here! ~" Fang Ziye's back turned slightly cold.

Deng Yong stroked his chin: "Right?"

"So, step by step with trepidation, but also step by step with careful planning."

"In the future when you gain benefits, you must keep an extra eye out. When you pay out and lose something, you must also learn to weigh whether your payment and loss still have any other gains in other aspects."

"For instance, shedding the tail to regenerate." Deng Yong suddenly said this.

Fang Ziye abruptly turned his head, looking at Deng Yong.

Deng Yong wore a half-smile, half-not-smile expression.

Alright, live up to being an old comrade — home has an elder, like a treasure — this master of mine is now far more useful than my person of gratitude, Yuan Weihong...

(Chapter End)