Chapter 659: Establishing a Life and Career! (Seeking Subscriptions)

"Senior Brother, are you planning to start an ALS research project?"

"An ALS project — our team has no preliminary research foundation at all; everything is a complete blank." After returning to the hotel, Luo Tingzhu asked while tying up her hair, having deliberated deeply.

At this moment she had not forgotten her past loneliness; she had merely slowly come to terms with that former "loneliness," feeling a slight tinge of self-reproach.

But all of this was unknown to her; otherwise she would never have been so "extreme." As a normal girl, she wanted her parents' love and care, and did not think there was anything wrong with that.

Her parents' salaries and benefits were quite good……

It was just that Luo Tingzhu had never imagined her father would engage in that kind of profession, and for that reason there might be many hardships she could never have anticipated.

But even though her father was great, as Fang Ziye's girlfriend and as a doctor, Luo Tingzhu still knew how terrifying the disease type ALS was.

It is not the case that just because you want to conquer it, you can charge ahead.

"Why would you say that?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Because every time you, Senior Brother, want to do something big, you relax a bit; the more freely you relax, the more uninhibited you become, and the bigger the ultimate move you unleash, the greater the damage." Luo Tingzhu used an easy-to-understand analogy.

Fang Ziye had some "little quirks" ordinary people find hard to fathom; at first it was collecting various experimental research images, possibly other photos as well, and Luo Tingzhu did not mind much.

Later, Fang Ziye even started livestreaming.

That was nothing either; livestreaming was a good way to "retaliate" against Teacher Yuan Weihong.

Livestreaming writing ment is equivalent to writing research papers — open and aboveboard, with a gimmick; no one could say Fang Ziye was in the wrong.

It could be regarded as a pastime.

Luo Tingzhu also loved eating snacks; it was also a way for her to relieve stress.

Luo Tingzhu continued analyzing: "But ALS — currently the whole world is in a relatively blank period."

"Senior Brother, all the experiments we did before had other teams' and predecessors' data for reference; at least there were routes to refer to."

"But ALS has none."

"If you're doing this for my dad, I don't recommend you choose this, because even if you choose it, you can only soothe your own heart; it will be of no benefit to him! ~"

"My dad might not be able to wait that long."

To conquer a brand-new disease type from scratch requires at least twenty years or even half a century of effort, advancing step by step.

Does her own father have twenty years of life left?

His condition could deteriorate at any time, and his situation is completely different from Liu Gaobo's.

Actually, for patients nowadays, having a tumor is not the worst incurable disease; rather, those rare, low-quantity rare diseases are the ones with truly no solution at all.

"Currently, ALS treatment still mainly relies on Neurology's diagnosis and treatment protocols."

"Neurology's overall research depth is at least more than double that of Orthopedics……"

"Spending this time seeking a psychological comfort is not cost-effective." Luo Tingzhu said.

Fang Ziye shook his head and said: "Actually it's not just because of Luo Shu."

"Tingzhu, you should know, Nie Mingxian's teacher Professor Li Yongjun has discussed this topic with me more than once; his side should have some preliminary research data."

"Regardless of whether we start or not, let's go understand the situation first."

"If Luo Shu's condition is really the same as Qu Tangwei's granddaughter Hong Meimei's disease type, how good would that be?"

"If Luo Shu's situation is similar to Uncle Liu Gaobo's, it's actually not bad either. I can think of a solution in the near term." Fang Ziye replied.

However, after Fang Ziye replied like this, he discovered Luo Tingzhu's expression and gaze became even more complex.

"What's wrong? Tingzhu?" Fang Ziye hurriedly asked.

Luo Tingzhu gave a miserable smile: "Nothing, Senior Brother."

"My dad also agreed to our marriage, but he even more won't send me off to the bridal door; he won't even attend the wedding venue……"

These were words Luo Pan privately entrusted Lan Tianluo to tell Luo Tingzhu!

Luo Tingzhu can now hold her wedding with complete peace of mind, without both parents' entanglement, but she is not as happy as expected; instead she feels somewhat like crying.

Fang Ziye stepped forward, gently embraced Luo Tingzhu, and the two gazed out the window at the unfamiliar street scene, falling silent.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu did not stay long in Zheng City; Lan Tianluo was the same.

The three of them drove together from Zheng City toward Enshi, mainly because Lan Tianluo also felt having one car was more convenient.

Luo Pan and Aunt Lan Limin did not stuff the three with any local specialties; on the contrary, they let Fang Ziye, if he had time, send them some cured meat.

Luo Pan's joke, Fang Ziye naturally agreed readily.

No other reason — Luo Pan has the full capability to return what Fang Ziye gifted, so when accepting gifts and asking Fang Ziye to do things, he is more at ease.

Whereas if it were his own parents, Fang Ziye felt Fang Nan and Liang Xia would never proactively let Luo Tingzhu bring things for them.

This is the inferiority and confidence brought by each person's foundation, integrated into their conduct and personality, no longer changeable.

There is no good or bad between the two; both are self-awareness under their respective insights and capabilities.

Luo Pan didn't even see the group off to the car — one, his legs and feet were inconvenient; two, he still had to go to the hospital for recuperation; three, there were other inconveniences.

After getting on the highway, Lan Tianluo suddenly said: "Senior Sister, my dad chatted with me for a long time last night; he said he wants to see me establish a family and career."

"How can I establish a family in such a short time?"

Lan Tianluo is not young anymore; his actual age is nearly twenty-five, two years younger than Luo Tingzhu.

He has been at Zhongnan Hospital for a full three years; excluding the first year of standardized training, he has already entered the third year of his professional master's.

"Don't you still have a Senior Sister?" If it were before, Luo Tingzhu would never care about this topic, but this time was different.

Fang Ziye had a vague guess but did not pursue the details.

Simply following the current topic deeper: "Tianluo, you and that person haven't been in contact at all anymore, right?"

Last time when going to Han City, Lan Tianluo and that mysterious "Senior Sister" had met.

"There's nothing to keep in touch about."

"When you should cut ties but don't, you suffer the chaos. After I go back, I'll seek advice from Professor Liao Jia, then make a trip to Han City to find a wife." Lan Tianluo joked.

But Fang Ziye could tell Lan Tianluo was telling the truth; he really would go to Han City with the purpose of finding a wife.

Lan Tianluo was speaking, but Luo Tingzhu said: "You don't need to go to Han City to look for her; she's already come to Enshi."

"What do you mean she's come to Enshi?" Lan Tianluo asked.

"Attending Physician Assimilate, Associate Researcher at the School of Pharmacy, Peking Union Medical College Hospital, affiliated with Huazhong Ke Da." Luo Tingzhu said this with weight upon hearing it.

Lan Tianluo's expression was stunned and he wanted to turn back, but Fang Ziye hurriedly turned his head back. He shouted sternly: "tm, this is the highway; we're about to exit ahead, I'll drive."

Lan Tianluo's mind was indeed a bit confused at this moment; he really did turn on the right turn signal, quickly exited the highway, and then swapped places with Fang Ziye.

"Sister, why are you being so reckless? How did you find her?" Lan Tianluo's face was full of surprise.

"She used to work in the research area of Enshi Yangyuan; once she worked there, she'd leave traces; once traces were left, I could find them." Luo Tingzhu said.

Luo Tingzhu was never the kind of 'vase' who was big-breasted and brainless, simple and socially inept; her network of connections had always been very wide, and Fang Ziye didn't quite understand how she built her network.

But Fang Ziye knew that Luo Tingzhu's information was especially well-informed, and she could be well-informed without even going out.

Fang Ziye didn't even know Gold Brick Senior Sister's name.

"What I mean is, how could you possibly get her into the sanatorium again?" Lan Tianluo asked.

"Aren't you just making trouble for Senior Brother Fang?"

Luo Tingzhu said: "Dean Chen has a granddaughter, the same age as me; we get along very well."

"Her name is Chen Xixian; Senior Brother knows her too! ~"

Luo Tingzhu once again cut off Lan Tianluo's misgivings, then continued: "According to my investigation and summary, I feel this Assimilate person has decent character, and her looks, her looks are also passable."

"Her work is fine too; I'm not too clear about her personality."

Fang Ziye had already driven back onto the highway, set up the navigation, and slowly entered the gate; Fang Ziye no longer participated in the conversation.

Lan Tianluo was silent for a while, then said in a faint tone: "Senior Sister, does your desire for control have to be so strong?"

Luo Tingzhu shook her head: "It's not that my desire for control is strong; it's that your thinking is too extreme."

"You can be idealistic, but you can't demand that everyone be as idealistic as you."

"Although, although you're doing it for Senior Brother Fang's good, you can't generalize and go to extremes."

Lan Tianluo had previously spent several million to give Fang Ziye gifts, but Luo Tingzhu could fully understand Assimilate's 'suggestion' and felt it wasn't worth it.

Because Lan Tianluo's own family background wasn't yet substantial enough to treat seven or eight million as small change.

"I don't want to date right now. I'm still young." Lan.

"Whether you want to date is your business; whether Assimilate comes to the sanatorium is her business; are you going to lock her up?"

"When you came to Enshi before, you weren't like this, were you?" Luo Tingzhu said with implied meaning.

Lan Tianluo no longer spoke, and was somewhat speechless...

When the three were in the Hubei Province section, they stopped at a service area to eat.

After Luo Tingzhu got her food, she said: "Let's just make do with a meal; after we're done, we'll exit the highway at Enshi."

"Lan Tianluo, pay more attention when you drive; don't be distracted again."

From Zheng City to Enshi, the whole journey is only over eight hundred kilometers; driving nine to eleven hours can get it done.

"Okay, Senior Sister, rest assured." Lan Tianluo's mood was somewhat melancholy.

He had originally already decided not to struggle with Assimilate anymore, but unexpectedly Luo Tingzhu had invited her to Enshi again, and she had even entered the sanatorium's research area.

The three hadn't had time to speak when several people in the seats next to them were whispering.

"Husband, what do you say? Who exactly are the people in the room next to us? He can actually stay in Tongji Hospital for a full year and twenty days."

"Just the hospitalization fees are probably tens of thousands, right?" The speaker was a woman in her thirties, and her tone was shocked at this moment.

She had a plaster cast on her foot and was leaning on a crutch.

Fang Ziye and the others had long noticed the two of them.

"He must be a rich person..." Her husband was also in his forties, but his dress and appearance were quite proper; he looked like he worked within the system.

"Wife, actually it's easy to understand; for us, it's not that we can't afford to stay at Suishi People's Hospital, but that the doctors here can't cure your illness."

"But if we went to Tongji, even after reimbursement, the expenses there would still make us feel the pinch. This involves economic issues."

"But for them, the main problem is still that the illness can't be cured! ~ not the money issue."

Fang Ziye and the others set out from Zheng City to Enshi, taking the Zao-Shi Expressway then the Hu-Yu Expressway, passing through Suishi in Hubei Province.

"Since it can't be cured, why occupy a bed for so long? For ordinary people like us, how hard is it to queue for hospitalization? We've reserved for nearly a month..." the woman muttered.

The man comforted her: "Reserving for nearly a month is actually not bad; do you remember when we went to the outpatient clinic? Several people with similar situations to yours were scared away by the surgery fees."

"Although they say they want to go back to the local hospital for treatment, you should know that if the local hospital could cure them, they wouldn't run to Tongji Hospital?"

"All resources, in the process of allocation, will have three situations: first, not lacking; second, tight; third, out of reach."

"I'm currently doing poverty alleviation work, so... sigh..." The man sighed long and deeply.

After sighing, the two left.

They didn't even clear their dishes.

The highway canteen's prices were especially high, and no one cared about these details; there weren't many diners, and the waiter soon wiped their table clean.

But what they had just said couldn't be wiped away, because Fang Ziye and the others heard it very clearly.

Fang Ziye didn't care, but Lan Tianluo, after getting into the driver's seat, starting up, and entering the highway at a steady speed, then said in a low voice: "That big brother just now, quite extraordinary, huh?"

Luo Tingzhu glanced at Lan Tianluo and didn't reply.

Fang Ziye opened a bottle of mineral water and said: "Although extraordinary, although it's a fact, it's also somewhat limited."

"Tianluo, I know what you mean: people who come to our sanatorium for treatment never have to consider medical fees."

"But you need to figure out why they don't have to consider medical fees."

"The premise for them to receive free diagnosis and treatment at the sanatorium is not because they have special identities, but because they suffered 'work injuries'!"

"This kind of 'work injury' is relatively special."

"Think from another perspective: if I had been injured at the scene last time and then went to the sanatorium for surgery, and Dean Chen Song had urged you to go pay first, what would you think?" Fang Ziye had been to Jingdu and attended a special meeting, so in terms of thinking, he was at a higher level.

Luo Tingzhu and Lan Tianluo both gave no reply.

However you think about this kind of thing? It's stifling.

Fang Ziye was injured because he went to save people, to protect everyone's safety.

Put yourself in their shoes.

Fang Ziye immediately continued: "So, this is a rather contradictory place."

"On one hand, we feel that these people hospitalized in the sanatorium ought to be treated well as a matter of course."

"On the other hand, we also feel that in many hospitals outside, they have already received preferential treatment; even without surgical treatment, their remaining lives are still worry-free."

"Instead, it's some ordinary commoners who work themselves to death for a lifetime, yet still can't match the living conditions of some people who retired early due to work injuries — at least in terms of medical treatment benefits, right?"

Luo Tingzhu nodded.

Fang Ziye continued: "A few days ago, Dean Chen Song told me something, and I found it quite interesting."

"Dean Chen Song said, Traditional Chinese Medicine is a holistic systems theory medicine; as long as one uses a holistic concept to consider the logical thinking of treatment, it is all Traditional Chinese Medicine."

"Dean Chen Song also said his son, that is Boss Chen Guangbai, had another understanding of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so Chen Guangbai abandoned clinical Traditional Chinese Medicine halfway and went to start a business."

"Regardless of what his other motives are, at least some medical prices in Enshi have been brought down by him!"

"Maybe not much, but according to my understanding, it is indeed cheaper than other prefecture-level city hospitals." Fang Ziye, looking back now, can make such a conclusion.

"He only lowered prices in Enshi?" Lan Tianluo asked.

Fang Ziye nodded: "Mm, anyway what I know is, Boss Chen's subsidiaries in Enshi sell medical equipment and drugs at prices lower than the company's market prices in other regions, and also slightly lower than other companies' market prices."

"After centralized procurement, it's still the same."

"But this policy later had certain problems, and later the company seemed to have made adjustments again — allocating funds to support personnel."

"After all, after the company lowered prices, the income of Enshi's medical representatives would drop a lot, and they would feel it's not very fair."

Hearing Fang Ziye speak to this point, Luo Tingzhu asked again: "Senior Brother, do you mean benefiting the masses is relatively better?"

"This depends on each person's perspective and position."

Fang Ziye shook his head: "If my father got sick, if I were Nie Mingxian Senior Brother, I would also be the same as him, give up everything to earn money; so-called future prospects be damned, research projects be damned, they have nothing to do with me."

"There is a sequence of priority here."

"Parents gave birth to me first, teachers taught me, society raised me later."

"Of course, standing at my current objective angle, I might tend more toward doing some universally beneficial things."

"Try my best to achieve medical treatment for the sick."

"That is, first let some disease types have treatment methods, then make medical expenses cost less, so more patients can truly enjoy the health brought by medical care."

"It seems we can only choose one angle." Fang Ziye stood firm and sighed.

Medicine is too vast; human strength has its limits.

No single person can shoulder all heavy responsibilities on one shoulder.

Just the four words 'medical treatment for the sick' alone are not something Fang Ziye can finish advancing in a lifetime, let alone the massive concept of everyone being able to afford medical treatment?

"But the direction I choose is still medical treatment for the sick — at least let some disease types have treatment methods first!" Fang Ziye's tone and manner were resolute.

He found his own Dao.

Not told by others, but after Fang Ziye looked at many paths, he found his own direction.

Human strength has its limits; standing with a foot on two boats will only tear a person apart.

Fang Ziye's current capability cannot manage that much.

Fang Ziye confirmed it: he is only responsible for developing new treatments and new surgical techniques; as for whether ordinary people can afford these new treatments and techniques, that seems to be something Fang Ziye cannot influence.

This proposition is too broad.

"This perhaps is what the ancients called 'establishing oneself and fulfilling one's destiny.'"

Fang Ziye no longer paid attention to Luo Tingzhu and Lan Tianluo's responses, looking out the window, muttering in a low voice: "Establishing oneself is eating one's fill and eating well; fulfilling one's destiny is pursuit, unrelated to food, clothing, and daily expenses."

"When one has capability and has accumulated a certain amount, within the scope of one's ability, we should do some more meaningful things."

"For fame is fine, for oneself is fine, for nothing is fine." Fang Ziye found a reason for himself.

Luo Tingzhu and Lan Tianluo simply hadn't reached Fang Ziye's level of realm.

The reason Fang Ziye dared to say this is because his current foundation is extremely solid; whichever direction he advances in, he can make achievements.

For example, Professor Zhou Yan's 'treating the undiseased'; for example, Chen Guangbai's 'everyone can afford medical treatment'!

For example, Dean Chen Song's holistic core medicine, promoting Traditional Chinese Medicine, redefining Traditional Chinese Medicine, letting Traditional Chinese Medicine flourish in modern times.

The route Fang Ziye chose is not swayed by these people; there is only one line.

Medical treatment for the sick, strive for perfection!

Unwavering!

Fang Ziye lamented for a while, then didn't say anything more.

He dozed for a while and it was already past six in the afternoon when he arrived in Enshi.

However, after Fang Ziye returned to Enshi, he simply ate a meal, then directly hid in his room and began planning the recording of theoretical teaching videos.

Video recording is a good thing; live streaming teaching is an even better media method.

As for who the audience is, Fang Ziye doesn't need to care; what he needs to do is topic-based teaching, transmitting his experimental theories and technical theories solidly and steadily.

After video recording, then doing live streaming might attract a wave of relevant practitioners to approach Fang Ziye's direction.

After they apply Fang Ziye's theories, the innovations they gain can also give Fang Ziye certain feedback, and Fang Ziye can obtain Knowledge Points.

Doing it occasionally will definitely yield large amounts of Knowledge Point gains.

But recording videos also needs slight preparation, so Fang Ziye called Hu Qingyuan, who had previous self-media experience.

After chatting with Fang Ziye for a while, Hu Qingyuan said: "Master, actually I have a very, very good drainage method — just list all the papers you've published before in one go."

"Including the awards you've received and such, it can definitely attract a wave of attention."

"It's just that the people paying attention might mostly be laymen or new recruits, so you need to nurture a patient number for a while."

"No problem, just nurture it then?" Fang Ziye glanced at his Knowledge Points Balance.

It had now reached 380,000+.

It was already not far from five hundred thousand.

Now, Fang Ziye even felt that a Level 6 Skill might not be sufficient use, so he might as well directly add a Level 7 Skill first.

Because Fang Ziye could afford the trial and error cost, even if the Level 7 Skill had no damn use, he could just add a Level 6 Skill later with future Knowledge Points.

(Chapter End)