Chapter 665

August 31st, Saturday, morning.

Fang Ziye, together with Li Yuanpei and the others, boarded the high-speed rail from Enshi to Han City.

Because there were too many people this time, Fang Ziye did not drive.

Fang Ziye, Li Yuanpei, and Xiong Jinhuan bought tickets together, so they ended up with connected seats; the others, such as Dong Wenqiang and the rest, had a different set of connected seats.

After boarding, Fang Ziye was still replying to messages — some from Luo Tingzhu, some from Chen Xixian, some from Song Ning, and even more from Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia.

Li Yuanpei and the others left — they really left, and won't be coming back in the short term; their task is already complete. The follow-up research projects are to be taken back and done.

Fang Ziye, on the other hand, is only leaving for the short term, so Lan Tianluo, Luo Tingzhu, and the others are still in the sanatorium continuing to do research.

The chaos doesn't affect the small fry; in this situation, even Fang Ziye is powerless, many professors are of no consequence, let alone Lan Tianluo and the others.

It's not that the sanatorium's output isn't enough, but a competition of "momentum"; Fang Ziye doesn't understand this stuff, so naturally he doesn't know how to meddle.

Including the company Chen Guangbai is in — how he should step down, cash out his money, what the company's eventual outcome will be — Fang Ziye still doesn't understand.

But the higher probability is that Chen Guangbai's company might be held by another, larger domestic company.

"Ziye, you're way too busy, aren't you?" After putting down his luggage, Li Yuanpei sat down and watched Fang Ziye's hands flying, both envious and jealous.

"This time going back isn't like last time, so I have to explain things more clearly." Fang Ziye said.

Li Yuanpei immediately lowered his voice and asked: "Ziye, has something happened at the sanatorium? There's a lot of gossip, but you definitely know the truth."

Xiong Jinhuan also sat down, pricking up her ears.

They're gossips too, of course.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "I don't know the specific truth either, sorry; your classmate me doesn't even have the qualifications to enter that threshold."

"Maybe I'll never be able to enter that threshold in this lifetime."

The things encountered by Chen Song, one of the launch players — even Academicians can't participate; that's the fact.

Fang Ziye also has no heart to meddle in these things.

"Yuanpei, I said it — maybe Ziye really doesn't know." Xiong Jinhuan persuaded Li Yuanpei to stop gossiping.

Li Yuanpei stopped gossiping about Fang Ziye and started gossiping about Xiong Jinhuan: "Jinhuan, how is Director Han? How's the situation resolved now?"

Hearing this, Xiong Jinhuan pursed her lips, looked at Fang Ziye, then at Li Yuanpei, and answered very subtly: "The doctoral dissertation is on record."

"Meaning, it was bought?" Li Yuanpei asked.

Fang Ziye smacked Li Yuanpei once.

"Squint your eyes, close them and rest, don't chat nonsense." Fang Ziye cut in with a sentence.

Li Yuanpei's expression was rather desolate.

He originally faced Li Yuanpei, but now he's lost the innate advantage of research accumulation; if his own teacher is investigated and found to have problems and dealt with, then his chance of staying at the hospital is completely gone.

Waiting for him is changing schools, changing supervisors, and slipping away in disgrace after graduation.

Without a teacher to guide him in clinical work, his clinical ability wanting a major breakthrough again is completely impossible.

Switching halfway to another teacher's door is still just living under someone else's roof.

Han Yuanxiao treated him very well, worthy of the two words "Master"; this matter is entirely because Han Yuanxiao himself couldn't stand firm.

Some things follow you for a lifetime; even if you're insignificant and not pursued at the time, one day they might make you shatter completely.

After seeing Li Yuanpei and Xiong Jinhuan both fall asleep, Fang Ziye picked up his texts again and saw the message sent by Chen Xixian.

"Professor Fang, the sanatorium won't collapse, because the sanatorium's role is very great."

"You might not know, but in recent years, most of those entering the sanatorium for treatment are the meritorious figures themselves; these people won't let the sanatorium collapse either."

"Maybe my grandpa can't be the sanatorium's dean anymore, but the sanatorium will always be there."

"Professor Fang, I can still reveal more information to you."

"According to my grandpa, this time his old rival doesn't want our clan to turn things around. So as long as my grandpa retires peacefully, whether my father continues to take over the company or the sanatorium, the other side doesn't care."

"He just wants to see our decline; only I don't understand what my grandpa means by decline."

"Does having money and a certain status also count as decline?" Chen Xixian had properly put on her 'vase' label; recently she hasn't done anything, just asked Fang Ziye some questions and leaked some information to him.

Actually, Fang Ziye also doesn't know how to answer this question; perhaps Dean Chen Song's protection of Chen Xixian was too good, to the point she never even touched that kind of high-end circle.

Fang Ziye knows a thing or two.

Let's compare like this: the 'Grandpa' Luo Tingzhu knows can walk sideways in many places in Han City, but in the sanatorium he doesn't dare throw his weight around either; at most he just loses his temper at Fang Ziye.

If he really clashed with Chen Song, Chen Song beats him, he can't kick up any fuss; but if he dares beat Chen Song, someone will definitely come looking for trouble.

Because Chen Song isn't just himself; he has many old acquaintances, they're still alive; although some have died, there's definitely still a portion alive.

This is intangible energy, an intangible circle.

"Young Lady, you don't even know this kind of question, how would I know?" Fang Ziye also no longer calls Chen Xixian by name; daily he addresses her as Young Lady.

No other reason; Fang Ziye's used to saying it this way.

Just last time we met, calling her Young Lady felt not respectful enough; but after chatting more, we got slightly more familiar.

Moreover, Chen Xixian also told Fang Ziye a secret: Luo Tingzhu is very good at chatting, but only limited to online chatting.

According to Chen Xixian, Luo Tingzhu is very articulate online, but in reality, she's much more reserved.

"Professor Fang, Luo Tingzhu introduced your team's Doctor Li to me; what's he like?" Chen Xixian suddenly asked.

Fang Ziye was startled, glanced at the soundly sleeping Li Yuanpei beside him, and instantly his mood was a mix of five flavors...

To say Fang Ziye likes Chen Xixian — that's definitely not there.

But Li Yuanpei suddenly possibly hooking a super-rich woman, letting him live without worries for the rest of his life.

Fang Ziye felt his mood was very unpleasant.

This is a real, tangible case of both fearing your brother suffers and fearing your brother drives a Land Rover.

"My understanding of Yuanpei is limited to us being classmates and friends; other aspects, you still have to discover yourselves."

"I have nothing to tell." Fang Ziye typed a reply.

He thought to himself: if this Chen Xixian really had this temperament, replying like this was no problem. If she was faking it, then her standing was far above Fang Ziye's, and answering like this was also no problem.

Chen Xixian did not continue the conversation further.

Fang Ziye immediately sent a message to his Research Assistant Han Jingyi, asking her to send over all the tasks and spreadsheets he had previously planned.

……

After getting the spreadsheets, Fang Ziye continued working as before.

Now, the AI Prosthesis research project had already achieved a phased result; what followed was refinement and improvement, but the first batch of Finished Products had already come out, and Grandpa Zhang and some others had already begun enjoying the benefits it brought.

The subsequent issues of material updates and built-in code iteration updates were left to the programmers and materials scientists to study in depth; Fang Ziye's task as the initiator of the AI Prosthesis design concept had already been completed.

Even if it might have some potential safety issues, they would not fall on Fang Ziye, because this concept was sound.

Second, Professor Liu Huanglong's paper on microcirculation instrument circulatory occlusion and Wu Xuanqi's paper on new methods for tumor metastasis and invasion assay had already been published, and his own Knowledge Points were still increasing continuously; the matters during this period were considered temporarily settled.

Of course, after labeling them, Fang Ziye still wrote a supplementary note in his Notebook: "Potential research instrument development targets; can use this as a base to develop instruments more suitable for current metastasis and invasion assay experiments."

After finishing these, a flash of ruthlessness appeared in Fang Ziye's gaze.

One thing he had indeed not guessed wrong: after his team proactively held an Academic Report, someone took a desperate risk and launched a Clinical Trial ahead of schedule.

They actually started this research project in clinical practice before Fang Ziye's team! ~

Fang Ziye only knew the preliminary Direction and result, but he had already reported and whistleblown this matter to the National Health Commission, and the National Health Commission had already led a team to investigate.

This involved legislation and national safety issues; Fang Ziye had to be Cautious, otherwise later others might blame Fang Ziye's research Direction for having problems.

No matter how effective, no matter how good the expected efficacy of a Drug or new Treatment Plan, they must all follow Procedure and wait for approval.

History and the World have both paid a tremendous price for this!

Without this "tedious" process, the human body would be direct experimental material, and the two words "civilization" would have no basis to stand on.

The matter of patent registration and recording had already been handled; Fang Ziye had long since checked it off.

He later also consulted Chen Guangbai and people from the National Patent Office about this matter.

Fang Ziye had registered patents several times, and the scope of impact was very significant each time; it was the Patent Office people who proactively added Fang Ziye as a friend.

……

After sorting things out, there were still many research projects, and many Directions to choose from.

This was a good thing, because Fang Ziye was important, there were so many Cooperations and research Directions; because Fang Ziye's strength was strong enough, he could bear the weight of so many Directions.

Could it be that his Master and the others were unwilling to become the current him?

It was not.

Yuan Weihong might be able to support one or two of these research projects of his, but one or two more, and it would break his back.

……

After Fang Ziye got off at Han City, he didn't expect Yuan Weihong to personally drive to the High-speed Rail Station to pick him up.

And he only picked up Fang Ziye alone; the others took taxis or the Subway on their own.

Yuan Weihong's car could fit at most four people, so he simply didn't offend anyone.

His reason for coming to pick up Fang Ziye was also very simple: this is my student, after all…

Fang Ziye, once in the car, was very low-key, squeezing on a smiling face, happily putting down all his guard and posture: "Master, how come you personally came to pick me up?"

"I originally planned to take a taxi to see you."

"I already reserved a car; Jinhuan and the others used my Mobile Phone number and have already gotten in."

Yuan Weihong glanced at Fang Ziye in the Passenger Seat and said in a Low Voice: "Your Master, I also have to bow my head to people now! ~"

"Rather than bowing to others, better to curry favor with my own student first."

"Our Fang Da Professor."

Fang Ziye's body stiffened, and he hurriedly asked: "Master, did I say a wrong word or sentence? Please give me a Reminder? I'll correct it immediately."

Yuan Weihong was Fang Ziye's Person of Gratitude, and also the Master Fang Ziye acknowledged most, even to the extent of there being no other.

Sending charcoal in the snow is not as beneficial as the grace of rebirth.

Because when Yuan Weihong sent charcoal in the snow, Fang Ziye still belonged to the insignificant, and had not yet risen; everyone else was merely adding flowers to brocade.

Even without the Panel, Yuan Weihong's gifts had already been delivered.

"Sigh, actually it's just those worrisome matters in the Department."

"After Professor Han Yuanxiao left, our Trauma Surgery was left without a leader; people from other Specialties want to turn our Trauma Surgery into a Second Department for other Specialties."

"And they dress it up nicely, saying Trauma Surgery belongs to a relatively low-level initial Department, and should be reformed now; Trauma Surgery's Disease Types should have been sent down to Prefecture-level City Hospitals long ago." Yuan Weihong's voice was cold.

Fang Ziye knew that every Hospital's Resources were limited.

But these words were also too heart-piercing.

"Master, who said it?" Fang Ziye's eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing within.

This wasn't just attacking Fang Ziye anymore; it was attacking the entire Trauma Surgery, and by the Hospital's own 'Own People'!

"Those weren't the exact words; this is my translation."

"You also don't need to care who said these words; as long as you're back, this matter is also Steady."

"We don't bully others with power." Yuan Weihong did not let Fang Ziye provoke 'Trouble', but retreated a step himself, not being aggressive.

"Teacher Deng didn't call me; was it Director Du Xinzhan who called me?"

"Why didn't Teacher Deng and Master you call earlier?" Fang Ziye hurriedly flattered.

Someone in Orthopedics Department wants to abolish Trauma Surgery; this is digging up Fang Ziye's Root.

Perhaps some people also know that as long as Fang Ziye is here for a day, he is the biggest 'stumbling block' in the entire Orthopedics Department; no one can stop Fang Ziye's advance, and he is the greatest shield for others.

So, there are definitely some people who hope Fang Ziye directly leaves Zhongnan Hospital and flies far away, not affecting others' 'future prospects'.

"Isn't it just hoping you'd be happier when taking wedding photos? So you wouldn't have so many worries."

"Fang Ziye, when your own energy is sufficient, more people will put themselves in your shoes, and even take care of your Emotions better than you yourself." Yuan Weihong said.

Yuan Weihong's tone and manner were slightly joking, yet he was also stating a fact.

Fang Ziye's rise had already become a foregone conclusion, and this was also the result of Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong's cultivation.

It was just that Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong were happy to see this result, while people from other specialties inevitably hoped Trauma Surgery would not dominate alone; with a fierce tiger lying at their side, they could not rest easy.

Fang Ziye could not be suppressed.

"Master, where are we going now?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Back to the hospital first, back to the department, to see Director Du Xinzhan. Tell him you're back." Yuan Weihong said with full confidence.

If a specialty lacks a Chief Physician holding the fort, it is a joke, and may be carved up by Chief Physicians from other specialties.

For instance, the Bone Disease Department has four Chief Physicians, and resources are far from enough to go around.

Moreover, there are also some senior Deputy Chief Physicians who also expect to lead a group themselves, even if they would experience insufficient capability, they do not want to always "work for others"!

Human ambition swells along with the growth of strength and experience.

Yuan Weihong then said nothing more, directly pulling Fang Ziye to the Basic Medical College, and after finding a place to park the car, got out and headed straight for Zhongnan Hospital's Orthopedics Building.

Neither Fang Ziye nor Yuan Weihong wore white coats, but both went straight to Joint Surgery, because Yuan Weihong had already called Director Du Xinzhan and knew Director Du was currently in the Director's Office.

Knock knock knock, after the door sounded, Yuan Weihong led Fang Ziye inside.

Inside, there were many people sitting; it could be said all the Orthopedics Chief Physicians were inside.

Joint Surgery's three: Professor Du Xinzhan, Professor Huang You, and Professor Dong Yuanqing.

Bone Disease's four: Du Yingshan, Ceng Duoqin, Ning Haiqing, Hu Pingdong.

Hand Surgery's Liu Huanglong and Trauma Surgery's Deng Yong.

Deng Yong now only represented Trauma Surgery's 'laboratory unit', and could not represent the clinical side, but was also there to observe and witness.

"Director Du, Ziye is back." Yuan Weihong pushed open the door, steeled himself and said very stiffly, then added: "The rest of the matter, I won't participate much further."

Yuan Weihong was only a professional Deputy Chief Physician title; he had no qualifications to participate in the matters here.

By rights, Fang Ziye also had no qualifications to participate, but by rights, Fang Ziye could not be absent.

And quite a few people, upon seeing Fang Ziye enter, all turned their gazes, Adam's apples bobbing, eyes rather complex.

Du Xinzhan, as if having anticipated it, said: "Ziye, you find a seat and sit down first; when it's time for you to speak later, you speak then."

Finished speaking, Du Xinzhan looked toward Bone Disease's Ceng Duoqin, and said: "Ceng Duoqin, you state your view again."

Ceng Duoqin was that Chief Physician in Bone Disease who followed Professor Du Yingshan, and had never had his own group; so this time, with Trauma Surgery's Han Yuanxiao falling into scandal and it being confirmed, he felt quite gleeful inside.

And even with Fang Ziye's arrival, Ceng Duoqin still cleared his throat: "Director Du, I still insist on my view; since Trauma Surgery currently has no suitable group leader, I'll borrow some beds for now."

"After Trauma Surgery's Yuan Weihong and Chen Fang and others get their titles promoted, I'll return them."

"Equivalent to a temporary loan; a department, if it lacks a Chief Physician holding the fort, encountering problems and wanting to resolve them well is still quite tricky." Ceng Duoqin had always spoken very subtly.

But anyone who has read novels knows this is Liu Huangshu borrowing Jingzhou — borrowed but never returned.

Du Yingshan at this moment also chimed in: "Director Du, Professor Deng, Ziye, let me say a fair word; actually Ceng Duoqin going to Trauma Surgery is also helping with Ziye's research project, this is also for the consideration of our entire Greater Orthopedics' development framework."

"Ziye, what do you think?"

"That microcirculation instrument combined with chemotherapy research project, it always has to be done, right."

Fang Ziye saw Professor Du Yingshan had thrown the conversational ball to him, so he also didn't stand on ceremony and threw back a line: "Professor Du, this project, no matter which hospital does it, the lead people are all our Zhongnan Hospital people."

"There's also no necessity to insist on doing it in our own hospital, our own department."

The moment Fang Ziye's words came out, a sharp glint flashed in everyone's eyes, even cold light fully revealed.

Du Xinzhan said: "Nonsense—!"

"Our own hosted projects, of course must take our unit as the research home base."

"What do you mean 'also no necessity to do the project in our hospital'?"

If it were before, Du Xinzhan looking at Fang Ziye like this, Fang Ziye would still feel guilty.

However, Professor Fang Zhikuan and Professor Gong Jiahe and others' jianghu status surpassed Du Xinzhan's; after interacting with them for a long time, Fang Ziye truly had not much fear psychologically.

Fang Ziye then said: "Director Du, the microcirculation instrument project is at Zhongnan Hospital, but the microcirculation instrument combined with chemotherapy project's site selection is not at Zhongnan Hospital."

"There are several reasons."

"One, this research funding is not provided by our hospital; the hospital's research startup funds given to me, in my other project, not a single cent was used!"

"Two, this project's initial collaboration team does not only have our hospital's people, but also people from other units."

"So, in choosing the collaboration group, we need to go through team discussion, and it is not my one-man show."

"Three, Zhongnan Hospital and Han City University both do not stipulate the project location; why when it comes to me, it must be done in our own hospital?" Fang Ziye's voice was calm, without too much fluctuation.

At nationwide conferences, Fang Ziye had refused many things, knew how to play rogue; the current Fang Ziye was not awed by anyone's momentum.

Finished speaking, Fang Ziye added a line: "If Director Du and Professor Du feel my idea violates regulations, you can go report me!"

"You—" Du Yingshan's eyes sharpened at those words, expression exceptionally ugly.

Du Xinzhan's expression was also somewhat off; Fang Ziye's return this time was like a fierce tiger returning to the mountain, giving no one face, truly performing the word 'tyrannical' to the fullest.

But Du Yingshan quickly controlled his emotions too, and did not speak further.

Professor Ceng Duoqin and others then scanned over Fang Ziye, seriously reading Fang Ziye's expression and eye control.

"Fang Ziye, do you feel your wings have hardened, so you can threaten people here?"

"Biting the hand that feeds you?" Du Xinzhan, as Orthopedics Chief Director, stabbed a line.

Fang Ziye instead puffed his chest straight, bowed his head slightly: "Director Du, this kind of big hat I dare not wear."

"The hospital's cultivation direction for me is Trauma Surgery; I have never borrowed another unit's name to publish papers or apply for projects; the beneficiary unit has always been my Zhongnan Hospital Trauma Surgery, yes or no?"

"The hospital's research startup funds given to me, every cent, I used on research, and did not embezzle a single cent."

"But, up to now, due to some special reasons, I have not successfully applied for a single national grant in the hospital's name."

"All the research funds I do, are entirely from self-reliant secondment!"

"Teacher Du, under such circumstances, I still insist my project unit is Zhongnan Hospital Trauma Surgery, and this is called biting the hand that feeds you?"

"Eating from the outside while digging from the inside can't be taken too far; I'm just Fang Ziye, just a single person, the pressure I can bear is also limited."

"But if someone now wants to dig up my root, then what would I be persisting for? I, Fang Ziye, am not someone born with a servile bone."

"This is my thinking, my attitude!" Fang Ziye's tone was not high.

There is only one attitude: wanting to move Trauma Surgery's soil — Impossible!!

Fang Ziye didn't stand up, just sat steady and firm, but at this moment, the Office was still dead silent, the atmosphere very subtle.

(Chapter End)