Chapter 693

Yuan Weihong hung up in anger, his face still not red, his breath still not heavy.

His face full of ease, as if this matter had never happened at all.

Fang Ziye still honestly acted as his own driver.

The previous Yuan Weihong's 'arrogance' might have been suspected of 'feigning madness and playing the fool', but the current Yuan Weihong's arrogance is because he genuinely possesses his own 'capital'!

The professional ability tempered by Fang Ziye, the research accumulation produced through cooperation with Fang Ziye, the Outstanding Youth Fund's research reputation, the Deputy Chief Physician and Associate Professor titles...

"Liu Huanglong should have run into quite a bit of trouble." Yuan Weihong pondered for five seconds, then said.

Half a minute later, Liu Huanglong's call came again, Yuan Weihong chose to formally answer again, put it on speakerphone and hung it on the phone navigation mount.

"Teacher Liu." As they neared the dining destination traffic volume didn't decrease, but speed had already slowed, Fang Ziye found a moment to spare some attention.

"Ziye, why are you driving so fast today?" Liu Huanglong's voice came with an echo, he should have entered a closed office or the fire passage.

"Teacher Liu, the surgeries are all done! ~" Fang Ziye replied.

"Being a doctor doesn't necessarily require devoting oneself to the operating table."

"Today only two surgeries were arranged."

Liu Huanglong gave an embarrassed laugh: "That's true, Little Fang you've also endured until the age of nurturing your final years, currently those routine disease types in the department are as simple as eating and drinking."

"Unlike me, I don't have Yuan Weihong's good fortune."

Yuan Weihong in the passenger seat was beaming with joy, he who was currently WeChat chatting with Provincial People's Hospital's Shen Tao let out a low kukuku sound.

Fang Ziye has endured until nearly nurturing his final years, this 'father' Yuan Weihong is even more comfortable with Fang Ziye back at Zhongnan Hospital.

If Liu Huanglong kept harping on this topic, the call would never end, so Fang Ziye said: "Teacher Liu surely didn't call me specially to complain about my fellow disciples, right?"

Liu Huanglong's students aren't much older than Fang Ziye, the oldest is only thirty-one.

"That's not it, let's talk business."

"Ziye, your Teacher Liu has been remotely set up and pinned down by someone, and this matter may also concern our hospital Hand Surgery's reputation, so Ziye you must help me." Liu Huanglong directly stabbed the topic to the sensitive point.

Fang Ziye turned the steering wheel right into the underground garage, dodging a 'smart aleck' trying to cut in line, and replied: "Teacher Liu, wearing a high hat is tiring, why don't you just directly say what you want me to do."

"Jishuitan's teachers recommended two patients to me, although I accepted them, these two haven't worried me to death."

"Until now, I still don't know how to begin."

"This is late September's matter! ~" Liu Huanglong's voice seemed clamped by something, stifled and thin.

Hearing the three words Jishuitan, Yuan Weihong couldn't help but raise his head.

Even though Zhongnan Hospital has developed rapidly these past two years, if you ask Yuan Weihong where the hall of Eastern Han Orthopedics strength lies?

It still bypasses not three places, Beijing Third Hospital, Jishuitan, Huashan Hospital.

These three old brothers stand in a tier of their own.

Now, Jishuitan recommending two patients to Liu Huanglong, it should be acknowledging that Zhongnan Hospital's 'Functional Reconstruction Surgery' may be at a relatively leading position domestically, after all they were the first to eat the crab.

But similarly, it is also a kind of actual trial!

You can do it, know how to do it, and whether you do it much better than us, those are two categories.

Patients that can make Jishuitan push them over, and make Liu Huanglong worry for a long period, are bound to be exceptionally complex.

The professional ecological chain between hospitals, there is no especially complex 'struggle relationship', but there is the most open 'competition method'!

Because admitting difficult and complex patients follows the outpatient doctor's own will, they can clearly explain to the patient whether I can treat your disease or not.

Difficult and complex hospitalization and whether to operate, there is no concept of refusing treatment.

It is a genuine competition of comprehensive strength, you can do it, then accept, can't do it, then don't accept.

Many domestic self-proclaimed top-tier Grade-A Hospital Orthopedics professors, when encountering disease types they can't solve, will also recommend them to try their luck at Jishuitan, Beijing Third Hospital, Huashan Hospital and other hospitals.

Over time, encountering not a few disease types they couldn't solve themselves, being solved by these big brothers, they also defaulted to acknowledging their 'Big Brother' status.

And to find a seat ranking before the 'Big Brothers', and sit that position steady, cannot be achieved just by boasting.

Want to form a hospital specialty characteristic, make others convinced, you can only do it by genuinely curing patients, making others convinced.

Otherwise, it's just open commercial mutual flattery, mutually lifting each other's feet.

"Teacher Liu, can you be slightly more specific?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Large-segment nerve degenerative lesions causing functional impairment! ~" Liu Huanglong replied in very professional terminology.

"Teacher Liu, then let's talk about something else instead." Fang Ziye still thinking of eating, decisively changed the topic.

This thing, absolutely cannot be finished talking in one or two hours or even one or two days.

"Fine! ~ We'll chat leisurely another time, you remember this matter."

"Now Professor Fang your schedule is too full, I also need to make advance appointments." Liu Huanglong said with a rather ingratiating tone.

After Fang Ziye exchanged a few more polite words, he hung up the phone.

Yuan Weihong instantly sat upright, cursing: "Liu Huanglong is not polite at all."

"Say he's fat, and he starts panting."

"Clearly knowing these patients are from Jishuitan, he can't solve them himself, he should just tell the patients clearly in outpatient."

"Insists on bringing trouble upon himself."

Fang Ziye heard this and knew this was Yuan Weihong's current outpatient reality handling attitude, summarized in two words it's admitting weakness.

This also just explains why Yuan Weihong and the others didn't make similar calls to Fang Ziye.

"Maybe Teacher Liu is more competitive." Fang Ziye after going down to the underground garage started parking.

Parked steadily in one go, Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong both opened car doors and got out.

"Liu Huanglong sees you have time, takes the opportunity to continue hiring you to work for him! ~"

"In this year you left Zhongnan Hospital, although Liu Huanglong also did clinical trials, where can the output compare to when you were at Zhongnan Hospital?"

"During your time at the sanatorium, even if he had ten thousand desires, he inevitably had to admit weakness, because he couldn't break through the sanatorium's protective circle."

"But our Trauma Surgery, he feels he can handle me, and can also handle Teacher Deng well." Yuan Weihong is actually not stupid at all, his mind clear as a mirror.

Fang Ziye was, after all, from Trauma Surgery, and he had a pile of matters hanging over him, so he could only be borrowed temporarily.

Moreover, the borrowing could not be aimless; it had to be oriented toward concrete problems or targets — finding a few especially thorny difficult cases and having Fang Ziye participate in the surgeries and clinical care was the best choice.

On the surface, it could be called requesting a consultation; officially, it could be called inter-subspecialty collaboration!

Fang Ziye replied with a smile: "Master, how Teacher Liu chooses — that is his own choice, an autonomous decision based on his own positioning."

"We currently won't snatch his rhythm; first we solidify our own basic accumulation, first stabilize our foundation, then discuss other things."

"We don't have Teacher Liu's confidence, so let's not be so stubborn about it." Fang Ziye persuaded.

Yuan Weihong nodded.

Being Big Brother is certainly satisfying, but being Big Brother is actually very hard.

No matter which aspect's Big Brother, one is inevitably the target of all arrows, and you must be this one, letting others launch 'challenges' at you!

This jianghu of modern medicine — put simply it's simple, put difficult it's even harder.

There's no traditional gore and bloodshed; simple fighting and killing doesn't work, but having lost the most violent fighting and killing actually makes it even harder to get by.

……

Qin Geluo and Li Nuo rode an Electric Scooter over; when Yuan Weihong and Fang Ziye arrived at the eating place, the two had already set out the drinks.

"Wei Ge, Ziye, we ordered some dishes; you two see if you want to add more?" The moment the two entered the private room, Li Nuo immediately stood up to greet them, face full of smiles, the corners of his eyes nearly beautiful enough to deserve the word 'fawning'.

Yuan Weihong had the deepest seniority; he walked in with hands behind his back, carrying an old-air-of-authority: "Trusting your sincerity, we won't waste words."

"Today we drink less, eat more, chat more."

Yuan Weihong found a seat and sat down. Originally Qin Geluo planned to have Fang Ziye sit on Yuan Weihong's Right-hand Seat, but Fang Ziye plopped down opposite Yuan Weihong, with no intention of getting up.

It was originally a small gathering of four people; seating arrangements needn't be particularly particular.

After Yuan Weihong sat down, he looked first at Li Nuo, who was pouring wine into the Wine Decanter: "Master Nuo, give me the bottom line — in the end, do you want to make it in our Orthopedics Department, or wait for a chance to go back to Spine Surgery and gild your reputation?"

"You going back and forth, in and out — you had your fun, but we haven't felt it yet."

Hearing this, Li Nuo immediately replied: "Wei Ge, you're misunderstanding me."

"Brother me also had no way; before, our Trauma Surgery was full of talent, truly hard to get by in."

"I just thought: wherever I get promoted isn't really getting promoted; following the principle of taking from outside rather than fighting inside the nest, I went out for a trip."

"Born a Trauma Surgery man, dead a Trauma Surgery ghost."

"Although I got promoted, you, Wei Ge, and Big Brother Qin Geluo — you're both my Big Brother Qin; before you two, I've always been Little Nuo."

Li Nuo's words were rough but not without reason.

Staying in Trauma Surgery, Qin Geluo had muddled along this long and still hadn't made Deputy Chief Physician. Li Nuo's seniority was even shallower than Qin Geluo's, yet he had advanced a step early.

This indeed did not affect internal resource allocation within Trauma Surgery.

Actually, it was mainly because Fang Ziye suddenly rose up, blocking the original path.

Besides, Nie Xuehua, Zhang Zixi and others had seniority and fire candidate superior to Qin Geluo; if they all queued in Trauma Surgery, Li Nuo would still have to wait at least two more years for a frontline chance.

Yuan Weihong replied: "Master Nuo, your title caught up, but the question is whether your basic skills and professional structure can keep up."

"Li Nuo, look at you — you made Deputy Director, but right now you can't independently carry out Mangled Extremity Limb Salvage Surgery."

"How many opportunities have you lost?"

Gain comes with loss.

Wanting a Perfect Result in all situations — the Difficulty is extremely high.

Li Nuo hurriedly said: "So that's why I've come to make amends and apprentice myself, isn't it."

"Teacher Ziye is a High-level Expert; later I'll definitely toast him a few more cups."

Li Nuo indeed missed a link in the tempering process of Trauma Surgery's development, but he also had to seek a remedy — hoping Fang Ziye could tailor a learning path for him.

Best if it's the personalized kind.

Li Nuo's connections and information were relatively well-connected; he knew Fang Ziye had designed plans for Yuan Weihong, Jie Han and others.

But Yuan Weihong was Fang Ziye's teacher, the others were Fang Ziye's 'iron brothers'; Fang Ziye expending effort for them needed no excessive reason.

Li Nuo couldn't; he didn't have that much Face/Reputation.

Fang Ziye currently had only designed for Deng Yong; as for others like Han Yuanxiao, Liu Huanglong, etc., he couldn't be bothered to deal with them.

Fang Ziye was a junior, a Young Doctor who rushed up; he wasn't anyone else's teacher, so he had no obligatory teaching duty whatsoever.

Hearing this, Yuan Weihong said: "Master Nuo, are you sure you can afford the tuition?"

"Ziye right now — every second is roughly one yuan. Overtime Pay at least Triple Pay."

Li Nuo froze at this, his face skin twitching: "Wei Ge, how are you calculating this?"

Yuan Weihong laughed heartily: "Roughly 250 working days a year, each working day 8 hours, each hour 3600 seconds — equivalent to Ziye working only a bit over 7 million seconds a year."

"Calculate it yourself."

"Triple overtime, equivalent to Ziye's Hourly Wage being ten thousand eight hundred; round it off, One Thousand One Hundred Yuan an hour! ~"

"This is an internal discount; if you factor in the fame effect and social effect brought by Ziye's Research Output, the price multiplied by ten times would still be more! ~"

Yuan Weihong calculated with exceptional meticulousness, so fine that Li Nuo truly couldn't pick a single fault.

Fang Ziye had patents, and rewards for published Research Papers — several million a year was no particular Secret.

If you comprehensively calculate the social effects produced by Fang Ziye's contributions to medicine, an Hourly Wage of one hundred thousand wouldn't be an exaggeration.

But never mind an Hourly Wage of one hundred thousand — even at ten thousand, Li Nuo would have to bankrupt himself.

He wasn't Fang Ziye, who had this much extra Income every year.

"Ziye, look, our relationship is this good — can you give a discount?" Li Nuo turned his head to look at Fang Ziye.

"Hey, still asking for a discount?"

"Ziye, do you lack these Three Melons Two Dates?"

"We're not doing it anymore." Yuan Weihong started fanning the flames.

Fang Ziye also cooperated by shaking his head: "Master Nuo, whether I work overtime or not, the income is actually about the same! ~"

Qin Geluo sneered to the side.

After a few more jokes, this topic was considered brushed past.

To specially invite Fang Ziye to teach, it really isn't just a matter of money; it depends on whether you have enough weight.

Li Nuo also didn't feel he was special in any way; he left Trauma Surgery relatively early, and when Fang Ziye first went to Enshi for rural rotation, Li Nuo had already left, and his contact with Fang Ziye wasn't much either.

It was Qin Geluo instead; during the meal, although he didn't speak much the whole time, Fang Ziye kept chatting with Qin Geluo, and would even ask in a relatively meticulous manner about the technical issues Big Brother Qin was currently concentrating on tackling.

Qin Geluo's current stage is learning surgery, further solidifying his basic skills, until reaching the level of "mastery" and above.

After drinking about one cup of wine, Qin Geluo was also good at climbing up the pole: "Ziye, a man keeps his word, a spit a nail."

"We agreed, no going back on it, you have to be responsible for me! ~"

Fang Ziye actually agreed to him, saying he would give him more guidance in the future; Qin Geluo heard this and his face instantly beamed with joy, and he started pouring wine into his own wine decanter.

"Whether you're tricking me or not, I'll drink first." Qin Geluo hurriedly downed three small cups in a row, afraid Fang Ziye would regret it.

"Brother Luo, just don't feel I'm perfunctory when the time comes." Fang Ziye unhurriedly accompanied him with a small cup.

A banquet isn't treating wine like water; drinking isn't purely pouring wine into the stomach.

Chatting, pulling closer feelings is the right way.

Yuan Weihong was the oldest, currently the 'Administrative Director' of Trauma Surgery, and once again led the topic: "Ziye, I heard you gave Professor Han a hand?"

"This situation of his, you could still reach out to help?"

Qin Geluo and Li Nuo's ears instantly became sharper, and they began to slowly put down their wine cups.

The matter on Han Yuanxiao isn't small; ordinary people don't dare help.

But Fang Ziye went to the Military Region Yangyuan before; maybe there's a somewhat special network of connections.

Among the three of Yuan Weihong, the one who enjoyed the greatest convenience brought by connections was Li Nuo, Master Nuo.

Li Nuo deeply knew the benefits of having connections, so his nerves became sharp.

As for Qin Geluo, he was looking from outside the door at inside, envious beyond measure that Li Nuo could get promoted ahead of him, so he also had some expectation for Fang Ziye's explanation.

Fang Ziye knew in his heart this was Yuan Weihong paving the way for him, secretly giving a thumbs-up to Han Yuanxiao's non-leaking of secrets first, and replied calmly: "Master, actually it's still Professor Han's matter; there's a roundabout solution path."

"As long as we help him self-prove innocence, repeat the experimental results, that's it."

Yuan Weihong, who was drinking water, shook his hand; realizing if he didn't want to wet his clothes he could only shake off the water cup in his hand.

A clear water droplet's parabolic arc went around Qin Geluo's head top, only sprinkling two drops on his face.

"You can help Han Yuanxiao reproduce experimental results?"

Yuan Weihong understands research, and understands it very deeply; his voice became sharp again: "You can restructure experimental parameters, reorganize the expression of experimental results?"

Yuan Weihong's even more precise description made his own myocardium tremble slightly upon hearing these contents.

Speaking of it, in the research field, ninety-five percent of people are merely users of research basic tools.

Research experiments are what research scholars use to verify their own theories.

Most scholars only know how to use tools; for the fundamental principles of tools, parameter debugging, the most basic principles of experimental methods, they cannot penetrate.

Those able to do work on experimental methods, principles, parameters, at most only account for five percent.

In this five percent, most people are also only limited to fine-tuning parameters.

Like Fang Ziye, who can restructure the expression of experimental result data, can be said to be unheard of, basically only appearing in the absolute top international research teams.

These people are those who re-dig and reconstruct the most basic principles, the most basic scientific experimental methods.

If Fang Ziye used connections to solve Han Yuanxiao's problem, Yuan Weihong could still understand; but the path Fang Ziye chose was truly something Yuan Weihong hadn't anticipated either.

Eight characters can describe it.

Time-consuming and laborious, violent and unsolvable.

Qin Geluo and Li Nuo's gazes began to change—

If Fang Ziye used connections, it only represents his connection network is strong; then they might follow Fang Ziye's line and enjoy the promotion of a third-party connection network.

But if Fang Ziye solves Han Yuanxiao's problem through his own powerful strength, then in the future when they encounter trouble, or need support.

Fang Ziye can directly exert effort.

As the saying goes, if there's no middleman earning the difference, both the individual and the 'supplier' can enjoy greater cost-effectiveness and profit.

Based on two different forms of 'pulling close', the tendency can be different.

Fang Ziye used his killer move, laughed honestly and no longer answered meticulously.

Yuan Weihong heavily put down the water cup in his hand: "Then you're really fucking awesome."

"Ziye, this is becoming invincible?!" Qin Geluo's voice trembled slightly, the muscles at the corner of his mouth beginning to twitch unconsciously.

The event that happened on Wu Xuanqi was not accidental, but repeatable; then Fang Ziye's strength must be re-evaluated.

This is no longer domestic top-tier, but international top-tier.

With this episode, the subsequent atmosphere obviously became much more relaxed and pleasant.

Yuan Weihong's reminder, ten times the expected effect.

Qin Geluo and Li Nuo also don't need to ask Fang Ziye what he wants to do in the future; taking advantage of the good relationship now, just rush to lick and it's done.

It can be said they turned all the technical work in hand into mouth work, host and guest both enjoyed themselves...

After the dinner ended, Fang Ziye sent Yuan Weihong off first, then went around the Department once, confirmed the patients having surgery tomorrow had no special issues, only then hurried back to Luo Tingzhu's house.

Comfortably took a bath, the alcohol wasn't intoxicating, nor was there slight tipsiness.

Only felt the stomach warm and cozy.

Wearing a silk long-sleeved pajama, feet stepping on a fine soft cotton mat, Fang Ziye stood at the floor-to-ceiling window, pulling over a chair, brewed himself a pot of tea, leisurely watching the window outside!

The greenway was inlaid with LED light strips into a jade ring, plane tree shadows nailed on the asphalt road by spotlights, leaf vein textures spasming in the wind.

Fang Ziye slowly took a sip of tea and slowly exhaled a breath.

After several years, Fang Ziye himself had finally gone from an obscure Resident Physician with an uncertain future to where he was today.

Initially achieving relative financial freedom, stable work, and considerable income.

And Fang Ziye also realized that within his department, within the hospital, and within the jianghu of Hubei Province's Orthopedics Department, he had gradually gained a pivotal status.

And there were many things that could only be felt as happiness through personal experience waiting for him.

All his previous efforts and sacrifices had not been in vain; they were slowly nourishing and feeding back into Fang Ziye's present.

The phone rang at just the right moment, and Fang Ziye picked it up without putting down his teacup.

His voice steady: "Hello. This is Fang Ziye."

"Hello Professor Fang, it's rather abrupt of me to disturb you so suddenly."

"But after all, I thought you have surgery during the day. I am Zou Tao from the Logistics Department of the Donghu Military Region Yangyuan in Han City." The other party introduced himself first.

Then he immediately explained: "Professor Fang, please don't misunderstand; I am calling you at the behest of Former Dean Chen of the Enshi Yangyuan."

"I expect Professor Fang doesn't know yet, but several sanatoriums in our Hubei Province are about to merge, and from now on we'll be one family."

"Our Donghu Yangyuan will become the Surgical Diagnosis Area, and the surgical team from the Enshi Yangyuan will also slowly relocate here in half a year..."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye was stunned again: "Director Zou, are you sure all of this was said by Dean Chen Song of the Enshi Yangyuan?"

What does this mean?

Was the Enshi Yangyuan swallowed up, or did it swallow up other sanatoriums?

"Professor Fang, all of this is indeed Dean Chen Song's intention. It is also the intention of some current leaders."

"Perhaps Professor Fang doesn't know about the changes that have happened here, but I can only say that Dean Chen Song indeed has great strategy."

"After the matter was settled, Dean Chen Song had someone call me immediately; at one o'clock this afternoon, I also received the notification from above." Zou Tao's voice was very clear, every word delivered clearly into Fang Ziye's ears.

The so-called jianghu is dangerous; the identities of hunter and prey often reverse.

So, the 'decline' previously shown by the Enshi Yangyuan was actually just a performance, a 'show of weakness' by Chen Song and others, or something done for others to see.

Actually, the person who might really take drastic action against other places is Chen Song himself.

The more Fang Ziye thought about it, the more he felt this possibility was greater.

Perhaps Chen Song had already taken his pulse and knew his days were numbered, so he couldn't wait; he had to solidify the Enshi Yangyuan he had built with his own hands before he closed his eyes.

And the so-called 'crisis' encountered by the company Chen Guangbai was in was actually just an excuse for Chen Guangbai to want to shift from business to 'politics', or to 'medicine'.

In Eastern Han, even if your company is very big, it might not match an old man who comes out of a sanatorium.

"Director Zou, but?"

"I have never heard any related rumors before?"

"You're not deceiving me, are you?" Fang Ziye still couldn't believe that Chen Song actually had such great energy.

Taking the Enshi Yangyuan as a foundation, almost all the sanatoriums in Hubei Province were integrated.

"Professor Fang, you might not know about the situation of the sanatoriums, but what I know is that the Enshi Yangyuan led by Dean Chen is one of the most special sanatoriums."

"Most of our sanatoriums are mainly for 'nourishing', not for 'treating'."

"But the Enshi Yangyuan previously led by Dean Chen Song brought the two characters 'nourish and treat' to the extreme."

"This level, this model, whether current or former leaders, who wouldn't love it?" After Zou Tao finished explaining, he added another sentence.

"The older they get, the more afraid of death they are."

This topic was quite sensitive, and Fang Ziye did not get involved or respond.

"Director Zou, thank you for notifying me of these things, but I am currently employed at Zhongnan Hospital; if there really are other arrangements, Dean Chen would definitely notify me." Fang Ziye was still relatively cautious.

"That's natural, Professor Fang."

"I heard about it in advance; Professor Fang, you might become the backbone of our place in the future. Isn't this just saying hello in advance so we can get familiar?"

"Professor Fang, if you have time sometime, remember to call me anytime; we'll find a chance to go out for a few drinks." Zou Tao was coming in advance to scout the place and make his face known.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye's expression was full of suspicion for a while, but in the end he couldn't find a reason why Zou Tao would deceive him.

For this kind of thing, Fang Ziye could verify it with just a phone call; it simply couldn't deceive anyone.

Fang Ziye immediately sent a message to Chen Guangbai to verify it.

Chen Guangbai's phone call came immediately, his voice quite angry: "Professor Fang, who told you these things? Give me his name, and I'll kick him out right now!"

One sentence, just getting angry, without admonishing Fang Ziye.

He probably felt that this Zou Tao was just lifting his pants to fart, a superfluous act.

It was Chen Guangbai feeling that now was not the time for Fang Ziye to know all the facts! ~

Fang Ziye and Zou Tao didn't have a very deep relationship, so he directly laid it out: "He said he is Zou Tao from the Donghu Yangyuan, and seems to be from the Logistics Department."

Chen Guangbai said: "All of this is currently just a contingency plan and still needs specific implementation."

"Professor Fang, you also know that our Enshi Yangyuan's Clinical Area, when we first built it, we actually thought big and built big."

"But looking back now, the courtyard is actually still too small."

"There are only thirty-six courtyards in total, which really can't accommodate so many of our disciplines, and under so many disciplines there are so many groups."

"So, my father had other ideas."

"Coincidentally, Professor Fang, you are at Zhongnan Hospital; Zhongnan Hospital has ready-made High-ranking Official Wards, and there is a ready-made sanatorium at Donghu. With slight expansion, it can be put into direct use..."

"The banner of the Yangyuan Surgery Department belongs to no one but you, Professor Fang." Chen Guangbai's voice was forceful.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye didn't feel that Chen Guangbai was deliberately elevating him, but instead asked back: "Boss Chen, you have such a huge family business, and you say you're giving it up just like that?"

"Was this company really sold?"

The so-called selling the company actually meant selling the equity; from then on, they only shared the accounts and no longer managed operations.

This was also the painstaking effort of half of Chen Guangbai's life.

"Professor Fang, I won't hide it from you either."

"Making money is certainly important, and letting medicine benefit the masses is certainly important, but for the development of medicine, both are merely minor paths! ~"

"This life of mine counts as worthwhile too; I've barely succeeded in business, and I've been a doctor for all those years — weighing it all, I still find being a doctor more interesting." Chen Guangbai replied.

Fang Ziye then stopped asking Chen Song, Chen Guangbai, and the others how exactly they had operated things.

There was no such necessity.

The result is what matters most; if Chen Song and Chen Guangbai are willing to speak, there will always come a day when they do.

Pressing further is useless.

After hanging up the phone again, Fang Ziye's brows knitted tightly.

Hey, at this rate, I might not be able to jump out of this sanatorium circle for most of the rest of my life.

But that's fine too; the distance from Zhongnan Hospital to Donghu Yangyuan isn't far, so the round trip is manageable.

Multi-site practice in different locations is currently the mainstream for medical surgical doctors, and national policy encourages it.

Not long after the call ended, Luo Tingzhu's video call came in.

However, Luo Tingzhu was no longer at Enshi Yangyuan today; she had gone to Rongcheng, mainly responsible for clinical pilot quality control and data collection at Huaxi Hospital and several hospitals in Sichuan Province.

Currently, the first batch of clinical pilots is mainly concentrated in six locations.

Rongcheng, Jingdu, Modu, Han City, Yangcheng, Sha City.

Rongcheng, Jingdu, Modu, and Han City need no explanation; the reason the first batch of pilots chose Yangcheng is because its medical insurance system is well-developed, and the reason for choosing Sha City is because it also belongs to the Central China region.

Fang Ziye is responsible for Han City, Luo Tingzhu for Rongcheng, Nie Mingxian went to Modu, Liao Jia to Jingdu, Lan Tianluo to Sha City, and Jie Han to Yangcheng — exactly six regions.

"Today a teacher and a Senior Sister took me to eat Rongcheng skewers! ~"

"Still that delicious." Luo Tingzhu sat crouched on the hotel sofa like a cat, saying with unfinished relish.

"You'd better be careful not to get bought off by them with skewers."

"Phase I clinical trial, no secondary creation prohibited." Fang Ziye said.

"Senior Brother, how could I be that easily bought off?"

"Let me tell you, these past few days, I went to the Bone Tumor Department, and I suddenly discovered — being free of illness and pain is wonderful."

"Bone Tumor Department — most people there are the elderly and children, they all look super pitiful."

"Hope the prognosis can be a bit better." Luo Tingzhu closed her eyes and began to pray sincerely.

Animal trials were done, but animal trial prognoses can only last so long after all.

Human lifespans are longer than those of ordinary animals.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye also fell silent and prayed inwardly for a few seconds, then Luo Tingzhu's clear voice broke the quiet in his heart: "The teachers here also said they want to dispatch a few people to our hospital for exchange and learning for a while."

"They also asked if our lab still has exchange learning slots; if so, they hope to send a few students over to follow along for a while too."

"So how did you reply?" Fang Ziye raised an eyebrow and asked! ~

Although Fang Ziye had strong confidence in his own ability, the one saying this was Huaxi Hospital after all.

The other party wanting to send students for exchange learning, Huaxi Hospital's status in Fang Ziye's heart instinctively made him feel guilty and uneasy.

This is the jianghu status built by generations of Huaxi Hospital's senior predecessors, and the sense of oppression it brings to other hospitals and other people.

It's like, you're from an ordinary university, and suddenly people from Tsinghua University say they want to come to your team for exchange learning — that would make many people feel panicked and nervous.

"Me? I of course said I'm just a small fry, my words don't count."

"Then that teacher and Senior Sister started teaching me the 'Male Precepts'! ~" Luo Tingzhu's face was smiling.

Fang Ziye immediately panicked.

"Peh peh peh, what messy nonsense."

"Tingzhu, you absolutely must not learn from them." Fang Ziye hurriedly said.

Fang Ziye knew Sichuan-Chongqing people, had a Sichuan-Chongqing girlfriend, but his impression of the Sichuan-Chongqing Tyrant image came only from legends.

Luo Tingzhu has Sichuan-Chongqing bloodline; if it were truly activated, Fang Ziye felt a bit terrified too.

This is experience distilled by countless male compatriots.

Many Sichuan-Chongqing Tyrants, marry wives with caution!

"Then treat me to skewers." Luo Tingzhu said in local dialect.

"Sure, I'll definitely get a few bosses from Rongcheng and Yucheng to open ten or eight skewer places near our home in the future." Fang Ziye promised Luo Tingzhu.

Only then did Luo Tingzhu change the subject: "Chen Xixian sent me a message; Dean Chen's condition is much better than the previous period today."

"Can eat on her own, just speech still not fluent, and hands and feet atrophied and weak; currently undergoing acupuncture, medication, massage, and tuina conditioning."

"Other affairs in the sanatorium have all gotten on track! ~"

"Big Brother Wu Xuanqi got promoted too; he became the prospective Group Leader of the Surgical Group."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye nodded: "Actually the timing is still a bit off, but cultivating young people has always been Dean Chen Song's style."

Fang Ziye himself had been nominated as Vice Dean, so he couldn't just see his own benefits and think other young people couldn't be leaders.

"Senior Brother, I heard that after we all left, your students really played wild — they didn't return to the dorm until 4 o'clock yesterday morning, who knows what they went off to do."

"I heard Enshi isn't very safe; be careful you might have to go bail them out." Luo Tingzhu had heard too much; she was actually keeping tabs on all these things for Fang Ziye.

"Mm, good! ~"

"Actually, teacher and student, no matter how close in age, can never get too close, like friends."

"I don't know how to manage them either."

"Let them be; as long as they're doing things every day, that's fine."

"They're all Master's and Doctoral students already! ~" Fang Ziye shook his head slightly.

Luo Tingzhu also laughed, but she suddenly said with some emotion: "Senior Brother, home looks so warm; wonder when we can live there together, and not have to run around anymore."

"Shouldn't be too much longer." Fang Ziye didn't tell Luo Tingzhu about the sanatorium merger.

Fang Ziye wasn't a person who ran off at the mouth.

"That's definitely good."

"Although the villa in Enshi is also very large, and I'm relatively more familiar with it, I still feel that living in one's own home, in one's own house, is the most comfortable."

"If my dad could be declassified sometime, that would be even better." Luo Tingzhu instinctively said up to this point, then cautiously spoke no more.

Some things, some people, can only be borne by oneself for a lifetime, propped up with one's own body.

This is a matter of no way out.

This is a kind of protection for them.

There are some professions that cannot be retired from, and even if retired, the things hidden in the mind are far too confidential.

While Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu were silent, Fang Ziye's phone suddenly rang.

The call was from Liu Huanglong.

Fang Ziye hurriedly answered, selected speakerphone, then messaged Luo Tingzhu: "Professor Liu is calling, I'll take it first."

"Okay! ~"

"Ziye, hurry to the operating room, ten thousand fires urgent! ~" Liu Huanglong's voice was exceptionally panicked.

"Teacher Liu, I've been drinking." Fang Ziye replied.

"You drank but you still have to come! ~"

"If you don't come again, either I or the patient won't be able to get off the stage."

"This patient, intraoperative sudden myocardial infarction, after thrombolysis and interventional therapy, now massive hemorrhage again, and retroperitoneal active hematoma! ~"

"Can't rule out whole-body DIC..." Liu Huanglong's voice was urgent, instruments still clanging in his hand.

"Okay, I'll take a taxi over right away! ~" Although Fang Ziye had drunk alcohol, Liu Huanglong had spoken, and the matter was urgent to this degree, Fang Ziye could only go.

Even if unable to operate, helping design the treatment plan and surgical operation is also a kind of assistance.

Being Big Brother is hard.

'Little Brother' is in trouble, 'Little Brother' still has capability, you say just don't save...

(Chapter End)