Chapter 707: Jie Han Applies to Leave... Return to the Team! ~ (Please Subscribe)

"Fang Ziye, why did you have to provoke him when everything was fine? Originally everyone's mood was pretty good, now you've ruined it so we can't even have the banquet." Fang Ziye took out his phone and then heard Liao Jia's complaining voice.

The rhythm of the voice-message dance music pulsed, yingying-yanyan voices incessant.

Fang Ziye lifted his phone: "Liao Ge, today is the weekend? It's only just past eleven, I'll find a place and send it to you?"

Liao Jia, Lan Tianluo, and the others had each been running around alone outside, working hard for a month; Fang Ziye, as the team's 'Small Boss', ought to "reward" them!

"What's the point if people are missing? You ask Nie Mingxian if he's coming out or not."

"I just feel like you're being a bit frivolous~"

"Boss, the booze is almost gone, are you going to abandon us?" Nie Mingxian's voice came along with a woman's voice.

Fang Ziye sent a message to Nie Mingxian first; this time Nie Mingxian replied pretty fast...

Early morning, 12:15 AM.

A barbecue restaurant on the back street of Han Street; Nie Mingxian brought Lan Tianluo and Jie Han to sit opposite Fang Ziye, chatting about the research project.

Liu Guo leaned against Nie Mingxian, discussing skincare products suitable for their respective ages with Luo Tingzhu, currently exchanging proxy-purchase channels.

Luo Tingzhu displayed her purchase records on one hand, occasionally glancing sideways at the thoroughly isolated Fang Ziye, not going to comfort him: "Sister Liu, I think this moisturizing one works really well, especially suitable for winter."

"It was recommended to me last year by a Senior Sister in a laboratory..."

"I need anti-aging now." Liu Guo said.

"Past twenty-five, everyone needs anti-aging, this doesn't conflict!" Luo Tingzhu returned here, her voice suddenly cut off, gaze drifting from her phone toward the distance.

At the same time, Liu Guo, Nie Mingxian, Fang Ziye and the others also inexplicably flashed a look of surprise and doubt.

Liao Jia walked over from the distance, striding with frivolous steps, a cigarette clamped in his right hand, the cigarette end glowing red, his left hand leading a "girl"!

The girl wasn't old, about twenty years old, black leather shorts, despite it being November she still bared her long legs——

The first time Fang Ziye saw her, he felt this girl would absolutely owe it to her current getup if she didn't get old-man's-cold-legs later.

Lan Tianluo and Jie Han both couldn't figure out Liao Jia's purpose either, both "surprised" looking at each other.

Liao Jia took the initiative to come over, pulling the girl beside him to sit down openly: "Let me give everyone a heavy introduction, this is my girlfriend——"

"What was your name again?"

"Uncle, I'm called Xiang Cai." The girl held milk tea in her left hand, not shy at all, took a sip then replied while putting the milk tea on the table.

Through the three sentences of the two people, their flash-in-the-pan marriage identity can be very obviously confirmed.

One unknown, the other took a stage name.

Fang Ziye blanked for a moment then broke the deadlock: "Liao Ge, Sister-in-law, come sit."

"We ordered some things, you guys look and see if you want to add more."

"This is the menu."

Fang Ziye had just politely handed over the menu when the girl beside Liao Jia started marking it with a pen in one smooth flow, that action not shy in the slightest.

Liao Jia also smiled at everyone like nothing had happened, then greeted: "You guys continue chatting, don't mind us."

Nie Mingxian, after hearing, then muddleheadedly exchanged a few disjointed sentences with Jie Han and Lan Tianluo, merely his gaze still wandering over Liao Jia.

Sensible Liu Guo was using her phone to message Fang Ziye asking if he also set Liao Jia up with some shenanigans.

Fang Ziye messaged back: "Sister Liu, how could I stir up so much trouble in one day?"

"I also don't understand what kind of setup Liao Ge pulled today."

For those who married early, at Liao Jia's age he could be "Xiang Cai"'s dad.

After Xiang Cai finished ordering, she handed the menu to the waiter.

Then she tilted her head onto Liao Jia, coquettishly yet openly asking: "Uncle, aren't you going to introduce these friends of yours to me?"

"Hello everyone, I'm Xiang Cai, my dad's surname is Xiang, the Xiang of perfume, my mom's surname is Cai."

Hearing Xiang Cai's self-introduction, it was Liao Jia's turn to be slightly surprised: "Your name really is Xiang Cai?"

"Of course? Uncle, you thought I was deceiving you?"

Nie Mingxian really couldn't watch anymore, interrupted: "Liao Jia, what kind of temper is this? You found a little girl to deliberately come take advantage of us, right?"

Xiang Cai called Liao Jia Uncle, called them Big Brother and Sister, the generation directly went up one generation.

"Hello Granduncle! ~" Xiang Cai was very sensible, also quite funny, immediately changed her address for Nie Mingxian.

Nie Mingxian said: "No, sister, don't joke this big! ~"

Xiang Cai instantly turned tea: "Granduncle, don't be so fierce, I'm sincere to Uncle."

"Then what's his name?" Nie Mingxian asked the girl.

"Liao Jia Uncle." Xiang Cai replied very naturally.

Nie Mingxian wasn't a logic-self-mutilating brain-damage, immediately realized he had just called out Liao Jia's name, then asked again: "Birthday then? How do you write Liao Jia's two characters?"

Xiang Cai wanting to play smart with Nie Mingxian would definitely lose, so she started acting coquettish: "Uncle, he's bullying me."

Liao Jia instead said casually: "Nie Mingxian, don't be so serious."

"The ancients all say: see through but don't speak through, watch chess without speaking — true gentleman."

Xiang Cai immediately looked at the jewelry in Luo Tingzhu's hand: "Wow, Sister, your bracelet is so pretty, where did you buy it?"

"Sister, your bag is also so pretty..."

With Xiang Cai's addition, the banquet completely changed flavor; the professional knowledge they could talk about was gone, the cosmetics they could talk about were also gone.

By the time dishes were served, Xiang Cai ate and drank like a social butterfly, extremely not treating herself as an outsider.

Even though no one really paid her attention, she toasted when she should toast, ate meat when she should eat meat, as if she hadn't eaten all day.

One person ate a portion that could fill an adult man, eating a whole nearly one-third.

The barbecue atmosphere was also gone...

Past 1 AM, Nie Mingxian and Fang Ziye took the chance of going to the toilet, Nie Mingxian then asked: "Big Brother, where did you pick up such a straightforward girl?"

"Is she an adult?"

Liao Jia never imagined this young girl would have such audacity, a social butterfly to such a realm.

"I don't know, picked her up at the bar doorway."

"When I came out of the bar she asked if I wanted to go eat something together……"

"A place like a bar, acting on occasion, truth and falsehood inverted, how would I know she'd actually follow me here?" Liao Jia said.

Nie Mingxian pointed at the watch on Liao Jia's wrist: "I estimate it's all because of this thing."

"You're a researcher, why buy a watch worth over a million?"

Liao Jia was also slightly tipsy: "Then what should I buy? I have money, said before I'd lend it to you, you're the one who was too arrogant."

"Scram!" Nie Mingxian rolled his eyes at Liao Jia.

"Don't try to PUA me. I've never sunk so low I'd need to strip off this fig leaf."

"Let's go, you really want to take her back for an overnight stay?"

"A gold-digger like that, you can't handle." Nie Mingxian flicked his sleeve and walked ahead, proposing the urination escape technique to Liao Jia.

As for the bill, Liu Guo and Luo Tingzhu, any one of them could cover it.

Liao Jia didn't refuse either, and left with Nie Mingxian and Fang Ziye.

However, when waiting for Liu Guo and the others, they still underestimated Xiang Cai's clinginess; she actually followed along too.

The first time she saw Liao Jia, she ran straight to his side, coquettishly saying: "Uncle, you don't want little Cai Cai anymore?"

Liao Jia was very embarrassed; his own trouble, he had to solve it himself, so he raised his hand and said: "Ziye, Mingxian, you guys go back first, I'll just wander around."

An adult's self-made trouble, he must solve it himself.

The others didn't mind either, each went home.

After Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu went home, neither took this matter to heart, only proposing to gather again tomorrow to organize the collected data.

After agreeing on a time in the group, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu showered together and then fell asleep head-on-pillow.

The next day, 8 AM, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu only got up then, first running a 5K in the community downstairs.

"If you want breakfast at the laboratory, shout out, I'll bring it; no sound means no bring." Fang Ziye sent a message in the group.

Jie Han replied immediately: "Senior Brother, I already bought it, you and Sister-in-law just come directly."

"Everyone else has pretty much arrived."

"Tingzhu, Jie Han brought breakfast!" Fang Ziye sped up two steps, grabbing the queuing Luo Tingzhu.

Fifteen minutes later, downstairs of the Experimental Building.

The duck claws in Luo Tingzhu's hand, walking side by side with Fang Ziye, fell to the ground along with the plastic bag, making a patter sound.

Fang Ziye frowned tightly looking ahead; the girl practically hanging off Liao Jia's side, she had even changed into a set of clothes that clearly looked like Liao Jia's.

Only this hoodie was unisex, so wearing it wasn't particularly jarring.

"Uncle, is your usual workplace this high-end? Where is this?"

"I just checked the positioning, this place seems to be a university."

Liao Jia right now was full of headaches, tilted his head: "Why don't you go back and wait for me first? I really have important work, it's inconvenient to bring you!"

"I won't!" Xiang Cai raised her volume.

"Last night we stayed at a hotel, you kept your wallet and ID on you, if you run off where am I supposed to find you?"

"You wouldn't be trying to avoid responsibility, would you?"

Xiang Cai's volume wasn't small, attracting quite a few people to turn their heads, but limited to turning heads, casting gossipy gazes.

Liao Jia said: "We are strangers, I bought you a meal, you said you had nowhere to stay, I even opened a separate room for you."

"You said your clothes got wet, I even gave you a set of my clothes, what more do you want?"

Hearing this, Xiang Cai instantly softened her voice, pitifully saying: "Your words, do you believe them?"

Hearing Xiang Cai's words, Fang Ziye didn't believe them either.

Coming out of a hotel, a single man and single woman, she's wearing your clothes, you say you didn't share a room?

Brother Liao Jia, this is the 21st century.

"Liao Ge, if it's inconvenient for you, why don't you go back first?" Fang Ziye suggested.

Liao Jia's voice was extremely cold: "If you don't leave, I'll call the police."

"Worst case I go in and squat for a few days."

"If you accuse me of other things you have no evidence either."

"Three counts!"

Liao Jia picked up his phone with his right hand, dialed 110, and shouted: "One, two!"

Xiang Cai guiltily hurriedly let go of Liao Jia.

This point is enough to prove that last night Liao Jia still managed to hold back; otherwise a real rape charge, Liao Jia wouldn't get off so easily.

Liao Jia's action, to outsiders, looked even more baffling.

The three took the elevator up; Xiang Cai retreated from the Experimental Building.

……

Exiting the elevator, walking toward the laboratory conference room, Liao Jia only then broke into a cold sweat: "Damn it, hunted birds all year, almost pecked by a little sparrow."

"Never seen such a person." Liao Jia shook his head as if shaking something off.

Fang Ziye knew Liao Jia knew how to play, and never interfered in Liao Jia's private affairs, but today still advised: "Liao Ge, mainly this is the laboratory, outsiders can't easily enter."

"Our data also can't be leaked; if it's inconvenient for you, we can do video conferences later."

Liao Jia shook his head: "Nothing can delay the main business."

【1119】 "We've prepared for this so long, harvest is right around the corner, you let me not be on site now, you might as well kill me."

"We've prepared for this for so long, and the Autumn harvest is about to begin; you want me to be absent now, you might as well Not As Good As kill me."

As the saying goes, plant one grain in spring, harvest ten thousand in autumn.

The research projects he participated in were like children — every step of their growth he couldn't bear to miss.

Liao Jia was an adult; Fang Ziye couldn't go "teaching" or "warning" his behavior, so the group entered the laboratory.

Lunch was takeout eaten in the laboratory; dinner was the same.

In the evening, at eleven o'clock, the group finally dragged their slightly fatigued steps downstairs as a team.

While going downstairs, even Fang Ziye felt the finger joints between his fingers were a bit sore.

Everyone had typed on keyboards for a whole day, basically without rest; this kind of prolonged micro-activity causes not insignificant damage to local joints.

"Liao Ge, Mingxian, are you returning to Enshi tomorrow or the day after?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Tomorrow morning at six on the high-speed rail, the four of us together! ~" Nie Mingxian replied.

Just then, however, Liao Jia suddenly knocked on his own head, tilted it to the left, tone doubtful: "How are you still here? You really want me to call the police before this ends?"

"Everyone's an adult, just playing along for the occasion."

Everyone followed the sound and looked — there, Xiang Cai was still standing at the entrance of the laboratory building, innocent and "pitiful" with 'full tea vibes'!

Just the look of someone determined to have Liao Jia.

She still looked at Liao Jia with a somewhat aggrieved expression, lips slightly dry, and was covering her stomach under the pale hoodie.

Liao Jia walked up: "You lost your ID card too, no money in your phone, and no wallet either?"

"If you really have no money, why not call your parents to transfer some?"

Xiang Cai still didn't reply.

Nie Mingxian walked straight out, saying: "Tomorrow at six thirty, Chang District Railway Station! ~"

The group then dispersed.

After Fang Ziye and the others had all scattered, Liao Jia said: "No money, go get a job? Or find a daily-paid gig with room and board! ~"

"You keep pestering me like this, it's not right."

"Aren't you pretty bold? Go hang out at the bar entrance again?"

"..."

On the return journey, Luo Tingzhu said to Fang Ziye: "Senior Brother, I feel Teacher Liao might really fall this time."

"How so?" Fang Ziye asked.

"That Xiang Cai has hard calluses on her hands. She must have done farm work often before."

"And this temperament of hers, she's willing to go all out." Luo Tingzhu analyzed logically, as if she were a love expert.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "I think not necessarily."

"What kind of person hasn't Liao Ge seen?"

"Yangyuan, research area, Zhongnan Hospital, so many young white-collar workers in Jingdu over the years, no shortage of young and beautiful ones……"

Luo Tingzhu said: "But Senior Brother, if we talk social background, Teacher Liao might not necessarily encounter someone like Xiang Cai."

"Following the usual online tropes, a girl like this is either a rich family's young lady, or from a remote village, unwanted, with audacious nerve……"

Fang Ziye said: "Watched too many TV dramas."

Returning home, after both washed up, it was already 12:30 AM; Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu sat leaning against each other at the head of the bed.

"Tingzhu, you still have to stay at the sanatorium for a while longer before returning, right?"

"Truly sorry — you originally went to the sanatorium for me, yet I got temporarily transferred back." Fang Ziye's voice was warm and gentle.

"Actually this is pretty good."

Luo Tingzhu shifted her posture, changing to a more comfortable position: "Senior Brother, after you left, Lan Tianluo and Jie Han and them all said the atmosphere would actually be better."

"At least we can concentrate on one goal and direction in the short term, without trembling in fear, afraid one day you'd drop another bomb."

"Making us like ants that can't find a clue on a spider web, not knowing which main thread we're actually on."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's eyes narrowed slightly.

Luo Tingzhu continued: "Senior Brother, and didn't you notice? Jie Han this period, increasingly silent and reticent; in our discussions, his speaking frequency is also decreasing!"

Fang Ziye nodded: "I noticed; I even asked him privately if something was on his mind."

"He ignored me."

"Lan Tianluo talked heart-to-heart with him." Luo Tingzhu took over the topic, then pushed Fang Ziye away slightly, sat beside him, tilted her head, eyes clear as water.

Tone calm: "Jie Han said, he's so tired."

"Jie Han also said, the further forward you go, the more severe the circle's stratification; if you're not in a circle layer, you can't withstand that centrifugal force!"

"In the end it will inevitably settle into layers."

"Jie Han said his own aptitude is limited, especially clinical operation aptitude."

"Actually research talent is also relatively limited; perhaps slightly better than average people, what he's relatively good at is just writing."

"But actually, compared to our circle, writing skill good or bad isn't that critical and important."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye replied: "Not true; isn't Jie Han's thinking quite active?"

Luo Tingzhu said: "But he himself can't transform his thinking layers into reality?"

"Over time, Jie Han became increasingly aware his hands-on ability fails; after thinking and hands-on ability disconnected, he said his cognition became more and more chaotic."

"Because he could never grasp which things are feasible in reality, which things can't be applied to reality."

"Jie Han also said, he's already followed to the top."

"Continue further forward, even if reluctantly keeping pace, it's overdrafting his life, would make his cognition even more chaotic."

"His current accumulated peak is finishing this project; after that he still needs to take leave and leave the team for a while."

"Or perhaps, it is." Luo Tingzhu didn't continue, but she knew Fang Ziye should understand her unspoken words.

Taking leave and leaving the team for a while, or perhaps forever.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's heart inexplicably clenched! ~

"These are Jie Han's exact words? Why didn't he tell me himself?" Fang Ziye's tone completely changed.

Jie Han is falling behind — this was something Fang Ziye had never imagined.

Fang Ziye remembered Jie Han, this fellow trainee of his, had once given him tremendous pressure; his clinical talent was better than Fang Ziye's original self, and his research talent was even more terrifyingly powerful.

Writing papers was like eating and drinking water to him; SCI papers Fang Ziye couldn't get published, after Jie Han's polishing and revision, could be successfully published.

Yuan Weihong had also said Jie Han's research thinking was extremely top-tier; if utilized well, he would definitely achieve great things in the future.

Facts proved it so; all along this journey, Jie Han had always been in the team, playing the most core role — everything other team members could do, he could do as well.

Only perhaps data analysis wasn't as good as Lan Tianluo's, and operation ability wasn't as strong as Luo Tingzhu, Lan Tianluo, or Nie Mingxian's.

But in terms of thinking's sophistication, all the others added together couldn't match one Jie Han — this was a man who even made Yuan Weihong afraid to ask.

Now he suddenly says he can't keep up, and Fang Ziye truly finds this fact hard to believe.

"Senior Brother, you also need to understand the suffering of having the will but not the power."

"Having power but not the will, one can void the mind and just follow along with the work. But having the will but not the power, when facing you, one truly cannot find any sense of one's own existence!"

"On the operational level, Jie Han's qualifications are slightly inferior."

"For example, your student Hu Qingyuan is the same..."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's gaze returned to calm: "Hu Qingyuan? Continue, Tingzhu."

"Hu Qingyuan is actually also a relatively typical case of transforming from having the will but not the power into having the power but not the will!"

"The former Hu Qingyuan had many ideas, but limited personal ability; his ability couldn't support his thinking."

"But now, his operation ability has improved, yet his thinking has become locally solidified instead; the research project you gave him is still too big and too high."

"He needs to complete your project, needs to prepare too much preoperative preparation; in this preparation process, for others, there's the pleasure of improvement, the comfort of feedback."

"But for Hu Qingyuan, he cannot find this joy; if he cannot complete this project, yet he knows about this project, then he cannot find a stepwise sense of return."

"He will only feel, am I useless..."

"Conversely, if a person's thinking output consists entirely of ideas that cannot be put into reality, then he will also begin to suspect life, suspect whether he has already gone mentally disordered."

Luo Tingzhu has truly grown.

Following Fang Ziye, she has also learned to examine certain angles from the level of a team small leader, and these problem angles are ones Fang Ziye had never thought of.

Fang Ziye nodded: "Let me think carefully again, then decide how to have a talk with Jie Han."

High eyes low hands and high hands low eyes are truly two different matters.

High eyes low hands means one cannot do things oneself.

High hands low eyes means one doesn't want to do things.

The one more prone to psychological and practical problems is obviously Jie Han, this kind of 'high eyes low hands'!

Everyone grows; Jie Han now has very obviously developed some 'psychological' health issues — this has nothing to do with others, but he himself has begun to 'suspect' himself.

Jie Han's current professional operation level and research accumulation can crush some attending physicians at Zhongnan Hospital with zero pressure.

He is definitely successful.

But who made him put on the 'long robe' with Fang Ziye as the external standard?

Wanting to take it off easily is hard, but not taking it off, his own ability seems to have no sense of existence — this easily leads to suspecting everything...

Sure enough, the next day.

When Fang Ziye saw everyone off at the train station, Jie Han expressed this layer of thought relatively subtly.

"Senior Brother, after this project ends, I might need to rest for a while." Jie Han's words were not impassioned.

But if converted, it might be: a real and very talented fellow trainee, facing a huge powerlessness demon.

Shouting once: Senior Brother, Jie Han is incompetent, this great path is too hard, I can't chase anymore, so I'm withdrawing first!

But Jie Han wasn't that chuunibyou, nor that dramatic; he just calmly said he might need to rest for a while.

"No breaking no establishing, chaos and disorder are certainly the beginning of order."

"Some things cannot be spoken through, but if one comprehends them oneself, one begins to become transparent."

"Jie Han, you should feel fortunate for your current state, because while others only begin to 'suspect' life in their forties or fifties, you've started at only thirty!" Fang Ziye thought for a long time before realizing a problem.

That is, Jie Han's theoretical thinking is about to undergo a leap.

Following Fang Ziye, who has had Level 5 for a long time and now possesses Level 6 theory and thinking level, for so long, Jie Han's thinking level and theoretical circle have also begun producing qualitative change from quantitative change.

Recalling the past, Jie Han being able to have so many strange ideas proves his thinking level actually reached above Level 4, infinitely close to Level 5, hence so many bizarre conceptions.

But Level 5 skill isn't so easily obtained, nor so lightly gotten by anyone.

Fang Ziye himself is not among them — add points and it's done.

But not everyone is like this!

Clinical operation skills, to have one or two Level 5 skills, must inevitably go through a long period of torment.

The leap in theory and thinking level is inevitably the same.

It will be very painful; no one can help you.

Even those who've been through it cannot help you sort out your thinking; at most they can only help you organize theory.

Now, Fang Ziye has an even more objective new understanding of Level 5 skills.

Levels 1-4: ability.

Level 5 and above: ability + thinking metamorphosis!

This is why the National Treasure Doctor realm is hard to climb.

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for the encouragement; no matter what, I'll still apply to rest for a while."

"Hu Qingyuan recommended me a pretty good place; I also want to go cultivate in seclusion for a while, calm down properly."

"Coincidentally, my current accumulation is enough; even if I waste one or two years, unless Tian Luo competes with me, otherwise I think for hospital retention others should be unable to suppress me." Jie Han had already planned his destination.

"Go for it, you definitely can."

"It's fine to walk a little slower; as long as you arrive, that's peace." Fang Ziye encouraged.

This wasn't Jie Han's first time 'dropping out'; last August, Jie Han also realized his clinical operation capability was insufficient, so he applied for full detachment and devoted himself entirely to honing basic skills.

Finally, with nearly months of effort invested, he mastered mangled extremity limb salvage surgery and passed the barrier.

Jie Han's limited qualification is relative.

Liao Jia, at this moment, arrived at the train station.

The black lines on his forehead intensified——

Because at his side, Xiang Cai still followed along.

Just as everyone cast strange looks, Liao Jia said in a low voice: "You go handle the temporary ID card yourself, buy the ticket yourself."

"Don't tell me you don't know how to do anything."

Xiang Cai jogged off to the ticket hall.

"What's the situation?" Nie Mingxian was completely numb.

"Reorganized family, mother died."

"After the college entrance exam ended, she was admitted to Huazhong Normal University, but her family was unwilling to let her continue studying, wanted her to get married; during the family quarrel over summer vacation, her grandma also died."

"She ran away from home herself. Applying for the place-of-origin student loan didn't even have a co-borrower."

"The admission notice was withheld at home; she came to Han City intending to register, but the university teacher contacted the local high school, the high school class teacher contacted home, and then her father and stepmother came running."

"In the end, it was only because the girl called the police that she managed to temporarily break free."

"Registration went through the green channel; the school also saw the situation was indeed special, and since they couldn't do the parents' work, they specially granted a university loan! ~"

"But living expenses are a problem."

"Worked two months, thoroughly couldn't endure it anymore! Planned to take a shortcut, and just tm coincidentally ran into me."

"She indeed recognized my watch brand; she said I looked relatively cultured."

"I stayed up last night halfway through the night pulling strings with a friend, called their hospital, and indeed there is such a person." Liao Jia said.

"Can't she do work-study?" Nie Mingxian asked.

"The day after running to Han City, meal expenses had no settlement! ~ The fare to Han City was still from her own savings." Liao Jia said.

"Then what will you do? Send her back to school, let her apply for student aid?"

"No, doesn't Huazhong Normal have tuition-free normal students?"

"Tuition-free normal students also need scores, right? You got into university and still unwilling to accept adjustment?"

"Talking about this now has no meaning. Anyway, she's already reached the point of wanting to take a shortcut." Liao Jia said.

Nie Mingxian: "……"

"Alright then, congratulations to you, even picked up a good family girl to play with." Nie Mingxian finished speaking, and immediately received a murderous gaze.

No need to doubt, it was Liu Guo and Luo Tingzhu.

If it were a chance encounter, others wouldn't even pause their time to listen to the story.

Before long, Xiang Cai bought a ticket and came over!

Because everyone arrived relatively early, by just past five o'clock they had more or less assembled.

After Xiang Cai returned, Liu Guo and Luo Tingzhu the two of them indeed pulled her aside and started asking this and that……

……

Under the surgical timer panel, Fang Ziye sat with legs crossed, listening to Lead Surgeon Yuan Weihong and the anesthesiologist 'banter' on one hand, and listening to the orderly and rhythmic beep-drip-drip of the anesthesia machine on the other.

——

'Buzz, buzz.'

WeChat notification sounded, from Jie Han.

"Senior Brother, I still shouldn't rest, right……"

Fang Ziye: "……"

"Do you feel that nothing could be harder than what that girl went through?"

Jie Han quickly replied: "About right, the matter shouldn't be fabricated."

"I only just found out now that there really are short-sighted people in this world; 288,000 bride price, a daughter who got into a 985 university can still be sold off."

Fang Ziye exited WeChat, seriously glanced at the current time node.

2024.11.4, 8:54 AM.

Indeed the twenty-first century.

Based on Xiang Cai's words, there are still many loopholes inside that need filling, but Fang Ziye doesn't feel he needs to know the "loophole analysis" inside.

Fang Ziye doesn't even have the interest to know how Liao Jia will handle this matter.

"One of the fundamental reasons each person is unique lies in the fact that everyone's experiences are never the same throughout all eternity."

"Jie Han, I'm not persuading you, not encouraging or motivating you, and certainly not standing aloof with a 'let it go' to comfort you just because it doesn't concern me."

"But what I want to say is, the few of us from our master's school have walked this stretch of road together, and as long as we haven't died yet, we'll always be here."

"This relationship will also always be here."

"Having existed, it cannot be destroyed." Fang Ziye typed, every word sent only after deep contemplation and carving.

Jie Han has grown up, and is no longer that laughing, confident 'research big shot' fellow trainee; the current him has even become somewhat taciturn.

The reason is related to Fang Ziye.

Jie Han did not reply, and Fang Ziye did not wait for his reply either.

After standing up, Fang Ziye moved to the operating table side, meticulously watching Yuan Weihong's operation, even more minutely dissecting the level his basic skills had reached.

The more high-end and exquisite the operation, the more it cannot escape the constraints of basic skills.

Functional reconstruction surgery, especially so; if basic skills are not in place, not solid enough, one can never smoothly and sequentially complete the surgical procedure.

And if the basic skills are in place, and every detail is properly supported, then the surgical prowess will naturally reach the realm it ought to.

Today Fang Ziye did not speak much; after watching for nearly twenty minutes, he returned to the round steel stool beneath the timing panel.

A first-year professional master's student, Lin Fangzhong, a fellow trainee of the same class as Fang Ziye's student Hu Qingyuan, slowly shuffled his steps closer.

While savoring the "high-end" operations of Yuan Weihong on the operating table, his pupils dazed, he asked in a low voice: "Industry Brother, do we still have a chance to mix our way onto the stage now?"

"With my current basic skills, I feel that even in another three years, letting me complete even a single branch of suturing would be difficult."

Suturing technique, originally should be the entry-level basic operation for surgeons to get on stage.

After Lin Fangzhong arrived at the department, he only heard the senior brothers say that in the past, to get on stage to suture, the standard was not as high as it is now.

One only needed to achieve orange peel suturing in the training room, and could be rewarded with a suturing opportunity by the superior.

But now, only by completing skin jelly suturing can one get on stage and be rewarded once.

Fang Ziye looked at the somewhat bewildered Lin Fangzhong, and did not feel he was too young or too distant.

A master's first year, to Fang Ziye, was merely something from five years ago!

At that time, Zhongnan Hospital Trauma Surgery indeed did not have such high requirements for standardized training and professional master's students to get on stage as now, but the Fang Ziye of that time was also still bewildered.

Fang Ziye remembered that back then, he had also asked the then-doctor Sun Shaoqing Senior Brother similar questions.

In the Trauma Surgery basic training room, the suturing technique still consisted of those four tools: rubber skin, orange peel, tofu, skin jelly.

But now the Trauma Surgery special recruitment PhD "training room" passing requirement for suturing technique is still suturing tofu, yet the on-stage suturing requirement has become suturing skin jelly.

This requires the fellow trainees to endure more, or have higher talent.

"You need to run the Emergency Department more, find Zhou Ge to coordinate."

"Emergency surgery, debridement and suturing, is your chance to practice now."

"You also know, even if you were allowed on stage to suture now, you would only become the most key factor dragging down surgical quality."

"It's not to make things difficult for you, just to guarantee surgical quality. This is the bottom line."

"Whether it's mangled extremity limb salvage surgery or mangled extremity postoperative functional reconstruction surgery, functional impairment postoperative functional reconstruction surgery, these are all the first echelon surgical level of our orthopedics department now."

"You've just entered, yet have the chance to directly contact this level of surgical technique, it's actually your luck." Fang Ziye changed the angle of looking at the problem.

"So-called accumulation leads to breakthrough: assuming you can't successfully get into a PhD program after graduation, but you can accumulate the ability to complete tofu suturing during your master's graduation period."

"Then when you go job hunting, you'll have more confidence and advantage than other hospitals' master's students of the same class."

"Your insight, your experience, are comparatively special……"

Lin Fangzhong lightly nodded: "That's right."

"Senior Brother, is our department's current situation somewhat similar to foreign countries' wide entry strict exit?" Lin Fangzhong tried his best to build confidence for himself.

Fang Ziye also nodded: "There's some similarity, but it's not that wide entry strict exit either."

"You don't need to worry about graduation, mainly just learn more technology, including clinical treatment thinking, medication plans, etc."

"Once these things are integrated, when you go work later, you'll feel very relaxed."

"Compared to mangled extremity limb salvage surgery postoperative medical orders, fracture open reduction internal fixation postoperative medical orders, those are too simple."

"Compared to mangled extremity limb salvage surgery intraoperative operations, you'll discover, fracture open reduction internal fixation surgery, is just the local part of surgery you see."

"This is accumulation leads to breakthrough."

Lin Fangzhong is a seven-year program student, his talent is not bad, currently it's also his fourth month officially entering Trauma Surgery for graduate study (entered department in August).

Lin Fangzhong indeed became the low-key student in others' mouths: "Senior Brother, thank you."

Fang Ziye replied: "Practice well, the things Senior Brother I have you practice, definitely all have particular care, just no one else has pointed fingers at you, so you can't make horizontal comparisons."

Lin Fangzhong is also his own direct disciple, is Yuan Weihong's student, Fang Ziye has also specially trained him.

Buzz buzz.

Just as Fang Ziye finished speaking, Jie Han's message arrived.

Jie Han:

"A woman steadfast as a rock, a gentleman unceasingly self-strengthening."

"This isn't gender discrimination."

Fang Ziye finished reading, put the mobile phone directly away.

Lin Fangzhong also saw this message, but looked at it seemingly understanding yet not, silently "crawled" away from Fang Ziye's position, stood among the crowd of master's and PhD students, watching the operating table, eyes bewildered yet holding his own strength……

(Chapter End)