Chapter 719: Broke Out!

The annual meeting's schedule was fixed, proceeding in an orderly fashion from start to finish, without any major upheavals occurring because of anyone's presence.

November 17th, Sunday, 6:00 PM.

After seeing Professor Zhang Yue off at the airport, all task arrangements during the annual meeting were finally concluded!

"Senior Brother Li, let's go, head back." Fang Ziye walked toward Senior Brother Li, who was currently very actively hitting on a young lady.

Li Yuanpei waved his phone at the young lady to say goodbye, shouting, "Beauty, contact me when you're back in Han City."

Meeting Li Yuanpei's turn, Fang Ziye coldly mocked, "Senior Brother Li, what exactly are you doing? Every time you flirt you flirt, but at the critical moment you pull back."

Li Yuanpei's family background was right there; he had always been very flirty.

"Fuck buddies are easy to find, confidants are hard to seek. Ziye, you don't understand us brothers' suffering." Li Yuanpei sighed.

Fang Ziye said, "Your heart is just too flowery, right? That little nurse from the Burn Department last time, didn't you say you loved her dearly too?"

"I heard from Shu Lang that you spent a full two months' effort on her."

Li Yuanpei calmly said, "Yeah, felt her up."

"Then you really are a scumbag." Fang Ziye couldn't evaluate Li Yuanpei, turning to walk downstairs.

Li Yuanpei followed behind Fang Ziye: "Ziye, what do you mean? I didn't do anything wrong, right?"

"If holding hands and watching a movie means taking responsibility, then going to a cinema once means being in debt for a lifetime."

"That girl from the Burn Department isn't honest, she really wants to climb up."

"How so?" Fang Ziye didn't want to use his brain right now, but would have to later after returning; mixing in some gossip to relax in between was pretty good.

"I heard she often goes to a nearby gym for bodybuilding."

"Not working out."

"You know too, a bunch of associate professors and professors go to that gym." Li Yuanpei had quite a few back-channel tidbits.

"So young and already wanting a promotion!"

Fang Ziye froze for a moment upon hearing this, but soon realized.

Not everyone has excellent qualifications and foundation, able to completely crush everything relying solely on their own hard strength.

When personal strength doesn't match ambition, "ideas" beyond improving capability will inevitably breed!

Men accompanying leaders to drink, fawning over industry bigwigs, is also because there are too few spots for women who climb up.

So men's beauty is a relatively barren resource, not easy to grasp and utilize.

Just, Li Yuanpei speaking like this made Fang Ziye think of Xiang Cai and Liao Jia's matters again, inexplicably a bit annoyed.

"That's not something that happens in a day or two either. Wouldn't it have been better if you'd bailed early?" Fang Ziye asked.

Li Yuanpei puffed out his chest at this moment: "So, I sorted out her three views for her, after completing the education closed loop, I withdrew."

"I summarized: she doesn't actually want a promotion, she just wants money, not particularly vicious ill intentions."

Zhongnan Hospital's recruitment education baseline for nurses is undergraduate; junior college is impossible to be recruited, and there's also a requirement for decent looks.

The little nurse just started working, having more thoughts is nothing much.

And compared to older associate professors, Li Yuanpei being a current PhD student, young and wealthy, most people know how to choose.

"Haven't taken a fancy to a few people?" Fang Ziye asked.

"There are, Xie Xiao from Rheumatology and Immunology counts as one, your wife Luo Tingzhu counts as one, but others simply look down on someone like me!" Li Yuanpei answered quite bluntly.

Of course, Li Yuanpei immediately explained: "But Ziye, you mustn't misunderstand. Since Tingzhu got together with you, I've never had any improper thoughts, never done anything overstepping."

"In guarding the bottom line, I've never crossed the thunder pool half a step."

A graceful lady, a gentleman's good match.

Luo Tingzhu is very excellent, also very beautiful, many people like her, having a few admirers in her own department is very normal.

Fang Ziye wouldn't get jealous because of this; otherwise, the objects Luo Tingzhu should be jealous of would be even more.

Not mentioning the little nurses and unmarried nurses in Trauma Surgery and Orthopedics, just some newly promoted female doctors in the surgical system, female PhD students in the hospital, quite a few people found Fang Ziye's contact info from various corners and contacted him.

But Fang Ziye also very calmly threw his email account and password to Luo Tingzhu; Luo Tingzhu would occasionally pick these emails to play with.

Fang Ziye remembered, roughly July this year, someone learned Fang Ziye's phone number and then crazily harassed him, and then was warned.

"Mm, if you put it that way, it is indeed a bit difficult."

"Senior Sister Xie Xiao has always been Tingzhu's goddess. I'm not clear on her family situation, but just the pocket money your parents can give you won't attract her." Fang Ziye said.

Xie Xiao is the genius girl of Rheumatology and Immunology, currently still a physician at this hospital; every year the research rewards she gets reach a level ordinary people can't even dream of.

A saying goes well: if you earn a million a year, chasing a girl earning fifty or sixty thousand, just throwing money works. But if you want to chase one earning five or six hundred thousand, throwing money works the least.

Even, a girl's salary can pass the subsistence line, reach comfort; ordinary money can't move her at all, only throwing more.

If the other party also has a special skill, the requirements are even higher.

"Exactly!"

"But you have to practice, what if one day luck is good and you succeed through effort?"

"If you let these skills go to waste, you won't be able to seize the opportunity even if you have one." Li Yuanpei's thinking was very unconventional.

Fang Ziye was annoyed, thumbs up: "You're fucking chasing girls now to prepare for chasing the one you really want to chase later?"

"Then you're really something."

Li Yuanpei said: "This is called being prepared without worry, don't miss a good opportunity."

Fang Ziye's mouth corner twitched, meaningfully: "These words 'don't miss a good chick', seems like many people could use them."

Li Yuanpei stunned for a moment, over ten seconds later, sudden realization.

Pupils widened.

"Holy shit, Ziye your driving skills have gone up several bench levels..." Li Yuanpei hurriedly caught up.

"Drive to my place and chat?"

"We haven't hung out alone in a long time, let's have a few drinks." Fang Ziye invited in the airport parking lot.

Li Yuanpei said, "I'm not like you, I can't drive people around."

"Our department doesn't have any special cars for pick-up and drop-off, I need to hitch a ride back with you."

Fang Ziye only knew Li Yuanpei had bought a car, and a luxury one at that, so he didn't react in time to the fact that Li Yuanpei also takes cabs to give people rides.

"Then get in the car..."

On the way, the two didn't discuss any key issues, mostly flirty talk.

After parking in the community, the two bought some braised dishes nearby and went upstairs; Fang Ziye's home had ice beer stocked.

After arriving home, Fang Ziye sent a message in the group chat saying there were still some matters, the video conference would be temporarily delayed by one hour.

The others in the group chat didn't ask much about why.

"Yuanpei, I need to consult you on something. Help me think of a solution." Fang Ziye took the initiative to ask, and after pouring Li Yuanpei a full glass of wine, he told Li Yuanpei the whole story about Liao Jia.

Upon hearing this, Li Yuanpei's face instantly fell: "Damn, how am I supposed to break this deadlock?"

"Professor Liao Jia has money, looks, experience, and status; he finally found a game he wanted to play seriously, and it was ruined by your wife and your wife's friend's Holy Mother complex."

"If we really go by Professor Liao's logic, there are plenty of pitiful people like this in the world, why does it have to be his place that gets torn down?"

Fang Ziye said, "What can I do? Things have already become like this."

"Tingzhu, my wife!"

"Chen Xixian, her pocket money alone is more than your entire family's assets combined; Professor Liao Jia's wealth isn't even worth a glance in her eyes."

"Who can I send to apologize to Professor Liao?"

Li Yuanpei said, "For this matter, I estimate an apology won't work either."

"Liao Jia is just too used to being idle! ~"

"Currently, aside from him letting it go himself, there is no other solution whatsoever."

"Don't come to me, I can't handle this kind of person."

Li Yuanpei's family background was extraordinary, his grandpa also counted as having some financial power, so he had a certain understanding of Liao Jia's financial strength.

Reality isn't the internet, where everyone earns a million a year and has a net worth over a hundred million.

To say something unpleasant, if Liao Jia wanted to lie flat and put large deposits in the bank, he could beat ninety percent, or even more, of ordinary people.

"If you can't handle it then you can't handle it, Nie Mingxian also said he can't handle it either."

"Yuanpei, let me ask you one more thing, you're closer to Master, me helping Professor Han with this matter, does he have any other thoughts in his heart?" After the annual meeting ended, Fang Ziye's vision naturally had to slightly converge back.

Family matters are the big matters.

Deng Yong definitely wouldn't dare say on the surface that Fang Ziye helping Han Yuanxiao was 'pretending to be big-bellied', but who knows what he'd say in private, Fang Ziye couldn't be sure.

But Fang Ziye believed Li Yuanpei had no need to deceive him.

Even if there were grudges, they weren't serious, and could still be made up for.

Li Yuanpei shook his head: "Ziye, you asking this is even more purely overthinking. When Professor Han Yuanxiao was Department Director, although his philosophy clashed with Master's."

"But that was born of position, it doesn't mean Professor Han Yuanxiao as a person is very bad."

"Before Professor Han became a professor, he always followed Master!"

"Master also mentioned a few times that he feels you're doing quite well, you can distinguish clearly who are family people. Not like Liu Huanglong, with excessive love and hate."

Although everyone appreciates Liu Huanglong's boldness, directly taking the opportunity to sweep away several professors of Hand Surgery in one go, this matter was really done ruthlessly enough.

It was said to be an unavoidable matter.

"The several professors of Hand Surgery touched both red lines of economic issues and bottom-line issues, and it didn't have much to do with Professor Liu."

"At most one can only say Liu Huanglong didn't use his own connections to plead for them."

"Originally Hand Surgery treated Liu Huanglong like that, yet Professor Liu Huanglong still went to help plead for them, isn't that purely a Holy Mother heart?" Fang Ziye's impression of Liu Huanglong was still not bad.

Liu Huanglong himself is an ordinary person, he only has talent, everything else he mixed his way up through himself.

Being able to get his father-in-law's promotion, that's also because he himself is capable enough.

Otherwise, Old Mount Tai's excessive dominance has crushed who knows how many ordinary sons-in-law.

After clinking glasses with Fang Ziye, Li Yuanpei said: "Ziye, you should think of a way to establish your own workstation."

"Otherwise always being like this, hitting east and west, however you look at it it's loser-ish! ~"

Li Yuanpei was referring to Fang Ziye currently outsourcing many research projects.

Because Zhongnan Hospital Trauma Surgery only has this many usable people, they fundamentally can't keep up with Fang Ziye's output speed, so Fang Ziye can only outsource projects to cooperate with other hospitals' teams.

Some famous professors all have their own work groups or famous doctor studios, Li Yuanpei suggested Fang Ziye could also reference this model.

Fang Ziye shook his head lightly: "I currently don't plan to establish a workstation! ~"

"Why?" Li Yuanpei put down his beer mug, blinked, revealing doubt from inside out.

"Because it's unnecessary." Fang Ziye replied.

"What unnecessary? How is it unnecessary? Let me tell you." Li Yuanpei still wanted to analyze it for Fang Ziye.

But seeing Fang Ziye's expression calm, seemingly smiling yet not, he swallowed the rest of his words back.

"Brother, although I'm worse than you, I should unconditionally trust you, but I still want you to give me a sufficient reason."

"Otherwise, I feel I can't figure it out, and you also know my future direction of effort, I can't do other proper things, I just think about these empty-headed things."

"This is my work." Li Yuanpei said.

Li Yuanpei planned to take the specialized administrative route, then Fang Ziye this super thigh of Orthopedics is the most main core of his current work.

"The main purpose of establishing a workstation is nothing more than to make a name for oneself, or to let one's ideas bloom simultaneously."

"But the ultimate purpose is nothing more than letting one's philosophy land clearly."

Fang Ziye analyzed very precisely: "But the path I walk is relatively wild, so I can skip this step."

"The specific reason, you have to wait until I feel I can tell you before I can say."

"Or rather, before you've been recognized by them, I can't tell you why."

A workstation is a workstation, but can a workstation compare to a formal sanatorium research institute?

The Enshi Yangyuan built under Dean Chen Song's entrustment aims to concentrate strength to strike outward; what he strikes for has never been domestic fame.

After Fang Ziye went through there once, upon returning he kept thinking about going after other professors, or competing firepower with other academicians.

Fang Ziye might as well go knock his head against a block of tofu, then go apply for neurasthenia in Neurology, take leave and resign on the spot, and just wait until he's paid enough social security to collect a pension.

Li Yuanpei's expression was slightly disappointed: "So?"

"Dean Chen and them still don't think much of me?"

Li Yuanpei has also been to Enshi Yangyuan, but as a member of Fang Ziye's team; he only hung around in a few separate laboratories, the other laboratories were all off-limits.

Luo Tingzhu is the same now; only Liao Jia can go walk through other laboratories, Nie Mingxian's current area is also very fixed.

The sanatorium is an extremely snobbish place.

"Not for the time being, but Senior Brother Li, don't be discouraged either. You have to think, who did Dean Chen Song used to serve?"

"To put it bluntly, Dean Chen Song is originally one of this circle's people; if he really wanted to get angry, he could drag things out and directly shake down Professor Duan Hong or our hospital's Dean Wang — at most it would be a bit troublesome."

"Unless they can be flawless." Fang Ziye comforted.

Li Yuanpei's expression cleared with realization, he nodded: "That's true enough."

"Compared to Director Liang and Director Song and them, I indeed still lack a lot of seasoning."

When Li Yuanpei went to Enshi, he encountered former Yangyuan Logistics Support Department Director Liang, and also witnessed the current Logistics Support Department Director Song Libo.

The way they arrange affairs is truly orderly and systematic, far more proper than Li Yuanpei's wild-road methods.

"Hey, let's not talk about this anymore." Li Yuanpei suddenly shook his head.

Then asked: "Let's talk practicalities, Ziye, what do you plan to do about that patient in the department who's borrowing influence to kick up a fuss?"

Hearing this, Fang Ziye directly bumped fists with Li Yuanpei first.

"I haven't figured out how to handle it yet; the surgery was done by my Master! At that time I was indeed in the operating room too." Fang Ziye said.

The patient Li Yuanpei spoke of is the one who lost his temper in the department this Friday; he had functional reconstruction surgery last Thursday, felt his recovery wasn't as good as others', so he lost his temper.

He started lashing out at Yuan Weihong for poor technique.

His background isn't small either; although not a launch-day player, he's close to one, and his position before retirement was not low.

"Looks like we can only use the old method after all." Li Yuanpei shook his head.

Then asked: "Ziye, when you were at the sanatorium before, did you encounter more of this type? Flying off the handle at the drop of a hat?"

Zhongnan Hospital's Trauma Surgery currently has truly excellent patient quality.

Haven't encountered that kind of deadbeat patient in a long time, but the problems that come along are also many.

Especially after Fang Ziye returned to work, quite a few people came specifically for his reputation.

Informed consent talks and signatures go especially smoothly, but as long as the surgical outcome fails to satisfy them, or there's a relative gap, someone will kick up a fuss.

Then start questioning each lead surgeon.

This isn't Yuan Weihong's first time, nor the first person.

Even Professor Gong Jiahe's newly arrived group had someone pointing at Gong Jiahe and scolding: No ability to snatch a damn surgery?

I came for Professor Fang, what are you blindly mixing in for?

Talked, signed, agreed.

But still scold.

"Not that many either; the sanatorium's patients, the sanatorium is responsible for order — before arrival, everything's already agreed that consequences are the sanatorium's responsibility."

"The clinical team only needs to be responsible for fine management treatment; subsequent troubles and such are all handled by the sanatorium's administrative departments."

"So no conflicts really appeared." Fang Ziye shook his head.

"These people, why do they only think about comparing with others, can't they just compare their own pre-op and post-op?" Fang Ziye had a splitting headache.

Not saying his surgery failed; it actually succeeded — impossible to leave the OR without improvement.

But pre-op everyone's condition may be the same, post-op recovery situations differ.

Surgeries where Fang Ziye is lead surgeon have somewhat better surgical quality than those led by others.

If patients aren't the nitpicking type, they're very satisfied with such improvement; just afraid of encountering those who nitpick, even mutually compare — those 'old hooligans'!

Who knows, at such an advanced age, how they still have such strong competitive spirit, as if even piling a heap of shit they have to compare whose pile is higher.

The patient in the department scolded Yuan Weihong precisely because he compared with his 'patient friend' who walked faster, and he lost.

Others scolded coward eggs, saying he's old and afraid of pain so he doesn't dare exercise.

The old man secretly exercises; the department people see it and of course stop him, and explain to the old man that everyone is individualized, must exercise according to their own actual situation.

Old man refuses, so the duty doctor called Qin Geluo to explain, saying his situation is different, exercise must be slower, and frankly post-op rehabilitation effect certainly won't be as good as others.

Old man blew up, asked clearly that his lead surgeon was Yuan Weihong, his friend's lead surgeon was Fang Ziye, then started losing his temper...

Li Yuanpei said: "So you see, our hospital's level is still too low, fundamentally can't suppress this kind of patient throwing a tantrum."

"In the future, patients of this level, it's better to admit fewer."

"Look at the day before yesterday, although we came out for a meeting, Associate Professor Xie was still called over; heard the vice president and president both went to explain in person."

"Past midnight, Teacher Yuan also went back to explain face-to-face."

"But the weekend was still noisy."

"If this keeps up, in the future Ziye your work will only get busier; if everyone designates you as lead surgeon, our department won't be able to operate normally." Li Yuanpei said.

Li Yuanpei also knows Fang Ziye's ability is better than the other professors, but Fang Ziye is only one person after all; how many surgeries can he do in a day?

Pre-op they've all told hospitalized patients who the lead surgeon will be; if unwilling, they can leave.

But this kind of person, pre-op notification is useless.

Just encounter a few, and it affects a whole batch of patients' moods; they discuss in the department: our lead surgeon still isn't Fang Ziye, what to do?

Anyway they're already admitted, might as well wait...

The department's surgical volume would plummet, and the turnover rate simply wouldn't budge at all.

Making it so some patients willing to accept not top-tier results but still see major quality-of-life improvements couldn't get admitted.

"This kind of thing I'm not suited to step forward for — after all, the fact that I wasn't lead surgeon at the time is a settled matter."

"And I can't deliberately lower surgical quality when I'm lead surgeon just to balance the department's rumors."

Li Yuanpei said: "That goes without saying."

"During treatment, everyone does their utmost — no one wants to pin a 'didn't contribute' label on themselves."

"It's just Teacher Yuan who suffers."

"Can't even measure up to his own student — those words really hurt."

"Although I heard the duty doctor say Teacher Yuan was still smiling and chatting with the patient and family at the time, you could tell he was really hurting inside."

To sum it up, this phenomenon is exactly 'not fearing scarcity, but fearing inequality!'

"So the single medical group in the sanatorium works pretty well."

"No horizontal comparison exists." Fang Ziye said.

Back at the sanatorium, there was only Fang Ziye's one trauma surgery group — all surgeries were personally led by Fang Ziye!

Even if someone wanted practice, Fang Ziye went up.

But at Zhongnan Hospital, Fang Ziye can't possibly do everyone's surgeries — he hasn't even touched Professor Gong Jiahe's and Professor Peng Long's patients.

This creates horizontal comparison —

As long as Fang Ziye participates, even with functional differences, it can still be explained as Fang Ziye having done his best — that's just how you are.

But same specialty, different groups — that kind of perfunctory excuse doesn't work.

What Li Yuanpei mainly talked about wasn't actually Yuan Weihong's matter.

But the predicament and embarrassment Peng Long Associate Professor and Professor Gong Jiahe currently face.

Peng Long Associate Professor is one thing — he's just an associate professor — but Professor Gong Jiahe is a nationally renowned big-name professor.

"Let's talk more when we get to the department tomorrow……"

"Yuanpei, come, drink a few more sips — once you're done I have to work again." Fang Ziye urged.

"Work yourself to death, you dog of a prodigal."

"Damn it, already this excellent and still competing — compete my ass." Li Yuanpei resentfully.

This Fang Ziye leaves no way for anyone else to survive.

Fang Ziye only smiled without answering.

Plenty of people compete — more are afraid that even if they compete they can't move the needle, not afraid of competing……

Today's meeting was actually just a kickoff — planning the second batch of expanded clinical pilot units and the persons in charge of regional clinical trial safety certification!

The second batch of clinical pilots will expand from the previous twenty hospitals to forty-eight.

Distributed nationwide!

This way, Fang Ziye and company can't possibly cover everything even flying all over — so they can only partially delegate supervisory authority.

Trust those you employ; don't employ those you doubt.

Originally pilot units needed to recommend a professor to sit in supervising clinical trial regularity.

Fang Ziye also has to apply to the Ministry of Science and Technology and the National Health Commission to have them dispatch the local Science and Technology Department and Health Commission for dual supervision.

At the same time, Fang Ziye will find several local Bone Disease Academic Committees — uninvolved peers without interest disputes — to supervise.

And Fang Ziye will also send people to contact "acquaintances" at each local clinical pilot.

These acquaintances, the sanatorium's Logistics Department says they can assist with arrangements.

This forms four-way supervision — if any side reports a 'variable' to Fang Ziye's side, he can report upward to halt the local clinical pilot!

The benefit of this arrangement is that even if local hospital people contact local peers, they shouldn't be able to assimilate the people dispatched from the sanatorium.

If they all get assimilated and no shenanigans are found, then a scandal blows up later.

Then Fang Ziye can only eat the loss.

Currently, the maximum resources Fang Ziye can mobilize are just these.

But it shouldn't come to that — this project was recommended by several Orthopedics academicians, filed with the Ministry of Science and Technology, National Natural Science Foundation, and Health Commission — who'd dare mess around?

Moreover, Fang Ziye and company will re-screen special values later — all trial participants, all data must be collected.

If special situations are discovered, those special data will be cleaned out.

Liao Jia appeared in the video conference, listening quietly without a word, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Although Liao Jia wasn't wearing a long face, everyone knew he was very unhappy.

Nie Mingxian wanted to smooth the atmosphere: "Liao Jia, any other thoughts?"

"There's already four-way supervision now."

Liao Jia shook his head, tone not rushed: "I do things without expressing opinions — I follow leadership's arrangements."

Finished speaking, Liao Jia glanced at his watch: "It's already 11:23 now."

"Anything else to discuss? If not, meeting adjourned."

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, no one daring to speak — especially Luo Tingzhu, she was also reticent in today's meeting, besides giving opinions she hardly dared laugh.

Although she has some qualifications, ultimately her personal accumulation and experience can't compare to Liao Jia.

Liao Jia has mixed in Jingdu, and is already a real associate professor — temperament, image management, mature who knows how many times more than this "young girl" Luo Tingzhu.

Real authority bearing down — that's not something you can fake.

"Nothing else. You all go ahead and leave."

"Liao Ge, don't hang up yet — I want to chat with you." Fang Ziye said.

Liao Jia didn't wait for others to disconnect, just refused: "Ziye, nothing to chat about. Adjourned — I still have to go play."

"Can't be working all the time, though."

"That's it, hanging up now."

"Even 996 gets one day off."

Liao Jia finished speaking, and the screen went dark.

Jie Han, Lan Tianluo, and the others turned off their screens one after another.

And they sent Fang Ziye soothing messages in succession; Nie Mingxian also sent one: "Liao Jia's still fuming, Ziye, don't take it to heart. I'm slowly getting through to him."

Luo Tingzhu felt a bit aggrieved, and also some regret: "Senior Brother, Professor Liao looks like he's really leaving."

"I heard from Big Brother Nie Mingxian that Professor Liao is currently winding down the lab's research lines; aside from those related to vascular reconstruction, he's no longer involved in any of them."

"Before, Professor Song Ding of the Human Disease Animal Model Resource Group even invited Professor Liao over for a chat, but now Professor Liao doesn't go anymore."

The Military Region Yangyuan's Research Area is divided into many groups.

The Human Disease Animal Model Resource Bank headed by Professor Song Ding is an extremely, extremely important group; the first time Fang Ziye went to the Yangyuan, the animal bone tumor hk2 knockout model he made was done in the experimental area under Professor Song Ding.

But at that time, Fang Ziye couldn't get in touch with a Leading Figure like Professor Song Ding; the ones he dealt with were a batch of professors and associate professors led by Professor Song Ding.

"Senior Brother, did I do something wrong?"

"I shouldn't have told Chen Xixian about Xiang Cai." Luo Tingzhu started to struggle.

What Luo Tingzhu didn't say was that she didn't know Liao Jia's temper was this big.

Fang Ziye said: "This matter isn't about right or wrong; it's just different personal views and ideologies."

"You don't need to overthink it; apologizing now won't help, and it can't be undone."

"Even if you and Chen Xixian sent Xiang Cai back, Liao Jia wouldn't be happy, and it would truly hurt Xiang Cai."

"So, once something is done, it leaves a trace; we have to accept it, and can only bear all the consequences."

Luo Tingzhu said: "Then if Professor Liao really leaves, what about the animal experimental models?"

"Finding a similar talent would be far too hard; anyone else with Professor Liao's caliber definitely can't be poached."

Talents like Luo Tingzhu, Lan Tianluo, Jie Han, Nie Mingxian — which one is easy to poach?

If they were easy to poach, these people would've left long ago; why would they stay with Fang Ziye?

"It's fine, Tingzhu; the car reaches the mountain, there will be a path."

"You also don't need to blame yourself excessively. Just sometimes you need to learn to think from other people's perspectives."

"You're certainly not wrong, but what Liao Jia thinks isn't wrong either."

【266】 "Let's not talk about this anymore." Fang Ziye comforted, his tone even carrying a hint of doting.

"Let's not talk about this anymore." Fang Ziye comforted, his tone also carrying a hint of pampering.

Liao Jia left; Fang Ziye's heart surely ached, but not to the point of letting the team's stent fall apart; just that from now on Fang Ziye couldn't be as carefree as now, and must step up to shoulder more positions.

"Okay, Senior Brother." Luo Tingzhu's mood was also a bit low.

It wasn't that she didn't feel she'd done nothing wrong; it was just that after doing it, she had some gain-and-loss anxiety, after all this matter directly affected Fang Ziye and the whole team.

If it only affected her personally, Liao Jia losing his temper at her, she'd feel it was fine.

But Liao Jia wasn't that boring, even disdained doing such vulgar things.

"Go shower and sleep first; give Professor Liao time to calm down, and give Chen Xixian time to calm down; best not to let them come into contact."

"Otherwise the mess will only get bigger."

"Chen Xixian and Liao Jia's identity positionings are different; they can't talk it out."

"Of course, Tingzhu, if Chen Xixian insists on going to find Liao Jia, you also don't deliberately intercept in between."

"You can't control it either; perhaps, if they vent at each other, their emotions will get relief."

"Right? Your purpose wasn't to harm Liao Jia, nor to harm Xiang Cai; it's just that when we encountered the situation, our approaches to solving the problem differed." Fang Ziye patiently comforted.

Luo Tingzhu nodded; the gain-and-loss emotions eased slightly.

The old her, any problem encountered could be left unhandled or handled violently; she'd never encountered such a dilemma of being caught between two sides, so had no experience to reference.

At this point, anyone she could call out couldn't untangle this bureau. She herself couldn't either.

Connections no good, intellect no good, wealth no good.

Fang Ziye also no good.

Then can only let nature take its course!

This lesson, she'll take with Fang Ziye together, experience together.

……

November 18.

Morning.

Yuan Weihong was still smiling away in the Director's Office waiting for Fang Ziye to drink tea, eat breakfast.

"Master." Fang Ziye buttoned his white coat, walked in respectfully.

"Here! ~ You're quite early today." Yuan Weihong raised his wrist to check his watch; it was only 7:19.

"Master, you came even earlier than me." Fang Ziye said.

Yuan Weihong's life is also very regular; every morning he goes running.

"I don't stay up late like you at night; when I call meetings, at most they go to ten thirty." Yuan Weihong said with slight connotation.

Yuan Weihong can't even remember when was the last time he summoned Fang Ziye into the research group for a meeting.

But it's just like this; a kid who can't be allowed bottom shouldn't be constrained.

The kids who need to be allowed bottom themselves, Yuan Weihong still has to be responsible to the end.

"Master, that patient in the department, actually doesn't need to be managed."

"He's just not recovering well enough." Fang Ziye smiled comfortingly, sat down, and conveniently picked up his own teacup.

Yuan Weihong had long prepared tea for himself, so Fang Ziye didn't deliberately say more polite words.

"Master isn't exactly wavering between gain and loss; he's just recalling what kind of pressure you'd face when you went to the Military Region Yangyuan alone before."

"Most of us only saw the glory on you — including your master, me."

"But occasionally, when I think about it carefully, I feel you were a bit rash."

"Thinking back now, I'm afraid you must have faced a lot of pressure too, right?" Yuan Weihong's gaze held some heartache.

Yuan Weihong had already done his best to keep his own matters from affecting Fang Ziye's mood, from affecting Fang Ziye's future.

But Yuan Weihong couldn't be that perfect either; him not telling Fang Ziye about this didn't mean Fang Ziye could never know.

"Master, it was quite a hard road."

"The Yangyuan — sounds high-end, but it's actually an even stricter private company system: up or out!"

"They chase people out cleanly and efficiently too."

Fang Ziye said: "Of course, the Yangyuan was also pretty bold; you'd just arrived and they gave you great treatment, and dared to give you a chance."

"If you seized it you moved up; if you didn't, you came back down and out."

"Actually that's good too, very clean and efficient."

"Basically you'd know the result in a few months!"

The Yangyuan doesn't delay other people's careers; on the contrary, they're willing to silently give you a gilded experience.

But the length of that gilded experience, only you yourself can grasp.

Except for National Treasure Doctor-level professors like Professor Gong Jiahe who can have relatively stable long contracts, everyone else — if they want to stay, it's either by luck or by growth.

For instance, this October, Professor Lin Qiaoshan from the Provincial People's Hospital also left the Yangyuan, replaced by another professor leading the group.

For example, Professor Du Donglin from Hand Surgery is also about to return to Yucheng Military Medical University...

"If you just stay in Zhongnan, you'll find it pretty good here — ample patient source, sounds decent when you say it outside, and even back in your hometown you'd count as a relatively accomplished person within ten miles and eight villages."

"But once you step out of Zhongnan, you'll discover — Zhongnan Hospital is actually this small."

"The closer you get to the top circles, the more it's like a pyramid — fewer seats, but the vision gets better."

"Just breaking through is very difficult." Yuan Weihong's voice was very light.

Before, when he told Fang Ziye these things, he was painting cakes — he hadn't experienced it himself.

Now, when he tells Fang Ziye these things, he's guessing — he still hasn't experienced it himself.

"Master, it's all in the past; now, at least we've both broken through, haven't we?" Fang Ziye replied lightly.

"That's right." Yuan Weihong nodded.

Just then, a knock sounded on the Director's Office door.

Outside, Li Yuanpei's voice could be heard persuading: "Old Master Guo, calm down, Professor Yuan and Professor Fang might not have come to work yet at this moment."

"If you really have something to say, wait until ward rounds, or after ward rounds, okay?"

"Look at you — your legs and feet are so inconvenient right now."

The old man's voice was still fairly calm at this moment: "I want to see Director Yuan and Professor Fang."

Fang Ziye had long since stood up and come to the Director's Office doorway, and twisted open the Director's Office door.

Then he locked eyes with the old man.

The old man was quite old, nearing eighty; though his body was still sturdy, his eyes had weathered no small amount of wind and frost, hair and beard nearly white.

"Hello, Old Master Guo." Fang Ziye knew his name, a smile curling his mouth corner.

The old man looked at Fang Ziye, then at Yuan Weihong in the office, and said: "I'm sorry, Professor Fang, Professor Yuan, giving you trouble."

"Hope I didn't disturb your work!"

Hearing this, Yuan Weihong froze completely, didn't react at all.

But he quickly recovered from his rooted stance: "No no, Old Master Guo, your whip is our motivation to move forward."

"It's just very regrettable that our technical level and surgery couldn't satisfy you."

Old Master Guo didn't say more; after this one apology, he turned and walked away accompanied by his family.

Leaving Yuan Weihong and Li Yuanpei looking at each other in blank dismay, then turning their gazes toward Fang Ziye's direction.

Very obviously, Old Master Guo's attitude change before and after definitely had an influencing factor.

The factor was definitely right before their eyes.

(Chapter End)