Chapter 730

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

Gu Junfeng's "big picture" routine didn't work on Fang Ziye; instead, Fang Ziye very directly pulled open the fig leaf.

Currently, after specialty refinement, the principle upheld by emergency consultations is each sweeps the snow in front of their own door.

Fang Ziye has served as Chief Resident; this lesson was taught to him by the Hospital.

Gu Junfeng's gaze turned sinister for three seconds, then dissipated: "Professor Fang's meaning is, now the patient's family isn't pursuing responsibility, Professor Fang wants to act as a referee, insisting on determining a right and wrong?"

"And even specially pin a shit basin on our General Surgery."

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Professor Gu needn't put any hat on me either; as a Surgeon, even when opening an incision and seeing bleeding, the instinctive reaction is hemostasis, not investigating the specific cause of bleeding! ~"

"Could it be that the principle upheld by Professor Gu's General Surgery differs from our Trauma Surgery?"

Trauma Surgery and Vascular Surgery involve many massive hemorrhage emergencies; when receiving such emergencies, hemostasis is the first priority.

Investigating the specific cause of bleeding can be completed after hemostasis is achieved.

Even if the Orthopedics operation really had a loophole, you could simply clamp the femoral artery with a Hemostat and let the Vascular Surgery and Trauma Surgery people find the cause themselves.

You still flipped open the suture line to look?

This logic doesn't hold up at all.

Zhan Zhongyuan knew now was the moment he had to speak up and explain; a Deputy Chief Physician was pursuing his responsibility, if he didn't explain, he'd have no chance to explain: "The situation was urgent at the time, I didn't think that much."

"The instant I saw bleeding, my instinctive thought was it couldn't be a suture problem, maybe I looked wrong."

"So I went to check the suture point."

"Doctor Wang, you were also on site at the time, we saw a hematoma at the first time, right?" Zhan Zhongyuan hurriedly appealed to Wang Qiang for help.

Vascular Surgery is a subspecialty of General Surgery, sharing the same breath and connected branches with Gastrointestinal Surgery.

But very obviously Zhan Zhongyuan underestimated Fang Ziye's close ties with Vascular Surgery; Wang Qiang, while watching the patient being pushed out of the Operating Room, said: "There was a local hematoma at the time, but no active bleeding."

Wang Qiang didn't embellish, just spoke the truth.

Gu Junfeng glanced sharply at Wang Qiang upon hearing this: "A hematoma isn't bleeding?"

Tang Xiaoping, seeing Gu Junfeng pressuring his own department's Wang Qiang, also interjected: "Bleeding and active bleeding are two concepts, Professor Gu has no need to teach our Vascular Surgery a basic theory class."

"Professor Fang, you just say, how do you want to handle it? Do you want to be a referee, make a scene of this, go explain the specific situation to the patient's family?"

"Then go down the Medical Dispute path?" Gu Junfeng turned his head and questioned.

Hearing this phrasing, Zheng Jiong immediately said: "Professor Gu, don't get Angry either, we're just reviewing this surgery, to Solve Problem, not to create conflict."

Gu Junfeng said: "The problem is already Solved, you Professor Fang insist on bringing it up! ~"

"The patient's surgery is already over, transferred to ICU, the patient's life-and-death gate is past, what the hell are you bringing up?"

"Acting like you're some saint."

Gu Junfeng purely wants to smooth things over; in this situation, he must step forward to protect Zhan Zhongyuan.

Fang Ziye just looked at Gu Junfeng, gaze burning.

Gu Junfeng, being stared at by Fang Ziye, his gaze sharpened, but quickly flickered away.

"Which level does Professor Gu want to step forward and handle this at?! ~" Fang Ziye asked very directly.

Gu Junfeng's Chin twitched slightly: "Handle what handle?"

"Right now, handling it privately is one level, calling Trauma Surgery and Gastrointestinal Surgery to handle it is another level, Orthopedics and General Surgery reasoning is one level, inviting the Provincial Health Commission to handle it is a third level."

"Professor Gu, pick one." Fang Ziye said.

"You?! ~" Gu Junfeng looked Fang Ziye up and down, didn't expect Fang Ziye to be this strong; this Zhan Zhongyuan really stirred up a hornet's nest today.

"The New Campus just opened for use, today is only the first day, is it necessary for you to blow things up this big?"

"Is there Meaning saying all this now? Is the patient dead or what?"

"Or does Professor Fang feel that a suture complication is an Insult/Humiliate to you, that you've never had a single Loophole in your life?"

Fang Ziye shook his head: "No one can go a Lifetime without Loopholes, without Misdiagnosis, without Strength Not Match Heart."

"I'm no exception."

"However, one code returns to one code; if it truly is my insufficient capability, is all errors caused by my arrogance, I'll Undertake it myself, I'll also Recognize it."

"But the shit basin, I won't accept."

"At worst I take off this White Coat and quit, I still won't accept it, this is my Attitude! ~"

"Professor Gu, hurry up and pick one! ~ Time's not early either."

"If you don't pick, I'll directly call our department's Director Deng. Let him go talk to Professor Qian Zhong! ~"

"I'm only waiting for one answer; if you keep muddying the waters, I'll just leave directly." Fang Ziye was very strong.

This kind of matter must be crushed to death, crush every possible sign at the bud.

Negotiations between specialties can have Human Relations, but cannot have this kind of 'Backstabbing', and even less can we let others think Orthopedics is easy to bully.

Everyone speaks nicely and negotiates, you help me I help you, everyone works together yet still can't Rescue, Responsibility can be shared.

But you privately drag me down, this belongs to the most direct character issue.

Gu Junfeng didn't speak, Fang Ziye then turned and left, picked up his Mobile Phone, head down, started scrolling through the Contact List.

Zheng Jiong and the others didn't help speak!

Because in this situation, no one can stop Fang Ziye from suffering Grievance and calling a Parent.

Fang Ziye's age is after all right here, Associate Professor is Associate Professor, but thirty years old is also thirty years old.

Precisely the age to crazily call Parents; after all, his teacher is also just right that year.

"Wait—!" Gu Junfeng reached out and stopped Fang Ziye.

If this matter really escalated into a feud between two specialties, the final outcome would be extremely serious.

After all, specialties must consider unity among departments; those who stab colleagues in the back, if not directly fired, are guaranteed not to be promoted for years.

No two sub-specialties would fall out over an individual.

A hospital is a team; a team needs consultations, consultations need connections, and connections are interpersonal relationships.

Interpersonal relationships between specialties can never deteriorate, nor can they deteriorate because of an individual.

Even if Fang Ziye and the Bone Disease Specialty make a scene, Trauma Surgery and the Bone Disease Department remain brothers with broken bones still connected by tendons, still presenting a united front externally.

"Professor Fang, speak—what do you want to do?"

"Director Zheng, Professor Tang is right here. Give me a way out, leave a path to survival." Gu Junfeng knew Fang Ziye was currently young and vigorous, and still needed to establish his authority.

Zhan Zhongyuan happened to run into bad luck, offending this evil star.

And Fang Ziye happened to be the very strong-willed type; smoothing things over didn't work.

Fang Ziye said: "Professor Gu handles it himself; I only wait for the outcome."

"But I must wait until the outcome."

"Incidentally, the nature of this matter can be big or small; your department lacks Hand Surgery professionals, so not understanding our Hand Surgery-specific suture technique is understandable."

"If it truly was because the suture thread gave way and ruptured the vessel, its cutting tension would not be a vertical cross-section!"

Fang Ziye naturally wouldn't say how to handle it; handling Gu Junfeng is Gastrointestinal Surgery's internal affairs.

Fang Ziye only has personnel suggestion rights for Trauma Surgery, not even disposal authority; Fang Ziye wouldn't act hot-headed on this kind of thing.

However, Fang Ziye is Orthopedics' Associate Professor, representing the entire Orthopedics Department; asking you for an explanation is perfectly normal.

Fang Ziye believed that if Lan Tianluo of Orthopedics did this to General Surgery, what awaited him, Fang Ziye, would also be Gu Junfeng's waiting for a response!

Zheng Jiong was more worried Fang Ziye would lose his temper and raise "violation" demands; now hearing Fang Ziye only wanted Gu Junfeng to handle it, he said: "Professor Gu, Professor Fang's proposal is reasonable."

"Escalating this matter isn't good either."

"After all?"

Zheng Jiong didn't pursue accountability against Zhan Zhongyuan; this patient's shock was due to his relatively limited capability, not insufficient effort, nor negligence.

Even without involving Orthopedics, had he encountered a retroperitoneal hematoma, the patient would most likely still have gone into shock.

Gu Junfeng's gaze sank; Zhan Zhongyuan at his side had dead-fish eyes, head drooping.

"Fine—!" Gu Junfeng pondered several seconds, then nodded.

"I will definitely give Professor Fang a satisfactory response."

Finished speaking, Gu Junfeng moved to directly lead the person away; Fang Ziye wasn't a novice either, followed and asked: "Professor Gu, there must be a deadline."

"We're all not children anymore; no need to play word games."

"Dragging it out is certainly a handling method, but not the optimal one."

Gu Junfeng turned his head to look at Fang Ziye; Fang Ziye's eyes were calm, not even glancing at Zhan Zhongyuan once.

Gu Junfeng then knew this was Fang Ziye's "inauguration fire"; if not burned here, it would burn elsewhere; Zhan Zhongyuan was unlucky, happened to collide, so Fang Ziye had to act strong.

This was a choice Fang Ziye must make as department head; he had even less retreat route.

"Within this week—!" Gu Junfeng said.

Fang Ziye then didn't follow further.

……

Gu Junfeng and Zhan Zhongyuan together descended from the operating floor to the changing room corridor; the light was dim, Gu Junfeng's tone icy: "Zhan Zhongyuan, why did you provoke this evil star for no reason?"

"That Fang Ziye of Orthopedics is the young person our Surgical System has investigated most in recent years; you don't understand?"

Hearing this, Zhan Zhongyuan gritted his teeth hard, explained: "Brother Feng, it's not that I wanted to provoke Professor Fang; I encountered a hematoma at the time."

"It ruptured—!"

"If I hadn't used this desperate measure, Professor Fang wouldn't have come to the OR at all; then it wouldn't be shock, but someone would really die."

Gu Junfeng startled, looked Zhan Zhongyuan up and down: "You punctured it? How could you operate so carelessly?"

Zhan Zhongyuan shook his head: "Not me actively puncturing; it burst on its own; I was doing intestinal repair at the time."

"Vascular Surgery's Wang Qiang saw it and his face went white in an instant."

"Brother Feng, you know the peril of a retroperitoneal hematoma rupturing; Wang Qiang said even if Professor Tang Xiaoping came, it might not be properly handled."

"So—?!"

"Then why you? Not Wang Qiang?" Gu Junfeng acknowledged Zhan Zhongyuan's choice.

Zhan Zhongyuan wasn't purely stupid, wanting to drag a scapegoat; he had another aim.

Compared to internal handling, saving one more life was worth it.

"Wang Qiang said he's too familiar with Fang Ziye! And, Brother Feng, let me tell you…"

Zhan Zhongyuan looked left and right, confirmed no one following: "You also know Wang Qiang and I are close; his connections in the Surgical System are broad; after all, his dad is that something at the Animal Experiment Center."

"We two count as friends!"

"Professor Fang wants to do big things, and it involves our Gastrointestinal Surgery; if we only wait for opportunities through routine means, we won't get our turn even after all feathers are plucked."

"So?"

"I got hot-headed at the time, thought to take a 'crooked path'—!"

"Worst case, sincerely apologize to Professor Fang afterward, fight for an opportunity."

Zhan Zhongyuan spoke here, raised hand to swear: "Brother Feng, I can swear on my parents' names; today's accident was truly just an accident, not one I manufactured."

"But dragging Trauma Surgery into it was my subjective willingness. A bit shameless, and a bit risky."

Gu Junfeng pressed on Zhan Zhongyuan's back, walking downstairs: "You keep saying Professor Fang will do big things with our Gastrointestinal Surgery; what kind of big things exactly?"

"Wang Qiang didn't tell me, but I trust him one hundred percent—!" Zhan Zhongyuan shook his head.

Gu Junfeng paused, stunned: "On what grounds?"

As if looking at a fool.

Zhan Zhongyuan took a deep breath, going all in: "A four-person da baojian?"

"That's enough!" Gu Junfeng no longer hesitated.

For feelings to reach this level, they've gone a step beyond blood brothers; Wang Qiang wouldn't screw over Zhan Zhongyuan, it's just that some things aren't convenient to spell out right now.

"But, Zhan Zhongyuan, you'd better not play smart — when you apologize, lay out your thoughts honestly and straightforwardly."

"Whether it works or not, we rip the lid off in that instant, so you don't all carry knots in your hearts afterward."

"Knots are easy to tie but hard to untie; us big men, when we do things we need resolve — one hammer strike, deal done, no regrets once the hammer falls! ~"

Zhan Zhongyuan nodded: "Brother Feng, we've both been exiled, what's there left to struggle over?"

"But one thing — in that instant, what I was thinking wasn't just getting onto Professor Fang's track, but also hoping Professor Fang would step in and save him."

Hearing this, Gu Junfeng rubbed his eye rims and said with emotion: "None of us have it easy."

……

"Professor Fang, sorry — I was on the platform, couldn't stop Zhan Zhongyuan." After Wang Qiang and the others, including Zheng Jiong, 'soothed' Fang Ziye's emotions, they walked with Fang Ziye toward the changing room and 'sincerely' apologized.

"Zhan Zhongyuan is a thirty-something big man, same rank as you, an old hand too — could you really have stopped him?"

"At his level, if he wants to deliberately hide something, even a professor on the platform might not necessarily spot a trace."

"But Brother Qiang, you coming to the new campus is actually quite unexpected to me." Fang Ziye sized Wang Qiang up and down.

Having gotten along relatively well in the surgical system, Fang Ziye had some understanding of certain second-generation types.

Wang Qiang's father is a director in Zhongnan Hospital's Animal Experiment Center, controlling abundant resources, and Wang Qiang's own aptitude is quite good — a boundless future.

Wang Qiang has been in Vascular Surgery, always following Deng Haibo; now Deng Haibo is on the rise, serving as Vascular Surgery Administrative Director, even with a chance to rush for General Surgery Administrative Chief Director — yet Wang Qiang chose the new campus, which Fang Ziye found puzzling.

Wang Qiang's skin is slightly dark, his whole person looks honest and simple; he spoke candidly: "Professor Fang, truth is, muddling along to this point, even with family backing it's not so easy to muddle along anymore."

"To put it more realistically — right now Brother Zhaoyang is in his prime, I can't beat him, my own capability accumulation still isn't enough, so I thought external dispatch could get me more tempering opportunities."

Wang Qiang himself has aptitude and resources, but having both doesn't mean he can easily crush his "Senior Brother"; Lu Chaoyang is two years older than Wang Qiang after all, and has always been under Professor Wu Yong, with very strong ability too.

"Hmm... Brother Qiang, you're still a bit too humble." Fang Ziye didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Wang Qiang is this candid.

He said all the good words and bad words.

After the two went down to the changing room, Wang Qiang brought his clothes to Fang Ziye's side and started changing.

Wang Qiang said in a low voice: "Brother Ye, later are you heading straight back to the department or going home?"

"Can we walk a stretch together? I've got some words for you, it's not convenient here."

"I should be heading straight back." Fang Ziye had already read the message Lan Tianluo sent; though it was already past one in the early morning.

But Luo Tingzhu is still at home after all, and tomorrow there's no group-internal surgery schedule, so Fang Ziye naturally goes back if he can.

……

Starlight sparse, cold wind howling. Wind sweeps fallen leaves, tangling against the body.

New Year's Day early morning — it's truly cold; Fang Ziye pulled his down jacket tighter, tucked his hands into his sleeves: "Brother Qiang, what words can't be said inside the operating room?"

"Brother Ye, sorry! ~ Zhan Zhongyuan and I schemed against you together." Wang Qiang blurted it out.

Fang Ziye's steps faltered, full of bewilderment.

Wang Qiang's character is extremely honest, matching his honest-looking appearance; though Fang Ziye knows with Wang Qiang's family background, he couldn't possibly be truly naive like a fresh-out-of-the-hut poor lad.

Yet he still couldn't react — where exactly had the other party schemed against him.

Wang Qiang then laid out the whole cause and effect of today's events, one by one.

Fang Ziye instantly didn't know whether to laugh or cry! ~

Mouth slightly agape, opening and closing several times without knowing how to reply.

"Brother Qiang, then you really are my good brother, I thank you! ~" Fang Ziye grabbed his head.

Hearing this, Wang Qiang lowered his head slightly: "Brother Ye, you also know, I've always been a very direct person, won't play those empty-headed games; my dad often scolds me for it."

"So, I feel this kind of thing is better said upfront."

"Zhan Zhongyuan and I get along well, used to share a dormitory before, but previously Zhan Zhongyuan didn't know my identity."

"Zhan Zhongyuan works hard, just his luck has never been good."

"If he had my resources, he'd have taken off long ago. Though he barely stayed at the hospital, his ceiling is probably just Associate Professor."

"This new campus dispatch — he happened to be selected."

"How to put it? Zhan Zhongyuan has ability, has talent, but hasn't reached the level where grabbing a bit of resource lets him crush peers."

"So, if this friend of mine wants to turn things around, he can only walk a bit of 'crooked ways' — actually crooked ways are also a kind of opportunity."

Fang Ziye isn't so easily misled: "Then those apology words you gave me earlier — weren't they all nonsense?"

"You even said you couldn't stop him." Fang Ziye found it a bit funny.

Wang Qiang only kept silent; he didn't dare repeat his earlier apology to Fang Ziye — it had been probing whether Fang Ziye had generated 'hostility' toward him!

Fang Ziye suddenly stopped, turned his head: "Can you confirm Zhan Zhongyuan framing our Trauma Surgery was just to make me step in and save this person alive?"

"Then why not just give me a direct call?"

Wang Qiang said: "But if I called you, Professor Fang, even if you'd come, you wouldn't have come this promptly."

"But the Medical Affairs Department's call to you, Brother Ye, involved your Trauma Surgery — you definitely wouldn't dare delay a single moment."

Wang Qiang understands Fang Ziye, and understands the hospital's routines.

Even more, he understands his own weight in Fang Ziye's heart.

"What if I refuse? After all, this matter, from start to finish, I have zero substantive benefit, and even got scared."

"Even if you keep saying how excellent Zhan Zhongyuan is, why should I help him? Why not choose to help another person instead?" Fang Ziye said rudely.

"He's just your friend, not mine."

"Besides, you and I are only surface friends."

Fang Ziye isn't afraid of offending Wang Qiang; even if Wang Qiang's old man showed up, it'd amount to the same thing.

He wouldn't dare make things difficult for Fang Ziye; Fang Ziye wouldn't absolutely ignore the other party, but he also doesn't need to deliberately curry favor.

Otherwise, if Fang Ziye really set his mind to moving for the Animal Experiment Center director's position, with Fang Ziye's current research accumulation, there's still a fair chance.

Wang Qiang fell silent for a while upon hearing this, then laughed in sudden realization: "So it's a gamble? Every step of choice actually carries the suspicion of a gamble."

"If all consequences are known, then options cease to exist."

Fang Ziye said: "Wang Qiang, although your father may know some things, in my view, you and that Zhan Zhongyuan you mentioned still don't meet the threshold."

"Even if I wanted to bring you along, you couldn't mix in, and I'm sorry to say I don't have that much time to guide you like I do my students, my fellow trainees."

"So, this matter was purely you overthinking from start to finish."

Wang Qiang's mouth opened, looking at Fang Ziye in shock.

He didn't expect Fang Ziye would actually be this snobbish.

"Brother Qiang, you don't need to look at me like that; what I said is fact. Even if I wanted to hand the task to you, if you can't do it in the end, isn't it still me doing it alone?"

"This is just me unilaterally helping you do things?"

"You want me to work for you? On what grounds?"

"Just because you're the same age as me? Your father is the Animal Experiment Center director? That Zhan Zhongyuan is your friend Wang Qiang?"

"What can you bring me that I need?"

Wang Qiang continued in silence.

Fang Ziye said no more, shook his head, and left, walking into the cold wind.

Wang Qiang stood in the cold wind; under the biting cold wind, whether the one walking or the one standing, neither could escape.

The streetlights' brightness remained steady, yet they couldn't illuminate the distance clearly.

Wang Qiang sighed; he couldn't answer Fang Ziye's question.

……

"Why are you still reading?" When Fang Ziye returned to the house, Luo Tingzhu was still holding a book reading.

"Senior Brother, it's been so long since I read; every day it's literature, data, so professional!"

"Today I happen to have free time, recharging myself; you go shower first, I'll sleep after finishing this chapter." Luo Tingzhu said.

Luo Tingzhu loves reading, whether professional books or others she loves them all; before, when Fang Ziye went to her rental house, there was a study, filled with various books.

Just later she got too busy, and Luo Tingzhu had to give up the reading habit.

Fang Ziye looked at Luo Tingzhu sitting lazily reading in fluffy pajamas!

If a man working seriously has a unique charm, then a girl quietly holding a book reading also has a scholarly air that makes one appreciate.

After Fang Ziye showered and returned, it was already approaching 2:30 AM.

After Luo Tingzhu clipped the page with a bookmark and placed it on the bedside table, Fang Ziye shared today's events with Luo Tingzhu.

Luo Tingzhu listened a bit dumbly, expression shocked: "Senior Brother, it can still be like this?"

"Actually, if you stand from Zhan Zhongyuan and Wang Qiang's perspective, this choice is risky, but for the patient it's truly the best."

"It saves even more time than calling me down for surgery; it's just a bit disgusting." Fang Ziye shook his head.

"In an emergency, to come up with such a ruthless move, these two are also somewhat clever."

"Just maybe a bit too arrogant! ~"

Luo Tingzhu said: "Senior Brother, actually Tian Luo and I all understand, the reason you're willing to bring us is because we've accompanied you growing all the way, not because we're truly at the same level, same status as partners."

"Compared to Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia, I, Jie Han, Tian Luo the three of us all have deficiencies; after all we're too young, so it's always been you three bringing us three."

"But we've always calmly accepted the deficiencies and don't feel embarrassed, because after all you're our Senior Brother, and other identities and such."

Luo Tingzhu's tone was very gentle, but also very calm.

Perhaps after the Xiang Cai matter, she became mature once more.

Fang Ziye objectively analyzed: "To tell the truth, in our research project group, you and Jie Han's capabilities are relatively more deficient, replaceable, but Tian Luo's capability is unique."

"His data statistics analysis capability and intensity are too attractive."

"Jie Han, his capability is actually quite special too, just currently in a chaotic thinking phase, he himself can't realize his thinking into reality, so he can't determine which thoughts are good, which are wild fantasies."

Luo Tingzhu kept waiting for Fang Ziye to evaluate her, didn't expect Fang Ziye to stop here.

"Then what about me?" Luo Tingzhu blinked her big eyes a bit aggrieved.

"You? Your strengths have all been washed away by others, so you appear to have no presence."

"Take anesthesia for example, Big Brother Nie Mingxian has been in the Anesthesiology Department longer than you; you just learned a few years out of interest, he's relied on this to eat for many years."

"Take data analysis for example, Tian Luo overshadows you; compared to thinking sharpness, even I have to yield three points to that freak Jie Han."

"Big Brother Liao Jia's animal model design capability is too strong, so you this hexagon warrior temporarily has no room for development."

"However, you have a heaven-given unique capability! ~ No one can replace."

After hearing, Luo Tingzhu's eyebrows drooped: "All these said, what else could there be?"

"Am I not just a pure vase?"

"Natural affinity temperament, haven't you noticed? The research group you're in, the atmosphere can be very good."

"And you make friends widely, right?"

"Let me summarize for you: Chen Xixian, your friend; Liu Guo, you now call her Sister; Huang Shan, you call her Shanshan. Assimilate, Assimilate now seeing you is more nervous than seeing her real sister-in-law."

"This capability is peerless."

Fang Ziye actually couldn't figure out how Luo Tingzhu does it, to actually become the link for so many people.

"Then am I an unconventional HR?" Luo Tingzhu asked laughing.

"Forget it, I'll sleep first. In a little over three hours I have to get up again..." Fang Ziye stroked Luo Tingzhu's hair.

Washed, slippery, fragrant.

Luo Tingzhu clung like a little mud loach, a veritable little enchantress...

The next day, morning!

Before Fang Ziye had even reached the department, he saw a message from Gu Junfeng of Gastrointestinal Surgery: "Professor Fang, I asked Zhan Zhongyuan in detail last night."

"In view of the error he committed, the department has decided to delay his promotion by two years as a warning."

"Last night, Zhan Zhongyuan reported the whole sequence of events to me in detail, and also recognized his own mistake, but with the leaders all present, for the sake of his own future, he couldn't directly admit it."

"So he hopes I can build a bridge, create an opportunity to invite Professor Fang for a simple meal, to apologize face to face, and sincerely ask Professor Fang to be understanding."

"If these misunderstandings can be cleared up, it will be convenient to work together in the future."

Gu Junfeng's words were very sincere. After reading them, Fang Ziye replied: "Professor Gu, I understand. Thank you for handling things impartially."

"No need for a meal. Dr. Zhan's true intention was to get me to save someone, and I understand that too, but I have no time."

After replying, Fang Ziye called Lan Tianluo: "Tian Luo, have you eaten breakfast?"

"Eating right now, Senior Brother. I ordered a portion for you too, want me to mix it for you?" Lan Tianluo had speakerphone on, and through his voice came bursts of hushed noise from the other end.

Clearly, the Inpatient General Office was surrounded by quite a few people at this moment.

Fang Ziye's old routine of treating junior doctors to meals — Lan Tianluo had not only learned the form, but possibly surpassed the master, quickly gathering the department's small physicians around him.

"You ordered this early? I thought I'd be the one ordering for you."

"Last night's surgical records — you supplemented them, right?" Fang Ziye asked further.

"Supplemented, Senior Brother. At 3:23 I saw the message and finished supplementing." Lan Tianluo replied immediately.

"Alright then, thanks for the hard work." Fang Ziye said.

"Compared to you, Senior Brother, what I do hardly counts as hard work."

"Senior Brother, come to the department first. The few patients you admitted yesterday — I've pondered for a long time and still can't quite figure them out."

"If it weren't for the admission certificates you opened the numbers for, I definitely wouldn't have dared let them be hospitalized." Lan Tianluo was thinking things over in his mind, but didn't ask immediately, instead leaving it to unresolved thought.

Having questions means thinking, but if it's a very basic question, that proves you haven't read the books.

"Talk later~" Fang Ziye said.

In the Gastrointestinal Surgery Director's Office, Gu Junfeng looked at Fang Ziye's reply, his whole person numb.

No, the damn script isn't written like this at all?

Where did the problem lie?

"Zhan Zhongyuan, hurry up and come with me to Trauma Surgery." Gu Junfeng immediately summoned Zhan Zhongyuan and the two rushed out the door in a flurry.

Surgical Building, Trauma Surgery Ward doorway. Fang Ziye recognized Gu Junfeng and Zhan Zhongyuan at first glance.

"Professor Gu, Dr. Zhan, good morning." Fang Ziye greeted them with a smile.

Gu Junfeng certainly wouldn't deceive him on the handling result. As long as there was a result, Fang Ziye wouldn't reopen old accounts either. Everyone was still very good colleagues.

Without Gu Junfeng pushing, Zhan Zhongyuan hurried forward and bowed: "Professor Fang, I'm sorry. Yesterday my brain got hot and I didn't think straight, that's why I did such a muddled thing!"

"The matter is past. I've forgotten what it was. I'm a person with the worst memory."

"Dr. Zhan, Professor Gu, have you eaten breakfast? If not, how about going in together for a bite?" Fang Ziye began issuing the dismissal order.

Gu Junfeng stepped two steps closer, squeezing a smiling face: "Professor Fang, it's like this. Yesterday I was just standing in a different position, not really targeting you, Professor Fang."

"This matter is Zhan Zhongyuan's fault, but as the saying goes, if the younger brother errs, the older brother cannot escape responsibility either. I feel quite apologetic, and still hope Professor Fang will give a chance for a face-to-face apology."

Gu Junfeng certainly couldn't discuss "mentorship" with Fang Ziye here, much less carry thorns to beg forgiveness — the occasion was different.

"I heard it. Thank you very much, Professor Gu, for your magnanimity."

"This way I can sleep well today. No need for a meal. The department just opened recently, too many things, can't get away."

"If there's nothing else, Professor Gu, you go ahead and be busy?" Fang Ziye pointed at the Trauma Surgery doorway, signaling he was going in.

Both Gu Junfeng and Zhan Zhongyuan's scalps began to tingle.

No, so you were just waiting for the handling, and won't even give a chance to eat together?

"Then Professor Gu, you go ahead and be busy. I'm going in to eat first, I'm hungry." Fang Ziye directly withdrew and left, not caring about the two's faces full of Suning. com expressions.

Staring blankly at Fang Ziye's departing back view, Zhan Zhongyuan's Adam's apple began bobbing up and down.

Looking at Gu Junfeng, mouth slightly open: "Brother Feng, this?"

"What 'this'? Others hold the initiative, and you still hope I can really have an equal dialogue with Professor Fang about cooperation?"

"Damn it, I'm seven or eight top-tier JAMA papers behind him." Gu Junfeng patted Zhan Zhongyuan.

"Everyone's an adult. The path you chose yourself, you have to finish it even on your knees."

"Slap your own face, swallow the broken teeth and blood. Although your true intention wasn't bad, that doesn't mean others must look at your pure goodness and have to give you a lift."

"Relying on others is not as good as relying on yourself, Zhongyuan!" Gu Junfeng helpless, finished speaking and took a deep breath, walked toward the stairwell direction.

Fang Ziye, he doesn't play fair!

Gastrointestinal Surgery is on the fifteenth floor. Walking a few floors is faster than taking the elevator.

Zhan Zhongyuan's expression was extremely pained, but he could only be pained, bitter, helpless.

Having chosen to be a gambler, you must accept the consequences of losing the bet.

At least the surface objective was reached. That patient, because Fang Ziye rushed over at the first moment, was rescued in time, and did not die in his hands.

The rest?

Was never supposed to be obtained by him in the first place.

Fang Ziye walked into the Inpatient General Office openly and aboveboard, not treating Gu Junfeng's two-person matter as a thing at all.

This world has very many pitiable people, and no few unappreciated talents. But before Fang Ziye rose to prominence, there was never any other specialty professor who came forward to give him a lift.

Fang Ziye would not do "Holy Mother" things.

Even if this refusal was wrong, and Gu Junfeng and Zhan Zhongyuan fly even more badass than him, Fang Ziye, in the future, Fang Ziye would still accept it calmly.

"Senior Brother, come eat quick, I stirred it again, that's why there are no lumps."

"That patient from yesterday has already woken up, just left a bit of sequelae, life counts as saved." Lan Tianluo reported rapidly.

Lan Tianluo is very professional, the follow-up work for emergency patients, all in his notebook.

Lan Tianluo also has a notebook similar to Fang Ziye's, good learning methods and office methods, they mutually reference and learn from each other.

"Sequelae? What sequelae?" Fang Ziye asked and then started eating hot dry noodles in big mouthfuls.

"The specifics I haven't chased down clearly yet, possibly ischemic syndrome or the like." Lan Tianluo shook his head.

He cares more about the patient's life safety, as for the current functional impairment, it might be transient, not good to directly finalize the diagnosis.

"Mm, good! ~" Fang Ziye also relaxed.

"Brother Luo, we're leaving first." The other bed management doctors bid farewell one after another, leaving the Inpatient General Office.

"Senior Brother, drink some water." Lan Tianluo handed over a cup of water.

Fang Ziye ate very fast, very quickly finished the hot dry noodles, took the water and gurgled down a few mouthfuls, let out a long sigh: "So refreshing! ~"

"Senior Brother, the patients in the department, they're not that refreshing." Lan Tianluo frowned.

Fang Ziye was just about to reply, when the door of the Inpatient General Office was knocked.

Lan Tianluo took the initiative to open it, the nurse Wu Sihan outside the door said: "Professor Fang is inside, right?"

"This is Professor Lin from Hematology Department, she says she came to find Professor Fang for a consultation." Wu Sihan said.

Lan Tianluo heard this, mouth corner twisted, looked suspiciously at 'Professor Lin': "You are?"

The person called 'Teacher Lin' pushed open the office door neatly, smiling: "Professor Fang, excuse me, disturbing you, I am Lin Fang from Hematology Department, this is my uncle."

"My uncle has long wanted to find Professor Fang for a consultation, just never got an appointment, a few days ago came to Han City..."

Fang Ziye looked at the other party, Lin Fang indeed was poised and generous, self-introduction was also clear and logical.

But there's a rather big logic loophole here, Fang Ziye stood up, raised his wristwatch: "Professor Lin, it's already seven fifty now. Doesn't Hematology Department do handover ward rounds?"

"The distance from Surgical Building to Internal Medicine Building is not short oh."

Lin Fang heard this, immediately face color slightly changed, as if very 'surprised': "Professor Fang, it's just this situation ah, can you trouble yourself to help my uncle with a consultation, I still have to go back for handover."

Lin Fang finished speaking and was about to leave, Fang Ziye had already turned to the Hematology Ward Director's phone, said: "No matter, Professor Lin, I'll give Hematology's Professor Zhu Jun a call, help you request leave."

Lin Fang heard this hurriedly waved hands: "No need no need, Professor Fang, you must not call, Director Zhu has always had a bad temper, knowing I requested leave will definitely get angry."

"I should still make it in time! ~"

"I'll hurry over right now." Lin Fang finished speaking and was about to exit the office. Only leaving her 'uncle' behind.

Fang Ziye just gave Lan Tianluo a look, Lan Tianluo immediately followed out.

At the same time, Fang Ziye had already dialed Hematology Professor Zhu Jun's phone, the 'patient' watched this scene a bit dumbfounded... (Chapter End)