Chapter 735: Medical Academic Genius Chapter 732: Redemption!

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

"Such a fast response? Liu Xiao, your company's PR speed is pretty good?"

"But I'll say the ugly words upfront: your company's instruments may be cheap, but if the quality and efficacy don't pass muster, I still won't give any face for old classmate sentiment!" Fang Ziye spoke openly as he walked through the department.

Fang Ziye is currently the Ward Administrative Director, and the Administrative Director has another power called the procurement suggestion right.

That is, as the Ward Administrative Director, one has the right to prioritize letting the hospital's procurement department purchase the instrument brands one finds 'convenient' to use.

At least that's how it's said in name.

"Fang Ziye, you can rest assured on this point. Our company's products all fully comply with national standard products."

"Whether they've entered centralized procurement or haven't been included in centralized procurement yet, the quality is all very high-quality!"

"Our company is also a backbone force among domestic brands. If our company's product problems lead to instrument breakage or suture breakage, our company takes full responsibility for compensation!" Liu Xiao said.

"But Fang Ziye, do you really not need us to chat privately one-on-one?"

Liu Xiao is still that Liu Xiao, Fang Ziye's old classmate. Back when Fang Ziye was Chief Resident, she came to find Fang Ziye to sell 'patents'.

Of course, Liu Xiao's company didn't have a thick enough foundation; its scale and the prices it offered weren't high enough either, so it wasn't Fang Ziye's optimal choice. Even though Liu Xiao played the emotional card, Fang Ziye didn't agree.

But Liu Xiao didn't lose her job because of this. On the contrary, after learning Fang Ziye had become the New Campus Orthopedics Director of Zhongnan Hospital, she came to do PR again.

"Liu Xiao, I understand your meaning, but you don't need to waste any thought on me. I don't rely on those three melons two dates to make a living."

"The things you gave me aren't even enough for me to pay supplementary taxes!" Fang Ziye put it very bluntly.

"You just calculate the company profits well and pass enough real benefits to the patients. If it feels suitable and the quality passes, that's fine."

Every hospital, every specialty uses daily drugs; the pricing is fixed and belongs to what the procurement office purchases in.

However, no single drug can be monopolized alone in one hospital; generally there are three to four competing products.

Once the price is fixed, it cannot be changed.

To promote their own sales volume, doctors' usage volume can be used for 'drug kickbacks'. Equivalent to the seller rebating a portion of their own profit back.

Even after centralized procurement, this phenomenon still exists, just in very, very small quantities, almost negligible.

"Director Fang, your words shouldn't be just for our company, right? If I remember correctly, there are already three to four instrument companies that have also launched business in orthopedics." Liu Xiao replied with a smile.

"Director Fang, you're not as honest as before."

Fang Ziye then said: "Can't help it. Although you're my old classmate, the surgical materials I need, your one company alone can't swallow."

"And later, Guangbai Group's instruments will also be brought in. At that time, if your company doesn't have patent advantages and price advantages, even if you're my old classmate, I can only say sorry to you in advance."

Fang Ziye doesn't discuss the right or wrong of others' 'choices'. Actually, whether kickbacks are taken or not, the patient's medical expenses don't decrease a single bit.

It's just that some people are more black-hearted, deliberately prolonging treatment time, increasing usage volume — that's truly unconscionable.

Patients must use drugs pre- and post-surgery; orthopedic surgeries inevitably use consumables.

This is an inevitable fact.

If it's really just using quantities within the standard range, Fang Ziye actually feels that medical companies earning a bit less is no big problem.

"Old classmate, you really don't give any face at all?" Liu Xiao coquettishly complained.

"Old classmate's face is actually still given, but only within the range that should be given."

"After all, this position is the eye of the storm; play too loose, and if your old classmate gets hit by the stick, one blow could beat you to death directly."

"Let's meet and talk." Fang Ziye said.

Liu Xiao had only sent Fang Ziye messages before; Fang Ziye directly put the agreed meeting place at the hospital's logistics procurement office.

"Director Fang, we're already waiting for you here at the procurement office. After all, they only recognize it with your signature." Liu Xiao immediately said.

"Then I'm coming right over." Fang Ziye crisply hung up the phone.

After Fang Ziye arrived at the hospital's administrative floor, he headed straight for the tenth floor where the procurement office is located.

Hospital bidding procedures, etc., are conducted every year or every half year; which medical companies can pass the bidding is not something Fang Ziye can control.

Liu Xiao and the others' work — if her company couldn't even pass Zhongnan Hospital's bidding, she fundamentally wouldn't come find Fang Ziye to chat.

There's also nothing to chat about.

Four people came in total, two men and two women. Both women were quite young; the other one was only twenty-three or four, looked like a fresh graduate, youthful, beautiful, and pure.

Of the two men, one was thirty-seven or eight, appearance mature and steady; the other looked about thirty, clean and generous-looking.

Upon seeing Fang Ziye, the several people came forward one after another to greet Fang Ziye.

Liu Xiao even nudged the little girl beside her; she then belatedly hurriedly bowed and sweetly called out: "Director Fang, hello!"

Fang Ziye shook her hand shallowly then let go, not caring about whatever situation the other party had, and directly said: "Liu Xiao, the materials you sent me online are electronic versions; I still need to look at the stamped photocopy versions."

"Electronic filing numbers and other procedures, registration procedures, acceptance data, third-party testing data within one year — I need to personally go through all of them."

"Director Fang really is a straightforward person!"

"Director Fang, we brought all these materials, categorized and stacked in organized order. Where would you like to look?" That thirty-year-old youth immediately opened the blue file bag.

Actually, this process would be best conducted in Fang Ziye's office; there are no prying eyes there, and it's convenient for discussion.

But Fang Ziye completely gave no opportunity.

"Just sit right here and look. I'm only checking whether the corresponding procedures are complete." Fang Ziye took them and found a seat to sit down.

Flipping open page by page, Fang Ziye read through the data in detail once more.

The youth still wanted to explain to Fang Ziye, but just as he opened his mouth, the older youth waved his hand at him: "Professor Fang is extremely professional in instrument R&D; answer only when he asks you questions, don't waste Director Fang's time."

Fang Ziye glanced indifferently at the middle-aged man, then continued lowering his head to look.

After about twenty minutes or so, Fang Ziye then said: "The materials have no problem, but this price of yours? Is it really reasonable?"

The middle-aged man said, "Director Fang, small profits but quick turnover — we've adjusted the price up and down by fifteen percent, about five percent more than other companies."

"It's definitely profitable, but it's all hard-earned money. Hope Director Fang will take care of us in the future; we believe in small profits but quick turnover."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out the Specialty Procurement Suggestion Form downloaded from the Zhongnan Hospital Official Website; everything else was already filled out, just waiting for Fang Ziye's signature.

Fang Ziye still read through it slowly once, confirmed there was no problem, then signed his name.

This way, once they submit the form and the Hospital reviews it, their company's instruments can be transferred to the Hospital's Logistics Department and used in the operating rooms.

However, when Fang Ziye handed the form to the middle-aged man, he said, "Manager, although I'm young, I'm not a fool."

"From now on, for all surgical patients in my team, I'll assign dedicated personnel to audit the charges at any time. If the prices on the medical orders are found to be inconsistent with the prices on your current form?"

"Then our conversation won't be this pleasant anymore." Fang Ziye's mouth corner hooked up repeatedly, his gaze cold.

Before, Fang Ziye simply didn't know some of the tricks salespeople play.

Of course, before coming to the New Campus, Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong had already tugged his ear and warned him many times, so Fang Ziye put the ugly words up front first.

The middle-aged man put the form away, slipped it into the file bag, squeezed out a smiling face and said, "Director Fang, look at what you're saying."

"The phenomenon you mention, that was all ten-plus years ago. Business is hard now; how could we possibly risk offending you to do such tasteless things?"

"Our line of work has quite fierce competition too, so we're willing to trade sincerity for true heart — absolutely impossible to have any tricks."

"Also, Director Fang, you really should consider the message Liu Xiao sent you."

The middle-aged man continued to hint.

Although their company lowered the price, there's still enough profit-sharing room left — this is what they reserved for Fang Ziye, not much, only three percent.

Originally it could have been eight percent.

A steel plate is roughly eight hundred yuan, plus screws and such used during surgery; consumables price is around one thousand-plus.

Equivalent to Fang Ziye getting eighty-plus yuan for every steel plate he uses; if there are other consumables too, like blood vessels, nerve suture thread, etc., the rewards he can redeem in a month are not few.

Moreover, medical companies won't maliciously slash prices, thoroughly disrupt the market, causing everyone's plates to collapse in the end.

No matter how much Fang Ziye says he doesn't want it, this is the bottom-line price all companies give; otherwise they'd rather not do this line of business than continue lowering it.

Liu Xiao hurriedly introduced, "Director Fang, this is our Manager Tang, this is our company's Engineer Qin."

"The one beside me is my little assistant; from now on she'll work with me handling Director Fang's sales, supply and other work."

"Ji Xiao, this is Director Fang; from now on he's your real boss." Liu Xiao introduced to Ji Xiao.

"Hello, Director Fang." Ji Xiao's face was full of youthfulness, completely retaining a college student's greenness, and her looks were quite striking too.

"The rest of the procedures, you run them yourselves."

"For now, I'll only use your company's fracture steel plates; regarding suture thread and such, you continue organizing and collecting more detailed materials."

"The surgeries I do, ordinary suture thread, ordinary specs can't meet the standard."

"The data sampling I listed for you, if you can't meet it, I'd rather use imports than choose domestic."

"On this point, even if Guangbai Group, Zhengtian Group their companies' products come to negotiate with me, it's the same reply."

"Imported suture thread is expensive, but they're truly easy to use. The surgeries I do must push all risk factors brought by these products to the lowest!" Fang Ziye said very affirmatively.

It's not that Fang Ziye worships the foreign and fawns on the foreign, unwilling to trust domestic instruments.

To do a good job, one must first sharpen one's tools.

The surgeries Fang Ziye does are all major surgeries, high-difficulty surgeries; if he still has to worry after surgery whether the suture thread will snap, the heart Fang Ziye has to operate would be too great.

Many foreign products, expensive they may be, but quality has always been beyond reproach!

Even within Enshi Yangyuan, currently all suture threads used are not products under Guangbai Group.

Engineer Qin is a youth around thirty years old; hearing this, his upper eyelid drooped slightly, he said in a low voice, "Director Fang, the test data you gave us is too demanding."

"Our sample testing might only be able to approach!"

Fang Ziye pressed down his words: "Only approaching is no good; must surpass, and best to surpass by more than ten percent!"

"Patients come to me for treatment, come to me for surgery; I cannot use defective products. I must first guarantee surgical quality, then appropriately lower their medical fees."

"Cheap without quality, I personally think has zero use."

Fang Ziye's attitude was very clear.

Just approaching, or even just surpassing the international standard by a tiny bit — don't come talk to me about follow-up; you continue to improve, to research. This isn't something that can be settled by 'sweet-talking' and building connections.

Engineer Qin nodded: "Yes yes yes, Director Fang, of course, for medical surgery everything prioritizes quality."

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Roughly half an hour later, the other several people all withdrew, leaving only Liu Xiao walking alone with Fang Ziye toward outside the Hospital.

Liu Xiao brushed her bangs: "Old classmate, can I have the honor of inviting you to dinner?"

"Although Fang Ziye you feel you didn't help me much, our company's products being able to enter Zhongnan Hospital counts as me delivering a very decent performance for the company."

"This should be the first time our company's products have entered such a high-end hospital's operating rooms."

Liu Xiao spoke with some hardship.

The medical device industry is also very competitive/involuted.

First, you need a product; then you go attend bidding; after bidding succeeds, you still need to get the specialty director's approval.

The Hospital's Procurement Office is easy to fool; the specialty professors are not easy to fool.

Top-tier Hospitals don't lack patient sources, even less lack wealthy patient sources, so their requirements for quality are very high; relatively more beautiful prices can't move professors and directors.

Perhaps before, Deng Yong didn't even give Liu Xiao's company a proper look at all.

After all, Deng Yong isn't that professional in instrument data evaluation; his research level is also average.

Would rather spend money to buy quality than bother to carefully and deeply understand whether Liu Xiao's company's products can barely meet standards, whether they can be used in common surgeries.

Surgeons actually shouldn't put too much thought into this.

The reason Fang Ziye understands is also because Huaxi Hospital's Professor Zhang Yue cooperated with him on a research project; now the cooperation team aims to push CC Material Steel Plate to reach the standard — the steel plate's international standard.

What these standard data represent, Fang Ziye has familiarized himself with, so he could understand that Liu Xiao's company's steel plates are actually quite good.

"Liu Xiao, I've told you — as long as you make good products, as long as you supply good products, you don't need to waste any thought on me."

"I'm not being arrogant; it's that I have my own sources of income, so I don't need you to give me anything."

"Because you're my old classmate, you also know what I'm doing now — your company really can't give me much, and I can't be bothered to take it."

"Even if it were a lot, I wouldn't take it either — the money I earn each year now is more than enough." Fang Ziye emphasized.

"That goes without saying, Professor Fang isn't just Director Fang — that one patent alone is enough to live on for a lifetime." Liu Xiao laughed generously.

"Then, Director Fang, would you give me a chance to treat you to a meal?"

"Or, does Fang Ziye need to go home to accompany his beauty?" Liu Xiao spoke with a double meaning.

"Beauty" and "family" are homophones.

"Your PR is pretty good — you even know my wife is in Han City?"

"However, your company had better not keep playing this stalking game — otherwise you'll trap yourselves, and don't blame me for not giving you advance warning."

"Goodbye then, old classmate! ~" Fang Ziye waved at Liu Xiao.

Liu Xiao froze for a moment at those words.

But Fang Ziye had already walked away.

After a while, Liu Xiao hurriedly chased after him, stopping at Fang Ziye's side: "Fang Ziye, was that call our company received because of you?"

"Me?"

"You?" Liu Xiao pointed at Fang Ziye, as if she didn't recognize him at all.

"Ah? What call? I don't know." Fang Ziye shook his head calmly.

"But what I mean is, don't keep stalking me — it's better for you, better for me, I have my own privacy after all." Fang Ziye wasn't interested either.

Joke — how much weight does Fang Ziye carry in the sanatorium now?

Fang Ziye's files have been taken directly to the National Health Commission, then transferred to the Military Medical System — even the Hubei Provincial Health Commission can't access Fang Ziye's files anymore.

Fang Ziye even knows that ever since he got that mobile phone, his safety has been under protection.

That's why he advised Liu Xiao not to keep following him.

As for whether Liu Xiao's company had any unpleasant incidents before, no one ever notified Fang Ziye.

Liu Xiao fell silent, staring blankly at Fang Ziye!

At this moment, Liu Xiao's gaze was full of autumn waves.

At this moment, Liu Xiao's gaze was complex and fluctuating.

At this moment, Liu Xiao's gaze held a hint of feeling ashamed of her own ugliness.

"Old classmate, goodbye — next time we have a chance, let's eat together again." Fang Ziye waved at Liu Xiao.

Actually, the last time he saw Liu Xiao, he had already read the complexity in her expression and eyes.

But Fang Ziye's heart felt no ripple — not only because Liu Xiao wasn't pretty enough, couldn't reach Luo Tingzhu's level of disastrous beauty.

It was because their two worlds were already destined to have few intersection points.

Some people are destined to have the fate to be briefly apart — once that time point is missed, there will certainly be no chance to meet again in this lifetime.

And that journey will only exist in each other's memories.

And even if they meet again, for a large part of people, they only leave traces like passersby in your life.

Your social circle can't accommodate that many "unrelated" people — this is the reality of the human world, and the true mortal world.

After parting with Liu Xiao, Fang Ziye still called Lan Tianluo, Li Nuo and the others.

After confirming with Lan Tianluo that the surgery had ended, Fang Ziye said: "Want me to bring you food? What do you want to eat? I'll buy it and bring it over."

"No need, Senior Brother, Sister's already come to the department! ~"

"She didn't tell you?"

"Ah? Holy crap..." Fang Ziye hurriedly turned and walked toward the hospital.

"Haha, Senior Brother, you were preparing to run home from the hospital! ~" Lan Tianluo had just gotten off work, standing in the operating room changing room leaning and resting, and laughed.

"Mhm! ~"

"I thought Tingzhu would be at home reading, so after things got busy here and I met with the device vendor, I hurried back." Fang Ziye said.

"Then Senior Brother, hurry over! ~"

"I'll go up first! ~ The rest is up to you to improvise, Senior Brother." Lan Tianluo said.

Lan Tianluo knew Fang Ziye was someone who wouldn't be a killjoy — even if he knew, he'd play along!

No helping it — who told Fang Ziye he planned to go home?

On the way back to the hospital, Fang Ziye received another call from the Medical Affairs Department, mainly confirming with Fang Ziye the surgical techniques the Orthopedics Department would perform — some were standard procedures, some were uncommon techniques.

The hospital needs to review approval permissions for techniques — after the department applies, the Medical Affairs Department also has to confirm with the Orthopedics Director, to avoid plugging loopholes after problems arise.

Fang Ziye went "Mhm, mhm, mhm" all the way.

"Right, thank you for your hard work, Teacher — currently there should only be these; if there are new surgical techniques to carry out later, our department will proactively come to the Medical Affairs Department to run the procedures." Fang Ziye replied.

The reported items — the other party repeated every single one without missing any.

There were also some proposed new techniques that need to go through very long procedures, from the hospital's Medical Affairs Department to the Provincial Health Commission's departments.

The matter of reporting to the province — that's not done by Fang Ziye, it's the hospital's Medical Affairs Department that runs it.

"Sigh—" After hanging up, Fang Ziye let out a breath.

In the elevator, someone stared at Fang Ziye; Fang Ziye remained expressionless until the elevator reached the Orthopedics floor, then "ran" out.

No embarrassment, no particular stiffness.

Stepping out of the elevator, Fang Ziye felt his breathing become much smoother.

Being a Ward Director isn't as glorious or easy as imagined — there's a lot pressing on you.

Moreover, Fang Ziye has one biggest burden he can put down — that is, no need to worry he can't hold the bottom line.

However, as the Ward Director, besides allowing bottom for the ward, there are still too many miscellaneous tasks and tasks.

For instance, right now, Fang Ziye saw another message sent by the New Campus Dean: "Director Fang, it doesn't matter that you didn't attend the weekly hospital meeting; the Orthopedics Department's Head Nurse has already attended."

"Our Hospital has always been clinically oriented; the rough content of this weekly hospital meeting, I will have the people in the Hospital Director's Office send to your Mobile Phone."

"Although you, Director Fang, went to attend the Whole Hospital Consultation, as the Ward Director, bearing administrative duties, regarding the Hospital's dynamics, development Direction, and focus, you still have the relevant obligations to understand, recommend, and suggest."

Dean Liao Jiayuan has already replied to the message this beautifully; can Fang Ziye still say half a 'no' character?

Standing at the Department Door, he hurriedly stopped to type a reply: "Dean Liao, thank you for your Concern and Understanding; this time it's not coincidental, today is my three-shift rotation."

"And there really is a Whole Hospital Consultation, and the Patient went from the Emergency Resuscitation Room into the Operating Room..."

Liao Jiayuan said: "I heard; this Patient being rescued successfully can be said to be entirely thanks to Professor Fang you personally making a tired trip."

"Our Hospital being able to complete the rescue of this kind of emergency Patient is also all due to your Surgical System's tripod-like collaboration."

"This is very good..." Liao Jiayuan highly acknowledged Fang Ziye's work nature.

"Hey, what are you spacing out for?" In front of Fang Ziye, Luo Tingzhu wore a woolen coat, reached out and poked Fang Ziye's shoulder.

"Sending a message to Dean Liao to apologize; the first week's weekly hospital meeting, I just skipped it."

"Dean Liao is giving us a 'politics lesson'! ~" Fang Ziye could hear Liao Jiayuan's displeasure; he's definitely not happy.

It's just that Liao Jiayuan also can't find any reason to criticize Fang Ziye, so he can only Remind.

Moreover, between the lines, Dean Liao Jiayuan originally intended to specially praise Fang Ziye a bit, representing his 'Capability' of recognizing talent; it's just that Fang Ziye didn't show up, so he wasn't given this Opportunity.

"Must one attend the weekly hospital meeting?" Luo Tingzhu withdrew her hand, blinking her eyes.

Previously she was also unfamiliar with the Ward Director; whether it was Deng Yong or Professor Zeng, they wouldn't tell Luo Tingzhu these things.

"Usually being able to go is certainly better, but missing the New Campus's first weekly hospital meeting certainly won't make Dean Liao and them feel happy, right?"

"But I also have No Way! ~"

"How can one get a Perfect Result in the world?" Fang Ziye put away his Mobile Phone, turned his hands over.

This problem is not without solution; Fang Ziye has already Chosen a solution, but still cannot achieve a Perfect Result.

Luo Tingzhu is very smart: "Then bring Lan Tianluo and them up; future Emergency Consultations won't need Director Fang you to personally take the field."

"This way you can free up more time to handle other things."

Fang Ziye shook his head: "One Lan Tianluo goes down, there's another new Lan Tianluo; the new Lan Tianluo goes down, there's still a Tian Luo third generation."

"What did you bring over?"

"Did you make it yourself?" Fang Ziye hurriedly changed the topic, giving Luo Tingzhu full emotional value.

"I only stewed soup; I lost track of time reading, so I went Downstairs to buy it."

"Lan Tianluo and them are already eating; let's hurry over, otherwise we'll only get leftover scraps." Luo Tingzhu urged Fang Ziye.

The two walked side by side toward the Doctor's Rest Room Direction.

However, Head Nurse Huang Xiaowei was suddenly called out from inside the Nursing Station; after she came out, she Subconsciously glanced at Luo Tingzhu.

Still said: "Director Fang, you've come just in time; I have something to find you for."

"Our Department's procurement list for this week is all here; you and I need to Sign together, and then count again."

"This is the first week; it must be you who Signs; me Signing alone doesn't count; later other Deputy Chief Physicians in the Department can substitute to Sign."

"This is the Hospital's regulation; after all, they're also afraid we in the Nursing Department will falsify numbers." Huang Xiaowei spoke bluntly.

Luo Tingzhu side-glanced at Fang Ziye, continued walking.

This is proper business; Fang Ziye also has no choice but to go do it.

By the time Fang Ziye finished, it was another half hour later.

However, Fang Ziye didn't only have leftover scraps left; instead, a brand new box of Rice and Dishes.

After all, as the Ward Director, and also Lan Tianluo's Senior Brother, most people in the Group Internal's Senior Brother teacher, how could they possibly let Fang Ziye eat leftover rice?

At this moment, Lan Tianluo and Luo Tingzhu both had time, so they helped Fang Ziye sort out Hu Qingyuan several little ones' knowledge system.

It's just that Lan Tianluo and Luo Tingzhu's two people's level lines are also limited; some can't hold down Hu Qingyuan's questions!

At this moment expressions still somewhat Struggle.

Fang Ziye only focused on eating, didn't insert himself horizontally.

Lan Tianluo's own Capability is his own; teaching Capability is teaching Capability; as Chief Resident, teaching Junior Doctors, guiding, bringing Interns is proper duty.

Chief Resident isn't that easy to be; if you want to convince the crowd, you still more or less need to have some stuff.

Lan Tianluo still couldn't be sure: "Qingyuan, this question of yours I'm not too good at answering; let me go check some materials okay?"

"Although I know a bit, I can't speak recklessly either."

Hu Qingyuan looked at Fang Ziye; Fang Ziye eating said: "Your Senior Brother Tianluo told you to check materials, you just wait a while longer."

"Clinical Knowledge's comprehension and application isn't a NotOvernight matter; it's also not something you can thoroughly integrate just by memorizing."

Hu Qingyuan lightly nodded, put away Notebook, said: "Master, then I'll go to the Laboratory first; after finishing Experiment, go to the Training Room to rotate a bit."

Tian Yao immediately sold out Hu Qingyuan, said: "Master, Hu Qingyuan has now changed his live streaming track; he doesn't stream games anymore, started streaming practicing Surgical Operations."

"Quite a few people watch."

Hu Qingyuan's expression was calm; he didn't become Restrained because of Tian Yao's exposure.

Fang Ziye heard this, nodded: "Tian Yao, Qingyuan knows how to generate traffic. Think about it; a Game Anchor, to the ordinary public, is 'relatively' not doing proper work."

"Qingyuan he revealed his Han City University Bachelor-Master Identity, and is a Surgeon; this multi-layered contrast, who knows how much traffic it'll attract."

"Anyway it doesn't Affect his main profession."

"If you want to develop a side hustle that's fine too?" Fang Ziye isn't a particularly traditional person.

Tian Yao immediately shook his head: "Master, I have no other skills and energy; being able to do current things well is already quite difficult."

Tian Yao's Master's Student was at West China Hospital, but doesn't mean all West China Hospital Master's Students are more awesome than all Zhongnan Hospital Master's Students.

On the contrary, Tian Yao compared to Feng Junfeng now doesn't have much leading Advantage; at least not obvious!

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After the students left, Lan Tianluo sat up straight and said seriously, "Senior Brother, I've recruited a temporary assistant."

"He's a professional master's student in our hospital's statistics program; his capability and operation ability are both not bad, and he currently lacks data to practice on."

"He should be able to help me quite a bit."

"Also, some software development work, I've already outsourced to some other classmates of mine."

Lan Tianluo hasn't been idle either; he's doing things that match his identity within his identity's domain, just without reporting every detail meticulously to Fang Ziye.

On the contrary, because Fang Ziye had set a precedent before, after learning he would serve as Chief Resident, Lan Tianluo started looking for helpers who could temporarily fill his team positions.

At least they could help complete some tasks, allowing him to free up more time for the Chief Resident's daily work, and not fall too far behind in research group participation.

This is exactly the same principle as when Fang Ziye was Chief Resident, handling clinical work with one hand and research with the other.

"How much are you going to pay him? Won't it affect your livelihood?"

"You, buying a car in full and dating." Fang Ziye said.

As Fang Ziye spoke, both Lan Tianluo and Luo Tingzhu turned their heads to look at Fang Ziye.

Lan Tianluo said, "Senior Brother, didn't I tell you? This car was a birthday gift Huang Shan gave me to make up for a missed one?"

Fang Ziye's mouth corner twitched for a while; he put down his chopsticks and made a "suicide" execution-by-shooting gesture with his own hand: "Sorry, it's my own fault for being cheap, I ran my mouth!"

Luo Tingzhu watched, then said softly, "Senior Brother, I can also..."

Lan Tianluo immediately pinched his own throat and coughed: "Cough. Cough."

"One is my sister, one is my senior brother, and now he's still the Ward Administrative Director; can't you pay a little attention to your image?"

"If you want to be lovey-dovey, go home, okay?"

"During the Chief Resident period! ~ My great-uncle comes every day, his mood is terrible! ~"

Fang Ziye continued eating with his head down.

Luo Tingzhu looked at Lan Tianluo and asked, "What's Huang Shan's family's impression of you?"

Lan Tianluo took a bottle of Yaha Drink Drink Iced Coffee for himself, opened the cap: "Sister?"

"Me?"

"Very excellent, okay?"

"Any single identity of mine pulled out, wouldn't be to the point of being disliked, right?"

"Han City University Zhongnan Hospital Surgical Glove Doctorate candidate, Mathematics Department Doctorate, Computer Science Master's! Age." Lan Tianluo never worried about this matter from the start.

Luo Tingzhu also felt she had been worrying blindly.

So she looked left and right, and didn't find anything else Lan Tianluo's office needed to add.

However, she still made one more suggestion: "I'll bring you a pack of hair ties tomorrow, you keep them on hand, they'll definitely be useful."

"Right, what does Huang Shan plan to do after graduation? Continue for a doctorate or go job hunting?"

"She did find two good law firms, but her interest in working seems not that high."

"Maybe she wants to follow her teacher's path, further pursue a Doctorate in Law?"

"Senior Brother, I've discovered, law is also a very interesting field of study; many times, change a way of thinking, and many things suddenly become clear." Lan Tianluo's eyes even lit up.

Fang Ziye said, "That's because they research it thoroughly."

"Han City University in Marxist Philosophy, law, these liberal arts fields, basically never lost, right?"

Han City University's liberal arts status is much stronger than its science status relatively speaking.

"Getting a doctorate is pretty good too! ~ Being a relatively pure research scholar, compared to going out and struggling, would be better." Fang Ziye finished eating in big mouthfuls, and while packing up the boxes and chopsticks, added this sentence.

Both Lan Tianluo and Luo Tingzhu didn't reply, when the Inpatient General Office door was slammed loudly by someone.

"Bang bang bang! ~"

"Bang bang bang! ~"

It was slammed, not knocked.

Immediately after, Fang Ziye discovered his master's wife, Yuan Weihong's wife, pushed the door open and entered from outside.

At this moment, her eyes red, after pushing open the door, she hugged Fang Ziye in one go.

Fang Ziye saw her movement, but had absolutely no chance to react, and didn't know how to "defend"!

Master's wife's hug was quite tight, while Fang Ziye looked toward the door outside, but discovered his master wasn't there yet.

This was a bit awkward.

Fortunately, Luo Tingzhu and Lan Tianluo were right there in the office.

"Master's wife, what's this about?" Fang Ziye couldn't quite figure out what was wrong with Master's wife.

"Ziye, thank you, thank you." Master's wife heard Fang Ziye's words, then realized her loss of composure.

"Tingzhu, Tianluo."

"Let you see a joke."

"Ziye, you might not know either, the person you rescued in the resuscitation room today, is my dad! ~"

"He came over to play. Got hit."

"After getting the news, my whole person collapsed."

"Traffic police notified me, my first reaction was to find you, but I still called Weihong first."

"After I called Weihong, Weihong said, he'd call the Emergency Department people first, have them directly call you, have you rush to the resuscitation room."

"He also called Medical Affairs Department to immediately arrange a major consultation..."

"Then, we never dared call you, just afraid of disturbing your performance."

"Ziye, but, Master's wife really thanks you."

"Really, me and my mom, my daughter, all thank you." Master's wife finished speaking and was about to bow to Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye immediately used both hands to support his master's wife's body: "Master's wife, don't, if you don't want me to be beaten to death by Master, absolutely don't be so polite."

Fang Ziye side-eyed Lan Tianluo, his tone stern: "How exactly did the surgery go?"

"Pretty good! ~" Lan Tianluo was also a bit dazed.

Fang Ziye left midway following Professor Chen Guofeng of Hepatobiliary Surgery, and did not personally stay for the entire procedure.

If he had known earlier this was his master's wife's father, Fang Ziye absolutely would not have stepped down so easily.

What grand consultation, he would definitely have directly called Ceng Duoqin to go replace him, or just waited until the surgery was thoroughly finished before representing Orthopedics to express an opinion.

Master's wife heard this and immediately persuaded: "Ziye, don't be like this, the surgery went pretty well, your master already called to consult once."

"Everything is very good."

"What if you hadn't been there at the start?"

"I'm afraid there wouldn't have been a chance to enter the operating room." Master's wife said.

Fang Ziye no longer struggled or internally drained, but directly lowered his head: "Master's wife, after I completed the rescue, I went to the Emergency Department."

"The subsequent surgery, I did not participate! ~"

Fang Ziye inhaled half a breath, biting his own lip.

"Me?"

Master's wife then said: "Ziye? What do you mean? You saved my dad?"

"After my dad was transferred to the ICU, Professor Xu Haoyang of Hepatobiliary Surgery personally came out to explain my dad's condition to us, extremely dangerous."

"Fortunately there was you, Ziye, that there was a subsequent chance."

Fang Ziye heard this, hesitant to speak.

Master's wife then patted Fang Ziye's shoulder and said: "Ziye, giving a chance is more important than the length of time participating, isn't it?"

Master's wife might be expressing Yuan Weihong's teaching philosophy, or might simply be elaborating that Fang Ziye giving his own father a chance to live surpasses everything.

Fang Ziye only then became at ease, things already past, impossible to turn back.

"Yes, Master's wife, when I first saw the patient, I thought of nothing, I exerted my utmost capability."

"But later, I didn't, I only did my own duty, not even finishing it." Fang Ziye also didn't give himself any label, instead somewhat disappointed.

Yuan Weihong only then walked in: "What are you doing... looking dejected?"

"Come on, let's go drink. Tomorrow is weekend, you're not on duty either......" (Chapter End)