Chapter 736

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

"Master." Fang Ziye suppressed his emotions and called out together with Lan Tianluo.

Luo Tingzhu also called out "Teacher Yuan" in a proper, rule-abiding manner.

After Yuan Weihong entered, he first reached out to pull his wife into an embrace and soothed her in a low voice for a few sentences, then said: "You go downstairs and keep Mother company first."

"Let me make some arrangements for our Director Fang." Yuan Weihong cracked a joke.

The teacher's wife glanced at Yuan Weihong twice, pulled herself out of his embrace, and wiped the corner of her eye with her thumb: "Ziye, if you say 'thank you' too much, those two words lose their magic! ~"

"There's still some things to handle on my end today, so I can't accompany you to eat."

Fang Ziye hurriedly said: "It's fine, Teacher's Wife, you go ahead and be busy."

"Just."

Fang Ziye noticed Yuan Weihong glare at him, so he swallowed the rest: "There will be plenty of time and opportunities in the future."

The teacher's wife also realized something and didn't linger any longer.

The thanks were mainly to express sincerity, not to put Fang Ziye in a difficult spot internally.

After the teacher's wife left, Yuan Weihong turned to look at Luo Tingzhu: "Tingzhu, do you want to come with us?"

"Whether you agree or not today, I'm borrowing your Director Fang either way — we have to get a drink in."

When it came to this kind of human-relations occasion, Luo Tingzhu was in no way a match for Yuan Weihong; she hurriedly waved both hands: "Teacher Yuan, you and Senior Brother Fang go drink, I won't disturb you."

"Then I'll take the person and leave?"

"You better not come back later and make trouble for him." Yuan Weihong led Fang Ziye out of the Inpatient General Office.

Luo Tingzhu watched the two's departing backs for a long time before turning her head to look at Lan Tianluo, asking in puzzlement: "Am I usually that fierce?"

"Why would Teacher Yuan speak like that?"

Lan Tianluo immediately shook his head: "Of course not."

"But a person's prejudice is a great mountain. As far as I know, there are plenty of girls who look obedient but are actually extremely violent in private."

"And it's not limited to the Sichuan-Chongqing region; it's just that those two places have a higher proportion."

"Moreover, Teacher Yuan and them definitely don't understand Sister you as well as I and Senior Brother do."

"Better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't."

Luo Tingzhu kept a straight face, somewhat unhappy, yet not that unhappy either.

After helping Lan Tianluo tidy up the trash in the office a bit, Luo Tingzhu hurried back.

……

The new campus had just opened; surface parking spaces still had vacancies, and the underground parking lot's spaces were almost entirely idle.

Yuan Weihong, familiar with the route, led Fang Ziye to his "beloved steed," tossed the keys, and didn't treat Fang Ziye as an outsider.

Fang Ziye unlocked the car, hesitated a moment, then said: "Master, later you should still apologize to Teacher's Wife on my behalf."

"I didn't know he was Teacher's Wife's father beforehand; otherwise, I wouldn't have stepped down so early! ~"

Yuan Weihong had already opened the car door, then slammed it shut again with a "Bang."

"Fang Ziye, can you not joke around?"

"Leaving aside that my father-in-law is still fine right now, just hospitalized in the ICU — even if he really had some accident? What could be done?"

"Does a patient you, Fang Ziye, take on absolutely cannot die? Have no patients ever died during your shifts?"

"Where did the Emergency Department corpses I saw last year come from?" The corner of Yuan Weihong's mouth curled.

Fang Ziye's expression stiffened.

Not to mention during his time as Chief Resident, patients he admitted died; even at the sanatorium, Fang Ziye had participated in multiple failed "resuscitations"!

Seeing Fang Ziye fall silent, Yuan Weihong softened his tone: "Being human is about doing one's utmost; being a doctor is your job, and you can only do your utmost."

"We all know you definitely gave it your all; otherwise, given my father-in-law's condition in the resuscitation room, with the new campus's medical level he fundamentally wouldn't have survived! ~"

"He got lucky — he just happened to run into you."

"Before I made the call, I had already confirmed today was your shift, so I only needed to have someone request a whole-hospital consultation, so I knew you would definitely come."

"So I didn't need to call you privately to pressure you."

"You merely felt on the operating table that you had completed the critical basic operations, then handed the rest of the surgery to someone else — is that a sin?"

"If that's the case, from now on your relatives, Fang Ziye, must never call anyone at our hospital."

"Lest the slightest accident happen and my colleagues get killed by you! ~" Yuan Weihong pulled open the car door and plopped down into the seat.

Fang Ziye also hurried into the driver's seat, one-touch starting the car while buckling his seatbelt: "Master, that's not what I meant."

"What I mean is, if I had known the identity earlier, I could have done more."

"Grandpa's functional rehabilitation afterward could have been better. That much is still achievable."

Yuan Weihong raised an eyebrow at Fang Ziye: "If that's what you think, then you've never once treated Lan Tianluo as a person."

"Self-styled arrogance."

"You only realize you're my student, my disciple; Lan Tianluo is the one I picked up."

"You're the biological one; he's the wild/unofficial one."

"So even though your capability is stronger, your thinking isn't rounded and mature enough after all. In the ways of dealing with people, you still have more to learn."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's expression instantly stiffened.

Just as Yuan Weihong said, if he really had seen it through the whole process, Lan Tianluo certainly wouldn't have said anything, and would even feel this was better.

But in reality, Lan Tianluo's heart would retain some small regrets. Occasionally recalling them, he would also feel useless.

But in the current situation, Lan Tianluo would feel a bit of small joy.

After all, he had also achieved something in his studies, and could more or less use his own clinical skills to help the people around him.

This sense of accomplishment from professional feedback cannot be replaced by writing papers.

"Master, I understand." Fang Ziye hurriedly took a breath, then said: "Thank you, Master."

A teacher is one who transmits the Dao, imparts knowledge, and resolves doubts.

A true master will not refrain from scolding you; a master who doesn't scold you, stay far away from him as soon as possible, and keep some vigilance to spare.

When your master no longer scolds you, he must have ulterior motives and reservations. This is not a normal relationship.

Of course, a true teacher, besides doing these things, will do even more; this is something they won't tell you explicitly — for example, solidifying your state of mind, guiding your life.

At the very least, guiding you toward the outlook on life and values he deems correct.

"Under those circumstances at the time, you didn't know the patient's identity, yet you still went all out."

"He was just an ordinary old man, and you still gave it your all — that makes you noble."

"As a superior, one can only grasp the major points and let the minor ones slide; grasp the key points, let go of the details."

"Where is there a director who personally handles every single matter?"

"The consequence of that can only be: you fear your subordinates growing up and squeezing you out; you fear teaching your disciples and starving yourself, so you're unwilling to give them trust and opportunities."

"From my and your master-wife's perspective, what we most want to see is my father alive; going a step further, we only dare to luxuriously wish that at every moment he encounters good people, the best doctors, and makes the best friends."

"But that is a luxury wish."

"And from my and your master-wife's perspective, we even more hope to see that you are a good doctor who goes all out for anyone."

"After going all out, some small details — naturally there's no need to be obsessive-compulsive about them."

Under those circumstances at the time, Fang Ziye was merely an Orthopedics Department Director; he could completely say he had already handled the Bilateral Lower Limbs bleeding, and the rest would wait for the corresponding specialties to handle.

No one could pick out any fault with Fang Ziye.

Even Yuan Weihong and his wife, the two of them, dared not nitpick from moral, legal, or personal-favor aspects.

Fang Ziye's identity, work nature, and post requirements did not require him to be omniscient and omnipotent, able to treat complex arterial emergency trauma in the Abdominal Cavity.

Fang Ziye being able to do it was luck; doing it was a personal favor; not being able to do it or not doing it was his duty.

"Master, let's not chat about this matter first, I want to consult you on a question! ~" Fang Ziye cut off this topic first.

Actually Fang Ziye wasn't particularly guilty, just felt his attitude still wasn't good enough — at least not good enough to reach a sage's level, pursuing "perfect in every respect" for every patient's treatment quality.

"Mm, you speak." Yuan Weihong naturally also didn't want to struggle on this topic.

Fang Ziye saw the car's RPM drop, and as he stomped on the accelerator, he said: "I have an old classmate who does medical device sales."

"Their company's products..."

Fang Ziye told the whole story about Liu Xiao and her company.

However, just when Yuan Weihong thought Fang Ziye wanted to ask whether this was suitable or not, Fang Ziye suddenly shifted the conversation: "But I've already sent their company's instruments to five medical device functional appraisal testing centers."

"If the test results don't meet standards, or don't meet my psychological expectations, even if the tests reveal that their company's acceptance procedures are non-compliant."

"Would it cause any big trouble?"

Fang Ziye's flirty move nearly snapped Yuan Weihong's waist: "Why did you test this?"

Medical device acceptance and test results — those who understand, understand.

There are definitely discrepancies; as long as they're not excessive, people generally turn a blind eye.

"Master, it's like this: I really want to give their company a chance."

"But I'm afraid! ~"

"Teacher Deng including you, Master, have very decisive attitudes — only choosing the two largest domestic instrument companies, all the rest are imports."

"So using them we fundamentally don't need to worry; with that much data volume sitting there, and every batch's product testing being very strict."

"Her company is just a small company, and our department's current surgeries are somewhat unconventional; I'm afraid of accidents, so I can only do more re-verification on these hard indicators." Fang Ziye said.

"I paid for it myself." Fang Ziye emphasized.

"The test reports cannot be used as whistleblowing material, but can serve as my personal standard for evaluating whether to truly let them enter the operating room."

Yuan Weihong's gaze was sharp, then slowly retracted: "Ziye, your masters always considered ourselves rather meticulous, but in terms of rigor in doing things, we're actually not as good as you."

"This thing you did — it's a thinking blind spot for me, Teacher Deng, and Professor Gong; we've never thought about it this way."

"However, we should also pay attention to this point in the future."

Yuan Weihong didn't give an opinion, first stating that he had learned from it.

The human world is full of pits everywhere; Yuan Weihong had fundamentally never considered the issue of instrument quality, and had always used big companies' instruments, so he had no such concerns.

Fang Ziye calmly said: "Master, if you don't think it's suitable, then I'll just choose like this."

The path originally didn't exist; only when someone walked it did a prototype appear; when many people walked it, it became a path.

Although he didn't get an answer, Fang Ziye knew these detail problems required him to slowly explore on his own.

Everyone's growth process must go through the stage of crossing the river by feeling the stones.

A family with an elder is like having a treasure, but the family's elders won't have coping experience for all matters.

"Master, later still don't drink too much; I'm on third-line shift today."

"Although the probability of a third-line shift requiring two call-outs in a day is almost zero, we also can't completely rule out this possibility."

Yuan Weihong flicked his eyebrows in annoyance: "Treat me as a normal person too; my father-in-law is hospitalized, you want me to get drunk and wait at the ICU doorway?"

"If it's like that, your master-wife and I won't get along."

"Today is just a small drink between the two of us, by the way congratulating Ziye on your promotion to Ward Director, thoroughly and completely walking ahead of your master."

"Haven't we already drunk to it?" Fang Ziye froze for a moment.

In December, Fang Ziye holding wine visited Yuan Weihong first; such a big happy event, if he didn't share it with his own master, Fang Ziye would be too inept at being human.

Sharing this joy with his own parents, they would only feel happy, without any concrete concept; they only knew Fang Ziye was doing well out there and was healthy.

In their view, as long as Fang Ziye could find a stable job within the system, it would be like smoke rising from the ancestral grave.

Fang Ziye's way of thinking was not because he looked down on his parents as "incompetent" or "ignorant"; he was still very grateful to his parents, because they were the path by which Fang Ziye came.

But when something happy happens, one wants to find someone to share it with, to find someone who understands more to share happiness—that is what is called a kindred spirit.

Parents can never become kindred spirits, no matter how cultured or open-minded they are.

If such a person truly existed, then it must be that either the parents or the child had lost their sense of identity and position.

How could parents possibly be your kindred spirit?

"You've already drunk, you can't drink anymore?"

"Your Master hasn't had a drink in a long time, just a small drink, just a small drink..." Yuan Weihong had no drinking habit and did not love alcohol.

But it seemed that once he reached this age, he increasingly liked the feeling of drinking alcohol and drinking tea; Yuan Weihong himself didn't know why, and could only attribute it to himself having grown old.

The students have grown up, the child is also slowly growing up, so how could he not be old?

Small barbecue, small drinking party, the two master and disciple both felt thoroughly exhilarated...

Fang Ziye could now be considered a young achiever, and Yuan Weihong was not bad either; after being promoted to Deputy Chief Physician, he could already touch the threshold of professor and chief physician.

Although he had been made Ward Director and then removed, it was for the balance within the department; if a National Treasure Doctor-level professor came to Zhongnan Hospital and wasn't even given the position of Ward Director, the rumors of the Orthopedics world would be enough to drown Deng Yong and his group.

Family harmony, with a little cotton-padded jacket.

Although his father-in-law now suffered from "Emergency" trauma, he had no financial worries at all.

His career was going smoothly; after Yuan Weihong's "Outstanding Youth Fund" research project ended, it was almost one hundred percent that he could put the "Distinguished Youth" hat on his head.

This was already the end goal that many research scholars chased for a lifetime...

"In summary, your Master I taking the four words 'successful career' is completely not excessive."

"More importantly, your Master I has good judgment."

"In the hospital, many professors' titles are actually empty names; when it comes to teaching ability?"

"We won't mention it too much! ~"

"But I, Yuan Weihong?"

Yuan Weihong was slightly carried away, patting his chest: "Looking at all of Hubei Province, who the hell dares to say my teaching ability isn't strong enough?"

"Fang Ziye, the more fiercely you kill it out there, the more people who want to say this kind of thing must shut their mouths."

"Of course, besides you, there is also Jie Han, and there is Lan Tianluo."

"Although your junior disciple behind you is not as good as the three of you, he can't be considered bad either; in the future he will also have his own place."

"As a teacher's experience, I can call it perfect."

Yuan Weihong was not drunk, nor was he high, but his mood was definitely in place.

Fang Ziye said in a soft voice: "Master, I, this student, am also considered relatively happy."

"Basically didn't have to worry about too many things."

Yuan Weihong glanced at Fang Ziye; he knew Fang Ziye's hint, but did not state it clearly.

That matter might be the cause.

But the beginning is not the end; everything after was also carved out by Fang Ziye himself.

"The relationship between teacher and student can be an equivalent exchange."

"But generally speaking, it won't be an equivalent exchange."

"If raising a child is just to prevent old age, with such seeking and obsession, then don't talk about parental love, always emphasizing the parents' giving."

"We at the beginning never thought so much!"

"And at that time I was also a teacher for the first time; I couldn't think so much either."

Yuan Weihong said.

Fang Ziye no longer continued to struggle...

There was a scene of scenery; at least at this moment, a wisp of spring breeze belonging only to the two of them brushed past, even though spring had not yet come.

Fang Ziye and the other person called a designated driver, sending them back to Zhongnan Hospital New Campus.

Fang Ziye accompanied Yuan Weihong to the ICU doorway; after handing his Master over to his Master's wife and his Master's wife's mother, Fang Ziye also learned that although the old man had not yet woken up, there were currently no violent fluctuations in vital signs.

This represented that there was not too much risk of twists and turns.

After exchanging greetings for a while, the Master's wife said: "Ziye, you go back and rest first. It's not early anymore."

Fang Ziye raised his wrist, seeing that the time had already passed ten in the evening, and then replied: "Alright, Master's wife; when I come for rounds tomorrow, I'll bring you breakfast along the way."

"No need, we'll go buy it ourselves." The Master's wife politely refused.

Yuan Weihong, however, didn't care about so much: "Two portions of hot dry noodles, beef topping will do; also bring a bowl of rice noodle soup."

After Yuan Weihong finished speaking, he added: "Mom, why don't you go back first? When we came out, we only called my mom to go home and accompany Xiao Qi."

"The three of us are staying here waiting; that's not right. You come again tomorrow!"

"If there's news about Dad, I'll notify you the first time."

The old person did not agree: "I won't go back; you still have to work tomorrow. You go back and rest."

"Raise your own child yourselves..." The old person uttered a clever 'moral whip,' leaving Yuan Weihong completely unable to refuse.

Fang Ziye walked away, listening to Yuan Weihong and the others' 'argument,' a smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

Such a family atmosphere; even while waiting for family outside the ICU, it was actually happiness.

But such 'happiness,' Fang Ziye estimated, was hard for him to covet himself.

It was not that his own parents didn't love him enough, nor that Luo Tingzhu's parents didn't love Luo Tingzhu enough.

His own parents' level of culture was insufficient; their speech and worldview definitely could not compare to his Master's parents or his father-in-law and mother-in-law in terms of flexibility.

……

Time flows like water, and soon it was Sunday.

Luo Tingzhu did not wait for Fang Ziye to accompany her out to play; instead, she was dragged into being a 'meal-delivery beast of burden' for two days!

Once again leaving the Hepatobiliary Surgery of the New Campus, Luo Tingzhu said, "Senior Brother, Teacher Yuan and Madam Yuan have such a good relationship."

Luo Tingzhu also changed how she addressed Fang Ziye's Madam Yuan, using Fang Ziye's tone of address.

"Aren't we good too?" Fang Ziye held Luo Tingzhu's hand and replied to the phone.

"Lan Tianluo, hospitalization procedures strictly follow the queue order. No matter who calls, it won't work."

"If anyone really says this or that to you, just tell them you're recording, and make them say it again! ~"

"If something happens, I'll take responsibility." Fang Ziye released the voice key and sent it.

"I believe that, and afterwards we definitely can get along better."

Fang Ziye tilted his head to explain: "I'm not criticizing my Master and Madam, but they aren't in the same profession; the benefit is there aren't too many disputes."

"But there are drawbacks, namely they don't particularly understand the other's work nature."

"So they put effort into the two words 'understanding'."

"We're both in the industry, and our routes are very similar, so in the two words 'understanding', there is more depth."

Luo Tingzhu's gaze flickered, and in a low voice she said, "Senior Brother, can I understand that you're secretly driving? ~"

Hearing this, Fang Ziye was speechless and stared with wide eyes.

"Hehe! ~" Luo Tingzhu shook back and forth as if she had won a battle, widened her eyes, her face full of innocence.

Indeed, a woman with her period is not easy to provoke.

At the hospital doorway, Fang Ziye said, "You go back first; I still need to make a trip to the department."

"I'll come back early later and take you to the train station."

This sentence made Luo Tingzhu's emotions instantly wilt, her expression composing itself: "Mm, okay, Senior Brother."

No matter what, Luo Tingzhu had been in Han City for over a week, nearly the ninth day.

It was another Sunday, and Luo Tingzhu had no reason not to return to Enshi.

Idle for so long, although Luo Tingzhu was still collecting data for the bone tumor chemotherapy research project, after all, her own small project had been shelved for the short term.

Having had enough time to steal leisure amidst busyness, it was now the return journey period.

Fang Ziye hugged Luo Tingzhu and said, "If you want to see Xiang Cai, just invite her to have a meal together, to give an account of your past choices."

"Having one more friend is also good."

"After all, if you remove the factor of Liao Jia, Xiang Cai is indeed a rather pitiful girl; you are also a girl, so having empathy is very normal."

"Having made a choice, there's no need to be anxious, because you have the ability to back this matter up."

"As for Professor Liao Jia's side, there is now a fixed outcome, but it's just that he most likely won't join our Zhongnan Hospital again, and may instead directly settle at the sanatorium or go to Peking Union Medical College Hospital."

Fang Ziye said this just to soothe Luo Tingzhu.

Liao Jia is a free agent; whatever he chooses is right.

Moreover, as long as he doesn't go overseas, there will still be many opportunities for cooperation in the future.

Luo Tingzhu then said: "Senior Brother, that Shang Kunpeng brought by Big Brother Wu Xuanqi, who does animal experiment models, seems to still be a bit lacking in both technology and thinking."

"That's natural! ~"

Fang Ziye nodded: "Professor Liao Jia, relying on his own ability, can achieve relative financial freedom at his age, and without relying on a university, he can still make a name for himself with the title of Associate Professor."

"This is already the highest ceiling in the industry."

"If just anyone could replace him, then Brother Liao wouldn't be worth anything, right?"

"And it wouldn't be his turn to earn so much money."

"Let's use him for now; it's not completely cutting ties with the team, and for the time being, he's barely usable."

"Furthermore, he's also quite young, only thirty-two this year, and still has room to be shaped."

"Right now, I just don't know if there's a problem with his character." Fang Ziye was slightly worried.

According to Luo Tingzhu, this Shang Kunpeng, as soon as he arrived at Enshi Yangyuan, started taking an interest in Fang Ziye's research assistant.

If he came to the project group with a mindset of picking up women, Fang Ziye wouldn't indulge him.

"As far as I know, he doesn't seem to be that kind of person for now, but we can't completely rule out the possibility of him being a hypocrite."

"Senior Brother, you don't need to worry about this; with Big Brother Wu Xuanqi around, Han Jingyi won't suffer a loss."

"Moreover, Han Jingyi's vision has also risen a lot along with our team; by the way, she also wrote two articles last year, with impact factors not low at all, one 6 points, one 4 points……"

"They've already surpassed many master's students."

Birds follow the phoenix to soar far; people follow the worthy and their quality naturally rises.

This is the benefit of a team and high-quality resumes.

Qualification is not fixed; only talent is fixed and unchanging.

"Then it's not bad; at least she's someone who has strived and is striving." Fang Ziye nodded, recognizing Han Jingyi's efforts.

……

After parting with Luo Tingzhu, Fang Ziye received urgent test data on his mobile phone.

The reason it could be expedited was because Fang Ziye had given the other party a heads-up in advance, and also asked Director Song Libo of the sanatorium for a favor.

After opening several reports, Fang Ziye's complexion immediately fell.

Fang Ziye's four fingers gripping the mobile phone turned pale and bluish-purple under the force of squeezing.

After looking carefully for a few moments, Fang Ziye then released the hand tightly pressing the phone frame and quickened his pace.

After Fang Ziye walked into the department, he found that Hu Qingyuan, who had arrived when Fang Ziye arrived, wanted to ask Fang Ziye a few questions, but Hu Qingyuan had just opened his notebook and had not yet spoken.

Fang Ziye spoke first: "Come find me in a moment; I need to make a phone call first."

"Oh, okay, Master." Hu Qingyuan had long been waiting for Fang Ziye to prepare to ask questions, so he did not observe Fang Ziye's expression at the first time.

"Master, I've boiled the water for you."

"The tea leaves are in the drawer on the right-hand seat, a gift from a friend of mine." Hu Qingyuan said.

"Come with me." Hearing this, Fang Ziye no longer intended to avoid Hu Qingyuan.

Fang Ziye clenched the phone frame again; to avoid misunderstanding, Fang Ziye checked the test report again, his knuckles turning pale from the force, his Adam's apple rolling heavily twice, then he suddenly slapped the phone face-down on the desk.

The tea cup Hu Qingyuan handed over made a crisp sound on the tabletop, the curling steam abruptly scattered.

Fang Ziye picked up the phone again, found Liu Xiao's number in the contact list and dialed.

"Beep——"

Before the dial tone finished its second ring, Fang Ziye lashed out coldly into the connected call: "Liu Xiao, your company can even fake material testing?"

Fang Ziye's vocal cords were stretched tight, sounding calm, but both Liu Xiao on the other end and Hu Qingyuan knew this was Fang Ziye's forcibly suppressed calm.

And a kind of anger after being deceived.

Fang Ziye held the phone in his right hand, left hand gripping the desk edge tightly, the sandalwood grain digging deep into his palm.

"Ah? Fang Ziye?"

"What do you mean?" Liu Xiao was directly dumbfounded.

"I sent your company's thirty-odd steel plates to five testing institutions, their tensile strength is all near the national standard line."

"The test report you gave me clearly states it is ten percent above the national standard line!"

"There are even products below the national standard line."

"Call your person in charge, don't contact me again from now on."

"That's it! ~" Fang Ziye finished speaking quickly and directly hung up the phone.

Hearing these words, Hu Qingyuan's expression immediately flickered a few times, his body in a slightly curled state, a little afraid.

Liu Xiao's call came again soon, Fang Ziye hesitated a moment, then answered.

This time it was Liu Xiao speaking: "Fang Ziye, don't misunderstand, actually I'm not in technical work either, I just do sales."

"You took our company's products out for testing? And they didn't meet the standards we gave you?"

"Right! ~" Fang Ziye nodded in recognition.

"Then that's impossible? Our test report, quality registration report...?" Liu Xiao spoke to here, falling abruptly silent.

Fang Ziye released his left hand: "Liu Xiao, you're just a messenger, I'm not venting at you either, since you're this contact person, you pass my meaning along."

"Don't contact me again!"

"And don't come asking me which testing institutions did it, you guys going to fix the testing institutions now is meaningless."

"I originally wanted to give your company some opportunities on account of your face." Fang Ziye said.

Liu Xiao hurriedly replied: "I know, Director Fang."

"It's just, I really didn't know about this matter."

"On the contrary, if what you say, Fang Ziye, is true, then I have to consider whether to resign."

"After all I do sales for performance, to earn money."

"Right?"

"That's it." Fang Ziye clean and decisive.

This morning, the light in the eyes of the young girl in Bed 12 when she tugged his white coat and asked "Uncle, can I wear roller skates for New Year" seemed to have traversed time at this moment, appearing before his eyes once more.

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

After Fang Ziye hung up, he had no psychological pressure, all the ugly words had been said upfront, now Fang Ziye tearing his face was not without explanation.

Even if the other party feels Fang Ziye is being petty sending their samples for testing, the facts are all laid out before them.

"Master, calm down! ~"

"Not used yet, if not used then fine." Hu Qingyuan also heard the gist, spoke to comfort.

"I'm not angry, I just feel a bit disappointed, the four words 'uneven quality' really summarize it too incisively."

Fang Ziye looked at Hu Qingyuan stroking the tea set engraved with his name, quite excited, instantly feeling his teacher's "winning hearts" method really easy to use: "Like it? Like it and I'll give you a set."

Hearing this, Hu Qingyuan shook his head: "No."

"Master, when my grandpa was alive, he gave me a water cup with a Yuan character engraved on it, he always called me Little Yuan."

"But two years ago, he passed away, I haven't used a cup engraved with my own name to drink water for a long time."

Fang Ziye: "......"

Alright, the teacher's "winning hearts" method might also backfire, step on a mine.

"Made you think of the elderly?" Fang Ziye asked again.

Hu Qingyuan nodded calmly: "Miss him a bit, but it's okay, my grandpa didn't suffer much when he got old, he himself said he was quite happy."

"Just suffered a bit when young. But seeing me, my dad and mom living well, he felt the suffering he ate when young was all worth it."

"From what he said, when he was young it was really, really bitter."

Fang Ziye then said: "Not suffering when old, seeing you all living well, is also a kind of happiness, not everyone is born with a silver spoon."

"My grandpa and grandma also suffered quite a bit, but now they're both quite happy, I feel that's pretty good."

"I don't feel guilty myself."

Hu Qingyuan said: "Of course, if not for encountering the tofu-dreg project, I could still see my grandpa when I go home."

Fang Ziye froze, Hu Qingyuan this wasn't just casually giving an example to change the topic: "Tofu-dreg project?"

"Went for a walk at a friend's place, the anti-theft window fell down." Hu Qingyuan flipped his hand.

"My grandpa and Palace Grandpa often visit each other."

Fang Ziye pursed his lips.

If that's the kind of relationship? It seems even Hu Qingyuan's family can't be blamed, and he can't even get angry.

Fang Ziye said: "You brat are starting to learn how to besiege Wei to rescue Zhao?"

"Master, I'm just telling the truth, this is my real experience. Quite regrettable." Hu Qingyuan said.

Fang Ziye's phone rang, from Manager Tang.

Fang Ziye also didn't choose to hang up, picked it up and answered, his mind already made up: "Manager Tang, you speak."

The anti-theft window at Palace Grandpa's house that Hu Qingyuan mentioned, probably wasn't installed by himself.

"Director Fang, listen to my explanation? Every company's products, their quality at factory release, all have fluctuation room." Manager Tang explained.

Fang Ziye's voice like a knife cutting: "The tensile strength fluctuation room of human body implants must not exceed three thousandths, otherwise it's your production line that has a problem! ~"

"You don't need to explain this to me, my current research project has an implant consumables section."

"Continue speaking!" Fang Ziye directly used the most professional tone to cut off his words.

Manager Tang's voice trembled for a while: "Director Fang... is... you're definitely professional, we all know."

"But, after all our company's products have reached the national standard line, used for so many years, never had any issues! ~"

"Actually can also be used... right?" Manager Tang's voice somewhat fawning:

"Director Fang, I can guarantee, if?"

Fang Ziye bluntly said: "Manager Tang, your guarantee? How many times can it be honored?"

"With our kind of relationship, you think your guarantee is worth how many times?"

"Just one chance! ~"

"This kind of steel plate, ordinary fracture patients can use, does that represent all patients can use!"

"I already told you clearly enough, explained clearly enough before."

"If can't reach standard, then don't waste this time, exceeding national standard line by ten percent, is my bottom line for evaluating postoperative prognosis quality."

"You want to speak continue speaking." Fang Ziye's voice was already pressing aggressively.

Manager Tang said: "Director Fang, this isn't also your guess? No objective data, you don't try a try, how know guess true false?"

Fang Ziye counter-questioned: "Then why don't I directly use better quality, have to give your company product a try try chance?"

"If it's domestic this sentiment, I can directly use Guangbai Group's domestic products! ~"

"Why should I try yours? Why should I give your company in clinical do testing? It have other aspects patent advantage?"

"Manager Tang, let's part on good terms!"

"I'm not haven't given you chances."

"I hope this is the last time I hear your company's phone harassment, otherwise, I'll directly call the police."

Manager Tang then started his tactics: "But Director Fang you after all are signed."

"Right, I signed."

"But my signing only represents your company's products can enter operating room be used, not represent can have sales performance!"

"Not represent I must in patient body use your company's products."

"You if can persuade our hospital's other directors use, that's your ability."

"Our hospital is professor responsibility system."

"If you confirm yourselves can do this point? I'm also very willing to see."

"But, at my place, you have no chance, no need to waste any thoughts, better keep funds go run other places' markets, avoid increasing your promotion costs." Fang Ziye bluntly replied.

Eastern Han, after all still Eastern Han.

Capital's energy very big, but currently speaking, capital cannot move system insiders.

Fang Ziye even if just an ordinary system insider small employee, as long as himself doesn't make mistakes, opponent can't do anything to Fang Ziye, also no one will tear open this kind of opening.

Otherwise, today capital against small staff's outcome, is tomorrow big capital against big staff can do things reflection.

More so, Fang Ziye now no longer is an ordinary small staff.

"Director Fang, I still hope you can give our company a chance, after all difference also not many." Manager Tang said.

"Then why not higher by ten percent?" Fang Ziye propping on table counter-questioned.

"You if higher by ten percent, I if not give you chance, then I Fang Ziye is the one who breaks promises!"

Fang Ziye angry to the point of laughter, even that kind of pronoun used. (Chapter End)