Chapter 753

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

Fang Ziye merely fell silent for three seconds, then blurted out: "Nie Mingxian, you yourself are a Doctor, a Deputy Director attending physician! ~ Use your brain a little."

"Between us? Just who is working for whom?"

Nie Mingxian's breathing grew slightly rapid: "Fang Ziye, what do you mean?"

Fang Ziye took a deep breath: "The essence of working is exchanging labor for compensation; this is a purely interest-exchange relationship. The worker sells their time and energy to obtain corresponding wages, while the employer pays wages to acquire labor power."

"Did I give you money? Or did you give me money?"

"Between us, there is no such interest dispute, so there is no boss-employee relationship either."

"Going a layer deeper, in our cooperation process, am I the ox-and-horse at the highest level of your thinking? Or are you the ox-and-horse at the highest level of my thinking?"

"Is it me helping you fulfill your dreams, your thoughts? Or you substituting for me to fulfill my dreams, my thoughts?"

"Think it through yourself!! ~" Fang Ziye's voice carried a questioning tone.

Fang Ziye lost his temper: "Back then, when you came to Our Hospital, my side was doing Mangled Extremity Limb Salvage Surgery and Functional Reconstruction Surgery perfectly well."

"This is something I very much wanted to do."

"I never asked you to help me do things! ~"

"Never asked you to become the actual practitioner of my Research Project."

"But you?"

"You're telling me all this irrelevant stuff now — have you really thought carefully enough about this? Did I need you to propose a Microcirculation Instrument improvement?"

Fang Ziye took a deep breath, paused slightly: "Nie Mingxian, I can tell you very clearly! ~ Back then, if the Microcirculation Instrument hadn't been involved, I had long thought about transitioning from Mangled Extremity limb salvage to limb salvage surgery."

"It was you who led me astray! ~"

"I am a Trauma Surgery doctor, not a Bone Disease Department doctor, and certainly not a Sports Medicine doctor! ~"

"Come on, you speak then?"

"Your Master scolded you, so you come vent at me? Come on?" Fang Ziye simply didn't treat Nie Mingxian as a person anymore.

However, Fang Ziye not treating Nie Mingxian as a person was different from with Wu Xuanqi — it was truly not regarding him as a Normal Person, just treating him like a friend doing PUA.

Nie Mingxian had no way to refute; what Fang Ziye said was fact.

If Nie Mingxian had met Fang Ziye at the First Time and cooperated with Fang Ziye then, it could be said he "lifted up" Fang Ziye.

But when Nie Mingxian discussed Research Projects with Fang Ziye, Fang Ziye had already developed within the Industry.

It can be said, Fang Ziye didn't need a "Microcirculation Instrument" improvement Research Project to package himself, but Nie Mingxian needed it.

Nie Mingxian didn't speak, because he could no longer say anything.

Fang Ziye continued: "Nie Mingxian, you shouldn't go so far as to ask me, since you're so disdainful, why would I go deep into the Microcirculation Instrument, further using it as a basic Consumable for treating Infection and Bone Tumor — such a stupid question, right?"

"You don't ask me, I'll answer for you anyway."

"Encountered is encountered; Clinical need, happened to be usable, so I used it — there's no such thing as arrogance or not."

Nie Mingxian, at this point, truly Calmed Down: "Sorry, Fang Ziye, just now I was too Impulsive."

"You weren't just too Impulsive; you've always had this kind of thought, it's just that today your teacher's call became the Trigger Point for your inner explosion."

"Between the two of us, there's no need to Pretend either; what you yourself want to do, what I want to do, what I've done — the two of us Know in Heart."

"So-called working is nothing more than the implementer of theory, the binder within the framework, the obeier of a minority's thoughts and Ideology alone!" Fang Ziye cursed while pressing the Elevator Floor button.

Nie Mingxian groundlessly flared up at Fang Ziye — this was something Fang Ziye was Unwilling to accept.

Because Fang Ziye is not a punching bag.

You, Nie Mingxian, also have no qualification to treat me, Fang Ziye, as a punching bag!

Nie Mingxian spoke no more; Fang Ziye then continued asking: "How do you want it? Nie Mingxian?"

"What do you want to say, what do you want to do? You say it?"

Fang Ziye could be certain, Nie Mingxian wouldn't flare up this big just because Li Yongjun scolded him a couple of sentences; his heart definitely had something in mind.

It's just Nie Mingxian hadn't said it yet.

Nie Mingxian said: "Fang Ziye, our current cooperation is also approaching the Final Stage, including the Bone Tumor standard Blood Supply model we cooperated on, and the Interventional Therapy animal experiments."

"All are already nearing the end, so…"

"So what I want to say is, for the next A while, I want to return to our Vascular Surgery Research Project, may have to temporarily leave for A while." Nie Mingxian's single sentence had slightly Disordered cadence and Logic.

"Sure, no one says you can't! ~"

"You just say it; we're all Free Agents. No one stops you from speaking, you just have to open your mouth voluntarily."

"Because I also haven't reached the extent where I can say whether my team has you, Nie Mingxian, or not doesn't matter."

"Anything else?" Fang Ziye's heart felt a bit uncomfortable, but since Nie Mingxian had spoken it out, he had no choice but to accept this fact.

The world bustles, all for profit they come; the world teems, all for profit they go.

Where some come, some go; sorrow and joy, parting and reunion — this is the constant of life; few people can truly accompany you a Lifetime.

Nie Mingxian said: "No more, Ziye."

"But don't Misunderstand my meaning; my meaning is Completely Different from Liao Jia's."

Nie Mingxian hurriedly Explained a sentence.

"I didn't Misunderstand, nor would I Misunderstand to that extent. Even toward Liao Jia I never Misunderstood; everyone has their own choices and Freedom."

"If I don't even have the Measure to Respect others' Free Choice, there's no need to Pretend I'm very Generous! ~"

"Although I myself am not Generous at all."

Fang Ziye then said: "Brother Nie, I wish you a smooth path ahead; if we have the chance, let's gather again."

Fang Ziye knew that today at the provincial development conference, he might have messed things up a bit, messing up so badly that Professor Li Yongjun misunderstood him.

Not everyone likes 'changing names.'

Not everyone likes getting along with 'arrogant' people; on the contrary, Li Yongjun might be very sensitive to this approach.

The more he changed names outward, the more Li Yongjun felt he had ulterior motives; this was Li Yongjun's character hidden deep in his heart, never revealed before.

After all, Li Yongjun's requirement for coming to the sanatorium was that Fang Ziye cooperate with him—

what was sought was very precise.

But actually, all of this was a cover, not the real Li Yongjun.

And a professor of Li Yongjun's stature, if he wanted to hide his inner character, few people could thoroughly figure him out.

What was he worth anyway?

Nie Mingxian was somewhat unwilling to give up, asking: "Fang Ziye, what exactly did you say to my teacher? Why did my teacher suddenly call me to talk about these things?"

Fang Ziye replied: "Today I didn't chat with Teacher Li at all; it was my Master who drank with him. I was on the third-line shift today and didn't drink."

"The content of the chat was defined by the two of them."

"On the contrary, I'm very curious what Teacher Li Yongjun actually said to you to make you react so strongly."

Nie Mingxian replied: "My teacher just called and said three sentences. The first sentence was: Nie Mingxian, you'll probably be working for Fang Ziye for a lifetime from now on."

Nie Mingxian only said the first sentence, and didn't know if the following two sentences were inconvenient to say.

Fang Ziye said: "Brother Nie, you rest first. The model for standardized blood supply of bone tumors and the research project on induction therapy should be finished this quarter."

"By then, you won't need to manage it; you've always been very free."

Nie Mingxian said: "Fang Ziye, let me explain. I don't mean what you think. I thought you were?"

"You used some improper tricks on my teacher too."

"After all, he is my teacher! ~"

Li Yongjun should have dissected the method Deng Yong used on him Li Yongjun, and analyzed this matter with Nie Mingxian many times.

Therefore, Li Yongjun and Nie Mingxian both brooded over it.

For Li Yongjun and Nie Mingxian, they could actively want to go to a place, but if they were trapped by you, even if you had no malice, it would still leave a knot in their hearts.

Moreover, a big shot of Li Yongjun's level, discovering he had been played by Deng Yong this "small fry," would always feel especially uncomfortable in his heart.

Fang Ziye was Deng Yong's student...

Fang Ziye considered these things and had no way to explain; since he bore the title of disciple of his Person of Gratitude, he had to calmly accept all the pros and cons brought by this title.

"Brother Nie, rest up, tomorrow is a workday." Fang Ziye said.

"......"

After Fang Ziye returned home, his thoughts were a bit chaotic.

No one's past actions were all correct!

Nor could every choice bring continuously accumulating positive feedback; and this is life, the truest life.

Every choice at every fork in the road brings a future that is both determined and undetermined.

There is no time machine to return to the past.

All people can do is, based on the current path, current accumulation, analyze the current situation, and walk forward step by step.

Nie Mingxian suddenly wanted to leave the team; although it was within Fang Ziye's expectations, the trouble his departure brought was very troublesome to handle.

Fang Ziye originally planned that the major project of Limb Salvage Surgery would have Nie Mingxian as the support point for vascular surgery technology.

Now Nie Mingxian had his own ideas and arrangements, so Fang Ziye could only choose someone else or think up a backup plan.

"But there's no rush; our department, from the current situation, developing toward Limb Salvage Surgery, still has at least half a year to one year of preparation time..." After Fang Ziye suppressed his emotions, he took a bath.

Then he chatted with Luo Tingzhu to relax his emotions.

Chatting with Luo Tingzhu was still quite interesting; a pleasant voice, a beautiful appearance, it was pleasing to the eye.

Luo Tingzhu's clear and lovely voice quickly washed away Fang Ziye's fatigue, and Fang Ziye just watched Luo Tingzhu as she shared everything with him...

Having grown to this point, there were actually more idle gossips around Fang Ziye's ears: Luo Tingzhu was excellent, but actually Professor Fang, you could have more and better choices; they would benefit your future more.

Fang Ziye's heart recognized these people's words, but recognition and agreement were two different things.

Because Fang Ziye knew that everyone except Fang Ziye didn't understand Fang Ziye.

A girl from a good family could certainly help him for a stretch, but what he truly wanted to do, no one could help.

Whether it was his own parents, or his Person of Gratitude, even the Benefactors he met now, they were all what he encountered and saw on his path forward.

Besides the Panel and his own efforts, any other external help was ultimately limited!

Fang Ziye calmly looked at Luo Tingzhu, listening to her laugh and complain that she failed to lose weight again today, her weight increased to 102.9 jin, what a sin, what a sin, I will definitely lose weight with all my heart tomorrow...

Fang Ziye was calculating in his heart that compared to the parents of some special people, his own parents were too ordinary; at most they could only send him to Ba County seat, and couldn't send him any further.

At most gritting his teeth, giving him a down payment for a house in Enshi.

Compared to Li Yuanpei and Lan Tianluo's parents, his own parents were far too limited in knowledge and economic strength.

But if anyone asked Fang Ziye to adopt several more adoptive fathers, Fang Ziye would definitely flare up.

Compared to Wu Xuanqi's Person of Gratitude, and even some Academician Supervisors, Fang Ziye's Supervisor was relatively much more ordinary. But compared to the few Graduate Students he met at Enshi Central Hospital before, Fang Ziye was much luckier.

Therefore, Fang Ziye now very calmly accepted Luo Tingzhu, who accompanied him all the way because of his growth, changing from a previous genius girl to gradually becoming 'ordinary,' even finding it quite strenuous to keep up with his steps.

But this did not affect his liking for her.

Because they had come all the way together...

"Senior Brother, why aren't you speaking?" After Luo Tingzhu chattered a lot, she waved her hand at Fang Ziye in the video.

"Hearing you speak, it's quite interesting, quite cute, I love watching." Fang Ziye's heart and words were consistent, his gaze sincere.

Luo Tingzhu was a bit shy; a woman beautifies herself for the one who pleases her: "Senior Brother, why did you suddenly bring this up?"

Luo Tingzhu stood up, looked at herself in the mirror, turned to the side: "Nothing special."

"Is it possible that you're special to begin with?"

"It's not early anymore, go shower and sleep. Spring Festival isn't far off." Fang Ziye said.

"This year's Spring Festival has eight days, no make-up workdays. Yay..." Luo Tingzhu, who could originally lie flat at ease, anticipated the vacation like a 996 wage slave.

This is Luo Tingzhu.

……

The next day!

"What did you just say? Who put whom in the hospital?"

The hot dry noodles in Fang Ziye's mouth sprayed onto Lan Tianluo's white coat, sesame paste smearing a pale yellow.

"Joint Surgery's Professor Du Xinzhan, Professor Du Xinzhan beat Nephrology's Professor Zheng Huanghai into the hospital." Lan Tianluo was very certain of his words this time.

Finished speaking, Lan Tianluo innocently glanced at his own white coat, stood up and hurriedly took it off, then changed into a new set, and then hurriedly picked up his meal box and started eating.

Eat whatever can be eaten, absolutely no complaining — this principle maximized.

Fang Ziye heard clearly the first time, and didn't think Professor Du Xinzhan couldn't beat Nephrology's Professor Zheng Huanghai, just couldn't figure out the cause of this fight: "Why?"

"How did I not know the news?"

"No way? How could Professor Du hitting someone possibly put the other person in the hospital?" Fang Ziye's another doubt floated out.

"Originally should've been fine, but Professor Zheng Huanghai has frozen shoulder himself! ~ Heard the rotator cuff tore too!"

Lan Tianluo explained seriously: "Professor Du calculated a normal person's anatomical structure, but absolutely couldn't calculate a patient's pathological structure."

"After this reduction..."

"The reason?" Fang Ziye felt this matter wasn't simple.

Fang Ziye knew Professor Du Xinzhan, Professor Du was a very elegant person, even if he argued with people, he would never directly come to blows.

Lan Tianluo lowered his voice: "I saw the news in the Chief Resident group chat, it's because during Professor Du's mother's hospitalization process in Nephrology, she seemed to have been targeted."

"Other patients on December 15th were all admitted, Professor Du's mother got her admission certificate on November 27th, still hadn't been notified."

"Heard Professor Zheng Huanghai specially instructed his department's nurses to let it sit, then Professor Du felt something was off, directly had someone go to Nephrology to check the admission certificate."

"Not many emergency patients! ~"

Hearing this, Fang Ziye immediately accelerated his eating speed, almost catching up to Lan Tianluo.

Then eyes bulging, cheeks puffed, he began chewing, eyeballs unmoving.

"This is aimed at me." Fang Ziye swallowed a few mouthfuls, then drank a sip of water.

How could Lan Tianluo not know it was because of Fang Ziye, otherwise this gossip wouldn't have been necessary to share with Fang Ziye: "Senior Brother, what do you plan to do?"

Fang Ziye stood up; "You pack up, I'll go call Professor Du."

"Apologize first, ask the specifics then decide."

Any matter, once a choice is made, there will be corresponding consequences.

Trauma Surgery's hospitalization procedure "impervious to oil and salt," making many Ben Yuan doctors especially dissatisfied, feeling Orthopedics especially doesn't give face.

Outside Orthopedics, others don't care if you're Trauma Surgery or Joint Surgery, they look for the Bone Surgery Chief this person.

Professor Du Xinzhan just stepped down as Orthopedics Administrative Chief Director, will serve as Vice Dean, but the Vice Dean post needs the School to draft, so not time yet. Therefore others won't think you Du Xinzhan are innocent.

They'll only think Trauma Surgery being this 'high cold' is backed by you Du Xinzhan.

Fang Ziye's call to Professor Du Xinzhan just connected, Du Xinzhan's hearty voice came through: "Who's the snitch? You tell me, I'll go talk to him."

Fang Ziye said: "Professor Du, it was Tian Luo eating melon in the Chief Resident group chat, told me."

"Soon as I heard, this is my fault."

"Professor Du, is Grandma admitted now?"

Du Xinzhan was twenty-plus years older than Fang Ziye, now in his early fifties, Du Xinzhan's mother could of course be Fang Ziye's grandma.

Fang Ziye's tone carried a hint of guilt.

Right, Fang Ziye's own parents were still young, so bodies still healthy, Fang Ziye currently had no need to ask Ben Yuan colleagues to help with hospitalization procedures.

But?

Not everyone doesn't need to pull strings.

"Of course admitted, this matter seriously speaking is fucking illegal."

"Mildly speaking it's refusal to treat. More seriously, he deliberately delayed the patient's condition, it's just a colleague relationship, otherwise I'd make him unable to handle the consequences." Du Xinzhan's voice slightly cold.

Just Professor Du Xinzhan's voice sounded satisfying, Fang Ziye could only apologize first: "Professor Du, sorry ah, gave you trouble."

"What's this got to do with you? Ziye, you also don't shoulder all responsibility on yourself, this isn't a good quality." Professor Du Xinzhan's voice turned warm.

"Professor Du, you should know, I'm not one who likes taking blame, but this matter indeed has more or less some relation to me."

"And, to avoid this happening again, I still need to think of a perfect solution."

"Otherwise, causing other teachers too much trouble, would?" Fang Ziye's words only half-spoken, were interrupted by Du Xinzhan.

"Can eat the meat you Fang Ziye bring, can't stand the sweat smell on you Fang Ziye?"

"Fuck if that's their character, get the hell out of our department early!"

"I also didn't anticipate Nephrology's Zheng Huanghai would dare pull this, otherwise would I still bother going there?"

"What the hell?"

Du Xinzhan took a deep breath: "Fang Ziye, you don't need to mind these irrelevant things."

"Handle it however it should be handled, there's no way to stay untainted, and not many perfect good things."

"You don't need to waste brains on this small matter, do well, spend more effort doing your own things well, the rest, naturally someone will handle and solve for you."

"We old fellows aren't dead yet, don't need you alone to prop up the whole family, don't worry so much first."

"Good, put your heart in your stomach."

Du Xinzhan spoke in a way that could be described as quite indulgent.

Speaking of which, Du Xinzhan's role was very similar to Dean Wang Xinghuan's, and he did not directly give Fang Ziye much teaching or support.

But objectively speaking, the resources Fang Ziye obtained were skewed, and they were definitely tacitly approved by Du Xinzhan, who did not step in to stop them; this was a form of indirect support.

Even, sometimes, when Professor Du Xinzhan mentioned Fang Ziye's name at the hospital's weekly meeting, letting Fang Ziye appear more often in the ears of the hospital leadership, that was a weight others could not match.

"Then I'll trouble you, Teacher Du."

"No matter what, I still sincerely apologize to you, Teacher Du; we didn't handle this matter particularly well," Fang Ziye said in a sincere tone.

Regardless, regardless of whether Fang Ziye was right or wrong.

It had indeed affected Professor Du Xinzhan's mother.

Misfortune should not befall family; even if what Fang Ziye did was right, he had not been sufficiently thorough.

"Hmm, you're starting to look like a director."

"It's fine. It will be handled well." Du Xinzhan also accepted Fang Ziye's apology; he simply did not blame him, and did not fail to understand the logic behind it.

Moreover, if this matter were spelled out, it might become a phenomenon in the future.

That is, if people from Orthopedics wanted to use other connections within this hospital to 'be admitted in advance' again, they could only rely on purely personal friendships.

Because Trauma Surgery had 'become' the 'High-ranking Official Ward,' many other doctors in this hospital had failed to get people admitted.

Friendship is relative; in the future, if people from Orthopedics wanted to do similar things, others might just agree verbally but would not actually take action.

And when many professors' family members in Orthopedics were hospitalized, they could only honestly make appointments for beds.

Unless you could find someone you were extremely, extremely close with!

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye no longer fretted over gains and losses.

Because for Fang Ziye, his choice was not wrong; not wanting to become a 'puppet,' he could only leave Zhongnan Hospital under the circumstances at the time.

Such a choice would inevitably offend many people.

After returning, the hospitalization procedures in Trauma Surgery had become routine; when you did not do favors for others, you could not expect others to do favors for you, because your face was not much bigger than anyone else's.

Fang Ziye had chosen the path of 'lofty integrity,' so he would never have a chance to turn back; otherwise, someone would still keep an eye on him.

The current Fang Ziye had not yet reached the state of 'transcendence' where he could ignore ordinary worldly power, so he could only walk honestly within his own framework and could not casually break conventions.

Fang Ziye knew this in his heart.

Deng Yong also knew it in his heart, Du Xinzhan also knew it in his heart, so they had never made things difficult for Fang Ziye.

The current Du Xinzhan would open his mouth and say Fang Ziye didn't need to worry about so much.

Since you ate the meat Fang Ziye brought back from hunting, you had to endure the stench of sweat all over his body.

There were not many choices that could always achieve a perfect result!

When Fang Ziye walked into the doctor's office, some people in the department who were well-informed were still intentionally or unintentionally watching Fang Ziye.

Professor Zeng Duoqin stood up instead, patted Fang Ziye's shoulder to soothe him: "Ziye, don't take it to heart; these messy things can never be completely avoided."

Fang Ziye just nodded, then looked at Lan Tianluo counting the number of interns, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

No matter what, Professor Tang Sai was still very capable this time, really sending a large wave of interns within this week.

Although the interns' level was not high, they were still skilled at writing medical records.

Now it was January; most of the interns had passed the postgraduate entrance exam period and were waiting for their grades and preparing for the re-examination.

The re-examination includes interviews and operational assessments...

After the normal shift handover ended, Fang Ziye immediately looked at the seven or eight interns and asked: "These intern students, among you, has anyone applied for our Orthopedics graduate program?"

"Even if it's not our hospital, it doesn't matter; as long as you applied for Orthopedics, raise your hand first."

Upon hearing this, three people immediately raised their hands.

Orthopedics was still a relatively popular major within the surgical system.

One of them immediately squeezed out a smile and said: "Teacher, I'm from the Second Clinical College, a fifth-year student this year, and I applied to our hospital; my name is Ling Fengguang, Guang is three dots of water plus a Guang."

"Good, then you three should intern even better."

"The preliminary exam is over; as for the remaining re-examination, it depends on your knowledge accumulation and operational level; choosing to intern at this time is the most cost-effective..."

"Lan Tianluo, arrange it well when the time comes; one group takes one person."

"It's quite busy today; after rounds, we'll go down for surgery."

After Fang Ziye gave his instructions, Lan Tianluo divided the eight interns into three groups of four, three, and one, keeping Ling Fengguang in his own group, and sending four interns and three interns respectively to the other two groups to make up for their temporary manpower shortage.

After checking the first room, Fang Ziye saw Ling Fengguang and Hu Qingyuan whispering to each other, so on the way to beds 4-6, he paused slightly: "You two know each other?"

"Master, this is my junior fellow trainee, one class below me. We were in the same club before."

Ling Fengguang said: "Senior Brother Hu is a top student from our previous class; many people know him."

"And he's also a gaming god; in our boys' dorm, he's an absolute god."

Yes, even at Han City University, there was no shortage of people who liked playing games.

Playing games exceptionally well could make one a god in the boys' dorm; their pursuers had wider connections than ordinary top students and social grandpas, and since Hu Qingyuan's studies were also good, he was even more famous.

"Not bad, not bad; then you follow Hu Qingyuan first."

Hu Qingyuan did not refuse, and after turning his head to say a few words to Ling Fengguang, Fang Ziye continued leading the team forward for rounds.

As soon as the group arrived at the ward door, the family member of bed four brought a bouquet of flowers, smiling like a flower: "Professor Fang, you're finally here."

"My mother misses you so much; you don't know, a few days ago after my mother's leg improved a lot, she kept saying Professor Fang was a bodhisattva sent down to save her, and she must thank you in person."

While the patient's daughter was speaking, the old grandmother in bed four also spoke up: "Professor Fang, Professor Fang, the wound on my leg is no longer oozing."

"It's been four days like this. Does that mean the infection is gone?"

Bed four was under Tian Yao's care; Tian Yao, who was in charge of beds one to five, immediately put on examination gloves and went to the bedside, slowly cutting open the patient's gauze and bandages to expose the wound for Fang Ziye and the others to see.

The pigmentation of the infected wound was still dark, but compared to when they first arrived, instead of oozing pus, it was now at least dry, with only black and brown scabs.

Fang Ziye carefully pressed it; the surface was hard, no longer a softening focus after infection: "The surface is better, but the inside is probably not completely healed yet; we can't remove the device for now."

"Auntie, please wait patiently for a while longer. This time, we'll definitely make sure you're completely healed before discharging you."

The old auntie hurriedly shook her head and stepped back a short distance: "Professor Fang, please don't misunderstand—I'm not eager to be discharged."

"You don't know, this leg of mine has been infected back and forth for over three years. I've been to many hospitals, even in Magic Capital, and had debridement several times, but it just won't heal."

"Although it hasn't worsened particularly, as long as it can be like it is now, I'm already very satisfied."

"Professor Fang, don't drive me away. This time, I must stay until I'm completely healed. You said so yourself—you said it wouldn't flare up again before I'm discharged."

She clasped her hands together: "Please don't drive me away. I'm not unwilling to be treated; I'm just afraid it won't be cured, and I'll waste my feelings again."

"What I said in the outpatient clinic about not treating it—that was just what I said. I was afraid of adding a burden to my children. Actually, I want to hold my grandson and maternal granddaughter too..."

"Let me tell you, Professor Fang, I have a grandson and a maternal grandson and granddaughter. Oh, they're so cute." The old woman looked forward with happiness at the corners of her eyes, as if imagining the feeling of holding them.

Someone with infection on the surface can't possibly hold a child.

This isn't dislike; it's just that children's skin is too tender, and who knows, they might catch some skin disease from them.

Fang Ziye pressed his hand down: "Cute is good. You're blessed, old lady."

"But I'm quite busy today. Let's chat another day. After rounds today, I still have to go down to the operating room."

"Tian Yao, since she has no more exudate, there's no need to send for culture anymore. Change the inflammatory markers to be checked once every two days, and pay attention to changes in the indicators."

"As for antibacterial drugs, don't reduce the dosage for now. Wait until the full week is completed."

"His drug sensitivity results came out last Thursday, right?" Fang Ziye asked.

The old woman's surgery was performed last Monday, but the results of the bacterial culture and drug sensitivity require a certain amount of culture and testing time.

"It was last Thursday." Tian Yao's notebook recorded the time nodes very clearly.

"Alright, then use it until Thursday, and then consult the Pharmacy Department. Make sure all procedures are followed." After giving these instructions, Fang Ziye walked toward the next bed.

After rounds, Fang Ziye immediately took Li Nuo, Sun Shaoqing, and others down to the operating room.

In the changing room, Fang Ziye had just changed into his surgical gown when his personal mobile phone received a call from a strange number.

The location was Han City.

"Ziye, we're going up first." Li Nuo and the others voluntarily went upstairs one after another, giving Fang Ziye his private space.

"Hello." Fang Ziye asked.

On the other end of the phone came a middle-aged man's laughter: "May I ask if this is Professor Fang Ziye of Trauma Surgery?"

"I am Zheng Huanghai, from the Nephrology Department of this hospital."

Fang Ziye's gaze flashed, and he said with a smile: "Professor Zheng, hello, hello. I am Fang Ziye of Orthopedics."

Zheng Huanghai immediately said: "Professor Fang, I'm truly sorry! I was momentarily confused before and may have caused you trouble!"

"I'm not very convenient right now, so I can only call you immediately to apologize."

"I hope this matter won't continue to affect your mood, Professor Fang."

Fang Ziye suddenly understood. Zheng Huanghai must have been dealt with by others in Orthopedics.

"Professor Zheng, you're being too serious. Did I do something not good enough? Why would Professor Zheng apologize to me?" Fang Ziye said.

Hearing this, Zheng Huanghai's breathing was slightly disordered for a moment, but he still truthfully and calmly recounted the whole story of Professor Du Xinzhan.

However, he also explained: "This was our work error, an oversight. But Professor Du Xinzhan said that I was deliberately targeting Orthopedics because of you, Professor Fang. This is clearly an over-interpretation."

"We're all colleagues. We see each other every day. How could I target you because of this?"

"Actually, this matter is completely a misunderstanding."

"Now Director Du completely refuses to listen to my explanation, but I really did say hello to the Nursing Department of our department. I specifically emphasized that it was Director Du Xinzhan's mother."

"Later I forgot about this matter. I even thought the other party had already been discharged."

Fang Ziye said: "Professor Zheng, you're telling me this—what do you mean?"

"Our department currently has a head nurse named Liu Suning," Zheng Huanghai said.

"She used to be the head nurse of your Orthopedics Department, but later for some reason she transferred to our internal medicine system. It was around July this year that she transferred to our Nephrology Department."

"Professor Fang, I truly hope you can explain this misunderstanding clearly to Professor Du."

"This really isn't me deliberately using private connections for revenge. Although I did ask Director Du to arrange hospitalization for a few relatives, I'm not so petty as to go to such lengths."

"But Director Du simply won't listen to explanations. He took action as soon as he came up yesterday."

"And now, he's even pushed me to the forefront of the storm! ~"

A cold light flashed in Fang Ziye's eyes as he said: "Professor Zheng, you can't just say things like that?"

"Our Orthopedics head nurse, although she left Orthopedics, it's impossible for her not to know Director Du Xinzhan."

Zheng Huanghai said: "Professor Fang, my name is Zheng Huanghai, not Zheng Huanghe. I still want to clear my name!"

"If I were to make things up about such an important matter, wouldn't I be a fool?"

"And to put it bluntly, I've already become a professor. Would I really leave such a huge loophole on such a basic principle?"

"I want to climb up too. Would I really vent my anger on the parents of a colleague at this hospital? And the other party is Director Du, who is the Administrative Director and will soon be the Dean?"

"Am I crazy?"

"However, at the beginning of this year, the head nurse of our department said that Liu Suning hasn't come to work!"

Fang Ziye said: "Alright, Professor Zheng. I'll pass the word along."

"However, I only just learned about this matter myself. I don't even know what happened, so I can't really express any opinion to you."

Zheng Huanghai said: "Professor Fang, hearing you say this puts me at ease."

After hanging up, Fang Ziye thought carefully, then called Professor Du Xinzhan again, but Du Xinzhan hung up directly.

So Fang Ziye sent a text message to Professor Du Xinzhan. It roughly explained the content of his call with Zheng Huanghai, without adding any other words.

Afterward, Fang Ziye went directly to the floor where the operating room was located and began today's surgery.

The first surgery's core portion ended perfectly; Li Nuo and the others were still appreciating and dissecting Fang Ziye's operative details, while Hu Qingyuan brought along his "fellow trainee" to conduct popular-science explanations...

By the time Fang Ziye stepped down it was around 11:30; only then did Fang Ziye see the reply on his mobile phone from Professor Du Xinzhan.

"Ziye, this is exactly the petty man being hard to deal with — the villain sues first."

"I've checked the duty roster; the on-duty nurse on the day I currently go for scheduled admission is indeed Liu Suning, but Liu Suning has expressed to me many times, openly and covertly, that she wants to return to orthopedics work."

"She told me about this matter at the first time."

"So... my mother was actually discharged from nephrology as early as one month ago."

"But this kind of similar matter requires a resolution procedure, and this resolution procedure requires a trigger anchor point!"

"Ziye, I told you, you don't need to meddle in this matter." Du Xinzhan said.

Fang Ziye finished reading the message, then directly deleted the message completely.

Then he rolled his eyes; when he saw the ceiling, he felt that even rolling his eyes to the bottom probably wouldn't let him figure out what kind of drama this group of old foxes would perform!

Forget it; at any rate this kind of person isn't my enemy?

Wrong!

There's no reason such old foxes would only exist in orthopedics; other departments certainly have them too, it's just that very likely the old foxes around me have created a relatively stable environment for me.

Then it just so happened, by a fluke, that because I went to Enshi Yangyuan, my identity is still rather special!

Otherwise, once I reached deputy chief physician level, how could all this office politics possibly let me off?

A gentleman is hard to befriend; a petty man is hard to deal with.

Fang Ziye could only "vent his spleen" by making the surgeries even more perfect; therefore, the second and third surgeries, Fang Ziye directly pushed the operation to the extreme, without any explanation.

Even more without pausing to let others digest...

Such a seriously "venting" Fang Ziye truly did not notice when an outsider named "Qiu Zhenghua" appeared in the operating room. (Chapter End)