Chapter 760

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

Fang Ziye started up with a jolt: "What's the situation? Where are you?"

But Lan Tianluo didn't even have time to answer before he hurriedly hung up the phone.

Just now, when Lan Tianluo spoke through gritted teeth, chaotic sounds came from that end.

At this hour, only the Emergency Department would have such a scene.

Although he was somewhat tired, Fang Ziye could only get up and rush toward the Emergency Department.

Fang Ziye was still considered young; converted to other people's ages, he was right at the Chief Resident stage, with extremely strong physical strength and energy.

Ten minutes later, Fang Ziye arrived at the Emergency Department, his footsteps hurried.

Right now, Lan Tianluo happened to walk out of the Emergency Resuscitation Room; opposite him, a young man in formal wear pointed at Lan Tianluo: "Do you know you're breaking the law?"

The young man wore glasses, his mouth full of threats.

"Don't block me! I'm in the middle of a rescue right now." Lan Tianluo also pointed horizontally at the young man, his eyelids twitching, full of indignation.

"You still want to get physical? Then let me advise you to calm down again; if you get physical, that just happens to be right up your professional alley." The young man fearlessly used his right hand to straighten his collar.

His left hand was wrapped in gauze; he should be injured as well.

Fang Ziye quickly approached: "Tian Luo, what's going on?"

"Senior Brother, you've come at just the right time; Hu Qingyuan and them have just been put on the spot; here we have a middle finger tendon that needs suturing!"

"He's been pestering me non-stop; the Resuscitation Room has a lower limb arterial injury."

"I just finished handling the artery, then got another call saying a lower limb mangled extremity has already been pushed into the Emergency Operating Room." Lan Tianluo replied somewhat incoherently.

The young man saw Fang Ziye and noticed his bearing was slightly different, so he said loudly: "Are you his leader?"

"His professional level is too unskilled; he doesn't even understand the First-Consultation Responsibility System."

"I'm telling you, he broke the law!"

"I came first; it's already been over an hour, and you just gave me a perfunctory bandaging..." The young man precisely and swiftly reported Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye didn't even acknowledge him: "You go to the Emergency Operating Room first."

"How is the patient in the Resuscitation Room?"

"Okay! I'll go over first." Lan Tianluo simply completed the handover with Fang Ziye, then bypassed the young man and ran toward the Emergency Operating Room.

The young man found himself ignored, his eyes bulging round; he walked in front of Fang Ziye: "Big Brother, please respect me a little; I'm a damn lawyer, and right now I'm also a patient."

"I registered, requested a consultation, and a doctor-patient relationship has already been formed."

Fang Ziye glanced at the other party, took a deep breath, and patiently replied: "I don't care who you are; you'd better stay put honestly. Our Hospital has currently admitted over a dozen car accident injuries."

"Since you're a lawyer, you should know the consequences of your reckless behavior."

"After a major emergency incident occurs, medical order is no longer simply based on the order of arrival time."

"I have to go to the Resuscitation Room first..."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he turned and went back into the Resuscitation Room.

The young man was stunned upon hearing this; actually, he didn't mainly handle medical disputes.

Watching Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo leave decisively without taking him seriously at all, he didn't dare act rashly anymore.

He wasn't stupid; the reason he threatened Lan Tianluo was to get treatment, not to disrupt medical order.

Making a scene in the Hospital isn't a particularly smart thing to do.

But at certain times, "making a scene" can get you relatively fairer, priority medical order.

Fang Ziye entered the Resuscitation Room, looked at the patient Lan Tianluo had handled, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

After years of precipitation, Lan Tianluo had ultimately "propped himself up."

At this age, his Hemostasis Technique had reached the Level 4 threshold in an almost unreasonable way; it counted as truly touching the threshold of high-end operations in Trauma Surgery.

At his rate of progress, in another three to five years, winning the province's Young Physician Special Prize would be a piece of cake.

Lan Tianluo's operational talent was still quite commendable.

Although at a glance there were still quite a few areas for improvement, Fang Ziye didn't waste time because of it.

For a simple trauma patient, there's not much difference between a 90-point prognosis and a 98-point one; at most it's just a difference in scar size.

For some patients who need life-saving, 95 points means death, 96 points means survival; even a slight lack of fire candidate won't do.

There's no need to waste time here.

Fang Ziye went out again; seeing that gauze-wrapped young man still at the Emergency Clinic doorway, he walked over: "Come on, come with me to the Consultation Room."

"I'll suture you."

The young man looked Fang Ziye up and down, somewhat hesitant: "You?"

"What professional title are you?"

"Deputy Director Physician; do you want me to suture or not?" Fang Ziye asked.

"However you choose, I have to tell you first: today our Hospital is extremely busy; you can't pick the Lead Surgeon."

"You only have two options: accept or don't accept; of course, you can also go to Other Hospitals..."

The young man remained suspicious: "Don't kid me; although I don't handle many medical dispute cases, you're telling me at your age you're a Deputy Director Physician — isn't that a bit exaggerated?"

Fang Ziye said: "This is simple; my name is Fang Ziye; you can just look it up, right?"

"But I don't have time to wait for you right now!"

"Either come with me for informed consent and I'll suture you, or go to Other Hospitals and find a professor to do the surgery!"

"So your name is Fang Ziye? Then there's no issue." The young lawyer shivered all over upon hearing this, then broke into a smile.

"Hello, Professor Fang, I'm Han Tao. I'm a lawyer." After Han Tao's expression changed abruptly, he squeezed out a smile creased like crow's feet, extended his right hand, and tried to shake Fang Ziye's hand enthusiastically.

Fang Ziye wasn't here for human relations; he bypassed the man and went straight to the emergency clinic to start printing the informed consent template.

Han Tao had turned into a chatterbox at this point, trailing behind Fang Ziye: "Professor Fang, I've heard of you! ~Holy crap."

"At our law firm, Lawyer Zhou gets at least two or three people a day coming to ask if they can file a complaint against you, sue you, things like that..."

Hearing this, the corner of Fang Ziye's mouth twitched slightly: "What kind of messy nonsense is this?"

Fang Ziye found the template, confirmed Han Tao's name, then located the patient number; all the basic information was already filled in.

Started printing.

"Professor Fang, you're impressive all right — people who come asking to complain about you basically all have identities that aren't simple."

"So my master even brought me along to specifically check you out, this batch."

"I came to see a client; I slipped and fell on my way out..."

"I never expected I'd actually run into you." Han Tao began rattling on, striking up a familiar rapport with Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye glanced at him: "So you keep threatening my fellow trainee, saying he broke the law?"

Han Tao: "..."

"Misunderstanding, Professor Fang, it's all a misunderstanding. I was just anxious to get treatment."

"Aren't all your hospitals like this? Full of connections, especially in emergencies — if someone's injured and it's an acquaintance..."

Han Tao said: "My old teacher used to have me specialize in medical disputes, but I found them boring, so I switched to divorce cases."

"Medical disputes — win or lose, they're a real pain in the ass."

"From the family's angle, a perfectly good person is gone."

"From the hospital's angle, certain uncontrollable factors are the most uncontrollable..."

Han Tao spoke up to here, then asked: "Professor Fang, can I recommend a few patients to you?"

Fang Ziye replied very cleanly: "No! ~"

"Right now you're the patient, I'm the doctor, I'm here to handle your emergency — that's the only relationship between us."

"Uh... right..." Han Tao immediately recovered his composure: "Professor Fang, you definitely don't lack patients."

Fifteen minutes later.

Fang Ziye led Han Tao out of the operating room.

Han Tao looked at Fang Ziye with a suspicious face, tone even more hesitant: "Professor Fang, did you really treat me?"

"Counting your disinfection and gauze time, I feel like you operated for less than five minutes?"

Fang Ziye said: "Go to the emergency pharmacy to get medicine, change dressings on schedule. Remember to buy a hand orthosis, come to our Orthopedics tomorrow to have a doctor put it on."

"You have to come. Only when you come can we remove the aluminum plate plaster; the orthosis must be worn."

"On the medical order, I've already written it very clearly — it's you who's willing to buy the orthosis for fixation yourself! ~" Fang Ziye adopted a strictly businesslike attitude.

Seeing he couldn't get a word in, Han Tao simply probed more directly: "Professor Fang, I have a friend, his parents are both civil servants, rank not low either."

"He had a car accident in university, can you help take a look?"

"If you can cure him, his parents will be very grateful. Even if you just get him standing up from a wheelchair! ~"

"Have him come to outpatient clinic himself; my slot is every Tuesday."

Fang Ziye said this, then added: "That's it. If you have no other issues related to yourself, go get your medicine and go home; remember to take it on time."

"Three medicines total: antimicrobial, analgesic anti-inflammatory, detumescence."

Fang Ziye finished speaking, then turned away from in front of Han Tao.

Because from the corner of his eye, Fang Ziye had already caught sight of an emergency stretcher bursting in from outside the emergency department, and the glaring dark red on the blue sheets stimulated his gaze at the first moment.

Fang Ziye shrugged his shoulders to loosen his shoulder joint gap; his gaze also keenly captured flowing dark red blood in the patient's left lower abdomen.

This time, neither the on-site nor the ambulance doctors seem to be experts! ~

While the emergency department nurses and doctors were approaching, Fang Ziye had already quietly opened his examination gloves.

"Professor Fang..." Han Tao edged over somewhat shamelessly, still wanting to talk.

"Can't you see I'm busy?" Fang Ziye turned, demanded sharply, eyes blazing — clearly a bit annoyed.

Hearing this, Han Tao gulped down two mouthfuls of saliva.

"Thank you, Professor Fang. I was planning to thank you." Han Tao thus changed his address.

After snapping his gloves onto his wrists with two cracks, Fang Ziye followed to the stretcher side.

The surgeon in charge of reception gave a rough glance, then said: "Active bleeding in left lower abdomen. Request General Surgery, Orthopedics, Vascular Surgery consultation."

"Lateral blood pressure, establish intravenous access, oxygen, cardiac monitor, push to resuscitation room..." Another emergency department doctor rapidly issued various medical orders.

"Blood oxygen saturation, 93%!"

"Blood pressure 102!"

"..."

Fang Ziye did not act directly, because the patient's blood loss was still considerable; current blood pressure was a bit low but not yet below the shock line.

Better wait until the patient is on the resuscitation bed, hooked up to life monitoring equipment, then decide.

Once everything was ready...

Fang Ziye also announced his identity, and immediately had the chance to approach the bedside and start a physical examination together with Emergency Surgery's Associate Professor Wang Liqun.

After Fang Ziye finished the preliminary physical examination, he took off his examination gloves, and exchanged a strange look with Emergency Surgery's Wang Liqun.

Wang Liqun explained somewhat embarrassedly: "Professor Fang, the level of this 120 ambulance doctor and the on-site rescue doctor are both uneven in quality."

"So..."

Fang Ziye naturally wasn't complaining; he just felt this patient's "ferocious appearance" was a bit of a waste of his emotions.

It appears to be active bleeding, but in reality it's damage to the inferior epigastric artery that wasn't addressed, causing superficial bleeding.

The patient's abdomen has only localized intestinal injury, no other organ or arterial damage...

This already counts as a mild emergency among emergencies; if handled promptly at the scene, it could have been taken care of in a district people's hospital operating room.

Instead, due to significant bleeding during transport, he was sent to Zhongnan Hospital.

"Director Wang, then I'll go rest first." Fang Ziye replied.

"Professor Fang, you go ahead and be busy..." Wang Liqun hurriedly nodded.

He knew Fang Ziye's level; Fang Ziye had even put on examination gloves with great fanfare for this patient, and after approaching was preparing for a major effort.

As a result, just as he opened the gauze, the battle stopped.

Quite a waste of time and emotion.

Fang Ziye withdrew from the resuscitation bay, but did not completely leave the resuscitation room.

In another resuscitation bay, there was a patient Lan Tianluo had hastily treated; before ruling out that he was completely out of life danger, Fang Ziye couldn't just leave directly.

If he hadn't come, fine; if he had other tasks, also fine.

With no tasks at all, and having run into Lan Tianluo's gap period, Fang Ziye also couldn't turn a blind eye.

Back then his own teacher could back him up; Fang Ziye had no reason to drop the ball during Lan Tianluo's tenure as Chief Resident!

After guarding for another ten-plus minutes, watching the patient be stably pushed to the operating room, Fang Ziye finally let out a slight breath of relief.

Checking the time again, it had already reached 2 AM.

Fang Ziye took out his mobile phone; the screen was completely peaceful, no missed calls, no unread messages.

"Now, I can finally rest." Fang Ziye muttered to himself.

However, Fang Ziye had only taken a couple of steps when his phone rang.

Fang Ziye really wanted to slap himself twice.

How can you say the words 'can rest' while 'on duty'?

"Hello! ~" Fang Ziye answered the work call.

"Is this Professor Fang? I'm Dou Yueyue. Sorry to disturb you so late?"

"The patient transferred to ICU earlier has had two more episodes of ventricular fibrillation and atrial fibrillation; currently the bilateral lower limb arteries are blocked."

"I called a vascular surgery consultation; they said to first give low molecular weight heparin sodium treatment."

"Do you think any other treatment is needed?" Dou Yueyue's tone was relatively polite.

"Fibrillated three times again? What's the patient's current other conditions?" Fang Ziye hurriedly asked further.

This patient's half a life was dragged back by him forcefully; with time available, Fang Ziye was unwilling to give up easily.

"Did a CT, no bleeding shown, but blood pressure still isn't very stable."

"Liver and kidney function aren't very good either, electrolytes have been fluctuating."

"After you left the operating room, a cardiac stent was placed; currently the risk of infarction in important organs isn't large."

"Currently under ECMO assisted monitoring." Dou Yueyue replied quickly.

"I'll come over and take a look first. In the ICU, right?" Fang Ziye said.

"Mm, in the ICU. After you enter, report my name and I'll bring you over."

"I feel this patient's situation is still not very optimistic." Dou Yueyue's tone was a bit heavy.

Fang Ziye hung up the phone, lightly slapped himself a few times.

After Fang Ziye entered the monitoring room wearing scrubs, he still changed into a dedicated isolation suit!

However, Fang Ziye didn't even need to report Dou Yueyue's name, because Dou Yueyue and several nurses had already hurried from the office toward the monitoring room.

A senior nurse said: "Doctor Dou, heart rate has risen above 135 again, estimate it fibrillated again; we've already followed your medical order and increased pump speed..."

Fang Ziye just followed along.

In the monitoring room you can only see the patient's vital signs and a series of test results; there's no display screen like in the operating room.

"Atrial fibrillation again! ~"

Dou Yueyue looked at Fang Ziye: "Professor Fang, do you think ablation treatment is necessary?"

"Patient with such frequent atrial and ventricular fibrillation? Could it be the 'myocardial sleeve' on the large vein firing rapid electrical impulses?"

After entering ICU, the patient still had multiple ultrasounds; now the bedside ultrasound is still set up.

"Ask Cardiology's opinion; I can't say for sure what his situation is right now." Fang Ziye said.

Although Fang Ziye's basic skills are formidable, Fang Ziye is not a Cardiology doctor; for these theories, he certainly isn't that proficient.

A top Orthopedics doctor certainly understands some routine Cardiology operations, but certainly not that professional.

Dou Yueyue dialed the Cardiology on-duty phone without any hesitation.

The Chief Resident turned into a second-line consultation shift, and finally got a reply from a third-line consultation shift professor.

"Oh, okay! ~"

"Cardiology says this is malignant arrhythmia; doing an ablation might be better."

"We'll still push the patient into the operating room."

"Rongrong, you go talk to the family for informed consent signature, don't delay time!" Dou Yueyue gave the order without the slightest hesitation, not asking Fang Ziye's opinion again.

At this moment, Fang Ziye actually didn't have much opinion.

Different from Chen Song's situation back then, this patient's arrhythmia has already reached an extreme frequency.

Continuing like this, total cardiac arrest will eventually occur.

At that time it'll be organic death...

Half an hour later, operating room, still Room 9.

After all pathways were prepared, the patient was once again ready for interventional surgery!

When Cardiology Professor Bao Qisong arrived, he immediately spotted Fang Ziye on the platform, who had finished scrubbing and was putting on his gown while saying, "Professor Fang, I knew you'd be on the platform."

"If it were anyone else, they probably wouldn't dare send the patient back to the OR so easily."

Bao Qisong approached with a knowing smile: "As expected, Professor Fang has already completed the preoperative preparations; I just need to perform the operation."

"If this shift keeps going like this, it's not bad at all."

Bao Qisong tried to liven the atmosphere, but Fang Ziye ignored him at this moment, because Fang Ziye was observing the patient's whole-body blood supply situation.

Pretty bad.

Even with filters placed on the carotid arteries and inferior vena cava, the patient's previous pulmonary embolism clots hadn't dissolved, and now new clots had appeared in the bilateral lower limb arteries, portal vein, and inferior mesenteric artery.

If it keeps clotting like this, it won't be easy to handle.

Moreover, because the patient has traumatic injuries, excessive systemic heparinization isn't advisable either!

"Do the ablation first? Address the atrial fibrillation triggers."

"I'll deal with the remaining thrombi; if we still can't save him after that, then there's truly no way..." Fang Ziye said.

"We've done our best too, Professor Fang."

Bao Qisong's tone turned serious: "Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't survive in the resuscitation room! ~"

"Of course, if he still can't pull through in the end, all previous efforts lose their meaning."

"..."

Ablation requires a certain level of skill, but as a surgery routinely performed at a prefecture-level city hospital, Cardiology Professor Bao Qisong completed it with great ease.

After the operation, Professor Bao Qisong didn't leave immediately.

Cardiology also has interventional procedures, such as thrombectomy and the like.

Currently, most post-MI thrombi are handled by Cardiology; thrombi in other parts of the body outside the heart fall to Vascular Surgery.

However, even watching Fang Ziye perform thrombectomy again, Bao Qisong couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "Surgery is still surgery."

"The charm of these two hands is too strong."

Bao Qisong said, glancing at his own gloves: "I always say my hands are size 7.3, there are no gloves on the market that fit me, so that's why I perform poorly."

"That's just a bullshit excuse."

"Professor Fang, what you just removed — was it a superior mesenteric artery thrombus?"

"This kind of thrombus can be removed too?"

Fang Ziye nodded, looking at the restored smooth blood supply system, and let out a breath of relief: "If it can be removed, remove it; if not, it's considered routine."

"The remaining small artery emboli can only wait for heparin or rivaroxaban to slowly resolve."

"Anesthesiologist, what's the patient's heart rate and blood pressure? Clots removed."

"Heart rate 102! Blood pressure 102/64!" the anesthesiologist replied.

Facing this return patient, his pressure was still considerable; he had been continuously monitoring the patient's various indicators.

The patient remained comatose, ECMO also continuing.

So it wasn't that easy for cardiac arrest to occur again; even if it stopped, ECMO parameters could be adjusted to restart the patient's circulation.

"Send to ICU... leave it to fate..." Fang Ziye had no way out.

The four words "strength not matching heart" were deeply engraved in Fang Ziye's mind for the first time.

But Fang Ziye had also done his utmost, and it was the utmost of his own capability.

If he still has to die, then it's King Yama really wanting him to go — no one can retain him! ~

Surgery ended, time had already reached 2:20 AM.

Professor Bao Qisong and Fang Ziye merely exchanged a few more greetings, and didn't disturb Fang Ziye's rest; he also knew Fang Ziye had already fought a bitter battle for most of the night.

He should take the chance to rest a bit; he also needed to go rest.

After sending the patient back to ICU, Fang Ziye directly returned to the Trauma Surgery Director's Office, and slept fully clothed again.

A night finally passed.

Fang Ziye finally slept soundly for a full four and a half hours, until 7:37 AM, when a phone call thoroughly woke him.

Fang Ziye thought he had overslept, that it was Lan Tianluo and the others calling.

But looking, it was actually Dou Yueyue, whom he had just added a remark for last night.

"Doctor Dou, how's the patient?" Fang Ziye asked, his heart involuntarily tightening.

Dou Yueyue's breathing quickened several times at those words, then she hummed a few times.

"The patient's condition is all good; it's Professor Fang you who've been troubled."

"The family isn't paying now; they only paid twenty thousand yuan. They say, during Professor Fang's first surgery, they weren't present, didn't know it would cost so much."

"So they're only willing to pay for the second operation's fees."

"Roughly twenty thousand."

"And the patient's family also said they can't afford ICU, want to transfer out." Dou Yueyue's tone was somewhat disappointed.

Fang Ziye was stunned, his mood instantly turning complex: "The patient's family shouldn't have said only these things, right?"

Dou Yueyue said: "Right, they said they didn't sign, didn't agree; whoever did the surgery, whoever ordered the procedures, whoever pays."

"Anyway they have no money to give; transferring out of ICU is fine, just restore their family member to the state before surgery."

"Can't afford treatment..."

"But Professor Fang, you also know, this patient was brought in by 120 yesterday, is an emergency trauma patient; the On-duty Director and Hospital Director's Office directly ordered resuscitation."

"The cost issue isn't your responsibility, but?"

Fang Ziye said: "Doctor Dou, you've said this much, just go ahead and explain everything."

"I can take it! ~"

This matter isn't Fang Ziye's responsibility; Fang Ziye is just a doctor, and it was the Hospital that received the Emergency Rescue task.

In such an urgent situation, having received the task, who could still worry about costs?

It can only be that whoever gave the order bears the cost, right?

The task Fang Ziye received was to save the person's life.

"The Family Members' Opinions have Diverged; the Patient's wife's family has money but is Unwilling to pay."

"The Patient's own parents are certainly Willing to save him, but can't come up with that much money; yesterday we Roughly calculated, it's probably Twenty-plus Ten Thousand Yuan."

"The Insurance Company probably can't pay that much either! ~"

"The key problem now is, the Patient's wife might still want a compensation payout; that's how things stand……"

A spouse's Signature authority usually takes priority over parents'. Based On Legal Regulations, when a Patient is Awake and can Correctly Express their wishes, the Patient themself should Sign to Decide the treatment plan; this embodies the Patient's informed consent right.

If the Patient loses autonomous decision-making Capability, usually their close relatives are considered first, including spouse, parents, children, etc.; they hold equal Status and jointly exercise guardianship rights.

But with medical matters, whoever can afford the money has greater decision-making power.

"What about children?" Fang Ziye asked.

"The children are minors." Dou Yueyue said.

"And they're all thinking of getting compensation, so they probably won't care about much else either."

Fang Ziye Hear this, took a deep breath: "Too bad the Patient was already Coma when Admitted? Sigh……"

This Booth of accounts is quite a mess.

"Director Fang, that's roughly the situation; there might be people coming to Talk to you later, I'm giving you a heads-up in Advance."

"Have some Psychological Preparation. We also have to Handover, so we'll leave it at that." Dou Yueyue finished Explaining, then proactively Hung Up the phone.

She wasn't looking for Fang Ziye to chat Idly.

It was because she knew Fang Ziye wanted to save this person, and had Paid a lot for it, but now……

After Fang Ziye Hung Up, his Mood was dazed.

No Matter What, he had already Tried Hard.

Actually, on This Patient, there are still many things that could be Pursued; for instance, his wife can produce the money, but is it her parents' money, or the couple's Joint Property? Does their family have other Assets……

But these, are all Unimportant now.

Fang Ziye can only save lives, not a person's fate.

"Hope you Wake Up, and don't blame me." Fang Ziye Silently prayed.

Based On Dou Yueyue's meaning, the Patient most likely is No Matter, and should be able to Wake Up.

Just after waking up, whether he can Accept everything in Reality, that's no longer something Fang Ziye and Dou Yueyue two people can Manage.

Of course, Fang Ziye saved him not to make him Grateful!

That was Fang Ziye's Work; Fang Ziye happened to be Capable of it, so he did it.

"Director Fang, you're Awake?" Fang Ziye just Exited the Director's Office Door, discovering the Head Nurse and an elderly Couple standing at the Doorway; Head Nurse Huang Xiaowei was Smiling very Enthusiastically.

"These are my Uncle and Aunt; they came specially to Rush Over and Thank you."

"What a coincidence? The person you did Surgery on yesterday, happens to be my Brother-in-law……"

"I was also outside the Operating Room, heard the Vascular Surgery Professor say, if not for Director Fang you Rushing Back, my Brother-in-law would have been in grave danger." Huang Xiaowei was Familiar with Fang Ziye, Proficiently laying out the whole matter.

"Thank you, Director Fang, Hard Work."

"We came to Represent Xiao Dai to Thank you; Xiao Dai is still in the ICU, my daughter is Downstairs Guarding; Xiao Dai's parents are still on their way."

"I thought, since Xiaowei said she knows you, that's a good Opportunity to Thank Professor Fang."

"Didn't bring much, just bought a Fruit Basket for Professor Fang, to Express Sincerity; Next Time must have Xiaowei Reserve a time with Director Fang, our whole family will properly Thank Professor Fang." The elder spoke first to Express Stance.

He was just Xiao Dai's father-in-law.

Fang Ziye Hear this, Nodded: "No Need for politeness, No Need for politeness."

"Mhm, Uncle Aunt, today is a Workday, we're about to Handover, your Gratitude I accept in spirit, the Fruit I also accept on behalf of our Department."

"You go attend to your business, we have to Work."

"I still need to go in and find something to eat……" Fang Ziye only Responsible for Explaining, didn't stay, just directly Pushed the Door and Entered the Inpatient General Office.

Turn Back: "Head Nurse, you explain to your Aunt and Uncle, I stayed up all night yesterday, Surgeries all day today, need to eat something, otherwise I can't hold up."

Fang Ziye's manner though Not Too Polite, his Heart was actually very warm.

People need to eat. (Chapter End)