Chapter 772

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

Fang Ziye wasn't generous enough to just 'give away' such a research project.

Letting someone tag along and not applying for it yourself are two different matters.

Zhang Jianjun approached quickly, steadying his breathing, while Mei Bin hurriedly yielded the primary operating position to Zhang Jianjun, stepping aside.

Coincidentally, just as Zhang Jianjun arrived, the rabbit's muscles in this operating room showed signs of contraction again, clearly displayed on the monitor.

Zhang Jianjun felt for the first time that the muscle activity fluctuations produced by nerve conduction were so beautiful.

"Good, good..." Zhang Jianjun's breath wasn't even yet, so he could only use short words to express his mood at the moment.

At the same time, Zhang Ziqian of the Urology Department finally found the operating room, and after seeing Fang Ziye and the others had already arrived, he apologized first: "Sorry, Professor Fang, Professor Zhang, I'm still a bit late rushing over."

"Not late, not late." Mei Bin pointed at the screen: "Professor Zhang, you arrived just in time, the frequency of this rabbit's active contraction activity has increased."

"It's not excluded that it received signals from the cerebral cortex!"

"Continuous stimulation still needs to run for a while to take effect! ~" Mei Bin continued to make room, letting the newcomer Zhang Ziqian also enjoy the view together.

After watching, Fang Ziye gradually calmed down inside, saying calmly: "Since duration will affect the speed of channel reopening, then the strength of the stimulation current should also be one of the influencing factors."

"Professor Zhang, if it's during the day today, I can complete a few more punctures, and for the stepped adjustment of current strength, you and Professor Mei should be able to arrange it, right?"

Zhang Jianjun finally took several deep breaths, smelled the unique odor of the experimental animals, his eyelids drooped slightly, then replied: "Professor Fang, are you looking down on our Neurology Department?"

"That's naturally no problem."

Can the Neurology Department not operate microcurrents? It's just that the Neurology Department doesn't dare to penetrate the needle electrode of microcurrents into the spinal cord, and cannot complete puncture positioning under MRI monitoring like Fang Ziye.

Mei Bin also nodded: "Definitely no problem, Professor Fang."

Functional reconstruction for paraplegic patients will inevitably be a major research project requiring coordination between Neurology and Surgery in the future, and after the project succeeds, it will also be a major disease type that cannot do without Neurology.

If they can participate in this project first, then the comprehensive strength of Zhongnan Hospital's Neurology Department will inevitably rise to a new level.

Being able to do what others cannot is strength, and absolute strength at that.

This is the most violent, most direct definition of the word strength.

Several people then moved to the next operating room to inspect the other animals again...

This kind of inspection cannot be too hasty, so after looking around once, the time had already reached four-thirty in the early morning.

Standing at the doorway of the last operating room, Zhang Jianjun looked at Fang Ziye with burning eyes: "Professor Fang, if the timing isn't appropriate, I really want to start the preliminary experiments of the next stage of the project right now."

Fang Ziye said: "That won't do, Professor Zhang."

"Experiments aren't clinical surgery, they can't be rushed. We need to balance work and rest; we went back so late yesterday, and now we've rushed over temporarily again."

"This rest is far from enough."

"How about this, Professor Zhang, hotels nearby aren't very expensive recently; let's go there and make do for one night..."

Wang Ou also said: "Yes yes yes, we need to rest well first; otherwise, if something goes wrong during the operation, we'd be somewhat unworthy of such good experimental material provided by Teacher Liao."

"Hard work and effort are the most important and least important contributions to accomplishing a thing; sharpening the knife doesn't delay chopping wood."

Zhang Jianjun looked at Mei Bin immediately: "Mei Bin, check recent hotels online; just not some small inn, mainly ensure cleanliness and hygiene, then talk to the boss about how much it costs to book for several months..."

"I'm thinking, we'll probably often come here to stay up late in the future. Too lazy to run back and forth."

Sometimes, when doing research, besides necessary funding expenses, one also has to pay some costs out of pocket.

Being able to participate in some relatively important projects, this kind of participation experience cannot be measured by simple money.

"Good! ~" Mei Bin went to arrange it immediately.

However, hearing this, Zhang Ziqian asked: "Professor Fang, after the preliminary operations of this animal experiment are completed, can it be conveniently transported?"

"If we always have to run over here, it's still too troublesome."

"After all, we work at this hospital area."

Of course, asking this far, Zhang Ziqian explained again: "Of course, Professor Fang, I'm not trying to be lazy; even if it's not possible, it's fine."

Zhang Ziqian is a surgeon; Zhongnan Hospital's Urology Department has very full surgery arrangements, and on surgery days, basically many sessions are scheduled.

Fang Ziye could understand Zhang Ziqian; this place is closest to his work unit, mainly for the convenience of his own schedule: "Professor Zhang, it's still not recommended to do so in the preliminary stage."

"When our project cycle stabilizes, we can consider it."

"That would be best." Wang Ou of Spine Surgery also breathed a sigh of relief: "Otherwise, our surgery durations in our department are all very long!"

"On weekly outpatient days, excluding surgery days, there's hardly any time to run back and forth."

After reaching this agreement, the group went to 'get a room' for accommodation while chatting and laughing.

After agreeing to resume work successively around nine-thirty to ten tomorrow morning, everyone returned to their respective rooms.

"Mom and Dad plan to go back today; they've already started packing their things now."

"They haven't come to wake me up yet."

"Senior Brother, do you think I should go persuade her?" Luo Tingzhu's plea for help arrived at past five in the early morning.

Fang Ziye actually hadn't fallen asleep; his mind was full of thoughts about the project.

After being woken up, it was hard to fall asleep for a while.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Fang Nan and Liang Xia had already been in Han City for five days.

These past few days, Fang Ziye spent almost half his time running around outside; excluding sleeping time, the total time spent with his parents was less than twenty hours.

"Just persuade her a few words, Tingzhu!"

"It's the holiday now, my work isn't too busy yet; once it's workdays, outpatient clinics, surgeries, experiments..."

"Even if my parents were here, they'd hardly see me." Fang Ziye lay in the hotel room, typing a reply.

"Senior Brother, are you still running the tests?" Luo Tingzhu asked hurriedly.

"No, we're resting temporarily in the hotel now, and will start again around nine-thirty tomorrow."

"If my parents want to go back tomorrow, help them buy tickets and see them off at the station!"

"You might need to buy a ticket too..." Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu said: "Senior Brother, after you left, I thought it over, and I've decided to take my parents back to my hometown directly."

"I'll go back with my parents, and after seeing them back to my hometown, I'll return to Enshi."

"Senior Brother, as for your current project, I'd love to join very much, but after all I won't be in Han City recently, so I can't spare enough time."

"So I don't plan to join this project anymore."

Fang Ziye read it, fell silent for a while: "I'm sorry, Tingzhu."

"What's there to be sorry about? We're family, and not every project you lead needs me as a nominal participant."

"Doing a project isn't romance, and isn't daily life—you can't lump all working hours together."

"I have my own projects to do too."

"And as our respective research directions keep deepening, our research directions will sooner or later diverge."

"Conflicting research directions doesn't mean we're not good..."

"I think separating work and life a bit might make getting along more relaxed."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't help but daydream while working..." Luo Tingzhu explained very cleverly.

Many seniors had suggested that it's not recommended for couples, or parent and child, to work together.

Because it's easy to have a feeling of 'relationship confusion,' and even if only for a short time, it could cause irreversible damage to the work.

Fang Ziye was carefully reading Luo Tingzhu's message, not yet fully understanding it, when Luo Tingzhu's follow-up arrived.

"And Senior Brother, as long as you're doing something, there will be a cost."

"You always tell me that our clinical projects are mostly paid for by the patients' bodies, and we only make physical and energy contributions, right?"

"So behind this, there must also be other invisible expenditures."

"For example our rest time, for example our time spent accompanying family, for example our time with parents..."

Luo Tingzhu didn't dwell on this point: "Besides, actually there aren't many common topics our parents and us can talk about, although Mom always tries hard to find topics we're interested in."

"But I can tell she's also very tired; what she wants to talk about isn't our work or projects, because she doesn't understand."

"And what she wants to talk about, we can't get a word in—family matters back home, we don't even know the people..."

"Senior Brother, this seems like an unsolvable game."

Fang Ziye quickly finished browsing, and deeply closed his eyes.

Although before, Fang Ziye had always been silently telling himself that his parents just sent him out to make a living, not to let him gradually drift apart from them...

He must not form an unbridgeable chasm with his parents.

Yet, just as the chasm the seniors couldn't solve, Fang Ziye couldn't cross it either.

Now Fang Ziye's distance from his parents was no longer merely physical distance.

Cognition, interests, even the number of discussable topics—all completely different.

Even if Fang Ziye could manage his emotions toward topics his parents were interested in, the number of things they could talk about was ultimately limited...

How could Fang Ziye know which relative's son scored how many points on the junior high exam this year, ranked what in class, and what his parents hoped he'd do later?

How could Fang Ziye know which family's daughter back home in town had already married three times, and even held three wedding banquets back home...

How could Fang Ziye know that in the small town someone's family raised a dog that bit a person to death, and then that family paid several hundred thousand...

How could Fang Ziye know that back home there was a family whose son worked in society, but found a wife who was an undergraduate student, and had a child before even finishing sophomore year, and now the child was sent back home, drinking formula milk every day...

Fang Ziye only knew that maybe his parents were constantly hinting that Fang Ziye should make them another little apprentice for them to raise, to pass the idle time.

"Tingzhu, you're quite right."

"Life and family should be separate, but don't create distance just to separate them—our project points can be compatible." Fang Ziye instructed.

"Okay, Senior Brother!"

"And Senior Brother, actually, even if you don't accompany your parents, they're quite happy."

"I took them to the hospital's new campus and old campus, and they both said that you being able to work in such a unit is the greatest blessing of their lives."

"Although even if you achieved nothing, they could enjoy the feeling of grandchildren around their knees, but actually other parents around them who truly enjoy grandchildren around their knees are also envious of them..."

Fang Ziye no longer dwelled on it, and didn't reply to Luo Tingzhu's message anymore, narrowing his eyes, striving to fall asleep.

Unknown how long passed before Fang Ziye sank into deep sleep.

When Fang Ziye's alarm clock rang again, the time was already eight forty.

After getting up and yawning, Fang Ziye opened his mobile phone first thing.

It showed messages from Luo Tingzhu and Liao Jia.

Luo Tingzhu said she had already taken Fang Nan and Liang Xia to eat breakfast, and had already rushed to the high-speed rail station at eight-thirty, and would take the eight-fifty-two train back to Enshi.

'Ding-dong'!

Luo Tingzhu's message arrived just then: "Senior Brother, I persuaded my parents, but your pressure might be a bit high."

"My parents said if you can buy a small villa in the suburbs of Han City and give them a piece of land, they'll move to Han City."

"Fishing every day, planting vegetables, best if there's a pigsty and chicken coop... haha..."

Fang Ziye read it, replied: "Really or fake? If it's true, we can go take a look."

"Of course it's true, it looks like my parents aren't lying, they might also want to see Senior Brother you more often."

"But it's impossible to ask you to come back to Enshi or back to the hometown to work, and they don't want their living situation to change all at once."

"Besides, if they don't raise chickens and pigs, they can still go back to the hometown for a while..."

"That should be Mom and Dad's true thoughts."

"Actually, there's another layer of meaning — they want us to settle down quickly, and then have kids quickly." Luo Tingzhu analyzed deeply without a shred of shame.

Fang Ziye then quipped lewdly: "So that means we not only have to enjoy the pleasure of making a baby, but also accept the consequences of making a baby?"

Luo Tingzhu: "Ah! ~ Senior Brother you! ~"

"This is so fresh and refined, there's no dirty text at all."

"I'm going to the lab now."

"Tingzhu, see you in March! Only the last month left." Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu corrected: "No, accurately speaking, only twenty-some days left. February only has twenty-eight days."

"Right right right, everything you say is right." After Fang Ziye replied, he tapped into Liao Jia's chat interface.

Liao Jia: "Ziye, you guys still rushed over early yesterday morning? How come no one called me?"

"I've already arrived, so I can only have a coffee first."

"Send a message as soon as you get up, then come over. I'll order you takeout."

Fang Ziye said: "Liao Ge, you're the team's Guest of Honor. How would other professors dare disturb a Guest of Honor like you?"

"Running back and forth doing dirty work and tiring work — of course that's for us to do."

Liao Jia was very idle at this moment. After reading the message, he sent a voice message scolding: "Fang Ziye, don't learn to be sarcastic."

"Hurry over, keep me company while I'm bored."

"By the way, let me tell you a happy thing — I'm going to be a dad..."

Fang Ziye read it and immediately said: "Congratulations congratulations, how many months along? Liao Ge."

"Just found out yesterday. How many months could it be? Counting it up, it's just about that."

"Telling you in advance because later I might go accompany prenatal checkups. Early stage is fine, basically just one checkup a month."

"Ziye you work hard too. Let me tell you a private thing — the feeling of intimate contact and non-intimate contact are worlds apart, you know?" Liao Jia started talking dirty.

Fang Ziye happened to have just finished brushing his teeth. After reading, he replied by voice: "Liao Ge, your 'worlds apart' has quite a rich source, doesn't it?! ~"

People are all different, how could the paths be the same?

Obviously, the 'worlds apart' Fang Ziye expressed and the 'worlds apart' Liao Jia expressed weren't the same meaning.

Liao Jia replied directly:

"If you always do reading comprehension like this, you probably couldn't even get into undergrad?"

"I'm setting off, Liao Ge." Fang Ziye said, casually rubbing his face.

Fang Ziye left the house efficiently — brush teeth, splash face with water, and he's good to go.

Of course he could also be meticulous, like doing a simple hairstyle or something.

But today Fang Ziye was going to the animal lab, wearing an operation cap. No matter how good the hairstyle looked, it would be covered up.

The weather in the first lunar month was pretty good. The sun shone high, spring wind came early!

Fang Ziye covetously glanced at the sunshine at the doorway, then shook his head and walked into the animal lab.

"Liao Ge, how come you started smoking?"

"Under a lot of pressure?" When Fang Ziye saw Liao Jia, he smelled cigarette smoke on him.

Fang Ziye remembered Liao Jia didn't smoke before.

"Just coping with a mouthful. Forgot to bring gum today." Liao Jia clapped his hands and handed over the steamed buns and mantou he'd ordered for takeout.

"This trip to Sister-in-law's house, wasn't it pretty smooth?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Not your sister-in-law's family matters. It's my own family relatives borrowing money." Liao Jia shook his head.

Fang Ziye then didn't ask further.

As the old saying goes: the rich don't return to their hometown!

Liao Jia's current net worth, in the vast majority of places, counts as a tycoon.

Liao Jia actively changed the topic: "Ziye, let me ask you a heartfelt question. The reason you brought out this research project at this time node — is it only for that patient you admitted?"

"Just the two words 'responsibility' made you?"

Hearing this, Fang Ziye felt Liao Jia's words seemed to have changed the topic, but maybe hadn't.

Fang Ziye walked into the office inside the lab, grabbed a bottle of mineral water, then sat opposite Liao Jia. After opening it, he downed a mouthful.

"I don't know either. Actually, analyzing from surface components, my being this anxious is really making up for the previous surgery's lack of merit."

"But actually analyzing from a deeper level, I seem to not need to deliberately make up for anything?"

"Saying there's completely no responsible meaning would be too light and breezy."

Fang Ziye glanced at Liao Jia, then simply actively steered the topic back: "Liao Ge, can you casually talk about what you ran into?"

"Treat it as idle chat."

Liao Jia froze for a moment, but didn't blame Fang Ziye for circling the topic back — he himself just hadn't managed to circle it away.

So Liao Jia truthfully recounted what he'd encountered.

The gist was: Liao Jia's parents had already passed away, but Liao Jia's relatives were still alive. Liao Jia had previously returned to his hometown relatively few times.

But this time he got married, didn't even hold a wedding. The hometown relatives had extra strong opinions about Liao Jia.

Actually, Liao Jia not inviting them to witness the marriage was just an excuse. They really just wanted to borrow money from Liao Jia to his face...

For example, Liao Jia's paternal uncle wanted to borrow 300,000 from Liao Jia for Liao Jia's paternal cousin's wedding.

Liao Jia's paternal cousin brother hoped Liao Jia could lend him 1 million in startup capital. His aunt and uncle also meant to borrow money from Liao Jia to buy a storefront...

Liao Jia's parents passed away relatively early. Liao Jia counted as raised by his grandparents through school.

After Liao Jia graduated, he also actively undertook the duty of supporting them, and didn't need his paternal uncle and one aunt to pay.

With relatives like these, if there aren't parents to back you up and shield you, it's actually quite difficult for an individual to handle!

"My grandparents' meaning is also to let me help them out within my capabilities."

"But why should I help them? When my parents passed away, I didn't see anyone offering to take me in and raise me for a few years." Liao Jia finished speaking and sighed.

"To tell the truth, the money they've asked to borrow from me all added up is only about two million, but I'm afraid if I give it this time, next time they'll open their mouths like lions."

"My wife's meaning is also not to lend..."

Fang Ziye nodded: "If it's lending a few tens of thousands, it's definitely for an emergency."

"But if they open their mouths to borrow this much, basically they're planning to borrow without repaying! ~"

"Liao Ge, I don't have the corresponding experience, so I can only suggest you listen to your sister-in-law."

"Just be worthy of your grandparents."

Liao Jia said: "The house I bought for my grandparents was transferred to my paternal cousin last year, and now they've moved back to the hometown, saying it's because the child needs to go to school..."

"Sigh..."

Fang Ziye actually really wanted to say a sentence: if your grandparents are also helping to morally kidnap you, then this kind of grandparents just give them some living expenses and be done with it.

But Fang Ziye isn't Liao Jia, so Fang Ziye can't say this kind of thing.

Perhaps everyone has their own worries.

Seeing Fang Ziye not speaking, Liao Jia added: "But you should also be quite troubled, right? Now you have money, you have achievements, yet you don't have time to accompany them."

"My father-in-law is still considered relatively cultured, but my wife's great-aunt and great-aunt's husband... I really don't know how to chat with them."

"They say reading is useless, children should marry early, and the like, as if my wife marrying in her thirties made her a sinner of the clan."

Right at this moment, Fang Ziye's phone vibrated.

Fang Ziye picked it up to look, it was a WeChat message from that patient's family member: "Professor Fang, my father has already completed the hospitalization procedures, thank you Professor Fang for your trouble."

"We also brought some local specialties for Professor Fang, hope Professor Fang can get used to eating them..."

Seeing the message, Fang Ziye's heart warmed.

To tell the truth, with patients like this, even if you gave Fang Ziye a hundred or eighty more, Fang Ziye wouldn't feel annoyed or tired.

"Thank you, thank you, but I won't be coming to the department today, you guys go ahead and complete the hospitalization procedures first."

"Regarding your father's treatment problem, I've been pondering it all along, and currently already have a relatively good plan!" Fang Ziye replied.

The patient's daughter typed back: "Thank you for your hard work Professor Fang, we've always believed in you Professor Fang."

"Then Professor Fang you rest well, I'm just letting you know, hope I didn't disturb you Professor Fang."

The patient's daughter was actually also very conflicted; if she truly didn't want to disturb Fang Ziye, she shouldn't have sent this message.

But as a father's daughter, she couldn't completely ignore her own father's condition.

Liao Jia picked up his phone, looked at it, then put it down: "Perhaps responsibility without any reason is what makes people care the most."

"If a responsibility really has a rope tied to it, it instead becomes a fetter."

"Thank you, Ziye, I suddenly understand what to do."

Fang Ziye and the patient's family, unrelated by blood or marriage, if not for fate, wouldn't have known each other in this lifetime.

Yet it was he who also made Fang Ziye generate a sense of responsibility.

This sense of responsibility arose from the heart, unrelated to any specific directional factors.

Fang Ziye didn't reply, after finishing breakfast, went with Liao Jia to the Animal Experiment Center to start preparing today's operation.

Today the Orthopedics Department's several professors didn't come again, but the Urology Department, Neurology Department, and Neurology and Neurosurgery Department's several professors were all present without absence...

Time flows like water, in a blink it arrived at February 5th.

The eighth day of the Lunar New Year, the first day of work.

Early morning, 6:55, after Fang Ziye finished his morning run, he took the initiative to send Luo Tingzhu a message: "Tingzhu, did you get up early and run today?"

"It's a workday, oh."

Luo Tingzhu's panting voice came back: "Running right now, woke up late today, only ran three kilometers so far."

"Still early until nine o'clock official start of work! ~"

"Talk to you again in a bit."

Fang Ziye put away his phone, went back to thoroughly wash up, changed into a brand new set of clothes, the whole person refreshed and ready to go.

The two characters "happy" were written all over his face.

In the elevator.

"Professor Fang, your mood is this good today?" Someone who recognized him saw Fang Ziye this happy and actively greeted him.

"That's a joke, when a person encounters happy events their spirit is refreshed, our Professor Fang, he's about to punch through the research track."

"CAA journal's project host identity, the first one domestically. CAA's clinical trial project, the journal's first one."

"Just these two firsts can dominate Eastern Han for at least ten years or more." Vascular Surgery's Tang Xiaoping sincerely praised.

This article Fang Ziye published, the praise coming from it, is far from having activated even the tip of the iceberg of Fang Ziye tasting the sweet rewards.

This kind of research breakthrough needs a very long fermentation time before it will let Fang Ziye taste the most beautiful feedback.

"Professor Tang, Professor Su... good morning..." Fang Ziye returned with a smile.

"Good morning Professor Fang." Breast and Thyroid Surgery's Professor Su extended his palm and shook hands with Fang Ziye...

When Fang Ziye arrived at the department, Lan Tianluo was already waiting eagerly.

At the first moment, very nervously pacing in small quick steps he leaned over: "Senior Brother, how is it? Did it succeed?"

The CAA clinical trial article has already been published, already become past tense glory, although the glory hasn't fermented.

But compared to what Fang Ziye is about to do, what does merely reforming and improving bone tumor treatment methods count for?

Paraplegia!

Spinal cord injury!

If this treatment can achieve a breakthrough, it is poised to impact the most influential treatment breakthrough and surgical technique R&D of the twenty-first century, and can at least suppress achievements for the next hundred years!!

Fang Ziye did not answer, only smiling as he asked: "Is there breakfast? I came on an empty stomach."

"Senior Brother, hurry up and tell me."

"For staple food there are noodles, and for side dishes there are local specialties from various places, beef jerky from western Sichuan, and cured meat and such need not even be mentioned..." Lan Tianluo tilted his head back, his face full of anticipation.

It can be said that if it were not for the responsibility of the Hospitalist position pressing down on Lan Tianluo, even his own father could not suppress Lan Tianluo's enthusiasm to personally go to the Animal Laboratory and participate in the research project.

"Mhm! ~ I've already found the solution." Fang Ziye shared his joy with Lan Tianluo.

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianluo formed his left hand into a palm and his right hand into a fist, and slammed them together hard.

Even that wasn't enough for him; he then used his right fist to hammer Fang Ziye's shoulder hard, looking like he was striking with force, yet also like a little woman acting coquettishly with a resentful look.

No other reason — this breakthrough is too meaningful.

Moreover, Fang Ziye cannot bring him along this time either.

Lan Tianluo still has no way to have a sense of participation!

"Stop hitting, or your scapula will fracture in a moment." Fang Ziye dodged and walked forward with quick steps.

Lan Tianluo jogged to catch up: "It's fine, Senior Brother, we're in Orthopedics here, a scapula fracture can heal without even needing surgery..."

In the Inpatient General Office, several of Fang Ziye's students were pushing tables together to eat breakfast; besides hot dry noodles, there were also local specialties from various places that had been microwaved.

Fang Ziye looked left and right at Lan Tianluo's office, stunned.

Compared to when he previously served as Hospitalist and had only a single refrigerator, there were now obviously many more things.

A microwave oven, a dining table, a full set of brand-new tea ware, a massage chair...

As Fang Ziye inspected like this, Lan Tianluo smiled embarrassedly and explained: "Senior Brother, times are changing; since one's own finances aren't straitened, there's no need to deliberately suffer, right?"

"The most important thing for us is still to do our work well; if on the basis of doing good work we also consider personal life issues, that's a perfect result."

Lan Tianluo's attitude is not wrong.

A Hospitalist is also human; being human, one can pursue a better lifestyle — work is also part of life.

"Right! ~ That's how it should be; look what you're still missing?" Fang Ziye felt that Lan Tianluo might bring the Hospitalist position in the hospital to another height.

"There is; Assimilate even equipped me with several air-conditioning quilts and a good pillow."

"Senior Brother, this pillow is really quite easy to use; I'll send you the link later or mail it directly to you, strongly recommended..." Lan Tianluo said.

Fang Ziye gave Lan Tianluo a thumbs up and exclaimed: "Finding an older girlfriend really does mean being doted on!"

Lan Tianluo's eyes immediately tightened, and he hurriedly explained: "Senior Brother, my sister is also very gentle, right?"

"That's not what I meant!"

"Eat, eat; after eating go to the operating room. Today's surgery is very important! ~"

"Hu Qingyuan, is the informed consent signing done?" Fang Ziye gave the order and then sat down to eat.

But this one utterance from Fang Ziye directly made Hu Qingyuan, who had been sneakily getting a gift for Fang Ziye, tremble slightly, nearly dropping the paper box in his hand.

Fang Ziye also saw the box in Hu Qingyuan's hand: "Qingyuan, what's this?" (Chapter End)