Chapter 793: Medical Academic Genius Chapter 790: Everyone's Social Maneuvering

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

"What are you two trying to do? In front of so many people, you still want to get physical?" Xiong Bin wasn't small in stature, but watching Deng Yong and Liu Huanglong approach simultaneously still made him slightly apprehensive!

Orthopedics' combat power has always been legendary in the hospital; recently, Orthopedics' former Administrative Director led a team to beat up a 'Colleague' in the hospital, even tearing their rotator cuff!!!

"Professor Xiong, what are you trying to do?" After Deng Yong and Liu Huanglong surrounded Xiong Bin, Deng Yong became unhurried and calm.

"Xiong Bin, look at how many of us there are — who's anxious? You keep jumping up and down like this, don't you feel like a clown?"

"When acting as a dog, when the master strokes your fur, does that make you comfortable?"

Unlike Fang Ziye's connotation, Deng Yong opened with insults, and the most unpleasant kind at that.

He directly tore off the fig leaf many people cared about, then rubbed salt in the wound.

Xiong Bin's face immediately turned gloomy, his hands pinching his finger joints until they cracked: "Deng Yong, speak clearly — who are you calling a dog?"

"Whoever answers to it is the one! ~ Isn't that perfectly clear?" Deng Yong unhurriedly glanced at Xiong Bin's fists, then smiled.

"I advise you not to make a move, lest you bring trouble on yourself to an unsolvable degree!"

"Xiong Bin, this team now is no longer just the previous three to five people, so your little schemes and small actions fundamentally can't be hidden."

"Hey, I find it strange — what's wrong with Fang Ziye taking a rest?"

"Others have been working overtime continuously during the New Year period; now the experiment has made stage-by-stage progress, this one month's harvest equals several years for others."

"With this kind of investment return ratio, what's wrong with resting a bit?"

"Why are you jumping around so much?"

"How come only you are jumping around here?" Deng Yong gave not an inch of face, tearing open every detail.

Xiong Bin heard this, looked at Urology's Zhang Ziqian, then at Neurology and Neurosurgery's Liao Weijing, then at Neurology's Zhang Jianjun.

Xiong Bin took a deep breath, looked at these people: "So, you have no opinions at all about Fang Ziye being so passive and slacking off?"

"So, I just told him to come over and quickly handle the research project, and instead I'm the one who spoke wrong and did wrong?"

"Hey, do you have the qualifications to scold me as a dog?"

"Do you lick boots like this?"

Deng Yong gave Xiong Bin a light push: "Professor Xiong, you tell me — in what capacity are you here urging Fang Ziye?"

"Speak!"

"Are you a Core Member of the research project group? Do you know the project's progress?"

"Do you know how the project was pushed forward before?"

"Or does Xiong Bin think he can act as a think tank in the research project group?"

"Do the resources Xiong Bin holds in his hands crush everyone else?"

Xiong Bin's face turned pale.

Deng Yong came specifically to tear off the face and humiliate him, with no intention of leaving any retreat route!

So, Deng Yong and the others knew from the start they were deliberately urging Fang Ziye, with a purpose.

And these old cunts, seeing through it but not saying it, just watched me jumping around performing here.

"What remarkable achievements does Xiong Bin have? So you think you can order around the other Core Members of the research project group?"

Deng Yong saw Xiong Bin's eyes go vacant, slapped the table: "Xiong Bin, you tell me — on what grounds do you command my student?"

"Based on which achievement of yours? Based on which contribution of yours to the project?"

"Based on which kind of academic achievement and professional achievement?"

"Speak!"

Xiong Bin's face was stifled into a pig-liver color, his chest heaving violently: "Good one, Deng Yong, Professor Fang's temper is of the same lineage as yours, right?"

"I don't have enough research output, so I don't even have the qualifications to speak about Fang Ziye?"

Deng Yong retorted in a counter-question: "If not?"

"That's my fucking student; his parents gave birth to him, his teachers raised and taught him!"

"Now he's already accomplished in his studies, does he need you here barking orders?"

"Let me ask you — your real purpose in urging Fang Ziye to the lab, what is it?"

"Today isn't the first time."

"Who are you trying to help? Or who do you want to harm?" Deng Yong scolded first, then sarcastically mocked in a soft voice.

Deng Yong has a bad temper; he often speaks loudly in the hospital.

The old Deng Yong was already shameless enough; for research funding he'd cry, make a scene, threaten suicide — whatever it took, as long as it was good for Trauma Surgery, Deng Yong didn't care much about methods.

At this moment, Deng Yong scolding people carried absolutely no psychological burden!

Xiong Bin didn't reply, because he was ultimately still a Chief Physician in the hospital, still wanting that last shred of face.

Now that the abacus beads had already fallen and been discovered, slipping away in disgrace was his only choice to retain the last bit of dignity.

Further explanations, rebuttals, etc., were already useless.

And, at this moment he wanted to pull people to take sides but had no chance!

Deng Yong and Liu Huanglong also didn't really intend to finish Xiong Bin off on the spot, so when Xiong Bin slunk away, they didn't stop him.

On the contrary, after Xiong Bin left, Liu Huanglong deliberately acted: "Professor Deng, I just thought you were going to make a move directly?"

"If you'd given me just one more look, I'd have taken him down!"

Deng Yong said loudly: "After all, others just have thoughts; some things, judge by deeds not intent, judge by intent and there are no good people in the world."

"Knowing one's mistakes and correcting them, understanding how to cut losses in time — these are also marks of intelligent people."

"My student may be rather upright in character, not understanding human relations and this whole set of reciprocal dealings, but his teacher is still young..."

"So for methods like this, I'll step in and handle it directly. Anyway, I don't have capabilities in other aspects; my time and energy are very abundant."

Deng Yong appeared to be speaking to Xiong Bin who had run out, but in reality he was also saying these words for the others in the laboratory.

The current team is not just the small team Fang Ziye previously assembled; every person was meticulously selected by Fang Ziye.

The current team is a large team, coming from different departments, and moreover each person's background is not small — they might bring their whole families, many people, mixed crowd.

In such a situation, wanting to win hearts one by one is very difficult.

Therefore, in the early stage one must act decisively and ruthlessly, cut away some unsettling factors, to avoid affecting the project's progress.

This method, like Fang Ziye's previous choice to whistleblow on the bone tumor non-compliant clinical project, must be swift and decisive — fast cutting technique severing tangled hemp.

Hearing this, Mei Bin hurriedly stepped in as peacemaker: "Director Deng, don't get too agitated. Perhaps Director Xiong was momentarily anxious, so he didn't grasp the triage of the matter."

"Once Director Xiong calms down, similar things won't happen again."

"This is an ultra-long-term project, a timeline of years or even ten to twenty years; it cannot be urged like a short-term project."

Deng Yong nodded; his expression relaxed somewhat, but his tone remained rude: "Fang Ziye is my student; he is now my direct disciple."

"Right now he is at a rather critical period; whoever dares to affect him, I, Deng Yong, absolutely will not let off a single person."

"Second, Fang Ziye is our Trauma Surgery's Deputy Director, is our Orthopedics Department's academic leader; our Orthopedics' future development is certainly closely tied to him. This person, our Orthopedics will defend to the death!"

"Whoever at this time cannot distinguish triage, cannot distinguish inside from outside — I, including my Master, and our Orthopedics' old professors, even if we fight to total ruin, must also contend with you for a verdict!"

"I, Deng Yong, am a coarse man; our Orthopedics is also a declined household; producing a talent is not easy!"

"So if any of you wants to drive him away through any form, rather than him voluntarily wanting to leave — tm's all making enemies! ~"

"I'm putting my words here; whoever dares to make enemies at this time, that's not a matter of a day or two!"

"Our Orthopedics has always been part of the Hospital; only afraid some people's inner stance fundamentally isn't following the Hospital, only caring about their personal gains and losses, only thinking of their own human relations!"

"The big picture?"

"Don't tell me for the sake of the big picture we must sacrifice our Orthopedics' interests!"

"Whoever dares to disbelieve, then let's clash head-on!"

Deng Yong directly, very officially, laid the matter out in the open.

He wasn't targeting Xiong Bin, nor merely saying these words to Xiong Bin; he was saying them to everyone.

Orthopedics' current development momentum is precisely at its peak; although Fang Ziye being driven away wouldn't break tendons and move bones, it would still damage the foundation!

Even a hundred years might not recover.

At such a takeoff season, if Deng Yong doesn't step forward to declare stance, if Orthopedics doesn't show something — then Orthopedics has no need to exist!

Definitely cannot retain people.

Liu Huanglong timely played the good cop, smiling: "Director Deng, don't be too angry."

"Our Hospital is still one family; I believe apart from a few people, everyone's elbow bends inward."

"So we will certainly twist into a single rope."

"In the project group, with Dean Wang Xinghuan sitting guard, no one will dare to act recklessly."

"So we also don't need to be overly agitated."

Liu Huanglong did not refute Deng Yong's words, clearly agreeing with Deng Yong's attitude — whoever dares use schemes to drive Fang Ziye away, he Liu Huanglong also won't sit by and watch.

As for whether it becomes a fight to the death, that depends on the specific situation.

Bad words must be said, good words must also be said.

Hearing Liu Huanglong and Deng Yong speak like this, Urology's Professor Zhang Ziqian froze a moment, tone flickering: "Director Deng, Director Liu, surely it wouldn't go that far?"

"Given Professor Fang's current influence, our Hospital shouldn't have anyone unable to see the current development situation, right?"

Deng Yong withdrew his surface feigned anger, said rudely: "By reason, there shouldn't be many who can't see the specific situation; just afraid some people deliberately pretend blind?"

"Anyway, our department's Fang Ziye leaving, to them is also not too great damage; at most just sigh a few times."

"Behind the scenes, who knows might scoop up some benefits."

"But even if just a possibility, we old fellows also won't agree."

"Specialty internal administration, specialty internal research schedule arrangements — each fight for their own camp; best not to cross over and interfere!!!"

Deng Yong spoke to here, only then finally laughed, collected his emotions, smiling: "Of course, me being here, still represents my student Fang Ziye, to thank all professors, and apologize on his behalf a few words."

"My student Fang Ziye recently encountered some rather thorny matters, but these matters are all handleable."

"Just handling them will be relatively more troublesome, need a certain amount of time, and handling such matters will certainly affect project progress."

"Everyone is also adults, so earnestly hope all professors can kindly understand a bit! ~"

"Me being here, also on behalf of my student thank all professors."

Deng Yong finished, bowed slightly.

Neurology's Professor Zhang Jianjun, who hadn't spoken, blinked and asked: "Director Deng, you speak so severely — what exactly is the matter?"

"Is the handling difficulty very high?"

Deng Yong said: "Handling is not easy; someone wants to poach my student, my student refusing won't work that kind."

"Who?" Zhang Jianjun immediately pressed.

Deng Yong shook his head: "Hard to say."

"Hard to say?" Zhang Jianjun coughed once.

Deng Yong nodded: "Right, just hard to say..."

In the rental house, evening sun just right, shone through window onto tea table.

Fang Ziye held teacup, carefully sipped a few mouthfuls, then let out a long breath, opened his eyes, said in low voice: "Tea still requires patience to savor carefully!"

"But in the end, I'm still not someone who can be especially patient."

After Fang Ziye finished his lament, he hurriedly checked his phone while waiting for a reply from Chen Guangbai and Song Libo of the Yangyuan.

For that kind of matter, Fang Ziye naturally couldn't handle it directly in private; he had to seek help from the Yangyuan.

Chen Guangbai and Song Libo said this matter also required rather meticulous handling and might take as long as a week!

Fang Ziye couldn't rush it either, so he could only wait slowly.

He didn't wait for news from the two of them, but Fang Ziye did receive a message from his Fellow Trainee Jie Han: "Senior Brother, Master went out again."

"His frequency and duration of going out recently are even more exaggerated than before; do you want to step in and persuade him?"

Fang Ziye read it, thought for a moment, and replied: "Better not."

"Teacher Deng's Basic Skills accidentally achieving a Breakthrough — this kind of thing deals a huge Strike and Provocation to Master; Master needs time to Struggle and Digest this Emotion on his own."

"If Master can Digest this Emotion very well, then it might not be a small Benefit to Master himself either!"

"Actually, Master isn't that far from that step."

"What that step relies on isn't talent and time Piling Up, but specific Opportunity; everyone's Opportunity is different."

Jie Han said: "Senior Brother, stop talking; the more you say it, the more I feel an Itch in my heart that's hard to bear, Anxious and Uneasy."

"With my current state, is it really…"

Jie Han planned to split his question apart.

Fang Ziye directly Interrupted: "Just don't Struggle, don't be melancholy, don't be Anxious, let nature take its course! ~"

"Jie Han, don't doubt yourself, and don't doubt your Senior Brother's Evaluation of you; your current state is a state of Leaping Transition, and long ago you were already in this kind of state."

"So, just let everything take its natural course."

Fang Ziye gave Jie Han full Confidence. Jie Han's thinking level is extremely active, only active to the point he himself can't Control it, unable to Link with Reality, so it becomes disordered.

And this kind of activeness itself is a kind of 'Ascension'!

It's just that for some people, after the Opportunity, they can Ascend immediately; but for Jie Han, his foundation is Not Enough, so he needs to stay in this state longer before he might be able to pierce through that membrane.

Calculated this way, it's also worth it.

Even if Jie Han can safely cross it within Ten Years, he'd still be under Forty Years Old!

At this age bracket, possessing Level 5 Theoretical Thinking — for Most People, that's also a very Horror thing.

You have to know, Level 5 Theoretical Thinking is More Than Level 5 actual surgical Operation.

Theoretical Thinking is thinking Capability; actual surgical Operation is Express Capability.

One is Responsible for Creation, one is Responsible for combining Creation with Reality.

"Senior Brother, then I won't think about it!"

"But I can't help it; I'll be full of Expectation, I'll really want to understand — what do I do if I just can't calm my mind?" Jie Han asked again.

"If you can't calm your mind, go think about something else; don't think about how Awesome you'll be if you succeed — actually every kind of state is the Realm you're in!"

"It's just that the Realms are different; after this Realm, there's other Scenery."

"It's not that big a deal either; it's not like you became an immortal, directly Invincible in the Human World or eternal life."

"Right now you're already more Awesome than most people; it's just that then you'll be relatively a little more Awesome, the difference from now won't be very large!" Fang Ziye continued doing psychological building for Jie Han.

What's worth looking forward to is that later Jie Han might be the Only One in the team who can have Thinking Connectivity with Fang Ziye, who can thoroughly understand what Fang Ziye is saying.

Others, even if their technique is better and their problem-handling Capability stronger, actually their Communication with Fang Ziye is all one-sided instillation; they only have the part of Accepting, basically very hard to feed back.

Even Nie Mingxian and the others who are still very smart, actually their thinking attitude isn't as active as Jie Han's.

If Fang Ziye's Theoretical Level and Cognition couldn't reach this point, there'd be No Way to Allow Bottom for Jie Han, to give him Guidance; Jie Han might muddle through a Lifetime like this.

In the end, really unable to break out of the circle, he'd just vanish among the crowd!

Finally, while Fang Ziye was waiting for Chen Guangbai and the others' reply, Fang Ziye's phone rang again.

It was a Mobile Phone number from a Stranger Ownership/Belonging.

Fang Ziye endured his temper and let it ring for roughly twenty seconds before choosing to answer: "Hello, you good! ~"

From the Phone Other End came a relatively familiar Middle-aged man's voice: "Professor Fang hello, the one calling you is still me."

Fang Ziye said: "Then there's nothing to talk about; I'm still saying the same things as last time, goodbye… hung up!"

"Don't! ~" This time the other party directly stopped him first.

"Professor Fang!"

"Congratulations, Professor Fang, you won; I came specially to Apologize to you, hope the previous call didn't bring you too much trouble." The other party's tone this time was relatively polite.

Fang Ziye secretly let out a breath of Relief, helplessly said: "Is this gamble really this Unfair? I won but have no Harvest at all, just returning to the original state."

"If I lost, then everything changes."

"So I'm not even qualified to know where the Table is, right?"

The other party fell Silent for a while, then said: "Professor Fang, you shouldn't feel that if you had just nodded, the Benefits you'd get would far surpass your so-called winning the bet."

"So regardless of win or lose, actually Professor Fang you should be a Beneficiary either way."

Fang Ziye said: "Maybe our Understanding of Benefit isn't quite the same, so what we're chatting about appears somewhat disordered."

"But I'm still very happy Teacher you can take the initiative to Inform me of this Good News; we also don't have the Necessity to continue chatting."

"Shouldn't see each other again, right?! ~"

The other party wasn't surprised Fang Ziye would cut off the Topic so fast: "Professor Fang, most likely won't meet again!"

"But don't know if I can try to Strive once more — Professor Fang, can you do me a favor, just Name Only is fine."

"That's quite Beneficial to me too, and for Professor Fang there's no special loss; we actually…"

Fang Ziye Interrupted, Refused: "Apologize Internally, I can't do it, can't put my name on it either."

"I'm a relatively practical person; no Diamond Drill, don't undertake porcelain work."

"And I'm even more Afraid of death."

"Goodbye."

"Professor Fang... please wait a moment," the other party spoke again.

"Professor Fang, if I say that what I am doing now is merely a task arrangement, this is the nature of my work, and not something I personally want to do."

"Would you believe my words?"

Fang Ziye nodded: "I believe you, but that doesn't matter. Your work is your choice, and when you work, you should have known the nature of the work before starting."

"So, whether what you do depends on the nature of the work doesn't matter; what matters is that what you do has indeed affected my mood, and I am also very nervous."

"Even a bit afraid."

"That's all I have to say! ~ Perhaps my understanding of this world is still too shallow, so I can't understand you people."

Fang Ziye had actually heard from Chen Guangbai about similar "institutions," equivalent to a super high-end 'medical intermediary'!

It's just that what they intermediary is not very ordinary; most people cannot access it, and once they do, it is very difficult to refuse.

Such things won't make the news, and you might not even know what time to depart or where to go; anyway, once you arrive, you must do the work.

And once you are chosen, you must do it.

Currently, Fang Ziye has not received such a super urgent task. So there is still room for maneuver.

Of course, generally such intermediaries will arrange both parties properly in advance before there is a follow-up; if there is any doubt, the intermediary work cannot be established.

No one wants their lead surgeon to be 'forced' onto the operating table.

"I hope Professor Fang's future is bright!" The other party's middle-aged voice said nothing more, nor revealed the fundamental meaning of doing this.

That's just perfect!

After the phone hung up, Fang Ziye finally let out a long sigh and felt relieved.

After receiving the call, Fang Ziye actively explained the situation to Chen Guangbai and others, and now Fang Ziye is calling back to give feedback.

However, Chen Guangbai was not at all surprised by this.

"Fang Ziye, did you receive the feedback?" Chen Guangbai asked.

"Yes, Uncle Chen, I just finished the call, thank you, Uncle Chen." Fang Ziye said.

"It's fine, as long as you have solidly received the feedback, then we are relieved."

"After all, Ziye, you haven't actively requested many things. If this matter cannot be properly handled in front of you, then we would be people painting cakes."

"But it must be mentioned, the person who called you is very unlucky!"

"He shouldn't have provoked anyone, but he happened to provoke you."

"Sigh..." Chen Guangbai let out a sigh.

Fang Ziye: "..."

"Uncle Chen, how different could I be?"

Chen Guangbai said: "Ziye, I seem to have mentioned this to you before, all your medical technologies are in an open state."

"But, the artificial limb research project led by your team has not yet been widely carried out to civilian status."

"Mm, this thing is quite important, and the level of secrecy is also quite high."

"You are the helmsman of the core technology, so, few people can easily move your position!"

"The people who called you are still at least two and a half ranks below you!"

Chen Guangbai hinted to Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye then said: "Uncle Chen, since it's like this, you must absolutely not say anything, I don't know anything."

Because of Luo Tingzhu's father Luo Pan, Fang Ziye was extremely wary of such secretive things.

"Fang Ziye, you don't need to be so afraid; you actually already have your own mark on your head now."

"You don't need to avoid it; since you chose to come to the Military Region Yangyuan before, you naturally would have this mark."

"And in the field of surgical medicine, those who currently hold the most key and core technology are us military doctors; this is an open secret."

"Trauma has always been the research focus in military hospitals, and also the most deeply researched area."

"The world is generally like this..."

"Okay, thank Uncle Chen, please thank Old Doctor Chen for me; I believe he put in a lot of effort for this matter. I've troubled him." Fang Ziye said.

"Hey, my dad made several phone calls, but his current recovery condition is okay; his function definitely can't compare to before, but he can walk a bit with a crutch."

"Fang Ziye, do you think my dad's current condition counts as a sudden spinal cord injury?" Chen Guangbai asked further.

Fang Ziye hurriedly said: "Uncle Chen, this doesn't count; with Old Doctor Chen's current condition, treatment is not needed for now."

"Haha, you're still too nervous."

"We definitely know that treatment is not needed for now!"

"Forget it, I won't make it difficult for you; wait until surgery moves to Han City, then you will understand your position more clearly."

"By then, you will be able to handle similar situations you encounter more easily." Chen Guangbai said, then actively hung up the phone!

Fang Ziye looked at the phone, his heart stiffened.

It seems there are still many stories hidden in Chen Song, and there must be many disputes happening to Chen Song.

An old man who could be involved in the medical work of such an important group of people and still retire intact, now fighting for such a large space for free play—could his experiences be as ordinary as he said?

Previously there was no concrete concept; now Fang Ziye, thinking about it more carefully and deeply, estimated that the price Chen Song paid before was not small either.

Making that group of people who fear death and cherish life the most let someone like Chen Song go?

Everyone's experiences and the human relations they need to deal with are different.

That evening, Fang Ziye started a video congee with Luo Tingzhu; they hadn't even had time to talk about the pickup and drop-off matters when Fang Ziye's phone rang.

"It's Professor Xiong Bin, who I had an argument with today; I'll answer it, make things clear, so he won't keep bothering me!" Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu nodded: "Yes, Senior Brother, this kind of thing should be made clear."

After the call connected, Xiong Bin immediately spoke: "Professor Fang, this is Xiong Bin. I'm calling specifically to apologize to you. I only just found out I got flipped!"

"The situation is like this……"

Fang Ziye interrupted: "Professor Xiong, the reason isn't important. What's important is that you actually did it. You did the deed; it's just that the result didn't go in the direction you hoped for."

"I've heard your apology now. Anything else?"

"If not, I'm hanging up."

Xiong Bin's breathing became chaotic. The messy rhythm sounded especially harsh over the phone.

"Professor Fang, I… I was set up by someone, set up by someone." Xiong Bin said.

"Professor Xiong, that's not important. What's important is that you thought this way, and you also acted on it."

"I don't blame you, but there's also no need to chat deeply about the reasons. Because there's no misunderstanding between us at all!" Fang Ziye spoke very frankly.

Indeed, you, Xiong Bin, are a professor, and you carry a lot of weight in Gastrointestinal Surgery.

If it were a few years ago, and we had this kind of small misunderstanding while interacting, I definitely wouldn't have cared and would have chosen to laugh it off.

But now, whether it's resolved or not doesn't affect subsequent cooperation; it's just that there definitely won't be an opportunity to seek advancement and deepen our exchange further.

Then we might as well not say anything more.

In Zhongnan Hospital, Professor Yang Guoliang of Gastrointestinal Surgery carries far more weight than you, Xiong Bin.

"Alright, sorry to have disturbed you, Professor Fang." Xiong Bin is also a face-saving person and didn't press Fang Ziye to continue explaining anything.

Adults, you know. You have to be prepared to accept the consequences of your own actions.

Whether you're willing to accept the consequences or not, you must accept this consequence.

Even if you were deceived by someone else, that's still you yourself getting cheated!

After Fang Ziye hung up Professor Xiong Bin's call, Luo Tingzhu, on the other end of the phone, had her hands on her hips, mimicking Fang Ziye's tone: "I don't blame you, because there's no misunderstanding between us! ~"

"Heavens, Senior Brother, have you become this fierce now?"

"Just now you looked quite imposing." Luo Tingzhu looked a bit scared.

Fang Ziye knew Luo Tingzhu was being playful, so he also straightened his neck and replied: "Tingzhu, compared to you, I count as relatively amiable, right?"

"Sometimes, your indifference toward others is a genuine indifference emanating from your very bones."

"Whereas mine is just pretend."

Luo Tingzhu listened, like a cat that had its tail stepped on, wrinkled her nose and said: "Where do I? I'm very easygoing, right?"

"Who said you're more easygoing?"

"Was it Chen Xixian? Or your fellow disciples, or your Senior Sisters and Junior Sisters?" Fang Ziye asked further.

Luo Tingzhu is not easygoing at all. She's very arrogant and high-cold. And once her arrogance and high-coldness form, they're genuine, from the bones out! ~(Chapter End)