Chapter 808

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

Before Fang Ziye walked into the new ward building, he saw a message sent by his father Fang Nan, and gently closed his eyes.

Parents' unconditional giving to their children cannot be repaid in this lifetime.

Fang Nan and Liang Xia originally did not plan to return to Han City from their hometown, but after they came to Han City for a period before the wedding to prepare the wedding together with Fang Ziye, this mindset gradually changed again.

For the two of them, they clearly preferred staying together with their own child.

Even if they couldn't see each other every day, meeting once a week or once every half month was still better than meeting once a year.

Fang Ziye paused at the hospital entrance and replied with a message: "Dad, after you come to Han City early, you can also make friends here; there are many people from Enshi who have come to settle in Han City."

"At that time, reclaiming a vegetable garden, going fishing, exercising, playing cards — all quite good."

"It's not like I'm asking you to come enjoy your retirement right now; you won't be idle either. If you and Mom still want to find something to do, we can open a small shop..."

Fang Ziye doesn't lack money now; he can support Fang Nan and Liang Xia even if they don't work anymore.

But having nothing to do and "being on vacation" are completely different states!

"Xiao Ye, you go to work; my son is still very excellent, even on vacation he gets urged every day by his leader."

"Being valued because you're useful is a good thing; Dad just hopes you don't overwork yourself. In the future when you want to rest, come over and there'll still be a hot meal to eat."

"Oh my, your mother and I never thought in this lifetime that holding a wedding could cost this much money... but live within your means; you two earn a lot so you should spend a lot, otherwise what's the point of earning money just to let it gather dust?" Fang Nan could be considered quite open-minded about it.

He implicitly expressed the extravagance of Fang Ziye's wedding, yet didn't blame Fang Ziye for wasting money.

Earn more, spend more; earn less, calculate how to spend.

"Thank you, Dad, for understanding." Fang Ziye knew that changing mindsets takes time; Fang Nan's consumption views were a bit more open than his own grandparents'.

Different eras.

"Professor Fang... is it really you?" Fang Ziye had only paused for two minutes when he ran into an acquaintance — Liu Faming from Vascular Surgery.

"Brother Faming, morning! Didn't you come too early?" Fang Ziye replied busily.

Liu Faming was in the same batch as Fang Ziye for Chief Resident, and is now an Attending Physician in Vascular Surgery; currently he's following Tang Xiaoping.

"Ate on the road. Professor Fang, you ended your vacation early? Didn't you say you'd return after Labor Day?" Liu Faming also attended Fang Ziye's wedding.

Fang Ziye's wedding wasn't widely publicized; only some close brothers who knew him, like the Orthopedics people, and the familiar Chief Residents from the same cohort would definitely be invited.

As for the rest — unfamiliar Associate Professors from other surgical departments, more senior Attending Physicians, Professors, etc. — Fang Ziye didn't send invitation letters.

"Returned early; the brothers in the department also hoped I'd come back early."

"Oh, just in time; the elevator's here." Fang Ziye held the elevator door, letting Liu Faming enter first.

There were quite a few people in the elevator, but most were patients' family members; it was still early, no other colleagues from this hospital.

Vascular Surgery and Orthopedics are on the same floor; Liu Faming and Fang Ziye got off the elevator together, and only then did Liu Faming say: "Professor Fang, actually from a friend's perspective, I hope you rest a few more days."

"But from a work perspective, I sincerely hope you return early."

"Three days ago, if you were still doing clinical work, our department might have avoided a not-small trouble."

"What happened?" Fang Ziye asked.

"A person from the Finance Bureau collapsed on the road during an inspection; abdominal vascular tumor rupture. By the time they reached the hospital, he still couldn't be saved..."

"You also know, if this kind of thing happens at home it's fine, but happening during a work unit inspection, their unit's leaders take it very seriously!" Liu Faming said.

"Abdominal aortic aneurysm? Routine physical exams don't seem to have this item; if not discovered intentionally, it's quite dangerous."

"The other party has a work unit, they wouldn't make trouble, right? This kind of emergency, the inherent mortality rate is already that high." Fang Ziye straightened his chest and asked.

"Making trouble, not likely; but after all he's a civil servant, disease outbreak and death during an inspection mission — the Office Director upstairs has a headache."

"So they're still discreetly inquiring whether our hospital's rescue process had problems, which caused him to stir up trouble..."

"Ask here, ask there; peers from other hospitals keep coming to ask." Liu Faming smiled bitterly, his body trembling slightly.

This matter would be fine if it didn't spread, but now peers from other hospitals have all come to ask — naturally uncomfortable — so it's a small trouble.

It also exposed Zhongnan Hospital's "small drawback" in opening the new campus: top-tier combat power still isn't strong enough; otherwise, there would have been a chance to save the ruptured abdominal aortic aneurysm.

After all, the patient had already reached the hospital.

"That's true; death from illness during work, the higher-ups will definitely pin responsibility on the leader for unfavorable arrangements; might not affect future prospects, but getting criticized is certain."

"Good thing it was an abdominal aortic aneurysm emergency; if it were sudden death it would be even more tricky." Fang Ziye was inwardly alert.

Abdominal aortic aneurysm rupture is a complete accident; sudden death might be from overwork!

After Master Chu Lao Professor had his incident back then, Professor Dong Yaohui's career was completely ruined.

Chu Professor is a Professor; a Professor worked to death — Zhongnan Hospital would also feel heartache; how hard is it to cultivate a Professor?

After Fang Ziye and Liu Faming exchanged pleasantries for a while, they each entered their wards!

After Fang Ziye entered the ward, he discovered Head Nurse Huang Xiaowei, Nurse Li Jialin and others had all arrived at the department; right now they were each leading people.

The Head Nurse, with her back to Fang Ziye, instructed sternly: "Director Fang is returning today; everyone must pull yourselves together — absolutely cannot make the previous detail mistakes again."

"Otherwise, if Director Fang really throws you out, I won't be able to protect you."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye froze for a moment, then still decided to ask: "Head Nurse, what detail mistakes?"

Huang Xiaowei turned her head back: "Director Fang, it's not a big deal — just that our intern accidentally put the lidocaine prepared in the department into another medicine box."

"All our staff searched together for five or six hours, turned over all cabinets before finding it."

Lidocaine is just a local anesthetic drug, not propofol.

"Found it? Sure it's found?" Fang Ziye's heart skipped a beat.

Huang Xiaowei nodded: "Already found it; Professor Zeng and Professor Wang we checked the list together!"

This thing can be broken, can be reported upward, but the path forward cannot be unclear.

Lidocaine hydrochloride is also a controlled drug.

"From now on, still pay attention a bit. Interns have no responsibility, but we teaching supervisors do. This most basic rule still needs to be made clear."

"You also don't need to be especially nervous. If a problem appears, just resolve it. But since there's been a precedent, don't let a repeat case appear." Fang Ziye said.

"Okay, Director Fang."

"You were on leave before. The thing was found too, so I didn't call you." Huang Xiaowei said with a smile.

However, Fang Ziye could clearly sense that between Huang Xiaowei's brows there was a different kind of emotion.

Granted she was already married, and Fang Ziye was already married too, but some things aren't so easily thrown away. They only grow increasingly indifferent, never treated as if they never happened at all.

Fang Ziye turned and walked into the Inpatient General Office!

"Xiao Ling, you've finished your graduation exams, right? I remember every year it's around April 20th."

"If you've finished, then hurry up and come reside in the group." Hu Qingyuan asked Ling Fengguang while holding a bowl of hot dry noodles and eating big mouthfuls.

The Clinical Medicine Five-Year Program undergraduate graduation doesn't require a thesis defense, but requires completing the undergraduate completion exam, with two hurdles: theory assessment and operation assessment.

For anyone who has studied seriously, completing the assessment is not difficult.

Ling Fengguang had already secured graduate admission, and moreover had been taken in by Fang Ziye. Currently only the admission letter hadn't reached Ling Fengguang's hands. Hu Qingyuan naturally urged Ling Fengguang in advance to enter the group first.

After completing the operation exam, Ling Fengguang would be equivalent to an undergraduate graduate, only left to collect the undergraduate diploma and bachelor's degree certificate.

"Senior Brother, already finished. It just happens there's a bit of vacation, so I plan to come back after May 1st." Ling Fengguang replied with a smile.

Ling Fengguang knew his own aptitude was average. The reason he could attend graduate school was the opportunity from saving a person. Now being able to become a disciple under Fang Ziye was even more his extraordinarily good luck.

The so-called clumsy bird flies first, but a clumsy bird also can't keep spinning nonstop. He also wanted to go out for a vacation, leisurely and carefree.

Fang Ziye happened to push the door and enter: "Ling Fengguang, you plan to come after May 1st? No need to be this early."

Ling Fengguang thought Fang Ziye was being sarcastic, hurriedly expressed active loyalty: "Master, I can enter the group right now."

Many classmates with better exam scores and usual grades than him couldn't get Fang Ziye as a supervisor. Him being able to come over was entirely opportunity.

The Doctor Senior Brother Huang Haihua who entered Fang Ziye's group in the same class as him was the "involution king" ranked second in comprehensive scores among the Doctor Senior Brothers!

"No... I feel you can rest for a longer period."

"After all, once you enter the group, you'll find it very hard to have another chance to take leave."

While replying, Fang Ziye sat down and started eating noodles.

Lan Tianluo was not there, clearly dominated by emergency surgery again.

"Master, then I, really after the May 1st holiday, come join the group, okay? Mainly me and high school classmates already agreed to go out and play on May 1st. Tickets and rooms are all booked." Ling Fengguang said cautiously.

Fang Ziye nodded, didn't reply further, started eating. Just sat down, only ate two mouthfuls of noodles, Fang Ziye's mobile phone flashed again. Fang Ziye opened it to look.

Discovered it was a message sent by Old Professor Qiu from Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

After reading, Fang Ziye's heart tightened with a chill.

Narrowing his eyes, he took a deep breath, murmured: "Short term no chance then no chance. That step I'm not forced to take either."

Fang Ziye's voice wasn't very low. Hu Qingyuan heard clearly: "Master, what is it that even you have no chance for? Impossible, right?"

"There could be many."

"Speaking of the Academician Nomination, my current seniority is still too shallow. Now even nomination isn't qualified." Fang Ziye said.

Old Professor Qiu Zhenghua had suggested giving himself an 'Academician Nomination'. After all, Fang Ziye's current research output already met the minimum line. Just quotas were limited, and Fang Ziye's accumulation wasn't the crushing-all-beings type.

There were also some professors older than Fang Ziye ahead in line.

Actually, comprehensively compared, Fang Ziye's research accumulation was comparable to or even slightly better than theirs. But slightly better cannot overcome seniority ranking. Only total victory works.

Hu Qingyuan was instantly at a loss for words: "Like that, ah. Then not urgent either, Master."

Hu Qingyuan fundamentally didn't understand the meaning Fang Ziye expressed, but Fang Ziye also wasn't willing to explain the content transparently.

If he was especially disliked by certain people, then taking that step truly had no chance. Even with Enshi Yangyuan's support there'd be no chance.

But whether he could be elected Academician, Fang Ziye fundamentally didn't care.

Instead, knowing this point, Fang Ziye could rather walk that step with even more peace of mind.

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"Dean Liao, how come you personally came?" After Fang Ziye finished eating noodles, a little nurse knocked open the Inpatient General Office door, secretly told Fang Ziye Dean Liao Jiayuan came to inspect the ward.

Fang Ziye hurried out to welcome.

Liao Jiayuan with hands behind back, came alone.

Pointed chin still striking, hoarse voice resonant: "Professor Fang, I was passing by on the way, just happened to come over and take a look."

Liao Jiayuan is a Hematology Department professor. However passing by, he couldn't pass by the Surgical Building.

But Fang Ziye didn't want to puncture this point. Fang Ziye began official reporting: "Thank you Dean Liao for your concern. Our department currently is divided into..."

Liao Jiayuan waved hand to interrupt: "Ai, Professor Fang, I already said, I'm alone passing by to look. Not a Medical Affairs Department inspection. Why make it so formal?"

"Still have a bit of time now. Professor Fang, convenient to take me to the office?"

Fang Ziye responded with a nod, then left Head Nurse Huang Xiaowei and the others behind, alone brought Liao Jiayuan into the Director's Office.

Don't know if it was Hu Qingyuan or his other students who boiled water in advance. Upon entering, could directly make tea.

"Dean Liao looking for me, is there something to instruct?" Fang Ziye asked.

Liao Jiayuan shook head then nodded: "Professor Fang, indeed there is a matter. But still needs Professor Fang you yourself to deliberate."

"Two types of matters."

"One type is, I received a Leader's call. The meaning is to let me come ask Professor Fang whether you're willing to apply for a City-level Project."

"The city side is very willing to allocate some funds to Professor Fang you for research use. You understand."

Fang Ziye of course understands.

This kind of fund allocation, if you have no capability, even begging others won't get it. But if your reputation is big, output capability high, then allocating funds to you becomes their political achievement.

Conversely, top-tier professors might even be "begged" to give you money.

Fang Ziye said, "Director Liao, I don't have the time right now to be distracted applying for city-level projects; the projects I want to apply for, they can't afford to fund either."

"Doing small projects I find meaningless; my students aren't willing to apply for city-level projects anymore either, they directly benchmark against provincial-level projects."

Liao Jiayuan nodded, not feeling that Fang Ziye was being arrogant: "I also understand Professor Fang's meaning, so I'm just asking back about your thoughts."

"As for this second matter, it's about the General Surgery Director position at our New Hospital Area, which hasn't been finalized yet; does Professor Fang have any interest?"

"With your capability……"

Fang Ziye refused again: "No no no, Director Liao, I can't handle administration."

"There are plenty of professors with stronger management abilities than me, Director Liao, you'd better find someone more suitable."

A single Ward Director already gave Fang Ziye the freedom he wanted; he didn't hope to bear the title of General Surgery Director, only to be forced to attend meetings every day.

What a waste of time.

The General Surgery Director can determine the direction of major development, but cannot control the internal development direction of specialties.

That is to say, even if other General Surgery Directors don't want to heavily develop Orthopedics, Fang Ziye can still seek his own power to develop it.

"It seems Professor Fang is truly unwilling, then I won't force the matter."

"However Professor Fang, my attitude has still been expressed very clearly; you are the person I think is most suitable!" Liao Jiayuan said.

Fang Ziye laughed: "Director Liao, I understand your sincerity, but whether I'm suitable or not, I know best myself."

Liao Jiayuan just came to win people over; Fang Ziye knows this tactic!

However, Fang Ziye also understood that if he really wanted the position, it would be well-deserved; Fang Ziye has that capability.

But Fang Ziye wasn't willing to waste that time and energy.

"Then alright, Professor Fang, I came specially to find you today just for these two matters; getting your clear reply, I can also give an answer." Liao Jiayuan stood up and replied.

"Director Liao, have a sip of tea before you go." Fang Ziye invited.

"I have ward rounds in a bit, and there's a pile of things in the ward; I'll skip the tea this time."

"Professor Fang, you get busy with your work……" Liao Jiayuan headed out the doorway.

After seeing Liao Jiayuan out of the ward, Huang Xiaowei asked: "Director Fang, what did Director Liao want with you? It's a good thing, right?"

Fang Ziye nodded: "Counts as a good thing, but I didn't agree, so it doesn't count as anything especially good either."

"Head Nurse, let's go, time for handover."

"Teacher Zeng, morning……" Fang Ziye saw Ceng Duoqin and immediately called out a greeting.

Ceng Duoqin saw Fang Ziye, gaze flashing: "Ziye, you're finally back; I've had some leisure these days."

"These past days, my phone's almost been blown up. Sigh……" Ceng Duoqin shook his head.

Others wanting to find Fang Ziye for treatment couldn't find him, so they found Ceng Duoqin this Acting Director.

While Fang Ziye was on leave, patients were anxious too.

"Teacher Zeng, you've worked hard!" Fang Ziye walked side by side with Ceng Duoqin.

"Can't really call it hard work; just that currently it seems only with you back, Ziye, can the situation be stabilized."

"Ziye you're still excellent; this influence and reputation are rock-solid!" Ceng Duoqin gave Fang Ziye a thumbs up, admiring him sincerely.

If before, when Fang Ziye was still in the ward, many people came seeking him out, and Ceng Duoqin could only watch without experiencing it.

These twenty-plus days, Ceng Duoqin truly experienced Fang Ziye's energy.

People calling to ask when Fang Ziye would return were those he previously had no chance to seek an audience with.

Yet now they were politely calling for Fang Ziye; Ceng Duoqin found it hard to imagine how Fang Ziye managed to deal with these people without changing expression.

Isn't he afraid?

Or is it that part of Fang Ziye makes them all feel terrified?

Tracing the root cause, it might still be because Fang Ziye crawled out of the sanatorium, so he's seen and known much.

Ordinary connections and identities fundamentally cannot sway Fang Ziye's resolve.

"Right, Xiao Fang, after the spinal cord injury project, do you have any ideas for the next project?" Ceng Duoqin asked.

"Yes, just finalized recently; going to work on generic drugs, see if we can turn generic drugs into genuine ones." Fang Ziye replied casually.

Ceng Duoqin's expression stiffened, his feet stumbled, nearly falling, only catching the table to avoid actually going down.

Fang Ziye hurried over to support him……

Fang Ziye looked down, Ceng Duoqin raised his head, four eyes meeting, silent emotions beginning to intertwine. (Chapter End)