Chapter 880: Medical School Overlord Chapter 877: Setting Aside Other Matters

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

"Did that thing back then affect you that much?" After hanging up with Fang Ziye, Yuan Weihong called Xue Tao right away, his tone thoughtful.

Yuan Weihong watched his wife and daughter walking around the lake, the breeze brushing his face, stirring his already sparse hair.

Qingyue rippled in circles and waves across the lake's surface, restless and unsettled.

"Sigh, Wei Ge... can you not poke at my sore spots?"

"I'm not Ziye—I don't have that kind of fate, stuck with that kind of illness; how could I live at ease?"

"You're in a good mood now, letting you see a joke." Xue Tao's voice wasn't exactly down-and-out, but could only be described as bitter.

"Wei Ge, personal connections are actually just an outward manifestation of comprehensive strength..."

Xue Tao particularly emphasized the word "comprehensive."

A person's comprehensive strength is not only reflected in their own abilities, but is also related to factors such as clan, master's school, and opportunities.

Yuan Weihong didn't mention that Fang Ziye was actually involved in the Bai family's rise, after all, that was already many years ago.

The world's more standard operating rule is that ability comes first; the strong stand at the front, the weak lie flat, and those neither up nor down suffer the most.

Xue Tao was Yuan Weihong's friend, originally doing better at the Provincial People's Hospital than Yuan Weihong himself; when Fang Ziye went to Enshi, he was already preparing for his rural rotation to get promoted.

Now Xue Tao has been promoted normally, becoming Deputy Director Physician and Associate Professor at the Provincial People's Hospital, at the same rank as Fang Ziye.

Is an Associate Professor at the Provincial People's Hospital impressive? Of course! Just in terms of income, it surpasses at least ninety percent of Han City citizens!

Is an Associate Professor really that impressive?

It depends on the specifics. Like Fang Ziye—constant output, surpassing his age, crossing levels to produce results, even able to take his specialty and break through to the world, an "outlier" for whom obstacles become stepping stones, with someone always clearing everything for him.

But Xue Tao is just an ordinary, normal Associate Professor; his current level is probably around twentieth in the province's Trauma Surgery...

With such research output and professional ability, what do you count as?

When settling accounts after the fact, the first person they'd look for is a thorn in your side like you.

Even, others in this hospital would be very wary of a "thorn in your side" like you, because you don't care about the big picture everyone else understands, and besides, you haven't made things well known, they've been covered up...

Then you, the arsonist, would be casually marginalized.

The essence of the world is to forge ahead without hesitation; time is best at burying the depression and disappointment of the multitude.

You're just Xue Tao—what does it matter if you feel your talent is unrecognized?

Yuan Weihong said: "Tao Ge, actually these days are considered fairly fair; generally speaking, at least 'fairness of results with a great advantage' can be guaranteed!"

"I don't mean to laugh at you; want to come out for a drink?"

Xue Tao said: "Fang Ziye just told on you to you, didn't he tell you we just finished a round of drinks? The cups I just threw."

"Han Street, grilled fish."

"I'll send you the location in a bit."

"No family members." Yuan Weihong ignored Xue Tao's explanation and directly set the tone.

Yuan Weihong really didn't know Xue Tao was doing a bit miserably these days, and Xue Tao hadn't given him any hints.

True friends, in most cases, report joy but not worry.

Grilled fish with intertwined green and red chili peppers and green and red Sichuan peppercorns sizzled and smoked on the iron plate; tofu skin, konjac tofu, and bean curd rose and fell with the rich broth.

Yuan Weihong took a shovel and first "dismembered" the grilled fish so it would absorb flavor: "Beer or baijiu? I came from beside Donghu, didn't drive, so I can only call for drinks."

Xue Tao arrived after Yuan Weihong; Yuan Weihong had already ordered and the food was up before Xue Tao rushed over.

Yuan Weihong didn't ask Xue Tao what he wanted to eat, only asking now what he wanted to drink.

"Waiter, a case of beer." Xue Tao called out to himself, then took off his hat and coat, and rolled up his sleeves.

Yuan Weihong hadn't even had a chance to speak when Xue Tao took the initiative: "Director An can't do anything about it; the situation is roughly that."

Yuan Weihong nodded and asked: "Specifically, who is messing with you?"

"That company's Director Chen?"

Xue Tao offended Guangbai Group; although Guangbai Group has now been absorbed, its internal employees haven't changed much, and its operating nature hasn't suddenly changed either.

Xue Tao self-mocked: "What rank am I, worthy of the Boss personally taking action?"

"Is it worth it?"

"I originally thought I could handle it well, but who would have thought? The other side now has backing and is getting more and more excessive, tripping me up with legitimate means."

"Did you leave a loophole yourself?" Yuan Weihong asked.

Xue Tao retorted angrily: "Damn it, Yuan Weihong, don't act so high and mighty; aren't you and I both self-taught? I ask you, are those things on your account all managed clearly?"

"If they investigate you, you'll fall."

Yuan Weihong raised his chin inscrutably: "I really don't fear an investigation here! ~"

Yuan Weihong's expression was serious, his tone certain, his eyes showing no sign of evasion.

"Really or fake?" Xue Tao sized him up suspiciously.

"What's in it for me to lie to you? Can I eat a few more pieces of meat or what?" Yuan Weihong's tone was disdainful.

"Then you're more meticulous; I also admit I'm wrong... but I didn't expect that level would suddenly set its sights on a small fry like me..." Xue Tao said.

Xue Tao's problem was with research funds; it wasn't that Xue Tao embezzled research funds for personal use, but rather the old matter involving Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong—funds were misappropriated to other places for other research projects.

Actually this is also a tacit rule; as long as you can produce results and use them for research, no one will nitpick and say it's wrong that you saved funds to do other research projects.

But such operations easily breed corruption, so research funds must be used specifically for their intended purpose; if there is a surplus in project funds, in principle it should be returned...

Xue Tao's family business was originally small; before he and Yuan Weihong received the Outstanding Youth Fund, how much advantage could they have, and how much funding could they get?

With a large group of students waiting to be fed in his hands, Xue Tao could only split the feeding.

But even so, it couldn't withstand scrutiny.

It is explicitly forbidden by French law.

"I won't pretend to be profound anymore. I was once pointed at the nose and scolded by Academician Gu, who has since passed away. It was from that time that we began clearing accounts, and until now, we have maintained the habit of weekly account clearing, not daring to be off by a penny." Yuan Weihong explained.

"What the fuck dog shit luck did you step on? Having a student like Ziye is one thing, but even a big shot academician clears your accounts and gives you advance warning?"

"Yuan Weihong, did you save the galaxy in your previous life?" Xue Tao's expression was knotted.

He didn't think he was inferior to Yuan Weihong; at most he was one or two techniques behind in specialty surgery, which did not affect their comprehensive strength at all.

But Yuan Weihong had simply taken on one more student than him, and his luck was countless times better.