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Chapter 176 What kind of takeoff did you say? (Please subscribe)

"Ziye, your group doesn't have any surgeries scheduled today. Are you going to the lab again later? Or, how about I take you to broaden your horizons?" Huang Kai gestured with his lips, hinting to Fang Ziye.

Enshi is known as the foot massage capital of Enzhou, yet Fang Ziye, a native of Ba County in Enshi, has no experience with foot massage. This is definitely a dereliction of duty on the part of Fang Ziye's friends.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye put all the discharge medical records of his assigned group into the cabinet and joked, "Brother Kai, it's daytime here."

"It's called lewdness during the day, but at night you have to pay money, which is illegal." Huang Kai looked around and saw that no one was more experienced or capable than him, so he spoke with an air of maturity.

I can't outrun Kai Ye when it comes to driving.

Fang Ziye quickly backed down: "Brother Kai, I'd better go to the lab. I have some things to do lately. I'll learn from you again next time."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he stood up with a smile, then looked around and found that everyone was busy and there was nothing else to do. Moreover, Huang Kai was on duty today, and Huang Kai would not call him if he had an emergency consultation.

If there is no surgery available, then the biggest source of knowledge today comes from Guan Hongming and Du Hai.

Fang Ziye was very much looking forward to seeing how these two guys could piece together the experiment this time.

Although their experimental procedures are gradually getting on track under his guidance, they still occasionally manage to catch Fang Ziye off guard.

Huang Kai stopped flirting with Fang Ziye.

He simply patted Guo Yunlei's pert bottom and said, "I'm going to lie down for a while. If any inpatients or emergency patients come later, call me."

Guo Yunlei wiggled his hips, his face contorted in a grimace, but he could only manage a forced smile: "Okay, Boss Kai."

"Since we have nothing else to do at noon, let's have lunch together."

He was just joking with Fang Ziye; he definitely wouldn't be able to get out today.

Of course, if Fang Ziye agrees, he will immediately arrange for someone else to take his shift.

As the saying goes, there are three kinds of relationships that men have the strongest bonds with. Huang Kai wouldn't mind switching shifts to build such a strong friendship with Fang Ziye, as long as Fang Ziye gives him the opportunity.

"Brother Kai, I heard your wife is pregnant with your second child? You'd better settle down now," Fang Ziye joked as he walked alongside Huang Kai toward the doctors' lounge.

"Harmful."

"A person should live life to the fullest," Huang Kai said in his deep, magnetic voice, while smoothing his hair and showing off his charm.

But after saying that, seeing that Fang Ziye's expression was slightly off, Huang Kai put his arm around Fang Ziye's shoulder again: "Brother, just kidding, your brother here is a very good person."

"Your sister-in-law is my first love after I graduated from high school. You still think I'm really a womanizer?"

Fang Ziye laughed and said, "I think my niece is really cute, and I hope to have a daughter as cute as her in the future."

"Haha, being a doting father to your daughter has its own unique charm."

"You don't know, that..." Huang Kai began to ramble on.

Only after Fang Ziye left with his backpack did he very considerately stop talking at the right moment: "Ziye, let's have a meal together sometime. I want my daughter to absorb the talent of a high achiever like you, and I hope she will be as good at studying as you in the future..."

“Okay,” Fang Ziye agreed.

The main reason is Huang Kai's daughter; she is truly adorable and beautiful. Even after only seeing her photos, he couldn't help but fall in love with her.

She has a chubby face, short legs, and is a glutton. Her temperament is completely different from that of her master's daughter.

Moreover, Huang Kai said that she's a crybaby, and when she acts pitiful, she's incredibly endearing...

After saying goodbye to Huang Kai, Fang Ziye's lips curved into a subtle smile; he was in a very good mood.

It's wonderful to see knowledge points steadily increasing every day, and to feel that clinical skills are also gradually improving.

In fact, if we set aside the pressure of not being a practicing doctor and having to bear the possibility of patients dying in the department, in clinical practice, simply being a pure junior doctor, steadily and surely, watching patients enter the hospital in 'pain' and then leave happily with their families, the feeling and sense of accomplishment are probably something that other professions can never experience.

Soon, Fang Ziye arrived at the laboratory.

Fang Ziye often comes here. There's Wi-Fi, and even in hot weather, the air conditioning can be turned on 24/7. There's also a quiet study desk and environment, which is much better for studying than at home.

When Fang Ziye entered, Guan Hongming and Du Hai were also reading the documents attentively.

As soon as Fang Ziye pushed open the door, Guan Hongming stood up first: "Senior Brother Fang, you've arrived?"

"The boss just asked about you on the phone."

"Did you need something from Director Zhang?" Fang Ziye casually and naturally put his backpack on the table and took out his computer, charger, and Bluetooth mouse.

Then he took out a notebook and a red and blue pen from the compartment. This was Fang Ziye's notebook for recording his current research notes.

This is a newly started project, and the research plans recorded above can be further developed.

"It seems there's something going on. The boss didn't say it clearly on the phone, but he'll be here by himself in a bit."

"If you hadn't arrived by now, Senior Brother Fang, I probably would have had to call you," Guan Hongming said, slightly nervously. He knew that Fang Ziye had finished his first draft, and felt nothing but envy.

"Okay, then I'll wait for Director Zhang here."

"Would you two like some coffee?" Fang Ziye asked after sitting down.

Fang Ziye felt that his current life was a bit extravagant. He didn't have much money in his wallet to begin with, but after he couldn't resist asking his family for living expenses again, he would buy himself a cup of coffee every afternoon to keep himself awake.

The time spent sipping iced coffee while reading or studying couldn't be better.

"Sure, senior brother, why don't I go down and buy it? It's not far anyway, no need to waste money on the errand," Du Hai suggested.

"Just say you want to smoke. Nobody will say anything if you smoke in the toilet." Guan Hongming saw through Du Hai's thoughts at a glance.

"Hey senior, wanna grab one?" Du Hai smoked, but Guan Hongming wasn't a fan of cigarettes.

Fang Ziye was the same way; Du Hai had always wanted to find a smoking buddy other than his teacher.

"I'll pass, it's too choking..."

After Du Hai left the lab, Guan Hongming moved a little closer, watching as Fang Ziye opened his 163 email account and cleaned something up.

Much of it is in English.

However, after Fang Ziye clicked on and paused on several unread email pages, Guan Hongming asked in surprise, "Senior brother, are you all able to publish articles this fast?"

Guan Hongming saw that Fang Ziye's email inbox contained not only spam emails soliciting manuscripts, but also several review receipts.

"No, they are my previous articles. One is a meta-analysis, which was accepted in January and only recently published. They notified me of this. The other meta-analysis was written and submitted by myself. My teacher didn't want to get involved, probably because he thought it was too lowbrow."

"For the other articles, I was just listed as an author. The editorial department was being lazy, so they just sent me a message as well," Fang Ziye replied modestly.

Upon hearing this, Guan Hongming scratched his head.

Then he immediately stated his discovery, pointing to the middle of the page with his other hand: "But the impact factor of the journal I sent to you, senior, seems to be around 20."

"Senior brother, didn't you just finish the manuscript?"

"If you're not the first author or corresponding author, wouldn't the editorial department not notify you via email?" Guan Hongming continued to ask.

Fang Ziye then looked at Guan Hongming, noticing his eagerness to learn.

He simply nodded: "More or less. Several research projects I've been working on with other professors are currently in the submission stage..."

Guan Hongming's movements froze, and his expression showed an indescribable discomfort.

I'll fuck your grandpa.

What the heck is this? Such high-scoring articles, one after another, like a broken faucet that just won't stop once it's turned on, right?

Seeing this, Fang Ziye secretly shouted with a touch of wicked amusement.

Ugh, you just had to ask, you just had to ask. And when you finally got the answer, you had this expression on your face. What was the point?
Fang Ziye decided to stop hiding it and continued to browse his emails, mainly to check the submission progress of articles by Associate Professor Hong Zili and Professor Deng Yong's groups.

Scientific research has an entry threshold. Once you cross that threshold, the output becomes continuous, because there's a team waiting for you.

But if you can't produce a pledge of loyalty, then none of this has anything to do with you.

Just then, Zhang Mingcan walked in from outside the laboratory. He saw his student sitting next to Fang Ziye without saying a word, so he touched his bald head and asked, "Ziye's here already?"

What are you doing?

Upon hearing his teacher's familiar voice, Guan Hongming quickly introduced, "Master, Brother Fang has two more articles with scores close to 20 points that he is currently submitting. He just finished the first draft of one yesterday, and he is also submitting a meta-analysis."

"And then there are two more bioinformatics analyses that are also being submitted..." Guan Hongming's voice trembled slightly as he introduced Fang Ziye's email address, his voice even a little numb.

His expression was frozen stiff beyond belief.

However, Guan Hongming's words made Zhang Mingcan's legs go weak, and he almost stumbled and fell. Fortunately, he managed to grab the door frame and avoid making a fool of himself.

Fang Ziye looked at Zhang Mingcan and said with a smile, "Director Zhang, I heard you wanted to see me about something?"

In his heart, he thought, "These are not things I intentionally wanted to reveal to Guan Hongming. Guan Hongming himself insisted on seeing them and saying them."

Fang Ziye still hadn't forgotten Zhang Mingcan's hint that he had something good, something that could help him take off.

However, Fang Ziye did not join the game because he knew that what he possessed was enough to make him take off. If these things couldn't make him take off, then the good things that Director Zhang mentioned might not be able to make him take off either.

Zhang Mingcan's face twitched visibly for a while, then he stuck out his tongue and awkwardly licked his lips: "Oh, Ziye, I have something to ask you."

(End of this chapter)