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Chapter 220 The Director's Report (Please Subscribe)
"Senior brother, could this be considered a basic research sub-project within the sanatorium project, and therefore not involve cooperation with Boss Chen?" Fang Ziye asked carefully.

This point still needs to be clarified.

If the source of research funding cannot be clarified, it will cause a lot of trouble later.

Wu Xuanqi nodded slightly: "Although I have a good relationship with Dr. Chen, I can't extend that affection to everything he does. Right now, I really can't be sure about Dr. Chen's character."

“My master has told me to be careful about these things, so I can’t let you take any risks, junior brother.”

"Let's observe for a while longer. If Mr. Chen really wasn't involved in the Enshi incident, then we'll try to sell or collaborate on the patent. But if he was involved..."

"Then I guess he won't have the chance to cooperate with us."

“Enshi, Enzhou, and even Hubei Province all attach great importance to this sanatorium project. This is not something that a single company can influence or control.”

“Oh, right, Ziye…” Wu Xuanqi then consulted Fang Ziye about something else.

Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that Wu Xuanqi's wife is currently conducting an animal experiment project in the field of anesthesiology, and Nie Mingxian is currently her collaborator.

However, Nie Mingxian and Tang Yue's ability to conduct animal experiments is relatively limited, and in fact, Wu Xuanqi's current junior students also have limited experience in animal experiments.

Therefore, I hope Fang Ziye can do me a favor and take a look while he's doing the experiment.

Make bricks without straw.

Animal testing is very expensive, and it is generally difficult for master's students to have the opportunity to participate.

Therefore, Nie Mingxian did not have the opportunity to participate back then, not to mention Tang Yue from the anesthesiology department.

Fang Ziye thought for a moment. This was also a new source of knowledge points. However, Fang Ziye still had some small tasks of his own, so he said bluntly, "Senior Brother Wu, could you send me a message before you need me to go?"

"The truth is, after our hospital's Director Zhang resigned, he had two students who went to work for Director Wu Guonan. Now Director Wu has asked me to help look after them."

"If I agree to this request, I'll at least finish what I need to do during my time in Enshi and take a look at their graduation-related materials."

Fang Ziye could certainly understand Wu Xuanqi's predicament.

At the beginning of the year, when I first started doing animal experiments, my mentor Yuan Weihong personally guided me. After a while, he felt "at ease" because he was actually not very good at it, so he handed it over to me.

This means that animal testing has a lower margin for error; if it fails or the error rate is too high, the expenses can be wasted.

Where else can a research group have such ample funding?

"Okay, that should be fine."

"Director Zhang values ​​you quite a bit. The process of training and mentoring students to graduate is something that you generally don't get to experience before becoming a graduate supervisor," Wu Xuanqi said, neither confirming nor denying it.

He laughed again: "But you're different from others. You have your own sect and team. You'll have plenty of junior brothers to guide through their graduation in the future, so you won't lack such opportunities."

"So, Senior Brother Wu, you brought your junior brothers, actually...?" Fang Ziye blinked.

"As of now, apart from Song Yi, whom you've met a few times, the task my teachers have given me for the others is simply to help them graduate and find good jobs."

"After all, not everyone can smoothly land a great job," Wu Xuanqi remarked.

"Then it's settled. I'll thank you on behalf of your sister-in-law for your kind help."

"The funds are really limited, so we can't allocate any more from the budget."

"But in private."

"Can we talk again?" Wu Xuanqi thought for a moment, not wanting Fang Ziye to have come for nothing.

Nie Mingxian, that bastard, is so poor that he'd rather do anything than make money, but it's not right to give it to one person and not another.

……

Fang Ziye did not refuse; he himself was also very poor.

Helping is a favor, not helping is one's right. There's no need to make others owe too many favors. A gentleman's friendship is as light as water. If you clarify the costs in every transaction, the relationship will remain pure.

That's fine.

Wu Xuanqi and Fang Ziye had a meal together, and this time Wu Xuanqi paid for it himself. Tang Yue, on the other hand, was busy with work and couldn't leave the operating room.

"Ziye, shall I take you home?" After the meal, Wu Xuanqi patted his stomach and offered this suggestion, inviting Fang Ziye to walk towards the car.

Fang Ziye was naturally pleased, but quickly shook his head: "Senior Brother Wu, you're not being carefree now. We're all young people, we can just take a taxi, why drive all the way back?"

"That wasn't convenient, so I just used a map to call a taxi back."

Fang Ziye hadn't forgotten that he had actually come here to inquire about funding for his animal experiment research project.

Although Wu Xuanqi asked for his help later, Wu Xuanqi was ultimately the one who helped first.

We took a taxi and left without making an appointment for the next meeting. We just had friends with each other, so we could contact each other anytime.

On the way, Fang Ziye reflected on his time with Wu Xuanqi and felt a pang of regret. He wondered if Wu Xuanqi had learned too much from Professor Duan Hong or if he had surpassed his teacher, but Wu Xuanqi had mastered the art of social maneuvering and slickness to an extreme.

Fang Ziye thought to himself that he wasn't particularly ignorant of social etiquette, but in front of Wu Xuanqi, he was just a younger brother.

Perhaps it's related to my own experiences; I'm luckier than Wu Xuanqi, so I don't need to spend as much time and effort on interpersonal relationships.

All human relationships and social customs in the world arise from needs and the pressures of reality.

Fang Ziye needs to understand these things because his teacher is just a small business owner. He doesn't have any senior brothers or direct senior brothers. Despite being the so-called founding disciple, he has to fight and struggle for everything on his own.

If Fang Ziye weren't quick-witted and shrewd in his interactions with his fellow disciples, he would have faced significant difficulties learning the basics that his master, Yuan Weihong, disdained to teach.

Wu Xuanqi, however, was different; he had suffered himself.

Fang Ziye could imagine the immense pressure Wu Xuanqi, such an outstanding individual, would face after being beaten senseless and forced to look for a job while still holding the title of a medical master's graduate.

And it's not just about finding a job, but also about working and getting back on your feet!
It's not that they've given up.

"Professor Tao Yong's experience is just an isolated case that has been exposed, not an isolated case in the entire medical industry. It is still best to be careful. The current tense situation of medical disputes is not just a rumor, but is experienced by many teachers and senior students."

"It was learned through lessons learned in blood and tears."

"But? Who is this Teacher Pang that Senior Brother Wu just mentioned? He said he'd like to introduce himself to me when he has time!"

"Neither my master nor Master Deng Yong mentioned this person?" Fang Ziye muttered to himself in the back seat of the taxi.

Fang Ziye didn't call a ride-hailing service; instead, he hailed a metered taxi to leave first.

However, before Fang Ziye could figure anything out...

Fang Ziye's phone rang. He picked it up and saw that the contact name was Director Dong Fang of the Trauma Surgery Department of Baxian People's Hospital.

Fang Ziye hesitated for a moment, then quickly accepted the call.

This format of notes was taught to Fang Ziye privately by his master, Yuan Weihong. The main reason was that Fang Ziye might get confused as he got to know more and more people. Therefore, the notes for each person were as detailed as possible so that they could be matched up immediately.

"Hey, Director Dong, good afternoon," Fang Ziye greeted with a smile.

"Is this Dr. Fang? Good afternoon, Dr. Fang. Have you eaten yet?"

"I just finished eating, Director Dong. Is there something you're looking for me about that's inconvenient to discuss with my uncles? I can call them." Fang Ziye knew that Dong Fang was only looking for him because of his grandmother.

"It's not that communication is inconvenient, it's just that, Dr. Fang."

"I think that Dr. Fang's grandmother's technique for repositioning the blood was quite good. Her blood sugar is under control now, and her blood tests at the follow-up checkup showed no problems. I think she can be discharged from the hospital."

"I've spoken with Dr. Fang's uncle and other relatives, and they also share this wish. That's why I was thinking of reporting the situation to you, Dr. Fang," Dong Fang said politely.

Fang Ziye immediately understood.

Dong Fang is under pressure.

Fang Ziye originally did not intend to reveal his identity. To be honest, any attending physician is afraid that their patients may have close family members who are doctors.

It's not that I'm afraid of not being able to cure the disease, but I'm afraid that if there's a small flaw in the treatment plan, and I encounter an uninformed colleague who will just poke at it.

"Director Dong, you're joking. You can discuss it with my uncle and the others."

"When you said you'd report to me, I was so scared I almost stood at attention," Fang Ziye quickly replied.

"Dr. Fang, it was just a joke, but I still need to talk to you about it. You are an expert in this field."

"Besides, I'm not just thanking you on behalf of my aunt as a family member."

"If it weren't for you, Liu Wu and I wouldn't know what to do..." Dong Fang said very politely.

……

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye's expression became slightly serious, then he suddenly realized.

That's just how the world is; as you grow, your identity and the impact you have on others will change.

When I was a child, everyone thought I was cute.

Once you become an adult, families with daughters will probably see you as a pig that's been rooting up for cabbages.

When I was just a medical student, many people saw me as a Teletubby.

But eventually, everyone grows up. For example, now, some people will naturally stop seeing themselves as children, as ordinary young men in society, or as Teletubbies in the medical field.

Fang Ziye didn't know when he officially entered the field of trauma surgery, but when he looked back, he realized that the threshold of this field was already behind him, leaving him no choice but to step in.

(End of this chapter)