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Chapter 230 The Martial World is Like a Painting (Please Subscribe)

The person speaking has a slightly protruding forehead, which in ancient times would have been called a "full forehead."

Wu Xuanqi smiled and acted as a peacemaker: "It's like this, Brother Hua, Ziye has just arrived. It's not appropriate for you to have him play a round. People who don't know the situation might think that we brothers are bullying him."

"How about this, I propose we all have a drink together. Brother Hua, why don't you properly introduce your little brother to us!" Wu Xuanqi no longer presumptuously said.

It's clear that Wu Xuanqi is quite shrewd and acts as a delicate linchpin among the crowd.

What Brother Shu said earlier was also true.

The sister hospital is also a competitor hospital, and the same goes for sister departments.

It's not that they'll never see each other again, but among the older generation, there will inevitably be some grudges left over.

For example, the hand surgery department of Zhongnan Hospital and the hand surgery department of Peking Union Medical College Hospital are now somewhat at odds.

Nie Xuehua then introduced each of them to Fang Ziye.

The man with the full forehead was the young prodigy Fang Ziye had heard about from Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan, Pang Shu from Peking Union Medical College Hospital. Next to Pang Shu was another young attending physician from Peking Union Medical College Hospital named Xing Fang.

When Xing Fang's name was mentioned, Wu Xuanqi joked, "Ziye, it seems you've met your nemesis?"

Well, it was only after Wu Xuanqi reminded him that Fang Ziye realized that this name really was a bit of a jinx to him.

"Hello, Teacher Xing." Fang Ziye bowed slightly and greeted him again.

Xing Fang had large ears, but his large ears were paired with an oval face. He had a rather delicate appearance.

"Just call me Xiao Xing or Brother Fang." Xing Fang clenched his fist and shook it, correcting Fang Ziye's form of address.

Two options were given, but there was only one correct answer. Unless Fang Ziye was out of his mind, he wouldn't actually call out "Xiao Xing".

"Brother Fang."

Next up were Zhang Wenshang and Zeng Tai from the Provincial People's Hospital.

Zhang Wenshang was not familiar with Fang Ziye, but Zeng Tai remembered the name Fang Ziye because Shen Tao had been criticized by An Luming.

Nie Xuehua joked, "Tai Ge's name is the easiest to remember; he's known in the underworld as Tiger!"

"A very poetic name, philosopher." Fang Ziye quickly corrected himself, realizing he couldn't actually call Zeng Tai a tiger, so he used a homonym of the famous Tagore to get by.

The three people from Tongji Hospital were introduced by Wu Xuanqi himself.

Wu Xuanqi needs no introduction; Fang Ziye and he are already well-known. The other two are Chen Tailin, whom Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan had mentioned before.

Chen Tailin is the attending physician, but the other person is a doctor who is only one year older than Fang Ziye. He is currently a second-year doctoral student and has not yet reached his third year. He is in the same year as Wang Yuanqi.

Guo Haichao.

Guo Haichao has a large nose, is nearly 1.9 meters tall, and is quite heavy. He looks exceptionally strong and muscular, the kind of guy who could probably kill someone with a single punch.

But his voice was very pleasant, with a magnetic quality: "Hello Dr. Fang, I've heard about you since my senior brother told me about you."

Besides that, Fang Ziye met another person, Ning Jindong from the Provincial Central Hospital, a name he had heard of before.

After everyone has gotten to know each other, it's time for some boasting, chatting, and joking around.

Since Fang Ziye was new to the area and not as well-connected as Wu Xuanqi, after a few words, everyone started chatting amongst themselves without much enthusiasm.

The three people who talked the most were Pang Shu, Chen Tailin, and Ning Jindong.

Ning Jindong, also an attending physician, is thirty-three years old this year. Although he only has a master's degree, he failed when he was pursuing his doctorate. Later, he joined the Central Hospital. Even though he only had a master's degree, he was accepted by the director with courtesy, so he gave up the idea of ​​continuing to pursue a doctorate.

Even so, Ning Jindong has now obtained a National Natural Science Foundation of China (NSFC) grant for young scientists, is leading a project, and has published quite a few articles, which is equivalent to entering the level of a boss at the Central Hospital ahead of schedule.

Their professional skills and research capabilities are not to be underestimated.

Pang Shu liked to touch his high forehead, especially scratching it with his right thumb, while saying, "What's the use of being special? Who knew there was a bastard among you who would make the three of us lose face?"

"To be hypocritical and hypocritical, that's an apt description of you people." Pang Shu's words were blunt, and he rolled his eyes as if he were looking at a bunch of prostitutes.

Zhang Wenshang from the Provincial People's Hospital stood up, patted his round belly, and stood there like a chubby little boy. He laughed and said, "How about this, Brother Shu, if you get the special award, give me the money, and you can take the certificate back yourself."

"If you don't take it, I'll make up one-tenth of it for you. Shall we bet?"

"Hey, all of you can come and gamble. I'll take nine, and make a pure profit of five thousand, is that okay?"

"That way everyone can get an equal share." Zhang Wenshang's plan was truly brilliant.

To be fair, his method of distribution is actually quite harmonious.

Pang Shu, Xing Fang, Zhang Zixi, Nie Xuehua, Chen Tailin, Guo Haichao, Wu Xuanqi, Zeng Tai, Fang Ziye, Ning Jindong.

Including himself, there were exactly eleven people.

Besides himself, there were exactly nine other people. It's like the person who won the grand prize lost 50,000, while the others just pocketed the 50,000.

Upon hearing this, Pang Shu said, "I'll bet on it!"

"You guys shouldn't take it, just Professor Zhang and I will make a bet," Pang Shu teased. Professor Zhang was obviously joking.

Upon hearing this, everyone else promptly shook their heads.

"Brother Shang, I'm giving you a chance to keep 50,000 for yourself," Wu Xuanqi said.

Zhang Wenshang was instantly embarrassed.

"Pah, you guys are really dogs! I'm working for the benefit of all the brothers, and this is how you scheme against me? How can you face me?" Zhang Wenshang rolled his eyes, rubbed his stomach, and sat down again.

I dare not mention gambling again.

Professor Zhang, who resembled a smaller version of Professor Duan Hong, had a face full of resentment.

After skipping that topic, everyone shifted the conversation to the two PhDs, Guo Haichao and Fang Ziye, saying that these two were absolutely certain they would receive the 50,000 yuan, and it was just a matter of when.

Guo Haichao's voice was quite pleasant: "If you really take it, then please go get a foot massage, brothers, okay?"

"Meat or vegetarian?" someone added.

Guo Haichao continued in a pleasant voice, greeting the person who had spoken: "Brother Tai, I'll give you the money directly for your portion. You can choose whether it's meat or vegetables yourself, that's fine."

Zeng Tai is not tall, only 1.6 meters, but he is a big muscle man.

She seemed a little embarrassed at that moment.

"Oh, right!" Wu Xuanqi asked, noticing the topic had veered off course.
"Brother Tai. Professor An is one of the judges for our trauma surgery competition this time, right? Has Professor An mentioned anything about the competition procedures?"

"Or will the official announcement be made tomorrow?"

"I won't know until tomorrow. I didn't ask beforehand. Don't worry, Professor An didn't reveal anything. I'm not the kind of person who would keep something to myself." Zeng Tai clenched his fists and stretched, as if he was a little sleepy.

"Hey, what time is it? Why are we talking about this? We'll find out when we get there tomorrow."

"Wu Xuanqi, I heard there are a lot of entertainment activities in Enshi? Are there any fun ones?" Finally, someone couldn't help but ask some rather private questions.

Then, Fang Ziye lost track of where the conversation had gone.

However, most of them just talk a big game.

When Wu Xuanqi actually tried to arrange room registration or take people out, no one dared to agree.

Just kidding. There's a competition tomorrow, and I'm going out for fun today. What if I get arrested and locked up? I won't be able to go to the competition tomorrow, and my boss will lose face.

Soon, after the dinner ended, everyone left in small groups.

They kept saying they'd get together again next time.

Wu Xuanqi and the others didn't stand on ceremony and each led their respective units away, while Fang Ziye followed Zhang Zixi and Nie Xuehua back to the hotel.

In the car, Nie Xuehua looked at Fang Ziye and said, "Ziye, remember all the people you met today. To the two of us, they are just friends."

"This person could very well be your benefactor in the future."

"Your future reviewers for attending physician, associate professor, associate professor, or even professor and full professor levels are very likely to be one or more of these people."

Fang Ziye nodded solemnly and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Professor Nie. I understand!"

"We've already added each other on WeChat."

Fang Ziye couldn't possibly let go of such a great opportunity to build connections.

It's obvious that everyone here today is an elite team.

The reason is simple: as far as Zhongnan Hospital is concerned, the absence of the younger generation of doctors, Qin Geluo and Li Nuo, proves that they are probably slightly less qualified and therefore haven't yet entered this circle.

But Fang Ziye squeezed in by a twist of fate.

Nie Xuehua added, "Pang Shu from Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Chen Tailin from Tongji Hospital, and Ning Jindong from Central Hospital can all become associate professors before the age of 35, and they can quickly become doctoral supervisors."

"In addition, there are Wu Xuanqi and Guo Haichao, who are expected to be your biggest competitors in the future."

"However, Guo Haichao is not Professor Duan Hong's student, but Professor Tao's student. I wonder how they will be assigned in the future."

"When two tigers fight, one will surely win."

“The resources on all platforms are limited,” Nie Xuehua said with a sigh.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye paused and asked, "Professor Nie, is what you're saying the reason why there are usually far fewer associate professors and professors than attending physicians in teaching hospitals?"

It's not hard to see that in Zhongnan Hospital, there are quite a few attending physicians, but only two or three associate professors, and the same goes for professors.

What about the others?
“Ziye, this is the world of martial arts.” Nie Xuehua said.

The world is a vibrant place, and no one wants to be subservient to others. If this place doesn't want me, there are plenty of other places that will.

Many people are naturally unwilling to work for others, so they go elsewhere to find another way to make a living.

(End of this chapter)