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Chapter 414 Han Yuanxiao's Minor Breach of Defense (Please Subscribe)
"The Kocher-Langenbec approach involves making an incision in the skin on the surface of the greater trochanter, extending proximally to about 6 cm from the posterior superior iliac spine."

"Of course, it can also be extended to this extent as needed." Fang Ziye explained in detail how to repair this access route as he cut it open.

"That is, extending 10cm distally along the outer surface of the thigh, which is also a standard Kocher-Langenbec approach."

Teaching surgery is not the same as immersing yourself in surgery. It requires breaking down and explaining the surgical process in great detail. Moreover, surgical teaching must start from how to make the approach.

In short, this perfectly summarizes most of the learning curve in surgery.

Three years to study surgery, a lifetime to learn surgical techniques.

A good approach and more suitable exposure can improve the quality of surgery.

Nie Mingxian stood in the lowest-ranking assistant position, deep in thought. Yan Zhiming and Jie Han, opposite Fang Ziye, nodded frequently. Only Liu Haihua, standing in the third assistant position, had a slightly furrowed brow.

He's only a first-year master's student. If his knowledge base were sufficient to keep up with the professional approach of the Fangziye (a business in traditional Chinese medicine), he wouldn't be a first-year master's student.

Even those with slightly better qualifications will find it difficult.

This kind of knowledge requires not only comprehension and aptitude, but also extensive reading and memory.

Seeing that no one had any questions, Fang Ziye continued, "This surgery isn't very difficult. Liu Haihua, can you identify the two types of anatomical tissues visible in the first layer beneath the fat layer?"

"Gluteus maximus and fascia lata!" Liu Haihua seemed somewhat involved and answered the question happily.

Of course, Liu Haihua didn't think there was anything wrong with this move, but Jie Han and Yan Zhiming, who were familiar with Fang Ziye, inexplicably raised their heads.

Fang Ziye has now become quite the superior, using the guise of teaching to bombard us with questions like time bombs...

Fang Ziye ignored their glances and continued doing what he wanted to do: "We will continue to cut along the skin incision to open the fascia lata. After cutting it, we will bluntly split the gluteus maximus muscle along the direction of the gluteus maximus muscle fibers!"

"Come here, Liu Haihua, take a good look at this crow's claw branch. Remember this well, okay? There must be a superior gluteal nerve passing through the gluteus maximus muscle. Whether you operate on it or use hemostats, you must not damage it."

Liu Haihua gently tapped it with his index finger and nodded.

During scheduled surgeries, when his master Deng Yong was performing the surgery, there was no chance for Liu Haihua to touch such a thing. He was only thinking about speeding up the process and finishing the day's surgeries.

It is only now, with the increasing number of surgeons available, that the pace can be slowed down.

As long as the surgery isn't too outrageous, the group can split it into four procedures!
Deng Yong, Liu Huanglong, Yuan Weihong, and Fang Ziye are all capable of handling things independently.

"Actually, at this stage, it is a relatively typical flowchart of local anatomy. At this level, the muscle layers are very detailed and typical."

"From top to bottom, the gluteus medius, piriformis, obturator internus, superior and inferior gemellus, and at the bottom is the quadratus femoris."

"Near the quadratus femoris muscle, there is a very thick nerve, the sciatic nerve. It is quite large and generally very difficult to damage..."

"..."

Under Fang Ziye's almost nanny-like guidance, he was able to demonstrate local anatomy to Nie Mingxian and others through elective surgery on patients.

Surgery is not simply a matter of local anatomy, but in the hands of a competent physician, it can certainly evolve into a very vivid demonstration of local anatomy.

From the initial instruction to the subsequent internal fixation of the pelvic fracture, Fang Ziye spent more than two hours on the procedure.

Actually, if it weren't for teaching purposes and it were just a simple surgery, Fang Ziye was confident that he could reduce the surgery time to within forty minutes.

Of course, the significance of teaching is definitely prominent.

For example, Jie Han, who is always asking questions, seemed to have forgotten the occasion and started asking questions right after the surgery: "Senior, what if this approach can't achieve a good reduction, or what if there is a transverse fracture with a posterior wall fracture?"

When Jie Han asked the question, Nie Mingxian's eyes flashed, clearly showing that he was also very curious about the answer.

Next door, Yan Zhiming and Liu Haihua were helping to push the patient out of the operating room. Yan Zhiming got up and returned at the door of the operating room, while Liu Haihua, as a resident physician, had to follow the patient back to the ward and complete the postoperative medical orders before he could return to the operating room.

Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian sat side by side on the steel stools under the operating room timer panel. Jie Han stood between the two, his chin tilted, his expression simple, without any other thoughts.

"If it is a transverse fracture with a posterior wall fracture, then a dual approach should be considered: an anterior approach to fix the transverse fracture and a posterior approach to fix the posterior wall fracture."

"What we just did was..."

"Master!" Fang Ziye was halfway through his speech when he noticed Yuan Weihong walking in. He quickly ended the conversation and stood up to call out to him.

Nie Mingxian also stood up, while Jie Han turned around and stood at attention.

"Ziye, I heard from the tour that your surgery here hasn't finished after two hours. I thought something had gone wrong." Yuan Weihong touched the front of his hat, probably habitually rubbing his bald patch.

"He's stepped down, hasn't he?"

Fang Ziye nodded: "Master, we are a little slow in advancing the surgery."

Jie Han explained, “Master, my senior brother explained the entire operation in great detail, even showing us the tiny branches of the nerves encountered during the approach.”

"I feel incredibly strong right now!"

Yuan Weihong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In today's surgery, no one was left to cover for Fang Ziye, mainly because everyone trusts Fang Ziye's skills, which are already mature and not just fledglings.

However, before the two hours were over, Yuan Weihong was genuinely worried that the "expert" he had raised might have turned into the prototype of "Teletubbies" again, so he rushed over to take a look after he stepped off the stage.

"Alright, what do you think we should do about the bone defect in the ischial ring? The patient can't sit up and can't sleep peacefully. Go back and think about it for a month." Yuan Weihong dismissed Jie Han with a single sentence before smiling and looking at Fang Ziye.

Do you have X-ray results?

Jie Han was so troubled by Yuan Weihong's question that he started to look distressed.

How difficult is this problem?
So Yuan Weihong has been corrupted by Jie Han, hasn't he?
Reconstruction of the ischial ring within the pelvic ring is particularly challenging due to its relatively unique anatomical structure.

Naturally, there are many solutions, but the lack of a universally accepted solution means that each one is only marginally effective.

While Jie Han was deep in thought with a worried expression, Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong had already begun to appreciate the X-ray of the pelvis after internal fixation surgery.

Yuan Weihong nodded after reading it: "That's good. It seems I was overthinking it."

"Ziye, that's excellent! You've successfully completed your first teaching surgery. That's perfect, so you can perform several more teaching surgeries at the Hubei Province Mid-Year Skills Competition next month."

"Huh?" Fang Ziye couldn't understand Yuan Weihong's logic for a moment.

"What do you mean, 'huh'? You won the grand prize in the competition last year, and they even gave you a prize money. Are you pretending you don't know me?"

"Once you've crossed that threshold, you can't forget your hometown."

"Because of your unique identity and age, which is very inspiring, the Trauma Surgery Group hopes that you can serve as a 'reference person' for teaching surgeries this year!"

“There are also allowances,” Yuan Weihong explained in a low voice, then looked at the others.

"This isn't something we did to give Ziye special treatment. Ziye earned his competition results through his own hard work. We've never had such a young instructor in our province before."

When Yuan Weihong spoke, he also looked at Nie Mingxian, so Nie Mingxian replied, "Oh, I've been to Kyoto before."

Yuan Weihong's lips stiffened.

Fang Ziye and the other two looked at Nie Mingxian at the same time.

After all, Nie Mingxian's words completely revealed what Yuan Weihong originally wanted to express.

Hubei Province did not have it, but Kyoto did have it!
Hubei Province's orthopedic capabilities are still too weak.

Yuan Weihong had no chance against Nie Mingxian, this outsider.

Nie Mingxian is neither a student of this college nor a staff member of this department. He is considered a member of Liu Huanglong's team, and his direct supervisor is Liu Huanglong.

Yuan Weihong smiled and said, "Jishuitan Hospital, Beijing Third Hospital, and Peking Union Medical College Hospital in Beijing are all renowned orthopedic hospitals, slightly stronger than the orthopedic specialist hospitals in Hubei Province..."

"Dr. Nie, that's easy to understand, isn't it?"

Originally, Yuan Weihong intended to take this opportunity to properly persuade Yan Zhiming, Liu Haihua, and others not to always look at Fang Ziye enjoying high-level treatment, but also to see his true nature.

Fang Ziye received many things from his superiors, but he earned many things through his own abilities.

“I don’t know much about orthopedics either. I’m a vascular surgeon by training,” Nie Mingxian said, lowering his voice as he spoke.

However, these words immediately broke Yuan Weihong's defenses.

Nie Mingxian didn't say that it was the orthopedics department in Kyoto that had done it. He never cared whether or not orthopedics had done it; people were saying it was the cardiovascular surgery department...

Yuan Weihong instantly felt a sense of powerlessness, as if he had punched cotton.

In that instant, Yuan Weihong seemed to recall whether the people in a prefecture-level city hospital would think the same way if he were to go to the countryside.

Seeing the discomfort in Yuan Weihong's eyes, Fang Ziye also became a bit protective of his own: "Brother Xian is knowledgeable, but don't bully us country folk. We haven't seen much of the world."

"Master, there are no problems here for the time being, and the next surgery will be even simpler."

"Why don't you go ahead and get busy?"

Fang Ziye decided to get rid of Yuan Weihong first before he could focus on his online battle with Nie Mingxian.

Of course, if Nie Mingxian wants to continue the laning phase...

Yuan Weihong knew perfectly well what was going on, and immediately nodded and left: "When I came over, Professor Deng only gave me half an hour. I should go back now."

After arriving here and confirming that Fang Ziye's surgery was successful and that the long delay was due to other reasons, Yuan Weihong left.

But when she turned around and looked at Nie Mingxian again, she still gave him a kind and gentle smile.

There's an indescribable sense of familiarity.

To be honest, even if Nie Mingxian were to actually end up in trauma surgery and remain clueless for a short period of time, Yuan Weihong wouldn't dare to "lose his temper" with him.

Because of Nie Mingxian's talent, this place is already a very fruitful orchard.

Given enough time, Yuan Weihong will have no reason or opportunity to ridicule Nie Mingxian.

……

After Yuan Weihong left, the sensible Yan Zhiming was the first to defuse the awkward situation: "Brother Xian, thank you for speaking up for us. Otherwise, we would have been subjected to some emotional manipulation by Brother Wei."

Nie Mingxian had already realized that he might have disrupted Yuan Weihong's plans.

However, Nie Mingxian felt no guilt. He was telling the truth. He couldn't just stop telling the facts he had personally witnessed because Yuan Weihong had ulterior motives, could he?

As a newcomer, Nie Mingxian was naturally unaware of the subtle relationships within the Department of Trauma Surgery.

Nie Mingxian decided to play dead.

This is his inherent privilege.

……

The next surgery was indeed simple; it was a midshaft tibial fracture with reverse intramedullary nailing for internal fixation.

The patient is a relative of a professor at this hospital and lives near Zhongnan Hospital.

Given this relationship, even though Zhongnan Hospital doesn't perform simple fracture surgeries, they could only perform his surgery out of consideration for their colleague.

Tibial fracture intramedullary nailing via the suprapatellar approach is a true Level III surgery, which is within Fang Ziye's scope of expertise.

Even if Fang Ziye operates alone, it is reasonable and compliant.

Naturally, during this operation, Fang Ziye did not perform any teaching surgery. Instead, he directly used a highly advanced surgical method, including skin incision, and resolved the battle within twelve minutes.

After the surgery was completed, the sterile 'Xiao Mei' disposable sterile dressing was applied, and the plaster cast external fixation was solidified. The patient had already been sent back to the ward by Jie Han. Fang Ziye left the operating room with Dr. Yan Zhiming and Nie Mingxian.

Both the scrub nurse and the circulating nurse are still in a state of confusion.

They exchanged a glance, and the scrub nurse said, "Are we just amateurs, or is this doctor too professional? I remember when I had an intramedullary nail fixation with Associate Professor Peng Long before, it also took more than fifty minutes."

"Twelve minutes?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"I don't know, anyway, after the surgeon took the photos, we just had to pack up and go home." The circulating nurse raised her eyelids, causing her brows to furrow deeply.

They were obviously worried, however, as long as nothing fell into the patient's body during the surgery, other quality issues had absolutely nothing to do with the staff in the operating room.

Therefore, whether Fang Ziye is truly capable or deliberately showing off, it has nothing to do with them.

If the responsibility doesn't lie with you, then respect other people's fate, right?
"Shouldn't we report this to the head nurse?" The scrub nurse was still a little worried and felt that a record should be kept.

"Okay, let's talk to the head nurse. We didn't rush the surgeon at all during this operation. He finished the surgery himself within twelve minutes. We were cooperating perfectly the whole time." The circulating nurse was very careful to avoid any appearance of impropriety.

……

However, after Yan Zhiming and Nie Mingxian followed Fang Ziye out of the operating room, Nie Mingxian's eyes lit up: "Ziye, this manual repositioning technique has such a great use in elective surgery?"

It can be said that manual reduction surgery is one of the most performative surgical techniques.

It's incredibly effective, like a miracle happens instantly.

Nie Mingxian spent time reviewing the procedure for open reduction and internal fixation of fractures.

Opening, traction, repositioning, temporary fixation with Kirschner wires, followed by fluoroscopy and adjustment...

But it seems that for Fang Ziye, repositioning is as easy as playing around. Most fracture surgeries, especially long bone fractures, seem to be just going through the motions.

"Yes, treatment for the fracture!"

"No, as long as it follows the principles of repositioning, fixation, and rehabilitation, or as long as it involves repositioning and rotation, manual repositioning techniques are very practical basic skills. If used well, they can achieve twice the result with half the effort, and the quality of the surgery will be quite high. There is absolutely no need to worry about the quality of the surgery."

"If Jie Han hadn't tried out the locking procedure for intramedullary nail fixation, this surgery might have ended two minutes earlier."

"Brother Xian, if you want to learn, I suggest you ask Senior Brother Wu Xuanqi for some study materials first. I have another set here, but you need to have a certain foundation before you can look at it," Fang Ziye explained.

Fang Ziye's manual reduction techniques are derived from the manual reduction theory of the old Chinese medicine doctor Chen, but are slightly more advanced.

Currently, we have also incorporated some new fracture classification methods explored within the group through fracture models, which can help us better understand the techniques and methods of manual fracture reduction.

Nie Mingxian will find it very difficult to start learning here.

"Okay, I'll try it."

“Wu Xuanqi used to say that the charm of trauma surgery is very intuitive and attractive, but I didn’t really believe it,” Nie Mingxian said.

In fact, Nie Mingxian had seen manual reduction techniques before, including some advanced ones, but he had never seen one as advanced as Fang Ziye's before.

"I'm going to rest now. Senior Brother Yan, Brother Xian, you should go and get some rest too..."

"I still have to work the emergency room shift tomorrow, Senior Brother Yan. Remember to send me the data that our group compiled when you have a moment." Fang Ziye's mind was a little muddled.

Yan Zhiming then touched Fang Ziye's forehead: "Ziye, didn't Tianluo send you a mini-program? You should be able to see the basic skills of all the junior doctors in our department in the backend, as well as how many surgeries and procedures they can perform with you each month."

"Your Excel spreadsheet is outdated."

Fang Ziye: "..."

"Oh, okay! Then I'll go rest too." Fang Ziye rubbed his eyes.

He didn't sleep very well last night. Now the surgery is over, and there's still more than an hour until lunchtime.

Why don't you take a nap when you have a spare moment?
Yan Zhiming said, "Alright, Ziye, you go and rest first. I'm going to Master's place."

Yan Zhiming is currently in his third year of doctoral studies, a time when he is receiving a lot of opportunities from Deng Yong. He has run out of opportunities to gain experience under Fang Ziye, so he can at least get some small opportunities from his mentor.

Back then, Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing, Wang Yuanqi, Gu Yi and others all went through this process. Now it's Yan Zhiming's turn. How could Yan Zhiming possibly not seek fame and recognition?

"Okay!~"

After Yan Zhiming left, Nie Mingxian asked Fang Ziye if his roommate was moving out today. If he was, they could go back together and get to know each other better.

Fang Ziye shook his head upon hearing this: "Brother Xian, you should go back and rest first. I'll go to the department to rest for a while."

"I only go back to stay occasionally."

“Okay!” Nie Mingxian didn’t insist.

……

Time flies, and more than a week has passed in the blink of an eye.

Fang Ziye's system of admission and standard number of emergency surgeries has gradually become standardized, and this model has been implemented regardless of whether subordinates agree or not.

On May 5.21st, after finishing his shift, Fang Ziye was about to follow Deng Yong on his ward rounds when Professor Han Yuanxiao, who had stood up, stopped him.

He called out enthusiastically, "Professor Deng, does Ziye have a little free time? I'd like to talk to Ziye about something."

Deng Yong turned around, and after seeing that Ziye didn't seem to be in a difficult position, he nodded and patted Fang Ziye's shoulder: "Director Han is calling you, Ziye, go ahead."

Fang Ziye nodded, turned around with a smile, and walked towards Han Yuanxiao: "Director Han..."

Han Yuanxiao then instructed Peng Long to take his men to check the rooms first, and then took Fang Ziye to the director's office.

After entering, we exchanged a few pleasantries, then brewed two cups of tea and chatted casually before getting to the point: "Ziye, you're taking the attending physician exam this month, right?"

"You should have confidence, right?"

The registration period for the attending physician exam was in early May, and the exam was at the end of May. No one in Han Yuanxiao's group took the attending physician exam, so his fact that he remembered it showed his thoughtfulness.

Fang Ziye only sat on one side of his buttock, smiling broadly: "Director Han, it should be fine, but I can't say for sure."

"I've been practicing with question banks lately."

Fang Ziye wasn't sure if Han Yuanxiao had any issues with him, since the number of emergency procedures and the access system he implemented contradicted Han Yuanxiao's previous arrangements and plans.

He only mentored Xiong Jinhuan for two months, and he already overturned Han Yuanxiao's plans.

"Study hard for the exam, get into the intermediate level as soon as possible, and then you can get into the associate senior level sooner."

"For this kind of professional title, even if you make an exception, you can't do it too drastically. You can only work your way up slowly. Actually, with your current abilities, Ziye, you're more than qualified to be a nominal associate chief physician," Han Yuanxiao encouraged Fang Ziye, sounding quite pleased.

Fang Ziye waved his hand gently: "Director Han, there is still a lot I need to learn. The title you mentioned is really too big."

Han Yuanxiao pursed his lips before saying, "Ziye, I must apologize to you first."

"I approved the use of epidermal growth factor spray in the department, and I also authorized the staff to use it selectively as needed."

"However, the company did not tell me beforehand that their product was not covered by medical insurance, so it has caused you some trouble."

"I'm sorry, Ziye, you can think about it. Within an appropriate range, Teacher Han is willing to give you some compensation."

Han Yuanxiao took the initiative to change how he addressed himself.

Director Han and Fang Ziye have a superior-subordinate relationship. Fang Ziye only follows Deng Yong, and from now on, everyone will go their own way.

Teacher Han and Fang Ziye have a teacher-student relationship, and we can hope they can get along better in the future.

Fang Ziye had actually guessed this possibility, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Han Yuanxiao is the director, and also the administrative director of the ward. What medicine Han Yuanxiao wants to use in the department, the prescription is not available.

To reiterate, since Fang Ziye cannot disprove the claim, there is no reason to question Han Yuanxiao's choice of medication.

As for the problems with the medical insurance review, that's a departmental issue, the responsibility of higher authorities, and Fang Ziye will still have to take some of the blame...

"Teacher Han, you're joking."

"Logically, I will only graduate in June, so I will start working no later than July. Even if I start working as the chief resident, it will not end until June of next year."

"It was Teacher Han who stepped in and saved me in time."

"I'm just back to square one now, how dare I make demands?" Fang Ziye was quite adept at handling people; with just one sentence, he completely soothed Han Yuanxiao's emotions.

What else can be done?
In a fit of anger, he quit his job?
Where can you go if you quit your job?

Even with Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong around, they still had to suffer some undeserved misfortune. If they went to other places, without any support or anything else, the road ahead would be even more thorny.

After visiting Enshi Central Hospital, Fang Ziye concluded that prefecture-level city hospitals are essentially family businesses, purely family-run.

Connections are the fastest way to climb the ladder; skills and such only allow you to work for others.

In top-tier institutions like Zhongnan Hospital, there's at least a shortcut to success: the capable rise, and the weak fall.

Han Yuanxiao's expression gradually turned serious. He rubbed his right thumb and forefinger together, then picked up his teacup, took a big gulp, and said, "Ziye, I know that you still have some opinions about me."

"I agree with your opinion, but my thinking cannot be changed."

“Unlike you, Ziye, you have almost nothing to do and you have accumulated a lot of research and publications. I have a whole mess to deal with.”

"Students are waiting to graduate, to stay in the hospital, to be promoted, and to make a living."

"Ziye, if I may ask a question, you probably wouldn't guess that the only people in our trauma surgery department who can be admitted to the hospital are from your team, right?"

"What is this? This is an academic clique! This has become a valve!"

Upon hearing Han Yuanxiao's words, Fang Ziye slightly raised his head, his expression turning serious.

My heart began to flutter slightly.

Han Yuanxiao continued, "However, from an objective point of view, Ziye, your team is too strong."

"First, we have a lot of talented people."

"Secondly, there is sufficient funding."

"Thirdly, there are many large-scale research projects."

“In this situation, anyone with even a little bit of talent can be carried to success. This is actually unfair to others.”

"Let me give you a simple example, comparing Xiong Jinhuan and Li Yuanpei!"

Han Yuanxiao slammed his hand on the table, lowered his voice, and his eyes reddened slightly: "Touch here and tell me who is more suitable to stay in the hospital. Look me in the eyes and say it."

Fang Ziye did not answer.

He neither refuted nor answered.

Han Yuanxiao composed himself slightly: "You know the answer, and so do I! But?"

Fang Ziye looked up at the opportune moment and interjected, "Teacher Han, but education has never been fair, has it?"

Fang Ziye's tone was calm, and his gaze was calm as well.

If Han Yuanxiao wants to delve deeper into this topic, then there are many aspects worth exploring.

Is it fair or unfair to talk about it in Zhongnan Hospital?
Being able to draw an objective line, with the capable rising and the weak falling, is fairer than not drawing a line at all.

What other forms of fairness are there? How do we even begin to discuss them?

Seeing that Han Yuanxiao remained silent, Fang Ziye said, "Teacher Han, I personally still think that you shouldn't have made that judgment about Yuanpei. Your unilateral judgment is unfair to him."

"Back then, my foundation was very weak, my first degree was not good enough, and my accumulation was also very thin, but I am very grateful to my teacher for his guidance and cultivation."

One can consider that Li Yuanpei's aptitude is inferior to Xiong Jinhuan's, but one cannot definitively conclude that Li Yuanpei's aptitude is inferior to Xiong Jinhuan's.

Why should a person be objectively defined as dead?
Having experienced hardship, Fang Ziye knows the bitterness involved. Before he grows up to the point of having no selfish thoughts, Fang Ziye will speak up for Li Yuanpei.

Han Yuanxiao looked at Fang Ziye, and his emotions gradually calmed down.

Han Yuanxiao could sense that Fang Ziye had grown up, become independent, and started to have his own ideas.

At this point, if you try to please him, show weakness, or discuss issues with him, Fang Ziye is no longer just echoing others.

However, Han Yuanxiao asked again, "Is it really meaningful to set a higher standard for 'forcing growth'?"

"How long can this flimsy door hold up?"

"Ziye, do you really want to see Teacher Deng turn this department into Deng Yong's team's private domain?"

"I don't care about Wang Yuanqi, but his professional skills and scientific research experience are quite good."

"But Yan Zhiming and Li Yuanpei?"

"To be honest, it's definitely not the best option for me to stay in the hospital!"

Fang Ziye remained silent.

This is clearly not a matter that Fang Ziye can interfere with.

As long as Fang Ziye does not have personnel authority, he has no right to inquire whether Xiong Jinhuan or the Li Yuanpei brothers will become his colleagues in the future.

On the contrary, if Fang Ziye were to express his opinion now, regardless of whose side he supports, he would be overstepping his bounds.

To put it more seriously, if someone suggests that this child is good and that child is not, should you abandon them?
Anyone who makes such a suggestion is simply brainless. Unless you are a parent yourself, you can't possibly show favoritism to your own child and dare to interfere in other people's affairs.
Is your brain going crazy?
Han Yuanxiao stopped talking, while Fang Ziye said, "Teacher Han, I'm sorry, I don't have that ability yet."

"What I can do now is to create a relatively fair learning and practice opportunity for my junior brothers to the best of my ability. Anything else is beyond my capabilities," Fang Ziye said, grinning.

Then, Fang Ziye continued, "Teacher Han, I used to receive instruction from Teacher Jin Hongzhou. We are not related, but he still gave me many opportunities regardless of our family background, so I have always kept that in mind..."

"But it seems that, so far, no teacher has taught me that this is a communal meal."

"Even if someone taught me that now, I'm past the age where I can't even make ends meet."

"Teacher Han, I've only been a student for now."

Fang Ziye smiled broadly, his tone calm, and his gaze firm!
When I was just a tiny mayfly, the only person who carried me and gave me a ride was my master, Yuan Weihong!
You're spouting so much nonsense at me now, it's all pointless.

A sect is a sect!

For other things, there aren't so many rules. Even if you add them on the spot, I won't care!

Han Yuanxiao narrowed his eyes, continued to sip his tea slowly, and after a full minute, he nodded and said with a smile, "Ziye, I respect your choice, and I will not have any objections to you because of your choice."

"You can rest assured about that."

Fang Ziye left the office and then, as if nothing had happened, began his ward rounds...

(End of this chapter)