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Chapter 440 Is this still Fang Ziye, the little puppy?

"May I ask who you are?" Duan Hong walked out of the bedroom and to the French windows in the living room, looking cautiously at the bustling traffic outside.

Experimental drugs must not be distributed on the market!

The inventory of experimental drugs is not under Duan Hong's supervision.

The investigational drug is prepared and provided by the sponsor. Before conducting a clinical trial, the sponsor must provide preclinical research data for the investigational drug…

Duan Hong was merely a researcher; the responsibility of the inspector lay in ensuring the supply, storage, distribution, and retrieval of the experimental drugs, and in keeping corresponding records.

Duan Hong was only responsible for the clinical use "medical orders" for the experimental drugs that were distributed to him.

"Professor Duan, I am the person in charge of the clinical trial design at our company. I just received a notification that our company's investigational drugs have issues with commercial use outside of the trial center."

"Professor Duan, as you know, it was extremely difficult for our company to develop this drug."

“If such a problem occurs, our clinical trials will be halted, and even the initial investment in this research direction will be wasted.” The person on the other end of the phone spoke very tactfully.

Duan Hong calmly looked at the streetlights outside the window, the intermittent sound of wheels hitting the ground penetrating the glass: "This is not a problem for me to consider. I am only responsible for liaising with the inspector commissioned by your company to work at our hospital."

"The storage and transportation of drugs are not the responsibility of Tongji Hospital. If you have any concerns, you can contact our hospital's medical affairs department or research department directly."

After calming down, Duan Hong carefully analyzed the current situation and roughly guessed what was going on.

The fact that the company's experimental drugs were being used commercially in other regions has been discovered, and the company is now conducting an internal investigation to find out the reason.

I called to ask, just in case, because I was willing to take the risk.

"Professor Duan, are you completely unaware of this situation?" The person on the other end of the phone remained very polite.

"If I knew anything, you wouldn't be the one talking to me now."

"Since this matter is so important to your company, do you still want to waste your time on me?" Duan Hong said, and then hung up the phone.

However, Duan Hong was still uneasy. After hanging up the phone, he called Long Yuan and others in the group to find out that they had not authorized this matter. Then Duan Hong went back to his room.

The attitude of "it's none of my business" may cause the department to lose a clinical research project, but it violates principles. Aren't they just digging their own grave?
If drugs are commercialized without passing clinical trials, what kind of situation would this be without regulation?

Outsiders might think that the actions in the movie "Dying to Survive" are noble.

However, if such matters are not regulated, then most of the medicines flowing into our country may not have therapeutic effects.

Even if only one percent of the drugs have a therapeutic effect, that would be remarkable.

99: 1!

If patients can gamble, would the government dare to gamble?

……

Meanwhile, when Han Yuanxiao from Zhongnan Hospital received the call from the general duty office, he was quite impatient: "Why can't we talk about this tomorrow morning? Why do you have to come to the hospital at this time?"

"Director Han, this matter is very important. It's not just you who needs to come to the hospital; Professor Deng Yong, the retired Professor Dong Yaohui, Professor Du Xinzhan from the orthopedics department, and the hand surgeons..."

"Director Qi Yuandong of the Pharmacy Department, Director Zhang Meng of the Purchasing Department, and Vice President Tong Jinwu, who is currently in charge of pharmaceutical safety, all need to come to the President's office!"

"Director Han, if you don't want to come, then you don't need to come tomorrow." A very young voice came from the other end of the phone, polite in tone, but full of deadly tactical intent.

Han Yuanxiao suddenly jolted awake and immediately asked in a low voice, "I'm coming right away."

"Brother, has something big happened again? Can you give me a heads-up?" Han Yuanxiao quickly asked.

"You'll understand when you get here, Director Han. I still need to notify the others." The young man hung up the phone after speaking.

After Han Yuanxiao got up, he immediately put on his pants and fastened his belt. His wife squinted and asked in a daze, "What kind of surgery requires you to go in person?"

"It wasn't surgery, but something happened at the hospital, and it had a significant impact. Most of the people in our orthopedics department were called to the hospital director's office."

"If we don't go now, we'll be in big trouble." Han Yuanxiao suddenly pulled on his belt, his belly breaking through the defenses first.

After twitching his lips twice, Han Yuanxiao began to loosen the tight binding around his stomach.

……

When Han Yuanxiao arrived at the president's office on the 12th floor of the administrative building of Zhongnan Hospital, the 12th floor was brightly lit.

The administrative building doesn't require overtime; everything is normal, with punctual hours for get off work and no need for a single minute of overtime.

However, when the lights are on in the administration building for overtime work, it's usually not a trivial matter.

When Han Yuanxiao approached, he found that the people inside had already started a meeting.

Dean Wang, along with two vice deans, Director Xiong Hanzhong of the Medical Affairs Department, Professor Du Xinzhan of the Orthopedics Department, Professor Deng Yong, the head of the Department of General Surgery, and Director Dou Qianmiao of the Department of General Surgery...

After entering, Han Yuanxiao bowed slightly and sat down in the last seat.

Dean Wang, with his long, arched eyebrows and wide-set eyes, looked at Professor Du Xinzhan and said, "Professor Du, this matter ultimately boils down to an internal problem within your orthopedics department. Now, please give us a brief explanation of the situation."

Du Xinzhan subconsciously pointed the small mole at the corner of his mouth at the large mole on Deng Yong's chin: "Professor Deng, your group also has records of using experimental drugs, so let's start with you. How exactly was this drug used? Who initiated it, and who wrote the prescription?"

Deng Yong shook his head directly: "Director Du, Dean Wang, I don't know how this non-clinical drug got into the hospital, when it was allowed into the department, or when it was used in our group."

“Our group’s medication use is sporadic, and the time for writing and executing prescriptions is also in the afternoon.”

“According to the work schedule of our hospital’s surgery department, the afternoon is the peak time for surgeries. At this time, senior doctors do not have much time to supervise junior doctors.”

Dean Wang interrupted, "Deng Yong, don't make so many excuses. There's no time to go to the inspection and there's no direct connection between you and Deng Yong."

Dean Wang tapped the table, emphasizing the point.

Deng Yong then said, "Okay, Dean Wang, our group has indeed encountered situations where experimental materials were used clinically, but I don't know how it happened!"

"I will acknowledge the origin, destination, transfer, and signatures in the department where it enters the office; if my name, Deng Yong, is on it, I will accept it. If my name, Deng Yong, is not on it, I will accept it."

"Whoever signs it is responsible!"

“Whoever advocates for its widespread use should be held responsible,” Deng Yong said, then looked at Professor Du Xinzhan.

Don't drag me into this; it has nothing to do with me.

As is well known, for a drug to be routinely used from the pharmacy department to within the department, it usually requires the head of the department's signature for approval.

Without the head doctor's signature and approval, but due to the patient's genuine need, a temporary application can be made through a consultation process. The opinion of the consulting physician can serve as an indication for the use of medications outside the department's routine prescriptions.

Upon hearing this, Du Xinzhan looked at Han Yuanxiao again, raised an eyebrow, and flipped through the materials in his hand: "Director Han, tell me, you are now the administrative director of the Department of Trauma Surgery."

"How did you sign off on this document, and how did you get it introduced into the department?"

“Deng Yong stepped down from his position as administrative director last year. The filing date for this drug access application form is December 3rd, which is indeed not the date Deng Yong should have signed off on.”

Han Yuanxiao's back was covered in cold sweat: "Director Du, Dean Wang, I didn't know this drug was an experimental drug. I thought it had already been launched on the market."

"Director Du, whether a drug is on the market and whether it meets clinical application standards is the responsibility of our pharmacy department and purchasing department. It has nothing to do with me. I only read the instructions."

Du Xinzhan then raised his voice and retorted, "You even have an instruction manual, Han Yuanxiao?"

Han Yuanxiao lowered his head: "Now it seems that it should be fake."

"But Professor Du, Dean Wang, when you review whether a drug is to be admitted to the department, do you usually pay attention to whether it is an experimental product?"

After hearing this, Zhang Meng, whose skin was slightly dark, leaned back in his chair and said, "Director Han, you can't say that."

"The threshold for clinical drug use is that the director of each clinical department has the right to conduct secondary supervision. Our purchasing department and pharmacy department can also make mistakes when they are busy."

"Besides, now is not the time to discuss who is responsible. The focus of our discussion should be on how to resolve this matter."

"Who exactly should we contact to resolve this matter?"

"It's not a fake medicine after all; it works!"

The murmurs and grumblings in the hospital's purchasing department and pharmacy are so obvious that even a fool could figure them out.

Upon hearing this, Dean Wang said, "Director Zhang, now is the time to hold those responsible accountable, not to discuss how to resolve this issue."

“I can tell you clearly that this matter cannot be resolved at the moment. I would not have called you all here for this meeting at this time if I had not received very clear instructions.”

Zhang Meng's Adam's apple bobbed twice: "Dean Wang, who exactly wants to investigate this matter?"

"The medicine isn't fake, it's effective, the patients aren't questioning it, and the procedures haven't gone wrong, so why is it getting so tense?"

"Did a patient report it?"

"Wasn't the matter you reported last time resolved?"

Dean Wang raised an eyebrow and leaned closer: "Zhang Meng, are you deaf?"

"I said, this isn't about who's investigating; it's about figuring out how this thing got in here."

Director Zhang Meng still looked at Dean Wang with unwavering determination: "Dean Wang, there has to be a reason for everything. There is no cause and effect without a cause in this world."

"Once you have a clue, you'll find a way!"

"Then go ahead. Who else can bypass the provincial health commission?" Dean Wang waved his hand and said.

Zhang Meng's expression changed instantly upon hearing this.

Zhongnan Hospital is not even a hospital directly under the National Health Commission; it's just a provincial hospital. What's the big deal?

If they were targeted by that kind of thing, Dean Wang might hesitate a little, but if it were to kill several purchasing department directors, pharmacy department directors, or specialist department directors, then it would depend on who was unlucky enough to suffer the consequences.

"Is he fixated on this one thing? Or is there something else?" Zhang Meng asked nervously.

"Isn't this enough?"

"Does it have to be another Sanlu scandal to be considered worthy?" Dean Wang retorted sharply.

……

"Ziye, I'll go rest for a bit. You two chat." Emergency Department, Trauma Center Clinic.

When Nie Mingxian saw Luo Tingzhu walk in with a bag of snacks hanging on her back, he stood up very proactively, took off walking out of the door, and forced a big smile on his face, which he could hardly suppress once the corners of his mouth turned up.

From Nie Mingxian's perspective, Fang Ziye was far more reliable than that dog or Wu Xuanqi.

After the two started sharing the apartment, Fang Ziye almost never returned to the rented room, and Nie Mingxian lived alone most of the time.

Moreover, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu's relationship wasn't overly affectionate; they basically only met briefly once or twice a week.

Most of the time, Luo Tingzhu would bring Fang Ziye some snacks after get off work, and then the young couple would chat for a while during their free time.

It won't take long, only ten or twenty minutes.

Nie Mingxian always took the initiative to avoid suspicion, and since it didn't happen often, he was very understanding.

Nie Mingxian said he was going to rest, but in reality, after leaving the trauma center clinic, he checked the takeout orders on his phone.

After picking up a few cups of coffee, he took out a bottle and walked towards the surgical clinic office. He casually took a cup out of the bag with his right hand before saying, "Xiao Liu, come on, have a cup of coffee!"

"Four cups again?" Liu Guo, the on-duty doctor in the emergency surgery clinic, winked at Nie Mingxian.

"I was kicked out." Nie Mingxian's chest heaved as he took out a cup of coffee and brought it to his lips.

Liu Guo chuckled upon hearing this, straightened up, and inserted a straw, saying, "Actually, Xiao Fang and Xiao Luo have had a tough time. They should be at the age to fall in love, but their work has been holding them back."

"Think about it, if Xiao Fang and Xiao Luo were both pursuing their doctorates now and hadn't graduated early..."

"I~" Liu Guo suppressed the "Wow!" exclamation from back home and changed her words:
"Oh my god!"

"With their combined research achievements and awards, they must have a substantial amount of travel funds. It would be enough for them to travel abroad every holiday of the year."

After expressing her feelings, Liu Guo was filled with envy, and then she pursed her lips and took a small sip.

With her oval face and ponytail, Liu Guo exudes a cool and confident aura, and speaks in a rather open and forthright manner.

Nie Mingxian stared blankly for a moment, and another beautiful image surfaced in his mind, prompting him to say something.

She's already showing her pregnancy, and you still haven't gotten over it?
"Thinking about it this way, the two of them could really have been a perfect couple for a while, but life is unpredictable."

“Now one is in the chief resident stage, and the other is in the stage of becoming a chief resident.” Nie Mingxian smiled slightly, his expression a mix of envy and regret.

"Dr. Nie, are you planning to work with Dr. Fang from now on? Or do you have other plans?" Liu Guo asked casually after putting down her coffee.

It is important to be open and honest with someone you don't know well; Nie Mingxian had never discussed his plans with Liu Guo before.

To vomit bitter words at a chance encounter is the mark of a madman.

"I'm observing for now. The main reason is that Dr. Fang is excellent enough. I think following him would lead to a very promising future..." Nie Mingxian nodded, without mentioning his intention to return to Kyoto.

Nie Mingxian's unfocused gaze revealed his inner turmoil.

If Nie Mingxian's intuition was correct, he wasn't inclined to stay because of Fang Ziye's excellence. Instead, Liu Guo made him hesitate about settling in Wuhan. It wasn't that Xiehe Hospital didn't have girls as outstanding as Liu Guo, but at least in the six months Nie Mingxian had been there, he hadn't met a girl as 'generous' and magnanimous as Liu Guo.

"Dr. Fang is indeed very outstanding. Whether it's the senior colleague who worked the previous shift or many teachers in the emergency department, they all speak highly of him."

"However, Dr. Nie, you are also considered very outstanding by many people."

"I heard from Director Liu of the vascular surgery department that if you're willing to go to vascular surgery, Director Wu would be willing to specially appoint you as an associate professor." Liu Guo, with her cheerful personality, casually started the conversation.

……

At 10:53, a girl carrying a pink snack bag appeared at the door. After knocking lightly, she smiled and said, "Dr. Nie, I'm leaving. I brought you some late-night snacks."

Upon hearing this, Nie Mingxian pointed towards the door and said, "Xiao Luo, take a cup."

Luo Tingzhu thought for a moment after hearing this, thanked her, and casually took a cup.

After Luo Tingzhu left, Liu Guo raised her wrist to check the time, pursed her lips, and said, "I want to say I have nothing to do, but I don't dare say I'm idle and bored!"

"Metaphysics should not be blindly believed, but it should not be completely disregarded either."

"Once they've finished talking, I'll head over first, so I don't miss out on this great learning opportunity," Nie Mingxian said, ending the conversation proactively.

Nie Mingxian hadn't figured it out yet, so he could only maintain a certain distance through this 'pulling', not getting too close, to avoid putting the two of them in an awkward position later.

But we can't be too distant either.

My lady, my gentleman is good.

Nie Mingxian can't stay single forever just because he feels sorry for his ex-girlfriend.

……

However, when Nie Mingxian pushed open the door to the trauma center's clinic again, he found himself to be an uninvited guest.

At that moment, three people appeared in the trauma center's emergency room.

I didn't recognize Deng Yong, Du Xinzhan, or Nie Mingxian.

The three of them seemed to be getting into the conversation when Nie Mingxian pushed open the door and entered. Deng Yong and Professor Du Xinzhan then straightened their collars.

Another middle-aged man with a plump figure stood there and turned his head to look at Nie Mingxian. His gaze was slightly fixed on Nie Mingxian, and his wandering eyes swept over Nie Mingxian's body, his face full of doubt.

He was surprised to find a 'hospital employee' he didn't recognize inside the hospital.
"Ziye, I'll bring you some coffee, then I'm going to lie down. Call me if you need anything." Nie Mingxian wasn't intimidated.

Although Deng Yong is a professor, there is another senior professor of orthopedics next door, and the other probably holds a high position as well.

But as the saying goes, "If you don't ask for help, you don't need to ask for anything in return." You can do whatever you want, I won't care about you.

Like a social thug, Nie Mingxian carried the coffee bag to the desk in the clinic, put it behind him, turned around and left, closing the door behind him.

There were four people, but only one cup of coffee.

Fang Ziye felt embarrassed, so he simply tossed it to his left and decided not to drink it for now.

Then, Fang Ziye took another look at Professor Du Xinzhan's stern face and replied, "Director Du, reporting something requires evidence and proper procedures."

"Where's the whistleblower letter? Even anonymous whistleblowing requires a whistleblower letter!"

"Why would you say it was me who reported it?" Fang Ziye spread his hands.

"Just because I came to see you this afternoon, you're making up baseless accusations?"

If anyone claims that their complaints about Huang Kai were based on a report, Fang Ziye can refute that the person is simply spreading rumors.

I can't even chat with my former colleague, my former mentor, who has now retired from clinical practice?
Is the Qing Dynasty still ongoing? Are literary inquisitions still rampant?
Du Xinzhan then looked at Deng Yong, who said with certainty, "I asked my student, Zhu Yunwen, and he said he did not report it. He is now obediently conducting experiments in the laboratory and has no knowledge of any of what happened."

"Director Du, a student can't get this far by reporting it directly. Please stop making wild guesses."

“Yunwen is my student, and Ziye is also my student.”

"He's on duty right now, working for our hospital and for our trauma surgery department. He's working diligently and conscientiously. How could you possibly think he's the one causing trouble?" Deng Yong continued to explain, adding another serious accusation.

Upon hearing this, Du Xinzhan narrowed his eyes, then turned to Fang Ziye and asked, "Ziye, we came here just to ask casually. Actually, we're here today for something even more important, a very important and large-scale project that our hospital is cooperating on."

"The project team is currently requesting that our hospital send another batch of personnel to assist in the project's progress, and some leaders of the project team have specifically mentioned you."

"So, we're here to inform you that after June, you should go to the project team. During your time on the project team, you will be paid according to the treatment and experience of a graduate from a prestigious university."

"You'll have a greater chance of significantly reducing your total hospital stay."

"I'm not going!" Fang Ziye looked into Du Xinzhan's eyes and said very calmly.

"Someone specifically requested to call you up, and you're not going?" Xu Yuandong, the director of the personnel department, asked in a slightly shrill voice. He was thin and had a round face, and his expression was full of disbelief.

It's hard to understand where Fang Ziye got such confidence.

Faced with such an unexpected opportunity, Fang Ziye, instead of being as grateful as he had expected for the hospital and its leaders' cultivation, declined the offer.

"This teacher? Even a transfer should be based on mutual consent, right?"

"I don't want to go. Our hospital is full of talented people. There are many teachers in our department who are more senior than me and more outstanding than me. Why would it be my turn to go?" Fang Ziye replied very calmly.

"If you don't go, plenty of others will. Let's not talk about this anymore." Xu Yuandong sneered for a moment, then stretched his round face, making it look even bigger, like a large round pancake.

"Okay, sure, go ahead!"

"Master, Director Du, is there anything else I can help with?" Fang Ziye stood calmly, his tone remaining respectful.

"Director Du, let's go. The rest are internal matters of your orthopedics department. Let Professor Deng communicate with his students about them."

"It's getting late, I need to go back and reply to Dean Wang."

“Fang Ziye from your department declined the recommendation for transfer, so our hospital still needs to give a formal reply.” Xu Yuandong was quite indifferent, not even bothering to look at Fang Ziye, this ‘pretty boy’.

You're all show and no substance, you don't know what's good or bad, and you have an outrageously bad temper. Do you even realize how many opportunities you've missed?

After Du Xinzhan's lips twitched for a while, he looked at Fang Ziye again, still hesitant to speak.

To be honest, Du Xinzhan is really too afraid to mess with Fang Ziye now, and he doesn't even dare to say a word of nonsense.

Du Xinzhan even suspected that if he had talked more and more openly with Fang Ziye this afternoon, there might not have been so much trouble tonight.

……

After watching Director Xu and Director Du Xinzhan leave, Fang Ziye and Deng Yong took the initiative to walk over, close and lock the door, and then stood with their backs to the door.

He looked at Fang Ziye and said, "Ziye, are you really sure you want to stand firmly on the same side as your master?"

Deng Yong's complex tone, filled with confusion, reluctance, and sadness, pierced Fang Ziye's ears, causing Fang Ziye's eyes and nose to inexplicably sting with tears.

Fang Ziye thought he could face Deng Yong calmly, but now that it had come to this, he still felt conflicted: "Master, even when our master is in front of us, there is a proper order of precedence."

There is a difference in quality between providing timely help and adding to someone's existing success.

“You have been very good to me, and you have helped me in my future career even more than my master. But without my master, I would not have received your help, and I would not even have been able to stand before you.”

"Another metaphor!"

"My parents' education of me is not even one percent as good as yours, or even as good as my elementary school teachers. But they are my parents, and they spared no effort to raise me when I was at my weakest, most ignorant, and most helpless!"

Fang Ziye's voice was choked with emotion.

There are some things that Deng Yong will definitely understand.

The matter concerning Professor Chu has nothing to do with Fang Ziye, but it does involve Yuan Weihong. The matter concerning Professor Chu has nothing to do with Deng Yong, but it does involve Professor Dong, Deng Yong's teacher. This is a very confusing situation.

To achieve one's ideals, one must cut off one's arm; Fang Ziye must also cut off his own arm.

If Fang Ziye had to choose between his parents and Yuan Weihong, he would have to follow his parents' lead, even if it meant gritting his teeth and cracking his voice.

This feeling is actually very uncomfortable.

Deng Yong continued, "Han Yuanxiao's position as administrative director will be temporarily filled by Professor Liu Huanglong in July."

"The heads of the purchasing department and the pharmacy department have basically been confirmed to be allowed in!"

"I don't know why, but this was actually a very small matter, something that could have been ignored if we hadn't made a fuss, but it caused the company's epidermal growth factor research project to be halted, and all the previous research was wasted..."

Fang Ziye remained unmoved upon hearing this.

Master, if you knew about this company's past record, you might not think this way.

Compared to what happened in Enshi, this is nothing.

"Are you satisfied with this result?" Deng Yong asked Fang Ziye with a stone-like expression and an icy tone, devoid of any emotion.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye stood there blankly, blinked a few times, and continued to shake his head: "Not very satisfied."

Deng Yong narrowed his eyes and said, "Then what else do you want?"

Others might not know how Zhongnan Hospital managed to infiltrate such a super project team, but how could Deng Yong not understand?

If it weren't for Fang Ziye, the Enshi Military Region Sanatorium project would have had absolutely nothing to do with Zhongnan Hospital. The reason Deng Yong is now the main person in charge is because they hinted to Fang Ziye to contact his teacher.

What caught their eye was naturally Zhongnan Hospital, but more importantly, it was Fang Ziye himself.

Therefore, in this matter, whoever tries to reap the benefits will perish. And Fang Ziye, without anyone knowing, has acquired a 'network of connections' that is unimaginable to outsiders.

“Master, Professor Liu Huanglong can nominally lead the department, but Professor Han Yuanxiao must resign from his position as administrative director. It doesn’t matter whether he leads a team or stays at Zhongnan Hospital.”

"Secondly, Professor Liu Qiao cannot come to the hospital. If he comes, my teacher and I will leave; if he doesn't come, we will stay."

"Third, I know that Professor Liu Qiao's purpose in appearing in Wuhan is not pure. I don't know whether Professor Han invited him to attend this academic conference or if it was someone else from another hospital with ulterior motives."

"All I know is that throughout my many years of schooling, most of my teachers have told me that I just need to focus on being excellent. Why are they bringing up so many other things now?"

"Whether it's sowing discord, unintentional, or intentional."

"Now that the old wound has been reopened, it's absolutely impossible to pretend that nothing happened! There's definitely a rift there."

“Master, you can’t bring up the past yourself, because it was a mess to begin with, so I never resent you or doubt you, but I also feel sorry for my teacher.”

“If it were a different position, and you were in Professor Yuan’s position, I would think and act the same way.”

"Fourth, I applied for my teacher Yuan Weihong to lead the group alone, and I will follow him."

"We will continue to work diligently on our research on damage and destruction," Fang Ziye said calmly.

Deng Yong could no longer calm down, and his voice trembled: "Are you crazy, Fang Ziye?"

"Are you going to interfere in the professor's personnel matters?"

Fang Ziye looked up and asked, "Master, why not?"

"The rules of the game were not set by me, but left by our predecessors. So everyone can play within the rules of the game."

"My current thinking is, if you can play, then play; if you can't, then forget it. If you don't like playing, then don't play. If you can't afford to play, then don't play."

"I think one of the things my teacher, Ms. Yuan, did very badly was that when she was wronged, she had to swallow her anger and leave in a sorry state."

"Why should I have to leave after I've been wronged?"

"If anyone's leaving, it'll be someone else."

"Anyone who doesn't want to stay, anyone who doesn't want peace and quiet, anyone who doesn't want our hospital and our department to move forward can leave! But I won't leave, that's my personal opinion." This was the first time Fang Ziye had spoken to his teacher in such a serious tone.

Leaving dejected and disheveled—this isn't winning, this isn't feeling good, this is running away.

Why run?
There's a saying that goes, "As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed."

Applying this to the current situation, as long as I don't want to leave, whoever wants to leave can leave.

Why should I leave? It's not like I'm failing.

Deng Yong remained silent, though his shoulders trembled slightly, and his hands, which were gripping the handles behind his back, were clearly damp with sweat.

The Fang Ziye standing before me now is no longer the easygoing student I once was. He's a fierce tiger; when he gets angry, he doesn't even give his teacher any face, let alone what kind of director you are.
Fang Ziye continued through gritted teeth, "Even if the trauma surgery department is split into two departments, my master and I will not leave."

“If anyone doesn’t believe it, let’s try. I absolutely have the ability and courage to persuade the leaders to break down the trauma surgery department.”

By the end, Fang Ziye had gone beyond rebellious righteousness; he had become incredibly arrogant.

However, Deng Yong couldn't utter a single word.
He silently turned the doorknob and slipped out.

Upon reaching the door, I glanced back at the nameplate of the consultation room and shuddered violently...

At worst, we can dismantle the trauma surgery department. Is this still Fang Ziye's little puppy?
(End of this chapter)