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Chapter 443 Summer Palace (Please Subscribe)

June 30th.

3:43 PM.

After taking away a patient with a non-reducible shoulder dislocation that he felt he could handle, Nie Mingxian took the patient and left the trauma center clinic.

As she opened the door, she said, "Your situation is quite complicated. Let's go to the operating room next door; the small operating room in the examination room isn't big enough."

"Furthermore, there are some risks in your situation that I need to explain to you."

The patient and his family followed closely behind Nie Mingxian, not at all worried that Nie Mingxian was a fraud. On the contrary, they were glad that they had not been "pulled away" by the young doctor sitting in the consultation room.

In terms of appearance outside the hospital, Fang Ziye's appearance is more valuable than Nie Mingxian's, but in terms of appearance inside the hospital, Fang Ziye is easily perceived as a "low-IQ pretty boy".

The sight of Nie Mingxian leading the patient out of the consultation room brought a knowing smile to Fang Ziye's lips. He thought to himself, "How wonderful it would be to have more people like Nie Mingxian around me."

After taking a sip of water from the mineral water bottle in front of him, Fang Ziye clicked the refresh button. Seeing no newly registered emergency patients, he crossed his hands above his head and began to stretch his waist and neck.

After a crisp "click-click" sound peeked into his ears, Fang Ziye maintained the twisting motion of moving his left hip backward and his left shoulder forward for a full five seconds before plopping down in the chair, feeling completely relaxed.

I opened my phone, glanced at the orthopedics department's official WeChat account, and sure enough, I saw the new shift schedule.

Of course, such scheduling information can also be found in the medical record system, and can be zoomed in and out, so Fang Ziye did not use his mobile phone to view it.

After the shifts were moved down to the broader framework of surgery and orthopedics.

"Hand Surgery: Professor Ni Yaoping, Professor Deng Yong, Professor Han Yuanxiao."

This is the revised schedule published by the hospital. Once published, it cannot be changed.

The outpatient schedules for Deng Yong and Han Yuanxiao remained unchanged; only their work locations changed.

Fang Ziye noticed that the scheduling information of the previous group leaders in hand surgery, such as Professor Zhou Ziyu and Professor Chen Zuhua, was not in the clinical scheduling list.

"Did the two professors resign?" Fang Ziye frowned.

Looking more closely at the hand surgery schedule, Deng Yong didn't bring anyone to the hand surgery department, while Han Yuanxiao brought Zhang Zixi.

The distribution of personnel in the trauma surgery department is particularly interesting.

Professor Liu Huanglong scored three goals in a row.

Professor Liu Huanglong is in charge of three subgroups, Yuan Weihong leads one group, and Associate Professors Chen Fang and Peng Long each lead one group.

The rest of the staff remains largely unchanged!

Upon seeing this scene, Fang Ziye's eyes were blank for a moment, and then, as if he remembered something, he murmured, "This shouldn't be a punishment for our trauma surgery department; it's the hand surgery department that has become the biggest site of trauma."

"With the two professors removed from their posts, Deng Yong and Han Yuanxiao have moved the main battlefield of trauma surgery to hand surgery. Currently, only Professor Ni Yaoping remains as the most complete 'staff' in hand surgery."

As Fang Ziye murmured to himself, he looked closer and discovered that his name appeared in the chief inpatient positions of the three groups: Yuan Weihong, Chen Fang, and Peng Long.

The three characters "Fang Ziye" caught Fang Ziye's eye, and the fact that they weren't handwritten by him made Fang Ziye find them particularly strange.

Subsequently, there were some changes in the staffing of the trauma center.

Chief Physician: Liu Huanglong.

Associate Chief Physician: Xie Jinyuan.

Attending Physician: Li Nuo.

"Chief Resident Physicians: Jin Hongzhou, Wang Yuanqi (following)."

After nearly half a year, Jin Hongzhou was finally reinstated as chief resident, serving as co-chief resident of the trauma center with Wang Yuanqi.

Moreover, Li Nuo, who had previously gone to the spinal surgery department, was also transferred back to the trauma center emergency room of the trauma surgery department.

As soon as the familiar name appeared, two even more familiar faces floated into Fang Ziye's mind.

Perhaps it was a fantasy, or perhaps it was a hallucination, but Fang Ziye actually saw Jin Hongzhou and Brother Li Nuo enter the clinic one after the other.

Li Nuo then opened his arms and said, "Ziye, I've missed you so much!"

As Li Nuo's figure gradually approached, Fang Ziye snapped out of his daze, stood up, and nodded to the two men: "Master Nuo, Brother Zhou."

Li Nuo approached and gently hugged Fang Ziye before pushing Fang Ziye's shoulders apart with both hands, keeping them about an arm's length apart.

"Ziye, please take care of me in the future. Jin Hongzhou and I are now your underlings." Li Nuo grinned, showing his teeth.

Fang Ziye was quite certain that Li Nuo looked much more haggard than a year ago, and he figured that Li Nuo's time in the spinal surgery department must not have been easy.

Graying temples, puffy eyes, and dark circles!

At first glance, his smile seemed genuinely happy, but upon closer inspection, it actually concealed unspeakable sorrow: "Master Nuo, your words are harsh and even hurtful."

Jin Hongzhou, wearing a short-sleeved shirt, walked over and sat down in the patient chair opposite Fang Ziye. His expression was calm, no longer showing his previous high spirits.

He smiled and showed his teeth, saying, "Ziye, what Master Nuo just said wasn't just polite talk, nor was it meant to be malicious."

"Nuoye and I were just taken to the dean's office for a meeting. Also with us were Director Du, Director Deng, Director Han, Director Ni from the hand surgery department, and some other senior surgeons..."

"The main reason why Nuoye and I were able to squeeze in was that we talked about my work arrangements."

"Then we talked about you, Ziye. Guess what Dean Wang said?"

Fang Ziye sat down with Li Nuo first. Fang Ziye pursed his lips and said helplessly, "Brother Zhou, if you keep me in suspense like this, how can I possibly guess what you're going to say?"

Li Nuo stroked his short beard and pulled Fang Ziye's neck, saying, "Dean Wang explicitly rejected the requests from Director Du and Director Deng to allow Director Deng to continue working in the Department of Trauma Surgery at the meeting!"

"Dean Wang said that the orthopedics department no longer needs to take care of you. From now on, he will take care of all your affairs, Fang Ziye. In other words, you can communicate directly with and be responsible for Fang Ziye."

“I gave you a chance, but you didn’t seize it, so don’t blame me for intervening,” Li Nuo emphasized.

"These are Dean Wang's exact words."

Jin Hongzhou nodded in agreement: "Ziye, you've already become a favorite of the dean."

Fang Ziye was slightly taken aback upon hearing this: "What did my master say?"

"Not saying anything is considered an admission of this matter."

"We didn't have enough authority to discuss the issues that followed. After we finished talking about those, they kicked us out."

Li Nuo immediately grinned again: "We thought Ziye was our best brother, and he's about to rise to prominence, so we wanted to grab his coattails before he took that final step."

After Li Nuo finished speaking, he actually touched Fang Ziye's thigh.

Fang Ziye didn't dodge the question: "This might just be something Dean Wang said."

Then she turned to Jin Hongzhou and said, "Brother Zhou, what have you been up to lately? I haven't seen you in ages."

"Ziye, you're doing so well now, you still remember me?" Jin Hongzhou was a little flattered.

“Brother Zhou, of course! Without your generosity back then, I, Fang Ziye, wouldn’t be where I am today. I’ve always regarded you as my elder brother.” Fang Ziye placed his elbows flat on the table.

Jin Hongzhou turned his head and said, "Brother Nuo, what did I tell you? Ziye is not only a genius, but also a shrewd person."

"You don't know, do you? After the COA two years ago, Ziye actually thought of asking a bunch of junior brothers and sisters to chip in money to treat me to drinks."

Li Nuo nodded upon hearing this and said, "He is flexible and adaptable, able to stand tall and bow his head as needed. Ziye is definitely an extraordinary talent."

"Oh, right, Ziye, the two of us will be taking over your place from now on. If you have anything to say, we're all ears."

Fang Ziye said, "There's not much more. You can ask Brother Wang Yuanqi. He's been here before. I consulted him before I came here."

"I haven't been here long, and if I had to say one thing, it would be that it's best to draw a clear line between myself and the surgical clinic next door."

During the month Fang Ziye left the emergency department, Xie Jinyuan's decision to separate the emergency surgery clinic from the emergency department effectively protected Wang Yuanqi.

No diamonds, no porcelain work.

It's best for Li Nuo and Jin Hongzhou to stay out of things related to other specialties, otherwise they might run into problems.

"That's for sure. Our trauma center is a trauma center, and the surgical clinic next door is a surgical clinic."

"Ziye, you're still getting involved with them?" Li Nuo asked, somewhat surprised.

Most clinicians would rather not be bothered by trouble and will keep in mind the boundaries of their specialty, never crossing the line.

Honestly adhere to the principle of showing only three-tenths of your skills to make a living, and keeping seven-tenths of your skills hidden to protect yourself.

"No, not really. When I first became the chief resident, I ended up treating a few patients from other specialties by chance, so we have some connections..." Fang Ziye could only modestly explain.

If one were to state that they were in the emergency room, it would reduce the mortality rate of emergency room patients to some extent.

After saying this, how are Li Nuo and Jin Hongzhou supposed to conduct themselves when they are on duty in the trauma center clinic?
At the same age, Fang Ziye stood out among his peers, but how much worse were Jin Hongzhou and Li Nuo compared to their peers? Just within the acceptable range.

It's not easy to be a genius with relatively good abilities!
……

"Who are these two gentlemen?" After Nie Mingxian entered, Li Nuo and Jin Hongzhou said goodbye and left. The three met at the door and nodded to each other, but did not recognize each other.

Before Nie Mingxian arrived, both of them had left the trauma surgery department, so it was normal for Nie Mingxian not to recognize them.

Fang Ziye stretched out his hand and said, "Dr. Li Nuo and Brother Jin Hongzhou used to be in our trauma surgery department, but they temporarily left the department due to some minor issues."

"Considering the shortage of staff at the trauma center, the hospital will have Professor Xie and his team hold consultations there next month."

"The milk tea that Master Nuo treated us to was the popular online milk tea, BaWang ChaJi..."

"Oh, I've seen it. Let me wash my hands." Nie Mingxian walked towards the sink, then turned back and said:
"Ziye, is the hospital targeting you? When you came to the trauma center, you worked incredibly hard, but as soon as you left, the number of staff on duty at the trauma center suddenly exploded."

"Then I have no idea!" Fang Ziye ignored Nie Mingxian's sarcastic remark.

Nie Mingxian stopped teasing Fang Ziye, took a sip of her milk tea, turned around and was about to sit down when she straightened up again in a horse stance, then sipped her straw and walked out of the consultation room.

When they were almost at the door, they sensibly called out, "Teacher Liu, I'm going to the restroom."

“You don’t have to leave,” Liu Huanglong said.

"Then I'd better leave." Nie Mingxian had no interest in Fang Ziye's gossip. For some reason, the orthopedics department was currently in a state of disarray.

We don't even know which deity is causing trouble. Why is Nie Mingxian, an outsider, getting involved in so many things?
Nie Mingxian racked his brains but could never have imagined that the culprit behind all this was Fang Ziye. The apparent cause of this incident was simply that Professor Liu Qiao was about to join the department, and Fang Ziye was innocently implicated and served a few more months as chief resident.

"Teacher Liu, shall I offer you a seat?" Fang Ziye watched Liu Huanglong slowly approach, and only when he had walked about halfway did he smile and think of his first words of greeting.

As she spoke, she pushed the milk tea into the corner.

Li Nuo didn't know Liu Huanglong was coming when he ordered takeout, so he definitely didn't order for Professor Liu.

"No need, no need. I came mainly to convey the hospital's opinion and to congratulate our Associate Researcher Fang."

"A 28-year-old associate researcher, and not even a full-time graduate. Your resume is truly outstanding." Liu Huanglong's movements as he pulled out the chair became more pronounced.

Back then, Liu Huanglong worked himself to the bone to study his major and do scientific research, but he was only promoted to associate researcher at the age of thirty. Fang Ziye, on the other hand...
However, Fang Ziye doesn't seem to be having an easy time either.

"I haven't even submitted the application form yet?" Fang Ziye said with a slight smirk.

I graduated with my doctorate a few months ago and took the intermediate attending physician exam at the end of May. Now I'm directly a research fellow?
"This has nothing to do with whether you submit the form or not!"

"Your promotion authority was directly stripped from the Department of Surgery by the Dean's Office and handed over to the Medical Affairs Department and the Dean's Assistant, which was also personally overseen by Dean Huang."

"The current agreement we've reached with you is to increase your research funding by one million yuan each year and raise your performance index by 0.2. Your current performance index is already on par with your mentor's. Be careful, your mentor has a rather strange temper; he might kick you a couple of times."

Liu Huanglong only said two sentences, and Fang Ziye's mouth formed a small "ah" shape.

My performance coefficient only increased by 0.5 this month because I was 'assigned', and now it has increased by another 0.2!

Is this even fair? I haven't been promoted to attending physician yet, and my basic performance coefficient is 0.8, but it will be 1 once I become an attending physician. However, Fang Ziye directly enjoys the benefits of an attending physician, so it doesn't matter whether it's increased or not.

Even 0.8 + 0.7 equals 1.5. For a typical attending physician, a performance coefficient of 1.5 is the highest they can achieve.

For example, Yuan Weihong's basic performance coefficient was 1. He received a bonus of 0.7 for Outstanding Young Scientist and 0.1 for first place in the Young Physician Competition, which has now increased to 1.8.
Why wasn't Fang Ziye awarded the prize for first place in the competition?
They already gave you 0.5, and you still want 0.1 more? Are you kidding me?

The performance coefficient is directly involved in the performance distribution within the department. All the performance coefficients are added together and then distributed proportionally.

Every extra 0.1 translates to over a thousand dollars, or even close to two thousand.

Fang Ziye shook his head, not saying anything more.

Given his clinical contributions, receiving this amount of money is perfectly justified. Many people receive this much money, but very few actually do as much work as he does.

If others can take it, Fang Ziye won't be polite either.

A monthly salary of 2.5+ RMB? Am I not worthy of it? With so many national-level skills, anyone who goes to Shanghai would earn at least 3 RMB.

"Second, the appointment will be made when the chief physician's results are available. We will try to specially appoint and examine associate chief physicians within two years."

"Third, starting this September, I will be officially appointed as a lecturer in surgical physiology at the Clinical College of the Medical School, responsible for teaching large lectures to undergraduate students. I will also apply for a special position as a master's degree supervisor, and will begin selecting students next year."

Fang Ziye watched Liu Huanglong rattle off a string of words and was about to say something when he was interrupted: "You don't need to explain anything. Your funding is more than enough to supervise several master's students. As for the National Natural Science Foundation of China's Youth Fund, although you haven't received it, you've already been directly nominated for a provincial-level fund."

"Planted."

Fang Ziye's lips twitched slightly again.

The word "plant" here is a bit too much, isn't it?

However, since all the benefits were with him, Fang Ziye, not only enjoying the good fortune but also pretending to be innocent, continued to listen attentively to the lecture.

"Fourth, I'll give you the authority to appoint personnel every four years, a right reserved for professors, and specifically senior professors."

"Personnel designation, in principle, cannot be assigned to a position within your department, and you cannot break this principle. However, for example, positions in the Youth League Committee or the administration can be arranged for your family members."

"To give a simpler example, if Tingzhu is hired in the anesthesiology department but wants to transfer to administration or breast cancer, you can ask for whatever you want. It happens every four years."

"Fifth, we will grant you the privilege of being a research group leader in advance. You can have two research assistants. The funding for these assistants can come from the hospital's research start-up funds or research grants. In principle, you absolutely cannot touch the research grants obtained from the university, city, or provincial levels. Otherwise, the hospital cannot protect you."

"Research assistants are on contract and not part of the official staff, so please use them with caution. You can post recruitment information directly through the hospital's personnel department."

"Damn it!"

"Dean Wang has truly awakened this time; there must be a master guiding him behind the scenes," Liu Huanglong muttered to himself.

When Fang Ziye saw Liu Huanglong's vulnerable expression, his eyes darted around and he asked, "Professor Liu, is your research project at Peking Union Medical College Hospital managed by a research assistant?"

"Ziye, is this something you should be asking about?" Liu Huanglong immediately put on airs.

Well, this kind of thing is a bit high-level, and it's indeed inconvenient for Fang Ziye to inquire about. For example, Liu Huanglong doesn't inquire about the research details of Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong, etc.

"Thank you, Teacher Liu, for conveying so much good news. I have to be on duty for the whole class tonight. Wait." Fang Ziye's words were interrupted again.

Liu Huanglong said, "First, I am not a messenger eunuch. Second, I am your superior. Third, it is not your place to host a dinner party."

"Although your teacher Liu doesn't have much money, it should be enough to treat you to a meal."

Fourth, I haven't finished saying what I have to say yet.

"You interrupted me. What number was I in the story?" Liu Huanglong scratched his cheek and immediately shook his head.

"The order doesn't matter anymore. The last point is that it can only be passed down by word of mouth and cannot be told to outsiders."

"Dean Wang has made it clear that he will directly put you on the promotion path of the Yangtze River Scholars Program and the Outstanding Young Scientists Program."

"To put it bluntly, it's about having a chance to reach that level," Liu Huanglong said.

After saying that, while Fang Ziye was still dumbfounded, Liu Huanglong burst out cursing: "Damn it, don't let me find out who leaked this information. Damn it."

Fang Ziye was taken aback when he saw Liu Huanglong break down again: "Teacher Liu, why are you so agitated?"

"What leak?"

"You don't need to worry about it, it has nothing to do with you," Liu Huanglong said, keeping everyone in suspense.

"Now tell me your own experience and feelings? How is it?" Liu Huanglong even cooperated by making a microphone gesture with his hand.

Although Liu Huanglong is a professor, don't forget his age. He's only one year older than Yuan Weihong, a 38-year-old middle-aged man. What's wrong with him being a little mischievous now and then?
"Scientific research cannot be achieved overnight, but all the things you have done, all the hard work, and all the sweat you have shed will one day give back to your future in a tremendous way," Fang Ziye said earnestly.

Has Fang Ziye published many articles? Quite a lot, but which of these articles actually brought about a significant improvement in Fang Ziye's writing quality?
not at all.

It's not because it's useless, nor because outsiders can't see it, but because you haven't accumulated enough experience and the opportunity hasn't arrived.

Scientific research is similar to basic research in scientific development; if you don't run past it, you'll never climb up.

But just because you've made a breakthrough doesn't mean you'll be able to take off immediately.

If Fang Ziye hadn't accumulated a certain amount of writing experience, he wouldn't have caught the attention of Dean Wang, much less received such preferential treatment from the hospital.

Previously, Fang Ziye had only heard Yuan Weihong say that he would later learn the benefits of publishing articles, and that he would become addicted to it.

At that time, Fang Ziye could only understand the meaning but not comprehend it; now, Fang Ziye has finally come to understand it.

If you don't have it, don't think about taking shortcuts; but if you do have it, then you can go all the way.

"That description is alright, isn't it?"

Liu Huanglong glanced at the doorway to make sure no one was there before continuing, "Ziye, the matter at Zhongnan Hospital has absolutely nothing to do with me."

"The personnel changes in trauma surgery and hand surgery have nothing to do with me."

"I didn't come here to reap the benefits. I didn't do anything. I was just working diligently and earnestly with you on the project. I never had any ulterior motives."

"Therefore, I hope there won't be too many misunderstandings between us."

Fang Ziye stared in disbelief as Liu Huanglong pulled up his pants to wash the mud off. After a moment of stunned silence, he forced back his laughter and calmly said, "Yes, Teacher Liu, I know."

Well, that explains why no one has been able to find me, not even the people from that company.

It turns out that Liu Huanglong was innocently hit by the javelin, which was placed at the very front of him, and his chest and abdomen were riddled with thorns!
Very understandable.

Liu Huanglong used to be a hand surgeon at Zhongnan Hospital, and later became a hand surgeon with a doctorate at Peking Union Medical College Hospital...

Liu Huanglong has been here for three months, and the two professors in hand surgery have been removed from their positions.

Think about it, think about it carefully...

Well, Liu Huanglong also has an academician-level father-in-law. If you leave a loophole for Liu Huanglong in the hand surgery department, won't Liu Huanglong poke you in the head with a stick through that loophole?
Does Liu Huanglong have any reason to retaliate?
That's amazing!

In that situation, Liu Huanglong almost ruined his future. "Master, you promised me everything, I even crossed the special line. I'm the talent you trained, and you betrayed me at the last moment."

“Really!~” Liu Huanglong squinted at Fang Ziye, then his eyes changed from being larger on the left and smaller on the right to being the same size, and then back to being smaller on the left and larger on the right.

“I know Teacher Liu.” Fang Ziye nodded.

“I’m telling the truth.” Liu Huanglong clenched his fists.

Fang Ziye nodded and said, "I really understand, Teacher Liu. So, how should I reply?"

"Can I say I don't believe it?" Fang Ziye wanted to end the topic as soon as possible.

The reason why the department and the hospital could be so calm and decisive in this matter was because of Liu Huanglong.

Fang Ziye could not help but realize once again just how powerful Liu Huanglong was.

Liu Huanglong patted his chest again and said, "Then why don't you thank me?"

Liu Huanglong pointed at Fang Ziye, then at his own heart.

Fang Ziye's eyes darted around, and he suddenly realized another problem, one that was in his blind spot.

That is, Liu Huanglong came to cause damage.

After arriving, I've always stuck with other people.

You say Liu Huanglong shouldn't take responsibility? He caused trouble, and the trauma surgery and hand surgery departments were almost "removed" by him. Then you should just stay as the ward director.

You're here for Fang Ziye, right? That's perfect. We also value Fang Ziye. Let the two of you work together. Do whatever you want.

Therefore, Professor Liu Huanglong's presence outside is partly the reason why I am able to enjoy so many special treatments.

"Thank you for your guidance, Teacher Liu!" After understanding the situation, Fang Ziye bowed respectfully to express his gratitude.

After saying this, Liu Huanglong sighed and left.

As he left, he glanced back at Fang Ziye, shook his head, and went out.

In Liu Huanglong's view, Fang Ziye reaped all the benefits of taking the blame this time, while he himself only got a piece of candy that was dispensable, but ended up with a pile of shit.

The ward director is nothing; what I need is the administrative director of the trauma surgery department here.
Moreover, now that things have turned out this way, I'll have no choice but to stick with Fang Ziye from now on!

After Dean Wang Xinghuan made such a fuss, Fang Ziye was the only one who benefited in the end. To outsiders, this just shows that Fang Ziye is Liu Huanglong's confidant.

I raise the child, but you take the blame...

……

When Nie Mingxian came in again, he saw Fang Ziye grinning foolishly inside. Nie Mingxian took out a bottle of drink from the plastic bag in his hand and gave it to Fang Ziye: "It's so hot outside!"

Fang Ziye raised his eyelids, glanced at Nie Mingxian, took the large bottle of oolong tea he had bought, and nodded.

"I wish I hadn't gone out. I was drenched in sweat just from going out to buy a drink. The emergency room is so much more comfortable; no electricity bills and it's cool."

Nie Mingxian noticed Fang Ziye's lips twitching again, and Nie Mingxian subconsciously wanted to buy a fishing rod and cast a line: "What good thing is going on here?"

"There is a little good news, but only a little."

"I got a raise." Fang Ziye picked out the most important, yet least important, thing to say.

A raise is always something to be happy about, no matter where you look.

"That's something to celebrate. How about we go out for a meal and some beer after you finish your shift tonight?" Nie Mingxian asked.

Fang Ziye looked at Nie Mingxian carefully, then rummaged through his pockets. Inside a huge bag were only two large bottles of "oolong tea".
"Brother Xian, are you going to make this official?"

"You've got some charm, you won her over in less than a month," Fang Ziye said with a smile.

The other items in the big bag must have been sent to the next room. Even if Liu Guo didn't go to work, with Nie Mingxian's intelligence, as long as he put his mind to it, he would know which cabinet belonged to Liu Guo.

"What do you mean by 'win them over'? It just means becoming friends. I still haven't figured out what to do."

"I will definitely go back to Kyoto. I can't date without finishing my studies first. I can get married first, but I still have to finish my studies after I get married."

"It's quite worrying."

"Oh no!" Nie Mingxian waved his hand to distract Fang Ziye's gaze: "Don't try to trick me, our relationship isn't even close to starting yet."

“He was a little bothered that I had an ex-girlfriend, and he was also concerned that my previous relationship had lasted a long time. He was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to move on and would treat her as a substitute.”

Fang Ziye flipped his hands: "Brother Xian, if you need help, you can ask Brother Qi for assistance. He has more experience."

Upon hearing this, Nie Mingxian said, "Don't mention your brother Qi. He's gotten himself into a lot of trouble this time. He tried to be clever but ended up hurting himself, and the horse is still awake."

"If that kick lands, even if he's not crippled, he'll be out of commission for a while."

"Wasn't he trying to trap you before? That's why he thought of sending good stuff to us. So, the appearance of that thing at Zhongnan Hospital was partly due to his suggestion."

“The entire project has been halted now, and I’m still asking him for advice?” Nie Mingxian said.

Fang Ziye: "..."

Well, this old ledger has been thoroughly examined.

It seems that Enshi Sanatorium attaches great importance to the topic of functional reconstruction and treatment of traumatic injuries.

It makes sense, as there are far too many people in China who are hemiplegic or have impaired physical function. If we don't say it's in the hundreds of millions, at least fifty million people have physical functions that are weaker than their peers.

Because of the lack of these functions, they may be unable to pursue their dreams, be confined by paralysis, or face various other problems...

For wealthy and powerful people, they are not afraid of the cost of a surgery or treatment; they are afraid of not being able to find a suitable treatment.

Now that we've suddenly found out about this thing and even set a precedent, why wouldn't we try to get our hands on it?

Do I have to go there myself?

Those who have been entrenched in their mindset for so long probably won't be thinking of coming to Fang Ziye, but rather that Fang Ziye should come to them and then serve them!
"Then let it be."

"Brother Xian, I certainly can't give you any suitable advice," Fang Ziye said.

"Yeah, I was actually just struggling with my own feelings."

“Choices based on advice and impulsive decisions are not love.” Nie Mingxian gestured for Fang Ziye to sit down.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye said, "Brother Xian, but a well-thought-out choice, a cautious exploration of the path, and a comprehensive assessment of a person are not love; at most, they are just compatibility."

Fang Ziye's feelings for Luo Tingzhu stemmed from their time together. He didn't ask about her family background or anything else; he just liked that she was pretty.

They chased after him to Shanghai.

Nie Mingxian hesitated and said, "Didn't you say you didn't understand?"

I am eager to try.

"I've been single since birth for so many years, and I'm not very good at dating myself. You can believe it if you want, Brother Xian." Fang Ziye not only provided warmth but also transformed into a summer resort, telling Nie Mingxian not to be too impulsive.

He was still thinking about Liu Huanglong's large summer resort.

I can finally start working on my clinical research and earning knowledge points...

(End of this chapter)