top student at medical school

Chapter 448 Aggressive
"Why are you deleting friends?" Fang Ziye, holding two small pudding ice creams, walked from the living room to the bedside and found Luo Tingzhu deleting friends.

After deleting the fifth one, Luo Tingzhu reached out to take the ice cream. As she opened the packaging, she said, "When they add friends, the reasons they give are either to discuss academics or to discuss studying."

"These are fine, but if they ask about personal matters, I usually delete them." Luo Tingzhu replied, just as she stuffed the little pudding into her mouth.

After taking out her phone with one hand again, she took out the ice cream she was holding in her mouth, tilted her head, and asked in a soft voice, "Senior, are you coming up again?"

Luo Tingzhu's eyes held a mixture of anticipation and fear. Fang Ziye also noticed her effort as she struggled to open her outer garment.

Fang Ziye didn't know if Luo Tingzhu had any hidden meaning, but her words explained the source of her connections very well.

For a girl from a very ordinary family to meet more people, you need to have some resources.

Beauty is also a kind of capital; otherwise, why would others become your friends, and why would you have such a wide range of information sources?
Before she met Fang Ziye, she used this method to expand her network of contacts, and after meeting Fang Ziye, Luo Tingzhu continued to do so.

Luo Tingzhu had never explained things in such detail before.

Fang Ziye saw through it but didn't say anything, and asked, "You want me to come up?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingzhu immediately moved in another direction, looked down, and then looked at Fang Ziye, saying, "I didn't know if you were coming or not?"

"If the ice cream falls on the blanket, sit over there and eat it. I'll go buy some groceries first. I'll take a nap when I get back," Fang Ziye said, shaking his head.

"Okay, sure." After saying that, Luo Tingzhu raised both legs at the same time, then turned ninety degrees and slowly moved to sit sideways on the bed, looking like a silly person who didn't know how to behave.

Fang Ziye thought about it seriously for a moment, but didn't delve too deeply into whether he should go out to buy groceries now.

Originally, she was planning to go out for a meal and a stroll, but perhaps the beating she endured last night, coupled with forcing herself to go to work this morning, had left Luo Tingzhu utterly exhausted.

After Fang Ziye bought pork ribs, tripe, green beans, soybeans, broccoli, and romaine lettuce from the market and opened the door, he found that Luo Tingzhu was sitting in the study, quietly "typing" on the computer.

Fang Ziye didn't even put the vegetables in the refrigerator first, and walked straight in: "Still writing your thesis? Why don't you take a break?"

"I want to sleep later." Luo Tingzhu turned her head, then typed two more words before habitually reaching for her shoes.

Her pale white toes quickly slipped into her pink sandals. This was a habit of Luo Tingzhu's; whenever she wore sandals at home, no matter where she sat or where no one was around, her toes would restlessly emerge from her shoes.

But she can control herself when she's in front of others.

Luo Tingzhu was wearing a one-piece 'little outfit' that didn't require buttons, so Fang Ziye didn't have a chance to feast his eyes on her.

Fang Ziye placed the greens and green beans outside the refrigerator by the kitchen sink, then threw the tripe and ribs into the refrigerator. After quickly washing his hands, he simply walked past Luo Tingzhu and lay down beside him.

After putting his head on the pillow, he exclaimed, "Taking a nap feels so good. I can't even remember the last time I took a nap."

Luo Tingzhu tilted her head and put her phone down, thinking of comforting her "senior brother," but she felt a pair of groping hands under her armpits.

"Eh…"

These hands are very strong; Luo Tingzhu's fluctuating weight of 108 or 109 pounds is simply not enough for him to 'make trouble'.

Luo Tingzhu was forcibly pulled into Fang Ziye's arms, and she didn't dare to struggle too much.

Actually, there was someone sleeping next to her before, but after a few months there was no one. When Fang Ziye came back, she went from being used to it to not being used to it, and then she had to slowly get used to it again, which made her feel a sense of unfamiliarity.

Since she couldn't resist, Luo Tingzhu simply found a more comfortable position, and Fang Ziye's deltoids and biceps were obviously a very comfortable pillow.

However, just as Luo Tingzhu found a spot, she heard a soft snoring sound next to her ear.

Luo Tingzhu felt a pang of heartache, but also a little amused. At this moment, she really wished Fang Ziye would talk to her a little longer. Anything would do, even watching a movie would be fine.

Fang Ziye just fell asleep like that. No matter how intellectual Luo Tingzhu was, she couldn't help but think deep down that she was just a "sexual release tool".

Of course, she was aware of how tired Fang Ziye was.

Fang Ziye was more tired than Luo Tingzhu.

This kind of heartache stems from intelligence and emotional control, rather than instinct. So at this moment, Luo Tingzhu also silently examined herself.

Then, Luo Tingzhu, who was not yet sleepy, began to look at Fang Ziye.

After observing for twenty minutes, Luo Tingzhu came up with three points.

First, he must be moderately handsome, not the kind of guy who would look like Daniel Wu in a crowd.

Secondly, they are incredibly hardworking, even more so than Luo Tingzhu herself. This makes them one of the most hardworking people Luo Tingzhu has encountered in all her years of experience.

Perhaps Luo Tingzhu was just unlucky; the 'strugglers' he encountered before were either ulterior motives or just putting on an act.

Upon closer inspection, one can sense from the details that their efforts are all fake, merely a method and a tool.

And what exactly are Fang Ziye's efforts?
Open more in the laboratory.

Such efforts, on the one hand, overturned Luo Tingzhu's perception, and on the other hand, seeing Fang Ziye as a diligent bee directly aroused Luo Tingzhu's curiosity.

Moreover, for a long period of time, Fang Ziye did not have any other conversations with her, and he even made it clear that—

My mentor's research funding isn't very much, and my fellow students might not have enough to use, so I need to make good use of this funding.

However, you can use some testing reagents.

At that time, Fang Ziye had no eyes for women, only for his business partners and senior colleagues.

As everyone knows, once we label you as a senior or junior sister, we're practically best buddies, with little regard for gender...

When Luo Tingzhu learned that her half-brother had given up his original major and earned dual doctorates in mathematics and computer science to become a resident physician at Zhongnan Hospital, she was both very soft-hearted and very bold in taking a step back and a step forward.

Taking a step back, I want to find out if the little brat who hurt me back then has really changed his ways; taking a step forward, I want to actively get closer to him.

Since leaving her hometown, Luo Tingzhu had not experienced that kind of unguarded affection for far too long.

What is affection without any defenses?
There is only one thing: family ties.

Except for exceptional cases.

Ordinary family affection is a haven where you can be without any worries, a safe haven you can retreat to at any time.

After her grandmother passed away, Luo Tingzhu felt like she was floating.

The third point is excellent enough.

Actually, this wasn't really relevant to Luo Tingzhu. When she met Fang Ziye, he was just a promising talent; he didn't have much experience or background back then.

I don't have many SCI publications, and my clinical skills are just so-so, only slightly better than mine.

Before going abroad last year, Fang Ziye hadn't even finished his research project, and he hadn't even been to Enshi...

Luo Tingzhu even thought that if she had met Fang Ziye now, she probably wouldn't have dared to approach him, because she was afraid she would never be able to understand him, so she would have avoided him.

But Fang Ziye was just right at that time.

Fang Ziye's progress is too fast, and now Luo Tingzhu only feels a slight surprise.

Lost in thought, Luo Tingzhu felt sleepy. She moved her right ear, carefully smoothed her hair, and then found a comfortable spot to close her eyes.

Then, she cautiously reached forward with her left hand, overcoming the unfamiliarity, and directly placed it under Fang Ziye's other armpit. After feeling a large, comforting embrace, she finally felt at ease and fell asleep.

Girls need a sense of security, and Luo Tingzhu was no exception...

When Fang Ziye woke up, the tingling sensation in his left arm jolted his cerebral cortex, and waves of numbness mixed with pricking sensations rippled through his left hand. This caused Fang Ziye to involuntarily grimac.

Turning her head, she saw Luo Tingzhu clinging to her like an octopus, not only with her left hand gripping her tightly, but also with her legs stretched out.

The quadriceps are stronger than the biceps and biceps brachii, so there was no numbness in my legs.

After Fang Ziye clenched his left hand into a fist twice, the stinging sensation actually intensified.

Fang Ziye shifted his body to the left and moved his arm slightly.

But in that instant, Luo Tingzhu opened her eyes and gave Fang Ziye a pair of bright, tadpole-like eyes at close range.

Her long eyelashes fluttered up and down in front of her eyes like brushes. After blinking twice, Luo Tingzhu tilted her head to let Fang Ziye take her arm out.

Of course, Fang Ziye didn't move it far away; he simply moved it a short distance above and to the side of Luo Tingzhu's head so that Luo Tingzhu could rest her head on the pillow.

Luo Tingzhu turned to grab her phone, tapped the screen, and exclaimed softly, "It's already past 5:40!"

"I don't know either, but it's alright at this time."

"Why don't you rest a little longer, and I'll go cook?" Fang Ziye suggested.

Luo Tingzhu shook her head decisively: "Then I'll go, you wash the vegetables..."

Luo Tingzhu prefers her own cooking skills. Fang Ziye's cooking can only be described as passable and edible, but Luo Tingzhu has genuinely learned cooking skills from her grandmother.

……

Men and women are matched, so work is not tiring.

At exactly seven o'clock, the two of them had prepared four dishes.

After Luo Tingzhu took off her apron, washed her hands, and sat down opposite Fang Ziye, she took out a tissue and wiped her hands, saying, "Senior brother, I have some good news to tell you."

"Hmm? What are you going to say?" Fang Ziye thought Luo Tingzhu was going to talk about separation anesthesia.

"Lan Tianluo found a new miRNA through gene sequencing analysis, and it seems that this miRNA is unique to osteosarcoma."

"We have not found it in chondrosarcoma or giant cell tumor of bone."

"We haven't had many basic research outputs in the past year; we've been doing this," Luo Tingzhu said in a very delicate voice.

Fang Ziye was taken aback upon hearing this, and put down the chopsticks he had just picked up. His voice trembled slightly: "You found a new miRNA? Did you find it in other tumor cells of the bone tumor?"

What does this mean? It means that if this substance is not found in tumors of other tissues, then it is a specific marker for osteosarcoma.

How good it would be if specific biomarkers could be developed into test kits to detect advanced osteosarcoma.

Even if it is found in other tissues, when treating patients with bone tumors, it can be specifically diagnosed as osteosarcoma without having to consider other possibilities.

Of course, the significance of ultra-early diagnosis is actually greater than that of differential diagnosis of bone tumors.

"Yes, senior brother, but we are still exploring it."

"This one miRNA alone is enough to keep our team's basic research going for a very long time. This includes, but is not limited to, the development of kits and basic experimental reagents related to this miRNA," Luo Tingzhu said with a smile, her eyes narrowed.

Seeing Fang Ziye so happy, Luo Tingzhu was actually quite happy too.

She never tried to get involved in Fang Ziye's research projects to enhance her own reputation, actually so that the two of them could get along better.

If couples have overlapping interests, disagreements can easily arise.

"Why didn't you say so sooner?" Fang Ziye asked.

Luo Tingzhu and others discovered this new thing but didn't say anything sooner. Didn't they know that Fang Ziye's advanced basic cell experiments are now gathering dust in a corner?

Actually, it would have been better to just say it, why bother with any surprises?
This will save a lot of time.

"Senior, since you're the chief resident, I won't bother you any longer."

"You already have very little free time."

"This is Lan Tianluo's intention." Luo Tingzhu is now speaking Lan Tianluo's name normally, instead of using "he" as a substitute.

After saying that, Luo Tingzhu started eating.

Fang Ziye also started eating.

During the meal, the two did not chat much about the new miRNA.

However, after finishing their meal and washing the dishes, the two of them went to the study and sat side by side.

Fang Ziye glanced at the preliminary data collected by Luo Tingzhu and then said, "So far, this miRNA has only been discovered in cell sap extracts, and it has not been named or subjected to any subsequent experiments, right?"

Luo Tingzhu nodded: "Yes, senior brother. After this thing is inferred in the sequencing, it is very troublesome to find it in the cell lysate because there is no marker or purification material."

"We discussed it privately for a long time before we finally found some clues, but we didn't purify it. We just found this unnamed miRNA in the miRNA."

"We plan to name it MiRNA605 because it was discovered on this day. Of course, it can be called by other names as well."

That's how basic scientific research is; there are too many uncertainties. Even if you find something, you still need many methods to find it and to understand the pathway very precisely.

"June 5th. Hmm, that's good."

"So the next step we need to do is to purify this miRNA."

"Now that we've discovered it in gene sequencing, we should know the sequence and composition of miRNAs, and we can try to design mRNAs that bind to it..."

"If we can complete the simple purification, we still need to screen the upstream and downstream regulatory pathways of such miRNAs in tumor cells..."

"No matter what, we must try our best to prove or disprove it."

"The next step is to discover in animal experiments whether it can enter the bloodstream, or whether a downstream protein it regulates can enter the bloodstream, and then work backwards from there..."

"For the next five years, our research group will not be afraid of running out of work."

Luo Tingzhu watched Fang Ziye analyze the situation seriously and said with a pursed mouth, "Senior brother, Lan Tianluo means that he hopes you can use this to apply for an Outstanding Young Scientists Fund project."

"Nowadays, it is difficult to apply for the Excellent Young Scientists Fund, but it is also relatively easy. As long as you have a novel topic, there is no special age limit."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye frowned deeply: "Lan Tianluo took this thing himself."

"Yes, it would be a waste to treat this as a municipal or provincial research project; it might even be registered by someone else first."

“But a more optimal use would be to have my mentor, Deng Yong, take it to the National Outstanding Young Scientists Dissertation Defense,” Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu then analyzed, "But, senior brother, you should note that Lan Tianluo is not Teacher Deng Yong's student, right?"

"You and I are, but he isn't."

“Professor Yuan Weihong already received the Excellent Young Scientists Fund last year, so he definitely can’t apply for the Outstanding Young Scientists Fund for the time being.” Luo Tingzhu, who is also Deng Yong’s student, made this analysis.

This may be Lan Tianluo's true feelings.

When Lan Tianlu was pursuing his doctorate, he did not need to stay with Deng Yong. Yuan Weihong is already a doctoral supervisor this year.

However, Yuan Weihong did not take on any students this year.

Jie Han can directly pursue a PhD through the Congyan Program in the second half of this year, while Lan Tianluo needs to complete three years of residency training to graduate.

Otherwise, with Lan Tianluo's current technical skills, he could directly enter the training room to pursue a doctorate, and no one could stop him.

Now, even Lan Tianluo can barely handle some serious injuries in the department.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye did not act arrogantly, but simply said, "I will return it to Tianluo."

Fang Ziye also had some ideas about the research topic, but in terms of novelty, they were definitely not as good as Lan Tianluo's.

The magnitude may be similar, but its actual clinical significance is not as great as that of a miRNA unique to osteosarcoma.

Luo Tingzhu lowered her head and said, "Actually, you've already given it to Tianluo."

“His parents originally disagreed with him studying medicine, but they secretly came and saw that Tianluo was doing very well and was very happy here. They were even more amazed that he could perform some surgeries after only a few years in the profession.”

"So he didn't refute it anymore, and these..."

"One yard owned by a yard."

"This is really good stuff." Fang Ziye stared intently at the screen for a while, then looked at Luo Tingzhu.

He hugged it and took a big bite.

Luo Tingzhu was initially coy and shy, but when she sensed that Fang Ziye's hand movements were inappropriate, she shrank back in alarm and cried out, "Not today, it still hurts!"

Fang Ziye said, "Don't overthink it, it's just a hug."

If an outsider witnessed this scene, they might wonder: Would a top student kiss? Would a top student feel shy?
In fact, setting aside the guise of studying, any man and woman alone in a room is prone to igniting passion...

……

Ten p.m.

While Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu were watching the drama, Fang Ziye's phone ringing disturbed their four attentive ears.

Fang Ziye turned to the side, picked up his phone, and saw, "It's Liu Haihua, I'll answer it."

"Haihua..."

Fang Ziye had only uttered two words when Liu Haihua launched into a long string of words.

"Okay, I'll be right there." Fang Ziye said, and stood up.

Luo Tingzhu looked at Fang Ziye with suspicion. Fang Ziye no longer needed to have emergency surgery or participate in emergency consultations, so why did he still need to go to the hospital?

"The patients who were scheduled for hospitalization had their admission dates canceled, and now some people are causing trouble. Neither the on-duty nurse nor Liu Haihua can control them. I heard that he even reported the head nurse."

"I need to go and handle this; after all, I'm the chief resident," Fang Ziye said.

"Be back in a moment."

Luo Tingzhu nodded upon hearing this, then glanced at the time: "Still causing a scene in the ward at ten o'clock? What does this patient want?"

"I don't know," Fang Ziye said with a wry smile.

Fang Ziye hurried towards the department, but when he arrived at the door, angry voices came from inside: "We clearly agreed and were notified to come for hospitalization today, so why won't you let us stay?"

"You guys called me?"

Liu Haihua's voice then added: "Go find whoever called you. We've already told you that it's a private number. Our hospital never uses private numbers to call patients on the waiting list to admit them."

"Just look at the hospital's queue list yourself. What number are you in line? Number twenty-seven."

"When did the patients currently hospitalized make their appointments? The 24th."

"This is obvious. Each one has the patient's own signature. Look for yourself!"

"Senior Brother Fang, you've arrived." Liu Haihua lowered his voice upon seeing Fang Ziye.

"Who are you? Can you manage anything? If you can't, call your director." The person shouting back at Liu Haihua was a middle-aged woman in her forties, with a plump figure, dressed in expensive clothes, and her gold necklace was probably worth over ten thousand yuan.

Beside her was a middle-aged man, who was also parched and sweating profusely. Next to him was a 62-year-old man in a wheelchair, looking down at the crowd without saying a word.

Fang Ziye tilted his head: "What's the order of appointments for hospitalized patients right now? The 24th, right?"

"Yes." Liu Haihua nodded.

"This old gentleman made an appointment on the 27th, right?" Fang Ziye asked again.

“Yes!” Liu Haihua nodded again.

"Then what are you still saying? It's the hospital's rule to queue in order of priority, and there are limited beds." Fang Ziye looked at the middle-aged woman.

"Can't you manage things? How many times do I have to tell you? You called me!" the middle-aged woman roared.

"Who called you? Me? Him? Or this nurse?" Fang Ziye asked.

"I don't know. Your hospital is so big, how would I know who it is?" The middle-aged woman looked around and shook her head.

"Then why did you contact us?"

“We notify all patients admitted on the same day by phone, and it’s the on-duty nurse who notifies you. If she doesn’t notify you and someone else does, our department won’t recognize it.”

"Go find whoever calls you."

"If no one can take responsibility for you, just call the police or report them."

“Our department is already full of patients, and not even full…” Fang Ziye explained calmly.

"Are you even capable of managing things? The nurses at your hospital represent your hospital."

"I don't care, you called me here, so you have to arrange a hospital place for me. This is such a big hospital, and you don't keep your word, do you?" The middle-aged woman waved her hand, interrupting Fang Ziye.

"Call the police! Report to the security office, call the duty officer!" Fang Ziye turned his head and looked at Liu Haihua.

"You even called the police? Who's afraid of who? How dare you bully ordinary people like this?" The middle-aged woman was not intimidated at all.

She's right!

"Whether or not you bully ordinary people is not up to you. We are ordinary people too. If you come here to make things difficult for us, you are also bullying ordinary people!"

"What, now that I'm wearing this white coat, I'm not even an ordinary citizen anymore? Who told you that?"

“In our department, hospitalization is based on a waiting list, and everyone has to wait in the same line. Don’t think you can get special treatment just because you have some connections.”

“I want to know who called you. If you don’t tell me, our department will report it as a fraud.”

"Just because someone in our department says you need to be admitted to the hospital doesn't mean you can be admitted."

"Then let me ask you, if I said you could go to the bank and get 10 billion, would the bank give it to you?"

Liu Haihua, who was standing nearby, had already made a call to the security office.

"Okay, sure!" Fang Ziye took two calm breaths and said to the patients' families in the ward, "Dear patients and their families, please stop looking and go back to rest. It's already this late."

"Doctor, what do you mean? That's not someone from your department, why are they calling me?" the middle-aged woman said with a mocking laugh.

“You can call the police and accuse her of fraud. Report her, understand?” Fang Ziye said.

"If it was our department's on-duty nurse who called and didn't admit you, then that's our department's problem."

“How would anyone else know when we can be hospitalized and when we can’t? What do you think?” Fang Ziye said.

"Then what are we going to do? We've come all this way, look at my dad, look at my husband? We've been traveling for so long to get to the hospital, do you think it was easy?"

“We’ve all arrived at the department…” the middle-aged woman began to say.

"This is not an easy or difficult thing."

"You can't say that just because you come first you can take a spot. A high school student with good grades can go to Tsinghua University, but he has to be admitted to Tsinghua University first, or be guaranteed admission, not go directly."

"Given the limited resources in hospitals, we have to wait in line. First come, first served, with priority given to emergency cases," Fang Ziye said.

"Can you guarantee that you'll always follow the queue order?" asked the middle-aged man who was already tired.

"I don't know about the future, but that's how it is here. That's how it was when our director was still in that position, and I'm not afraid to tell you."

“We record videos of the daily patient appointment schedule and the admission of inpatients in our department and post them online.”

"You can go see it."

"Moreover, if someone calls in during this process to cut in line, it might be posted online," Fang Ziye said with a smile.

"This is Director Liu's decision. There's no point in making things difficult for us."

"I'll say it again, whoever sent you to the hospital, go find them..." The middle-aged man remained silent.

The old man continued to scoff.

Fang Ziye and Liu Haihua led the three of them into the doctor's office.

About ten minutes later, the head of the dean's office appeared in the trauma surgery ward. After entering, he first asked the patient what the situation was.

Of course, Fang Ziye fully understands and appreciates his work style. In hospitals, patients are usually the vulnerable group, and they often encounter difficulties or things they don't quite understand.

Soon after, the security office personnel arrived.

However, when the security office staff saw the person on duty, they said, "Brother Lu, you're here too?"

The man called Lu Ge glanced at the person from the security office and nodded.

After clarifying the facts, he turned to the chief resident and asked, "Who is the chief resident?"

"Teacher, I am Fang Ziye. You can call me Xiao Fang." Fang Ziye stepped forward and introduced himself.

"This is what happened today..."

Lu Ge then said, "Dr. Fang, the situation is like this. Our hospital still needs to show enough humanistic care. You know, the patient has come all the way to our hospital."

"Going back at this point is not an option, nor is continuing to wait."

"If there are any empty beds in the department, please admit them."

Fang Ziye looked up, his expression hardening: "Teacher, the two empty beds in the department are ready for emergency patients at any time."

"Cannot be occupied."

"We need to be flexible in how we do things. If there are no beds available, our on-call staff can coordinate and arrange for patients to be admitted to the next ward first. We've always done it this way before."

"We are all here to serve the patients, who have been through so much hardship."

"Everyone has their own difficulties, let's try to understand each other."

Lu Ge then looked at the patients and their families: "Actually, you also need to understand Dr. Fang. Look at all these patients on the appointment list, right? If they all rushed over?"

"These few departments aren't enough to accommodate everyone, are they?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye took out his phone and turned on the record button: "Teacher, I need to confirm one thing: are you representing the on-call team to admit this patient or are you doing this personally?"

"If it's the general duty officer, I'll accept it."

"If this is you personally, I'm sorry, please contact Director Liu of our department!"

Lu Ge's face stiffened: "Dr. Fang, isn't this unnecessary?"

"We see each other all the time, and I don't know them at all?"

Fang Ziye said, "I don't know these patients either, and I don't know you either, so we won't make things difficult for each other, and there's no intention to target anyone."

"All of us entered this door without any resentment or hatred."

"However, your opinion is very important."

"We in the trauma surgery department follow all the instructions of the on-call supervisor."

Fang Ziye only said that he would follow the instructions of the duty officer.

This is supported by the hospital and even the law.

The on-call supervisor can even temporarily authorize the surgeon, so how could you refuse to schedule one or two patients?
cannot!!
Lu Ge froze, and the patient and family members also froze.

It seemed they genuinely couldn't understand how Fang Ziye, with his low emotional intelligence, had managed to get into this hospital.

But Fang Ziye was very clear that the emotional intelligence he needed to demonstrate now was fairness; otherwise, he would be severely impacted, and even Liu Huanglong would be implicated.

There's always a higher mountain to climb, and you're bound to slip when you take a narrow path.

If we follow the principles step by step, people may be angry, but they won't be extremely furious.

Otherwise, relying on one person's connections instead of another will eventually backfire, and you won't go far that way.

"Teacher, please explain clearly? Did you just express your opinion on behalf of the general duty officer or on your own?" Fang Ziye pressed on relentlessly.

Patients may have all sorts of connections, but it's not so easy for staff at our hospital to be the nice guys and use the name of trauma surgery to curry favor.

(End of this chapter)