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Chapter 450 Conquering Freedom (Please Subscribe)

Fang Ziye and his two friends also turned to look. In Fang Ziye's view, Yuan Weihong's sesame paste on his lips was no different from that of Lan Tianlu next door, but his eyes looked slightly strange.

"Master." After Fang Ziye stood up with the disposable lunchbox in hand, the sight of Qing Su in the box held by Yuan Weihong made Fang Ziye realize something:
"Master, I haven't eaten half of this yet."

“Master, we haven’t eaten either…” Jie Han and Lan Tianluo, the two little ones, also very sensibly scooped the untouched beef from the lunchbox into the lunchbox.

Each person gets three large portions of beef, which cost at least several tens of yuan, so it's not something you can finish in a short time.

Yuan Weihong didn't mind, and sat down at the back of the table. He picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, chewing as he mumbled, "You guys celebrated the New Year in private, and kicked Master out of the game?"

Yuan Weihong himself has basically never eaten like this!
“Master, I didn’t know you ate breakfast in the department. Otherwise, I would have definitely ordered four servings,” Fang Ziye replied after sitting down with Lan Tianluo Jiehan.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Weihong picked up another piece of food with his chopsticks: "I didn't say that eating this once or twice is fine, but eating it too often will affect the aroma of the sesame paste."

"Our team has two surgeries scheduled for today. Ziye, do you think you can handle them?" Yuan Weihong brought the conversation back to the main topic.

After asking the question, Yuan Weihong paused in stirring the noodles and muttered under his breath, "Why is that so strange? Who the hell is the master, you or me?"

Who can understand the feelings of a teacher asking their students if they can handle it?

“Master, of course you are the master. I am at most a worker under you, like a driver or an operator.”

"I've heard that some operating rooms have workers who specialize in pushing CB machines, and I'm similar to that," Fang Ziye joked.

Making such jokes in front of the master is not about social etiquette, but purely to liven up the atmosphere and make everyone happy.

Lan Tianlu replied sensibly, "Then I should be the statistics master."

Just as Jie Han was about to repeat a phrase, Yuan Weihong raised his chin beforehand, silencing him: "Jie Han, don't speak, you are my master."

To this day, Yuan Weihong still has mixed feelings of love and hate towards Jie Han.

You're saying Jie Han is wrong. Asking questions is everyone's right. How can a researcher be considered a researcher if they don't have critical thinking skills?

But some of Jiehan's problems are quite strange—

"Don't ask me if I can do bone induction on the corpora cavernosa..."

"Cough! Cough-cough-cough!"

"Ahem." Fang Ziye started eating his noodles when he realized the topic wasn't about him, but he choked on his food when he heard Yuan Weihong's words.

Turning his head to look at Jie Han, Lan Tianluo also had an experience that could be considered a relationship, so he was not a novice.

Bone induction in the corpus cavernosum—dude, this is a topic that many people are very interested in. No matter where you write it, many people will make up stories out of thin air…

Jie Han lowered his head and began to eat.

Yuan Weihong looked at Jie Han carefully, then glanced at Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo, and sighed, "I think Jie Han is very pitiful."

"Having a senior like you, and then a junior like you, even though his clinical talent is clearly higher than Wang Yuanqi's, he has to hide in the dust."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye asked, "Jie Han, were you able to break into the training room last year?"

The Advanced Professional and Technical Special Program and the Onion Research Program are both doctoral pathways that the hospital highly values. If Jie Han has the opportunity to pursue both, that would be great.

But Jiehan's doctoral exams are already over, and he'll soon be starting his first year of doctoral studies. It's too late to say all this now.

"I don't have a senior brother, that's only recently! Master said I'm even more outstanding than Senior Brother Wang, but that was just a polite remark," Jie Han quickly replied.

Fang Ziye nodded: "From now on, you can go to clinical practice more often."

"Master, you didn't take on any master's students this year, did you?"

Yuan Weihong shook his head: "If we give up the quota, how can we accept it every year?"

"Although the hospital allows me to recruit every year, I'm afraid of incurring their hatred..."

"I obtained the Heavenly Net by force, so I have to abide by the rules."

"It's okay, we can take our time with the experiments. If we really don't have enough manpower, I'll go to the lab to do them."

Upon hearing Yuan Weihong's words, Fang Ziye immediately said, "Master, don't go, I'll go..."

Just kidding. If Yuan Weihong really went to the lab to do experiments himself and led a clinical group, he would be criticized to death, or at least labeled as having questionable character.

Being arrogant is fine.

If your teacher is arrogant and domineering, that's a big problem. If you can't list any of your teacher's "excessive" actions, you can expect to be rejected by all relevant fields.

"Um... Ziye, I need to discuss something with you."

“You yourself have come this far step by step, so you should know that once you reach the doctoral stage, you will need to participate in a lot of research and experiments.”

“Jie Han and Lan Tianluo will gradually move towards becoming PhDs. There’s not much they can actually do on their own.”

"Neither you nor I have extra time to take care of things in the lab right now."

"What Master means is that when you hire a research assistant, you can consider this option." Yuan Weihong stated his purpose directly, that he had his eye on one of Fang Ziye's research assistants.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye said, "Master, that's for sure. Even if I take on students in the future, I won't be in a hurry to form my own small team."

“Unless one day, Master, your operations become too large and you can no longer take care of everything, then I will follow your example and manage a small team on my own.”

Never forget where your wealth came from, and even if you grow wings, never forget that you can walk on your own.

Seeing that Yuan Weihong was silent, and that Lan Tianluo and Jie Han seemed to be deep in thought, Fang Ziye said, "Master, I haven't learned about research assistants before, so I'll have to ask you for advice on what issues I should pay attention to."

Yuan Weihong was about to speak when Lan Tianlu interrupted him: "There are two types of research assistants. One is a semi-cooperative research assistant. This type of assistant is further divided into two categories."

"One type is where the other party has a certain independent research and development capability. By using our platform, they can privately use the funds they have received to do some private work."

"The other type is those who have certain independent research and development capabilities, but do not take on private work. They hope to integrate into the team, cooperate with us, and eventually even go directly into the laboratory to work as formal members of the laboratory's research team."

"It would be better to find the second type, but in reality, anyone with a bit of talent in the market has already been poached by others. The chances of finding talent through a research assistant are very small."

"The second type is the full-time research assistant, or more simply, a tool. But the most important thing to avoid with such a tool is to protect their freedom. They cannot betray the organization, and they cannot sell data privately."

"But one problem is that they will be involved in the collection of raw data, and they will manage the procurement of laboratory reagents and other related work."

"Once we have someone like that in our lab, we must set a standard for adoption."

"I strongly recommend that Senior Brother Li Yuanpei help us find a candidate."

"My second strong recommendation is to have Senior Sister Luo Tingzhu help us find a candidate."

"Because they have extensive connections."

“Senior Brother Li Yuanpei, since you came to Enshi, he has gotten to know almost 40% of the master’s and doctoral students in the department!”

Before Fang Ziye could reply, Yuan Weihong's exclamation broke in: "Are there that many?"

Yuan Weihong put down his chopsticks and began touching his now-growing bald patch, his face twitching slightly.

Getting to know 40% of the master's and doctoral students in our department is no easy feat!

“Senior Brother Li said it himself. If I’m not mistaken, I think it’s possible that Senior Brother Li’s family gave him some guidance,” Lan Tianluo said.

When one path is blocked, another opens up. Given that Li Yuanpei's talent in clinical practice was indeed limited, changing career paths was the wisest choice he could make.

Jie Han put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and while tidying up his lunchbox, said, "Senior Brother Yuanpei is really meticulous when assigning tasks. If we could bring Senior Brother Li Yuanpei into our experimental team, it would definitely only be beneficial..."

Fang Ziye immediately rejected Jie Han's recommendation, waving his hand lightly: "Yuan Pei is definitely not suitable. Yuan Pei and I are classmates, and he himself is a PhD. How could he be willing to join our small team?"

"After all, I have a mentor-student relationship with Teacher Deng Yong, so I can't let Teacher Deng Yong's capable assistant suffer losses. Teacher Deng will still take on students and continue to develop his team..."

"If I am unwilling to take over the remaining team left by Professor Deng, I can only create a small gap between us."

"In the future, if you can solve problems on your own, then don't bother Li Yuanpei as much as possible."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he looked at Yuan Weihong.

Yuan Weihong said, "Ziye, don't look at me. Let's each do our own thing."

"The matter concerning your grandmaster and Professor Dong Yaohui's generation ends with me."

"When will this cycle of revenge end? It's certain that Professor Deng and I will find it difficult to work together again in the future, but you can all do it. Don't let your emotions get the better of you."

“I can’t say it’s because I received Professor Chu’s teachings. As for Professor Deng Yong, Professor Dong also taught him. You two are not related.”

"Yes, Master," Fang Ziye and the other two said in unison.

"..."

Happy breakfast time passed in a flash.

Around eight o'clock, after Yuan Weihong led the three children into the doctor's office, most people gradually followed.

Liu Huanglong arrived relatively early today. When Fang Ziye and the others went in, Liu Huanglong was already sitting at the shift handover station, occasionally checking the time on his phone.

Meanwhile, many attending physicians who appeared to be checking patients' examination records were also editing WeChat messages, clearly urging people to come to the doctor's office as soon as possible.

At 7:58, everyone had arrived.

Although it wasn't eight o'clock yet, Liu Huanglong still instructed the nurses on duty to start the shift handover first, followed by the doctors on duty.

"Yesterday, one patient was admitted to the emergency room, and another patient and their family strongly requested to be discharged..." After Liu Haihua meticulously completed the handover, the right to speak fell to Liu Huanglong.

Liu Huanglong said, "I've heard about the people who were admitted and discharged from the department yesterday."

"Among them, the patients and their families have clearly stated that a nurse called them and asked them to come to the department to complete the admission procedures."

"Let me make this clear again: this kind of advice might have worked before, but from now on, our department will not buy into it."

"Making the best of a bad situation is not the way to solve problems."

"If anyone makes me miserable, I'll make everyone miserable."

"I have personally contacted the nursing department about the incident yesterday where a nurse called a patient who had not made an appointment to come to the department. I will not name names."

"Go to the nursing department yourselves and explain the reason!"

"Secondly, our department must obey the arrangements of the on-call supervisor. Please remember this."

"No doctor, whether on-call, visiting physician, or associate chief physician, may disobey the arrangements of the chief on-call doctor. Once the chief on-call doctor makes a phone call, the doctor shall carry out the instructions directly, and may report to the chief resident as appropriate afterward."

"We all need to have a sense of the bigger picture..."

"Alright, that's enough for now. Everyone, start handing over your shifts. Fang Ziye, come with me for a moment." After saying that, Liu Huanglong stood up. He had a bad temper and a lot of airs.

He walks with a brisk pace, and although his face doesn't exude heroic spirit, it does reveal his toughness.

Liu Huanglong has always relied on his talent and pure technical skills to make a living!
After Fang Ziye stood up, he quietly explained something to his master Yuan Weihong, and then followed behind Liu Huanglong.

The director's office is not far from the doctors' offices, about twenty meters away. In between are the doctors' lounge and the associate professor's office.

After Fang Ziye followed Liu Huanglong through the door, Liu Huanglong didn't sit down but instead became serious: "Ziye, I have something to tell you."

“From the moment you refused to be transferred to the sanatorium, our department can no longer proactively use departmental resources to exchange for other resources. Once such a thing happens, what awaits you and me is likely to be a very troublesome mess.”

Liu Huanglong's expression was serious, with a thick nose, short, furrowed brows, and slightly narrowed eyes. After speaking, he walked to his seat.

"Teacher Liu, are you referring to what happened yesterday?" Fang Ziye had only thought that since he had refused the transfer to the sanatorium, he couldn't act recklessly, but he didn't expect it to go so far.

“Yes, but not entirely!” Liu Huanglong said.

“Going to the sanatorium is a great opportunity for you, but your response was too formal, which is like labeling yourself.”

"In this situation, many people will divide you into two categories, which is equivalent to two factions: one group thinks you are innocent and don't forget where you came from, while the other group says you are a bit of a fame-seeker."

"But no matter which one it is, we must adhere to the principles of fairness and impartiality."

"The principle of expedited admission and emergency surgery is unchangeable. But since we chose this path, even if a relative of the hospital director wants to get in for an elective surgery, they can only be put on the back of the queue."

"If we tamper with this string, then this string will break!"

“If someone else touches this string, it will break. And we might also be affected. That’s why I came up with the idea of ​​live video streaming, only numbering and writing the date and code, and arranging the patients admitted each day in order.”

"We only follow one principle: first come, first served!" Liu Huanglong admonished Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye nodded.

"Professor Liu, why did that patient yesterday insist on being discharged? Was there someone involved?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Three o'clock!"

"First, he infringed on other people's priority, which is called queuing priority."

"Secondly, he walked right into a trap. The fact that he had someone change his high school entrance exam scores was too obvious."

"Third, he himself is not clean."

"The most important thing right now is to maintain stability. We won't report it or pursue it on a large scale. If it gets exposed or reported, those cannon fodder will definitely be blasted to pieces..." "Just like that old man yesterday, he looked very ordinary and pitiful, but he made more than six million on his own."

“His son didn’t make money, but he did gain power. It was exposed once before, and they tried to suppress it with money.”

"Sigh, life..." Liu Huanglong sighed to himself.

Fang Ziye simply looked at Liu Huanglong calmly without saying a word.

Liu Huanglong himself has also suffered hardships. The reason he can now do his own thing freely is not entirely because he is surrounded by lovely and kind people, but because Liu Huanglong has the means to do so.

As I said before, as long as Liu Huanglong acts uprightly and honestly, his path will be smooth.

But Fang Ziye doesn't have that kind of confidence yet.

"There's another matter I need to discuss with you. The number of destructive injury cases in our department has accumulated to a certain extent, and we should be able to draft a high-quality paper in its initial stages."

"What are your thoughts on the order of the authors, Ziye?" Liu Huanglong asked, getting back to the main point.

The order of articles is very important; there can be multiple first authors, multiple corresponding authors, second authors, third authors, etc.

Fang Ziye had indeed considered this: "Teacher Liu, my two masters and I have discussed it. The corresponding author will be you, Teacher Liu, and my two masters. The first author will be me and my senior brother Nie Mingxian. The second author will be Lan Tianluo and Jie Han. The third author will be Professor Duan Hong from Tongji Hospital and someone he recommends."

The prestige of a corresponding author is basically equivalent to that of a first author.

However, Fang Ziye had two teachers above him, so he had no choice but to settle for co-authoring.

Liu Huanglong thought for a moment and said, "It's obviously not appropriate for you to take the first authorship now. How about this, I'll take the first authorship, and you and your master can communicate together."

“You have already graduated, so you don’t have to be inferior to your two teachers in everything.”

Fang Ziye then proposed an alternative: "Professor Liu, since you are considering this, I will let my mentor, Professor Yuan Weihong, be the first author, and you, my mentor Professor Deng Yong, and I will be the three corresponding authors."

"For the subsequent functional reconstruction techniques, it will only be the two of us communicating. After all, Professor Deng also said that his contribution to the functional reconstruction techniques was not significant."

"However, when it comes to functional reconstruction, I hope my junior colleague Lan Tianluo can be the first author. His data analysis has also made a qualitative leap in the advancement of our entire project."

"We will continue to release standard treatment protocols and theoretical frameworks for the treatment of abrasions. There will be many more opportunities..."

"Okay, so be it!"

Liu Huanglong stretched and then said, "I won't take any of the patents related to damage. You can distribute them as you need."

"Ziye, this is the deliciousness of the first bite of crab! Just take a bite anywhere and your mouth will be full of oil!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye glanced at the time and then said, "Professor Liu, I think the next problem we need to overcome is the issue of surgery duration."

"Otherwise, we can only perform one surgery a day, which is still too slow."

"Two machines a day, I think that's something we can strive for."

"This requires some people to temporarily endure some hardship and complete a period of intensive training within our hospital grounds."

Liu Huanglong asked, "Is that Lan Tianluo?"

"No, no, no, Professor Liu." Fang Ziye shook his head: "It's a bit of a waste to send Tianluo to the training camp as a short-term tool. My idea is for my junior brother Jiehan, or, Professor Liu, could you recommend someone to form a two-person team for the training camp!"

"You can enjoy priority access to all the resources in our department."

Yuan Weihong was right; Jie Han's brilliance was completely overshadowed by Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo.

Yuan Weihong said that the statement that Jie Han and Wang Yuanqi were of equal caliber was probably just a polite remark.

Consider how much time Jie Han has devoted to scientific research? How long has he been immersed in clinical practice?

Jie Han's research output far surpasses Wang Yuanqi's. Now, after completing his master's degree in three years, he can still pursue a doctorate through the professional pathway, which indicates that Jie Han's talent is slightly stronger than Wang Yuanqi's.

However, even if Jie Han is trained, the department still doesn't have enough staff.

To enjoy the first bite of a crab and savor its plumpness, there are many hurdles to overcome.

Fang Ziye doesn't need to monopolize this series of surgeries for treating destructive injuries. He's the only one in the world who can treat such tyranny, and apart from Zhongnan Hospital, you won't find another place...

The more people who know this technique, the more knowledge points will be generated, allowing Fang Ziye to more easily improve his skills.

For example, what exactly does it look like after level 5?
"Should I recommend someone?" Liu Huanglong scratched his head.

"You know what, I can actually recommend someone, but I need to contact him first."

“Then you or Professor Deng Yong can talk to him. I won’t set up a separate team,” Liu Huanglong replied very clearly.

After he arrived at Zhongnan Hospital, Deng Yong and Fang Ziye were both very polite to him.

But Liu Huanglong knew that after all this time, his relationship with Fang Ziye hadn't reached the level of Deng Yong and Fang Ziye, let alone that of Yuan Weihong and Fang Ziye.

Bringing people in at this point would only create discord.

Liu Huanglong didn't want to come to Zhongnan Hospital to be some kind of landlord; he only wanted to grow and break through barriers...

"..."

After Fang Ziye, Yuan Weihong, Lan Tianluo, Jie Han and others went down to the changing room of the operating room, Fang Ziye's phone rang.

The call was from Dean Wang.

Fang Ziye was somewhat flattered.

After all, the benefits that Liu Huanglong had previously mentioned were only one side of the story.

It is a fact that Dean Wang called him personally at this moment, and it is not just empty talk from Dean Wang.

In front of everyone, Fang Ziye answered the phone: "Ziye, are you busy?"

"Teacher Wang, I just entered the operating room." Fang Ziye used the title "Teacher Wang" very cautiously and politely.

Dean Wang is an honorific title for Wang Xinghuan, and Professor Wang is an honorific title for Professor Wang as a person and for his knowledge.

"It's not on yet, is it?" A soft voice reached Fang Ziye's ears, like that of a relative or elder.

"Not yet, Teacher Wang."

Dean Wang added, "I have already given instructions to the duty officer, and nothing like this will happen again."

"The on-call department is a functional department. If there are emergency arrangements that require your cooperation, you cannot refuse. This applies in any situation."

"The matter from yesterday has also been resolved. Of course, the colleague on duty was not fired, but only temporarily suspended and later transferred to another department."

"What are your personal thoughts on this outcome?"

Fang Ziye quickly said, "No, no, Teacher Wang, I trust the hospital's arrangements."

Managing a hospital is not as simple as managing a department.

"The matter is not serious, and the nature of it is not particularly egregious. We are a hospital, not a workplace where it's all about life and death. So, as long as it doesn't violate our principles, we should try to maintain harmony."

"Of course, abusing one's power is definitely wrong. I admire Dr. Fang for upholding our hospital's bottom line and for obeying the on-call supervisor's instructions immediately after the supervisor intervened."

"Other matters are handled on a different level."

"How about we stop paying attention to this?" Dean Wang subtly explained the matter concerning the vice dean.

Fang Ziye didn't care about any of that: "Okay, thank you for calling to show your concern, Teacher Wang. Thank you."

"If there's nothing else, I won't disturb your work any longer."

"Work hard. I really hope that our general surgery department can produce a phenomenal surgical department. If you encounter any difficulties, we can communicate and exchange ideas more often." After saying this, Dean Wang hung up the phone.

Fang Ziye felt that there was a hidden meaning in those words. He guessed that after Professor Liu Huanglong learned the news yesterday, his actions had left Dean Wang somewhat bewildered.

In terms of its functions, the hospital is not worth mentioning at all. There are many people with higher positions and more power than you. Who do you think you are?
……

At 8:32, the surgery officially began.

It's called a functional reconstruction procedure, but in reality, it's just a training and teaching operation within the sect.

Fang Zi was the main scalpel operator, Yuan Weihong was the first assistant, Lan Tianluo was the second assistant, and Yan Zhiming was the third assistant.

After everyone was in position, Fang Ziye only performed the initial debridement and release procedures before handing over the surgery.

He let Yuan Weihong and Lan Tianluo take over, while he stood to the side, tilting his head to look at the pretty Luo Tingzhu in front of the anesthesia machine.

The pretty Luo Tingzhu occasionally pointed to the stage, urging Fang Ziye to pay more attention to that area.

Fang Ziye nodded occasionally, but after watching for a while and finding no problem, he would always turn his head to glance at his girlfriend for about ten or twenty seconds.

Sometimes Luo Tingzhu could discover it, and sometimes she couldn't.

But Zeng Quanming noticed this and immediately raised his chin: "Hey, hey, young man on the operating table, why are you turning your head away instead of performing the surgery properly?"

"This is a work environment. Mind your personal manners. If you have any problems, go home and talk behind closed doors."

Zeng Quanming's teasing made Fang Ziye turn his head and Luo Tingzhu blush.

Luo Tingzhu stared intently at the patient's vital signs, feeling utterly bored.

This is a functional reconstruction surgery that requires intraoperative interaction, so the anesthesia was administered by Fang Ziye himself before the surgery.

After Fang Ziye finished his instruction, he immediately began the surgery. Luo Tingzhu felt that she hadn't learned anything from watching.

But the monitoring staff still need to continue during anesthesia, right?
……

To be honest, if Fang Ziye had performed the surgeries himself, these two surgeries could probably have been completed within seven hours.

However, since I did all the operations, Yuan Weihong and Lan Tianluo could only stare blankly, wondering how they could master the operation.
It was almost noon, and the first surgery was only halfway through.

Yuan Weihong then sent Fang Ziye down to the dining hall for a meal.

Zeng Quanming wasn't oblivious to romance, so he patted Luo Tingzhu on the shoulder and said, "Tingzhu, you should go eat first. I'll stay and watch for a while..."

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingzhu nodded and said softly, "Thank you, teacher."

Fang Ziye went out first, and as soon as he reached the sink, he heard Luo Tingzhu's reproachful voice: "Senior brother, what are you doing? This is surgery. If the patrol finds you daydreaming, you'll be in big trouble."

"I know, but watching the surgery doesn't really make much sense."

“I’ve already explained all the techniques and principles to them, but I still can’t help them understand and improve immediately.”

"What else can you do when you're bored?" Fang Ziye explained in a serious tone, leaving Luo Tingzhu with no room for doubt.

Luo Tingzhu thought about it and realized it made sense. Fang Ziye's approach to surgery was like "spot the flaws," and he could spot many flaws at a glance, but even if he found them, he couldn't fix them immediately.

"Then you see I won't be bored anymore?" Luo Tingzhu asked rather boldly.

Fang Ziye paused in wiping his hands, tilting his head slightly in surprise: "Huh?"

After the short syllable, she licked her lips: "It definitely won't be boring, these eyes are so beautiful... Let's go eat first. We'll talk later..."

As they were about to separate from the men's and women's changing rooms, Luo Tingzhu asked, "Senior brother, will you speed up the surgery again tomorrow?"

"will not!"

"Besides my master and Tianluo who need to learn, Professor Liu and Nie Mingxian also need to learn how to operate and practice. If I do it all, they can only watch."

"Similarly, if we want future surgeries to be shorter, we can only extend the surgery time now!"

"It's okay. As long as the quality of the surgery is guaranteed, it doesn't matter if the surgery takes a little longer. Slow and steady wins the race."

"Improving everyone's operational skills and shortening the operation time is a major challenge we need to overcome. Otherwise, we can only do one or two operations a day, which is too slow."

"In addition, when I have a little free time, I need to think carefully about how to teach you."

"I think the ability to separate sensory and motor functions under local anesthesia is a major prerequisite for professors in other hospitals to dare to perform functional reconstruction surgery."

"As long as this can be promoted, then without us teaching it, many professors in hand surgery can develop functional reconstruction techniques!" Fang Ziye said with a smile.

"Yes, Professor Xu Long said the same thing."

"Senior brother, you're amazing." Luo Tingzhu narrowed her eyes, her expression slightly admiring.

"Of course! You don't even need to look at whose boyfriend he is. My wife is so outstanding. If I'm not outstanding too, I'll fall behind."

"Go ahead, eat first." Fang Ziye pointed towards the women's changing room, keeping a 'safe distance' of half a meter from Luo Tingzhu.

Couples are couples, words are words, but actions are actions.

This is an operating room, a workplace. You have to be careful about your words and actions. This is not a place to deal with 'flirting' or foster feelings, nor is it a place to hold hands, kiss, or go on a date.

Fang Ziye had just stepped into the locker room when Jie Han's phone rang.

As Fang Ziye walked downstairs to answer the call, upon hearing Jie Han's first words, his entire body froze. His left leg bent, and his right foot landed on the next step, frozen in the very middle of the staircase…

(End of this chapter)