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“Master, but I’ve only just left my hometown, and our itinerary isn’t full yet!” Fang Ziye explained.

We had already agreed on a holiday and all the procedures were in place, so why are we suddenly asking him to go back? Doesn't that sound a bit ridiculous?

"Ziye, I know. If this matter hadn't been so troublesome, I wouldn't have called you."

"You've worked so hard for so long too..."

Deng Yong hesitated slightly: "But considering the bigger picture, you could consider taking leave early, or we could give you compensatory leave next year."

As a full-time employee of Zhongnan Hospital, Fang Ziye is entitled to annual leave every year. Although the leave period is not long, it is appropriate to give him more leave.

By then, everyone in the department will be proficient in their work, so whether Fang Ziye is there or not shouldn't be a big problem.

Luo Tingzhu looked at Fang Ziye, her bright eyes blinking, shining like stars under the streetlights.

"Master, what's the latest I can come back?" Fang Ziye knew that Deng Yong had called, which meant there must be some trouble.

But Fang Ziye still wanted to fight for more of his rights.

To be honest, the world will continue to function normally without anyone, and the same goes for workplaces.

Zhongnan Hospital cannot cease operations simply because Fang Ziye is not present.

"Last time? The latest time means that Dean Wang hopes you can come back as soon as possible, but he didn't say a specific deadline."

"My personal suggestion is that you wait until after the middle of the month; there are still a few days left."

“You’re still in Enshi now. Four or five days is enough time for you to make a trip to Yushi,” Deng Yong said.

Luo Tingzhu and Fang Ziye were both Deng Yong's students, and Deng Yong knew some of the general itinerary of their trip.

Go to Fang Ziye's hometown, and then go to Luo Tingzhu's hometown.

Luo Tingzhu took Fang Ziye to meet her parents at her grandmother's grave. Although it wasn't a formal meeting with her son-in-law, they still had to go.

The two of them don't have a formal engagement banquet or engagement ceremony. After this trip, they can start taking wedding photos and getting engaged.

Even if the bride price goes through a middleman, it still ends up in the hands of the two people. Because of Luo Tingzhu's special status, even if her parents want to ask for an exorbitant price, Luo Tingzhu can ignore it!

Furthermore, Deng Yong also knew that Luo Tingzhu did not currently intend for her parents to witness their wedding. They could come, but the "father" role for the bride's family would be him and Professor Zeng Quanming.

One person stands on the platform, while another sees off the archway.

“Master, I’ll see how it goes. Now that I’m in Enshi, I still need to visit a few friends, and I’ll probably also go to the Enshi Sanatorium.”

“After all, Senior Brother Gu is still there!” Fang Ziye said.

Gu Yi and Fang Ziye didn't have a particularly deep relationship. Gu Yi couldn't compare to his two direct junior brothers, Lan Tian and Luo Jiehan, and even less so to Li Yuanpei.

But Gu Yi had helped Fang Ziye before. I heard that Gu Yi was taken away for questioning some time ago. Fang Ziye was far away and naturally couldn't help him.

Now that we've arrived in Enshi, it's necessary to get a general understanding of the situation.

If we could take Gu Yi away, and Gu Yi was willing to leave, that would be the best outcome.

If there's no other way, it means you've done your best.

When Deng Yong heard this, he took a deep breath: "Ziye, then you can decide when to come."

"Master will try to buy you some more time."

After saying that, Deng Yong hung up the phone without any hesitation.

Deng Yong is still the same Deng Yong; he has never changed.

"Did Master ask you to go back early?" Luo Tingzhu asked generously.

She doesn't like to hide her thoughts.

"Yes, and they even told me to try my best to go back, but after I mentioned Senior Brother Gu Yi, Master said he could give me some more time."

"Sigh!" Fang Ziye put down his phone and scratched his head.

Luo Tingzhu pursed her lips, hesitated for a few seconds before taking another step: "Teacher Deng is still the same as before, he is always very good to his students."

"This is both good and bad."

The two students naturally had no objection to Deng Yong's favoritism and protectiveness towards his students. If Deng Yong could treat Gu Yi this way, he could certainly do even better for them.

Deng Yong's personality is sometimes too extreme, to the point that he can't distinguish between what's important and what's not, which is quite a pain!

To put it somewhat inappropriately, this is the prelude to becoming an academic tyrant. If Deng Yong gains power, he will undoubtedly become a standard academic tyrant.

It's a new form of nepotism!

"Tingzhu, let's go back first. We're going to Enshi tomorrow," Fang Ziye said.

Fang Ziye has been home for almost a week now, and has met with his parents and the older generation in his family.

Chatting, keeping each other company...

It's impossible to always have something to talk about. There are some topics that his parents are interested in, but Fang Ziye can't really muster much interest except for forcing himself to join in.

There are so many clinical research projects that can still be done. You know, Liang Xia gossiped about how this family's daughter-in-law was still in college when she had a child, another family only spent 80,000 yuan to get married, and yet another family's child didn't even graduate high school, but one person made more than 100,000 yuan a year. I don't know what they're doing.

How could Fang Ziye possibly fit into this kind of topic?

Luo Tingzhu smiled and said, "Senior brother, didn't you say you were planning to visit the uncle across the street from your house?"

"Not planning to go?"

The uncle across the street from Fang Ziye's house was the one who spread rumors about Fang Ziye, causing Old Fang and Fang Ziye's uncle to rush to Han City overnight.

Fang Ziye was quite angry at first and wanted to return home in person, bring him some gifts, and then visit him with his parents to give gifts!

But after returning home for a while, I overheard my mother, aunts, and uncles chatting, as well as my father and several uncles from next door talking.

Fang Ziye then abandoned such thoughts.

Let him be!

One person can't change the overall environment. Even if Fang Ziye went, he might be able to correct the mindset of one family, but what about the street itself?
Just do your best.

Fang Ziye shook his head and said, "Forget it, instead of seeking that kind of happiness, we might as well go to another place and relax properly. The Grand Canyon in Enshi and Yushi are definitely places we must visit."

"This is more necessary than visiting the uncle across the street."

The two walked towards home, but Fang Ziye suddenly noticed that there were many more people at his door!

There aren't many people in the town. Except for the end of the year, there are hardly any people at the market.

Normally, apart from the entrance of a mahjong parlor, it's rare for people to gather in front of a mahjong parlor.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu scanned the area twice and noticed that some of the people were dressed differently than ordinary people, and their demeanor was not that of businessmen from the town. So they quickened their pace and went to greet them.

People across the street and diagonally opposite also rushed over to join in the fun after seeing the crowd.

Pushing through the crowd, Fang Ziye, pulling Luo Tingzhu along, saw Fang Nan and Liang Xia looking somewhat flustered and at a loss: "Dad? Mom? Who are these people?"

As soon as Fang Nan saw Fang Ziye, his tense expression immediately relaxed: "Ziye, you've come at the right time!"

After saying that, Fang Nan pointed to a person diagonally opposite him: "This is your cousin, who is now the secretary of my hometown village. This is your Ninth Uncle, who is also a village cadre."

"And this one is a town official!"

After Fang Nan finished speaking, the person referred to as a town official quickly stood up and introduced, "Dr. Fang, hello, hello."

"This gentleman is Director Xiang, the director of our county's Health and Wellness Bureau."

Director Xiang was slightly overweight, with a square face and large earlobes. He spoke with a smile and in a kind and approachable manner: "Hello, Professor Fang, my name is Xiang Hong!"

"They are from our county's Health and Family Planning Bureau. It is truly unauthorized of us to visit them this time."

Xiang Hong didn't dare to put on airs at all. Seeing that Fang Ziye was about to stand up, he quickly stood up first and said, "Professor Fang, please sit down."

Xiang Hong was surrounded at the very center, clearly the core member of the crowd.

Upon hearing Xiang Hong's words, everyone exchanged bewildered glances.

The first is how he addressed Fang Ziye, and the second is his attitude towards Xiang Hong.

Generally speaking, let alone college students, even doctoral graduates from prestigious universities, when they come to the county, how could the county bureau chief possibly come to see them personally?
People probably don't even know your name. There are countless PhDs in Ba County; how could he possibly visit them all?
But Xiang Hong did come, and her attitude was warm and sincere.

After shaking hands with him, Fang Ziye smiled and said, "Hello, Director Xiang."

"I'm just an ordinary doctor, you're being so polite, I don't know how to respond."

Xiang Hong frowned slightly: "Professor Fang, how could you possibly be an ordinary junior doctor?"

"To be featured in a special report by Longtai Science and Technology Channel, and to receive a personal letter from the National Health Commission granting Professor Fang the exceptional promotion to Associate Chief Physician—this is a rare and exceptional case in China!"

"It's just that our Ba County is located in a remote area and is not well-informed, so we didn't contact you, Professor Fang, sooner. Otherwise, we would have had to trouble you to make some contributions to the health cause of our Ba County." Xiang Hong's voice was slightly ingratiating.

There's nothing we can do; one is the county health bureau, and the other is the National Health Commission—they're worlds apart.

Secondly, in the past few days, I don't know which deity went crazy and personally called Enzhou. Enzhou immediately passed the call to the executive deputy county head in charge of the county's health and wellness.

Then, Xiang Hong was transferred here by phone.

After Xiang Hong finished speaking, the surrounding neighbors began to whisper among themselves, and the voices grew louder and louder, becoming extremely noisy due to the large number of people speaking.

Upon hearing this, a town official spoke up, reminding everyone, "Gentlemen, fellow villagers, and business owners, please keep your voices down a bit!"

"We can chat, but we shouldn't disturb other people's conversations, right? Or, can we move a little further away to talk?"

Upon hearing his voice, the noise subsided. Then, as the crowd grew larger, several people began to try and persuade the situation.

Fang Ziye even noticed that the old man who sold glazed tiles across the street had unconsciously crossed over to watch the show.

"Director Xiang, you're too kind. I'm just a nobody, and I've only recently graduated."

"Director Xiang, is there anything else you need here for?" Fang Ziye didn't believe the other party was just making things up.

Of course, Fang Ziye was not afraid of him either!

Fang Ziye's file is at Zhongnan Hospital, which is directly under the Hubei Provincial Health Commission. No matter how powerful Xiang Hong is, she can't touch Fang Ziye.

Furthermore, in terms of professional titles, an associate professor is already equivalent to a 'department head'!
Even if it's a teaching title, let alone the county health bureau, even people from Enshi and Enzhou can't do anything about it, unless they want to cross over to Hanshi University to defecate.

Isn't this just asking for trouble?

"Professor Fang, to be honest, I came in for two reasons. First, it is related to our Ba County, and second, it is related to you, Professor Fang."

“You also came from our Ba County. You should know that we live in a remote area and the transportation is not particularly convenient. Our medical and health care level is also in a bottleneck period of development.”

“If Professor Fang can lend a helping hand, I will be grateful to you on behalf of all the people in the county,” Xiang Hong said.

This was Xiang Hong's first objective.

Although Tongji Hospital and Zhongnan Hospital are currently providing counterpart assistance to Baxian People's Hospital, the level of the personnel sent there is only so-so.

Most of them are attending physicians or associate professors who come here to gain experience and prestige.

Although it is certainly much higher than the level in Ba County, the county's medical level has plateaued many times after they left.

Fang Ziye came from Ba County. If we can bring Fang Ziye back, the Ba County People's Hospital will be very successful!
Some of the operational models of Zhongnan Hospital can also be implemented at Baxian People's Hospital.

“Director Xiang, as the director of the Health and Wellness Bureau, you should know that our counterpart exchanges are all targeted. Currently, Tongji Hospital and Ba County People's Hospital are working together, and our hospital certainly shouldn't get involved.”

"Besides, I'm just a specialist and can't influence the hospital's decisions!" Fang Ziye politely declined.

Xiang Hong then said, "Professor Fang, aren't you being too modest? If you're willing, I believe Professor Fang certainly has a way to do it."

"On behalf of the hundreds of thousands of people in Ba County, I hope Professor Fang can help build a better healthcare system for our hometown!"

Xiang Hong may seem harmless, but the things she says can be quite hurtful.

They keep talking about hundreds of thousands of ordinary people.

However, Fang Ziye had seen that the teachers had some experience in dealing with this: "Director Xiang, we are all under the red flag, and the whole country is one family."

"Everyone we see is our fellow countrymen. For the sake of the greater good, I trust the decisions made by the hospital, the Provincial Health Commission, the Provincial Party Committee, and at a higher level!"

"I don't understand administration, so I shouldn't offer any suggestions without careful consideration, lest I affect the overall situation!"

Are you kidding me? Fang Ziye from Enshi Sanatorium has already stood up to me. Are you going to use this to blackmail me, Fang Ziye?

Do you really think I have no knowledge at all?
Xiang Hong was speechless, but as the bureau chief, he responded quickly: "Professor Fang, everyone's family is a family. If we have the ability, we should first build up our own family in Ba County, shouldn't we?"

"This is something I can only say behind closed doors."

At this point, Fang Nan couldn't understand anymore. Liang Xia, who was usually very talkative, also lost her composure and was about to be persuaded to speak up as well.

Fang Ziye said, "Director Xiang, you flatter me too much."

"As the saying goes, the kindness of feeding is more important than the kindness of giving birth to a child. Where you eat your food, you should naturally be more grateful to that place."

"Our country, China, is vast and rich in resources, and has a very strong inclusiveness. Many leaders have left their homes to build up other places."

"Where you are is your home."

"I am but a nobody, and I dare not break the deadlock, nor do I dare to be too selfish. My abilities are limited, and my vision is short-sighted."

Just kidding, Deng Yong has handled similar situations countless times; Fang Ziye listened to the phone call and said it was no less than ten times.

Xiang Hong insisted on challenging him to a contest of acting skills and eloquence!

This is the foundation passed down from top hospital professors. No matter how much you talk about it, you can't say that the patients Fang Ziye encountered in Wuhan were not as kind as the patients in Ba County.

He dared to say that if this story got out, he might be swept away and killed.

The old saying, "The rich should not return to their hometown," actually holds some truth.

Xiang Hong sighed, but wasn't angry: "Dr. Fang, this is blaming us for not being thorough enough."

"Indeed, we were unable to help you much before. I checked and found that you did not receive any scholarships or other subsidies."

"However, we also hope that Professor Fang can give us a chance."

"Actually, I have another purpose for coming here this time. I hope that Professor Fang can consider going back to work as soon as possible. After all, Professor Fang, your skills are very strong, and the patients in the hospital and department need you."

"This is the task I brought, so I'll tell you the truth."

Xiang Hong expressed his opinion that Fang Ziye should come to Ba County to provide counterpart support, which was Ba County's request.

However, Fang Ziye was sent back to work as soon as possible because he had a mission to complete, and he had to come.

"Director Xiang, to be honest, I'm currently on leave. You might not be familiar with the term 'chief resident,' which means someone who is always in the hospital."

"I didn't even dare to leave the hospital grounds for meals. I worked shifts 24/7, and the longest shift I ever worked was..."

"Director Xiang, when I was working before, the surgery took so long that I even wore adult diapers because I was too scared to leave the operating room."

"This period lasted for more than half a year, and it was basically difficult to get a good night's sleep. After such high-intensity work, shouldn't we take a break?"

"Although we are like bricks, moved wherever needed, we must also respect the principle of humanism, and balance work and rest..."

"We can't just start working and then not give each other a break, can we?"

"..." Fang Ziye also started acting.

After the group of people left, they all departed.

Liu Guangwei, the deputy director who was following Xiang Hong, said with great frustration, "Director Xiang, this Dr. Fang is like an eel, impossible to reason with."

"He doesn't seem like the kind of person who's purely into academia."

Liu Guangwei was driving, his lips twitching, clearly not feeling well.

This time, he and Xiang Hong organized so many people to go to Fang Ziye's house, but it seems they didn't get a single penny in return.

Xiang Hong glanced at Liu Guangwei and said, "Director Liu, how much do you look down on a university associate professor? And a 29-year-old one at that!"

"Getting promoted to associate professor at this age is probably even harder than getting promoted to director!"

"Without something substantial, you can't really put up a fight!"

Xiang Hong took a deep breath and said, "The modern era has changed, just like we have changed."

"You don't really want to encounter another highly educated but incompetent person, do you?"

"You should really think about what era these strange forms came from."

Upon hearing this, Liu Guangwei fell silent.

He knew the answer, but dared not say it.

That was an era when admission to university wasn't based on academic performance, but solely on connections...

The National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao) not only changes the fate of many ordinary people, but also changes the fate of an era.

While it certainly has many unreasonable aspects, it also possesses strong rationality and fairness.

Liu Guangwei said, "Director Xiang, are you saying that today's college students aren't actually ignorant of social etiquette?" "At least Professor Fang isn't." Xiang Hong frowned, tapping the passenger-side window with her right hand.

"Perhaps the information we have is only what we can see. Professor Fang is an outstanding talent. With professors as his mentors, he doesn't need to show too much social skill in his workplace; he only needs to focus on his academic work."

"So he can rise to prominence smoothly and safely, rather than saying he can't."

"Moreover, Professor Fang understands our bottom line very well."

"The calls we received were to persuade him to go back! Nothing else," Xiang Hong emphasized.

Why persuade him to go back? Because Fang Ziye is extremely valuable, and many powerful figures need him.

Do you dare offend me?

The idiom "kill the chicken to scare the monkey" will be used to describe you!

……

Inside the house, neighbors came in one after another, all smiling and saying, "Fang Nan, you've raised a fine son!"

"So young and already a professor, even the bureau chief came to visit him."

Fang Nan immediately shed the title of "Fang Lao Er"!
"Xiao Ye, are you particularly popular at your workplace?" someone asked Fang Ziye.

"I saw you on TV that time, Xiao Ye!"

"I've known since I was little that you, Xiao Ye, are an exceptional talent, which is far more valuable than any top scholar title."

"Of course, a PhD. And a professor too. My child told me that professors at universities are all there to supervise PhD students. Xiao Ye's future students will all be PhDs." Someone who knew a bit about this said.

Fang Ziye didn't reply to a word, but simply greeted the visitors politely, and then accompanied his parents to see them off one by one.

As they left, the distant sound of someone muttering could be heard: "As the old saying goes, 'In books, you'll find beauty and wealth.' This son of the Fang family has truly made something of himself through his studies."

"The Fang family's daughter-in-law is truly beautiful. She's both beautiful inside and out..."

"Hey, Liu the Blind, you actually went to school for a few years? How come you didn't graduate?" someone mocked.

The man called Blind Liu actually lost one eye to an explosive, making him a one-eyed man. But he swears that he can definitely see, and he has even secretly seen shameless people engaging in lewd acts in broad daylight!

“The times were different back then. I was first in my class in junior high, but they wouldn’t let me go to high school or vocational school. What could I do?”

"It's fate!"

……

"Fang Nan, Xiao Ye'er, I'm sorry. I was just being ignorant and talking nonsense before.

"I apologize to you all. I made you, Fang Nan, make a special trip to Han City," said the old man who sells glazed tiles across the street.

He also shares the surname Fang, but he belongs to a different branch of the Fang family and is of a different generation.

The two families lived right across from each other. He was a few years older than Fang Nan, so they naturally addressed each other as brothers.

"Uncle, you're too kind. You're only doing this for my own good."

"I was busy those few days and didn't answer my family's calls, otherwise this misunderstanding wouldn't have happened," Fang Ziye said.

"That's great, Xiao Ye'er. Your parents have finally made it through."

"You must be making at least 20,000 a month now, right?" he said, exaggerating as much as possible.

In the town, a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan is considered a very high salary. Fang Ziye had just graduated, so he didn't dare to exaggerate further.

"Pretty much. After all, I've studied for so many years, and I'm almost thirty before I start earning money." Fang Ziye didn't tell him his actual income.

It's not necessary.

……

After seeing the old man off, Fang Nan pulled down the roller shutter, and finally, there was some peace and quiet.

Although the elderly couple had many questions to ask, Fang Ziye was leaving tomorrow, so they needed to pack some things and get some rest.

For Luo Tingzhu's sake, the two of them held back.

Fang Nan said, "Tingzhu, Ziye, you should both go and rest first!"

“If you don’t go back to Han City directly, I will send the things to you after a while. It’s convenient to send things now, but you can’t send live animals.”

"The pig at home was just slaughtered. We use a wood-fired stove, and the cured meat will be ready in about a month."

"Dad, Mom, you should get some rest too!"

Fang Ziye hurriedly said, "Also, even if you can't get through on the phone in the future, you can still ask for Zhu's phone number."

"When you come to Wuhan, please let us know so we can be prepared."

“After you came last time, Dad, you left early the next morning. I felt like I had a stone stuck in my chest.”

Fang Nan is a very traditional person and can't stand Fang Ziye's sentimental rhetoric. He waved his hand and said, "When I went out to work in my younger days, what kind of hardship didn't I endure?"

"Sleeping in parks, sleeping on the streets, that's commonplace!"

"Let's go, let's go and get some rest."

Fang Ziye's family lives in a self-built house with three floors. His parents are quite traditional, and they have been sleeping in separate rooms since they came back...

The next day, Fang Ziye packed his luggage, and he and Luo Tingzhu each pushed a suitcase. After Fang Nan took them to the town's bus terminal, Fang Nan and Liang Xia waited for a long time at the bus stop, reluctant to part.

Only after the two had completely left did their waving figures disappear from Fang Ziye's sight.

At times like these, Fang Ziye felt an indescribable discomfort.

This time it was a little better. Luo Tingzhu stretched out her left hand and said softly, "If your aunt and uncle are willing in the future, we can have them come to Han City and buy a two-story house."

After Luo Tingzhu finished speaking, she quickly explained, "It's not that I don't want to live with my parents, but it would be more convenient this way."

Fang Ziye said, "I know, but I don't think they might be willing to come to Han City."

"This town holds their life's memories, their lives, their habits, their acquaintances, everything, including my childhood—all of it remains here!"

"Even if they go to Han City, they won't be used to it."

This was a fact that Fang Ziye was unwilling to admit. He didn't dare to say these things in front of Fang Nan and Liang Xia, lest they think that he was unwilling to take them to Han City.

However, Fang Ziye had seen too many parents in small towns who, after taking care of their children, would return to their hometowns.

Even some people who work in county-level units find it very difficult to adjust when they go to big cities.

Luo Tingzhu then asked, "Senior brother, if you were asked to come back, would you be willing?"

"I'll listen to you!"

Fang Ziye shook his head again: "If it were a few years ago, I would definitely have agreed."

"But now?"

In this town and Ba County, there was simply no place for Fang Ziye to use his skills.

There aren't many patients, and the number of surgeries isn't high. If Fang Ziye were to come back now, he would find it incredibly boring!
Every day, my work is the same: boring surgeries, unchallenging jobs, and a life of waiting to die without any ambition!

It's really boring.

Moreover, Fang Ziye felt that it would be a huge waste if he couldn't unleash his current abilities.

This wasn't something Fang Ziye felt arrogant about; it was simply a fact.

……

After the two settled into a hotel in Enshi, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu first had a hot pot meal, and then a meal of "Little Tender Bamboo," and their dilemma was swept away.

The afternoon nap after lunch was long and comfortable, unaffected by the cold wind.

The two of them didn't get up until after six o'clock in the evening!
Then we rushed to our first popular tourist spot in Enshi...

The next day.

"Tingzhu, you should rest for a while. I'm going to the sanatorium, so you don't need to come with me. If all goes well, I'll be back soon," Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu didn't want to move at all, so she stretched her toes a few times.

She murmured "mmm" for a while.

I really want to say that it's not necessarily a good thing for orthopedic surgeons to be strong.

Fang Ziye took a taxi to the entrance of the sanatorium again, but this time, the furnishings were much more sophisticated than last year.

There were people guarding the door. Although they weren't dressed in formal attire, their upright posture told them they weren't ordinary people.

After Fang Ziye took a few steps forward, the two stood up: "Brother, you can't just come in here."

Fang Ziye said, "Brother, my name is Fang Ziye. I came here last year. Would you mind using the walkie-talkie to ask if Dr. Chen is here?"

"Just tell him that a doctor named Fang Ziye is looking for him!"

A year later, Fang Ziye no longer recognized the two men as the same ones from last year, and they probably didn't remember him either.

Although Fang Ziye was young, he spoke with composure and politeness. One of the men actually took the phone and asked a question.

He didn't use a walkie-talkie, probably because the call wouldn't reach the person he was trying to call.

Just half a minute later, one of the young men paused, hung up the phone, and said, "Professor Fang, please wait a moment. Professor Zheng, who answered the phone, said he would come out to pick you up in person."

"Dr. Chen hasn't come to the sanatorium yet."

"However, Professor Zheng has already called to inform you. Please have a seat!"

He immediately offered his chair to the customer.

Because he had never seen Professor Zheng treat a young man with such courtesy before.

Either Fang Ziye is exceptionally skilled, or he has a very impressive background.

Regardless of which one, he won't suffer any loss by showing a little kindness.

"Thank you! I'll just stand." Fang Ziye didn't actually sit down.

"Brothers, have you retired from the military?" Fang Ziye asked casually.

"You've already retired, Professor Fang. Are you really a doctor?" Having worked in a sanatorium, I naturally have some knowledge of doctors' titles.

They had never heard of a professor as young as Fang Ziye.

The professors I usually interact with are all at least forty years old, and a small number of associate professors are also close to forty.

"Professor Fang, it really is you!" A moment later, the person called Professor Zheng arrived at the door and immediately rushed over very politely. Then, he warmly took Fang Ziye's hand, his face full of smiles, which deepened his wrinkles.

Professor Zheng is of medium build, neither fat nor thin, and is probably around sixty years old!
"Hello Professor Zheng. I apologize for bothering you."

“My name is Fang Ziye. I work at Zhongnan Hospital. I came to Enshi for a counterpart exchange before, so I know Dr. Chen.”

"I went back to Enshi for the holiday, so I came here specifically to pay a visit," Fang Ziye said, explaining his purpose.

Professor Zheng said, "Professor Fang, you don't need to introduce yourself. I've been eagerly awaiting your arrival!"

"Come on, let's go inside and talk."

As Professor Zheng entered, he then said to the two people at the door, "This is Professor Fang. I specifically told you about him, and I've shown you the photos."

One of the men was quite eloquent, replying, "Professor Zheng, it's mainly because you're even more handsome and charming in person than in the photos. I didn't recognize you at first glance."

Then, Professor Zheng led Fang Ziye to a reception room inside, which was fully equipped with all kinds of facilities.

Not only do they have various teas and complete tea sets, but they also have tea pets and fine wines.

In the adjacent lounge area, you can still hear the sound of chess pieces being placed on the board.

The scenery in the courtyard has become even more exquisite, with clear ponds teeming with fish and gentle flowing water, making it an exceptionally tranquil place.

"Professor Fang, Dr. Chen will be here in a little while. What kind of tea do you usually drink?"

"We have some genuine Da Hong Pao tea in stock. Do you want some?" Professor Zheng immediately threw out his trump card!
The Enshi Sanatorium is a high-standard facility, and it's not surprising that people who come here for recuperation are of higher status and wealth, and that they can afford such a thing.

"No, no, Professor Zheng, wild boars can't appreciate fine bran. It would be a waste for me to eat such good stuff."

“I can drink any kind of tea, even mountain tea,” Fang Ziye said.

Just then, Fang Ziye realized that Professor Zheng was a shrewd person. Before Fang Ziye could even speak, his senior brother Gu Yi came over, his elbow tucked into his white coat.

"Ziye, Ziye, Teacher Hu told me you came to Enshi?"

"When did you arrive? Why didn't you tell me beforehand? I could have driven to pick you up." Gu Yi's strong voice came from afar even before he arrived.

When he appeared, his face was radiant with a smile, showing no signs of frustration at being underappreciated; on the contrary, he seemed to be enjoying a warm and welcoming atmosphere.

This scene made Fang Ziye lose his composure slightly, and he stood up: "Senior Brother Gu, I just arrived today."

“Last time I came back, I went straight back to my hometown. My parents picked me up at the train station.”

Fang Ziye is telling the truth; it's perfectly normal to have parents picking you up and not see your friends.

"Your uncle and aunt are here too?"

"Then you should have told me, as I have never visited you before."

"Hello, Professor Zheng." After exchanging pleasantries with Fang Ziye, Gu Yi greeted Professor Zheng, who was standing next to him.

He then introduced in a low voice, "Ziye, you probably aren't very familiar with Professor Zheng Dahai. He's a professor in the Department of Neurosurgery at 301 Hospital, and currently the head of the neurosurgery team at the sanatorium!"

"Hello, Teacher Zheng," Fang Ziye said in response.

Zheng Dahai said, "My name is a bit too common, I'm embarrassed to introduce myself."

"Professor Fang, let me get straight to the point. Our Enshi Sanatorium is a purely military sanatorium!"

"If you're interested, Xiao Gu and I can show you around. Apart from some seniors, the people recuperating here are all very energetic young men."

"However, due to some accidents, I was injured."

"Some of them are firefighters and police officers who were injured in the nearby rescue efforts," Zheng Dahai told Fang Ziye as soon as he arrived.

Fang Ziye looked at Gu Yi, who nodded: "Ziye, it's true."

At this point, Gu Yi clenched his fists and then said, "Actually, Master didn't want me to tell you this."

"But I feel I still need to explain it to you clearly and thoroughly!"

“Your master loves you very much. He knows that his abilities are not enough, so he may not be able to protect you.”

"At that time, the sanatorium was under a lot of pressure to recruit you, so my master sent me here to find out the truth first."

"The main point is, if there's really no other way to negotiate, Ziye, you still have a very legitimate way out!"

"It's better to be a martyr in the army than a wealthy and powerful person serving as a physician."

“I think it’s great here!” Gu Yi said directly.

Gu Yi's words struck Fang Ziye like a thunderbolt!

In an instant, it seemed as if many things became clear.

Wang Yuanqi told him about Gu Yi's arrival at the Enshi Sanatorium. At that time, the Enshi Sanatorium was already considering recruiting Fang Ziye.

At that time, Fang Ziye was still very naive. He felt that as a doctor, he should be closer to ordinary people and patients. He was unwilling to come to the Enshi Sanatorium and unilaterally refused.

Deng Yong didn't say anything, but sent Gu Yi over. The official explanation was that Gu Yi would transfer at the sanatorium before returning to Zhongnan Hospital.

Perhaps, that's how Gu Yi came to be.

However, after Gu Yi arrived, he no longer wanted to go back.

Zhongnan Hospital has "departments for the powerful and privileged"!
Fang Ziye thought at the time, "If the bigwigs from your Enshi Sanatorium want to come, just come directly. You have all the power in the world anyway."

But what happened next?
Fang Ziye has already experienced this.

Zheng Dahai smiled and said, "Ziye, you definitely won't suffer any losses coming here."

"This platform will not strip you of your previous personnel relationships. Similarly, the laboratories and the sources of disease here will allow you to fully display your talents."

"I am not a role model; everyone who comes here is of noble character."

"But even if they are ordinary people, they deserve the best medical resources when they are injured. This is their sacrifice, and it is worth it!"

"We have special forces soldiers here, demolition specialists, and some who came from the border defense."

“It’s not that you need trauma to have a lasting illness!” Zheng Dahai said frankly.

(End of this chapter)