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“Teacher Zheng, I’ve only just arrived and I wasn’t prepared at all. You suddenly told me all this, so I’m actually under a lot of pressure,” Fang Ziye replied.

Fang Ziye agreed with Zheng Dahai's words.

If you grab any person and ask them, unless they're an extremely eccentric individual, whether government officials or soldiers are more lovable, the answer will definitely be the same.

Whenever disaster strikes in various parts of China, these young people are almost always the first to rush to the rescue, without exception.

"Professor Fang, I'm a straightforward person and don't like beating around the bush. Please don't take it to heart!"

"Since you don't like it, let's just chat casually. Dr. Chen won't be here for a while."

After Zheng Dahai finished speaking, he raised his hand to check the time, and acted very unprofessionally: "Oh, I have something to do over there. You two brothers can sit for a while."

As Zheng Dahai finished speaking, he got up and left, clearly very satisfied with Gu Yi.

After Gu Yi hung up his white coat, he leaned back over.

He smiled and said, "Ziye, although I'm not in Han City, I've heard that you're doing very well now, and you've even held a special seminar."

"One word: awesome!" Gu Yi gave a thumbs up.

Gu Yi was a little thinner than before, but his muscles were becoming more powerful and capable.

"Senior brother, how come you've lost so much weight?" Fang Ziye was still hesitant, wondering if his senior brother and Zheng Dahai were deliberately telling him this.

"Hey, don't mention it!"

“Some of the retired brothers here have nothing better to do, so under the guise of helping me train, they've been training me to the point of ecstasy,” Gu Yi said, pulling a cigarette case from his pocket.

After lighting one himself, he said, "And they also have a bad habit of smoking; basically, none of them don't smoke."

"Ziye, would you like one?" Gu Yi asked after taking a puff.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "I really don't know how to do this. Senior brother, you can do it yourself."

"Senior Brother Gu, you seem to be doing quite well here. I heard from Senior Brother Wang that someone took you in for questioning, which made the brothers very nervous."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yi paused in the motion of taking the cigarette out of his mouth: "Was that what Wang Yuanqi told you?"

Fang Ziye nodded: "Could it be? This is also a rumor?"

Gu Yi chuckled twice after hearing this, scratching his forehead with his left hand: "Ziye, whether you admit it or not, the information channels here are definitely more extensive than those at Zhongnan Hospital."

"Ever since you returned to Han City from Enshi, the sanatorium has been trying to recruit you, so they've gathered quite a bit of information about you!"

"This includes, but is not limited to, the matter of Tingzhu. However, the matter that started with Tingzhu was suppressed by a big shot."

"Let's talk about this later."

“Ziye, actually, ever since you started developing the functional reconstruction technique, you’ve almost become the personal physician of Hubei Province’s political leaders.”

"Whether you admit it or not, everyone has elderly people and relatives at home. People eat grains and other foods, and no one is immune to illness. The older you get, the more hidden health problems you tend to have."

"Back then, I complained to Wang Yuanqi about your situation, but I didn't know that Wang Yuanqi would actually relay it to you in this way."

"If you want to step out of your circle, coming to a sanatorium is actually a better option for you."

"Otherwise, no matter where you go, it's just a different form."

As Gu Yi said this, he shook his head and said, "Of course, actually, your coming here is just another form of it."

Good medical resources are extremely scarce. Fang Ziye's high-end surgical techniques can greatly improve a person's quality of life. How could ordinary people possibly enjoy the benefits brought by Fang Ziye?

Unless medical resources are significantly expanded, ordinary people may not be able to get even a small share.

When the phrase "supply falls short of demand" appears, the first to be supplied are always special groups!
The same applies to medical resources!
"So, senior brother, then you can only blame it on the fact that the new techniques I developed are too advanced?" Fang Ziye's mood was quite calm.

The meaning of teaching becomes tangible at this moment.

It is precisely because of the supply shortage that ordinary people can hardly imagine that promotion and teaching can allow mature techniques to spread and become more widely known. Once more people have mastered these techniques, Fang Ziye will no longer be just a special commodity.

Fang Ziye was then able to have more energy to do what he wanted to do.

"To be precise, it's just too down-to-earth!"

"Functional reconstruction surgery, especially lower limb functional reconstruction surgery. How many people with mobility impairments dream of getting out of bed or wheelchairs?"

"Moreover, the cost of this kind of surgery at Zhongnan Hospital is not expensive. For some families, tens of thousands of yuan is no different from spending a few hundred or a few thousand yuan for us!" Gu Yi said.

Fang Ziye had already brewed the tea and pushed it in front of Gu Yi.

Gu Yi quickly chuckled and said, "Ziye, don't blame your senior brother for putting on airs. This stuff is a bit addictive."

Logically, Gu Yi should be making tea for Fang Ziye right now.

Fang Ziye smiled casually: "Brother Yi, we brothers are all very casual with each other, there's no need to be so formal."

"I'm here!~"

Before Fang Ziye could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a very loud voice.

"Xiao Gu, are you free? Want to go squat outside for a bit?"

"The weather is perfect today. I saw you running in this direction..."

A young man in his thirties, leaning on a cane, limped over from a distance. He paused for a moment after entering the hall.

"Brother Dao, I'm meeting with guests, so it's inconvenient for me today. Thank you." Gu Yi quickly stood up and offered him a cigarette.

Upon hearing this, the man called Dao Ge whispered, "Okay, I'll go find someone to play games with for a while."

Then he walked away with a limp, his left leg wrapped in gauze.

Gu Yi said, "This Brother Dao was hit by a rock during the disaster relief efforts in Enshi this year. He was smashed to pieces. It wouldn't be considered a devastating injury, but his tibia and fibula in his lower leg and the short bones in his foot were practically shattered."

"We originally planned to have you perform the surgery, but you were a resident and couldn't get away, so we asked Professor Qi Qiaowen from Peking Union Medical College Hospital to come over."

"But as you know, a fracture like that isn't easy to heal. Now his left foot has almost no function."

"There's another one over there. He went to rescue people after the mall caught fire. Despite having burns on his right leg, he managed to pull a young girl out of the mall."

"The left lower limb and left upper limb suffered third-degree or higher burns. The upper limb has been amputated, and the lower limb was barely saved. It's about this size now." Gu Yi gestured with a circle.

That is, the size of a child's lower limbs.

"Brother Yi, please stop. If you say that, I'll be tormented by my conscience if I don't come here," Fang Ziye replied.

If we were to list them all, Fang Ziye would have a whole host.

Are there no special cases among the patients with severe injuries at Zhongnan Hospital?

The truck driver, the head of his family, with elderly parents and young children to support, has no security whatsoever after being injured.

When he was working hard, his family was already struggling financially. If he loses his ability to work, the whole family will probably fall back into poverty.

Some of the food delivery workers are already talking about marriage!
They just got the questions wrong and didn't know how to study, not the people they met. If they hadn't met Fang Ziye, they would have had no chance to start a family!

Gu Yi knew what Fang Ziye wanted to say, so he asked, "Ziye, what about the surgery you're having now? And their story?"

"Tell me about it."

"It's just that I haven't walked in a long time."

“It hurts me to go up and down the stairs every day.”

"I really want to go square dancing, I can't even hold my grandson anymore..."

"..."

Fang Ziye remained silent. After a while, he asked again, "Brother Yi, if you keep me here, what benefits will you get?"

"We're all brothers, so let's just talk straight?"

Gu Yi was taken aback upon hearing this, then awkwardly stuck out his tongue: "There are definitely benefits, and the money is considerable, at least forty or fifty."

"Most importantly, it can be used to record merits! That's a good thing," Gu Yi replied vaguely.

Fang Ziye: "No wonder Brother Yi went to such lengths to say so much."

"However, correspondingly, you probably won't be very free here. Brother Yi, it's been so long since you've been to Han City."

When Fang Ziye was working at Enshi Central Hospital, he could often go back to Hanshi to visit his teacher. What about Gu Yi?

After arriving, it was as if they had completely disappeared from Seoul.

"I can't, I'm a little Karami, Ziye, you can!"

"Are you kidding? You're here, you don't need to work the emergency room shift. You work five days a week and have two days off. Aren't all the professors next door doing the same thing?"

“There’s a special team here that works the emergency shift, and I’m one of those unfortunate ones,” Gu Yi replied.

"If you can't guarantee five days on and two days off, I'll rip my head off and let you kick it!"

Gu Yi's way of speaking is a bit rash now; he would never have said such things before.

"That's too much to ask," Fang Ziye replied.

"..."

Before long, Fang Ziye saw the old Chinese medicine doctor, Chen.

The old Chinese medicine doctor, Chen, looked slightly younger than last year. He was still wearing the same old-fashioned cloth clothes as before. As soon as he entered, he greeted me with a smile, "Dr. Fang, it's been a long time."

Upon hearing his voice, Gu Yi quickly stood up: "Professor Chen."

"Teacher Chen," Fang Ziye also stood up and called out.

"Sit down, sit down. Why are you standing up?"

Dr. Chen sat down first, and after seeing Fang Ziye and Gu Yi sit down, he suddenly realized and said, "Wait, shouldn't I call him Director Fang or Professor Fang now?"

Dr. Chen had seen Fang Ziye's resume, so he was somewhat aware of the fact that Fang Ziye had been promoted to associate professor and associate chief physician ahead of schedule.

However, the fact that he was just a young boy a year ago has now become an associate professor and associate chief physician is quite surprising to him.

The speed of this progress is simply too fast.

“Old Chen? If you call me that, then I’ll have to call you Director Chen,” Fang Ziye said.

Old Dr. Chen was formerly the chairman of the Chinese Medicine Association. Even Deng Yong, or the current chairman of the Trauma Surgery Branch, would probably have to treat him with utmost respect.

"Dr. Fang, how did your chat with Dr. Gu go?" Old Chen asked with a smile.

Gu Yi replied sincerely, "Professor Chen, I'm sorry, I failed to complete the task you assigned me. My junior brother is too cunning."

Old Chen glanced at Gu Yi: "You've said everything I told you to say?"

"We haven't even gotten to that point yet, mainly because I don't have the authority to make things up."

"Besides, Professor Chen, I'm also Ziye's senior, practically an older brother to him. I should try to get more for Ziye, since he doesn't really understand this stuff." Gu Yi immediately sided with Fang Ziye.

Gu Yi knows how to handle things.

She has grown a lot since then, and with just a few words, she easily makes people feel close to her.

Fang Ziye glanced at Gu Yi but said nothing more.

Upon hearing this, Dr. Chen rolled his eyes in exasperation: "You're a traitor! You've been here for so long, and you still haven't smoothed out your rebellious nature?"

Gu Yi didn't reply, but just smiled back with his head down.

Dr. Chen said, "Dr. Fang, how about this? If you're willing to come, you can lead a team here."

"Use the funding for clinical research projects and basic research projects as much as you can, as long as it's just right. In principle, there's no upper limit. As for various approvals, that's not a problem at all."

"Whatever research you want to do, we'll do it for you, and you don't have to worry about the pathogens at all."

"I won't discuss salary with you, but it will definitely not be lower than your current salary."

"In addition, I'll set up another team for you at the official hospital in Enshi. You can go there if you want to go out for a stroll," said Dr. Chen.

Gu Yi couldn't help but tremble violently in his hands and feet.

"Cough cough cough!!~"

He started coughing, "Cough cough cough!"

It's obvious that he suddenly lost his grip on his glottis, and saliva flowed directly into his trachea; he was completely startled.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye immediately replied, "Old Chen, I don't have that much energy either. After taking up this position, I would also be leading a team at another hospital. How long would that take?"

However, what Chen Lao said about having no upper limit on funding in principle was what tempted Fang Ziye.

Research funding is always a good thing, the more the better.

Fang Ziye had learned the hard way about not having money, and back then he would stretch every penny he had to spend.

Upon hearing this, Dr. Chen said, "No, no, Dr. Fang, once you arrive, you will only need to perform the more critical surgeries. The rest of the time will be for your research and teaching."

"Dr. Fang, you don't think that coming here means you're on call 24/7, do you?"

"No, no, no?"

“We can transfer a lot of resources, so Dr. Fang, you won’t need to share the usual workload anymore.”

"Of course, there may be some gossip in the early stages. Dr. Fang, you need to overcome these difficulties slowly and convince others," Old Chen added.

You need to fight for whatever level of authority you want.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye asked again, "Old Chen, what about my students?"

"Bring it!"

“We have our own operation training room, animal laboratory, and you’ve already seen the basic laboratory.”

“We also have a fairly complete teaching team here, and you don’t need to teach many basic courses yourself, Dr. Fang.”

"We even have a lot of collaborations with the statistics team and the teams related to medical data analysis, so you don't need to worry about it at all, Dr. Fang," said Old Chen.

"As for online learning resources, there are even more."

"Oh, by the way, we also offer free movie screenings here. As long as it's a domestic film, whether it's been released or not, we can watch it here."

"As for entertainment, Dr. Fang, do you like playing console games?"

Fang Ziye was somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

However, Fang Ziye also had some classmates who were national defense students. They told him that in the military, as long as it was a domestic film, they had the right to broadcast it before it was even released, and the film selection was plentiful, making it one of the few forms of entertainment available to them.

"I haven't played games in a long time, so I'm not very interested in these."

"Teacher Chen, I need to think about what you've said carefully!"

"I need to discuss this with my girlfriend," Fang Ziye said.

Upon hearing this, Old Chen said, "No need to consider it. After you arrive, it would be best if Dr. Luo also came. Many of our surgeons have been coveting her anesthesia skills for a long time."

"See those villas over there? I can give you the keys right now. You two can choose one to live in. Except for ownership, you can stay as long as you want."

"Besides, the cafeteria here is a real treat for the taste buds."

"You can order food," Old Chen tempted.

Gu Yi lowered his voice and said, "It has many cuisines in China, and the chef team is very high-end!"

"Basically, there are more than five teams every month."

Rich people really know how to enjoy life!
Five different cuisines every month, how creative are they?
Fang Ziye had never dared to think about this before.

However, the top billionaires in China have dozens of chefs and housekeepers at home, so it's not unreasonable for them to build a sanatorium with dozens of chefs.

"Teacher Chen!" Fang Ziye took a deep breath.

He was already interested.

In fact, Fang Ziye knew from Jin Hongzhou that his days at Zhongnan Hospital would not be easy, at least he had not yet broken out of that circle.

If I continue to stay at Zhongnan Hospital, I can still rise rapidly in my career, but there will be many constraints.

Zhongnan Hospital alone cannot withstand such immense pressure.

Unless Fang Ziye jumps to the School of Basic Medical Sciences, leaves the clinical circle, becomes a researcher, rises to the top level, and then returns to clinical practice, Fang Ziye will not be able to truly thrive.

Zhongnan Hospital couldn't withstand the pressure, and after Fang Ziye returned to academia, no one would force him to do anything, because Wuhan University could withstand such pressure.

Seoul University has no shortage of trauma surgeons, but it desperately needs top-notch medical research talent!

"I'd like to ask how much salary I can earn in a month?" Fang Ziye asked a rather realistic question.

Fang Ziye didn't want much. There were basically no expenses here, and he was satisfied with 20,000 yuan a month.

"Base salary is three, plus commission. We will pay your social insurance and housing fund according to the standard for military officers. You will receive a housing fund of six thousand per month."

"This commission is calculated based on the number of surgeries you perform," Old Chen said, then blinked.

He said, "I can open a special channel for you in Han City. If you have any preferred neighborhoods or school district properties, there are professionals who can help you negotiate."

"Getting a 20-30% discount shouldn't be a problem. If you stay here for a while, arranging a villa for you near East Lake is also an option."

"Regarding professional title promotion, with your current skills, Dr. Fang, you will definitely be promoted after a certain number of years. As for teaching titles, we can talk to Han City University."

"You can list your research articles under your current institution, but for certain special patents, we must have priority in using them."

"in addition……"

"..."

When Fang Ziye walked out of the Enshi Sanatorium, he felt as if he were in a dream.

Indeed, Fang Ziye truly felt the special treatment he received as a top-tier doctor.

Compared to a year ago, the conditions offered by the Enshi Sanatorium to win him over are many times better.

"Dr. Chen, I'll go back and think about it. I'll give you an answer by tonight at the latest," Fang Ziye said. Old Chen smiled and nodded: "No rush, Dr. Fang. Whenever you give me an answer, our conscription will be able to reach your unit."

"No one would disagree!"

During special training, the military enjoys special right-of-way. As long as the person in charge agrees, few departments dare to refuse the conscription of medical personnel and other professionals.

"Thank you, Teacher Chen." After saying goodbye, Fang Ziye wanted to hail a taxi.

However, just as Fang Ziye took out his phone, a small executive minibus drove out of the parking lot.

It stopped right next to Fang Ziye.

Old Chen said, "We don't have a dedicated business vehicle. This is a car we usually use to pick up and drop off multiple people, which is more convenient for getting around. Dr. Fang, let Xiao Dong take you there."

The young man Chen mentioned, Xiao Dong, was also in his forties or fifties, and he looked like a low-key, quiet, and steady middle-aged man.

After Fang Ziye got in the car, he simply told him the name of the hotel. Without saying a word, he drove Fang Ziye to the hotel entrance very smoothly and then patiently opened the door.

After Fang Ziye got out of the car, he simply smiled at Fang Ziye without saying anything else.

When Fang Ziye returned, it was nearly eleven o'clock.

Ke Luo Tingzhu was still huddled under the covers, playing on her phone; she had no time to write her graduation thesis.

Upon hearing Fang Ziye open the door, Luo Tingzhu's pretty face flushed red, and she quickly got up: "Get up, get up! You've been slacking off for so long today!"

Seeing that Luo Tingzhu was about to wash up, Fang Ziye quickly said, "Tingzhu, I need to discuss something with you..."

Luo Tingzhu tilted her head as she brushed her teeth: "Senior brother, you say it."

"Swish, swish, swish," Luo Tingzhu began brushing her teeth.

Fang Ziye then recounted the matters discussed with the old Chinese medicine doctor Chen, and Luo Tingzhu's brushing motions became slower and slower!

She quickly rinsed her mouth after Fang Ziye finished speaking.

After quickly swiping for another half minute, he said, "Senior brother, you want to agree, right?"

“I think it’s fine. You can take the days off, go on a trip, have both weekends off and holidays, and even ignore the need for time off in lieu of leave.”

"This treatment is already top-tier in our country!"

"Six thousand in housing provident fund? That's much higher than the government fund," Luo Tingzhu replied.

"Do you want to come with me? Then we won't have anywhere to go shopping, and we might have to buy things online," Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu loves shopping and eating.

But in Eun-si, to be honest, there are very few places to go shopping, and even the clothes in the malls are all from the very old era.

"Besides, didn't you want to pursue a postdoctoral degree?" Fang Ziye asked.

Luo Tingzhu said, "Senior brother, are you confused?"

"Does working at a postdoctoral research station require fixed working hours and a fixed location?"

"All I need is to produce something, right?"

"Just do a dissertation defense when the time comes!"

“Teacher Deng couldn’t possibly disagree. Moreover, based on what you’ve said, I’m guessing she asked you to come a long time ago, and she’s advised you many times. She must have seen through all of this beforehand.”

"It's just that your treatment and status back then weren't as good as they are now."

"Your teacher will respect your choices more!"

"Agree to it, I think it's a good idea!" Luo Tingzhu said.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye tapped the table and, after a long while, slowly nodded.

Enshi Sanatorium offers high salaries, good benefits, short working hours, and is closer to home. It also provides ample start-up funding and research grants. Even if Fang Ziye cannot apply for general research projects, he is not afraid of being unable to conduct research.

The number of surgeries performed is also quite high!

This is almost the most perfect situation under the current circumstances, but it may disappoint Master Yuan Weihong's good intentions in preparing for his trip abroad!
Fang Ziye then called Dr. Chen back!
Dr. Chen happily agreed.

Fifteen minutes later, Deng Yong called Fang Ziye, his tone calm: "Ziye, you agreed?"

“Yes, Master!” Fang Ziye replied.

"I think most things are quite good, and it doesn't mean I have to cut off all contact with the outside world. I can attend academic conferences, and I can come back whenever I want. I think it's great!"

Deng Yong breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's good that you agreed."

"Do it well."

"Sigh..." Deng Yong sighed again, and then took a few deep breaths.

I imagine he's feeling a mix of emotions right now.

He had raised such an outstanding student, but he couldn't protect him. He could only send Fang Ziye to stay elsewhere for protection.

It's no wonder Deng Yong felt terrible.

But what can he do? How many tricks does he have up his sleeve?

He doesn't even have the ability to provide Fang Ziye with enough research funding now. If he keeps Fang Ziye by his side, he'll only be harming him!

At this moment, Deng Yong finally understood that sentence completely.

If your family background and power aren't exceptionally high, having a daughter who is as beautiful as an angel isn't necessarily a good thing.

A child carrying gold through a bustling market!
“Master, I can come back to see you anytime!” Fang Ziye replied.

Now that Fang Ziye is getting older and has matured to a certain point, he can no longer always think that his master can shield him from everything.

Changing your work environment is a way to protect yourself and also a way to reduce stress for teachers.

"Come back soon," Deng Yong simply said.

"I got a call, I need to go and take care of it," Deng Yong said.

Deng Yong didn't say he would take the call; he said he would have to deal with it, and it was probably going to be quite troublesome.

Of course, no matter how troublesome it is, the things that need to be done still need to be done, and the things that need to be encountered still need to be encountered.

“Okay!” Fang Ziye replied.

Half an hour later, when Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu were having lunch at a restaurant, Gu Yi also made a voice call to Fang Ziye.

"Ziye, congratulations! You've obtained access to the sanatorium that's practically only available to top professors."

"And you'll be treated like an officer as soon as you come in!"

Military officers are entitled to corresponding political, work, and salary benefits, housing benefits, free medical care, convalescent care, insurance benefits, and leave and family visit benefits, etc., in accordance with the law.

"Aren't you one?" Fang Ziye asked.

"I'm not one yet! You can learn more about this subsidiary business later."

"But you don't really need to know too much. You've only come to Enshi Sanatorium, not a formal military hospital."

"However, this place is quite special, so you are also one of those special cases."

"Finally, I have a brother I can rely on." Gu Yi's voice was full of joy.

……

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye realized that Gu Yi wouldn't be able to enjoy any villa benefits; he could only live in an apartment building!
Moreover, Gu Yi's salary is not very high, but his benefits are quite good. His salary is equivalent to that of a company commander, and he will have to be promoted slowly.

Luo Tingzhu said, "Senior brother, there's no rush for my procedures, anyway, I don't have that much of a presence in the hospital."

"Either is fine," Fang Ziye replied.

“This way, our holiday can be extended by at least half a month, which means we can take our time to travel and enjoy ourselves!” Fang Ziye said with a smile.

Luo Tingzhu nodded: "..."

Time flies like water, and in the blink of an eye, more than twenty days have passed.

November 29th.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu took a taxi from the airport in Wuhan to Zhongnan Hospital.

November 30th is a Friday, and Fang Ziye has to go to Zhongnan Hospital to complete the final procedures.

The procedure Fang Ziye is currently going through is not a formal requisition, but rather a temporary transfer.

Fang Ziye's personnel file remains unchanged; he is still a doctor at Zhongnan Hospital, but his work unit has changed. This kind of procedure is actually quite troublesome to follow.

However, with the arrangements made by Dr. Chen and others, all Fang Ziye had to do was sign the papers.

"Tingzhu, go pack your luggage first. We'll hire a moving company to help us move our things to the new house, and then we'll go to Enshi."

"Have you and your teacher already agreed?" Fang Ziye asked.

"It's settled, Teacher Zeng agreed!"

“However, I can only go after I graduate. Graduation is a big deal, and I believe Dr. Chen and the others will understand,” Luo Tingzhu said.

“Perfect timing. I can use this time to write my thesis and do some basic anatomy,” Luo Tingzhu replied with a smile.

After they parted ways, Fang Ziye headed straight for the administrative building of Zhongnan Hospital.

director's office.

Fang Ziye's materials and signed forms are currently stored here.

Fang Ziye had called Dean Wang Xinghuan beforehand, so when Fang Ziye arrived, Wang Xinghua was already waiting inside with a worried expression, though he didn't look too good.

"Teacher Wang!" Fang Ziye knocked on the door and then walked in properly.

Wang Xinghuan looked up and took a deep breath: "Sit down, Xiao Fang."

Fang Ziye sat down and said, "Teacher Wang, I'm here to sign and submit the form."

Wang Xinghuan asked, "Ziye, what are you thinking? Is it because the hospital isn't treating you well enough? Or have you encountered any difficulties at work?"

“I called and asked Director Du and your teacher Director Deng carefully, but I didn’t hear that you had suffered any injustice.”

Fang Ziye certainly didn't suffer any mistreatment; he was treated well with good food and drink!

The only difference is that Fang Ziye has lost his relative freedom and is now a highly skilled medical worker who is being "raised" in a different way.

"Teacher Wang, it's not that the hospital and department's benefits are not good enough, but due to a series of coincidences, I want to temporarily change my work environment."

Fang Ziye couldn't complain to Wang Xinghuan.

Moreover, the matter has already been settled, and Fang Ziye cannot turn back.

“Ziye, the place you’re going to isn’t exactly a safe haven. If things go well, all will be well, but if anything goes wrong, the trouble will be endless!” Wang Xinghuan replied.

Fang Ziye said, "Professor Wang, the doctor-patient relationship is quite tense everywhere these days."

"This is a challenge that each of us must face."

It's as if the surgeries in the department are easy to handle if they don't go well.

"Don't you want to stay anymore? Have you made up your mind?" Wang Xinghuan asked.

"If you're still hesitant, I can help you reject this application."

"It won't have any impact on you."

Wang Xinghuan spoke the truth.

If Fang Ziye agrees now, he can send the procedure back.

Fang Ziye said, "Teacher Wang, thank you, but I have thought this through carefully, and I will definitely come back to work in the future."

Fang Ziye's decision to go to the sanatorium has a deeper meaning.

Currently, the pinnacle of trauma surgery technology is actually in military hospitals. Fang Ziye went to a sanatorium, where he could access the best technical resources.

As long as Fang Ziye can learn it, he can bring all of these things with him.

What you've brought into your mind and hands, no one can take away from you.

Of course, Fang Ziye was also well aware that while it might be easy to get in, it would be very difficult to get out again.

But things will work themselves out when they reach the bridge.

There will definitely be a solution when the time comes!

"Alright then, since you've made up your mind, Ziye, I won't try to persuade you any further."

"Actually, I can't assess whether your choice is right or wrong, but I've always maintained that attitude. For doctors in our hospital, as long as they're pursuing a better future, I won't hold them back."

"Ziye, if the opportunity is right, you can come back sooner."

“This is your home, and we all welcome you,” Wang Xinghuan said.

Wang Xinghuan gave Fang Ziye a great deal of authority and set the highest standards for his training, but Fang Ziye still deviated from that direction.

Wang Xinghuan had no choice.

Naturally, Wang Xinghuan couldn't understand why Fang Ziye felt that the path was blocked.

We're all doctors, so who you treat doesn't matter.
There was no coercion on you. You could still rise through the ranks at Zhongnan Hospital and build all sorts of connections, but Fang Ziye insisted on going to those places.

Everyone has his own ambition!

With limited resources, a hundred boats race against each other.

That's how this world works.

After Fang Ziye signed the form and returned it to Wang Xinghuan, the procedure ended at Fang Ziye's level.

Afterwards, these materials need to be sent to the Provincial Health Commission and other special units for approval and stamping, but these are no longer matters for Fang Ziye to handle.

"Dean Wang, thank you for your hard work!" Fang Ziye said as he left the office.

Wang Xinghuan then asked another question: "Dr. Fang, aren't the patients in your department well-behaved enough?"

Fang Ziye blinked, looked back, and shook his head: "These are probably some of the most qualified patients I've encountered since I started studying medicine."

Fang Ziye offered no further explanation.

After saying goodbye, I went to help Luo Tingzhu pack her things.

At noon, the two ate takeout.

Moving this afternoon.

That evening, the two of them invited Deng Yong and their colleagues from the department to a reunion dinner, which was also a way of officially announcing their plans to get married.

Deng Yong got a little drunk that night and talked a lot with Fang Ziye. Some of his words sounded helpless, while others sounded like he was giving an explanation.

However, when Fang Ziye went to Enshi this time, Deng Yong did not say anything pointed.

Because this was beyond his comprehension, he didn't know how to deal with it and couldn't offer any brilliant solutions.

Fang Ziye took the teacher to the residential area and his fellow students to the hospital.

At the entrance, as he turned around, Fang Ziye looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Zhongnan Hospital. He was still there, and the emergency department was crowded.

However, whether they were acquaintances or strangers, they were all some distance away from Fang Ziye in the short term.

Fang Ziye turned around and swallowed all the mixed feelings in his heart.

Every choice involves sacrifice; there are gains and losses.

The following day, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu boarded a high-speed train to Enshi.

Four hours later, the two got off the train at Enshi Railway Station.

Fang Ziye wasn't treated any special way, like being greeted by a bunch of people as soon as he got off the bus. It was just a minibus, with the same driver, the same taciturn driver, who waved goodbye after dropping Fang Ziye off at the villa's entrance.

Not a word of nonsense.

But this is good enough.

Money doesn't grow on trees, and treating others with courtesy doesn't mean being extravagant.

In the villa area, Fang Ziye hadn't had his face recorded yet, but his information had already been registered. After showing his ID card and registering at the entrance of the community, Fang Ziye successfully got the keys.

The gatekeepers weren't elderly men, but several strong-looking young men in security uniforms: "Hello, your paperwork is done. Here's the key and the password; you'll need to set it yourself."

"The initial password is six zeros. You can register your fingerprint or facial recognition yourself."

"You can order takeout here, and we can deliver it to your doorstep!" the man said very politely.

Those who can stay in the villa area are basically the top experts in the sanatorium.

Although Fang Ziye is young, the fact that he was able to obtain this qualification shows that someone recognizes his abilities!

He didn't doubt Fang Ziye's abilities; having come from the military, he firmly believed in the existence of geniuses.

"Thank you," Fang Ziye said politely before walking into the villa area with Luo Tingzhu.

The scenery in the neighborhood is beautiful, with birds chirping constantly and few fallen leaves, which means it must be cleaned up regularly!
Even the black bag in the trash can was brand new and flat, as if it had been deliberately smoothed out.

Fang Ziye had just arrived at the house and hadn't even had a chance to sit down when he received a phone call.

It was Gu Yi calling: "Ziye, have you gotten off the bus yet?"

"There's an emergency here, and we might need you to come in a little early. Are you coming?"

"What's going on?" Fang Ziye hadn't even put his luggage down yet.

"It's quite complicated, and I can't explain it in just a few words. You'll understand when you get here," Gu Yi replied hastily, and then hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)