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Chapter 555 The True Nature of the Sanatorium
"Director Liang, what exactly is the Enshi Sanatorium? I've been here for almost a month, and I still don't quite understand it!" Fang Ziye asked after a moment of silence following getting into the car.

Director Liang may not tell the whole truth, but it's at least 80-90% true.

Even though this place is called a 'high-end sanatorium,' Fang Ziye couldn't assess just how high-status the patients he had come into contact with really were.

If it were to be described as an absolute military sanatorium, not all of the patients Fang Ziye encountered were former soldiers.

Therefore, the nature of this situation indeed puzzled Fang Ziye.

Military sanatoriums are not something to be ashamed of. There is a sanatorium near Zhongnan Hospital, located in the East Lake Moshan Scenic Area.

Hubei Provincial Veterans Hospital is a similar institution.

But these places are more pristine!
Enshi Sanatorium is somewhat different. Not only does it have a top-notch treatment team, but it also has such advanced laboratories, where basic scientific research is conducted.

"Why would Professor Fang suddenly ask that? The sign on the sanatorium now reads 'Military Region Sanatorium,' and its main clients are soldiers, police officers, and firefighters," Director Liang replied.

“I thought so at first, but now I realize that’s not the case.”

"If it's the kind of nursing home I'm familiar with, then our trauma group should have quite a few patients with functional impairments by now."

"But Dean Chen has always insisted on giving us the right to choose our own patients, which is quite different from the nature of traditional sanatoriums."

"And teaching and research?"

After pondering for a while, Fang Ziye asked in a low voice, "If Dean Chen really needed to be a traditional sycophant, he wouldn't need to run back to Enshi."

Director Liang asked with some curiosity, "Dean Chen even told you all this? Then Dean Chen really likes Professor Fang."

"Even I don't know what happened to Dean Chen."

Fang Ziye shook his head: "It wasn't Dean Chen who said it, it was Boss Chen who said it."

Chen Guangbai did not say that such matters should not be spread, only that the details should not be spread.

Anyone who is interested in investigating the matter of the old Chinese medicine doctor Chen Song should be able to find some clues.

"Mr. Chen was also an exceptionally talented traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, it's just a pity!"

"I've heard Dean Chen mention Dr. Chen more than once. It's such a pity."

When Director Liang saw that Fang Ziye still wanted to ask more questions, he smiled and said, "Professor Fang, don't ask too many questions. If you really can stay at the Enshi Sanatorium for a long time, you will eventually find out."

"I will definitely tell you what I need to tell you."

"What I can't tell you, I naturally can't reveal."

“What you said makes a lot of sense. If Dean Chen wanted to curry favor with the powerful, there would be no need for him to return to Enshi and spend so much effort building such a sanatorium.”

"Its more accurate name should be a comprehensive sanatorium," Director Liang said, keeping everyone in suspense.

Fang Ziye stopped asking questions and stopped making things difficult for Director Liang.

Director Liang was taking Fang Ziye to the airport, where Fang Ziye was flying from Enshi to Chengdu. Once in Chengdu, someone would pick him up and take him to a sanatorium for a consultation.

This time, we may not immediately perform surgery; instead, we will first assess the patient's specific condition.

"Goodbye, Professor Fang!" Director Liang waved to Fang Ziye.

……

Two hours later, Fang Ziye exited Chengdu Tianfu Airport.

Upon arriving at the agreed-upon exit, a middle-aged man, probably in his forties, very enthusiastically helped Fang Ziye put his suitcase in the trunk, and greeted him with a smile, "Professor Fang, although Dean Nong told you before you came that you would be very young."

"But after seeing you in person, I still find it unbelievable how young you are. You are probably the youngest doctor I have ever seen in the sanatorium."

Those who can get into the sanatorium are basically chief physicians or associate chief physicians. They may not be the most outstanding people, but at the very least, they are chief physicians from prefecture-level city hospitals.

"Thank you for your hard work, brother." Fang Ziye didn't waste any more words. After getting into the car, he continued to review the patient's medical records.

Seeing that Fang Ziye didn't intend to say anything more, the driver wisely kept quiet as well.

The patient was in his thirties and was a high-ranking military officer. He had sustained a minor injury after a mission, and after an MRI scan, all his missions were immediately suspended.

A routine physical examination does not check for blood-related diseases; at most, it may involve a color Doppler ultrasound of the solid organs and a blood test.

Multiple aneurysms cannot be detected by blood tests.

After an MRI, an emergency full-body ultrasound was performed, which revealed twelve aneurysms throughout the body.

Among them, the most dangerous are aneurysms in the thoracic aorta and two intracranial aneurysms...

A subsequent MRI revealed aneurysms in the arteries supplying blood to other solid organs, including the liver, making the situation extremely challenging...

Fang Ziye doesn't actually have a particularly good solution for this patient; he just wanted to come and take a look out of curiosity.

There's no particularly good solution, but it's not that there isn't one. It's just not the optimal solution.

The airport was some distance from Chengdu. It took Fang Ziye more than an hour to walk there before he was led to the entrance of a very quiet sanatorium.

It's smaller than the Enshi Sanatorium.

There are also dormitory buildings, but the furnishings are rather old, though the environment is still beautiful, after all, Chengdu is known as the Land of Abundance.

"Professor Fang, this is it!"

"We'll start from here." Just as the driver was about to say that he was going to take Fang Ziye inside, three people came out of the sanatorium.

The leader was probably over sixty years old, with gray hair, a face full of wrinkles, a slightly plump figure, and a smiling face.

"Professor Fang, we've been waiting for you!" The one who spoke was probably Dean Nong, whom the driver had mentioned.

"Hello Dean Nong, I'm Fang Ziye." Fang Ziye watched as the driver unloaded his suitcase and pushed it toward the dormitory building on the side, without asking any further questions.

The driver had previously told Fang Ziye that he could stay here and had given him the room number. Fang Ziye only needed to go to the door to pick up the key.

Dean Nong then led Fang Ziye inside.

During the process of entering, Fang Ziye learned that this place no longer belonged to Rongcheng, but to MS City, which borders Rongcheng.

Unlike Enshi Sanatorium, Meishan Sanatorium has more than 1000 beds for recuperation and reception, and 150 beds for medical treatment.

The hotel offers a variety of guest rooms, including villas, luxury suites, deluxe standard rooms, and standard rooms, each with its own unique style. It also features a multi-functional lecture hall, conference rooms, a banquet hall, a gym, a chess and card room, and a library.

The main road leading in is lined with a bronze gatehouse, its carved beams and painted rafters exuding an antique charm.

Upon entering the sanatorium, a faint scent of traditional Chinese medicine filled the air. According to Director Nong, this was homemade incense, which, when lit, could calm the mind and promote sleep. "Director Nong, do you mean that besides medical beds, there's also a private sanatorium and hotel accommodations here?" Fang Ziye asked.

Dean Nong smiled and nodded: "Yes, Professor Fang, we don't have much funding here, so we've taken on more other projects."

"Of course, our main business is also health and wellness."

"We heard in the group that Professor Fang wanted to visit the patient who is recuperating here. You can't imagine how happy we were."

"Professor Fang, this way, this way please..." Dean Nong continued to lead Fang Ziye further inside, taking him to the actual medical area.

……

In less than an hour, Fang Ziye sprinted out.

He kept looking back as he walked, his expression extremely conflicted, his lips twitching, as if he wanted to curse the old lady out loud!

With a gloomy face, Fang Ziye went to the "dormitory" next door to collect his luggage. He didn't dare let the driver take him anymore, but instead called a ride-hailing service and headed straight to the airport.

While sitting in the back row, Fang Ziye hurriedly made a reservation!
Meishan Sanatorium truly focuses on recuperation rather than treatment.

The sanatorium only treats cardiovascular diseases; it doesn't treat other diseases at all.

The entire sanatorium ward has only four doctors: one deputy director, another retired traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and the other two who came after graduating from junior college...

My daily work involves dispensing medication, writing medical orders, and conducting routine ward rounds. At most, I'm just a high-level "inspection worker"!
If anything seems amiss, the patient will go directly to the military hospital.

They sent messages in the group, hoping to get that "buddy" out of the sanatorium.

The cardiovascular surgery department at West China Hospital wouldn't dare to perform the surgery, so other hospitals certainly wouldn't admit the patient. Since they didn't want that guy to take up a hospital bed, they arranged for him to recuperate here.

Fang Ziye checked his basic information. Because he had previously served in the special forces, he was in excellent physical condition. During a physical examination, multiple hemangiomas were discovered by chance.

It is estimated that the possibility of it exploding in the short term is very low. However, if this problem is not resolved, it is basically impossible for him to return to service.

After booking his plane ticket, Fang Ziye checked online about the current situation of many sanatoriums!
They are basically similar in nature to the Meishan Sanatorium.

This is really a bit strange!
The situation at the Meishan Sanatorium was completely the opposite of that at the Enshi Sanatorium!
Fang Ziye's brows furrowed into a deep frown. He simply couldn't understand why the Enshi Sanatorium was like that, while the Meishan Sanatorium was like this.

"Young man, are you here for tourism? The holiday hasn't even started yet, why are you going back already? Do you have any plans to visit other places? I know..." the driver invited warmly.

"No need, my next stop is Hubei Province. My plane ticket is already booked." Fang Ziye decisively refused, while also suppressing what the other party wanted to say.

Fang Ziye knew that ride-hailing drivers like this would receive a commission if they could take customers to certain scenic spots or restaurants.

This is especially true in places with a highly developed tourism industry.

"Oh, I see. Then you're welcome to come to Meishan again next time, brother." The driver didn't say anything more.

Since it's not a holiday, plane tickets are easy to buy.

There are quite a few flights from Chengdu back to Wuhan. Fang Ziye got off the plane in just over two hours, while Luo Tingzhu was still in shock.

I guess she's either in the lab or in the library, engrossed in her work.

Fang Ziye took the subway directly to the station closest to Luo Tingzhu's house, got off, and then walked to the entrance of the community with his suitcase.

I entered by scanning my face, and after pressing my fingerprint at the door, the door opened.

However, as soon as Fang Ziye pushed the door open, Luo Tingzhu, who was inside the house, was startled.

"Who!~" came the spoiled voice.

"Tingzhu, it's me. I came back early. Are you home? I thought you were in the lab, so I didn't call you," Fang Ziye quickly said.

Luo Tingzhu ran out barefoot, wearing only socks and pink bunny pajamas.

Seeing Fang Ziye close the door and change his shoes, she was overjoyed and rushed towards him.

Fang Ziye hugged him tightly, cuddling him for about ten seconds before letting go: "What are you doing? Why aren't you replying to my messages at home?"

"Didn't you say you were going to the library yesterday?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingzhu quickly replied, "I went to the library today and ran into an annoying senior, so I came back."

“He got my phone number from somewhere and kept texting me. I got annoyed and just took out the SIM card.”

"If I had known you were coming back today, I would have checked my phone."

"Annoying senior brother? Who is it?" Fang Ziye changed his shoes, pushed the suitcase aside, and his eyes were filled with a hint of gloom.

“She’s a relative of Teacher Deng. I didn’t tell you before, senior brother,” Luo Tingzhu explained.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye frowned slightly: "I'll see if I have time to meet with him in the next few days."

"Have you bought any groceries? I'm hungry. I went to Meishan and rushed back without even eating."

Luo Tingzhu is very good-looking, so she might be a little shameless.

Luo Tingzhu said, "Senior brother, you haven't eaten yet? I'll go change my clothes, let's go out to eat..."

……

After Luo Tingzhu and Fang Ziye went out together, Luo Tingzhu, wearing light pink fur gloves, held Fang Ziye's hand while waiting for the car and asked, "Senior brother? Why is there such a big difference between the sanatorium you went to today and the one in Enshi?"

Fang Ziye shook his head: "I don't know the specifics either. Anyway, I only sat for a while and then quickly left."

"No wonder those professors advised me against it before I was about to leave."

"Can't afford to offend!"

Luo Tingzhu didn't usually pay much attention to these things, and she didn't want to think about it too much: "Is it okay if we go to Haidilao, senior brother?"

"Of course! After we finish eating, let's go look at a car!" Fang Ziye picked up his phone and checked the time; it was only a little past four in the afternoon.

"Senior brother, are you going to buy a car?" Luo Tingzhu asked with some surprise.

"I had this plan in mind when I came back this time, because it's not very convenient to get around in the Enshi Sanatorium."

"I checked online before, and it's the most cost-effective time to buy a car in December. Insurance companies and dealerships need to meet their half-year and year-end performance targets, so the discounts will be relatively larger."

"What are you doing in the study? You don't seem to be writing any documents," Fang Ziye asked at this moment.

"Embroidery!" Luo Tingzhu's soft voice was tinged with shyness.

(End of this chapter)