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Chapter 558 Core Bone (Please Subscribe)
"What's so cruel about that? The doctor-patient relationship should be the purest one: we are the doctors, and she is the patient."

"Promising to go to their school's New Year's Eve party was already overstepping my bounds."

“We went there, but we didn’t meet her. She didn’t say anything about having dinner together or meeting up again. So we’ve kept our promise.”

"I also sent the information about our situation at the scene to her mother!"

“Getting too entangled with patients is not a good thing,” Fang Ziye replied calmly while holding the steering wheel.

Others may not understand, but as a doctor, it is essential to have some knowledge of it.

Transference is an important concept in psychoanalysis, referring to the phenomenon in therapy where patients project their past feelings, attitudes, or expectations toward important figures onto the therapist.

This emotional response can be positive, such as trust and dependence, or negative, such as hostility and aversion.

Fang Ziye was unwilling to take on either type of job.

"Senior brother, do you think this young girl might be experiencing her first love?" Luo Tingzhu asked, her eyes sparkling with a gentle, shimmering light.

Fang Ziye rolled her eyes upon hearing this; "You're a big sister now, is it appropriate to make jokes like this about a little kid?"

"The other party in this gossip is your boyfriend. You're so carefree!" Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

“That’s possible!” Luo Tingzhu nodded solemnly, opened the snack bag with her right hand, and pulled out a roll of garbage bags with her left hand, placing them at her feet.

Your mouth should never be empty.

……

Fang Ziye did not drive directly to Enshi, but exited the highway in Ba County.

Then I went straight home!

As they were about to exit the highway, Luo Tingzhu called Fang Ziye's mother, Liang Xia, to tell her that the two of them were going home.

Therefore, when the two arrived home, the elderly couple were busy in the kitchen.

There are plenty of chickens and ducks, fish are being steamed, and beef and mutton are being blanched.

After the two entered the kitchen, they each went to help. Fang Ziye went to wash the radishes. Stir-fried beef with radish shreds or stewed mutton with radishes are both delicious!
Luo Tingzhu went to the front of the earthen stove to start a fire.

Luo Tingzhu's grandmother's house used to have a traditional earthen stove like this, which she was very skilled at using.

We were busy until about four o'clock, and the food was all on the table.

As Fang Nan took off her apron, she complained to Fang Ziye, "You made the call at the last minute. Your mother and I just got back from your grandmother's house. Remember to call earlier next time."

"It's this late, even if you're not hungry, Tingzhu is."

"There's no lunch either!"

Fang Ziye said, "I was afraid you would go overboard, so I called you at the last minute. Actually, buying two pieces of meat and stir-frying them with two kinds of vegetables would be enough."

"Neither Tingzhu nor I are picky eaters."

Luo Tingzhu readily agreed: "Yes, Uncle!"

Luo Tingzhu is younger than Fang Ziye; she is the older sister in the family, so it is correct for her to call Fang Nan "Uncle."

"Nonsense! Tingzhu is just embarrassed; it's you who's being unreasonable!"

“Tingzhu, next time you go home, call ahead and don’t listen to him.” Liang Xia and Fang Nan stood on the same side.

Luo Tingzhu looked at the seven dishes on the table, feeling both happy and worried.

Four people, seven dishes—isn't that blatant corruption and waste?
As expected, the four of them couldn't finish even a single plate of vegetables before they were all too full to eat anymore.

"This cured pork trotter is delicious. Tingzhu, would you like to gnaw on another one?" Liang Xia asked affectionately.

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingzhu quickly waved her hand, "No need, Auntie, I'm already full! Overeating is bad for your stomach!"

Then, Luo Tingzhu helped clear the dishes, while Fang Nan pulled Fang Ziye aside and asked furtively, "Have you asked how much dowry Tingzhu's family is planning to ask for?"

"If we want too much, you'll definitely have to give us some more."

Fang Ziye shook his head: "I haven't asked her family!"

Fang Nan gave Fang Ziye a light tap on the head: "What's wrong with you? Why didn't you ask about something so important?"

“I’ve heard that bride prices are quite high these days. They range from 100,000 to 288,000 yuan here, but your mother and I don’t know about other places.”

“We heard that a woman from the next town married into the family from Yu City and received a dowry of 388,000 yuan, but the woman brought everything with her.”

"How much money do you have saved now?" Fang Nan asked again.

"Actually, no need. Tingzhu's family is quite special. She said she didn't want it, so she didn't have to. Of course, we can give her a little something, which will go directly to her."

"Left hand to right hand, it's the same thing!" Fang Ziye replied.

Fang Nan knew that Luo Tingzhu's parents had divorced.

However, Fang Nan was still quite traditional: "With parents around, it's not proper to discuss such matters directly with a girl."

“I think you should still let her ask her father or mother. If they criticize our Fang family for being ignorant, that would be bad.”

Fang Ziye said, "Tingzhu doesn't want to see her parents, and it's difficult for them to get together. How can we ask her about this?"

"Dad, you don't need to worry about this. If her parents want a bride price, I'll pay it!"

"You're going to give it to me? You've only just started working, how much money could you possibly have?" Fang Nan said, his arms crossed. In his eyes, Fang Ziye was just a greenhorn.

You will inevitably need to know what the world is really like.

Fang Ziye gestured three.

"Three hundred thousand might not be enough for a wedding!" Fang Nan said.

He didn't say it was definitely not enough, he just said it might not be enough.

Fang Ziye still needs to buy a house and other things.

“Over three million. I just bought a car with Tingzhu for over five hundred thousand,” Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

"What did you do?" Fang Nan's expression changed drastically upon hearing this, instinctively assuming that Fang Ziye had robbed a bank.

Fang Ziye then explained in detail where his money came from, and then said, "What can a medical student like me, a doctor, do?"

"The country's policies are very good now, and it attaches great importance to scientific research. There are talent introductions, scientific research awards, and some patent transfer and licensing fees, that's all."

“I was just afraid that you and Mom wouldn’t be able to accept it right away, so I didn’t tell you. Now is the perfect time.”

“Really, all of it has been taxed. Except for the money for talent introduction, which is exempt from tax according to national regulations, everything else can be found in the tax system,” Fang Ziye said.

Fang Nan fell silent.

After a half-minute silence, he reached out and touched Fang Ziye's forehead: "Little Ye'er, you've grown up and can earn your own money now, so your parents can rest easy."

"No matter how much money you have, the bride price and wedding are the parents' responsibility, and we should still pay for them."

Fang Ziye tilted his head and said, "Dad, then let's make a gentleman's agreement!"

"It is the responsibility and obligation of parents to help their children get married, and it is the responsibility of children to take care of their parents in their old age. If you help me get married, I will arrange for your and Mom's old age."

You can't refuse!

"Don't push yourself so hard in the future. You like fishing, right? Go fishing more often, go fishing along the Yangtze River. And when we have kids in the future, you can come and help us out."

"We should rent out the storefront at home."

“While you and Mom are still in good health, go on more trips. Don’t you always say that if it weren’t for me, you would have gone on trips a long time ago?” Fang Ziye replied.

Upon hearing this, Fang Nan's eyes reddened slightly, and he spat out words: "That was a lie!"

"We'll definitely keep the family business going, to earn some money for our retirement. When we have grandchildren, we can help them out a bit." Fang Nan shook his head, his face full of satisfaction.

"Then you don't need to worry about my marriage, Dad. It's a gentleman's agreement," Fang Ziye said somewhat stubbornly.

He also wanted his parents to have an easier time in their old age!
The family even runs a small business selling glazed tiles, earning hard-earned money, and it involves working at heights. Fang Ziye doesn't want his parents to take any more risks!

Fang Ziye didn't have any capital before, but now that he does, it's no wonder he's trying to convince his parents.

Furthermore, Fang Ziye also wanted to prepare them in case someone told them later that they had paid enough social security contributions so they could receive their pensions without worry, so they would be mentally prepared.

"You think you're all grown up now?" Fang Nan raised his left hand to strike.

In the end, I still couldn't bear to part with it.

Just kidding. Fang Ziye's current achievements are unique in the entire family. If Fang Nan were to tell his father now that he wanted to create a separate family genealogy, his father would probably just be overjoyed and spread the news far and wide.

Because Fang Ziye was compiling the family genealogy, he would inevitably have to include him.

Fang Ziye was beaten by his father even though he was nearly sixty years old and had to make a false accusation.

"This time, let's talk seriously about why you came to Enshi."

"Why not stay in Han City?" Fang Nan led Fang Ziye upstairs to sit down, avoiding Luo Tingzhu's question.

"Making money can also bring some benefits to your parents."

"There's a military sanatorium in Enshi where you can earn merit, and I've heard that family members can also receive a lot of benefits, like you and Mom!"

"After I've made a certain amount of merit, I can even give you a pension!" Fang Ziye said.

"Really?" Upon hearing this, Fang Nan was filled with fear and excitement at the same time!

He's just an ordinary nobody, running a small business and earning a meager living through hard work.

If two people go out to work, they can earn around 100,000 yuan a year if they work hard and save money.

It's better than farming, but not by much.

Those who have pensions are employees of large factories who have paid social security for a sufficient number of years, or wealthy people who pay their own social security contributions, or those with a secure job!

"Of course it's true. Although it's not much, it should be enough for retirement."

"I know you probably won't accept the money I give you and Mom for your retirement, but you have no reason not to accept the money the government gives you, right?"

"It won't take long, at most a few years."

"And the salary there is high, at least 30,000 a month!" Fang Ziye said.

"How much?" Fang Nan's eyes popped out.

Thirty thousand—that was the income he earned in three months of doing business, but Fang Ziye received it in just one month!

If this were to get out, it would definitely shock a lot of people.

On short video platforms, the average monthly income is one million yuan. In reality, very few people earn more than ten thousand yuan a month. That's a fact.

"Thirty thousand!"

“Dad, your son is a PhD and an associate professor now. This salary isn’t particularly high.”

"If it were the computer or other industries, the pay could be even higher!"

"But I'm already satisfied," Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

In his mind, he thought that this was just the basic salary and performance bonus; bonuses for publishing articles, provincial awards, or national awards were not included.

Consultation fees for surgeries, stipends and subsidies for attending academic conferences, etc., are of course not included!
There's no need to tell you about the dividends from my own patent transfers, Dad, so you won't have to worry!
"enough!"

“My son has grown up and can catch bugs outside by himself, so I can rest assured.”

Fang Nan then pressed on, "If you do well there, your mother and I can both receive pensions?"

"No, it's retirement pension?"

"Won't this affect your future?" Fang Nan asked.

Fang Ziye shook his head and said, "Of course not!"

"Dad, Mom, why don't you buy a house in Enshi? I'll be coming back to Enshi often in the future, and even after I leave Enshi, I'll still come back frequently."

"At least we'll have a place to stay."

“Okay! I’ll go with your mom to take a look after a while,” Fang Nan said.

The family's money was originally intended for Fang Ziye to buy a house and a car. Now that Fang Ziye has taken care of everything himself, they don't plan to leave it idle.

Even if I go back to my hometown to retire, having a house in Enshi will make it convenient for me to live there.

With spare money at home, who wouldn't want to live a better life?
"What about doing business?" Fang Ziye persisted in asking.

"After we finish this year's work and process some orders, your mother and I will open a small shop!" Fang Nan said with a smile.

"Actually, running a small shop isn't good either. Moving things around is tiring. Why don't you open a mahjong parlor? You just need to clean it up every day, or you can rent it out and collect rent," Fang Ziye suggested.

The small shops in town are almost going out of business, so opening one is just asking for trouble.

"Let's see. We'll finish the orders this year."

"I was originally planning to go to Wuhan to look at houses for you, but I guess we don't need to now," Fang Nan said with a smile.

"Yes, you and Mom definitely need to come to Han City to help look after things. You two know so much!"

"Didn't you used to do renovations?" Fang Ziye said decisively.

The family business started with aluminum alloy doors and windows and then switched to glazed tile business. Fang Nan has some knowledge of design.

In the future, when we need to install doors or windows at home, my father will still be able to carry them.

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on it for you then."

"Hehe..." Fang Nan felt completely refreshed, both physically and mentally.

After Luo Tingzhu and Liang Xia finished washing the dishes, the group walked around the car again.

In town, BBA is a brand that many people recognize. It's not necessarily prestigious, but it's certainly not embarrassing.

Some people came over to ask a few questions, scrutinizing Fang Ziye and praising his success, which made Fang Nan laugh so hard his stained teeth almost fell out. Liang Xia, in particular, was the most capable, always laughing and saying things like, "Fang Ziye's alright, not bad either," and so on...

The two left the town that evening.

It wasn't that he didn't want to stay longer, but during the New Year's Day holiday, Fang Ziye needed to return to the sanatorium to treat another batch of patients and discuss with the professors in the hand surgery group the types of diseases the hand surgery department planned to treat.

As a group leader across multiple groups, the higher the authority, the heavier the tasks, so you can't be careless.

However, Luo Tingzhu was a little unhappy after returning to the villa.

Two things happened: one was that her period started, and the other was that she ate too much and felt it was a waste not to finish all the meat.

"Why don't you take the bus back tomorrow and help me eat a little more?" Fang Ziye asked jokingly.

Luo Tingzhu shook her head: "Then let's not!"

Suddenly, her eyes widened in surprise, and she grabbed Fang Ziye's hand with her right: "Senior brother, could you... please stop touching me..."

"Let's go see a movie and relax for a bit." Fang Ziye pulled Luo Tingzhu to the screening room next door to lie down.

……

Early the next morning, Senior Brother Gu Yi arrived at the villa's entrance!

He asked, "Ziye, did I disturb you?"

Fang Ziye fanned himself with his hand: "What the hell? Brother Yi, you're supposed to be the senior brother, do you have to be so blunt about joking with your junior brothers and sisters?"

Fang Ziye didn't need to explain to Luo Tingzhu that she was menstruating and therefore couldn't do anything bad.

"That's good, let's go eat some rice noodles!"

"I heard you even drove a car here, so we don't have to take a taxi."

"Not bad, this car!" Gu Yi had already seen it in the parking lot before entering.

There was only one vehicle without a license plate.

"It's alright, it's quite comfortable to drive, no worse than the BMW my master used to drive," Fang Ziye joked.

"Hey, no wonder Master said you have a rebellious bone in your body, so you were waiting here all along."

"Professor Gong and the others will be back today. We'll have a small meeting with him later!"

"Ziye, should we admit more patients this month?" Gu Yi seemed eager to get started.

"OK!"

"Brother Yi, you can practice operating a few more internal fixation machines then," Fang Ziye said.

There were no surgeries at the sanatorium that Gu Yi could perform, so they could only contact him through local surgical procedures.

"Thank you, Ziye. I knew you were my best brother!" Gu Yi patted his chest.

After the two entered the villa, Luo Tingzhu had just finished applying her face cream!
Actually, she's just doing skincare now, she's not using any cosmetics.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Gu, we can head out for some noodles now." Luo Tingzhu was wearing a khaki trench coat and a high-necked striped sweater, looking quite elegant.

Gu Yi felt his mind was a bit chaotic at first glance, so he forcibly turned his head away, discarding the messy thoughts.

……

Luo Tingzhu, being very sensible, did not sit in the front passenger seat but instead went to the back seat.

Gu Yi, sitting in the passenger seat, said softly, "Ziye, after you left, Old Chinese Medicine Doctor Chen came to see me again and gave me a general overview of the true nature of the current sanatorium."

"What?" Fang Ziye tilted his head curiously.

"China Academy of Medical Sciences, Institute for Intractable and Complex Diseases Combining Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine!"

"Based on the military background, and referencing the research and clinical operation model of the Mayo Clinic, we focus on standardized treatment and research of difficult and complex diseases, with an appointment system as the foundation."

"Currently, we focus on traditional Chinese medicine surgery, supplemented by internal medicine, with rehabilitation as a secondary function. Our research platform is the foundation!" Gu Yi grinned, scratching his scalp hard with his right hand.

"Ziye, just who is this old Chinese medicine doctor Chen?"

With just a few official words, Gu Yi immediately dispelled Fang Ziye's doubts.

Chen Song, a veteran traditional Chinese medicine doctor, was the former vice chairman and chairman-elect of the China Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He spent a long time traveling in Beijing before retiring and returning to Enshi, Hubei Province.

He built a sanatorium here and equipped it with such a standardized research laboratory. How could it really be just an ordinary sanatorium?
How could a doctor who stands at the top of the Chinese medicine community in China possibly take on the role of hospital director just for recuperation purposes?
For Chen Song, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, if he wants to advance further, the pursuit of personal fame and fortune is no longer enough for him!
academician?

For him, being an academician probably doesn't mean much anymore.

"I do not know either!"

"But China has many similar research institutes, such as the Institute of Dermatology, Peking Union Medical College Hospital (also known as the Military Medical Orthopedics Research Institute), and so on..."

“I’ve never been exposed to this level of stuff before, and I don’t have the opportunity to be exposed to it now,” Fang Ziye shook his head.

Healthcare is one of the basic public services of a country, and it is precisely because it is basic that it is important.

The nation cannot be unaware that for many years, China has relied on overseas students for medical treatment, and there is a need to import advanced equipment and facilities.

China cannot simply give up and abandon the development of the medical industry.

Does China not want its medical industry to be at the forefront of the world, like the telecommunications, military, and high-speed rail industries, with every press conference attracting the attention of countless people?

Every industry that can reach the forefront of the world is the foundation of a nation.

However, the development speed of the medical industry has been passively slowed down.

The development of life sciences rarely allows for shortcuts or overtaking; it requires taking steady, step-by-step progress.

But how could Fang Ziye possibly know how many bureaus he had set up or how many research institutes he had established?

After listening to their conversation, Luo Tingzhu hesitated slightly: "Senior brother, isn't the top level of medical care in China currently found in top-tier hospitals like Peking Union Medical College Hospital and West China Hospital?"

"I've never understood why so many research institutes need to be established."

"Are the two different in nature?"

If you ask any Chinese person where the highest level of medical care is in China, they will invariably say top-tier hospitals like Peking Union Medical College Hospital and West China Hospital.

Fang Ziye could only guess: "Peking Union Medical College Hospital and West China Hospital are comprehensive hospitals, but in essence, they are still hospitals that cannot be reclassified as such."

"It is a professional institution that provides medical services to meet human medical needs and a service place for accommodating and treating patients."

"Even if we are now building a comprehensive hospital that integrates treatment and research, it cannot escape this nature."

“Research institutes are different; they don’t directly serve patients or provide medical services!”

"Instead, we focus on research and developing new treatments."

"The Enshi Sanatorium is probably another kind of innovation!"

“Research cannot be separated from clinical practice, nor can it be limited to clinical practice. The current concentrated breakthrough of the two-way appointment system is probably the most scientific form at present.”

"Even now, the development of medical care in our country is still in a relatively unbalanced stage, with a shortage of medical resources, especially in remote areas where there is a lack of good doctors!"

"Teaching hospitals should still prioritize teaching and cultivate more and better doctors; that is their primary goal."

"Although we have been working on integrating scientific research and teaching for many years, we still lack substantial breakthroughs!"

"Our country, China, currently has only a few breakthroughs that we can be most proud of, and most of them are produced in research institutes."

For example, artemisinin is not produced in a hospital laboratory.

Gu Yi then said, "So, Ziye, did we stumble upon a pretty amazing place by accident?"

"It might be, or it might not be!"

"Let's focus on the present and do what we want to do well. As for the sanatorium's ultimate goal, we'll naturally find out when it reaches a certain level."

Fang Ziye continued, "Actually, I had some doubts when the Enshi Sanatorium asked me to leave behind the HK2 model patent."

"Why would a sanatorium want the right to use the basic research patents related to energy metabolism for HK2? Now I understand a little."

"It wants all basic scientific research results, and may even be trying to get authorization from other experimental teams."

"First, we need to achieve the basic results, and then we can make a breakthrough later."

Fang Ziye's current achievements are far from representing the level of a hospital, let alone standing from the perspective of the country and facing the world.

We have to take it slowly.

……

"Ziye, what do you think of the rice noodles here? I've been in Enshi for a while now, and I actually prefer this kind of taste!"

"It's mainly the hot dry noodles here that are... well, let's just say they're not great." Gu Yi asked, wiping his mouth.

Fang Ziye replied with a smile, "You should ask Tingzhu that question. I'm a local from Enshi. It wouldn't be fair for me to give any evaluation of the taste of my hometown."

When someone lives in a certain place, their habits become ingrained. Any taste that differs from their usual acquaintance will feel like something is missing.

"I think it's just so-so, maybe it's because I'm not used to the food. I prefer it spicier," Luo Tingzhu commented honestly.

After finishing their meal and paying, the group took a car back home.

Fang Ziye received a reply on his phone from someone named Director He: "Okay!"
“Tingzhu, Director He, who is in charge of the laboratory, has returned and said that they welcome you to move your basic research projects here.”

"He also said that even if your project is approved, as long as you are willing to leave the patent authorization, the research funding here can provide you with some support and assistance."

“However, we are currently unable to assist you with subsequent clinical research,” Fang Ziye said.

"That's good, Senior Brother!" Luo Tingzhu was very happy to hear this.

Being able to be with Fang Ziye, continue research, and not have to worry about funding—this is simply the best thing.

Hearing this, Gu Yi said, "Ziye, I've also been researching some literature recently and come up with a simple plan. Can I come back to the villa with you and give you a report?"

“They’re all on my USB drive.” Gu Yi still insisted on the team’s rules.

Results and plans are not transmitted online, but rather via offline USB flash drive transfer.

If someone can steal information through the connected network, that's not something Gu Yi can control.

"Senior brother, you don't need to be so polite. I was planning to tell you these things too."

“After the New Year, Junior Brother Jiehan should also come to Enshi. Professor Xiong put in a good word for him, and he will stay at Minzu University Hospital for a while,” Fang Ziye explained.

Actually, it was Fang Ziye who initiated the conversation.

Professor Li Guohua has just been released from prison and is no longer seen in the hospital or department. Fang Ziye can only rely on Professor Xiong Zhizhang.

"This is a good thing!"

"Great news." Gu Yi didn't know Jie Han very well, but he knew that Jie Han was a writing fanatic and that he was said to write articles very quickly.

In the entire trauma surgery department, no one can be faster than him, not even Fang Ziye.

Afterwards, the two continued their discussion and determined the timeline for launching the project and the first step in initiating the research!
"Senior brother, I will have someone bring our cell line over. You don't need to worry about the osteosarcoma cell line."

"I estimate that the lab also has them, but it's more convenient for us to process the stored cell lines we already have, as some of them are pre-processed research cell lines!"

Fang Ziye's project has undergone preliminary experiments. Although it was done by Lan Tianluo, it is still usable!

Lan Tianluo's current research accumulation is almost unmatched at the master's and doctoral levels. Even among the associate professors in the department, few can rival him.

This is the advantage that Fang Ziye led in independently developing two new treatments for diseases!
Those who work on research projects with Fang Ziye all have impressive resumes!

Truly, when one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!
Therefore, even if Lan Tianluo gave the follow-up of this project to Fang Ziye, he would not lose out. Otherwise, with his own experience, it would have taken him a very long time to carry out this basic project.

Now, Fang Ziye has given Lan Tianluo more opportunities to do what he is better at: data processing and analysis, which is what Lan Tianluo loves to do and wants to do.

Gu Yi smiled and said, "My teacher told me before that you are the backbone of Brother Wei's side, but I couldn't believe it."

"After all, in our minds, Brother Wei is like a super big shot, but now it seems that the teacher has a broader perspective."

"I saw through the true nature of things a long time ago!"

"Brother Wei is really lucky, and he's got guts too!"

“One of you, one of Jie Han, and one of Tian Luo are truly worth at least three super teams!” Gu Yi closed his notebook.

"It's alright, we're all lucky!" Fang Ziye replied, and just as he was about to speak again, his phone rang again.

Upon seeing the caller ID, Fang Ziye frowned slightly, turned off the ringer, and placed the phone on the table without answering.

"Who is it? Why aren't you answering?" Gu Yi asked!

"Han Jingyi, my former research assistant. She's already left the company. I don't know why she's calling again," Fang Ziye said calmly.

"Awesome!" Gu Yi gave a thumbs up.

Looking at Luo Tingzhu in the next room, quietly "munching" on a black duck foot while intently staring at the computer screen, he was somewhat moved.

Fang Ziye's talent is remarkable, but hard work and dedication are also indispensable.

He should try harder.

"Ziye, I'll go to the lab first to organize the equipment we ordered. Once the cell lines arrive, we can start right away. I'll keep you updated on the progress."

"Also, if you have any assignments for outpatient consultations or surgeries, remember to call me anytime!" Gu Yi said in a slightly ingratiating tone.

He needs to practice, he needs to improve, he needs to conduct research!

He wanted to cling to Fang Ziye's coattails and also try his best to demonstrate his own worth to Fang Ziye.

After seeing Gu Yi off, Han Jingyi called again.

This time, Fang Ziye chose to answer the call.

(End of this chapter)