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"Driver, turn right here. I'll show you a location. Just follow my navigation!" Fang Ziye took out his phone as soon as he got in the car.

"Isn't this a long detour? What about the taxi fare?" The taxi driver hesitated.

"My older brother just gave you more than you should have, and I'll make up the difference if it's not enough. I'm going to pick up some of my friends," Fang Ziye said.

Wu Xuanqi's temper was too wicked, so Fang Ziye was worried and called on his two junior brothers, Jie Han and Lan Tianluo, as well as his elder brother, Qin Geluo.

They arranged for them to sit in Starbucks, ostensibly as a dinner invitation, but in reality, it was to prevent them from getting beaten up so someone would "collect their corpses"!
Maintaining the status quo.

"That's fine, you can leave the money and go," the taxi driver replied with a smile.

He prefers long-distance trips, ideally with the other party using the meter and chartering the car, so they can go wherever they want.

Fang Ziye sent a message to Lan Tianluo in advance!
After getting on the bus, Qin Geluo, still unaware of what was going on, exclaimed, "Professor Fang, it's really hard to get a meal like this!"

"When can we go eat?"

"I'll go right away, Brother Luo. Let's set off now," Fang Ziye replied quickly.

Qin Geluo glanced at the three little ones, his eyes darting around: "So you're eating around here after all?"

Qin Geluo kept telling himself to calm down, after all, it was Professor Fang…

It was 11:20 p.m.

At the entrance of a foot massage parlor by the river, Fang Ziye and his three companions stepped into the cold wind. Fang Ziye couldn't help but shiver, and turned to ask with a smile, "Brother Luo, are the masseuses here alright?"

Fang Ziye was quite generous, spending over four thousand silver dollars by the river, which finally soothed Qin Geluo's mood.

"Hmm, not bad, not bad! It's quite relaxing, this way I feel great!" Qin Geluo felt refreshed all over.

What he wanted was this proper way to improve blood circulation and circulation, not some fake product disguised as something else.

I doubt Fang Ziye would dare take Lan Tianluo to a place with those pink lanterns!
"Brother Luo, let me take you back. Tianluo, you and Jiehan can take a taxi yourselves!" Fang Ziye said, turning around.

“I’ll take a taxi back myself. The three of you can take one taxi together. Every little bit helps.”

"Nobody's money grows on trees," Qin Geluo said, then called a ride-hailing app.

Then, he casually remarked, "If your sister-in-law asks about this later, you'd better watch out if you dare to secretly harm me."

"Brother Luo, how is this possible? We came to a legitimate place." Fang Ziye saw that Lan Tianlu was already calling a car, so he didn't move.

“It’s not possible with anyone else. The three of you are all Brother Wei’s beloved disciples. I’m a little scared. Last time, Brother Wei almost caused a family dispute.” Qin Ge Luo finished speaking, his eyes widening. He still felt quite scared when he thought about it.

It was clearly a mixture of love and hate, a kind of fear of Yuan Weihong.

Fang Ziye: "..."

Jie Han: "..."

It seems that Master once made a great name for himself in the hearts of many people.

……

When she arrived home, Luo Tingzhu, who had already finished her thesis defense, was trying on clothes she had just bought that day. She had bought two wool sweaters with inner linings and a winter skirt, which she paired with her own shoes, and she was going in and out of the fitting room.

Fang Ziye made himself a cup of tea in the living room and asked curiously, "Tingzhu, how did you become so familiar with Shanshan?"

Luo Tingzhu chuckled, "Senior brother, this is a secret, I can't tell you!"

“Actually, I have quite a few friends, but not many close friends,” Luo Tingzhu replied.

Fang Ziye knew that Luo Tingzhu had many informants. When he met Luo Tingzhu, she was not the kind of person who would hide herself on the surface.

Luo Tingzhu is very good at analyzing her own strengths and weaknesses, and coupled with her generous and poised demeanor, she has a wide social circle.

"Fine, I'm too lazy to ask."

"Has your senior sister graduated yet? Is she still in the hospital?" Fang Ziye asked in turn.

"You mean Senior Sister Huang Xinuo? She defended her thesis with me, and she's currently hospitalized!"

Luo Tingzhu walked out of the fitting room and stuck out her tongue mischievously: "But my senior sister is currently being forced by the teacher to take over my previous job and is trying to learn motor sensory separation anesthesia!"

A new anesthesia method, just like clinical surgical procedures, needs to be learned gradually!
The length of the learning cycle is related to an individual's aptitude.

Compared to Fang Ziye, Luo Tingzhu's talent is not particularly outstanding. However, looking at people other than Fang Ziye, Luo Tingzhu's aptitude is comparable to that of Lan Tianluo, Jie Han, and others.

In addition, Luo Tingzhu has a background in surgery, so she can be described as 'ruthless' when she goes to the anesthesiology department!
The advantages of multidisciplinary integration will gradually become apparent once one has mastered all of them.

“Tingzhu, you can’t just be a hands-off manager. Professor Zeng has agreed to let you lead a research group. If you’re going to do anything, you should at least learn to organize things.” Fang Ziye had already gone through this process, so he gave Luo Tingzhu this advice.

"Senior brother, I've already laid the hooks!"

“Otherwise, from last year to this year, all I’ve learned is dissociative anesthesia. How boring would that be?” Luo Tingzhu replied with great confidence.

"You went to Tongji Hospital today, were you alright?" Luo Tingzhu glanced in the mirror, then turned around in front of Fang Ziye, turning one question into two!

"I think this skirt would look better paired with your previous light red sweater, and wearing mid-calf boots would add more dimension!"

"The sneakers don't match the style, and the tall boots make the proportions look unbalanced."

After Fang Ziye finished his evaluation, he said, "Brother Wu Xuanqi and Professor Duan Hong aren't violent freaks. Let's give them some face!"

"Professor Duan Hong and Professor Deng Yong have a very good personal relationship, so he certainly won't get injured."

"Speaking of which, I'm quite curious how my two masters were able to make such close friends across different academies."

Duan Hong and Deng Yong, Yuan Weihong and Shen Tao from the Provincial People's Hospital are all close friends!
"If you're curious, senior brother, you can ask him about it."

"Then I'll change back!" Luo Tingzhu said, then changed back into her fluffy pajamas and came out.

As soon as Luo Tingzhu came out, Fang Ziye suddenly picked her up in a princess carry!
Luo Tingzhu was shocked but could not resist.

Silent all night.

……

Fang Ziye's interview will be conducted with Xiao Hongwen, the director of the hospital's publicity department, and Qiao Yuanzhi, the assistant to the president in the president's office. They will be separated into different small private rooms.

Qiao Yuanzhi is the dean's assistant, but everyone also calls him Dean Qiao.

Before the interview, Qiao Yuanzhi smiled and said to Fang Ziye, "Professor Fang, if there are any questions you are not comfortable answering or do not know how to answer, just say you will not answer."

"The interview was pre-recorded and edited, so it won't affect the quality of the final cut, and it's not certain whether it will even be broadcast."

"Leave the rest to me and Director Xiao." Qiao Yuanzhi's words showed that he was quite protective of Fang Ziye.

However, it's not that Qiao Yuanzhi and Fang Ziye have a really good personal relationship, but rather that Fang Ziye's growth rate and current accumulation are already astonishing.

With Fang Ziye's current accumulation, it has already reached a stage where it can no longer be suppressed!
The hospital administration couldn't control the people, so the result was that administrative positions could be changed, but Fang Ziye had to stay.

While Zhongnan Hospital's orthopedics department is indeed strong overall, no hospital would resist the temptation of having a particularly strong specialty that could boost the hospital's overall influence.

"Thank you, Dean Qiao!" Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

This interview was different from the previous documentary recording; it was simply a question-and-answer session.

Because this time, Fang Ziye's breakthrough in basic scientific research is different from the last one!
The previous functional reconstruction model was the surgical procedure, and the improved microcirculation device is an instrument that has been placed there; both are already finished products.

Currently, in the field of basic scientific research, the method of demonstrating tumor migration and invasion capabilities has been corrected. Only one theory has been developed, and there are no finished patented products yet.

That would naturally make it difficult to get exposure, allowing others to get a head start through documentaries.

It doesn't matter that you know the theory; it has already been published in a journal. However, some experimental processes and the current research progress are not convenient to report.

The reporter mainly asked some fairly standard questions, and was quite careful in choosing their words...

For example, where did this idea come from? Is there a story behind it, like a flash of inspiration? For example, could Fang Ziye explain the practical significance of improving this verification method?

Fang Ziye answered each of their questions.

However, halfway through the interview, Fang Ziye's phone kept ringing.

Fang Ziye hung up three times, but the phone kept ringing!
The caller ID number was unfamiliar, but the location was Kyoto.

This prompted both reporters to say, "Professor Fang, if the call is urgent, let's temporarily suspend the interview."

"Please answer the phone first, just in case it's something important."

The two reporters who came this time were people who had a deep understanding of Fang Ziye.

Last time, before the Hubei Province's science and education publicity system was able to interview Fang Ziye, Longtai Science and Technology Channel recorded a documentary about him, which severely embarrassed the leaders.

Although Longtai Science and Technology Channel and Hubei Province's Science and Education Promotion Channel are not directly subordinate to each other, it is still disgraceful for Longtai Science and Technology Channel to be unknown within the province but suddenly become a leader in the country.

Fang Ziye stood up, cupped his hands in a fist and said, "I'm really sorry, I tried to hang up three times but it didn't go through. I must have something to do."

……

Fang Ziye left the interview room and went to the stairwell on the floor where the publicity department was located before answering the phone.

"Is this Professor Fang? Am I disturbing you?" The voice on the other end of the phone was that of a middle-aged man, gentle and kind.
"I am Fang Ziye. May I ask who you are?" Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye frowned slightly.

If it's not an emergency or something urgent, why would you make such a random phone call?
"Hello Professor Fang, I am Cheng Tao. I currently work at the Institute of Basic Medical Sciences, Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences. I recently finished reading your research paper and I am very impressed."

"So I'd like to schedule a time with you, Professor Fang. When would be a convenient time?"

"If this disturbs Professor Fang's work, could we please communicate via text message or arrange a convenient time to talk?" Cheng Tao was very polite.

His call was indeed presumptuous, but he had chosen a time outside of work hours, and it was 10 a.m., not an inconvenient time.

The Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences, also known as Kyoto Union Hospital, is a university and college that serves as a medical science academic center and a comprehensive medical science research institution.

"Hello Professor Cheng, I'm not available right now. I don't know what you want to talk to me about?" Fang Ziye didn't know the other party's position, but he should at least be an associate professor.

The Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences is a separate institution; it's not feasible to discuss cooperation with them.

The research institute there wouldn't agree to Fang Ziye registering his primary mailing address at Zhongnan Hospital, which would essentially be asking Fang Ziye to change jobs.

"Professor Fang, it's like this, I have carefully read your paper, and it is a major breakthrough in basic medical research!"

"First of all, congratulations to Professor Fang on your substantial discovery and scientific progress. Secondly, considering your current working platform and resources, it may not be sufficient to support your further in-depth professional research."

"Our Institute of Basic Research has substantial funding support, a mature research system, and a large number of research teams in this area. I wonder if Professor Fang would be interested in learning more about it?" Cheng Tao didn't waste any words, but he did say a few unnecessary things.

"Professor Cheng, I'm sorry, thank you for your kind offer, but I have no plans to change jobs at the moment."

“I’m a bit busy, sorry!” Fang Ziye replied.

“Professor Fang, I think you can consider this carefully. Our institute integrates basic research and clinical research. If you have any other concerns or requests, you can certainly bring them up!” Cheng Tao continued.

Reaching the top is an inherent privilege and something that every top hospital enjoys doing.

Peking Union Medical College Hospital not only relies on the Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences, but also on Tsinghua University, making it one of the top-tier hospitals in China in terms of resource allocation!
It is also a temple for all medical professionals in China.

"Professor Cheng, I have thought it through very carefully. I have considered the matter of my workplace from the very beginning."

"So I'm sorry!" Fang Ziye declined again.

"That's a real shame, Professor Fang. You would definitely have a better opportunity and platform for development here."

“Our research resources and foundation here are in no way inferior to the medical research institute you currently rely on,” Cheng Tao said.

The other party had clearly done a deep investigation into Fang Ziye; he knew exactly where Fang Ziye was currently employed.

"Professor Cheng, I am absolutely certain of that. However, I am quite attached to my home, so I am very grateful for your kind offer. If I have the opportunity, I will definitely come to your institute for a sincere exchange and learning!" Fang Ziye hung up the phone after saying that.

If the other party is a medical research institute under the Chinese Academy of Sciences, it wouldn't matter if Fang Ziye was just lending his name to it. However, the basic research institute of the Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences is in conflict with Zhongnan Hospital and Wuhan University.

However, the basic research institutes of each country may not be well-known on a daily basis, but they are actually a comprehensive reflection of a country's scientific research foundation.

Basic research is the most powerful and has the greatest core competitiveness!

Unfortunately, the Wuhan branch of the Chinese Academy of Sciences does not have a medical research institute!

……

"Sorry, it wasn't a spam call, but it wasn't anything too important either. Let's continue..." Fang Ziye apologized and returned to the small private room.

Qiao Yuanzhi's analytical skills are top-notch. As soon as he heard Fang Ziye say that, he immediately understood something and said, "Professor Fang, why don't you take a rest first? We can ask you to answer any professional questions later."

"As for other questions, the three of us will appear on camera together..."

Someone is undermining Zhongnan Hospital.

If Fang Ziye's limb-preserving and functional reconstruction techniques for severe injuries were something to be applauded by the Chinese orthopedic community, then the successful improvement of the microcirculation device would shake the entire surgical system.

Now that the methods for demonstrating basic scientific research have been revised, the resulting achievements are enough to attract offers of services from institutions in China and even abroad.

Therefore, we must be extremely cautious! "..."

"Tingzhu, after your defense, you have quite a few tasks to complete. Do you want me, your assistant, to arrange some schedules?" Fang Ziye asked Luo Tingzhu as he packed his luggage after returning home.

It appears to be a question directed at Luo Tingzhu, but in reality, it's an assessment of Luo Tingzhu's ability to plan for the future.

Luo Tingzhu said, "Senior brother, you may look down on my research and development capabilities, but you cannot underestimate my learning ability and small-scale management skills."

"You're already so busy, what else do you want me to arrange for you?"

"Are you trying to help me? But you don't dare to say it directly?" Luo Tingzhu was also packing her large pink suitcase.

She has completed her dissertation defense and graduated. The next step is a two-year full-time, full-clinical postdoctoral research station.

She could run alongside Fang Ziye forever.

Because she is young, because she has accumulated a wealth of experience, and because Luo Tingzhu is only twenty-five years old when her eight-year program ends, she has plenty of time to "make trouble" and not go into clinical practice yet, but to push her research accumulation to a peak first!
Even if she starts her residency training at thirty, it won't hold her back from the path to becoming an attending physician. Moreover, being a postdoctoral researcher won't affect Luo Tingzhu's eligibility for an attending physician position.

According to the latest regulations in Hubei Province, after graduating with a doctorate, when engaging in professional work within the relevant field, one can be directly recognized as having an intermediate professional title, requiring only the preparation of relevant materials.

When Fang Ziye graduated last year, he still needed to take an exam.

It must be said that policy is a good thing.

"I want to help you!" Fang Ziye nodded honestly.

"Senior brother, you already have enough on your own. If I need your help, I will just say so."

"But it's not a crucial stage. I'll arrange everything myself gradually. You have to trust me!" Luo Tingzhu gestured with his biceps, looking rather adorable.

After reading it, Fang Ziye looked at the pile in the corner and smiled bitterly: "If I had known it would be like this, I would have just sent it to Enshi by express delivery from the beginning!"

"Pile them up here; Lan Tianluo will continue to send us more often in the future."

“He deserves it!” Luo Tingzhu complained.

However, Luo Tingzhu then added, "But the house also needs a bit of human presence from time to time, and occasional cleaning is also necessary, so I gave him the password."

This is good. Luo Tingzhu's reconciliation with Lan Tianlu is also a reconciliation with herself. Looking to the future, there is hope for the future.

"Senior? How was the interview?"

"It's alright, but some issues are too complicated, making it seem like a staged performance."

"It wasn't really a free interview; it felt more like completing some kind of task," Fang Ziye shook his head, clearly finding the experience less than pleasant.

"That's how interviews are; there are some things that can't be revealed in advance." Luo Tingzhu went back to her room to pack her pajamas.

……

After passing Jianshi Station, Fang Ziye hadn't even gotten off the train when he received a call from Dean Chen Song.

"Tingzhu, after we get off the bus, let's go back and drop off our luggage first, then you can order some takeout."

"I don't think we'll be able to have firewood chicken today," Fang Ziye said, turning his head after hanging up the phone.

Luo Tingzhu was slightly disappointed. As a seasoned foodie, she had been craving this for a long time: "It's okay, it's Dean Chen who wants to see you, right?"

"Yeah, he sounded pretty anxious on the phone!"

"They didn't give me any room to maneuver," Fang Ziye said thoughtfully.

"Senior brother, then you go."

"By the way, senior brother, if we're not going out to eat, could I try the food in your cafeteria?"

"I've been here so many times, and I've never eaten here before," Luo Tingzhu asked!
“Sure, go to the entrance and find the security guards on duty, either Brother Long or Brother Shui. They can take you in and avoid some unnecessary trouble.” Fang Ziye nodded with a smile.

The food in the cafeteria tastes pretty good, and it's healthy.

"..."

In the courtyard of a villa not far from the sanatorium, Fang Ziye pushed open the small gate!
The vegetable plots inside the wall made Fang Ziye think he had come to the wrong place.

Fang Ziye grew up in the countryside, so he recognizes most vegetables. Chinese cabbage, bok choy, radish, garlic, and scallions, these seasonal winter vegetables, are neatly arranged.

When Fang Ziye pushed open the door and entered, he saw a harmonious and joyful scene inside.

Chen Guangbai and a middle-aged woman were washing Chinese cabbage, while a 27-year-old young woman was peeling garlic nearby.

It's not peeling garlic cloves, but garlic sprouts that have just been pulled from the ground.

As Fang Ziye entered, Chen Guangbai squatted down and said, turning his head slightly, "Father, don't touch the cold water. The cured meat has been washed. Why don't you brew yourself a pot of tea?"

"We have three people here now, that's enough."

"Mr. Chen, Dean Chen." Fang Ziye took a few steps, then hesitated upon seeing the scene.

Is this really the home of a CEO of a listed company?
Upon hearing Fang Ziye speak, everyone turned to look. Fang Ziye was wearing jeans, a short down jacket, and sneakers, and was carrying a 'visiting' gift box!
Chen Guangbai and the others didn't stand up, but the girl who was two years younger than Fang Ziye looked at Fang Ziye curiously before continuing to wash the garlic.

Chen Song finally had a chance to stand up from the recliner, and led Fang Ziye into the house and up to the second floor.

After sitting down, Fang Ziye took the initiative to serve water and tea. Without any regard for tea ceremony, he brewed two cups of tea before pushing one of the teacups over to Fang Ziye.

"Dean Chen, so this courtyard belongs to you? I pass by here often, but I never would have guessed!" Fang Ziye exclaimed in amazement.

The last time Fang Ziye visited Chen Song, he didn't come to this place.

"We just bought it not long ago. We used to grow vegetables here. Guangbai has been doing renovations, and we only moved in a few days ago."

"I didn't call the kitchen staff or the cleaning staff; I just ate a familiar home-cooked meal by myself."

"Would you eat this with firewood-cooked cured pork, shredded tofu, garlic, and blanched cabbage?" Chen Song asked.

This kind of style is something that non-locals simply can't appreciate, but deep down, locals find eating cured pork and dried tofu strips in winter, with soup and cabbage, incredibly delicious.

"Thank you, Dean Chen. Then I won't stand on ceremony!" Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

Chen Song thought for a moment, then asked, "Did you bring anyone with you? Should we call her too?"

Chen Song did not check Fang Ziye's household registration or whereabouts, but he knew that Fang Ziye's girlfriend often came to visit him.

"She said she wanted to try the cafeteria, so she won't be coming today, Dean Chen!" Fang Ziye explained with a smile.

One can be casual in one's conduct, but one should not be too casual or lack manners.

Chen Song then said, "Professor Fang, now that I think about it, I realize that your thinking is meticulous, your actions are measured, and you have no less of the sharpness you should have!"

"The size and cooking time were also perfectly controlled!"

"Speak with conviction and act with discretion."

Upon hearing Chen Song's words, Fang Ziye became shy: "Dean Chen, I am still young. If you praise me like this, I might become arrogant."

Chen Song's eyes were like torches, his gaze seemingly able to pierce through Fang Ziye's eyes and reach the depths of Fang Ziye's heart. He said, "Proud? Of course you have something to be proud of."

“Someone taught you, and you learned the essence, leaving your words in your actions, reaching the highest level of expression, and being consistent in word and deed.”

“I didn’t think about it in this way at first, or rather, I didn’t expect that you, Professor Fang Ziye, whom I couldn’t invite even if you were free, would become so ambitious now.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye immediately felt a little guilty: "Dean Chen? That's a bit too much of a compliment."

"Don't be so pretentious! I've already called you here, what's there that you're afraid to say honestly?"

"Isn't it just that you want my position?" Chen Song slowly leaned back in his chair, narrowed his eyes, and showed no emotion on his old face.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's expression darkened slightly, and his smile vanished: "Dean Chen, you've really misunderstood me!"

Fang Ziye left some words for Chen Song, not explicitly, but subtly conveyed through some of his actions. However, Fang Ziye had no intention of taking over Chen Song's current position!

This point still needs to be clearly distinguished.

Chen Song nodded: "Perhaps, this position isn't indispensable!"

"When you first entered the sanatorium, you were assigned to clinical work, specifically the trauma surgery group, to establish yourself and demonstrate your solid basic skills."

"Professor Gong from the trauma group and Professor Du Donglin from the hand surgery group invited you to join their team, and you didn't refuse. This is showing me your ability to prioritize multiple areas!"

"It's nothing. Any hospital's administrative director needs to balance bilateral or even multilateral considerations and prioritize tasks steadily."

“At first, I also thought that you were just indulging in food and gluttony by opening up a few more circuits in the lab, but now that I think about it.”

"It must be one of your teachers who taught you to learn how to demonstrate your team leadership skills to others."

"What is team leadership? It is the ability to manage different groups in a well-organized manner."

"Is that so?"

"Let me break it down for you: standardized treatment of bone defects in trauma clinics, individualized prosthetic model design between trauma clinics and basic research, and diabetic foot in hand surgery. There are three sets of clinically relevant treatments."

“I won’t mention your own basic experiments, those are done by your seniors and your students, that’s the fundamental thing.”

"You then called in Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia."

"The two seem to be cooperating, but they actually have different divisions of labor. One focuses on animal testing, while the other specializes in tumor models, aiming at the treatment of tumors."

Chen Song then made a hand gesture.

Six!

"That's already quite a lot, and you've demonstrated it all perfectly. You've managed each aspect very well, and you've grasped the right balance in every aspect of letting go and starting over!" Chen Song's thinking was very clear, and his vision was very insightful.

Fang Ziye bit his lip and didn't say anything!

"You understand better how the nursing home operates: the capable rise, and the weak leave!"

"Of course, you know that just these things might not impress me or attract my attention, so you started a separate topic on your own, based on the most basic level of research."

"This is number seven!~"

"A person's time and energy are limited. The fact that you can concentrate on one template and then work in six directions in such a short time is enough to prove that you can not only do things yourself, but also lead others to do things."

"Am I right?" Chen Song asked.

Fang Ziye nodded upon hearing this.
Chen and Song had already read it all; what he wanted to say had already worked. If he continued to conceal it, he would truly be seeking fame and fortune.

"Dean Chen, I think the sanatorium is a very good platform, and the time allocation for clinical and research work is also quite flexible."

"So I wanted to take advantage of them as much as possible," Fang Ziye blurted out his true feelings.

What does it mean to gain an advantage? It means using other people's money to increase your own wealth and resources. That is one way to gain an advantage.

Of course, if Chen Song considers Fang Ziye's abilities to be decent and recognizes what he said from a superior's perspective, and is willing to give him a chance for a 'promotion', Fang Ziye would be happy to climb up the ranks!

Deng Yong once taught Fang Ziye that the development of a specialist doctor involves several stages.

The first is to hone one's own solid skills, that is, internal strength, which is the foundation of one's life.

Next is teamwork ability, organizing a team, getting things done in an orderly manner, and finding one's own role. This is the mainstream of all existing team operations.

Secondly, there is teaching ability. Whether teaching is individualized instruction or simply cramming students with knowledge, it is still teaching.

Fang Ziye has been there.

But is this the end?
Of course not, these are the foundations for becoming independent.

If you want to become a ward director, a department head, or even a discipline leader, these abilities are not enough!
Fang Ziye knows this, but if he doesn't have the ability, then he should practice!

With such a good environment in the sanatorium and sufficient other reserves, why doesn't Fang Ziye work on his weaknesses instead of waiting to find a father-in-law like 'Liu Huanglong'?
Are you waiting for Duan Hong to abandon his own students and pave the way for Fang Ziye with sweeping reforms?

If the world were that simple, everyone would just go to sleep and dream.

Chen Song continued, "Fang Ziye, it's not that I'm unwilling to step down; on the contrary, I very much hope that I can retire and enjoy my retirement."

"However, there's one condition: if you can turn the sanatorium from loss to profit, you can use the hundreds of billions that Guangbai invested as you please!"

"Is it possible?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye raised an eyebrow: "Dean Chen, you're actually the one who knows how to do business. Are you trying to make me work for Boss Chen for the rest of my life?"

Chen Song retorted sarcastically, "Where you work isn't it essentially a form of employment?"

Fang Ziye fell silent. The temptation was immense, but meeting Chen Song's conditions would be extremely difficult, potentially locking him in here for a long time to come...

However, Fang Ziye coveted Chen Guangbai's funding.

(End of this chapter)