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Chapter 611 Interim Goals (Please Subscribe)
After making the calls to Hu Qingyuan and Han Jingyi to arrange a meal, Fang Ziye still called Song Libo, the director of the logistics department, again.

After giving a truthful report, he said, "Director Song, I'm sorry to have caused trouble for the sanatorium. The main problem is that my doctoral quota for this year was only recently confirmed."

"They haven't enrolled yet, so they'll be doing experiments with me in the lab here. It's all managed internally by our group, so they won't cause any trouble."

Song Libo was quite surprised: "Professor Fang, you can arrange such a small matter yourself, you don't need to tell me."

Before being temporarily transferred, every professor in the sanatorium had a family to support, especially those professors who only conducted research.

If we don't let them bring their students over temporarily, firstly, the research can't be carried out, and secondly, their students won't be able to graduate, so how will they go back home?
After careful consideration, allowing professors to bring their own people is the best approach.

Anyway, the experimental area is large enough, and the sanatorium was built to accommodate a maximum of 20,000 people.

It's now less than one-tenth or even one-twentieth.

"Director Song, I should still report this to you. I shouldn't bother Dean Chen with such a small matter."

"I've already taken care of all the formalities. The only thing left for the two of them is the pre-lab assessment! I'm relieved to know that you're here. Sorry to bother you," Fang Ziye said politely.

"Professor Fang, you're too kind!"

"Oh, by the way, Professor Fang, Mr. Chen went back to Enshi the day before yesterday and specifically asked me to ask if you have time next Wednesday. He will be going back again next Wednesday to discuss some things with you."

"Currently, Mr. Chen only has a cooperative relationship with the sanatorium, so we still need to book your appointment," Song Libo said rather cryptically.

“Wednesday afternoon or evening, we don’t have any surgeries scheduled for Wednesday,” Fang Ziye replied.

"Alright, Professor Fang, you can go ahead with your work or take a rest."

"I'll come to visit you again when I have time, so I can thank you in person."

"Thanks to you, my father's recovery is going very well," Song Libo said.

Fang Ziye was taken aback upon hearing this: "Hmm? Director Song, who is your father?"

The surgery on the 7th?
It was probably not a special surgery, and Fang Ziye didn't even remember it happening.

“Professor Fang, it’s a good thing that it’s a minor issue. Anyway, my father is doing quite well now, so you don’t need to ask any more questions. You’ll know when we meet.”

Song Libo himself works at a sanatorium and knows that the team there is basically the best in the country. Even the teams at Jishuitan Hospital and Huashan Hospital are not as prestigious as the top teams in China, with three full professors and one or two associate professors.

Sometimes, when evaluating a team, you can't just look at the leader; you also need to consider their overall capabilities.

A top professor leading an associate professor and a bunch of junior doctors actually has less overall potential than a group of ordinary professors.

Those who believe will not doubt.

……

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye waited for Luo Tingzhu to return from the lab while tilting his head back on the table.

When your teacher can no longer teach you anything, you must learn to seek guidance from society and apply what you've learned to other situations.

Director Song Libo only sent his own father to the sanatorium for surgery after the sanatorium had expanded its patient intake.

It seems that even within the military medical system, things aren't entirely harmonious.

Fang Ziye had heard that in the current military medical university, there are two groups of people, one with military status and one without, who each form their own group and look down on each other.

Those with military status feel that they have a noble and superior background.

Those without military status felt the other side was too arrogant, believing that besides brute strength and reckless courage, their actual skill level was inferior to those from outside hospitals, often leading to disagreements...

"Breaking the rules may give you a temporary surge of hormones and make you feel great, but more often than not, it will only make you feel apprehensive, and over time it may even lead to a distorted mindset."

After muttering to himself, Fang Ziye shook his head: "The more mature they are, the more cautious and timid they become."

Just as Fang Ziye finished speaking, the phone rang again.

From Nie Mingxian: "Ziye, are you back yet? Come to the lab for a bit. We've finished collecting the first phase data for our tumor vascularization model."

"Furthermore, based on your approach, we successfully established a closed induction model. This tumor is incredibly obedient; its blood vessels have grown enormous!"

Nie Mingxian's voice was clear and inspiring.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye hung up the phone immediately and said in the group chat, "You guys go ahead and do your own thing. I'll let you know the time and address for dinner later."

There are priorities. It is indeed important to bring your students together for the first time, but the achievement itself is equally important.

The blood supply to the tumor is induced to grow along a very 'straightforward' pathway. This is like giving it a sweet treat first, and then hitting it hard with a stick, which can kill it directly.

It's like baiting a fishing spot; once you've baited the spot, the fish will gather there.

Then instead of lowering the boom, they directly pumped out the water, killing the nest!
As Fang Ziye rushed out the door, Professor Yang Fenggen from the Department of Internal Medicine arrived at the door. Before he could speak, Fang Ziye asked, "Professor Yang, is your matter extremely urgent?"

Yang Fenggen was taken aback when he heard this: "Professor Fang, is something urgent?"

“Yes, the lab has made a very important breakthrough, I have to go and take a look!” Fang Ziye preemptively spoke up.

“Then you go ahead, I’ll go find someone else,” Yang Fenggen said.

To be hailed by Fang Ziye as a major breakthrough, one must be no ordinary person.

"Sorry, Professor Yang." Fang Ziye ran into the electric vehicle shed and rode his electric scooter directly to the laboratory parking lot in the research area.

After parking the car, I quickly headed to the laboratory.

The angiogenesis model for synovial sarcoma is exclusive to Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia. Luo Tingzhu and others did not participate in this project, so they are not here.

Liao Jia and Nie Mingxian looked at the tumor models under the angioscope and angiography machine with great excitement and smiled at each other.

"Ziye, look at this. It looks like a pumpkin, with unidirectional arteries and veins. The tumor cells are clustered together."

"I'm just showing it to you so I can destroy it and see if the synovial sarcoma cells have invaded the surrounding tissue."

"If there's no attack, we can kill them in one strike!" Nie Mingxian said excitedly.

Although he was wearing a mask, he operated a very small angioscope, showing Fang Ziye the 'pumpkin vine' and 'pumpkin stem'.

"Okay, sure!"

"Let me take another look." Fang Ziye had already put on his protective suit and was putting on sterile gloves.

After Nie Mingxian stepped down, Fang Ziye also operated a miniature vascular microscope, moving in and out of its blood vessels.

The catheter used in the hemoscope is very soft, and Fang Ziye controlled it, inserting it directly into the tumor cells!
Then, looking at the imaging equipment, the end of the microscope had already entered the tumor. Moreover, the imaging showed that after the contrast agent accumulated inside the tumor cells, it did not penetrate to distant sites.

This means that their previous 'captivity' strategy was very successful; the tumor cells were essentially captured by them.

Fang Ziye asked, "What's the condition of the other nude mouse synovial sarcomas in this batch?"

Nie Mingxian shook his head: "We haven't started the inspection yet. We just randomly caught one to see how it goes."

Liao Jia said in a cold yet excited tone, "The data, size, and blood flow rate have all been recorded."

"Ziye, have you finished reading it? If you have, then I should send it on its way."

"Almost done!" Fang Ziye put down the angioscope and had Liao Jia capture and kill the nude mice, then dissect them to observe whether the synovial sarcoma had invaded other tissues.

it's necessary.

If the process of nurturing a tumor leads to its spread and metastasis, then this line of thinking is wrong and represents reverse research.

Once enough data confirms that it does not invade surrounding tissues, then this idea is brilliant. It can be used as an analogy for the treatment of other tumors, making minimally invasive tumor treatment the standard surgical procedure, rather than gross incision and gross resection...

Liao Jia's ability to handle animals was slightly inferior to that of Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian, so they didn't interfere and instead took off their gloves.

Nie Mingxian said, "Ziye, if this approach works, you really could reach the top in China!"

Fang Ziye's eyes darted around several times, then his eyelids blinked rapidly: "Brother Nie, take it slow. We still have many projects to cover, and many directions to choose from."

"It's no fun climbing to the top alone," Fang Ziye said, making a suggestive remark.

"You're still willing to give it to us?" Nie Mingxian smiled.

Fang Ziye has his own teachers and students, so even if he is given priority in training, he will be given priority over the two teams. Nie Mingxian is not in his place.

Fang Ziye sighed upon hearing this: "We should still give them what they deserve, but they also have their own good fortune."

In any case, Fang Ziye understood from Deng Yong's case that the reason why old sayings have been passed down is because they are the result of many years of summarization.

Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren.

The help that children and grandchildren can provide depends on fate, and the assistance between master and apprentice depends entirely on the student's aptitude and destiny.

Currently, there are very few teams in China that truly have several academicians in a single discipline.

Nie Mingxian said, "Ziye, let's not talk about these sensitive topics for now. Actually, if I were a bit more aloof, I wouldn't even want what you're offering."

"To be honest, I should learn from Lü Bu."

Nie Mingxian's tone was serious, so he was definitely not joking.

Lü Bu changed his father three times, and his name will be remembered for all time.

Fang Ziye: "..."

“Brother, that’s a bit too much,” Fang Ziye replied.

"Haha, just kidding." Nie Mingxian's gaze was deep and mysterious.

The future is uncertain, but at least for now, we are still a team working together and friends.

As for the future, Nie Mingxian could not predict it, but the fact that everyone could work together to make such a breakthrough could be considered a replay of their former glory.

The replantation of severed fingers in hand surgery was actually a collaborative effort between Academician Chen Zhongwei and Professor Qian Yunqing. Professor Qian Yunqing was also one of the founders of vascular surgery.

Although Professor Qian did not become an academician in the end, no one dares to deny his contributions; it's just that very few people know about it.

Fang Ziye didn't run away. Instead, he stayed with Liao Jia and Nie Mingxian until they finished dissecting the nude mice and sent them for testing. Only then did he raise his left hand to check the time and say, "Brothers, I have to go."

"I've invited a few students to have a late-night snack with me today. You guys can make your own arrangements."

Nie Mingxian said, "I'm going back to eat. What about you? Are you going to the bar again?"

Nie Mingxian looked at Liao Jia.

"Where I go is none of your business, and you're too scared to go anyway? You wouldn't understand the carefree life of a middle-aged, single, and wealthy man!" Liao Jia winked at Nie Mingxian.

Nie Mingxian loudly complained to Fang Ziye, "Do you know that this bastard bought a luxury car? He's deceived so many young girls' feelings and blood."

"Luxury car? What kind of car is it?" Fang Ziye was also a little interested.

"Rolls-Royce Cullinan!" Nie Mingxian exclaimed with envy.

There's nothing we can do. Although Liao Jia doesn't have any academic output at the moment, his technology is good enough that he has sold it all, and his net worth is close to 50 million.

As long as you don't gamble and you have ongoing income, it's practically impossible to spend all your money on food, drinks, and entertainment.

The base model of the Cullinan costs more than ten times the price of Fang Ziye's car. Fang Ziye can't afford to offend them now, so he cupped his hands and said, "Farewell!"

Liao Jia, with his arms crossed and looking down at her, said condescendingly, "Who let you two into the system? Even if you have money, do you dare to buy it?"

Liao Jia hit their sore spots.

That's really true. Even if Fang Ziye had enough money, he wouldn't dare to buy such a luxurious car, otherwise it would cause a huge uproar if it were posted online.

Nobody cares where you got your money or why you're so extravagant.
It must be quack doctors who exploit ordinary people to make money. Investigate! Investigate thoroughly! If they don't find anything wrong, it means they're being protected.

Liao Jia is different; he is currently a "freelancer"!
As long as he can provide complete tax payment certificates, no one will say anything about what he buys.

Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian effectively isolated Liao Jia.

Liao Jia wasn't particularly excited; instead, she watched with a wistful gaze as Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian headed towards the clinical area.

Both of them have girlfriends, and it couldn't be more comfortable in the dead of winter...

Although Liao Jia is a talkative person, he is actually a germaphobe.

He wouldn't even date a girlfriend he didn't find attractive, and he really didn't want to touch any random, shady women—in a word, they were dirty.

Liao Jia took a taxi to a quiet bar again, enjoying the tranquility of being adrift in a foreign land...

Nie Mingxian hurried back to have dinner with Liu Guo, who was Nie Mingxian's little rich girl, so of course she had to try to please her.

Of course, what Nie Mingxian showed in front of Fang Ziye was the image of a real man: a guy who earns money standing up, urinates standing up, and only eats lying down...

Fang Ziye smiled and started shouting in the group.

"Okay, okay, get in the car, let's go get some late-night snacks."

"Feng Junfeng, Tian Yao, have you two bought your personal items yet?" Fang Ziye pressed...

At 10:40, Fang Ziye drove a few people to the barbecue stall.

Han Jingyi lived in an apartment complex outside the city, so she took a taxi here by herself.

Fang Ziye observed Hu Qingyuan's attitude towards Han Jingyi very carefully, but found nothing amiss; the relationship between the two seemed perfectly normal.

Politeness without concealing closeness indicates a genuine cooperative relationship.

Since there was no such intention, Fang Ziye stopped trying to play matchmaker.

Hu Qingyuan is a very thoughtful and insightful person, with a richer background than both Feng Junfeng and Tian Yao.

"Seclusion and cultivation"? What an obscure term! Fang Ziye himself had never even heard of it.

"Now that everyone's here, let's introduce ourselves," Fang Ziye said calmly, addressing the group.

After introducing themselves to each other, everyone got to know each other.

Feng Junfeng was familiar with Fang Ziye and had worked in trauma surgery for several years, so he opened a beer very enthusiastically: "Master, let me toast you!"

Fang Ziye was only two years older than him, but Feng Junfeng addressed him as "Master" with utmost respect.

Convinced!

Feng Junfeng has practically watched Fang Ziye grow from nothing to his current profound foundation, taking each step very steadily, though there have been dangers and numerous difficulties along the way.

Ignoring age, I look at resume and experience. Fang Ziye might have called Feng Junfeng "Brother Feng" before, but today, the words on the tip of his tongue changed: "Junfeng, we've known each other for quite a while."

"You should take care of Tian Yao and Hu Qingyuan more often in the future, since you are more familiar with the atmosphere of our hospital than they are."

"However, let me make this clear from the beginning, and these are the first two rules I've set for you."

"First, I won't take research grants or money from pharmaceutical sales representatives."

"Anyone who dares to cross this line, you'd better deal with it yourselves. If you can't, even if I lose a layer of skin, you'll all die without a trace!" Fang Ziye earnestly instructed, speaking with great severity.

Feng Junfeng paused slightly in his hand as he raised his wine glass, then nodded: "Yes, Master! We will definitely not make this mistake again!"

Tian Yao, Hu Qingyuan, and Han Jingyi could only nod in agreement.

Fang Ziye's voice was almost dripping with murderous intent.

His imposing and awe-inspiring presence brooked no questioning from anyone.

"Secondly, you are not allowed to contact any external companies with the data from our research group. All experiments must not be outsourced, and you are not allowed to use data from outside the laboratory to publish articles."

“These two points are crucial; no matter what difficulties you may have, you cannot cross them. Otherwise, you can apply to change your advisors on your own,” Fang Ziye emphasized.

After clinking glasses with Feng Junfeng, Hu Qingyuan and Tian Yao also raised their beer glasses and clinked them together.

Drinking beer is mainly for enjoyment, not for the sake of drinking itself.

After each of them finished their drinks, Luo Tingzhu and Han Jingyi remained unmoved.

Luo Tingzhu invited, "Jingyi, let's eat first, they can drink theirs."

“Okay, Sister Zhu.” Han Jingyi was very polite to Luo Tingzhu.

The two of them then went to get something to eat.

Fang Ziye continued, "Of course, there are sufficient reasons why Master set these two rules for you."

"First of all, in our research group, you don't need to worry about funding. As long as you don't think about doing bizarre projects like building an elevator to the moon, you'll have enough."

"Secondly, in our research group, you can choose to apply for projects independently, or you can choose to participate in projects, work on sub-projects or sub-direction groups. There are a great many options."

"The third point is the reward for publishing scientific research articles."

"Let me mention this: if you apply for the research topic yourself, you will keep all the rewards for the published articles; I won't share them with you."

"If it's a sub-project or sub-direction of the research project that I applied for, then the allocation will be based on my work. I can't give you a specific number."

"The fourth point concerns your current phased goals."

"I'd like to elaborate on this point," Fang Ziye began.

"Eat, eat, eat! Let's eat and chat at the same time," Fang Ziye urged the group.

However, only Hu Qingyuan started the operation, and both Feng Junfeng and Tian Yao were a little nervous.

"If you're not going to eat it, I'll eat it..." Fang Ziye directly reached out and took two skewers of butter into his hand.

Seeing that Fang Ziye had started, Tian Yao and Feng Junfeng quickly got to work.

Some people are reserved because they are unfamiliar with the place.

Fang Ziye couldn't comfort them either; these two had never been to Enshi before and naturally felt like strangers.

Especially Tian Yao, whom she had just met.

After the group had eaten some food, Fang Ziye said, "Regarding the phased goals, I have set a few thresholds for myself."

"The first and most basic issue is graduation."

"Our hospital and our university require a professional doctoral degree to be published in a Q2 SCI journal."

"You should work towards this goal. Once you reach this requirement, you can move on to the next threshold and target."

"Ensure graduation first!!" Fang Ziye emphasized.

Feng Junfeng wasn't worried that Fang Ziye wouldn't be able to get them to graduate. If Fang Ziye wanted, he could even force-feed them articles so they would be kept in the hospital.

"Master, what about the second target?" Feng Junfeng asked directly.

"The second goal is to earn money myself. There are first-class scholarships at Han City University, and there are provincial competitions for young doctors and academic scholarships. The first prize is seventy or eighty thousand yuan."

"Isn't it delicious?"

"If you can earn that much for two or three years, that'll be over 200,000 yuan, which is better than what most people earn as laborers."

"Plus, you get subsidies during your doctoral studies, so your annual salary can easily exceed 100,000 yuan," Fang Ziye replied.

Feng Junfeng nodded upon hearing this; "That's how my master got here back then. He won the top prize for young doctors, which has a prize of 150,000 yuan."

“There are also academic scholarships, which my mentor has also received.”

Fang Ziye shook his head upon hearing this: "No, no, no, don't spread rumors. I'm not even eligible to apply for academic scholarships. When I was preparing to apply, I was forced to graduate, and in the end, I didn't graduate."

Feng Junfeng's attempt to flatter backfired, leaving him somewhat embarrassed.

"Huh? Master, you didn't take it? Tianluo and Jiehan both took it. I thought you took it too," Feng Junfeng quickly replied with a smile.

"I will punish myself with a cup of wine, Master."

Fang Ziye continued, "The goal for the third stage is to keep him in the hospital!"

"No matter what, when you finish your studies, you will all face the issue of employment. Regardless of which industry you work in, staying in the hospital is one of your alternative options."

"This is especially true if you want to work in the medical field."

"It's not easy to stay in the hospital; you have to rely on your professional skills and academic accumulation."

"But as I said before, the resources you can enjoy here are basically among the best in the country."

"The resources of a few academicians may be better than mine when combined, but the resources their students enjoy may not be as good as yours!" Fang Ziye analyzed to the group without any politeness.

That's just how it is.

One Professor Deng Yong, and a whole bunch of people share the pie. There are countless "chicks" under an academician, and professors share the pie with their students.

The problem is that there are too many monks and not enough porridge.

"Therefore, if you are capable and willing to work, it is not difficult to stay in the hospital. The most important thing is that you must solidify your basic skills."

"I have three routes for you to choose from."

"First, if you follow me, you will only do clinical work and not basic research. If you follow me, you will only do clinical research and have the opportunity to stay in the hospital. Moreover, you can learn solid basic skills and have a one-sided advantage in the hospital's evaluation for staying in the hospital."

"Yes, your master won't help you get admitted to the hospital, but he will help prevent others from doing so, ensuring that you compete fairly with everyone else."

"Secondly, we should focus on basic research within our research group and use our exceptionally strong foundation in basic research to completely outperform others."

"Then you can learn clinical skills after being admitted to the hospital. That's also possible, and I'm not exaggerating."

“When I was hospitalized before, I didn’t go through many interviews or assessments. The hospital directly asked me to sign a contract.”

"We don't have to go through open recruitment. The top talents recruited by schools and hospitals are right there. That's money, and it's also your personal honor."

"The third path is one that requires more hard work, balancing clinical practice and research!"

“This path is very difficult and will consume almost all of your time and energy, leaving you no time even for dating.”

As Fang Ziye finished speaking, Luo Tingzhu glanced over here before continuing to attack Huanghou.

Fang Ziye tightened his eyelids but did not make any move; Luo Tingzhu was still giving him face.

Upon hearing this, Tian Yao pushed his nose with his right index finger: "Master, can we choose later?"

"Actually, based on my teacher Professor Zhang Yue's recommendation, I would prefer to learn clinical skills from you, my mentor, but..."

"I also want to try what it feels like to walk on two legs at the same time."

Tian Yao was not familiar with Zhongnan Hospital, nor was he very familiar with Fang Ziye's team, so he dared not make a decision rashly.

"Of course you can. The most important thing is that you do what you're interested in and within your means."

"Tian Yao, you're Professor Zhang Yue's student?" Fang Ziye's eyes flashed slightly.

He didn't recall Professor Zhang Yue recommending Tian Yao to him, probably because he didn't want to bother him.

Tian Yao nodded: "Yes, my teacher often mentioned you, Master, to me before."

"However, my professor has a limited number of doctoral student positions this year."

Fang Ziye smiled but did not reply.

Tian Yao, you're not taking up a doctoral student spot. It's just that you haven't done what another classmate of yours did, who also followed the minority cadre program.

However, Fang Ziye did not expose their shortcomings. Tian Yao and Feng Junfeng both had a good foundation, and he considered it a good deal that he was able to get these three students in his first batch of students.

"Alright, that's all I wanted to say. Now, tell me what you did during your master's studies."

"Don't say it like you're in an interview."

"You don't need to say anything about Feng Junfeng," Fang Ziye said.

Fang Ziye conducted a comprehensive investigation into Feng Junfeng and there is basically no cognitive bias on his part.

It is quite satisfactory.

Tian Yao said, "Master, during my master's studies, I only published two SCI papers, one in Q1 with an impact factor of 5 and the other in Q2 with an impact factor of 3."

“The second section does not include any type of academic writing.”

“A 5-point article is a clinical RCT.”

Tian Yao presented his research findings simply and precisely.

"What about clinical practice?" Fang Ziye asked again.

"It's slightly better clinically," Tian Yao said, not daring to boast.

“Clinical use is also possible!” Fang Ziye nodded.

"Feng Junfeng, you guys have a few more drinks, I'm going to start eating now, I haven't had dinner yet!" Fang Ziye said, and then started eating without any hesitation.

He wouldn't put on that damn teacher's airs; it's too tiring to do that!

……

After the meal, everyone took taxis home.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu walked side by side, Han Jingyi took a taxi home alone, and Hu Qingyuan and the others took a taxi together.

In the car, Luo Tingzhu said, "Senior brother, Han Jingyi really didn't get another interview. She didn't even go to the interview."

"Is the internal medicine department really that complicated?" Fang Ziye asked.

Fang Ziye found it difficult to judge whether Han Jingyi's choice was right or wrong.

So you're just not going to the interview?

Luo Tingzhu sighed: "Actually, every major has a lot of depth, it's just that it doesn't just float on the surface."

"Looking back now, I'm so glad I didn't have to take exams."

Fang Ziye's lips twitched.

In this light, his success in getting into Zhongnan Hospital's master's program also had an element of luck, considering he ranked last in overall scores and barely made it in.

When it came time for the doctoral entrance exam, Fang Ziye took a special, exceptional route, and even Deng Yong couldn't refuse him from pursuing his doctorate.

"What about Han Jingyi's future? She can't come and study for an academic master's degree in orthopedics, can she? Let me give her a degree?" Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu grinned but didn't reply.

"You? You agreed?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Well, it depends on whether she tries hard or not. I'm willing to give her a chance," Luo Tingzhu said.

During the postdoctoral stage, one can serve as a master's supervisor, typically starting with academic master's students.

Fang Ziye said upon hearing this, "Then you'd better be careful, Tingzhu!"

“I know, senior brother.” Luo Tingzhu nodded cautiously.

Although Luo Tingzhu is progressing relatively slowly, she is only 26 years old now, and she will be qualified to be a master's thesis advisor after graduation.

This is relatively rare among master's supervisors in the medical field.

Luo Tingzhu should have considered these trivial matters herself, and Fang Ziye didn't try to persuade her.

After finishing dealing with the students' affairs, Fang Ziye finally had time to check on the patients that the two clinical teams planned to admit next week.

The messages in the group are still there.

After reading it, Fang Ziye rubbed his eyes with both hands.

He muttered to himself, "Two more troublesome illnesses have come in. I'll probably work myself to death in the sanatorium one day."

"Damn it, didn't they say things would be easier after I got promoted to associate professor?" Fang Ziye pressed his temples with his thumbs and closed his eyes.

Fang Ziye wished there were forty-eight hours in a day, so that people could sleep for only eight hours.

Luo Tingzhu was also busy, and it wasn't until 1:30 a.m. that she finished organizing the data.

Upon going outside, he saw Fang Ziye still looking worried, so he came over and massaged Fang Ziye's shoulders.

"Tingzhu, let's go take a bath and go to bed..." Fang Ziye said, taking Luo Tingzhu's hand.

The path a couple chooses is their own!

Neither of them wanted to lie down; they still had grand dreams. They deserved to be exhausted!
(End of this chapter)