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Chapter 614 The Mirror (Please Subscribe)

Not giving up on your major easily is a 'new' way of thinking.

Fang Ziye sometimes doubted his choices, such as whether he should develop his panel into an all-rounder or specialize in one area.

During my last conversation with my teacher Deng Yong and others, Deng Yong told me not to give up on trauma surgery, because trauma surgery is the cornerstone of Fang Ziye's work and the area where Fang Ziye has accumulated the most profound knowledge.

Each specialty has its own unique characteristics. The key is to build upon these characteristics and gradually expand outwards.

Professor Liu Huanglong had made the same mistake before. He believed that the upper limit of hand surgery was extremely limited, so he wanted to switch from hand surgery to trauma surgery.

But after collaborating with Fang Ziye on several projects, he realized that it wasn't that hand surgery had limited potential, but rather that he hadn't delved deeply enough into it.

"Thank you for your guidance, Professor Li. Your insights have truly resolved my long-standing confusion," Fang Ziye said solemnly, clasping his hands in a respectful gesture.

"It's nothing. Many seniors have had this kind of confusion. Some older seniors also start to doubt themselves after reaching a certain level."

"But many successful professors are certain that there is no such thing as a good or bad subject. The deeper your understanding of a subject, the more unique your strengths become."

"Any discipline is open and inclusive, and any discipline can be compatible or compatible with other disciplines based on its own characteristics."

"Even if we think the opposite now, it's just that we haven't fully discovered it yet."

“I read the Tao Te Ching a few years ago and I thought there was a sentence in it that was absolutely brilliant: ‘The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao.’” Li Yongjun said this time with a hint of a joke.

……

After Nie Mingxian returned, Professor Li Yongjun's tone and rhythm of speech returned to normal: "Mingxian, do you currently have any opinions on orthopedic tumors?"

Nie Mingxian nodded: "There are some, but I haven't had time to think about them in depth yet. After all, I'm quite busy right now, and I can't even finish all my work."

"As long as you keep thinking, instead of just focusing on doing things, that's fine."

After confirming Nie Mingxian's statement, Li Yongjun turned to ask, "Professor Fang, I plan to organize a small academic conference soon, focusing on the topic of vascular surgery. I wonder if you would be available to be a speaker?"

"The topic of our discussion is the establishment of a tumor blood supply induction model!"

Li Yongjun has a high position, a deep network of connections, and a strong foundation of knowledge and experience, so he can easily organize a large-scale academic conference.

Moreover, Professor Li Yongjun's experience and knowledge may be more extensive than that of his teacher, Professor Duan Hong of Tongji Hospital, so his views and ways of doing things are slightly different.

Fang Ziye thought about it carefully before asking, "I wonder what time Teacher Li has scheduled?"

"Let me see if I'm free!"

Previously, Fang Ziye had no idea what Deng Yong and the others were busy with, and always felt that they were never free.

Now that Fang Ziye has gradually reached this level, he has realized that he is really busy. There are too many things to do, and he needs to carefully organize the tasks, otherwise the situation will appear chaotic.

Declining some agendas and schedules that you feel are not important is an essential part of travel planning.

"It should be around the middle of next month."

"However, the location is yet to be determined, but it is highly likely that some colleagues from Hubei Province will be invited to attend this academic conference."

"Mid-May...Teacher Li, I already have other plans for mid-May," Fang Ziye could only politely decline.

Nie Mingxian knew about this and took the initiative to mention, "Teacher, Ziye is going to attend a conference on the improvement of prosthetic devices in the middle of next month. Professor Duan Hong from Tongji Hospital invited him in advance."

Li Yongjun would not postpone an academic conference that already had a pre-arranged schedule just for Fang Ziye.

Li Yongjun could only express his regret: "That would be such a pity."

“Teacher Li, we will both be working at the sanatorium from now on, and I will be your assistant. If there is anything I need to learn from you, I will come to you anytime,” Fang Ziye said respectfully.

Previously, Fang Ziye did not know what Professor Li Yongjun was thinking, but he felt that his thinking patterns and forms were similar to theirs.

Perhaps these professors don't even have as deep an understanding of his academic theories.

It's true that their academic theories aren't as profound as his, but Professor Li Yongjun and others' way of thinking already carries their personal life concepts. Many of their principles, when spoken, are different from those of others.

This kind of clearly articulated understanding has a certain metaphysical feel to it, like knowing one's destiny. Moreover, they won't explain it to you in a profound and mysterious way; they can offer you a different interpretation in a very common and understandable way.

It is common knowledge in academia that many disciplines can be governed by philosophy.

……

After the meal, Dean Chen Song invited Fang Ziye to his office at the sanatorium, mainly to give Fang Ziye some "feedback"!
This is Fang Ziye's reward for recruiting such a top talent to the sanatorium.

However, before Dean Chen could even begin, Director Song Libo hurriedly knocked on the door and entered. Once inside, his expression was quite gloomy: "Dean Chen, something bad has happened."

"What is it?" Chen Song looked up, a faint smile still on his face.

"Professor Li Yongjun has been exposed for having financial problems. Currently, the disciplinary committee of Kyoto Hospital is conducting an internal investigation into this matter," Song Libo quickly relayed the information he had just learned.

The smile on Chen Song's face gradually faded, and his eyelids twitched twice: "Have they gone mad?"

If Li Yongjun has financial problems, then Kyoto Hospital itself is attracting unwanted attention.

"It's not inside the hospital, it's related to an external medical device company."

"That's right, Dean Chen. Professor Li has his own patents and receives dividends from patent transfers. It was someone from the company who tampered with this money!"

"It's more than what's on the books!"

"There is also a detailed list, part of which is related to the medical consumables used by Professor Li, but I don't know if Professor Li Yongjun is aware of this..." Song Libo reported.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's expression immediately froze.

Profit sharing from patent licensing?

Fang Ziye had taken this money himself before. Under normal circumstances, he didn't pay attention to how much money it was; he just took whatever the company gave him.

The company is for-profit; its essence is to make money. How much more would they give?

Could it be that the company deliberately gave Professor Li Yongjun more money in order to control him?
Is this a trap?
That doesn't make sense either. Professor Li Yongjun's departure from Kyoto Hospital has no impact on their company. Even if Professor Li Yongjun comes to Enshi Sanatorium, the patent transfer and authorization will still exist.

Fang Ziye truly never imagined that the dividend money might have any problems.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Song said, "Song Libo, go and communicate with Professor Li again to find out whether this matter is true or false. If Professor Li was aware of it, then handle it as if he was aware of it."

"If you are unaware of it, then treat it as if you were unaware of it."

"Ideally, you should be specific about when he received his dividends, the exact amount, and the financial statements!"

"Okay, Dean Chen, I'll report to you as soon as possible."

After saying this, Song Libo turned to leave, but then turned back halfway and said, "This matter is currently only being handled internally; it is not a formal complaint or anything like that."

"I estimate that it's highly likely that the person from Kyoto Hospital is trying to take advantage of the situation to make a quick buck," Professor Song Libo offered his deduction.

The person at Kyoto Hospital and the person at Kyoto Sanatorium both have a grudge against Chen Song. Even if they know they can't stop Li Yongjun's "resignation," they still want to make things difficult for him.

"Go and handle it first, and report back later." Chen Song's face was gloomy, but he was neither particularly anxious nor particularly angry.

Instead, they are very carefully weighing whether the matter is true or false, and if it is true, how to handle it, and if it is false, how to handle it...

Song Libo left in a hurry.

After Fang Ziye and Chen Song looked at each other for a while, Chen Song said, "Ziye, this is not a big deal."

Chen and Song were trying to appease Fang Ziye.

This demonstrates the capabilities of Enshi Sanatorium and just how extensive his personal network is.

Economic issues are not a big deal?
Well, Fang Ziye doesn't understand the world of the big shots.

However, spurred by this incident, Fang Ziye asked, "Dean Chen, do you think I should make a call to Boss Chen?"

"Do you think that the patent transfer dividends I receive from Mr. Chen's company will also encounter similar situations?"

"I'm not saying that Boss Chen wanted to harm me secretly, but rather..."

"Maybe?!"

Professor Li Yongjun has patents and the right to be granted them, but the company has set a trap for him.

Li Yongjun wasn't an accountant, so he never imagined the company would give too much, and he also fabricated reports for other consumables, thus creating a medical corruption scandal!

"Then why don't you make a phone call and ask..." Chen Song himself didn't seem to trust his son very much, or rather, he didn't know Chen Guangbai very well.

Fang Ziye readily agreed and picked up the phone to make the call.

After Fang Ziye quickly recounted the whole story, Chen Guangbai was taken aback: "Give more money? That shouldn't be possible, right? I'll ask now."

"Ziye, where are you now?" Chen Guangbai didn't take it seriously at all.

Without his own orders, how could the company's finance department dare to act recklessly?

If that's the case, then his company would have ceased to exist long ago.

“I’m with Dean Chen!” Fang Ziye replied.

At the same time, he was also a little nervous, as this was the closest he had ever come to arm wrestling with a 'big shot'.

Even someone as capable as Professor Li Yongjun can become a pawn in someone else's game, manipulated and controlled within their own blind spots...

Human nature is to seek externally.

They either seek wealth or fame.

Any salesperson or other company that contacts you is essentially trying to make money off you, and then they'll give you a smaller share of the profits.

Someone who secretly gives you extra money must have a much deeper plan.

Moreover, doing so is likely to be a thankless task...

"Dean Chen, if there's nothing else here, I'll head back now. I can also ask the finance department for a more detailed report."

“If he can provide a detailed list, then even if there are mistakes, it will be his problem. I have never asked for it; it’s always been the other side unilaterally paying us the dividends,” Fang Ziye said.

"Okay, you go back first, I'm going back too."

"I will still credit Professor Li for coming to our sanatorium. Whether it's a cash reward or a merit award, I will give the order," Chen Song said.

"Thank you, Dean Chen." Fang Ziye gently clasped his hands in thanks before leaving.

……

After leaving the clinical area of ​​the sanatorium, Fang Ziye did not go directly back to the villa area, but went to the laboratory first.

As expected, Nie Mingxian was still seriously conducting his experiment. His phone was completely silent, and his expression was very calm. He had no idea what had happened to his teacher.

Perhaps Professor Li Yongjun didn't tell Nie Mingxian about this so as not to worry her.

After Fang Ziye arrived, Nie Mingxian stopped his experiment and turned to ask, "Ziye, are you free these next couple of days?"

"You've prepared for many large academic presentations in advance. Could you spare some time to give me some pointers?"

Fang Ziye was a genuine participant, while Nie Mingxian was mostly involved in behind-the-scenes work.

How to adjust one's mindset and how to prepare are things that Fang Ziye needs to prepare for, and Nie Mingxian also needs to make the same preparations.

The level of preparation required for academic reports varies slightly depending on their nature.

Otherwise, problems may arise during the Q&A session later.

Professor Li Yongjun didn't choose to tell Nie Mingxian about his situation, so Fang Ziye didn't intend to say anything more.

In any case, Dean Chen and Director Song Libo had already considered the worst-case scenario and each had their own approach, so Fang Ziye was no longer worried about the bigwigs' ability to handle things.

“Okay, Brother Nie, just come over when the time comes.” Fang Ziye nodded.

"Can I come?" Liao Jia asked.

"Brother Liao, aren't you going to the bar to admire the beauties?" Fang Ziye joked.

Liao Jia gave his visits to bars a refined name: "Enjoying all the beautiful women without getting involved."

"Can't we at least do something productive all day long?"

Liao Jia continued, "You have a student who has good talent, but he doesn't do anything productive all day long."

"What I'm saying is, chasing girls isn't even the most important thing. She's ten years younger than me, but she seems more mature than me in her speech and actions. It's really strange."

Liao Jia is often in the lab, and Hu Qingyuan is in the lab every day. Whether by chance or by design, you will often run into each other.

Liao Jia would also stroll over during breaks or rest periods of experiments, so he gained some understanding of Hu Qingyuan.

Fang Ziye nodded and said with a wry smile, "Brother Liao, my student's situation is somewhat similar to yours, and I can't help him either."

"Oh? How so?" Liao Jia asked.

“Others are big streamers. Every time they go live to play games, they have two or three thousand members. Their income is higher than mine.”

"How am I supposed to manage this?" Fang Ziye later learned that Hu Qingyuan had lied to him. He wasn't a small streamer at all, nor was he a super streamer, but according to Fang Ziye's understanding, with over 30,000 online viewers and 3,000 long-term members, his monthly income was likely close to six figures.

And that's a conservative estimate, since Hu Qingyuan isn't currently selling products; he's just playing games.

Liao Jia said, "That's so interesting. When should I spend more time with him?"

In Liao Jia's view, it would be even more interesting if Hu Qingyuan could do that.

Nie Mingxian, that penniless wretch, immediately broke down in his defenses. He listened for half the conversation before heading straight into the laboratory. If he had had that kind of income back then, he wouldn't have had to live such a frugal life.

However, each choice and lifestyle has its own benefits.

He can't compare to Liao Jia and Hu Qingyuan in terms of income, but in terms of professional expertise and academic accumulation, he can easily surpass both of them.

Liao Jia has now sold most of his patents.

It's a sale, not a transfer.

Despite the "tainted smell of money" in the blind trial, he was almost subjected to a "steel wool" treatment, at least in essence.

……

Luo Tingzhu and the others were all very busy and basically had no time to pay attention to Fang Ziye, who occasionally came to the laboratory. When Fang Ziye arrived, they simply greeted him and then went about their own business.

Li Yuanpei and others in the laboratory were also busy. Although they were not working on the most advanced topics, there were very few people in China who were doing experiments like them and conducting research on large circular pathways. It was a high-level topic.

If they can accomplish this, they too can "ascend."

With these accumulated advantages, not to mention Song Yi, even three more Song Yis could potentially be killed in front of Li Yuanpei, instead of Li Yuanpei being favored by Deng Yong and thus provoking a backlash.

The reason why the senior professors punished Deng Yong in the past seems to be because their teacher violated the rules, but in essence it is because Li Yuanpei himself was not good enough.

I just look down on him!

Of course, others have reasons to look down on him, since they are in the same grade and the same age group, so what else should they look at if not their accumulated knowledge and experience?
Judging by appearance?
"Brother Ye, you're busy, aren't you?" Li Yuanpei greeted him insincerely as he passed by again.

It wasn't that Li Yuanpei was unwilling to deal with Fang Ziye, but rather that he was genuinely quite busy.

Moreover, he was Fang Ziye's classmate, and he truly stood in an objective position, witnessing Fang Ziye's transformation from an insignificant figure to the respected professor he is today.

Medicine is a special industry. There are incompetent people who get by in this industry, but they are destined not to reach a high level because medical disputes are difficult to suppress indefinitely.

Accumulated knowledge, scientific research, and profound experience are most fully utilized in this industry.

Fang Ziye didn't pay much attention. After thinking about it again, he went to Lan Tianluo's workstation: "Tianluo, I've come over to tell you something. I just thought of it recently..."

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianluo immediately turned around and began taking notes. Fang Ziye then provided guidance on the direction and emphasized some key theoretical aspects.

Li Yuanpei had previously said that Fang Ziye needed to learn to let go and guide others instead of doing everything himself, which would reduce the sense of involvement of others.

Currently, neither Fang Ziye's junior apprentice nor the other members of the team are the type to have mental blocks. If they don't understand something at first, they will definitely understand it after a few days. Otherwise, they wouldn't have learned to this point and would have already gone to work.

Lan Tianluo slowly stopped writing and nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "Okay, senior brother, I understand. If you hadn't pointed this out, it would have been really hard to think of it."

"It's so comfortable to have a senior brother to guide you."

Fang Ziye smiled upon hearing this: "Once the operation reaches a certain limit, it may reach the upper limit of human physical ability, making it difficult to achieve a qualitative breakthrough."

"At this point, we either need to rely on tools or on new theories and ways of thinking."

"You are the most versatile person in our team."

Lan Tianluo was delighted upon hearing this, and secretly lowered his voice, eager to try: "Then how do I compare to my sister?"

Fang Ziye was stunned.

Luo Tingzhu also asked this question: Aren't you two siblings a little too competitive?
Even siblings compare themselves to each other, and they also compare themselves to people they like.

Fang Ziye had a vivid memory of this competitive spirit. If Luo Tingzhu hadn't always been trying to "show off" and surpass him, Fang Ziye might have confessed his feelings long ago.

But the circumstances at that time didn't allow it!

At that time, Fang Ziye was just a junior master's student, penniless and without any savings.

Luo Tingzhu is beautiful, has won all her scholarships, and has also won prize money in competitions. She has saved nearly 300,000 yuan in prize money. How can Fang Ziye possibly ask her for help, especially since Fang Ziye's own family is not well-off...

"I'm not as good as you. That's the truth." Fang Ziye stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked out.

After taking a few steps, he looked back at Lan Tianluo, who was secretly chuckling to himself!

After reading it, Fang Ziye shook his head and ignored him.

……

That evening, to be precise, at 7:39 PM, Fang Ziye received a call from Boss Chen Guangbai.

Fang Ziye is still in the lab, leading several of his students in researching miRNA in osteosarcoma, conducting group discussions and presentations.

Although Hu Qingyuan and Fang Ziye's assistants had been in charge of this project, the project was too difficult and the workload was too heavy for Hu Qingyuan to handle alone.

"Hu Qingyuan, please break down the tasks for your two senior brothers. They've just arrived and aren't familiar with the topic yet, so divide the tasks gradually."

"Then we'll hand over the solutions for the remaining branch routes to them."

"I'm going to answer a phone call." Fang Ziye turned and walked out of the conference room in the laboratory.

Chen Guangbai's phone call was likely related to him, so Fang Ziye dared not be careless.

"Fang Ziye, how much money do you have in your bank account right now?" That was Chen Guangbai's first question.

"There are probably more than four hundred."

"What, Mr. Chen? Could it be?" Fang Ziye's heart skipped a beat.

"Yes, you guessed right. There is an infiltration of Kyoto Sanatorium in our company. Because I specifically spoke to the finance department about you, your reports were all given the green light by the finance department, so they didn't even look at the details."

"Fortunately, the amount is not large, only a little over 100,000 yuan, but she really did provide a detailed report, which listed all the sutures our company used in your hospital under your name, and even gave you the 'kickback'."

"Fang Ziye, don't worry. I've already contacted our company's legal department to handle this matter."

"First of all, you probably don't have any substantial evidence from the sales manager you're dealing with that we'll give you a rebate, right?" Chen Guangbai pressed.

Fang Ziye felt a chill run down his spine.

This world is full of traps; the way someone gives you a gift is so unpredictable that it's impossible to guard against them.

"Mr. Chen, I still have our chat history with him."

"I thought it was just normal profit sharing from the nude mouse destruction model and the miniature circulator."

“Next time I’ll ask him for a detailed report,” Fang Ziye said.

"Okay!~"

"I will personally review the next payment for your dividends."

After Chen Guangbai responded, he began to curse loudly: "These bastards are fucking filthy!"

"Fang Ziye, you can leave it like this for now. Since this dividend is not part of your unit's revenue, you don't need to report it to your hospital's leadership for the time being."

"But!~"

"I'll give you a call. Go ahead and explain the situation to them... they'll help you handle this..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye interjected, "Mr. Chen, can your company just give more or less money at will?"

"Of course not!"

Chen Guangbai immediately replied, "I told you, I gave you the green light, so basically no one is scrutinizing you!"

"You're our company's cash cow right now. What good would it do me if I cheated you? We're in this together."

"Don't worry, Professor Fang, we will handle this matter ourselves and it doesn't constitute bribery or anything like that."

Fang Ziye didn't know much about legal matters, so to be on the safe side, he decided to consult someone.

This person must hold a high position and possess a certain depth of understanding and insight into the law...

I might need to ask my teacher, Professor Deng Yong, for help, or I might need to plead with Dean Wang to find a way out for me.

To be honest, Fang Ziye really doesn't care about this 300,000+ yuan rebate on suture materials. It's not much money, and it's a complete mess...

Fang Ziye then made several phone calls to his teacher and Dean Wang Xinghuan, and finally consulted a law professor before realizing that the patent transfer profit-sharing scheme was actually quite complex.

In this field, a slight misstep could lead to serious trouble.

Fang Ziye didn't really understand the relationship between University A, Company B, and Company C, but he did know one thing: he needed a professional and reliable law professor or an elite lawyer for consultation.

Of course, most people would choose the latter, but Fang Ziye has his advantages!
Dean Wang Xinghuan and Professor Yuan Yufeng, who is also the vice principal, recommended a renowned professor from the law department to Fang Ziye. The two agreed to meet in Wuhan the next day, where Fang Ziye would need to tell him the whole story...

Fang Ziye had to change his itinerary at the last minute.

After confirming the appointment time, Fang Ziye called Professor Fang Zhikuan of the Trauma Surgery Department again: "Professor Fang, can we cancel the surgery scheduled for tomorrow?"

"Please talk to the patient. I have a very important personal matter that requires me to return to Wuhan. Professor Wu may not be able to perform the functional reconstruction surgery..."

"Oh, okay, Team Leader Fang." Fang Zhikuan agreed without any hesitation.

Fang Ziye said that Wu Xuanqi couldn't win, and Fang Zhikuan tacitly agreed that Wu Xuanqi couldn't win.

Although Wu Xuanqi is impressive, he is still quite a bit behind Fang Ziye. At most, Wu Xuanqi is only slightly better than him, while Fang Ziye is at least one level, or even two levels ahead of him...

It took Fang Ziye two full days to deal with his own affairs internally before they came to light.

A professor from the law department of Han City University, along with his student, who is also a well-known economics lawyer in Han City, helped Fang Ziye handle this matter.

Of course, the legal department of Chen Guangbai's company also intervened and negotiated amicably.

The main reason this matter can be reached quickly is that Fang Ziye and Chen Guangbai's company have no conflict or dispute. This is a personal matter. Someone is deliberately planting a landmine between the company and Fang Ziye!

They just alerted the minefield beforehand!

"Professor Lei, Attorney Tong, thank you so much! You've worked so hard!"

"Next time, next time I come, I will definitely treat you to a meal again to express my gratitude," Fang Ziye said warmly, shaking hands with the two of them.

"Professor Fang, you're too kind. When I came to Zhongnan Hospital for treatment before, the hospital also gave me a lot of convenience because of me. It's only right that we help each other out," Professor Lei said with a smile.

As an affiliated hospital of Seoul National University, it offers some benefits to Seoul National University employees that are difficult to disclose.

This includes, but is not limited to, temporary overtime work that cuts in line, or specialist professors sitting in the wards for outpatient consultations.

"Attorney Tong, how should the legal fees be calculated? Should I contact your clinic directly?"

"What legal fees? We just sat down and had a few meals together. You didn't even sign a contract with our firm." Attorney Tong was very shrewd.

His mentor played a crucial role in his success in Seoul.

The leader of a procuratorate in Wuhan is his senior colleague, the top leader of the court is his senior uncle, and there's also someone from a certain unit...

A person who has been fed by their mentor for a lifetime must be extraordinary to warrant a personal call from their teacher asking for their help. It's too good to pass up a good relationship with such a person.

"The humanities programs at Han City University are much more specialized than their science programs!~"

"The law programs at some political and legal universities aren't as good as ours," Deng Yong hinted to Fang Ziye from the passenger seat of his car.

Fang Ziye nodded.

This point must be acknowledged.

The Faculty of Arts at Seoul National University, especially Marxist Philosophy, is practically unparalleled in China. Its science programs, however, are relatively more "conservative."

"Master, I'm only just realizing that people are most at ease when they're still; once they start walking, every step could be a trap!"

"If it weren't for Nie Mingxian's teacher serving as a cautionary tale, I would never have imagined that someone would dig a hole for me here!" Fang Ziye felt a chill run down his spine.

Deng Yong stroked his chin and said, "Right?"

"Therefore, every step is fraught with danger, and we must proceed with caution."

"In the future, when you gain something, you must be more careful. When you give or lose something, you must also learn to weigh whether you have gained anything else in return for what you give and lose."

"For example, something like 'regenerating from a broken tail'," Deng Yong suddenly said.

Fang Ziye suddenly turned his head and looked at Deng Yong.

Deng Yong gave a half-smile.

Well, as expected of an old comrade, having an elder in the family is like having a treasure. This mentor of mine is now much more 'useful' than my former mentor, Yuan Weihong...

(End of this chapter)