top student at medical school

Chapter 643 The Limitations of Parents!
"Let's go, let's keep our voices down and not disturb their sleep. We're going to buy some groceries," Liang Xia said.

"You're silent." Fang Nan lowered his voice even further.

After tiptoeing out of the villa, the two began to look around.

Outside the courtyard, the lights are bright, the flowers and plants are fragrant, and the atmosphere is quiet and serene.

The temperature difference was also large, and hot winds blew in, assaulting the couple's bodies.

"The places where rich people live are so comfortable; the air conditioning is on 24 hours a day."

"This villa must cost at least a million, right?" Liang Xia exclaimed with deep emotion, her voice like Han Chan's.

"Even a million wouldn't be enough for the interior renovations."

Fang Nan himself works in the renovation industry and has some knowledge of interior design. He shook his head and said, "It's already 6:30. I don't know if I can still buy vegetables."

"Besides, how are we going to get down from here? Let's hurry to the entrance and wait for the bus."

"Let's go, let's go," Liang Xia urged.

The further they went, the more cautious they became, especially when they saw the elegant walkway that looked like something out of a TV show; they seemed rather furtive.

However, the people in the security booth saw that the two had come out of the villa area, so they ignored them.

After the two left, they looked back towards the sanatorium's clinical area. The area was still crowded and noisy, but guards and police were maintaining order, so it was a quiet place amidst the chaos.

The two waited for more than ten minutes, but still no bus came. There wasn't a single car on the road, which made them a little anxious. They thought about going back to ask the security guard in the guard booth.

Fang Nan knocked on the window, tugged at his short-sleeved shirt, and forced a smile as he asked, "Hey bro, which bus do I take down the mountain from here?"

"We're planning to go downstairs to buy some groceries; my son and the others haven't had dinner yet."

"Oh, my son works here too," Fang Nan emphasized.

The two guards at the security booth, who had been sitting and playing on their phones, immediately became reserved upon hearing this and opened the window and door: "Excuse me, who are you?"

Another person said, "The buses aren't running here today."

The road to the sanatorium has been blocked off. At this time, there are still occasional critically ill patients being transferred in and some patients being transferred out. In addition, there are relatives of deceased patients coming to collect their bodies, so the road has been temporarily blocked off.

"My son's name is Fang Ziye."

"Hey bro, have a smoke." Fang Nan forced a smile.

After Fang Nan finished speaking, the two people inside quickly stood up and hurried out of the security booth.

Long Jinhua quickly asked, "Uncle, what's your name?"

“My name is Fang Nan, and I’m also a local from Enshi. I’ve come to see my son. He was injured, and he’s catching up on sleep right now.”

"This is my wife. I was thinking of going to buy some groceries so that he'll have a hot meal when he wakes up," Fang Nan said briefly, then continued to disperse his cigarette and bowed slightly.

Long Jinhua and his colleagues bent down even lower, took the cigarettes with both hands, and quickly helped Fang Nan up, saying, "Uncle, uncle, don't worry."

"You're here to buy groceries, right?"

"At this time, we don't have public transportation here, but we do have meat and vegetables available. Please see what you would like to eat, and I'll have someone deliver the vegetables over."

"We'll deliver it to Professor Fang's courtyard, so you won't have to make the trip back and forth," Long Jinhua said with great certainty.

Now there are fewer patients being transferred around, and the logistics department no longer needs to purchase other equipment and medicines. If the logistics staff in charge of the canteen hear that Professor Fang Ziye needs vegetables, they can find a way to get them even if the canteen doesn't have them.

"No need, that's too much trouble, brother. You just need to tell me how to get to the market." Fang Nan and Liang Xia were quite down-to-earth.

“There are no cars going down the mountain at this time, and the roads up the mountain are all closed. Why don’t you tell me what dishes you would like?” Long Jinhua continued to ask.

Normally, if a professor wants to cook at home, he can simply go to the cafeteria and pick up the food he needs.

It's certainly possible now.

The "miracle" that Fang Ziye created in the sanatorium, and the fact that he was injured on the spot, were known to everyone in the sanatorium, from top to bottom.

"Just half a pound of pork, and some vegetables, like cabbage or radish, that's fine. How much would you like?" Fang Nan thought he had a way to make money at the sanatorium.

"No need for money, Uncle, I'll arrange for someone to deliver it to you right away..." Long Jinhua replied after remembering.

……

"You mean? Someone really delivered vegetables? It's already this late." Fang Nan and Liang Xia were chatting in the yard, Liang Xia's tone was skeptical!

"I don't know either... Xiao Ye only said that food and accommodation are included, but she didn't say that vegetables would be delivered."

"If we really send it, it'll probably cost some money. Don't complain about the price later, Xiaoye and Tingzhu are hungry..."

"Am I that kind of person?" Liang Xia muttered, her brows furrowing slightly.

Around 7:40, Liang Xia and Fang Nan saw three or four people walk in from outside. It seemed that in addition to someone carrying a basket, there was also someone wearing a white chef's uniform and carrying a box.

Upon arriving at the villa's courtyard gate, the group leader forced a smile: "This must be Professor Fang's home, right? We're here to cook dinner for him..."

Fang Nan and Liang Xia were slightly stunned upon hearing this.

After much persuasion, the couple finally realized what was happening and accepted the food. They quickly scurried inside, closed the door, and their expressions were stiff, filled with unease...

When Fang Ziye woke up again, it was around 11 p.m. Still sleepy, Fang Ziye subconsciously looked to his side but did not see Luo Tingzhu.

Fang Ziye vaguely remembered his parents, while Luo Tingzhu went to the second bedroom...

Fang Ziye narrowed his eyes, feeling a throbbing pain in his temples, with occasional sharp, needle-like twitches shooting straight to his cerebral cortex, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Fang Ziye spread his four fingers and pressed his temples with his thumbs before he felt much more comfortable.

I got out of bed and found the room temperature comfortable, which kept me from the anxiety of late June.

When Fang Ziye pushed open the bedroom door, he found Luo Tingzhu and his parents chatting around the dining table.

On the dining table, five round plates of dishes, a mix of meat and vegetables, were laid out.

"Xiao Ye, you're up." Fang Nan had sharp ears and immediately heard Fang Ziye push open the door.

Upon hearing the sound, Luo Tingzhu stood up and called out "Senior Brother." Before he could react, Liang Xia had already hurriedly gotten up and ran towards Fang Ziye.

He approached and grasped Fang Ziye's right hand, examining it closely. He lowered his head and asked softly, "Does it still hurt, Xiao Ye?"

Her voice was soft, her eyes were languid, and her slightly plump figure was a full head shorter than Fang Ziye, so she had to look up at him.

Your loved ones will always care about your health, whether you're well-fed or thin, not your social standing.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, Mom."

"I'll go brush my teeth first, then we'll eat quickly. You go get your rice first," Fang Ziye said.

"Okay, I'll go get the rice." When Liang Xia heard Fang Ziye say he wanted to eat, she quickly suppressed all her thoughts.

Food is the most important thing for people. When children are hungry, they need to eat. Everything else can be postponed...

Right-handed people will find it particularly inconvenient after their right hand is injured. Because they cannot make a fist with their right hand, Fang Ziye has to use his left hand to hold the toothbrush and his right thumb and forefinger to hold the water cup and brush his teeth.

After dealing with the unpleasant situation, Fang Ziye rubbed his face with one hand.

Fang Ziye also felt rather uncomfortable during the meal.

Since I can't use chopsticks with my right hand, and my left hand isn't as skilled as my right, I simply switched to using a spoon.

Liang Xia and Fang Nan hadn't touched their chopsticks yet, but they kept urging Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu to eat more and make sure they were full.

Fang Ziye stopped eating after eating about 70-80% full.

It wasn't a good time to eat too much, but Fang Ziye's slow eating pace meant he was clearly the last to put down his chopsticks.

"Are you really done eating? There's no rush to eat." Liang Xia, who had barely eaten anything, only ate a few bites and spoke softly.

Fang Ziye nodded vigorously: "Mom, I'm really full."

"I'm going to wash the dishes, Auntie," Luo Tingzhu said, taking the initiative to pick up the bowls.

"I'll go, I'll go." Fang Nan immediately stopped Luo Tingzhu.

"Xiao Luo, you've worked hard for a long time. Let me handle this little thing. You should take a good rest."

Fang Nan clearly regarded Luo Tingzhu as one of his own and felt sorry for her, so he picked up the plate and squeezed into the kitchen.

Liang Xia quickly said, "Tingzhu, you should rest too. You're tired, and it breaks my heart to see you like this..."

After hearing this, Luo Tingzhu stopped worrying and shook her head. "Actually, I'm fine. I've been rotating between treating patients at the sanatorium."

"The workload is not very large."

Fang Ziye said, "You joined the emergency team earlier than me. Do you want to rest for a bit? I want to chat with my mom for a while."

Luo Tingzhu hesitated slightly, but Liang Xia immediately cut off Fang Ziye's suggestion: "Tingzhu, you stay too, let's talk together. After we're done, your uncle and I have to go back."

“We arrived this morning, and no one is taking care of the pigs, chickens, and ducks at home.”

"It's so late, Mom, you should go back tomorrow morning!"

"I'll have someone drive you back. They certainly won't go hungry in one night," Fang Ziye said confidently.

"also……"

"Xiao Ye, tell me honestly, what kind of place is this?"

……

Fang Ziye patiently explained, and after performing seven or eight sets of couple's boxing with Luo Tingzhu, he said, "Mom, this time it's not because I work here that I need to go to the scene."

"But I'm a doctor, so I have to go to the scene."

"Even if I followed your advice and went to Ba County People's Hospital, the result would still be the same!"

"The incident happened suddenly, and people were needed on site. Not only did people from Ba County People's Hospital have to come to help, but doctors from some township health centers in the town were also transferred to the scene."

"If you don't believe me, you can go and ask around."

“It has nothing to do with where I work, but whenever something like this happens here, someone has to go to the scene to participate in the emergency rescue.”

"Moreover, as long as I am a doctor, no matter where I am, similar things may happen, and if they do, someone has to go to the scene."

"Unless they all quit being doctors."

"Nonsense." Liang Xia waved her hand, indicating her acceptance of Fang Ziye's 'explanation'. Yes, no matter where a doctor is, whenever something like this happens, someone has to go to the scene. It's either Fang Ziye, Zhang Ziye, or Li Ziye; there's no escaping it.

“Mom, our medical staff were actually very well protected on site. They were dozens of meters away from the safety line. This was just an accident, and one that couldn’t have been predicted in advance.”

"I'm not the only one who was injured, and I'm not the only doctor who was injured."

"Those who suffered more serious injuries were the police officers and firefighters, especially the firefighters on the front lines; they were the ones in the most danger!"

"There must be doctors from our town here too!"

“Tell me, if you had sent me to work in the county, this wouldn’t have happened, right?” Fang Ziye said.

Given Liang Xia's extensive network of information in the town, it was impossible for her not to know about this. The reason she was worried and anxious was because Fang Ziye was injured.

"Listen to the bamboo? Is that really true?" Liang Xia seemed a little skeptical of Fang Ziye.

Luo Tingzhu nodded: "Auntie, it's like this, there aren't actually that many people from our sanatorium who went to the scene."

"Then why did you go? Are you the only one capable of doing it?" Liang Xia began criticizing again.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye regained his composure; "Mom, if you disobey orders on the spot, it's not just a matter of getting injured, you'll have to change careers, and your son will starve to death."

"Think about it, if I don't become a doctor now, what else can I do?"

"Learning to make doors and windows from my dad is a good option. I'm pretty good at screwing in screws now. I'll ask my dad about it later..."

"Ouch, be gentle." Fang Ziye realized his ear had been pulled and quickly stopped joking.

The family didn't finish their Q&A chat until after midnight.

Then Liang Xia nudged Fang Nan and winked at Luo Tingzhu. Fang Nan immediately stopped being dazed and asked, "Tingzhu, Uncle actually knows that today is not the time to talk about business."

"However, we are Fang Ziye's parents. After all, we have a son, not a daughter."

“Since ancient times, men should marry when they are of age and women should marry when they are of age. In marriage, our family is the one who is proposing. Your aunt and I also know that you and Ziye have a good relationship!”

"Your aunt and I still want to meet with your parents before your engagement to discuss your marriage in detail."

"It is also our sincerity, and more importantly, our respect for your parents."

"As the old saying goes, when it comes to proposing marriage, the man should be sincere to a certain extent. It's really too rash for the parents of both sides not to meet each other..." Fang Nan's voice was quite sincere.

Luo Tingzhu fell silent upon hearing this, her expression gradually becoming unnatural.

Seeing this, Fang Ziye quickly said, "Dad, Mom, we've already agreed on this, so please don't ask any more questions."

“Tingzhu can make her own decisions.”

Her own parents always say they want to meet Luo Tingzhu's parents, isn't that making things difficult for them? How could Luo Tingzhu possibly bring her parents together now?

"This isn't as simple as you think," Fang Nan said, giving Fang Ziye a sidelong glance, his tone serious.

Fang Ziye knew that his parents were rather old-fashioned, so they believed that when asking for a daughter-in-law, the other party's parents had to agree, and they had to meet them and go through the traditional betrothal and wedding rites.

Even if it's not a lot of money, they still insist on going through the proper procedures; that's their stubbornness.

Luo Tingzhu remained silent, only slightly lowering her head. Fang Ziye then took Luo Tingzhu's hand and said in a low voice, "You should go back and rest first. I need to have a good talk with my parents."

"Okay." Luo Tingzhu replied and left; she trusted Fang Ziye.

After Luo Tingzhu left, Fang Ziye said, "Dad, haven't I told you about Luo Tingzhu's family situation several times? Why are you still saying this?"

"The orders of parents and the words of matchmakers have been a matter of course since ancient times!" Fang Nan said.

His expression was serious: "You want to marry her, but you don't even inform her parents, and neither side's parents meet. What kind of attitude is that?"

"People abroad don't get married anymore, right? This is a new era. People who fall in love freely can't have a wedding without a matchmaker, so they're considered illegitimate couples, right?" Fang Ziye's tone was slightly raised.

“Mom and Dad, I respect your thoughts, but we also need to speak based on facts.”

"Now, Tingzhu doesn't want her parents to interfere in her marriage, but she can't do it!"

Liang Xia said, "What's impossible about that? Her parents are just divorced, not married. They can come over, right?"

Liang Xia and Fang Nan were both from the countryside. They had seen many cases where the girl was willing to marry but her parents disagreed, and these cases often ended in failure.

There were even disputes.

For someone like Luo Tingzhu, who doesn't even inform her parents about her marriage, it's a major taboo to get married.

"Since Tingzhu can't face her parents for the time being, can you please not pressure her?" Fang Ziye continued to ask.

Fang Nan and Liang Xia are great in every way, except that their thinking is too rigid.

Fang Ziye could make most decisions, but when it came to his marriage, they took it very seriously.

"What's wrong with facing your own parents?"

“I didn’t make her eat people,” Liang Xia said.

"Engagement and family recognition are just like that. Xiao Ye, I've told you many times that marriage is a major event that parents should decide. Both sets of parents should discuss it together. It's a matter between two families, not just between the two of you."

"Marriage is not just a matter of you and Luo Tingzhu falling in love and getting married."

“There’s one in our town where the bride’s father didn’t show up. He said he called in advance, but when it came time for the wedding, he disagreed and sent the wedding party back home.”

"Isn't it just that we couldn't agree on the bride price?" Liang Xia continued to lecture.

Fang Ziye acknowledged Liang Xia's concerns and knew that what she said was true. But his tone still rose: "Does giving money mean you're being taken care of?"

“They divorced when they were young, each started their own families, and left their children at home with just some money and no companionship. How can you expect her to see her parents as ordinary parents?”

Fang Nan's voice was clear and firm: "What else? Isn't that how it is in our rural areas? Making money is never easy."

"How many people leave their children at home to go out and work? It's all out of necessity!"

Why are you so stubborn and won't listen to advice?

This may be the thinking gap between parents and children, making it difficult to reach a consensus.

In fact, Fang Ziye knew Fang Nan's concerns. He was afraid that Luo Tingzhu's parents would not know about the wedding and would cause a scene after their daughter got married, which would make the Fang family lose face.

It's not simply a matter of saving face, but rather a matter of whether or not one understands etiquette.

In their view, Luo Tingzhu's parents had a "nurturing grace", so they could talk about Luo Tingzhu's lifelong marriage!

As for what Fang Ziye said, that he couldn't face it or that it was difficult to face it?

You can't even face Luo Tingzhu's parents? Where has your conscience gone?
"Okay, okay, Dad, Mom, stop talking."

"My affairs are none of your business. Just let them drag on. One day at a time, one year at a time, one lifetime at a time, okay?" Seeing that he couldn't get through to him, Fang Ziye gave up.

“What’s wrong with you, kid? You’re going to do Tingzhu’s job,” Fang Nan said.

"Forcing a cow to drink water when it doesn't want to?"

“You’re not Tingzhu, so don’t make decisions for her.”

“I can listen to you, but these kinds of things can’t be resolved by persuasion.”

"At least, based on my understanding, I don't think Luo Tingzhu did anything wrong!"

"Just as you said, some people leave their children at home and go out to work, there's no other way."

"Why don't you two go out to work? Why do you want to stay with me all the time? It's because you can barely make a living in town, so you're willing to stay by my side for my sake."

“You are my parents, so you will treat me very well.”

“Tingzhu’s parents are much richer than you. Their separation wasn’t due to financial hardship. They are both very happy now and have their own families. But Tingzhu herself has never had her parents by her side…”

"This is at most raising, not nurturing."

"I can choose not to do what you're advising me to do, right? We need to be reasonable..."

“If paying money is considered raising a child, then it would be far too easy for rich people to raise a child,” Fang Ziye said emphatically.

Don't persuade others to be kind to others without suffering.

This isn't about whether Luo Tingzhu is kind or unkind.

It's not a question of whether they are filial or not.

The debt of gratitude owed to parents for raising their children is not just about providing for them.

The only person Luo Tingzhu wanted to tell about her marriage was her grandmother. But her grandmother had passed away.

“Xiao Ye, this really can’t be done the way you’re saying! You have to listen to my advice!” Fang Nan said.

Fang Ziye said, "Dad, Mom, let me have a good talk with you two today. You're just afraid that Tingzhu's parents will come and cause trouble."

"Isn't it just because you're afraid of losing face? Isn't it because you're afraid people will think you don't know any manners?"

"You're afraid of losing face, so you want me to force other people's wishes on you. Is that a proper thing to do?"

"Then tell me, besides this concern, what else are you afraid of?" Fang Ziye directly ripped through the veil of pretense that his parents were trying to hide.

Fang Nan and Liang Xia both felt somewhat uneasy.

That is indeed what they are worried about.

Back in my hometown, isn't being embarrassed a big deal? Being labeled as immature and irresponsible for your child's wedding is a serious matter.

Fang Ziye said, "First of all, Tingzhu and I have both made it clear that she can make her own decision on this matter, and her parents have no objections."

“You are my parents, so don’t make decisions for others.”

"Aren't you afraid that when you get married, people will ask where your in-laws are? Or that the wedding you're giving us isn't grand enough?"

"Why make such a fuss? A wedding is really just for others to see. No matter how grand or prestigious your wedding is, it's just something people will say."

"How much benefit can I actually gain?"

"Is it really necessary to be so nitpicky just for the sake of saving face?"

"Then let me make an outrageous request: I plan to spend 50 million on this wedding. Isn't that an unreasonable request?"

"Besides, we're just an ordinary family, we don't have that much of a burden to save face! Okay, Mom, Dad?" Fang Ziye said earnestly.

(End of this chapter)