top student at medical school

Chapter 650 The Rich Have to Pay Back Taxes!
"Mom and Dad, could you please help us take a look? Tingzhu and I are planning to go on a trip and take our wedding photos while we're at it."

“There’s no rush to buy a house. It’s not something that can be decided in a short time. We can take our time and look at different options later. Anyway, Tingzhu has already bought a house. If we need to buy a house next time, we’ll just pay in full…” Fang Ziye said with a smile.

"It seems like they're going to completely lift restrictions on home purchases now."

Fang Ziye also pays attention to the housing market, saying that purchase restrictions will be lifted in the future and that people will be encouraged to buy houses.

"That works too. Where are you going to take your wedding photos?" Fang Nan asked.

"Let's follow the trend in Asia City," Fang Ziye said with a smile.

Although everyone online says that the place is a rip-off, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu have never been there before, and it seems to be quite photogenic, so the two of them are planning to give it a try.

After all, given their current financial situation, they wouldn't mind spending 20,000 or 30,000 yuan on a short trip...

“Dad, Mom, why don’t you come with us? We only need to film for one day, and the rest of the time we can hang out together. We can even go to the duty-free shop,” Fang Ziye suggested.

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingzhu's eyes lit up instantly, and she nodded hurriedly.

"No, no, no, we won't go. We have so many livestock at home, how can we leave?"

"You young people go have fun on your own." Fang Nan waved his hand and shook his head, a habitual gesture.

Liang Xia also said, "Why would we go out to see mountains and rivers? Can they be as beautiful as the mountains and rivers here?"

Ba County is characterized by its mountains and rivers, with towering peaks and steep ridges.

Children who grow up here will never think about going to see the mountain scenery elsewhere.

"Mom, you and Dad have never seen the sea before, why don't we go eat seafood together?"

“You two can go ahead. I’m making money now, so you don’t have to worry about retirement money, right?” Fang Ziye winked at Fang Nan and Liang Xia, his meaning clear.

Dad, Mom, you two have pensions.

The nursing home gave you a one-time pension payment equivalent to nearly 25 years' worth of retirement benefits.

The amount of money you can receive after retirement is quite substantial.

Upon hearing this, Liang Xia's expression was a mix of pride and interest. She suggested, "How about we send our chickens and ducks to Mom and Dad's house, have my brother help us feed the pigs for a few days, and then we can go to Yishi for a trip?"

Yishi is Liang Xia's dream destination for travel; she feels that going any further would be a waste of money.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu exchanged a glance and didn't argue further.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, but once the elderly couple takes the first step, they are not afraid that they will never go out again.

Elderly people actually have many concerns, but not that many.

Aside from those with particularly introverted personalities, if a person doesn't have to worry about their children, doesn't have to worry about money, and has a pension and savings, there are still some people who are willing to go out and spend some money.

Not many people are born 'cheapskates' or misers.

Fang Ziye knew that Fang Nan and Liang Xia had prepared at least a million yuan for him, but compared to the cards he gave them, this amount of money was just a token of their goodwill.

Fang Ziye's income is legitimate; he has housing provident fund, various subsidies, stable employment, and a considerable income.

They have no pressure when it comes to buying a house or getting married, so they don't feel too bad about spending a little of their own money.

……

Upstairs, in Fang Ziye's room.

"Senior brother, do we really need to go to Shashi first, to see my mother, and then fly from Shashi to Yashi?"

“I wasn’t really prepared,” Luo Tingzhu said.

Fang Ziye said, "Actually, some of what my parents said is true. You are only going to see her from one perspective. She is your mother, and you are her daughter."

"Isn't it perfectly natural for you to go see her?"

"She was just pursuing her own happiness and never thought about giving you a perfect youth. She didn't abandon you or care about you at all."

"Besides, even an ugly husband has to meet his mother-in-law, so I have to go and meet your mother no matter what." Fang Ziye hugged Luo Tingzhu, his hands never still.

Luo Tingzhu was preoccupied with nervousness and didn't pay any attention to Fang Ziye's groping hands.

Fang Ziye is that kind of person. He is very proper in public, but when he is alone, as long as he is not reading or just being affectionate, his hands will not stay still.

Luo Tingzhu had mentioned it, but it was no use.

“Your father and mother separated amicably. Their relationship had broken down. If they were forced to stay together because of you and then separate again when you are an adult, it would be too cruel for them.”

“You should know that they are highly educated, so they will reject so-called ‘emotional blackmail,’ and they love you in the best way they understand.”

"But?" Fang Ziye did not offer any unsolicited advice to Luo Tingzhu.

Luo Tingzhu nodded gently: "Actually, I can think of these things, but when I actually face them, I still feel a little wronged."

"If you feel wronged, just say it. Tell the person you want to talk to most, tell your mother, and let her know that you're not doing well."

"You have a mother you can confide in, right?"

"It's not like she doesn't care about you or love you. She's still sending you snack packages, big and small. I can tell that your auntie really cares about you..."

"Because you've been in Enshi for the past few months, and you've basically never had the same snacks twice!" Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu nodded again: "Senior brother, how exactly was your Category A talent recruitment assessed? Could you help me find out?"

Well, Luo Tingzhu's competitive spirit has been reignited.

Fang Ziye gently pushed Luo Tingzhu away, looked her up and down for a moment, then pulled her into his arms again: "Okay, I'll go find out!"

Luo Tingzhu quickly explained, in a serious tone, "Senior brother, I didn't mean to compete with you in anything..."

“Okay, I understand,” Fang Ziye replied.

I thought to myself, "You're practically wearing your heart on your sleeve, but it's still not true."

But it's nothing, it's a good thing to be thinking about making progress.

If Luo Tingzhu were truly the kind of cute but clueless girl, Fang Ziye would actually find it a headache to explain certain things to her...

"Senior, if you want to buy a house, I have some money here. It's a small portion of the research bonus I received from our professor." Luo Tingzhu quietly pulled a bank card out of her pajama pocket.

"It's not much, only a little over 400,000."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye glanced at the door and whispered, "Tingzhu, you should know that the money in the card I gave my parents was all transferred from Boss Chen's company."

"The research bonuses issued by our hospital are on a separate card..."

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingzhu's alluring eyes narrowed instantly, transforming into a money-grubber: "Five million is all patent royalties? What about your research bonus from last year?"

Last year was a super productive year for Fang Ziye. He published nearly thirty or forty high-scoring articles based on his expertise in limb salvage surgery, functional reconstruction surgery, and microcirculation devices.

Luo Tingzhu thought that the five million was Fang Ziye's patent royalties and research bonuses.

Two years ago, Fang Ziye only did a little bit of "small-scale" work, but he still received three or four hundred thousand yuan.

Fang Ziye took out his phone, then sat down next to Luo Tingzhu and said, "Last year, we published articles with a few more collaborators, so the revenue from the research grants came from quite a few sources."

"We published quite a lot of articles, and the hospital and school felt it was too much, so in the end they only gave us a reward of 10,000 for each point, instead of the traditional reward of 10,000 for each point exceeding 15, or 10,000 for each article published in a journal like Cell."

“These are more detailed lists…” Fang Ziye presented Luo Tingzhu with the corresponding forms sent to him by Liu Huanglong, Yuan Weihong, Deng Yong, Wu Xuanqi, Duan Hong, Han Yuanxiao, Qin Geluo and others.

There are also detailed profit-sharing ratios, which were discussed and agreed upon by Fang Ziye and the others.

Luo Tingzhu held a calculator while taking notes on her phone.

"Three million, nine hundred and sixty-eight thousand two hundred?" The final calculation made Luo Tingzhu exclaim in a low voice!
If we assume that Fang Ziye's commission rate for each article is only 40%, then the prize money for Fang Ziye's articles published last year would be as high as 9 million yuan.

This is still a reward system of 10,000 per cent. No wonder the hospital and school had to specifically discuss with Fang Ziye that they couldn't follow the rules too strictly, otherwise they wouldn't be able to afford it.

“I didn’t calculate the exact amount, but if you do the math, my take-home pay last year was over eight million after tax.”

"But part of it was only received this year, and I don't know how much tax I'll have to pay next year!"

"Anyway, I had to pay back several amounts when calculating my personal income tax this year, and I estimate I'll have to pay back dozens more next year," Fang Ziye said, feeling a pang of regret.

However, there was no way around it; Fang Ziye's total income last year wasn't that high, so the amount of tax he had to pay when calculating his personal income tax wasn't very high.

Last year's bonuses have all been distributed this year, so the rules and regulations must still be followed.

Fang Ziye didn't want to suffer another major setback from the 'turmoil' he'd already experienced this year...

"The tax still needs to be paid." After her initial surprise, Luo Tingzhu quickly found an emotional outlet, her voice resolute.

Tax evasion is a bottom-line issue of the system, and its investigation is more stringent than that of corruption.

"Of course I know, I'm not obsessed with money!" Fang Ziye said, taking the phone from Luo Tingzhu's hand and then hugging her again.

Luo Tingzhu shifted her body slightly, then became as quiet as a rabbit after being anesthetized, allowing Fang Ziye to find a place to let go.

"Senior brother, if we calculate it this way, will the salary you received from the sanatorium and Zhongnan Hospital this year have to be taxed?" Luo Tingzhu asked.

Fang Ziye nodded: "According to the tax supplement policy I checked, that's how it is."

"It looks quite glamorous, but it's actually being taken advantage of for free."

"If I were to give up my clinical work now and honestly go into the laboratory, I would definitely earn more than I did as a doctor."

Luo Tingzhu gently turned to the side: "So, is this what you want?"

"Although Associate Professor Liao Jia is very fed up with his current situation, I am actually quite envious of him."

Fang Ziye's technical skills are undoubtedly excellent, and if he were to work in clinical practice, he would benefit many more patients.

However, nowadays, Fang Ziye no longer needs to rely on clinical work to earn money; on the contrary, all the money he receives from clinical work is used to pay back taxes.

Luo Tingzhu's plans for Fang Ziye's future became somewhat selfish.

If you're not in clinical practice, you don't have to work night shifts, you can have weekends off, and you don't have to participate in emergency rescues on-site. You can just focus on your research work.

"Then let's not." Fang Ziye shook his head.

"Although leading a research team is quite nice, my hands get so itchy if I don't have surgery for a while..."

“Last year we went on a two-month trip, and I felt like I was going to go stir-crazy. I’m just naturally destined to be a workaholic,” Fang Ziye said.

"Moreover, even if I don't participate in clinical work, I still have to pay taxes."

“When the time comes, I’ll have to take it from my secret stash, and I’ll be even more reluctant to do so.” Before he had to pay back taxes, Fang Ziye dreamed of being able to do so in his lifetime, since he earned so much.

But when it actually comes to this, it still hurts to spend the money.

"Medical research cannot be separated from clinical practice!" Fang Ziye said.

"and……"

"Actually, we're not exactly safe right now."

Luo Tingzhu understood Fang Ziye's meaning: professional technicians, before they reach the top, are likely to be trapped in various pitfalls and get involved in various controversies.

Having some skills and some money makes you the perfect bait for others to scam you.

To avoid becoming prey, you need to have an absolutely reliable backer.

In China, there are countless professors who have fallen from grace due to various unexpected events.

To say nothing of the distant past, several leading professors in the hand surgery department of Zhongnan Hospital, such as Ni Yaoping and Zhou Ziyu, were all dismissed...

Fang Ziye would never forget something like this.

"Senior brother, the world may not be that good, but it shouldn't be as bad as we think."

"After I went to teach in the Department of Anesthesiology, I learned a little bit about the inside story of the sanatorium. I felt that many of the professors who stayed in the sanatorium were still very sentimental."

"Putting aside the pursuit of fame and fortune, putting aside your reputation in the martial arts world, and focusing on doing solid work for the research and treatment of diseases is a good thing," Luo Tingzhu said softly.

Luo Tingzhu's voice sounded slightly confused.

From her position, even the associate professor title was still a long way off. Although the ultimate goal of the sanatorium coincided with her own, her sense of participation was actually very, very limited.

"Take it slow. Strength improves little by little, and vision expands little by little."

"Knowing the big picture too early may not be a good thing. I also had a long period of confusion, but we are still young."

“Tingzhu, you’re not even twenty-seven yet, and I’m not even thirty.”

"In terms of the timeline of medical development, we haven't even gotten started yet."

Upon hearing Fang Ziye's words, Luo Tingzhu added, "Senior brother, your current technical skills and research experience are far more profound than those of the average professor."

"But, Teacher Deng and the others aren't planning to make any more exceptions for your future, are they?"

Given Fang Ziye's current abilities and experience, it would not be unreasonable to assign him a professor and chief physician.

"Actually, once I've reached the level of associate professor, it doesn't matter whether I reach full professor or not. I can do what a full professor can do, and I also have the authority to do things that a full professor can't do." Fang Ziye wasn't particularly concerned about this matter.

"But senior brother, you want to lead the group, but your position isn't quite right or legitimate?"

"Dean Chen said that the reason he didn't appoint you as the head of the surgical team is twofold: firstly, you haven't accumulated enough experience, and secondly, your rank is slightly insufficient," Luo Tingzhu said.

"It seems that Dean Chen still intends to let you..."

Fang Ziye gently shook his head: "The sanatorium is probably not my final destination. I will not work here for the rest of my life. Even if I do work in the future, it will be part-time."

"Unless I get very old, I might consider coming back here to work peacefully and without worries."

Fang Ziye is still an ordinary person.

Ordinary people have seven emotions and six desires, and they also have some debts to repay.

In any case, Zhongnan Hospital, Deng Yong, and Yuan Weihong are all places where Fang Ziye came from. Fang Ziye cannot only know how to be good to his parents and forget the places that nurtured him.

"Senior brother, I'll go with you, but by then we'll definitely have made a lot of money, maybe enough to buy a house in a year just from the interest..." Luo Tingzhu smiled and looked forward to the future.

First secure your place in the world, then establish your destiny.

If they can't even get enough to eat, it's impossible for Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu to talk about sentiments.

……

That evening, Luo Tingzhu left Fang Ziye's room with "reluctance".

Knowing that Fang Ziye's parents were conservative, Luo Tingzhu didn't feel comfortable offering herself up, so she went to the room prepared for her.

Since they were in the same room, and Luo Tingzhu had returned home very late, there was no need to turn on the video call.

Fang Ziye picked up his phone, glanced at the memo, and marked the tasks that had already been completed.

After doing all that, Fang Ziye looked at his control panel.

"Current knowledge points balance: 225623.1!"

Ten seconds later.

"Current knowledge points balance: 225626.8!"

The rate of increase is approximately 0.34 points per second, which amounts to 1250 points per hour, and over 30,000 knowledge points per day!
The control panel has been going crazy with activity for the past five or six days!
Of the 220,000 knowledge points, 160,000 were earned in less than five days.

Ever since Wu Xuanqi's article was published, the data on Fang Ziye's dashboard has been constantly rising...

This is the enormous potential that has been unleashed after Fang Ziye developed new experimental methods for detecting tumor invasion and metastasis!
There was nothing we could do. Fang Ziye's previous paper not only halted Wu Xuanqi's research project, but it essentially brought all oncology-related research projects to a standstill!
Someone is definitely conducting experiments.

At least, no one dares to publish articles anymore!
If I publish another article, wouldn't that make me an easy target, giving others "letters" and "comments"?
Now that Wu Xuanqi's article has been published, all the research groups that had been temporarily suspended have resumed their projects!
How many teams worldwide are engaged in cancer research across various disciplines? Fang Ziye cannot estimate, but it is certainly no less than ten thousand teams.

If you calculate it this way, it's equivalent to a team only adding three knowledge points to Fang Ziye's account per day...

That's too low a percentage.

However, even a small mosquito is still meat, and Fang Ziye will never forget the scene and memory of how he persisted in the training room for an hour for just 0.1 knowledge points.

Fang Ziye rested his hands behind his head, looking at the ceiling with a subtle smile.

"Knowledge points are great, originality is great!" Fang Ziye murmured to himself.

It's fair to say that Fang Ziye's current achievements are largely due to his knowledge.

Gaining knowledge points is not so easy.

In clinical practice, diagnosis is faster than reading books, faster than practicing in the training room, and faster in experiments than in clinical practice. But once a new breakthrough is achieved, that is the fastest.

But even faster, undoubtedly, is what shakes the very foundation.

Because the more fundamental something is, the wider its influence.

The research topics, which had been accumulating for several months, were all carried out by everyone in a short period of time according to Fang Ziye's experimental methods. How could they not explode in a short time?
Of course, Fang Ziye also knew that it wouldn't be possible to have this many every day in the future. Once this wave passed, the speed would definitely slow down, perhaps even to one-sixth of what it is now.

But that's terrifying, okay?

If I gain 5000 knowledge points every day from now on, I'll get 50,000 in ten days, and 500,000 in one hundred days...

Rich!
Moreover, this 'money' is much more useful than real money.

Five thousand knowledge points can be used to acquire a national-level skill, allowing Fang Ziye to make a rapid leap in a profession.

One hundred? One thousand?

Fang Ziye is now experiencing the benefits of having many advanced skills.

Fang Ziye's skills were not acquired overnight.

Of course, Fang Ziye had long passed the point where he needed to explain to others how he had made progress.

Fang Ziye's growth step by step had been witnessed by his teachers. With their approval, he didn't need to explain himself to others after leaving Zhongnan Hospital.

With the added aura of genius, Fang Ziye no longer needs to explain himself to anyone.

No one dared to ask Fang Ziye why he was so outstanding.

Who are you? Do you even need to ask me?
Do you want to reflect on whether you've tried hard enough, and whether you have enough natural talent?

Having knowledge at home means you won't panic.

With this supply of knowledge points, Fang Ziye no longer needs to worry about a shortage of knowledge points in the short term.

"That?"

Fang Ziye glanced at a column on his panel.

[Medical Basic Cell Experiment Techniques Level 6 0/500000]

[Incision Skill Level 6 0/500000]

Can we add more?

After adding this, will I be able to take off from where I am? Become an immortal instantly?

However, 500,000 knowledge points equal ten level 6 skills, which is roughly enough to upgrade all ten subjects' skills to level 4.

How should we choose between breadth and depth?
Fang Ziye started to struggle with the decision again.

Forget it, I'll wait until I've saved up 500,000 before I think about it...

Let’s get some sleep first!
……

However, Fang Ziye's desire to sleep was merely wishful thinking. He was woken up by a phone call less than half an hour later.

Upon picking it up, I saw it was from Associate Professor Zhou Yan.

"Professor Zhou." Fang Ziye rubbed his eyes and cleared his throat.

"Professor Fang, thank you. I just arrived at the lab and have already seen the positive results."

"Based on the data provided by Professor Fang's team, it is certain that the local water samples have a carcinogenic tendency."

"Based on the sample analysis and comparison with national standards, we haven't found any specific carcinogens yet, but as soon as there's a positive result, our team will have to proceed to the next step..."

"I hope Professor Fang can put in more effort. If he can find out which specific substance or sample is causing the cancerous tendency, that would be a great achievement."

"Professor Fang, prevention is better than cure!"

"Prevention may not be directly reflected in patients, but its significance surpasses all treatment effects."

"Prevention is the ultimate core of medicine!" Professor Zhou Yan said emphatically.

(End of this chapter)