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Chapter 656 Finding a Place to Live! (Please Subscribe)
"Senior, are you planning to start another research project on ALS?"

"Our team has absolutely no prior research foundation on ALS; it's all a blank slate!" After returning to the hotel, Luo Tingzhu asked this question while tying her hair up after careful consideration.

She hasn't forgotten her past loneliness, but she's slowly come to understand it and feels a little guilty.

However, she was unaware of all of this; otherwise, she wouldn't have acted so 'extremely'. As a normal girl, she wanted her parents' love and care and didn't think there was anything wrong with that.

My parents have good salaries and benefits...

Luo Tingzhu never imagined that her father would be in that kind of industry, and that there might be many hardships he had never thought of.

But even though her father was great, as Fang Ziye's girlfriend and a doctor, Luo Tingzhu still knew how terrible ALS was.

It's not something you can just push forward and conquer simply because you want to.

"Why would you say that?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Because every time you want to do something big, you relax a bit. The more relaxed and unrestrained you are, the more powerful your ultimate move will be," Luo Tingzhu explained with a simple analogy.

Fang Ziye has some quirks that are hard for ordinary people to understand. At first, he collected various experimental research pictures, and there may be other photos as well, but Luo Tingzhu didn't care much.

Later, Fang Ziye even started live streaming.

It's nothing, live streaming is a good way to 'get revenge' on Mr. Yuan Weihong.

Writing comments during a live stream is like writing a research paper—it's aboveboard, has a buzz, and no one can say anything bad about Fang Ziye.

Just treat it as a pastime.

Luo Tingzhu also loves to eat snacks, which is also a way for her to relieve stress.

Luo Tingzhu continued her analysis: "But ALS is currently in a relatively blank period worldwide."

“Senior, the experiments we did before all had data from other teams and predecessors to refer to, or at least a route to refer to.”

"But ALS does not exist."

"If you're doing this for my dad's sake, I don't recommend it. Even if you do, it will only soothe your conscience; it won't benefit him!"

“My dad might not be able to wait that long.”

To conquer a completely new disease, starting from scratch, requires at least twenty years or even half a century of effort, moving forward step by step.

Does my father have another twenty years to live?

His condition could worsen at any time, and his situation is completely different from Liu Gaobo's.

In fact, for patients today, having a tumor is not the worst incurable disease. Rather, it is rare diseases, which are rare in small numbers, that are truly incurable.

"Currently, the treatment of ALS mainly relies on the diagnosis and treatment plan of the neurology department."

"The overall depth of scientific research in neurology is at least twice that of orthopedics..."

“It’s not worth it for us to spend this time seeking psychological comfort,” Luo Tingzhu said.

Fang Ziye shook his head and said, "Actually, it's not just because of Uncle Luo."

“Tingzhu, you should know that Professor Li Yongjun, Nie Mingxian’s teacher, has discussed this topic with me more than once. He should have some preliminary research data.”

"Whether you want to start or not, just go and learn about it first."

"If Uncle Luo really had the same illness as Qu Tangwei's granddaughter, Sister Hong, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

“If Uncle Luo’s situation is similar to Uncle Liu Gaobo’s, it’s actually not too bad. I can think of a solution soon,” Fang Ziye replied.

However, after Fang Ziye replied, he noticed that Luo Tingzhu's expression and eyes became even more complicated.

"What's wrong, Tingzhu?" Fang Ziye quickly asked.

Luo Tingzhu gave a bitter smile: "It's nothing, Senior Brother."

“My dad has agreed to our marriage, but he definitely won’t see me off at the archway, and he won’t even be at the wedding…”

These are the words that Luo Pan privately told Luo Tingzhu to Lan Tianluo!

Luo Tingzhu can now hold her wedding with complete peace of mind, without the constraints of her parents. However, she is not as happy as she had expected, and instead feels like crying.

Fang Ziye stepped forward and gently embraced Luo Tingzhu. The two looked out the window at the unfamiliar street scene and fell silent.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu did not stay in Zhengzhou for long, nor did Lan Tianluo.

The three of them drove together from Zhengzhou to Enshi, mainly because Lan Tianluo felt it would be more convenient to have a car.

Luo Pan and Aunt Lan Limin didn't give the three of them any local specialties. Instead, they asked Fang Ziye to send them some cured meat if he had time.

Fang Ziye readily agreed to Luo Pan's joke.

There's no other reason than that Luo Pan has the ability to return everything Fang Ziye gave him, so he can be more at ease when accepting gifts and asking Fang Ziye to do things for him.

As for their own parents, Fang Ziye felt that Fang Nan and Liang Xia would never willingly ask Luo Tingzhu to bring them things.

This is the inferiority complex and self-confidence that comes from everyone's inner strength, which is also integrated into their behavior and personality, and can never be changed.

There is no good or bad between the two; they are both instances of self-awareness based on one's own knowledge and abilities.

Luo Pan didn't even see many people off, partly because of his leg problems, partly because he needed to go to the hospital for treatment, and partly because of other inconveniences.

After getting on the highway, Lan Tianluo suddenly said, "Senior sister, my dad talked to me for a long time last night. He said he wants to see me settle down and start a family."

"How can I get married in such a short time?"

Lan Tianluo is not young anymore; he is almost twenty-five years old now, two years younger than Luo Tingzhu.

He has been at Zhongnan Hospital for three years now. Excluding his first year of residency training, he has entered his third year of professional master's studies.

"Don't you have a senior sister?" In the past, Luo Tingzhu would not have cared about this topic at all, but this time was different.

Fang Ziye had a hunch, but didn't press for details.

So I decided to delve deeper into the current topic: "Tianluo, you haven't been in contact with that person since?"

When Lan Tianluo went to Han City last time, he met that mysterious "senior sister".

"There's nothing to contact them about."

"Hesitation only leads to more trouble. After I get back, I'll go see Professor Liao Jia for some advice, and then go back to Han City to find a wife," Lan Tianluo joked.

But Fang Ziye could tell that Lan Tianlu was telling the truth; he really would go to Han City with the intention of finding a wife.

As Lan Tianluo was speaking, Luo Tingzhu said, "You don't need to go to Han City to look for her anymore, she has already come to En City."

"What's coming to Enshi?" Lan Tianluo asked.

"The attending physician for Tong Hua, and an associate researcher in the Department of Pharmacy at Union Hospital affiliated with Huazhong University of Science and Technology." Luo Tingzhu said firmly.

Lan Tianluo looked surprised and was about to turn around when Fang Ziye quickly turned his head away. He shouted sternly, "Damn it, this is a highway! Get off the highway up ahead, I'll drive."

Lan Tianluo's mind was indeed a bit confused at this moment. He turned on his right turn signal, quickly exited the highway, and then switched places with Fang Ziye.

"Sister, why are you being so reckless? How did you even get close to her?" Lan Tianluo asked, her face full of surprise.

“She worked in the research area of ​​the Enshi Sanatorium. If she worked there, she would leave traces. If she left traces, I could find her,” Luo Tingzhu said.

Luo Tingzhu was never the kind of 'pretty face' who was all looks and no brains, simple and socially inept. Her network of relationships was always very extensive, and Fang Ziye didn't quite understand how she built it.

However, Fang Ziye knew that Luo Tingzhu was exceptionally well-informed, and that she could stay informed even without leaving home.

Fang Ziye didn't even know the name of the BRICS senior sister.

“What I mean is, how could you possibly get her back into the sanatorium?” Lan Tianluo asked.

"Aren't you just making things difficult for Senior Brother Fang?"

Luo Tingzhu said, "Dean Chen has a granddaughter who is the same age as me, and we get along very well."

"Her name is Chen Xixian, my senior brother knows her too!"

Luo Tingzhu cut off Lan Tianluo's escape route once again, and continued, "Based on my investigation, I think this Tong Hua has good character, and his looks are also quite good."

"A job is fine, but I'm not sure about his personality."

Fang Ziye had already driven back onto the highway, set up the navigation system, and slowly entered the toll gate. Fang Ziye did not participate in the conversation again.

Lan Tianluo was silent for a while before saying in a low voice, "Senior sister, do you have to be so controlling?"

Luo Tingzhu shook her head: "It's not that I have a strong desire to control, it's that your thinking is too extreme."

"You can be idealistic, but you can't expect everyone to be as idealistic as you."

"Although you are doing this for the good of Senior Brother Fang, you can't generalize and go to extremes."

Lan Tianluo had spent several million to give as gifts to Fang Ziye, but Luo Tingzhu could completely understand Tong Hua's 'suggestion' and felt it wasn't worth it.

Because Lan Tianluo's own wealth is not so great that he can't treat seven or eight million as a small amount of money.

"I don't want to be in a relationship right now. I'm still young," Lan Tianluo said.

"Whether you want to be in a relationship is your business, and whether Tonghua comes to the sanatorium is her business. Are you going to imprison her?"

"You weren't like this when you first came to Enshi, were you?" Luo Tingzhu said meaningfully.

Lan Tianlu stopped speaking, becoming somewhat mute...

When the three were traveling in Hubei Province, they stopped at one of the service areas for a rest and a meal.

After getting the food, Luo Tingzhu said, "Let's just have a quick meal. After that, we'll get off the highway at Enshi."

"Lan Tianluo, you need to be more careful when you drive, and don't be so distracted."

The entire journey from Zhengzhou to Enshi is only about 800 kilometers, and it can be done by car in nine to eleven hours.

"Okay, senior sister, don't worry." Lan Tianluo felt a little melancholy.

He had already decided to let go of his entanglement with Tong Hua, but unexpectedly Luo Tingzhu invited her to Enshi again, and even brought her into the research area of ​​the sanatorium.

Before the three could speak, several people in the next room were whispering among themselves. "Honey, what do you think? Who is that guy in the room next to us? How come he was able to stay at Tongji Hospital for a year and twenty days?"

"The hospitalization fees alone must be several hundred thousand yuan, right?" The speaker was a middle-aged woman in her thirties, and her tone was horrified.

Her foot was still in a cast, and she was leaning on a cane.

Fang Ziye and the others had noticed the two of them long ago.

“He must be rich…” Her husband was also in his forties, but he was dressed quite well and looked like he worked in the government.

“Honey, it’s actually easy to understand. For us, going to Sui City People’s Hospital isn’t because we can’t afford to stay there, but because the doctors there can’t cure your illness.”

“But we went to Tongji University, and even after reimbursement, the expenses there still hurt us. This involves financial issues.”

"But for them, the main problem is that it can't be cured! Not the problem of money."

Fang Ziye and his group set off from Zhengzhou to Enshi, taking the Zaoshi Expressway and then the Huyu Expressway, passing through Suizhou in Hubei Province.

"If it can't be cured, why occupy a bed year after year? It's so hard for ordinary people like us to wait in line for hospitalization. We've been waiting for almost a month to make an appointment..." the woman muttered.

The man comforted her, saying, "We've actually been able to book for almost a month, which is quite good. Do you remember when we were seeing patients at the clinic? There were several people in similar situations to you who were scared off by the cost of the surgery."

"Although they say they want to go back to the local hospital for treatment, you should know that if the local hospital could cure them, they wouldn't be going to Tongji Hospital."

"In the process of allocating resources, there are three situations: first, there is no shortage; second, there is a shortage; and third, there is no access to them."

“I’m currently working on poverty alleviation, so… sigh…” the man sighed deeply.

After sighing, the two left.

They didn't clear the plates either.

The canteen on the highway is particularly expensive, and no one cares about these details. There aren't many people eating, and the waiters quickly wipe their tables clean.

However, what they just said could not be erased, because Fang Ziye and the others heard it very clearly.

Fang Ziye didn't pay any attention, but after Lan Tianluo got into the driver's seat, started the car, and got on the highway at a steady speed, he muttered to himself, "That guy just now, he's got quite a bit of knowledge."

Luo Tingzhu glanced at Lan Tianluo but did not reply.

Fang Ziye opened a bottle of mineral water and said, "While it is remarkable and true, it also has some limitations."

"Tianluo, I know what you mean is that people who come to our sanatorium for treatment now never have to worry about medical expenses."

"But you need to figure out why they don't have to worry about medical expenses."

"The reason they come to the sanatorium for free medical treatment is not because of their special status, but because they have suffered 'work-related injuries'!"

"This kind of 'work-related injury' is quite special."

"Think outside your comfort zone. If I had been injured at the scene last time and returned to the sanatorium for surgery, and Director Chen Song had urged you to pay the fees first, how would you have felt?" Fang Ziye had been to Kyoto and participated in a special meeting, so his thinking was on a higher level.

Neither Luo Tingzhu nor Lan Tianluo replied.

How do you feel about this? It's frustrating, isn't it?

Fang Ziye was injured while rescuing people and protecting everyone's safety.

Respect yourself and others.

Fang Ziye then added, "So, this is where the contradiction lies."

“On the one hand, we feel that people who are hospitalized in nursing homes should be treated well as a matter of course.”

"On the other hand, we also feel that they have already received preferential treatment in many hospitals outside, and even without surgery, they can live a worry-free life."

"On the contrary, some ordinary people work themselves to the bone their whole lives, but they still can't live as well as some people who retire early due to work-related injuries, at least in terms of medical treatment, right?"

Luo Tingzhu nodded.

Fang Ziye continued, "A few days ago, Dean Chen Song said something to me that I found quite interesting."

"Dean Chen Song said that traditional Chinese medicine is a holistic medical theory. As long as the treatment logic is based on a holistic concept, it is traditional Chinese medicine."

"Dean Chen Song also said that his son, Chen Guangbai, had gained a different understanding of traditional Chinese medicine, so Chen Guangbai gave up clinical practice in traditional Chinese medicine and started his own business."

"Regardless of his other motives, he at least managed to bring down some medical prices in Enshi!"

"It might not be much, but based on my understanding, it is indeed cheaper than hospitals in other prefecture-level cities." Looking back now, Fang Ziye can make this conclusion.

"He only lowered the price in Enshi?" Lan Tianluo asked.

Fang Ziye nodded: "Well, what I do know is that the medical equipment and medicines sold by Mr. Chen's subsidiary in Enshi are priced lower than the market prices of our company in other regions, and also slightly lower than the market prices of other companies."

"Even after centralized procurement, it remains the same."

"But this policy had some problems later on, and the company seems to have made adjustments, which was to allocate funds to support employees."

"After all, the income of pharmaceutical representatives in Enshi will decrease significantly after the company lowers prices, and they will feel that it is not fair."

When Luo Tingzhu heard Fang Ziye mention this, she asked, "Senior brother, do you mean that benefiting the general public is relatively better?"

"It depends on each person's perspective and their position."

Fang Ziye shook his head: "If my father were sick, if I were Senior Brother Nie Mingxian, I would do the same as him, give up everything to make money. So-called future prospects and research projects have nothing to do with me."

There is a sequence to this.

"My parents gave me life, my teachers taught me, and society nurtured me."

"Of course, from my current objective perspective, I might be more inclined to do more things that benefit the general public."

"We will do our best to ensure that everyone who is sick receives medical treatment."

"The goal is to first make treatments available for certain diseases, and then reduce medical expenses so that more patients can truly enjoy the health benefits of healthcare."

"It seems we can only choose one perspective," Fang Ziye sighed.

Medicine is too vast, and human capabilities are finite.

No one can shoulder all the responsibilities.

The mere phrase "access to medical care" is not something Fang Ziye could accomplish in his lifetime, let alone the enormous concept of "everyone being able to afford medical treatment."
“However, the direction I choose is still to ensure that everyone has access to medical care, at least for some diseases, so that there are treatment methods available first!” Fang Ziye’s tone and manner were firm.

He found his own path.

It wasn't someone else who told him that; rather, Fang Ziye found his own direction after looking at many paths.

Human strength has its limits; trying to have your cake and eat it too will only lead to your downfall.

Fang Ziye's current abilities are insufficient to control so many people.

Fang Ziye has decided that he will only be responsible for developing new treatments and techniques. As for whether ordinary people can afford these new treatments and techniques, it seems that this is not something Fang Ziye can control.

This topic is too broad.

"Perhaps this is what the ancients meant by 'finding peace and establishing oneself in the world.'"

Fang Ziye ignored Luo Tingzhu and Lan Tianlu's responses, looked out the window, and murmured, "To settle down is to eat well, to establish oneself is to pursue one's goals, and has nothing to do with food, clothing, or daily necessities."

"Once we have the ability and have accumulated a certain amount of experience, we should do something more meaningful within our capabilities."

"Whether it's for fame, for myself, or for no reason at all," Fang Ziye gave himself a reason.

Luo Tingzhu and Lan Tianluo did not reach the level of Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye dared to say that because his current foundation was extremely strong, allowing him to move forward in any direction and achieve success in each.

For example, Professor Zhou Yan's concept of preventive medicine, and Chen Guangbai's idea that "everyone should be able to afford medical treatment"!
For example, Dean Chen Song's center promotes holistic medicine, redefines traditional Chinese medicine, and allows it to flourish in modern times.

Fang Ziye's chosen route was not influenced by these people; there was only one path.

Medical care should be available to all patients, and every effort should be made to improve it!

Unwavering!

Fang Ziye sighed for a while, then said nothing more.

After taking a nap, I arrived in Enshi around 6 p.m.

However, after returning to Enshi, Fang Ziye had a simple meal and then went straight to his room to start planning the recording of theoretical teaching videos.

Video recording is a good thing, and live streaming for teaching is an even better form of media.

As for who the audience is, Fang Ziye doesn't care. What he needs to do is to teach the subject matter and spread his experimental and technical theories in a solid and down-to-earth manner.

Recording the video and then broadcasting it live might attract a wave of related professionals to move closer to Fang Ziye's direction.

After applying Fang Ziye's theories, the innovations they made could also provide feedback to Fang Ziye, allowing Fang Ziye to gain knowledge points.

Doing it occasionally will definitely yield a lot of knowledge points.

However, recording a video also requires some preparation, so Fang Ziye called Hu Qingyuan, who had previous experience in self-media.

After chatting with Fang Ziye for a while, Hu Qingyuan said, "Master, I actually have a really great way to attract traffic, which is to list all the papers you have published before."

"Including the awards you've received, it's sure to attract a lot of attention."

"It means that most of the people you follow are laymen or newcomers, so you need to nurture your account for a period of time."

"It's okay, let's raise it then?" Fang Ziye glanced at his knowledge points balance.

It has now reached 38+.

We're not far from reaching 500,000.

Now, Fang Ziye feels that level 6 skills may not be enough, so he'll just add a level 7 skill first.

Because Fang Ziye can afford the cost of trial and error, even if a level 7 skill is useless, he can just add more knowledge points to a level 6 skill later.

(End of this chapter)