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Chapter 660 Determining the Situation Amidst Chaos (Please Subscribe)
Wu Xuanqi's words startled Fang Ziye, who then suggested, "Brother Qi, why don't you let me out of the car? I don't think my matter is that urgent."

Fang Ziye felt that his guess was correct. The current situation was definitely caused by someone's meddling, and someone had been planning it for a long time.

The target was the Chen and Soong family.

"Since you're already out, if you want some peace and quiet, you can just leave later."

"Anyway, it won't take you long." Wu Xuanqi didn't stop the accelerator and drove forward.

Twenty minutes later, Wu Xuanqi parked his car in a parking lot that looked like a villa on the outskirts of Enshi.

The main gate is simple and grand, and the pavilion has a sharp shape, which is dimly lit under the lamplight.

The door was closed, but when Wu Xuanqi quickly went to the door and knocked, there were still people guarding the door. They were probably security guards or 'butlers' hired by the Chen Song family.

Wu Xuanqi knew the other party. After Wu Xuanqi explained his purpose in wanting to see Dean Chen Song, the middle-aged man in a T-shirt said in a low voice, "Dr. Wu, Mr. Chen is currently meeting with guests and it is probably inconvenient for him to see you."

"It's getting late. If you don't have anything else urgent, why don't you head back first..."

The middle-aged man spoke cryptically, but Wu Xuanqi was genuinely anxious: "Uncle Luo, I'll wait a bit. This is Professor Fang Ziye from the sanatorium."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man called Uncle Luo immediately glanced at Fang Ziye, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "This is Professor Fang?"

"Uncle Liu, my name is Fang Ziye." Fang Ziye also introduced himself.

Uncle Luo's eyes darted around twice before he said, "Professor Fang, Mr. Chen's granddaughter, Miss Chen Xixian, mentioned that she was coming to see you, but Mr. Chen stopped her."

"She also told me to contact you if I had time, but I've been busy."

"What do you think? If you need anything, could you please pass on a message to Miss Chen Xixian?"

Before Fang Ziye could respond, Wu Xuanqi's gaze became quite subtle, and his voice was slightly shrill: "Chen Xixian is looking for Fang Ziye? You're not mistaken, are you?"

In Wu Xuanqi's opinion, the two were completely unrelated.

Uncle Liu nodded: "Xi Xian did say that."

"Are you going?" Wu Xuanqi asked Fang Ziye. "Actually, you only need to relay your matter to Dean Chen."

Wu Xuanqi no longer dared to make decisions for Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye nodded upon hearing this.

Uncle Liu asked Wu Xuanqi to wait at the door for a while, while he made a phone call to Chen Xixian and then led Fang Ziye toward a villa in the manor.

This must be where Chen Xixian is staying temporarily, so the interior decoration is not as good as the courtyard at the foot of the sanatorium.

As Fang Ziye and Uncle Liu approached, the lights inside gradually came on. It was unclear whether Chen Xixian had just gotten out of bed or come downstairs.

"Xi Xian, Professor Fang just happened to come looking for Mr. Chen," Uncle Liu said.

"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Liu. You should go back now. I also need to speak with Professor Fang about something." Chen Xixian's hair was smooth, but her face was full of worry, not like she had just woken up.

She was dressed quite casually today. With the air conditioning on at home, she wore a light white long dress with ankle boots, looking elegant and poised.

Fang Ziye had met Chen Xixian before, but after seeing her, he still felt quite uncomfortable. She was a true example of someone who could avoid a lifetime of hard work, so he politely greeted her, "Miss Xixian."

Fang Ziye had met Chen Xixian several times but had never spoken to him, and didn't know how to address him.

"Professor Fang, just call me by my name Chen Xixian, like Dr. Wu Xuanqi did!" Chen Xixian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her peach blossom eyes were full of seriousness and solemnity.

"I was originally planning to go and chat with your girlfriend, Tingzhu, for a while."

Fang Ziye quickly said, "Tingzhu just came out of the lab and is resting now. I came here to talk to Dean Chen about something."

"I heard Uncle Liu say you were looking for me at the door... He thought something was wrong, so he brought me here..."

“I have something to tell you!” Chen Xixian nodded and led Fang Ziye to sit down in the reception area of ​​the villa.

“The aunties have all gone home today, Professor Fang, let me get you a glass of water.” Chen Xixian picked up the glass.

“No need, let’s just speak frankly…” Fang Ziye said.

He did feel somewhat awkward around Chen Xixian.

Chen Xixian didn't dwell on it. After putting down her cup, she turned to Fang and said, "Professor Fang, my grandfather is getting old, and he really hopes that you can take over the nursing home."

"He originally planned to take a few more years to settle down and settle everything before retiring completely."

"But given the current situation, I estimate that my grandfather will have a hard time retiring as expected."

“The nursing home was my grandfather’s life’s work, something he wanted to accomplish his whole life, but he is getting old after all, and he has been searching for candidates who can take over the nursing home for him…”

"So, Professor Fang?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye waved his hand to interrupt, "Chen Xixian, you must be joking."

“If I were to take over the sanatorium now, it would only cause it to disappear even faster, let alone live up to Director Chen’s original intentions.”

"I'm not afraid to admit it, but I don't even know how to lead a department right now. Leading a team in the sanatorium is just a mess. I have absolutely no experience in long-term planning."

"If you're here to talk about this, I don't think we need to. Do what you're capable of, and eat only what you can handle."

"Eating too much will make you feel bloated, which can harm your health at best, and even kill you at worst."

Fang Ziye was very self-aware.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xixian nodded again, then cautiously said, "Professor Fang, how about this, you don't leave the sanatorium, my father will be working there later..."

"You are also the most capable assistant my grandfather found for him, without exception."

Previously, Fang Ziye had heard that Boss Chen might secretly retire from the company, but that was just insider information.

It's possible that Luo Tingzhu obtained the inside information from Chen Xixian.

Given the current situation, it's hard to say whether Chen Guangbai's withdrawal from the company is a wise decision to retire gracefully or simply abandoning the mess.

"Chen Xixian, the sanatorium is full of talented people and professors. Aren't you overestimating me? What am I?"

“Right now, I don’t even know what kind of trouble the nursing home is facing. In fact, I may just be one of many problems in the nursing home, and I can’t even handle it.”

"I came here to tell Dean Chen Song that something happened at my previous workplace, the Department of Trauma Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital."

“Our department’s only full professor might be dismissed by the hospital. If I don’t go back, our department will fall apart.”

“That’s where I was born, and it’s also the place where my master and my sect rely. I won’t just stand by and watch it collapse, so I’ll definitely have to go back for a while.”

"I had already thought it through on my way here. I definitely need to go back for a while first, but I haven't finished my work here yet, so I'd like to ask for a leave of absence."

“But Dean Chen probably won’t have time to see me!” Fang Ziye stated his decision.

Fang Ziye certainly hadn't finished what he was doing at the sanatorium; there were so many research projects that hadn't been completed, so it was absolutely impossible for him to give up.

Having a beginning and an end to everything is a principle that Fang Ziye has always upheld.

“My grandfather is indeed too busy to see you, because it’s not just Professor Fang who is facing difficulties; many professors at the sanatorium are also in trouble.”

"It may be related to itself, or it may be related to its internal members."

"For example, several professors who went to the conference with you last time, Professor Fang, are now thinking about returning to their original institutions one after another."

"Because they took on other mandatory tasks, and if they don't go back, they won't be able to complete them," Chen Xixian said.

"Professor Pang Longshan and Professor Dou Kaigong haven't returned yet?" Fang Ziye was taken aback upon hearing this.

Are you kidding me?
That meeting was held on May Day, and it's almost the end of August now, and these two professors still haven't returned to the sanatorium.
Chen Xixian nodded: "According to Grandpa and Dad's analysis, being close to the water gives us an advantage. Even if we don't get the moon first, we still have the advantage of being in a good location."

"If it weren't for the support of a benefactor and a very significant breakthrough you had this time, Professor Fang, you probably wouldn't be able to come back anytime soon."

"But it's not easy to refuse an invitation to that kind of meeting, whether it's my grandfather or someone else doing it!"

Five people from the sanatorium went to the meeting: Li Yongjun, Fang Ziye, Pang Longshan, Dou Kaigong, and Hu Yiqiang.

Currently, only Professor Li Yongjun and Fang Ziye have returned.

Fang Ziye lowered his eyelids slightly and complained, "Has Dean Chen been watching the people in the sanatorium being driven out without taking any countermeasures?"

Even someone like him, an outsider who wasn't involved in the core operations, could see that the sanatorium in Enshi had been thoroughly exploited, its flesh being slowly and painstakingly cut away.

"There are countermeasures, but Professor Fang, you should know that favors can run out, and people can grow old."

"Influence is intangible but quantifiable."

"As the saying goes, proximity to the water tower gives you an advantage. My grandfather has been away from Kyoto for decades!" Chen Xixian emphasized again.

History has long proven that no matter how great one's achievements, the lasting benefits are limited.

Moreover, in a modern world where everything is developing rapidly, what else is there to say?

Chen Song left the capital, which was tantamount to refusing to serve the top group of people. It was good enough that others didn't blame you, how could they possibly favor you?

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye retorted, "Ha, this atmosphere is quite interesting."

"Fighting with those who are fighting amongst themselves until they bleed to death."

"Those who fight against external forces are racking their brains to climb to the top and trying every means to gain the upper hand."

"Those who shout slogans keep saying they want to enhance China's core competitiveness in the world, but what they do is force tasks onto others."

"People who want to do things seriously don't even have a stable environment..."

Fang Ziye cursed a lot of people at once.

Chen and Song were no exception.

There was no right or wrong in Chen Song's grudges and affections with other people in the sanatorium, nor did either side use any particularly despicable means.

Because no matter how strong others are, they could not have predicted Fang Ziye's rise to power, nor could they have controlled Deng Yong to "fight" for Fang Ziye, let alone planned for Professor Han Yuanxiao's "academic misconduct" in advance.

No one is a prophet.

Others, such as Academician Cheng Xiaoping, are single-mindedly focused on surpassing foreign organ transplantation practices, so they try every means to poach Fang Ziye, sometimes without even considering what Fang Ziye is currently doing.

The meeting I attended this time did sound impressive and had good intentions, but the tactic used to frame me was to flatter me.

There's only one word: force.

Fang Ziye's team was in a very good position; they knew this was one of their breakthrough points. However, someone still demolished the house Fang Ziye was relying on!
Fang Ziye had no choice but to consider Zhongnan Hospital.

Chen Xixian remained silent for a while, it was unclear whether he was pondering the meaning behind Fang Ziye's words or had other thoughts.

The atmosphere between the two lasted for almost a minute before Chen Xiqian said, "I don't have any talent myself, and I can't help my father or my grandfather. But fortunately, my father is quite accommodating and let me study management, and I also studied traditional Chinese medicine with my grandfather for a period of time."

"I don't understand what you mean specifically, Professor Fang. I can only grasp the key points."

“Grandpa values ​​you highly, and you are still young, so you are definitely one of the sanatorium’s priorities. Therefore, I sincerely hope that Professor Fang can continue to stay in the sanatorium.”

"That's why I came to see you today."

"I cannot guarantee anything about other aspects, including Professor Fang's predicament and your future, but I want to say that my father will definitely not treat you unfairly, Professor Fang."

Chen Xixian's face and shoulders were trembling slightly, an instinctive fear of realizing her own incompetence: "According to what my grandfather and father said, they did not assign me any tasks."

“They even arranged my future. Even if my grandfather and father both go to prison, I can still continue my life peacefully.”

“I admit that I was born into a privileged family, but I still want to do something for them, even if it’s just a little bit.”

“Over the years, I haven’t been involved in any company’s business, nor have I started any businesses, let alone gotten involved in the affairs of the sanatorium, so I’m the one who has been caught in the crossfire…” Chen Xixian’s voice slowly choked up.

Coming to see Chen Xixian was a waste of time.

This is a genuine heiress from a wealthy family, a second-generation rich kid who is very well protected.

"Chen Xixian, it's really nothing. Since your parents and grandfather have already found a place for you and a way out, you don't need to have too much psychological burden."

“Don’t do things you can’t do. For example, the task you gave me. If I could do it, it would be very prestigious, but I can’t do it,” Fang Ziye comforted him.

"Of course, I can't agree to that either, because I can't predict what will happen in the future. I can only say that we'll see how things go."

"The only thing I can do now is to do my job well and do what I should do, such as going back to find out the situation and state of our department."

"So I have to ask Dean Chen Song for leave." Fang Ziye's voice was also very firm.

Chen Xixian adjusted her mindset quickly and didn't have much of a spoiled princess temperament. The only place where she could throw a tantrum was within her own family, which was the highest level.

"Professor Fang, my grandfather will definitely see you."

"Even if he doesn't see Wu Xuanqi, he will definitely see you."

"He's meeting with someone right now. I can go and pass on your message."

"Professor Fang, please rest here for a while. I know the people my grandfather receives." After saying this, Chen Xixian stood up and walked out.

Fang Ziye didn't follow either.

About half an hour later, Fang Ziye received a reply. Dean Chen Song asked Uncle Liu to take him there.

"Tingzhu, you should get some rest. I should be able to come back after asking for leave," Fang Ziye said.

“Okay, senior brother. The sanatorium will not collapse, and our team will not be scattered. No matter who takes over the sanatorium, this basic principle will not change.” Luo Tingzhu was very obedient and reorganized the words that Fang Ziye had told her in her own words.

Fang Ziye smiled after reading it, then sent two more words, "Go to sleep," and went back into the night.

When Fang Ziye saw Chen Song again, there was no one else in Chen Song's room. However, compared to before, Chen Song's face was no longer radiant, and his sharpness was gone.

"Dean Chen, I'm sorry to bother you at this time," Fang Ziye said.

Chen Song was startled when he heard Fang Ziye's voice: "Ziye, sit down. Xiaohua, make Professor Fang a cup of tea."

After giving his instructions, Chen Song asked, "Lian Ziye, are you in trouble too?"

Chen Song meant that Fang Ziye was still young and his status in the underworld was not that high. Logically speaking, he should not be implicated or even be particularly valued by the other party.

Fang Ziye nodded: "Yes, Dean Chen, I need to ask for leave to go back for a while."

Chen Songdao said: "The original meaning of the 'divide and conquer' strategy was to use the enemy's spies for our own purposes, or to make the enemy obtain false information that would benefit us. Later, it came to mean using a scheme to sow discord among the enemy and cause internal strife."

"The divisions of today are such that God is not united and people are not in harmony."

"Disassemble the skeleton."

Fang Ziye blinked, now able to empathize with others, and said, "Dean Chen, even if what you say is right, I also understand the other professors very well."

Everyone has ties they have to take care of, which doesn't mean they're disloyal to the nursing home.

If the sanatorium represents sentiment, then the Zhongnan Hospital that I care about is my home. If the home is not harmonious, or the house is on fire, how can I talk about sentiment?

"Yes, that's why there's no solution for an open scheme!"

"It's alright, go ahead. Ziye, how long are you going to be gone?" Chen Song took a deep breath.

He had to respond to each move.

This is not a prison; you absolutely cannot keep people here by restricting their personal freedom.

"It should take several months."

After replying, Fang Ziye cautiously asked, "Dean Chen, is the sanatorium facing a mission crisis or something else?"

"Is it possible to avoid some of the trouble by increasing production?"

The so-called mission crisis can be suppressed by achieving merit.

You can suppress everything by doing more and producing more.

If that's the case, Fang Ziye could lend a hand.

If it weren't for this aspect, Fang Ziye would be helpless.

Chen Song shook his head and looked at Fang Ziye: "No need, their original intention was not a sanatorium, it was me."

"It's Chen Guangbai, it's our whole family."

“As long as we stop controlling the sanatorium, all these crises will pass on their own. As long as Chen Guangbai stops controlling the company, all these crises will pass on their own.”

"In their view, it's not that we need to die, it's that we need to lose."

"Decline is also a defeat."

“This is called a collapse of momentum.” Chen Song’s voice was very clear and his understanding was accurate, but his expression was rather vague.

"So, Professor Fang, after a while, all these crises at our sanatorium will resolve themselves."

"Once their power collapses, they won't kick a dog when it's down..."

Fang Ziye still didn't understand, so he asked, "Dean Chen, it's understandable that we don't let Mr. Chen run the company."

"You're so old, does it really make a big difference whether you run the nursing home or not?"

Looking at Fang Ziye's naivety, Chen Song didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

However, Fang Ziye is ultimately just Fang Ziye.

"Those who are not in a position should not concern themselves with its affairs. Those who do not concern themselves with its affairs are mostly just lying down in disguise, meaning they do not need to prove anything or confront problems. They will deal with whatever comes their way."

"If you look at all families, countries, or organizations, they all seek to maximize their own advantages and minimize their own disadvantages. By focusing on their strengths, they can only ignore their weaknesses."

"Because if you occupy a dominant position, you will be invincible."

"If Professor Fang, you lose all your skills, what can you do?" Chen Song was still willing to break down Fang Ziye's teaching methods.

"I'm so old, what can I still do?"

"I can't carry heavy loads, I can't run, and I'll be buried in a few years. My only advantage is this nominal position at the sanatorium."

"Professor Fang, if you ever face this situation in the future, you must also learn to identify the opponent's strengths and break them down."

"Remember, never kick a dog when it's down, lest it become desperate and retaliate."

"Once the advantage is lost, others will definitely not be able to cross that line if they want to get back up."

"If we really have to name this marking, then it's a matter of chance."

"It has nothing to do with connections anymore," Chen Song sighed.

It has nothing to do with connections, but everything to do with chance; the explanation is becoming increasingly vague.

However, Fang Ziye could vaguely understand the other party's general meaning.

"Thank you, Dean Chen. I will make sure to hand over the matters to my team after I return to Zhongnan Hospital."

"Professor Fang Zhikuan of Trauma Surgery and Professor Du Donglin of Hand Surgery are both capable of leading teams. Actually, I'm the one who just coasts along." Fang Ziye cautiously took his leave.

"Dean Chen, I don't have anything else to do, so I won't bother you any longer."

As Fang Ziye walked out, Chen Song inexplicably made a veiled remark: "If your teacher had been behind the Tongji Hospital Trauma Surgery Department back then, I wouldn't have let him off the hook either."

"Take this message back with you."

"Wu Xuanqi is a junior I acknowledge."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye turned his head sharply.

My instincts screamed, "Impossible!"

"I know, let the facts speak for themselves." Chen Song pressed his hand down, then waved it.

"You should go back and rest early too," Chen Song told Fang Ziye to go back.

After Fang Ziye left the house, his mind was racing.

According to Dean Chen Song's analysis.

In the field of trauma surgery in Hubei Province, Wu Xuanqi's time for graduate studies was truly meteoric. He had Professor Duan Hong as his mentor, who was the previous head of trauma surgery in Hubei Province. With Duan Hong behind him and Wu Xuanqi before his injury, he could dominate three generations of the entire Hubei Province...

but?
This shouldn't have been premeditated, right?

Didn't they say they attacked the wrong person?

Or is President Chen Song hinting at the future of Zhongnan Hospital?

If I have a problem, then what?

Duan Hong?

Was Dean Chen Song's request for me to deliver a message a test, or was there another hidden meaning?

(End of this chapter)