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Chapter 687 Debate and Gifts (Please Subscribe)
"No!~"

“Dean Chen, this is absolutely unacceptable.” Fang Ziye shook his head vehemently after hearing Chen Xixian’s mention of the ‘consultation fee’.

Chen Xixian retorted frankly, "Professor Fang, do you look down on the Chen family's wealth, or do you think my grandfather's life is worthless?"

"Actually, what I'm talking about is just a pittance, sometimes not even as good as me buying a car."

Chen Xixian's eyebrows, like drooping curtains, perfectly embodied the words "arrogant" and "lavish."

Perhaps Chen Xixian wasn't acting at all.

Fang Ziye replied with a smile, "As the ancients said, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. A life is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and everyone's life is very valuable."

"But the consultation fee varies depending on the age."

"Even if it's a fee for throwing knives, it's not paid like this. A villa by the river in Han City would cost at least seven or eight million."

"Based on Mr. Chen and Mr. Chen's renovation, the value is at least 15 million. I dare not and cannot accept such a heavy consultation fee."

"Once some things are started, it's hard to close the gap later, so it's better not to start them at all."

"Perhaps this amount of money is not much to you, Dean Chen, it may be just a drop in the ocean, but to me it is an astronomical figure."

"This is illegitimate income; I can't accept it!"

"Dean Chen, I hope you will take back what you said before. If you really want to give me some compensation, then calculate it according to the highest consultation fee in the sanatorium, which is 20,000 yuan per day, or 70,000 yuan..."

"Of course, that's actually quite a lot."

Just as Chen Xixian was about to say something, Chen Songzhu shook his head and tugged at Chen Xixian with his slightly trembling hand.

"But?" Chen Xixian himself felt that this was quite inappropriate.

"Chen Xixian, that's enough. You can go out now and do as Professor Fang says." Chen Song knew that Fang Ziye had the Great Dao in his heart and shouldn't let anything else taint his long-maintained Dao heart.

Fang Ziye once told Chen Song that he shouldn't give him too much money at once, especially for consultation fees.

Otherwise, when Fang Ziye encounters similar patients again in the future, he will inevitably feel some ripples in his heart.

Why didn't he give me this much consultation fee?

Does paying more money mean I should be more dedicated?
This is not conducive to the long-term development of Fangziye.

"She's clearly not rich, yet she's always so pretentious, suffering for the sake of saving face." Chen Xixian muttered as she left, this was her true thought.

Fang Ziye watched Chen Xixian leave with a forced smile.

Then Chen Song and Fang Ziye began to chat casually, exchanging a few words here and there.

Initially, Chen Song talked about his near-death experience and what he had done during the incident.

Chen Song explained to Fang Ziye that during his journey to the secret chamber, he did not use acupuncture to trigger his "death chain," but rather used the unique acupuncture techniques of his school to try to save his life.

Back then, Chen Song's mentor also used this acupuncture technique to prolong his life. However, Chen Song's teacher suffered from external injuries and only prolonged his life for three months before passing away.

"Professor Fang, with your new role as the vice president of our Enshi Sanatorium, things will be much easier for you when you go out."

"You must remember one thing: your path is different from most people's. No matter who the other party is, you just need to stick to your own principles, and they can't control you."

"Moreover, with the patients you treated at our sanatorium and the reputation you've built up, you have no fear of running out of patients or losing your foothold in the military sanatorium."

"There are still many people in positions of power who recognize your medical skills and are willing to entrust their future and lives to you."

"The accumulated cases are also one of your unique strengths," Chen Song advised.

Chen Song's physical strength had not decreased significantly, but he spoke very slowly.

His cardiopulmonary function was not disordered, but his hands, feet and many other movements were not as flexible as before, so he looked a bit haggard.

Yet their momentum remained undiminished.

Fang Ziye was very certain of Chen Song's temperament. Many famous people had passed through Chen Song's hands, and some of them might even have been recorded in textbooks.

But Chen Song also gained the recognition of others, making them feel no regrets about life or death, and allowing them to live and die as they wished.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, Dean Chen, for your guidance and recognition. You are willing to provide me with such a great platform."

“The platform is right here, and you’re not the only one using it, but so far, you’re the only one who has managed to break through on your own.”

"My two most promising candidates, Wang Qishan and Deng Huai, have not yet reached the stage you have achieved, Professor Fang. This is simply your own destiny..."

"Professor Fang, you don't need to look at me. My mental strength is still full and my energy has not diminished. It's just that I don't know why, I feel very weak in terms of external forces."

"I can hold on." Chen Song was very good at reading people and easily understood Fang Ziye's expression.

"Dean Chen, I was worried you hadn't rested enough!"

"However, to be fair, I also have to criticize you and Boss Chen Guangbai and others."

Fang Ziye's expression hardened as he said this: "Even in the most extreme circumstances, conducting any experiment on a living person is inhumane."

"Both of us are healers, and we should be even more aware of the scourge this profession has left behind!"

Fang Ziye said that after Chen Song fell into a coma, Chen Guangbai and others observed the subtle changes in Chen Song's body by stimulating acupoints!

Even if Chen Guangbai explained that the meridians of animals are different from those of humans, the verification of meridian theory can only be done on the human body.

But this is not a reason to conduct experiments on humans.

Traditional Chinese medicine is also a branch of medicine. If it can only develop through live human experimentation, then it does not conform to current medical ethics!
Even if it is an indispensable treasure of China, it should be discarded.

Otherwise, if a medical madman continues to do similar things without the knowledge or consent of ordinary people, it would be a disaster for them.

Ordinary people wouldn't even know what they were doing.

Chen Song's expression gradually froze, and the bright white incandescent light above his head illuminated all the age spots and wrinkles on his face clearly, as shown in the picture:
"Professor Fang, you are right."

"I may be willing, but there will always be people who take advantage of others when they are not paying attention."

“People outside of medicine, even Professor Fang, are still laymen when it comes to traditional Chinese medicine.”

"The greater the information gap in an industry, the stronger the ethical and framework constraints it needs to be."

"I will not start this again in the future."

Chen Song's voice was soft, yet still firm.

At his age, whether he lives or dies isn't that important anymore. Chen Song's current regrets either need time to accumulate, which he can't wait that long, or it's Chen Xixian's marriage, which can't be forced like a bull trying to drink water!
……

Fang Ziye and Chen Song continued their casual conversation. When Fang Ziye tentatively asked if Chen Song had considered the carcinogenicity of Atractylodes macrocephala, a traditional Chinese medicine, he was surprised.

All of Chen Song's previous composure vanished instantly, his hands flailing in the air: "Impossible!~"

"Atractylodes macrocephala is one of the most common and frequently used herbs in Traditional Chinese Medicine, and it has been used for thousands of years!"

"Absolutely impossible."

"Who told you that?" Chen Song's gaze was like a knife, scraping across Fang Ziye like an icy blade.

Fang Ziye was not surprised to hear this, and continued in a calm tone: "Dean Chen, I know it's just hearsay, that's why I mentioned it to you casually."

"However, I personally have a different opinion."

"Whether it is modern medicine or traditional Chinese medicine, medicine is only medicine when it is in the right dosage; when it is in the wrong dosage, it is poison."

"There's a saying that goes, 'Talking about effects without considering dosage is just being dishonest.'"

"In the principles of modern medicine, there are many drugs whose efficacy and mechanism of action vary greatly depending on the dosage."

"Similar issues exist in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, such as aconite, aristolochic acid, etc."

"Medicine and poison are never separate; there is only a fine line between them."

“Rice, which we often eat, can fill our stomachs in moderation, but excessive amounts become ‘toxins.’ I have even consulted with Dr. Chen himself, and it turns out that in your time, there were quite a few people who died from overeating.”

"Drinking water in moderation quenches thirst, but drinking too much water can cause water intoxication."

"Whether it's modern medicine or traditional Chinese medicine, no matter how long the dosage is used, can it last longer than a person eating grains? Can it last longer than a person drinking water?"

"If the ingredients are not properly combined or the dosage is incorrect, any substance can be toxic and harmful!"

"If we really talk about medicine, the scalpel in surgery is also about seeking benefits amidst a hundred harms. The so-called 'seeking food' is about seeking sustenance amidst a hundred poisons, and the so-called 'seeking medicine' is nothing more than seeking medicine amidst a hundred poisons."

"So-called diagnosis and treatment is nothing more than seeking survival amidst a hundred deaths!" Fang Ziye replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Chen Song's frown eased slightly, and his emotions gradually returned to calm.

He looked quietly at Fang Ziye, a peculiar light flickering in his eyes.

Chen Song remained silent, so Fang Ziye temporarily dropped the topic and instead turned to heart-to-heart talk: "Dean Chen, I haven't been practicing medicine for very long. But I have walked this path, and the path I have walked is my own experience."

"I have some personal, albeit rudimentary, views. The essence of medicine has never been a debate between traditional Chinese medicine and so-called Western medicine, much less a debate between folk medicine and modern medicine."

“In the past, I believed that it didn’t matter whether a cat was black or white, as long as it could catch mice, it was a good cat.”

"But recently I've come to realize that we shouldn't use modern medical theories to forcefully restructure traditional medicine, nor should we use traditional medical theories to forcefully generalize and categorize modern medicine!"

Chen and Song then countered, "Without explanation or summarization, how can the two be connected?"

"Without contact, we will only remain isolated forever."

Chen Song was keen to connect the two, and he valued practicality more. He also trusted in practicality.

Fang Ziye said, "Dean Chen, what I mean is, deconstruction and induction without using violent methods."

"It's not that we don't deconstruct or summarize."

"For example, I also stayed in the sanatorium for a long time. I found that when you, Director Chen, finished prescribing medicine and administering acupuncture in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, even in the follow-up visits, you would specifically follow up on whether the original symptoms had been resolved, without paying attention to other signs of recurrence."

"This shows that the underlying logic of traditional Chinese medicine is that it believes that Chinese medicine is harmless and that treatments such as decoctions and acupuncture will only treat the symptoms and will not cause any other sequelae."

"But one of the better things about modern medicine is that we use statistical principles to follow up on the subsequent health of almost all patients who have used a drug."

"In the end, we will come up with some speculations about the pharmacological effects based on big data models."

"For example, endocrinologists have found that the incidence of tumors in diabetic patients is much lower than in ordinary adults, because of the effect of metformin."

Chen Song feigned anger and interrupted, "Professor Fang, you still want to talk to me about the potential carcinogenicity of traditional Chinese medicine!"

Fang Ziye then remained silent.

He calmly watched Chen Song's changing expressions.

The anger in Chen Song's expression gradually dissipated, and then he shook his head: "Professor Fang, although I don't know what you've discovered, I hope you don't delve too deeply into this minefield."

"You can't run through this minefield."

Fang Ziye also knew that he had no way to hide it from the cunning Chen Song unless he simply didn't start it.

"Why, Dean Chen?" Fang Ziye asked.

"There's no reason why. You're not practicing traditional medicine, so you don't need to understand it."

"All I can say is that once you're labeled, you'll be in a lot of trouble and in a very passive position."

"With your promising future, there's no need for you to get involved in this filth!"

"not to mention?"

Chen Song shook his head again.

Seeing that Fang Ziye's gaze remained unmoved, he changed his tune, saying, "I knew it! Making you the vice dean was the right choice!"

"If you don't trust authority, even if I give you reasons, you won't believe them completely; you'll only talk about evidence."

Fang Ziye bit his lower lip and said firmly, "Dean Chen, the saying goes that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. Perhaps I am still a bit too young."

"Having not experienced many beatings, they are ignorant of the world and its limits."

Now that I know, I'll try my best to do something about it!

"I certainly don't have the courage to risk getting hurt, but I'll always remember this kind of thing."

Fang Ziye is that kind of person.

If you don't know, fine; but once you do, you'll be thinking about it constantly.

This includes the previous combination of bone tumor treatment with a microcirculatory system.

Although he refused the mother at Zhongnan Hospital, she actually came into Fang Ziye's life when she came to him for treatment.

No matter how much Fang Ziye tries to erase his past, he can't erase this mark, and it will always be on his mind.

This led to the later combination of chemotherapy for bone tumors and microcirculation devices.

This isn't about feeling guilty; it's about finding solutions to problems and dealing with them as they arise—Fang Ziye's own philosophy of life.

"Go and rest, Professor Fang!"

"I believe you will have an era that belongs only to Fang Ziye." Chen Song gave Fang Ziye the highest praise.

Fang Ziye replied, "Dean Chen, everyone belongs to their own era."

There is no right or wrong, no noble or lowly.

……

Fang Ziye slipped out of Chen Song's consultation room, and at the door, he saw Chen Xixian's mother, Zhong Ling, again!
"Professor Fang, Chen Xixian told me that you are unwilling to accept the consultation fee we offered you."

"How about this, please accept this box. It contains the key to the courtyard down the mountain."

“It’s much quieter there, and it’s not far from the sanatorium. You can stay there without worry if you come to work in Enshi in the future.”

"Auntie is just not charging you rent."

"More importantly, there are some files and medical books that my father-in-law had not finished organizing."

"Given his current condition, it is definitely not suitable for him to continue doing this kind of thing."

"Therefore, after discussing it with Guangbai, I decided to hand them over to you."

"If it's not finished, then it's not finished!"

"Professor Youfang, since you have used this as an excuse to stay here, my father-in-law will no longer have any thoughts about the past."

“It’s just a rental,” Zhong Ling said.

Something about it sounds off, yet it seems to make sense.

To prevent Chen Song from continuing to shine in the courtyard down the mountain, Zhong Ling and Chen Guangbai directly transferred the right to use the courtyard, making Fang Ziye a tenant and thus "owner's property"!
If Chen and Song were to go again, they would have to think it over carefully, which put an end to his idea.

"Then thank you, Boss Zhong," Fang Ziye said after considering the matter.

Zhong Ling said, "In that courtyard, I will only leave two aunties and two security guards. The security guards are responsible for daily security, and the aunties are responsible for daily cleaning and cooking."

"They also cook in the yard. They are all locals from Enshi. If you want to eat anything, just tell them."

“There are eight or nine guest rooms, side rooms, and main rooms in the courtyard, which should be enough for Professor Fang’s friends and students to stay in.” Zhong Ling reminded him again before handing the box to Fang Ziye.

"Thank you, Boss Zhong!"

"Is Mr. Chen getting enough rest?" Fang Ziye asked again.

He didn't really know how to get along with Chen Guangbai and Zhong Ling. They used to be businessmen, but now they had transferred their original company.

Zhong Ling nodded: "She's alright, she's still sleeping."

"Professor Fang, you must be very tired too. Go and rest for a while."

"Your leave slip from Zhongnan Hospital has been approved by Director Song, and it will not affect your normal work."

"I just hope Professor Fang can stay for two more days, until my father's condition stabilizes, before you return to your work!"

"That's fine too!~"

After saying goodbye to Zhong Ling, Fang Ziye returned to the villa area and opened the diamond-shaped box that Zhong Ling had given him.

However, it was only at this moment that Fang Ziye realized that he had been tricked by Zhong Ling. Inside were not the keys to the courtyard below, but three very unique silver needles.

It came with a piece of silk paper, which, when opened, read: "Dr. Fang, I have no way to repay your life-saving grace."

"Three silver needles, do your best."

"Chen Guangbai!~"

Luo Tingzhu also saw the message, looked at Fang Ziye in surprise, then chuckled, feeling extremely embarrassed, and said, "Senior brother, this is such an old trick!"

Fang Ziye closed the box again: "It may be old-fashioned, but this is definitely the strongest network of connections I've accumulated since birth!"

"No one."

Fang Ziye had just put the box away when Nie Mingxian called, and Wu Xuanqi's booming voice came through: "Fang Ziye, come over here quickly and install the bio!"

"No, I'll treat you, have drinks, and pay the bill!"

(End of this chapter)