top student at medical school

Chapter 688 Years have passed, but this year is not the year!

When Fang Ziye led Luo Tingzhu to the private room that Wu Xuanqi had sent him, Wu Xuanqi, who had already spotted Fang Ziye, was shouting inside: "Everyone, eat and drink whatever you want today. It's on me, and the whole thing will be on Mr. Fang's plate."

Fang Ziye ignored Wu Xuanqi's obstruction and walked inside on his own. He noticed that Luo Tingzhu, who was walking beside him, paused slightly and stopped for about two seconds in the direction of Lan Tianluo.

Lan Tianluo and Jie Han sat next to each other. To Jie Han's left sat his girlfriend, Huang Shan, who was petite and wearing a yellow dress.

Meeting Fang Ziye's gaze, his voice sharp and clear: "Good evening, Dr. Fang."

"Huang Shan, what would you like to drink? Just order whatever you like," Fang Ziye replied.

Jie Han chuckled and nodded immediately: "Senior brother, don't worry. Today is a rare opportunity to rip off big spenders, so I definitely won't hold back."

"Waiter, bring a dozen '82 Lafite, or fly out and buy more if that's not enough." Jie Han was in a good mood and naturally livened up the atmosphere.

Fang Ziye then turned to look at Lan Tianluo, who had already stood up and calmly met Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu's gaze without flinching.

Perhaps it was his trip back to Henan Province in August that made Lan Tianluo more certain of his feelings, so at this moment, he openly took Tong Hua's right hand.

"Senior brothers and sisters, she is a fairy tale, and also our colleague."

This was Tong Hua's first time meeting everyone, and although she was not young, she was quite nervous.

Her status as an attending physician at Peking Union Medical College Hospital made her stand out in this circle, and naturally, she lost her usual ease and confidence: "Professor Fang, Dr. Luo."

"Hello Dr. Tong, this is Fang Ziye from Zhongnan Hospital. This is my girlfriend, Luo Tingzhu!"

Luo Tingzhu shook hands with Tong Hua and introduced herself.

There were quite a few people here today, mostly young people.

The group was quite complete, including Fang Ziye, Luo Tingzhu, Nie Mingxian, Liu Guo, Lan Tianluo, Tong Hua, Jie Han, Huang Shan, and Wu Xuanqi, who also brought his wife Tang Yue.

After this first meeting, Tang Yue, the oldest among the girls, said, "Xiao Luo, you are the golden flower of our anesthesiology department. Come sit here with your sister Yue."

"If we're too lazy to smell their alcohol later, let's go to a spa or get a head massage."

Unlike the other girls, Tang Yue is a very outgoing and mature woman. Although she had never met Luo Tingzhu and the others before, she seemed to have a certain charm that quickly won over Liu Guo and the others.

And soon a "delicate" barrier was formed between men and women!
Seeing the six men and six women huddled together, Liao Jia's expression was one of utter disbelief. He silently planned to slip away while the others weren't looking.

But Wu Xuanqi quickly stopped him, asking, "Professor Liao, where are you going?"

"I need to use the restroom." Liao Jia, unable to slip away, decided to use the restroom as a temporary escape.

Wu Xuanqi then opened the two large Yibao bottles containing the liquor, totaling three thousand milliliters.

Wu Xuanqi said, "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven."

"425 milliliters per person, 8.5 ounces, that's all."

"Fang Guojiang, come on, you're the star today, why don't you start giving your acceptance speech?"

Nie Mingxian was as docile as a numb rabbit in front of Wu Xuanqi. Unable to find anything to say, he started sharing drinks with Jie Han and the others.

"Brother Qi, what's the point of giving an acceptance speech? Do I even deserve to give an acceptance speech for this award? Are you trying to kill me?" Fang Ziye quickly waved his hand and said.

To be honest, given his current achievements, he wouldn't dare to even breathe loudly in the Great Hall of the People.

Compared to the breakthroughs made by those predecessors, Fang Ziye's limb-sparing surgery for severe injuries and his improvements to the microcirculation device are nothing.

Wu Xuanqi raised his voice slightly and said, "Damn it... I didn't ask you to give your acceptance speech at the place where you received your award."

"Today, you are the best here."

After Wu Xuanqi swore, he noticed several women turning their heads to look at him. He glanced at Fang Ziye, then at Tang Yue, and suggested, "Professor Fang, how about we separate the men and women for today's gathering?"

"Otherwise, the celebration won't feel right."

Tang Yue and the others paused speaking, and no one expressed their rejection of the proposal.

If we're talking about how many girls actually enjoy participating in these kinds of drinking parties, aside from a very few outliers, there probably aren't any.

Drinking parties between men are something girls really can't understand; they drink spicy "liquids" and talk about vulgar and meaningless things.

This is similar to how men can't understand why women like to go shopping in groups.

Fang Ziye's eyes darted around, and he asked hesitantly, "Dr. Tang, Dr. Liu, do you think it's appropriate for you two to go out and have a get-together by yourselves?"

After all, he's the one hosting today.

"It's appropriate for you to pay, Mr. Fang." Liu Guo was also caught up in the atmosphere by Tang Yue, his eyes narrowing into a star shape.

Fang Ziye then jokingly added, "Then you should ask my boss for reimbursement."

Tang Yue said, "Oh, Tingzhu, Professor Fang's wallet is with you?"

"Then didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I want to go to a spa, get a hydrotherapy treatment, and have a full-body meridian massage."

Luo Tingzhu rolled her eyes at Fang Ziye upon hearing this, but did not refute him. She left the private room amidst the shoving of several people.

Tong Hua was not familiar with anyone and had never met them before. When she left the private room, she turned back to look at Lan Tianluo.

After receiving Fang Ziye's gaze, Lan Tianlu accompanied Tong Hua outside for about half a minute before the handover was completed.

When Lan Tianluo re-entered the private room, Fang Ziye and the others had all taken off their coats, leaving only their undershirts.

Fang Ziye, seated in the main seat, said, "Drinking is fine, having fun is fine, but let's make it clear beforehand: no drinking leading to trouble!"

"Everyone should carefully control their alcohol intake. Not drinking is disrespectful, but getting yourself drunk is even more disrespectful!"

Nie Mingxian added, "Ziye is right. It's good to be in a good mood, but it's best not to drink to the point of causing any trouble. The main thing is to chat and brag."

"Let's begin, Professor Fang. How does it feel to receive this award?"

After Nie Mingxian finished asking his question, everyone looked expectantly at Fang Ziye.

Although everyone here is considered a genius by others and believes themselves to be a genius, they are still just geniuses in the process of growing.

They are the protagonists of their age, not the protagonists of their time.

As for Wu Xuanqi, he may have attended the Hubei Provincial Natural Science Award ceremony, but he didn't receive any minor awards. He only went to cheer for his teacher as a student.

The awards Fang Ziye received at the Great Hall of the People are perhaps just the threshold for geniuses like them to even meet him.

Its significance and value are much higher than those of the Outstanding Young Scientists and Excellent Young Scientists.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye stood up first, raised his wine glass, bowed slightly, and immediately confronted Nie Mingxian, saying, "Brother Nie, I'm sorry, I've taken over your place."

"If it weren't for me, you should be the one going to the Great Hall of the People this time."

Fang Ziye's voice pulled everyone back to reality. Fang Ziye always remembered the ultimate source of the improved theory for the micro-circulatory device!
Fang Ziye himself was not a pioneer; he was merely a promoter.

Without Professors Nie Mingxian and Li Yongjun, Fang Ziye would never have known that such a line of thinking was possible.

Upon hearing this, Nie Mingxian's expression twitched uncontrollably for a moment, and his eyes instantly reddened. In those few seconds, a mixture of grievance, resentment, and joy mingled together.

But soon, he swallowed these emotions, believing that everything was fate and that fate would not forgive anyone.

The improved theory of the micro-circulatory device came from Li Yongjun. However, if Li Yongjun had not encountered exclusion and failed in competition, perhaps Nie Mingxian might have really replaced Fang Ziye.

"Why make so many 'what ifs' when nothing has actually happened?"

"If we really had to say what if, I hadn't met you, Fang Ziye, the micro-circulation device would still just be an empty framework, completely unable to be put into practice."

"I am very happy that you can win this award, and I am convinced of its merit."

"Without you, this theory cannot be implemented."

"Moreover, it's limb-sparing surgery for severe injuries." As Nie Mingxian mentioned this, he noticed that Fang Ziye had already drunk half a cup of wine, which was about an ounce.

Then, Fang Ziye raised the remaining wine glass towards Wu Xuanqi without saying a word.

After downing the drink in one gulp, he said, "Brother Angkor, I've drunk it!"

Only then did Nie Mingxian belatedly realize that he and Wu Xuanqi had picked up their wine glasses and each drank half a glass.

"It'll be back next year!~"

After seeing Wu Xuanqi and Nie Mingxian finish their drinks, Fang Ziye spoke emphatically.

Fang Ziye's words instantly ignited the passion in the private room.

Fang Ziye added, "Even if the awards aren't given out next year, they will be given out the year after, or three years from now!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xuanqi immediately waved his hand and cursed, "No wonder people online say, never try to compete with people from your Wuhan University in marketing."

"You almost made my heart jump out of my chest."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye said, "Then, Brother Qi, you shouldn't go."

Wu Xuanqi raised his chin and said, "Why should I? I endured humiliation and hardship to steal this from you while kneeling on a durian!"

The reason Wu Xuanqi endured Fang Ziye's previous 'humiliation' was simply because Fang Ziye had given him too much.

This fundamental breakthrough, which directly overturns basic research on tumors, even if Fang Ziye 'insulted' him in front of his school, even if they tore off the mask on the spot, he would still have to remain calm.

As long as Fang Ziye doesn't threaten his core interests, such as those involving his family or parents.

Wu Xuanqi had already weighed the options in his mind; being humiliated once in exchange for what Fang Ziye gave him was well worth it.

Fang Ziye's slap was very expensive.

"In addition, I am accepting the award on behalf of the team this time, and only two people are allowed to accept the award."

"Professor Liu is the official leader of the project, so I am representing our team to accept the award. It belongs to all of us."

"Including the nominations on the medals, they are all from our team, and the information published online also includes a very detailed list of our team members."

"And that was last year, not this year."

“We’ll definitely have another chance to go in the future, you should believe that, right?” Fang Ziye summarized this part.

Nie Mingxian and the others laughed. Liao Jia, who arrived late, also nodded quickly after seeing that there were no female comrades in the private room who bothered him.

"So Professor Fang is still Professor Fang, Professor Fang is the leader."

"His ability to make empty promises is already more refined than that of our bosses."

"I'm impressed!" Wu Xuanqi said with a smile.

Fang Ziye said, "Let's eat something first. We can drink after we eat, and then we can chat."

"I've gained weight recently, so whatever you say, I feel like I can't even fly anymore."

If young people aren't enthusiastic about eating, then there's something wrong with their thinking. Seven people should eat and drink as they please.

Outside the private room, there were also bursts of noise urging people to drink.

But the sound was blocked by the door of the private room.

The emotions in each private room are different.

After a while of drinking and toasting, Fang Ziye noticed a message from Luo Tingzhu telling him to drink less.

After putting down his phone, Fang Ziye said again, "Professor Wu, please excuse yourself for a moment. Don't urinate again during our next conversation."

"Our team has spent half a year this year and is finally about to advance the research on the combination of chemotherapy for bone tumors and microcirculation devices to the clinical trial stage."

"For the past six months, all we've done has been confined to the laboratory."

"But after today, we'll probably be traveling all over the country looking at more things!"

"Brother Nie, Brother Liao, we must be very careful in ensuring the quality of this project. We can't afford to make any mistakes."

"Otherwise, this ship, which is not heavy to begin with, might capsize at any moment."

One person cannot support a large project; only a team working together can.

The quality control of the project on the combined use of bone tumor and microcirculation device is not a task that Fang Ziye can handle alone.

Upon hearing this, Wu Xuanqi indeed turned to the side.

Looking at Nie Mingxian, Nie Mingxian nodded. Then looking at Liao Jia, Liao Jia also nodded repeatedly and was about to start speaking.

"I'm going to take a piss too." Wu Xuanqi knew he was an outsider now.

But Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia weren't envious of the basic tumor research project that Fang Ziye had allocated to them, so he couldn't be so sour anymore.

After Wu Xuanqi left, Liao Jia said, "Fang Ziye, I have already worked with six professor teams to make detailed plans for the preliminary experimental planning of the several hospitals I am in contact with."

"I've already sent the contents of the planning document to the group; you should have seen it, right?"

Fang Ziye nodded: "A plan is a plan, but the actual implementation is the actual operation."

"To date, our team has filed reports against nineteen teams, and the professors in charge of these teams have been dealt with to varying degrees."

"These events that occurred in the early stages may also have some long-term consequences."

There will always be people who take risks and try to be clever.

Fang Ziye would not hesitate to take action against such people, and would report them every time he discovered them.

Conducting clinical trials without prior approval for animal and clinical trials is a serious offense. Even if you are a professor, you might not be able to withstand Fang Ziye's accusations.

Being removed from the position of clinical director is a minor matter; the most severely punished professors were directly removed from the medical team.

The main problem is that he simply couldn't answer the question about the complete framework of the entire research topic, including the core principles behind the fine-tuning of chemotherapy dosages, and he couldn't find any supporting data.

Without these structural supports, so-called clinical trials are nothing more than in vivo experiments.

This is not in accordance with current medical ethics and medical research regulations.

If you break the law, then you're just asking for trouble.

"Regarding this, our team has already contacted the research department of our hospital, and the National Health Commission and the Ministry of Science and Technology have also endorsed our team. Everything is based on the standard specifications."

"If other professors' teams are unwilling to cooperate or insist on creating their own original content, we will have no choice but to unilaterally terminate the cooperation and suggest canceling the clinical trial."

"But I believe that anyone who has reached the level of a professor leading a research group must have both high IQ and EQ, and would not do something so short-sighted."

Fang Ziye then turned to Lan Tianluo and Jie Han: "Lan Tianluo, Jie Han, you must also strictly follow the standards in the manual, and don't be afraid of offending people."

“If you are afraid of offending people, I can do it myself, or I can find someone to do it.”

"But one should not be too arrogant when interacting with other professors."

"I will also strictly control the clinical pilot standards of our Zhongnan Hospital and several hospitals in Wuhan."

“If a teacher from our own hospital makes a mistake or tries to do something underhanded, I will also choose to offend them.”

"Because the patient is innocent."

Lan Tianluo said, "Senior brother, I must have offended just as many people as you, right?"

Fang Ziye replied with a smile, "You'd better think it through before you speak. What you're talking about is from the past."

If Lan Tianluo had said this before coming to Enshi, Fang Ziye would have agreed.

However, when Fang Ziye came to Enshi, he offended quite a few people, most of whom were within the system, and some of them held real power.

However, that wasn't the main point Fang Ziye wanted to discuss today. He immediately turned to Liao Jia and asked, "Brother Liao, what are your plans after this is over?"

Liao Jia is currently the only unstable factor in the team.

Fang Ziye had thought that Liao Jia would meet his soulmate after coming to Enshi, but almost a year has passed and he is still single.

Liao Jia is a free spirit. If all the projects in the group are completed now, what will Liao Jia do next?
Liao Jia was taken aback upon hearing this, then shook his head: "I haven't considered such a question either."

"Fang Ziye, are you out of your mind? This has only just begun, and our collaborative project is far from over. Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

Parting and reunion are the natural order of things, and also the inevitable fate of all friends.

But please don't bring up such a sad topic from the very beginning, okay?

"Isn't it because I can't bear to part with you, Brother Liao? That's why I'm thinking of making preparations in advance." As Fang Ziye spoke, he poured more wine into his glass from a mineral water bottle.

Hearing this, Nie Mingxian understood and turned to face Liao Jia: "Professor Liao, why don't you stay? We're having so much fun together!"

"Heh!" Liao Jia rolled his eyes.

"That's your game, why am I shouting so happily!"

"I haven't thought it through, and don't ask me. Who can say what the future holds?"

"Life is all about today, and today is always the best time."

"Eat what you love, sleep what you love, spend money what you love, sleep with women if you want, sleep with men if you want." Liao Jia has already become a Buddha.

With a net worth of tens of millions, he has no family, no girlfriend, no car loan or mortgage, and is the happiest and most carefree person!
"I think we should find Professor Liao a girlfriend."

“Professor Liao, what do you think of Dean Chen’s granddaughter? Although she’s seven or eight years younger than you, this rich woman is very attractive, isn’t she?” Nie Mingxian said shamelessly.

When Liao Jia heard Nie Mingxian's haphazard matchmaking, he almost spat out his drink: "Don't talk nonsense, we're still working for Dean Chen Song right now."

"They're much more carefree than me, what do they want from me? Do they want me because I'm poor, because I don't shower every day, or because I'm old?"

“I still think she’s too young for me to be my god-sister, even though I’m almost thirty-six.” Liao Jia shook her head vigorously.

As the saying goes, "At thirty, one stands firm; at forty, one is free from doubt."

Liao Jia has only reached the age of thirty, approaching forty, yet he cannot achieve a state of clarity.

He even regretted making so much money. Since this topic wasn't working, they changed the subject, mainly focusing on criticizing Lan Tianluo and asking about the fairy tale.

……

Men, when they chat, they only talk about a few things.

Bragging and talking about women.

After indulging in wine and meat, the night air grew colder.

At the restaurant entrance, Liao Jia swaggered into the night, saying, "You all go home and hug your wives, I'm going to hug someone else's wife too."

Liao Jia quickly got into a taxi without looking back.

Wu Xuanqi clicked his tongue in envy from behind, saying, "Brother Liao is really living the high life, getting a wedding every night."

Having money is good, but having money makes single life even better.

Nie Mingxian said, "Why don't you come along? Anyway, you have a reason that you don't need to explain today. Just say we're going for a massage together."

"It takes half an hour to get there and forty minutes at most. You don't need to explain it to your sister-in-law."

Wu Xuanqi immediately rolled up his sleeves: "Hey, Nie, what do you mean?"

"Nobody's going to stop me today."

Nie Mingxian retorted, "I heard it with my own ears! What's wrong? You're denying it now?"

"Young man, you're already thirty-five! Do you still think it's ten years ago?"

Wu Xuanqi immediately deflated.

Everything he did back then, down to the last detail, was being repaid in this moment.

Lan Tianluo and Jie Han's eyes widened instantly, their gossipy gazes shifting between Nie Mingxian and Wu Xuanqi.

"Let's go, let's take a taxi home."

"They broke up quite early too."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he called out to Lan Tianluo, "Remember to take safety precautions..."

Lan Tianluo was still young and a little shy.

But before Fang Ziye could finish speaking, Wu Xuanqi, that scoundrel, handed Lan Tianluo a small box from his car; it was the ultra-thin 001 model.

Lan Tianluo's body stiffened for a few seconds, but he did not refuse.

He's no longer that young man; he's almost twenty-six now...

Night fell over Enshi, swallowing the figures of every Enshi resident as they went their separate ways, each returning to their own home.

The stars twinkled, and the moon hung like a shadow.

……

On October 9th, at the entrance of Han City Railway Station, Li Yuanpei drove a flashy Porsche into the parking lot, beckoned to Fang Ziye, and then the car door popped open in a flamboyant manner!
Fang Ziye circled the car three times, tilting his head repeatedly, and asked with envy in his eyes, "Yuanpei, are you not planning to install it?"

"I'm not showing off at all. My dad only recently agreed to buy me this thing because he said I was too high-profile before."

“I told him I was coming to pick up you, the athlete who won the national award, and he just waved his hand and carried it for me.”

"I just mentioned it before the holiday, do you want to give it a try?"

Fang Ziye shook his head vigorously: "You can't touch your brother's wife, especially since you're still newlyweds."

After Li Yuanpei started the car, he said, "Master has been looking forward to your return for a long time, but he hasn't been in a good mood because you haven't come back yet."

"Teacher Yuan is about the same."

Fang Ziye then asked, "How's the situation in the department?"

"Very good, Professor Miyagawa is very kind and unassuming!"

"Even Dean Wang Xinghuan personally escorted him to the department, and he came to visit him twice in the past two days to offer his sincere condolences."

Professor Du Xinzhan also came five or six times.

"Professor Gong's reputation in the field is quite high!" Li Yuanpei remarked.

Just kidding, how could Miyako Kaho, who can lead a group at the Enshi Sanatorium, be an ordinary person?

Li Yuanpei didn't need to pretend; the money he used to buy the car had absolutely nothing to do with the hospital, so he drove the car directly into the parking lot of the Basic Medical College.

From the School of Basic Medical Sciences, Fang Ziye was taken to the Orthopedics Building.

However, after getting off the car and walking only two hundred meters, no one cared how Fang Ziye and Li Yuanpei got there.

After exiting the side gate of the School of Basic Medical Sciences, passersby didn't even care who the two young people were.

It was still noon, so Fang Ziye followed Li Yuanpei into the operating room as soon as possible and found Yuan Weihong, who was performing surgery.

As for his mentor, Deng Yong, he is currently still working in the laboratory.

Moreover, he is about to take over as the head of the orthopedics department, so he is currently walking around the administration building, making some extra preparations for his upcoming takeover of the trauma center.

The dinner was scheduled for the evening.

“Professor Gong’s operating room is right next door, Ziye, why don’t you go and pay him a visit?” Yuan Weihong said during a break in the surgery.

"Master, are all three groups starting up at the same time today?" Fang Ziye had heard Li Yuanpei say that today was the day of Chen Fang and Yuan Weihong's surgery.

After joining the department, Professor Gong Jiahe took over the group previously led by Professor Han Yuanxiao, which was also the group led by Associate Professor Peng Long.

Yuan Weihong's eyes lit up instantly, and he said in a proud tone, "Ziye, you don't know yet, do you? Starting this month, the hospital has arranged three operating rooms for our trauma surgery department."

"From now on, we can have surgery every day, whenever we want."

"Is it nice?"

Fang Ziye clicked his tongue in astonishment upon hearing this!

With an additional operating room added to the trauma surgery department, the orthopedics department, which already held a relative advantage in the hospital, has truly become much more prominent.

"Where did you steal this from?" Fang Ziye pressed.

It's the same in any hospital or workplace: some are stuffed to the brim, while others starve.

The stronger a department is, the more resources it receives within the hospital; there is absolutely no bias towards weaker departments.

It can be said that it perfectly embodies the phrase "survival of the fittest".

"There are always some specialized surgeries that can't be fully booked. If they're already not fully booked, why not try to squeeze them in?"

Yuan Weihong straightened his back: "The hospital provided it, why do you care where it was stolen from? It's not like we stole it."

Under the guidance of its senior colleagues, the Department of Orthopedics at Zhongnan Hospital has always held a pivotal position within the hospital. Now, with the development of Fang Ziye, the Department of Orthopedics has made further progress.

Trauma surgery is far ahead of the competition, a fact widely acknowledged by many in the department and the hospital.

Furthermore, the current trauma surgery department has a trauma center sub-discipline, Deng Yong is about to take over as the administrative director of orthopedics, and Professor Gong Jiahe, a nationally renowned professor of trauma surgery, has joined the department.

With someone like Fang Ziye continuing to push forward, the leadership of Zhongnan Hospital is even hoping that the Department of Trauma Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital will crush the Department of Trauma Surgery at Tongji Hospital and become the leader and head of trauma surgery in Hubei Province for some time to come.

Therefore, the corresponding resource allocation has been arranged in advance.

"Master, I'm going to visit Professor Gong. I was delayed by some things before, and I need to apologize to him in person." Fang Ziye didn't dare to respond to Yuan Weihong's words.

Yuan Weihong was already quite arrogant, and Fang Ziye couldn't have imagined how many good friends Yuan Weihong had "offended" recently.

If he continues to fan the flames, Yuan Weihong might not even respect Deng Yong next time, and might even rebel against his superiors and refuse to listen to their instructions.

……

When Fang Ziye entered the next operating room, he saw Professor Gong Jiahe leading Professor Peng Long in a routine functional reconstruction procedure.

Moreover, they are currently en route between two surgeries.

"Professor Gong!" Fang Ziye walked forward with a smile.

Gong Jiahe sighed, raised his head and bowed slightly: "Isn't this Comrade Fang Guojiang from our hospital?"

"Professor Fang is so elusive, it's truly a rare sight."

"Professor Gong, you're absolutely right!" Fang Ziye quickly became proper.

Gong Jiahe's visit to Zhongnan Hospital was definitely partly due to his own reasons, and it's understandable that he missed the hospital's onboarding ceremony and was teased by the hospital.

"Where did you go?" Gong Jiahe asked, seeing that Fang Ziye had genuinely admitted his mistake.

"I went back to Enshi and performed a few surgeries, the kind I couldn't refuse," Fang Ziye replied, half-jokingly.

He did not mention Chen Song's matter.

Gong Jiahe's mood improved slightly: "That's alright, I thought you really went on vacation."

"Professor Gong."

"Ziye".

During a break in the surgery, Peng Long washed his hands and approached.

He has a habit of washing his hands after each surgery, and at this moment he is carefully wiping between his hands with paper towels.

"Teacher Peng," Fang Ziye greeted Peng Long.

Gong Jiahe said, "Professor Fang, you're doing quite well in our hospital, you're deeply entrenched."

"I'm almost developing a name-related anxiety syndrome lately; no matter where I go, I hear the name Fang Ziye everywhere I go!~"

"I'm so tired of hearing about it."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye quickly replied, "It's all because the teachers gave me face that they remembered my name."

"You're back today, you're not leaving right away, are you?"

"Could you give us a chance to share in the joy and have a small sip?" Gong Jiahe asked.

"Professor Gong, I'll definitely be working here now that I'm back. I look forward to your guidance in the future," Fang Ziye said.

Gong Jiahe rolled his eyes upon hearing this, perhaps realizing that he had been relying on his seniority too often, so Fang Ziye began to retaliate.

After all, he wasn't Fang Ziye's teacher. He could tease Fang Ziye a few times, but if he said too much, Fang Ziye wasn't a son he could just pull his ear at will.

"I wouldn't dare to instruct Professor Fang..." Gong Jiahe withdrew his expression.

Peng Long, who was standing next to him, noticed the changes in Gong Jiahe's expression and tone very carefully. After a moment of surprise, he quickly relaxed.

Fang Ziye has now reached a level far beyond his current position, and similarly, Fang Ziye's status in the national underworld is as he predicted.

He may not have the title of a national champion, but he has long been a national champion in terms of ability.

……

The night sky over East Lake is like ink-soaked silk, slowly spreading across the water's surface.

The reflections of the mottled vermilion pillars of the waterfront promenade were fragmented by neon signs, while the colorful light strips of the glass curtain wall of the shopping mall opposite pierced the heart of the lake, startling the egrets that were originally resting among the withered lotus leaves.

The carved wooden windows of the lakeside private rooms on the second floor were half-open, and the hazy glow of enamel chandeliers shone through the sandalwood screen. A wisp of sandalwood incense rose from the gilded incense burner on the rosewood tea table, the smoke lingering slightly as it passed over the celadon crackle-patterned teaware, before suddenly dissipating in the night breeze that swept through the room.

In a hall of a hotel on the shore of East Lake, a large round dining table that can seat forty people is set with a variety of delicious dishes, almost none of them the same.

Although Fang Ziye did not sit in the most prestigious seat, he was in the first position outside of the actual ward directors like Du Xinzhan and Deng Yong.

The other professors all temporarily gave way to Fang Ziye, the main character, today.

Professor Du Xinzhan sat in the center, holding a microphone, and said, "Today is just a family dinner among friends within our orthopedics department, not a departmental gathering."

"It was just the five of us—me, Liu Huanglong, Du Yingshan, Yuan Weihong, and Professor Tu Kun—treating us!"

"Don't take photos or post them on social media. We're just having a private get-together."

"First of all, the main theme of today's family dinner is to congratulate Professor Liu Huanglong and Professor Fang Ziye of our Department of Orthopedics on winning the National Natural Science Award."

"Our hospital's orthopedics department has achieved its status in Hubei Province thanks to the efforts of many senior colleagues."

"That was the pioneers, generation after generation, who forged ahead."

"But this year is not the same as this year!"

"Now, we, the younger generation of orthopedics, have lived up to the expectations of our predecessors. We have gritted our teeth and, by following in their footsteps, upheld the banner of the Department of Orthopedics at Zhongnan Hospital."

At this point, Du Xinzhan raised his glass: "No exaggeration, no bias!"

"Our generation has achieved some success, more or less. While these achievements are not something we can be proud of, they are something we can celebrate in secret."

"Here, I propose that we all raise this glass to Professor Liu Huanglong and Professor Fang Ziye to celebrate this day together."

"Congratulations, Professor Liu, congratulations, Ziye." Du Yingshan was the first to stand up.

Next up is Professor Tu Kun!
Then Yuan Weihong, representing the Department of Trauma Surgery, stood up, followed by all the senior professors from the subspecialties.

Finally, everyone else got up!
Liu Huanglong looked at Fang Ziye from afar and said, "Ziye, as the representative, please say a few words."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye took a deep breath and his gaze swept over everyone's faces.

"Thank you for your guidance, thank you for the foundation laid by your seniors, thank you for your kindness and cultivation, and thank you for your help."

"Thank you all for your great help, thank you all for your hard work, and thank you all for your generosity, which gave me the opportunity to pick the peach and take the sweetest first bite."

"I have always said that I am Fang Ziye because of the kindness and love of my teachers."

"My roots have always been here."

"Because of the teachers' kindness, I feel most comfortable here and don't need to be too reserved!"

"It is precisely because of the teachers' love and care that they were able to tolerate Xiao Fang's temper and complaints."

"I hope our orthopedics department can continue to develop and improve in the future!"

"I hope that the prognosis for orthopedic patients who come to our hospital in the future will be better and better."

"I hope that my teachers, my classmates, and my juniors will have better and better platforms in the future, and that each of them will have a better future than us."

Thank you, teachers!

"I'd like to raise a glass to everyone!" Fang Ziye's words weren't particularly grand or impassioned, but they came from the bottom of his heart.

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he bowed slightly and then drank it all in one gulp.

The banquet officially began only after everyone had finished drinking.

After eating a little something, Fang Ziye started to raise his glass to offer toasts.

However, Fang Ziye held a small wine glass, offering a toast to his teacher, elders, classmates, and sharing a drink with his junior...

During the meal, Fang Ziye received countless praises and frequent recognitions, and the enthusiasm for him reached a new climax.

Fang Ziye left the grand banquet hall half-drunk.

Half-drunk and half-awake, Fang Ziye recalled a line of poetry.

"In the past, it was not enough to praise the sordidness, but now there is no limit to debauchery.

"Riding a swift horse in the spring breeze, I can see all the flowers of Chang'an in a single day."

The next day.

Fang Ziye's alarm clock rang on time.

Fang Ziye opened his eyes. Because the wine he had drunk was of good quality, he did not feel any hangover.

My body didn't feel overburdened!
Fang Ziye pressed the alarm clock, and it was only 6:40 a.m.

Fang Ziye got up on time, went downstairs for a short run, went home to wash up, and then rushed to the department.

The head nurse and the junior nurses all changed their address, no longer using the previous "Ziye" in their names, and instead greeted him with great respect: "Professor Fang, good morning."

Good morning, Professor Fang.

The current head nurse is not the one who was in the department when Fang Ziye left; she just arrived this July.

"Hello, head nurse." Fang Ziye smiled and nodded to them, accepting the new role with ease.

Upon arriving at the duty room, Fang Ziye twisted up his white coat and put it on, carefully touching his name tag.

Letter:

Zhongnan Hospital of Wuhan University
Name: Fang Ziye.

Title: Associate Chief Physician
Fang Ziye tucked it into his chest and then pushed open the door to leave.

Facing us, Professor Han Yuanxiao paced furtively at the entrance of the chief inpatient office, holding his cell phone, seemingly hesitating whether to make a call.

"Professor Han! Why didn't you come last night?" Fang Ziye called out to Han Yuanxiao first.

Upon hearing this, Han Yuanxiao immediately turned around and said apologetically, "Ziye, yesterday was your victory celebration banquet, and I was originally going to come."

"But the data you gave me before, after I sent it out, I encountered quite a bit of trouble, I..."

Han Yuanxiao suddenly chuckled awkwardly, "Should I not be saying something so unpleasant at this time?"

(End of this chapter)