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Chapter 704 Jie Han applies to leave...and return to the team! ~ (Please subscribe)

"Fang Ziye, why did you have to provoke him for no reason? Everyone was in a good mood, and now we can't even have a get-together." Fang Ziye heard Liao Jia's complaints as he took out his phone.

The music and dance rhythms were accompanied by the continuous sounds of birdsong.

Fang Ziye picked up his phone: "Brother Liao, is it the weekend? It's only a little past eleven. Shall I find a place to send it to you?"

Liao Jia, Lan Tianluo, and others had been working hard on their own for a month, and Fang Ziye, as the team's 'small boss,' should reward them!
"What's the point if there are fewer people? Ask Nie Mingxian if he's coming out."

"I just think you're a bit presumptuous~"

"Boss, we're almost out of drinks. Are you going to abandon us?" Nie Mingxian's voice came in tandem with a woman's voice.

Fang Ziye then sent a message to Nie Mingxian, and this time Nie Mingxian replied quite quickly...

It was 12:15 a.m.

In a barbecue restaurant on the back street of Han Street, Nie Mingxian, along with Lan Tianluo and Jie Han, sat opposite Fang Ziye and discussed their research project.

Liu Guo leaned against Nie Mingxian and discussed skincare products suitable for their respective ages with Luo Tingzhu, exchanging purchasing channels.

While showing off her purchase history, Luo Tingzhu occasionally glanced at Fang Ziye, who was completely isolated, but did not comfort him: "Sister Liu, I think this moisturizing product is quite good, especially suitable for winter."

"It was recommended to me by a senior student in the lab last year..."

"I need to start anti-aging now," Liu Guo said.

"After twenty-five, everyone needs to fight aging, and there's no conflict between them!" Luo Tingzhu returned here, her voice suddenly stopping, her gaze drifting away from her phone into the distance.

At the same time, Liu Guo, Nie Mingxian, Fang Ziye, and others also exchanged surprised and suspicious glances.

Liao Jia walked over from a distance with a flamboyant gait, a cigarette dangling from his right hand, the butt glowing red and still burning, and a "girl" being led by the hand with his left!
The girl was young, around twenty years old, wearing black leather shorts, and even in November, her long legs were still showing.

The moment Fang Ziye saw her, he felt that this girl would be doing a disservice to her current attire if she never got close to someone with rheumatism.

Lan Tianluo and Jie Han were also unsure of Liao Jia's purpose, and both stared at each other in surprise.

Liao Jia stepped forward and pulled the girl next to him to sit down confidently: "Let me introduce you all, this is my girlfriend—"

"What's your name?"

"Uncle, my name is Cilantro." The girl held a milk tea in her left hand, not at all shy. After taking a sip, she replied while placing the milk tea on the table.

Through just three sentences exchanged between the two, it becomes quite clear that they are having a casual relationship.

One was unknown, while the other had adopted a stage name.

Fang Ziye paused for a moment before breaking the silence: "Brother Liao, sister-in-law, come and sit down."

"We've ordered some things, would you like to add something else?"

"this is menu."

Fang Ziye had just politely handed over the menu when the girl next to Liao Jia began sketching with a pen, her movements showing no shyness whatsoever.

Liao Jia smiled at everyone as if nothing had happened, and then said, "You guys keep chatting, don't worry about us."

After listening, Nie Mingxian, still somewhat bewildered, chatted idly with Jie Han and Lan Tianluo, his gaze lingering on Liao Jia.

The sensible Liu Guo was texting Fang Ziye to ask if he had also been playing tricks on Liao Jia.

Fang Ziye replied with a message: "Sister Liu, how can I possibly get into so much trouble in one day?"

"I don't understand what kind of scheme Brother Liao set up today either."

People who marry young, Liao Jia is old enough to be "Cilantro's" father.

After ordering, Cilantro handed the menu to the waiter.

Then she tilted her head against Liao Jia and asked in a coquettish yet generous tone, "Uncle, aren't you going to introduce your friends to me?"

"Hello everyone, my name is Xiang Cai. My father's surname is Xiang, like the fragrance of perfume, and my mother's surname is Cai."

Upon hearing Xiang Cai's self-introduction, Liao Jia was slightly surprised: "Your real name is Xiang Cai?"

"Of course! Uncle, did you think I was lying to you?"

Nie Mingxian couldn't stand it any longer and interrupted, "Liao Jia, what's wrong with your temper? Did you send a little girl here specifically to take advantage of us?"

Xiang Cai calls Liao Jia "Uncle" and them "Brother" and "Sister," which means they are a generation above each other.

"Hello, Uncle!" Xiang Cai was very sensible and quite funny, and immediately changed her way of addressing Nie Mingxian.

Nie Mingxian said, "No, sis, don't take this joke so seriously!"

Xiang Cai immediately started drinking tea: "Uncle, don't be so fierce. I'm truly devoted to you."

"Then what do you think his name is?" Nie Mingxian asked the girl.

“Uncle Liao Jia,” Xiang Cai replied naturally.

Nie Mingxian wasn't a brain-dead idiot who would self-destruct logically; he immediately realized he had just called Liao Jia's name, so he asked again, "What about your birthday? How do you write Liao Jia's name?"

Xiang Cai knew she couldn't outsmart Nie Mingxian, so she resorted to coquettishness: "Uncle, he's mean to me."

Liao Jia casually said, "Nie Mingxian, don't take it so seriously."

"The ancients said that one should see through things but not say them, and that a true gentleman observes chess without speaking."

Xiang Cai then looked at the jewelry in Luo Tingzhu's hand: "Wow, sister, your bracelet is so pretty! Where did you buy it?"

"Sister, your bag is so pretty too..."

With Xiang Cai joining, the dinner party completely changed its flavor. There was no more professional knowledge to talk about, and no more cosmetics to discuss.

Once the dishes were served, Xiang Cai ate and drank like a member of the community, completely at ease.

Even though no one paid much attention to her, she still offered toasts and ate meat as if she hadn't eaten all day.

One person ate a portion that would be enough for an adult male, and ate almost a third of it.

The atmosphere for barbecue is gone...

Around 1 a.m., while Nie Mingxian and Fang Ziye were using the restroom, Nie Mingxian asked, "Brother, where did you pick up such a straightforward girl?"

Are you an adult?

Liao Jia never imagined that this little girl would be so bold, reaching such a level of audacity.

"I don't know, I found it outside the bar."

"As soon as I left the bar, she asked me if I wanted to go get something to eat together..."

"In a place like a bar, where things are all just for show and the truth is easily confused, how was I supposed to know she actually came with me?" Liao Jia said.

Nie Mingxian pointed to the watch on Liao Jia's wrist: "I guess this thing is the cause of all this trouble."

"Why would someone like you, who does scientific research, buy a watch worth over a million?"

Liao Jia was also a little drunk: "Then what should I buy? I have money. I told you before that I would lend it to you, but you were just being too proud."

"Get lost!" Nie Mingxian rolled his eyes at Liao Jia.

"Don't try to manipulate me. I've never been so desperate that I need to shed this fig leaf."

"Let's go, you really want to take her home for the night?"

“You can’t handle a gold digger like that.” Nie Mingxian waved his sleeve and went first, suggesting to Liao Jia a way to escape to the bathroom.

As for paying the bill, either Liu Guo or Luo Tingzhu can easily do it.

Liao Jia did not refuse and left with Nie Mingxian and Fang Ziye.

However, when the group finally met Liu Guo and the others, they underestimated Xiang Cai's persistence; she had actually come along too.

The moment she saw Liao Jia, she ran straight to his side and said in a sweet voice, "Uncle, don't you want Xiao Cai Cai anymore?"

Liao Jia was embarrassed. He had to deal with the trouble he had caused, so he raised his hand and said, "Ziye, Mingxian, you two go back first. I'll just wander around."

Adults are responsible for resolving the problems they create.

No one paid any attention and went home.

After returning home, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu did not take the matter seriously. They simply suggested that they get together again the next day to classify and organize the collected data.

After agreeing on a time in the group chat, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu took a shower together and then went straight to sleep.

The next day, at eight o'clock in the morning, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu got up and ran five kilometers in the neighborhood downstairs.

"If you want to have breakfast in the lab, just let me know and I'll bring it over. If you don't say anything, I won't bring it," Fang Ziye sent a message to the group chat.

Jie Han immediately replied, "Senior brother, I've already bought it. You and your wife can just come over."

"Almost everyone else has arrived."

"Tingzhu, Jiehan brought breakfast!" Fang Ziye quickened his pace and stopped Luo Tingzhu, who was in line.

Fifteen minutes later, downstairs in the experimental building.

Luo Tingzhu, who was walking alongside Fang Ziye, dropped the duck claw along with the plastic bag to the ground with a thud.

Fang Ziye stared ahead with a furrowed brow. The girl beside Liao Jia was practically hanging there, and she had changed into a set of clothes that clearly belonged to Liao Jia.

This hoodie is rather unisex, but it doesn't look particularly out of place on me.

"Uncle, is your workplace always this high-end? Where is this?"

"I just checked the location, this looks like a university."

Liao Jia was preoccupied with a lot of problems at the moment, and turned his head to say, "Why don't you go back and wait for me? I really have important work to do, and it's inconvenient for me to take you with me!"

"No!" Xiang Cai raised her voice.

“We stayed at a hotel last night. You took your wallet and ID with you with you. If you run away, where am I supposed to find you?”

"You're not trying to shirk responsibility, are you?"

Xiang Cai's voice was quite loud, attracting many people to turn their heads, but that was all they did—turn their heads and cast gossipy glances.

Liao Jia said, "We are complete strangers. I treated you to a meal, and since you said you had nowhere to stay, I even booked a room for you."

"You said your clothes got wet, and I even gave you a set of mine. What more do you want?"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Cai immediately pleaded pitifully, "Do you believe what you're saying?"

Fang Ziye didn't believe Xiang Cai's words.

A man and a woman came out of the hotel alone. She was wearing your clothes. You said you weren't alone in a room together.
Brother Liao Jia, this is the 21st century.

"Brother Liao, if it's inconvenient for you, why don't you head back first?" Fang Ziye suggested.

Liao Jia said in a very cold voice, "If you don't leave, I'll call the police."

"At worst, I'll just go to jail for a few days."

"You have no evidence to sue me for anything else."

Three beeps!

Liao Jia picked up his phone with his right hand, typed 110, and shouted, "One, two!~"

Feeling a little guilty, Xiang Cai quickly let go of Liao Jia.

This is enough to prove that Liao Jia managed to control himself last night; otherwise, if he were accused of rape, he wouldn't have been able to get away with it easily.

Liao Jia's actions seemed even more inexplicable to outsiders.

The three of them took the elevator upstairs, and Xiang Cai retreated out of the experimental building.

……

As Liao Jia stepped out of the elevator and walked towards the lab conference room, he was covered in a fine layer of sweat: "Damn it, I spend all my time hunting birds, and I almost got pecked by a sparrow."

"I've never seen anyone like this before." Liao Jia shook his head vigorously.

Fang Ziye knew that Liao Jia was good at having fun and never interfered in Liao Jia's private affairs, but today he still advised, "Brother Liao, the main thing is that this is a laboratory, and outsiders can't come in easily."

"Our data is not suitable for disclosure. If it's inconvenient for you, we can have a video conference later."

Liao Jia shook his head: "Nothing can interfere with important matters."

“We’ve been preparing for this for so long, and the autumn harvest is just around the corner. If you want me to be absent now, you might as well not kill me.”

As the saying goes, "Sow a single grain in spring, reap ten thousand in autumn."

The projects I participate in are like children; I can't bear to let go of any of their growth.

Liao Jia is an adult, and Fang Ziye felt it inappropriate to "teach" or "warn" him about his behavior, so the group went into the laboratory.

I ate takeout for lunch in the lab, and the same thing for dinner.

At 11 p.m., the group finally dragged their slightly tired steps downstairs.

Even Fang Ziye felt a little soreness in the joints of his fingers when he went downstairs.

Everyone was typing on their keyboards all day with virtually no rest. This prolonged micro-movement can cause significant damage to the local joints.

"Brother Liao, Mingxian, are you going back to Enshi tomorrow or the day after?" Fang Ziye asked.

“The high-speed train is at six o’clock tomorrow morning, the four of us will go together!” Nie Mingxian replied.

Just then, Liao Jia suddenly tapped his head, tilted it to the left, and asked in a suspicious tone, "Why are you still here? Do you really want me to call the police to settle this?"

"We're all adults, it's just a charade."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and were surprised to see that Xiang Cai was still standing at the entrance of the laboratory building, looking innocent and "pitiful" with a strong aura of tea!
He looked like he was determined to have Liao Jia under his thumb.

She looked at Liao Jia with a slightly aggrieved expression, her lips a little dry, and she was clutching her stomach under her pale white sweatshirt.

Liao Jia stepped forward: "You lost your ID card, you don't have any money on your phone, and you don't have your wallet either?"

"If you really don't have money, why don't you call your parents and ask them to transfer some to you?"

Xiang Cai still didn't reply.

Nie Mingxian walked straight out, saying, "Tomorrow morning at 6:30, Changqu Railway Station!"

The group then dispersed.

After Fang Ziye and the others had all left, Liao Jia said, "If you don't have money, why don't you go find a job? Or find a day job that includes room and board!"

"It's not good for you to keep bothering me."

"Aren't you pretty daring? Why don't you go back to the bar entrance?"

"..."

On the way back, Luo Tingzhu said to Fang Ziye, "Senior brother, I think Professor Liao might really be in trouble this time."

"How so?" Fang Ziye asked.

"That Xiang Cai has calluses on her hands. She must have done a lot of farm work before."

"And with that temper, she's willing to go all out." Luo Tingzhu analyzed logically, as if she were a love expert.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "I don't think so."

"What kind of people hasn't Brother Liao seen?"

“Sanatoriums, research zones, Zhongnan Hospital—Kyoto has so many young white-collar workers, many of them young and beautiful…”

Luo Tingzhu said, "But senior brother, if we're talking about social class, Professor Liao might not be able to meet someone like Xiang Cai."

"According to the usual online tropes, such girls are either daughters of wealthy families or from remote rural areas, unwelcome and incredibly audacious..."

Fang Ziye said, "You've been watching too many TV dramas."

Back home, after washing up, it was already 12:30 a.m. Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu sat together on the edge of the bed.

"Tingzhu, are you going to stay at the sanatorium a little longer before going back?"

"I'm so sorry, you originally went to the sanatorium for my sake, but I was temporarily transferred back." Fang Ziye's voice was gentle.

"This is actually quite good."

Luo Tingzhu shifted her position to a more comfortable one: "Senior brother, after you left, Lan Tianluo and Jie Han both said that the atmosphere was actually better."

"At least in the short term we can focus on one goal and direction without being terrified that you might drop another bomb one day."

"It's like ants getting caught in a spider web, not knowing which main thread we're on."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye narrowed his eyes slightly.

Luo Tingzhu continued, "Senior brother, and haven't you noticed? Jie Han has become increasingly taciturn lately, and he speaks less and less during our discussions!"

Fang Ziye nodded and said, "I have noticed, and I even asked him privately if he had something on his mind."

He ignored me.

“Tianluo said that Jiehan had a heart-to-heart talk with him.” Luo Tingzhu took over the conversation, then temporarily pushed Fang Ziye aside, sat down next to Fang Ziye, turned her head, and looked at him with clear, watery eyes.

His voice was calm: "Jiehan said he was very tired."

"Jie Han also said that the further you go, the more you will find that the stratification of the circle becomes. If you are not in the same circle, you will not be able to withstand the centrifugal force!"

"In the end, it will inevitably settle and separate into layers."

"Jie Han said that his own qualifications were limited, especially his clinical operation qualifications."

"Actually, his scientific research talent is relatively limited, perhaps slightly better than the average person. His relative strength is in writing."

"But actually, compared to our circle, writing skills are not that crucial or important."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye replied, "No, isn't Jie Han's thinking quite active?" Luo Tingzhu then said, "But he himself can't translate his thoughts into reality, can he?"

"Over time, Jie Han became increasingly aware of his lack of practical skills. After his thinking and practical skills became disconnected, he said his cognition became more and more confused."

"Because he has never been able to grasp which things are feasible in reality and which things are not applicable to reality."

"Jie Han also said that he had already followed it to the top."

“Continuing forward, even if I barely keep up with the team, will be a drain on my life and will make my perception even more confused.”

"His current peak is completing this research project, after which he will need to take leave from the team for a period of time."

"Perhaps, yes." Luo Tingzhu didn't continue, but she knew that Fang Ziye should know what she had left unsaid.

I need to take leave from the team for a period of time, or perhaps forever.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye felt a sudden pang in his heart!
"Are these Jie Han's exact words? Why didn't he tell me?" Fang Ziye's tone changed completely.

Jie Han is going to fall behind, something Fang Ziye never expected.

Fang Ziye remembered Jie Han, his junior colleague, who had put tremendous pressure on him. Jie Han's clinical talent was better than his own, and his research talent was even more outstanding.

Writing articles is like eating and drinking; if you can't publish an SCI paper on your own, you can get it published successfully after his polishing and revision.

Yuan Weihong also said that Jie Han's scientific research thinking is top-notch, and if it is utilized well, he will definitely make great achievements in the future.

And indeed, this has proven to be true. Throughout this journey, Jie Han has always been at the core of the team, capable of doing everything that other team members can do.

It's just that his data analysis skills might not be as good as Lan Tianluo's, and his operational abilities might not be as strong as Luo Tingzhu, Lan Tianluo, and Nie Mingxian's.

However, when it comes to sophistry, everyone else combined is no match for Jie Han, a man who even terrified Yuan Weihong with his questions.

Now that he suddenly says he can't keep up, Fang Ziye really finds it hard to believe.

"Senior brother, you must also understand the hardship of having the will but not the strength."

"If you have the strength but not the will, you can empty your mind and just follow along. But if you have the will but not the strength, you really can't find your own sense of self when facing someone!"

"In terms of operational skills, Jie Han's qualifications are slightly inferior."

"Take your student Hu Qingyuan for example, he's the same..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's gaze returned to calm: "Hu Qingyuan? Continue, Tingzhu."

"Hu Qingyuan is actually a relatively typical example of someone who went from having the will but lacking the ability to actually having the ability but lacking the will!"

“Hu Qingyuan used to be very creative, but his personal abilities were limited and he couldn’t support his thinking.”

"Now, he has the operational skills, but his thinking has become rigid in certain areas. The task you gave him is still too big and too advanced."

"He needs to complete your project, which requires a lot of preliminary preparation. During this preparation process, others experience the pleasure of improvement and the comfort of feedback."

"But for Hu Qingyuan, he cannot find this kind of happiness. If he does not complete the project, but he knows about it, then he cannot find a sense of reward in the steps."

"He'll only feel like he's useless..."

"Conversely, if a person's thought processes are all ideas that cannot be put into practice, then he will also begin to doubt life and wonder if he has become mentally deranged."

Luo Tingzhu has truly grown up.

Following Fang Ziye, she also learned to examine certain issues from the perspective of a junior team leader, perspectives that Fang Ziye had never considered before.

Fang Ziye nodded: "Let me think about it some more before deciding how to talk to Jie Han."

Having high aspirations but low skills, and having high skills but low aspirations, are two completely different things.

Being ambitious but lacking practical skills means you can't do the work.

Being ambitious but lacking vision is a sign of not thinking things through.

Those who are more prone to psychological and practical problems are clearly like Jie Han, who is "ambitious but incompetent"!
Everyone grows up. It's obvious that Jiehan is having some mental health issues now. This has nothing to do with anyone else; it's because he's started to doubt himself.

Jie Han's current level of professional skills and scientific research experience easily surpasses some of the attending physicians at Zhongnan Hospital.

He will definitely succeed.

But who made him wear the 'long gown' with Fang Ziye as his outer name?
It's hard to take it off easily, but if you don't, your abilities seem to have no presence, which easily leads to doubting everything...

Sure enough, the next day.

When Fang Ziye saw everyone off at the train station, Jie Han expressed this idea rather subtly.

"Senior brother, after this project is completed, I may need to take a break for a while." Jie Han's words were not enthusiastic.

But if we change it, it might be like a real and very talented junior brother facing a huge, powerless demon.

He shouted, "Senior brother, Jiehan is incompetent. This path is too difficult. I can't keep up. I'll retreat first!"
But Jie Han wasn't being dramatic or making a big deal out of it; he simply said calmly that he might need to take a break for a while.

"No destruction, no construction; chaos and disorder are the beginning of order."

"Some things can't be explained clearly, but once you understand them yourself, you'll begin to see the truth."

“Jiehan, you should feel fortunate for your current state, because while other people start to ‘doubt’ their lives in their forties or fifties, you only started in your thirties!” Fang Ziye thought for a long time before realizing a problem.

That means Jie Han's theoretical thinking is about to leap forward.

Having followed Fang Ziye, who had been at level 5 for a long time and now possessed level 6 theoretical and thinking skills, Jie Han's thinking level and theoretical circle have also begun to undergo a qualitative change from quantitative change.

Looking back, the fact that Jie Han had so many strange ideas proves that his thinking level was actually above level 4, almost reaching level 5, which is why he had so many strange ideas.

Level 5 skills are not easy to obtain, nor are they readily acquired by others.

Fang Ziye himself did not include it; adding a few points will make it complete.

But not everyone is like that!
In clinical practice, achieving one or two Level 5 skills inevitably requires a long period of rigorous training.

The same applies to leaps in theory and thinking.

It will be very painful, and no one can help you.

Even those who have been through it can't help you organize your thoughts; at most, they can only help you organize the theories.

Now, Fang Ziye has a more objective and new understanding of level 5 skills.

Levels 1-4, Abilities.

Level 5 and above: A transformative shift in both ability and mindset!
This is what makes the level of a national-level master so difficult to reach.

"Thank you for your encouragement, senior. No matter what, I will apply for a break for a while."

"Hu Qingyuan recommended a good place to me, and I also want to go there to cultivate myself for a while and calm down."

“Perfect timing. I have enough experience now. Even if I waste a year or two, unless Tianluo and I compete, I think the others in the hospital won’t be able to control me.” Jie Han had already decided where he was going.

"Keep going, you can definitely do it."

"It's okay to walk slowly, as long as you arrive, you're safe and sound," Fang Ziye encouraged.

This is not the first time Jie Han has 'left the team'. Last August, Jie Han also realized that his clinical skills were insufficient, so he applied for leave of absence to devote himself to honing his basic skills.

After nearly several months of dedicated throwing practice, he mastered the technique of salvaging limbs in cases of severe injury and broke through the barrier.

Jie Han's limited qualifications are relative.

Liao Jia arrived at the train station.

The black lines on his forehead were even more pronounced—

Because Xiang Cai was still by his side.

Just as everyone was casting strange glances, Liao Jia whispered, "Go and get a temporary ID card yourself, and buy your own ticket."

Don't tell me you can't do anything.

Xiang Cai jogged to the ticket hall.

"What's going on?" Nie Mingxian was completely dumbfounded.

"A blended family, the mother died."

"She was admitted to Central China Normal University after the college entrance examination, but her family did not want her to continue her studies and wanted her to get married. During the summer vacation, her grandmother died during a family argument."

"I ran away from home. I didn't have a co-borrower when I applied for student loans from my hometown."

"My admission notice was kept at home. I came to Wuhan to register, but the university teacher contacted the local high school. After the high school homeroom teacher contacted my family, my father and stepmother came."

"In the end, the girl called the police, which allowed her to escape temporarily."

"I enrolled through the fast track, and the school, seeing that the situation was indeed special and unable to persuade the parents, granted me a special student loan!"

"But living expenses are a problem."

"After working for two months, I couldn't take it anymore! I was planning to take a shortcut, and by sheer coincidence, I ran into Lao Tzu."

"She did recognize the brand of my watch; she said I looked quite cultured."

“Last night, I used a friend’s connections to get in touch with them and they confirmed that there is such a person in their compound,” Liao Jia said.

"Can't we work part-time while studying?" Nie Mingxian asked.

"I ran out of money for food the day after I arrived in Wuhan! I even had to use my own savings to pay for the train fare to Wuhan," Liao Jia said.

"Then what are you going to do? Send her back to school and let her apply for financial aid?"

"No, doesn't East China Normal University have government-funded teacher training programs?"

"Even government-funded teacher training programs require scores? You've already passed the university entrance exam, so why aren't you accepting a different major?"

“There’s no point in talking about this now. We’ve already reached the point where we want to take shortcuts,” Liao Jia said.

Nie Mingxian: "..."

"Alright, congratulations then, you've found a decent girl to play with." As soon as Nie Mingxian finished speaking, he was met with a murderous glare.

Without a doubt, it's Liu Guo and Luo Tingzhu.

If it's just a chance encounter, the other person won't linger while telling their story.

Soon after, Xiang Cai arrived with the tickets!
Because everyone arrived quite early, they were all assembled by around 5 a.m.

When Xiang Cai returned, Liu Guo and Luo Tingzhu indeed pulled her aside and began asking her all sorts of questions...

……

Beneath the operating room timer panel, Fang Ziye sat with his legs crossed, listening to the surgeon Yuan Weihong and the anesthesiologist joking around, while the anesthesia machine beeped rhythmically.

-

'Buzz, buzz.'

A WeChat notification sound rang out, from Jie Han.

"Senior brother, I think I shouldn't rest..."

Fang Ziye: "..."

"Don't you think it's harder than what other girls go through?"

Jie Han quickly replied: "Pretty much, the story shouldn't be fabricated."

"I only just realized that there really are short-sighted people in this world. They would sell their daughter, who got into a top university, for a dowry of 985 yuan."

Fang Ziye exited WeChat and carefully checked the current time.

November 4, 2024, 8:54 AM.

It is indeed the 21st century.

According to Xiang Cai, there are still many loopholes that need to be plugged, but Fang Ziye doesn't think he needs to know the "loophole analysis".

Fang Ziye wasn't even interested in knowing how Liao Jia planned to handle the situation.

"One of the fundamental reasons why each person is unique is that everyone's experience is different throughout history."

“Jiehan, I’m not advising you, nor am I encouraging or inspiring you, much less offering a dismissive “take it easy” advice.

"But what I want to say is that we, the members of our sect, have walked this path together, and as long as we are alive, we will always be here."

"This relationship will continue."

“What has existed cannot be destroyed.” Fang Ziye typed, each word carefully considered and crafted before being sent.

Jie Han has grown up and is no longer the cheerful and confident "research prodigy" junior he used to be. Now, he has even become somewhat taciturn.

The reason is related to Fang Ziye.

Jie Han did not reply, and Fang Ziye did not wait for his reply.

After standing up, Fang Ziye moved to the operating table and carefully watched Yuan Weihong's operation, breaking down the level of his basic skills in more detail.

The more advanced and sophisticated the operation, the more it is bound by the fundamentals.

This is especially true for functional reconstruction surgery; if the basic skills are not in place or solid enough, it will never be possible to complete the surgical procedure smoothly.

If the basic skills are in place and every detail is handled well, then surgical skill will naturally reach the required level.

Fang Ziye didn't say much today. After watching for nearly twenty minutes, he returned to the round steel stool under the timer panel.

Lin Fangzhong, a first-year professional master's student and a junior in the same year as Fang Ziye's student Hu Qingyuan, slowly moved closer.

While still savoring Yuan Weihong's "high-level" operation on the operating table, her pupils were unfocused as she whispered, "Brother Ye, do we still really have a chance to get a chance to perform on the operating table?"

"With my current basic skills, I think it would be difficult for me to complete even a single branch suture in three years."

Suturing should be a basic, introductory surgical procedure that can be performed on the operating table.

When Lin Fangzhong arrived at the department, he only heard from his senior colleagues that in the past, it was not necessary to meet such high standards to perform suturing.

All you need to do is sew up an orange peel in the training room, and you'll be rewarded with a sewing opportunity by your superiors.

But now, only those who successfully complete the skin suture can go on stage and receive a reward.

Fang Ziye looked at Lin Fangzhong, who seemed a little confused, and didn't think he was too young or too distant.

For Fang Ziye, his first year of master's studies was only five years ago!
Back then, the Department of Trauma Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital did not have such high requirements for residents and professional graduate students to take the stage, but Fang Ziye was still confused at that time.

Fang Ziye recalled that he had asked his senior fellow student Sun Shaoqing, who was a doctoral student at the time, a similar question.

In the basic training room for trauma surgery, the suturing technique still uses the same four tools: rubber skin, orange peel, tofu, and aspic.

However, the suturing requirement for post-doctoral fellows in trauma surgery is still suturing tofu, but the requirement for suturing on stage has become suturing aspic.

This requires the junior students to be more patient or have higher talent.

"You need to go to the emergency room more often and ask Brother Zhou for help."

"Emergency surgery, debridement and suturing are your opportunities to practice now."

"You know, even if we asked you to go up and suture now, you would only become the most critical factor that lowers the quality of the surgery."

"We're not trying to make things difficult for you, it's just to ensure the quality of the surgery. That's our bottom line."

"Whether it's limb-sparing surgery after a limb injury, functional reconstruction after a limb injury, or functional reconstruction after functional impairment, these are all top-tier surgical procedures in our orthopedics department."

"You're just starting out, and you already have the opportunity to directly experience this level of surgical procedures. It's actually your good fortune," Fang Ziye said, changing his perspective.

"The saying goes, 'Great knowledge accumulates before it can be applied.' Let's say you don't succeed in pursuing a doctorate after graduation, but you can accumulate enough knowledge during your master's studies to be able to stitch up tofu."

"Then when you go looking for a job, you will have more confidence and an advantage than other master's graduates from other hospitals in the same year."

"Your knowledge and experience are quite unique..."

Lin Fangzhong nodded slightly: "That's true."

"Senior, is our department's current situation somewhat similar to the 'easy entry, strict exit' system abroad?" Lin Fangzhong tried his best to build up his confidence.

Fang Ziye nodded: "There are some similarities, but it's not as easy to get in and as difficult to get out."

"You don't need to worry about graduation. The main thing is to learn more about the techniques, including clinical treatment approaches and medication regimens."

"Once you understand these things, you'll find your work much easier in the future."

"Compared to the postoperative instructions for limb-sparing surgery, the postoperative instructions for open reduction and internal fixation of fractures are far too simple."

"Compared to the intraoperative procedures of limb-sparing surgery, you will find that open reduction and internal fixation of fractures is the part of the surgery you see."

"This is the result of years of hard work accumulating knowledge and experience before unleashing its full potential."

Lin Fangzhong is a seven-year program student with good talent. He is currently in his fourth month of formally enrolling in the trauma surgery graduate program (he will start working in the department in August).

Lin Fangzhong indeed became the low-key student others had described: "Senior, thank you."

Fang Ziye replied, "Practice hard. The things I, your senior brother, have you practice are definitely very particular. It's just that no one else has ever given you any pointers, so you can't make any comparisons with others."

Lin Fangzhong was also his direct junior brother, a student of Yuan Weihong, and Fang Ziye had specially trained him.

Hey.

Just as Fang Ziye finished speaking, Jie Han's message arrived.

Jie Han:

"Women are steadfast as a rock, and gentlemen are self-reliant and unyielding."

"This is not sexism."

After Fang Ziye finished reading, he simply put his phone away.

Lin Fangzhong also saw the message, but he only vaguely understood it. He silently "crawled" away from where Fang Ziye was and stood among a group of master's and doctoral students, looking at the operating table with a confused yet resolute gaze...

(End of this chapter)