top student at medical school

Chapter 716 We've made it through!

The annual meeting schedule is set, and it starts and ends in an orderly manner without any major disruptions caused by the appearance of any individual.

November 17th, Sunday, 11 PM.

After Fang Ziye saw Professor Zhang Yue off at the airport, all the tasks scheduled for the annual meeting finally came to an end!

"Yuanpei, let's go, let's go back." Fang Ziye walked towards Yuanpei, who was very actively flirting with a young lady.

Li Yuanpei waved his phone goodbye to the young woman and called out, "Beautiful lady, keep in touch when you get back to Wuhan."

Fang Ziye turned to face Li Yuanpei and said sarcastically, "Yuanpei, what are you doing? You always try to flirt, but then back down at the last minute."

Li Yuanpei's family background is what it is, and he has always been quite flamboyant.

"Friends with benefits are easy to find, but true friends are hard to come by. Ziye, you don't understand the suffering of our brothers," Li Yuanpei sighed.

Fang Ziye said, "You're too fickle, aren't you? Didn't you say you were also very fond of that little nurse in the burn unit last time?"

“I heard from Shu Lang that you spent two whole months thinking about this.”

Li Yuanpei said frankly, "Yeah, I'm done touching."

"Then you really are a scumbag." Fang Ziye found it hard to comment on Li Yuanpei and turned to walk downstairs.

Li Yuanpei followed behind Fang Ziye: "Ziye, what do you mean by this? I didn't do anything, right?"

"If holding hands and going to the movies means taking responsibility, then going to the movies once will leave you in debt for life."

"That girl in the burn unit is dishonest; she really wants to climb the social ladder."

"How so?" Fang Ziye didn't want to use his brain right now, but he would have to when he got back. It would be good to mix in some gossip to relax.

"I heard that she often goes to the nearby gym to work out."

"It's not about fitness."

"You know, there are tons of associate professors and professors at that gym." Li Yuanpei had quite a few inside stories.

"So young and already wanting a promotion!"

Fang Ziye was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, but quickly realized what was going on.

Not everyone has exceptional talent and background to completely overwhelm everything with their own hard power.

When an individual's abilities and ambitions are mismatched, it will inevitably give rise to "ideas" other than improving their abilities!
Men go to drink with their superiors and curry favor with industry giants because there are too few women in positions of power.

Therefore, male sexual attractiveness is a relatively scarce resource and not easy to grasp and utilize.

However, Li Yuanpei's words reminded Fang Ziye of Xiang Cai and Liao Jia's matter, and he felt inexplicably a little irritated.

"That didn't happen overnight. Why didn't you just skip it earlier?" Fang Ziye asked.

Li Yuanpei puffed out his chest and said, "So, I sorted out her values ​​and beliefs, and after completing the education cycle, I left."

"I've figured it out. She doesn't want to be promoted; she just wants money. She doesn't have any particularly malicious intentions."

Zhongnan Hospital requires a bachelor's degree as the minimum educational requirement for recruiting nurses; those with only an associate's degree will not be hired. In addition, there is a requirement for a presentable appearance.

It's understandable that a new nurse might have a lot of ideas.

Compared to an older associate professor, Li Yuanpei, a doctoral candidate who is young and wealthy, is the obvious choice for most people.

"You haven't had your eye on many people?" Fang Ziye asked.

“Yes, Xie Xiao from the Rheumatology and Immunology Department is one, and your wife Luo Tingzhu is another, but others don’t even look down on someone like me!” Li Yuanpei replied quite bluntly.

Of course, Li Yuanpei immediately explained: "But Ziye, please don't misunderstand. Since Tingzhu and you got together, I have never had any improper thoughts, nor have I done anything that crosses the line."

"When it comes to upholding the bottom line, I never cross the line even a fraction of a step."

My lady, my gentleman is good.

Luo Tingzhu is very outstanding and beautiful. Many people like her, so it's perfectly normal for her to have a few admirers in her department.

Fang Ziye wouldn't be jealous of this, otherwise Luo Tingzhu would have even more people to be jealous of.

Not to mention the young nurses and unmarried nurses in trauma surgery and orthopedics, even among the newly promoted female doctors in the surgical system and female doctoral students in the hospital, there are quite a few people who have found Fang Ziye's contact information from all sorts of places.

However, Fang Ziye readily gave Luo Tingzhu his email account and password, and Luo Tingzhu would occasionally play with these emails.

Fang Ziye recalled that around July of this year, someone got his phone number and started harassing him relentlessly, eventually leading to a warning.

"Well, if that's what you mean, then it is indeed a bit difficult."

“Senior Sister Xie Xiao has always been Tingzhu’s goddess. I don’t know about her family’s financial situation, but the allowance your parents can give you is not enough to attract her,” Fang Ziye said.

Xie Xiao is a genius girl in the Department of Rheumatology and Immunology. She is currently a doctor at this hospital and receives research awards every year that are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

There's a saying that goes, "If you earn a million a year, you can easily woo a girl who earns fifty or sixty thousand a year by showering her with money. But if you want to woo someone who earns five or six hundred thousand a year, showering her with money is the last thing you'll succeed with."

In fact, once a girl's salary exceeds the subsistence level and she becomes wealthy, ordinary money can no longer buy her anything; she can only spend more.

If the other party also has a special skill, then the requirements are even higher.

"That's right!~"

"But you still have to keep practicing. What if you get lucky one day and succeed?"

“If we neglect these skills, we won’t be able to seize any opportunities.” Li Yuanpei’s thinking was quite unique.

Fang Ziye, annoyed, gave him a thumbs up: "Are you chasing girls now so you can prepare to chase the person you really want to chase later?"

"Then you're quite something."

Li Yuanpei said, "This is called being prepared for any eventuality, and not missing a good opportunity."

Fang Ziye's lips twitched slightly, and he said meaningfully, "It seems that many people can use the phrase 'Don't miss a good opportunity'."

Li Yuanpei was stunned for a moment, and then, after a dozen seconds, he suddenly realized.

His pupils widened.

"Damn, Ziye, your driving skills have gotten off the bench several times now..." Li Yuanpei quickly caught up.

"Want to drive over to my place and we can talk?"

“It’s been a long time since we’ve gotten together on our own. Let’s have a few drinks together,” Fang Ziye invited in the airport parking lot.

Li Yuanpei said, "I'm not like you, I can't drive people around."

“Our department doesn’t have a shuttle bus, I need to hitch a ride with you to get back.”

Fang Ziye only knew that Li Yuanpei had bought a car, and a luxury car at that, so he didn't realize that Li Yuanpei was also taking a taxi to drop people off.

"Then let's get in the car..."

On the way, the two didn't talk about any important issues, mostly just flirtatious banter.

After parking in the residential area, the two bought some braised food nearby and went upstairs. Fang Ziye's family had ice-cold beer on hand.

After arriving home, Fang Ziye sent a message in the group chat saying that he had some things to do and the video conference would be postponed for an hour.

The other people in the group didn't ask why.

"Yuanpei, I need to ask you something. Can you help me think of a solution?" Fang Ziye offered, poured Li Yuanpei a full glass of wine, and then told him about Liao Jia's situation.

Upon hearing this, Li Yuanpei's face instantly fell: "Damn it, how am I supposed to break this deadlock?"

"Professor Liao Jia is rich, good-looking, experienced, and has status. He finally found a game he wanted to play seriously, but it was ruined by the saintly hearts of his wife and her friend."

"If we follow Professor Liao's logic, there are plenty of pitiful people like him in the world, so why do we have to demolish this place?"

Fang Ziye said, "What can I do? Things have already gotten this far."

"Tingzhu, my wife!"

“Chen Xixian, your allowance is more than your entire family’s assets combined. Professor Liao Jia’s wealth is nothing in her eyes.”

"Who can I ask to apologize to Professor Liao?"

Li Yuanpei said, "I don't think an apology will be of any use in this matter."

"Liao Jia's gotten used to a leisurely lifestyle!"

"Currently, there is no other way except for him to come to terms with it."

"Don't look for me, I can't handle someone like that."

Li Yuanpei came from a well-off family, and his grandfather was quite wealthy, so he had a certain understanding of Liao Jia's financial situation.

Reality is not like the internet; the average annual salary is in the millions, and the net worth is in the hundreds of millions.

To put it bluntly, if Liao Jia wanted to live a life of ease, simply putting a large sum of money in a bank would be enough to outperform over 90% or even more of ordinary people.

"If you can't handle it, you can't handle it. Nie Mingxian also said he couldn't handle it either."

"Yuanpei, let me ask you something else. You and your master are quite close. When I helped Professor Han, did he have any ulterior motives?" After the annual meeting, Fang Ziye naturally had to keep his eyes on the table a little.

Family matters are the most important.

Deng Yong certainly wouldn't dare to say outwardly that Fang Ziye's help to Han Yuanxiao was a 'pretend pregnancy,' but Fang Ziye couldn't be sure what he would say behind his back.

However, Fang Ziye believed that Li Yuanpei had no reason to lie to him.

Even if there are disagreements, they are not serious and can be mended.

Li Yuanpei shook his head: "Ziye, you're just overthinking it by asking this question. When Professor Han Yuanxiao was the director, although his ideas differed from our master's."

"But that's due to his position, it doesn't mean Professor Han Yuanxiao is a bad person."

"Before Professor Han was promoted to professor, he always followed his mentor!"

“Master has mentioned it a few times, and thinks you’ve done a good job. You can distinguish who your family members are. You’re not like Liu Huanglong, who has excessive love and hate.”

While everyone admires Liu Huanglong's boldness, it's truly ruthless of him to seize the opportunity to get rid of several professors in the Department of Manual Surgery.

It was said to be inevitable.

"The professors in hand surgery are involved in two red lines: economic issues and bottom-line issues, which has little to do with Professor Liu."

"At most, we can only say that Liu Huanglong did not use his connections to plead for leniency."

"The hand surgery department treated Liu Huanglong so badly back then, and Professor Liu Huanglong still went to plead for him. Isn't that just pure saintly compassion?" Fang Ziye had a fairly good impression of Liu Huanglong.

Liu Huanglong is an ordinary person with only talent; he got everything else through his own efforts.

He was able to get his father-in-law's support, which is also because he was capable enough.

Otherwise, the father-in-law's excessive dominance would crush countless ordinary sons-in-law.

After clinking glasses with Fang Ziye, Li Yuanpei said, "Ziye, you should find a way to set up your own workstation."

"Otherwise, if we keep going like this, attacking here and there without any strategy, it'll just look so pathetic!"

Li Yuanpei was referring to Fang Ziye's current practice of outsourcing many research projects.

Because the number of available personnel in the Department of Trauma Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital is so limited, it simply cannot keep up with the output speed of Fang Ziye. Therefore, Fang Ziye can only outsource projects to teams in other hospitals.

Some well-known professors have their own working groups or renowned doctor studios. Li Yuanpei suggests that Fang Ziye could also refer to this model.

Fang Ziye gently shook his head: "I don't plan to set up a workstation at the moment!"

"Why?" Li Yuanpei put down his beer mug, blinked, and looked genuinely puzzled.

“Because it’s unnecessary,” Fang Ziye replied.

“What do you mean it’s unnecessary? How can it be unnecessary? Let me explain.” Li Yuanpei wanted to explain further to Fang Ziye.

Seeing Fang Ziye's calm expression, which was half-smiling, he swallowed the rest of his words.

"Brother, even though I'm less skilled than you and should trust you unconditionally, I still want you to give me a good reason."

"Otherwise, I don't think I can figure it out. And you know what I'm going to work hard for in the future. I can't do anything else serious. All I can think about are these kinds of trivial things."

“This is my job,” Li Yuanpei said.

Li Yuanpei plans to pursue a specialized administrative career, so Fang Ziye, the super-strong orthopedic surgeon, is the core of his current work.

"The main purpose of setting up a workstation is simply to make a name for oneself, or to allow one's ideas to blossom simultaneously."

"But the ultimate goal is simply to make my ideas clearly put into practice."

Fang Ziye's analysis was very accurate: "But I take a more unconventional approach, so I can skip this step."

"I can only tell you the specific reasons when I feel I can."

"Or rather, I can't tell you why until you've been accepted by them."

A workstation is a workstation, but can a workstation compare to a formal sanatorium research institute?
The purpose of the Enshi Sanatorium, which Dean Chen Song built, is to focus his efforts on building a reputation outside the country, not on domestic fame.

Fang Ziye had been through this place, and after returning, he always thought about going to fight other professors or competing with other academicians in terms of firepower.

Fang Ziye might as well find a block of tofu to smash his head against, go to the neurology department to apply for neurasthenia, take immediate leave of absence, and wait until he has paid enough social security to collect his pension.

Li Yuanpei looked slightly disappointed: "So?"

"Dean Chen and the others still don't think I'm good enough?"

Li Yuanpei had also visited the Enshi Sanatorium, but only as a member of Fang Ziye's team. He only mingled in a few individual laboratories; he was not allowed to enter the other laboratories.

Luo Tingzhu is like this now, and only Liao Jia can go to other laboratories. Nie Mingxian's current area is very fixed.

Sanatoriums are very snobbish places.

"Not yet, but Yuanpei, don't be discouraged. Think about it, what kind of people did Dean Chen Song serve before?"

"To put it bluntly, Dean Chen Song is one of us. If he really gets angry, he could easily bring down Professor Duan Hong or Dean Wang of our hospital. At most, it would be a slightly tricky situation."

“Unless they can be perfect,” Fang Ziye comforted him.

Li Yuanpei looked enlightened and nodded, saying, "That's true."

"Compared to Director Liang and Director Song, I am indeed still far from being qualified."

When Li Yuanpei went to Enshi, he met Director Liang of the former sanatorium's logistics department and also met Song Libo, the current director of the logistics department.

When they organize affairs, they are truly well-organized, much more professional than Li Yuanpei, who is a maverick.

"Hey, let's not talk about this anymore." Li Yuanpei suddenly shook his head.

Then he asked, "Let's get practical, Ziye, what are you going to do about that patient in the department who's making a scene?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye immediately bumped into Li Yuanpei.

"I haven't figured out how to handle this yet. My master performed the surgery! I was indeed in the operating room at that time," Fang Ziye said.

Li Yuanpei was referring to the patient who threw a tantrum in the department this Friday. He had undergone functional reconstruction surgery last Thursday and felt that his recovery was not as good as others, so he threw a tantrum.

They started criticizing Yuan Weihong for his poor skills.

He's quite influential; although he wasn't a player from the early days of the game, he was a player from close to the start, and his position before retiring wasn't low.

"It seems we'll have to resort to the old method again." Li Yuanpei shook his head.

Then he asked, "Ziye, did you encounter more people like this when you were in the sanatorium? People who would lose their temper at the drop of a hat?"

The quality of patients in the trauma surgery department of Zhongnan Hospital is indeed excellent.

It's been a long time since I've encountered a patient who refuses to pay their bills, but this has brought many problems.

Especially after Fang Ziye returned to work, many people came to visit him because of his reputation.

The conversations and signings went very smoothly, but if the surgical results did not meet their expectations, or if there was a discrepancy between the expected and actual outcomes, some people would cause trouble.

Then they began questioning each of the surgeons.

This is not the first time Yuan Weihong has done this, nor is it the first time.

When the Gong family and professors first arrived, some people pointed at them and cursed them, saying they weren't capable enough to even snatch a single surgery.
I came here for Professor Fang, what are you meddling in for?
They talked, they signed, they agreed.

But they still criticized it.

"There aren't many. The sanatorium is responsible for maintaining order among the patients. Before we arrived, we had already agreed that the sanatorium would be responsible for all consequences."

"The clinical team only needs to focus on providing meticulous treatment; the subsequent troubles are handled by the sanatorium's administration."

"There haven't been any conflicts," Fang Ziye shook his head.

"Why do these people only think about comparing themselves to others? Why not just compare themselves to their own before and after surgery?" Fang Ziye was extremely troubled.

It's not that his surgery failed; in fact, it was successful. It's impossible for him to leave the operating room without any improvement.

However, even though everyone's situation may be the same before the surgery, their recovery after the surgery may differ.

Surgeries performed by Fang Zi are generally of higher quality than those performed by others.

If a patient isn't too picky, they'd be very satisfied with this kind of improvement. The real problem is encountering those picky, even competitive, "old rogues"!
I don't know how someone so old can still have such a strong competitive spirit, as if they want to see who can pile up the highest pile of poop.

The reason that patient in the department cursed Yuan Weihong was because he lost a race with his fellow patients to see who could walk faster.

Others call him a coward, saying he's too old to train because he's afraid of pain.

The elderly person practiced secretly, and when the people in the department saw it, they would definitely stop them and explain to the elderly person that everyone is individualized and should exercise according to their own actual situation.

The old man refused, so the on-duty doctor called Qin Geluo to explain that his situation was different and that he would have to exercise more slowly. He also admitted that his postoperative recovery would definitely not be as good as others.

The old man got angry. After finding out that his surgeon was Yuan Weihong and that his friend's surgeon was Fang Ziye, he started to throw a tantrum...

Li Yuanpei said, "So, our hospital is still too low-level; we simply can't control these patients who lose their temper."

"In the future, it's better to admit fewer patients of this caliber."

“Look, the day before yesterday, even though we went out for a meeting, Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan was still called over. I heard that the vice dean and the dean both went to explain.”

“Around midnight, Teacher Yuan went back to explain in person.” “But the argument was still going on over the weekend.”

“If this argument continues, Ziye, your work will only get busier and busier. If everyone specifically requests you to be the lead surgeon, then our department will be unable to operate normally,” Li Yuanpei said.

Li Yuanpei also knew that Fang Ziye's abilities were better than those of the other professors, but Fang Ziye was just one person after all. How many surgeries could he perform in a day by himself?
Before the surgery, all hospitalized patients were informed of who the surgeon would be, and they were told they could leave if they did not wish to.

But for this type of person, informing them before the surgery is useless.

If we encounter just a few cases, it will affect the mood of a large number of patients. They will discuss in the department, "What are we going to do if Fang Ziye is not the one who will be the chief surgeon in the future?"

Since we've already moved in, we might as well just wait...

The number of surgeries performed in the department will drop sharply, and the turnover rate will simply not be able to keep up.

This prevents other patients who are willing to accept less-than-top-tier results but still want a significant improvement in their quality of life from being admitted.

"It's not appropriate for me to get involved in this kind of thing, since it's a given that I wasn't the surgeon at the time."

"Furthermore, I cannot deliberately lower the quality of surgery when I am performing it in order to quell the rumors in the department."

Li Yuanpei said, "That's for sure."

“During the treatment, everyone did their best, and no one wanted to be labeled as someone who didn’t contribute.”

"It's just tough on Teacher Yuan."

"It's really hurtful to say that someone can't even compare to their own students."

"Although I heard from the doctor on duty that Mr. Yuan was still smiling and talking to the patient and his family, it was clear that he was really in pain."

In summary, this phenomenon can be summarized as: 'It's not scarcity we fear, but inequality!'

"So, the single medical team in the sanatorium is quite good."

“There’s no horizontal comparison left,” Fang Ziye said.

While in the sanatorium, there was only one trauma surgery team led by Fang Ziye, and all the surgeries were performed by Fang Ziye himself!
Even if someone wanted to practice, Fang Ziye stepped in.

At Zhongnan Hospital, Fang Ziye couldn't possibly perform surgery on everyone. He hadn't even touched patients from Professor Gong Jiahe's group or Professor Peng Long's group.

This creates a horizontal comparison—

As long as Fang Ziye participated, even if there were functional differences, it could still be explained by the fact that Fang Ziye had done his best. That's how you are.

But if it's the same major but different groups, your excuses won't work.

What Li Yuanpei was mainly talking about wasn't actually Yuan Weihong's matter.

Rather, it is the dilemma and embarrassment currently faced by Associate Professor Peng Long and Professor Gong Jiahe.

Associate Professor Peng Long is one thing, since he is only an associate professor, but Professor Gong Jiahe is a nationally renowned professor.

"Let's talk about it when we get to the department tomorrow..."

"Yuanpei, come on, have a few more sips. I need to get back to work after you finish," Fang Ziye urged.

"I'll exhaust you, you good-for-nothing."

"Damn it, they're already so outstanding, why do they still want to squeeze in more work? Screw you!" Li Yuanpei said indignantly.

Fang Ziye is leaving no way out for anyone else.

Fang Ziye only smiled and did not answer.

There are plenty of people who want to roll it up, but more people are afraid of not being able to roll it up at all, rather than being afraid of rolling it up...

Today's meeting is actually just the beginning, planning the pilot units for the second batch of expanded clinical trials and the person in charge of regional clinical trial safety verification!
The second batch of clinical trials will expand from the previous twenty hospitals to forty-eight.

Distributed throughout the country!
In this way, even if Fang Ziye and others flew around everywhere, they couldn't cover everything, so the supervisory power had to be partially delegated.

Don't use people with suspicion, don't use people who are suspicious.

The pilot units were originally required to recommend a professor to oversee the compliance of clinical trials.

Fang Ziye also needs to apply to the Ministry of Science and Technology and the National Health Commission to have them assign the local science and technology department and health commission of the pilot hospital to supervise the operation.

At the same time, Fang Ziye also needs to find several local bone disease academic committees, peers who are not involved in any conflicts of interest, to supervise him.

Furthermore, Fang Ziye would also send people to contact "acquaintances" in clinical trials across various regions.

The nursing home's logistics department said they could help make arrangements for these acquaintances.

This creates a four-party oversight mechanism. If any party reports a "change" to Fang Ziye, Fang Ziye can report it to halt the local clinical trial!

The advantage of this arrangement is that even if people from local hospitals can contact their local counterparts, they should not be able to assimilate the people sent out from the sanatorium.

If everything is assimilated and no one notices the trickery, then a bombshell will be dropped later.

Then Fang Ziye had no choice but to accept his fate.

Currently, this is the most resources Fang Ziye can mobilize.

But it shouldn't be that bad. This project was recommended by several academicians in orthopedics and has been registered with the Ministry of Science and Technology, the National Natural Science Foundation of China, and the National Health Commission. Who would dare to mess around with it?

Moreover, Fang Ziye and others will re-examine the special values ​​later, and all the data from all the participants will be collected.

If any special cases are found, these special data will be removed.

Liao Jia appeared in the video conference, listening quietly without saying a word, as if everything was none of his business.

Although Liao Jia didn't show it, everyone knew he was very unhappy.

Nie Mingxian tried to lighten the mood: "Liao Jia, do you have any other ideas?"

"Now there is a four-party supervision system."

Liao Jia shook his head, his tone not harsh: "When I do things, I don't express my opinions; I just follow the leader's instructions."

After saying that, Liao Jia looked at his watch: "It's already 11:23."

"Is there anything else we need to talk about? If not, let's end the meeting here."

The others looked at each other, not daring to speak, especially Luo Tingzhu, who was also taciturn in today's meeting, rarely daring to even smile except when expressing her opinions.

Although she has some qualifications, her personal accumulation and experience are no match for Liao Jia's.

Liao Jia had worked in Kyoto before and was already a full-fledged associate professor. Her temperament and image management were many times more mature than Luo Tingzhu, this "little girl".

When true authority descends, it is not feigned.

"That's all. You can log off now."

"Brother Liao, don't hang up yet, I want to talk to you," Fang Ziye said.

Liao Jia declined before the others could hang up: "Ziye, there's nothing to talk about. I'm logging off now, I want to go have some fun."

"You can't always be working."

"That's all, I'll hang up now."

"Even those who work 996 get one day off."

After Liao Jia finished speaking, the screen went dark.

Jie Han, Lan Tianluo, and the others turned off their screens one after another.

They also sent messages to Fang Ziye to reassure him. Nie Mingxian also sent a message: "Liao Jia is still angry, Ziye, don't mind him, I'm slowly getting to know him."

Luo Tingzhu felt a little aggrieved and regretful: "Senior brother, it seems that Professor Liao is really leaving."

“I heard from Brother Nie Mingxian that Professor Liao is currently consolidating the research projects in the laboratory, and he is no longer involved in any projects except those related to vascular reconstruction.”

“Previously, Professor Song Ding from the Human Disease Animal Model Resource Group invited Professor Liao over for a chat, but now Professor Liao doesn’t go anymore.”

The research area of ​​the military sanatorium is divided into many groups.

The Human Disease Animal Model Resource Bank, which is under the supervision of Professor Song Ding, is a very, very important group. When Fang Ziye first went to the sanatorium, the animal bone tumor HK2 knockout model he worked on was done in the experimental area under the supervision of Professor Song Ding.

However, at that time, Fang Ziye had no contact with leading figures like Professor Song Ding. The people Fang Ziye interacted with were a group of professors and associate professors led by Professor Song Ding.

"Senior brother, did I do something wrong?"

"I shouldn't have told Chen Xixian about Xiang Cai's matter." Luo Tingzhu began to feel conflicted.

What Luo Tingzhu didn't say was that she didn't know Liao Jia had such a bad temper.

Fang Ziye said, "This matter is not about right or wrong, but simply a difference in personal views and beliefs."

"Don't overthink it. Apologizing now won't help, and it won't make up for it."

“Even if you and Chen Xixian send Xiang Cai back, Liao Jia won’t be happy, and it will actually hurt Xiang Cai.”

"Therefore, once something is done, it will leave a trace, and we must accept and bear all the consequences."

Luo Tingzhu asked, "If Professor Liao is really leaving, what will happen to the animal testing models?"

"Finding someone with similar talent is extremely difficult. We definitely can't poach anyone with Professor Liao's abilities."

Which of these talents—Luo Tingzhu, Lan Tianluo, Jie Han, or Nie Mingxian—is easy to recruit?
If it were easy to dig, these people would have left long ago. Why would they stay here with Fang Ziye?

"It's alright, Tingzhu, there's always a way out."

"You don't need to blame yourself too much. It's just that sometimes you need to learn to think about things from other people's perspectives."

“You are certainly not wrong, but what Liao Jia is thinking is not wrong either.”

"Let's not talk about this anymore," Fang Ziye comforted her, his tone quite indulgent.

Liao Jia's departure must have been painful for Fang Ziye, but it wouldn't have caused the team to fall apart. However, Fang Ziye won't be able to be as carefree as he is now; he'll have to take on more responsibilities.

"Okay, senior brother." Luo Tingzhu's mood was also somewhat downcast.

It's not that she doesn't feel she did something wrong, but after doing it, she felt somewhat anxious and uncertain, since this matter directly affected Fang Ziye and the entire team.

If it only affects her personally, she would be okay even if Liao Jia got angry with her.

But Liao Jia wasn't that bored, and even disdained to do such a vulgar thing.

"Let's take a shower and go to sleep first. Give Professor Liao time to calm down, and give Chen Xixian time to calm down as well. It's best to keep them away from each other."

"Otherwise, the trouble will only get worse."

"Chen Xixian and Liao Jia have different identities and positions, so they can't reach an agreement."

"Of course, Tingzhu, if Chen Xixian insists on going to Liao Jia, you shouldn't deliberately stop him."

"You can't control them either. Perhaps they'll just vent to each other and that will relieve their emotions."

"Right? Your goal isn't to harm Liao Jia, nor are you thinking of harming Xiang Cai. It's just that we have different approaches to solving problems when we encounter them," Fang Ziye patiently comforted him.

Luo Tingzhu nodded, her anxious feelings easing slightly.

In the past, she could ignore or deal with problems violently, but she had never encountered such a dilemma before, so she had no experience to draw upon.

At this point, no one she could call upon could solve the problem. Not even herself.

Lack of connections, intelligence, and wealth.

Fang Ziye won't work either.

Then we can only let nature take its course!

She will attend this class with Fang Ziye and experience it together.

……

11 month 18 day.

morning.

Yuan Weihong waited with a smile in the director's office for Fang Ziye to have tea and breakfast.

"Master." Fang Ziye, buttoning his white coat, walked in respectfully.

"I'm here! You're here pretty early today." Yuan Weihong raised his wrist to check his watch; it was only 7:19.

“Master, you arrived earlier than me,” Fang Ziye said.

Yuan Weihong also has a very regular life, and he goes for a run every morning.

“I don’t stay up as late as you do. When I have a meeting, it’s usually until 10:30 at the latest,” Yuan Weihong said cryptically.

Yuan Weihong couldn't even remember the last time he had invited Fang Ziye to a meeting in the research group.

Even so, don't restrict a child who can't be fully supported.

Yuan Weihong still has to take full responsibility for the children he's supposed to support.

“Master, we don’t really need to worry about that patient in the department.”

"He just hasn't recovered well enough," Fang Ziye said with a smile, then sat down and picked up his teacup.

Yuan Weihong had already prepared tea for himself, so Fang Ziye didn't bother with any more pleasantries.

“Master isn’t worried about gains and losses, he’s just thinking about what kind of pressure you faced when you went to the military sanatorium alone.”

"Most of us only saw your success, including your master."

"But when I think about it carefully sometimes, I feel that you are a bit rash."

"Looking back now, you must have faced a lot of pressure, right?" Yuan Weihong's eyes showed some concern.

Yuan Weihong has done his best to prevent his own affairs from affecting Fang Ziye's mood or future.

However, Yuan Weihong could not be so perfect. Just because he did not tell Fang Ziye about this did not mean that Fang Ziye would never know.

"Master, it's quite difficult to walk."

"Sanatoriums, they sound fancy, but they're really just even more restrictive private company systems—it's either you get promoted or you're out!"

"They were very decisive in kicking people out."

Fang Ziye said, "Of course, the sanatorium is quite bold. They treated you very well when you first arrived, and they dared to give you opportunities."

"If you catch it, you go up; if you don't, you come back dejected."

"Actually, it's good, very straightforward."

"You should be able to know the results in a few months!"

Sanatoriums don't hinder other people's future; on the contrary, they are willing to quietly provide you with a valuable learning experience.

However, the length of this gilding process is entirely up to you.

Aside from top-tier players like Miyake and Professor Miyake who can secure relatively stable long-term contracts, others who want to stay either rely on luck or on their own growth.

For example, in October of this year, Professor Lin Qiaoshan from the Provincial People's Hospital also left the sanatorium, and another professor took over leading the group.

For example, Professor Du Donglin, a hand surgeon, is also about to return to Yushi Military Medical University...

“If you just stay in Central South University, you’ll find it’s pretty good. There’s plenty of patients, and you can make a good impression on others. Even if you go back to your hometown, you’ll still be considered one of the more successful people in the surrounding area.”

"But once you leave Zhongnan Hospital, you'll realize how small it actually is."

"The closer you are to the top of the circle, the more it resembles a pyramid, with smaller seats but a better view."

“It’s just that it will be very difficult to get through.” Yuan Weihong’s voice was very soft.

He had been making empty promises to Fang Ziye before; he had never experienced them himself.

Now, he is telling Fang Ziye these things because he is guessing; he himself has not experienced them.

“Master, it’s all in the past. Now, at least we’ve made it through, haven’t we?” Fang Ziye replied casually.

“That’s true.” Yuan Weihong nodded.

Just then, there was a knock on the director's office door.

Outside, Li Yuanpei's voice could still be heard trying to persuade him: "Uncle Guo, please calm down. Professor Yuan and Professor Fang may not be at work yet."

"If you really have something to say, you can say it during or after the ward rounds, right?"

"You see, your legs and feet are quite inconvenient now."

The old man's voice was still relatively calm at this moment: "I want to see Director Yuan and Professor Fang."

Fang Ziye had already gotten up and arrived at the door of the director's office, and opened the door.

Then he made eye contact with the old man.

The old man was quite old, nearing eighty. Although he was still in good health, his eyes showed the marks of time, and his hair and beard were almost white.

"Hello, Mr. Guo." Fang Ziye knew his name and smiled.

The old man looked at Fang Ziye, then at Yuan Weihong in the office, and said, "I'm sorry, Professor Fang, Professor Yuan, I've caused you trouble."

"I hope this hasn't disrupted your work!~"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Weihong was stunned and didn't react at all.

But he quickly recovered from his slumber: "No, no, Grandpa Guo, your discipline is our motivation to move forward."

"It's just a pity that our technical skills and surgical procedures did not meet your expectations."

Mr. Guo didn't say much. After offering his apology, he turned and walked away with his family.

This left Yuan Weihong and Li Yuanpei looking at each other in bewilderment before turning their gaze toward Fang Ziye.

It's clear that there must have been a factor influencing Mr. Guo's change in attitude.

The factors are definitely right in front of us.

(End of this chapter)