top student at medical school

Gu Junfeng's "big picture" approach failed to work on Fang Ziye, who instead directly exposed his true colors.

With the current specialization of medical specialties, the principle for emergency consultations is that each department should focus on its own area.

Fang Ziye had served as a chief resident, and this lesson was given to him by the hospital.

Gu Junfeng's eyes flashed with a sinister light for three seconds before softening: "Professor Fang, do you mean that since the patient's family isn't pursuing the matter, you want to act as a judge and insist on determining right and wrong?"

"They even deliberately tried to frame us general surgery staff."

Fang Ziye shook his head: "Professor Gu, there's no need to label me. As a surgeon, even when I open an incision and see bleeding, my instinctive reaction is to stop the bleeding, not to investigate the specific cause of the bleeding!"

"Could it be that Professor Gu's general surgery department adheres to different principles than our trauma surgery department?"

Trauma surgery and vascular surgery often involve emergencies with massive bleeding, and when such emergencies are encountered, stopping the bleeding is the top priority.

Investigating the specific cause of bleeding can be done after hemostasis has been achieved.

Even if there was a mistake in the orthopedic procedure, you could simply clamp the femoral artery with hemostatic forceps and let the vascular surgeons and trauma surgeons find the cause themselves.

Did he even turn the seam over to take a look?
This is fundamentally illogical.

Zhan Zhongyuan knew that now was the time to speak up and explain. A deputy senior official was holding him accountable, and if he didn't explain, he wouldn't have another chance: "The situation was urgent at the time, so I didn't think too much about it."

"The moment I saw the bleeding, my first thought was that it couldn't be a problem with the sutures, that I must have misread it."

"So I went to check the suture site."

"Dr. Wang, you were there at the time, and we saw the hematoma immediately, right?" Zhan Zhongyuan quickly asked Wang Qiang for help.

Vascular surgery is a subspecialty of general surgery, closely related to gastrointestinal surgery.

However, it was clear that Zhan Zhongyuan underestimated Fang Ziye's close relationship with vascular surgery. As Wang Qiang watched the patient being wheeled out of the operating room, he said, "There was a hematoma in the area at the time, but no active bleeding."

Wang Qiang did not embellish the story; he was simply stating the facts.

Upon hearing this, Gu Junfeng glared at Wang Qiang and said, "Isn't a hematoma bleeding?"

When Tang Xiaoping saw Gu Junfeng putting pressure on Wang Qiang in his department, she chimed in, "Bleeding and active bleeding are two different concepts. Professor Gu doesn't need to give us vascular surgery basic theory lessons."

"Professor Fang, just tell me, what do you want to do? Are you going to act as a referee, make a scene about this, and explain the specifics to the patient's family?"

"Then proceed with medical malpractice?" Gu Junfeng asked, turning his head to the side.

Upon hearing this suggestion, Zheng Jiong immediately said, "Professor Gu, please don't be angry. We are just reviewing this surgery to solve the problem, not to create conflict."

Gu Junfeng said, "The problem has already been solved, but Professor Fang insisted on bringing it up!"

"The patient's surgery is over, and they've been transferred to the ICU. They've passed the life-or-death situation, so why bring it up again?"

"He really thinks he's a saint."

Gu Junfeng was simply trying to smooth things over; given the current situation, he had to step in to protect Zhan Zhongyuan.

Fang Ziye simply stared intently at Gu Junfeng.

Gu Junfeng noticed Fang Ziye staring at him intently, his gaze sharpening briefly before quickly shifting away.

"Professor Gu, which level do you want to handle this matter?!" Fang Ziye asked very directly.

Gu Junfeng's chin twitched slightly: "What do you mean, 'handle'?"

“Right now, handling things privately is one level, calling on the trauma surgery and gastrointestinal surgery departments is another level, reasoning with the orthopedic and general surgery departments is one level, and asking the provincial health commission to handle it is a third level.”

"Professor Gu, please choose one," Fang Ziye said.

"You?!" Gu Junfeng looked Fang Ziye up and down, not expecting Fang Ziye to be so assertive. Had Zhan Zhongyuan gotten a bit too hot-tempered today?

"The new hospital campus has just opened, and today is only its first day. Is it necessary for you to make such a big fuss?"

"What's the point of saying all this now? Is the patient dead or what?"

"So, Professor Fang, you think that making a mistake in the stitching is an insult to you? You've never made a mistake in your entire life, right?"

Fang Ziye shook his head: "No one can go through life without making mistakes, misdiagnosing, or feeling powerless."

"I am no exception."

"However, let's separate the issues. If it really is my incompetence or my arrogance that led to all the mistakes, I will take responsibility for them and accept it myself."

"But we won't accept the excrement."

"At worst, I'll just take off this white coat and quit. I won't accept any more jobs. That's my stance!"

"Professor Gu, hurry up and choose one! It's getting late."

"If you don't choose, I'll call Director Deng from our department directly and have him talk to Professor Qian Zhong!"

"I'm only waiting for one answer. If you keep muddying things over, I'm leaving." Fang Ziye was very assertive.

Such things must be suppressed completely, and every possible sign of them must be nipped in the bud.

Interactions between specialists can involve personal relationships, but they cannot involve such backstabbing, and they must not give others the impression that orthopedics is easy to mess with.

We tried to talk things out and help each other, but even with everyone's combined efforts, we still couldn't save him. We can share the responsibility.

But if you secretly drag me into this, that's a direct question about your character.

Gu Junfeng remained silent, while Fang Ziye turned and left, picking up his phone and looking down to search through his contacts.

Zheng Jiong and the others didn't speak up for them!
Because under such circumstances, no one could stop Fang Ziye from calling his parents when he felt wronged.

Fang Ziye's age is a factor; he's an associate professor, but thirty is still thirty.

He was at the age where he could frantically call his parents, since his teacher was also at that age.

"Wait!" Gu Junfeng reached out and stopped Fang Ziye.

If this matter really escalates into a conflict between two specialized colleges, then the final outcome will be very serious.

After all, in a specialized department, the unity between departments must be taken into account. People who stab each other in the back will not only be dismissed, but will also definitely not be promoted for several years.

No two subspecialties will fall out over an individual.

A hospital is a team, and a team needs to consult with doctors. Consulting with doctors requires connections, which are interpersonal relationships.

Interpersonal relationships between students in specialized fields can never deteriorate, nor can they deteriorate due to an individual.

No matter how much trouble Fang Ziye and the Department of Orthopedics have, the Department of Trauma Surgery and the Department of Orthopedics are still brothers who are connected by blood and will always stand together against outsiders.

"Professor Fang, tell me, what do you want to do?"

"Director Zheng, Professor Tang is right here. Show us a way out." Gu Junfeng knew that Fang Ziye was young and impetuous, and also wanted to establish his authority.

Zhan Zhongyuan had just run into bad luck and offended this evil spirit.

Fang Ziye happens to be a very assertive person, so the idea of ​​trying to smooth things over didn't work.

Fang Ziye said, "Professor Gu, please handle this yourself. I will just wait for the results."

"But I'll wait for the outcome."

"By the way, the nature of this matter can be either serious or minor. Your department is not a specialist in hand surgery, so it is understandable that you do not understand our hand surgery-specific suturing techniques."

"If the blood vessel was truly damaged by a broken suture, the cutting tension wouldn't be perpendicular to the cut surface!"

Fang Ziye certainly wouldn't say what to do; dealing with Gu Junfeng was an internal matter for the gastrointestinal surgery department.

Fang Ziye only has the authority to make personnel recommendations in the Department of Trauma Surgery, not the authority to make decisions. Fang Ziye would not do such a thing on a whim.

However, Fang Ziye is an associate professor of orthopedics, representing the entire orthopedics department. It is perfectly normal for him to ask you for an explanation.

Fang Ziye believed that if Lan Tianluo from the orthopedics department did the same to the general surgery department, Fang Ziye would definitely be waiting for a reply just like Gu Junfeng!
Zheng Jiong was more worried that Fang Ziye would lose his temper and bring up some "irregular" ideas. Now that he heard that Fang Ziye was just letting Gu Junfeng handle it, he said, "Professor Gu, Professor Fang's suggestion is reasonable."

"It wouldn't be good if this matter blows up."

"after all?"

Zheng Jiong did not hold Zhan Zhongyuan accountable. The patient's shock was due to his relatively limited abilities, not a lack of effort or carelessness.

Even without the orthopedic expertise he provided, if he had touched the hematoma behind the endoscopic membrane, the patient would most likely have gone into shock.

Gu Junfeng's gaze darkened, while Zhan Zhongyuan beside him had dead fish eyes and drooping head.

"Okay!" Gu Junfeng nodded after a few seconds of contemplation.

"I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer, Professor Fang."

After saying that, Gu Junfeng was about to leave with his men. Fang Ziye was no novice either, and followed up to ask, "Professor Gu, there has to be a time limit."

"We're not children anymore, there's no need to play these word games."

"Delaying is certainly a way of dealing with things, but it's not the best way."

Gu Junfeng turned to look at Fang Ziye, whose eyes were calm and did not even glance at Zhan Zhongyuan.

Gu Junfeng knew that this was Fang Ziye's "inaugural calamity," and if it didn't affect him, it would affect someone else. Zhan Zhongyuan was unlucky and happened to run into it, so Fang Ziye had to act assertively.

This was a choice Fang Ziye had to make as director; he had even less of a way out than Fang Ziye.

“Within this week!” Gu Junfeng said.

Fang Ziye then stopped following.

……

Gu Junfeng and Zhan Zhongyuan walked together down the dimly lit corridor to the changing room on the floor below the operating room. Gu Junfeng's tone was icy: "Zhan Zhongyuan, why did you provoke this devil?"

"Don't you understand the orthopedic prescriptions? They're the youngest patients we've been trying to treat in our surgical system in recent years."

Upon hearing this, Zhan Zhongyuan gritted his teeth and explained, "Brother Feng, it's not that I wanted to provoke Professor Fang, but I encountered a hematoma at the time."

"It's broken!"

"If I hadn't taken this drastic measure, Professor Fang wouldn't have come to the operating room at all. In that case, it wouldn't just be shock, but a real death."

Gu Junfeng was taken aback upon hearing this, and looked Zhan Zhongyuan up and down: "You're the one who punctured it? How could you be so careless?"

Zhan Zhongyuan shook his head: "I didn't puncture it on my own. It broke by itself. I was still repairing my intestines at the time."

"When Wang Qiang from the vascular surgery department saw it, his face turned pale instantly."

“Brother Feng, you know how dangerous it is for a retroperitoneal hematoma to rupture. Wang Qiang said that even if Professor Tang Xiaoping came, he might not be able to handle it properly.”

So?!

"Then why you? Why not Wang Qiang?" Gu Junfeng acknowledged Zhan Zhongyuan's choice.

Zhan Zhongyuan wasn't completely stupid; he didn't want to drag someone down with him. He had other motives.

Saving one more life is worth it compared to internal treatment.

"Wang Qiang said he and Fang Ziye are too close! And, Brother Feng, let me tell you..."

Zhan Zhongyuan looked around to make sure no one was following him: "You know, Wang Qiang and I are very close. He has a lot of connections in the surgical system, after all, his father is that guy at the animal testing center."

"We can be considered friends!"

“Professor Fang is going to do something big, and it’s related to our gastrointestinal surgery department. If we just wait for opportunities through conventional means, we’ll be left waiting for everyone else to come.”

"so?"

"I acted impulsively and thought I'd take a crooked approach!"

"At worst, I can sincerely apologize to Professor Fang afterward and try to get another chance."

At this point, Zhan Zhongyuan raised his hand and swore, "Brother Feng, I swear on the name of my parents that today's accident was really just an accident, not an accident I caused."

"However, involving trauma surgery was my own decision. It was a bit shameless, and also a bit risky."

Gu Junfeng pressed down on Zhan Zhongyuan's back as they walked downstairs: "You keep saying that Professor Fang will be doing something big with our gastrointestinal surgery department. What kind of big thing is it?"

“Wang Qiang didn’t tell me, but I believe him 100%!” Zhan Zhongyuan shook his head.

Gu Junfeng stopped in his tracks, stunned: "Why?"

It's like watching a silly person.
Zhan Zhongyuan took a deep breath, deciding to go all out: "The Great Sword for four people?"

“That’s enough!” Gu Junfeng said without further hesitation.

Their relationship is so good that it's even beyond that of blood brothers. Wang Qiang wouldn't betray Zhan Zhongyuan, but there are some things that are not convenient to say at the moment.

"However, Zhan Zhongyuan, you'd better not try to be clever. When you apologize, just state your true thoughts honestly."

"Whether it succeeds or fails, the truth will be revealed in an instant, so that you won't have any lingering resentment later."

"It's easier to form a knot in your heart than to untie it. We men need to be decisive in our actions; once we've made a deal, we won't regret it!"

Zhan Zhongyuan nodded: "Brother Feng, we've all been exiled, what's there to worry about?"

"But one thing is certain: at that moment, I wasn't just thinking about getting in through Professor Fang's connections, but also hoping that Professor Fang would step in and save his life."

Upon hearing this, Gu Junfeng rubbed his eyes and sighed, "Everyone has it tough."

……

"Professor Fang, I'm sorry, I was on stage and couldn't stop Zhan Zhongyuan." After Wang Qiang and Zheng Jiong and the others 'calmed' Fang Ziye's emotions, they walked with Fang Ziye toward the dressing room and 'sincerely' apologized.

"Zhan Zhongyuan is a grown man in his thirties, on par with you, and a seasoned hoodlum. Do you think you can stop him?"

"With his level of skill, even if a professor were on stage, he might not be able to detect anything if he deliberately tried to hide something."

"But Brother Qiang, it's quite a surprise that you're coming to the new campus." Fang Ziye looked Wang Qiang up and down.

Having done relatively well in the surgical system, Fang Ziye had some understanding of some of the second-generation elites.

Wang Qiang's father is the director of the animal testing center at Zhongnan Hospital, and he has abundant resources. Moreover, Wang Qiang himself is quite qualified, so he has a promising future.

Wang Qiang had always followed Deng Haibo in the vascular surgery department. Now that Deng Haibo was gaining momentum and serving as the administrative director of the vascular surgery department, and even had the opportunity to become the administrative director of the general surgery department, Wang Qiang chose to come to the new hospital area, which Fang Ziye found quite puzzling.

Wang Qiang has slightly dark skin and looks honest and simple. He said frankly, "Professor Fang, to be honest, even with the support of my family, it's not easy to get by to where I am now."

"To be more realistic, right now Brother Chaoyang is riding high, and I can't beat him. My own skills haven't been developed enough, so I'm thinking of going abroad to find more opportunities to gain experience."

Wang Qiang has the qualifications and resources, but having these two doesn't mean he can easily crush his "senior brother." After all, Lu Chaoyang is two years older than Wang Qiang and has always followed Professor Wu Yong, so he is also very strong.

"Hmm... Brother Qiang, you're being a bit modest." Fang Ziye didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Wang Qiang is being far too honest.

They said both good and bad things.

After the two went down to the changing room, Wang Qiang took his clothes to Fang Ziye's side and began to change.

Wang Qiang whispered, "Brother Ye, are you going straight back to the department or home later?"

"Could we walk along the way? I have something to tell you, but it's not very convenient here."

"I should go straight back." Fang Ziye had already read the message sent by Lan Tianluo, even though it was already past 1 a.m.

Since Ke Luo Tingzhu is still at home, and there are no surgeries scheduled within the group tomorrow, Fang Ziye can naturally go back if he can.

……

The stars were few and far between, and a cold wind howled. Fallen leaves swirled in the wind, clinging to my body.

It was really cold in the early hours of New Year's Day. Fang Ziye wrapped his down jacket tighter and tucked his hands into his sleeves: "Brother Qiang, is there anything we can't say in the operating room?"

"Brother Ye, I'm sorry! Zhan Zhongyuan and I plotted against you." Wang Qiang blurted out.

Fang Ziye paused, filled with doubt.

Wang Qiang was very honest, just like his appearance. Although Fang Ziye knew that Wang Qiang's family background meant he couldn't possibly be as honest and simple as a poor boy just starting out.

But he didn't realize how the other party had tricked him.

Wang Qiang then went through the whole story, explaining the cause and effect of what happened today.

Fang Ziye was instantly at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry!
His mouth was slightly open, and he opened and closed it several times, but he didn't know how to reply.

"Brother Qiang, you really are my good brother, thank you so much!" Fang Ziye scratched his head.

Upon hearing this, Wang Qiang lowered his head slightly: "Brother Ye, as you know, I've always been a very straightforward person. I don't do anything fancy or pretentious. My dad often says that about me."

"So I think it's better to talk about this kind of thing beforehand."

"I have a good relationship with Zhan Zhongyuan. We even lived in the same dormitory before, but Zhan Zhongyuan didn't know my identity back then."

"Zhan Zhongyuan is quite hardworking, but he has always been unlucky."

“If he had the resources I have, he would have taken off long ago. Although he managed to stay in the hospital, I estimate his maximum potential is only an associate professor.”

"He was also selected for this assignment to the new hospital campus."

"How should I put it? Zhan Zhongyuan has the ability and the talent, but he hasn't reached the point where he can crush his peers with just a little bit of resources."

"So, if my friend wants to turn his life around, he can only take a crooked path. In fact, taking a crooked path is also a kind of opportunity."

Fang Ziye wasn't so easily fooled: "Then weren't all those apologies you gave me before just empty words?" "You even said you couldn't stop him." Fang Ziye found it a little funny.

Wang Qiang remained silent, not daring to mention his previous apology to Fang Ziye, as he was testing whether Fang Ziye harbored any 'hostility' towards him!
Fang Ziye suddenly stopped and turned his head: "Are you sure that Zhan Zhongyuan framed our trauma surgery department just so I could step in and save this person's life?"

"Why don't you just call me directly?"

Wang Qiang said, "But even if I called you, Professor Fang, you wouldn't arrive so promptly."

"But the call from the medical department involved your trauma surgery department, so you certainly can't afford to delay it in the slightest."

Wang Qiang understood Fang Ziye's words and also understood the routines of the hospital.

She understands even more her importance in Fang Ziye's heart.

"What if I refuse? After all, I haven't gained anything from this whole thing, and it's scared me off."

"Even if you say how outstanding Zhan Zhongyuan is, why should I help him? Why not choose to help someone else?" Fang Ziye said bluntly.

"He's just your friend, not mine."

"Besides, you and I are just friends on the surface."

Fang Ziye wasn't afraid of offending Wang Qiang. Even if Wang Qiang's father came, it wouldn't be a big deal.

He dared not make things difficult for Fang Ziye, and Fang Ziye would never pay any attention to him unless he said so, so there was no need for him to try to please him.

Otherwise, if Fang Ziye really tries to change the position of director of the animal testing center, given his current research experience, there is still a good chance he can succeed.

Upon hearing this, Wang Qiang remained silent for a moment before suddenly laughing and saying, "So it's a gamble? Every choice you make carries the suspicion of gambling."

"If all the consequences are known, then there are no options."

Fang Ziye said, "Wang Qiang, although your father may know something, in my opinion, neither you nor Zhan Zhongyuan, whom you mentioned, are qualified enough."

"Even if I wanted to mentor you, you wouldn't be able to get involved. And I'm sorry, I don't have that much time to mentor you like I do my students or my junior brothers."

"So, from beginning to end, this whole thing has just been a case of you overthinking it."

Wang Qiang opened his mouth, looking at Fang Ziye in astonishment.

He never expected Fang Ziye to be so snobbish.

"Brother Qiang, you don't need to look at me like that. What I said is the truth. Even if I wanted to hand over the task to you, if you couldn't do it in the end, wouldn't I have to do it all by myself?"

"Is this how you unilaterally have me helping you with things?"

"You want me to work for you? On what basis?"

"Just because you're the same age as me? Your father is the director of the animal testing center? And Zhan Zhongyuan is your friend, Wang Qiang?"

What can you bring me that I need?

Wang Qiang remained silent.

Fang Ziye said no more, shook his head and left, walking into the cold wind.

Wang Qiang stood in the cold wind, where no one, whether walking or standing, could escape its biting chill.

The streetlights provided a consistently bright light, yet they couldn't illuminate the distance.

Wang Qiang sighed; he couldn't answer Fang Ziye's question.

……

"Why are you still reading?" When Fang Ziye returned to the house, Luo Tingzhu was still holding a book and reading.

"Senior, it's been so long since I've read anything. It's all literature and data every day, so professional!"

"I have some free time today, so I'll recharge myself. You go take a shower first, I'll go to sleep after I finish reading this chapter," Luo Tingzhu said.

Luo Tingzhu loves reading, whether it's professional books or other books. When Fang Ziye visited her rented apartment before, there was a study with all kinds of books inside.

However, she later became too busy and had to give up her reading habit.

Fang Ziye glanced at Luo Tingzhu, who was sitting lazily reading in her fluffy pajamas!

If a man who works diligently has a unique charm, then a girl who loves to quietly read a book also has an admirable scholarly air.

Fang Ziye returned from taking a shower around 2:30 a.m.

After Luo Tingzhu bookmarked the pages and placed them on the bedside table, Fang Ziye shared the day's events with her.

Luo Tingzhu was stunned, her expression one of astonishment: "Senior brother, is that even possible?"

"Actually, from Zhan Zhongyuan and Wang Qiang's perspective, although this choice is risky, it is the best for the patient."

"It's faster than calling me to come down for surgery, but it's a bit disgusting." Fang Ziye shook his head.

"In such an emergency, these two are quite clever to come up with such a dirty trick."

"It's just that he might be a little too arrogant!"

Luo Tingzhu said, "Senior brother, Tianluo and I both understand that the reason you are willing to take us on is because we have accompanied you on your journey of growth, not because we are actually on the same level as you as your partners."

"Compared to Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia, Jie Han, Tian Luo, and I are all lacking. After all, we are too young, so it has always been the three of you who have been leading us."

"But we have always accepted our shortcomings without feeling embarrassed, because after all, you are our senior brother, and have other roles and such."

Luo Tingzhu's tone was very gentle, but also very calm.

Perhaps after what happened with Xiang Cai, she has matured a lot once again.

Fang Ziye objectively analyzed: "To be honest, in our research group, your abilities and Jie Han's may be relatively lacking and can be replaced, but Tian Luo's abilities are unique."

"His data analysis skills and intensity are so attractive."

"Jie Han, actually his ability is quite special. It's just that he's currently in a period of mental chaos. He can't realize his thoughts in reality, so he can't determine which thoughts are good and which are just wishful thinking."

Luo Tingzhu had been waiting for Fang Ziye to give her his opinion, but she didn't expect him to stop there.

"What about me?" Luo Tingzhu blinked her big eyes, looking a little aggrieved.

"You? Your strengths have all been overshadowed by others, which is why you seem to have no presence."

“Take anesthesia for example. Brother Nie Mingxian has been in the anesthesiology department longer than you. You only studied it for a few years out of interest, while he has made a living from it for many years.”

"Take data analysis for example. Tianluo surpasses you. Compared to the sharpness of his mind, even I have to give way to this freak, Jiehan."

"Brother Liao Jia's animal model design skills are too strong, so you, the hexagonal warrior, have no room for development for the time being."

"However, you have a unique ability that no one can replace."

After hearing this, Luo Tingzhu's eyebrows withered: "You've said all that, what else is there?"

"Am I just a pretty face?"

"Have you noticed your natural, approachable nature? The research group you're in always has a great atmosphere."

"And you have a wide circle of friends, don't you?"

"Let me summarize for you: Chen Xixian is your friend; Liu Guo, you now call her 'sister'; Huang Shan, you call her 'Shanshan'. Tong Hua, Tong Hua is more nervous when she sees you than when she sees her real sister-in-law."

"This ability is practically invincible."

Fang Ziye couldn't believe how Luo Tingzhu managed to become a link between so many people.

"So, am I an unconventional HR professional?" Luo Tingzhu asked with a smile.

"Okay, I'm going to sleep now. I have to get up again in a little over three hours..." Fang Ziye patted Luo Tingzhu's hair.

After washing, it feels smooth and smells nice.

Luo Tingzhu clung to her like a little eel, looking every bit like a little devil...

The next day, in the morning!
Before Fang Ziye even arrived at the department, he saw a message from Gu Junfeng of the gastrointestinal surgery department: "Professor Fang, I questioned Zhan Zhongyuan carefully last night."

"Given the mistakes he made, the department decided to postpone his promotion for two years as a warning."

“Last night, Zhan Zhongyuan gave me a detailed account of the whole incident and realized his mistake, but because the leaders were all there, he couldn’t admit it directly for the sake of his future.”

"Therefore, I hope that I can act as a go-between and have the opportunity to invite Professor Fang to a simple meal so that I can express my apologies in person and ask for your understanding."

"If we can clear up these misunderstandings, it will be easier to work together in the future."

Gu Junfeng's words were very sincere. After reading them, Fang Ziye replied, "Professor Gu, I understand. Thank you for being fair and impartial."

"There's no need for a meal. I understand that Dr. Zhan's real intention is for me to go and save people, but I don't have time."

After replying to the message, Fang Ziye called Lan Tianluo: "Tianluo, have you had breakfast yet?"

"I'm eating now, senior brother. I ordered one for you too. Let me mix it for you?" Lan Tianluo said through a speakerphone, and a series of hissing sounds came from the other end of the line.

Clearly, the chief inpatient office was now surrounded by a large crowd.

Lan Tianluo not only learned Fang Ziye's old trick of treating junior doctors to meals, but may have even surpassed him, quickly attracting the attention of all the junior doctors in the department.

"You ordered so early? I thought I could order for you."

"Did you complete the surgical record from last night?" Fang Ziye pressed.

"The senior brother who made up for it finished after seeing the message at 3:23." Lan Tianma replied last time.

"Alright, thanks for your hard work," Fang Ziye said.

"Compared to you, senior brother, what hardship I'm going through is nothing."

"Senior, come to the department first. I've been thinking about those patients you admitted yesterday for a long time, but I still can't quite understand them."

“If it weren’t for the hospital admission certificate issued by your cell number, I definitely wouldn’t have dared to let them in.” Lan Tianlu was thinking about something, but he didn’t ask immediately, leaving it to ponder without finding the answer.

Having questions means you're thinking, but if the questions are very basic, it proves you haven't read the book.

“Let’s talk later!” Fang Ziye said.

……

In the director's office of the gastrointestinal surgery department, Gu Junfeng was completely stunned as he looked at Fang Ziye's reply.

No, that's not how the script was written!

What went wrong?

"Zhan Zhongyuan, come with me to the trauma surgery department right away." Gu Junfeng immediately called Zhan Zhongyuan and they rushed out the door together.

At the entrance of the trauma surgery ward in the surgical building, Fang Ziye recognized Gu Junfeng and Zhan Zhongyuan at first glance.

"Professor Gu, Dr. Zhan, good morning." Fang Ziye greeted them with a smile.

Gu Junfeng would definitely not lie to him about the outcome. Once there was a result, Fang Ziye would not bring up the past again, and they would still be good colleagues.

Without Gu Junfeng needing to push him, Zhan Zhongyuan quickly stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Professor Fang, I'm so sorry. I acted rashly yesterday and didn't think things through, which is why I did something foolish!"

"It's all in the past, I've forgotten what it was about. I'm the most forgetful person I've ever been."

"Dr. Zhan, Professor Gu, have you had breakfast? Why don't you come in and grab something to eat?" Fang Ziye began to dismiss them.

Gu Junfeng stepped forward two steps, forcing a smile, and said, "Professor Fang, it's like this. I was just in a different position yesterday, it wasn't really targeting you, Professor Fang."

"This matter was Zhan Zhongyuan's fault, but as the saying goes, if the younger brother is wrong, the older brother is also responsible. I feel quite sorry and would like Professor Fang to give me a chance to apologize in person."

Gu Junfeng certainly wouldn't discuss "mentorship" with Fang Ziye here, much less apologize; the occasion is too different.

"I heard you, and I am very grateful to Professor Gu for his understanding."

"That way I can get a good night's sleep tonight. I don't need to eat; the department just opened recently, and there's too much to do, so I can't find the time."

"If there's nothing else, Professor Gu, please go ahead with your work?" Fang Ziye pointed to the entrance of the trauma surgery department, indicating that he was going in.

Both Gu Junfeng and Zhan Zhongyuan felt a chill run down their spines.

No, so you're just waiting to deal with it, not even giving me a chance to have a meal together?

"Professor Gu, you go ahead and do your work. I'm going in to eat first; I'm hungry." Fang Ziye turned and left without paying any attention to the two men's gleeful expressions.

Staring blankly at Fang Ziye's departing figure, Zhan Zhongyuan's Adam's apple began to bob.

Looking at Gu Junfeng, his mouth slightly agape, he asked, "Brother Feng, what is this?"

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean'? The other party is in control. Do you really expect me to have an equal dialogue with Professor Fang to discuss cooperation?"

“Damn, I’m seven or eight papers behind him in top journals like JAMA.” Gu Junfeng patted Zhan Zhongyuan on the shoulder.

"We are all adults. We have to finish the path we chose, even if we have to crawl on our knees."

"Slap yourself in the face, swallow your pride and blood. Even if your intentions are not bad, it doesn't mean that others have to give you a hand just because you are so kind."

"It's better to rely on yourself than on others, Zhong Yuan!" Gu Junfeng said helplessly, then took a deep breath and headed towards the stairs.

Fang Ziye has no sense of martial ethics!

The gastrointestinal surgery department is on the fifteenth floor; walking a few floors is faster than taking the elevator.

Zhan Zhongyuan's expression was extremely distressed, but all he could express was distress, bitterness, and helplessness.

If you choose to become a gambler, you have to accept the consequences of losing.

At least the superficial goal was achieved: the patient was saved in time because Fang Ziye arrived immediately and rescued him. He did not die in his care.

others?
He shouldn't have gotten it in the first place.

Fang Ziye walked into the chief inpatient office without any regard for Gu Junfeng and his companion's matter.

There are many pitiful people in this world, and many talented people who are not appreciated. But before Fang Ziye became successful, no professor from any other specialty ever took the initiative to help him.

Fang Ziye wouldn't do anything like being a "saintly mother."

Even if he made a mistake in refusing this time, Fang Ziye would accept it calmly if Gu Junfeng and Zhan Zhongyuan became even more powerful than him in the future.

"Senior brother, come and eat! I stirred it again, and now it's not clumpy."

"The patient from yesterday has regained consciousness, but he has some lingering effects. His life has been saved," Lan Tianluo reported quickly.

Lan Tianluo is very professional; he keeps a notebook for tracking emergency patients.

Lan Tianluo also has a notebook similar to Fang Ziye's; they learn from each other's good study and work methods.

"Aftereffects? What aftereffects?" Fang Ziye asked before taking a big bite of hot dry noodles.

"I haven't investigated the specifics yet, but it could be something like ischemic syndrome," Lan Tianluo shook his head.

He is more concerned about the patient's life safety. As for the current functional impairment, it may be transient and difficult to make a direct diagnosis.

"Okay, good!" Fang Ziye was relieved.

"Brother Luo, we're leaving now." The other attending physicians said their goodbyes and left the general inpatient office.

"Senior brother, have some water." Lan Tianluo handed over a glass of water.

Fang Ziye ate quickly, finishing his hot dry noodles in no time. He then took a few gulps of water, sipped it down, and let out a long sigh of relief: "So refreshing!~"

"Senior brother, these patients in the department aren't having such a good time," Lan Tianluo said, frowning.

Just as Fang Ziye was about to reply, there was a knock on the door of the chief inpatient's office.

Lan Tianluo opened the door, and Wu Sihan, the nurse outside, asked, "Is Professor Fang inside?"

“This is Professor Lin from the hematology department. She said she’s here to see Professor Fang,” Wu Sihan said.

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianluo's lips twitched, and he looked at 'Professor Lin' with suspicion: "Who are you?"

The person called "Teacher Lin" deftly pushed open the office door and said with a smile, "Professor Fang, I'm sorry to bother you. I'm Lin Fang from the Department of Hematology, and this is my uncle."

"My uncle has wanted to see Professor Fang for a long time, but he hasn't been able to get an appointment. He came to Wuhan a few days ago..."

Fang Ziye looked at the other person. Lin Fang was indeed poised and confident, and her self-introduction was also clear and organized.

But there's a major logical flaw here. Fang Ziye stood up and raised his wristwatch: "Professor Lin, it's already 7:50. Doesn't the hematology department do shift handover and ward rounds?"

"The distance between the surgical building and the internal medicine building is quite considerable."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fang's expression immediately changed slightly, as if she were very 'surprised': "Professor Fang, this is the situation. Could you please examine my uncle? I still need to go back and hand over my shift."

As Lin Fang was about to leave after speaking, Fang Ziye had already found the phone number of the head of the hematology ward and said, "It's alright, Professor Lin, I'll call Professor Zhu Jun in the hematology department and ask for leave for you."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fang quickly waved her hand: "No need, no need, Professor Fang, please don't call. Director Zhu has always had a bad temper, and he will definitely be angry if he finds out that I asked for leave."

"I should still make it in time!"

"I'll be right there," Lin Fang said, turning to leave the office. She left her 'uncle' behind.

Fang Ziye only gave Lan Tianlu a look, and Lan Tianlu immediately followed him out.

Meanwhile, Fang Ziye had already dialed Professor Zhu Jun's number in the hematology department, while the 'patient' was somewhat dumbfounded by what he saw... (End of Chapter)