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"You responded so quickly? Liu Xiao, your company's PR team is pretty fast!"

"But let me make this clear from the start: your company's equipment may be cheap, but if the quality and efficiency are not up to par, I still won't go out of my way to show any consideration for our old friendship!" Fang Ziye said frankly as he walked through the department.

Fang Ziye is now the administrative director of the ward, and the administrative director also has the right to make procurement recommendations.

That is, as the administrative director of the ward, one has the right to give priority to the hospital's purchasing department to purchase medical equipment brands that one is "favorite" to use.

At least that's what they say, nominally.

"Fang Ziye, you can rest assured about this. Our company's products fully comply with national standards."

"Whether they're included in the centralized procurement or not, the quality is excellent!"

"Our company is also a backbone of domestic brands. If any instrument or suture breaks due to problems with our products, our company will be fully responsible for compensation!" Liu Xiao said.

"But Fang Ziye, don't you really need us to talk privately?"

Liu Xiao is still the same Liu Xiao, Fang Ziye's old classmate. When Fang Ziye was the chief resident, she came to him to buy a 'patent'.

Of course, Liu Xiao's company was not financially strong enough, and its size and the price it offered were not high enough, so it was not Fang Ziye's best choice. Even though Liu Xiao tried to appeal to his emotions, Fang Ziye did not agree.

However, Liu Xiao did not lose her job because of this. On the contrary, after learning that Fang Ziye had become the director of the orthopedics department of the new campus of Zhongnan Hospital, she came to lobby again.

"Liu Xiao, I understand what you mean, but you don't need to put any effort into me. I don't live off those meager earnings."

"What you gave me isn't even enough to cover my back taxes!" Fang Ziye said bluntly.

"You just need to calculate the company's profits and pass on enough benefits to the patients. If you think it's appropriate and the quality is up to standard, then it's fine."

Every hospital and every specialty uses routine medications, which are priced at fixed prices and are procured by the purchasing office.

However, no single hospital can monopolize any drug; there are usually three or four competing products.

Once the price is fixed, it cannot be changed.

To boost sales, doctors' usage can be used for "prize redemption." Essentially, the distributor gives back a portion of their profits.

Even after centralized procurement, this phenomenon still exists, only in much smaller quantities, almost nonexistent.

"Director Fang, you must have said that to more than just our company, right? If I remember correctly, there are already three or four medical device companies doing business in orthopedics," Liu Xiao replied with a smile.

"Director Fang, you're not as honest as you used to be."

Fang Ziye replied, "There's nothing I can do. Although you're my old classmate, your company alone can't handle the surgical materials I need."

"Furthermore, Guangbai Group's equipment will also be introduced later. If your company doesn't have patent advantages and price advantages at that time, even if you are my old classmate, I can only apologize to you in advance."

Fang Ziye doesn't discuss whether other people's "choices" are right or wrong. In fact, whether or not kickbacks are taken, the medical expenses paid by patients are not much less.

However, some unscrupulous people will deliberately prolong the treatment time and increase the dosage, which is truly unethical.

Patients must take medication before and after surgery, and consumables are inevitably used during orthopedic surgery.

This is an inevitable fact.

If it really is just the amount used within the standard range, Fang Ziye thinks that it's not a big problem for the medical company to earn a little less.

"Old classmate, you really aren't giving me any face at all!" Liu Xiaojiao said reproachfully.

"I did give my old classmate face, but only within the bounds of what was due."

"After all, this position is right in the eye of the storm. If you go too far, your old classmate might get hit by a stick and be killed instantly."

“Let’s talk when we meet,” Fang Ziye said.

Liu Xiao had only sent a message to Fang Ziye, and Fang Ziye directly arranged to meet at the hospital's logistics and procurement office.

"Director Fang, we're already waiting for you at the procurement office. After all, they won't accept your signature unless you sign it," Liu Xiao said immediately.

"I'll be right there." Fang Ziye hung up the phone decisively.

After arriving at the hospital's administrative floor, Fang Ziye went straight to the tenth floor, where the purchasing office was located.

Hospital bidding procedures are conducted annually or semi-annually, and which medical companies can pass the bidding process is not something Fang Ziye can control.

If Liu Xiao and others' work couldn't even pass the bidding process at Zhongnan Hospital, she wouldn't have come to talk to Fang Ziye at all.

There wasn't much to talk about.

There were four people in total, two men and two women. The two women were quite young, the other one was only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, looking like she had just graduated, youthful, beautiful and innocent.

One of the men was about thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, with a mature and steady appearance, while the other looked to be about thirty years old, with a clean and generous appearance.

After seeing Fang Ziye, the group of people came over one after another to greet him.

Liu Xiao nudged the little girl beside her, and only then did the girl belatedly realize what was happening and quickly bowed, sweetly greeting, "Hello, Director Fang!"

Fang Ziye shook hands with her briefly and then let go, not caring what kind of scheme she might have, and said directly, "Liu Xiao, the materials you sent me online are electronic versions. I still need to see the stamped photocopies."

"I have to personally go through all the procedures, including the electronic filing number, registration process, acceptance data, and third-party testing data within the past year."

"Director Fang is indeed a straightforward person!"

"Director Fang, we brought all these materials. They're sorted and stacked in order. Where would you like to look at them?" The thirty-year-old man immediately opened the blue file bag.

Actually, this process would be best conducted in Fang Ziye's office, where there are few eyes and ears and it would be convenient for the conversation.

But Fang Ziye gave him no chance at all.

"I'll just sit here and take a look. I'm just checking if the necessary paperwork is complete." Fang Ziye took the paperwork and found a seat.

After flipping through the sheets one by one, Fang Ziye read the data in detail again.

The young man wanted to explain to Fang Ziye, but before he could open his mouth, another, older young man waved his hand at him: "Professor Fang is very professional in the field of medical device research and development. You should only answer when he asks you questions. Don't waste Director Fang's time."

Fang Ziye glanced at the middle-aged man indifferently, then continued looking down.

After about twenty minutes, Fang Ziye finally said, "The materials are all fine, but is your price really reasonable?"

The middle-aged man said, "Director Fang, we operate on the principle of small profits and quick turnover. We have reduced our prices by 15 percent, which is about 5 percent more than other companies."

"There's definitely some profit to be made, but it's all hard-earned money. We hope Director Fang will take good care of us in the future. We believe in small profits and quick turnover."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out a specialist procurement suggestion form downloaded from the official website of Zhongnan Hospital. The rest of the form had already been filled out and was just waiting for Fang Ziye to sign it.

Fang Ziye slowly read through the document again, and after confirming that there were no problems, he signed his name.

In this way, after they submit the forms and the hospital reviews them, their company's equipment can be transferred to the hospital's logistics department and used in the operating room.

However, when Fang Ziye handed the form to the middle-aged man, he said, "Manager, although I am young, I am not stupid."

"From now on, I will assign a dedicated person to review the charges for all surgical patients in my department at any time. If any discrepancies are found between the prices on the medical orders and the prices in your current spreadsheet?"

“Then our conversation wouldn’t be as pleasant as it is now.” Fang Ziye’s lips curled up and down, his eyes cold.

Fang Ziye had no idea about the tricks some salespeople used before.

Of course, Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong had already given him a thorough warning many times before he came to the new hospital, so Fang Ziye was making sure to say the unpleasant things first.

The middle-aged man carefully put the form into a file folder, forcing a smile as he said, "Director Fang, look at what you're saying."

"The phenomenon you described was more than a decade ago. Business is tough these days, so why would we risk offending you by doing something so tasteless?"

“The competition in our industry is quite fierce, so we are willing to exchange sincerity for sincerity, and there is absolutely no possibility of any tricks.”

"Also, Director Fang, you should really consider the information Liu Xiao sent you."

The middle-aged man continued to hint at this.

Although their company has lowered prices, there is still enough room for discounts, which is reserved for Fangzi's spare time. It's not much, only three percent.

It could have been 8%.

A steel plate costs about 800 yuan, and with the screws and other consumables used during the operation, the total cost is over 1,000 yuan.

For every steel plate Fang Ziye installs, he can earn more than 80 yuan. If he uses other consumables, such as sutures for blood vessels and nerves, he can earn quite a few prizes every month.

Moreover, medical companies will not maliciously lower prices, completely disrupt the market, and cause everyone's business to collapse in the end.

Even if Fang Ziye says no, this is the bottom line price that all companies offer. Otherwise, they would rather not do this kind of business than continue to lower the price.

Liu Xiao quickly introduced, "Director Fang, this is our Manager Tang, and this is our company's engineer, Engineer Qin."

"The lady next to me is my assistant. She will be working with me to handle your sales and supply matters, Director Fang."

"Xiao Ji, this is Director Fang. He will be your real boss from now on," Liu Xiao introduced to Xiao Ji.

"Hello, Director Fang." Xiao Ji's face was still very youthful, showing no signs of naivety typical of college students, and she was quite good-looking.

"You can run the rest of the program yourselves."

"For now, I'll use the fracture plate from your company. As for the sutures, please continue to compile and collect more detailed information."

"The sutures I use in surgery don't meet the standard requirements with ordinary sutures."

“If you can’t complete the data sampling I’ve listed for you, I’d rather use imported data than domestic data.”

"I would give the same answer even if Guangbai Group or Zhengtian Group came to me to discuss their products."

"Imported sutures are expensive, but they are really good. For the surgeries I perform, I must minimize all the risks associated with these products!" Fang Ziye said with great certainty.

It's not that Fang Ziye is blindly worshipping foreign things or unwilling to trust domestically produced medical equipment.

A worker must first sharpen his tools if he wants to do well.

Fang Ziye performs major and complex surgeries. If he has to worry about whether the sutures will break after the surgery, then he will have a lot to worry about.

Many foreign products are expensive, but their quality is always excellent!
Even in the Enshi Sanatorium, none of the sutures currently used are products of the Guangbai Group.

Qin, a young man in his thirties, lowered his eyelids slightly upon hearing this and said in a low voice, "Director Fang, the test data you gave us is too harsh."

"Our sample testing may only be able to approximate the results!"

Fang Ziye cut him off: "Approaching isn't enough, you have to surpass it, and preferably by ten percent!"

"When patients come to me for treatment or surgery, I can't use substandard products. I have to ensure the quality of the surgery first before I can appropriately reduce their medical expenses."

"If something is cheap but lacks quality, I personally think it's completely useless."

Fang Ziye's attitude was very clear.

If you're only close to, or even just slightly above, international standards, don't come to me with any follow-up questions. You should continue with your improvements and research. This isn't something you can get by trying to 'woo' me or build relationships.

Engineer Qin nodded: "Yes, yes, Director Fang. Of course, when it comes to medical surgery, quality is the top priority."

……

About half an hour later, the others left, leaving only Liu Xiao and Fang Ziye walking out of the hospital.

Liu Xiao brushed his bangs aside: "Old classmate, may I have the honor of inviting you to dinner?"

"Although you feel you haven't helped me much, the fact that our company's products have been able to get into Zhongnan Hospital is a pretty good achievement for the company."

"This should be the first time our company's products have been used in the operating room of such a high-end hospital."

Liu Xiao's words were tinged with bitterness.

The medical device industry is also very competitive.

First, you need to have a product, then you need to participate in the bidding, and after you succeed in the bidding, you also need to gain the approval of the department head.

Hospital procurement officers are easy to fool, but specialist professors are not.

Top-tier hospitals have no shortage of patients, especially those with money, so they have very high standards for quality. Their relatively attractive prices don't entice professors and department heads.

It's possible that Deng Yong had never even given Liu Xiao's company a second glance before.

After all, Deng Yong wasn't that professional in instrument data evaluation, and his research level was only average.

They'd rather pay money for quality than bother to thoroughly understand whether Liu Xiao's company's products barely meet standards or are suitable for common surgeries.

Surgeons shouldn't actually focus too much on this.

Fang Ziye knew about this because Professor Zhang Yue of West China Hospital had collaborated with him on a research project. Now, the collaborative group was striving to achieve the international standard for CC material steel plates.

Fang Ziye was familiar with what these standard data represented, which is why he was able to understand that Liu Xiao's company's steel plates were actually quite good.

"Liu Xiao, I've told you, as long as you make good products and ensure product supply, you don't need to worry about me."

“I’m not being aloof; I just have other ways to make money, so I don’t need anything from you.”

"Because you are my old classmate, you know what I'm doing now. Your company can't give me much, so I'm too lazy to take it."

“Even if it’s a lot, I won’t take it. I have enough money to live on every year,” Fang Ziye emphasized.

“Of course, Professor Fang is not just Director Fang. That one patent is enough to live off for a lifetime,” Liu Xiao said with a generous smile.

"Director Fang, would you like to give me the opportunity to treat you to a meal?"

"Or is Fang Ziye going home to be with his beloved?" Liu Xiao asked with a double meaning.

The word for "beautiful woman" is a homophone for "family."

"Your PR is pretty good. You even know that my wife is in Wuhan?"

"However, your company had better not keep playing this tracking game, otherwise you'll get yourself into trouble, and don't blame me for not giving you a heads-up."

"Goodbye, old classmate!" Fang Ziye waved to Liu Xiao.

Liu Xiao was stunned when she heard this.

But Fang Ziye had already left.

After a while, Liu Xiao hurriedly caught up and stood beside Fang Ziye: "Fang Ziye, was the phone call our company received because of you?"

"I?"

"You?" Liu Xiao pointed at Fang Ziye, as if she didn't recognize him at all.

"Huh? What call? I don't know." Fang Ziye shook his head frankly.

“But what I mean is, you shouldn’t always follow me. It’s better for you and for me. After all, I have my own privacy.” Fang Ziye wasn’t interested either.

Just kidding, how much influence does Fang Ziye have at the sanatorium now?
Fang Ziye's file has been taken directly to the National Health Commission and then transferred to the military medical system. The Hubei Provincial Health Commission can no longer access Fang Ziye's file.

Fang Ziye even knew that ever since he got that phone, his safety had been being protected.

That's why he advised Liu Xiao not to always follow him.

As for whether there had been any unpleasant incidents at Liu Xiao's company before, no one had informed Fang Ziye.

Liu Xiao fell silent, staring blankly at Fang Ziye!
At this moment, Liu Xiao's eyes were brimming with affection.

At this moment, Liu Xiao's gaze was complex and fluctuating.

At this moment, Liu Xiao's gaze held a hint of self-consciousness.

"Goodbye, old classmate. Let's have dinner together again next time." Fang Ziye waved to Liu Xiao.

Actually, the last time he saw Liu Xiao, he understood the complexity in Liu Xiao's expression and eyes.

But Fang Ziye remained unmoved, not only because Liu Xiao wasn't pretty enough to be as femme fatale as Luo Tingzhu.

Rather, their world was destined to have few points of convergence.

Some people are destined to be briefly separated, and once that moment is missed, there will be no chance to meet again for the rest of their lives.

That journey will only exist in each of their own memories.

Even after saying goodbye, most people will only leave a fleeting trace in your life, like a passerby.

Your social circle can't accommodate so many "irrelevant" people; this is the reality of life, and the true nature of the world.

After saying goodbye to Liu Xiao, Fang Ziye still made a phone call to Lan Tianluo, Li Nuo and others.

After confirming with Lan Tianluo that the surgery was over, Fang Ziye said, "Should I bring you food? What would you like to eat? I'll buy it for you."

"No need, senior, I'm already in the department!"

Didn't she tell you?

"Huh? Holy crap..." Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye quickly turned around and headed towards the hospital.

"Haha, senior brother, you're about to run home from the hospital!" Lan Tianluo had just finished get off work and was resting in the changing room of the operating room when he laughed.

"Yeah!~"

“I thought Tingzhu would stay home reading, so I rushed back as soon as I finished my work here and met with the equipment supplier,” Fang Ziye said.

"Then come over here quickly, senior brother!"

"I'll go up first! The rest of you can do your best," Lan Tianluo said. Lan Tianluo knew that Fang Ziye was not one to spoil the fun; even if he knew, he would still play along!
Well, there's nothing we can do about it; Fang Ziye is planning to go home.
On his way back to the hospital, Fang Ziye received another call from the medical affairs department. The main purpose of the call was to confirm the surgical procedures that the orthopedic department would be performing. Some of these procedures were standard procedures, while others were less common procedures.

The hospital needs to approve the authorization for surgical procedures. After the department applies, the medical affairs department also needs to confirm with the head of orthopedics to avoid problems later and having to fix loopholes.

Fang Ziye kept saying "Mmm-hmm!"

"Yes, thank you for your hard work, teacher. That should be all for now. If any new surgical procedures need to be performed later, our department will proactively come to the medical affairs department to complete the procedures," Fang Ziye replied.

The other party repeated everything that was reported to them, without missing a single detail.

There are also some new surgical procedures that need to go through a long process, from the hospital's medical affairs department to the provincial health commission.

However, Fang Ziye didn't handle the approval process at the provincial level; it was the hospital's medical affairs department that did it.

"Sigh!" Fang Ziye sighed after hanging up the phone.

Inside the elevator, someone was staring at Fang Ziye, who remained expressionless as he 'ran' out of the elevator after it reached the orthopedics floor.

There was no embarrassment or particular restraint.

Stepping out of the elevator, Fang Ziye felt that his breathing had become much easier.

Being a ward director is not as glamorous or easy as you might imagine; you have a lot on your shoulders.

Moreover, Fang Ziye has one more burden to let go of: he doesn't have to worry about not being able to cover his tracks.

However, as the ward director, in addition to providing support for the ward, there are too many other miscellaneous tasks and duties.

For example, right now, Fang Ziye saw a message from the new hospital director: "Director Fang, it's okay that you didn't attend the weekly hospital meeting, the head nurse of the orthopedics department has already attended."

“Our hospital has always been primarily clinical. I will have someone in the hospital director’s office send the general content of this week’s meeting to your phone.”

"Director Fang, although you went to participate in the hospital-wide consultation, as the ward director, you have an administrative responsibility and still have the obligation to understand, recommend, and advise on the hospital's dynamics, development direction, and focus."

Dean Liao Jiayuan has already given such a good reply, how could Fang Ziye possibly say a single word against it?

Standing at the entrance of the department, I quickly stopped and typed a reply: "Dean Liao, thank you for your concern and understanding. It was just bad luck this time; it was my third shift today."

"And there really were hospital-wide consultations, and patients were taken directly from the emergency room to the operating room..."

Liao Jiayuan said, "I heard that the patient was saved thanks entirely to Professor Fang's hard work."

"Our hospital is able to complete the rescue of such emergency patients thanks to the strong cooperation of your surgical system."

"That's very good..." Liao Jiayuan highly praised Fang Ziye's work.

"Hey, what are you daydreaming about?" Luo Tingzhu, wearing a wool coat, reached out and poked Fang Ziye's shoulder.

"Send a message to Dean Liao to apologize. I skipped the weekly meeting in the first week."

"Dean Liao is giving us a 'political lesson'!" Fang Ziye could tell from Liao Jiayuan's displeasure that he was definitely unhappy.

However, Liao Jiayuan couldn't find any reason to criticize Fang Ziye, so he could only offer a reminder.

Moreover, it was clear from Liao Jiayuan's words that he had intended to specifically praise Fang Ziye, to demonstrate his 'ability' to recognize talent, but since Fang Ziye didn't show up, he didn't get the chance.

"I have to attend the weekly meeting of the department?" Luo Tingzhu withdrew her hand and blinked.

Previously, she was not familiar with the ward director, and neither Deng Yong nor Professor Zeng Quanming would tell Luo Tingzhu these things.

“It would be better if I could attend occasionally, but missing the first weekly meeting at the new campus certainly won’t make Dean Liao and the others happy, will it?”

"But there's nothing I can do!"

"Is there a way to have it all?" Fang Ziye put away his phone and flipped through his hands.

This problem is not unsolvable; Fang Ziye has already chosen to understand it, but it still cannot satisfy both sides.

Luo Tingzhu was very clever: "Then bring Lan Tianluo and the others up. In the future, you won't need to personally handle emergency consultations, Director Fang."

"This way you can have more free time to do other things."

Fang Ziye shook his head: "There's a Lan Tianluo who's been replaced, and then there's a new Lan Tianluo. After that, there's also the third generation of Lan Tianluo."

What did you bring?

"Did you make it yourself?" Fang Ziye quickly changed the subject, giving Luo Tingzhu plenty of emotional support.

"I just made some soup. I checked the time in my book and went downstairs to buy it."

"Lan Tianluo and the others are already eating. Let's hurry over, or we'll only be able to eat leftovers," Luo Tingzhu urged Fang Ziye.

The two walked side by side toward the doctors' lounge.

However, head nurse Huang Xiaowei was suddenly called out from the nursing station. After she came out, she subconsciously glanced at Luo Tingzhu.

He said, "Director Fang, you've come at the perfect time. I need to talk to you about something."

"Our department's purchase list for this week is all here. You and I need to sign it together, and then we'll check it."

"This is the first week, so your signature is required. My signature alone is not enough. In the future, other associate professors in the department can sign on your behalf."

"This is hospital policy; after all, they're worried about our nursing department overstating numbers," Huang Xiaowei said bluntly.

Luo Tingzhu glanced at Fang Ziye sideways and continued walking.

This is a serious matter, and Fang Ziye has no choice but to do it.

It took Fang Ziye another half hour to finish his work.

However, Fang Ziye was not left with only scraps, but with a brand new box of rice and vegetables.

After all, as the ward director, Lan Tianluo's senior, and the senior and teacher of most people in the group, how could he possibly feed Fang Ziye leftovers?
At this moment, Lan Tianluo and Luo Tingzhu had some free time, so they helped Fang Ziye organize the knowledge system for Hu Qingyuan and the other children.

That's right, Lan Tianluo and Luo Tingzhu's abilities are also limited, and they can't quite cover up Hu Qingyuan's problems!
His expression still showed some hesitation.

Fang Ziye focused on eating and didn't interfere.

Lan Tianluo's own abilities are his own, and his teaching abilities are his own. As the chief resident, teaching and guiding junior doctors and mentoring interns is his job.

Being a chief resident isn't easy; if you want to be respected, you need to have some real skills.

Lan Tianluo was still unsure: "Qingyuan, I'm not sure how to answer your question. Shall I go and check some information?"

"Although I know a little, I can't just say it."

Hu Qingyuan glanced at Fang Ziye, who said while eating, "Your senior brother Tianluo told you to check the information, so just wait a while longer."

"The understanding and application of clinical knowledge is not something that can be achieved overnight, nor can it be fully mastered simply by memorizing it."

Hu Qingyuan nodded slightly, put away his notebook, and said, "Master, I'll go to the lab first. After I finish the experiment, I'll go to the training room for a bit."

Tian Yao immediately betrayed Hu Qingyuan, saying, "Master, Hu Qingyuan has changed his livestreaming style. He no longer streams games, but has started streaming his surgical practice."

"Quite a few people are watching."

Hu Qingyuan remained calm and did not appear restrained by Tian Yao's revelation.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye nodded and said, "Tian Yao, Qingyuan knows how to generate traffic. Think about it, game streamers, in the eyes of the general public, are 'relatively' not doing their proper job."

"Qingyuan has revealed that he has a bachelor's and master's degree from Han City University and is also a surgeon. This multiple contrasts will attract a lot of attention."

"Anyway, it doesn't affect my main job."

"You can develop a side business if you want, right?" Fang Ziye is not a particularly traditional person.

Tian Yao immediately shook his head: "Master, I have no other skills or energy. It is already quite difficult for me to do what I am doing now well."

Although Tian Yao earned his master's degree from West China Hospital, it doesn't mean that all master's graduates from West China Hospital are more outstanding than all master's graduates from Zhongnan Hospital.

On the contrary, Tian Yao no longer has much of a lead over Feng Junfeng, at least not a significant one!

……

After the students left, Lan Tianluo sat up straight and said seriously, "Senior brother, I've found a temporary assistant."

“He is a professional master’s student in statistics at our hospital. His abilities and operational skills are quite good, but he currently lacks data to practice with.”

"It should be of great help to me."

"In addition, I have outsourced some software development work to some of my other classmates."

Lan Tianluo hadn't been idle either; he was doing things that were appropriate for his identity within his own domain, but he hadn't reported everything to Fang Ziye in detail.

On the contrary, because Fang Ziye had set an example before, Lan Tianluo began to look for helpers who could temporarily fill in for him after he learned that he would be the "chief resident".

At least it can help complete some tasks, allowing him to spend more time on his daily work as chief resident, and not fall too far behind in the participation of the research group.

This is similar to how Qian Ziye, during his hospitalization, focused on both clinical practice and scientific research.

"How much money are you going to give him? Won't it affect your life?"

"You're paying for the car outright and dating at the same time," Fang Ziye said.

As Fang Ziye said this, both Lan Tianluo and Luo Tingzhu turned to look at him.

Lan Tianluo said, "Senior brother, didn't I tell you? This car was a birthday gift that Huang Shan gave me."

Fang Ziye's lips twitched for a moment, then he put down his chopsticks and made a "suicide" gesture with his hand: "I'm sorry, it was my own fault for being so talkative!"

Luo Tingzhu looked at it and said softly, "Senior brother, I can too..."

Lan Tianluo immediately coughed, clutching his throat.

"One of them is my sister, and the other is my senior colleague. They're even the ward's administrative director now. Can't they at least be a little more mindful of their image?"

"How about we go home and get all lovey-dovey?"

"During my hospital stay! My aunt's husband came every day, and he was in a very bad mood!~"

Fang Ziye continued eating with his head down.

Luo Tingzhu then looked at Lan Tianluo and asked, "What is Huang Shan's family's impression of you?"

Lan Tianluo grabbed a bottle of Yaha iced coffee for himself and opened the cap: "Sister?"

"I?"

"You're excellent, aren't you?"

"If I were to reveal any one of my identities, I wouldn't be disliked by anyone, would I?"

"A medical doctoral candidate at Zhongnan Hospital of Wuhan University, with a PhD in Mathematics and a Master's degree in Computer Science! Age." Lan Tianluo had never worried about this.

Luo Tingzhu also felt that she was worrying for nothing.

So he looked around but didn't find anything else needed to be added to Lan Tianluo's office.

However, she still offered a suggestion: "I'll bring you a pack of hair ties tomorrow. You'll definitely need them."

"By the way, what are Huang Shan's plans after graduation? Will he pursue a PhD or find a job?"

"She did find two good law firms, but she doesn't seem very interested in going to work."

"Perhaps she wants to follow in her teacher's footsteps and pursue a doctorate in law?"

"Senior brother, I've discovered that law is a very interesting subject. Often, changing your perspective can suddenly make many things clear." Lan Tianluo's eyes lit up.

Fang Ziye said, "That's because they've studied it thoroughly."

"Han City University has basically never lost in liberal arts fields like Marxist philosophy and law, right?"

The humanities programs at Seoul National University are far more prestigious than their science programs.

"Pursuing a PhD is great! Being a more pure research scholar is better than struggling outside." Fang Ziye added this sentence while cleaning up his box and chopsticks after finishing his meal.

Neither Lan Tianluo nor Luo Tingzhu responded before the door to the chief inpatient's office was pounded on forcefully.

"Dong dong dong!~"

"Dong dong dong!~"

It was made by smashing, not by knocking.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Ziye noticed that his teacher's wife, Yuan Weihong's wife, pushed the door open and entered from the outside.

At that moment, with red eyes, she pushed open the door and hugged Fang Ziye tightly.

Fang Ziye saw through her actions, but he had no chance to react and didn't know how to "defend" against them!
The master's wife hugged him tightly, but when Fang Ziye looked towards the door, he found that his master was still not there.

This is a bit embarrassing.

Fortunately, Luo Tingzhu and Lan Tianluo were in the office.

"Teacher's wife, what's wrong?" Fang Ziye was a little unsure what was wrong with his teacher's wife.

"Ziye, thank you, thank you." Only after hearing Fang Ziye's words did his teacher's wife realize her lapse in composure.

"Listen to the bamboo, the net of heaven."

"I made you laugh."

"Ziye, you probably don't know, but the person you were trying to save in the emergency room today was my dad!"

"He was just here for fun. He got hit by a car."

"I was devastated after receiving the news."

“After the traffic police notified me, my first thought was to contact you, but I called Weihong first.”

"After I called Weihong, he said he would call the emergency department first and have them call you directly so you could go to the resuscitation room."

"He then called the medical department to immediately arrange a large-scale medical consultation..."

"Then, we didn't dare to call you, for fear of disturbing your performance."

"Ziye, but thank you so much, Master's wife."

"Really, my mom, my daughter, and I all thank you." After saying this, the teacher's wife was about to bow to Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye immediately used both hands to support his master's wife's body: "Master's wife, please, if you don't want me to be beaten to death by Master, please don't be so polite."

Fang Ziye glanced at Lan Tianluo, his voice sharp and stern: "How did the surgery go?"

"That's great!" Lan Tianluo was also a little stunned.

Fang Ziye left with Professor Chen Guofeng from the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery midway through the game and did not play the entire match himself.

If Fang Ziye had known earlier that this was his teacher's wife's father, he would never have stepped down so easily.

For any major consultation, he would definitely call Zeng Duoqin directly to go and take his place, or he would wait until the surgery was completely over before giving his opinion on behalf of the orthopedics department.

Upon hearing this, the master's wife immediately advised, "Ziye, don't be like this. The surgery went very well. Your master has already called to inquire."

"all is well."

"What if you hadn't been there in the first place?"

"I'm afraid they won't even have a chance to go into the operating room," the teacher's wife said.

Fang Ziye stopped dwelling on the matter and lowered his head, saying, "Madam, after I finished the rescue, I went to the emergency room."

"I was not involved in the subsequent surgeries!"

Fang Ziye took a half breath and bit his lip.

"I?"

The master's wife then said, "Ziye? What do you mean? You brought my father back to life?"

"After my father was transferred to the ICU, Professor Xu Haoyang from the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery personally came out to explain my father's condition to us, which was extremely dangerous."

"It's thanks to you, Ziye, that we had the opportunity to continue."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

The teacher's wife patted Fang Ziye on the shoulder and said, "Ziye, giving someone a chance is more important than how long they participate, isn't it?"

The teacher's wife may have been expressing Yuan Weihong's teaching philosophy, or she may simply be stating that Fang Ziye's willingness to give his father a chance to live was more important than anything else.

Fang Ziye finally felt at ease; what's past is past, and there's no going back.

"Yes, Madam, when I first saw the patient, I didn't think about anything. I did my best."

"But later, I didn't. I just did my job, and I didn't even finish it." Fang Ziye didn't label himself, but was instead somewhat disappointed.

Yuan Weihong walked in at this moment: "What's going on... looking so dejected?"

"Come on, let's go for a drink. Tomorrow's the weekend, and you're not on duty..." (End of Chapter)