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Fang Ziye remained silent for only three seconds before blurting out, "Nie Mingxian, you're a PhD, an associate chief physician! Use your brain for once."

"Between us? Who's really working for whom?"

Nie Mingxian's breathing became slightly rapid: "Fang Ziye, what do you mean?"

Fang Ziye took a deep breath: "The essence of working is exchanging labor for remuneration. It is a pure exchange of interests. Workers obtain corresponding wages by selling their time and energy, while employers acquire labor by paying wages."

Did I give you money? Or did you give me money?

"There is no conflict of interest between us, so there is no boss-employee relationship between us."

"Going a step further, in our collaboration, am I the highest-level ox or the horse in your mind, or are you the highest-level ox or the horse in mine?"

"Am I helping you fulfill your dreams and desires, or are you fulfilling my dreams and desires for me?"

"Think about it yourself!!" Fang Ziye's voice carried a questioning tone.

Fang Ziye lost his temper: "Back when you came to our hospital, I was doing a great job with limb-sparing surgery and functional reconstruction for catastrophic injuries."

"This is something I really want to do."

"I didn't ask you to do anything for me!"

"I didn't make you a practical participant in my research project."

"But what about you?"

"Are you really going to give me all this nonsense? Have you really thought this through carefully? Do I need you to propose an improvement to the miniature circulator?"

Fang Ziye took a deep breath and paused slightly: "Nie Mingxian, I can tell you very clearly! If it weren't for the involvement of the microcirculation device, I would have thought long ago about transitioning from limb-sparing surgery to limb-sparing surgery."

"It was you who led me astray!"

"I am a trauma surgeon, not an orthopedic surgeon, and certainly not a sports medicine doctor!"

"Come on, what do you say?"

"You got scolded by your master, so you're taking it out on me? Come on then!" Fang Ziye didn't treat Nie Mingxian like a human being anymore.

However, Fang Ziye did not treat Nie Mingxian as a person. Unlike his treatment of Wu Xuanqi, he genuinely did not treat Nie Mingxian as a normal person, but rather as a friend to manipulate.

Nie Mingxian had no way to refute it; what Fang Ziye said was true.

If Nie Mingxian cooperated with Fang Ziye the moment he met him, it could be said that he "mentored" Fang Ziye.

However, by the time Nie Mingxian and Fang Ziye were discussing their research topics, Fang Ziye had already made significant progress in his field.

It could be said that Fang Ziye didn't need an improvement project on a "miniature circulation device" to embellish himself, but Nie Mingxian did.

Nie Mingxian remained silent, for he could no longer speak.

Fang Ziye continued, "Nie Mingxian, you shouldn't be asking me such a stupid question: if I'm so disdainful, why would I delve deeper into the microcirculation device and use it as a basic consumable for treating infections and bone tumors?"

Even if you don't ask, I'll answer for you.

"When I encountered it, I encountered it. It was clinically needed, and it just so happened to be usable, so I used it. There's no such thing as being high-minded or not."

Nie Mingxian finally calmed down: "I'm sorry, Fang Ziye, I was too impulsive just now."

"You weren't being too impulsive; you'd always had this thought, but today's phone call from your teacher just happened to be the trigger that made it all explode."

"Neither you nor I need to pretend. We both know perfectly well what you want to do, what I want to do, and what I have done."

"So-called working is nothing more than being a practitioner of theory, a bound person within a framework, and a follower of the thoughts and ideas of a few!" Fang Ziye cursed as he pressed the elevator button.

Nie Mingxian lashed out at Fang Ziye for no reason, which Fang Ziye was unwilling to accept.

Because Fang Ziye is not a punching bag.

You, Nie Mingxian, have no right to use me, Fang Ziye, as a punching bag!
Nie Mingxian fell silent, but Fang Ziye continued, "What do you want, Nie Mingxian?"

"What do you want to say? What do you want to do? Say it!"

Fang Ziye was certain that Nie Mingxian wouldn't have lost his temper so badly just because Li Yongjun had scolded him a couple of times; he must have had something on his mind.

But Nie Mingxian hadn't said it yet.

Nie Mingxian said, "Fang Ziye, our current cooperation is also nearing its end, including our collaborative standard blood supply model for bone tumors and animal trials for interventional therapy."

"It's almost over, so..."

"So what I'm trying to say is that for the next period of time, I want to return to our vascular surgery research and may have to leave for a while." Nie Mingxian's sentences were slightly disorganized in terms of word order and logic.

"Sure, nobody said you couldn't!"

"Just say it. We are all free people. No one is telling you not to speak; you just need to take the initiative to speak."

"Because I'm not at the point where I can say that it doesn't matter to my team whether or not you, Nie Mingxian, are there."

"Is there anything else?" Fang Ziye felt a little sad, but since Nie Mingxian had brought it up, he had no choice but to accept the fact.

The prosperity of the world is for profit; the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit.

People come and go; joys and sorrows, partings and reunions are the natural course of life. Few people can truly stay with you for a lifetime.

Nie Mingxian said, "That's all, Ziye."

"But don't misunderstand me, my meaning is completely different from Liao Jia's."

Nie Mingxian quickly offered an explanation.

“I have no misunderstanding, nor is it to the point of such a misunderstanding. I have never even misunderstood Liao Jia. Everyone has their own choices and freedom.”

"If I don't even have the capacity to respect other people's freedom of choice, then I shouldn't pretend to be magnanimous!"

"Although I myself am not generous at all."

Fang Ziye continued, "Brother Nie, I wish you all the best on your journey. If there's a chance, let's get together again."

Fang Ziye knew that he might have messed up at the provincial development conference today, and that Professor Li Yongjun had misunderstood him.

Not everyone likes to 'give up their name'.

Not everyone likes to be around 'aloof' people; on the contrary, Li Yongjun may be very sensitive to this type of person.

The more he relinquished his fame, the more Li Yongjun felt that he had ulterior motives. This was a hidden aspect of Li Yongjun's personality that he had never shown before.

After all, Li Yongjun's request when he came to the sanatorium was for Fang Ziye to cooperate with him.

The request was very precise.

But in reality, all of this was a cover-up; it wasn't the real Li Yongjun.

For a professor of Li Yongjun's stature, if he wants to conceal his inner personality, very few people can truly understand him.

How much do I really weigh?
Nie Mingxian, however, was still somewhat unwilling to give up and asked, "Fang Ziye, what exactly did you say to my teacher? Why did my teacher suddenly call me and talk about these things?"

Fang Ziye replied, "I didn't talk to Teacher Li about anything today. It was my master who drank with him. I was on the third shift today, so I didn't drink."

"The content of the conversation was also determined by the two of them."

"On the contrary, I am very curious about what Teacher Li Yongjun talked to you about that made you react so strongly."

Nie Mingxian replied, "My teacher only said three sentences on the phone. The first sentence was, 'Nie Mingxian, you'll probably have to work for Fang Ziye for the rest of your life.'"

Nie Mingxian only said the first sentence, and it's unclear whether the following two sentences were inconvenient to say.

Fang Ziye said, "Brother Nie, you should rest first. The research on the standardized model of blood supply for bone tumors and the induction therapy should be completed this quarter."

"At that time, you won't have to worry about it anymore; you've always been very free."

Nie Mingxian said, "Fang Ziye, let me explain. I didn't mean what you think. I thought you were?"

"They also used some underhanded tactics on my teacher."

"He is, after all, my teacher!"

Li Yongjun must have analyzed the methods Deng Yong used on him, and he had explained this to Nie Mingxian many times.

Therefore, Li Yongjun and Nie Mingxian remained resentful.

For Li Yongjun and Nie Mingxian, they might want to go somewhere on their own initiative, but if they were tricked by you, even if you had no malicious intent, it would still leave a lingering resentment.

Moreover, a big shot like Li Yongjun would feel particularly uncomfortable if he found out that he had been tricked by Deng Yong, a "small fry".

Fang Ziye is Deng Yong's student...

Fang Ziye considered all of this and had no way to explain it. Since he inherited the title of his master's disciple, he had to accept all the advantages and disadvantages that came with it.

"Brother Nie, take a rest. Tomorrow is a workday," Fang Ziye said.

"..."

After returning home, Fang Ziye felt somewhat troubled.

No one has ever done everything correctly!

It's impossible for every choice to bring about a continuous accumulation of positive feedback, and that's life, the most authentic life.

Every choice at every crossroads leads to a future that is both predetermined and uncertain.

There is no time machine that can turn back time to go back to the past.

All anyone can do is analyze the current situation based on the current path and existing resources, and move forward step by step.

Although Fang Ziye had anticipated Nie Mingxian's sudden departure from the team, the troubles it would cause were still very difficult to handle.

Fang Ziye originally planned to use Nie Mingxian as the support point for vascular surgery techniques in the major research project of limb preservation.

Now that Nie Mingxian has his own ideas and plans, Fang Ziye can only choose someone else or come up with a backup plan.

“But there’s no rush. Our department needs at least six months to a year to prepare for the possibility of moving towards limb-sparing surgery from the current situation…” Fang Ziye suppressed his emotions before taking a shower.

Then I chatted with Luo Tingzhu to relax.

Chatting with Luo Tingzhu is quite interesting; her pleasant voice and beautiful appearance are pleasing to the eye.

Luo Tingzhu's clear and melodious voice quickly washed away Fang Ziye's fatigue, and Fang Ziye just watched as Luo Tingzhu shared everything about herself with him...

As Fang Ziye has grown to this point, he has also heard some gossip: Luo Tingzhu is excellent, but Professor Fang, you have many better choices, and they would be more helpful to your future.

Fang Ziye internally agreed with these people's views, but agreement and consent are two different things.

Because Fang Ziye knew that no one else understood him.

A girl from a wealthy family can certainly help me for a while, but no one can help me with what I really want to do.

Whether it's my parents, my mentors, or even the benefactors I've encountered so far, they are all people I've met on my journey forward.

Aside from the panel and one's own efforts, any external assistance is ultimately limited!
Fang Ziye calmly looked at Luo Tingzhu, listening to her laughing and complaining that she had failed to lose weight again today, and her weight had increased to 102.9 pounds. "I'm so sorry, I'll definitely put all my effort into losing weight tomorrow..."

Fang Ziye was still thinking to himself that compared to the parents of some special people, his parents were just ordinary people. At most, they could only take him to the county seat of Ba County, and then they couldn't take him any further.

At most, I can grit my teeth and make a down payment on a house in Enshi.

Compared to Li Yuanpei and Lan Tianluo's parents, his own parents were far less knowledgeable and financially secure.

But if someone were to ask Fang Ziye to have several more godfathers, Fang Ziye would definitely explode.

Compared to Wu Xuanqi's mentor, or even some academicians, Fang Ziye's mentor was relatively ordinary. However, compared to the graduate students he had met at Enshi Central Hospital, Fang Ziye was much luckier.

Therefore, Fang Ziye now accepts very calmly that Luo Tingzhu, who has accompanied him all the way, has gradually become 'ordinary' because of his growth, and even she has a hard time keeping up with him.

But this did not affect his feelings for her.

Because it's a journey we've taken...

"Senior brother, why aren't you saying anything?" After rambling on for a while, Luo Tingzhu waved at Fang Ziye in the video.

"You're quite interesting and cute when you talk. I enjoy watching you." Fang Ziye's words were sincere and his gaze genuine.

Luo Tingzhu was slightly embarrassed, thinking, "A woman dresses up for the one she loves." She asked, "Senior brother, why did you suddenly bring this up?"

Luo Tingzhu stood up, looked at herself in the mirror, and turned to the side: "Nothing special."

Is it possible that you were special all along?

"It's getting late, let's take a shower and go to bed. The Spring Festival is just around the corner," Fang Ziye said.

"This year's Spring Festival is eight days long, and there are no make-up days. Yay..." Luo Tingzhu, who could have been relaxing and lying down, was looking forward to the holiday like a 996 workhorse.

This is Luo Tingzhu.

……

The next day!

"What did you just say? Who beat whom into the hospital?"

Fang Ziye sprayed hot dry noodles from his mouth onto Lan Tianluo's white coat, where the sesame paste coated the noodles and left a pale yellow stain.

"Professor Du Xinzhan from the Joint Surgery Department beat Professor Zheng Huanghai from the Nephrology Department so badly he was hospitalized." Lan Tianluo was very certain of what he was saying this time.

After saying that, Lan Tianluo looked innocently at his white coat, stood up and quickly took it off, then changed into a new one, and then quickly picked up the noodle box and started eating.

They took the principle of "eat whatever you can and never complain" to the extreme.

Fang Ziye understood it clearly the first time and didn't think that Professor Du Xinzhan was no match for Professor Zheng Huanghai from the Nephrology Department. He just couldn't figure out the origin of this fight: "Why?"

How come I didn't know about the news?

"No way? How could Professor Du have beaten someone so badly that they were hospitalized?" Another question arose in Fang Ziye's mind.

"It should have been fine, but Professor Zheng Huanghai himself has frozen shoulder! I heard his rotator cuff is torn!"

Lan Tianlu explained earnestly: "Professor Du can accurately calculate the anatomical structure of a normal person, but he absolutely cannot accurately calculate the pathological structure of a patient."

"After removing it..."

"What's the reason?" Fang Ziye felt that this matter was not simple.

Fang Ziye knew Professor Du Xinzhan. Professor Du was a very refined person. Even if he could argue with someone, he would never resort to violence.

Lan Tianlu lowered his voice: "I saw the message in the inpatient group. It seems that Professor Du's mother was targeted during the process of being admitted to the nephrology department."

"The other patients who were admitted on December 15th have all been admitted to the hospital. Professor Du's mother received her admission certificate on November 27th, but she has not been notified yet."

"I heard that Professor Zheng Huanghai specifically instructed the nurses in this department to let it air out for a while. Then, Professor Du felt that something was wrong, so he directly sent someone to the nephrology department to check the hospital admission certificate."

"There aren't many emergency patients!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye immediately sped up his eating, almost matching Lan Tianluo's pace.

Then his eyes widened, his lips bulged, and he began to chew, his eyes remaining motionless.

"They're after me." Fang Ziye swallowed a few mouthfuls and then took a sip of water.

Lan Tianluo knew perfectly well that it was Fang Ziye's fault; otherwise, there would have been no need to share this gossip with him: "Senior brother, what are you planning to do?"

Fang Ziye stood up; "Get ready, I'm going to call Professor Du."

"Apologize first, and then ask about the specific situation."

Every choice has its consequences.

The hospitalization procedures for trauma surgery are notoriously difficult to comply with, which has caused considerable dissatisfaction among many doctors in the hospital, who feel that the orthopedics department is particularly disrespectful.

Once you leave the orthopedics department, people don't care if you're a trauma surgeon or a joint surgeon; they're looking for the head of orthopedics.

Professor Du Xinzhan has just stepped down as the head of the Department of Orthopedics and will be appointed as the vice dean, but the appointment of the vice dean needs to be decided by the university, so it hasn't been scheduled yet. Therefore, no one will think that you, Du Xinzhan, are innocent.

They would only think that the trauma surgery department is so 'aloof' because of Du Xinzhan's support.

As soon as Fang Ziye answered the phone to Professor Du Xinzhan, Du Xinzhan's cheerful voice came through: "Who's acting as an informant? Tell me, and I'll go talk to him."

Fang Ziye said, "Professor Du, Tianlu told me about this gossip he heard in the inpatient group."

"When I heard that, I realized it was my fault."

"Teacher Du, has Grandma been admitted to the hospital yet?"

Du Xinzhan is more than twenty years older than Fang Ziye. He is now fifty-three or fifty-four years old, so Du Xinzhan's mother can certainly be Fang Ziye's grandmother.

Fang Ziye's tone carried a hint of guilt.

That's right. Fang Ziye's own parents are still young and in relatively good health. Fang Ziye currently has no request for his colleagues at the hospital to help with the hospitalization procedures.

but?

Not everyone is exempt from social obligations.

"Of course he was hospitalized. To put it bluntly, this is a crime." "To put it mildly, it's refusal to treat. To put it even more bluntly, he deliberately delayed the patient's condition. It's just that we're colleagues, otherwise I would have made him regret it." Du Xinzhan's voice was slightly cold.

Although Professor Du Xinzhan's voice sounded very satisfying, Fang Ziye could only apologize first: "Professor Du, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

"What does this have to do with you, Ziye? Don't take all the responsibility upon yourself. That's not a good quality." Professor Du Xinzhan's voice became gentle.

“Teacher Du, you should know that I am not one to take responsibility, but this matter is indeed somewhat related to me.”

"Moreover, in order to prevent this from happening again, I still need to think of a way that satisfies both sides."

“Otherwise, it would cause too much trouble for the other teachers, wouldn’t that be?” Fang Ziye was interrupted by Du Xinzhan before he could finish his sentence.

"You can eat the meat Fang Ziye brought, but you can't stand the smell of sweat on Fang Ziye?"

"If someone has this kind of character, they should get out of our department as soon as possible!"

"I didn't expect Zheng Huanghai from the nephrology department to dare to do this. Otherwise, why would I bother going to his place?"

"WTF?"

Du Xinzhan took a deep breath: "Fang Ziye, you don't need to worry about these trivial matters."

"Do things the way they should. There's no such thing as living in isolation, and there are very few perfect solutions."

"You don't need to worry about such trivial matters. Just focus on doing your own thing well, and others will take care of the rest."

“We old folks aren’t dead yet. We don’t need you to support the whole family by yourself. Don’t worry so much.”

"Don't worry, everything is fine."

Du Xinzhan spoke in a very indulgent manner.

In a way, Du Xinzhan's role was very similar to that of Dean Wang Xinghuan; he did not directly provide Fang Ziye with any teaching or mentorship.

Objectively speaking, the skewed distribution of resources to Fang Ziye was definitely tacitly approved by Du Xinzhan, who did not intervene, which was a form of indirect promotion.

Sometimes, Professor Du Xinzhan would even mention Fang Ziye's name at the weekly meeting of the institute, ensuring that Fang Ziye was heard by the institute's leaders. This carried a weight that no one else could achieve.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Professor Du."

"Regardless, I still sincerely apologize to Professor Du. We didn't handle this matter very well." Fang Ziye's tone was sincere.

Regardless of whether Fang Ziye was right or wrong.

It has indeed affected Professor Du Xinzhan's mother.

Even if Fang Ziye's actions were entirely correct, his family should not be implicated. It was still a case of insufficient consideration.

"Hmm, he's starting to look like a director."

"It's alright. It will be handled." Du Xinzhan accepted Fang Ziye's apology. He didn't blame him, not because he couldn't understand the logic behind it.

Moreover, if this matter is discussed thoroughly, it may become a phenomenon in the future.

That means that for people in the orthopedics department, if they want to use other connections within the hospital to get "advance hospitalization," it all depends on pure personal relationships.

Because the trauma surgery department was converted into a "VIP ward," many other doctors from the hospital were unable to get admitted.

Relationships are relative. If someone in the orthopedics department wants to do something similar in the future, the other person may just verbally agree but not actually take action.

Many family members of orthopedic professors have no choice but to patiently book hospital beds when they are admitted to the hospital.

Unless you can find someone you have an extremely good personal relationship with!

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye stopped worrying about gains and losses.

For Fang Ziye, his choice was not wrong. If he did not want to become a "puppet", he had no choice but to leave Zhongnan Hospital under the circumstances at that time.

Such a choice will inevitably offend many people.

After returning, the hospitalization procedures for trauma surgery have become routine. When you don't do favors for others, don't expect others to do favors for you, because your face isn't much bigger than theirs.

Fang Ziye chose the path of 'high-mindedness' and there was no turning back. Otherwise, someone would still be watching him.

Fang Ziye has not yet reached the point of 'transcendence' and ignoring ordinary worldly power, so he can only honestly walk within his own framework and cannot break the rules at will.

Fang Ziye was well aware of this.

Deng Yong and Du Xinzhan both knew this perfectly well, so they never made things difficult for Fang Ziye.

These days, Du Xinzhan always says things like, "Fang Ziye, you don't need to worry about all that."

Since we ate the meat that Fang Ziye brought back from hunting, we have to put up with your body odor.

There aren't many options that always offer the best of both worlds!

When Fang Ziye entered the doctor's office, some people in the department who had a lot of inside information were still watching him, intentionally or unintentionally.

Professor Zeng Duoqin stood up and patted Fang Ziye on the shoulder to comfort him: "Ziye, don't take it to heart. These kinds of messy things can't always be completely avoided."

Fang Ziye simply nodded, then a smile appeared on his lips as he watched Lan Tianluo counting the number of interns.

In any case, Professor Tang was very helpful this time, sending a large number of interns in just one week.

Although the interns' skills weren't high, they were quite good at writing medical records.

It's January now, and most of the interns have finished their postgraduate entrance exams and are waiting for their results and preparing for their interviews.

The second round of testing includes an interview and a practical skills assessment...

After the normal shift handover, Fang Ziye immediately looked at the seven or eight interns and asked, "Any of you interns have applied to our orthopedics graduate program?"

"Even if you don't apply to our hospital, it's okay. As long as you applied to orthopedics, raise your hand first."

Upon hearing this, three people immediately raised their hands.

Orthopedics is still a relatively popular specialty within the surgical system.

One of them immediately forced a smile and said, "Teacher, I'm from the Second Clinical College, a fifth-year student. I applied to our hospital. My name is Ling Fengguang. Guang is composed of the water radical and the character for light."

"Alright, then the three of you need to work even harder on your internships."

"The preliminary test is over. The remaining second test will depend on your knowledge and practical skills. Choosing to intern here now is the most worthwhile option..."

"Lan Tianluo, you should make proper arrangements, one person per group."

"Today is quite busy. Let's go down to perform surgeries after we finish our rounds."

After Fang Ziye finished giving his instructions, Lan Tianlu divided the eight interns into three groups of four, three, and one. He kept Ling Fengguang in his own group and sent four and three interns to the other two groups respectively to fill their temporary manpower shortage.

After checking the first room, Fang Ziye saw Ling Fengguang and Hu Qingyuan whispering to each other, so he paused slightly as he walked towards bed 4-6 and asked, "You two know each other?"

"Master, this is my junior brother, one year younger than me. We used to be in the same club."

Ling Fengguang said, "Senior Brother Hu was the top student in our class last year, and many people know him."

"And he's a gaming god, an absolute god in our boys' dormitory."

Yes, even at Seoul University, there is no shortage of people who like to play games.

He was exceptionally good at video games, making him a god among the boys in the dormitory. He had more admirers and connections than the average academic high-achiever or social butterfly. In addition, Hu Qingyuan was also a good student, which made him even more famous.

"Not bad, not bad, then you can follow Hu Qingyuan for now."

Hu Qingyuan did not refuse. After saying a few more words to Ling Fengguang, Fang Ziye continued to lead the team to check the rooms.

As soon as the group arrived at the ward door, the family member of the patient in bed four presented a bouquet of flowers and said with a radiant smile, "Professor Fang, you've finally arrived."

“My mother misses you so much. You have no idea. A few days ago, after my mother’s leg got much better, she kept saying that Professor Fang, you were sent by a bodhisattva to save her. She insisted on thanking you in person.”

As the patient's daughter was speaking, the elderly woman in bed four also spoke up: "Professor Fang, Professor Fang, the wound on my leg has stopped oozing."

"It's been four days already. Does that mean the infection is cured?"

Bed four was under Tian Yao's supervision, and Tian Yao was in charge of beds one through five. He immediately put on examination gloves and went to the bedside, slowly cutting open the patient's gauze and bandages to expose the wound to Fang Ziye and the others.

The infected wound is still pigmented, but compared to when it first came in, when pus was oozing out, it is now at least dry, with only black and brown scabs.

Fang Ziye carefully pressed it; the surface was hard and no longer a softened lesion from the infection: "The surface is better, but the inside is probably not completely healed yet, so we can't disassemble it for now."

"Auntie, please wait patiently for a while longer. This time we will definitely be completely cured before we are discharged from the hospital."

The elderly woman quickly shook her head and took a small step back: "Professor Fang, please don't misunderstand. I don't want to be discharged from the hospital in a hurry."

"You have no idea, this leg infection has been with me for more than three years. I've been to many hospitals, even in Shanghai, and I've had it cleaned several times, but it just won't get better."

"Although it hasn't gotten much worse, I'm very satisfied with it as it is now."

"Professor Fang, please don't send me away. This time, I must stay until I'm completely cured. I will only leave the hospital after you've said it's cured and won't recur."

She clasped her hands together and said, "Please don't send me away. It's not that I don't want to get treatment, but I'm afraid I won't be able to get better and will waste my feelings."

"When I said at the clinic that I wouldn't get treatment, that's what I meant. I was afraid of burdening my children. Actually, I also want to have grandchildren..."

"Let me tell you, Professor Fang, I have a grandson and a granddaughter, oh my, they're so adorable." The old man's eyes were filled with happiness as he looked on with longing, as if he could already imagine holding them in his arms.

It is impossible for someone with a superficial infection to hold a child.

This isn't out of disdain, but rather because children's skin is so delicate, and they might easily catch some kind of skin disease from it.

Fang Ziye gestured with his hand: "Adorable, you are blessed."

"However, I'm quite busy today. I'll chat with you again in a couple of days. I have to go down to the operating room after my rounds today."

"Tian Yao, there's no more oozing from her, so we don't need to send it for culture anymore. Change the inflammatory markers to once every two days and pay attention to any changes in the markers."

"As for antibiotics, we will not reduce the dosage for now, until we have used them for a full week."

"His drug sensitivity results came out last Thursday, right?" Fang Ziye asked.

The elderly patient underwent surgery last Monday, but the bacterial culture and drug sensitivity results require a certain amount of time for culturing and testing.

"It was last Thursday." Tian Yao's notebook recorded the time very clearly.

"Okay, then we'll use it until Thursday, and then have the pharmacy department consult again. Make sure everything is done according to procedure." After giving his instructions, Fang Ziye walked to the next bed.

……

After finishing his rounds, Fang Ziye immediately led Li Nuo, Sun Shaoqing, and the others out of the operating room.

In the locker room, Fang Ziye had just changed into his scrubs when his personal cell phone received a call from an unknown number.

Its place of origin is Han City.

"Ziye, we'll go upstairs first." Li Nuo and the others took the initiative to go upstairs, giving Fang Ziye some private space.

"Hello?" Fang Ziye asked.

On the other end of the phone came a middle-aged man's laughter: "Excuse me, are you Professor Fang Ziye from the Department of Trauma Surgery?"

"I am Zheng Huanghai, from the Nephrology Department of this hospital."

Fang Ziye's eyes flashed, and he said with a grin, "Professor Zheng, hello, hello. I'm Fang Ziye from the orthopedics department."

Zheng Huanghai immediately said, "Professor Fang, I'm so sorry! I was confused for a moment and may have caused you trouble!"

"I'm not available right now, so I can only call you to apologize as soon as possible."

"I hope this matter will not continue to affect your mood, Professor Fang."

Fang Ziye suddenly realized that Zheng Huanghai must have been dealt with by someone else in the orthopedics department.

"Professor Zheng, you're being too harsh. Was there something I did wrong? Why are you apologizing to me, Professor Zheng?" Fang Ziye said.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Huanghai's breathing became slightly disordered for a moment, but he still recounted the whole story of Professor Du Xinzhan in a truthful and calm tone.

However, he also explained, "This was our mistake, we overlooked it, but Professor Du Xinzhan said that I deliberately targeted orthopedics because of your matter, Professor Fang, which is clearly an overinterpretation."

“We’re colleagues, we see each other all the time, how could I possibly target someone for this?”

"Actually, this was all a misunderstanding."

“Now Director Du is completely ignoring my explanation, but I did contact the nursing department of our department, and I specifically emphasized that she is Director Du Xinzhan’s mother.”

"I forgot about it later, and I thought the other person had already been discharged from the hospital."

Fang Ziye asked, "Professor Zheng, what do you mean by telling me this?"

“We currently have a head nurse in our department named Liu Suning,” Zheng Huanghai said.

"She used to be the head nurse of your orthopedics department, but then she transferred to our internal medicine system for some reason. It was around July of this year that she transferred to our nephrology department."

"Professor Fang, I really hope you can clarify this misunderstanding for Professor Du."

"This is really not something I did on purpose to retaliate. Although I did approach Director Du to try to arrange hospitalization for a few relatives, I'm not so petty as to be so narrow-minded."

"But Director Du wouldn't listen to any explanations. He took action as soon as he came up yesterday."

"And what's more, now they've put me in the eye of the storm!"

A chilling glint flashed in Fang Ziye's eyes as he said, "Professor Zheng, you can't just say things like that."

“Even though our head nurse in the orthopedics department has left the department, it’s impossible for her not to know Director Du Xinzhan.”

Zheng Huanghai said, "Professor Fang, my name is Zheng Huanghai, not Zheng Huanghe. I still want to clear my name!"

"Would I be stupid to make up something so important?"

"And to put it bluntly, I've already become a professor, why would I leave such a huge loophole in such a basic principle?"

"I want to climb the ladder too, why would I take it out on the parents of my colleagues in the same department? Especially since they are the administrative director, Director Du, who is about to become the dean?"

"Am I crazy?"

"However, at the beginning of this year, our department's head nurse said that Liu Suning hadn't been coming to work!"

Fang Ziye said, "Okay, Professor Zheng, I will pass on the message."

"However, I only just found out about this myself, and I don't know what happened, so I can't really comment on it."

Zheng Huanghai said, "Professor Fang, I am relieved to hear you say that."

……

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye thought about it carefully and then called Professor Du Xinzhan again, but Du Xinzhan hung up immediately.

So Fang Ziye sent Du Xinzhan a text message. It briefly explained the content of his conversation with Zheng Huanghai, without adding any other words.

After that, Fang Ziye went directly to the floor where the operating room was located and began today's surgery.

The first surgery was successfully completed. Li Nuo and others were still admiring and analyzing Fang Ziye's operational details, while Hu Qingyuan was giving his "junior brother" a popular science explanation...

Fang Ziye stepped down around 11:30 p.m., and only then did he see the reply from Professor Du Xinzhan on his phone.

"Ziye, this is what happens when petty people are hard to deal with, and the wicked accuse the guilty first."

“I have checked the duty roster. The nurse on duty for the day I booked my hospitalization is indeed Liu Suning. But Liu Suning has expressed to me, both openly and subtly, many times that she wants to return to work in the orthopedics department.”

"She told me about this immediately."

"So... my mother was actually discharged from the nephrology department a month ago."

"However, such issues require a solution, and this solution needs a trigger point!"

“Ziye, I’ve told you, you don’t need to worry about this,” Du Xinzhan said.

After reading the message, Fang Ziye deleted it completely.

Then, rolling his eyes, he looked at the ceiling and realized that even if he rolled his eyes to the end, he probably still wouldn't be able to figure out what kind of show these old foxes were going to put on!

Oh well, at least this kind of person isn't my enemy.

wrong!

There's no reason why these cunning old foxes only come from orthopedics; they must exist in other departments too. It's just that the cunning old fox around you might create a relatively stable environment for you.

Then, by a twist of fate, I ended up in a sanatorium in Enshi, which gave me a rather special status!

Otherwise, once you reach the associate senior level, how could you possibly let go of all this petty scheming and underhanded dealings?

It's hard to befriend a virtuous person, and it's hard to deal with a petty person.

Fang Ziye could only vent his anger by making the surgeries even more perfect. Therefore, in the second and third surgeries, Fang Ziye pushed the operation to the extreme without any explanation.

There was no pause to allow others to process it...

Fang Ziye, so engrossed in his "venting of anger," genuinely didn't notice when a stranger named "Qiu Zhenghua" had entered the operating room. (End of Chapter)