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“In the past, with limb-sparing surgeries for severe injuries, the first patient would be almost discharged by the time it took to reach three months.”

“But this time… Senior Brother Fang hasn’t even figured out the approach yet… This spinal cord injury is truly terrifying.” Lan Tianluo didn’t go on stage. Instead, after the surgery got into rhythm, he returned to the operating room timer panel, rested his chin on his hand, and changed the subject.

The patient was the father of both Fang Ziye's wife and Lan Tianluo's wife. Lan Tianluo had also seriously considered how to carry out his limb-saving surgery, and the final answer was that it was extremely difficult.

Fang Ziye said that the surgery was not difficult, but it was a type of surgery that could not be taught.

Lan Tianluo then understood that, given his uncle's current condition, the only way to save his limb was through stronger basic skills, rather than simply by using standard surgical techniques.

Damage must be assessed according to its degree and circumstances.

Fang Ziye also said that the problem wasn't with Lan Tianluo's thinking, but with his execution, so Lan Tianluo naturally stopped worrying about it.

If he continues to obsess over his basic skills while he is currently only a chief resident, his career as a chief resident will inevitably be very bumpy.

Hu Qingyuan's eyes flickered, and he asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother Lan, was my master able to advance the limb-sparing technique for severe injuries this quickly before?"

In Hu Qingyuan's current view, limb salvage surgery for severe injuries is still an extremely difficult procedure, one that he cannot lead a team to perform.

At most, one can only be a participant.

Even just learning takes me so long to accumulate knowledge, but Fang Ziye led the research and development team in less than two months. His drive is terrifying.

Thinking about it this way, it's surprising that my master, who had prepared for that spinal cord injury surgery for so long, still called off the operation halfway through.

The difference in difficulty between the two diseases is still too great.

Fang Ziye's skills have also improved. According to Lan Tianluo, Fang Ziye's theoretical level and technical proficiency are now far more refined than they were a few years ago, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he has reached the pinnacle.

"Brother Fang has not been idle for long in performing limb-saving surgery, functional reconstruction surgery, and limb transplantation."

"After the surgery here the day before yesterday, I specifically asked my senior brother Gu Yi about it. When he was at the Enshi Sanatorium, he led a team to carry out limb-sparing surgery and defect reconstruction surgery for diabetic foot, and it didn't take too long."

“Although all research projects can be called research breakthroughs, the difficulty of each breakthrough is completely different.”

Lan Tianluo slowly turned his head, refocusing his gaze on Fang Ziye, and said in a low voice, "But the bigger the storm, the more valuable the fish. If Senior Brother Fang really succeeds in advancing the spinal cord injury..."

"Even if others wanted to replicate this surgery from the past, it would probably take them a very long time."

"And during this window of time, my senior brother's fame will surely soar once again, far surpassing any previous time."

Hu Qingyuan didn't respond to Lan Tianluo's question. Instead, he asked, "Senior Brother Lan, could you give me a few more chances to suture the tendon next time?"

“Recently, I feel that my suturing skills have made some small breakthroughs, but I am not comfortable asking my master directly for the opportunity to suture during elective surgery.”

"The entry barrier for emergency tendon injury suturing is much lower than that for reconstruction surgery."

Hu Qingyuan directly asked Lan Tianluo for a chance.

Lan Tianlu frowned immediately: "No, it's only the 20s today, not February. Hu Qingyuan, your rate of progress is a bit unreasonable."

"How long have you been in clinical practice?"

Hu Qingyuan smiled and said, "Senior Brother Lan, when it comes to things like this, different paths lead to the same goal. Some of the operations and ideas in games can actually be applied to clinical operations."

"My master once said that the skill of any basic skill can provide a foundation for learning other skills."

"A chef who is extremely skilled with a knife, if he is also a surgeon with a strong talent, will progress faster than others."

"To put it another way, if a surgeon can demonstrate his knife skills with a kitchen knife, then his progress in cutting and exposing will be faster than that of someone who can't cook."

"If you understand one thing, you'll understand everything."

Lan Tianluo asked, "What is your APM when you play games?"

Lan Tianluo wasn't very interested in games; the only games he'd played were match-3 puzzles that didn't require any skill.

However, this does not mean that Lan Tianluo has no understanding of games at all; he also knows some basic terms in the gaming industry.

APM (Actions Per Minute) refers to the number of actions performed per minute.

"It's over 300. Generally, those who can reach the highest rank will have a high APM during their peak."

"The key is to see how effectively it is implemented."

"For a while, when StarCraft II first came out, I tried it out and found that my effective APM was around 300. If I continued to practice, it might be possible to improve to 340."

"But I don't actually prefer playing this game."

After explaining this, Hu Qingyuan added, "Moreover, senior brother, it was Master who gave me a secret manual. He broke down common surgical procedures into game-like operations that are easy for me to understand..."

"so……"

Lan Tianluo was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "For example?"

Hu Qingyuan said, "Find the right spots and control the casting distance."

"Take suturing for example. At its core, it's about calculating the positions of the entry and exit points and being familiar with the distance between the entry and exit points for each suture..."

Okay, this is not quite the same as the secret manual that Fang Ziye gave to Lan Tianluo.

Lan Tianlu patted Hu Qingyuan's shoulder affectionately: "You are all lucky, and I am relatively lucky too."

After Lan Tianlu finished speaking, he stood up, went to the operating table for a while, and studied Fang Ziye's surgical plan.

At Lan Tianluo's level, a surgery can be broken down into these parts.

Surgical approach, that is, how to perform this surgery and what major operational directions it is divided into.

The overall framework, including surgical details, postoperative rehabilitation, and medication...

Fang Ziye's surgical approach remained unchanged; however, his handling of the surgical details reached a level that Lan Tianluo could not achieve.

This wasn't because Lan Tianluo lacked skill, but rather because the specific and minute details of the procedure couldn't be compensated for by a more sophisticated surgical approach.

When Lan Tianluo saw this, he glanced over and noticed that Hu Qingyuan was taking notes.

The handwriting wasn't messy, but every sentence demonstrated Hu Qingyuan's learning ability: "The effectiveness of the exploratory surgery is due to the individual's skill level, which has raised the upper limit of a patient's recovery."

"The effectiveness of the standard procedure is due to the strong knowledge system of the individual, which supports the efficacy of the surgical plan and compensates for the limitations of the individual's single operational ability."

"The effectiveness of the promotion plan lies in the stronger knowledge base, the deeper understanding of the disease, the integration of theories, and the more sophisticated operational components, which, after combining some simple basic skills, achieve considerable therapeutic effects and thus complete the treatment of a certain disease."

"The effectiveness of new equipment intervention lies in the fact that these new devices replace some of the individual's basic skills and treatment plans, thereby fundamentally upholding the bottom line of certain practitioners and doctors..."

Even Lan Tianluo had to admit defeat after seeing this.

Everyone has their own area of ​​expertise; interest is interest, and talent is talent.

Lan Tianluo's talent is not bad, but his strength lies in areas other than medicine.

His success in the medical field is largely due to the mathematical knowledge he acquired earlier.

Medical studies are not his strongest suit; in fact, it is precisely because he prefers medical studies that he has achieved what he has today.

This is something you can't envy.

Perhaps Hu Qingyuan's greatest talent isn't actually playing games; it's just that he happens to play games, and he's quite good at them...

However, Hu Qingyuan's talent was not high enough to overwhelm Lan Tianluo, nor was it enough to make Lan Tianluo feel despair.

What truly made Lan Tianluo feel despair and that the thing was out of reach was the beast who was 'performing' on the operating table.

As a gifted surgeon, the idea of ​​'killing predecessors to prove one's path' was ultimately a fantasy hidden deep within his heart.

Even more so, the path to the rise of a surgical team lies in the act of killing one's master to prove one's own superiority.

Lan Tianlu felt that in another six or seven years, his master Yuan Weihong and Professor Deng Yong would eventually pass away after him.

But this senior brother of mine.

Even if I had another sixteen or seventeen years, I probably still wouldn't be able to reach Fang Ziye's current level.

Moreover, when I was sixteen or seventeen years old, Fang Ziye was also sixteen or seventeen years old. At that time, Fang Ziye was not yet fifty and was still at the peak of his surgical career...

The more Lan Tianluo thought about it, the more terrifying Fang Ziye's talent seemed.

Of course, I was fortunate to have someone accompany me all the way.

However, why did Hu Qingyuan add the last point?

Lan Tianluo received an urgent consultation call. After a quick connection, Lan Tianluo replied that he would be happy to help, and then said to Fang Ziye, "Senior brother, there's a minor injury coming in. I'll take Qingyuan over there."

"Okay!" Fang Ziye was focused on the surgery. After clarifying that Lan Tianluo's words would not disrupt the rhythm of the surgery, he did not pay any attention to them.

Hu Qingyuan put away his notebook and followed behind Lan Tianluo.

Lan Tianluo asked, "Qingyuan, were the things you just wrote down all your own experiences, or did you hear them from others?"

Hu Qingyuan didn't hide the fact that he was taking notes from anyone else, so he wasn't afraid of being laughed at.

Hu Qingyuan nodded: "A bad pen can't beat a good memory. Write down your thoughts and insights, and they may become the outline of inspiration in the future."

"I just jotted them down randomly. Some I copied into a big notebook, and some I just lost."

Lan Tianluo didn't stop walking and continued to ask, "Then how do you interpret the sentence you wrote, 'The development of new medical equipment is actually raising the baseline of a doctor's skills'?"

"That's easy to understand, Senior Brother Lan."

"Electrocardiograms, the principle is complicated, right? But now, with an electrocardiogram machine, after the nurse operates it, we can immediately understand the heart's electrical potential and rhythm status."

"For example, limb transplantation used to be considered almost impossible, but now, with the intervention of a microcirculation device, a relatively experienced orthopedic surgeon can make preliminary preparations for limb transplantation."

“A skilled hand surgeon can perform limb replantation surgery and drag the finger into the operating room to perform finger replantation.”

"The treatment of bone tumors originally had certain entry barriers, but with the intervention of microcirculation transection, many prefecture-level hospitals will be able to increase the treatment effect by several times or even dozens of times in the future by increasing the concentration of chemotherapy drugs."

"The fact that tuberculosis treatment has become routine is not because doctors' skills have improved, but because the tuberculosis chemotherapy regimen has become standardized. Even doctors in township hospitals can cure tuberculosis patients by following the standard combination chemotherapy regimen."

"To do something well, you must first have the right tools." Under Fang Ziye's tutelage, Hu Qingyuan gradually developed his own ideas.

This kind of thinking is not the kind of unrealistic, wishful thinking.

"Hmm, that's good, Qingyuan. I have high hopes for you." Lan Tianlu sighed. He now even had the feeling of a senior looking at a junior.

"..."

12:40.

Fang Ziye arrived at the operating room door and took off his mask: "Master, Master's wife, the surgery is over, now we just need to wait for the stitches."

"It should be ready in about an hour."

"Surgery would be somewhat tricky, and the prognosis might be slightly worse than for patients with typical destructive injuries..."

"Ziye, you've worked hard. Go and eat. It's almost one o'clock," his teacher's wife said hurriedly.

Fang Ziye replied, "Teacher's wife, it's nothing. I have to go next door to perform a surgery. I've been waiting for quite a while."

Have you and your master eaten?

To make the surgery more precise, Fang Ziye spent more time on his teacher's wife and father's surgeries.

I had originally planned to have a meal after the surgery before starting my business, but I can't find the time now.

However, missing a meal occasionally won't kill a person.

It won't affect his condition too much, since Fang Ziye had already eaten a full breakfast.

Fang Ziye left as soon as he finished speaking, not giving his master and mistress any time to agonize over the matter.

The teacher's wife glanced at Yuan Weihong, sighed silently, and said nothing more.

Fang Ziye was Yuan Weihong's student, and given this complicated situation, it was impossible for Fang Ziye not to be careful. As Fang Ziye visited her home more often, she became less reserved...

Time flew by, and it was already 5:35 PM.

After finishing the core procedures, Fang Ziye carefully reviewed the surgical details and then immediately went to eat.

Although I won't starve if I skip a meal, my stomach still can't take it.

Hu Qingyuan had already ordered takeout for Fang Ziye. He followed Fang Ziye downstairs and offered, "Master, let me drive you there..."

After Fang Ziye's surgery, he still had to go to people's homes to ask for help.

Although Hu Qingyuan had been told in advance by Lan Tianluo that it was best not to go with Fang Ziye in the afternoon.

Fang Ziye is Hu Qingyuan's teacher, and teachers are expected to maintain a certain level of face in front of their students.

It's best if he doesn't witness Fang Ziye going to ask for favors.

However, Hu Qingyuan had his own ideas, so even after Lan Tianlu specifically pointed it out, he brought it up himself.

"Alright!" Fang Ziye wasn't sure what Liao Jia was thinking either.

Liao Jia would certainly be willing to help temporarily, but Fang Ziye's purpose in going there this time was not just to have Liao Jia help temporarily.

Despite her temper tantrums, Liao Jia's abilities are undeniable.

If Liao Jia hadn't left this time, the progress of his clinical research might not have been so slow.

Animal testing is a science. Although Fang Ziye understands basic animal testing, he has also led a team to develop an animal testing model.

However, there are many sub-categories within this, and Fang Ziye cannot be completely accommodating.

Successfully building common surgical clinical models requires certain expertise, and Fang Ziye's skill panel doesn't have any specific skill items for this!
Liao Jia's 'skills' are not the common kind, but rather new technologies that incorporate his years of understanding.

"The braised pork trotter rice is pretty good." Halfway there, Fang Ziye, having eaten and drunk his fill, burped and enjoyed the happiness of being full, and remarked. "Master, this is the fastest delivery place. I thought it tasted pretty good, so I ordered it for you. It's not the kind with strong flavors."

"Besides, I'm also worried that you might eat too much and then not have any room to eat later." Hu Qingyuan was intentionally preparing for Fang Ziye to drink with him later.

In today's pharmaceutical industry, money is easy to come by, but talent is hard to find.

Hu Qingyuan understands Liao Jia.

Arrogant free spirits like this, if they lack ability, are just foolish; if they have ability, they are truly impressive.
Everyone with ability has their own temper, and Fang Ziye is no exception.

If other professors can be compatible with Fang Ziye in all aspects, then Fang Ziye must also be compatible when dealing with other talents.

This is what inheritance means; this is Hu Qingyuan's own understanding...

Liao Jia recently returned from a trip abroad and has not yet started working. He is currently making arrangements to go home for the Chinese New Year and settle down in Wuhan.

After Fang Ziye and Hu Qingyuan knocked on the door with gifts, a woman's voice came from inside: "Liao Jia, someone is knocking."

"Go and see if they're here to see you again."

Liao Jiamao's irritable voice came through: "Who is it? Can't a person get some rest this late at night...?"

"I said I won't sign the contract yet."

Liao Jia opened the door. He was cooking, wearing an apron, and was wiping the water off his hands with a tissue.

After recognizing Fang Ziye and Hu Qingyuan, Liao Jia said meaningfully, "I thought Professor Fang was too busy to handle this!"

Perhaps hearing that someone was visiting, the woman also rushed out from inside the house.

Just then, they arrived in the living room. Turning around, they said, "Why don't you invite Professor Fang and the others in? What's the point of them standing at the door?"

After Liao Jia stepped aside, she went back to the kitchen and took off her apron!

Then, after thinking for a moment, he simply packed up all the dishes prepared in the kitchen: "Wang Si, pour Professor Fang a cup of tea first, we'll go out to eat later."

"This is Professor Fang Ziye, whom I told you about."

"Hello, sister-in-law. This is my student, Hu Qingyuan."

"Where should we put this?" Fang Ziye asked with a smile.

The woman standing opposite me was of indeterminate age; she had a baby face and looked to be around twenty years old.

According to Fang Ziye, Wang Si should be the same age as Liao Jia, around thirty-three or thirty-four years old, but he looks younger.

"Thank you, Professor Fang, for bringing gifts. Please give me your things; I'll put them inside."

"To avoid making a mistake and giving back too much to someone else," Wang Si cleverly led Fang Ziye and Hu Qingyuan to the study.

It's unclear whether the two of them rented or bought the house, but it was very spacious, a newly built large apartment.

It's over 300 square meters, with six bedrooms and two living rooms, and the study is still quite spacious.

After Fang Ziye and Hu Qingyuan followed Wang Sijin to the study, they found that there was nothing else in the study except for the books.

After Wang Si first set up the samples in an open space, he said, "Professor Fang, Xiao Hu, thank you for carrying the things over. Now that we're here, I won't stand on ceremony with you."

"I'll go out and prepare some tea for you."

Wang Si's interpersonal skills are far more sophisticated than his age suggests. He is polite but not distant, and he handles situations with great finesse.

……

When Fang Ziye and Hu Qingyuan came out of the study, Liao Jia had already packed up the prepared dishes and put them in the three-door refrigerator. He then spoke to Wang Sizai, "Shall we go for hot pot later?"

"Professor Fang prefers spicy food."

Wang Sidao said, "Sure, I haven't had hot pot with mutton in a long time, but I don't know what the quality of the mutton is like."

"Professor Fang doesn't mind, does he?"

“Professor Fang, you brought your students here to sit down. Liao Jia always says that you are his teacher, friend and brother, so I haven’t treated you as a special guest.”

As Wang Si arranged the tea set, her technique was surprisingly skillful, suggesting she possessed some martial arts skills: "Moreover, after reading some of Professor Fang's papers, I have long admired Professor Fang."

"I just got back and haven't settled things yet, so I haven't had a chance to visit you."

Wang Si's maturity in dealing with people is even greater than Wu Xuanqi's; she has an excellent grasp of the proper measure and scale.

Even after Wang Si said that, Fang Ziye was somewhat tempted, wondering if Liao Jia was deliberately leaving him a way out, just waiting for Fang Ziye to give him a way out.

Of course, after careful consideration, Fang Ziye gave up on this idea: "Sister-in-law, I felt that you and Brother Liao had just returned and still had some things to take care of, so it was inconvenient to bother you."

"Otherwise, I would have come to visit long ago..."

Liao Jia interrupted, "If we all talk like this, we can be polite for five hours tonight."

"Fang Ziye, Hu Qingyuan, Fang Ziye's student."

"Wang Si, my wife, your sister-in-law. She's already been admitted to Huazhong Union Hospital." Liao Jia briefly introduced himself.

He then said directly, "Professor Fang, just tell me what you need. We can go eat after you're done."

"Whether we agree or not won't affect our dinner together, it's already this late."

Liao Jia was very direct. He and Fang Ziye were already familiar with each other, so there was no need for the formalities they had when they first met.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye thought for a moment before saying, "Brother Liao, then I'll get straight to the point."

"The first thing I'm asking for your help with is that I recently admitted a patient with limb dysfunction caused by spinal cord injury. I plan to perform functional reconstruction surgery on him. He had an incision done before, and then it was stitched up again..."

"So I hope you can help me transfer this patient's condition to the rabbits exactly as it is, so I can prepare for a few surgeries in advance."

"My second wish is to make spinal cord injury functional reconstruction a routine surgery, so I hope Professor Liao can lend a hand."

Fang Ziye stopped trying to hide it and directly explained his purpose.

Liao Jia leaned back and naturally crossed his legs, but Wang Si only glanced at him and said, "What kind of move is that?"

"Don't always do things two-faced, and keep guessing..."

"You always complain to me that Professor Fang is inhuman, but he didn't even come to see you when you came back. Now that you've come, you're giving others the cold shoulder."

"Your feelings for me are written all over your face?"

"You're a grown adult now, if you have something on your mind, say it; if you have something to say, say it..."

Liao Jia abruptly put his foot down and looked at his wife: "Why did you sell out my secrets?"

Wang Si said, "You think the same way whether we sell or not."

"You're not a forty or fifty-year-old, and it's not an era when travel is inconvenient, so why pretend to be a hermit?"

"Whether it's a contract or a collaboration, you always want to do something."

"Don't keep others in suspense either."

"What era are we living in now? Do we still need to resort to pushing and shoving? You'll regret it."

Wang Si is a very opinionated person.

"If you have anything to say, just tell Professor Fang." Wang Si, in the middle, actually became the mediator between Fang Ziye and Liao Jia.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye was overjoyed.

It turns out that it wasn't just her own guess; it turns out that she wasn't that bad after all. So Liao Jia never thought that her team was something that could be found easily.

"I finally have a chance to put on an act, why do you have to take off my mask?" Liao Jia sighed.

After Wang Si said that, he found himself in a relatively passive position.

"There are plenty of opportunities to show off. Haven't you shown off enough in front of others?"

"How many times did Wu Xuanqi come? And how many times did Nie Mingxian call you?"

Wang Si continued, "Professor Fang, friendship is friendship, cooperation is cooperation, and work is work. Professor Fang wouldn't have come unprepared, would he..."

Wang Si's move put Fang Ziye in a passive position once again.

She was a woman who knew how to seize opportunities; she found the moment when Fang Ziye was least on guard.

Fang Ziye never expected Liao Jia to join Zhongnan Hospital, but Wang Si took advantage of the situation and stabbed him in the back.

Fang Ziye was a little nervous. He looked at Wang Si, then at Liao Jia, and said, "I really wasn't prepared, Brother Liao, Sister-in-law."

"Actually, I came here only to invite Brother Liao, not to ask him to join our hospital. I'm not from the personnel department..."

"Furthermore, I think a sanatorium would be a better place for Brother Liao, so I don't recommend that he directly join a teaching hospital."

"Currently, the sanatorium also has plans to cooperate with teaching hospitals. Liao Ge has more freedom to develop in the sanatorium, and his prospects in all aspects are also broader."

"So, if we're going to talk about terms, Brother Liao should go directly to the sanatorium. I'm not in a position to do that..."

"If Brother Liao has any thoughts, I can pass them on to the sanatorium."

Since Fang Ziye was unprepared, he didn't make any moves and directly shared his deepest thoughts with Liao Jia.

Having someone as talented as Liao Jia join Zhongnan Hospital would only be a hindrance to him, as many people would seek to collaborate with him in the future.

Liao Jia is different from me; she doesn't have a sect to back her up, so it won't be easy for her to refuse him when the time comes.

Moreover, after Liao Jia joined the sanatorium, she and Fang Ziye no longer had a superior-subordinate relationship; they had always had an equal cooperative relationship, which gave her more freedom.

Fang Ziye was unwilling to restrict Liao Jia. Unlike Lan Tianluo and Jie Han, Liao Jia was not his fellow disciple, and restricting him would make him feel uncomfortable.

Wang Si and Liao Jia exchanged a glance, and then Wang Si laughed: "I told you, someone like Professor Fang would definitely treat you as his best partner, not as a superior or subordinate."

"You see..."

“Then there’s nothing to worry about. Let’s go eat first.” Wang Si’s thinking was very sharp.

Fang Ziye didn't come here to poach people, so there's no need to dwell on it.

At the same time, Wang Si also told Fang Ziye about Liao Jia's decision.

"..."

Four people, all in one car, with Hu Qingyuan as the driver.

After starting the car, Liao Jia asked, "How is my wife, Professor Fang?"

Wang Si rolled her eyes at Liao Jia.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye took a deep breath: "My sister-in-law's skill level is much higher than ours!"

After hearing this, Wang Si said, "Professor Fang, you don't need to worry so much. There's no such thing as different levels. If you treat people with sincerity, they will treat you with sincerity in return."

"Treat others with courtesy, and they will treat you with courtesy in return."

"You can speak human language to human beings and ghost language to ghosts. You seem incredibly clever and can smile when you meet someone. Smart people can learn this skill, but they often don't have deep social connections."

"The more this happens, the fewer close friends I have around me."

“When Liao Jia came to visit me from abroad, I told him off. He was just throwing a tantrum. He looks old, but he's far from mature…”

Liao Jia remained silent.

Fang Ziye also remained silent.

Fang Ziye wasn't sure if Liao Jia was mature or not. In some ways, he was very calm, while in others, he was quite naive.

It may seem like they're toying with people, but in reality, they're just toying with themselves.

Those who are devoid of desire will inevitably find a way to become insane.

No matter how carefree Liao Jia may seem, he still has some regrets. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so uninterested in relationships, acting like a completely different person.

After a few minutes of silence, Fang Ziye said, "Brother Liao is so lucky to have met a partner like you, sister-in-law. He's sure to be very happy in this life."

Wang Size said, "Actually, no woman likes to train another man to grow."

"But then again, a man can't grow without being trained, but in the process of training, no one can choose the most correct path."

"So feelings are real when they arise, and they are real when they break down."

"Perhaps that's its charm. The more you know, the more perceptive you become. And once you become perceptive, you're bound to be scheming. And once scheming takes hold, you're no longer pure..."

"But a pure and genuine heart is prone to going astray..."

Upon hearing Wang Si's words, Fang Ziye and Hu Qingyuan were stunned once again.

Well, Wang Si's level is even more terrifying than Liao Jia's before. Liao Jia probably couldn't handle a woman of this caliber.

These two got together?
However, Wang Si was more astute than Fang Ziye had imagined: "Discussing these matters is meaningless; these are philosophical questions."

"Let's stick to the point. Professor Fang, you can say what you want to discuss with Liao Jia now. It's almost Chinese New Year, and we'll be visiting his parents in a few days, so we won't have this free time then..."

"I don't know much about what you want to discuss, but I know it's not something that can be figured out in a short time, so let's save some time."

"Simplify the complex and make our lives simpler." Wang Si's every gesture reflects her understanding of the world.

This is not just about wisdom, but also about one's level of understanding and approach to life.

Fang Ziye didn't have time to think too much before saying, "Brother Liao, it's like this, the spinal cord resection syndrome we encountered this time involved a lumbar vertebral section..." (End of Chapter)