top student at medical school

Liao Jia narrowed her eyes, her tone enigmatic: "How did you find out?"

"I don't think I've ever mentioned it before."

Liao Jia has a special ability: he can almost completely replicate the 'pathological state' of a patient in an animal!
This replication differs from the construction of models for the same disease.

If we compare different diseases to different groups of people in different provinces, then even different children in the same village can fall into different categories.

Some are fat, some are thin, and some are tall...

Ordinary researchers are like parents; they can only have one child, but they can't know the child's personality.

This is equivalent to ordinary animal testing personnel, who can at most create disease types, but cannot make the diseases specific.

Liao Jia is the kind of person who can replicate genes.

Fang Ziye said, "Of course I found it with my own eyes. Don't worry about how I found it. You have to help me out. Even if we don't cooperate anymore, I'm asking you for help in my own name today."

"Wait a minute!" Before Liao Jia could even reply after Fang Ziye finished speaking, Wang Sixian reached out and interrupted him.

"Professor Fang, what did you just say?"

Did I not understand, or did I misunderstand?

Wang Si looked at Liao Jia with deep, penetrating eyes that seemed to pierce through Liao Jia.

Replicating the clinical condition of patients into animal models may not sound like a big deal.

This concept is quite popular right now, for example, in 3D printing.

But 3D printing is 3D printing, not copying.

Although Hu Qingyuan, who was knowledgeable in the field, wasn't quite clear on what this ability represented, he still pressed the brake a little harder at this moment.

Fang Ziye was wearing a seatbelt and didn't feel much.

Liao Jia and Wang Si leaned forward half a body length in a 'defensive' manner.

Liao Jia said, "Let's talk about it when we get there, for safety reasons."

"This young man."

Fang Ziye said, "This has nothing to do with Hu Qingyuan's age; it's just that your abilities are a bit exaggerated."

"It took me a long time to think about it and reflect on it before I could understand it."

How terrifying is Liao Jia?
The standard animal model of damage was completed in a week.

Many clinical teams can't get results even after several months or half a year...

Fang Ziye didn't think much of it at the time, just that Liao Jia was talented. But after reflecting on it and starting to use it himself, Fang Ziye realized that Liao Jia was ridiculously good.

Speechless all the way.

Liao Jia opened the door after the car had come to a complete stop in the parking lot next to the riverbank and said, "I found this place online. I can't guarantee the taste is authentic, but the reviews are okay."

Wang Si no longer cared whether the hot pot tasted authentic or not, and immediately asked, "Liao Jia, can you really replicate the patient's current condition 100% in the animal model, just like Professor Fang said?"

Wang Si spoke in an exaggerated tone, gesturing wildly with his hands.

Liao Jia shook his head: "How could you have said the word '100%'? Where in this world is there any such thing as 100%? Isn't that just pure deception?"

"At most, it's ninety percent."

Wang Si then began to digest Liao Jia's terrifying abilities.

After being separated for many years, she found herself understanding her man less and less.

Wang Si believed that the boldness of her youth would be her last dream.

Wang Si often thought that it was just a ridiculous dream, and that she could get out of it quickly after going abroad. But after trying, Wang Si realized that she had overestimated herself...

This complex feeling persisted until Liao Jia suddenly appeared in front of her, at which point she could no longer suppress it...

There weren't many people eating hot pot in Han City, but the restaurant was almost full.

After Fang Ziye and his group arrived at their seats, they found a table and ordered three catties of meat. They didn't need to order the hot pot base.

After quickly ordering, Fang Ziye and the others sat facing each other. Fang Ziye said, "Brother Liao, since you didn't refuse, I'll take that as a yes."

"Reconstruction techniques are the core focus of my development in the next few years. Functional reconstruction and rehabilitation of spinal cord injuries is the most important step for me to move forward."

"I hope you won't refuse my invitation because of what happened before."

Upon hearing this, Liao Jia glanced at Wang Si.

Finally, he let out a long sigh and said helplessly, "Fang Ziye, do you know that you've spoiled my taste?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye was speechless, then fell silent, and then laughed, his mood instantly improving.

As the saying goes, it's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

After accompanying Fang Ziye on two major research projects, how could Liao Jia possibly become interested in ordinary research projects?
No matter how much he pretended not to care, he had already made his decision in his heart.

Wang Si also chose to be a silent listener at this moment. She was very curious about how Fang Ziye and Liao Jia would discuss the topic.

Fang Ziye didn't remain silent for long. After about half a minute, he folded his coat and said, "Brother Liao, the reason I chose the first lumbar vertebra is because it is the last section of the spinal cord."

"It's relatively easy to get started. This patient's condition is roughly as follows..."

After Fang Ziye finished his introduction, Hu Qingyuan immediately said, "Teacher Liao, I have already organized the medical records. If you need them, I can send them to you at any time."

Hu Qingyuan has his own learning methods. He has already blurred the key information in his learning materials and put them into his learning case database.

This was not a challenge for him, given his near-photographic memory.

"Send it over. Professor Fang is fishing like this, I'm almost a fish on the clam. Send it over, I'll take a look and then we'll talk."

"The model has been established. What are your plans for subsequent treatment?" Liao Jia asked.

Wang Si silently nodded: That's it?

"I originally planned to do it through a transposition procedure, but after I opened the patient's abdomen a few days ago and examined it, I had a new idea."

"I want to try using microcurrents to see if I can awaken some of the 'resting' pathways and restore some nerve function."

“Therefore, I may need to use intraoperative microcurrent to directly insert into the patient’s spinal cord area…” Fang Ziye said.

"Um...cough cough cough..." Wang Si, who was trying to drink water to cover up her curiosity, choked.

Who are these two people? Are they human or ghosts?
A person claims he can directly transfer a patient's condition into an animal and create a model.

Another person claimed that he would use a puncture to insert a needle into the patient's spinal cord to perform microcurrent stimulation.

"Can you two be normal for once?" Even Wang Si, who always thought of himself as a genius, touched his chest after coughing and kindly reminded him.

"Wang Si, isn't this quite normal? I already prepared you mentally beforehand. You have to see him as a non-human being."

“If you only see Professor Fang as an ordinary human being, then you have already lost from the very beginning.”

"Seriously, the guy I met is much more capable than you can imagine."

"To borrow a popular saying on the internet, if you don't study surgery, you'll see it like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky. But if you study surgery, you'll find yourself like a grain of sand floating in the blue sky."

"This statement applies not only to you, but also to me, to Nie Mingxian and Wu Xuanqi, and even to their teachers."

“In terms of surgical techniques alone, if Fang Ziye can’t do it, I doubt you can find anyone in the whole world who can,” Liao Jia said, becoming worldly-wise.

Fang Ziye coughed and said, "That's a bit too much, Brother Liao."

"If you were talking about orthopedics, that would be more accurate."

Fang Ziye acted rather cautiously, trying to appear sophisticated.

Looking at his own panel, he realized that if he couldn't perform an orthopedic procedure, it would be extremely difficult for others to do it, unless it was in a field he wasn't good at.

"See? He himself has admitted it so frankly."

"I'm not just bragging, am I..." Liao Jia replied.

Wang Si's gaze grew serious; she finally understood why Liao Jia was so reluctant to part with her and why he couldn't shake her thoughts.

Doing scientific research can be addictive, and teamwork can also become a habit.

If you're used to having skilled teammates, you'll find it very difficult to play with newbies.

If you're a newbie and your teammates are all pros, you can win easily. But when you go to solo queue, you'll find yourself being tortured to the point of madness...

Wang Si nodded: "So, the CAA paper you published was basically built by Professor Fang alone, and you guys were just the ones who arranged the plagiarism?"

Liao Jia, as the co-first author, has made sufficient contributions.

Therefore, Liao Jia received a notification in his email after the article was published.

Wang Si is, after all, a medical professional. How could he not know the value of CAA's "first" clinical trial article?
Wang Si thought that Liao Jia might have been too modest before, and didn't want to belittle her teammates, so she was being polite to her and saying that her teammates were even more capable.

Liao Jia nodded: "Mostly, yes, but we can't say we made no contribution at all!"

"Actually, after microcirculation resection surgery using a microcirculation device, there are even more challenging problems to address!~"

"Professor Fang hasn't released it yet, but it will be used in clinical practice soon."

"At that time, the entire bone tumor community will be completely blown up."

"At that time, there will be a celebration in the interventional radiology and bone tumor fields, but who will have the last laugh is currently unknown."

"Once tumors of the limbs can be treated with minimally invasive techniques, then comprehensive oncology centers that integrate interventional radiology and oncology will undergo a tremendous transformation."

"This is in a clinical trial."

"In basic scientific research, Fang Ziye has also made significant contributions, and Professor Fang has a trump card up his sleeve..."

“Wang Si, it’s not that I intentionally wanted to bring you back to China, but the teams you introduced to me abroad are indeed very excellent.”

"But compared to Professor Fang, he is still somewhat inferior." Liao Jia took the opportunity to explain Wang Si's background to Fang Ziye.

I brought her back myself; I had considered finding a job abroad.

Wang Si fell silent again.

Because he noticed that after Liao Jia finished speaking, Fang Ziye didn't stand on ceremony anymore, and Hu Qingyuan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the matter.

Only she felt that the three young people in front of her were crazy, one of whom was her husband whom she had married in a whirlwind romance.

Has Liao Jia really gone mad?

Obviously not, his mental state is not a major problem.

That is, Fang Ziye's abilities are truly in a class of their own.

But? Fang Ziye is this age...

But what about Fang Ziye? At his age, he keeps talking about groundbreaking treatments for bone tumors that have reversed the traditional treatment model for bone tumors.

Now, with the focus shifting towards functional reconstruction surgery for spinal cord injuries, Liao Jia doesn't find it exaggerated.

This demonstrates that Fang Ziye's foundation and accumulated experience are sufficient to allow him to naturally take this step forward.

If an ordinary person you just meet says he wants a monthly salary of one million, you'd think he's crazy.

But if he tells you that he currently earns 800,000 a month and is eyeing a million a month, you'll think, oh, that's possible.

Maybe next month I'll be earning a million-dollar monthly salary...

This is what accumulation is all about.

Fang Ziye and Liao Jia did not discuss in detail how to replicate the model, because this model does not require the reconstruction of a vascular model as in bone tumor treatment.

Liao Jia only needs to roughly replicate the patient's basic condition onto the rabbit. Once that step is achieved, there is no need to monitor any system in the rabbit on the animal model.

Therefore, Fang Ziye and Liao Jia did not discuss the research topic again during the meal.

On the contrary, Wang Si's conversation eventually brought Hu Qingyuan to life.

Hu Qingyuan said, "Sister Si, I think the meaning of the word 'relationship' depends on how you look at it."

"The word 'feeling' in 'emotion' originates from oneself, while 'love' extends to others."

"One out, one in".

"If, as you say, one is too worldly and deliberately seeks to curry favor to build relationships, then those relationships are not feelings, but connections and acquaintances."

"Acquaintances can develop over time, allowing one person to actively express their feelings for the other."

"But once feelings develop, they don't simply evolve into a simple acquaintance."

"Generally speaking, if after a breakup, people become enemies because of love, then what they initially had was not affection, but passion."

"Passion, in essence, is something that is ignited by a certain factor at a particular moment..."

"So I think that feelings have always been pure. If anyone thinks that feelings are not pure, then they definitely haven't distinguished between feelings, sensations, and passion."

"Of all the waters in the world, I only drink from one." This is focus.

"There are still beauties who are unparalleled in beauty, and pleasing to the eye are all lovely women. This is just preference, not a proactive sign of true affection. True affection is something you feel for a certain thing or a certain person during a certain period of time, a longing that you can't forget..."

Liao Jia knew that Hu Qingyuan had once gone into seclusion, but she never expected that Hu Qingyuan would start talking to his wife about such metaphysical things.

It seems I've never been able to talk to my wife, who is such a perceptive person.

“You’re interpreting passion and emotion literally. It’s not that simple in essence,” Wang Sidao said.

Hu Qingyuan countered, "Sister Si, if it's not that simple in essence, then why are there so many compound words for the character '情' (qing, meaning love/affection)?"

"Can't the word 'love' encompass everything?"

"Love is not defined by lifelong commitment, nor does it mean that a period of obsession means it is no longer love, nor does changing one's mind mean that there was no love at all."

"But once it is produced, it must be pure."

"It's not simply a matter of relying on hormones..."

Wang Si felt that Hu Qingyuan had some interesting points: "Then what do you think love means?"

Hu Qingyuan immediately said, "The original character for 'love' was composed of two parts: 'owe' and 'heart.' The character for 'love' that we use now is just a derivative."

"When the character 'love' was first formed, the ancients had already described it completely."

"And what about hatred?" Wang Si continued to press.

Hu Qingyuan replied naturally, "The original meaning of hatred is anger, anger in the heart. In fact, the absence of the emotion of hatred is just an extension of anger."

"Then..." Wang Si wanted to continue asking.

Liao Jia interrupted, "What are you doing? Discussing philosophical ideas?" "We're going back after we've eaten!"

Hu Qingyuan did not answer, but just gave Fang Ziye a half-smile!
……

On return trip.

The designated driver was driving in front, while Fang Ziye and Hu Qingyuan sat in the back seat.

Fang Ziye looked at Hu Qingyuan but didn't say anything.

Hu Qingyuan, feeling stared at, could no longer feign profundity: "Master, it's quite a coincidence."

"Do you remember when I told you about the retreat I attended?"

Fang Ziye nodded, his eyes flashing: "I not only remember you saying you went to the monastic class, but I also remember you saying that your educational background was the lowest there."

"Could it be that this Sister Wang Si is also...?"

Hu Qingyuan nodded: "Yes, I met Sister Wang Si before. We just weren't very familiar with each other back then."

“Master, as you know, it’s natural for a retreat group to form a group. I’m not very active in the group.”

“Sister Wang Si is one of the more active members of the group. Some time ago, Sister Wang Si said in the group that she had gotten married in a flash and was going back to China. I actually had a feeling that something was wrong.”

"It just so happens that we had a whirlwind marriage, that we were in the UK, and that we were going to settle in Wuhan. With all these factors combined, there shouldn't be that many coincidences in the world."

"Of course, I was just guessing before—"

"I volunteered to come with you today, Master, because I wanted to confirm this matter."

Fang Ziye suddenly realized, and after stroking his chin, he asked, "What are the enrollment requirements for this retreat class you're attending?"

"Is it true that you need a certain level of intelligence to get in, or is it based on your first degree?"

Hu Qingyuan replied, "Actually, it's very simple. You just need to memorize the full text of a few scriptures."

Fang Ziye quickly cupped his hands in farewell and said, "Farewell!"

It really does limit intelligence; the higher a person's intelligence, the more they will ponder the metaphysical aspects of this world.

After reaching a certain level in their career, people generally start to consider the essence of things.

For example, Chen Guofeng, the director of emergency surgery and chief physician of hepatobiliary surgery, is similar to Hu Qingyuan and others.

Fang Ziye is now subtly moving in that direction, but he doesn't force himself to figure it out.

Intelligence is what it is; there's no need to force it.

This was Hu Qingyuan's own opportunity and secret, and Fang Ziye did not pursue the matter further.

Just then, Fang Ziye's phone rang.

Fang Ziye smiled and said, "Master..."

"Hey, I heard from Tianluo that you went to ask someone for help for the patients in your department?"

"What was the result?" Yuan Weihong asked with concern.

Fang Ziye said, "Tianluo is indeed your informant, Master. The result is acceptable; Brother Liao Jia has agreed."

“However, Master, I need to tell you something. I actually had the opportunity to persuade Liao Jia to join our Zhongnan Hospital, but I didn’t choose to do so.”

"My suggestion is that he will have better opportunities in a sanatorium in the future, as our hospital is not suitable for him."

Fang Ziye's sudden report stunned Yuan Weihong: "Ziye, are you confused... Why didn't you report such a big thing to us?"

Fang Ziye immediately explained, "Master, Professor Liao Jia's cooperative relationship with us is established. No matter where he is, we can cooperate together."

"But Professor Liao Jia has no connections at Zhongnan Hospital. If he joins our hospital, how will he refuse collaboration invitations from other professors?"

"Do you and Teacher Deng have that much power to protect another person?"

"not at all."

“Of course, Master, if I step in, I can shield Professor Liao Jia from some of the trouble, but then our relationship will be one of superiority and inferiority.”

“At least in the time we’ve spent together, I’ve been the one being tolerant of him, which makes him uncomfortable…”

"A gentleman's friendship is as pure as water. The current cooperation model is quite good. There are no conflicts of interest and no subordinate relationship."

"As modern society develops, cooperation models and friendships also change," Fang Ziye reported to Yuan Weihong.

There are two purposes. The first is to show my mentor how I am learning to think about problems as a ward director.

The second point is that, as the leader of the team, I am thinking about how to get along with other teams and how to get along with other outstanding core members.

This is his own worldview, which may not be compatible with Yuan Weihong's, but it has its own logic.

Yuan Weihong remained silent for a while before replying, "Ziye, you've grown up. Congratulations!"

"From a long-term perspective, it would be more beneficial for your team's growth if Professor Liao Jia did not join our hospital."

"But from a short-term perspective, it would be more beneficial for our orthopedics department if Professor Liao Jia could join our Zhongnan Hospital."

Fang Ziye interrupted, "Master, I can only represent a part of orthopedics, and I can never represent the entire orthopedics department."

"I am part of the orthopedics team, so I can only be selfish first, and then I can contribute."

"First be selfish, then you can produce results...?" Yuan Weihong pondered this sentence and took a deep breath.

"That's a very insightful statement."

"If you hadn't brought it up, you wouldn't have. I called mainly to thank you."

"I was planning to treat you to dinner, but you slipped away again."

“My dad is recovering very well. He is fully conscious now, and his sensory function in his lower limbs has been restored. He can even lift his big toe now.”

"Ziye, your kung fu is so good, even your master has to sincerely praise you..."

Fang Ziye replied, "Master, I am very happy that you can approve of me. More importantly, I hope my uncle is satisfied so that he can walk smoothly in the future."

"His walking, sitting, and lying down are the greatest affirmation of my skills."

“Master, now I can finally give you and your wife a very certain answer: Uncle’s legs have been saved.”

"There won't be any more surprises."

Yuan Weihong's voice suddenly turned low: "Ziye, thank you. My father-in-law is very good to me. You could say he's my second father."

"Although it may be a bit disrespectful to my own father to say this, it is the truth. No matter what kind of father-in-law others have experienced, my personal experience is correct."

Fang Ziye was very happy: "Master, we're being too polite with each other, so let's just say that."

"I will do my best within my capabilities, even if my uncle isn't my uncle. I will still do my best..."

"Unless I haven't encountered it."

Yuan Weihong let out a long sigh of relief and said something profound: "Ziye, the technique of salvaging limbs by destroying injuries is derived from the technique of salvaging limbs."

"Extensive functional reconstruction techniques, which evolved from tendon and nerve transposition techniques in hand surgery, all have precedents to follow."

"The miniature circulation device is an improvement on the whole-body extracorporeal circulation device."

"Microcirculation transection technique is derived from high-level limb amputation..."

"While these breakthroughs are significant enough, they all have a foundation built upon prior work. What you're doing now..."

"Don't blame other teachers for not wanting to help you; it's because they lack basic knowledge and understanding of the fundamentals."

Fang Ziye felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing this.

My master keeps himself in his heart, not just saying "I am your student" all the time. So I replied, "Master, who says there is no foundation for the treatment of spinal cord injuries?"

"It has it, but the underlying basis is not as deep as that of the previous diseases."

"I've come up with a pretty good solution."

"Although it's just a prototype right now, if we can achieve something from scratch, we definitely have the opportunity to truly create something from nothing..."

“Master, I can tell you with great confidence.”

"Fang Ziye will take off again at the end of the Year of the Dragon, and we should still have good output in the Year of the Snake."

"So confident?" Yuan Weihong was taken aback.

"Correct!"

Fang Ziye agreed: "Master, the confidence I'm talking about isn't blind, but rather based on some underlying principles. It's a conclusion drawn from my flexible thinking."

"More mature than before."

"It's not the kind of 'disguised palliative surgery' that abandons potential in order to solve a problem."

Many surgical treatments are actually palliative.

For example, in cases of trigeminal neuralgia, they might simply dissolve the trigeminal nerve...

In fact, there has long been a way to treat limb injuries, namely amputation.

Amputation is for treatment, but amputation is a palliative surgery. Only limb-saving surgery that saves a limb from severe damage is the complete cure.

"..."

After the driver parked the car, Fang Ziye said, "Thank you, sir. I've already paid the fare through the app. Thank you for your hard work."

"It's nothing, boss. It's our job. This is what we do for a living. Thank you for the order."

"If you need my services again, boss, you can call me. Even if it's inconvenient for me, I can recommend my friends..." The designated driver wanted to take on private jobs.

Fang Ziye couldn't argue. Although going through a platform involved a commission and higher prices, it offered some protection, and Fang Ziye still had a place to hold those responsible accountable.

Moreover, another reason why Fang Ziye ignored the other party was that Liao Jia, whom he had clearly parted ways with on the pedestrian street, was now standing alive and well in front of him.

It wasn't very close, maybe a hundred or two meters away, but he must be waiting for Fang Ziye downstairs in the surgical building, giving him a surprise.

Fang Ziye asked Hu Qingyuan and the other drivers to retrieve and lock their bicycles, then he walked forward.

After recognizing Liao Jia, Fang Ziye said, "Brother Liao, are you still in the honeymoon phase? How come you just ran away like that?"

Liao Jia and Wang Si don't plan to have a wedding ceremony; their trip will be their wedding.

Liao Jia's parents have passed away, and Wang Si is already an extremely old single woman. It's estimated that her family wouldn't object if she married a dog, so they have no objection to it.

"I'm so bored. I've been traveling for months and I'm practically bored to death."

"Something interesting has just come up. Let's go to the radiology department to collect some professional data..." Liao Jia urged Fang Ziye.

"Can you handle real-time animal reservations at the animal testing labs around here?"

Drinking alcohol doesn't interfere with animal testing.

"Brother Liao, you should go to the radiology department first. I'll have Hu Qingyuan take you there. I've already spoken to the head of the radiology department. They won't stop you from copying the imaging data."

"I need to go back to the ward; post-operative rounds are my routine," Fang Ziye said.

"Okay, you go ahead with your work. Your student? Oh, he's here." Liao Jia seemed a bit flustered, probably genuinely lonely and eager to find something to do…

Especially things that give you a sense of accomplishment.

Even though it was already 9:40 p.m., Fang Ziye still went back to the ward and visited two post-operative patients.

I also swiped two boxes of fruit from my teacher's wife.

His teacher's wife insisted on giving it to him, and Fang Ziye didn't refuse, treating it as a late-night snack.

The so-called real-time animal reservation relies on its own resources to keep animal model suppliers on standby 24 hours a day.

Most associate professors don't receive this kind of treatment, but Fang Ziye is different; he is qualified for it.

Although it's not ideal, we have no choice but to put more pressure on that guy in order to save time.

After Fang Ziye made a phone call, the other party immediately came to his aid.

Today, the company that Fang Ziye has a long-term partnership with is a subsidiary of Guangbai Group that is involved in animal testing.

Fang Ziye's previous damaged and reconstructed animal models have always been the company's core animal model 'assets', so now Fang Ziye has made a new move.

He quickly climbed off his wife.

"Where are you going? You just got a phone call and you react like this? Even if your dad called you, you wouldn't react like this!" the man's wife complained.

"Ha, my parents can only support me for the first half of my life, but the person who just called is our provider now. If I treat him well, we'll move to a big apartment next year!"

"This is a great undertaking, and it's an opportunity I've been waiting for for nearly two years."

"Honey, I have to go now. I'll explain when I get back..." The man ran out the door and began making arrangements.

Fang Ziye had no idea that his phone call would spoil the other party's mood; even if he had known, he would still have made the call.

Five days have passed in the blink of an eye.

February 27th, the 1th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Evening, afternoon, three o'clock.

Fang Ziye and Liao Jia left the animal testing center at the same time, headed to the parking lot, opened their car doors, and smiled at each other.

"Ziye, see you next year, Happy Chinese New Year!" Liao Jia raised his right hand. He was very happy, but he hid his joy.

He was deeply shocked, but he kept his shock to himself.

On the last working day of the lunar calendar this year, Fang Ziye and he completed a world-class problem.

"Year-end, perfect, wrap it up!~"

"Brother Liao, thank you for the gift." Fang Ziye's mood began to calm down.

My guess is right!

This approach is feasible.

Although a team may be like countless stars scattered across the sky, when they come together, they can become a blazing fire.

"Happy New Year."

"May your family be reunited!"

The two drove off to different places, all for the same thing: celebrating the New Year...

This afternoon was nothing special, yet it was also exceptionally special. (End of Chapter)