top student at medical school

Luo Tingzhu was taken aback by these words; Liao Jia was truly clueless about romance!
"Are you sure you want this spot?" Fang Ziye asked in return.

Fang Ziye has postponed all visits after the Lunar New Year this year.

Aside from taking his parents out for a stroll, even visiting his two mentors to wish them a Happy New Year was postponed until after the Lantern Festival.

The goal is to roll out the surgical treatment plan for the spinal cord injury patient as soon as possible.

But it's not like you should get caught up in something on the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year.

"Just kidding, I haven't replied yet. I might be a day late, I won't be back until the third day of the Lunar New Year."

"It's mainly because my father-in-law and mother-in-law are too passionate!" Liao Jia used very precise wordplay, describing enthusiasm as passion.

"The experiment is too important, so I'd like to discuss this with you to avoid you making a wasted trip tomorrow night."

"That's alright, Brother Liao. I plan to go to the lab tomorrow to make some arrangements, so it's fine to start the day after tomorrow."

“There are 365 days in a year, so taking a few days off is understandable,” Fang Ziye said.

Indeed, Liao Jia was willing to take the initiative to work hard alongside Fang Ziye.

However, the infighting between the two would inevitably have far-reaching consequences. Not only would Liao Jia and Fang Ziye have to return early, but the sales and preparation staff of the animal company would also have to start work early.

Even Jie Han had to rush back from home in advance.

Luo Tingzhu will stay here for a short time and won't leave, and Nie Mingxian will also rush back in advance.

In addition, Professor Wang Ou of the spinal surgery department has been in Wuhan, and he will also cut his vacation short...

This kind of major project cannot be driven by Fang Ziye and Liao Jia alone. They conducted preliminary experiments before the holiday, and some details still need to be improved, so they need to work together.

It's an exaggeration to say that two people could completely optimize a solution just by casually popping into the lab.

"Then it's settled. I just discussed it with Wang Si. If you need me to return urgently, I'll leave now. If you're not in a hurry, I can fly over on the morning of the third day of the Lunar New Year and land at 9:40." Liao Jia reported his itinerary precisely.

This shows an attitude of intending to do things seriously.

“Okay, Brother Liao, Happy New Year!” Fang Ziye said.

"Happy Chinese New Year. I won't bother you anymore, and I hope I haven't bothered you," Liao Jia said.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu both grinned. Was it considered an intrusion? Not really...

Silent all night.

Fang Nan and Liang Xia both have the habit of eating breakfast, and they are more accustomed to eating more staple food in the morning.

So the two of them got up early to make preparations.

When Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu opened the door, the two had already finished cooking in the kitchen. Hearing the door open, Fang Nan asked, "Ziye, Tingzhu, do you two want noodles for breakfast or do you want to eat rice together?"

"Let's eat together, Mom."

"I have to go out for a bit later, you and Tingzhu can go shopping first, I'll drive over to find you," Fang Ziye said.

"You go about your business..." Fang Nan only knew that Fang Ziye said he had something important to do, but he didn't ask what it was.

Even if Fang Ziye explained it to him, he wouldn't understand.

Moreover, he and Liang Xia had originally planned to accompany Luo Tingzhu to buy some jewelry today, as a way to "bribe" their daughter-in-law in advance.

After finishing his meal, Fang Ziye went straight back to the new hospital campus.

First, as the ward director, he personally handed paper red envelopes to the doctors and nurses on duty in the ward.

Actually, according to the rules, red envelopes should be given on New Year's Eve and New Year's Day, but the people on duty these two days are Fang Ziye's students.

Fang Ziye sent a large red envelope, and once the money was in place, the formalities became less important. Besides, the real concern came from Deng Yong, the administrative director of the orthopedics department, and the administrative director of the new hospital campus; this was the proper way for them to win people's hearts...

The head nurse also came to the ward. After she accompanied Fang Ziye to give each of the inpatients a New Year's gift, she took Fang Ziye into the head nurse's office.

"Director Fang, the total income and departmental performance bonuses for January have been released. Could you take a look and see if we need to make any minor adjustments?" Huang Xiaowei said.

For positions with differential staffing, performance evaluations are subject to internal adjustments within the department.

This kind of fine-tuning is the 'power' of the ward director and head nurse!
Since it involved the performance evaluation for the first month at the new hospital, Fang Ziye naturally had to take a look.

After glancing at the form, Fang Ziye discovered that his performance was now on par with Professor Zeng Duoqin's, reaching 39,000 after tax.

Associate Professor Wang Zongkai of the Hand Surgery Department received nearly 10,000 fewer.

"Why is it even taller than when we were in this hospital?" Fang Ziye asked Huang Xiaowei.

"Then you don't look at how many full professors there are in this hospital area. The performance coefficient for full professors is separate."

"Moreover, the new hospital campus has just opened, and the hospital administration takes very little of the performance-based pay; it relies entirely on subsidies from the existing campus."

“Our department has a large number of patients and surgeries, so the salary is much higher than the average salary of the hospital director in the new hospital. Five percent more was taken away, and this is still left.”

"Compared to the main campus, the pay is basically five percent to ten percent higher." Huang Xiaowei looked at the payslip and was very happy.

After Fang Ziye took charge of the department independently, not only did he not let everyone go hungry, but their income actually increased significantly.

Fang Ziye nodded: "Tianluo's performance coefficient is still too low, let's give him a portion of mine..."

"And Li Nuo, Li Nuo's salary is a bit too high. Let's allocate a portion of it to Professor Wang Zongkai's group. We'll give them a little boost this month, and then they can bring it back in a few months. Just adjust it by about five percent..."

"And here."

As Fang Ziye scrolled down, he suddenly noticed an extra income item that was uniquely his: "Head Nurse, what's this?"

There are 21,000!

"Director Fang, this cannot be touched."

“Last month, you single-handedly saved many emergency patients in the emergency department. This is a special fund allocated by the hospital. Even if you want to move it, you can’t touch it.”

“That would break the rules,” Huang Xiaowei said.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye narrowed his eyes: "Is that so?"

Fang Ziye was not very familiar with the hospital's performance-based compensation system before, and had never heard of any separate reward for performing a sufficient number of emergency surgeries.

"The new ward has just opened, and emergency tasks and emergency rescues are the bare minimum."

"Each hospital has a year-long special performance evaluation program to activate the enthusiasm of the emergency department and emergency surgery in the new campus."

“Director Fang, you really can’t touch this,” Huang Xiaowei said.

Fang Ziye stopped worrying about it.

Last month, Tang Xiaoping from the vascular surgery department was very annoyed, but she did indeed add a lot of work to Fang Ziye's workload.

If Fang Ziye used this time to go out and throw knives, he could earn much more than the income shown on the books.

Moreover, it's a very legitimate source of income, so there's no fear of being investigated.

Surprise knife consultations are priced clearly, but there are no available options.

Many professors probably don't lack the money and are too lazy to make themselves too tired.

"Okay, then let's do it this way. Thank you for reporting this to the finance department, Head Nurse," Fang Ziye said.

"Director Fang, we did lose some public performance bonus this month, but next month's bonus will be even more," Huang Xiaowei said with a smile.

With the new ward just opened, some of the department's reserve supplies will inevitably have to be sourced from public funds.

Next month, these performance bonuses won't be needed to cover the deficit, and everyone will receive even more money.

Now, with the performance-based pay reform, the distribution is entirely based on work done; the more you do, the higher your income.

It may not seem like much compared to the peak of orthopedics, but compared to a few years ago, the more major surgeries you can perform, the higher your income will actually be.

At least that's the case in trauma surgery.

Compared to high-consumption departments like joint surgery, the current performance-based reforms have allowed us to reap the 'dividends' of reform!
"I feel at ease knowing that no one has gone hungry."

"Now I understand why Professor Han Yuanxiao was under so much pressure when he was the ward director."

“It’s really tough having a family to support…” Fang Ziye touched his forehead.

As the team leader, you are responsible for leading the team, and everyone in the team eats with you.

What will happen to patients if you can't get any more patients and can't perform any surgeries?
If the number of surgeries is low, then income will definitely drop sharply. Why would anyone work for you?
Moreover, a ward director has to consider not only their own team, but also the income of the entire department...

"..."

Fang Ziye then made a special trip to wish his master, Yuan Weihong, and his wife a Happy New Year.

Even though Yuan Weihong himself is a professional trauma surgeon, he did not dare to let his father-in-law be discharged from the hospital easily, but instead chose to continue to stay in the hospital so that he could take care of him in a timely manner.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, according to custom, one should visit the woman's family to offer New Year's greetings.

The teacher's wife's parents were both in the hospital, so Yuan Weihong, his wife, and Xiao Qi naturally came to the ward to keep them company.

After exchanging pleasantries, Yuan Weihong said, "Ziye, you can go ahead and take care of your business. My dad is recovering quite well, but he wants to be on the safe side before being discharged."

“You made a special trip back during the holiday to do something.”

"You're not here to visit someone, are you?"

Knowing how busy Fang Ziye was, his wife stood up and said, "Ziye, go ahead and do your work. Remember to get some rest."

"If you have time during the holidays, remember to come over for dinner. Your teacher's wife and your aunt will cook you something delicious."

Fang Ziye did not address his teacher's wife's parents as grandparents, but rather as her uncle and aunt.

The teacher's wife's parents were only a few years older than Fang Ziye's parents, and were only in their sixties. If they were to address them as Yuan Weihong's daughter, it would inevitably make them seem older. They should address each other separately.

Fang Ziye didn't stand on ceremony either.

Before leaving the ward, Fang Ziye specifically told Huang Xiaowei to remember to contact the patient with the spinal cord injury and have them come to Wuhan on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year to complete the hospitalization procedures.

On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, a simple blood test will be conducted, and the surgery will be scheduled to begin on the eighth day.

Huang Xiaowei said, "Director Fang, don't worry. The patients are more worried about their surgery progress than you are. They've been calling every day to ask about it."

"They're from Han City. They even bought a house nearby recently for the New Year. If you contact them now, they can come over in half an hour..."

Fang Ziye was slightly surprised: "You bought a house for the New Year?"

"Isn't that a bit too extravagant?"

Huang Xiaowei laughed and said, "Without a certain economic foundation at home, how could I dare to hope that my paralysis caused by spinal cord injury could be cured?"

"If you take a closer look at the amount of fruit this family bought for the doctors' and nurses' offices during their hospital stay, you'll know that they are quite well-off."

"It would probably be easy for them to come up with ten million in cash; there are still a lot of wealthy people in Han City."

……

Some people are not short of money, but they are afraid that when they need it, they will not be able to spend the money they have.

Some people don't lack places to spend money, they simply don't have money to spend.

Fang Ziye didn't dwell on it too much. When he arrived at the mall, Luo Tingzhu was buying gold bracelets with Liang Xia, but not for himself; they were intended as gifts for his 'three mothers'.

Luo Tingzhu didn't like gold bracelets and the like; she and Fang Ziye only bought a pair of diamond rings for the wedding ceremony!

"I think it looks good. How much is it now?" Luo Tingzhu asked the price.

"Auntie, you are so lucky! Your daughter has such good taste. This bracelet is beautiful!"

"The current gold price is 662, and the processing fee is 150 yuan. If you place your order now, you can save some money..." the salesperson said.

"How much did you say?" Liang Xia was so frightened that she quickly took off the bracelet.

"All things considered, it's 810 yuan per gram, which is quite a good deal," the sales clerk said with a smile, seemingly unfazed.

"Mom, buy them, give me three pairs." Luo Tingzhu said to the sales clerk.

Liang Xia said, "No, this is too expensive. A few years ago, gold was considered ridiculously expensive at three or four hundred, but now it's eight hundred?"

"Can't afford it!"

"No, no!" Liang Xia waved her hands.

Fang Ziye walked over and said with a smile, "Mom, just you wait and see. If you had agreed when I asked you to buy the bracelet two years ago, we would have made tens of thousands of yuan in profit from it."

"Besides, as long as it looks good on, that's all that matters."

"We're just here to stroll around and have a look..."

“Maybe the price will go up after you buy it?” Fang Ziye said.

It's clear that Liang Xia likes it.

Liang Xia is a bit vain and concerned about her image. A long time ago, she would occasionally joke that if her child became successful in the future, she would definitely buy her a gold bracelet and gold earrings.

But once Fang Ziye grew up, he never mentioned it again.

Actually, she still had it in her heart; she felt that wearing it made her look good and was a sign of her child's filial piety.

“This is not good!” Liang Xia glared at Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye's spending is too extravagant.

"It's okay, Mom."

"Wrap it up."

"Come on, Dad, let me take you to look at some bags, and buy you a couple of outfits so you can wear them to the wedding..."

Fang Nan was tricked by Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu into trying on clothes.

With their high intelligence working together, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu quickly filled eight or nine bags.

Fang Nan then realized, "Wait a minute, Ziye, is it really okay for you to buy clothes based on my and your mother's sizes like this?"

"If it doesn't work, just buy another one. Anyway, the invoice is gone, so it can't be refunded."

"Dad, don't even think about it, it's just a few dollars."

“When I went to Kyoto for a meeting before, the outfit I ordered was more expensive than all the clothes you bought,” Fang Ziye said casually.

Fang Nan astutely grasped the key point: "You can still go to Kyoto for a meeting?"

"What will happen?"

In Fang Nan and the others' eyes, Kyoto was a very prestigious place, and holding meetings there would be exceptionally respectable.

"It's just an academic exchange meeting. We doctors need to learn from each other, you know. I called you before I went..."

"Once I buy it, as long as it's comfortable to wear, that's fine."

“I usually buy these for you, but you’re reluctant to wear them. Now, if all of them just sit in the closet and go bad, that would be a real waste.”

"You have to wear them with peace of mind." "And the shoes... You've already wasted so much, aren't you afraid of buying a few more pairs?" Fang Ziye said.

Fang Nan and Liang Xia are a bit silly.

This was the first time the two of them had spent money like this, and they were somewhat dumbfounded. But seeing Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu not feeling any pain at all, swiping their cards as they went, made them truly realize for the first time that their children had really grown up.

The more important objective standard for parents to measure whether their children have truly grown up is their income level.

"Sigh..." Fang Nan and Liang Xia let out a long sigh.

……

In the end, Fang Nan and Liang Xia couldn't take it anymore and refused to go to the next shopping mall. So, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu took Fang Nan and Liang Xia out for hot pot.

People from Ba County in Enshi are all capable of eating spicy food, and they love spicy food.

However, the hot pot they often eat is the kind from their hometown, where you stir-fry some vegetables and then put them in a pot, not the hot pot in the modern sense.

When it came time to order, the elderly couple seemed a little taken aback.

Of course, he wasn't that ridiculously stunned. Fang Ziye had previously "boiled the frog in lukewarm water" by throwing a two-million-yuan bank card at the elderly couple.

Then the balance in the bank card gradually increased from more than two million to more than five million, and then to more than eight million.

According to the elderly couple's calculations, if they deposited this money in a bank as a fixed deposit, even with an annual interest rate of only 1.45%, it would still amount to more than 100,000 yuan.

This income is what the elderly couple has to work hard for a year to earn, and then they have to deduct some expenses.

Fang Ziye said, "Dad, Mom, you two don't need to worry so much."

“I don’t have any other brothers or sisters. According to our family’s custom, once I get married, your task will be completed.”

"Then what's the point of you making money if you don't spend some money?"

"Our family continues to tighten our belts. Every morning, the four of us eat two steamed buns and drink plain water for the rest of the time. That's enough to fill us up."

"Cabbage and rice for lunch, pickled corn and rice for dinner..."

Fang Nan said, "This is what I ate when I was a child."

"Sigh, Ziye, don't say anything more. Anyway, if I had to spend money like that, I would feel the pinch, and I can't change it in a short time."

“But you young people have your own world. Your grandparents often say that your mother and I are extravagant.”

"Times have changed..." Fang Nan waved his hand, pretending to calm down.

The purpose of making money is to improve one's life.

Saving money is essential, but the meaning of saving money differs for different people.

Some people have to save money because they can't earn that much.

"I have to go to work..." After leaving the hot pot restaurant, Fang Ziye looked at his parents and then at Tingzhu.

"I'll take my parents home first, then I'll take them to the amusement park this afternoon, and then to the movies tonight..." Luo Tingzhu said.

Fang Ziye shook his head and said, "No, Tingzhu, Brother Liao didn't come back today. I should be able to leave the lab around six o'clock."

"Don't go to the movies tonight, you and your parents shouldn't."

"You know that Uncle Luo and Aunt Min Limin came to Han City to visit Tianluo."

“How about we get together? I’ve already made the arrangements. If you really don’t want to go, I’ll come with my parents,” Fang Ziye said.

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingzhu remained silent for a moment before saying, "Senior brother, it's not that I don't want to go. Since you've made up your mind, I can go too."

"I just feel that he's suffered too much, and still is?"

Luo Tingzhu knew, of course, that Luo Pan was becoming increasingly unable to walk.

"Let's not say that the tree wants to be still but the wind won't stop. We are all trying, but trying doesn't necessarily guarantee a good result."

"This road is ultimately too long."

“Tingzhu, your uncle won’t blame you…” Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu, her eyes red, nodded and led Fang Nan and Liang Xia home.

On the way, Fang Nan and the other asked Luo Tingzhu what was wrong. Luo Tingzhu only said that her parents had divorced and that she still had some difficulty walking...

Liang Xia then asked, "Tingzhu, your father has difficulty walking, can't you even help him?"

Luo Tingzhu shook her head...

January 31st, Friday, the third day of the Lunar New Year.

clear.

4:27 PM
In an animal laboratory in Optics Valley, Wuhan, Liao Jia carried a coffee to a corridor and saw Fang Ziye sitting facing the glass window, his eyes looking slightly lost.

Liao Jia asked with a smile, "Professor Fang, why are you pretending to be so profound?"

"This time, the combined application of puncture and microcurrent stimulation surgery was so successful that it is equivalent to your puncture technique, Fang Ziye, once again combining with other instruments to achieve a world-class breakthrough."

"This experiment will definitely be included in textbooks, so what are you worrying about?" Liao Jia grumbled.

Liao Jia was unaware of Luo Pan's situation.

Fang Ziye knows!
Moreover, last night I went to Lan Tianluo's 'house' and saw that Luo Pan's condition was deteriorating quite rapidly. He might become completely paralyzed in five years, maybe ten years from now.

However, with only five years, Fang Ziye dared not say how much progress he could make in this direction.

Compared to the paralysis caused by spinal cord injury, human understanding of ALS is far more limited.

Fang Ziye was starting to regret visiting Luo Pan.

However, even if I don't visit him, Uncle Luo Pan's condition will continue and will only worsen.

The only good news is that Luo Pan has truly retired and will never return to work.

His deteriorating condition became the most favorable factor for his resignation.

Luo Pan also decided that he would temporarily settle in Han City for a long time to come.

However, this will have to wait until Min Limin retires.

Min Limin is actually at the age where she could retire, but she is currently being rehired!
Min Limin's job was not as important as Luo Pan's, and applying for resignation was not that difficult.

Luo Tingzhu was heartbroken for a long time last night, and kept muttering to herself.

Fang Ziye also couldn't sleep all night...

When Liao Jia heard Fang Ziye remain silent, his expression turned serious: "Something on your mind?"

“There are some, but not many.” Fang Ziye did not deliberately hide his emotions.

Luo Tingzhu, Lan Tianluo, and Luo Pan did not put any pressure on Fang Ziye.

Some things are simply nonsense if they are not based on any evidence!
"During the Lunar New Year, you're bound to encounter some unpleasant things and all sorts of people that you can't escape," Liao Jia remarked with a touch of emotion.

Fang Ziye looked at Liao Jia: "Professor Liao, were you treated unfairly when you visited your sister-in-law's house this time?"

"No, it's just that one of my cousins ​​came to borrow money from me."

"Gambling addict."

"I couldn't be bothered with him, but he even had my grandfather call me, saying I disregarded family ties and refused to help someone in distress!~"

Liao Jia said this, then cursed, "When my dad passed away, this bastard didn't even come to the funeral, and now he's talking to me about feelings and family."

"Isn't it ridiculous?"

Not all of Fang Ziye's relatives were kind and friendly; some were idle and irresponsible.

However, Fang Ziye's family was not well-off, and Liang Xia and Fang Nan were not exactly easy to deal with, so for the time being, no one had bothered them.

"Let's go, everyone inside is still waiting for you."

"You've finished what you're doing, aren't you going to explain it?" Liao Jia asked.

Fang Ziye shook his head and said, "Let's wait for the results first. Theory comes from data statistics. Without real data, all inferences are unfounded."

"There's no need to go into too much detail, lest everyone still be confused."

Liao Jia laughed: "Professor Fang, are you starting to put on airs? You're not even going to explain anymore."

"Shouldn't we also learn a saying: 'Why should I, Fang Ziye, explain my actions to others?'"

Fang Ziye did not refute, but calmly said, "It's necessary for being a person, but it seems less necessary for doing things."

"Because I've tried, and not many people are willing to talk to me..."

Liao Jia was silent for a moment before saying, "Your coffee is in there."

"Actually, people are all lonely, if not in this aspect, then in that aspect."

You will never meet a confidant who understands you better than yourself.

"However, the loneliest time is when potential is most likely to be unleashed, but this unleashing of potential is not necessarily positive."

"Everyone goes through this process of growth."

After rambling on for a while, Liao Jia asked, "Ziye, would you be interested in hearing a story?"

This kind of opening usually refers to Liao Jia's own personal experience.

Fang Ziye nodded and smiled: "I'm happy to listen."

Seeing Fang Ziye's expression, Liao Jia sighed and said, "Forget it, I won't try to hide anything anymore."

"Fang Ziye, have you ever wondered why I went straight to work for a company after graduation instead of staying at the university or joining a research team?"

Fang Ziye was certainly curious, but Nie Mingxian only had a vague understanding of such matters, only saying that it was Liao Jia's own choice.

Liao Jia wanted to take the path of making money.

Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian had also secretly guessed, but the real answer is usually not something that can be guessed.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "I'm willing to continue listening."

"I feel like I haven't met a very good teacher."

Liao Jia expressed himself very cautiously: "What I mean is, at least I haven't met a mentor who would fully support me, so some of my ideas are just wild speculations."

"Such wild ideas would never be supported in a respectable organization."

"But in a company, you can take a gamble to make money."

Fortunately, I won my bet.

"This story is that simple, and there doesn't seem to be much to say..."

Liao Jia made no mention of his psychological struggles during the gambling battles.

No company is a charity; they won't be so kind as to give you a sum of money and let you live freely.

Liao Jia's gamble was not only about his patents, but also about his relative "freedom"!
The company invests all the money, so you have to sell the results back to the company.

If a company has any sense of ethics, it might give you a fair price. But if a company doesn't have any sense of ethics and just kicks you out, you won't be able to get any justice.

In the case of patents, apart from state funding, all other forms of capital own the 'patents'...

To put it bluntly, if you don't have money, what kind of scientific research are you doing?
No one's success comes easily.

“Brother Liao, you’ve never said this before,” Fang Ziye said.

"What's there to say? My advisor chose not to believe it, and he didn't regret it. He just felt that he made a wrong decision."

"That is indeed the case."

“My mentor is also an adult, and he has to take responsibility for every decision he makes.”

"But what about him?"

Liao Jia took a deep breath, her lips trembling slightly: "If I had been more outstanding back then, perhaps my teacher would have agreed, and the path I'm on now would be completely different..."

"Not everyone can be like you, Fang Ziye, who can accumulate knowledge step by step."

"Some people have to go through a long and painful period of growth."

"I wasn't able to produce enough results to convince my advisor back then, and that's partly my responsibility..."

"Scientific research results cannot be rushed."

“It’s not something that can be rushed.” The usually carefree Liao Jia broke down in front of Fang Ziye for the first time.

Clearly, the person who could become Liao Jia's mentor is no ordinary person; he must be a renowned professor at Kyoto Union Hospital.

He also brought a large group of students with him.

He had more than one student, Liao Jia. Perhaps Liao Jia was too ambitious, or perhaps he was just unlucky, but he failed to produce any sufficiently convincing results before graduating with his doctorate.

In this situation, Liao Jia faces the prospect of being ignored by her supervisor, who might perceive her as having unrealistic ambitions...

Liao Jia's story is simple; it wasn't that her mentor deliberately targeted her, nor was it that Liao Jia deliberately hid her talents.

Scientific research results are too abstract and ethereal; they can be rushed, but they also cannot be rushed.

"Brother Liao, there's nothing I can do to advise you."

"But I can tell you that the past is the past, and we are the present."

"Although the saying 'the waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves' is not pleasant to hear, we are now both the front and the back waves."

"Now that we've made it through, we have the right and the ability to be in charge of our own lives."

"Do what you want to do, you don't have to always be humble and subservient, this is our era..." Fang Ziye tried to persuade him, but ultimately failed.

Liao Jia didn't intentionally bring up the past with Fang Ziye; it just so happened that the conversation had come to this point.

After calming herself down a bit, Liao Jia suppressed her emotions and said, "Then, Professor Fang, would you be willing to go and embrace your new era?"

“Mediated treatment of spinal cord injury is an era that belongs only to Fang Ziye, an era without any pseudo-predecessors.”

Liao Jia stood up and shook hands with Fang Ziye!

Liao Jia's contribution was small, though important, but Fang Ziye was the key...

Fang Ziye has completed all his operations and efforts; now it's time to reap the rewards.

The first step is to receive congratulations from other team members.

Fang Ziye must reap the rewards, otherwise there would be no justice in the world! ~The Dao hearts of everyone else will crumble... (End of Chapter)