top student at medical school

"Let's go later, there are still so many professors in the operating room."

"Qingyuan, if you're hungry, go down and eat first." Fang Ziye nodded to Hu Qingyuan.

Hu Qingyuan was just a junior master's student; even if he slipped away temporarily, he wouldn't be discovered. Fang Ziye, on the other hand, couldn't leave.

Hu Qingyuan gently shook his head: "Master, I'd better go with you."

As time passed, Li Nuo personally escorted the patient out of the operating room and exchanged contact information with the anesthesiologist. As they left, Li Nuo smiled and said, "Professor Lin, please feel free to call me anytime when the patient wakes up."

"Don't worry, Director Li, Professor Fang went to great lengths to finalize this surgical plan, so I'll definitely need to trouble you professionals..." Associate Professor Lin Hua's voice trailed off as he walked further and further away until he disappeared from sight...

Fang Ziye smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Dean Wang, thank you Professor Zhang, thank you Professor Zeng, thank you..."

After thanking everyone, Fang Ziye said, "Professors, the surgical procedure for this patient is now complete. All that's left is to wait. I will try my best to post the subsequent outcome in the group as soon as possible."

"We eagerly await your guidance, professors. It's lunchtime now, would you be so kind as to stay for a simple meal?"

Hu Qingyuan wasn't that stingy; when ordering takeout, he only brought Fang Ziye with him.

"Professor Fang personally prepares special meals for us on surgery days, so we can go and try it out, and also experience the food standards of the richest surgeon in our hospital..." Wang Xinghuan joked, then relaxed completely, his face beaming with a smile.

"Right? Professor Zhang?"

Professor Zhang Quan, a spinal surgeon, is older than Wang Xinghuan. Although his overall achievements are not as great as Wang Xinghuan's, he is still a senior, and Wang Xinghuan is quite polite to him.

The saying goes, "Wait patiently for the flowers to bloom." All the previous efforts were for waiting for a result. Now that the operation is complete, everyone can breathe a sigh of relief, and the weight on their hearts has finally been lifted.

"Professor Zhang, would you like to try it too?" Professor Zhang Quan invited Zhang Jianjun from the Department of Neurology.

Professor Zhang Jianjun's phone rang at that moment. He nodded in agreement and said, "I'll call Liao Weijing first. He specifically instructed me to call him as soon as the procedure for this patient is finished."

"He needs to record the patient's entire condition before and after the surgery..."

Zhang Jianjun is the director of the Department of Neurology, and Liao Weijing is the director of the Department of Neurorehabilitation.

Functional impairments and paralysis caused by spinal cord injury are the most sensitive and interesting topics for the neurorehabilitation department.

Completely recording the changes in the patient's condition before and after surgery, even if the patient's recovery is not good in the end, can help to understand spinal cord injury more objectively and deeply.

Such cases are of great learning and reference value, and should not be missed when encountered.

In clinical practice, there are two types of cases that are very valuable learning materials. One type is very classic cases. Once encountered, every doctor would like to collect all the information about them as teaching models.

If the opportunity is right and the patient agrees, the professor will bring all his students, including his family, to experience the power of the textbook.

Another type is unprecedented diseases, or initial treatment data for a certain disease.

These are all invaluable assets, and one of the invaluable accumulated strengths of each department.

In clinical practice, the patient must be the primary focus.

The group of people went downstairs chatting and laughing.

Hu Qingyuan ordered a business lunchbox, which was unremarkable in taste but looked quite good.

After everyone opened it, they couldn't help but praise it a few more times, and then they played with Fang Ziye's "richest man" title a few more times.

Fang Ziye didn't refute anything. The most important thing today was definitely not to make fun of him.

Halfway through the meal, Wang Xinghuan had eaten about five or six tenths of his fullness. He slowly put down his chopsticks and said, "Professor Fang, although I have great confidence in your professional and research abilities..."

"But I still need to send someone over to record all the functional changes in this patient that are relevant to our specialty in a very comprehensive and detailed manner."

"During this process, certain fees may be incurred, which our department will pay privately to the relevant examination departments."

"We hope that Professor Fang can explain this to the patients and their families when it is convenient, so that they can cooperate within the limits."

Recording treatment data for new diseases is not only a task for internal medicine doctors, but also for surgeons, and ideally, it should be detailed and comprehensive.

This time, the business owner wants to rebuild the muscle contraction and corresponding sensations related to urination and defecation.

Sensory function is relatively subjective, but the muscle contraction of active motor function is more objective, and the contraction rhythm can be seen in reality.

"Dean Wang, all of these are fine."

"The patient and their family have a fairly good level of compliance with medical advice."

"However, if our department determines that it is inconvenient to transfer the patient after the operation, the patient will not leave the ward." Fang Ziye agreed, but not entirely.

These principles, though simple, still need to be stated upfront.

If later, someone uses Dean Wang Xinghuan's name to pressure others in order to collect data, unpleasantness may occur.

Wang Xinghuan smiled upon hearing this: "Professor Fang, if such a situation really occurs, you must write down his name for me, and it would be best to take a picture of him."

"I'm quite curious whether there are any people right under my nose who are playing dirty tricks on me."

"The quality of treatment is paramount, and the essence of medical research is to serve the ultimate clinical application."

"Hope... well, judging from the current situation, what I hope for doesn't seem too far away, so I'd better put that hope aside for now."

"So that our expectations aren't too low, and we don't even start dreaming."

Wang Xinghuan's words were such high-level praise that Fang Ziye couldn't find any point to refute them.

At this point in Wang Xinghuan's speech, Zhang Jianjun glanced at Professor Zhang Quan and asked in a low voice, "Professor Zhang, if this project is successfully launched from beginning to end, winning the highest achievement award is a rather conservative estimate, isn't it?"

Zhang Jianjun did not immediately mention any particularly high achievements.

Moreover, even for a specific major in China, winning the highest achievement award is quite difficult, requiring substantial and genuine scientific research contributions.

Only new surgical procedures, new therapies, and new drugs that benefit tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of patients have a chance of being nominated.

Otherwise, the principle is "better to have none than to have something of poor quality," and this highest achievement award is not given out every year.

Zhang Quan simply smiled and remained silent.

Fang Ziye smiled and said, "Teacher Zhang, we are only focused on treating the patients right now. As for anything else, that's not on our agenda for the time being."

"I believe you didn't join the research group just to win any awards, did you?"

Zhang Jianjun suddenly put down his chopsticks, feeling that the group of foxes of all sizes around him made him seem less 'aloof'.

But Zhang Jianjun quickly suppressed his anger, and said rather irritably, "As the saying goes, 'The flowers you plant with care may not bloom, but the willows you plant without intention may thrive!'"

"It's something you can easily do, so don't bother bending over. I'll bend down and pick it up."

"Don't pick them up, they're all mine."

Wang Xinghuan stated, "Of course we'll have to bend over, Professor Zhang, let's not think about that for now."

"It's man-made."

"We are no longer at a stage where we can control our own destiny. Ups and downs are up to fate, good and evil are up to us, and right and wrong are up to others."

Neither Wang Xinghuan nor Professor Zhang Quan and others could actually make any further substantial progress.

Although Zhang Quan and Zhang Jianjun are not recipients of the Outstanding Youth Science Fund, they have also missed the age for applying for the award.

The Yangtze River Scholars are selected and evaluated by the Ministry of Education, and their status is highly sought after.

The remaining step is a race against time, and it all depends on fate.

This topic was quite sensitive, and Zhang Quan and the others did not delve into it further.

Zhang Ziqian said, "Dean Wang, I've finished eating. I have to go back to the operating room. We still have four surgeries scheduled for today..."

"Go ahead..."

Around noon, Fang Ziye and Hu Qingyuan finished their meal and drinks. Fang Ziye even took a shower and changed into a dry scrub suit before going back into the operating room.

As Hu Qingyuan climbed the steps, he whispered, "Master, Professor Wang Zongkai said that he will come to the operating room to learn during his breaks from seeing patients."

"To observe your surgery."

"This is way too curly!"

Fang Ziye has scheduled two surgeries today: one is a spinal cord injury surgery performed this morning, and the other is a limb-sparing surgery for diabetic foot.

Fang Ziye said, "Limb salvage surgery for diabetes is, in principle, a specialty of foot and ankle surgery and hand surgery. Professor Wang Zongkai has now gradually mastered the basics of functional reconstruction surgery."

"The remaining functional rehabilitation surgery and diabetic foot limb preservation surgery are also intended to help stretch the legs."

"Professor Wang is not very old. If he were in his forties, he could have mastered both of these techniques. Whether it's getting promoted to a full professor or showing off at a national academic conference, his resume would be very impressive."

"You'll need to learn about diabetic foot limb preservation surgery in the future."

Hu Qingyuan nodded, "Of course I want to learn."

He wants to learn not only diabetic foot limb-preserving surgery, but also all the surgeries Fang Ziye knows. However, his basic skills are not yet at the threshold for learning, and he still needs to accumulate more basic skills.

But all of these are too far removed from his current reality.

“Master, I’m much luckier. Others need to take time to come and observe, but I can see it just by looking up and pick it up by bending down.”

"This feeling is so fulfilling."

"No wonder some novelists like to write about protagonists who are worth hundreds of billions while others are still struggling for a mere ten thousand dollars."

"This kind of vertical comparison really makes me feel full!" Hu Qingyuan touched his abdomen, his mood and tone very comfortable.

No one experienced extreme joy or sorrow during today's surgery.

Everything seemed peaceful, but Hu Qingyuan knew very well what an important breakthrough his master and his team had achieved.

It is currently still in its gestation period, but once it is born, the entire academic and medical communities will be in an uproar.

However, his master did not seem to feel much about it, nor did it cause much of a stir.

After all, with more experience and knowledge, Fang Ziye is less prone to extreme joy or anger...

Similarly, Hu Qingyuan also remembers the pain Fang Ziye endured before the Lunar New Year when he tried to escape and "ran out of the operating room."

That was an extremely agonizing and mentally taxing time, and Fang Ziye didn't vent his emotions in any particular way...

"That requires you to be able to learn it. After you learn it, you need to extract some key operations from the basic techniques you have already learned, reorganize them, and then you will have the opportunity to create something new yourself."

"At that time, you can start to appreciate the surgery."

"Just like your master now, I'm starting to learn from you and begin to carefully ponder some principles."

"The act of pondering and appreciating this thing is something that only arises when you're bored out of your mind." Fang Ziye suddenly widened his eyes and started laughing.

Fang Ziye was really happy.

Even though the patient's surgery had just ended, Fang Ziye was very confident about the prognosis of the surgery.

Moreover, Fang Ziye has not cut off the potential for further treatment of this patient. There is still a possibility that further stimulation can be carried out, and it may not only help him restore his bowel and bladder functions.

It might even allow him to stand up and walk a few hundred meters...

It's a kind of happiness to gain some benefits without killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

Fang Ziye can also say from the bottom of his heart, "I have lived up to my own expectations, the trust of my patients, and my own learning!"
Shortly after the two entered the operating room, Professor Wang Zongkai, who was full of energy, and Professor Zeng Duoqin, who was in a transitional period, both "visited" one after another!
Zeng Duoqin looked at the operating table, where Li Nuo and Sun Shaoqing were already busy with the anesthesia draping for the next surgery, and asked, "Ziye, is the first surgery already finished?"

"Yes, Teacher Zeng."

"It ended a little after 11 o'clock, and we've all finished eating now." Fang Ziye stood up and offered Zeng Duoqin a chair.

Zeng Duoqin shook her waist: "I'll stretch for a while longer. You sit down by yourself."

"Judging from your expression, I can tell the outcome is very optimistic."

"This patient is truly lucky. Out of millions of patients, he just happened to meet you, Ziye..."

Fang Ziye nodded: "Luck is usually mutual. You can also say that, Professor Zeng, I just happened to meet a few patients and their families who had good medical compliance."

"That's good, luck is mutual!" Zeng Duoqin nodded.

"Professor Zeng, Professor Wang. Good afternoon." Tang Yi walked over and greeted the two of them.

Tang Yi arrived at the operating room at nine o'clock in the morning. However, after entering the operating room, he saw Wang Xinghuan and a group of big shots present. He did not greet Fang Ziye in any special way, but instead stood against the wall.

When Zeng Duoqin saw Tang Yi, he said, "Little Tang, it's not that I don't want you to join our group, it's just that you went to Professor Fang's group. You two are young and more energetic together."

Tang Yi bowed slightly, very worldly-wise: "Thank you for your understanding, Professor Zeng. Actually, I would be very happy to study with you."

“Then come with me later.” Zeng Duoqin stopped stretching and her tone became firm.

Tang Yi's mouth gaped open, momentarily at a loss for words.

Zeng Duoqin stopped teasing Tang Yi: "Just kidding, you really would come all the way from this campus just for an old guy like me?"

"If that's really what you think, then I'd like to consider what's so special about this old man of mine that you might covet!"

"You guys keep chatting, I'm going downstairs to get some more food," Zeng Duoqin said.

The joke was thus resolved.

Zeng Duoqin left the operating room.

Tang Yi muttered, "Professor Zeng is only a few years older than us, so why does he speak so maturely?"

Tang Yi was very handsome, comparable to Fang Ziye. In fact, he was even taller than Fang Ziye and had a more "successful person" air about him, which quickly won over the traveling nurse.

The circulating nurse laughed and said, "Professor Zeng has been cooped up in this hospital area for too long. Now that he's finally leading a team on his own, he has to put on a bit of airs."

"However, to be fair, Professor Zeng's skill level is very good, even more so than the other professors."

Tang Yi's understanding of Zeng Duoqin's technical skills was certainly not as good as that of the circulating nurse. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "It seems that Professor Zeng is very popular in your nursing team."

"Would it be convenient to ask if your nursing team has given us orthopedic surgeons any nicknames?"

"There aren't any professors here, so how about we have a casual chat?"

Tang Yi seemed to know how to flirt. After giving the nurse two flirty winks, the circulating nurse stopped opening the instrument pack and turned to reply, "Professor Tang, you've been rated by our nursing team as the orthopedic surgeon with the most scumbag tendencies."

Upon hearing this, Tang Yi's legs immediately went weak, and he raised his voice: "Slander! This is absolutely slander!"

"I'm very loyal, okay!~"

The circulating nurse rolled her eyes: "Physical condition? I didn't say you were really a scumbag." "Look at you, so smooth-talking. If it weren't for your sister-in-law taking you in, who knows how many more young girls would have suffered."

"Professor Fang, who is more handsome than you, is not as tall as you, nor as muscular, but he is more well-proportioned."

"Most importantly, Professor Fang never talks nonsense in the operating room, which makes him a truly good man."

Fang Ziye looked up, adjusted his mask, and said, "Xiao Xu, why do I feel like you're insulting me?"

"However, judging from the tone of your voice, you must have a deep understanding of men..."

Xiao Xu immediately became nervous: "Professor Fang, you're wronging me. I'm still single and have never had a boyfriend."

"These are all things my teachers told me."

Xiao Xu glanced at Hu Qingyuan beside Fang Ziye without realizing it, and then immediately lowered his head to go back to work.

How could such a small trick possibly escape the notice of Fang Ziye and Tang Yi?

Tang Yi immediately started eating melon seeds, his head constantly bobbing between Hu Qingyuan and the circulating nurse, Xiao Xu.

"There's a story behind this? No accidents, right?" Tang Yi tried his best to integrate into the new team atmosphere.

Upon hearing this, Hu Qingyuan smiled gently: "Professor Tang, I am still young, at the age when I should be working hard to make a future. How could I possibly be in a relationship?"

"Dating? Even a dog wouldn't date."

After finishing his sentence, Hu Qingyuan continued to explain in a serious tone: "According to the latest scientific research results, silicone is more delicate and lubricating than fat."

Hu Qingyuan's words immediately shocked Tang Yi, who was so stunned that his eyelids twitched and his eyes widened. He pointed at Hu Qingyuan and couldn't say a word.

Then she looked at Fang Ziye and said, "Ziye, is this how you teach your students?"

Fang Ziye also glanced at Hu Qingyuan.

Hu Qingyuan explained, "Teacher Tang, the silicone product I'm referring to is from the medical aesthetics industry. In this industry, even dating experience can be faked, so what else can be real?"

Tang Yi immediately realized that he couldn't even outdo Hu Qingyuan in making jokes, and somewhat unconvinced, he raised an eyebrow: "The experience was real, right?"

"Adults are like this, sometimes I want to kill you, and sometimes I want to be killed by you..."

This seems to have touched upon a blind spot in Hu Qingyuan's knowledge.

Hu Qingyuan rolled his eyes for a moment before replying, "What Teacher Tang means is that you just spout nonsense without thinking, only caring about your own pleasure, right?"

Hu Qingyuan's words were a bit convoluted.

It seems a bit meaty, but upon closer inspection, it doesn't seem to be.

Tang Yi scratched his head and looked at Fang Ziye: "Hey, what does your student mean by this? Ziye, can you explain it to me?"

Fang Ziye immediately shook his head vigorously: "Professor Tang, I'm out of touch too, I don't understand at all."

The traveling nurse, Xiao Xu, kept glancing at Hu Qingyuan.

However, Hu Qingyuan was still the same as before, neither serious nor calm, just an ordinary young man.

It seemed that nothing could stir any ripples in his heart, and Xiao Xu realized that he wasn't Hu Qingyuan's type...

Pity.

Hu Qingyuan, of course, wouldn't be so tactless as to give Tang Yi a detailed explanation.

"..."

The limb-sparing surgery was completed at 2:39 PM.

Fang Ziye finally finished his early shift.

"Professor Wang, aren't you going to the outpatient clinic? If you don't go soon, the medical affairs department's complaint hotline will be ringing off the hook," Fang Ziye said, looking at Wang Zongkai.

Wang Zongkai, who was tiptoeing into the reading operation, trembled upon hearing this, glanced at the timer panel, exclaimed "Holy crap!" and immediately ran away.

After reading it, Li Nuo laughed and said, "Ziye, speaking of scumbags, I think you are the biggest scumbag."

"Not only are they not sparing girls, but now they're not sparing boys either?"

"Look at Brother Wang, he even skipped work just to see you. That's more terrifying than a beautiful woman causing trouble..."

Li Nuo's words make no mistake.

Fang Ziye's actions truly captivated Wang Zongkai.

Wang Zongkai himself was unaware of the time, nor were Fang Ziye and the others.

"Brother Nuo, I'll take that as a compliment!"

"Let Feng Junfeng try the rest of the suturing. I think he should be able to handle it." Fang Ziye was trying to give his student a chance to perform the procedure.

"Fine, you're the director, you're the boss, whatever you say goes. Otherwise, would there still be a place for me next to you?"

"Brother Ye, you can have a lot of people, but don't forget about me!" Li Nuo began to use his 'methods'!
This sounds fake, but it's still creepy.

Fang Ziye ran away immediately.

Hu Qingyuan, along with Ling Fengguang, followed Fang Ziye out.

Although the surgery in the operating room was over, he had already made an appointment with Fang Ziye to go to the animal laboratory together to practice the puncture technique clinically.

He also took the opportunity to broaden Ling Fengguang's horizons.

After Fang Ziye left, Tang Yi asked in a low voice, "Li Nuo, what kind of person is Ziye usually? Is he easy to get along with?"

Tang Yi's question was very serious, so Li Nuo's answer naturally couldn't be too flirtatious. He nodded decisively: "Ziye is very easygoing. As long as you do your job well, you don't need to be too formal about other things!"

"There's one thing: Ziye's requirements for operation are extremely demanding. If we don't meet his bottom line, we shouldn't even think about getting started."

Tang Yi narrowed his eyes: "High requirements lead to high standards of output, which is understandable."

"I'm just curious, how exactly did Fang Ziye manage to fly?"

Tang Yi knew Fang Ziye quite well; he was the one who arranged the assessments and recorded the results of Fang Ziye's doctoral program.

And then, step by step, they have now surpassed him.

As an associate professor, I not only completed my resume of leading research groups, but also began leading a department.

"Talent, effort, time, and being inhuman!" Li Nuo summarized four points.

"Not human?" Tang Yi was taken aback.

"What do you think Fang Ziye went to do after the surgery? Go for a massage, or go see some girls?"

"Damn, he's always running between the operating room and the lab, he's an absolute ascetic."

"Ask Xiao Xu what Professor Fang's three hobbies are?" Li Nuo asked the circulating nurse.

"Eating, performing surgery, and conducting scientific research." Xiao Xu completed the role of the straight man without hesitation.

"Professor Fang is a foodie?" Tang Yi grasped the key word.

Li Nuo nodded: "Yes, Professor Fang is not the same as before. Although he is not picky about food most of the time, in some cases, all his expenses are on food."

"I don't smoke or drink alcohol, I just drink tea, how much could it cost?"

"More importantly, I heard from Lan Tianluo that Fang Ziye has basically been sleeping before midnight most of the time since he graduated with his master's degree."

"Isn't it scary?"

“Those who are smarter than you work even harder than you, that’s how they fly…” Li Nuo both loved and hated Fang Ziye.

What I love is that this "leader" is very motivated, so I can learn from him with confidence and boldness, and I can be more daring in performing surgeries, as he can call on people at any time.

What's infuriating is that this leader is working way too hard, ruining the team's atmosphere.

These days, Li Nuo doesn't dare to sleep before midnight anymore; he's either reading academic papers or practicing his basic skills.

It's been a long time since I've spent quality time with my child on a weekday.

Li Nuo always keeps his holidays free, after all, his situation is different from Fang Ziye's, who is unmarried...

Fang Ziye originally planned to take Hu Qingyuan and Ling Fengguang to the animal laboratory.

But as soon as he left the operating room, Fang Ziye received a call from his department.

"Professor Fang, the patient says he feels bloated in his lower abdomen!" The phone number belonged to Huang Nonghua from our department, but the person speaking was Zhang Ziqian from the Department of Urology.

"really?"

"It's available now?" Fang Ziye was surprised.

This feeling came on way too fast!

Although Fang Ziye had anticipated that the patient would regain motor and sensory functions, less than two hours after the surgery, the patient experienced abdominal bloating.

Whether it's urinary urgency or fecal urgency, it's all wonderful news, far exceeding Fang Ziye's expectations.

"It's true, Professor Fang. I just loosened the clamp on the urinary catheter, and the patient's urine is flowing out faster."

"Dr. Feng Rulong from the Department of Neurology immediately performed an electromyography (EMG) on the patient at the bedside, which showed that the detrusor muscle and the other pelvic sphincter muscles had weak contractile function!"

"Professor Fang, the clinical results are even better than those in rabbits."

"I don't know if the symptoms were aggravated when the animal model was replicated, or if the current of the needle electrodes just happened to match the human neural circuits." Zhang Ziqian's breathing was slightly rapid.

The clinical results were better than expected, which is very exciting.

"I'm coming right away..." Fang Ziye hurriedly changed direction.

Hu Qingyuan and Ling Fengguang naturally followed Fang Ziye closely at all times.

ten minutes later.

"Professor Fang, Professor Fang..."

"Professor Fang! I think I need to relieve myself." Before Fang Ziye even arrived, the patient's eyes were already brimming with tears.

A grown man nearing sixty years old was now on the verge of tears.

He must have been able to relieve himself before, and he used to feel the urge, but then he lost his bowels.

When you haven't lost something, you won't realize the importance of relieving yourself, and you won't understand what's so precious about needing to relieve yourself.

Isn't it something you're born knowing?

But when you're about to lose it, you suddenly open your pants and find that you've wet yourself.

An adult has to wear diapers all day long...

The feeling of being unable to urinate or defecate is incredibly painful!

Sometimes you don't even know you've pooped because you don't feel it.

When your family finds out, will you still have any dignity left in your pathetic state?
As you were being pushed out the door, you and everyone else suddenly smelled a strong stench of feces, and then you realized you had defecated again.

Do you even have any dignity?

"Professor Fang...Professor Fang." The patient held Fang Ziye's hand tightly, his hand trembling as he held Fang Ziye's hand.

The handshake was very strong and firm.

The man's daughter was also secretly wiping away tears. His wife, needless to say, was afraid that her movements would disturb the medical assessment, so she wiped away her tears from a distance while standing on tiptoe and calling out the man's nickname.

'Snoring ears...they'll all get better.'

That must have been a nickname they used when they were young.

"Thank you, Professor Fang," the man said.

Fang Ziye nodded and removed the man's hand: "Calm down, Uncle, calm down."

"We've been depressed for so long, looked forward for so long, suffered for so long, and worked so hard for so long. Now it's all been worth it."

"You deserve it all!"

"Your courage and determination in making this choice are certainly worthwhile," Fang Ziye said with certainty.

"Don't get too excited. You're not in a good position to get too excited right now. Otherwise, if the needle electrode comes loose, we'll have to go to the operating room again."

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll calm down for now." The man nodded and agreed.

But immediately he added, "But I'm really happy, Professor Fang, I'm so grateful to you."

"I really am."

“You are a living Bodhisattva, I am really happy, I am very grateful to you…” he said with tears in his eyes.

Fang Ziye then said, "Well then, you think carefully about what kind of gift you should give me, something under fifty yuan."

"It has to be something I like, and something I can confidently give as a gift." Fang Ziye used specific examples to further capture the man's attention.

Upon hearing this, the man indeed looked troubled: "Is the budget only fifty yuan? Can't I add a little more out of my own pocket?"

The man's daughter thought Fang Ziye was implying that he wanted to give her a red envelope, and immediately said, "Professor Fang, don't worry, we will definitely visit you in person to express our gratitude later."

"I cannot increase the credit limit; I need complete invoices and payment records."

"Otherwise, I won't accept it!"

"Please think about it carefully first, and let me take another look at your test results..." Fang Ziye said, then looked at the family members.

"You'd better come up with some ideas to give Uncle something specific to do, so that his emotions won't fluctuate too much. For example, how to take care of his grandson in the future, something more concrete."

"Okay, okay." The patient's wife and daughter both laughed.

He then bowed sincerely and said, "Thank you, Professor Fang."

"Let me see the test results first, you don't need to be so polite..." Fang Ziye was deeply moved by their words.

However, since it was a feeling of being moved rather than sad, smiles were easily rekindled, and they were contagious; the ward was soon filled with laughter… (End of Chapter)