top student at medical school

The new campus of Zhongnan Hospital is located near a scenic area. Although it is winter and there are no flowers, Fang Ziye can still hear the birds chirping outside when he gets up and sits or lies on the bed.

"I slept well this time. Apart from not having enough time, everything else was fine."

"Sleep quality is better when you're tired," Fang Ziye murmured, pushing back the covers and getting up to tidy his sweater.

After getting used to wearing pajamas, Fang Ziye felt some discomfort in his back after getting up.

Fang Ziye glanced at the time; it was only 7:10 a.m., and there was still plenty of time before the shift handover. He decided to take another shower, dry his hair, and then head to the 'cafeteria' of the chief inpatient office!
There were already people sharing a table inside.

Lan Tianluo's snoring was deafening, and it looked as if he had been forced to work like a beast of burden after Fang Ziye fell asleep.

Fang Ziye looked at Hu Qingyuan: "Do you know when Tianluo returned?"

Hu Qingyuan shook his head: "Master, I got up at 6:30. Senior Brother Tianluo has already returned."

"At 5:20 this morning, the doctor on duty prescribed painkillers for the patients in the department. At that time, the nurse said that Brother Tianluo had not returned yet."

Fang Ziye was somewhat worried after hearing this.

Given the frequency of emergency room visits at the new hospital, Lan Tianluo will eventually break down if he keeps working like this.

However, there is currently no attending physician in my own group, otherwise I could still have a go with Lan Tianluolun.

Even Li Nuo is at the level of associate chief physician.

However, after taking out the hot dry noodles, Fang Ziye thought for a moment and then called Sun Shaoqing: "Senior Brother Sun, can I discuss something with you?"

“Tell me!” Sun Shaoqing was still on his way.

"Senior Brother Sun, there are quite a lot of emergency consultations and surgeries at the new hospital campus right now. Tianluo feels like he can't handle it all by himself. Could you take a look?"

"Could we compete with him, and then I'll help you take a turn after he's done?" Fang Ziye asked.

Sun Shaoqing remained silent for about twenty seconds before replying, "Ziye, to be honest, even if I finish my postdoctoral studies, given the current situation in the department, it will be quite difficult for me to stay."

"This suggestion isn't very reliable!"

"I have more reliable information... Wang Yuanqi has been brought back by your great summoning spell..."

"Taking advantage of the recruitment drive at the new campus, Wang Yuanqi has already passed the interview this time."

"It seems like he'll be coming to the department for a shadowing assessment around the middle of this month, but I guess it'll just be a formality."

The new campus of Zhongnan Hospital has just opened. While it has a sufficient pool of associate senior-level personnel, it is still short of resident physicians and attending physicians.

In addition to recruiting recent graduates, the hospital is also open to considering previous graduates.

Wang Yuanqi had only been out of school for a short time and was under the age of 35. He had been a doctor at the hospital before, but Deng Yong's "shady dealings" affected him.

Of course, Deng Yong's 'shenanigans' were in the past, and that doesn't mean Wang Yuanqi can't make a comeback.

Wang Yuanqi's professional skills are more than sufficient for a newly recruited physician at this hospital; his only shortcoming is a slight lack of research experience.

"Brother Qi is coming back? Didn't Brother Qi already have a job lined up?" Fang Ziye was taken aback.

"He had already made the appointment, but then he didn't go. He was unemployed for almost half a year, then he managed to get a few more articles by riding on someone else's coattails, and now he's back..."

At this point, Sun Shaoqing added, "Ziye, you don't need to worry about me. This world is all about chance encounters."

"If I can get to the front, I won't back down, but I also won't let you get any leverage against me. If any brothers from other hospitals are willing to come to our hospital and fight alongside us, then we'll see who has the best skills."

Fang Ziye replied, "Senior Brother Sun, everyone relies on their own abilities, but the experiences they have before relying on their own abilities are all different."

“In the past, I had no choice, but now, let’s try to win people over with virtue…” Fang Ziye hinted without hesitation.

There's nothing to be embarrassed about.

Students of academicians and top professors, riding on the halo of their teachers and relying on the high-quality resources of their teams, how much more have they accumulated?

Can you say that what others learn from a team cannot be considered part of their prior experience before job hunting?

That's definitely not true.

When you're looking for a job, the competition isn't about what kind of transportation you arrive in, but about what skills you possess at the time of the interview.

Operational skills can be assessed immediately, but research capabilities can only be reflected in your research resume, or more simply, in the quantity and quality of your research publications.

Fang Ziye hung up the phone with Sun Shaoqing, his mind still buzzing a little—

He was the director of the new ward, but Fang Ziye was completely unaware that Wang Yuanqi was going to come back to apply for the job again.

Could it be that his master, Deng Yong, is up to some kind of shady scheme again?
Fang Ziye picked up the noodles, returned from the general inpatient office to the director's office, and then dialed Deng Yong's number.

"Ziye, what's up? Haven't you gone to the clinic yet?" Deng Yong remembered Fang Ziye's clinic days.

"Master, I just heard from Senior Brother Sun that Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi is coming back?" Fang Ziye asked.

Deng Yong's voice remained unchanged: "Yes, Wang Yuanqi also submitted his resume, and I screened them."

"It's not decided yet, because the hospital hasn't decided how many positions our orthopedics department will recruit this time."

"In principle, it should be around two, but our orthopedics platform has improved a bit, so if there are particularly outstanding talents, it doesn't matter if we keep three or four. We have such a big shortage right now."

"The recruitment was initiated by the personnel department and the college office. Only after passing the preliminary qualification review and interview will the recruitment proceed to the junior college."

“At that time, the assignments will be random, and Wang Yuanqi might not even be assigned to our trauma surgery department…” Deng Yong’s voice was relaxed.

If in the past few years, joint surgery was the advantageous department of orthopedics at Zhongnan Hospital, with the accumulation of resources from all sides, resulting in a large number of talented individuals.

Trauma surgery is now a higher-quality subspecialty of orthopedics. In fair competition, Deng Yong is second to none, and this state of affairs will not last for more than five years.

As the saying goes, fortune changes every day; if others can sit on the throne of fortune, so can you, and sit firmly on it.

"Master, don't tamper with the program; optimize it before it's even started!" Fang Ziye interjected.

Upon hearing this, Deng Yong sighed deeply: "Once bitten by a snake, twice shy. Master, I don't blame you for thinking of me this way."

"But I can assure you that there won't be any surprises this time. Your master has been beaten before."

"To be honest, besides you, Wang Yuanqi is my favorite student. My other students are all just ordinary."

Fang Ziye could understand Deng Yong's words.

Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi is indeed more outstanding than some of the other fellow disciples in Deng Yong's school.

If Wang Yuanqi hadn't graduated early last year, he might have been 'made' into a special admission spot by Deng Yong.

However, there can't be that many special recruitment slots in a year. Compared to the available slots, Wang Yuanqi had no choice but to give way to the more outstanding Fang Ziye.

Surely we can't let Wang Yuanqi take the special admission spot and then let Fang Ziye compete with that PhD from Huashan Hospital, can we?
While doing things this way will certainly lead to success in the pharmaceutical industry, where do you place the pharmaceutical industry?
Deng Yong had done the same thing before...

By having Song Yi pursue the advanced operational skills assessment program and Li Yuanpei take the regular route to enter the institute for doctoral studies, Deng Yong could gain two students at once.

Deng Yong succeeded too; he could have gotten three, but Song Yi didn't want to be snubbed...

If Deng Yong hadn't suggested that Song Yi try the advanced operational skills assessment program so that Li Yuanpei could pursue a doctorate, Song Yi would be very grateful to Deng Yong.

This is a matter of approach!
Therefore, it was impossible last year for Fang Ziye to give way to Wang Yuanqi, for Wang Yuanqi to get the special admission spot, and for Fang Ziye to fight for it...

Fang Ziye reviewed the incident and understood Deng Yong's difficulties at the time, but Fang Ziye had his own considerations back then.

That's why Fang Ziye chose to graduate early. Once a choice is made, there's no right or wrong: "Master, if Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi can't stay in the hospital this time, I will apply to the hospital to give him my 'equipment' quota."

When Fang Ziye applied for talent recruitment at our institute, there were two slots available for "family members to be provided with jobs".

This spot was originally intended for Fang Ziye's 'partner,' but Luo Tingzhu didn't need it.

The hospital wouldn't be too rigid. If they absolutely had to protect one or two top talents like Fang Ziye, they couldn't completely deny them any options...

Actually, Deng Yong and his group had a similar approach back then, but they had already exhausted it.

"Why are you getting involved in this?" Deng Yong's tone immediately turned serious.

"Master, we're short-staffed. The number of emergency cases in our new hospital is almost as high as in our original hospital. We have a lot of emergency patients in our specialty."

"If no one comes to fill in, I feel like the chief resident would die of overwork while I'm leading the team."

"I don't want what happened to Teacher Dong to happen to me," Fang Ziye said frankly.

If Lan Tianluo had any health problems while on duty, how much would that actually have to do with Fang Ziye?
The number of emergency patients is not caused by Fang Ziye; the responsibility for the overall inpatient situation lies with the hospital's system.

But that's how the system works now. If you're a leader and your subordinate works themselves to death, it certainly won't kill you outright, but it's enough to make you a thorn in your side and leave an indelible "stain" on your record!
No organization within the system can tolerate its subordinates dying on duty.

Once it happens, the whole line will be in trouble.

Furthermore, from another perspective, Lan Tianluo is Fang Ziye's "confidant," so how could Fang Ziye watch him day and night?

Since Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong had sheltered him from the storm, Fang Ziye couldn't turn the tables on them, so he could only inherit this 'legacy'.

Even if it means giving up some things.

If we're short-staffed, we need to hire more people.

Wang Yuanqi wasn't lacking in ability, but rather he was incredibly "unlucky." If he had faced that PhD from Huashan Hospital head-on back then, Wang Yuanqi might not have been without a chance of winning.

As one of the few people who passed the assessment for the Advanced Operations Special Program to pursue a doctorate, Wang Yuanqi's operations were already at the top level among doctoral candidates.

Even at Huashan Hospital and Jishuitan Hospital, very few people can pass the doctoral exam solely through practical skills!
It was Deng Yong who, in his pursuit of stability, extinguished any chance of survival!
"Let's talk about it later. Let's not use any quotas yet. That wouldn't be fair to Wang Yuanqi," Deng Yong replied.

“Yes, Master, I definitely believe Senior Brother Wang,” Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

But in my heart I was complaining—

Oh, Master, when it was my turn to contribute, you understood everything and felt that doing so was an insult to Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi.

And you are his master, so it's only natural for you to mentor him. Even if you don't trust him, it's still a form of care, right...?

Fang Ziye didn't dwell on it. After quickly finishing his breakfast, he led his team into the office for the handover.

After a brief handover, Fang Ziye took Feng Junfeng to the outpatient clinic.

Hu Qingyuan stayed in the department to continue processing the collected data and, together with people from other departments, recorded the postoperative conditions of spinal cord injury patients.

This is not a small matter, so we must be careful and handle each step very carefully.

At noon.

While waiting for Feng Junfeng to pick up lunch, Fang Ziye glanced at his phone and noticed that Song Tingzhen from Dabo Company and Yao Guang from Guangbai Group had both sent him private messages.

Song Tingzhen said, "Professor Fang, the New Year celebrations continue until the end of the first month of the lunar calendar. I wish you a Happy New Year once again."

"After the project started, I immediately reported it to the head office. Now we have finally managed to get a very professional team for you, Professor Fang."

"After a meeting, our company's head office decided to send five engineers with doctoral degrees to be stationed in Han City, ready to be dispatched by you, Professor Fang, at any time. If you have any tasks that you are too busy with, please let us know."

"Our company will pay Professor Fang a 'consulting' service fee..."

The meaning is very simple, and can be summarized as follows:

Professor Fang, just assign us tasks, and we'll do them. You won't have to pay us; our company will pay you according to the fees for expert consultation.

The purpose is very clear: we hope that Professor Fang can throw some things over so that we can all eat some meat or drink some soup together.

This shows that Dabo Company highly values ​​the research value of Fangziye and wants to "recruit" Fangziye in various unconventional ways.

The information from Yao Guangfa of Guangbai Group was even more interesting: "Professor Fang, our company has recently decided to invest heavily in building a new research base in Wuhan."

"Currently, some R&D teams have been transferred there, and it is not far from the sanatorium in Wuhan and the new campus of Zhongnan Hospital."

"The team is very well-rounded in terms of both cross-sectional and vertical aspects. We have plenty of manpower for both drug registration and clinical trials. If Professor Fang has time, you can come and visit us and offer some guidance."

"Also, Professor Fang, Boss Chen Guangbai specifically instructed me to make sure to visit him soon. I wonder when would be a convenient time for you, Professor Fang?"

"Would you like to have a simple meal together?"

Fang Ziye was stunned for a moment upon hearing this.

Yao Guanghui directly contacts Chen Guangbai, which is quite a high-ranking position within the Guangbai Group. Fang Ziye replied, "Manager Yao, are you and Dr. Chen still very familiar with each other?"

"I was tricked by Chen Guangbai halfway through, and now he's extricated himself from the situation, but he's trapped me."

"However, this personal relationship will not affect your decision, Professor Fang."

"I was afraid of affecting Professor Fang's thinking, so I never mentioned it. After all, it's only during holidays that we talk about personal relationships. Actually, I've admired Professor Fang for a long time, but I've never had the chance to visit him..."

Fang Ziye rolled his eyes and replied, "Manager Yao, please don't tell me you're the chief engineer Mr. Chen mentioned!"

When Fang Ziye was in Enshi, he mentioned to Fang Ziye the reason why Guangbai Group was able to develop to its current scale.

Operations are one thing, but having a strong product is also a key factor.

For a product to be competitive, it needs to generate output, not only patents but also scientific research. Combining research and commerce and taking a relatively high-end approach is essential to stand out from domestic companies that produce high-quality imitations.

Otherwise, you're just imitating equipment, and so am I. Since our quality is the same, why is your company larger than mine?
Relying on the old Chinese medicine doctor Chen Song?
Absolutely impossible. Given the choices Chen Song, the old Chinese medicine doctor, made back then, if he had dared to participate in the operation of Chen Guangbai's company, he would definitely have been trampled to death by the people Chen Song had offended.

At a certain level, you can only guarantee that he is not bound by power, not that he has the power to assist him! "Hello, Chief Engineer Yao, I really didn't realize you were so young!" Fang Ziye said.

Since Yao Guang is the same age as Chen Guangbai, around fifty years old, Yao Guang's actual appearance makes him look at most in his thirties.

She's maintained herself incredibly well.

"Haha, right... Thank you for your praise, Professor Fang. Our Guangbai Group has always been the most friendly to you, Professor Fang."

"Besides, I was quite curious about you, Professor Fang, and I didn't have any particularly important projects recently, so I pretended to be a sales manager to get close to you..."

"Putting everything else aside, Professor Fang, your medical ethics are top-notch in my eyes. Back then, I thought that if I could collaborate on a research project with you in this lifetime, it would be worth it..."

"Manager Yao, I have a patient here. Let's talk later." Fang Ziye stopped the conversation after hearing the knock on the door.

“It’s lunch break time now, Professor Fang, do you still have patients? Then please continue with your work.” Yao Guang replied immediately.

"Please come in!" Fang Ziye looked towards the door.

"Professor Fang, it's still us. My daughter is going downstairs for her checkup... I still want to ask, Professor Fang, is it true?"

"Is there no other way?" The speaker was a middle-aged man, about forty years old, with a haggard face and expectant eyes as he looked at Fang Ziye.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye took a deep breath and said, "Brother, your child is too young. Even if I were willing to treat him now, the prognosis is unpredictable."

"To be honest, I have already admitted another patient with a spinal cord injury today, but he is already an adult, so even if the treatment process has some impact, it will not affect his life."

"But your child is still young."

The child is only five years old this year, and should be in the middle class of kindergarten.

But on his way to kindergarten, he fell from the building and suffered a concussion, which resulted in complete paralysis of both lower limbs...

Fang Ziye touched his hair and said, "Brother, he can still write and read, for now..."

"Let's leave him some options; he can really afford to wait."

The little girl is only five years old; she has a long future ahead of her.

He wasn't the young man Fang Ziye had previously admitted to the hospital; that young man was someone who needed to recover quickly so he could go back to work...

So he has to fight.

Whether you put it together well or not, you have to try.

Because he has his own responsibilities. Although he is only twenty-four years old, he is already a father and a husband, and his family is not well-off. If he really cannot recover completely, he is very likely to face the separation of his wife and children...

Moreover, their parents will suffer greatly for the rest of their lives.

But this middle-aged daughter doesn't have that kind of pressure now, so she can wait a few years until the treatment plan is more mature before starting treatment.

“Professor Fang, I know what you mean, but do you know that my Zhouzhou used to really love going out to play? She was very outgoing, and she loved running around…”

“She’s still so young now, and she doesn’t cry as much as she did last year, but she seems to be depressed and withdrawn. It breaks my heart to see her like this.”

“I’m even more anxious… What if it drags on and there’s no hope left?” the man replied.

A five-year-old girl can only sit slumped at home, confined to a wheelchair. Can she continue to be cheerful?

Such a mindset should not be present in a five-year-old girl.

"I know, I understand, and it pains me to see it."

"But, brother, you know what, I don't know what to do either. We're all in the exploratory stage right now."

“She’s a child, she shouldn’t be a ‘test subject,’ well, she can really wait.”

"Moreover, as I understand it, the benefits of her choosing to continue waiting outweigh the benefits of starting treatment immediately..."

"You've spoken so frankly and openly; if I truly believed the advantages outweighed the disadvantages, I wouldn't have remained so heartless and completely disregarded your choices!"

“Really!” Fang Ziye stood up, his eyes sincere.

It's fair to say that the cases Fang Ziye is willing to accept now are generally those who are desperate and want to try anything, those who feel they don't want to live a miserable life and truly feel that life is worse than death.

Or perhaps they are facing an extremely difficult situation, so they hope to take a gamble and turn their lives around...

If he doesn't choose to continue treatment, his family might fall apart, he might go completely insane, and he might collapse on the spot...

Fang Ziye definitely wouldn't agree to a five-year-old girl like you getting involved.

"Professor Fang, it's me!"

“My Zhouzhou, I really love her.”

"Seeing her like this, I feel like I'm dying inside. I've always just wanted her to be healthy..." the man said.

Judging from her daughter's age, she is either middle-aged and married and had children late, or she looks older because she has been through so much.

“I also hope she stays healthy, but how can I put it? We have to wait for the time that has to be waited for, even if it will be very painful, we have to get through it.”

"After all, if a few years have passed and the treatment methods and techniques have matured, and the little girl doesn't receive the best treatment, you will regret it, and she may also regret it."

"There's no need for that."

"Moreover, even if the treatment trial is unsuccessful, it will not cause the little girl a huge psychological blow, as she is still young."

“Her expectations and trust in everything far exceed those of us adults. I don’t want her to be disappointed in me…” Fang Ziye said.

Adults don't understand the world of children, and Fang Ziye probably doesn't either.

But he knew that most children's world was very pure; they believed in saviors, fairy tales, gods, and bodhisattvas who could lead them out of their suffering.

If this belief doesn't work, they may not be able to move on until they reach adulthood and mature.

Fang Ziye didn't want to be placed on such high expectations, to become someone else's lifeline, or to become their 'only' savior...

"Thank you, Professor Fang. I'm sorry to bother you."

"Goodbye. If possible, please let me know as soon as possible. No matter where I am, I will bring Zhouzhou to find you immediately."

"No matter when," the man said firmly.

Fang Ziye nodded: "Definitely!"

Shortly after the man left, Feng Junfeng came in from outside carrying two servings of rice.

Food delivery services are not allowed inside the outpatient building, so Feng Junfeng had to go downstairs to pick them up.

Feng Junfeng asked, "Master, did Zhouzhou's parents come again?"

"What? We're both girls, yet our fates are so different?"

Fang Ziye glanced at Feng Junfeng and took a deep breath: "This is the world. In some people's eyes, a little girl is like a warm cotton-padded jacket, even more pampered than a son."

"But in the eyes of another group of people, that's a 'money-losing proposition'!"

“Feng Junfeng, 80,000 yuan is a lot for an ordinary rural family.”

"Moreover, this 80,000 yuan can buy out a rural child's entire life."

There are definitely a lot of patients visiting the outpatient clinic.

This morning, a mother brought her little girl to the clinic. The condition was very serious; she had a knee deformity.

I used to break my leg and fracture it, and I sought conservative treatment from traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in my hometown.

The fracture heals, but intra-articular fractures fuse completely after healing, resulting in deformities.

Moreover, the surrounding muscles and nerves also became disordered...

The little girl also has an older brother, who is two years older than her. The child's father works away from home, and when he heard that the surgery might cost more than 80,000 yuan, he immediately decided not to continue treatment.

Fang Ziye overheard this sentence while the little girl's mother was on the phone.

"Eighty thousand yuan, that's enough for half of my son's dowry when he gets married..." These are the words spoken by the child's father himself.

The little girl is quite "well-behaved," but it's unclear whether she's naturally well-behaved or passively so.

The mother and daughter left and never returned.

Fang Ziye continued to warn, "Feng Junfeng, you wouldn't have any good intentions, would you?"

"How much can you get up? Look at these patients this morning. How many of them come from impoverished families now that we've gradually resumed normal outpatient services?"

"Even if you're a chief physician or a professor, and you put your entire year's salary into it, you still wouldn't be able to make a living from just one morning's work!"

"Our treatment costs are too high, and the medical insurance system isn't comprehensive enough!"

"We can't afford it!"

Feng Junfeng shook his head: "Master, I didn't do it out of kindness. I just felt sorry for the other little girl. She had such a father."

Feng Junfeng gritted his teeth: "Master, do you really think that her family can't even come up with 80,000 yuan if she really needs treatment?"

"Can't borrow it?"

"Can't pay it back?"

"I don't believe it!" Feng Junfeng retorted to Fang Ziye's persuasion with a somewhat confident tone.

Feng Junfeng's words silenced Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye would definitely believe it if you said that the family couldn't come up with 80,000 yuan!

However, it's generally true that for a family with relatively normal interpersonal relationships, not a particularly unusual one, borrowing 80,000 yuan for medical treatment is still achievable, as long as they aren't from a special family.

However, Fang Ziye did not want to delve into the underlying logic, as it was too profound for him to comprehend.

"Let's eat..."

"After you finish eating, come with your master for a walk to help you digest," Fang Ziye said.

“Yes, Master!” Feng Junfeng nodded.

……

Fang Ziye said he was going to aid digestion, but in reality, he was curious about the 'laboratory' Yao Guang had mentioned.

So I made an appointment with Yao Guang to visit the laboratory that Guangbai Group had just set up near the hospital.

It's just a brief visit, it won't take long.

After arriving at the location, it appears that the area was previously a factory or industrial park!

After being bought by Guangbai Group, it was transformed into a laboratory area.

The building isn't tall, only about six or seven stories, and the architectural style doesn't really resemble a laboratory.

But now, the interior design has changed drastically.

Yao Guang personally led Fang Ziye on a tour: "Professor Fang, this laboratory is intended to be directly connected with the Han City Sanatorium in the future, so it was built according to world-class standards."

"Furthermore, there are other buildings nearby that are also for rent or sale, so there may be plans to build an instrument measurement center and a supply source for the central area of ​​animal testing in the future..."

"Look over here, our staff have already moved in and started conducting experiments. What we are doing now is optimizing the flow of common instruments, striving to continuously update and upgrade our products, and aiming to always stay at the international advanced level. This requires continuous trial and error to obtain the most authentic data."

"And here, this is the area where instruments are used in animal testing. We have a relatively good and experienced surgical team that can perform common animal fracture internal fixation or other instrument replacement procedures with relative expertise..."

"We also have several other laboratories in Seoul, all related to materials, mainly exploring new elements that are usable and safe for medical devices..."

"Well, Professor Fang?" Yao Guang asked, hands on his hips, after giving a brief introduction, waiting for Fang Ziye's evaluation.

"It's very comprehensive and international, more comprehensive than the laboratories in teaching hospitals, and the equipment is also very new."

“It even has greater commercial potential than the laboratories in nursing homes.”

"You guys are more professional when it comes to production lines and clusters for experimental products!" Fang Ziye gave a thumbs up.

Yao Guang was very pleased with Fang Ziye's praise, and sighed, "The hardware is good, but the talent is hard to find!"

"Basically, all the qualified, capable, innovative, and ambitious research talents have been snapped up by the state..."

"Actually, this is for the best, so that I don't end up like him, tainted by money my whole life, accomplishing nothing..."

Yao Guang's expression was complicated.

Financial freedom versus self-actualization—no matter which choice you make, there will be regrets; that's life...

However, this topic was too far beyond Feng Junfeng's reach.

He stared intently at his master, then at Yao Guang. At that moment, he was certain that if it weren't for his master, he, Feng Junfeng, would at most be just another ordinary staff member in this laboratory...

What does Feng Junfeng, a mere twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, know about scientific research? (End of Chapter)