top student at medical school

After politely seeing the group off, Fang Ziye climbed back into bed, feeling at peace.

Although Fang Ziye can stay up late, he doesn't like it.

Having finally reached the positions of associate chief physician, associate professor, and ward director, Fang Ziye wouldn't let go of the privilege of not making ward rounds on weekends, so he simply took a nap...

However, Fang Ziye didn't stay awake for long before waking up.

At 9:40, the alarm clock rang, and the sunlight streaming through the window was so bright that the curtains couldn't block it at all.

When Fang Ziye got up, Liao Jia, who hadn't been disturbed, had already sent a message, the latest of which included his location: "If you don't come over, I'll pack you up."

"Don't mind if the dough gets soggy."

Three minutes ago, not too far away, Fang Ziye hurriedly typed: "Leaving immediately, I was woken up by a few people this morning."

After getting up, brushing his teeth, washing up, and changing his clothes, Fang Ziye set off immediately.

While waiting for the elevator, Fang Ziye saw an unfamiliar text message in his unread messages: "Professor Fang, this is Han Yue. I apologize again for disturbing you this morning. If you have any thoughts, please feel free to contact me."

"I will definitely pass on the message immediately!"

This must be one of the three people who arrived this morning, but Fang Ziye did not respond.

After driving straight to a small roadside stall and parking temporarily, Fang Ziye ordered a bowl of hot dry noodles.

Liao Jia wasn't used to the taste of hot dry noodles, so she didn't eat much of the noodles in her bowl. She was eating a flatbread now. After Fang Ziye sat down, Liao Jia handed him her phone screen.

"Brother Liao, by the time you see this message, I should already be back in Cheng'en City."

"Thank you so much, Brother Liao, for broadening my horizons during this trip to Wuhan. However, I feel that I am rather dull and lack sufficient experience, and I am unable to keep up with the team's pace."

"Therefore, please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye and for my short escape this time, Professor Liao."

"I admit that my basic knowledge is insufficient, and I am not in a suitable position to focus on learning in my current team."

"Professor Liao, there are quite a few people in the current lab who can replace me. I'll be back for half a month to figure out some more theoretical frameworks before I come back to learn from you!"

Liao Jia, anticipating what Fang Ziye would say after reading it, whispered, "It seems Xiao Shang is a little shaken up and has headed straight home."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye said, "Brother Liao, I still don't quite understand how you transferred clinical diseases to animals. It's only natural that Brother Shang would be upset."

"That's good. He's never witnessed your abilities firsthand before, so he's always felt resentful, thinking he's been overlooked and that our team is 'ostracizing' him!"

Shang Kunpeng is older than Fang Ziye, at thirty-four years old this year, but younger than Liao Jia.

Shang Kunpeng graduated with a doctorate several years ago and had been working in a company, but his work was not very successful.

Nie Mingxian found out that Shang Kunpeng's animal testing skills were quite good, so he simply poached him. However, after joining the team, Shang Kunpeng found it difficult to find his "position" and was constantly learning to integrate.

Liao Jia said, "Actually, it's hard for me to explain what kind of feeling it is. Is it precise destruction or precise explosion?"

"However, after spending time with him, I think Shang Kunpeng is quite good. I suggest keeping him on long-term, as he still has a lot of potential."

Liao Jia lowered his eyelids slightly and spoke more cautiously: "Although Shang Kunpeng is still a bit behind me in terms of ability, we have different strengths. He has experience in building animal models in a more formal way and is a more orthodox researcher in basic scientific research models."

"My current method is unorthodox."

What is formal academic training? It means having developed a systematic theory, such as the currently popular field of animal models, which involves building animal models with specific gene knockouts.

Fang Ziye also focuses on this direction, which is the fundamental driving force behind his previous ability to create the HK2 nude mouse model.

Liao Jia's approach is unorthodox.

If Liao Jia were to perform gene knockout, his success rate might not be as high as Fang Ziye's or Shang Kunpeng's, but his method of directly transferring clinical symptoms to animals is unique.

This is unheard of!

If the medical community had such a mature theory, then every doctor could have plenty of practice opportunities, and these opportunities would be very close to clinical practice.

Liao Jia himself couldn't quite explain what he felt; he could do it, but he couldn't articulate it.

Liao Jia isn't like me; after figuring out a new technology, I can immediately increase my proficiency by adding points.

Then, after improving his proficiency, he will work backward to deduce the theory. He needs to rely on his own slow practice to summarize the theory, which is not something that can be done in a few years.

"We all think Shang Kunpeng is pretty good, but he's quite competitive."

"Capable people are like this; they don't want to be mediocre. Only half-baked people want to lie low in the team."

“Talent is rare, we will definitely keep Brother Shang!” Fang Ziye said.

Liao Jia continued, "Actually, I did think about teaching him, but I didn't know how, and I was afraid of teaching him wrong. It's not that I'm being overly protective..."

"Of course!" Fang Ziye didn't say anything more.

From Fang Ziye's current perspective, he's afraid that others won't be able to learn it, so how could he possibly hide it and prevent others from learning it?
If possible, Fang Ziye would love for others to learn all his abilities so that he could give back to the team.

"Ziye, you know Song Yi, right? I heard from Wu Xuanqi that you're quite familiar with him," Liao Jia suddenly asked.

Fang Ziye nodded: "Yes, I know him. What's up?"

"Song Yi is in the same year as me. We originally had the opportunity to be classmates, but now he is Professor Duan Hong's student and should be graduating soon."

Liao Jia lowered his head and said, "Can you find a way to bring him over here?"

You know biophysics, right?

Liao Jia didn't keep them in suspense: "I've looked it up before. Biophysics is a branch of biology that uses the concepts and methods of physics to study the relationship between the structure and function of organisms at various levels, the physical and physicochemical processes of life activities, and the physical properties of matter in the process of life activities."

"Biophysics has two relatively high-end research directions: bioinformatics and biocybernetics, and sensory and neurobiophysics. I think if your topic is to be further advanced, you will need talents in this field."

"Currently, there are almost no people in the world who have any knowledge of this, but I have seen Song Yi reading books on this subject before."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye frowned.

Life sciences is a broad discipline, and so is physics.

When two disciplines intersect, many more sub-disciplines emerge, and very few people can span both fields, with little overlap.

"I estimate it will be quite difficult. Song Yi and my teacher had a disagreement before," Fang Ziye replied truthfully.

Liao Jia's eyes flickered, but he didn't ask for the specific reason. He just suggested, "But I still hope you can step in and try to get him. Even if you can't bring him into the team, try to get him temporarily."

"Let's brainstorm together. With your current connections and influence, if you bring this up with Professor Duan Hong, there's a high probability he'll agree."

"Once Song Yi joins the team, whether he will still think about leaving is a matter for the future."

Liao Jia firmly believes that anyone who understands medical research and joins Fang Ziye's team will be like a piece of chewing gum stuck to them, making it very difficult to get rid of them.

People who are used to eating refined grains will find it difficult to swallow coarse grains.

It's not that all research projects outside of Fang Ziye's team are rudimentary, but they might not be as refined or advanced as these...

"Okay, I'll ask!" After listening to advice and having eaten his fill, Fang Ziye didn't pretend to be superior.

In order to keep Lan Tianluo here, her teacher Yuan Weihong requested to postpone his studies for a year, and then brought about the current achievements for his school.

It can be said that without Lan Tianluo, the development speed of Fang Ziye's research group would have been delayed by at least 40%, or even more.

Researchers who have been through the wringer of data processing all understand this.

Fang Ziye never underestimated Song Yi, but Song Yi was just an 'ordinary' genius after all, and didn't have the same extraordinary talent as Fang Ziye. Therefore, his professional and scientific research growth rate was bound to be slower than Fang Ziye's, though he was stronger than most people.

Fang Ziye would not adopt a policy of indiscriminately recruiting anyone, nor would he gather all qualified individuals together.

Therefore, Fang Ziye and Song Yi have had little contact in recent years.

But that doesn't mean Song Yi doesn't have other hobbies...

A highly professional person, regardless of any hobby they develop, may be able to apply their professional skills to it. This applies to any hobby, even LSP (Lifestyle of Spiritual Impairment).

……

February 8th, Saturday, 11:54 AM.

Fang Ziye and Liao Jia finished their one-and-a-half-hour "two-person mini-session" operation in the morning and took a break outside the animal experiment operation room.

The two did not order any more takeout, because Song Tingzhen and others from Dabo Company, who were very considerate, simply brought over the "cafeteria chefs" that Fang Ziye and the others liked to eat.

This level of attention to detail in pleasing others is truly exceptional.

After placing his order, Liao Jia exclaimed, "Damn, it's so nice to be rich. Even though I consider myself to have some money, I never thought I'd spend it like this."

"I've heard that in some aristocratic circles, some people can simply bring an entire food street back to their homes..."

Are you kidding me? You want to order whatever takeout you want? I'll just poach the chef from the restaurant for you!
Is this something humans do?
But that's exactly what those medical device manufacturers did.

"I don't understand either. I can only say that rich people are really lucky, but their troubles are also quite sophisticated." Fang Ziye shook his head.

How long have Fang Ziye and Liao Jia been in this animal laboratory? At most, about twenty days.

Automatic coffee machines have become professional baristas.

There was no kitchen at first, then the kitchen was renovated, and now there are professional chefs who not only serve Fang Ziye, but also make Dean Wang Xinghuan and others feel comfortable.

"It's because the economic scale and network of people involved in this topic are too large, that others will treat you like an ancestor."

"Everyone, regardless of their physical condition, will face illness."

"The wealthier and more powerful a person is, the more they care about their health and invest a lot in it."

"They are willing to pay a huge price to prolong their lives. I heard someone say that they had some kind of blood disease, but I can't remember the specific name. They needed blood transfusions to stay alive."

"He directly found more than twenty 'employees' across the country whose blood types matched. They were all in easy jobs, requiring little skill or education, with a monthly salary of over 10,000 yuan, a rental apartment provided, and their children could even stay in the city to study with them!"

Fang Ziye pursed his lips: "Blood transfusion is different from selling blood. Transmitting a small amount of blood will not affect one's health, unless the person's constitution is poor."

"If my physical condition isn't good, I doubt any boss would dare hire me, so I think it's not a bad idea!"

For ordinary people, a monthly salary of 10,000 is already an extremely high salary.

Fang Ziye then said, "Brother Liao, I heard that Manager Song and his team are planning to build a gym and a small library here..."

Is this really appropriate?

Speaking of which, Fang Ziye had heard that some super-large companies had their own gyms, snack bars, and reading areas...

But these things are impossible to find in a hospital.

Perhaps Fang Ziye's experience was limited, but he always felt that such treatment was like living in a dream. How could a working beast of burden receive such good treatment?

Liao Jia sighed softly and lowered his voice, saying, "Fang Ziye, do you believe it or not, if you just let slip a little bit, they can find you a few very willing and sensible female college students tomorrow?"

"They're all good-looking, and guaranteed to be mature women?"

Fang Ziye's eyes flickered: "What nonsense!"

"I'm talking about this kind of thing, this is off-exchange services. Don't ask me how I know, I just know." Liao Jia turned over.

"There are 360 ​​professions, and every profession can produce an expert. If you become the top person in the country in one industry, then you will definitely be a big shot!"

"If you can become the best in the world, there will always be people who will treat you like royalty. If you don't meet such a person, then you are definitely not strong enough."

Fang Ziye gave a half-smile: "So, Brother Liao, are you saying I'm not good enough?"

"I knew it! I still have to work hard. You guys always say I'm lazy."

Liao Jia glanced at Fang Ziye: "You're not focused on this! Given your current situation, if you were really interested, you would have done it already."

"Putting everything else aside, your patent for that miniature circulation device alone will spawn a lot of chairpersons. Don't tell me you've never received any hints about it?"

"I don't believe it!"

Liao Jia had also sold 'children' before, so he could roughly guess what would happen.

"Brother Liao, let's not talk about this anymore, it's pointless."

"To be honest, so far, I haven't seen anyone more beautiful than my wife. Even if some people are good-looking, it's just that they make up for their shortcomings by playing to their strengths, or seeking narrowness in an empty space."

"Means nothing."

It's impossible to say that Fang Ziye himself wasn't lustful; they were both normal adult men, and Fang Ziye initially had lustful thoughts towards Luo Tingzhu.

Fang Ziye, however, had absolutely no interest in dew.

"I feel like you're being sarcastic or mocking..." Liao Jia's defenses crumbled slightly, and his tone became somewhat distorted.

Fang Ziye quickly shook his head: "No, Brother Liao!"

“Everyone’s lifestyle and heartbeat are different. There is no right or wrong, no high or low, noble or base. As long as it does not violate the most basic laws, it is reasonable.” Liao Jia said, “That makes more sense.”

……

Fang Ziye had just come out of the cafeteria when he ran into Chen Guangbai, who looked a bit travel-worn, and Mo Long from the logistics support department of Enshi Sanatorium.

When Fang Ziye first went to the sanatorium, the logistics department was still headed by Director Liang, and Song Libo was the deputy director at that time. Now that Song Libo is acting as the director, it is inconvenient for him to leave at will, so Mo Long, as the deputy director, naturally has to travel more.

Fang Ziye immediately went over to greet them, shaking hands and saying, "Dr. Chen, Director Mo, when did you arrive in Wuhan? What brings you here?"

Chen Guangbai said, "I was just passing through on a business trip. I wasn't originally going to pass through Wuhan, but my father called me and I ended up coming here from Huacheng."

"Director Mo came all the way from Enshi specifically for you!"

"Professor Fang, shall we talk privately?"

Fang Ziye said, "Dr. Chen, aren't you traveling around visiting some famous traditional Chinese medicine doctors in the country? Why would Dean Chen call you for such an important matter? Isn't Dean Chen overthinking things?"

Fang Ziye knew why Chen Guangbai had come: it was because of the three people who had bothered him that morning.

Fang Ziye was not surprised that Chen Song knew that people from the Kyoto Sanatorium had visited him; on the contrary, it would have been absurd if Chen Song had been completely unaware.

After selling some of his shares and stepping down as the company's head, Chen Guangbai returned to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department of Enshi Sanatorium to start over.

However, Chen Guangbai did not stay at the sanatorium permanently, but continued to explore what he had been doing during his time at the company, which was to visit famous traditional Chinese medicine doctors in China.

There are two objectives: one is to ease tensions with them, and the other is to exchange secret formulas and rediscover more effective ones.

“This isn’t just overthinking. You’re an outsider to the Kyoto Sanatorium, and they’ve gone to great lengths to come here.”

“You’re one of us now, but we always seem to ignore you. That’s not really fair.”

"Ziye, let's talk somewhere else." Chen Guangbai noticed that Wang Xinghuan and the others were glancing in this direction intentionally or unintentionally, so he didn't continue the conversation.

Instead, they suggested changing locations first.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's eyes flashed: "Dr. Chen, Boss Chen, Uncle Chen, may I ask if we can stop talking?"

"I believe that Dr. Chen and Uncle Chen will definitely not treat me unfairly!"

Chen Guangbai shook his head: "Friendship is friendship, chatting is chatting, let's keep things separate."

“Our personal relationship is a personal relationship, and the treatment you receive in the sanatorium is the treatment you receive there! Talking about feelings will cost you money.”

"I'm here on a mission, and since I've accepted it, there's no reason not to complete it. Let's find somewhere more convenient to talk."

After Chen Guangbai finished speaking, he looked at Mo Long.

Mo Long replied, "Dr. Chen, I've already discussed this with them before I came. We can go to the conference room."

……

After Fang Ziye walked out of the conference room, he looked refreshed. But as he stepped into the door of the animal laboratory, Liao Jia immediately tried to pull down Fang Ziye's "pants".

Fang Ziye jumped back two steps: "What are you doing? Don't fight like this, okay?"

"I'll give you a free medical check-up; I'm a professional."

"Let me see how badly your chrysanthemum has been blown up?" Liao Jia said sincerely.

Only someone in the medical field could use the word "jealousy" in such a vulgar and obscene way.

"You don't need to worry about that, Brother Liao. I feel perfectly fine. There's nothing uncomfortable about me at all; on the contrary, I feel exceptionally clear-headed right now!" Fang Ziye put his hand in front of him to block the envious Liao Jia.

Liao Jia has some money, but there are some things that money can't buy.

Liao Jia took several deep breaths before asking, "How many did you sell?"

"Why do you talk so rudely? Why do you have to use words like 'sell' and 'explode'?"

"Brother Liao, what's wrong with you?" Fang Ziye stepped forward, intending to walk around Liao Jia.

"Let's find out and see the upper limit!"

Liao Jia's tone became more formal, indicating that he was genuinely inquiring about the upper limit of what one could do within the sanatorium.

Fang Ziye paused slightly, turned his head, and said, "We didn't talk about money."

"My salary hasn't increased by a single penny."

"Stop keeping me in suspense, just tell me already!" Liao Jia said, her eyes wide.

The chaos of this world ultimately revolves around the three words: power, fame, and fortune. Anyone who has the opportunity to pursue them will find it difficult to avoid them.

"There are some priorities, I suppose... For the time being, it shouldn't be difficult to remove a few hats and put on a few hats, but anything else is too far in the future," Fang Ziye replied vaguely and cautiously.

Liao Jia asked, "What do you mean by 'just having some priority'?"

"It shouldn't just be about some hat tricks, right? With your current achievements, it would be almost unreasonable if you weren't awarded the title of Excellent Young Scientist or Outstanding Young Scientist. You'd be going abroad by now."

"What you're saying is just nonsense. Get to the point."

"The two courts?!"

The highest honor in China's academic community is becoming an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences or the Chinese Academy of Engineering, and that's the upper limit that anyone in China can promise Fang Ziye.

Moreover, only a very, very few people can make promises to Fang Ziye; any "promises" from others are just empty words.

The number of academicians in the Chinese Academy of Sciences and the Chinese Academy of Engineering is strictly controlled. Although there is no fixed quota, in practice...
If the previous academician in your field hasn't passed away or stepped down, you generally can't get promoted.

Unless there are very special circumstances, we will consider adding one more person to your major.

After the additional elections, it becomes a long-term process.

"We did talk about it, but that was ten years from now, which is too far in the future."

"There are some other administrative matters that I'm not interested in, so we haven't discussed them in detail."

"They also gave me some slots to get into the sanatorium, that's all!" Fang Ziye stopped keeping them in suspense.

The promises made to Fang Ziye by Enshi Sanatorium were similar to those made by Kyoto Sanatorium, but there were some things that Kyoto Sanatorium could not provide.

That means that as long as the Enshi Sanatorium exists, Fang Ziye's family will not have any problems.

The Kyoto Sanatorium is too far away, and Fang Ziye's parents are most likely unwilling to stay in Kyoto permanently. There is still a chance to go from Ba County to Han City, after all, it is the provincial capital.

Liao Jia sighed: "Actually, the more vague you are, the more secretive the content is!"

"I can guess the general direction even if you don't tell me."

“In a sanatorium, a place that is very pragmatic, you can only make a living by your own abilities. Being snobbish is its disadvantage, but it is also its advantage.”

Liao Jia, having calmed down, said, "So, you still declined the position of branch director of the Ren'en City Sanatorium?"

Fang Ziye nodded and sighed, "At first, I thought I would be very happy to take on the role of the administrative director of the new campus."

"Actually, I was happy for a while, but upon closer reflection, this isn't what interests me, compared to managing departments or administration!"

"I prefer performing surgery and conducting scientific research, so if I can avoid being constrained, I'd let whoever wants to be the administrative director be it."

"I'm starting to regret it now. I definitely won't get involved in this branch dean thing. Let whoever wants it take it or not!"

Liao Jia replied, "Being able to avoid being restrained is itself a manifestation of a right, though not an actual right."

"That's good. If you keep your original intentions pure and unchanged, you will achieve your goals."

After hearing Liao Jia say this, Fang Ziye added, "Dean Chen Song, Dr. Chen Guangbai, Professor Li Yongjun, and others held a meeting some time ago and felt that the current operation mechanism of the sanatorium had some loopholes and deficiencies."

"That means we rely too much on talent recruitment and don't produce our own talent."

"Therefore, the research institute plans to refer to the mechanism of Union Hospital and integrate into universities in Hubei Province to a certain extent, absorbing some affiliated hospitals as a linking institution!"

"Therefore, we are communicating with Huazhong University of Science and Technology and Wuhan University to establish graduate degree programs, intending to cultivate and train some outstanding talents ourselves. In this way, the talents we cultivate will be more reliable."

"Dr. Chen also asked me to ask Professor Liao if you would be interested in taking on one or two students?"

"Yes, the postgraduate admission system in the sanatorium is very strict. It is better to have none than to have one of poor quality. In principle, each person is only allocated one spot within three years."

"Therefore, you should be extra careful when recruiting students, because the students you recruit can be given subsidies in accordance with the treatment standards of 'national defense graduate students'."

Liao Jia was taken aback upon hearing this: "That shouldn't be possible, right? Unless the sanatorium is planning to follow a parallel route with the military medical university."

"Why not? The sanatorium provides substantial support to the Han City Military Region, so negotiating with the military hospital in Han City will be a breeze."

"Anyway, I agreed," Fang Ziye said.

In fact, Fang Ziye hadn't finished translating Chen Guangbai's words, which was that the promotion mechanism within the sanatorium was not particularly clear, and there was no direct upward mobility.

Currently, associate chief physicians and associate professors working in sanatoriums can only return to their original locations and be promoted in their local units before they can reconsider working there.

Without a clear career path, it's not attractive enough.

Enshi Sanatorium is only a research institution; without teaching facilities and teaching modules, it cannot be selected as a professor.

However, sanatoriums are not top-tier hospitals and do not have the authority to select senior professional titles. They only offer research titles, which makes them less competitive.

"Then how is this different from a teaching hospital?" Liao Jia asked rhetorically.

The reason why Enshi Sanatorium was better than ordinary teaching hospitals in the past was because of its relatively brutal competition mechanism!
"Yes, if you do well, you get promoted; if you don't, you're fired. The model is exactly the same as before."

"But the advantage over before is that you can also take some honors back with you, which can attract more talented people who have no hope of promotion but are very capable to come and get their credentials."

"It's relatively easier to find gold in sand than to find gold in shit."

"This suggestion came from Dr. Chen Guangbai. He has recently been visiting many renowned veteran TCM doctors, hoping to secure some recognition for them so that they can try to mentor some of the better students."

"For traditional Chinese medicine to develop properly, it is essential to have a complete and comprehensive teaching and inheritance system."

"Scientific research is actually the same way," Fang Ziye explained precisely.

Liao Jia nodded: "That's true!"

"But, taking on students like this?"

Liao Jia shook his head again after hearing this: "I find it difficult to manage someone like Shang Kunpeng. If you bring me a few undergraduates who are like Teletubbies..."

“I feel like I’m going to die. I’m not good at teaching, and I only got this associate professor title by chance at the university.”

"I don't want to get involved, at least not right now. Don't drag me into this!"

For every person who loves teaching, there is someone who doesn't.

Not all experts are good at teaching; many experts are good at doing things themselves but not at teaching.

On the contrary, in their view, there are some things that can be understood at a glance, but students have been struggling to understand them for years!

This feeling would make them want to kill themselves!
"Let's talk about it later. Let's keep working. The more we work, the more we produce, and the higher our wages will be, so we won't starve!" Fang Ziye was full of fighting spirit at this moment.

Upon hearing this, Liao Jia's tone turned somber: "Ziye, you're definitely hiding something from me that you haven't told me."

"Brother Liao, I'm sure I won't treat you unfairly."

“I am powerless and have no connections. In the sanatorium, your own strength is your best connection, and nothing else matters.”

"Everything is openly and honestly priced out there. If you can get it, go for it; if you can't, just watch others get it."

"I think this is more aboveboard, and the specific incentive mechanism should be released before next month."

“Everyone will be reset to zero and start all over again! That’s pretty good,” Fang Ziye said with a smile.

Liao Jia was stunned: "Everything has to be reset to zero first, and then start all over again. Don't you think that's a loss?"

Fang Ziye replied, "Brother Liao, whether it's a loss or not depends on the maximum amount we can offer you..."

"The sanatorium has recently been acquiring very generous resources while expanding its outreach efforts."

"Putting everything else aside, just this one point: if you are good enough and need an academician's team to work with you on a project, they can find a way to bring an academician over to work with you for a period of time."

"Of course, if you are criticized by academicians and professors who think your work is nonsense, then you will have to take responsibility for it yourself."

"You've been given a special path, but you lack the ability to follow it; you'll have to bear the consequences yourself!!!"

Research institutes produce results that can benefit more people, and naturally they will have more abundant resources.

Liao Jia clicked her tongue slightly upon hearing this, closed her eyes for a few seconds, and then opened them again: "That's great..." (End of this chapter)