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Fang Ziye didn't sleep very well because someone disturbed his "life-saving sleep." He picked up his phone, which was still vibrating after being hung up twice, and after not seeing the contact name, he answered the call.

"Who are you?" Fang Ziye lay sprawled on the bed, his tone displeased, his eyes unfocused...

"Professor Fang, oh, you finally answered the phone. This is Huaxia Hospital... I'm calling to apologize to you, Professor Fang." The other party introduced themselves politely.

"Holy shit..." Fang Ziye cursed directly.

"Don't you check the time when you call? It's the weekend, a non-working day. I haven't slept since Saturday morning until noon today."

"I've hung up on you twice and you're still hitting me, huh? What are you going to apologize for?"

"I don't accept! I'm hanging up."

"Damn it." Fang Ziye's curse was particularly offensive, and he hung up the phone immediately after saying that.

He wasn't just throwing a tantrum to vent; he really wanted to get some rest.

He'd only slept for four hours before being woken up; no wonder Fang Ziye was in a bad mood.

Even if the other party had something important to say, Fang Ziye shouldn't be this angry.

After putting down his phone, Fang Ziye changed his position and fell asleep again.

……

Huaxia Hospital, Development Department.

A middle-aged man put down the phone, which was on speakerphone. His eyes instinctively glared hatefully at the young woman on the other end before he closed his eyes and took several deep breaths.

He opened his eyes and said, "Now you hear me, right?"

"Now you know you've gotten yourself into trouble again, huh? I told you before, don't bother other people outside of work hours."

"Because you don't know what others are doing. During weekday working hours, even if someone is annoyed, they won't have such a strong reaction!"

"What if something happens to you?"

"Liu Xi, forget it, you can go!"

Liu Xi, sitting opposite the middle-aged man, looked terrified and pale: "Section Chief Wang, I didn't mean to, I was just trying to salvage the situation..."

"I didn't know Professor Fang hadn't rested for so long."

The middle-aged man slammed his hand on the table: "I told you! Can't you understand human language?"

"Go directly to the personnel department and follow the procedures. Compensation should be handled according to regulations. I'm not going to put up with your weird temper."

"Even if Mr. Huang blames me, I'll just leave with you."

"Liu Xi, do you never have any self-awareness? Do you think that because you could easily solve some of the things you did in the past, everything can be solved in the same way?"

"Can Mr. Huang guarantee you everything?"

"childish!"

"Get out!" The middle-aged man, Wang, pointed angrily out the door.

The young woman looked even more frightened and uneasy. Instead of staying any longer, she ran out to find a "savior".

This hospital is a joint venture private hospital, and the major shareholder is already angry because of what happened yesterday!
Because Liu Xi offended Fang Ziye, he wanted to get rid of her completely. President Huang's advice to Liu Xi was to find a way to salvage the situation, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to protect her.

Liu Xi then came here again to argue with Section Chief Wang, saying that Fang Ziye would not answer her calls and might even get angry if he heard her voice, but he would not get angry at others.

Let Section Chief Wang make a phone call; we can't just do nothing...

After Liu Xi left, Wang Donghuai immediately called to report the matter. After explaining the whole story, he was immediately met with a barrage of harsh words: "Wang Donghuai, does Liu Xi lack brains? Don't you either?"

Why are you making a phone call at this hour? What bad luck are you trying to get into?

Private hospitals operate like companies, and their systems are business-oriented, focusing only on results and not on the specific process.

If Wang Donghuai completes the task, all will be well; if he fails and makes things worse, then Wang Donghuai will naturally have to take responsibility.

"President Ning, but Huaxia Hospital in our Han City is managed by President Huang. He is a shareholder, and I can't disobey his instructions."

“This kind of work of contacting professors at teaching hospitals is just a routine task in the hospital, and I can’t possibly report it to higher authorities at any time!” Wang Donghuai suppressed his anger.

Mr. Huang is a director, and he's just an employee! How could he possibly influence Mr. Huang's decisions or report to higher authorities without his consent?

“If I do that, even if this matter is resolved properly, I’ll still have to pack my bags and get out of here!” Wang Donghuai’s voice was stern.

"So, can you solve the problem now and get Professor Fang to come to our hospital?" The other party didn't even bother with these trivial matters.

Wang Donghuai said, "I'm sorry, President Ning, my abilities are limited. Given the current situation, I think the chances are very slim."

“Professor Fang is different from many other professors. He is not interested in the consultation fees for going out for consultations. He seems to have other sources of income.”

“If he’s not interested in money, he might as well go to another teaching hospital or a prefecture-level city hospital for a consultation instead of coming to our hospital.”

"Based on the current data analysis, our hospital, like other hospitals, is unlikely to be able to secure Professor Fang's services!"

"This isn't actually Liu Xi's fault. Although Liu Xi's way of handling the problem was wrong, even if it were the right way, the result would be the same."

"It's just that Professor Fang might not be disgusted by this."

Wang Donghuai analyzed objectively.

Is it wrong for Liu Xi to put chains on Fang Ziye in the hospital, intending to force him to submit?

There is definitely something wrong, but no matter how polite or considerate Liu Xi is, she will get the same result.

"Damn it, another arrogant person!"

"How come so many of these poor bastards in the teaching hospital are so high and mighty? They won't even take money that's offered to them for free. They'd rather die poor than give up their own little plot of land..." President Ning began to grumble.

Wang Donghuai remained silent.

Everyone has their own aspirations, and the national conditions of China are different after all. In the hearts of Chinese people, there are still a large number of people who have ideals and aspirations.

Work is definitely for money and for a living, but if it can guarantee a basic living, stability, a government job, and career advancement are more important than anything else.

No matter how good a private hospital is, it can never compare to the development opportunities available in a teaching hospital.

As long as a doctor still has the potential and room for advancement, they will only be retained within that circle and will not be transferred to a private hospital.

Some people are so powerful that you can't even ask them to come for consultations or surgeries occasionally, and you won't even have the chance to use their reputation to make a big fuss.

Huaxia Hospital naturally hoped that Fang Ziye would agree, even if he only performed one surgery a month, it could thus receive more high-quality aristocratic patients.

People with money and power all want better service.

Huaxia Hospital can provide a better patient experience, but it cannot provide top-notch medical services. This is one of its "shortcomings," and it is also relatively fatal. When encountering difficult cases, it can only call in external help.

This has greatly limited the development of Huaxia Hospital and is also the main reason why many private hospitals cannot grow larger or become more clustered.

……

Fang Ziye had no idea that his outburst of temper would lead to all sorts of changes; even if he had known, he would still have lost his temper.

When Fang Ziye woke up again, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Fang Ziye still felt slightly tired, but he was much better than before he slept.

After Fang Ziye got up, he glanced at the group chat. Because of his "leave of absence," Wang Xinghuan and the others had already gone home.

They couldn't create new animal model systems; they simply collected data from existing animal models and then dispersed.

It's a weekend, after all.

Fang Ziye then gave up on calling people back to the laboratory.

Luo Tingzhu sent a message two hours ago, saying that she had gone to the animal testing lab in Enshi and expected to be gone for at least six hours, not returning until the early hours of the morning.

She told Fang Ziye to rest well and not to wait for her to chat, as her basic animal model for anesthesia anatomy was also at a critical stage.

If it can't be completed before March, I might have to travel to Enshi again later.

Luo Tingzhu herself estimated that she would most likely not be able to finish before March, but she wanted to try her best so that she could make fewer trips in the future.

Fang Ziye then cleaned up some more information.

Then he took a deep breath.

He texted Jie Han: "Jie Han, have you picked up Nie Mingxian?"

"I received it. Brother Nie and Sister Liu came together, but Sister Liu went home right after arriving in Wuhan."

"There's an elderly person in her family; I heard he's Director Qian's cousin..."

Liu Guo's father was Qian Zhong, the former head of the Department of Surgery. Liu Guo was Professor Qian Zhong's cousin, but their relationship was actually quite distant.

Liu Guo still chose to go home for the funeral, but Nie Mingxian did not go with her. Perhaps it was because the two were not yet married, and the relationship with her distant cousin was not so bad that she would drag her boyfriend along!

Perhaps the tasks Nie Mingxian stayed behind to undertake were more crucial, or at least more beneficial to his future development. During such a critical period, Nie Mingxian shouldn't let these trivial matters distract him.

"Where are you? We can have a meal together." Fang Ziye said.

Jie Han sent his location: "Senior, if you're coming, just take a taxi. If you hadn't just had emergency surgery yesterday, I would have called you already."

"Besides, Brother Liao and Brother Nie both know you're not on duty, so you can't escape the alcohol either."

"Now our team has a few more people."

Jie Han sent photos and found that the number of people in the group for the dinner party had not decreased, except for Lan Tianluo and Luo Tingzhu who was still in Enshi.

Hu Qingyuan and Song Yi filled the vacancies.

Luo Tingzhu and Lan Tianluo will eventually come back!
Fang Ziye naturally chose to take a taxi there and once again declined Professor Tang's invitation: "Professor Tang, let's get together another time. I just woke up and it's getting late."

"Some members of the team just returned to Wuhan from Enshi! We won't bother you and your wife any longer..."

Tang Yi was older than Liu Huanglong, so Fang Ziye was too embarrassed to call him Brother Tang and simply called him Teacher.

Tang Yi said, "It's alright, Ziye, there's still a long road ahead."

Tang Yi had planned to get together with some people this weekend, but Fang Ziye was delayed by emergency surgery after leaving the lab!
Tang Yi and the others continued their dinner party, but Fang Ziye didn't have the chance to participate.

……

"My feeling is that Fang Ziye, based on the fundamental logic of trauma surgery, continues to refine it, and what emerges from this integration is a whole series of related reconstructive surgery techniques."

"For example, the earliest limb-saving surgery and limb transplantation are actually limb reconstruction. Based on this, the next step is to promote functional reconstruction."

"The core issue lies in the word 'reconstruction'."

"I've recently done a lot of research, and I've broken down the word 'reconstruction' in great detail!"

"Of course, Fang Ziye, that son of a bitch, put forward two important concepts during his time in Enshi: one is the concept of breaking down a whole into parts, and the other is the concept of turning parts into a whole."

"So what is reconstruction? Reconstruction is rebuilding; first break it down, then rebuild it!"

After Fang Ziye got out of the car, he heard Nie Mingxian's serious voice; he was speaking from his home turf.

Fang Ziye heard Nie Mingxian's cursing, but he didn't go closer to disturb Nie Mingxian's train of thought. Instead, he got out of the car and moved a few steps to the side to listen carefully.

The streetlights were on, and a cold wind was blowing. Fang Ziye straightened his collar, trying to keep out as much of the cold air as possible.

Nie Mingxian was unaware that Fang Ziye had arrived, so he continued: "Actually, Fang Ziye's entire theory of breaking down into parts has two forces."

"One is destructive injury, which is broken down into smaller parts. In fact, it is the intervention of external force that puts the limbs in a state of destruction. This state and injury are disordered and unpredictable."

"But!!!! This is very important."

"Debridement, in principle, is a basic surgical procedure that originates from incision. It is a fundamental surgical operation that can break down disordered fragments into a whole and restore the limb and the wound to a relatively orderly state."

"This is the core of limb-sparing surgery for severe injuries!"

"The so-called reconstruction is actually to break the disorder caused by external forces, restore it to an orderly state, and then reassemble it through suturing and variant 'suturing' techniques, so that the patient's limbs can be reconnected and their functions restored!"

"Of course, there is another extremely important basic skill in trauma surgery, which is the foundation of limb salvage surgery for traumatic injuries: hemostasis."

"Stopping the bleeding is crucial for saving lives!! It's the foundation for rebuilding."

"If the patients all go into shock and die, no matter how well the limb-sparing surgery is done, it is meaningless, but that is not the scope of our discussion today."

"The very words 'reconstruction technique' tell us about its essential logic, but what I'm going to tell you about isn't reconstruction, it's rebirth!!!"

"This sounds fantastical, but don't worry, I'll break it down for you slowly." Nie Mingxian, perhaps having listened to storytelling in Kyoto, perfectly embodied the phrase "keeping you in suspense."

His tone was unhurried, and Liao Jia, who was sitting next to Nie Mingxian, almost grabbed a bowl from the table and smashed it!
Jie Han, Hu Qingyuan, and the others didn't look pleased either!
Authors and screenwriters who create suspense deserve to die; this is the sentiment of all viewers!

Nie Mingxian continued, "The regeneration technique I'm talking about doesn't mean bringing people back to life after they die, but rather the regrowth of local tissues."

"This has a physiological basis."

"It can be said that the reason why any injury can heal is due to the tissue's own ability to grow." "For example, fractures heal, blood vessels regrow after being sutured, and nerve potentials are restored after nerve sutures are repaired."

"Therefore, my understanding is that the art of rebirth in a broader sense is a set of techniques that are based on these inherent fundamental principles."

"This principle has been applied in our clinical practice all along, but we haven't broken it down."

"If we really want to focus on the key points, then flap implantation and bone marrow transplantation can be considered as sub-applications of the major category of regeneration surgery."

"Furthermore, Fang Ziye's proposal on the regeneration of tissues with very little blood supply, such as the meniscus and rotator cuff, based on the micro-circulation device during his time at the Enshi Sanatorium, is actually another aspect of the regeneration technique."

"After dismantling and recombining the rebirth technique myself, I discovered several key points."

"The first is blood supply, which is the most fundamental of all."

"The second thing is alignment. Alignment is absolutely crucial and essential for normal tissue repair. If the alignment is not good, the visible scars will appear messy and bumpy!"

"In clinical practice, some patients develop raised scars after surgery, which is due to poor suturing technique."

"Thirdly, there needs to be a sufficient supply of nutrients, and these nutrients must be supplied locally..."

"The nerve implantation technique that Fang Ziye proposed earlier is actually a variant application of the rebirth technique, but these are only rudimentary applications."

Although Nie Mingxian spoke in a loud tone, he wasn't just talking nonsense.

So Liao Jia wasn't angry; instead, she listened attentively: "Then tell me, does this rebirth technique have any wider applications?"

"Yes and no!" Nie Mingxian replied.

"Fuck you!" Liao Jia was really angry, raising his clenched fist.

"If you keep talking like that, I'm going to punch you."

Nie Mingxian said, "Then tell me, how do you use it?"

"Come, come, I'm all ears."

Liao Jia's face darkened, and he became as quiet as a rabbit after being anesthetized.

Nie Mingxian didn't want to argue with Liao Jia, but continued, "When I say yes, it means that it has already been established in clinical practice. When I say no, it means that its basic principles are not mature enough, so having ideas is useless."

"But I've recently been experimenting with increasing blood supply to some tissues that don't naturally have good blood circulation, to see if that can promote their regeneration!"

"This is based on the growth pattern of the tumor."

"However, there has been no concrete progress in this study so far, because the root cause of the excessive proliferation of tumor cells is not just the rich blood supply, but that they have already become abnormal cells."

"Therefore, it can theoretically reproduce indefinitely and grow wildly, rather than the bloodline state making it grow indefinitely."

"However, in this process, we still discovered that tissues with richer blood supply heal faster than tissues without blood supply reconstruction, even after nerve suturing!"

"In other words, revascularization can promote the regeneration of local tissues. If we encounter slow-growing tissues in the future, we can rely on this method to promote their regeneration."

"Oh, Boss Fang is here. Let's hear what he has to say." As Nie Mingxian was speaking, he saw Fang Ziye walking over and decided to stop talking.

Jie Han, Hu Qingyuan, and the others stood up to give Fang Ziye his seat.

Fang Ziye said, "Sit down, sit down. We're all young people, why be so polite? We can't do this again."

Fang Ziye sat down next to Nie Mingxian and said, "Brother Nie, your suggestion and discovery just now were very interesting."

"You mean, Brother Nie, you've discovered that it's possible to re-implant blood vessels into local tissue?"

Re-establishing blood supply to local tissues is no easy task.

Current revascularization techniques all involve transposition surgery, which involves repositioning and connecting blood vessels along the existing vascular pathway to increase local blood flow.

In fact, it provides local blood circulation volume by increasing the amount of blood input.

The replantation of blood vessels allows local tissues to access more blood, which is a crucial breakthrough.

Nie Mingxian shook his head: "There is such a trend, but it has not been completely successful yet. The project is currently in a bottleneck period, so my master asked me to return to Han City to ask you for advice."

"We're not hiding this from you, we definitely need to lay a solid foundation for the initial operations!"

Nie Mingxian studied under Professor Li Yongjun.

Professor Li Yongjun is a very insightful person. This can be seen from his previous improvement of the micro-circulatory device. His academic and theoretical level is far superior to that of the average person.

However, he had never had a concrete opportunity to delve into this kind of work before.

Therefore, it is only natural that Professor Li Yongjun and Nie Mingxian have come up with some new ideas in the basic medical field.

This is actually normal, and it matches Professor Li Yongjun's identity, status, and level of understanding.

"The nerve implantation technique that Professor Liu Huanglong and I discussed before was actually a rather simple and crude clinical trial project."

"It simply involves using a microcirculation device to actively increase local blood flow. You know what flow rate is, right? It's the amount of blood passing through a unit of time. We're exploring whether nerve growth can be accelerated."

"However, the local throughput will not increase the number of blood vessels in the local nerve!"

"With the increase in quantity, the throughput will increase exponentially."

"The main problem is that even I don't know if the local tissue can tolerate the newly formed blood vessels. If the blood vessels aren't generated autonomously by the local tissue, I'm afraid they might be choked to death!"

Human cells, tissues, and organs are actually very fragile; they can die not only from starvation but also from overeating.

A normal person's mouth cannot fit something with a diameter of 30 centimeters!
Can't you just force it in?
A person only has so many eating passages; can you just create a few more mouths?
Aside from the esophagus, everything that goes in and out is not for survival, but simply for "living"!
As we all know, the mouth belongs to the digestive tract, but not the esophagus.

"This is also a problem that needs to be explored gradually," Nie Mingxian nodded.

"I was just mentioning it casually. Whether it's feasible or not still needs to be discussed. If this topic could be solved in a few days, I wouldn't have brought it up and wasted everyone's time."

"Everyone's here, let's serve the drinks..."

"Boss, another case of beer!" Nie Mingxian shouted.

The serious atmosphere dissipated abruptly, and everyone's expressions relaxed, smiles began to appear, followed by a barrage of compliments.

You should always believe that if people with sufficient intelligence are also studying knowledge related to 'human relationships', their speaking skills will often be quite good.

The reason why some people are not good at flattery and diplomacy is not because they cannot learn it, but because they disdain to learn it or do not want to learn it.

Social skills and interpersonal relationships can be learned!
This dinner was not only a gathering of everyone, but also a welcome to Song Yi, so Song Yi felt a strong sense of welcome.

It's important to know that Nie Mingxian and the others' "welcome ceremony" was different from that of ordinary people. It was well-reasoned, based on classical texts, and made up of "kind words" tailored to Song Yi's own personal circumstances!
It can enter through the ear and exit through the horse's eye, arriving at just the right moment, making you feel like you've finally met a long-lost friend...

Of course, Song Yi wouldn't lose his way. In his original sect, there were quite a few such lively fellow disciples and senior uncles.

With this experience, Song Yi was at least reassured that Fang Ziye's team wouldn't have a very serious xenophobic mentality.

After Nie Mingxian and Liao Jia finished praising Song Yi, Fang Ziye added insult to injury: "Brother Nie, Brother Liao, you two can just keep it to yourselves and don't go too far."

“Brother Yi is a true brother of mine, we're in the same trench, we're really meant to fight side by side. If you guys are fighting, I'll definitely help him first!”

Upon hearing this, Nie Mingxian was stunned: "Holy crap, you've really raised your hoe against Professor Duan Hong's group?"

"Aren't you afraid Wu Xuanqi will rupture your chrysanthemum?"

When Fang Ziye mentioned brothers in the same trench, it definitely meant that Song Yi joined the group as Jie Han and others.

While Nie Mingxian was still with Professor Li Yongjun, Liao Jia's status within the sanatorium was slightly different.

Fang Ziye's eyes flickered, and he said with a half-smile, "With my master here, I have nothing to fear."

It was only after a long time that Fang Ziye learned that the reason Wu Xuanqi had always been exceptionally 'polite' to him was not because of Fang Ziye, but because of another of Fang Ziye's mentors, Deng Yong.

To put it simply, just as Nie Mingxian is wary of Wu Xuanqi, people of Duan Hong's generation are just as afraid of Deng Yong.

Compared to Deng Yong, Wu Xuanqi was just a 'little brother'!
How dare he cause trouble?
When it comes to playing tricks, Deng Yong estimates that he could ruin Wu Xuanqi with his age and experience!

Professor Li Yongjun was already Deng Yong's prey. It's just that Deng Yong himself was sometimes too flamboyant; otherwise, he wouldn't have fallen from grace last year.

As the group was laughing, Fang Ziye's phone rang.

Fang Ziye was in a good mood. When he saw that the caller ID was Yuan Weihong, he said, "My master is calling. I'll answer it."

Everyone smiled and held back what they were about to say.

Jie Han then looked in the direction where Fang Ziye was.

Fang Ziye simply held the phone to his ear, and the next second his expression changed drastically, his voice filled with surprise and unease: "Really? Master?"

"it is true!"

"Professor Duan Hong is also here. He has personally admitted that Professor Deng has already made a leap forward in our basic skills of debridement in trauma surgery, ahead of Professor Duan."

“But we can’t make a direct conclusion, which is why I’m calling you.”

"You absolutely must come back right now, to the advanced orthopedic training room at Zhongnan Hospital!"

"Don't drive after drinking!" Yuan Weihong whispered.

"Okay, I'm coming right away!" Fang Ziye quickly hung up the phone.

Then he quickly looked at everyone and said, "My teacher needs me to talk to you about something very urgent. I have to go. You can continue."

Jie Han immediately stood up: "Senior brother, shall we go together?"

Fang Ziye shook his head and gestured to press down on Jie Han's shoulder: "It's not a bad thing, it's a good thing. Teacher Deng Yong asked me to go over and be his witness."

"Huh?" Jie Han, Nie Mingxian, Liao Jia and the others all had very strange expressions!
Because they are all part of a team.

In everyone's mind, Deng Yong was a shameless scoundrel who only knew how to play tricks. He didn't know anything about real professionalism.

Everyone believes that Deng Yong's current reputation is all due to his flattery of Professor Duan Hong, who generously shared his knowledge with him, which led to his current achievements.

Even the good friendship between Deng Yong and Duan Hong was created by Deng Yong's persistent pestering!
Not only women can't resist being pestered, but you'll find it even harder to handle entanglements between men!

No one believed that Professor Deng Yong could truly break through in his professional skills, nor did anyone think that he could break through in the field of scientific research. Most likely, in everyone's mind, this was all there was to Deng Yong's life!

But the reality now is beyond everyone's expectations.

"I have to go for a bit, I might not be back for a while, you guys continue chatting."

"I'll definitely make it up next time," Fang Ziye said as he quickly hailed a taxi.

Soon, Fang Ziye disappeared from the barbecue stall.

Nie Mingxian, Liao Jia, Hu Qingyuan, Song Yi, and the others all turned to look at Jie Han.

Since Jie Han is currently the only one among them still staying at Zhongnan Hospital, if anyone wants to know about Deng Yong, it has to be Jie Han.

Jie Han, of course, understood what everyone meant and quickly shook his head: "Professor Deng is currently in the hand surgery department and hasn't returned to our trauma surgery department. I don't know what Professor Deng has been doing lately!"

“Don’t look at me, I think the same way you do.”

Prejudice is a mountain.

But the reason why prejudice becomes a mountain is because the inherent "prejudice" has proven that too many people who are prejudiced against are always the same, and only a very few people can break the norm!

Instead of everyone being able to break the rules, otherwise there would be no such thing as prejudice, and no one would bear the prejudice of others.

Everyone fell silent again.

One predictable fact is that the Department of Orthopedics at Zhongnan Hospital is indeed taking off.

It's not just because Fang Ziye is there!

……

It was 11:20 p.m.

Fang Ziye glanced at the time: February 9th, Sunday.

Weather: Cloudy turning sunny! 2-8 degrees Celsius!
When Fang Ziye entered the building where the Clinical Skills Training Center was located, most people were hurrying out, their faces showing exhaustion. They had obviously just finished several hours, most of the day, or even a whole day of practice and were heading back home.

Fang Ziye has just arrived.

Moreover, Fang Ziye was walking hurriedly, his face full of excitement.

After pressing the elevator button, entering the elevator, and exiting the elevator, Fang Ziye was running and sprinting.

Upon entering the advanced training room of the orthopedic trauma surgery department, we found it filled with senior orthopedic professors and two visitors.

One is Professor Duan Hong from Tongji Hospital, and the other is Professor Zou Jiefang, Professor Duan Hong's teacher.

Surrounded by people, Deng Yong was dutifully repeating the wound cleaning procedure. His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was lowered. As he worked, tears streamed down his wrinkled eyes.

The tears didn't wet the braised pork trotters rice, but they did wet the pork trotters he was cleaning.

Even when Professor Li Guohua and others saw Fang Ziye and said, "Fang Ziye, you've arrived," he didn't react at all. He remained composed, silent, and bowed his head, only his hands trembling slightly, revealing his inner turmoil and unease... (End of Chapter)