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"What are you two doing? You're going to make a move in front of so many people?" Xiong Bin wasn't short, but he was still slightly intimidated by Deng Yong and Liu Huanglong approaching at the same time!
The orthopedics department's fighting prowess has always been legendary in the hospital. Recently, the former administrative director of the orthopedics department led a team that beat up a "colleague" in the hospital, even tearing his rotator cuff!

"Professor Xiong, what are you trying to do?" After Deng Yong and Liu Huanglong surrounded Xiong Bin, Deng Yong calmly stood up.

"Xiong Bin, look at all of us, who's in a hurry? You keep jumping around like that, don't you think you're making a fool of yourself?"

"When you're a dog, does it feel good when your owner strokes your fur?"

Unlike Fang Ziye's subtlety, Deng Yong started with insults, and the most offensive ones at that.

They directly tore away the fig leaf that many people care about, and then sprinkled salt on it.

Xiong Bin's face immediately darkened, and he cracked his knuckles as he clenched his fists: "Deng Yong, explain yourself clearly. Who are you calling a dog?"

"Whoever answered is the one we're talking about! Isn't that obvious?" Deng Yong glanced calmly at Xiong Bin's clenched fists and laughed.

"I advise you not to take action, lest you make things worse and cause an insurmountable problem!"

“Xiong Bin, this team is no longer just three or five people like before, so your little schemes and tricks can't be hidden at all.”

"Hey, I'm just wondering, what's wrong with Fang Ziye taking a break?"

"While others are working overtime during the Spring Festival, the experiment has made phased progress. The gains in this month are equivalent to several years for others."

"With this kind of return on time investment, what's wrong with taking a break?"

Why are you jumping like that?

"Why are you the only one jumping here?" Deng Yong showed no mercy, tearing down every detail.

Upon hearing this, Xiong Bin looked at Zhang Ziqian from the Department of Urology, then at Liao Weijing from the Department of Neurorehabilitation, and then at Zhang Jianjun from the Department of Neurology.

Xiong Bin took a deep breath and looked at these people: "So, you have no objection to Fang Ziye's passive resistance to work?"

"So, all I did was ask him to come over and get the research done quickly, and it turns out I said or did something wrong?"

"Hey, do you guys have the right to call me a dog?"

"Is this how you lick someone's boots?"

Deng Yong nudged Xiong Bin: "Professor Xiong, what role are you playing here, urging Fang Ziye to come up with this?"

"you say!"

Are you a core member of the research group? Are you aware of the project's progress?

Do you know how the project progressed before?

"Or do you, Xiong Bin, think you can be a strategist in the research group?"

"Do you, Xiong Bin, have the resources to crush everyone else?"

Xiong Bin's face turned pale.

Deng Yong came here specifically to humiliate him and had no intention of backing down!
Therefore, Deng Yong and his group knew from the beginning that they were deliberately urging Fang Ziye, and that they had a specific purpose.

These cunning old foxes see through everything but say nothing, just watching me put on this ridiculous show.

"What remarkable achievements have you, Xiong Bin, made that gives you the right to boss around the other core members of the research group?"

Seeing Xiong Bin's dazed look, Deng Yong slammed his hand on the table: "Xiong Bin, tell me, what gives you the right to order my student around?"

"Based on which of your achievements? Based on which contribution you made to the project?"

"Based on what academic or professional achievements?"

"Say!"

Xiong Bin's face turned a deep purplish-red, his chest heaving violently: "You, Deng Yong, Professor Fang's temper is just like yours, isn't it?"

"Does my lack of sufficient research output disqualify me from even being called a pharmacist?"

Deng Yong retorted, "Otherwise what?"

"That's my student! His parents gave him life, and his teachers raised him!"

"Now that he has completed his studies, does he need you to boss him around?"

"Let me ask you, what is your real purpose in urging Fang Ziye to come to the laboratory?"

"This isn't the first time."

"Who are you trying to help? Or are you trying to harm someone?" Deng Yong cursed first, then spoke sarcastically in a low voice.

Deng Yong has a bad temper; he often speaks loudly in the hospital.

Deng Yong was shameless enough in the past. He would do anything for research funding, from crying and making a scene to threatening suicide. As long as it was good for trauma surgery, Deng Yong didn't care about the means.

At this moment, Deng Yong could curse without any psychological burden!
Xiong Bin did not reply, because he was still a senior professional in the hospital and still wanted to save face.

Now that the abacus beads have fallen and been discovered, running away in disgrace is his only option to retain the last shred of dignity.

Further explanations and rebuttals are futile.

Moreover, he no longer has the opportunity to rally people to his side!
Deng Yong and Liu Huanglong didn't really intend to kill Xiong Bin on the spot, so they didn't stop him when he slunk away.

Instead, after Xiong Bin left, Liu Huanglong continued to act, saying, "Professor Deng, I just thought you were going to take action directly."

"If you had given me even one more glance, I would have taken him down!"

Deng Yong said loudly, "After all, others are just having ideas. Some things are judged by actions, not intentions. If you judge by intentions, there are no good people in the world."

"A wise person is one who can admit their mistakes, correct them, and know when to cut their losses."

"My student might be a bit too straightforward and doesn't understand social niceties or the back-and-forth of things, but his teacher is still young..."

"So I just handle these kinds of methods myself. Anyway, I don't have any other abilities, and I have plenty of time and energy."

Deng Yong seemed to be speaking to Xiong Bin, who had run away, but in reality, he was also saying these words to the others in the laboratory.

The current team is not just the small team that Fang Ziye assembled before; everyone in the team was carefully selected by Fang Ziye.

The current team is a large team, coming from different departments, and each person has a significant background, possibly bringing their families along, making it a complex and confusing group.

In this situation, it's very difficult to open up to each person individually.

Therefore, it is necessary to take decisive action in the early stages to eliminate some unsettling factors and avoid affecting the progress of the project.

This approach, similar to Fang Ziye's previous choice to report irregularities in clinical research on bone tumors, requires a swift and decisive action.

Upon hearing this, Mei Bin quickly stepped in as a peacemaker: "Director Deng, please don't get too agitated. Perhaps Director Xiong was just in a hurry and didn't understand the priorities of the matter."

"Once Director Xiong calms down, this kind of thing won't happen again."

"This is a very long-term project, spanning several years, even more than ten or twenty years. It cannot be rushed like a short-term project."

Deng Yong nodded, his expression relaxing, but his tone remained impolite: "Fang Ziye is my student, and now he is my adopted son."

“He is at a critical juncture right now. If anyone dares to affect him, I, Deng Yong, will absolutely not let anyone get away with it.”

"Secondly, Fang Ziye is the deputy director of our trauma surgery department and the academic leader of our orthopedics department. The future development of our orthopedics department will definitely be closely related to him. We must protect this person at all costs!"

"If anyone can't distinguish between what's important and what's urgent at this moment, or between what's inside and what's outside, I, my master, and all the senior professors in our orthopedics department will fight you to the bitter end, even if it means going bankrupt!"

"I, Deng Yong, am a rough man, and our orthopedics department is also a struggling one. It's not easy for us to produce a talented person!"

"So if any of you try to force him out in any way, instead of him leaving voluntarily, you're just making enemies!~"

"I'm putting this out there: anyone who dares to make enemies at this time will face consequences that won't last long!"

"We in the orthopedics department will always be part of the hospital. I'm afraid some people's stance is not aligned with the hospital at all. They only care about their own gains and losses, and only think about their own personal relationships!"

"The big picture?"

"Don't tell me that we have to sacrifice the interests of our orthopedics department for the sake of the bigger picture!"

"If anyone dares to disbelieve us, then let's face them head-on!"

Deng Yong directly and very formally explained the matter.

He wasn't targeting Xiong Bin specifically, nor was he only saying these words to Xiong Bin; he was saying them to everyone.

The development momentum of orthopedics is currently very good. Although Fang Ziye was forced to leave, it will not cause serious damage, but it will still damage the foundation!
It might take a hundred years to recover.

If Deng Yong doesn't step forward to make a statement at this crucial time for development, and if the orthopedics department doesn't express its opinion, then there's no point in the orthopedics department existing!
We definitely won't be able to retain them.

Liu Huanglong then played the good cop, smiling and saying, "Director Deng, please don't be too angry."

"Our hospital is still a family. I believe that, except for a few people, everyone's elbow is turned inward."

"Therefore, we will definitely stick together as one."

"With Dean Wang Xinghuan in charge of the research group, no one will dare to act recklessly."

"So there's no need for us to get too excited."

Liu Huanglong did not refute Deng Yong's words, which clearly meant he agreed with Deng Yong's attitude. If anyone dared to use tricks to force Fang Ziye to leave, Liu Huanglong would not stand idly by.

Whether it will be a fight to the death depends on the specific circumstances.

Say bad things, and say good things too.

Hearing Liu Huanglong and Deng Yong say this, Professor Zhang Ziqian of the Department of Urology was stunned for a moment, his tone hesitant: "Director Deng, Director Liu, it shouldn't be that bad, right?"

"Given Professor Fang's current influence, surely no one in our hospital is unaware of the current development situation?"

Deng Yong dropped his feigned anger and said bluntly, "Logically speaking, there shouldn't be many people who can't see the specific situation clearly. I'm just afraid that some people are deliberately pretending to be blind."

"Anyway, the departure of Fang Ziye from our department won't cause them too much of a loss; at most, they'll just feel a bit sad."

"Behind the scenes, they might gain some benefits."

"But even if it's just a possibility, we old guys won't agree to it."

"Administrative and research schedules within the department should be handled independently; it's best not to interfere or intrude!!!"

At this point, Deng Yong finally laughed, composed himself, and said with a smile, "Of course, on behalf of my student Fang Ziye, I would like to thank all the professors and offer my apologies on their behalf."

"My student, Fang Ziye, has recently encountered some rather tricky issues, but these issues are all manageable."

"It's just that it's relatively troublesome to deal with, it takes some time, and dealing with this kind of thing will definitely affect the progress of the project."

"We are all adults, so we sincerely hope that the professors can be understanding!"

"I would also like to express my gratitude to all the professors on behalf of my students."

After Deng Yong finished speaking, he bowed slightly.

Professor Zhang Jianjun of the Department of Neurology, who had been silent until now, blinked and asked, "Director Deng, why are you making such a serious statement? What is it about?"

Is it very difficult to handle?

Deng Yong said, "It's not easy to deal with. Someone wanted to poach my student, and my student couldn't refuse."

"Who is it?" Zhang Jianjun immediately asked.

Deng Yong shook his head: "It's hard to say."

"Hard to say?" Zhang Jianjun coughed.

Deng Yong nodded: "Yes, it's hard to say..."

……

In the rented room, the setting sun shone brightly through the window onto the tea table.

Fang Ziye held his teacup, took a few sips, let out a long sigh, opened his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Tea still needs to be savored patiently!"

"But in the end, I'm not someone who can be particularly patient."

After Fang Ziye finished expressing his feelings, he quickly checked his phone, waiting for replies from Chen Guangbai and Song Libo at the sanatorium.

In matters like that, Fang Ziye naturally couldn't handle them privately; he had to seek help from the sanatorium.

Chen Guangbai and Song Libo said that this matter also requires careful handling and may take up to a week!

Fang Ziye couldn't rush things, so he could only wait patiently.

Instead of receiving any news from the two, Fang Ziye received a message from his junior brother Jie Han: "Senior brother, Master has gone out again."

“He’s been going out more frequently and for longer periods lately. Should you try to talk to him about it?”

Fang Ziye looked at it, thought about it for a moment, and replied, "I think it's better not to."

"When Teacher Deng made a breakthrough in his basic skills by chance, it was a huge blow and provocation to his master. His master needed time to struggle with and process it on his own."

"If Master can process this emotion well, it may also be of great benefit to Master himself!"

"Actually, Master isn't that far from taking that step."

"That step doesn't rely on talent or time, but on specific opportunities, and everyone's opportunities are different."

Jie Han said, "Senior brother, please stop talking. The more you say that, the more itchy and restless I feel."

"Is my current state...?"

Jie Han plans to break down his problems.

Fang Ziye interrupted directly: "Exactly! Don't overthink it, don't be melancholy, don't be anxious, just let nature take its course!"

“Jiehan, don’t doubt yourself, and don’t doubt your senior brother’s assessment of you. You are in a state of leapfrogging right now, and you have been in this state for a long time.”

"So, just let everything take its natural course."

Fang Ziye instilled complete confidence in Jie Han. Jie Han's thinking was extremely active, but so active that he couldn't control it and couldn't connect it with reality, which led to his confusion.

Such activity itself is a kind of 'ascension'!
For some people, the opportunity will pass and they can ascend immediately. But for Jie Han, his foundation is not enough, so he needs to stay in this state for a longer time before he can break through that barrier.

It's a good deal when you calculate it.

Even if Jie Han manages to get through the next ten years safely, he will still be under forty!

To possess level 5 theoretical thinking at this age is a terrifying thing for most people.

It's important to understand that Level 5 theoretical thinking is superior to Level 5 surgical practice.

Theoretical thinking is the ability to think, while surgical practice is the ability to express oneself.

One is responsible for creation, and the other is responsible for combining creation with practice.

"Senior brother, then I don't want to!"

“But I can’t help it. I’m really looking forward to it. I really want to know. But I just can’t calm down. What should I do?” Jie Han asked again.

"If you can't calm down, think about other things. Don't think about how awesome you'll be if you succeed. Actually, every state is just a state of being!"

"It's just a different level of understanding. Beyond this level, there are other landscapes to explore."

"It's not that big of a deal. It's not like you've become an immortal, invincible in the mortal world, or live forever."

“You’re already more awesome than many people right now, you’ll just be a little bit more awesome back then, but the difference won’t be that big!” Fang Ziye continued to give Jie Han a pep talk.

What's worth looking forward to is that, in the future, Jie Han may be the only person in the team who can connect with Fang Ziye's thinking and completely understand what Fang Ziye is saying.

Others, no matter how good their skills or how strong their problem-solving abilities are, are essentially just giving instructions to Fang Ziye. They can only receive and rarely give feedback.

Even though Nie Mingxian and others are still very intelligent, their thinking is not as active as Jie Han's.

If Fang Ziye's theoretical level and understanding do not reach this point, he will not be able to provide support or guidance to Jie Han, and Jie Han may end up living a muddled life.

In the end, if you can't break out of your niche, you'll just fade into obscurity!
Finally, while Fang Ziye was waiting for a reply from Chen Guangbai and the others, Fang Ziye's phone rang again.

It's a mobile phone number from an unfamiliar location.

Fang Ziye patiently waited for it to ring for about twenty seconds before answering: "Hello!"

On the other end of the phone came a familiar middle-aged man's voice: "Hello Professor Fang, it's me calling you again."

Fang Ziye said, "Then there's nothing more to talk about. I'll say the same thing as last time. Goodbye... bye!"

"No!~" This time, the other party stopped them first.

"Professor Fang!"

"Congratulations, Professor Fang, you've won. I'm here specifically to apologize. I hope my previous call didn't cause you too much trouble." The other party's tone was more polite this time.

Fang Ziye secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said helplessly, "Is this bet really that unfair? Even if I win, I gain nothing; I'm just back to where I was before."

"If I lose, everything will change."

"So I'm not even qualified to know where the table is, right?"

The other party was silent for a while before saying, "Professor Fang, you shouldn't think that if you just nodded, the benefits you would receive would far outweigh what you call winning the bet."

"So regardless of winning or losing, Professor Fang, you should actually be the beneficiary."

Fang Ziye said, "Perhaps our understanding of what benefits are different, which is why our conversation seems a bit disorganized."

"But I'm still very happy that you took the initiative to tell me this good news, so there's no need for us to continue talking."

"I guess we'll never see each other again?!"

The other party was not surprised that Fang Ziye would cut the subject so quickly: "Professor Fang, it's highly likely we won't meet again!"

"But I wonder if I can take the initiative to ask Professor Fang for help. I just need to lend my name to him."

"This is also beneficial for me, and Professor, you don't suffer any particular loss either. Actually, we..."

Fang Ziye interrupted, refusing: "I'm sorry, I can't do it, and I can't have my name on it."

"I'm a practical person. I won't take on a job I'm not qualified for."

"And I'm even more afraid of dying."

"Goodbye."

"Professor Fang... please wait a little longer," the other party said again.

"Professor Fang, if I were to say that what I am doing now is merely a task assigned to me, which is the nature of my job, and not something I personally want to do."

Will you believe me?

Fang Ziye nodded: "I believe you, but that's not important. You chose this job, and you should have known the nature of the job before you started working."

"So, whether what you do depends on the nature of the job is not important. What is important is that what you do does affect my mood, and I am very nervous."

"I'm even a little scared."

That's all I have to say! Perhaps my understanding of this world is still rather superficial, which is why I can't understand you.

Fang Ziye had actually heard of similar "organizations" from Chen Guangbai, which were essentially ultra-high-end "medical intermediaries"!
However, the content they provide is quite unusual, and most people cannot access it. Once they do, it's hard to refuse.

This kind of thing won't make the news, and you might not even know what time you should leave or where you're going. But once you get there, you'll have to do your work.

And once you've been chosen, you have to do it.

Currently, Fang Ziye has not received any such urgent missions. Therefore, there is still room for maneuver.

Of course, such intermediaries usually make proper arrangements for both parties in advance before anything goes. If there is any doubt, the intermediary's work is invalid.

No one wants to be the one being "forced" onto the operating table as their surgeon.

"I wish Professor Fang all the best in your future!" The middle-aged man didn't say anything more, nor did he reveal the real reason why he did this.

This is just right!

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye finally breathed a long sigh of relief and felt at ease.

After receiving the call, Fang Ziye proactively explained the situation to Chen Guangbai and others, and he continues to call back to provide feedback.

However, Chen Guangbai was not surprised at all.

"Fang Ziye, has this received feedback?" Chen Guangbai asked.

“Yes, Uncle Chen, I just finished a call. Thank you, Uncle Chen,” Fang Ziye said.

"It's okay, as long as you receive real feedback, we're relieved."

"After all, Ziye, you haven't asked for many things. If this matter hasn't been resolved in front of you, then we've become empty promises."

"But I have to mention, the person who called you was really unlucky!"

"Of all people to offend, he had to mess with you."

"Sigh..." Chen Guangbai sighed.

Fang Ziye: "..."

"Uncle Chen, how am I any different?"

Chen Guangbai said, "Ziye, I think I mentioned it to you before, all your medical technologies are open."

"However, the artificial limb research project that you led has not yet been widely implemented in civilian applications."

"Yes, this thing is quite important, and its level of secrecy is quite high."

"You are the helmsman of core technologies, so not many people can easily move you out of your position!"

"Those people who called you were at least two and a half body lengths away!"

Chen Guangbai gave Fang Ziye a hint.

Fang Ziye then said, "Uncle Chen, if that's the case, then please don't say anything more. I don't know anything."

Because of Luo Tingzhu's father, Luo Pan, Fang Ziye was extremely wary of such confidential matters.

“Fang Ziye, you don’t need to be so afraid. You actually have your own mark on your head now.”

“You don’t need to avoid it. You chose to come to the military sanatorium, so this mark will naturally be left on you.”

"In the field of surgery, the most crucial and core technologies currently held by our military medical personnel are open secrets."

"Trauma has always been a research focus and the area of ​​most in-depth study in military hospitals."

"That's how it is all over the world..."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Chen. Please give my thanks to Dr. Chen. I'm sure he put in a lot of effort for this. Thank you for your concern," Fang Ziye said.

“Hey, my dad made several phone calls, but his recovery is going well. His function is definitely not as good as before, but he can walk a bit with the help of a cane.”

"Fang Ziye, do you think my dad's current condition falls under the category of sudden spinal cord injury?" Chen Guangbai pressed.

Fang Ziye quickly said, "Uncle Chen, that doesn't count. Given Dr. Chen's current condition, he doesn't need any treatment."

"Haha, you're still too nervous."

"We certainly know that treatment is not needed at the moment!"

"Alright, I won't make things difficult for you. Once the surgery department moves to Han City, you'll have a clearer understanding of your role."

"Then you'll be able to handle similar situations more easily and comfortably," Chen Guangbai said, and then hung up the phone.
Fang Ziye glanced at the phone and felt a chill run down his spine.

It seems that there are many more stories hidden in Chen Song's life, and there must be many disputes surrounding him.

Can an elderly man who has been involved in the diagnosis and treatment of such an important group of people and has been able to retire unscathed, and who has now earned such a large space for free expression, have an experience as ordinary as he claims?
Previously, there was no concrete concept of this, but now, with Fang Ziye's more careful and in-depth thinking, it's estimated that the price Chen Song paid in the past was no small matter.

Why should that group of people who are most afraid of death and cherish their lives let people like Chen and Song go?

Everyone's experiences and the interpersonal relationships they need to navigate are different.

……

That evening, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu had just started a video chat and hadn't even had a chance to discuss the pick-up and drop-off arrangements when Fang Ziye's phone rang.

"It's Professor Xiong Bin, the one I had a fight with today. I'd better answer him and make things clear so he won't keep bothering me!" Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu nodded: "Yes, senior brother, these kinds of things should be said more clearly."

After the call connected, Xiong Bin immediately said, "Professor Fang, this is Xiong Bin. I'm calling specifically to apologize. I just found out that my account has been compromised!"

"The thing is like this..."

Fang Ziye interrupted, "Professor Xiong, the reasons are not important. What's important is that you actually did it. You did the work, but the result didn't go in the direction you hoped for."

"Now that I've heard your apology, is there anything else?"

"If not, then I'll hang up."

Xiong Bin's breathing became erratic, and the disordered rhythm sounded particularly jarring on the phone.

“Professor Fang, I…I was…I was…” Xiong Bin said.

"Professor Xiong, that's not important. What's important is that you thought this way and you did it."

"I don't blame you, but there's no need to go into too much detail about the reasons. There's no misunderstanding between us!" Fang Ziye said frankly.

Indeed, you, Xiong Bin, are a professor and a very influential figure in gastrointestinal surgery.

If it were a few years ago, and we had such a small misunderstanding, I definitely wouldn't have cared and would have just laughed it off.

But now, whether we untie it or not won't affect future cooperation; it just means there will definitely be no opportunity for further in-depth exchanges.

Then let's just stop talking about it.

At Zhongnan Hospital, Professor Yang Guoliang of the Department of Gastrointestinal Surgery is far more influential than you, Xiong Bin.

"Alright, sorry to bother you, Professor Fang." Xiong Bin was a decent person and didn't press Fang Ziye to explain anything further.

As adults, we need to consider the consequences of our actions.

Whether you want to accept the consequences or not, you must accept them.

Even if you were deceived by someone else, you were still the one who was deceived!

After Fang Ziye hung up on Professor Xiong Bin, Luo Tingzhu, on the other end of the line, put her hands on her hips and mimicked Fang Ziye's tone: "I don't blame you, because there's no misunderstanding between us!"

"My goodness, senior brother, have you become this fierce?"

"You looked quite dignified just now." Luo Tingzhu seemed a little scared.

Fang Ziye knew Luo Tingzhu was being mischievous, so he straightened his neck and replied, "Tingzhu, compared to you, I'm probably more amiable, right?"

Sometimes, your indifference towards others is a genuine indifference that comes from the bottom of your heart.

"But I was just pretending."

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingzhu, like a cat whose foot had been stepped on, sniffed and said, "Where am I? I'm very easygoing, aren't I?"

Who said you were easygoing?

"Is it Chen Xixian? Or your fellow disciples, or your senior and junior sisters?" Fang Ziye pressed.

Luo Tingzhu was anything but easygoing; she was aloof and arrogant, and once that aloofness and arrogance took hold, it was ingrained in her very being! ~(End of Chapter)