top student at medical school

Seeing this, Fang Ziye simply took out his phone and sat down to the side. He planned to leave Hu Qingyuan waiting for a while, lest he fall into some kind of trap the other party was using.

Fang Ziye's expression was feigned anger, but he was actually quite happy inside. Moreover, Fang Ziye also understood why many people in positions of power liked being flattered.

That's a sense of identity, and another manifestation of your feeling that you've achieved "self-actualization".

There are many reasons why others respect you, but most of the 'recognition' you receive comes from your own efforts or other forces.

Hu Qingyuan didn't bother Fang Ziye, because he knew that Fang Ziye was very busy lately, and Fang Ziye wouldn't trouble them to do these things.

That was Fang Ziye's private matter.

Fang Ziye was indeed a bit busy. After seeing the message, he typed back, "Mom, I'll be back in a while. If Tingzhu is back, you can start eating first."

"I need to wait for the patient to wake up from anesthesia, and I'll come back after I've finished my rounds."

Fang Ziye's parents came to Han City from Enshi City because Fang Ziye had decided to hold his wedding in Han City.

Fang Ziye explained this matter to his parents for quite a while before Fang Nan and Liang Xia were finally convinced.

Although Fang Ziye's marriage is traditionally considered a matter for his parents, or rather, a "task" for Fang Nan and Liang Xia, this is a new era.

Fang Ziye will likely spend most of his social interactions in Han City in the future. Fang Nan's family only has Fang Ziye as their sole heir, so he will most likely settle in Han City as well.

It's not that Fang Ziye doesn't value his relatives and friends back home at all, but he feels that holding the wedding in Wuhan would be more convenient in many ways.

If Fang Nan and Liang Xia agree, he can go back with Luo Tingzhu and host a banquet; many people do that nowadays…

With the wedding date fast approaching, Fang Nan and Liang Xia came to Han City to make preparations. Fang Ziye originally planned for them to stay at Luo Tingzhu's place, but the two, being somewhat 'traditional,' disagreed and temporarily stayed at Fang Ziye's rented apartment.

Fortunately, the rental apartment wasn't small; it had three bedrooms and a living room.

"You go about your business. Tingzhu just got back a little while ago. She already ate in the cafeteria this afternoon. I heard you were having a get-together today, so I came to check on us. Tingzhu seems to have caught a cold and is sleeping in your room now," Liang Xia sent a voice message.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye deleted the text message on his phone: "Dad, Mom, have you decided on the decorating style yet?"

Fang Ziye bought a small apartment nearby, over 180 square meters, which is close to the new campus of Zhongnan Hospital and, more importantly, not far from the sanatorium in the East Lake Scenic Area.

Fang Ziye hurriedly asked, "Is Tingzhu catching a cold? Mom, has she taken her temperature? There's a thermometer and some common cold medicine in the first-aid kit in the entryway."

Liang Xia replied, "I took her temperature, and she didn't have a fever! She took some medicine, and she has a bit of a cough. Zhu herself said it's probably just a mild case of the flu..."

"Tingzhu has been wearing a mask the whole time, saying she's afraid of infecting us. Isn't that a bit too formal?"

Fang Ziye said, "What's there to be shy about? We are all doctors. If we suspect we have the flu, it's only natural to respect our knowledge and common sense to properly isolate ourselves from our families."

“If we really mind her, then it would be too much for her to deliberately keep her distance.”

"Dad, Mom, you two go ahead and eat. Make sure you eat on time. I'll go for a walk with you later... I won't be going to the lab today..."

It is now March 19th, which is the 20th day of the second month in the lunar calendar.

During the last Spring Festival holiday, Fang Ziye was unable to spend time with his parents, dedicating all his time to the laboratory. Recently, Fang Ziye has been taking time to 'escape'!
Basically, once the key tasks are completed, I leave; I don't go to events unless there are important schedules, and I only attend written discussion meetings.

Actually, Fang Ziye used his upcoming wedding as an excuse to skip some time and didn't strictly adhere to his stated reason for taking leave!
"Little Ye, you go ahead with your work!"

"Don't let this interfere with your work," Liang Xia replied.

“It’s alright, Mom. Lab work is not like clinical work; it’s not a matter of life and death,” Fang Ziye said.

Some research institutions strictly adhere to the national working hours, from 9 am to 5 pm, with a five-day work week and two days off.

Fang Ziye's team isn't the most stressed, but it's certainly not the most passive.

"Master, why don't you go back first? Senior Sister Luo has caught a cold."

"When the patient returns in a while, I will give you a detailed report on the postoperative condition."

“In many places, the surgeon doesn’t even go back to the ward to check on the patients after the surgery, and nothing much happens!” Hu Qingyuan said.

Fang Ziye thought about it and agreed.

The surgeon's follow-up visit can be tomorrow or even the day after; it doesn't necessarily have to be on the same day.

This is merely Fang Ziye's personal habit, not a business practice or ethical standard.

“Then you should explain this to the patient’s family. This is almost common knowledge in our group, so that the patient won’t misunderstand and get upset,” Fang Ziye said.

When dealing with doctor-patient relationships, one must be meticulous.

Hu Qingyuan smiled and winked, saying, "Master, don't worry! I guarantee I'll complete the mission."

"By the way, didn't you guys go to see Xiao Jinqiang as a team? How is he recovering yesterday?" Fang Ziye asked.

Fang Ziye was in the operating room when he heard the news that Xiao Jinqiang had fainted in the department. At that moment, he was sweating profusely.

Although Xiao Jinqiang is a resident physician, he is also a graduate student. If he were to die suddenly in the hospital, it would cause a lot of trouble.

As the ward director, he'll definitely become a scoundrel, and he'll be blamed for everything. Fang Ziye will then be branded as a 'villain' and won't be able to shake it off for over a decade—that's no joke.

Fang Ziye was in the lead surgery and couldn't step down, but he immediately sought help from his two mentors. Fang Ziye had no experience in handling such matters, but Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong were furious...

Fortunately, Xiao Jinqiang's fainting was not due to a ruptured intracranial aneurysm, but rather a spasm caused by the aneurysm!

The former can result in paralysis at best, and death at worst.

The latter only had symptoms if it didn't rupture, so it was rushed to the neurosurgery department. After the examination results were obtained, Deng Yong personally called the head of neurosurgery and performed interventional surgery...

"It's alright, but it still has an impact on Master!"

"Xiao Jinqiang has lost at least one-third of the strength in his left index and middle fingers. According to him, his fine motor skills are not as good as before."

"It doesn't look like he's faking it!"

"Moreover, Xiao Jinqiang is a master's student in hand surgery. Hand surgery is extremely meticulous, so he'll probably need to change his advisor..." Hu Qingyuan said.

Xiao Jinqiang's fainting was definitely not Fang Ziye's fault, but since he fainted in the ward where Fang Ziye was in charge, and he was on duty, Fang Ziye bears some "minor responsibility"!
Hemangioma is a vascular malformation. Although it's just twitching, could it be localized twitching caused by too much work stress?

Then, a brief twitch caused minor damage to local brain tissue?
"Let's think about the later issues later. As long as Xiao Jinqiang is alright, that's all that matters."

"Actually, our hospital's resident physicians have very few shifts. You only have three shifts a month at most."

"Eleven people working in shifts for a month isn't considered a particularly heavy workload," Fang Ziye said.

Hearing Fang Ziye say this, Hu Qingyuan thought about it seriously for a moment and then said, "Master, strictly speaking, our group currently has the most people and the most attending physicians."

“Feng Junfeng, Tian Yao, myself, Lin Fangzhong, and Sun Shaoqing are all in charge of the beds. It’s just that Sun Shaoqing isn’t on duty.”

"But in reality, our group has the most tasks and the most pressure."

“The medical records of every patient we admit are incredibly thick! There’s so much to write, and Chief Resident Lan Tianlu is always very strict.”

"It's just that the pace isn't fast, otherwise our hands would be ruined," Hu Qingyuan actually complained.

Fang Ziye took a deep breath and said, "You follow Lan Tianluo every day, you should know how much pressure he is under, so you can't blame him for being strict with you."

Hu Qingyuan nodded: "Master, pressure is pressure, but Senior Brother Lan Tianluo's temper is still not very mature, and he doesn't have much self-control."

"Technical skills are one thing, but Chief Resident Ren relies on more than just technical skills!"

"Master, have you ever wondered why no one else created a medical record template for Xiao Jinqiang after he fainted that time?"

Fang Ziye was also puzzled.

Hu Qingyuan said, "Senior Brother Lan Tianluo's rules are too rigid and dogmatic. He said that everyone's tasks are strictly controlled down to the second, and you should never accept a task that is not yours!"

"Don't do things that aren't your business. If you do, you're making a fool of yourself..."

Fang Ziye's eyes widened: "Is that what Lan Tianluo said?"

"It's mainly about shift changes, and sometimes Senior Brother Lan Tianluo can't find anyone, so the rules are set too rigidly."

"So, although Senior Brother Lan Tianluo treated many people to breakfast, everyone actually felt a little uncomfortable. Everyone had a general idea of ​​how much Senior Brother Lan Tianluo paid for the meal, and they repaid him in other ways."

"Okay, then I need to go and tell Lan Tianluo." Fang Ziye took this matter very seriously.

After saying that, Fang Ziye walked out of the director's office.

I pushed open the door to the chief inpatient office, but I didn't see Lan Tianluo inside.

Fang Ziye then called Lan Tianluo: "Tianluo, are you on stage?"

"No, senior brother, I'm just here for a routine consultation," Lan Tianluo replied.

Fang Ziye quickly asked, "In our department, the attending resident usually accompanies the routine consultations, right? Is it because Tian Yao and Feng Junfeng are doing such a bad job?"

Lan Tianlu sighed, "Senior brother, it's not that I deliberately wanted to criticize those two!"

"I feel that they are not capable of handling these routine consultations now."

Feng Junfeng and Tian Yao's qualifications are indeed very average compared to Lan Tianluo's, but the fact that they were able to get into Zhongnan Hospital to pursue doctoral degrees means that they are definitely above average or even above average in terms of overall level.

Fang Ziye said, "Tianluo, don't use your learning efficiency to limit everyone; you need to make horizontal comparisons."

"Brother, I know."

"However, you should take a deeper look at the gap between the skill level of these two men and the complexity of the existing cases."

"Or rather, based on my assessment, they are not yet at the level where they can be referred for consultation."

"I saw a consultation record last time, take a look, it scared me!" Lan Tianluo said, sending a picture to Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye waited quietly. After he finished reading, his brows furrowed immediately, and he quickly interspersed the severity of the illness with the consultation content: "What suggestions did you give this patient later?"

"Shouldn't our new hospital campus be treating so many complex and difficult cases from our trauma surgery department?"

This consultation record does indeed contain diagnostic gaps, which doesn't seem to reflect Lan Tianluo's true skill level! It's very likely that it was written by one of his students, as he didn't even notice a hidden fracture.

Lan Tianlu took photos, which were later modified, but they did not affect the patient's treatment. They were simply kept as evidence when reviewing the consultation opinions.

Lan Tianluo replied with a smile, "Senior brother, you're mistaken."

"It was precisely because I discovered so many difficult and complicated cases that I realized the mystery behind it all..."

"Damn it, our new ward is currently seeing a lot of difficult and complicated cases coming from somewhere, and they all come from our orthopedics department."

"Later I guessed that it might be because some people have been popularizing the operating mechanism of the science hospital recently, so some people know that they have priority in transferring to other hospitals."

Those familiar with the healthcare system will know that legislation or official local documents stipulate that receiving departments should prioritize and promptly transfer patients in need. For critically ill patients, the receiving department should secure a bed as quickly as possible; if the transfer process poses a life-threatening risk, the patient should be accompanied by a physician from the transferring department to the receiving department after their condition has stabilized…

Those who do not require emergency care or are not in critical condition should be given priority.

Without another constraint, it would be quite problematic: any hospitalized patient who needs to be transferred to another department due to their condition must obtain the consent of the receiving department, sign the consultation application form, and have a bed arranged by the sending department before the transfer can proceed.

"I…"

"I really……"

"I'm fucking exhausted. I've put in so much effort into the medical procedures, but...?"

"How come they have so many methods? Tianluo, what can I do? What can we do?" Fang Ziye asked rhetorically.

Lan Tianluo said, "Senior brother, there's nothing we can do about this. Where there's a need, there will be a way, and where there's a way, there will be a deal."

"Senior brother, please don't blame me for not informing you of this in advance."

"Because I have found a temporary solution, which is to temporarily stop Feng Junfeng and his team from taking over the consultation."

"And the root of this problem is something we are completely unable to sever!"

Therefore, we must tolerate it.

"As far as I know, a large number of spinal cord injury patients have been admitted to our hospital's new and old campuses. They are ready to be transferred to other departments or discharged at any time."

Lan Tianluo's approach was to keep it a secret as long as possible, and if he couldn't hide it, he would tell everyone everything.

You can't just hide everything haphazardly because Fang Ziye is going to marry your sister and you can't help him.

Fang Ziye said, "Well, once the rules are established, a framework is formed, and as long as you stay within this framework, it's not considered a violation."

"We can't make the rules; we can only follow them."

"Water that is too clear has no fish!"

"However, turbid waters have no fish, so I hope they don't go too far!"

Both Liu Huanglong and Fang Ziye tried many methods to make hospital appointments.

However, this kind of thing is like scalpers. For every clever plan you have, there's a countermeasure!
As long as there's money to be made, people will come up with all sorts of ingenious methods.

"Senior brother, you should go back and rest first."

"Tonghua called me, probably to see me. It's Wednesday today, she has half a day off," Lan Tianlu urged.

"okay, I get it."

“But you’ll still have to listen to some nagging. The doctors downstairs have a lot of complaints about you, saying you’re too inhumane! You’ve set the rules too rigidly,” Fang Ziye said.

Lan Tianluo was silent for a moment after hearing this: "I'm just giving them advice, giving them suggestions, giving them the most scientific duty schedule plan, which I compiled."

"Okay, this is just a suggestion, not an order for them to do something at a certain time, okay?"

"They're all adults; they can make their own choices..."

Fang Ziye was stunned upon hearing this: "What did you do?"

"Is there a communication barrier between what Hu Qingyuan reported to me and what you did?"

"I just gave them a fairly scientific weekly study plan, nothing else!" Lan Tianluo said.

Fang Ziye asked, "Really not?"

"Lan Tianluo, don't lie to me. Based on my understanding of you two siblings, you must have had an ultimate purpose for doing what you did."

"You must tell me your truest thoughts. I'm not only your senior, but also your older brother!"

"Brother-in-law" and "brother" have the same meaning.

"Senior, during my time as a resident physician, there's really nothing else to do. It's so boring."

"I'm used to doing many things at the same time, and I feel like I'm getting rusty."

"In the past, I was involved in data collection, clinical trials, surgery, animal experiments, and cell experiments."

"Right now, all I do is eat, sleep, go to consultations, perform surgeries, wait for meals, wait to use the restroom... It's too leisurely, so I want to find something to do..."

"I'd like to learn from you, senior, and break down the previous educational reforms into more detailed steps. For example, I could have someone receive intensive training during a specific key stage of their progress..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye angrily exclaimed, "Lan Tianluo???"

"Does this mean that educational projects for students are not considered human experiments?"

"Does the fact that no physical harm is caused to the test subjects mean that experiments can be conducted at will?"

Lan Tianlu replied, "I think they are all my junior brothers, or at least we all know each other. They are very curious about how I learned to operate, so I just shared some of my experience with them."

"At most, he brought some of his own personal agenda!"

"They don't have your talent, Lan Tianluo. If they try to learn in your way, they'll only end up in a dead end."

"So don't give advice to others casually. I think you were in the situation Hu Qingyuan described, and you probably resorted to coercive measures."

“Lan Tianluo, you need to know that you are only a chief resident now, not a professor yet. You need to understand the hierarchy of education and technical skills.”

"Even your understanding is incomplete, and you haven't even mastered these technical skills yourself, so you can't offer any truly constructive advice."

"How can you teach it so well that others can learn it quickly?"

"As long as it's not the most suitable thing for one person, it's just a repetitive pattern, nothing else..."

“Listen to me, Tianluo, this kind of thing must be done with utmost care. You can’t mislead others, understand…”

"I only dare to tell people what a certain level looks like, which training programs can be changed, and which training goals can be changed. I don't dare to give people the time frame."

"These are all objective facts. I don't provide guidance, I only provide the goal, because I only dare to provide the goal."

"Teaching is like carving with a chisel or scalpel; once you make a cut, the time you've invested is gone forever."

"Or, you could calm down, ask other people for advice, communicate with them, and ask for their honest thoughts."

"Okay, senior brother!" Lan Tianluo's voice was somewhat dejected.

This may have been his first tentative step in the medical field, but it wasn't a very successful one.

……

Fang Ziye looked at Fang Nan, who was smiling, and Liang Xia, who was smiling and explaining that she wasn't hungry. As he walked out from in front of the sink with a tissue in his hand, he said, "Mom and Dad, I don't know about others."

"But in my family, I can always trust that you will save the best food for me, even if you go hungry."

"I can always trust that as long as I say I'll have dinner with you, no matter how late it is, you will save room for me, even though it's not good for your health."

"I can always trust that if I say I want the taste of home, you will go back to your hometown to buy Sichuan peppercorns, chili peppers, and even all the raw materials for me, as long as you can do it..."

"Mom and Dad, has your generation never thought about how to make yourself happy?"

"In your minds, you've grafted your happiness onto the idea that I'm doing well and happy?"

As Fang Nan brought over the heated food, he watched Liang Xia gently push open the door to check on Luo Tingzhu before turning back, and softly replied, "Actually, it's not like that. Your mother and I used to have dreams too, but you made them come true!"

“Your mother and I both hope that we can have a pension in the future, so that we can live a very dignified life without having to work when we get old.”

"But this possibility was originally wishful thinking, but now?"

"Everyone knows we're receiving retirement pensions now."

After Liang Xia approached, she whispered, "Actually, other people can also make up the difference, but they have to pay money, and they can't make up as much as we can. According to that person, we can receive it every month from now on!"

Liang Xia made a three-pointed hand gesture.

Then, with a very serious expression, he shook his right hand: "One person, that's three thousand a month!"

"Your father and I have never spent more than three thousand in any month in our lives."

After thinking about it carefully, Fang Ziye realized that three thousand yuan a month was the retirement salary level for a normal employee in Enshi!

It's not high, nor is it outrageous, but it's still a benefit that the nursing home has managed to secure for its parents.

“From now on, you’ll spend three thousand each month. Don’t be stingy. I’ll give you money every month too,” Fang Ziye said.

Upon hearing this, Liang Xia said arrogantly, "Is your mother going to be an empress? And she spends six thousand every month?"

“One hundred yuan a day is more than enough for your dad and me to eat, and it’s even enough for us to go on occasional trips. We don’t need you to spend money on us…”

Liang Xia then softened her tone: "If you really want to get married, you should get married soon and have a child. Your father and I will come to Han City to help you take care of the child, and you won't have to do anything..."

"Your dad and I will cover all the costs, so you don't have to pay for the formula."

Liang Xia waved her hand generously, showing great magnanimity!

There was nothing they could do. Fang Ziye didn't want their savings to buy a house, so what were they going to do with them? They could only leave it to their grandchildren.

They have their own savings for retirement, and now they also have pensions. Their children's achievements have reached the pinnacle of what they could have imagined!

He is an associate professor at Hanshi University and an associate chief physician at Zhongnan Hospital. Not to mention the whole county, there are probably not many people in the whole town who can match his achievements.

Fang Nan and Liang Xia never imagined that Fang Ziye could do so well.

All he wanted was to enjoy his retirement...

Fang Ziye said, "Let's talk about having children later. We'll leave it to fate and it's up to Tingzhu and me to decide."

“Actually, you don’t need to rush us. Tingzhu and I are not young anymore. She is twenty-seven this year, and in a few more years, she will be past the golden age for having children.”

"It's been about these last two years."

"Dad, Mom, was that suggestion you made before actually reliable?"

"You said I'd buy you a villa near the countryside, and you can just come to Han City and farm the land yourselves. I've already found out..."

"Just waiting for you to respond."

Upon hearing this, Fang Nan and Liang Xia immediately exchanged a glance: "How much would that cost? You just bought one house, can you afford it? Do you need a loan?"

"I'll take out a loan, which is quite expensive, but it's still okay."

"The main thing is that this is currently being sold at half price, almost given away; it's a perk the sanatorium arranged for me..."

Last time, after the call from Kyoto, although it didn't cause Fang Ziye any real trouble, it did bring him some real benefits.

The virtual benefits they arranged for Fang Ziye are something that Chen Guangbai and the others are striving to match, and even doing better!
After all, arranging a villa in Seoul is much simpler than in Kyoto.

"So how much will it cost?" Fang Nan pressed on.

"A little over ten million..." Fang Ziye replied truthfully.

Fang Nan immediately interrupted, "No, no, I'm wasting over ten million yuan on farming! Your grandfather could beat me to death with a carrying pole!"

"Why waste money on land we don't use?"

"I could take the high-speed rail back and forth to farm every year from now on. Even if I farmed for five lifetimes, I might not earn ten million."

"No, and you shouldn't take it either."

Fang Ziye said, "Dad, this is really a good idea. You can buy it to live in, and having a backyard garden and vegetable garden is a bonus."

"And you don't need to take care of it; you just need to take care of the vegetable garden!"

"What about the others?" Liang Xia asked.

“Hiring a housekeeper to cook and clean will keep Tingzhu and me very busy, and there will be so much to do inside and outside the house,” Fang Ziye said, but Liang Xia interrupted him.

"Xiao Ye, if you have so much money you can't spend it all, just give it to me, and I'll help you clean up." Liang Xia's face twitched; she was clearly worried about the money.

"Of course, Mom. You can try it out first to see if you can get used to it. If you can, we won't hire a housekeeper. If you can't, we'll discuss it further."

"I chose to buy a villa because I want my whole family to live together, so it will be convenient to arrange accommodations for relatives when they come to visit..."

"And..." Fang Ziye shared some information with Fang Nan and Liang Xia, encouraging them to open their minds to the outside world and to find time to get to know their son better.

The saying goes, "To return home in wealth and honor is like wearing fine clothes at night!"

In this day and age, it's not necessary to return to your hometown in wealth to bring glory to your ancestors. Rather, with the changing times, it's best to let your family know about your economic strength and social influence, so that they don't misunderstand that you are being extravagant or forgetting your roots!
If a person's efforts are not aimed at improving themselves, then they are basically wasting their time, and no matter how hard they try, they will not achieve good results.

As Luo Tingzhu left the room, Liang Xia said, "I think it's a bit hard for your father and me to imagine that someone your age can buy a house in Wuhan."

"You're asking to buy a villa right off the bat? You're not a big boss, you're just a doctor. You're not really trying to make money through dishonest means, are you?"

Luo Tingzhu replied on Fang Ziye's behalf: "Mom, no, my senior brother didn't embezzle a single penny. These are all profits he received from applying for patents."

“The patents my senior obtained are all very important and have a wide range of applications. The revenue sharing in the future may be even greater.”

Liang Xia asked, "Doctors earn money based on their skills. Our previous understanding of doctors was that they were needed in every era, so it was easy for them to find jobs."

"Can you really earn this much money as a doctor?"

Fang Nan was clearly more attentive than Liang Xia at this moment: "Tingzhu, are you still hungry? You said you weren't feeling well, so you ate first, and we didn't disturb your rest."

"But we haven't prepared the vegetables yet, we can just heat them up and eat them."

Luo Tingzhu replied, "Dad, no need. I'm really not hungry. I was just so sleepy at first, but I felt much better after taking a nap."

“Mom and Dad, my senior brother and I both think it’s a good idea to buy that villa. This villa is the biggest property we’ve invested in in Han City. For a long time to come, we won’t have to worry about where to live.”

Liang Xia nodded, and after asking some more caring questions, she asked again, "Tingzhu, now that there are school district houses in the county, shouldn't school districts in Han City be even more important?"

Luo Tingzhu glanced at Fang Ziye after hearing this, and then smiled and said, "Mom, school district housing is very important in Han City, but my senior brother and I don't need to worry about school district housing. We can enjoy priority admission to many prestigious schools."

Fang Ziye's talent introduction program is classified as Category A in Han City, so he enjoys many privileges. In the future, his children may not even need to take the college entrance examination and can directly attend high school.

Currently, it is possible to arrange for children to attend the best schools, regardless of whether they are in a school district or not, according to the school district housing policy.

"Oh, you can do that?"

Liang Xia sighed, "It's still good to have connections..."

Just as the family was enjoying a happy time together, Fang Ziye's phone suddenly rang.

I picked up the phone and saw it was Lan Tianlu calling.

Fang Ziye's smile froze the moment the phone rang, then solidified, and finally he stood up abruptly, saying as he ran out, "Tingzhu, you can sleep here tonight, I'll take you to work tomorrow morning..."

"Tianluo, don't panic. Calmly follow the instructions of the head of the emergency department..." (End of Chapter)