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"Xiyan, Xiyan, come here, call me Daddy." After returning home, Fang Ziye washed his hands immediately and went to the crib to coax the baby Xiyan, who had just finished crying.

Luo Tingzhu rolled her eyes at Fang Ziye: "She can call me 'Dad' before she's even a month old. Even the title of 'divine baby' can't describe her talent."

"Their vocal cords and language functions are not fully developed yet."

Baby Xiyan looked at Chen Baian with bright, sparkling eyes, spitting out saliva, occasionally smiling, waving her little hands back and forth, her eyes a little red from crying.

Fang Ziye reached into Xi Yan's palm, feeling the baby's grasping reflex and the soft, white skin, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Maybe she was trying to call for her parents, but just didn't make a sound."

"Have you drunk your milk?" Fang Ziye asked Luo Tingzhu.

"I've had my drink, and I just woke up. I guess I'll need to play for a while before I can fall asleep again," Luo Tingzhu replied, reaching out to touch Xi Yan's other hand.

His eyes lit up: "Kids are so much fun."

Just then, Fang Ziye's phone rang.

"I'm going to answer this phone. It's Song Yi calling," Fang Ziye said, glancing at the contact name as Song Yi.

Luo Tingzhu still explained, "Senior brother, how about we rent or buy another house next door? I see that Mom and Dad are running back and forth every day, which is quite tiring for them."

Luo Tingzhu bought a small apartment with only three bedrooms and one living room.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu shared a room, Chang Jie shared a room with Xi Yan, and the other room was filled with Xi Yan's diapers, formula, and other items.

There was a bed, but it was difficult to walk around.

Fang Ziye said, "After you finish your postpartum confinement, we'll go to the villa. We should have gone there from the beginning, but your parents are worried that our precious daughter won't be used to it."

"Actually, it's convenient; you can just take the bus back and forth."

"The chickens and ducks are raised over there, and they can be slaughtered fresh whenever we want to eat them. Isn't that great?"

Fang Ziye wasn't unwilling to spend the money; it was just that Fang Nan and Liang Xia definitely wouldn't tolerate such waste, and they would certainly not agree to this proposal.

The elderly couple are now very busy and fulfilled every day, with smiles on their faces. They don't care about such a tiring life.

For them, this was truly the pinnacle of their lives.

My son is successful, I have a pension, we have savings, my children own a car and a house, I have a granddaughter, and I still have things to do every day.

Chickens and ducks are raised, and vegetables are grown in the garden.

It's just a matter of taking the bus to and from the station, how can that be considered hard work?
Aside from not having any old friends to chat with, everything else is pure bliss.

Song Yi said, "Director Fang, there was a patient with severe injuries who specifically requested that you personally perform the surgery. I told him that in the emergency room, we cannot make choices, so he left in a huff."

"Before leaving, he even went to the medical affairs department to report my poor work attitude."

Song Yi's clinical learning ability is not weak, and is even quite strong.

Compared to Song Yi, even Wang Yuanqi, who had previously passed the "exceptional doctoral entrance exam," paled in comparison.

Wang Yuanqi was able to get into the doctoral program through special admission because he worked hard, while Song Yi only had the option of special admission, which is why he chose to pursue a doctoral degree through special admission.

"Yeah, Yi-ge, it's okay. It's an invalid report. Patients have the right to choose their treatment provider. If the medical affairs department calls me, I'll explain it to them."

Fang Ziye continued, "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Yi."

"Actually, given your qualifications, you shouldn't need to be a chief resident now."

Song Yi diligently completed his bachelor's and master's degrees, as well as his professional doctorate, before starting his career.

But he was unwilling to work in Professor Duan Hong's group, so he came to Zhongnan Hospital to find Fang Ziye, hoping to accomplish his own "great thing".

"Brother Ye, this is a hospital regulation, it's not like you're targeting me."

"Being hospitalized is tiring, but it's not to the point where I can't take it anymore. Besides, I have Brother Tianluo helping me out, so I'm actually quite relaxed."

"As long as I run around to emergency consultations, routine consultations, and wards, Brother Tianluo manages everything perfectly. I've really benefited from the infrastructure you built, Brother Ye." Song Yi's attitude was very proper.

Taking advantage of his age, his overall ability is currently on par with Lan Tianluo, so Ren Zhongyuan always feels no pressure.

The working hours are a bit long, and the workload is a bit tedious.

"Brother Yi, you need to keep a tighter grip on those students in the department. Don't let them get away with it just because of me."

"You are their legitimate superior; in fact, you have the authority to govern Tianluo!"

"Tianluo also told me privately that you are much better than him at treating pelvic fractures, and that if there is any emergency surgery, you should call him."

"I've already obtained standard Level 3 surgical authorization for both of you, so there won't be any problems!" Fang Ziye said politely.

"Okay!~"

"Brother Ye, since you've put it that way, then I won't hold back."

"It's all clinical work after all, and clinical work involves teaching. I'll get my revenge for how I was criticized in the past."

"If Hu Qingyuan comes to you to complain, I won't pay any attention to him, okay?"

Having said that, Song Yi added, "But then again, I can scold Feng Junfeng and Tian Yao without any hesitation, but I really can't bring myself to scold Hu Qingyuan!"

"He's sensible and knowledgeable. If he weren't a bit too young, I think he could easily beat us."

Fang Ziye was not surprised at all that Hu Qingyuan received praise from Song Yi.

After all, he has a photographic memory, top-notch operational talent, is sensible, has first-rate skills in conversation and signing, and is knowledgeable, possessing both professional knowledge and "understanding of life"!
He can be described as a near-perfect professional doctor.

"Qingyuan is a very comfortable student to teach. Just treat him as your student."

“But it’s not about taking him away. If anyone tries to take him away, I’ll lose my temper… I just dealt with Professor Duan a while ago…” Fang Ziye chuckled.

Song Yi laughed and said, "Then my master deserves it. Wasn't he trying to dismantle your skeleton, Brother Ye?"

"I have to talk to you now, Boss Yuanpei is here, I have to go and get some instructions!" Song Yi's tone was unusually reserved.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye felt at ease.

You could say that he has had really good luck in life.

Li Yuanpei is like an extra four arms to him. Li Yuanpei's professional talent is really average, but his ability to use people is truly unbeatable.

……

May 6th, Wednesday, the first workday of May.

Zhongnan Hospital, New Campus, Chief Inpatient Office.

Fang Ziye still joined everyone for meals, and now there were even more brothers. Some students brought local specialties, while others brought seafood and dried fish, making everyone's meals much better. However, this time, it wasn't Lan Tianluo who was feasting, but Song Yi.

Song Yi had experienced things firsthand, so he didn't need anyone to teach him principles.

He ate quickly, fell asleep immediately, and soon began snoring. It seemed that the conversation between Fang Ziye and the others had no effect on his sleep quality.

Lan Tianlu is now eating very slowly and methodically. He said, "Senior brother, I need to ask for leave tomorrow to go out and be a companion."

"Junfeng will handle things in the department."

"Oh, by the way, Brother Sun Shaoqing said he has some things to do this morning, so he'll be a little late. He'll be in the operating room before the surgery officially starts," Lan Tianluo reported to Fang Ziye in detail.

Fang Ziye put down his chopsticks and wiped the sesame paste from the corner of his mouth with a tissue: "When are you and Tonghua going to have your wedding?"

"You're young, you can wait a few more years, don't you think her family is pressuring her?"

Tong Hua is three years older than Lan Tianluo, only one year younger than Fang Ziye, and one year older than Luo Tingzhu.

"Senior brother, please stop pressuring me to get married!"

"Let's talk for a while longer. We haven't been dating for years, what's the rush?" Lan Tianluo had the look of a scumbag.

Lan Tianluo and Tong Hua have been together for several years. Recently, Lan Tianluo has stopped complaining about the differences between Tong Hua's views and his. However, given their past experiences, Lan Tianluo is still quite cautious about whether or not to marry Tong Hua.

After hearing this, Zou Qian said, "Senior Brother Lan, if you ever do something good, be sure to let us know in the group chat. We brothers will all go and celebrate your wedding together."

Lan Tianluo nodded naturally: "Of course, when our brothers in the orthopedics department step in, we'll dismantle an arm if we have one, dismantle a door if we have one, and if all else fails, we'll open another door ourselves."

"You think you can get the door blocked by a bunch of bridesmaids?"

"By the way, Zou Qian, the dried fish you brought is really good. Could you buy some more locally? I plan to take some home for my parents to try."

"This authentic stream grouper tastes really good. I'll transfer the money to you later."

Zou Qian said with a fawning expression, "Senior Brother Lan, what's with all this money? With the little bit of knowledge you've taught me all this time, how much can you buy with the money you'd spend on those little fish?"

"If I remember correctly, our department regularly holds a short training course on trauma treatment on weekends. The tuition is 12,000 yuan, right?"

Zou Qian is Fang Ziye's doctoral student. He entered the class one year after Feng Junfeng and Tian Yao, making him Lan Tianluo's junior.

Wang Dali, who was in the same doctoral cohort as Zou Qian, replied, "Brother Qian, 16,000, no bargaining."

"Although trauma treatment can now be routinely performed in many hospitals, the techniques here are still 30 to 40 percent better than those elsewhere. Brother Lan's trauma treatment is also more effective than that of the average professor."

Fang Ziye interrupted, saying, "Alright, all of you, stop with your mutual flattery."

"Let me ask you a question: Have you learned it yourselves? How proficient are you now? Can you perform suturing of damaged nerves and blood vessels?"

"After studying for so long, you still can't master individual skills. Have you all spent all your time on these interpersonal skills?" Fang Ziye imitated his former teachers, using psychological manipulation on his students.

Zou Qian and Wang Dali immediately fell silent.

Fang Ziye continued, "I'm not urging you, but even though you're a little better off than other students in the same year, you still need to consider the food you eat."

"You've had no shortage of emergency cases of trauma and injury. The training room is there, and your opportunities for clinical practice remain high."

"With food like this, it's only slightly better than what my classmates in the hospital eat. We really need to figure out why."

"Putting everything else aside, in terms of debridement techniques, you are no match for Professor Duan Hong's students, and that's your own problem!"

“Look at your two senior brothers.”

"Junfeng and Tianyao have always been diligent and hardworking, and now they have caught up and reached the first-class level among their peers."

Zou Qian then replied in a low voice, "Master, we've been holding you back."

Fang Ziye corrected: "There's something wrong with what you're saying."

Whether you learn well or not is not a matter of holding me back, but rather a matter of your own insufficient ability.

"As your teacher, I give you research topics, guarantee your graduation, give you opportunities to practice, and give you enough clinical opportunities so that you can have the skills to make a living."

"I am giving you patient instruction and tailoring my teaching to your individual needs so that you can master better skills and use these skills to benefit patients in the future, not so that you can gain some fame for me."

In the chief inpatient office, Lan Tianluo and Hu Qingyuan remained silent.

Ling Fengguang and Dou Yilin, both junior master's students, were trembling with fear. Cao He, who was to become Fang Ziye's 26 master's student, was also a bit timid and dared not speak.

……

Fang Ziye then took over the position of director of orthopedics again. After the handover, he led everyone in reviewing the ward data from April.

Fang Ziye said, "Head Nurse, Professor Zeng, Professor Wang, thank you for your hard work last month."

“I took almost half a month off, but the department’s affairs were still running smoothly. The number of surgeries in our department decreased rather than increased, and the complaint rate also decreased.”

"After seeing these data, I felt extremely ashamed."

"It seems I'm the 'restless' one in our department."

Wang Zongkai replied, "Ziye, people are not worried about scarcity but about inequality; this is a common mentality among Chinese people."

"When you were in the department, everyone demanded that you perform the surgeries. If you didn't, they would complain. How could the complaint rate be low?"

"However, from another perspective, Director Fang is indeed a troublemaker, after all, he's so handsome and his skills are so good..."

"After you left, the specialist nurses in our orthopedics department were all a bit unhappy."

After listening, head nurse Huang Xiaowei coughed and said, "Director Fang, Director Wang, if there's nothing else, let's end the shift handover."

"Today is the day our hospital's nursing department will come to our department for teaching inspection. Whether our department can be rated as excellent depends on today."

"After the hospital's evaluation, the provincial authorities will also come to conduct an assessment."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye quickly said, "Everyone, perk up! The nursing department is the cornerstone of our department."

"Surgery is only 30% surgery and nursing care is 70% post-operative care. If anyone fails to perform at this crucial time, I will hold them accountable."

"Lan Tianluo, Hu Qingyuan, you two don't need to go down into the operating room yet. First, help the head nurse sort out their nursing research data."

Huang Xiaowei replied, "Director Fang, no need. President Lan and Dr. Hu have already revised it for us many times in advance, so there's no need to trouble them again."

"The main problem is that our overall scientific research capabilities are too shallow, so..." Huang Xiaowei felt extremely ashamed.

Compared to the research capabilities of the medical team in her department, the nursing department she led, although it was the hospital's 'nursing research pioneer,' knew absolutely nothing about research...

Fang Ziye didn't say anything, but his tone tightened as he sat up straight and said, "Professor Zeng, I may have to assign you a task." (End of Chapter)