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Chapter 339 No one gets up early without a reason (Please subscribe)
Liu Huanglong knew about Fang Ziye's affairs, and it was Liu Huanglong's junior colleague at Zhongnan Hospital who leaked the information to him.

Liu Huanglong knew that the professor of hand surgery and Deng Yong of trauma surgery had argued about Fang Ziye's matter, and Professor Deng Yong naturally won the argument in the end.

The insults they hurled behind their backs were incredibly harsh. The worst ones were saying that since their own land wasn't producing enough grain, they blamed others for not coming to their homes to defecate and urinate...

The fundamental skill of suturing is as important in hand surgery as a soldier's equipment and physical fitness.

A master's degree is enough to elevate suturing skills to a high level, and the vascular patency rate of tail reattachment in nude mice is over 90%.

Having such a talent in front of you is like a starving ghost encountering a fragrant bowl of rice, or a lecherous old man who has been robbing women for years seeing a young girl throwing herself into his arms. With a little training, she might become a highly skilled master of hand surgery.

Naturally, Fang Ziye also had a talent for trauma surgery, and his performance was even more outstanding. As a master's graduate, he won the 'Special Prize', which is definitely someone that Professor Deng Yong cherishes.

Such a person, with such a special identity, is exactly the tool Liu Huanglong uses to drive away one enemy while devouring another.

Liu Huanglong was certain that no one in the hand surgery department would dare to go to Deng Yong and say they wanted to bring Fang Ziye over. So, even if Fang Ziye didn't answer his greeting, someone else would probably chime in, and the matter would just pass by.

Unexpectedly, Fang Ziye took the opportunity to climb up the ladder and asked a counter-question.

"Professor Liu, which type of horizontal suturing technique are you referring to?"

Fang Ziye's expression was serious, and the smile on his face was a cheerful one, not one of malicious mockery or sarcasm.

Professor Ni Yaoping of the Hand Surgery Department knew Fang Ziye and remembered him well. After hearing this, he smiled casually and said, "Ziye, Professor Liu was just joking with you. What level?"

"You still dare to compare your level with Professor Liu? The level Professor Liu is talking about is a level higher than his."

After explaining this to Fang Ziye, Ni Yaoping added, "Professor Liu, Ziye is one of our orthopedic students. He is quite cheerful and easy-going, so he sometimes cracks a joke."

"Don't take it seriously."

Ni Yaoping quickly explained that he didn't want Fang Ziye to offend Liu Huanglong without respecting his elders, because whatever the outcome of the argument, it wouldn't be a good thing.

Liu Huanglong's attitude is quite clear now; he simply doesn't want to return to Zhongnan Hospital.

Liu Huanglong's current suturing skills have reached the pinnacle of the "entering the hall" level, and he is only a tiny distance away from becoming one of the top hand surgeons in the country. Who knows when he will reach that level?

At this point, Liu Huanglong needed someone with even more refined suturing skills than him. Such a person could only be found among the current director of the hand surgery department at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, as well as a few giants from hospitals such as Shanghai Sixth People's Hospital, Huashan Hospital, and Jishuitan Hospital.

But when Liu Huanglong heard Fang Ziye say that, he found Fang Ziye interesting and said, "Ziye, I heard that your suturing skills are very good. You've been in and out of our training room several times!"

“Coincidentally, I’m also from this training room, and I came from here too. How about we go and spar again?” Liu Huanglong seemed happy to help his sect and give Fang Ziye, who had once been so arrogant in the hand surgery department, a warning.

Liu Huanglong came to Zhongnan Hospital today and didn't make any other plans. The reason he was in such a hurry to leave was that Professor Ni Yaoping kept persuading him to come to Zhongnan Hospital from various angles. Professor Ni Yaoping was making way for Liu Huanglong to make up for the previous misunderstanding.

Liu Huanglong was unwilling, so he suggested that they go to eat first, then demonstrate in the training room, exchange skills with Professor Ni Yaoping, and after leaving the training room, he saw Fang Ziye. He casually changed the subject and continued to increase the difficulty for Ni Yaoping.

Whether Liu Huanglong comes to Zhongnan University or not, they currently hold the initiative.

He was doing very well at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, but he was doing too well. Professor Zhong, the current director of hand surgery at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, was also in his prime, which led to a clash between the two.

Liu Huanglong currently does not hold the position of administrative director, making it difficult for him to advance further. If a change is requested, Professor Zhong would have to step down, or Liu could transfer to another hospital to serve as administrative director.

Demanding that someone be young and strong, but for Professor Zhong to retire at fifty, would indeed be excessive.

The exchange of glances between Ni Yaoping and Yang Wenzheng silenced Fang Ziye's mischief: "Professor Liu, I certainly can't beat you in a friendly competition. You are my teacher, and I have also studied suturing techniques. I only regret that I haven't had the opportunity to learn from you and see your true potential."

Although Fang Ziye really wanted to get Professor Ni Yaoping's boast in the hand surgery department that he could give 200,000 yuan to anyone who could bring Professor Liu Huanglong to Zhongnan Hospital, and could also apply to the hospital for a special talent recommendation reward of no less than 300,000 or even 500,000 yuan!

If you don't want the talent referral rewards from the hospital, you can exchange them for many other resources.

The reason is that the Department of Hand Surgery is willing to pay a high price and make many promises in order to bring back a talent like Professor Liu Huanglong.

It's all about throwing money at it!

Smash it hard, until everyone is moved.

This topic even piqued the interest of Professors Deng Yong and Han Yuanxiao, who discussed it privately. Fang Ziye, though only a tea server at the time, took it to heart and treated it as a joke.

Professor Liu Huanglong just used Fang Ziye as a target for conflict, and Fang Ziye, who is not well-off to begin with, really wants to rush in and fight!

Zhongnan Hospital typically charges only 150,000 yuan for general talent recruitment, 300,000 yuan for mid-level talent recruitment, and 500,000 yuan for top-tier talent recruitment. However, if Liu Huanglong is brought to Zhongnan, Ni Yaoping personally provides 200,000 yuan, and the hospital can apply for a maximum of 500,000 yuan in additional funding!
How could this not be tempting?
“That’s perfect, I happen to be free today,” Professor Liu Huanglong said with a smile.

Rather than being directly brought to the dinner table by Ni Yaoping and others, Liu Huanglong felt that if he could bring Fang Ziye along, he would definitely hear far less gossip.

Liu Huanglong turned around and said, "Professor Ni, since Ziye has said so, why don't we play in the training room a little longer?"

"Speaking of which, I used to have a pretty good relationship with Ziye's teacher, Yuan Weihong. It's perfectly acceptable for him to call me 'Uncle-Master'..."

“Let’s take another look together. We hand surgery students, including Guan Qiquan and me, all feel like we haven’t seen enough…”

“Right, Qi Quan?” Ni Yaoping looked at Guan Qi Quan.

Guan Qiquan is an associate professor in Ni Yaoping's group and had met with Fang Ziye before.

Guan Qiquan nodded quickly.

Then everyone started walking back.

The expressions of Wen Dongfang and Professor Zhu Weiguo were not very natural, but they also looked in Fang Ziye's direction and introduced him to Liu Huanglong, saying, "Huanglong, we're old anyway, so we're not afraid of being too proud to speak out."

“Ziye’s talent is actually no less than yours. Although he was a bit disrespectful before, he is indeed a promising talent. At such a young age, he has already performed quite a few impressive procedures in the field of trauma surgery.”

"His manual reduction technique was so advanced that even the most renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctors in Hubei Province, who were famous for their manual reduction techniques, felt that he had surpassed them..."

The speaker was Professor Wen Dongfang, while another professor, Zhu Weiguo, led Fang Ziye aside and instructed him privately: "Liu Huanglong brought you in just now to shut us up. He told us not to say anything about sending him home."

"I almost said something harsh on your behalf just now, but I didn't expect you to actually say it."

"That's good, you step forward! Let Liu Huanglong see that our hospital's hand surgery department is not something that can be easily manipulated," Zhu Weiguo explained.

Indeed, the current level of development of the hand surgery department at Zhongnan Hospital is slightly inferior to that of the other three hospitals.

The Department of Hand Surgery at Union Hospital is arguably the best in Hubei Province, and Liu Huanglong's current workplace is much better than that of Zhongnan Hospital.

However, Fang Ziye's current age and suturing skills represent the highest potential. At 28 years old, his mastery of suturing skills is so advanced that which specialist in the country wouldn't love him?
Hearing Professor Zhu Weiguo say this, Fang Ziye glanced at him slightly. Being very familiar with Zhu Weiguo, Fang Ziye asked, "Professor Zhu, does that mean if I silence Professor Liu today, it won't disrupt the hand surgery teachers' arrangements and plans?"

Zhu Weiguo was a cunning old fox; upon hearing Fang Ziye's words, he immediately understood what Fang Ziye meant!
Even just hearing Fang Ziye express the meaning like that, his tongue immediately went numb.

His lips moved for a long time, but he couldn't utter a word. His left hand gripped Fang Ziye's right forearm even tighter, like an iron clamp.

After a good ten seconds, Professor Zhu Weiguo finally asked, lost in thought, "Can you do that?"

"I think we can give it a try."

Fang Ziye felt a chill run down his spine. For the sake of 700,000, he felt he could spend some knowledge points.

Moreover, at this very moment, Fang Ziye had sufficient reason and groundwork.

“Professor Zhu, when I went to Enshi before, I actually made a special request to Professor Li Guohua. At that time, I even made a pledge to him, saying that I really hoped to get the opportunity to gain clinical experience.”

"Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to report my achievements to Teacher Li after I came back. But I'm not lying, I really did learn something!"

"After I went abroad, although I didn't have the opportunity to operate, I had the opportunity to watch others operate, and there were also skill training rooms where I could train, so I took another small step forward..." Fang Ziye pinched the tip of his index finger.

He gestured a very small step.

But these words caused Zhu Weiguo's mood to fluctuate, and his expression became unreadable!
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Weiguo glanced sideways and turned his head to the side, standing quite a distance from Liu Huanglong, before saying with complicated emotions, "You are excellent, it would be even better if you suppressed him! We will take care of the rest."

"If you can keep him talking about coming to Zhongnan, I guarantee that when you get a job, you'll get several times, or even ten times, more than you're getting now!"

okay.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye smiled and quietly began to spend his money.

No one gets up early without a reason; if there's something to gain, you'll definitely get up early.

No one can escape the mundane thing that is money.

(End of this chapter)