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Chapter 350 The Kitchen God's Firepower (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

"Teacher Deng, what should we do now?" Yuan Weihong quickly asked.

The matter Fang Ziye mentioned involves the old professors, which will inevitably lead to a major argument. This time, the arguments may escalate from Professor Deng Yong to the older generation of professors.

"What else can we do? Just let it go."

"How the hell am I supposed to know what to do now?" Deng Yong muttered under his breath, his face full of worry.

"First of all, I don't know what Han Yuanxiao will think about bringing Liu Huanglong into the department. Han Yuanxiao was only recently promoted to senior professional, so he might be at the same stage as Liu Huanglong."

"It's obvious to anyone with eyes that Liu Huanglong's aptitude is far superior to Han Yuanxiao's. If he misunderstands that I'm deliberately targeting him, that would be another problem." Deng Yong had considered things quite thoroughly.

Just as he was thinking about it, Deng Yong's phone rang. The contact name was Zhu Weiguo.

Yuan Weihong had just finished reporting to Professor Deng Yong, and Guan Qiquan had probably just finished sorting out the whole story. Guan Qiquan reported to Professor Ni Yaoping, who, upon hearing about the matter, knew that he might not be able to handle it on his own, so he consulted Professor Zhu Weiguo.

Deng Yong took a deep breath, looked around, and seeing that it was too noisy inside, decided to walk out, calling out as he went, "Ziye, come with me and learn from me. Let Yuan Weihong stay here by himself."

Deng Yong was clearly going to teach Fang Ziye what it meant to have the charisma of a former regional warlord.

Yuan Weihong gave Fang Ziye a wink, and Fang Ziye quickly followed, walking alongside Professor Deng Yong.

In an instant, Deng Yong's worried expression turned into a grin: "Hey, Teacher Zhu, why are you calling so late? Is there some instruction you need?"

As they spoke, they gradually reached a spot near the riverbank.

Inside, Zhu Weiguo's angry expression seemed to travel through the phone, his tone slightly sinister: "Deng Yong, we're from the same department, we have no grudges against each other, right?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Zhu Weiguo started by focusing on the interdepartmental relationship.

“Professor Zhu, you’re exaggerating. Ni Yaoping and I, Professor Li and you, Professor Zhu, are all good friends. How could we be enemies?”

"Where exactly did we go wrong? Please enlighten us, Teacher Zhu!" Deng Yong pretended to be confused even though he knew the truth.

"Ha, you guys are really easy to deal with. Something like this happened and you didn't even bother to report it to me."

"If it doesn't concern you and you're not in pain, you'll just sit back and relax, right? Do you need me to report or explain to you?" Zhu Weiguo addressed Deng Yong like a teacher addressing a student, his tone extremely rude.

"Teacher Zhu, no!"

"Yuan Weihong has already explained it to me, but I'm at a loss too."

"The senior colleagues in the department, namely Professor Zhu, can decide for yourselves. As long as the students are excellent, the rest will be arranged separately."

"I think there's nothing wrong with Ziye."

“In the training room, I heard Ziye say that you were by his side the whole time. Did Ziye say anything biased to Professor Liu Huanglong?”

"In the emergency operating room, Guan Qiquan from the hand surgery department accompanied and guided me throughout the entire process. Did you hear him mention that Fang Ziye did not say anything about luring Liu Huanglong to our trauma surgery department during the entire operation?"

"Furthermore, Ziye is currently just a student chief resident, and he hasn't even signed a contract with our hospital yet. What right does he have to ask Professor Liu Huanglong to change his mind?"

"Teacher Zhu, you can't wrong someone like that!"

"Ziye merely demonstrated his absolute strength and went all out with a responsible attitude towards patients. If that is also wrong, then I will definitely stand on Ziye's side."

"Ziye, you know that back then, the hand surgery department handled so many limb replantation cases in one night. It was the hand surgery department that gave Ziye the opportunity to operate and suture a blood vessel in one or two cases. In that sense, Ziye can be considered a student of the hand surgery department, who is only halfway there."

"How could there be such a misunderstanding?" Professor Deng Yong's thinking was clear, his analysis unique, and his approach measured.

In just a few hundred words, he fully demonstrated his demeanor as the administrative director of the department back then.

"Deng Yong, so you're just watching the show with a cold eye? Or do you want to see him make a fool of himself?" Zhu Weiguo wouldn't listen to Deng Yong's explanation.

"Fang Ziye didn't seduce him, but he didn't refuse either, did he?"

Deng Yong immediately countered, "Professor Zhu, if Academician Chen Zhongwei wanted to come to the Department of Hand Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital in the 1990s, would you have refused on behalf of Zhongnan Hospital?"

Academician Chen Zhongwei is the world's first person to perform finger replantation, an unparalleled giant and pioneer in hand surgery, and a world-class scientist...

Zhu Weiguo did not answer.

Deng Yongcai said, "So, putting ourselves in his shoes, Fang Ziye is just a resident physician in our trauma surgery department. What right does he have to get involved in this mess of personnel matters?"

"He dares not let anyone in, much less push anyone out. Are you saying that if Duan Hong from the Department of Trauma Surgery at Tongji Hospital said he wanted to come to the Department of Hand Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital, you would turn him away because he doesn't have a background in hand surgery?"

"This is my explanation on behalf of Ziye."

"Secondly, Professor Liu Huanglong is a free agent, he..."

Before Deng Yong could explain further, Zhu Weiguo lost his temper: "Deng Yong, don't try to explain yourself. You have to handle this matter properly!"

"Otherwise, even if you are Li Guohua's student, I will still make things difficult for you."

"A grinning, silver-tongued?"

Upon hearing this, Deng Yong took a deep breath and unleashed his ultimate move: "Teacher Zhu, when you mentioned my mentor, were you thinking of him, or were you thinking of him and then thinking of you?" With just a few words, Deng Yong silenced Zhu Weiguo.

Professor Li Guohua is currently under investigation for some financial reasons and is no longer at Zhongnan Hospital.

But in reality, those who came from that era believed that if the water were too clear, there would be no fish. Basically, no one dared to say that their hands were absolutely clean and that they had never taken any kickbacks.

No one would dare say that.

Li Guohua was caught red-handed, so he was naturally in trouble. But if Li Guohua had simply reported Zhu Weiguo there, getting Zhu Weiguo to come in and keep him company would have been an easy matter; all it would have taken was a few words.

Fang Ziye stood by and watched as Deng Yong rendered Professor Zhu Weiguo speechless.

This is the professor, the former director. His speed in integrating information and his utilization rate of every condition are instantly maximized.

Logically speaking, since Professor Li Guohua is no longer in the institute and Professor Deng Yong is no longer the administrative director, they should be keeping a low profile when dealing with Professor Zhu Weiguo.

But Professor Deng Yong took a different approach, broke through the encirclement, and left the old professor with no chance to fight back, leaving him completely defeated.

Would Zhu Weiguo dare to bully Deng Yong again?

I'm not too sure.

Deng Yong and Li Guohua are master and apprentice; they may have other opportunities to meet and talk. In this peaceful and civilized era, no one would want to take someone's life.

"Everyone says that only Professor Chu's student is unconventional and fickle. I think this person is a descendant of you, Deng Yong, isn't he?"

"Me?" Professor Zhu Weiguo was about to explode.

Deng Yong pulled out another bombshell: "Teacher Zhu, if Teacher Chu misses you too, then..."

"Beep beep beep!" Zhu Weiguo hung up the phone in anger.

Fang Ziye remained dumbfounded.

What a guy.

A simple "Professor Li Guohua misses you" could almost get Zhu Weiguo into trouble or ruin his reputation in his later years, but a simple "Professor Chu misses you" could be the death of him.

After hanging up the phone, Professor Deng Yong received another call from Wen Dongfang.

However, for some reason, Wen Dongfang hung up the phone after making the call for a while and did not continue to dial.

"Master, is it inappropriate to speak to these two professors like this?" Fang Ziye asked.

That seems a bit disrespectful.

"If you want to find fault, you can always find a reason. At this moment, both professors are in a state of explosive anger. If we don't give them some calming down, they will argue like crazy."

"We don't have that much time to argue with them. If you can figure this out, then do so. If you can't, then it's none of our business in trauma surgery."

"At worst, I'll go and apologize in person with a bundle of thorns on my back after some time," Deng Yong said with a sigh.

It might feel good to vent your anger, but it will be difficult to appease the old professor.

Just as he was about to turn back, Deng Yong saw a phone call from Ni Yaoping.

Seeing this, Deng Yong immediately answered the call, held the phone to his ear, and started cursing: "Ni Yaoping, you want to come here and show off your power? How many tails do you have? You think you're so great that you want to curse me, huh?"

Deng Yong is slightly more senior than Ni Yaoping, and when he gets angry, he can't help but scold his junior brother. He just happened to find a scapegoat.

"Brother Yong, you've misunderstood. I just wanted to let you know that I've reported the matter to the two professors, so I wanted to inform you so you can be mentally prepared!"

"I just finished a phone call with Teacher Wen." Ni Yaoping's tone was still very polite, clearly treating Deng Yong as a brother, so he informed him.

"You should have told me the year after next. I was being scolded like a grandson before you called to tip me off."

"The child is dead, so the milk has arrived, right?" Deng Yong began to ramble on, his tone both angry and aggrieved.

Fang Ziye found the scene to be incredibly surreal.

Naturally, Deng Yong's mindset is something I should learn from. To hold a high position and have subordinates, it's essential to humble oneself and employ certain tactics.

After grumbling for a while, Deng Yong said, "Okay, that's enough. I still have some things to take care of, and I'm covered in bumps."

hang up the phone.

Deng Yong put his phone away, turned around, nudged Fang Ziye in the center of his shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Ziye, have you seen any viable path for your cooperation with Liu Huanglong?"

“If we have one, we can bypass Duan Hong and Qi Qiaowen and start a new one.”

"Huh?" Fang Ziye's scalp tingled instantly.

Deng Yong understood, inhaling the atmosphere of Han Street and smelling the flavor of Chu River, and reciting the Records of the Grand Historian: "All the world's hustle and bustle is for profit, and all the world's hustle and bustle is for profit!"

(End of this chapter)