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Chapter 370 Different Mirrors Reflecting Joy and Sorrow!
Yuan Weihong wasn't really angry with Jie Han; he was just giving him a reminder.

Students being excellent is not a mistake; it's something every teacher hopes for. In particular, Yuan Weihong discovered that if all three members of his current small group wanted to stay at the academy, the students of other professors wouldn't be able to handle them. His small group's fighting power was exceptionally outstanding.

Not only did he defeat Professor Deng Yong's senior fellow disciples, but even the head of the orthopedics department could only sigh in despair. Wasn't Yuan Weihong happy?

No, Yuan Weihong was ecstatic.

Yuan Weihong felt somewhat melancholy after his students became too outstanding.

So, Yuan Weihong stormed out of the chief inpatient office, grumbling, "Three students, not one of them truly understands the importance of respecting teachers. Sigh, they have absolutely no presence..."

Fang Ziye and his two little friends looked at each other in the general inpatient office.

Jie Han then asked, "Senior brother, aren't we going too far? Our master is so busy with clinical work that his contribution to scientific research is relatively limited, and he feels like he can't keep up with the pace?"

Fang Ziye nodded slightly and said, "Jiehan, Tianluo, let me set up this for you. Have you considered whether I have time to go to the lab right now, given how busy I am?"

Both Jie Han and Lan Tianlu shook their heads at the same time.

A lab? How long has it been since you even visited your girlfriend's bedroom?

Lan Tianluo was quite clever and quickly realized what he meant: "Yes, senior brother, now that you mention it, I do remember. The qualification assessment for master's supervisors at Zhongnan Hospital requires at least obtaining the National Natural Science Foundation of China (NSFC) grant for young researchers."

"Master took you under his wing before the end of his hospital stay. What hardships did Master endure before that?"

"Even with vast tracts of fertile land, one must not forget the hardships of clearing it. Fertile land is cultivated through cultivation." Lan Tianluo knew the bitterness of clearing land.

Jie Han was taken aback.

Is it easy to get the National Natural Science Foundation of China (NSFC) for young scientists? If it were easy, Li Nuo from the Department of Trauma Surgery wouldn't have been unable to get it even after being promoted to attending physician. It definitely requires research accumulation and preliminary research.

When Dr. Yuan Weihong graduated, he was practically penniless in research, barely making enough to graduate. If it weren't for the broken practice room, he would have had a hard time staying at the hospital.

"So, we are all standing on our master's shoulders."

"I won't say much more. In the future, if anything happens, please report it to me, especially Lan Tianluo."

“I think you caused the biggest blow to Master,” Fang Ziye said, naming him.

Jie Han nodded in agreement: "Yes, my junior brother is amazing. Not only can he take on a major role in our group, but he also has his own research group to lead. He's really strong."

Fang Ziye knew that Jie Han wouldn't get it, so he simply said it outright: "It's not what you think. It's that Master Yuan Weihong hasn't even been promoted to associate professor yet. Now, Lan Tianluo has directly defeated a professor and resigned to go to the foreign language department."

"This fighting spirit will really give teachers a headache. And they won't feel involved at all."

Upon hearing this, Jie Han abruptly turned his head and looked at Lan Tianluo.

Lan Tianlu smiled without saying a word.

Now, he has completed his second major task at Zhongnan Hospital, and his first major task is about to be completed as well. He couldn't be happier.

Therefore, after the New Year, Lan Tianluo actually became a little lax in his research tasks, especially after Fang Ziye became the chief resident in March. Lan Tianluo's main focus shifted to his daily life.

Jie Han suddenly realized: "I understand now. No wonder you've been so attentive to your senior sister lately, Tian Luo, so that's why!"

Jie Han had a wealth of theoretical knowledge: "When this senior brother became the chief resident, his senior sister's emotional life became somewhat empty, and she must have been quite lonely. If you then come to her side at this time, everything will seem natural."

"I admire you. I hope you and your senior sister can reconcile as soon as possible."

Jie Han also knew that Lan Tianluo was Luo Tingzhu's younger brother. He had had similar feelings before, and when Lan Tianluo talked about the past, it was actually a mess.

Lan Tianluo was young at that time, and jokes made by young people should not be taken seriously.

Fang Ziye didn't want to get involved in Lan Tianluo and Luo Tingzhu's affairs, so he shooed them away, saying, "Well, why don't you go and prepare dinner? I have some things to take care of..."

"Secondary division of spoils." Lan Tianlu understood immediately and left the chief inpatient office with Jie Han.

……

After seeing the text message from Fang Ziye that the money had been deposited into her account, Luo Tingzhu came to the department and went straight to the chief inpatient office. On the way, she also bought Fang Ziye two bottles of drinks and two bottles of mineral water.

As May approached, Luo Tingzhu wore a long dress with sleeves reaching her elbows for ease of experimentation. As she walked in, the snack bag that was always on her chest instantly transformed into a warehouse, as she stopped at the door to replenish Fang Ziye's rations.

"Senior brother, did Professor Ni and the others return that card from the hand surgery department?" Luo Tingzhu asked cleverly.

"They've finally retired. Professor Deng went to great lengths to help them." Fang Ziye breathed a sigh of relief.

The professor of hand surgery gave the money to Fang Ziye privately, as they kept their word, but Fang Ziye cannot use this money.

Professor Liu Huanglong came to Zhongnan Hospital, and from the perspective of keeping his word, the Hand Surgery Department should pay him. However, Professor Liu Huanglong came to the Trauma Surgery Department, not the Hand Surgery Department, so Fang Ziye cannot accept this money.

Since Fang Ziye couldn't return it, he could only entrust Professor Deng Yong, the Kitchen God, to return it, and of course, it was returned.

Professor Ni Yaoping of the Department of Hand Surgery has already stepped in to request the most advanced talent recruitment for Fang Ziye. One cannot be so unethical.

Naturally, the trauma surgery department would have to subsidize Fang Ziye's expenses, but that's a story for another time.

"By the way, Tingzhu, how much of a small bonus did your teacher give you? You published quite a few articles last year!" Fang Ziye asked.

Although Luo Tingzhu went abroad, she managed to publish quite a few articles overseas. Moreover, the corresponding unit she wrote was Zhongnan Hospital, but the first corresponding unit was her senior sister, who was in a laboratory abroad.

But in theory, they should have some money.

"Being not the top communications unit, the reward is too small. The total is only half of what you gave me, senior." "But it's not actually a small amount." Luo Tingzhu finished taking the snacks and walked gracefully inside.

"Senior brother, I recently looked at a house nearby. What do you think of it?" Luo Tingzhu suddenly said.

"Oh? You bought a house?"

"I'm afraid I'll be a little late. Even if the money arrives, I won't have time to look at houses." Fang Ziye was slightly surprised by Luo Tingzhu's quick thinking.

With her bonus savings, her parents' savings, and her current bonus, Luo Tingzhu has more than enough to make a down payment. The only problem is the monthly mortgage payments, but Luo Tingzhu isn't worried.

She'll be able to start working soon, and she'll have a salary and a talent introduction subsidy, so it shouldn't be bad.

Buying two houses before marriage will result in lower down payments and lower mortgage rates.

"Yeah, I've looked at a few. I'll send you the video later, senior. The most important thing is to look at the floor plan. As for the rest, we can figure it out later. Anyway, even if we buy, it won't be as convenient as the place we're renting now."

"During our hospital stay, the place we rented served as a necessary transit point."

"Also, senior brother, I have something to tell you. I plan to go to Shashi for the May Day holiday..." Luo Tingzhu said clearly.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye frowned slightly.

Luo Tingzhu is going to Shashi with a clear purpose: she probably wants to find her mother, surrender, and resolve her inner conflict.

As people grow up, they always have to look back. Looking back, the more mature they become, the more they can understand the hardships their parents endured.

"I can't go this time!" Fang Ziye pursed his lips, looking helpless.

Chief Resident, Chief Resident, Bald Head.

Forget about going out to play, if you don't even finish taking a dump, you'll have to shut up the phone and rush to the emergency room.

Luo Tingzhu smiled and said, "I know, it's okay, I can go by myself."

“The last time we went to Shashi, it was a quick trip. This time we have five days, so I want to make the most of it.”

"Well, okay."

“It’s good to relax. I heard from Jie Han and Lan Tianluo that you often go in and out of the lab.”

"Oh, right, it's been a while since I asked. Where did our lab move to now?"

"I haven't been there since I came back..."

Previously, Deng Yong was removed from his position as lab director, and his lab was given away; he has now moved to a smaller lab. Fang Ziye has never actually been there.

Luo Tingzhu then shared it with Fang Ziye.

Next, Luo Tingzhu showed Fang Ziye the properties she had visited, including pre-sale apartments and unfurnished secondhand apartments. She didn't look at any fully furnished secondhand apartments.

As they talked, Luo Tingzhu and Fang Ziye each calculated their income and savings. They were shocked by what they found.

After bringing in talent from the food business, the couple's total savings are approaching three million!
Even without considering the nearly one million yuan given by Luo Tingzhu's parents, the two children have a combined savings of two million yuan, all earned through hard work and studying.

Among them, Fang Ziye received 1.25 million and Luo Tingzhu received 450,000.

If we exclude the one million yuan spent on talent recruitment, Fang Ziye's earnings are still far from what Luo Tingzhu earns.

Fang Ziye exclaimed, "Tingzhu, you must earn much more money than me!"

Luo Tingzhu nodded slightly: "It's mainly because we spent some of the money you earned from the competition last year abroad, otherwise you would have over 300,000."

“Well, you spent money too,” Fang Ziye said.

Luo Tingzhu handed Fang Ziye a duck foot, and they each started gnawing on it, chuckling like mice.

Both of them were only in their twenties and not business prodigies, yet they already had a considerable amount of money in their hands.

Unfortunately, just as the two were laughing, the chief resident's phone rang.

"Here we go again. I wonder if it's a fracture or a minor injury!" Fang Ziye reached out and took it with practiced ease, and then chose to amplify the call.

Inside, the sound of a child crying could be heard: "Mommy, Mommy..."

The sounds of hurried footsteps, the rumbling of a stroller rolling on the ground, and the doctor's shouts: "Whose child is this? Where are the family members?"

"Father didn't come! He came with the ambulance."

At the same time, Fang Ziye heard a gasping voice pleading: "Urgent consultation with trauma surgeons! Open pelvic injury, active hematoma!"

"Get the child away!~~~" the person who spoke roared angrily.

Fang Ziye's smile was still frozen on his face. Without even saying goodbye to Luo Tingzhu, he quickly stood up, his scalp tingling, and ran while instructing Luo Tingzhu: "Tingzhu, help me! Call Teacher Deng, my master!"

With a loud bang, Fang Ziye forcefully pulled open the door to the chief inpatient's office, ran out, and slammed the door against the wall.

Inside, Luo Tingzhu wasn't frightened, but she quickly pulled out her phone with a slightly nervous expression, her previous smugness completely gone.

In this world, joys and sorrows are reflected in many different mirrors, yet they all occur simultaneously.

(End of this chapter)