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Chapter 136 Entrusted with a Heavy Responsibility (for Subscription)

Fang Xian continued to ask Senior Brother Bu Su what it was, but Bu Su did not analyze it in depth.

"Brother, what are we going to the capital for this time? Why do I have to go with me?" Fang Xian hesitated for a few seconds before asking a sharp and provocative topic.

Fang Xian could probably guess that Professor Zhou and Professor Yang were going to the capital for the funeral.

But Fang Xian thinks, go to hell, there is no need to take me with you.

Professor Gui Lao is very awesome, worthy of respect, and very noble.But before today, I didn’t know such a person in this world.

It's not relative, so I'll be silent for a while remotely.

When Bu Su heard what Fang Xian said, his eyes suddenly turned slightly red, like a rabbit about to turn into red eyes: "Teacher Gui chose you in the end, didn't you know?"

The voice is faint, like a singer.

"Choose me for what?" Fang Xian rolled his eyeballs in a circle, his heart flickering rapidly.

In fact, now, he dislikes contact with higher-level people more and more, because this will break his learning rhythm.

After meeting Professor Yang, he was lured to Han City.

Seeing Professor Zhou again, he is heading north to Kyoto. The date of his return is still unknown.

Bu Su quickly calmed down: "Okay, actually you don't know about this. But anyway, it is a good thing, a good thing that many people can hardly imagine."

"I don't know what it is specifically, but Mr. Gui has a quota. But he chose to transfer the quota to you before leaving."

"And there are only twelve such places in our entire country."

Seeing that Fang Xian wanted to speak, Bu Su hurriedly said, "Xiao Fang, don't ask me anymore, you should know when the time comes, and you will know everything."

"Okay, thank you brother."

"Brother Bu, can I ask you another question?"

"Did Professor Zhou leave the trauma center just to take Gui on a trip?" Fang Xian pointed in other directions.

He thought that Busu would be able to understand that he was referring to the robot.

"I don't know, this question is too high-end. But I don't think so."

"I can't answer the specific yes or no. For example, if I ask you why Teacher Lin Hui is so arrogant, what can you know?" Bu Su turned over his hands helplessly, making this analogy.

With his starry eyebrows and sharp eyes, he looked more and more free and easy, as if some burden had been lifted off him at this moment.

"Oh!~" Fang Xian responded with one word.

Bu Su said: "But your resources are better than ours. You can find your uncle to ask."

"Although Professor Fang is currently working in a prefecture-level city like Changshi, it doesn't mean that he can only work in a prefecture-level city. I reckon that Professor Fang should come out of Changshi."

"Now the Zhou An Clinic in Shashi needs him. Of course, maybe Professor Fang has his own plans."

When Fang Xian heard Bu Su mention it, Fang Xian asked what he had been wondering about for a long time.

"Brother Bu, do you know why Professor Fang went to Chang City?"

"At that time, the Chang City Trauma Center was first established, and patients in northwestern Hunan had almost nowhere to go or to be transferred, so Chang City No. 1 Civil Hospital took the lead in establishing the first trauma center in northwestern Hunan."

"Because the Changshi No.1 People's Hospital had an old relationship with Professor Fang, he was invited by the old man to stay there for nearly ten years, and now he is about to leave."

“There are still many places in Hunan Province that need Professor Fang.”

……

After Fang Xian finished digesting the conversation with Bu Su, he walked back to his seat and saw Professor Yang coding words on his mobile phone while saying:

"Zhou Cheng, you and I are different, from the beginning."

"I can skip the surgery, but you can't ask me not to do the typing."

"I've said it a long time ago. In my position, I don't care at all for whoever likes to be in charge..."

"I have been financially free at least 80 years before you. Now it's the year I agreed on. Okay, I've already re-registered for next year's college entrance examination."

"I'm going to retake the college entrance examination, major in literature, and study hard."

"So in my current position, you'd better prepare early."

Yang Yifeng muttered for a while.

Professor Zhou, who was sitting next to him, was at a loss what to do, as if he couldn't find any flaw in Yang Yifeng's words.

Very seriously: "Okay, I know."

"So I plan to let Fang Yun accept your current position. You can move around freely starting in September."

Yang Yifeng was holding the code words on the mobile phone. Because he had to take a car, it was not convenient to use voice, so he could only use the keyboard.

But now he suddenly stopped——

"Fang Yun is gone, what about the trauma center in Chang City?" Yang Yifeng reacted in a daze.

"Isn't there a ready-made candidate?" Zhou Cheng happened to see Fang Xian approaching, and pouted at Fang Xian.

Fang Xian immediately froze, subconsciously almost turning around and running.

What an international joke.

Ask yourself to take over a trauma center and be the general manager. If this joke is taken seriously, people will die.

Watching Fang Xian pause, Zhou Cheng patted the left side near the aisle.

"Xiao Fang, come and sit down. I just want to discuss something with you."

Fang Xian was forced to go to work and sat down next to Professor Zhou Cheng. Feeling his steady breathing, Fang Xian's heart became anxious.

He had heard Professor Zhou's name more than once, and he could be described as a legend in the Shonan University Affiliated Hospital.

Professor Zhou said it was a discussion rather than a unilateral order.

15 minute later.

Zhou Chengcheng directly decided on Fang Xian's whereabouts.

Starting from August, Fang Xian will start traveling back and forth to the trauma center in the city. First, he will familiarize himself with the types of diseases there. Fang Yun will take him to familiarize himself with the types of diseases there, the surgical methods and the trauma center there. operating mode.

Beginning in September, Fang Yun gradually faded out of the Changshi Trauma Center. Occasionally, more complicated surgeries would be mainly handed over to several "experts" arranged by Professor Zhou. Fang Xian started from that time, Slowly start to get in touch with professional skills and start to prepare for entering a specialist.

Until around July of next year, Fang Xian will go back and forth between Shashi and Changshi, until the basic skills of a specialist are mature, and he will be able to be a leader in Changshi Trauma Center for a long time.

Fang Xian didn't have time to respond.

Zhou Cheng also said: "At that time, my daughter Zhou Xiyin will also go to the trauma center in Changshi with you for training. You can take care of her."

"This time I understand clearly what I mean. If you can take care of me a little bit, don't misunderstand."

Fang Xian suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhou Cheng.

His eyes were blurred and he stopped talking.

"I'm not joking. If it wasn't for the last two years, the teacher's vital signs were about to enter the final stage. I used to have another mentor who left suddenly, which made it impossible for me to meet him for the last time."

"Two years ago, I started to take it myself." Zhou Cheng explained.

Fang Xian hesitated and asked respectfully: "Professor Zhou, isn't it good for you to take care of Junior Sister Zhou from now on?"

Zhou Cheng shook his head violently: "No, I haven't been to the clinic for two years, and I haven't been in contact with the medical field. There have been great developments and changes."

"There is a team abroad, based on our existing medical association model, they have created a real medical simulation cabin, which is similar to the nature of a virtual online game."

"This simulation cabin is a kind of comprehensive medical service center. It is equipped with many instruments and equipment such as examination, examination, treatment, surgical instruments and so on. It allows people to control treatment from a relatively infinite distance, truly breaking the time and space limitations of medical treatment. .”

"In fact, since the development of the medical industry 20 years ago, technologies such as mind-controlled typing and other unimaginable technologies have appeared."

"We must lead in this industry..."

Yang Yifeng interrupted while typing words: "Old Zhou, are you crazy? Why are you telling young people so much?"

"Do you really want him to be your son-in-law or something?"

"Or are you going to put pressure on him?"

But what's amazing is that Zhou Cheng actually stopped giving Fang Xian a science popularization when Yang Yifeng scolded him like that.

On the contrary, he still cautiously apologized to Fang Xian: "Xiao Fang, you don't need to know so much now, first lay down the foundation and basic skills of medicine."

"Because by then, you may be the main task bearer of this research competition..."

Zhou Chengzheng said.

Yang Yifeng gave the edited text to Zhou Cheng, and asked: "You can write it like this, can you?"

Zhou Cheng looked sideways.

Yang Yifeng saw that Fang Xian was also curious, so he also read a section to Fang Xian.

When Zhou Cheng swiped the screen of Yang Yifeng's phone, Fang Xian saw that the text Yang Yifeng typed was as follows -

"I was standing there and didn't know what I was thinking. Anyway, I was thinking a lot. I looked at the bustling crowd and people coming and going. Everything was as usual."

"I suddenly realized that after all, whether it is TV or movies, they are all lies. At the moment of parting with your loved ones or the difference between life and death, you will not find that your memory scrolls in an orderly manner like a movie screen."

"It won't be connected into an orderly picture, even if you don't even think clearly, and your memories are very scattered here and there, it seems to be pieced together, but in just a few seconds, all of a sudden Putting together a person's life."

"At this moment, you will find that the memory is very fragmented and messy, and you can't tell who is in front and who is behind, whether those things were in the past, not long ago, in recent years, or in recent days... "

Fang Xian looked at Yang Yifeng.

Is this awesome writing actually so good?
This is what I was writing about just now, and just when I was writing about it, Professor Yang Yifeng had such a profound understanding.

On the other hand, what about yourself?

Fang Xian felt guilty for a moment and didn't know what to do.

Those who have shallow friendship and deep affection are mostly stubborn people, also called passionate people.

"I think it's ok, please send it to me, thank you." Zhou Cheng said.

"Do you really want to read what I wrote?" Yang Yifeng raised his chin proudly, showing great disdain for Zhou Cheng.

"I'm rare?"

"I just want to make a memoir, and this one is about you. If you don't want to get involved, then let it go. I'm too lazy to get involved with you." Zhou Cheng pushed Yang Yifeng's phone , return.

"No, brother."

"Go away..."

Men are young until they die.

These are the only words that Fang Xian can think of right now...

After getting off the car, Fang Xian finally saw his uncle Fang Yun. He flew directly from Changshi to Kyoto, and arrived early, so now he came to pick up Zhou Cheng and Yang Yifeng.

As soon as the three met, Fang Yun first smiled at the other party and nodded, and then called: "Teacher Zhou, brother Yifeng."

"Didn't I allow you to call me Lao Zhou last time?" Yang Yifeng said angrily.

His generation was instantly lowered, which was equivalent to being taken advantage of by Zhou Cheng.

"Teacher Zhou is my wife's teacher and also my teacher."

"Let's discuss our own things." Fang Yun explained to Yang Yifeng honestly.

However, Fang Yun honestly called Yang Yifeng's wife sister-in-law.

Then, Bu Su called Fang Yun his senior brother...

Fang Xian immediately felt that the seniority of these people was in chaos in an instant.

After all, Fang Yun came here for Fang Xian. After the two of them took the car alone, Fang Yun explained to Fang Xian the inextricable relationship between these two people.

Bu Su is the son of teacher Bu Haoran and a student of Yang Yifeng.

However, Bu Haoran is the teacher of his uncle Fang Yun, therefore, Fang Yun is commensurate with Bu Su's senior brother.

Fang Xianzehu questioned, "Uncle Yun, didn't you say that you didn't have a teacher before?"

In the operating room of the trauma center, everyone was spreading the word that Professor Fang's talent was actually better than that of Professor Zhou and Professor Yang.

Professor Zhou is a double academician tutor, and Professor Yang studied under many professors during his bachelor's, master's and doctoral studies.

It was Professor Fang, who even Professor Zhou couldn't teach.

Hearing this, Fang Yun touched the short-inch beard on his chin: "The teacher doesn't have to be a tutor. Your uncle and I met many noble people back then. I dare not forget any of these noble people."

"It will be the same in the future."

"Maybe everyone thinks that my family background is not good, and I'm extremely poor."

"But apart from my parents, my father's family, my uncles and aunts, the teachers, friends, and wives I met are all rare in this world."

"Have you ever heard of a tutor who is really willing to lend money to students to study? I met your uncle..."

For the first time, Fang Yun chatted with Fang about the past.

After finishing speaking, he asked again: "My brother and my sister-in-law didn't take me to whip you or something?"

It is estimated that Professor Wang Huan was the one who paid homage to the god.

Fang Xian shook his head and said with determination: "Uncle Yun, this is definitely not going to happen. I just really envy you for being able to become a great doctor."

“Work hard and you will gain something, and hard work will pay off.”

“It’s just something that’s really enjoyable.”

Fang Yun laughed when he heard this and put his hands on his chest: "This is right. Each of us has limited talents. With limited talents, the more you pay, the more rewards you will get. There is no need to compare with others."

"Just compare yourself with yourself."

"Xiao Fang, have you ever blamed me for not helping you? After knowing the truth of the matter."

Hearing this, Fang Xian nodded instinctively.

Then nodded again.

He said frankly without hiding anything: "You are my Uncle Yun. I never doubted that you would help me with this matter."

"But I really didn't help." Fang Yun sighed.

(End of this chapter)