Gou in the operating room to add some upgrades

Chapter 145: The great road is not dead, but the involution continues! (Dazhang, please subscribe)
After driving Professor Deng and President Zeng out of the door, an old man at the back said respectfully: "Teachers, thank you for helping us open the door. Please don't let anyone come in and disturb us. Thank you."

The words were polite, but the action was to close the door directly and press his back against the door!
He showed no mercy to Professor Deng at all.

"Okay, Professor Zou." As the actual person in charge of the Hubei Provincial Medical Association, Professor Deng dared not talk nonsense when he saw the opposite Professor Zou doing this.

This is a disciple of Professor Gui Lao!

They do not allow outsiders to disturb the cleanliness of the division.

Who dares to go in?

After a while, after Fang Xian demonstrated the new suturing concept several times, he discovered that Professor Zhou and Professor Deng actually reproduced his new suturing concept in a decent way!

And with the crazy cooperation of several other people.

In the stage of muscle reconstruction, the abdominal organs have been gathered together, and they look good!

There is great power in numbers, this is the first time Fang Xian has seen it so closely, and seen this sentence interpreted so perfectly.

"Xiao Fang, go and rest!" Zhou Cheng did the operation again, but found nothing wrong, so he chatted to the other party.

When Fang Xian was about to speak again, there was an old professor beside the stage who had already started wearing sterile surgical gowns and sterile gloves.

Said: "So many senior brothers are here. Once you start, don't be afraid that you won't be able to finish!~"

"Go and rest, your body is the most important thing."

"Remember and forget less, don't let down the teacher's kindness."

Fang Xian nodded after hearing this.

That's right, now that so many big professors, old professors, and even old professor Zhou are here, why do you need to be a lone hero by yourself?

When Fang Xian stepped back from the stage, he staggered a little.

But immediately, a middle-aged man with sharp eyes and quick hands helped Fang Xian.

"Slow down, Master Fang..." he said, and then helped Fang Xian back.

"Teacher, you can't call me that, what do you call me?" Fang Xian immediately replied subconsciously in a blur of consciousness.

Fang Xian was really confused by what he said about Uncle Fang.

"My name is Gui Yilong, Master Fang. You are my grandfather's student. I should call you Uncle..."

Fang Xian: "..."

At this moment, the operator is outside.

Ning Caixia said to everyone: "President Zeng, Professor Deng, Dr. Fang does it quickly. His suturing method can directly sew soft tissues such as muscles, ligaments, or intervertebral discs to the bones."

"So, Dr. Fang just spent one morning building the skeleton..."

Ning Caixia may not feel much about it, but to the ears of the two surgical professors, President Zeng and Professor Deng, these words are simply magical!

Continue to ask: "Without nails and steel plates? How about simple sutures?"

"Doctor Fang said to sew hard!" Ning Caixia from the internal medicine department didn't quite understand either.

Professor Zeng and Chairman Deng: "..."

God TM sewed hard.

Who found this person? Why did you have to find such a person to follow Fang Xian? He doesn’t know anything!
Forget it.

This is so many students of the old professor Gui Yuanping, and there are so many things that the old professor didn't think about. Fang Xian really got it out, and you just sewed it up and dismissed it?
You know, if everyone knew that after Fang Xian dissected the old professor Gui Yuanping, he could still sew it up, instead of using steel plates, screws, iron wires, etc., there would have been dozens of big professors waiting outside the dissecting room. !
Why didn't they wait?
Isn't it because you can't do it?
President Zeng turned to look at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun also shook his head: "President Zeng, don't look at me, I don't know either."

"Who would have thought of that?"

"But if you start, then this matter will definitely continue. Even if it is only one of Professor Qiu or Lao Zhou, he will spare no effort to continue."

"Professor Gui wants to do a project, dissecting close relatives, whether it can make the memory more profound and the skills more familiar. This is Professor Gui's insistence, and he is doing the project with his life."

"However, if you want Old Professor Gui to rest in peace and return his soul to his hometown, this is what Lao Zhou, Professor Qiu, etc. as students, as well as the descendants of Professor Gui, are trying their best to do."

"Even if it interrupts the memorial service."

"Come too!"

Fang Yun was also puzzled. Such statements, formulations, and concepts were unheard of.Sew bones and ligaments together?
If a hole is made and then sutured to form a spliced ​​fixation, it is possible to sew directly with a needle and thread. There is currently no research in this area.

President Zeng pondered again and asked: "Dr. Fang, isn't this suturing technique a popular suturing technique at the moment?"

"Can the reconstruction of the origin and insertion points of muscles also be handled directly with suturing?"

"Can it be used clinically?"

Chairman Zeng grasped the key point of the problem at the first time.

What works on a dead person may not work on a living person.

Fang Yun, as Fang Xian's uncle, may be able to know a little more things——

The fact that Fang Xian was able to develop such a new stitching school proves that Fang Xian's ability is beyond doubt.

There are quite a few professors with level 5 skills who can create genres, but not many can create classic genres in the future.

President Zeng couldn't believe that this matter had nothing to do with Fang Yun.

But in the end, Fang Yun still shook his head.

Just kidding, if he could know this, he could do this.

It can be said that as long as there are people at home and abroad who can do this, then the students of Professor Gui Yuanping can be invited!
One counts as one, as long as they are in the medical field, they can be invited!

Then why not invite it?

Fang Xian was sent out quickly.

It was given by Gui Yilong.

When he went out, he saw Fang Yun waiting at the door, so he said, "Professor Fang, it's been hard work, let's take Dr. Fang to have a rest."

"He's tired."

Fang Xian is more than tired at the moment.

The rabbit's eyes are not as red as his eyes at the moment.

Fang Yun quickly took Fang Xian, nodded, and said, "Okay, I'll take him to rest."

President Zeng and Professor Deng hurriedly said: "Professor Fang, our medical association has a lounge and a place to eat. Let's have some porridge and eat some easy-to-digest food."

"Okay! Thank you." Fang Yun did not refuse.

"I'm going to buy some sets of clothes." Fang Yun nodded, and with his nephew Fang Xian, he silently left the door of the operating room, went straight to the dining room, and then headed to the fourth floor...

Half an hour later, Fang Xian ate, drank water, and took a bath, but he was not so tired.

Rubbing her hair with a towel when she went out: "Uncle Yun, are you here too?"

At this moment, Fang Yun couldn't help but grinned and took a deep breath: "Am I coming too? If I don't come, it will become a joke."

"You are really good enough to stop the memorial service!" Fang Yun's tone was inexplicable.

There was relief, fear, and of course, more shock.

"What did I do?" Fang Xian hesitated.

All this was sudden to him.

Including the fact that old Professor Gui Yuanping chose him and then donated himself for autopsy, all of this was extremely sudden in Fang Xian's field of vision.

"It's okay, what you did was a good thing, and it solved a regret for everyone."

"Professor Gui's subject has been completed, and you can restore him back. This is your skill."

"When they saw the materials you dissected, those senior brothers of yours were both happy and hated."

"I'm glad that you made good use of the teacher's teaching materials. I hate that you were too cruel. Basically, there is no whole body, except that there is no craniotomy."

"but?"

"When I learned that you could piece together Gui Lao's skeleton without relying on other tools, the scene was particularly relaxing."

"I also recorded a video. Do you want to watch it? The scene was quite exciting..." Fang Yun asked.

Over there, they are wearing linen and mourning in front of the tomb.

I thought the old professor Gui Yuanping had become a specimen...

Fang Xian almost gathered the corpses together.

And then they found out.

The painful cries stopped instantly. Professor Gui Yuanping's children, grandchildren and students, one by one, immediately booked air tickets and high-speed rail tickets to set off on the spot.

It was huge, as if a group of old men were going out to beat someone.

In order to make the journey, no one brought their family members with them. They even contacted the airline to charter a passenger plane, temporarily contacted the route, and then flew over...

Fang Xian shook his head.

He is a little sleepy.

Too sleepy to be curious or gossip.

Life-saving is the most important thing, and Fang Xian still feels a little pain in his stomach, which is also the reason why he has not been eating regularly in the past day or two, and he is too rigid.

Fang Xian fell asleep.

Fang Yun left the room, guarded the door, looked out the window, wondering what he was thinking.

……

Time continued to pass slowly.

Until eleven o'clock in the morning of the second day.

This is already the 25th, the last day of the regional competition.

However, all the professors present in the operating room were not interested in going to the stadium to watch the game!

He just accompanied Fang Xian who had woken up and went up to the console again, and accompanied him through the last step.

33:[-]:[-].

This is real time, not surgical procedure time.

After the last stitch, filled by Fang Xian.

The remains of old Professor Gui Yuanping, who were finally taken into custody, reappeared in front of everyone.

It is not lifelike, but it is not much different from before being dissected, and naturally there are certain subtle differences.

but!

To know!
Now the body of Professor Gui Yuanping was dissected like that by Fang Xian.

Then under Fang Xian's leadership, it was erected again from that appearance.

Except for the shaved head and the shaved hair on the private parts, basically no much damage can be seen in other parts.

At least from the outside!
Fang Xian breathed a sigh of relief after doing this!

His voice was slightly hoarse when he spoke, and his tonsils seemed to be so dry that there was soot accumulated there.

"It's finally finished, thank you teachers." Fang Xian's voice was hoarse, with an inexplicable solemnity in his tone.

"Brother!" Zhou Cheng corrected him.

But looking at the age gap between his own other senior brothers and Fang Xian's now, he added: "You should just call me senior brother, and call them teachers."

"Xiao Fang, the teacher finally gave him himself as a textbook to you, and now he wants to invite the teacher back, and you have to bring him back, can you still persist?"

Fang Xian nodded quickly: "Yes, Mr. Zhou."

Fang Xian still couldn't say, "Professor Zhou Cheng, Senior Brother".

But no one paid attention.

"Go home, Master!" Professor Qiu whispered after Zhou Cheng took the initiative to retreat.

Fang Xian pushed the box containing Professor Gui Yuanping's body and started to walk out. The others followed Fang Xian...

It wasn't until he got off the plane in Kyoto that Fang Xian saw someone he was familiar with.

Among them were Professor Yang Lao, Professor Zhu Daotao and others whom Fang Xian was familiar with.

It's just that they all looked at the helicopter with slightly complicated eyes.

In this world, it is estimated that there is no precedent for a deceased who donated his body to be sent back after becoming a general teacher. This is also the first time for them to experience such a scene.

So Fang Xian was watched by scorching eyes, and personally delivered the body of old professor Gui to the son and grandson of old professor Gui, whom he was not particularly familiar with.

The handover ceremony was completed.

Seeing this scene, two of Professor Gui's children and grandchildren, one old and one middle-aged, stepped forward with solemn and solemn expressions and red eyes...

It is the final filial piety of the younger generation to let the old man rest in peace.

It is not easy for elders to disobey their will.

But now, it is finally complete.

"Teacher, it's time for him to die in peace." Old Professor Qiu, who followed him back from Han City, said beside him.

He is much older than Professor Gui Yuanping's son Gui Zhonghua, and many of Professor Qiu's juniors are older than Gui Zhonghua.

When he arrived in Kyoto, Fang Xian didn't have to send him off.

Someone will pick it up.

Watching a group of people silently welcome old Professor Gui to leave.

There was a trace of sadness in Fang Xian's eyes.

After all, the soul must return to the soul, and the soil must return to the soil.

No matter what the twists and turns.

Even this old man, before he dies, no matter how selfless he is, no matter how tall he is, he will go back.

But it lasts forever.

At least, Fang Xian can't forget, and dare not forget.

of course.

Even if the body of old Professor Gui Yuanping comes back, it will be taken away and cremated.

It seems to be a toss, but it is also a custom.

Saying goodbye to the corpse and burying the ashes under the ground is a new custom in the new era.

Of course, it still makes sense.

Fang Xian still saw many old professors who were not Professor Gui's students or relatives, but seemed to be friends, such as old teacher Chen Jiwu from West China Hospital.

When they could see the body coming back, they all touched the coffin box slowly with their hands.

There was also an old man who said, let’s go first, so here we are…

Some people also say, Teacher, there are people in front of you who have fulfilled your filial piety, and you won’t be alone...

In this team, the youngest is Professor Zhou Cheng.

Professor Zhou Cheng is about 50 years old.

Other professors are in their 80s, [-]s, and [-]s.

The graduate tutors may not be much older than the first master's students, and most of them are already on their deathbed, having retired for many years and are getting old.

There are even some professors who left one step earlier than the old professor Gui. For example, the one Fang Xian knew, the third senior brother, left when he was 60 years old.

For example, Senior Brother Fourteen died suddenly at his job when he was 36 years old, becoming the first person in the sect to be absent...

Of course, when Fang Xian followed the crowd, he also saw many familiar people.

For example, Fang Xian saw Senior Brother Bu Su in the crowd and found that Senior Brother Bu Su was looking at him as if he were a ghost, as if he was very puzzled as to how on earth he put together such a pile of things to look like this. .

Then, Fang Xian also saw Zhou Xiyin in the crowd. She glanced at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

She was standing next to Professor Zhou Cheng, looking sideways.

As if there was a lot to say.

Form doesn't really matter that much.

However, form is also essential.

When people are gone, all they can do is form, because emotions are invisible.

But form can serve as the basis of emotion.

Fang Xian also saw that at Gui Lao's memorial service, in addition to relatives, friends, students and juniors, there were also patients and family members traveling thousands of miles to see him off.

Some of them are dressed in luxurious clothes, some are dressed in plain clothes...

Some people sent plaques, while others sent the legacy of deceased patients to express their gratitude.

There were also thick, thank-you letters counting in the thousands, which were put into the fire one by one and turned into ashes.

There are also people who use video to express farewell.

At the other end of the video, some people were burning incense and paper, and some were setting up various traditional farm sacrifices...

……

When Fang Xian came to his senses again, Fang Xian discovered that he had finally managed to piece together the remains of his teacher!
It has been completely turned into a pot of ashes, a black and white photo frame, and the photo on the frame should be Professor Gui Yuanping from at least ten years ago.

Then, Fang Xian followed the crowd and stood in the front row, next to Professor Zhou Cheng.

Even his uncle Fang Yun, Professor Yang and others can only stand in the second echelon, while Zhou Xiyin is in the further back.

"A bow,"

"Two bows..."

Fang Xian's consciousness was a little confused. Anyway, he would do what others did.

However, when he bowed, he had an inexplicable sense of identification. He felt that Professor Gui Yuanping was his teacher and his master.

He admitted his existence and his current identity from the bottom of his heart. This kind of sense of recognition was even more recognized than that of his last cheap master, Lin Hui.

Here, Fang Xian saw Professor Zhu Guangyu, who put away his words and occasionally smiled to himself.

After the ceremony.

The guests dispersed and went back to their homes...

It was also on the way back to Shashi, not Hanshi, that Fang Xian sat side by side with his uncle Fang Yun, and learned that the children of old Professor Gui Yuanping were already in their 60s.

His grandson is also an adult, much older than himself. There was a person who called himself Mr. Fang Xian before, who was the grandson of the old professor Gui Yuanping. Now he works in Shanghai and is not in the medical industry. It seems to be the deputy manager of some company...

While Fang Xian and Fang Yun were talking, Zhou Xiyin came over.

He purposely called out sweetly: "Uncle Fang Yun, Uncle Fang Xian, here are some breads, my mother asked me to give you some."

Zhou Cheng, Zhou Xiyin and Zhou Cheng's wife sat in different carriages from Fang Xian and Fang Yun.

Professor Yang, his wife, and Fang Xian's senior brother Yang Louguan rushed to another place and did not return to Shashi directly.

Fang Xian was a little confused by Zhou Xiyin's words that Master Fang Xian really did it.

but!

Just a little bit.

"Thank you." Fang Xian said.

"Thank you Xiyin." Fang Yun said.

The corners of Zhou Xiyin's mouth twitched a few times, then turned around and walked back to other compartments.

Fang Xian heard this and said, "Uncle Yun, with such a seniority, isn't it a bit confusing?"

"Everyone has his or her own opinion. In the stage of medical study, it is normal for seniority to be mixed up. There are too many people who have jumped from master to master. Do we still have to change our previous teacher's name and call him senior?" Fang Yun didn't care.

Fang Xian nodded.

"It's very good. The basic skills have been learned very solidly. After such an anatomy, you can still recover. There are some things to prove your basic skills."

"And I saw Professor Gui Lao's ashes. There are no screws or anything in it. How did you connect the bony structures?" Fang Yun asked Fang Xian, touching his longer stubble.

Fang Xian didn't hide anything from Fang Yun, so he told everything about his previous encounters, including what happened to Li Qiu.

Fang Yun was a little surprised after hearing this, and then smiled and said, "You can compete with the GDP learning method used by Professor Zhou Cheng back then."

"What do you mean? GDP?" Fang Xian didn't understand.

Fang Yun explained: "This is also your senior. He is currently working in a hospital in Shanghai. I will not tell you his name, but GDP does not mean average gross product."

"It's to get 'batch', literally. Your senior, lust is the biggest driving force."

"However, your senior brother Zhou Cheng didn't use this kind of rhythm and pattern much later!"

"Oh, there is also a Grandpa Liquor Gourd in Shashi. I guess you will have the opportunity to meet him in the future. This person is not good at drinking or drinking, but after drinking, he can study while sleeping, and the speed of learning is beyond ordinary people's imagination. ." Fang Yun told Fang Xian such gossip.

It's just that Fang Xian was shocked when he heard it.

But the last few words, "Senior Brother Zhou Cheng," made Fang Xian unable to recover.

Zhou Cheng, the old professor in the operating room of the Trauma Center of the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University, the person who carried the tripod, became his senior brother just like that?
Fang Yun continued, but changed the topic: "Also, Professor Gui's kindness and teaching kindness must be kept in mind."

"Had such a unique experience."

"No matter how evil you are in the future, it will probably be hard for anyone to talk about you."

"It is estimated that it is difficult to copy, and no one can copy it!"

Fang Yun suddenly gave Fang Xian some advice.

Fang Xian turned to look at Fang Yun, and Fang Yun continued to rub his stubble, not quite understanding what Fang Yun meant.

Fang Yun said with emotion: "You have built up from basic skills step by step now, and the upper limit you can reach in the future is really unimaginable."

"Many old professors have crossed many things in one step, and then lost a lot of things that can never be replaced. In the end, it becomes a regret."

"You won't understand this kind of regret. Don't even try to understand it."

When Fang Xian heard what Fang Yun said, he asked, "Why, Uncle Yun?"

"Because this is a kind of regret! Regrets and shortcomings fueled by plundering seedlings. A building with an unstable foundation will eventually collapse. After all, it can only reach a certain upper limit."

“The more solid the foundation is, the more confident you will be when you stand taller in the future.”

"Study back then was not as systematic as it is now, so at that time, young talents, including outstanding people, were not as comprehensive as today's young people."

Speaking of this, Fang Yun became a little curious: "What happened to your friend Li Qiu?"

"I feel that his plasticity is also good. I will let you, Senior Brother Zhou, think about it carefully when the time comes."

Fang Xian said: "Uncle Yun, Li Qiu is the same as me. They can all be admitted to the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University. No matter how poor their aptitude is, there will always be a stable lower limit."

"He also wanted to go into the trauma center operating room."

Fang Xian beat his old friend again.

There was no way, the idea that Li Qiu accidentally came up with put Fang Xian to great use.

To reciprocate a favor, you should give him something.

"Ding dong!" As Fang Xian spoke, he saw a notification sound coming from his cell phone.

Then I saw a series of huge numbers!

Good guy, it seems to be six figures, right?

Fang Xian quickly brushed it aside and saw the news of the arrival of 15.

This data seems to be wrong!

If it is calculated based on the six quotas and 17 is added, it should be [-].

But after careful consideration, Fang Xian suddenly understood.

Have to pay taxes.

The money from Central China Region and Hubei Province Medical Society was extremely timely.

This was money that Fang Xian had never received before.

Thinking of this, Fang Xian hurriedly asked again: "Uncle Yun, I spent a lot of consumables at the Hubei Medical Association this time, how should I give them the money then?"

Fang Xian is still an honest and honest child.

"Give me whatever you want, and someone will pay the bill. If the Hubei Medical Association is willing to ask for it!"

"However, I guess the Hubei Provincial Medical Association and the Central China Region will not ask for it. What money should be taken and what money should not be taken. As a provincial medical association, it will still have self-knowledge."

"Are you sleepy?" Fang Yun asked when he saw that the bloodshot eyes in Fang Xian's eyes had not completely dissipated.

Fang Xian shook his head, then nodded again: "It's okay!"

"Go back and have a rest. You can continue to work in the operating room tomorrow." Fang Xian grinned and replied.

Fang Xian's reply made Fang Yun slightly stunned.

You know, he is the existence that Zhou Cheng calls King Gang.

"It's not necessary, right? It's about combining work and rest."

Fang Xian interrupted his uncle's speech for the first time, with a solemn expression: "Uncle Yun, I think it is necessary! My ability is still too weak, and I haven't used Teacher Gui's body to the extreme."

"After I completed the autopsy, when I looked back, I didn't even find the cause of Teacher Gui's death!"

"Is it shock? Or other factors, I don't know."

Fang Xian's tone was firm, his eyes were firmly looking into the distance, and he chewed his mouth.

After the autopsy, the cause of death was actually easy to find out.

However, Fang Xian discovered that his diagnostic ability was insufficient and he could not even find the cause of Professor Gui's death. His theory was still too poor and he had to continue working on it.

Diagnosis is the foundation of medicine.

Healing is the art of medicine.

Fang Xian had experienced what would happen if a wrong diagnosis was made in the operating room of the trauma center before. It harmed others, himself, and almost harmed the patient.

Although there was a factor of drinking that time, Fang Xian still felt that it was imminent to improve his diagnostic ability.

Moreover, Fang Xian is about to go to the Trauma Center of No. 1 Civil Hospital in Chang City to work with Uncle Fang Yun. He can't go there and know nothing, right?

Then how should I take over the trauma center and replace Uncle Fang Yun in the future?

Hey, why do I think so?

As Fang Xian thought about it, he suddenly realized that his so-called absolute awe, absolute envy and absolute worship towards Fang Yun seemed to have weakened a lot.

Now, he seems to be replaced by another kind of obsession and confidence.

That is, once you come to this world, you have to leave something more or less, true or false, like old Professor Gui Yuanping...

The road is not dead, the struggle is endless!
"Are you serious?" Fang Yun asked.

Fang Xian nodded.

I can't talk today!

Fang Yun was a little worried about Fang Xian.

Now that I am like this, my wife always feels that I am not at home, and then I will start a family later. If I still have this personality, how can I live a normal life?

However, it is obviously too early to consider such a thing now.

Fang Xian's emotional line is probably the same as his own, and he may not be able to figure it out in a long time, alas...

Arrive at Shashi.

Professor Wang Huan personally drove to pick them up.

Moreover, Fang Xian's cousin, Xiao Xiaoqian, was also in the car.

After Fang Xian and Fang Yun got on the bus, Wang Huan asked, "If the teacher doesn't want to go with us, he must have other arrangements?"

Professor Wang Huan's teacher is Zhou Cheng, but Professor Wang Huan is also the aunt of his uncle Fang Yun, and Fang Xian also knows that Fang Yun and Professor Zhou Cheng are equals.

A little messy.

"No, he has a lot to do."

"The matter about Zhou Xiyin, the matter about the teachers of the students participating in the Central China Region, and the matter about the clinic..." Fang Yun said.

Wang Huan sighed slightly and said, "It's a pity that I can't help the teacher."

Fang Yun looked at Wang Huan, hesitated to speak, then turned to look at Fang Xian, and laughed.

Wang Huan speeded up the car with some irritation.

He knew that Fang Yun was implying that she was not qualified enough, but in front of Fang Xian, she really had nothing to say.

……

Fang Xian was finally able to have dinner with his aunt Professor Wang Huan, uncle Fang Yun and younger brother Fang Qi'an.

at the dinner table.

Fang Qi'an is still very friendly to Fang Xian, always Fang Xian brother, Fang Xian brother keeps barking.

Fang Xian also has a good impression of Fang Qi'an, and encourages him to study hard, never follow himself, but learn more from Uncle Fang Yun, and get into a better university.

The university that Uncle Fang Yun was admitted to was not ordinary, it was Han City University.

For example, Hengnan University, who took the free exam, is more than a level higher!
Fang Yun and Wang Huan were relatively speechless after hearing this.

Wang Huandao: "Have you seen that your brother Fang Xian is so outstanding, but he is still taking the exam, while you, you always just want to have fun, how can you do that?"

Fang Qi'an touched the back of his head in puzzlement, and looked at Wang Huan: "It seems that you don't want me to study hard?"

Fang Xian looked at Fang Qian and then at Wang Huan. Fang Yun even looked at Wang Huan with a slightly subtle look in his eyes.

Fang Xian, Fang Yun, and Fang Qian looked at each other for a few seconds.

Finally, he turned his attention to Wang Huan.

Wang Huan also told Fang Qi'an not to study so hard?

Wang Huan rolled his eyes: "The inheritance of your old Fang family has always been there. It is deeply ingrained and cannot be changed no matter what, right..."

Fang Xian returned home and called his parents.

He talked about his own affairs and also about Fang Yun and Wang Huan.

Fang Xianzai said that after he was finally promoted to a master's degree student from the residential training program, and after he could get a master's degree certificate in the future, the two who were playing the video grinned so hard that they almost beat the gongs and drums.

Two faces squeezed into one video asked: "What is it like to be a master's student?"

"Is our team finally going to produce talents?"

My mother said: "Study hard, read more. But pay attention to your body."

Obviously, the two of them also knew that Fang Xian's academic status was earned through hard work.

"Well, my schedule is much more regular now. What's it like to be a master's student? There are people blocking the front, so I don't know if I can continue to study in the future."

"There are still people chasing behind me. I can squeeze others out, and others can squeeze me out. It's a bit stressful."

"But the feeling is still great!~"

"Dad, Mom, come over anytime and show you my student ID card." Fang Xian announced the good news to his parents.He could only announce the good news in this way, because he was afraid of scaring his parents.

Bit by bit of good news can keep them happy for years, even decades.

I'm afraid it would be frightening to give them all at once.

"Okay, come, definitely come!"

"I'm trying to figure out when the time is right..."

"Should we drive or take a car?" The mother began to calculate the mode of transportation.

"Let's drive. We may have to drive ourselves in Shashi then."

"Didn't you listen to what your son said, now there is a wolf in front of you and a tiger behind you? Does he still have time to play?"

"Xiao Fang, can you spare time to play?" Mother asked.

Lao Fang said: "You already said that Xiao Fang can't play well, and you still ask this. Aren't you deliberately making things difficult for the child?"

"Forget it, I won't go. I won't delay Xiaofang's study and rest."

"..."

The next day!

seven in the morning.

Fang Xian once again arrived at the operating room carrying large and small bags!
He was still talking on the phone: "Okay, okay, then I will send you the address and the postage cost. Please send me your luggage!"

Fang Xian has not forgotten that his luggage was in Han City, and he stayed in the hotel for a few days.

"Okay, thank you. I said I would give you an extra 100 yuan for hard work, but you didn't accept it. I really don't know how to thank you. It's mainly because I have something to do." When Fang Xian called like this, he saw Wang Professor Huan.

He was guarding himself at the door of the suture team's lounge.

Fang Xian burrowed into the incision room, grinned mischievously and said, "Professor Wang, I'm in the incision group today..."

Level 5 has many skills, I’m just so willful!
Wang Huan tilted his head, lifted Fang Xian, who had slipped into the lounge, by his ears, pulled him out symbolically, and brought him into the office...

"Your teacher has an accident." When he entered the office, his aunt, Professor Wang Huan, did not prepare snacks and various drinks for Fang Xian immediately, but warned Fang Xian so solemnly.

Fang Xian was a little confused.

"Didn't my teacher, old Professor Gui Yuanping, just go to his grave?" Fang Xian now regarded himself as a student of old Professor Gui Yuanping.

Fang Xian will never be able to forget the profound memory he brought to him!

After all, it is difficult to find another person who has similar experiences as a frame of reference when he dissects the matter of his own teacher.

"It's not the old professor Gui Yuanping, it's Lin Hui!"

"Lin Hui asked for leave two days ago and ran away. He went to the hospital where Professor Guang Puyuan works..."

Fang Xian's mind was a little down: "Kicking the gym? What do you mean?"

Professor Wang, can we please stop being so outrageous and ridiculous?

Where is the fighting and killing now?
"That is to become the director of the subspecialty team of the trauma center of the hospital where I am, replacing the previous director. Let Professor Guang Puyuan apologize to him in public!~"

"This is 'Kicking Hall'!"

"What if I can't kick it?"

"Then just stay there and treat it as a joke..."

　Soul to soul, earth to earth.

　　Gui Lao's story ends here, but Fang Xian's story is about to begin.

　　This is the end of the first volume. Xiaodao is satisfied with the completeness of the story, but he didn't handle the rhythm of Gui Lao's appearance!

　　After all, not enough pen and ink was spent on him, because all the text of this article is focused on the protagonist, so it is difficult to know other things just through the protagonist's vision, especially in the process of the world turning.

　　Therefore, in the big story in the next volume, the author will definitely avoid this!A little bit more foreshadowing, so that the characters can be shaped in advance, and the core of the follow-up big story is still dog.

　　Gou is the title of this book, it is the soul, and this is why all you book friends came here.

　　Just because Gou doesn't show off or perform, it doesn't mean he won't save people.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)