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Chapter 242: Escape from Control (Please subscribe)

The time is very close to the end of the year.

Therefore, Fang Xian was not able to perform any great summoning spell this time. Instead, Fang Xian was summoned back to Chang City in advance by the New Year's great summoning spell.

No matter what, Fang Xian was a doctor who provided support and assistance, so he left Cixian some time in advance without any problems.

So, on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, Fang Xian drove Zhou Xiyin to Changshi Railway Station. Zhou Xiyin then took the high-speed train back to Shashi from Changshi Railway Station to celebrate the New Year.

When they left, Zhou Xiyin said: "Brother Fang, when my dad and I were on the phone yesterday, I told him about the fracture reduction surgery. He was really happy. But now Professor Zhou is not in Hunan Province, but going abroad. Attended an academic conference.”

"So he can only come and take a good look at your manual reduction technique after a few years. If Professor Zhou can certify it for you, your topic related to manual reduction surgery will be advanced very quickly."

"As long as we can successfully make this step, we can do more things in the future."

"Thank you. You should have a good rest after you go back. You have been busy recently. It must be quite tiring to collect so much information, right?" Fang Xian asked while pushing Zhou Xiyin's box and completing the handover with her at this moment.

"It's okay. Isn't the data collection of the project always so complicated?" Zhou Xiyin didn't care. She seemed to have experienced the hardship of writing articles, so she felt it was okay.

Fang Xian didn't say anything more, but said goodbye to Zhou Xiyin in advance.

When I got home again, my parents had already prepared the meal.

Only Fang Xian was seen coming back, and Chen Hui complained that Fang Xian was too ignorant. The junior sister had already been to Chang City and didn't know how to bring others over for dinner.

Of course Fang Xian understood what his mother Chen Hui meant, so he said, "Mom, don't think too much."

"Zhou Xiyin is Professor Zhou's daughter. Professor Zhou's wish for his daughter is that it is best to be a prodigal daughter and live a wealthy life."

"It's not something that a family like ours can covet. It would be quite uncomfortable if we don't barge in on the other side. I think my Uncle Yun would be pretty good like this, looking for an ordinary girl." Fang Xian shook his head. Shake his head.

At this moment, Fang Qian came out with his rice bowl. Listening to Fang Xian's answer, he nodded heavily: "Xianzi's words make sense. They are well-matched and will never go out of style."

"When you live like this, you will be strong-willed and confident. You will not be weak-minded."

"Once a person's bones become weak, his life will be ruined."

"Don't worry so much." Fang Qian saw things clearly, and maybe he was also a man. He knew that Fang Xian's decision and thinking were absolutely sober in the world.

Chen Hui stopped talking.

Uncle Fang Yun is as wealthy as the heavens in the Fang family. I heard that Professor Zhou is even richer than Fang Yun, but that is indeed not something that ordinary people can covet.

"What are you doing in the county now, providing counterpart support, or is your job settled there?" Chen Hui changed the topic.

If Fang Xian goes to work at Ci County People's Hospital, then she won't do it. The level of this county hospital is too low.

Where did Fang Xian need to endure so much hardship before?

"Counterpart support, I'll go back in a few months. Mom, why do you still have so much face?"

"Oh, if I could get a job at the county hospital, would you still feel embarrassed?" Fang Xian started picking up vegetables and gave Chen Hui a full bowl.

"I don't feel embarrassed here. I'm unwilling to do it for you. How much hardship did you endure when you were studying?" Chen Hui didn't have much appetite.

"Who doesn't study hard? Don't think that I am in the county hospital now. This is necessary for my promotion. I still squeezed the position of one of the big brothers in our hospital."

"During the Chinese New Year, help me make more bacon. I will go back to give gifts to people after the New Year."

"Otherwise, according to the normal process, it will not be my turn to be promoted now."

"By the way, Mom, I'll save some money for you." After Fang Xian said this, he took out a card from his wallet with a smile.

"You save money, what do you save? How much is it? Do you keep it for yourself?" Fang Gan put down his chopsticks and said he didn't want them, but still felt the thickness and asked.

"There is 100 million in it, and the password is my birthday. The main reason is to trouble you and my mother. Go to Shashi to help me look at an apartment, pay a down payment, and then I will pay off the loan myself. I have no time at all now."

Fang Xian now has more than 120 million in savings. Of course, he still has to keep 20 for emergencies.

100 million, if you pay a down payment in Shashi, it should be enough, and the down payment ratio is not low.When the time comes to repay the loan, the monthly money will not be much.

"Where did you get so much money? You don't know how." Fang Gan quickly threw away the card.

As a person with an annual salary of less than [-] yuan, he seemed to feel a little hot holding this card.

"The hospital gives you talent introduction fees, as well as technical rewards and article rewards. They are all serious bonuses. I have paid a lot of taxes."

"Everything is clean. Is there anything wrong with it?" Fang Xian explained with a smile.

The policies of the Medical Association are good, and the policies of the hospital are good, but Fang Xian is currently unable to use all his power. Otherwise, just based on the benefits he brings to patients and society through functional reconstruction, Fang Xian has an annual salary of one million. I don't think this is an exaggeration.

It's a pity that the current professional title is still too low, and there is no need for Fang Xian to do his best to serve the society.

"Really?" Chen Hui took the card and glanced at Fang Gan, as if to say, please be careful and respectful.

Money is not a good thing, but it is definitely not a bad thing.

Fang Xian said: "Really, you can call Uncle Yun and ask, and I can also show you the tax payment records."

"But there won't be so much in the future. We still have to work hard, as long as we don't starve to death." Fang Xian began to eat happily.

Chen Hui heard this and quickly asked: "How much does this 100 million compare to Professor Zhou's family?"

It was obvious that Chen Hui was interested in Zhou Xiyin and asked this question without giving up.

"Other people may have more pocket money than this." Fang Xian did not look up.

"Pocket money, pocket money..."

"Alas." Chen Hui sighed heavily.

……

When I was young, I thought the Chinese New Year was the happiest day, but as I grew up, the Chinese New Year became more and more boring.

Fang Xian does have a lot of friends in Chang City, but at his age, most of them are already married and have children, so apart from the occasional gathering, there are no other activities.

Li Qiu, on the other hand, was also from Changshi, but from the countryside of Changshi. He took advantage of the Chinese New Year to visit Changshi.

Fang Xian took him fishing on the riverside in Changshi for a day.

When asked what Li Qiu is doing now, Li Qiu's life is quite comfortable now. He is preparing for next year's graduate skills competition and preparing for the Level 1 specialist certification in trauma surgery.

Li Qiu was particularly aggrieved at this moment: "You are an egg, damn, after you, the level 1 trauma surgery physician certification requires level 1 skills. Let me tell you, there are many people who hate you. "

"I never dared to say that I knew you in the hospital." "It's none of my business. What do the rules set by the Medical Association have to do with me?" Fang Xian rolled his eyes.

As soon as I mentioned the fishing rod, the fish had already bitten away the bait.

Fang Xian rubbed another handful of bait.

Winter fishing is inherently a kind of fun, not just for catching fish.

"Oh!~"

"That's true, but now it's getting more and more difficult to climb the ladder to heaven."

"We still have to find a way to become a master's student and try to get rid of a good brother in orthopedics from his master's degree next year." Li Qiu sighed and said rather cruel words.

"come on!"

"Oh, by the way, Li Qiu, if you go back to the trauma surgery department now, no one will complain about you, right?" Fang Xian turned around with an apology on his face.

Originally, he planned to let Li Qiu follow him, lead him to do some surgeries, and complete a teaching plan at the same time. But now, he got off to a bad start and was reported online, forcing Fang Xian to go to the countryside early.

"Who dares?"

"I'm just kidding. I hate you Fang Xian. Gui hates you Fang Xian. This is trauma surgery. Who can deny you Fang Xian face?" Li Qiu said the situation objectively.

"Not to mention, Associate Professor Song Yu has a very good relationship with you. As for Associate Professor Lin Hui, who is currently the director of the trauma center, who dares to have feelings for me just because we are close to you?" Li Qiu said quite arrogantly. .

Yes, hate returns hate.

But as a fellow trauma surgeon, who wouldn't respect Fang Xian's current comprehensive strength?

Not to mention the professional operation, the resume of the subject is even richer, and now it is about to create a groundbreaking discipline. This kind of background is basically envied by others, but it is something that can only be desired.

Because Li Qiu and Fang Xian are good friends, he is particularly targeting Li Qiu. Then you are thinking that if Fang Xian becomes the director or chief director of orthopedics, will you still want to hang out?

A person lasts a lifetime, not just a few days or a few years.

No one is a fool.

"That's good. You can take two pieces of bacon back later and give them to your uncle and aunt to taste. It's also a little bit of my parents' wishes." Fang Xian said to Li Qiu enthusiastically.

"That's a good feeling. Thank you, Brother Xian. I won't be polite."

"I didn't want to bring anything with me when I came back. When I come over to pay New Year's greetings later in the year, I will pack a big jar of spicy beef for my uncle and aunt."

"With rice and noodles, the taste is amazing." Li Qiu is from Chang City, which is close to Jin City. Jin City's spicy beef noodles are very famous. Although Li Qiu doesn't open a noodle restaurant at home, making such spicy beef is the best. Relatively proficient.

……

After seeing Li Qiu off in his car and leaving the community, Fang Xian didn't go too far to see him off.

The New Year's Eve is like a dream. Although he did not go back to his hometown to celebrate the New Year, Fang Xian went to Shashi, mainly to give gifts to a few people.

One is Uncle Fang Yunyun. Needless to say, if my family can leave their hometown, Fang Yun's kindness will never be forgotten.

The other one is the teacher Lin Hui. Lin Hui took him into the trauma center so that he could get a lot of skill points.

The third one is Associate Professor Song Yu.

Three gifts and three meals are not a huge loss.

In this process, Fang Xian did not make any extra troubles and visit other people. After having a private meal with Li Qiu and Long Yanzhuo, Fang Xian drove again, directly from Shashi, killing Returned to Ci County.

However, this time, there were three people sitting in Fang Xian's car.

One is Professor Zhou Cheng, the other is his uncle Fang Yun, and the other is Zhou Xiyin.

"Xiao Fang, drive slowly. I drank a little too much yesterday." Zhou Cheng said.

"Okay, Professor Zhou." Fang Xian did not call Zhou Cheng, Senior Brother Zhou, but simply replaced him with Professor Zhou.

Fang Yun asked: "Did you drink too much with Teacher Cai yesterday?"

"Yeah, and Teacher Luo, don't tell me, Teacher Luo's drinking capacity has improved a lot now." Zhou Cheng told stories from his circle, and Fang Xian found it difficult to understand.

But then, his uncle Fang Yun asked: "Professor Zhou, wouldn't you be angry if Fang Xian overridden the level you defined in the manual repositioning technique you started?"

"If we have anything to say, let's speak frankly. Anyway, this hasn't been broken yet."

"Why don't you name me and let you score twice?"

Zhou Cheng directly kicked Fang Yun: "You have been serious all your life, but you have to drive in front of your niece, right?"

Only then did Fang Yun remember, oh, there was Zhou Xiyin in the co-pilot, but Zhou Xiyin was paddling the tablet at the moment.

Fang Xian didn't dare to interrupt at all.

"The manual reduction technique that can cover the fracture proves that Xiao Fang's talent is really amazing."

"Of course, this time, Yang Yifeng's suggestion seems to be right again."

"Really perfect skills should not be fixed realms and standards, but a staged process. If you enter on a platform, you will only constrain yourself to death."

After Zhou Cheng said this, he said to Fang Xian: "Xiao Fang, I have a tender document from many years ago and a project planning form. You can record the corresponding data one by one according to the content on it. "

"Then we can quickly finish the questions and hand them over to the Medical Association."

"I have wanted to give these things away for a long time, but no one gave me a chance to give them away. I gave Zhou Xiyin a copy of these tender documents and forms."

"Xiyin, just follow your senior brother Fang and perfect this topic."

"The last damage topic was led by Professor Xu Fengnian from West China Hospital. It's not easy for him to guide you. Now, one more name or one less name will have little impact on him, but it won't help you much. Small." Zhou Cheng said with a smile.

When Fang Xian heard this, he asked: "Professor Zhou, does it really not violate the principles to perform manual reduction treatment on fractures that are not currently certified as indications for manual reduction by the Medical Association?"

Zhou Cheng waved his hand and said: "The lowest level of logic is that manual reduction is the basic skill of orthopedics. Since it is the basic skill of orthopedics, it will be fine if you are the attending surgeon."

"The current medical association is no longer what it was many years ago."

"These people insist on following the script to the extreme. They are not reasonable at all, and there is nothing I can do about it." Zhou Chang sighed longly.

Twenty years have passed since he proposed the concept of a medical association, and he cannot control the current changes.

(End of this chapter)