After having lunch at the central hospital, Fang Le returned to his residence.
This time I came to Jiangzhong, originally to accompany my wife, but the priorities have been reversed.
On the way back, Professor Fang secretly swore in his heart that he would not go anywhere these days, but would focus on spending time with his wife, cooking several nutritious meals for her, and raising a baby well.
Just as he walked in, Fang Le's phone rang.
The call was from Shen Anrong. Shen Anrong knew that Fang Le was going to the central hospital for a follow-up visit today. He first asked about the patient's condition, and then asked: "Do you have time in the evening? Let's have a meal together. I just met Zeng Tiecheng, I heard that Professor Fang became Mr. Wang’s apprentice?”
"yes."
Fang Le smiled and said: "It's all because of Mr. Wang's love."
To be honest, when Shen Anrong mentioned Zeng Tiecheng, Fang Le didn't think much about it.
In Shen Anrong's view, since Fang Le is a disciple of Wang Gexin, he must know Zeng Tiecheng. Wang Gexin does not have many disciples. There are only five or six people who are really beginners. Among these five or six people, only two or three are more famous. individuals, and Zeng Tiecheng is one of them.
After all, Fang Le is also a disciple of Sun Qingping. His level of Chinese medicine is not low. He is quite good in prescriptions, bone setting, and acupuncture. How can you not know this?
But what Shen Anrong didn't know was that Fang Le really didn't know this. He just thought that Shen Anrong really only heard about his apprenticeship from Zeng Tiecheng.
"Ha ha."
Shen Anrong laughed heartily: "I'll see you that evening, you brothers will also get to know each other."
"Fellow?"
Fang Le was obviously stunned for a moment, but luckily he didn't ask.
Zeng Tiecheng was also a disciple of Wang Gexin?
After a long time of commotion, Jiang Zhongyuan also had a senior brother of his.
"You can't eat at home in the afternoon?"
Zhang Xiyue came over and asked.
Fang Le came back after having lunch at the Central Hospital, and it was already a little late when he had lunch, and it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.
Zhang Xiyue also planned to ask what to eat in the afternoon.
"I'm going out again."
Fang Le nodded bitterly, not to mention Shen Anrong's invitation, Fang Le must give this face, there is also a senior brother, he must see him even if he doesn't see him.
In the Xinglin circle, the relationship between seniors and brothers is a very close and solid relationship. To a certain extent, this relationship is even stronger than that of biological brothers.
"You're so busy!"
Zhang Xiyue was speechless.
Fang Le said that he came to Jiangzhong to see her and was outside almost all the time. He went to Fengzhou for several days on the day he arrived, and spent the whole day in the hospital after he came back.
"Sometimes being busy is a blessing."
Fang Le said with a smile: "The most uncomfortable thing for people is actually being unable to use their strength, being ignored, and not knowing what to do even if they want to be busy."
"You are the most reasonable person."
Zhang Xiyue glared at Fang Le angrily.
Fang Le was not like this before. Since he fell seriously ill last year, he has been glib and has come out with all kinds of truths, and no matter what he says, he still seems to be reasonable.
"People who are too good are troubled like this."
Fang Le said quietly: "Sometimes I worry that someone as outstanding as me will become a public enemy in the world. What should I do if everyone is jealous of me?"
Zhang Xiyue burst out laughing: "Stop talking, my stomach hurts from laughing."
This trick was the most effective. Professor Fang immediately stopped complaining and hurriedly helped Zhang Xiyue sit down on the sofa with concern.
"What do you think our son will be called in the future?"
Zhang Xiyue leaned on Fang Le, hugged Fang Le's arm, and asked sweetly.
"It's still early. Besides, she's my daughter."
Fang Le immediately corrected it.
"Then choose a boy's name and a girl's name."
Zhang Xiyue is quite yearning for this. This is the fruit of her and Fang Le's love.
"It won't be too late in a few months."
Fang Le picked up the tea cup in front of him and said while drinking tea: "Think about it slowly."
"Fang Le, what do you think if it's a boy, call him Fang Haoyang?"
Zhang Xiyue looked at Fang Le and asked.
"puff!"
Fang Le spit out every sip of tea he just drank.
"Fang Haoyang?"
This name.......
For a moment, Fang Le felt a little helpless to complain. This name was related to their Fang family.
It is said that when Fang Le and her sister Fang Lening were born, well, they were twins.
At that time, the name Fang Haoyang was put on the agenda. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiyue would mention this name again now that her child was being named.
For a moment, Fang Le felt a little sympathetic to Mr. Fang Brown Bear, Director Fang.
Fang Haoyang was the director of the emergency department of Jiangzhong Hospital when Fang Le's father, Fang Han, was an intern at the hospital. It almost became his name. Now, is it going to be his son's name?
Bah, it’s my daughter!
Fang Le immediately shook off the thoughts in his mind.
Although it was still in the early stages of pregnancy, Fang Le's level could still tell that Zhang Xiyue was definitely not pregnant with twins, so what kind of son did she want?
Zhang Xiyue looked at Fang Le with a puzzled face: "Is there anything wrong with this name?"
"Fang Haoyang, it's very good!"
Zhang Xiyue said: "I have even checked the dictionary these days."
"Is this what you've been thinking about these past two days?"
Fang Le smiled and said: "Then you came up with such a name?"
"Ah, it's pretty good."
Zhang Xiyue shook Fang Le's arm, what do you mean?
"No, it's really good."
Fang Le nodded. He almost called him Fang Haoyang. He was really joking. But in this time and space, if his son really wants to be named Fang Haoyang, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.
Fortunately, Zhang Xiyue didn’t name her Fang Han!
Bah, what kind of son, it must be a daughter. How can the daughter be called Fang Haoyang?
"??"
Zhang Xiyue looked at Fang Le in confusion.
He always felt that this name had some story to Fang Le, but she couldn't figure it out after much thought. It was a pretty good name.
"Then spare?"
Zhang Xiyue said: "Choose another girl's name."
"Okay, I'm good at this."
Fang Le immediately nodded and named his daughter. It must be him. If anything...
If it is really a son, just call him Fang Haoyang. There is nothing wrong with that.
As for my son, it doesn’t matter what I call him.
"Little junior brother!"
Seeing Fang Le, Zeng Tiecheng smiled and stretched out his hand, looking at Fang Le.
This was the first time Zeng Tiecheng and Fang Le met, but it was not the first time Zeng Tiecheng heard about Fang Le.
Fang Le came to Jiangzhong once before the liver transplant operation, and he passed by Zeng Tiecheng that time. Fang Le happened to leave when Shen Anrong and Zeng Tiecheng went there.
Zeng Tiecheng is fifty-one years old. He is tall and has very big hands. His fingers are slender and his hands are very strong. He is worthy of being a master of bone setting.
"Junior brother, your hands are very strong."
Letting go of his hand, Zeng Tiecheng shook his hand and said with a smile.
When they shook hands just now, Zeng Tiecheng deliberately tested Fang Le's hand strength.
A master of bone setting must have sufficient strength in his hands, especially his fingers. In many cases, when the bone is being reset, the force exerted by the fingers is critical.
Zeng Tiecheng's own strength is not small, and after being a doctor for so many years, his fingers are very strong. Unexpectedly, when he shook Fang Le's hand, Fang Le shook his hand and it hurt.
"Senior Brother Zeng, please take a look."
Fang Le stretched out his hand for Zeng Tiecheng to see.
Fang Le's hands were also not small, with slender fingers and not even many calluses. However, Zeng Tiecheng was not an ordinary person. He looked at it carefully for a while and asked uncertainly: "Junior brother, have you ever practiced martial arts?"
After being reborn, Fang Le practiced martial arts for a short period of time, only one year, but because of his previous foundation, it was relatively easy to polish it.
Real martial arts is not just a show, it looks good, but if you punch it out, it won’t hurt others, but it will definitely not work if your own hand hurts.
After polishing for a year, Fang Le's hands still look a little different.
Ordinary people can't see this difference, but Zeng Tiecheng is a master of bone injuries, so he can naturally see it.
"Have practiced a little bit."
Fang Le said with a smile.
"No wonder."
Zeng Tiecheng smiled and said to Shen Anrong: "I'm quite stinky today!"
"My brothers and sisters, no one laughs at me."
Shen Anrong laughed.
While talking and laughing, Shen Anrong asked Fang Le and Zeng Tiecheng to sit down.
There was no one else this afternoon, only Fang Le, Zeng Tiecheng, and Shen Anrong had nothing to do. The main thing was for the senior brothers to meet, chat, talk, and establish friendships.
Any hospital would be happy to make friends with a doctor with such a great reputation like Fang Le, and the same goes for Jiang Zhong Hospital. As the president of Jiang Zhong Hospital, Shen Anrong is not exempt from this custom.
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Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou Medical University.
An Xiaobo was getting ready to get off work when the deputy director walked in.
"Director An, Pang Jianye from Wuzhou Provincial People's Hospital is doing laparoscopic surgery at the Central Hospital today."
"Pang Jianye?"
An Xiaobo asked unexpectedly: "When did you come?"
"I heard it arrived yesterday."
The deputy director said: "Not only was Pang Jianye at the Central Hospital yesterday, but Professor Fang was also there. At that time, the Central Hospital sent three critically ill patients, all with ruptured liver and spleen. If Professor Fang and Pang Jianye hadn't been there, Even the other side might not be able to handle it."
It's also a title. When the deputy director refers to Fang Le, he subconsciously refers to Professor Fang. When he refers to Pang Jianye, he calls him by his first name. This is a sign of status.
"Did Professor Fang go to the central hospital?"
An Xiaobo asked: "Are they planning to do a liver transplant over there?"
"That's not clear."
The deputy director said: "Professor Fang also came over today and performed an operation. Wang Zhuqiang from the emergency department over there injured his finger."
"hiss!"
An Xiaobo took a breath and frowned.
An Xiaobo didn't care whether Wang Zhuqiang injured his finger or not, and we didn't know each other well.
Now An Xiaobo is more concerned about what Professor Fang’s frequent appearances at the Central Hospital mean?
Now Jiangzhou Provincial People's Hospital, Jiangzhou Medical University Affiliated Hospital, Central Hospital and other hospitals are planning to perform the first liver transplant in the province.
Although the country's first living donor liver transplant was performed at Jiangzhou Provincial People's Hospital, it was not an independent operation performed by Jiangzhou Provincial People's Hospital, and it cannot be considered the first in Jiangzhou Province.
The first case in the country cannot be won, but the first case in the province still has to be won. In this way, wherever Fang Le appears, it will attract the attention of the hospital's competitors.