Chapter 68: Gifting a House to Live In

"A transfer?"

Fang Ziyan looked somewhat surprised.

He carefully scrutinized the patient in front of him, his brow slightly furrowed.

The patient was suffering from generalized edema and cyanotic lips, and was struggling to breathe.

Beside him, the drainage bag contained more than ten liters of dark urine.

This was the output drained since the nurse emptied the bag early this morning.

Still, a condition like acute renal failure was indeed quite troublesome to handle.

Back in his own era, the treatment was actually quite simple and not overly complex.

However, placed in the current era—

"Ahem!"

Fang Ziyan gave a light cough, and after thinking it over carefully, it seemed that it was actually quite easy to treat.

"Director He, I beg you, please save my husband."

The patient's family member beside him was crying uncontrollably.

After all, with the patient in this state, it looked as though he could die at any moment.

At a time like this, it seemed one could only pray to the heavens.

He Dongfang sighed and slowly began, "For acute renal failure, treatment requires a dialysis machine."

"However, the queue for the dialysis machine is already booked through the week after next. Getting your turn will be very difficult."

Of course, what He Dongfang was referring to was not the dialysis machine at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, but the one at the People's Hospital.

Yet, whichever hospital it was, the outcome for the patient was currently the same; it seemed they could only wait for death.

Seeing the patient's family member about to drop to her knees, He Dongfang quickly reached out to support her.

"Don't panic just yet, listen to me finish first."

He Dongfang pulled her up while explaining, "You see, I have some connections over at the Second Donghai Hospital. I'll arrange an ambulance to send the patient there."

"Over at that hospital, there should be a chance to treat the patient."

"After all, they have slightly more dialysis machines over there, so the probability is a bit higher."

He Dongfang did not dare to speak with absolute certainty.

While it was true they had more dialysis machines, they also had far more patients.

If luck was bad, the queue for a dialysis machine at the Second Donghai Hospital might stretch into next month.

Naturally, such matters could not be predicted.

For now, he could only try to give the patient hope rather than just letting him wait to die.

With that, He Dongfang turned his head to look at Fang Ziyan standing nearby.

"You go along with the transfer and escort the patient to the Second Donghai Hospital."

"Weren't you a graduate of the Second Donghai Medical University? You should know quite a few doctors at the Second Donghai Hospital, right?"

"I'll introduce someone to you then, and you can go straight to him."

The corner of Fang Ziyan's mouth twitched, and a sudden sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

He was being asked to go to the Second Donghai Provincial Hospital?

It seemed that many of his former classmates were interning over there.

Furthermore, quite a few of his teachers worked as doctors at the Second Donghai Hospital.

If he went over there, wouldn't he—?

Fang Ziyan was somewhat dumbfounded.

Yet, since He Dongfang had given the order, he did not dare to disobey.

Moreover, with the patient staring pleadingly at him at this moment, he could only sigh.

"Alright, then I'll go."

"Hahaha." He Dongfang laughed, reaching out to pat Fang Ziyan on the shoulder.

"You shouldn't feel any pressure. With a student as exceptional as you returning to the Second Donghai Hospital, I'm sure many people will come over to greet you."

"When that happens, you can put in a good word and promote our Jiangan City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, hahaha."

He Dongfang joked half-heartedly.

Fang Ziyan, however, could not manage a smile at all.

When he was studying at the Second Donghai Medical University, his grades were genuinely mediocre.

Forget it, he would just take it one step at a time.

If he happened to run into old classmates or the like, he had no idea how he would even greet them.

Thinking of this, Fang Ziyan took the initiative to say, "I'll go handle the discharge procedures for the patient first, and then process the transfer."

"Alright, go ahead, and be safe on the road."

He Dongfang smiled and then turned to leave.

Fang Ziyan quickly made a trip through the hospital and then escorted the patient onto the ambulance.

Before leaving, he still managed to meet with Luo Yun.

Upon being told by Luo Yun that he was heading to Donghai Province, her eyes widened in shock.

Two hundred kilometers away—she had just returned from there late last night, and now Fang Ziyan had to go back?

Wasn't this simply fate playing tricks on people?

"Why don't you come along in the ambulance?"

Fang Ziyan asked tentatively.

Luo Yun furrowed her brow.

Should she go, or should she not?

She had just confessed her feelings, and this Dr. Fang hadn't even accepted her yet.

If she left now, would it be too much, too soon?

She instinctively shook her head, preparing to refuse.

However, Fang Ziyan added, "With this transfer, I might not make it back tonight. I might have to stay in Donghai Province for a few days."

"There's no point in you staying here."

Hearing these words, Luo Yun finally came to her senses.

"Then I'm going with you."

For ordinary people to hitch a ride in an ambulance was strictly out of the question, as rules had to be followed.

Luo Yun was different, though; her father *was* the rules, so hitching a ride was entirely permissible.

The group boarded the vehicle, and the ambulance wailed as it sped directly toward Donghai Province.

Meanwhile, outside the entrance of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, another extremely luxurious Mercedes-Benz S-Class pulled to a stop.

The person inside was Rong Haiming, who rubbed his hands cheerfully while carrying several boxes of nutritional supplements into the hospital.

His son was still hospitalized, and these supplements were brought specifically for him.

However, he did not head straight to his son's ward.

Instead, he made a turn and entered the emergency department.

"Where is Dr. Fang? Is Dr. Fang around?"

As soon as he stepped inside, he called out in a voice so loud that many people turned to look.

Among them was Xu Qiushuang, who had been lingering near the entrance in hopes of catching a glimpse of Fang Ziyan.

"Is another patient looking for Fang Ziyan?"

The longer Xu Qiushuang watched, the more regretful she felt.

Fang Ziyan was by no means the useless intern her grandparents had described.

Having stood here for such a long time, she noticed Fang Ziyan acted almost like the head of the emergency department; whoever came in had to greet him with respect.

Was she truly blind? How could she have gotten into such a bitter dispute with Fang Ziyan?

As she pondered, Zhu Xiaoxiao poked his head out from a ward in the distance.

Seeing that the visitor was Rong Haiming, he hurriedly ran out.

"Boss Rong, what brings you here?"

Rong Xin was not in the emergency ward, but rather in the orthopedic ward.

Therefore, Rong Haiming's presence here was definitely not for his son; nine times out of ten, it was for Fang Ziyan.

As one of Fang Ziyan's best colleagues, Zhu Xiaoxiao very naturally stepped up to greet Rong Haiming.

"Are you looking for Old Fang? What a pity, he just escorted a transferred patient and went to Donghai Province."

"What?"

Rong Haiming paused in his tracks, a look of dismay crossing his face.

"Why did he leave so early? I figured he wouldn't have started his shift yet, so I specifically woke up early to come here."

"Agh, don't even mention it."

"Old Fang was here the entire night yesterday. Hearing that the Qinglong Gang and the Dadao Syndicate got into a brawl yesterday, Old Fang somehow got wind of it and came to the department early to warn us to be careful."

"Oh?"

A sharp glint flashed in Rong Haiming's eyes, and he nodded slightly.

"So that's how it was."

"What did you need Old Fang for, Boss Rong?"

Zhu Xiaoxiao could not help asking.

As the words fell, Rong Haiming sighed.

"Didn't I hear previously that Dr. Fang and his mother were renting a place to live?"

"I figured that place wasn't good—it's an urban village with poor conditions."

"Then I saw an apartment near the hospital, so I bought it, intending to gift it to Dr. Fang."

Zhu Xiaoxiao blinked, staring at Rong Haiming in utter astonishment.

"Of course, I knew Dr. Fang definitely wouldn't accept it, so my plan was to pretend to collect a few months' rent from him first, and then stop collecting it. That way, it would all happen quite naturally."

When he finished speaking, Xu Qiushuang nearby was left completely dumbfounded.

Fang Ziyan didn't have a house?

That wasn't it at all—people were literally lining up to force a house upon him.