Chapter 69: East China Sea Second Hospital

"Giving away a house to live in?"

Zhu Zixiao felt a twinge of envy.

Still, it was fine; Fang Zhiyian was his buddy. It was understandable for his buddy to be well-off, and besides, he wasn't that ridiculously rich yet.

Looking over to the side, Xu Qiushuang was still standing there, though who knew what she was waiting for.

Seeing her, Zhu Zixiao's eyes lit up as if an idea had struck him, and his voice rose a notch.

"Heh, Boss Rong, since Lao Fang isn't around, you can go find his mother at his house."

"When it comes to renting a place, if his mother agrees, could he possibly object himself?"

Hearing this, Rong Haiming slapped his thigh.

"Makes sense. Where does his family live? I'll go take a look."

Zhu Zixiao chuckled as he pointed out the direction and watched Rong Haiming leave, before casting a playful sidelong glance at Xu Qiushuang.

"Honestly, complaining that other people don't have a place to live."

"Can a man of his capability be measured by a mere house? Truly blind!"

With that, he turned and ducked back into the office.

Leaving Xu Qiushuang standing there, her face pale with anger.

Apart from her chest heaving as she swallowed her fury, there was nothing else she could do.

Two hours later, Fang Zhiyian arrived at the Second Affiliated Hospital of Donghai Province in an ambulance.

Luo Yun looked around the surroundings with curiosity.

Being a provincial-level hospital and a top-tier Grade-A facility, this place was vastly superior to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Fang Zhiyian quickly got out of the vehicle and hurried into the emergency department.

According to He Dongfang's earlier instructions, he needed to communicate with the emergency doctors at the Second Hospital.

However, large hospital or not, the patients were numerous.

As soon as he stepped through the doors, he could hear cries of agony, though the exact nature of their conditions remained unknown.

Wiping his brow, Fang Zhiyian instinctively adjusted his mask and began speaking with the emergency physician recommended by He Dongfang.

Yet the situation was far from ideal; the Second Hospital was also overwhelmed with patients, and all the dialysis machines were fully booked.

There was simply no turn for the patient he had brought along.

Even if a machine did become available, who knew when that might be.

Furthermore, patients requiring dialysis were virtually all suffering from renal failure.

There was no logical way to persuade the hospital to give up a machine.

At this thought, Fang Zhiyian sighed; he would just have to wait in line for now.

Before that, however, he needed to speak with the patient's family.

Upon hearing the outcome Fang Zhiyian brought back from the hospital, the patient turned ashen, and the family members beside him trembled uncontrollably.

They looked as though they believed the patient was about to drop dead at any moment.

Fang Zhiyian rubbed his nose. Should he go back inside and take another look?

After offering some words of comfort to the patient, he slipped back into the emergency department.

Meanwhile, Luo Yun quietly trailed behind him.

Fang Zhiyian turned his head, caught sight of her, and his face darkened.

Seriously, why was this girl still following him? This was a hospital; what was there to follow around here?

"Miss Luo, why don't you head back to your classes first? Is your school far from here? Should I hail a cab for you?"

"No need, I don't have classes this morning."

Luo Yun shook her head.

As for classes, her roommates could answer the roll call for her.

Only romance mattered above all else!

With that thought, Luo Yun beamed brightly at Fang Zhiyian.

Doctor Fang was truly handsome, especially when he was helping patients. That look of absolute concentration gave her such a strong sense of security.

Just as she was daydreaming, a figure in a white lab coat walked past, then came to a sudden halt, looked him up and down, and asked, "Fang Zhiyian?"

Fang Zhiyian froze, staring back at the person with equal perplexity.

A moment later, an awkward expression crossed his face.

"Zou Sensen?"

"Lao Fang, it really is you! I thought I was seeing things. What are you doing here?" Zou Sensen asked, joyfully punching Fang Zhiyian on the shoulder.

Fang Zhiyian grimaced.

"Damn it, you hit me! That hurt like hell. Why are you so strong?"

Zou Sensen was Fang Zhiyian's college roommate, and the two had been quite close.

Only after graduation, Fang Zhiyian had returned to his hometown, while Zou Sensen, through family arrangements, had secured a position at the Second Hospital.

He was currently still an intern.

"You rascal, you didn't even give me a heads-up when you came here. Not cool. Why are you here anyway? Didn't you go back to your hometown?"

Zou Sensen asked with a smile.

With a helpless sigh, Fang Zhiyian briefly explained his current situation.

Hearing this, Zou Sensen furrowed his brow as well.

"The dialysis machines are indeed in short supply; there's no helping that."

"You'll probably just have to wait."

Fang Zhiyian nodded. "We're waiting."

"By the way, you were rushing around earlier—where were you headed?"

Remembering Zou Sensen's hurried stride earlier, Fang Zhiyian couldn't help asking.

At this, Zou Sensen immediately grew excited.

"Oh man, let me tell you, a huge figure came to our hospital today—Song Suo, the top skeletal reconstruction expert in the country!"

"Hahaha, didn't expect that, did you?"

Zou Sensen patted Fang Zhiyian's shoulder, grabbing his arm as if to drag him along.

"He's giving a surgical demonstration at our hospital today. I'm following Teacher Yang Yu, so I happen to have the chance to observe."

"Come on, you're coming with me."

Fang Zhiyian didn't have as much strength as him and was dragged along.

Yet a strange expression flickered across his face.

Song Suo?

The domestic skeletal reconstruction expert?

Isn't that Song Suo, the junior martial brother of the president of our Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital?

He had just seen the man a few days ago; how had he made it to the Second Hospital so quickly?

Surprised, Fang Zhiyian was about to refuse when he heard Zou Sensen lower his voice.

"Let me tell you, Yan Jing is also in our department. She should be going to observe too, so you'll get a chance to see her."

"Who is Yan Jing?"

Before the words had even faded, Luo Yun, who had been craning her neck nearby, blurted out the question.

The sudden voice startled Zou Sensen.

He glanced at Luo Yun, a flash of astonishment crossing his eyes.

Then he looked at Fang Zhiyian beside her, his eyes suddenly widening.

"?"

"Your buddy's girlfriend?"

"Yup." Luo Yun nodded quickly and continued to ask, "So tell me, who is Yan Jing?"

Zou Sensen drew in a sharp breath. "Yan Jing is a friend of ours—well, my secret crush, right."

"Lao Fang isn't really close to her. I knew her before, but Lao Fang didn't know her."

Fang Zhiyian's face darkened. He glared at Zou Sensen and said, "Alright, Miss Luo, I think you really ought to head back to school."

"No way, I'm sticking with you. You're leaving soon anyway, I'll go back to school after you leave. It won't be long anyway."

Resigning himself with a hint of helplessness, Fang Zhiyian followed Zou Sensen toward the operating theater.

A short while later, Zou Sensen led him to a corner of an operating room.

Surgery was underway inside, and the surgeon operating at the table was none other than Song Suo.

Several doctors from the Second Hospital stood nearby assisting.

Additionally, a group of resident physicians and even some regular associate chief physicians were gathered outside, peering through the glass to study Song Suo's techniques.

As Zou Sensen and Fang Zhiyian squeezed in, a few gazes snapped toward them.

"Why are you so late? Who is this?"

A voice rang out.

Fang Zhiyian glanced over, frowning slightly.

The person speaking was another classmate of his named Feng Lang, with whom he didn't get along very well.

And right next to Feng Lang stood Yan Jing.