At the same time.
Fang Yu was unaware that his actions had triggered such a massive stir among various circles.
He knew that this incident would definitely catch the attention of the Yanjing Martial Arts Families, which was precisely what he wanted.
As long as they dare to come, he would wipe them all out.
That morning, just as Fang Yu arrived at the hospital, he received a call from Fan Tong.
"Brother Yu! Is it really you? The rumors are rampant on the streets, is it really you?" Fan Tong yelled, almost tearing up.
"It’s me, what’s the matter?"
"Brother Yu, you’re so badass, just like eight years ago! Everyone is saying you’re a Martial Arts Fifth Layer master, is that true or false?"
Fang Yu was taken aback and retorted, "Damn, am I not even a Fifth Layer master in your eyes?"
Hearing this, Fan Tong was so excited he almost threw his phone away.
"Nani, it’s actually true! My brother is a Martial Arts Fifth Layer martial artist! Haha... From now on, I’ll see who dares to mess with me, whoever messes with me, I’ll beat them up. And those snobbish beauties, they all have to fawn over me... From this day forward, I’m going to strut down the streets!"
Fang Yu was sweating bullets and said, "Is that all the ambition you got?"
"It’s not just that... I also want to..."
"Stop, stop!" Fang Yu immediately interjected, "Keep blabbering and if you get beaten to death on the streets, I won’t care about you!"
"Brother Yu, I was wrong!"
Fan Tong wailed in despair.
"Brother Yu, when will you come to my bar for a couple of drinks? It would make me so happy."
Hearing this, Fang Yu didn’t agree immediately but instead said,
"Not now, wait until I’m done with this busy period, and then you can accompany me to the cemetery."
Fan Tong paused, then turned serious.
After a long while,
Fan Tong nodded heavily, "Hmm."
He knew all too well what that cemetery represented!
...
After hanging up the phone, Fang Yu went to the duty room.
He had just sat down when Xu Zhaopei came over with a plate of fruit, smiling. She placed the fruit on the table and said, "Thank you for helping me out with such a big problem."
Seeing the fruit, Fang Yu responded with a roll of his eyes,
"Come on, I help you with such a big favor, and it’s only worth a plate of fruit?"
"How would you like to be repaid?" Xu Zhaopei asked, frowning.
"Let me give you a kiss."
Fang Yu eyed Xu Zhaopei with a mischievous smile. She was wearing a tight outfit with bright red lipstick today, looking rather fetching.
And the firmness of her chest also caught his gaze for a few more moments.
"Get lost, you lecher."
"Hey, don’t forget, you’re my wife..." Fang Yu said.
"You know that’s not true, don’t you?"
Xu Zhaopei walked up to Fang Yu, a feminine fragrance enveloping him. She looked languidly into Fang Yu’s eyes, "I’ll let you, dare you take it?"
Wow, as bold as brass.
Fang Yu grabbed her and pulled her into his embrace, sitting her on his lap.
Slap!
He smacked her bottom!
"Fang Yu, you jerk!"
"Still cursing me?"
Slap!
Another slap landed on her bottom.
"Will you dare disrespect your husband again?"
"You jerk, jerk, jerk!"
Xu Zhaopei was about to explode with anger, humiliated like this by a man for the first time. If word got out, how could she face anyone?
"Still cursing?!"
Slap, slap!
Another two slaps were delivered.
Xu Zhaopei quickly conceded, pleading, "I dare not anymore, I dare not..."
Just then—
A coughing sound came from outside the door.
Fang Yu looked up to see Wu Cunzhong, the old codger, staring at the two of them. After a cough, he deliberately looked elsewhere.
Startled, both of them.
Fang Yu quickly put Xu Zhaopei down, her face flushed with embarrassment as she straightened her clothes and glared at Fang Yu.
...
"What are you all doing... what do you take this hospital for? No discipline at all! If you’re in such a rush, go out to a hotel, get a room, it won’t cost you much!" Wu Cunzhong said in a mocking tone.
Hearing this, Fang Yu got upset.
"Old man, I’m flirting with my wife, what’s it to you?"
"Hey, you little rascal, don’t you have any respect for me as the dean?"
"Disrespectful, so what?" Fang Yu stood up and said.
"Disrespectful then disrespectful, what’s with the yelling?" Wu Cunzhong glared, "I came to tell you, there’s an emergency meeting in the afternoon, you must attend!"
After speaking, Wu Cunzhong turned around and left.
...
...
Only after Dean Wu had completely disappeared did Xu Zhaopei pinch Fang Yu fiercely out of anger.
"Ah—"
By the time Fang Yu thought of teaching her a lesson, Xu Zhaopei had already run off.
"This woman! She’s too ruthless!"
...
Afternoon.
Fang Yu arrived at the fourth-floor conference room.
He discovered that there were a lot of people, all discussing something.
"I heard that Divine Doctor Sun from Yanjing is coming soon, he’s a master of traditional medicine!"
"I must get a photo with him! Having a photo with such a divine doctor is priceless!"
"It’s been strange lately; there are always people in luxury cars hovering around our hospital entrance."
"Maybe some rich kid has taken a fancy to one of our nurses."
"Possibly."
"——"
Fang Yu frowned slightly.
Sun Qing is coming today too?
After a while, Dean Wu arrived.
One by one, more doctors that Fang Yu did not recognize joined the gathering.
"Where did all these doctors come from? There are quite a few."
"Meng Lao, Mr. Qian, Mr. Li, wow, they’ve all come!" a nurse exclaimed.
Then, Fang Yu saw a man that looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn’t remember who he was at the moment.
As he was trying hard to recall, the man came over.
"Doctor Fang, hello, hello."
"You are?"
"Last time at the bus stop, I assisted you with a female patient."
Fang Yu remembered and smiled: "Oh, it’s you!"
Shameless, didn’t lift a finger to help and still has the nerve to say he assisted me.
At that moment—
Dean Wu scanned the crowd and said, "Everyone is almost here, let’s go in for the meeting."
"What about Divine Doctor Sun?"
"His excellency will come after a while."
Everyone entered the conference room and sat down one by one.
...
"Today, I gathered everyone here to unite and help Jiangzhou through this difficulty..." Dean Wu Cunzhong said slowly, "The epidemic in the western part of Jiangzhou is getting more and more severe. According to the latest information, more than three hundred people have been infected. Here are the epidemic materials, please take a look first!"
The assistant distributed the materials.
Everyone browsed carefully, and soon they began whispering to each other.
At this moment, a white-haired elder slammed the table.
"Idiots! How can they do this? The infectious disease is spreading so fast, an isolation area should have been established immediately. How could these people neglect this??"
"Meng Lao, you can’t blame them, as the medical methods currently can’t identify the cause of the disease, it’s difficult to contain the condition."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Another person who seemed like an expert said, "The situation is not optimistic, I think we should immediately extract the virus for research to produce a vaccine. This matter is urgent!"
"I agree."
Another person said, "While the production of a vaccine is important, we can’t neglect so many patients. Everyone here is an expert in medicine, whether we can get through this crisis depends on all of us."
"Mm, let’s investigate the cause of the disease and treat it accordingly, as for the vaccine, we need to be prepared for both approaches."
Dean Wu listened to everyone discussing fervently but without any clear outcome, and he felt disappointed.
Everything they’re talking about is already being done; inviting you here wasn’t for you to state the obvious!
Dean Wu coughed and said loudly, "Any other suggestions?"
The room fell silent.
Just then—
Fang Yu, who was sitting in the corner, stood up and said, "I have a suggestion."
"Speak." Dean Wu said.
"Dean Wu, discussing like this is unlikely to lead to any results..." Fang Yu spoke calmly, "I have looked at the disease information... My preliminary judgment is that it’s a variant of avian influenza."
Everyone was shocked.
Followed by an uproar throughout the room.
"Young man, don’t think you’re great just because you’ve learned a bit of medical skill. If you don’t understand, you can ask, but calling this disease avian influenza, isn’t that a joke?"
"How could this disease possibly be avian influenza?"
"Everyone, calm down, it’s just a discussion... After all, he’s a young man, he’ll learn in time."
"Let it be, there’s no need to argue with him."
Still, someone said discontentedly:
"Old Wu, seriously, why would you let a greenhorn like this attend such an important meeting?"