At around 10:30 in the evening, Long Yaxin returned home in Ji Xiangyun's surprised gaze.

"Xiao Fang, why don't you sleep here when it's so late?"

"No!"

The future mother-in-law was too enthusiastic, and Fang Han felt that she couldn't bear it.

"Mom, Fang Han has something to do tomorrow!" Long Yaxin also had a burning face. She had never seen a mother like this before, and she wanted something to happen to her daughter and others.

"I have to go to work tomorrow, right?"

Ji Xiangyun expressed his understanding: "Then Xiao Fang, you can go back early to rest... It's not too early."

"Then I'll leave first." Fang Han said politely.

The mother and daughter kept sending Fang Han into the elevator. Seeing the elevator close the door, Ji Xiangyun looked at Long Yaxin: "Why are you back so late?"

"Where should I sleep if I don't come back?" Long Yaxin was speechless.

"Then what, haven't you and Xiao Fang both established a relationship? You don't have that?"

"I don't want to talk to you!"

Long Yaxin quickly walked into the room, then entered her room, and closed the door with a touch.

In fact, Long Yaxin herself doesn’t want to come back, but Fang Han wants to send her back, so she can’t be silly, right?

Of course, Long Yaxin could probably guess Fang Han’s thoughts. After all, she had a heart surgery. At present, it was just three months later, and she recovered after the operation. Otherwise, her current condition would not be as good as she is now...

It was already past 11 o'clock in the evening when Wuling returned to Penghua Village.

As soon as the car entered the village, someone recognized Wuling and greeted Fang Han with a smile: "Is Xiaohan back?"

"Uncle Eight!"

It was Peng Yong who greeted him.

"Uncle Eighth is so late but still not sleeping?"

Penghua Village has been discussing the demolition these days. I guess it has been moving for the past few days. The clinic is not open for business for the time being, so there are no cars in the parking lot, and Peng Yong has not sat at the entrance of the parking lot to charge.

Although the parking lot lasted for only three or four months, the cost was not high. The original open-ground bulldozer was flattened and the ground was flattened, so you could park it. I made a lot of money in four months, and Peng Yong was not disappointed.

He knew that the village was going to be demolished when the parking lot was built, but he was not sure when it was exactly.

"I just finished barbecue with a few friends. Are you going to go back now."

Peng Yong smiled and was about to smoke Fang Han as he spoke. He took out the cigarette box and remembered that Fang Han would not smoke.

"Uncle Eight, please come back early, it's not too late."

"I'm not in a hurry, shake it slowly, you go back first, you go back first." Peng Yong waved his hand with a smile.

As for Penghua Village, many people in the village now know that the Fang family is awesome and works as a doctor in the Jiang Intermediate People's Court. Not only is it high in terms of their high level, they also know many powerful people.

This is thanks to Zhang Xiaoquan. It has to be said that the deterrence of Rolls-Royce is quite powerful. Otherwise, the villagers would praise and envy the doctor of Jiang Intermediate People's Court, but would not be too awe.

Wuling stopped at the door, Fang Han entered the yard, and everyone in the family fell asleep, and he gently returned to the room.

When I woke up the next morning, Ms. Tian Ling had already prepared breakfast.

While having breakfast, Ms. Tian Ling said to Fang Han: "The resettlement house should be settled. It is not too far from our Penghua Village. It is built by Dongsheng Real Estate, and our Penghua Village should also be developed by Dongsheng Real Estate."

"Why did you say compensation?" Fang Han asked casually.

"It mainly depends on the permanent population and area. Our family is not small and there are many people in the family. I guess we can divide three houses, and each person can compensate for one hundred thousand, right?"

In layman's terms, doctors are not allowed to go to the table before the main treatment.

Although Fang Han is currently the head of the orthopedic division of the Jiang Intermediate People's Court, he is a complete third-line doctor within the Jiang Intermediate People's Court, and he is also an expert outpatient clinic in the pediatric outpatient clinic.

But this is only within the Jiang Intermediate People's Court.

Before he won the title of attending physician, the Jiang Intermediate People's Court's publicity efforts on Fang Han would not be too strong, and Fang Han was not suitable for some TV programs.

Even if some people in the medical field have no objection, most people who are obsessed do not think so.

A resident, a young doctor, why?

Maybe it’s related, there are shady stories, etc., it’s not appropriate to praise it too much.

But even so, Fang Han is no longer Fang Han who just entered the Jiang Intermediate People's Court.

At that time, Chen Guozhong accepted Fang Han, a student, and now, it is difficult for him to accept it.

For Fang Han now, a diploma or degree is actually no longer a restriction on him.

It is precisely because of this that Chen Guozhong wanted to get closer to Fang Han.

As the principal of Jiangzhou Medical University, Chen Guozhong is definitely a student everywhere, but one of the disciples like Fang Han is comparable to a large group.

When Fang Han becomes a nationally renowned national doctor in the future, Guo Wenyuan will be Fang Han’s teacher in national medicine, and Chen Guozhong will be Fang Han’s teacher in western medicine.

"Drink tea!"

Chen Guozhong poured a cup of tea for Fang Han, and smiled and said, "The tea here is no worse than the tea from Mr. Guo."

Fang Han picked up the teacup and took a sip, praising: "Well, it's very fragrant, very pure, very good taste, and the best tea."

"I like to bring it to you when I leave later." Chen Guozhong said with a smile.

"Thank you, teacher." Fang Han did not refuse and hurriedly thanked him.

"Haha, we teachers and students don't have to be so polite." Chen Guozhong laughed happily. He liked Fang Han to call him teacher very much.

As the principal of Jiangzhou Medical University, there are many people who call Teacher Chen Guozhong and many people who call him principal, but can others compare to Fang Han?

"The representative conference of the Jiangzhou Medical Association will be held in recent times. I am going to give you a director. I probably will be about the same with the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association." Chen Guozhong got to the point.

"Director?" Fang Han was stunned: "Is this appropriate?"

"Why is it not suitable?"

Chen Guozhong smiled and said, "With your current achievements in the heart and liver, a director has wronged you. If you weren't old enough, I would have no problem with a vice president."

The Medical Association and the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, directors and members actually do not have much rights or benefits, but their identity is very meaningful, which is a symbol of recognition and identity.

With this director's identity, Fang Han will have a prefix before any academic conference he will attend in the future.

Director of Jiangzhou Medical Association, Director of Traditional Chinese Medicine Association......

It makes people feel tall and proud at first glance.

Unlike now, others have introduced Fang Han, a doctor in the emergency department of Jiang Intermediate People's Hospital, and a doctor in the orthopedic division of the emergency department of Jiang Intermediate People's Hospital...
Chapter completed!