This doctor is already middle-aged, and he's only just started practicing medicine.

Chapter 115 The Initial Form of the Research Topic! (24)

The dining table was clean, with a standard three dishes and a soup laid out. As Mu Nanshu carried the food out of the kitchen, Lu Cheng had just finished washing his hands and was walking towards the table.

"Would you like some wine? I have a few bottles of red wine at home," Mu Nanshu suggested.

"You drink alcohol now?" Lu Cheng asked, quite surprised.

"I learned it two years ago. Back then, Sister Xie was under a lot of pressure when she went abroad, so we would have a little drink together."

"I'll go get the cup..." Mu Nanshu walked towards the kitchen again.

Lu Cheng noticed that Mu Nanshu was wearing the pearl flower earrings he had bought for her. He had bought them for her during his undergraduate studies, and after all these years, they were still in place and hadn't been thrown away.

"It's just ordinary wine, it doesn't taste like baijiu. I don't know if you'll be able to get used to it," Mu Nanshu said.

Lu Cheng stepped forward to help open the bottle: "I don't drink much, but it's fine with me."

After using the corkscrew to remove the cork, Lu Cheng poured the wine into the decanter and asked, "I heard from Teacher Xie Yuan'an that you often don't get home until the early hours of the morning these days."

"Is the research pressure in your work really that great?"

Although Xie Yuan'an was the 'mentor', after the basic theoretical lessons were completed, she was also one of the 'students' in the subsequent classes, but she was just an auditor.

Lu Cheng would occasionally ask Xie Yuan'an about Mu Nanshu.

"To be honest, the pressure of doing full-time scientific research at Peking Union Medical College Hospital is considerable, especially since I just joined the team. If I don't work hard, I won't be able to keep up with the pace of the research group."

“The research direction of this group is completely different from that of my previous boss, so I have to get familiar with everything again. I also need to find my own research direction and ideas, so it will take some time,” Mu Nanshu replied lightly.

She took off her kitchen apron and invited Lu Cheng to start eating: "Let's eat and talk. My cooking skills are just so-so, they're just edible."

Lu Cheng picked up a piece of spicy pork ribs, took a bite, and said, "Although Hubei and Hunan provinces are adjacent, the flavor of my Longxian County can only be made in Longxian County. Outside of Longxian County, the flavor will be slightly adjusted."

"Spicy braised pork ribs? That's what real pork ribs are like!" Lu Cheng slurped up all the meat off the ribs in one go and then ate heartily.

Seeing Lu Cheng eating like this, Mu Nanshu, the chef, was quite pleased. She also picked up a piece of rib and put it in her mouth, then chewed it slowly.

Lu Cheng is a carbohydrate-based organism, so he eats relatively quickly.

In the last ten minutes or so, Lu Cheng finished four and a half bowls of rice from Mu Nanshu's small bowl before stopping: "Comfortable, delicious."

Mu Nanshu prepared a large and generous amount of food, which was very much in line with the 'Xiangxi' style. We only ate two-thirds of the ribs, half of the stir-fried pork with chili peppers, two-thirds of the cabbage, and almost no seaweed and egg drop soup.

"Want to have a drink?" Lu Cheng invited Mu Nanshu, holding up his glass.

Mu Nanshu nodded, touched her chopsticks with Lu Cheng's, and took a small sip. She wasn't a big eater and was already about 80% full, but she was afraid that Lu Cheng wouldn't have an appetite if he ate alone, so she hadn't put down her chopsticks.

The red wine slid down the esophagus into the stomach without leaving a special aftertaste. Mu Nanshu asked, "Sister Xie said that Professor Zhong has taken a liking to you."

"In Long County, Professor Chen Song has been a mentor to you, and he wants to take you back with him. Have you thought about what to do?"

It was no secret that Professor Zhong Junyun had specifically called Lu Cheng out. Professor Xie Xiao was a full professor in the department, and it was not difficult for her to know about the conversation between Zhong Junyun and Lu Cheng.

Professor Zhong Junyun may think that taking Lu Cheng was just a casual move, not something kept secret.

Lu Cheng said, "Professor Zhong is a top professor of hand surgery in the country. His personal promise carries a lot of weight, and you can indeed learn real skills from him."

"But while they agree on the surface, whether they will actually follow Professor Zhong's plan completely is still unknown."

"Professor Zhong agreed to my idea, which is that I will first be promoted to associate professor before I come to learn from him." "There is still a long time in between."

Mu Nanshu paused, her expression slightly taken aback: "You're not planning to follow the arrangements Teacher Zhong gave you?"

Lu Cheng: "I will respect and listen, but I will not follow it verbatim."

"Teacher Zhong and I have only just met, so his current arrangement is based on this brief understanding and is not the optimal solution."

Mu Nanshu pressed further: "Then what do you consider to be the optimal solution?"

Lu Cheng said, "I haven't figured it out yet. I definitely need to improve my academic qualifications, otherwise it will always be a constraint. But I need someone to help me figure out how to do it."

After Lu Cheng finished speaking, he looked at Mu Nanshu and scanned her up and down. Then he fixed his gaze on Mu Nanshu's eyes, which were Lu Cheng's favorite to look into.

Familiar peach blossom eyes, familiar small brown mole at the corner of the eye, familiar dark jade-like pupils.

Her pupils were still quite clear.

"How can I help you?" Mu Nanshu asked.

Of course, after asking the question, Mu Nanshu said, "I heard from Sister Xie that your clinical talent is really good, and not just in the way I described."

"In just these two days, the speed at which you have made progress in nerve suturing has left even several professors speechless."

“They are professional hand surgeons, and they all said you have great talent, so it must be true.”

“My idea is that you could go back and resign, then come here full-time to pursue a master’s and doctoral degree, and then ask the professors here to allow you to graduate and defend your thesis with a clinical project.”

"While basic research is the mainstream of medical competition, the most practical research topics are still clinical research topics."

Lu Cheng nodded: "Your suggestion is also very good. Like other teachers, it is a relatively high-quality solution. However, in my own opinion, it is not the optimal solution for me."

"What I need your help with is how to start from knowing nothing and then complete a fairly standard clinical research project."

Mu Nanshu's brows furrowed slightly, her slender eyebrows gathering into a delicate shape.

What clinical research projects can you conduct yourself?

"Regarding the tendon suturing technique I mentioned to you last time, isn't the current situation that the suturing technique pioneered by Professor Tong's team at Xiangya Hospital is not superior to the Tajima suturing technique?" Lu Cheng said.

Mu Nanshu wasn't stupid; she was astonished and her voice was slightly shrill: "Don't tell me you've made further improvements to Professor Tong's team's techniques?"

Lu Cheng glanced at his panel and then nodded slightly: "Perhaps so. It's not appropriate to give a final judgment at the moment."

"But I have confidence in it. I also participated in an animal model experiment comparing the efficacy of the techniques with Professor Tong Yuan'an last time. I think it won't be difficult to complete a set of preliminary data for scientific research."

Mu Nanshu said firmly, "No, you have no money!"

"You don't have the funding; you can't do it!"

"If you want to pay for everything yourself, you simply can't afford it! That's why you need to be affiliated with someone else."

Lu Cheng wasn't a complete novice in scientific research, so he nodded: "This is what I need to discuss with Professor Chen."

"Teacher Chen has indeed been very kind to me, and the debt of gratitude is hard to quantify and difficult to repay. I can only try to understand his kindness in return."

(End of this chapter)