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

Chapter 142 Real Society
Lu Cheng was playing a video. In addition to hands, the video also showed people and small animals.

Tong Yuan'an focused on the sewing technique, while Chen Song, who was smoking, focused on the feet and the person.

Chen Song immediately realized something was wrong: "Your data? These people?"

"Where did you come from?"

In Lu Cheng's video, there are many feet. Where in Wuhan could Lu Cheng find so many people to pave the way for him?
Lu Chengben was explaining the techniques to Tong Yuan'an. After listening, he glanced at Chen Song and honestly replied, "Teacher Tong, on my very first day in Han City, Professor Zhong Junyun caught me. Professor Zhong told me in front of him to learn techniques from him..."

The cigarette Chen Song was holding fell to the ground, almost burning his fingers, but he didn't pick it up. Instead, he stomped it out and rubbed the cigarette repeatedly on the ground with the sole of his shoe...

Seeing this, Tong Yuan'an no longer dared to worry about whether Lu Cheng should rest later. Instead, he composed himself, smirked, and asked, "So, in the future, you plan to develop your career in the direction of Peking Union Medical College Hospital?"

Tong Yuan'an looked at Chen Song. Although Chen Song was trying his best to remain calm, Tong Yuan'an could sense that his friend was in a bad mood.

No, it's not just bad, it's extremely bad.

Because Chen Song genuinely treated Lu Cheng as his student and was nurturing him, no matter what methods Lu Cheng used, he couldn't get around him... it always had been that way...

Now Lu Cheng is really something else. He went out to study and "sold himself out" without even telling Chen Song!
Chen Song's enthusiasm was all wasted, and he must be feeling extremely conflicted right now.

Although Tong Yuan'an also felt that Lu Cheng was somewhat unfair, he was busy planning for his future.

It's understandable to go with the flow.

Xiangya Hospital is certainly not bad, but Union Hospital of Central China is even better than Xiangya Hospital!
Lu Cheng glanced at Professor Chen Song. Although he felt that his brain was not working properly right now and he shouldn't reveal these things at this point, since things had already been brought up, Lu Cheng couldn't be a pretentious jerk.

“Teacher Tong, my girlfriend works at Peking Union Medical College Hospital,” Lu Cheng replied naturally, giving a reason that no one could find fault with.

This can be considered the standard answer. Many people's standard answers are fabricated, while Lu Cheng's answer is the truth.

His girlfriend works at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, and the hospital's big boss has taken a liking to him. Does Lu Cheng really have to choose to go to Xiangya Hospital with Chen Song in a different city?
Chen Song rubbed his nose; "The one from Huashan Hospital before?"

This was just Chen Song's guess. Lu Cheng's obsession with Huashan Hospital must be because he had something to rely on.

Lu Cheng had told him before that he had a childhood sweetheart.

"Yes, Ms. Chen, she just returned from abroad in July. I met her when I went on a blind date last time!"

"She's the person I usually chat with."

"She and I were classmates from the fifth grade of elementary school until we graduated from high school. We were originally..." Lu Cheng briefly recounted the story.

After listening, Tong Yuan'an said first, "Chen Song, they are childhood sweethearts, innocent and pure. Don't take it to heart and throw sulfuric acid at them."

"Besides, you haven't given Lu Cheng a proper reply in all this time. Professor Zhong from Peking Union Medical College Hospital is a national-level expert in hand surgery. If he speaks, even Director Xiang from your emergency department might not be able to handle it."

Chen Song chuckled awkwardly for a moment: "Then I definitely can't compare to Professor Zhong."

Lu Cheng quickly said, "Teacher Chen, it's not because of that."

"Stop talking!" Chen Song interrupted, his tone sounding calm.
"Old Chen..."

Chen Song flew into a rage, nearly cracking the table with his fist: "I told you to shut up!"

"If you want to go back and rest, then hurry up and go back!"

Lu Cheng knew that it was difficult to have both ways in this world, and he was just Lu Cheng, unable to please everyone.

The idea that any so-called "purgatory" can be perfectly resolved only exists in novels and TV dramas. In reality, no despicable person would be willing to "share a husband"!
If there is a single-choice question, you must make a choice; it can only be a single choice. If you choose multiple choices, all of them will be wrong.

"I'm sorry...Teacher Chen." Lu Cheng swallowed the words he was about to say, bowed deeply to Chen Song, and then began to pack his things. Lu Cheng was of course not off work yet, but he also knew that he was just an eyesore in front of Chen Song.

Lu Cheng even knew that no matter how much he explained to Chen Song now, it would be in vain. Therefore, even if Lu Cheng knew that there was still a 'story' between him and Professor Zhong Junyun, it was not the right time to talk about it.

We need to wait for Chen Song to calm down.

Chen Song is currently enraged, and any further explanation from him would be futile.

"Teacher Chen, I'm going back to rest." Lu Cheng glanced at Chen Song one last time as he left.

Adults must take responsibility for all their decisions. Chen Song's current choice is heartbreaking, and trying to explain himself while he's in such a heated situation would only add fuel to the fire.

The real world is so realistic, isn't it?
If a professor as prestigious as Zhong Junyun could turn himself into a commodity for a single phone call, why can't Professor Chen Song be angry about not informing him?
What kind of special species is the creature named Lu Cheng?
After Lu Cheng left, Tong Yuan'an offered Chen Song a Zhonghua cigarette, but Chen Song didn't take it immediately. Tong Yuan'an said, "Even if you're angry, you still need to have some small joys."

Chen Song took a deep breath and explained to Tong Yuan'an, "I'm just angry that he didn't even say hello. He could have at least told me beforehand."

Tong Yuan'an, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, spoke indistinctly and with a disdainful tone: "Is that how you comfort yourself? How did you react when Xiao Lu explained it to you in front of your face?"

"If I were to explain over the phone, wouldn't you just tell me to at least explain things to your face?" Tong Yuan'an retorted.

Chen Song didn't answer because Tong Yuan'an's words resonated with him.

“If you’re not as skilled as others, you have to admit it!” Tong Yuan’an said.

"This has nothing to do with Lu Cheng, it's because Professor Zhong Junyun is too awesome!!! If you, Chen Song, were also Professor Zhong Junyun, you could immediately arrange a better future for Lu Cheng."

"But you're not Chen Song, you're just Chen Song..."

"Sigh..." Chen Song sighed helplessly.

We are all human beings, how can we transcend worldly affairs?
The smoke was wispy, appearing and disappearing with each breath, yet rootless and boundless, ultimately vanishing into the air and dissipating...

Tong Yuan'an immediately rolled his eyes with the logic of someone who scored 654 points on the college entrance exam: "Chen Song, there's a problem here."

"Lu Cheng is back."

Chen Song looked at Tong Yuan'an with suspicion: "Does Peking Union Medical College Hospital also eat people? Did they boil Lu Cheng and eat him?"

Tong Yuan'an didn't blame Chen Song because Chen Song wasn't a hand surgeon.

Continuing the analysis: "Didn't you see the number of feet in the video?"

"I've told you before, improvements in tendon suturing techniques are nothing to the scientific community, but in the field of hand surgery in China, they are one of the accolades that must be defended."

"You could say that anyone could take it away from you, but not your life. But Lu Cheng has come back..."

"Let me ask you, if you asked Director Xiang to call Longxian People's Hospital and say that you wanted to transfer Lu Cheng to do research, which level of Longxian People's Hospital would dare to refuse?"

"You name one?"

Chen Song thought for a moment, but did not reply.

"So?" Chen Song asked Tong Yuan'an.

"So, there's a problem here. A problem is a good thing, isn't it? Lu Cheng was clearly hesitant to speak just now. You stopped him from saying anything. There weren't enough preconditions. Why don't you guess?" Tong Yuan'an asked rhetorically.

"Then why don't you call Lu Cheng in and explain things clearly?" Chen Song thought for a moment and felt that there might still be room for maneuver.

(End of this chapter)