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

Chapter 147 Exhausted Peng Kun!
"You mean Professor Tong Yuan'an extended his assistance period, but Director Peng of the orthopedics department was unaware of this?"

"What about his position in the hospital? Isn't that awkward?" In room 2002, Building 12, Chengxin Plaza, Mu Nanshu and Lu Cheng sat facing each other by the window.

A cup of green tea was placed in front of Lu Cheng, while Mu Nanshu took a bottle of soda water and slowly drank it after speaking.

The streetlights outside the window were dim, but the incandescent bulbs inside the house cast the two figures on the French windows, as if they were drinking together under the moon.

“I don’t know about these things, but the only thing I can think of is that Director Peng Haibo became the director of orthopedics because the hospital needed one.”

"It's not that he's the head of orthopedics in Longxian County; the orthopedics department at Longxian People's Hospital could be better."

“This position itself carries a certain amount of power, but this power does not belong exclusively to Director Peng Haibo.”

"At least not for long." Lu Cheng only didn't have the opportunity to perform surgeries when he was in orthopedics, which doesn't mean he couldn't understand what was going on in the county hospital.

Peng Haibo's generation benefited from the times; in their era, as long as one was willing to study, one generally had a promising future.

However, with the development of the times, Longxian People's Hospital is also developing.

Master's degrees are not uncommon, and there are more and more people with education, ability, and connections. If Peng Haibo's generation cannot keep up with the times, they will eventually be eliminated.

The more society develops, the more meticulously resources will be divided! Without certain abilities and strength, one will inevitably be eliminated sooner or later.

"And what about you? How will this affect you?" Mu Nanshu asked.

"It's hard to say whether it will have any impact. But no matter how it does, I won't be able to stay for very long."

"As you said, our county simply doesn't have the conditions for conducting scientific research; there's no such thing as a laboratory."

"During our time in Longxian County, we must go to the prefecture to find a laboratory in order to conduct preliminary research for the research project we are applying for."

"My task is to learn some skills honestly, use those skills to perform my shifts diligently, and provide assistance to patients who need my technical support." Lu Cheng's mindset was calm.

Lu Cheng didn't think Peng Haibo and Peng Kun were wronged. In fact, given Peng Kun's family background and abilities, if Peng Kun were truly talented and capable, he could have stayed in a top-tier hospital.

They provided all the necessary conditions, but he still failed to make it. Who can he blame?
There are many people who started from a lower point than Peng Kun, and it's obvious that Peng Haibo couldn't take care of Peng Kun for the rest of his life.

Peng Haibo is undoubtedly an insurmountable obstacle for Lu Cheng at present.

In front of others, Peng Haibo was just the head of orthopedics. As for who Peng Kun was, they had no idea, and even if they did, they wouldn't care.

While the two were talking, the mother, Tian Hui, sent a video.

Lu Cheng picked up his phone and showed it to Mu Nanshu. Mu Nanshu didn't try to hide anything; she simply picked up her water bottle and slowly drank some water.

"Son, have you had dinner yet?" Tian Hui's face squeezed into the video, taking up about half of it.

It was in Lu Cheng's hometown, a two-story self-built house.

"We've already eaten, and now we're enjoying some fruit at Uncle Mu's house." Lu Cheng pointed the video at Mu Nanshu.

"Aunt Tian, ​​good evening... You haven't rested yet..." Mu Nanshu put down her water glass and greeted her sweetly.

"I was just about to rest when Xiaoshu, you're back! When did you get back? Come over for dinner in a couple of days," Tian Hui said quickly.

"I just got back yesterday, Aunt Tian. I'll come visit you in a couple of days and we can go grocery shopping together," Mu Nanshu said generously. She had known Tian Hui for many years.

"No need, you young people go about your business, I'll go buy the groceries... The main thing is that your Uncle Lu and I went back to our hometown for a wedding today... Otherwise you could have come today."

"Auntie will make you your favorite beef and tofu strips," Tian Hui explained.

"Aunt Tian, ​​it's the same if we eat it in a couple of days..."

"It's a bit noisy here... Xiaoshu, what did you just say?" Tian Hui moved to a different spot, avoiding the funeral music and other noises...

Mu Nanshu and Tian Hui talked for nearly twenty minutes before hanging up the phone.

Lu Cheng and Tian Hui had only spoken for twenty seconds.

Of course, Lu Cheng didn't find this strange. After putting down his phone, Lu Cheng said, "Scholar, if we want to formally work on the topic of tendon suturing techniques, isn't the procedure quite complicated?"

"Of course it's troublesome. First, the research project needs to be approved by the ethics association before it can be used for animal and clinical trials. Naturally, it also needs to go through the approval process of hospitals, etc."

"Of course, the attending surgeon also has some autonomy, so it's not that complicated. The most important thing now is funding, it's money."

"We must get the funding for the research project!" Mu Nanshu emphasized the importance and urgency of the matter.

Even if you are willing to pay in advance, the amount you pay now cannot be recovered from the budget to make up the shortfall.

Mu Nanshu glanced at Lu Cheng as she said this: "So, if I hadn't come back with you, this research topic would most likely have been taken by Professor Tong Yuan'an, and you would be the first author and he would be the corresponding author."

Mu Nanshu had also given Lu Cheng a general overview of the collaborative research project. Lu Cheng then said, "So, what we need to do now is to use some of Professor Tong's funding to conduct preliminary experiments, then use the results of these preliminary experiments to apply for research grants, and then use the grant funds to conduct more animal and clinical trials?"

“Yes!” Mu Nanshu nodded.

"A new technology must go through a long cycle from research and development to its formal application in clinical practice."

"This is to protect both the patient and the surgeon."

"That was indeed quite troublesome. Such a long preparation period, and in the end it just turned into a paper of a few thousand words." Lu Cheng finally had a general idea of ​​the framework for writing a paper.

Mu Nanshu added, "It also depends on the type of paper. Some are low-level papers, which can be done on a computer, such as meta-analysis and bioinformatics analysis."

"Some data can only be collected by spending a lot of time, money and energy."

“The data you obtained before was just the prelude to the research project. It could only confirm that the direction was roughly effective, but the specific sample size was insufficient and it was not real clinical data.”

"If deviations occur in animal experiments, or species differences emerge in clinical trials, then the project will most likely be stillborn."

"However, this situation is rare in papers related to techniques; it is usually the basic topics that have larger deviations."

"My suggestion is that you complete a portion of this research proposal on your own to gain experience. You will likely be able to do this on your own in the future."

Mu Nanshu looked into Lu Cheng's eyes and said, "Of course, I will also be following the whole process, because I also need to write the tender documents myself..."

Lu Cheng laughed and said, "I definitely have to write it myself. I'll try to learn how to write a tender document this time, otherwise I won't know how to announce it if I develop some kind of surgery next time."

"That would be so embarrassing."

"next time?"

Mu Nanshu said, "You're quite confident, aren't you? You're even thinking there will be another chance to improve your technique?"

【缝合系专科技能：改良kessler缝合术（专精0/20）、改良tang法缝合术（专精6/20）…脾实质缝合技法（入门2/5）…】

Splenic parenchyma suturing technique—Lu Cheng had never heard of this before.

"There should be," Lu Cheng replied confidently.

As Lu Cheng was replying, the phone rang. Lu Cheng had saved the caller's contact as Peng Kun.

Lu Cheng thought for a moment, then answered the call: "Young Master Kun..."

"Brother Lu, please don't embarrass me!" Peng Kun's voice was tinged with laughter, but the weariness in his words was undeniable. "Brother Lu, it's like this, Professor Tong, he..."

Lu Cheng picked up his teacup and said calmly, "Young Master Kun, you're exaggerating a bit."

"I'm just a junior doctor, I can't meet such high standards as you described."

"Young Master Kun, my teaching ability is far inferior to Professor Tong's, so I am not capable of teaching you."

After explaining Tong Yuan'an's arrangements, Peng Kun told Lu Cheng that he wanted to work in Lu Cheng's class and hoped that Lu Cheng could give him a job.

Peng Kun's words sound nice, but the things he actually did were pretty awful.

Lu Cheng is not Tong Yuan'an; if Peng Kun makes a mistake, Lu Cheng cannot cover for him.

Therefore, Lu Cheng could only do that he could avoid such people, even if he couldn't afford to provoke them.

Lu Cheng knew that Peng Kun was a person who liked 'social skills', but Lu Cheng's attitude had always been very clear: he would not let Peng Kun take the lead before he got Peng Kun's approval.

Peng Kun later received guidance from Professor Tong Yuan'an and stopped playing with Lu Cheng!
Now, Lu Cheng certainly wouldn't sit up and pick it up.

"Brother Lu, as you know, given the current situation in our orthopedics department, I have no choice but to break through from the hand surgery field."

“I did do something stupid last night and angered Professor Tong, but I promise it won’t happen again.” Peng Kun’s voice was serious.

Lu Cheng interrupted, saying, "Hey, Young Master Kun, you don't need to make any promises to me!"

"I can't be a teacher. Your promise to me is useless. You have to go and promise Professor Tong."

"He's the professor with really good teaching skills. I'm only half-baked myself, how could I possibly teach any students well?"

Peng Kun pressed on, "Brother Lu..."

Lu Cheng's tone was resolute: "Young Master Kun, there's no need to say anything more. We're all just junior doctors, just trying to make a living by following our superiors."

"Let's not even talk about the fact that we're the same age; neither of us would be happy to take care of the other! If you can't take care of someone, you can't. You can't force someone to do something they don't understand, right?"

"There are still many learning opportunities, such as private tutoring classes and advanced training courses."

I paid money to learn the technology, even though it was paid for by the department. It wasn't just money, it was also time and effort.

Just because you, Peng Kun, are Peng Haibo's son, does that make you any special?

Besides, it's like nobody hasn't made the teacher angry!
Professor Chen Song is still angry, and Lu Cheng hasn't figured out how to deal with it.

"Brother Lu, I'm sorry to bother you." Peng Kun was a smart man and stopped trying to morally blackmail Lu Chengxing.

Lu Cheng doesn't owe Peng Kun anything.

It's a favor to teach if you're willing to, and it's your right not to teach if you're not.

Mu Nanshu listened quietly to Lu Cheng and Peng Kun's conversation about reality without interrupting.

Even after hanging up the phone, she didn't ask Peng Kun about it: "When are you planning to go back?"

“It’s already past nine o’clock, and you still have to go out and get the car.”

Lu Cheng thought for a moment and joked, "There's no one home, can't I just not go back?"

Mu Nanshu immediately pulled her legs back nervously, her pupils contracted slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, she shook her head: "I don't have a bed here, and the blankets all belong to my parents."

"If you don't mind, you can sleep in the master bedroom."

The house in Chengxin Square is where Mu Nanshu's parents live in Long County, not Mu Nanshu's own home.

The houses in Longxian County are all very large, with two master bedrooms, two secondary bedrooms, and still a spacious living room.

The house prices aren't expensive either; a 180-square-meter apartment costs less than 700,000 yuan.

"Why the master bedroom?" Lu Cheng asked with a mischievous grin.

Mu Nanshu looked at Lu Cheng seriously for a few moments: "There's no reason... You should go back to sleep."

"You do have somewhere to stay, don't you?"

"Oh...did Uncle and Auntie install a camera here?" Lu Cheng suddenly understood the reason.

Mu Nanshu explained naturally, "No one is home often, so it's safer to install a camera."

Just as Lu Cheng was about to reply, a message from Tian Zhuang made him swallow back the words he was about to say. He quickly showed his phone to Mu Nanshu: "Hey, another tendon injury. He has to go back now whether he wants to or not."

Mu Nanshu, on the contrary, relaxed, stuck out her tongue, puffed out her chest proudly, and said playfully, "Who told you not to cherish the opportunity?"

"Now?"

The day Lu Cheng went to Han City, Mu Nanshu didn't plan to go back. It was Lu Cheng who insisted on taking her back.

"Stop joking, I have to go for surgery. I'll pick you up tomorrow and take you to my place. I have Professor Tong's employee number, so I can use the Central South University library to download documents." Lu Cheng said, standing up.

Mu Nanshu also stood up: "It's not like the library at Huazhong University of Science and Technology can't download documents."

Lu Cheng slapped his forehead: "Oh right... I had completely forgotten about that."

Mu Nanshu hummed softly, "You just didn't dare to think about it before, right?"

"I wouldn't have dared to indulge in wishful thinking before."

"If I don't have anything to offer, what am I supposed to sell the future with?" Lu Cheng didn't refute anything and turned to walk away.

Mu Nanshu only escorted Lu Cheng to the door, unlike in Han City where he escorted Lu Cheng downstairs.

As Mu Nanshu had predicted, her mother made a video call just minutes after Lu Cheng left home.

After Mu Nanshu answered the video call, he said with a smile, "They're gone, they're gone."

"Xiao Shu, I'm just worried you'll get hurt." Mu Nanshu's mother's eyes darted around.

Mu Nanshu sat cross-legged, as if she had come back to life: "Mom, that's not what you said when you set me up on a blind date a while ago."

Mu Nanshu's mother was silent for a while before saying, "Are you really sure? Lu's starting point is still a bit low right now."

"If you two get together in the future, it might be difficult to find a place together."

The mother's considerations were valid, but Mu Nanshu had something to say: "Then tell me, how did I get paid to return to Long County for rest?"

"This is something I can't even do."

“I told you, he will definitely find a way.”

(End of this chapter)