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

Chapter 271 If you never forget it, there will be repercussions

After Lu Cheng left, Mu Nanshu continued to sit in the room and chat with Xie Yuan'an via text.

Mu Leng and Yan Sangyue had already showered. After looking at them, Mu Leng said, "What's so special about you being glued to your phone all day? It's only been a short while since we last saw each other."

"Go take a shower and go to bed."

Mu Nanshu looked up and immediately noticed Mu Leng's slightly forlorn expression. She put down her phone and said, "I wasn't chatting with Lu Cheng, I was chatting with Xie Yuan'an."

"Dad, why are you so sensitive?"

“You have a lot of opinions about Lu Cheng today.”

Mu Leng denied it: "How am I being overly sensitive?"

Mu Nanshu didn't need to uphold her father's "respect" like Mu Leng: "Actually, I also feel a little uncomfortable. It's lively at noon and in the afternoon, but in the evening, it's just the three of us again."

"Perhaps next time, it will just be you and Mom left."

The three of them lived a simple, ordinary life, but the routine after the "bustling" period felt desolate.

"I didn't mean to tell you this." Mu Leng pushed Yan Sangyue to bed, afraid that the rather sentimental Yan Sangyue would burst into tears if she heard these words.

Mu Nanshu stood up, smiling, and said, "Dad, don't you think it's a little funny?"

"No matter how long we prepare, to outsiders it's just a simple ceremony. Just something to talk about for a while?"

"if not?"

Mu Leng suddenly realized that Mu Nanshu had grown up overnight: "Real life is not like TV dramas and movies. There is not so much embellishment. No matter how big the scene is, you can only experience it yourself."

"You have to swallow the bitterness slowly, and you have to savor the joy of success slowly."

Mu Leng continued, "Your mother and I understand this point, which is why we think it would be great if you and Xiao Lu could get together."

"Fame and fortune are beyond basic needs; they are superficial."

"We can't survive without enough to eat and wear; every day is just filled with mundane chores like oil, salt, and cooking."

"But even if you achieve great success, when you return home, you'll still be dealing with these trivial matters."

Mu Nanshu and Mu Leng walked to the sofa together and sat down side by side. Mu Nanshu said, "Dad, the older I get, the more I realize how true your words are."

"As I understand it, everything we experience is presented in the form of plain description, simple and unadorned."

"When we reap the rewards, we are not overjoyed; when we are sad, we are not heartbroken."

"For example, when my grandmother passed away, although I was very sad, I realized that TV dramas are all lies... At that time, I even doubted myself, wondering if I really liked my grandmother that much, and if I was just a heartless person."

"I don't deserve how good my grandma was to me."

"It took me a long time to realize that this assumption was wrong."

"We're both really, really bad at expressing our feelings," Mu Nanshu said in a cute tone, bringing the conversation back on track.

Mu Leng said, "Feelings are built through spending time together, through mutual support, through everyday life, through coping with big and small events, and through instinctive reactions."

“Back in the days when your mother and I met, there wasn’t much of a concept of dating. People would just be introduced to each other, and if they liked each other, they would get engaged and married very quickly. They’re doing quite well now.”

Just then, Xie Yuan'an sent a series of vibration messages, to which Mu Leng replied, "You can continue chatting, I'm going to sleep now."

"Don't think too much. Your mother and I are reluctant to let you leave, but marriage is the way it has always been."

"Most importantly, we just want you to be happy."

Mu Leng smiled subtly and emphasized, "But since you and Lu Cheng are able to live very comfortably in your ordinary daily lives, I think you can live very well."

Mu Nanshu chuckled and said, "Sometimes I feel a little regretful, as if I've never been in a relationship."

Mu Leng said, "I think it's right that you all have this feeling."

"Lu Cheng is a good kid. He's ambitious and doesn't get stuck on trivial things."

Mu Nanshu said, "You mean to say he's a bit shameless, right?"

"But don't think that way. Lu Cheng is actually a rather proud person. He has made a lot of efforts behind the scenes."

Mu Leng: "Who doesn't work hard? Of all the people you've met, how many don't work hard?"

Mu Leng's words silenced Mu Nanshu. She could find one or two exceptions, but exceptions of survivorship bias could not be used as 'typical' examples.

"Mindset has nothing to do with how hard you work or how ambitious you are."

"I'm not trying to reason with you today, Dad is very happy."

"I'm going to sleep now." Mu Leng got up and left.

Mu Nanshu said "okay" before picking up her phone and looking at the message Xie Yuanan had sent.

Upon seeing Xie Yuan'an's message, Mu Nanshu smiled knowingly.

According to Xie Yuan'an, after Professor Xie Xiao brought some suturing techniques back to Hubei Province, many colleagues in Hubei Province have begun to study these techniques.

Xie Xiao's team, along with some colleagues in Hubei Province, have already focused their attention on the practical application of these techniques in clinical practice.

Although the fruits of technological innovation have been consumed, these fruits can still serve as nutrients for other fruits, so not many people focus solely on the present.

Xie Yuan'an said, "You don't know, Professor Zuo from our emergency department has already treated my dad to more than ten big meals."

"My dad was both angry and sighing."

Mu Nanshu: "Professor Zuo did nothing, and a good person just fell from the sky. Of course I'm happy."

"So you want to sacrifice something to balance your luck, right?"

Xie Yuan'an said, "I'll tell you a secret, but you're not allowed to tell anyone else. Professor Zuo even invited Professor Zhong to dinner, but Professor Zhong gave him a thorough dressing-down."

Mu Nanshu: "Professor Zuo from the emergency department is quite abstract too!"

If you invited Zhong Junyun to dinner at this time and you weren't beaten, you're lucky you're in good health.

Xie Yuan'an: "The main thing is that Professor Zuo is not afraid of Professor Zhong. Their levels are not exactly the same, but they are similar."

"My dad is still a bit lacking."

"However, if my father can later apply these suturing techniques to hand surgery procedures, it should be able to go a step further."

"Little Mu Mu, I need to solidify my status as a young lady even more, so I won't thank you verbally. I'll remember it all."

Whether it's vascular suturing techniques or nerve suturing techniques, although Xiangya Hospital is currently the research and development lead, the real innovator is Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng is the most knowledgeable person about suturing techniques at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, so if any hospital is more likely to apply these techniques to actual clinical practice in the future, it will most likely be the hospital where Lu Cheng works.

The first crab went to Xiangya Hospital, which is certainly a beautiful thing, but the hand surgery department of Peking Union Medical College Hospital got a beach where they can collect even more crabs.

"I'm happy, but not that happy." Mu Nanshu took a full two minutes to type those few words.

"Why? Aren't you satisfied with Lu Cheng like this?" Xie Yuan'an asked.

"It's not that I'm dissatisfied, it's that I feel a little sorry for him. Who knows what he's been through in private?"

Mu Nanshu said, "I have learned a lot about him. He has not accumulated much scientific research experience in private, has not read many articles, and has not had many good teachers to guide him."

"The accumulation of knowledge is average, the vision is average, and the accumulation of teaching staff is also average."

"Even if he has some talent, why him? Is it just because of his passion?"

"What I felt was the pain of mental exhaustion."

Xie Yuan'an quickly said, "Hehe, it's already this late, Xiao Mu Mu, stop showing off your love!!!! It's so jealous."

Mu Nanshu continued to do as she pleased: "Sister Xie, don't you understand? All the so-called breaking of the rules is actually a kind of rebirth."

"The essence of Nirvana is breaking down and rebuilding. Although one is reborn from the ashes, who can bear the pain of the physical or spiritual collapse?"

"Back then, after I went abroad, I couldn't pursue a professional career because of a hand injury. I became withdrawn and isolated. At that time, I was terrified, scared, and regretful..."

"Moreover, it turns out that no matter how hard I try, I can't change the fact that I can no longer continue down the clinical path."

"So, during that time, I became very withdrawn, to the point of almost going crazy. I felt that everything was their fault, which is why I wanted to take revenge at all costs..."

"After that, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to graduate and that I would be letting down my parents who gave me the money."

"what can I do?"

"Should I complain to him while he's far away in China? Would complaining help? No, it would only make him more worried and more helpless."

"But no matter how hard I try, I still can't get over it, and I still can't get over it now."

"Sister Xie, tell me, do you think it's more difficult for Lu Cheng to stay in clinical practice after his hand injury, or is it more difficult for him to get to where he is now as an undergraduate in a county hospital?"

Xie Yuan'an remained silent for a long time: "It's difficult for both."

"But the former has hope, while the latter's hope is extremely slim." "Even Mr. Wu Mengchao back then, his mentor was Mr. Qiu Fazhu."

Mu Nanshu said, "So, whether you care about Lu Cheng's qualifications or anything else, this is all I see."

"Perhaps what you said and thought is just one aspect of Professor Zhong Junyun's perspective."

"But I can't empathize with him, because in my view, when Lu Cheng was in Han City, his choice of Professor Zhong was one of unwavering devotion."

Even with the kidnapping of the old professor's last words, he did not waver in his decision to go to Zhongnan Hospital.

Xie Yuan'an suddenly realized: "Oh right, after that time, Lu Cheng still took the initiative to approach Professor Zhong to show himself."

"It's not that Professor Zhong can't handle 'moral blackmail,' it's that he's unwilling to put in the effort."

"As for what happened later?"

Mu Nan wrote: "Lu Cheng made me the choice to go to Peking Union Medical College Hospital. He even turned down invitations from Professors Chen Song and Tong Yuan'an of Xiangya Hospital and Xiangya No. 2 Hospital."

"Deal with them by being shameless and weaving lies."

"At that time, Lu Cheng had nothing."

“From that moment on, I decided that I would do everything in my power to prevent him from suffering any more injustices.”

“What he doesn’t understand, I do.”

"What he can't do, I might be able to do."

"The people he can't contact, I might be able to contact."

"He might not dare to retaliate, but I might be able to."

"Peking Union Medical College Hospital is not just a hand surgery department!" Mu Nanshu tore away all pretense in front of Xie Yuan'an, the hand surgeon.

Xie Yuan'an remained silent.

There was a long, long silence.

Then he sent a voice message: "My old man said that from Lu Cheng's and Professor Zhong's perspectives, neither of them is wrong."

Mu Nanshu said, "I know that too, so Professor Zhong didn't really suffer any loss!"

Xie Yuan'an said, "You two are really not family, you're bound to be from the same family."

If we put ourselves in Lu Cheng's shoes, Xie Yuan'an wouldn't be as understanding and direct as Mu Nanshu, which is largely due to her own identity.

……

Lu Cheng had just driven home, tidied his shoes, and entered the house when he received a text message.

The information page is very simple: "?"

Lu Cheng tossed his shoes into the shoe cabinet: "Good evening, Teacher Lu. You're still up?"

Lu Mang: "You're really not going to contact me again?"

Lu Cheng's face was twitching.

The contact name Lu Mang is a teacher recommended by Xiao Mingqi, a teacher in Kyoto. Lu Cheng had contacted him before, but Lu Mang asked for too much, and the two broke up.

Lu Cheng thought there would be no more follow-up, but unexpectedly the other party contacted him again and asked this question.

Lu Cheng typed back: "Teacher Lu, I was afraid of bothering you again in vain."

Lu Mang: "If I don't contact you, don't you know to contact me?"

Lu Cheng thought to himself, "What kind of classic quote is this?"
Lu Cheng replied, "Teacher Lu, I haven't fully considered your suggestion yet."

Lu Mang: "Alright!"

"Now that you put it that way, it seems like I can't do anything about you, but I do have to assign you a task."

Lu Cheng: ? ? ?
"Teacher Lu, what kind of task can you assign me?"

Lu Mang: "Many surgeries in general surgery have been relatively stagnant since the 1980s. There have been some improvements, but no breakthroughs."

"But as far as I know, there are already teams in Germany that have started research and development on liver-protective techniques."

"Our country's surgical development has already laid a certain foundation, so we can no longer be absent from this field and just focus on accumulating basic reserves."

"Recently, I have communicated with many colleagues in the field about this matter. Our decision is that, regardless of whether we can break through or not, we must fight back and not avoid it."

"My current main focus is on organ transplantation, but some colleagues have also assigned me some tasks and provided me with some funding."

"After thinking it over, I'd rather transfer this money to you than give it to me."

"What do you think?" Lu Mang replied directly.

From Lu Mang's tone, one can tell that Lu Mang has a high social status and a high perspective.

It's certainly a good thing to have someone offer money, but whether or not one can accept it is another matter: "Professor Lu, I am new to the field of scientific research and my current foundation is relatively weak, so I'm afraid I'm not up to the task."

The prerequisite for participating in the Huashan Taoist Forum is that you must be qualified to go to Huashan.

In the martial arts world, not just anyone can climb Mount Hua and sit down to discuss philosophy.

This is a race among peers from all over the world, and Lu Cheng doesn't feel confident that he can win.

"I'm not forcing you to win, I'm just letting you broaden your horizons."

“If sending someone means they have to win an award, and they absolutely have to win one, then having more people is an absolute advantage.”

"But we need people to go there, and our industry needs a lot of people and teams to cultivate this field in depth."

"The suturing techniques you showed me before are closely related to organs, and I think they still have the potential to be used as a follow-up for liver-preserving surgery."

"If you don't need this funding, I'll transfer it to someone else, but if you want it, I'll transfer it to you."

"The main reason is that my current research focus is not on this, and I can't spare the time. Otherwise, I would have done it myself."

Each major has many research branches, each with its own intricate details.

Few people can complete the entire journey.

Everyone's energy is relatively limited, so it is essential to carefully choose the path of in-depth study.

"Teacher, is it okay if we fail?" Lu Cheng was quite surprised.

“Of course, this funding is ‘trial funding’! It’s an admission ticket, a preliminary investment,” Lu Mang said.

"Stop being so wishy-washy, just give me a straight answer: do you want it or not?"

Lu Cheng was quite honest: "I can have it."

"If you want to fill out a form, please make sure to write my name accurately in the 'Referrer' section and don't make any typos."

"I work at Peking Union Medical College Hospital." After meticulously listing some information for Lu Cheng, Lu Mang simply handed him an empty table.

Even after the chat ended, Lu Cheng still felt confused.

But this inexplicable feeling is somehow somewhat delightful.

Our research group is currently dirt poor. If we could get some funding, no matter how much, it would make our group much more prosperous.

The research and improvement of liver-protective surgery techniques require an investment of at least tens of millions of dollars.

However, if successful, it would be a great thing for the country and its people.

A short while later, Lu Cheng told Mu Nanshu about his conversation with Professor Lu Mang and how he got in touch with Professor Lu.

Mu Nanshu was quite surprised, but she also knew that the secret Lu Cheng kept was truly "not to be casually revealed"!
Mu Nanshu asked, "So, the real reason why Cao Qi was so polite to you today is this?"

Lu Cheng replied, "That should be the case, but Cao Qi probably doesn't know that the teacher has already returned home. He's no longer in charge at the moment."

Mu Nanshu smiled and said, "My dad said that medicine is a very special and independent branch. The techniques in it are a natural and advanced way to build connections. They are more effective in building relationships than any other practical skill."

"Looking back, we didn't understand this deeply enough before, and we didn't get to this point, which is why we didn't reap the benefits."

"The gratitude for saving a life can perhaps only be understood by those who have experienced life and death."

Lu Cheng replied, "I haven't thought about those things."

Mu Nanshu said, "Of course, you are just doing your duty. You don't have to take advantage of others' kindness. But if others don't appreciate it, then they are being unreasonable."

"I once heard my teacher say that between life and death, there is great terror, but also great enlightenment. There is nothing of great importance between life and death."

Lu Cheng said, "This is the first time I've tasted the sweetness of this stuff, but I don't think it's very good because I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and will lose my way."

(End of this chapter)