Chapter 129: It Seems A Bit Different Now
The lights were bright, but only illuminated the path; the flower beds and shade of the trees remained dim and dark.
The direction of the light shone directly onto Professor Zhong Junyun’s back, and Lu Cheng could not see Professor Zhong Junyun’s true expression at that moment.
He cautiously said, “Teacher, winning or losing isn’t about a single moment. It’s really about seeking a clear mind, or rather, just proving to myself that I’m not that bad. It’s not about obsessing over something.”
Lu Cheng was unsure of Professor Zhong Junyun’s intentions, so he calmly expressed his own thoughts.
Only losers would rage impotently, only thinking of stepping on others to elevate themselves.
Truly insightful people only continuously improve themselves, raising their perspective and footing, rather than being fixated on defeating a particular person…
“You’re chicken now?” Zhong Junyun instantly felt it was pointless, his tone dry.
“It can be done, it can be thought of, but it cannot be said.” Lu Cheng’s statement remained very cautious.
Zhong Junyun remembered that Lu Cheng had said last time, “It can be done, it cannot be thought of, and it cannot be said.”
He immediately felt Lu Cheng was a remarkable person. Having suffered hardship and setbacks, his mindset was now mature, with a good sense of when to advance and when to retreat.
“Alright then, I hope when I see you next time, you will have achieved what you believe to be a clear mind. You can treat me to a meal then.”
Zhong Junyun added, “Furthermore, after you go back, if you feel you cannot handle your ‘troubles’ and the ‘favor’ from others, you can call me, and I will handle it.”
There was no other way; he had to bend down and pick up what he had lost, which naturally required some effort.
Lu Cheng saw today that he hadn’t made a fuss and hadn’t even mentioned the phone call from last night. How sensible, how wronged he was!
“Teacher, I can handle it myself,” Lu Cheng replied, clearly still with some reservations.
“It’s okay…”
“Um, didn’t you say last night that you later sent an email to Professor Dong? The email sending record is still there, right? Send me a screenshot, and I’ll help you handle that matter.” Zhong Junyun scratched his nose at this point.
“As for the future, you will still be free.”
No apology!
He was a teacher, with his own pride; he had the courage to pursue a student even through hardship!~
…
“A person without integrity cannot stand; a person without filial piety has no virtue.”
“Studying requires a clear mind. If Lu Cheng gives up on Professor Tong at Xiangya Hospital this time, next time he will give up on us at Xiehe Hospital.”
“Understanding gratitude but not being blindly ignorant within its confines is what makes a good young man,” Zhong Junyun said to Xie Xiao.
Xie Xiao asked, “Teacher Zhong, do you think this Lu Cheng is really worth… cultivating with such great latitude?”
“He’s alright. Our hospital has quite a few degrees, and it won’t hurt to have one more. Since he has confidence, there’s no harm in giving young people an opportunity.”
After Zhong Junyun finished speaking, he heard Xie Yuan’an’s voice from Professor Xie Xiao’s side: “Dad, something bad has happened…”
“Doctor Li from Zhongnan Hospital just called and said that when Lu Cheng was undergoing standardized training, he promised that if he wanted to pursue postgraduate studies, he would apply to Old Professor Dong…”
Zhong Junyun’s expression was natural, and he remained unmoved. Xie Xiao’s shocked voice came back: “What did you say? Which Old Professor Dong?”
“Didn’t Old Professor Dong pass away unexpectedly?”
“Yes, the Old Professor Dong who passed away unexpectedly. Li Yuanpeng from Zhongnan Hospital, being idle, took out Old Professor Dong’s notebook, and this sentence was written in it.”
“Professor Lan Hualuo is now clamoring to be his surrogate disciple, saying he wants to fulfill Old Professor Dong’s dying wish…”
Xie Xiao: “How can such a messed-up thing happen?”
“Is Deng Yong from Zhongnan Hospital up to some scheme again?”
“Teacher Zhong? It must be Deng Yong from Zhongnan Hospital…” Xie Xiao was a little flustered.
“He never plays by the rules.”
“Don’t rush!~ When you encounter a problem, first solve the problem, don’t panic. Deng Yong, Luo Yong, Huang Yong, they can all be dealt with.” Zhong Junyun replied.
…
The warm light in the living room was still serene.
Lu Cheng and Mu Nanshu sat hand in hand. After a while, Lu Cheng took the initiative to put his arm around Mu Nanshu’s shoulder.
Mu Nanshu, who hadn’t experienced such an intimate gesture in a long time, felt a bit nervous, goosebumps gradually rising, but she didn’t pull away; instead, she felt like crying.
At this moment, she remembered a line from a song.
If the accident hadn’t happened back then, would they have had children now?
The answer is unknown—
The television on the wall was on, showing a variety show.
Lu Cheng said:
“The current situation is, if you’re willing, Bookbag, you might have to help me with something. I don’t understand the procedures for scientific research.”
“If we’re to take this research project back to work on it, we’ll either need to leverage Professor Tong Yuan’an’s influence, or we’ll do it together, with me leading…”
“Professor Zhong said that although this research project isn’t large, and its significance to the academic world isn’t extraordinary, its significance to China is unusual.”
“Our generation should strive to be strong like this!”
“If we can be strong in all aspects, it will be a fitting tribute to the efforts and sacrifices of our predecessors.”
“Bookbag, what are your thoughts? Of course, you can also choose not to.”
Mu Nanshu retorted without hesitation, “Why wouldn’t I?”
“With this kind of stance, even Professor Dong Chang wouldn’t dare to refuse approval!~”
Then she added with a hint of amusement, “I really didn’t expect you to come up with such a reason.”
Competing with friends from neighboring countries in a suturing technique research project, and there’s hope of winning. Let’s not even talk about it, we absolutely have to do it!~
All for academic freedom!
“What’s going on between you and that Professor Dong?” Mu Nanshu’s voice was gentle and delicate.
“It was just a casual remark, it came up when we were talking about this topic.”
“You know, I have considerable strength. It was the installation of an external fixation ring for an open fracture. Professor Dong said my strength was a talent for orthopedics.”
“After leaving the operating room, and within a few days, Professor Dong probably saw that I was too inexperienced and didn’t follow up.”
“Could I then morally blackmail him? I asked a few times after graduation, but they all disappeared without a trace.”
“I didn’t take this matter seriously at all,” Lu Cheng explained.
Lu Cheng understood very well that his performance during his standardized training was not outstanding, nor could it be.
Medicine is an industry with very high technical specialization barriers. If you don’t know something, you just don’t know it. Without systematic teaching, you can’t even get started.
This is true for every field of medicine. Since ancient times, the phrase “the law is not taught to six ears” has been vividly demonstrated in the medical field. Some of the treasures of traditional Chinese medicine have even had their inheritance broken due to these words.
There were disposable forks on the coffee table. Lu Cheng took two and placed them in Mu Nanshu’s palm. Lu Cheng’s fingers made contact with hers, but neither of them felt embarrassed.
After Mu Nanshu adjusted her robe and sat down, her chest became prominent again: “Perhaps we are just ordinary people.”
Mu Nanshu gestured with her left thumb: “At most, we’re like cockroaches, just slightly stronger ordinary people, with some aptitude, but it’s limited.”
“Not good enough compared to the best, but better than the worst, and that’s enough.”
“But you seem a bit different now.”
