Chapter 110: Father And Daughter Gossiping
Xie Yuan’an appeared younger than Mu Nanshu, but was actually older.
It’s not that Xie Yuan’an looked younger than Mu Nanshu; rather, their temperaments were different!
If one really had to describe their temperaments, Xie Yuan’an’s petite stature belonged to the cute, doll-like category, while Mu Nanshu had a more elegant and dignified “lady-like” style.
After securing the evidence, Xie Yuan’an removed the mouse from the board: “Little mouse, in a while, I’ll send you off to peace.”
“You still need to grow your tail for a while longer.”
The naked mouse had not yet woken up from anesthesia. Since it wasn’t for dissection and its survival status needed to be observed after suturing, it couldn’t be euthanized immediately.
After Xie Yuan’an returned the naked mouse to its enclosure and marked it, Lu Cheng put on new gloves and began tidying the operating table.
Although this wasn’t his home, tidying the operating table after surgery had become Lu Cheng’s “instinct.” It was even more important to pay attention to these details outside, as this was someone else’s “training room”!
Another five minutes passed. When Lu Cheng saw Xie Yuan’an return, he asked, “Teacher Xie, how should these items be packed for sterilization?”
“Wrap them in a cloth sheet and put them in the box over there. An aunt will come this afternoon to collect the packages.”
Xie Yuan’an’s voice was low as she walked towards the washbasin, turning her head to ask, “Lu Cheng, have you only been practicing suturing techniques for a few months?”
Lu Cheng shook his head: “Definitely not. I’ve been practicing all along, but the time spent in formal training with a teacher’s guidance hasn’t been long.”
“Associate Professor Tong Yuan’an of Xiangya Hospital is considered my teaching master,” Lu Cheng said frankly.
This was a fact, and Lu Cheng wasn’t afraid of anyone looking up Tong Yuan’an to verify it, because Tong Yuan’an was so embarrassed that he couldn’t possibly deny it.
“So, you used to practice all by yourself?” Xie Yuan’an asked Lu Cheng.
Lu Cheng nodded: “Yes. During my standardized training, my efforts couldn’t make me more outstanding than others in the same cohort.”
Xie Yuan’an was puzzled: “Didn’t anyone notice you didn’t have a teacher guiding you?”
“Who cares?” Lu Cheng blurted out in English.
“Elder Sister, you’re just in standardized training, a junior trainee. Your superiors only look at your abilities; who would ask how you became like this?”
As long as you don’t die during your standardized training and are still alive and working, that’s enough.
Actually, Lu Cheng felt that if he had had a teacher’s close guidance, he wouldn’t necessarily have far surpassed his classmates, but at least he would have been a little ahead!
Learning medical skills is a painstaking process, and it’s also a ‘specialized technique’ that is not easily passed on!
Without guidance from a famous teacher, you are essentially growing wild, similar to the natural development and progress of surgical techniques, leading to slow advancement…
Xie Yuan’an took a tissue to dry her hands: “With your current clinical attainment, even junior attending physicians in our hospital might not be able to match you, if you also had some research papers and academic qualifications.”
“You could easily join our hospital, but your resume in other areas is too thin!~”
“Your suturing, even I…”
Xie Yuan’an nodded and admitted: “You indeed have great clinical talent, far more outstanding than me.”
“My father is Xie Xiao. I started practicing a long time ago, and my father patiently guided me, but I still can’t do what you can.”
Xie Yuan’an is Xie Xiao’s daughter; she openly admitted this.
Lu Cheng returned to the topic: “Teacher Xie, with this, I should barely qualify for beginner-level study, right?”
Xie Yuan’an nodded seriously: “Naturally, you qualify.”
“In our hospital, some of the most outstanding individuals only reach your current level during their chief residency. They are the cream of the crop, encountered only once every few years.”
“Doctor Lu, where will you be going later?”
“How about I treat you to a meal?” Xie Yuan’an invited him proactively.
But after speaking, Xie Yuan’an added: “I just want to ask if you have any learning techniques; it’s nothing else…”
Xie Yuan’an was afraid Lu Cheng would misunderstand.
She originally didn’t believe that talented people had exceptionally good learning methods, but now she couldn’t understand it any other way and felt Lu Cheng might have a secret technique.
“Teacher Xie, I shouldn’t refuse your invitation to dinner, but I already have plans,” Lu Cheng said.
Xie Yuan’an understood Lu Cheng: “Alright then. This afternoon, remember to come to class on time. Other teachers will also be here to attend the opening ceremony…”
Lu Cheng said: “Then I’ll find a place to carefully look through these booklets and materials.”
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After Lu Cheng left the “Advanced Skills Practice Room,” Xie Yuan’an rubbed her face.
She was usually very careful with skincare products, fearing that rubbing her skin too much would make it lose its firmness. Now she had rubbed her head so hard she had deformed it.
Then, Xie Yuan’an made a phone call: “Dad… did you see the message I sent you?”
“This is the person I told you about before…”
Professor Xie Xiao was silent for a good while. She very seriously and patiently zoomed in on the picture on her mobile phone screen: “How old is he?”
“Theoretically, he should be half a year younger than me. He’s exactly thirty this year,” Xie Yuan’an said.
Xie Yuan’an had a very good relationship with Mu Nanshu. After learning about Lu Cheng from Mu Nanshu, she privately began to “gossip” and found out that Lu Cheng had an “intersection” with Professor Tong Yuan’an of Xiangya Hospital. Xie Yuan’an then shared this scoop with Xie Xiao.
Xie Yuan’an had been emphasizing to Professor Xie Xiao, using Mu Nanshu’s tone, that Lu Cheng had excellent talent. She then invited Professor Xie Xiao to call Tong Yuan’an and ask him to look after Lu Cheng.
Xie Xiao knew Mu Nanshu and had met her many times when she went abroad to see Xie Yuan’an.
Hearing about Mu Nanshu and Lu Cheng’s situation, she felt that since Mu Nanshu was her daughter’s friend, a verbal request for care was not unreasonable.
“Does the county hospital still have a hand surgery subspecialty? This is the first I’ve heard of it. Has hand surgery in Xiang Province developed to this scale?” Professor Xie Xiao was incredulous.
Performing finger replantation at a county hospital? That’s uncommon.
“No, Lu Cheng said his purpose for practicing suturing techniques is to be a competition ‘tumor’ – to win prize money,” Xie Yuan’an said.
“What?” Xie Xiao’s old accent also slipped out.
Practicing techniques, competing, and winning prize money?
How niche are these terms in the medical field? Those who win prize money are all professional experts, the kind who can’t even finish all their surgeries!
“Yes, Lu Cheng himself said so,” Xie Yuan’an replied.
“It doesn’t sound like he’s joking.”
“More importantly, he said he’s only been learning suturing techniques for a few months…”
Xie Xiao’s voice became higher: “What? Is your head cracked?”
“This should… be true,” Xie Yuan’an said.
“Dad, now, it’s not like I’m abusing my power, right? He’s genuinely here to learn techniques, not me messing around.”
Xie Xiao pondered for a long time before saying, “This Lu Cheng is something else, like he’s seen a ghost.”
“But you can’t fake these numbers… it should be real…”
Xie Yuan’an said indignantly: “If I could achieve this, I would have taken off ages ago!~”
“God knows how he did it…”
If Xie Yuan’an had such clinical ability, she would have already been a chief resident. Why would she be practicing techniques in the training room under the guise of a lecturer?
