Chapter 142: Real Society
Lu Cheng was playing a video, which besides hands, also featured people and small animals.
Tong Yuan’an was paying attention to the suturing technique, while Chen Song, who was smoking, was focused on feet and people.
Chen Song immediately realized something was wrong: “These data of yours? These people?”
“Where did they come from?”
Lu Cheng’s video showed many feet. Where in Hanshi City could Lu Cheng have rounded up so many people to pave the way for him?
Lu Cheng was originally explaining technique-related issues to Tong Yuan’an. After listening, he turned his head to look at Chen Song and honestly replied, “Teacher Tong, the very first day I arrived in Hanshi City, I was apprehended by Professor Zhong Junyun. Professor Zhong told me to learn technology from him in front of me…”
The cigarette between Chen Song’s fingers fell to the ground, almost burning his finger. However, he didn’t pick it up; he stomped it out directly and repeatedly ground the cigarette on the ground with the sole of his shoe…
Seeing this, Tong Yuan’an no longer dared to dwell on whether Lu Cheng would rest later. Instead, he composed himself, curled his lips, and asked, “So, in the future, are you planning to develop towards Xiehe Hospital?”
Tong Yuan’an’s eyes looked at Chen Song. Although Chen Song was trying his best to remain calm, Tong Yuan’an could sense that his friend was not in a good mood.
No, it wasn’t just not good; it was very bad.
Because Chen Song truly considered Lu Cheng as his own student and was cultivating him. No matter what means he used, he couldn’t get around him… it had always been this way…
Now, Lu Cheng, after going out to study for a while, had “sold himself” without even informing Chen Song!
Chen Song’s enthusiasm had been completely wasted, and his mood must have been exceptionally conflicted at this moment.
Although Tong Yuan’an also felt Lu Cheng was a bit unconscionable, the person was working hard and planning for his future prospects.
It was understandable to take things as they come.
Xiangya Hospital was certainly not bad, but Huazhong Xiehe Hospital was even stronger than Xiangya Hospital!!!
Lu Cheng glanced at Professor Chen Song. Although he felt his mind was a bit fuzzy right now and he shouldn’t reveal these things at this juncture, since things had been said, Lu Cheng didn’t want to be a petty person.
“Teacher Tong, my girlfriend works at Xiehe Hospital,” Lu Cheng replied naturally, first giving a reason that no one could fault.
This could be called a standard answer. Many people’s standard answers were fabricated, but Lu Cheng’s answer was real.
His girlfriend worked at Xiehe Hospital, and the Big Boss of Xiehe Hospital was interested in him. Did Lu Cheng have to choose to follow Chen Song to Xiangya and be in a long-distance relationship?
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 have had a reason.
Lu Cheng had also told him before that he had a childhood sweetheart.
“Yes, Teacher Chen, she just returned from abroad in July. I met her the last time I went on a blind date!~”
“She’s also the person I chat with regularly.”
“We were classmates from the fifth grade of elementary school until high school graduation. We originally…” Lu Cheng simply explained.
After listening, Tong Yuan’an said first, “Chen Song, they are childhood sweethearts, innocent and pure. Don’t pour sulfuric acid into your heart.”
“Besides, you haven’t given Lu Cheng a proper response for so long. Professor Zhong of Xiehe Hospital is a standard national-level big shot in our Hand Surgery department. With just one word from him, even Director Xiang of your Emergency Department might not be able to handle it.”
Chen Song’s mouth twitched into a wry smile for a while: “Then I’m certainly no match for Professor Zhong.”
Lu Cheng quickly said, “Teacher Chen, it’s not because I…”
“Stop talking!~~” Chen Song interrupted, his tone sounding calm!
“Teacher Chen…”
Chen Song exploded in anger, almost cracking the table: “I told you to stop talking!~”
“If you want to go back and rest, go back quickly!”
Lu Cheng knew that many things in this world were difficult to reconcile. He was just Lu Cheng and couldn’t possibly manage everything.
All the so-called ‘purgatories’ that could be perfectly handled only appeared in novels and TV shows; in reality, no scoundrel would be willing to ‘share a husband’!
If there was a multiple-choice question, a choice had to be made. It could only be a single choice; multiple choices would be all wrong.
“I’m sorry… Teacher Chen.” Lu Cheng retracted the words that were about to leave his mouth, bowed deeply to Chen Song, and then began to pack his belongings.
Lu Cheng hadn’t finished his shift, of course, but he also knew that in front of Chen Song, he was just an eyesore.
Lu Cheng even knew that any further explanation to Chen Song now would be futile. Therefore, even though Lu Cheng knew there were still ‘stories’ between him and Professor Zhong Junyun, it wasn’t the time to say them.
He had to wait for Chen Song to calm down.
Chen Song was currently furious, and any further explanation from him would be pale.
“Teacher Chen, I’m going back to rest.” As Lu Cheng left, he glanced at Chen Song one last time.
Adults had to take responsibility for all their decisions. Chen Song’s current choice was heart-wrenching. Explaining to him while he was angry would be like adding fuel to the fire.
How realistic is the real world?
If Professor Zhong Junyun, so prominent, could turn him into merchandise with just one phone call, why couldn’t Professor Chen Song get angry without being informed?
What kind of special species was this creature called Lu Cheng?
After Lu Cheng left, Tong Yuan’an offered Chen Song a soft China cigarette. Chen Song didn’t take it at first. Tong Yuan’an said, “You can be angry, but you should still have a little bit of pleasure.”
Chen Song took a deep breath and explained to Tong Yuan’an, “I’m just angry that he didn’t even inform me; it would have been good if he had told me in advance.”
Tong Yuan’an, with the cigarette in his mouth, spoke indistinctly with a tone of disdain, “Comfort yourself with that. Lu Cheng explained it to you face-to-face, how did you react just now?”
“If he had explained over the phone, wouldn’t you have told me that it’s better to clarify things face-to-face?” Tong Yuan’an retorted.
Chen Song didn’t answer because Tong Yuan’an had hit the nail on the head.
“If your skills are inferior, 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 also immediately arrange a better future for Lu Cheng.”
“But you’re not, Chen Song. You’re just Chen Song…”
“Sigh…” Chen Song deflated helplessly.
We are all worldly people; how can one be detached from worldly affairs?
The wisps of smoke, entering and exiting with the breath, were tangible but rootless and boundless, eventually disappearing into the air and scattering…
Tong Yuan’an’s brain, using the logical thinking of someone who scored 654 on the college entrance exam, rolled his eyes: “Chen Song, there’s a problem here.”
“Lu Cheng has returned.”
Chen Song looked at Tong Yuan’an doubtfully: “Does Xiehe Hospital still eat people, did they cook Lu Cheng and eat him?”
Tong Yuan’an didn’t blame Chen Song, because Chen Song was not from the Hand Surgery department.
He continued to analyze, “Didn’t you see the number of feet in the video?”
“I’ve told you, the improvement of the tendon suturing technique is nothing to the scientific research community, but in China’s hand surgery field, it is one of the must-defend halos.”
“One could say that it’s better for anyone to take it than for the Japanese to take it, but Lu Cheng has returned…”
“I ask you, have Director Xiang make a call to Long County People’s Hospital, saying that Lu Cheng is to be seconded for a research project. At what level would the Long County People’s Hospital dare to refuse?”
“You name one.”
Chen Song thought for a moment and didn’t reply.
“So what?” Chen Song asked Tong Yuan’an.
“So, there’s a problem here. Isn’t a problem a good thing? Lu Cheng clearly had something to say but stopped himself. You wouldn’t let him speak, and the preconditions weren’t met. Why don’t you guess?” Tong Yuan’an retorted.
“Then how about you call Lu Cheng in and clarify things?” Chen Song thought for a moment, feeling that there might still be room for maneuver.
