System Came When the Doctor was Thirty

"The second thing I want to say is, I suggest Sister Mu take the ’research group legal affairs’ route, which can handle some people who try to ’scam’."

"Because in the research field, there are some groups that try to play the edge."

"Thirdly, I think if we are to extend the suturing technique into functional reconstruction, we should start from hand surgery tendon functional reconstruction. I already have part of the procedure moving forward."

"I recorded a few short videos, hoping they can give Brother Lu some inspiration. This is a small gift I’m giving to Brother Lu and Sister Shu."

"Since I was careless before and ruined Dr. Ni’s careful preparations, I feel embarrassed to report in the group. I hope Brother Lu understands."

Lu Cheng also thanked Dai Linfang: "Thank you, Brother Dai. I actually didn’t expect everyone to give such a special gift. Receiving it with Nanshu made us very happy."

"Everyone is quite busy, there’s really no need to go to the trouble of gifting."

Dai Linfang said: "I heard these were all arranged by Xie Yuan’an, I think they’re quite distinctive and legitimate."

"Double the joy... I... they didn’t tell me, at that time they still regarded me as an outsider." Dai Linfang sighed.

"Of course, I’ll repay them someday."

"Let’s chat in the big group."

[Lu Cheng and Mu Nanshu thank all the brothers, sisters, and teachers for the gifts.]

Lu Cheng sent two red envelopes in the group and gently put his phone down: "Dad, Mom, don’t count."

"We’ll consider buying a house after a few years. We already have a place to live, so when thinking of the next house, it should be for improvement."

"Either a large flat, a villa, or a school district house."

"Having too many houses isn’t good, don’t waste money, and if you have savings, just keep them for now."

"It’s getting late, I need to take Xiao Shu home, lest Mom and Dad worry." Lu Cheng changed his address to Mu Leng and Yan Sangyue.

"Mm, okay!" Lu Nanjia and Tian Hui didn’t pay attention to Lu Cheng’s long speech, nodded absentmindedly, and sent Lu Cheng and Mu Nanshu to the door.

After Lu Cheng and Mu Nanshu got in the car, the old couple went back inside to discuss.

Lu Cheng had his own proposal, while they had theirs.

Mu Nanshu suddenly became solemn: "Mom and Dad’s thoughts are quite sensitive. They love you very much and worry that you would suffer in our family."

Lu Cheng nodded, replied: "This might be the self-awareness that my dad always talks about."

"I think there’s some truth to it, but I’m powerless."

Being well-matched in status and having mutual feelings is undoubtedly best. But Lu Cheng already has the mutual feelings and doesn’t dare covet the matching status too much.

Mu Nanshu said: "Actually, it’s not that they are overly sensitive; they just fear you would be talked about as a live-in son-in-law, relying on our family."

Lu Cheng laughed: "So, I need to earn money well to alleviate their mental burden, and in the meantime add more to our little family."

When Lu Cheng arrived at Mu Leng’s home with Mu Nanshu, Mu Leng’s family had already prepared ’stuffed wontons’ for a late-night snack, and Lu Cheng ate a big bowl full.

Yan Sangyue asked: "Xiao Lu, Xiao Shu, do you want more? We still have some."

Lu Cheng and Mu Nanshu both waved their hands: "Mom, no more, no more."

Yan Sangyue paused, suddenly hearing Lu Cheng call her mom, felt a bit unused to it, but quickly saw Mu Nanshu’s happy smile and smiled herself.

"Then eat more tomorrow, Xiao Lu, come here for breakfast tomorrow."

"I’ll pack some for you to take to your parents..."

Mu Leng and Yan Sangyue could afford a nanny long ago, but the two never had such ’extravagant’ habits.

"I’ll eat some more." Mu Leng said as he went into the kitchen with Yan Sangyue.

Lu Cheng and Mu Nanshu touched their bellies, laughed warmly.

Looking into each other’s eyes, it seemed many words were ready to be said, but somehow nothing was spoken.

For the engagement, Mu Nanshu prepared for a long time, yet didn’t feel it was overwhelmingly romantic!

However, Mu Nanshu felt today’s air was sweet, everything seen and encountered was reassuring.

"Buzz, buzz!~"

At this moment, there was a vibration from within the group again.

It was Professor Tong Yuan’an, the big professor, sending a video and message: "Congratulations to the newlyweds, your suturing technique has reached international levels."

In the video, the deputy professor from Xiangya Hospital was participating in some unknown conference abroad, holding a trophy.

The backdrop behind them showed "Lu-Mu technique (Grand Prize)."

Lu Cheng and Mu Nanshu could understand, the Lu-Mu Suturing Technique (Special Award).

Over there, it was broad daylight, there was a time difference.

But in the information era, the spread of information can be instantaneous, and the feedback is also immediate.

Lu Cheng quickly typed: "Teacher Tong, isn’t the naming too hasty?"

Tong Yuan’an replied: "What’s hasty? You’re the developer; naming is your liberty!~"

"Of course, I might be overstepping here."

This congratulatory gift is quite unique.

This is the romance of people in research.

Mu Nanshu suddenly looked up, faced Lu Cheng, blinked, eyes slightly reddened, as if many emotions were about to surge out.

Lu Cheng understood Mu Nanshu’s gaze and gently said: "Still really want to be a clinical doctor, don’t you?"

"Mm." Mu Nanshu’s hum was a bit choked, mixing grievance, happiness, and joy at this moment.

"The opportunity will come." Lu Cheng sat on the sofa, pulled Mu Nanshu into his arms.

In the kitchen, Mu Leng instinctively wanted to step out; but was held back by Yan Sangyue.

Slightly coughing, lowered voice: "Where are you rushing?"

"I, him." Mu Leng pointed towards the outside and inside the door.

With disdain, Yan Sangyue raised her chin: "When you pursued me before, you weren’t this conservative in thought."

Hearing this, Mu Leng instantly went obedient.

He sighed, still looking out for a while, slowly nodding: "The two of them truly have deep feelings, hope they can keep going till the very end."

...

In Ji City, inside a certain community.

Dai Linfang sat on the rooftop.

It was the rooftop of the community. He was blowing wind, gazing at the star-filled yet not densely sparkled sky, looking up at the sky!

He chatted: "When did Professor Tong name the technique?"

"Quite a while ago, and this isn’t just a technique, it’s an entire set." Xie Yuan’an said.

"And Union Hospital agreed to this?" Dai Linfang asked.

"What if they disagree? Compete with Xiangya Hospital colleagues, prove our involvement in the original work? What substantive evidence can be given?"

"Yet Professor Tong Yuan’an plays romance quite well." Xie Yuan’an squinted, feeling somewhat envious, yet also a bit lost.

Xie Yuan’an felt, he should feel happy and blessing, didn’t know where the loss came from.

"Success is indeed romantic, if not successful, it’s anonymous."

"No one knows how much other teams have contributed." Dai Linfang said.

After looking, Xie Yuan’an replied: "Indeed, no one knows the amount other teams have contributed."

"As far as I know, Professor Zhong Junyun’s team spent the last decade working on these things."

Other teams, Xie Yuan’an couldn’t see clearly; but Professor Zhong Junyun dedicated many years to these efforts and still fell behind!

Behind by one step and all is lost, all contributions end in vain.

Research isn’t conducted via submission, but through initiating competition!

Romance can undoubtedly bury some achievements.

Thinking of this, Xie Yuan’an got a sudden revelation!

Lu Cheng is indeed excellent, my fondness for him is natural, but Lu Cheng’s romance belongs solely to Mu Nanshu, shared with no others.

Dai Linfang said: "So, some people’s appearance brings despair."

Xie Yuan’an replied: "How can that be?"

"Despairing of other people’s achievements are those dissatisfied with themselves, right? I feel quite happy."

"Everybody improving together, seeing medical technology progress, anyone progressing is still progress."

Dai Linfang finished reading and laughed: "Truly don’t know if you’re simple-minded or subtly wise."

"Many say I’m silly, my dad often calls me naive, others in the research group say I’m a connection-case, with mediocre ability."

Xie Yuan’an, naturally a chatterbox, was especially talkative today: "I think they’re all correct; if it wasn’t for my dad, reaching postgrad might be my talent’s peak."

Dai Linfang bluntly clarified: "But you’re a girl, I’m a guy."

Xie Yuan’an counter-questioned: "You’re neither penniless, nor impoverished. What difference does it make whether male or female?"

"Without pressure, there’s more room for trial and error, just do what you like, savor the process."

Dai Linfang saw Xie Yuan’an’s replies, finally realized why he found this girl memorable.