Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1816 Academic Matters Require Adherence to Righteousness
Bian Mu ate his baked bun in silence for a moment, roughly calculating the relative distance between the hospital and the clinic in his mind from a geometric perspective, guessing that the taxi driver was most likely the father of the male intern classmate surnamed Shang.

"A female classmate, right?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the male intern surnamed Shang smiled shyly, nodded slightly, and remained silent.

"Girlfriend?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"I guess so! Her family isn't well-off, and she has a younger brother in junior high. My parents aren't very accepting of her... so we can only keep talking for now!" Facing Bian Mu, the male intern surnamed Shang didn't dare to hide anything and gave a brief, hesitant introduction.

"Oh! I heard your family is quite well-off."

"I guess I'll have to make do! There's a huge hurdle here... Without my parents' help, it'll be very difficult for me to overcome on my own, so... I really have no idea how far I can go in the future." It was clear that the male intern surnamed Shang was in a very difficult position.

"house?"

"Yes! I plan to pursue further studies for a few more years. Her mother works in a supermarket, so she doesn't earn much. Her younger brother is still young and will have to stay in our hometown with his grandmother until he graduates from high school. Although it won't cost much, she'll have to cover at least half of the university fees when he goes to college. My mom said... her family's burden is too heavy. If we get married, it will be a burden on me for the rest of my life. So... if I insist, we'll have to buy the house ourselves. With the current housing prices... it's almost impossible for us..."

"I understand! It's not appropriate for us to comment on this kind of thing. Which hospital is her father in now?"

"The First Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University is currently observing them in the CCU ward!"

"Her dad drives a taxi?"

Upon hearing this, the male intern surnamed Shang was startled, and the slice of donkey meat he was holding with his chopsticks immediately fell onto the table.

"Yes...you know about this?"

"It's a coincidence. I was just talking to a friend about her father... I'll check the exact name later. If there are no discrepancies, her dad should be fine. Don't worry!"

"Really?!" The unexpected surprise came so suddenly that the male intern surnamed Shang almost stood up and cheered on the spot.

"At least there's nothing to worry about. If they need any help later, our clinic can lend a hand. But... you need to learn to be more composed in your speech and actions, and not so impulsive!"

"Yes! Definitely! Thank you, Teacher Bian!"

"Don't thank me yet. After all, we are from two different organizations. Remember to be careful with your words and actions, and try not to alarm the medical staff there."

"Understood, understood!" the male intern surnamed Shang replied hastily.

"Let me tell you something unpleasant. To be honest, who exactly wrote that article about new explorations in traditional Chinese medicine for cancer treatment?" As he said this, Bian Mu's eyes flashed with a slight cold light, not very strong, but enough to strike at the heart.

"Well... I'll be honest with you... but... could you please keep this a secret for me? I don't want them to look down on me... Teacher Bian! This really wasn't something I caused, and as for what happened between them, I can't say much more."

"I understand. Then I won't press further. I've read the second revised draft; it's very well done! However, it's useless—a waste of space! Regardless of what the person behind it is up to, the medical foundation revealed in that paper is far too weak. It simply cannot handle such a profound topic. To put it simply, they haven't studied Western medical theory in depth, detail, or systematically, know very little about modern Chinese medicine theory, and their knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine isn't as profound as they imagine. Don't waste your energy; let's stop here! As for how you explain things to them, that's your problem."

"I'm so sorry, Professor Bian! I was wrong about this. As you know, our level is too low; we can't understand many things just from the words themselves. Now that you've explained it, I understand a little bit. We definitely won't and dare not get involved in academic misconduct. I'll try my best to handle this matter properly afterward… I'm truly sorry!" "I don't blame you, but… you've learned a lesson from this. In academics, you must maintain absolute integrity throughout your life, and absolutely cannot be tainted by even the slightest flaw! You're still young; you have a long road ahead of you!"

"We were wrong, all three of us were wrong... Please forgive us, Teacher Bian!"

"Let's just leave it at that! Actually, life is like a complex math problem; there are accounts in every aspect. As long as you establish a righteous mindset, those accounts aren't actually that difficult to calculate. Take it slow!"

Speechless for a moment, the male intern surnamed Shang nodded vigorously, unsure how to respond.

"You seem a bit down. You've almost finished eating. Order something nice for that classmate, I'll pay. Go and keep her company! You're off this afternoon, but come back to work early tomorrow!"

"Thank you, Teacher Bian!" After saying that, the male student surnamed Shang quickly stood up and gave Bian Mu a half bow.

Bian Mu waved to him gently, without saying anything more.

……

At the "Xin G20" Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, a little after 3 p.m., Bian Mu was giving an acupuncture treatment to an elderly man in the treatment room when his phone vibrated a few times.

Bian Mu persisted with the acupuncture, ignoring the other person's pleas.

While the needle was being applied, Bian Mu picked up her phone and checked it.

Professor Mi's phone call.

Bian Mu quickly went out and found a quiet corner to return the call.

"What's going on with that taxi driver?!" Professor Mi asked this question as soon as the call connected.

"The old ailment has finally flared up again, it must be... After all, I haven't met him in person, so it's not good to draw conclusions hastily. What I said before was just my guess."

"You calculated the later stages of the disease so clearly... is there any scientific basis for that?"

“This is precisely where our digital medicine school excels. If you feel it’s necessary, I can send you a detailed report to your email later.” Bian Mu quickly explained over the phone.

“No need for that. The patient is fine now, and the current symptoms are basically in line with your prediction… I’ll have them send the relevant medical records to your email later. You can reply directly with any suggestions. What I’m interested in is, is this what you call ‘the corresponding academic system for digital medical prediction’ basically completed?! To be honest, in all my years in the medical field, you’re the only one I’ve ever met who can do this. How feasible is it?!’” Professor Mi naturally raised a few questions on the phone.

"It's not very high; it's more of an academic experiment. Putting aside everything else, the number of clinical cases alone is insufficient, so... Moreover, I haven't had time to conduct the confirmatory experiments at the Little White Building, so..."

“You’re certainly busy right now, but… this is indeed very challenging, and… once there’s a breakthrough, its future medical value is quite remarkable… so… we still need to take it seriously.”

Hearing this, Bian Mu was a little confused. He couldn't quite grasp the deeper meaning behind Professor Mi's words on the phone.